Check out my other story if you want to know the email that I sent to a bull. Here is the prequel to that:
Two years ago I told my wife I wanted her to have sex with another man. Jenny’s instant reaction was “Yeah, that’s not gonna happen.” I looked at her and said “I understand, I do, but I thought I should tell you my fantasy, you know, in the sprit of openness. She looked at me with half a smirk and replied, “Well, next time we have sex I’ll take that under consideration.”
I didn’t bring it up again for a couple of months, just to let the thought sink in. In fact, the next time I brought it up, we were both a little tipsy so I had just enough courage to say something while in bed. We were kissing and both down to our underwear. I stopped kissing her and I said “Hey, I want you to close your eyes.”
“Why”
“Just do it”
“OK”
She closed her eyes and I started to move my hands over her body in a way that was different then ever before. I tried to put a different pressure on her skin, a different rhythm of stroking her skin, and a different way of even breathing around her. Then I said “I want you to imagine I am someone else. I want you to imagine that I am that guy you saw at the gym on the treadmill today. Do you know which one I’m talking about?”
She smiled and opened her mouth, keeping her eyes clothed and said “The man with the tight blue shorts on and thick brown hair?”
“Yes, the muscular man with the great sweaty body that I caught you eyeing today. Don’t be ashamed! It’s ok! I want you to imagine that he is here right now, and he is touching you. Can you do that for me?
Quietly…and ever so sheepishly….she said “Yesss…”
At this point I moved my hand up her thigh in a much more forceful way than I had ever dreamed and almost ****** her legs to spread. I grabbed at her underwear over the crotch, brushing he quickly wetting pussy with my knuckles, and pulled her panties down about 7 inches. She didn’t even have to raise her hips to allow the panties to come down because I pulled so hard. I then placed my hand over her pussy and said “Do you want his body, his finger to enter you, Jenny? Do you want that tall handsome gym rat to put his finger inside you?”
Her eyes still closed, she spread her legs as much as she could, stretching the fabric of her panties and said “Yes. Please, touch me. I want to feel his finger in my body.”
I rubbed my hand forcefully over her mound and then curled my ring finer up and in, spreading her hot vaginal folds and entering into her wetness. She yelped with pleasure and instantly spread her legs more apart, tearing her already flimsy panties. I whispered in her ear “Oh my god honey. You really like the way he touches you. Do you want him to lick you down there?”
She moaned out a yes and with that I moved my face down to her hot wet snatch. I moved my tongue and my face in as much of a different way as I could. I tried to make everything about this experience different. I liked her at a different speed, I entered two fingers forcefully inside her hoe, and when she moved her hand down to rub her clit, as she does at times when I go down on her, I grabbed her hand and in a tight grip held it down on the bed. This make her giggle and moan with pure excitement!
I looked up from her heated sex and I said, “Tell me what he is doing to you, baby. Your husband wants to know what this strange athletic man is doing to you.”
“Oh Baby… he is licking me and tasting me so forcefully. He is so strong and he knows just how to make me feel good. Oh my God, his moth is swallowing me whole, baby, and he is s strong and manly…”
“Is he better than me baby? Its ok, you can tell me”
In the throes of passion, she opened up her mouth and said “Yes!” And with that, she burst into the throes of an orgasm that I had never seen, just vocal, wet, thrashing and shaking! “Enter me, baby! Enter me know!”
I didn’t need to be asked twice, and in an instant I was inside her cuming pussy, stroking in and out for perhaps 15 thrusts until I myself blew my hot cum on the inside her hot pussy walls.
When we finished, I looked at her and ask if she still felt hesitant to add another man.
She looked at me and with the slightest mischievous grin said, “Maybe not…”
Two years ago I told my wife I wanted her to have sex with another man. Jenny’s instant reaction was “Yeah, that’s not gonna happen.” I looked at her and said “I understand, I do, but I thought I should tell you my fantasy, you know, in the sprit of openness. She looked at me with half a smirk and replied, “Well, next time we have sex I’ll take that under consideration.”
I didn’t bring it up again for a couple of months, just to let the thought sink in. In fact, the next time I brought it up, we were both a little tipsy so I had just enough courage to say something while in bed. We were kissing and both down to our underwear. I stopped kissing her and I said “Hey, I want you to close your eyes.”
“Why”
“Just do it”
“OK”
She closed her eyes and I started to move my hands over her body in a way that was different then ever before. I tried to put a different pressure on her skin, a different rhythm of stroking her skin, and a different way of even breathing around her. Then I said “I want you to imagine I am someone else. I want you to imagine that I am that guy you saw at the gym on the treadmill today. Do you know which one I’m talking about?”
She smiled and opened her mouth, keeping her eyes clothed and said “The man with the tight blue shorts on and thick brown hair?”
“Yes, the muscular man with the great sweaty body that I caught you eyeing today. Don’t be ashamed! It’s ok! I want you to imagine that he is here right now, and he is touching you. Can you do that for me?
Quietly…and ever so sheepishly….she said “Yesss…”
At this point I moved my hand up her thigh in a much more forceful way than I had ever dreamed and almost ****** her legs to spread. I grabbed at her underwear over the crotch, brushing he quickly wetting pussy with my knuckles, and pulled her panties down about 7 inches. She didn’t even have to raise her hips to allow the panties to come down because I pulled so hard. I then placed my hand over her pussy and said “Do you want his body, his finger to enter you, Jenny? Do you want that tall handsome gym rat to put his finger inside you?”
Her eyes still closed, she spread her legs as much as she could, stretching the fabric of her panties and said “Yes. Please, touch me. I want to feel his finger in my body.”
I rubbed my hand forcefully over her mound and then curled my ring finer up and in, spreading her hot vaginal folds and entering into her wetness. She yelped with pleasure and instantly spread her legs more apart, tearing her already flimsy panties. I whispered in her ear “Oh my god honey. You really like the way he touches you. Do you want him to lick you down there?”
She moaned out a yes and with that I moved my face down to her hot wet snatch. I moved my tongue and my face in as much of a different way as I could. I tried to make everything about this experience different. I liked her at a different speed, I entered two fingers forcefully inside her hoe, and when she moved her hand down to rub her clit, as she does at times when I go down on her, I grabbed her hand and in a tight grip held it down on the bed. This make her giggle and moan with pure excitement!
I looked up from her heated sex and I said, “Tell me what he is doing to you, baby. Your husband wants to know what this strange athletic man is doing to you.”
“Oh Baby… he is licking me and tasting me so forcefully. He is so strong and he knows just how to make me feel good. Oh my God, his moth is swallowing me whole, baby, and he is s strong and manly…”
“Is he better than me baby? Its ok, you can tell me”
In the throes of passion, she opened up her mouth and said “Yes!” And with that, she burst into the throes of an orgasm that I had never seen, just vocal, wet, thrashing and shaking! “Enter me, baby! Enter me know!”
I didn’t need to be asked twice, and in an instant I was inside her cuming pussy, stroking in and out for perhaps 15 thrusts until I myself blew my hot cum on the inside her hot pussy walls.
When we finished, I looked at her and ask if she still felt hesitant to add another man.
She looked at me and with the slightest mischievous grin said, “Maybe not…”
