This story involves a couple lovingly experimenting with chastity and cuckolding, among other kinks. If that is not your thing, you've been advised. For those who do choose to read on, votes and constructive comments are always appreciated, and help me decide whether to complete the planned chapter 2 and 3.
The young couple lay next to each other in bed, just having made love. It was their first bed together, in their first small apartment together. They had been married little more than a month. Charlotte turned to her new husband and giggled, "Tell me your fantasies."
Doug stammered, "Wha-what?"
She smiled disarmingly, "Your fantasies, things you want to try..."
"Oh, well, I want us to travel, to see the world."
She smacked him playfully, "That's great, but you know damn well that is not what I meant. What do you want to try in bed? What kinky thoughts have you had? I know you have some, you're too pervy not to..." She giggled again, trying to relax him enough to open up.
He stalled. He was young, but not so inexperienced that he could not smell a trap. And if he told her his actual fantasies, she would probably really hit him and ask for an annulment.
So he hedged and put it back on her, "I don't know, I hadn't really thought about it. What about you?"
Charlotte thought maybe if she said something, he would reciprocate. "Well, I would like to be naked in public... and it gets me hot thinking about making love outside where people might see us. And bondage might be fun... now you!"
He could not tell her his deepest fantasies, or admit they had been honed by years of online porn. "I wanna try oral..."
She gave him a pretend scornful look, "Well no shit. All guys want a blowjob. I haven't done it, but I'm willing to try..."
Doug blushed furiously. Which he thought was ironic considering all the dirty thoughts which lived in his head almost continuously. He hesitated, "I don't think you understand. Of course I want it from you... but what I fantasize about is going down on YOU, and not just to get you ready. I wanna eat you out til you cum so many times you can't take it anymore..."
"Have you ever done that before?"
Doug thought about lying so she would not be jealous, but thought better of it. "Once. In college, a girl named Susan told me if I went down on her, I could have her. But she lied... I made her orgasm, then she laughed at me and left me with a hard on."
Charlotte gasped, "Well, that was cruel! What a bitch!" He probably thought she'd be mad, but what really went through her mind was to make him forget all about little Suzy. She knew this could not be his biggest fantasy. But, baby steps. She would loosen him up eventually.
She couldn't believe her audacity, but she reached up and placed her hand on top of his head, pushing him down to her crotch, "Show me... nobody ever gave ME head before..."
Doug had been honest, if not entirely forthcoming. He had not told his bride that he had read numerous "how-to" articles and read countless stories about cunnilingus, along with many videos. He may not have done it more than once, but he had much knowledge to act upon. Including the oft mocked knowledge of where the clitoris and G-spot were. He was savoring the opportunity to test his skills.
As she felt his tongue tenderly tracing her labia, Charlotte sighed, "Oh gawd that feels good..."
Several minutes later after he had slowly explored every crevice and surface on her sex, she was screaming and crying out as he took her to her first oral orgasm, lashing her bud lovingly.
She thought he was done. But he just stayed down there, kissing and suckling her thighs and abdomen until she felt the need again. Then he took her to crashing waves of ecstasy again. And again. And again. She thought she could wait until he was worn out to make HIM happy, but eventually realized he was insatiable. She had to finally push him away. She looked up at his burgeoning manhood and wanted to urge him to take her, to finish, but he had exhausted her. "Can I take care of you in the morning? You wore me the fuck out, honey..."
She had been a little puzzled when Doug agreed, not with disappointment, but with a big smile on his face. She watched him laying there with a pulsing hard-on and a self satisfied smile as she drifted off to sleep.
Doug was immensely proud of himself for pleasuring his wife so. It was worth the frustration.
He was awakened the next morning not only by his morning wood, but by Charlotte fulfilling her promise enthusiastically... almost too enthusiastically. She would eventually perfect her technique, but fortunately it did not take much effort to give her husband a mind blowing orgasm in his current condition.
As he roared out his release, something happened quite incidentally which would benefit him for life. He was too delirious to warn her, she was too excited to care, so he blasted rope after rope of cum down her throat. She instinctively swallowed as fast as she could... and discovered she liked finishing him that way. He would never experience a diminished orgasm because she pulled off and watched him bob and throb the way many women would.
The next day, Charlotte took some time and shaved her genitals completely bare for the first time. Doug did not know it yet, but she did. He had given her something amazing, and she had decided he would be spending a great deal of time with his face buried between her thighs... and she wanted to feel every bit of it, with no pubic hair to get in the way of his tongue and lips. She would always be shaved from here on out. Not for his benefit, but for hers.
The first time Doug saw her bare pussy, she made it clear. If he wanted oral in return, he better shave his little guy too. He was only more than happy to do so.
They had fun in their first year. Charlotte did take every advantage of Doug's predilection for her nether regions, giving him lots of practice until he had perfected his cunnilingus skills. When "the girls" brought up sex, she was quick to praise her "cunnilinguist."
They worked on fulfilling her fantasies also. There was the time she leaned over in a movie theater and fellated him slowly until he fired off a load down her throat, trying to remain silent as he came.
Then there was the time she hiked up her sundress in the park, pulling his face to her crotch and holding it there until she had two loud orgasms in broad daylight.
Then on a trip, she stripped bare and leaned over the balcony of their hotel room, watching the passersby while he hammered her from behind, also nude. The eroticism and the naughtiness of it drove her to new heights.
On their first anniversary she sat astride him in bed, gyrating slowly on his erection. She asked, "Do you trust me more now that we've been married a year?"
Uh-oh. Where was this going? "Of course I trust you, why?"
She tenderly caressed his pecs and abdomen, "I want to hear your fantasies... your kinks... and do NOT tell me you don't have any. I know better." There was no malice in her tone.
Doug still hesitated. "You will think I'm a pervert... you won't like me anymore."
She stopped gyrating for a moment. "You have seen I am a bit of a perv too. You never know, I might like it. No holding back, mister, spill."
