My Summer In Rememberance
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I have been happily married for 18 years. I am 41 and she is 38. My wife is beautiful and the sex has always been great with her. The only problem was for some reason, just me having sex with my wife just wasn’t enough. For some reason, I have always had this fantasy of watching her have sex with another man. Just the mere thought of this happening would give me a raging erection. Any time I masturbated, the only thing I would think about is her with another man.
Finally this fantasy got so strong, I decided to approach her with this and see how she reacted. I had always heard that any couple thinking about sharing partners had to be in a very strong marriage in order for it to work. I felt like we were in a strong marriage, and could talk to each other about anything. The only problem I was facing was how to approach her with this. Seriously, how does a man approach his beautiful wife of 18 years and tell her that he wants to watch her fuck another man?
So we went out one night like we do sometimes and had a few drinks. Once I had a little liquid courage in me, I decided to tell her about my fantasy. Granted I didn’t just blurt it out, but I was pretty straightforward in telling her that I had this very strong urge for her to have sex with another man. Of course her reaction was as expected. Although she didn’t seem too outraged by the notion, she definitely was shocked by what I had told her.
She told me that she didn’t see how watching her fuck another man would be a turn on. I told her that I can’t describe it, but the feeling I get when I think about it is one that can’t be compared to anything else that I have ever felt. The way my blood starts boiling and the overall feeling I get when I think about it is unreal. Of course I was getting an erection as I was telling her about this.
She asked me if I had cheated on her and this is my way of getting rid of the guilt. I completely understand why someone would think that, but I told her that this has nothing to do with me wanting any other woman. I told her that she is the only woman that I want. We decided to call it a night. When we got home, there seemed to be some sexual tension in the air, so we went to the bedroom and had some amazing sex.
A few weeks went by, but nothing was said about our conversation. We were both slightly intoxicated that night, so I was wondering if it ever sank in. All of a sudden one evening, she told me that although she really doesn’t really understand why a man would want to see another man fuck his own wife, she would do it if it was really what I wanted. I told her I definitely wanted it to happen.
She told me that she had a couple of rules that she wanted to get straight before we continued with this. First of all, she told me that it could not be with anyone either one of us knows. She said she felt it would create too weird of a situation socially. This was fine with me. I figured unless she had someone specific in mind, I never thought it would be with any of the people we personally know. She also said that she didn’t feel comfortable with me watching her, and didn’t think she would be able to go through with it if I was just sitting right there staring at her. Although I was a little disappointed by this, I definitely understood. I man really, who wants to be watched like that regardless of what they are doing?
A few days had passed, and I heard about a convention that would be in town over the weekend. I figured this might be a good opportunity for her to meet someone. I figured any convention worth its name is going to have horny guys around the local bars looking to hook up.
When I got home, I told my wife about the convention, and she thought it was a good idea. I told her I had an idea about the fact that she didn’t want me to watch. I told her I understood where she was coming from, but it seemed to be a big part of this fantasy. I asked her if she would be ok with us renting adjoining rooms at a nice downtown hotel and leave the adjoining doors open while she was in the other room with the man.
I told her that I would just stay in the other room, and at least I could hear them. I assured her that she wouldn’t ever know I’m there. After a short pause, she agreed. We agreed that after she was done, I would join her in her room and the other guy could clean up in the adjoining room.
My wife and I were able to reserve adjoining rooms at a nice hotel downtown. We decided we were going to get ready there. As usual, I got ready fairly quickly and was just waiting for my wife to get ready. After a while, I heard her come out. My God she looked gorgeous!
She had a black dress with black stockings and some heels that were to die for. Her hair and makeup were perfect. She didn’t say so, but I could tell she put on a little extra makeup to give her just a little added sex appeal. (Not that she needed it!) I always knew she was gorgeous, but I don’t think I have seen her look this sexy in a long time. I wanted to throw her on the bed right then and start fucking her, but I knew we were there for another reason.
She went downstairs to the crowded bar alone. I waited about 30 minutes and then headed down there myself to see what was happening. Since the bar was very crowded, it took me a while to find her. When I finally saw her, I noticed she was talking to a very tall black guy. My heart started pounding. I could feel my blood start boiling just from seeing her flirting with this guy. We had never talked about what type of man she was going to try to find, but it looks like she hit the jackpot. This guy had to be 6’5, was bald, and man was he built. I grabbed a drink and found an open barstool.
After a while, I could really tell she was having a good time. There were a few other guys around my wife too, but I assumed they were just this guy’s friends and were keeping their distance. She was flirting hard with this guy. Every time I looked up, she was giggling and seemed to really be enjoying this guy’s company. She even flicked her hair a few times, which is the same flirty move that she did the first time we were together. I don’t know how many drinks she had, but I figured she must have had a pretty strong buzz going. By this time, they were sitting close.
He had his hand on her knee, just barely below the edge of her dress. Their conversation seemed to be getting serious and then it happened! He slowly moved toward her and whispered something in her ear. As he moved toward her, he slid his hand up her silky stocking and kept it there as he was whispering to her. When he stopped talking, they both starred at each other. A few seconds later, she picked up her phone and started texting me. She said that they are heading back to the room. She said that she had told him about us and that I would be in the adjoining room. Apparently he was ok with it. So I watched them walk away. The sight of my beautiful wife walking away arm in arm with this stud is one that I will never forget.
I waited for a couple of minutes and headed back to my room. When I got
there, my wife was in the bathroom. When she came out, I immediately saw that
she had reapplied her makeup and replaced her hot dress with a pink babydoll
that barely covered the tip of her black thigh highs. She looked as gorgeous as
she ever had. She slowly walked by me, told me she loved me, and walked through
the adjoining doors into the other room. I immediately got as close to the door
as I could so I could hear them. I heard him come out of the bathroom and told
my wife that she looked beautiful. I heard them start to kiss.
At this point, I was already as hard as I can ever remember. I still had my jeans on, but I could fell my cock pulsating at the thought of this huge man getting ready to take my little wife. There was silence for a bit, but then I hard him start to moan. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I decided to peek through the doorway. I could not believe my eyes. I saw my wife’s mouth around this man’s massive cock. This was my first glimpse, but I am guessing he had to be at least 8 or 9 inches. My little wife was doing everything she could to get her mouth around it.
She was slowly taking his massive cock back and forth in her mouth. No words will ever be able to describe the feeling I had as I was watching this. It had to be the most erotic thing I have ever seen. She probably sucked on him for a good 15 minutes. Slowly taking his cock in and out of her mouth and running her tongue up and down his huge shaft. When she finally stopped, she looked up at him.
He picked her up and gently placed her on the bed. He slowly ran his hand all over her body as she quivered to his every touch. I was worried that she was going to see me watching, but it didn’t take me long to figure out that I was the last thing on her mind. He continued to rub his fingertips all over her body until he slowly spread her legs apart. He started kissing her breasts and then slowly made his way down to her belly button and then he slowly started to lick her clit. As he started to run his long tongue around my wife’s pussy, her back arched with ecstasy.
I don’t think I have ever seen her do that before. I had always thought that I had given her all the pleasure that she needed, but it was obvious that I hadn’t. He slowly moved his tongue up and down her slit, going a little deeper with each pass. My wife was softly moaning with every pass. After a while, his tongue was all the way inside my wife’s pussy. As he moved his tongue in and out of her, I noticed her back arched even more and her moans got louder. He went on and on for what seemed like an eternity. I could hear my wife’s moans get more intense until finally she had an orgasm.
Her whole body was quivering as he continued to move his tongue in and out. It was fairly dark, but I could se my wife’s juices flowing out of her pussy. When she finally settled down, he pulled his tongue out. He slowly worked his way up so he could position himself inside of her. After putting on a condom, he lined his massive cock up to my wife’s pussy and started rubbing the tip of his head around her clit.
Each time, he would put a little bid more of his monster inside my wife’s tight little pussy. I knew she had never been with anyone this big, and he was about to put me to shame. As he was rubbing his cock against her, she was starting to breathe hard with an occasional moan.
He was still going slowly, but he started to get more aggressive with trying to get inside of her. Each time he would push a little further in, she would breathe harder and moan louder. All of a sudden, he rocked himself away from her and then pushed himself all the way inside of her. She moaned louder than I had ever heard her moan before.
Her hands clinched onto the bed as he pulled back and inserted his entire length again. Each time he would go in and out, I could see her tiny little pussy being stretched back and forth. He would go slow for a while and then speed it up for a while. I don’t know exactly how long this went on, but I have to think at least an hour. The look on my wife’s face was that of sheer ecstasy. She seemed to like everything he was doing to her. After a while, his moans were starting to match hers. I could tell he was getting ready to shoot his massive load. He started pumping her harder and harder.
My wife’s moans got louder and louder until finally she had her 2nd orgasm. As her body started pulsating again, he gave his massive cock one last thrust and started ejaculating. I could see my wife’s juices flowing out of her pussy, leaving a huge puddle on the bed. He kept himself inside her for several more minutes while they kissed passionately. He finally pulled himself out of her and got up.
He grabbed his clothes and asked my wife if he could use the adjoining bedroom to shower and clean up. She told him sure and let him know that he could sleep in there if he wanted. He said it might be a good idea if he stays in there for a while since he was tired and had a long drive home. He walked into the adjoining room where I was, and quickly walked by me. Needless to say, I had the most raging erection that I could have ever imagined. I just witnessed the most intense lovemaking session that I had ever seen, never mind the fact that it was my wife and another man.
I quickly walked through the doorway and shut both adjoining doors behind me. I saw my wife lying there with a look of pure satisfaction on her face. The bed was drenched with both their juices since he had taken the condom off right after he was done. I walked over to the bed and immediately and started to fuck her hard. Feeling her freshly fucked stretched out pussy around my cock was something that I will never be able to describe. Since I was ready to blow well before we started having sex, it only took me a few minutes to finish. I pulled myself off of her and we both fell asleep in each other’s arms.
A few hours later, I was awakened by the noise of my wife getting out of bed. I asked her what was wrong, but she didn’t answer me. She started walking toward the adjoining door and opened our half and started knocking on the adjoining door. Frantically I asked her what she was doing. Again, she didn’t answer me. After a few seconds of knocking, the black stud that had just given my wife so much pleasure just a few hours earlier was standing at the doorway in his boxers.
She immediately embraced him and started kissing him. Of course I had an immediate erection as I watched this go on. It was obvious that my wife needed more from this stud and his massive cock. I started to move toward the doorway as they walked into his room, but my heart dropped when she closed and locked the door behind her. I was infuriated and started moving toward the door with the intention of knocking it down if I had to. About half way between the bed and the door, I realized that I was just as turned on if not more turned on by the fact that my wife shut the door and needed time alone with this man.
After realizing this, I moved close to the door so I could at least attempt to hear what was going on. I heard the now familiar sound of slurping and him moaning, so I knew his massive cock was in her mouth again. This went on for a few minutes and then all of a sudden I heard my wife start moaning. I figured he was down on her again, getting her good and ready for their next session. I heard her moans get louder and louder until she had yet another orgasm. There was a short silence and then I heard her tell him to lie on his back because she wanted to feel what it was like to be on top of him.
I heard her start to moan again. I could just picture her stretched pussy slowly moving down his massive cock inch by inch. I heard her moans get faster and louder, so I knew he must have been ramming himself inside of her as she was moving down on him. This went on for quite a while until finally I could hear my wife having another orgasm. I couldn’t believe what was happening. When we were younger, I would be able to give her 2 orgasms at the most, even on a good night. I waited a little while, but it was obvious my wife wasn’t coming back to our room. So I went back to the bed and eventually fell asleep.
The next morning, I heard my wife come back into the room and head straight for the shower. When she got out, she asked me if I had fun watching a stranger with a huge cock fuck her last night. I told her I did like it very much. When I asked her if she liked it, she simply smiled. Needless to say, we had quite a conversation on the way home!
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Daniel wove through the crowded hall, acknowledging guests and courtiers, exchanging pleasantries and well wishes all the while focusing on Sir John who was engaged in conversation with the Duke and Duchess of Clarington. As Daniel sidled up to John, the Duke, a rather flagrant and boisterous boot-licker, launched into a flattery strewn tribute to the prince which amused John to no end. He knew of Daniel’s distaste for insincerity and false praise. But being the honoree made one prone to such...
Standing in his tunic the Prince examined the ring. It was truly a work of art. He remembered when he first saw the completed ring, before knighting John. It was a breathtaking masterpiece: a thick silver band with scrollwork; a faceted square ruby clutch set into 4 prongs. He remembered taking John's hand and slipping the ring onto his finger as the soon-to-be-knight knelt before him.“Rise, Knight,” he had said to John. “Rise and be known from here on as Sir John.”John had stood, flushed...
NIGHTCLUBBING IN A MINISKIRT By Satinmaid, under direction from Mistress Lisa My girlfriend Jane asked me to wear a skirt for her one day. She just mentioned it straight out of the blue. I was sitting in the living room waiting for her to get ready as we were supposed to be going to a club. I had on black jeans, boots and a long sleeved black top under my leather jacket. The club was a sort of industrial/goth sort of place. Jane came into the living room. She looked great...
Upon collecting themselves from their mental escapades, the two momentarily went about the business of returning to their respective roles. Sir John finished grooming Oroboros and the Prince took leave to prepare for the evening’s festivities. He could not help but marvel at Sir John’s consideration…a welcome home feast, the next day’s hunt…even an indulgent bath…no detail was too small. So great was the Prince’s exuberance, he bounded up the castle steps three at a time and sprinted through...
Sir John had heard Prince Daniel's return before he actually saw him. It was Oroboros that gave his Prince's arrival away: the steady rhythm of the horse’s hooves on the cobbled entry of Strathmore.Several years ago, during a campaign in Greece, he found this stallion…neither a war horse, nor battle trained but an exceptionally smart equine. The two grew together as rider and steed should, their relationship slowly evolving into companionship. Giving the horse to the Prince as a gift was an...
Upon the fifth day of ceremonies and solemnity to honor the fallen heroes of the Allied kingdoms, the remembrance celebrations concluded. Prince Daniel, eager to return to his duties as chief historian and royal archivist, (and also to ‘restore company’ with Sir John), bid his compatriots adieu and mounted his faithful steed, Oroboros. Sitting upright with the authority befitting his station, straight backed and chest out, a solid but gentle grip on the reins and his feet planted firmly in the...
Sir John's sleeping quarters were perfectly adequate. More than adequate in fact. His quarters, while spartan, contained almost everything to make him comfortable: his bed (of straw covered in furs during the winter, a light wool blanket in the warmer months) just large enough for him to stretch out to sleep, a chest made of alderwood having the Prince's coat of arms inlaid with ash (a gift from the Prince himself), a modest campaign desk and a small stool. The stone walls were secure around...
It was 2 days before the weekend of Great Remembrance and Prince Daniel not wanting to leave his favorite knight Sir John without saying farewell, stealthily made his way through the dark and damp castle passages into the knights’ quarters. The heavy oak door creaked as it lazily opened to reveal the sight of Sir John, asleep on a makeshift mattress of wool and fur…his well toned, naked body splayed across the bedding and bathed in the moonlight shining through a nearby window. What a sight to...
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Note: This story contains objectionable content. Minors are encouraged to find something else to read. As for those who believe gender transformational fiction is sinful and evil, you can stop reading now. Go back to undermining free speech. Authors Notes: At the end of the three tales that follow, this universe will be open to any author. Before then, please email me at [email protected] for the specifics. This tale, in itself, contains NO TG, but sets the stage for the ones that...
Author's Notes: This is the first story in a new TF/TG universe. This universe will be open to any author at the end of the third tale. Comments and suggestions are GREATLY appreciated. A thanks to Brooke for pointing out a few things that should've been obvious to me. This story contains sexual content, course language and should not be viewed by minors. Nightblade: Spirit of Radio By Lucretia "This is Katie at Ninety-two-point-nine, WDTH. Goodnight." Moment's later, a pretty...
Author's Note: This is the second in a soon-to-be open universe. Rules and some guidelines are listed at the end of the story. Any resemblance to reality, and you should think about professional help. I would really appreciate any comments regarding this story, either by using the 'Add Review' link, or by email at [email protected] This story is dedicated to its editor, whom wished to remain unnamed. Nightblade: The Lawyer By Lucretia "Court is adjourned until nine A.M....
This is an dream I had lastnight. I do know the woman in the dream. I have wanted her for almost an year. Shes 5 foot 5, her breasts are b maybe c cup, she has black hair, she white and she wears thick black glasses but her still is somewhere between punk and emo.Another guy and I are standing in an large department store when Tiffany comes out of some room. The other man and I talk her and we find an empty room. He and I take turns stripping her down. He takes off her shirt and bra and I take...
going out to the bar was something i didnt do often. I usually was a more reserved type of guy .So on this night i dont know what lead me to a strip bar but there i was with a facefull of tittys and ass and throwing back shots of henny when suddenly i was approached by this beatiful woman by the name of red you see this woman was not any ordainary woman this woman knew what she wanted and knew what she liked she was a freak im talking the true def.....of nasty, sheliked objects in her ass she...
She knew she shouldn’t be doing it as she crept towards their bedroom but with her daughter at school and Tony deep in the arms of Morpheus it was a too good a chance to miss. Stealthily she moved, careful not to make a sound. She wasn't sure what would happen once she reached the edge of the bed. Katherine knew exactly what she wanted, but she had no idea what his reaction would be to her presence and the thought of being rejected absolutely terrified her, but she was willing to take the...
Love StoriesStanding outside the club, daring myself to go in, I just wished the local t-girl I was to meet hadn't cancelled. It seemed a great plan...on solo holiday in the Algarve going to a gurl friendly club with a local who knew the place. Right I'll go in for one drink so my night wasn't totally wasted. Inside the club was fairly busy with a long bar ahead and booths lining the walls. I walked carefully over to the bar...didn't want to trip up in my stilettos. A friendly barmaid took my...
1. Casey Rodgers waited back stage at the Civic Center, his tummy fluttering with excitement. It was shownight for his dancing school, and everyone was rushing about frantically preparing for their numbers. Very soon, he'd be out on stage dancing before a large audience, the culmination of months of exhausting rehearsals. The long period of training had left him as tense as a tightly strung bow. The murmuring crowds he'd seen out in the theatre had added considerably to his last...
I'm sure almost every one of my classmates would consider our 8th grade English class with Mrs. Jensen extremely dull and at times excruciatingly boring. How important was it really to include a subject sentence in your first paragraph? I don't think the real world worked that way. And who cares what the difference between a simile and an analogy was? It was all comparisons. Both Ferraris and Corvettes were adequate descriptions of fast cars. Why would I need to describe what kind of fast...