My wife and I were high school sweethearts. Kimberly was a brilliant, lovely girl. With big breasts and long curly red hair. Academic and popular.
I was nerdy, and smart. A bit to feminine to be handsome. I was shy and weak.
Neither of us had been with other partners and our sex life was pretty vanilla going into our mid twenties. Mostly missionary style sex, in the bedroom. She did enjoy me touching her breasts, and I loved playing with them.
Sometimes we would snuggle on the couch watching tv and she would pull her shirt up, and take her bra off. I would massage and caress her breasts for the whole length of a show. Then we would go make love.
The kinkiest thing we had done was coming back from a friend's wedding. Kim had gotten a bit more drunk than she usually would. About halfway home she put her hand in my lap and started rubbing me through my slacks. On the dark country road I quickly got hard. This apparently spurred her on so she unzipped my pants, quickly pulling my cock into the cool air. My wife purred like a kitten as she slowly stroked my erection. With a grin she whipped off her shirt and bra. Her tits on display for anyone who happened to peer in. Though we were in the middle of nowhere at night.
With a growl of lust she leaned over and took me in her mouth. I gasped as my dick wad buried in her warm moist mouth. I tried to concentrate on driving as she sucked my cock. "I...I'm going to cum soon, honey." I warned her. "Mmm, I want to taste you." Was her response. I exploded in her mouth, and she swallowed every last drop of jizz. Something she very rarely did. She stayed topless the rest of the ride. Her lust not abating. When we got to areas where there were lights she would hug her breasts to cover them up. Something I found very erotic. When we reached home we made passionate love in the bedroom.
I could never tell her about all the kinky stuff that turned me on. Stuff that I was ashamed of. Every time I wrapped my fingers around my dick it was to thoughts of women being abused and violated.
I was a huge geek, into computers and comics. Kimberly was into journalism and social media.
One spring I convinced her to go with me to ComicFest. The largest geek convention in the Central City area.
She nodded politely when I showed her the action figures. And the trailer for the Army of Honor video game.
She was obviously bored, but so great to have agreed to come out with me. I would have to go antiquing with her to make up for it. Sometimes it was hard to find fun things to do together. Our interests weren't that similar.
Early in the day I was searching for some comics. Stuff to round out my collection. While I had my head down, searching through boxes on the floor, I heard Kim gasp behind me.
"Ashton! What's that?" She asked tapping me on the shoulder.
Looking up I see she is pointing at someone dressed as demon lord Kroxar. From the Land of War MMO. Pretty good too. He must have had small stilts or something as he towered eight feet tall.
"He's cosplaying from a fantasy game. He's impressive." I wanted to encourage her excitement. There are few things better than sharing interests with a partner.
"What's cosplaying?" She asked. Not taking her eyes off the demon.
"I think it stands for costume play. Something like that. It's when you dress up like a character from a game or movie or something. Usually anime. At least I think that's how it started." I explain.
"Are there more? Are there more here?" She asks excited.
"Yeah. I think there's a hall dedicated to it. Contests too. It's become a pretty big deal." I say, pulling out my convention map. Looks like that's our next stop.
"Can we go? I want to see." She asks sweetly.
We enter the cosplay hall, and I'm not sure if I have ever seen an actual look of wonder on her face before then. Everywhere there were people dressed as all manner of characters. Monsters, robots, heroes, and villains.
We spend a couple hours exploring the various booths, watching a seminar, and getting pictures with some of the cooler people.
"Look at her! She's so pretty." Kim gasped at one point. She was pointing to a woman wearing little more than a bikini and fairy wings, and a lot of body paint.
Kimberly buys a bag full of 'how to' books, and beginner materials. The rest of the day if I was doing something boring she would dive into her new bag of treasures.
It turned out to be a great day.
Also a turning point in our lives.
She started with something kind of simple. The pilot of a mech from a popular anime.
I'm not sure how she picked that character out. I guess just looking at anime pics online. She certainly hadn't been a fan before.
She wore a jumpsuit with the proper patches and a pair of modified aviator goggles.
The character fit her well. Both were slim with big tits. Kim wore an E-cup. They had red hair, and cute asses.
We went to a small convention and she entered a contest there.
I was surprised when she walked on stage and her suit, like the character she was dressed as, was unzipped to her navel. Showing off a generous amount of cleavage as well as her pink silk bra.
I watched as the audience, men and some women, ogle my wife. One man practically drooling.
I had an odd vision of the man pushing my wife to her knees and forcing her to suck his fat, hairy cock.
It sent a shudder up my spine.
When we met back up I asked her about her unzipped costume. Which she hadn't zipped up yet.
"Boys like boobs." She said nonchalantly. "I noticed all the judges are men."
Her clothes didn't tend toward the sexy side of things. Doing that was definitely out of character for her.
She was ecstatic when she won third place.
That night snuggling together after we made love she asked, "Who is your favorite character? A sexy character."
"What?" I ask.
"From a game or something." She says turning on her side to look me in the eyes. Her big tits shifting in her T-shirt. "What character do you lust after? It's ok. I know you look at women. I'm fine with that."
"Well." I say clearing my throat. A little uncomfortable. "I guess one of the characters I 'lust after' would be Battle Mage Kara from Roster of Heroes."
Kimberly pulled out her phone and started looking at art for the character.
Kara was a big breasted redhead. Much like my wife. She wore a dark green dress. Slit high on the sides to show off her white thigh high stockings, and low down the front to show off the fact that she didn't wear a bra.
"Uh oh. Naughty." She had stumbled into the rule 34 section of art for Kara. A lot of nudity and some sex.
"What is a feeder?" She asked looking at a particularly vile piece of fan art.
The sorceress was bent over. Locked in a stocks with a sign reading 'Feeder' above her. She was stripped and being abused. A swarthy man fucked her from behind. Her ass and big dangling tits had lash marks all over them. Her nipples were pierced and chained together. Another man was shooting cum onto her humiliated face. In fact she was pretty much covered in jizz.