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Chapter-1
I am Paul. I'm married to Heather. We met in college and fell in love. We were typical young American couple; after college graduation we married and began our careers. This story took place ten years after our marriage. One could say that our life together has been a fantasy, till this recession.
We had sex just about every day during college days; like most couples we slowed down after a couple of years. I've been trying to spice things up by renting porn movies, purchasing dildos for Heather, and taking her out to romantic dinners.
I'm a lucky man. Heather is beautiful, sweet; and what a body! I'm not sure how I got her but am very happy I did. She has beautiful 36c breasts with big nipples I call pokies. I love when her nipples are hard though she gets embarrassed by them. Is there anything sexier than seeing a woman with hard nipples? Sure most of the time pokies are caused by her being cold but still, I enjoy the fantasy that it's me or some guy that has gotten her aroused.
She loves to dress sexy and I always encourage her to wear shorter skirts than she feels comfortable in. I love catching other men checking out my hot wife. If I had my way for one night, she would wear a short black skirt and tops that would be semi sheer. That way, when she moved, her nipples and breasts would be visible. I love the idea of her showing off to other men and women. I've masturbated too many fantasies of watching Heather kissing other girls and getting laid by a hung stud with a monster dick.
If she had some such fantasies like most women, she didn't share them with me. I figured that she had a jealous boyfriend in her past that made her feel dirty for having fantasies. When I asked her, she always said, she never had any and followed that up by saying fantasies were a guy thing. However, I caught her masturbating at night a few times. The only thing that sucked was that I couldn't enjoy that with her. Have you ever tied to sleep with a hard cock while next to a sexy women rubbing her pussy?
Talk about my own personal hell. What Heather didn't understand was that I didn't care if she was thinking about others. I just wanted to feel her wet pussy and feel her cum when my cock is fucking her deep and hard. All I could hope for was that one day she would open up and share those sexy fantasies with me. Is it strange to have erotic fantasies about one's spouse in bed with others?
One night I thought Heather was awake and I wanted to get back at her. I wanted her to know how it felt pretending to sleep with your spouse lying beside and masturbating. Stealthily I reached for some oil in my night stand, applied a generous amount to my hand, and started to rub my hard dick.
My fantasy thoughts were about our dinner at a restaurant.
A good looking waiter flirts with Heather and she seems to enjoy the attention. I encourage her. This is our first night where she flirts with another man while my hand is caressing her inner thigh. I'm sure he has a great view! Heather's nipples are hard as my hand inches up her thigh. I feel the heat radiating from her cunt.
Slowly my hand rode up and down my cock while I thought about this guy taking his cock out then and there. He places one leg on a nearby chair and opens wide his thighs. Heather kneels between his legs sucking his dick and deep thrusting with gags. The thought of her lips on his cock sent me over the edge. With that thought a thick stream of cum rocketed out of my cock and landed on my chest.
I never thought about other men or that I might be bi sexual or cuckold until last night.
Even though it was dark, I knew she was watching! About an hour later I was woken up by the bed rocking. It was Heather! She was masturbating. Oh! How I wished that I could sink my cock into her wet pussy while she masturbated and to have her tell me what she was thinking about while she came on my cock. That would be hot!
A month after that night with the sexy waiter fantasy, I felt hot again. We were watching a porno. Well, not really a hard core fuck porn movie; but an erotic movie on cable. Heather had downed a couple glasses of wine before the movie, and maybe that was what helped her feel free and open. Normally Heather would make fun of me and demand I change the channel; however, this night she wanted to watch the movie. I thought she was aroused by the lead female character in the porno. The character was a big wig that enjoyed using her power to sleep with male and female clients and employees. After thirty minutes of watching the movie I caught Heather touching herself!
Maybe that was the key, a strong character free to do as she wished.
I quickly took advantage of the situation. I told her to hold on to that thought and went to get a towel, some oil, and quickly undressed. When I returned to the family room I had undressed and walking towards her with my hard cock. Heather was still wearing her shorts and tank top. Her eyes were focused on my rock hard pulsating cock. I sat on the towel and started to masturbate. Heather looked at me, laughed and then slid her hand into her shorts. She told me things that I've been dying to hear, and we masturbated watching the movie. The only sad part was, the movie was soft core cable porn. I thought we were ready to see some hard stuff.
Over the next week Heather opened up. I knew I wasn't her first lover; not that her past bothered me. When Heather talked the ball started rolling. She held nothing back. No matter what she told, my only reaction was a hard cock which she enjoyed. One thing that shocked me was that she liked thicker cocks long enough to give her a little pain while she was fucking. She told me about some of her past lovers. She asked me if I was okay with her talking about other men. I stood up and she noticed the bulge in my shorts.
She asked me why I was hard and I told her, "Listening to you talk about other men is very kinky. I'm not sure why I like it, but I do."
Heather then started talking about her past lovers in detail and how she enjoyed sex with the guy who had regularly fucked her during high school days. She liked the fact that he was very horny and always wanted multiple fuck sessions. He would make her do things that she never thought she would ever do like having sex in public places.
What she told me next floored me. Heather told me that when she had sex with her high school lover she always had orgasm and whenever he was around she was wet. She knew that he wanted her and would make her do things that her parents wouldn't approve of and that turned her on. She told me that she always wore a skirt when she was with him because she never knew when he would bend her over and fuck her.
He often fucked her asshole till the pail would make her orgasm. She was turned on mad hot by that and would want him to fuck her again and again till her anus was swollen and spouting out. By wearing a skirt he had easy access to her body and she could quickly cover up in case they were busted for fuck in public. Many a time they had left the place with their minds swirling after their act.
Over the course of the next week I felt kind of miserable. Every time I saw any guy, all I could think of was, how big was his cock? Does it sound strange? At nights I would have dreams about Heather being seduced and watching her give head to some hung guy and submit to vaginal and brutal anal sex.
One day on my way home from work I noticed a new adult store. Something drew me to it. I parked my car and walked in. The store had everything and some novel toys that I never dreamt of. Needless to say, I quickly bought about two hundred dollars worth of trinkets and walked out with a hard on. I decided to pick up dinner and gift wrap a life size dildo for Heather.