Over the past few weeks, ever since I discovered that my wife Tina was indulging in erotic fantasies and self gratification, our marriage seemed to have taken an exciting new twist and turned into a sexual roller-coaster ride.
Our latest escapade, which had been intricately planned and arranged by Tina, got us embroiled in a pleasurable experiment replete with illicit fantasies and elaborate role play. And, as a fringe benefit, my wife even took advantage of an unexpected opportunity to get physically familiar with a total stranger - a young stud by the name of Paul - on the dance floor.
Now, one week after the latest adventure, Tina and I had shared our thoughts and feelings about her encounter with Paul, and she had expressed tremendous excitement about the prospect of her making out with him.
As we made our way up the stairs, I asked Tina how she felt about her upcoming meeting with her latest dream guy.
"I can't wait to be taken by him," she confessed, talking very slowly, "It's been building up, and now it's become unbearable. I want it even more badly now, darling, knowing that I have your full support."
When we reached the landing at the top of the staircase, we stood facing each other for a while. Tina looked beautiful, and she looked so innocent and helpless, like a sacrificial lamb resigned to its fate.
"You're going to be a whore for a nineteen-year old kid," I taunted her, as I took hold of her long teeshirt by its hem and pulled it up and off over her head. She wasn't wearing anything underneath. "You're going to be his naked whore."
Tina was startled at being unexpectedly disrobed and instinctively moved one hand down to cover her naked crotch, while her other hand tried to cover her breasts.
"Skip your little act of modesty. It's a little too late for that. Your young friend is going to have every part of you. No point trying to hide anything now. Just wait here while I check to see if he's ready."
I headed for our bedroom door, bringing her teeshirt along, leaving her standing stark naked in the corridor.
Once inside the room, I opened my briefcase and took out the extra large dildo that I had picked up from the neighborhood sex shop. It felt very fleshy to the touch, just like the real thing. I placed the dildo on the bedside table. Then I took a soft scarf from the wardrobe drawer and brought it along with me.
As I walked out through the door, I turned to look back into the room and said, "Relax, dude, she's going to be all your's. I want you to give it to her real good."
My wife stood faithfully exactly where I had left her. She was still trying to act coy, her hands placed over strategic areas to safeguard her modesty. But she looked somewhat puzzled about what was going on.
"I'm feeling nervous," she said as I approached her, "He's so young and full of lust. I hope he doesn't hurt me."
"Don't worry," I reassured her, "You should be able to handle him."
"What's that for?" she asked, looking at me folding the scarf into a narrow band.
"A blindfold. To cover your eyes. I want you to enjoy all that your young lover has to offer, but I don't want you to see him. It will be purely physical sex."
"Oh?" she murmured, turning around to let me tie the scarf over her eyes.
"Feels comfortable?" I asked.
"Yeah, it's fine," she responded, as I took her hand and led her towards the room.
Entering the bedroom, I helped Tina get to the bed. She sat on the edge of the bed, looking quite lost.
"Okay darling, I'll leave you now with your lover. He'll take care of you," I said to Tina, gently rubbing her on her shoulder, "I'll be downstairs catching up on some reading."
Then, after a little pause, with my hand still resting reassuringly on her shoulder, I said, "Okay, dude, she's all yours. She's my wife, but now she's gonna be your woman. And while she's yours, give her all you have."
I took my hand off her shoulder and went to the door. As I slammed it shut, I heard my wife exclaim, "Oh my god ... "
I walked slowly back towards the bed. Along the way I picked up the dildo from the bedside table.
"Paul?" she whispered, "Is that you, Paul?"
"Yes," I answered, very softly.
"Has my husband left the room, Paul?" she asked.
"Yes," I replied.
I sat down beside her on the edge of the bed, placing the dildo just next to me on the bed.
"Paul," she whispered, "You know how much I've been thinking of you? You know how much I've been longing and yearning for you?"
I stretched my hand out to take her hand in mine and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"Oh, Paul," she said, turning towards me, "Put your arm around me, Paul. Put your arm around my naked body. Hold me, Paul. I want you to hold me."
Still holding her hand in mine, I wrapped my other arm around her waist and pulled her closer to me.
"It feels so nice, Paul," Tina whispered, "It feels so nice to be in your arms. I really missed you, Paul. I really wanted to be yours that night. Kiss me, Paul, kiss me on my lips. I know you wanted to kiss me that night. I'm sorry I didn't let you. Kiss me now, Paul. My lips are all yours."
I brought my lips to meet hers, and she received them passionately. We kissed long, and we kissed deep, I probed the sweet recesses of her mouth with my tongue, and she let her tongue wrestle with mine.
"Oh, Paul," she murmured, as my lips finally parted from hers, "I love your young lips. You kiss so well."
Now Tina let her arm creep over my shoulder and around the back of my neck. My own arm tightened its hold around her slender waist. I felt very excited playing out this fantasy of my wife's encounter with her young friend. My crotch was already beginning to ache from the strong erection that was gripping me.
Tina let one hand wander to the bulge in my pants. She gave my cock a little squeeze through the material of my pants.
"Oh my god," she exclaimed, "You are already so big and hard. This is the same monster that was pressing against my tummy that night. Why don't you take off your clothes, Paul? I want you to be naked like me."
It didn't take me long to get out of my clothes. Then I picked up the large dildo and held it in front of my lower abdomen.
Now Tina's hands began to explore my body, feeling my naked chest and abdomen. As her hand moved lower down, I let her get hold of the dildo. She was startled by the very size of it.
"Paul!" she exclaimed, "You are so huge! You're so much bigger than my husband!"
Tina bent forward to take the dildo in her mouth. I thought that she would choke when she shoved a substantial amount of the dummy male flesh into the depths of her oral cavity. Then, withdrawing it from her mouth, she began to lick the head and then the shaft right down to the balls.
"Fuck me in my mouth, Paul," she begged, as she lay back on the bed, "Fuck me with that big cock of yours."
I got onto the bed, straddling her chest. She brought her hands up to hold me at my hips. I grabbed the dildo from her, brought it to her mouth and let it probe between her closed lips.