I only learned size mattered a year into marriage

we were each others first meaning due to religion a lack of experience however it was beautiful to learn together. I was a modest sweet wife, I wore the hijab and simple clothing but was a hard worker too. I love and loved my husband a lot and life was honestly close to perfect. Discovering things together was a dream but as time passed and we gained more knowledge I realised his size wasn’t cutting it out for me. I began faking moans and getting myself off which left me heart broken. I finally admitted the truth one day and although he was devastated being the husband he is he told me he’d support me. My love only grew for him in that moment.

After much time this led us down the path of hotwife, although usually forbidden I gave into the idea what for sexual comfort. I was nervous and hesitant , consonant apologising to my husband and myself but as time passed a new confidence came with it. I had a small group of men I considered regulars. We got on really well, they were kind and understanding but most importantly had the size and skill to pleasure me. I finally was happy sexually and I loved my husband so much more. I began to feel less sorry for doing this to him and started to enjoy myself still valuing the relationship we had. I slept with men a few times a week, he sometimes watched which I was fine with, I usually focused on the man infront of me which I enjoyed. They meant a lot to me and my husband saw that. I’ve experienced a lot of new things and I’m happier than ever as a hotwife despite it being something not usually allowed for me.