There it was before me just as I had imagined it for years. My favorite fantasy come to life. My wife was on her stomach, naked, her legs spread for me, my friend sitting in front of her, his erect penis in her hand, the tip of it in her mouth, her tongue swabbing circles around the head, her back slightly bowed to open her ass cheeks, giving me perfect access to her puckered anus. I swabbed it with my eager tongue and watched them as my wife sucked his cock.
I had described the scene to her many times, and she had finally agreed to play it out in reality. Eagerly she sucked his cock as I watched and attended to her lovely back door as she did my buddy. It had been my favorite fantasy, and when he had come to soak in the hot tub, she had finally acquiesced to do it just as I had imagined.
By that time she knew by heart how my fantasy went as I had described it to her many times. She had even laughed about it, but she was not laughing now. She was totally aroused and committed to satisfying my friend with her mouth and receiving all the pleasure I could give her with my tongue from behind.
I don't know why this scenario appeals to me, but it has been my go-to fantasy for years and I have envisioned it perhaps a hundred times. In my imagination he always ended up fucking her, and I was pretty sure this real life version would end up the same way. For her to agree to do it was to pretty much concede how it would end, I was sure. I hadn't actually asked her to do it that evening, it just morphed into it naturally.
In my fantasy she would go from sucking his cock to kissing him, to offering her slit, to taking him inside of her. I wanted to see him fuck her more than anything I could think of, and my heart raced to just imagine it happening that way that night.
We had been at the movies together, the three of us, seeing a rather sexy film about a guy sharing his wife with a close friend. It was the perfect introduction to a very sexy evening, and when we got home we talked about it, discussing how realistic the story was, what we thought, and how we thought it would or wouldn't happen in real life. Julia said she could understand the woman's point of view, since she really cared for both of the men. That gave me hope that night for my fantasy to come true.
When someone suggested the hot tub, I knew things were moving in the right direction. We undressed and got into the water, with everyone nude, and the conversation about wife sharing picked up again. I asked directly if she could see herself doing something like what happened in the movie.
"Sure," she said without hesitating. "She cared for each of them," she said. "It was just natural." I asked if she ever felt like that. "You trying to get me in bed with Jim?" she asked bluntly, not one to beat around the proverbial bush.
I must have blushed and looked sheepish, because she smiled knowingly. "You know my fantasy," I said. "It could happen, I guess."
"Yes it could," she said smiling again, understanding where I was going with the conversation and she knew I hoped it would end up just like in my fantasy. Jim had no idea what was happening and looked confused. "He has this fantasy," she explained, "where I am with someone else."
"You've fantasized about her fucking some other guy?" Jim asked. I nodded. "Anyone I know?" he asked.
"Could be," I said grinning. He still looked confused. "I wouldn't mind," I clarified, "if Julia had sex with somebody else."
"Like the movie?" he asked.
"Right," I said.
"Like you," Julia said, getting up from the bench and moving over in front of Jim. "He imagines me giving someone else a sexy kiss, like this," she said putting her lips against Jim's mouth. She kissed him with a sexual energy that had me reeling. "Like that?" she said turning back to me with a smile.
"Yeah, just like that," I said.
"You want to tell him about your favorite fantasy?" she asked.
"We would have to go into the bedroom for that," I said. Jim looked interested, but still a bit confused.