Free Use Experiment

A young couple learn of a new fantasy and give it a try.

Ed got home from the bar in time for Friday night dinner with Gina. He was always on time and Gina knew she could count on him. Even a little tipsy, Ed was looking forward to a nice dinner and a quiet evening at home. Gina was too. The week was over and life was good.

A topic had come up among Ed's buddies at the bar that stuck in his mind. They called it Free Use Sex. Apparently, some couples make an agreement that one can engage in sex of any sort with the other at any time they feel like it. The partner can't refuse but need not participate exactly. The origin of this practice was of course porn videos on the internet. The subject raised so many questions in Ed's mind that he thought he would need to do some research.

Gina set down her fork and picked up her wine glass and looked at Ed.

"You seem a little preoccupied," she said.

Ed snapped back to the present and quickly lied,

"Just thinking about how we're going to get those awnings up on the back windows."

"Uh-huh", Gina replied a little skeptically.

"We'll figure it out," he said and stood. "I'm going to queue up Jeopardy!"

Gina stood also, picked up the plates and said, "I'll be right there."

A quiet evening at home.

Parked at their usual ends of the sofa, Ed and Gina watched their usual line-up of shows on the tube. Ed, however, was still distracted. He glanced at his wife more often than normal. She looked especially tasty tonight for some reason. He liked the look of her legs stretching out in front of her. Were those shorts new? They sure were short. Her hands were relaxed in her lap and Ed was proud of his wife's flat tummy. He also liked the profile of her breasts: not huge but of a nice feminine proportion. And the face he'd fallen in love with. Wide-set blue eyes framed by slightly unruly dirty blond hair. Her expression was always ready to be amused but slightly ironic.

For her part, Gina was enjoying the evening. She wasn't troubled by thoughts of work tomorrow. In fact, things were going smoothly since they closed out the month and that pain in the ass, Martha decided to up and retire. Still, there was a slight disturbance in the atmosphere there in the living room. Was it her imagination or was Ed distracted by something.

She put the show on pause, made to get up and said,

"I'm getting a little more wine. You want any?"

He held out his glass and said, "Sure."

As she left the room, Ed admired her shapely bottom filling out those shorts. He felt a stirring in his own shorts. What if they left the show on pause and took on a new activity for a while?

Gina came back and set each glass on the end table of the couch. She sat down and said,

"What happened to the remote?"

Ed scootched over to her end of the couch, put a hand on her breast and said,

"Suppose we did some live action rather than remote for a change?"

Gina grinned and said, "Worth a try, I guess!"

Ed leaned in and kissed her ear. Gina giggled, shivered and put a hand in Ed's lap finding his cock rather prominent in his shorts. She turned her head and kissed him gently at first. But then the spirit moved them both and the kissing grew more passionate. Ed's hand was massaging Gina's breast through her top and bra while, in his own lap his stirring grew also.

Ed then lifted the hem of Gina's top and with her help removed it over her head. She turned so his practiced hands could unhook her bra. He resumed massaging now with both hands.

"Hmm, that feels good," she said.

He shut her up with renewed kissing, now with more urgency. She kissed him back the same way, both tongues dueling, exploring. The wine seemed to add a lightness, a fluidity to their passion. Ed's kisses wandered from Gina's lips to her cheek to her jawline then her neck. She leaned her head back as he nibbled the skin of her neck threatening to leave a hickey. But he continued to skip across her chest. Both hands now gripped her boob and presented the nipple to his mouth. He teased the nipple to plump prominence with his tongue, a little bit of teeth and finally full suction.

"Oooh," she commented.

As Ed switched to her other tit, Gina eased up from massaging his dick through his pants.

Ed said, "May I help you?"

He then stood up and in seconds dropped his shorts and boxers, kicking them aside. His prong jumped to half-mast and was looking Gina in the eye. She immediately took the opportunity to grab it with both hands and continue massaging. Almost instantly, it grew to full size and stood up straight past the horizontal. She saw that there was a little drop glistening on the end and she smeared it around with her thumb.

Sitting on the edge of the couch, Gina looked up at Ed. He looked back with a vague smile as she leaned forward and parted her lips. Ed thrust his hips forward just a bit in anticipation, but Gina withdrew her head. He relaxed back with a questioning expression and Gina smiled up at him and leaned forward, again with the open mouth. Ed thrust forward again and again Gina drew back. She saw a big drop at the slit of his cock head and spread it around with her thumb. She slowly leaned forward again.

Ed said, "Awww..."

This time she took the head of his cock into her mouth and savored the feel and taste.

Ed said, "Ah! That's better!"

Gina was well practiced at this skill and actually enjoyed it. She had great coordination with her lips, her tongue and her hand. She even used her throat up to a point. She decided to let Ed go straight off. He progressed to fucking her mouth intently, but she used her control to slow the rhythm a bit prolonging his buildup.

She paused long enough to say, "Go ahead, Babe." He continued a little while longer and Gina could tell he was close. Finally, he thrust into her mouth and didn't draw back right away. His cream erupted and she began swallowing in earnest. Then he did pull back and thrust again for a second spurt. And a third and a fourth.

Gina didn't try to imagine that it tasted good. There was no way. On the other hand, it didn't last long, like a spoonful of medicine. So, she swallowed away, enjoying Ed's extasy.

As they both relaxed from this achievement, Ed pulled Gina up from the couch and took her in his arms and squeezed her tight.

"That was great!" he said into her ear.

She broke the embrace, reached over to get her wine glass, took a drink and said,

"Glad to hear it. But don't go getting all sleepy on me!"

With that, she shed her shorts and panties and flopped back on the couch with her legs spread wide.

She grinned up at Ed and said, "You read me, Romeo?"

Ed grinned back and said, "Loud and clear, Juliette."

He collapsed down on top of her while sort of hoisting her knees up to her shoulders, folding her up like a jackknife. He kissed her deeply for a moment before sliding down her shins, his mouth visiting each of her nipples. He continued sinking down, letting her lower legs go and running his hands down the backs of her thighs. Now he was kneeling on the floor before the couch and her totally exposed pussy.

Gina had a hand behind each knee holding her thighs wide apart. She was kind of giddy with anticipation for what she knew Ed was about to undertake. He was good at it!

She looked down at him over her boobs and between her thighs. He was looking back, licking his lips with a hungry expression.

Gina said, "Oh, oh, oh..."

Ed then lowered his head and began dragging his nose around her pubic area. She kept her pussy bare except for a trimmed triangle above her opening. His nose and mouth just roved around over her mound as if sniffing for tidbits. Gradually, his tongue got involved and he started licking his way around. Up one side of her outer lips, around the hood of her clit and down the other side. When he got to the bottom, he found that she was beginning to drool. He lapped at her juice running across her perineum. With her knees up like that, he had clear access to her butt hole. He took a finger and spread some of her juice down and around that quivering target.

"Oh!" Gina commented.

He then homed in on her opening, penetrating as best he could with his tongue. He ran it up and down a few times twitching her inner lips as he went. At the top he started to focus on her clit. By now, Gina's hips were starting to move to his touch. Ed heard little breathy grunts.

He got his hand under his chin and easily slid his middle finger into her wet slippery cunt. He did his best to find her G spot and massage it in rhythm with his tongue working on her clit. Glancing up, he saw Gina's eyes were closed and her face was scrunched up in concentration. Her hips were moving more intently now. Breathing through her mouth, the little grunts were more audible.

Ed sped up his tongue work on her clit and she suddenly let out a squeal, tensed her body and her legs started to quiver. She reached down and grabbed Ed's head with both hands holding him still. She continued to quiver for a few moments of aftershocks. She relaxed her legs down and captured his head with her thighs. She laid there limp, recovering, breathing slowing.

Gina heard some mumbling from between her thighs.

She unclamped Ed's head and said, "What'd you say?"

"I said 'its nice and cozy in here but I can't breathe'"

Gina laughed as he struggled back up to sit on the couch. They sat with their bodies touching and Ed said,

"You still want the remote?"

"Nah," she responded, "let's hit the sack."

On Saturday morning, they launched into the usual weekend chores - laundry, groceries, cleaning.

Gina put down her phone and said to Ed, "That was Marion. We're going to meet at the mall, have a bite to eat and wander around spending our life savings. I'll be home in plenty of time to get cleaned up for our 'date'."

"Ok, by me." He answered. "I'm going to clean up the bikes and put some air in the tires so maybe we can go for a ride tomorrow."

As Ed was fixing himself a sandwich, his mind returned to the Free Use question and decided this was a good time for some research. They had a little three-bedroom house and one of the rooms had two modest desks in it for each of them to keep their lives organized. Ed took his lunch in and sat down at his computer. He knew how to find porn sites although he didn't go there very often. He entered "Free Use Sex", hit videos and sure enough, there were a bunch of versions. They kept him entertained for the next hour or two before he thought to get after those bicycles.

That evening, Ed and Gina were enjoying an appetizer and a glass of wine at the local Italian joint.

Ed said, "Ya know, I liked our little break from the TV last night."

Gina looked up from her bruschetta, smiled and said, "Me too."

"I don't know how it fits together but the guys at the bar were talking about something on porn sites called Free Use Sex. It's got me to thinking..."

Gina thought for a bit and said, "So is that like a gift card for a hooker?"

"Close. It's like a gift card between - or among - friends and relations. I went to some porn sites on the internet this afternoon to see what it was about. Here's a summary of my research." Ed said with a wry look.

"First, let's stipulate that porn is largely for a male audience. Let's also stipulate that these scenarios are fantasies. They're even labeled Free Use Fantasy. They go something like this.

"The husband comes home from work, say. The wife is in the kitchen chopping carrots and they chat in a normal way. 'Hi, Honey', How was your day', 'What's for dinner?' and so on. At the same time the husband lifts up the wife's skirt and starts fondling her pussy. She takes no notice. She might say, 'Mary and Ted invited us to a party next week', and he unzips his pants and flops out a big hardon. 'Sounds like fun' he says and she lifts her leg up to prop it on the counter while he enters her pussy. She chats away, chopping carrots while he pumps away. Interesting fantasy wouldn't you say?"

The waiter came, refilled their glasses and cleared the appetizer plates giving Gina a moment to think.

"Doesn't seem very passionate."

"No, it's not at all. It's more like scratching an itch. Doing something that feels good like a hug or a hot shower. But by the same token, it avoids any of the drama around sex like 'Not tonight, Honey, I'm too tired.'

"Here's another one. He's standing at the counter mixing a cocktail. She kneels down and unzips his fly and fishes out his dick. She starts giving him a blowjob as he tells her about his day. She pauses from time to time to answer, then goes back at it.

"An interesting thing is there is rarely an orgasm. As I say, it's like scratching an itch. Very odd.

"Another interesting thing is that there is almost always a third person there. It's almost always another woman. The classic setup is, it's the wife and stepdaughter and they have a free use family. Sometimes the stepdaughter comes home from school with a friend. The stepdaughter says, "Hi, Daddy," and starts giving him a blowjob. The friend is a little surprised at first but quickly falls in with the program and the Dad fondles their bare boobs while they watch TV."

The waiter returned and got them set up with their main courses.

"So, while there is no struggling with permission, there is also no struggling with guilt or taboos."

Gina gave him a questioning but knowing look. "So why are you telling me all this?"

Ed grinned and said, "Ya wanna give it a try?"

"But I don't even have a stepdaughter for you."

"That's ok, we'll start small!"

"I may have to review some of these videos to get the whole picture."

"Sure," he answered, "I have some bookmarked. But the way I see it, there wouldn't be any harm. If it turned out to be just silly, well, we'd have a good laugh and move on."

Still not sold, Gina smirked, looked him in the eye and said, "Uh-huh."

They went back to their veal piccata and linguini.

"Mom, dad, brother and sister?"

"Yup," Ed replied. "A free use family. By general agreement, nobody is bothered by a little incest. Of course, you and I wouldn't have any hurdles like that to overcome."

Gina clicked on another video. "Everybody in the office?"

"Yeah, well, if you want to try that version, we'll have to discuss it in more detail."

Gina grimaced thinking of the office where she worked and said, "Not a chance in hell!"

Gina closed the laptop and stared out the window at the streetlights. Ed let her think and a little while later with arched eyebrows she said, "So how would this work?"

Ed grinned and said, "Well, since we're dealing with reality and not just fantasy, we'd have to set some ground rules."

"Uh-huh."

"Like, suppose we just did it on weekends."

"Uh-huh."

"You know, when nothing else is going on. No big events planned. Maybe it would add a little fun to an ordinary weekend."

"Hmmm."

"Seems like we should forego underwear on these occasions. You know, just to facilitate things."

"What about orgasms?" Gina asked.

"No problem! We don't have to stick to any script. We could have as many or as few as we want. Or can achieve, anyway."

"What about endurance? I don't ever recall you waving your whang around for days on end."

"I'll use some of those porn-star pills. I'm sure there are limits but we can find out."

"What about other people? Can I pull out your cock in the produce aisle?"

"Let's say, we can't do anything that results in an arrest or a story on the news. Or being thrown out of some business. Or traumatizing children."

Gina was quiet for a moment then asked, "What about anal? That's not something you can just spring on a person."

"How about this: if anal is on the menu, we fly a flag. Say, hang some underpants on the closet doorknob. If one changes one's mind, just take the undies down."

"I suppose that could work but don't hold your breath," she replied with a wry smile.

"Here's one," Ed put in. "What about dominance and punishment? It doesn't seem like we've ever wanted to venture in that direction before."

"A little spanking might be alright. Maybe a little light bondage. But I'm not ok with any choking or whipping."

"Yeah, me neither," he said. "How about a safe word. Just say 'octopus' and we stop whatever we're doing at the time."

"Octopus," she said. "I guess that would be good."

"Shall we give it a try?" Ed asked?

"It does sound intriguing. Since the whole concept is pretty new to me, things are bouncing around in my head as we talk and I'm getting ideas that are making me tingle."

They looked at each other in the soft light of the desk lamp. Each with their own thoughts but with anticipation of a joint adventure. They leaned in for a sweet unhurried kiss.

"So, next weekend?" Gina said, showing a little excitement.

"Ok."

Gina grinned and said, "I think this is going to be fun! I'll be thinking about it all this coming week."

Ed said, "Sounds like I better find those porn-star pills."

"Hi, Honey, I'm home," Ed announced in his best Ricky Ricardo imitation.

"I'm in here!" Gina called back.

It was a week later and Gina had offered to make an appetizer for happy hour at home if Ed skipped the Friday meet at the bar. Gina was taking some artichoke dip out of the oven when Ed walked into the kitchen. He had to stop in his tracks. His wife looked fantastic! Her hair was perfect, and she was wearing a little makeup. This wasn't unusual but somehow it just seemed perfect. She was wearing high heel shoes and that was unusual. She had on a lavender dress, about knee length, that buttoned all the way up the front to lapels up at the collar. It had a matching belt that seemed to be all that was keeping the dress closed. Most of the buttons were undone and skin was on display at her chest and thighs.

"Whoa!" he remarked. "A vision of loveliness right here in the kitchen!"

He went to her and they embraced and kissed warmly. Her scent dazzled him yet again. "You smell as good as you look, honey!" He buried his nose in her hair.

She lowered her hands to his butt cheeks and gave them a squeeze. "You ought to go change. The dip is getting cold. I've laid out an outfit for you so I know it shouldn't take too long."

"I ought to shower too. I'll make it quick."

When he got back to the kitchen, he was wearing some baggy blue basketball shorts and a rather dressy white T-shirt. Some casual moccasin loafers, a little cologne and that was all.

Gina was sitting at the kitchen table with a glass of white wine. The snacks were laid out and a glass of wine was waiting for Ed. He sat down, let out a sigh and said, "This is wonderful. Thanks!"

"My pleasure!" she answered. They clinked glasses and said in unison, "Cheers!"

"So, how was your day..."

They enjoyed the wine and chips and dip and chatted away like normal.

Gina said, "Well, Bonehead Bill got riled up today." She pulled her lapel open exposing a tit.

"He comes into our cubicle raving about an invoice. 'Look at this: the number is wrong, the amount is wrong. Ladies, we've got to do better. Blah, blah, blah.'" She fondled her tit.

"Evelyn and I look at the invoice, we look at each other and then look at Bill." She flicked her nipple.

"The month and day are correct but the invoice is from a year ago!" She got up and moved toward Ed.

"Evelyn takes a red pen and circles the year." Gina took her boob in both hands and rubbed the nipple on Ed's cheek. He turned his head a little and she fed her tit into his mouth.

"We hand the paper back to Bill smirking but not saying anything." Ed suckled and Gina pulled her other lapel open freeing her other tit.

"I felt a little sorry for him. He was trying to show some leadership and boost up the team." She swapped tits and Ed sucked on her other one.