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 stared at me for just a moment, and then the corner of her mouth pulled into half a smirk. "Well, next time we have sex I'll take that under consideration."
For a couple of months, I let the thought sink in. I didn't want to push things too hard and ruin my fantasy, so the next time I brought it up, we were both a little tipsy. I had just enough courage to say something while we were playing in bed. We were kissing and both down to our underwear. I stopped kissing her and stared deep into her blue-green eyes.
"I want you to close your eyes."
"Why?"
"Just do it."
"Fine."
She closed her eyes, and I moved my hands over her body in a way that was different then ever. While stroking her body, I positioned a different pressure on her skin, a different rhythm of stroking her skin, and a different way of breathing around her. Everything about the way I handled my lustful wife was different.
"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 closed.
"The man with the tight blue shorts on and thick brown hair?"
"Yes, him."
"Baby, I've told you that I only think he is cute. I would never do anything to hurt you."
"Shhhhh. Don't be ashamed. It's ok. This game is about you, not me. Just relax and enjoy this. 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..."
I moved my hand up her thigh in a much more forceful way than I had ever dreamed, and her thigh twitched apart as if to spread. Taking advantage of her parting thighs I grabbed at her underwear over the crotch, brushing her wetting pussy with my knuckles, and pulled her panties down about seven inches. I pulled her panties so hard, they slipped from under her weight. My hand found its way over her pussy, feeling the heat radiating from the landing strip above her clit to the bottom of her vulva.
"Do you want him inside of you?"
She kept her eyes closed, and after a pause, "Do you want his finger inside of you?"
With the slightest moan, she spread her legs as much as she could, stretching the fabric of her panties. "Yes. Please, touch me. I want to feel his finger in my body."
"Do you want his muscles working his finger – back and forth – inside of you?"
"Yes...do it."
I rubbed my hand forcefully over her mound and then curled my ring finger up and in, spreading her hot vaginal folds and entering into her wetness. Her body shivered with pleasure as I used my other hand to tear her already flimsy panties from her body. I whispered in her ear "Oh, my God, honey ... You really like the way he touches you. Do you want him to taste you?"
She moaned out a yes and with that I moved my face down to her hot slippery sex. My tongue and my mouth moved in a way she had never felt before. I licked her at different speeds. I entered two fingers forcefully inside her body, and when she moved her hand on to my head to control the speed of her pleasure, I grabbed her hand and in a tight grip held it down on the bed. She knew who was in control, and by the way she thrashed her hips while my tongue drank her sex, she absolutely loved it. Her mouth opened into a giggle and descended into heavy breathing and then a deep moan of pure ecstasy.
I looked up from her heated sex and said, "Tell me what he is doing to you, baby."
"... He is licking me and tasting me....he's making me feel good....oh so....good."
"Is he better than me? Its ok, you can tell me."
In the throes of passion, she opened up her mouth and said, "Yessssss," And with that, she burst into the throes of an orgasm that I had never seen. Her body shook; her pussy was drenched and out of her mouth purred the loveliest sound of lust. "Enter me...Enter me now."
I entered her cumming pussy, stroking in and out slowly, imagining her inner walls covered with another man's cum. I built up speed and thrust myself deeper and deeper into her body as she held me close. Her sizzling pussy felt incredible around my cock, and in no time at all I peaked and released my orgasm into her waiting 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 mischievous grin said, "Maybe not..."
To be continued if you would like...
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 stared at me for just a moment, and then the corner of her mouth pulled into half a smirk. "Well, next time we have sex I'll take that under consideration."
For a couple of months, I let the thought sink in. I didn't want to push things too hard and ruin my fantasy, so the next time I brought it up, we were both a little tipsy. I had just enough courage to say something while we were playing in bed. We were kissing and both down to our underwear. I stopped kissing her and stared deep into her blue-green eyes.
"I want you to close your eyes."
"Why?"
"Just do it."
"Fine."
She closed her eyes, and I moved my hands over her body in a way that was different then ever. While stroking her body, I positioned a different pressure on her skin, a different rhythm of stroking her skin, and a different way of breathing around her. Everything about the way I handled my lustful wife was different.
"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 closed.
"The man with the tight blue shorts on and thick brown hair?"
"Yes, him."
"Baby, I've told you that I only think he is cute. I would never do anything to hurt you."
"Shhhhh. Don't be ashamed. It's ok. This game is about you, not me. Just relax and enjoy this. 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..."
I moved my hand up her thigh in a much more forceful way than I had ever dreamed, and her thigh twitched apart as if to spread. Taking advantage of her parting thighs I grabbed at her underwear over the crotch, brushing her wetting pussy with my knuckles, and pulled her panties down about seven inches. I pulled her panties so hard, they slipped from under her weight. My hand found its way over her pussy, feeling the heat radiating from the landing strip above her clit to the bottom of her vulva.
"Do you want him inside of you?"
She kept her eyes closed, and after a pause, "Do you want his finger inside of you?"
With the slightest moan, she spread her legs as much as she could, stretching the fabric of her panties. "Yes. Please, touch me. I want to feel his finger in my body."
"Do you want his muscles working his finger – back and forth – inside of you?"
"Yes...do it."
I rubbed my hand forcefully over her mound and then curled my ring finger up and in, spreading her hot vaginal folds and entering into her wetness. Her body shivered with pleasure as I used my other hand to tear her already flimsy panties from her body. I whispered in her ear "Oh, my God, honey ... You really like the way he touches you. Do you want him to taste you?"
She moaned out a yes and with that I moved my face down to her hot slippery sex. My tongue and my mouth moved in a way she had never felt before. I licked her at different speeds. I entered two fingers forcefully inside her body, and when she moved her hand on to my head to control the speed of her pleasure, I grabbed her hand and in a tight grip held it down on the bed. She knew who was in control, and by the way she thrashed her hips while my tongue drank her sex, she absolutely loved it. Her mouth opened into a giggle and descended into heavy breathing and then a deep moan of pure ecstasy.
I looked up from her heated sex and said, "Tell me what he is doing to you, baby."
"... He is licking me and tasting me....he's making me feel good....oh so....good."
"Is he better than me? Its ok, you can tell me."
In the throes of passion, she opened up her mouth and said, "Yessssss," And with that, she burst into the throes of an orgasm that I had never seen. Her body shook; her pussy was drenched and out of her mouth purred the loveliest sound of lust. "Enter me...Enter me now."
I entered her cumming pussy, stroking in and out slowly, imagining her inner walls covered with another man's cum. I built up speed and thrust myself deeper and deeper into her body as she held me close. Her sizzling pussy felt incredible around my cock, and in no time at all I peaked and released my orgasm into her waiting 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 mischievous grin said, "Maybe not..."
To be continued if you would like...