My first story. Constructive feedback welcome.
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My journey starts like many other middle-aged men. Married for more than ten years. The passion started to cool. Still very much in love with my wife, but I wanted more. She wanted less. The last thing I would do is make her unhappy so prepared for a life of unfulfilled sexual desire. Total clichΓ©. Then a moment I didn't expect.
After kids our sex life had flattened out. Where we would mix it up when we first met, now there was one position. No talking. Finish quickly. It was still intimacy and lots of cuddling, but the hours of hot passion were gone. I visited every topic on Literotica and every category on porn sites, hoping to ligh a fire with her. She would watch and read, but nothing every turned her on. I shared every fantasy no matter how strange or "out there". Never did she admit to any fantasies or try to participate with mine. I wondered how anyone could go through life with no fantasy of their own, mine being so rich. She just wanted quiet so she could focus on cumming. I came too, but it began to feel like I wasn't necessary for the equation. A decent dildo would have performed to the same extent. For years it continued like this. The same position twice a month. I travel for work so I'm not around a lot anyways and she was never that interested.
I often teased her about anal and oral. Something we had done before marriage. One day she turned to me and without sarcasm said "Zee (my nickname), If you can find someone that lets you fuck their mouth and ass but not their pussy you should go ahead. I just never want to know about it."
I laughed of course but the fantasy took hold and consumed my daydreams like wildfire. I figured she either wasn't serious or it was a trick and did nothing. Well, not nothing. I spent plenty of time finding porn to feed the fantasy. I brought the subject up a few times, as casually as I could, and her response was the same. "No pussy and I don't want to know" I think it was a relief for any guilt she was having, knowing the chances of finding a woman to do anal and oral only was slim to none. She knows I'm too honest and loyal to go against her wishes.
Six months later I got a phone call from a former girlfriend, Pam. We dated in college, twenty years before, but stopped when she married her fiancΓ©e. Mostly. There was a weekend before I met my wife we had some wild sex. We called each other for birthdays and big events like children being born. If I was in town we would try to meet for a drink, but otherwise didn't interact much. We had always been totally honest with each other so when she asked what was new and different I mentioned my allowed freedom. I was taken aback at just how interested she was.
"Tell me everything. What exactly are you allowed? How often?" it was non-stop questions. Pam knew I wouldn't stray from an allowed path and wanted to know everything. After ten minutes of questions she went quiet. Long enough I thought the call had dropped.
"Hello? Did I lose you?" I offered.
"Still here. Just thinking." She replied followed by another long pause. "Would you?"