This is largely a story of fiction but the first part of the story does have a lot of truth in it, and the personality of my wife in the story is also largely true. As you read there will be a bar scene, that is when the story becomes fiction.
I just wanted to throw that out there so people don't flame for it being fake.. Because it largely is and I will admit that.. Now to the story.
(P.S. the attachment is 100% the real deal)
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I met my wife Rachel almost five years ago when she was 18 years old and a few months out of High School and I was almost 23 at the time and already going through a divorce. She had just started going to a private Christian college in her town and had never had a real boyfriend in her entire life. That is to say that she had never so much as kissed a guy before, so of course she was a virgin too.
She is very thin, around 100 pounds and is about 5’6” tall. Her complexion is very pale and she burns rather than tans if she does try to get out in the sun. She wears glasses and from what I can tell, was considered sort of nerdy in High School. Not only on the basis of her looks, but the fact that she loves Star Wars to the point she has over fifty of the books and reads them multiple times.
The first time we were able to ever be alone, I was able to get her worked up enough that at first she agreed to take off her shirt. We fooled around for a long while like this and she insisted that she wasn’t going to take off her pants. Eventually I was able to stimulate her through her jeans enough that I was able to convince her to take them off with the promise that it would feel so much better.
That was the first time I saw her tiny, tight pussy. It was pink and shaved. She was so thin and the affect of it being shaved made it look like she was much younger. I proceeded to lick and kiss her clit and play with her tits. After she orgasmed several times, she kissed me and played with my balls to help me cum.
It wasn’t until much later that we had intercourse and it wasn’t until about a month before our wedding that we had intercourse on a regular basis. Of course in the years leading up to our marriage we fooled around, mostly me giving her oral sex and she clumsily tried to suck the head of my dick, but would usually just play with my balls and wait for me to cum by my own hand.
Hopefully this little introduction has given you some idea as to how inexperienced she was when we met, and how inexperienced she has remained. All of her prudishness and discomfort when it came to sex, began to fade away about a week ago though.
Now, let me start off by saying that I am in no way the most experienced man when it comes to sex, but I have indulged in a few things in my past and I have had even more fantasies and done reading and research on the internet.
So needless to say I was craving a bit more from our sex life at times. Don’t get me wrong, she is easily the most attractive woman I have ever been with. For how thin she is, she has a perfectly ample ass and 32B size tits that are perfectly perky with youth. The way she physically looks is just enough to make up for her clumsiness and unwillingness to try new things in the bedroom.
Even something as simple as dirty talk, she is unwillingly to do most of the time. I’ve told her all of my fantasies, including those with her being taken by other men. She has told me little in return.
As I said, all of this has begun to change in the last week.
You see, she is not a big drinker… Shock. Personally I love a cold beer and occasionally she will have a daiquiri or a pina colda. Finally though I was able to talk her into going out last Saturday night and just sitting down in a comfortable little restaurant/bar and having some drinks to get out of the house.
She remembered that she had ***** a White Russian one time and decided to get the bartender to make one of those. I was happy to pay the outrageous bar prices for a mixed drink if it meant she might loosen up and have some kinky sex with me later that night.
Along with all of her other qualities, she is very shy in social situations but after about 2 and a half White Russians she began to talk a little louder. Which was good because more people were sitting at the bar from when we first came in and it was getting hard to hear anything anyone said.
A couple of guys sat down next to us after a while and I was complaining about something on Sportscenter on the TV in the bar. They over heard me and we started talking about Football. They were around my age (I’m 27 now). One was a white guy and the other a black guy and they had apparently come with each other, obviously friends.
After our conversation, we all introduced ourselves to one another and they offered to buy me and my wife a drink. (You’d actually be surprised how many guys will buy other guys drinks when you agree on something when it has to do with sports)
Eventually they began to talk amongst themselves and my wife had just finished her 4th White Russian. She leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, “Were you serious all those times you said you wanted to see me suck another guy off?”
I told her that I was serious, that I thought about it almost every day.
She leaned back over to me and whispered again, “I wouldn’t mind sucking one of those guys.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Even with her being buzzed or *****, I couldn’t believe she would actually admit to a fantasy, let alone with this many people around.
I asked her which one, exactly. She sheepishly smiled and shrugged. I felt as though she needed me to egg her on.
“Well? Just tell me, which one?” I asked again.
Again, she wouldn’t answer and sipped on her drink that only had ice cubes in it by this point.
“Maybe both?” I asked.
She didn’t say anything and actually turned on her barstool away from me to face the TV.
“Really?” I asked, continuing not to believe it.
I began to wonder if this was some plot by her to just get me really worked up so I would go home and fuck her good.
“Okay,” I said. “I’ll just ask them if they want to come over to our house and drink some beers over there.”
I said this just to get a response out of her, to see what she was actually up to.
“Go for it,” she turned back to face me in her barstool.
“Are you serious? Because I’ll do it right now.” I said warningly.
“If you want,” she replied.
I was getting a little frustrated by this point. She always makes me come up with ideas and suggestions and never offers up an answer herself.
“It’s up to you!” I said.
“Then ask them,” she rolled her eyes.
I then waited for them to end their conversation and got their attention again.
“Hey guys, the drinks are a lot cheaper at our house. If you guys want to come hang out, we’d love to have some company over.”
They discussed it over a moment, asking questions like how far away we lived. Eventually they decided they were getting low on cash and didn’t have nearly enough drinks in them so they agreed.
I had only drank two beers and decided that since I have a high tolerance and am a bigger guy, I could drive us home. I wasn’t sure how many beers they had drank there at the bar or before they arrived but Ryan (the white guy) drove his car and followed us to our house.
After I ********** the beers I had to use the restroom. Ryan and Anthony were sitting on the couch and Rachel was in the kitchen wandering about. I returned downstairs after about 3 or 4 minutes and what I saw made my cock immediately become rock hard.
My pretty, nerdy, white wife who had never touched any other guy’s dick but mine was on her knees in front of the couch stroking two dicks that dwarfed mine.
“She um, said you were cool with it.” Anthony spoke up first.
Rachel didn’t even look back, knowing I was in the room. Instead she lowered her head on Anthony’s black cock for the first time. She had been waiting for me to get in the room to go this far.
“Yeah,” I said amazed. “It’s fine.”
“Good, because she so sexy.” Ryan said, a bit relieved.
I just wanted to throw that out there so people don't flame for it being fake.. Because it largely is and I will admit that.. Now to the story.
(P.S. the attachment is 100% the real deal)
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I met my wife Rachel almost five years ago when she was 18 years old and a few months out of High School and I was almost 23 at the time and already going through a divorce. She had just started going to a private Christian college in her town and had never had a real boyfriend in her entire life. That is to say that she had never so much as kissed a guy before, so of course she was a virgin too.
She is very thin, around 100 pounds and is about 5’6” tall. Her complexion is very pale and she burns rather than tans if she does try to get out in the sun. She wears glasses and from what I can tell, was considered sort of nerdy in High School. Not only on the basis of her looks, but the fact that she loves Star Wars to the point she has over fifty of the books and reads them multiple times.
The first time we were able to ever be alone, I was able to get her worked up enough that at first she agreed to take off her shirt. We fooled around for a long while like this and she insisted that she wasn’t going to take off her pants. Eventually I was able to stimulate her through her jeans enough that I was able to convince her to take them off with the promise that it would feel so much better.
That was the first time I saw her tiny, tight pussy. It was pink and shaved. She was so thin and the affect of it being shaved made it look like she was much younger. I proceeded to lick and kiss her clit and play with her tits. After she orgasmed several times, she kissed me and played with my balls to help me cum.
It wasn’t until much later that we had intercourse and it wasn’t until about a month before our wedding that we had intercourse on a regular basis. Of course in the years leading up to our marriage we fooled around, mostly me giving her oral sex and she clumsily tried to suck the head of my dick, but would usually just play with my balls and wait for me to cum by my own hand.
Hopefully this little introduction has given you some idea as to how inexperienced she was when we met, and how inexperienced she has remained. All of her prudishness and discomfort when it came to sex, began to fade away about a week ago though.
Now, let me start off by saying that I am in no way the most experienced man when it comes to sex, but I have indulged in a few things in my past and I have had even more fantasies and done reading and research on the internet.
So needless to say I was craving a bit more from our sex life at times. Don’t get me wrong, she is easily the most attractive woman I have ever been with. For how thin she is, she has a perfectly ample ass and 32B size tits that are perfectly perky with youth. The way she physically looks is just enough to make up for her clumsiness and unwillingness to try new things in the bedroom.
Even something as simple as dirty talk, she is unwillingly to do most of the time. I’ve told her all of my fantasies, including those with her being taken by other men. She has told me little in return.
As I said, all of this has begun to change in the last week.
You see, she is not a big drinker… Shock. Personally I love a cold beer and occasionally she will have a daiquiri or a pina colda. Finally though I was able to talk her into going out last Saturday night and just sitting down in a comfortable little restaurant/bar and having some drinks to get out of the house.
She remembered that she had ***** a White Russian one time and decided to get the bartender to make one of those. I was happy to pay the outrageous bar prices for a mixed drink if it meant she might loosen up and have some kinky sex with me later that night.
Along with all of her other qualities, she is very shy in social situations but after about 2 and a half White Russians she began to talk a little louder. Which was good because more people were sitting at the bar from when we first came in and it was getting hard to hear anything anyone said.
A couple of guys sat down next to us after a while and I was complaining about something on Sportscenter on the TV in the bar. They over heard me and we started talking about Football. They were around my age (I’m 27 now). One was a white guy and the other a black guy and they had apparently come with each other, obviously friends.
After our conversation, we all introduced ourselves to one another and they offered to buy me and my wife a drink. (You’d actually be surprised how many guys will buy other guys drinks when you agree on something when it has to do with sports)
Eventually they began to talk amongst themselves and my wife had just finished her 4th White Russian. She leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, “Were you serious all those times you said you wanted to see me suck another guy off?”
I told her that I was serious, that I thought about it almost every day.
She leaned back over to me and whispered again, “I wouldn’t mind sucking one of those guys.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Even with her being buzzed or *****, I couldn’t believe she would actually admit to a fantasy, let alone with this many people around.
I asked her which one, exactly. She sheepishly smiled and shrugged. I felt as though she needed me to egg her on.
“Well? Just tell me, which one?” I asked again.
Again, she wouldn’t answer and sipped on her drink that only had ice cubes in it by this point.
“Maybe both?” I asked.
She didn’t say anything and actually turned on her barstool away from me to face the TV.
“Really?” I asked, continuing not to believe it.
I began to wonder if this was some plot by her to just get me really worked up so I would go home and fuck her good.
“Okay,” I said. “I’ll just ask them if they want to come over to our house and drink some beers over there.”
I said this just to get a response out of her, to see what she was actually up to.
“Go for it,” she turned back to face me in her barstool.
“Are you serious? Because I’ll do it right now.” I said warningly.
“If you want,” she replied.
I was getting a little frustrated by this point. She always makes me come up with ideas and suggestions and never offers up an answer herself.
“It’s up to you!” I said.
“Then ask them,” she rolled her eyes.
I then waited for them to end their conversation and got their attention again.
“Hey guys, the drinks are a lot cheaper at our house. If you guys want to come hang out, we’d love to have some company over.”
They discussed it over a moment, asking questions like how far away we lived. Eventually they decided they were getting low on cash and didn’t have nearly enough drinks in them so they agreed.
I had only drank two beers and decided that since I have a high tolerance and am a bigger guy, I could drive us home. I wasn’t sure how many beers they had drank there at the bar or before they arrived but Ryan (the white guy) drove his car and followed us to our house.
After I ********** the beers I had to use the restroom. Ryan and Anthony were sitting on the couch and Rachel was in the kitchen wandering about. I returned downstairs after about 3 or 4 minutes and what I saw made my cock immediately become rock hard.
My pretty, nerdy, white wife who had never touched any other guy’s dick but mine was on her knees in front of the couch stroking two dicks that dwarfed mine.
“She um, said you were cool with it.” Anthony spoke up first.
Rachel didn’t even look back, knowing I was in the room. Instead she lowered her head on Anthony’s black cock for the first time. She had been waiting for me to get in the room to go this far.
“Yeah,” I said amazed. “It’s fine.”
“Good, because she so sexy.” Ryan said, a bit relieved.
