Story Disclaimer: The events depicted in this story may or may not be true but regardless, the names have been changed to protect the not so innocent. As always feedback of all kinds is welcome and constructive criticism is appreciated.
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I looked up at the athletic muscular man in front of me and then over at my pretty ex-girlfriend. They were both naked as Sherry walked slowly over to me.
Her big beautiful 36dd tits swayed gently as she approached. My eyes soaked in her naked splendor. The way her big tits stood proudly firm with her pierced nipples hard with excitement. Her tiny waist and flat stomach with two tattoos and a pierced navel. Her full wide hips looked delectable and her soft round ass was still perfect. My mouth watered as I remembered the succulent flavor of her smooth shaved pussy.
We had always shared incredible chemistry and an openness to share all of our deepest secrets and fantasies. I could still remember how that began. We were talking on the phone and I said that I wanted to lick her all over. She asked if I meant everywhere and I assured her I did. We both knew we were talking about me licking her pretty ass and we both knew it was exactly what we wanted.
Our fantasies grew as we explored our deepest darkest desires. We found that we were both freaks sexually and we were both turned on by the same things. We played with the idea of golden showers; we thrilled at the thought of domination and the S&M lifestyle. We found that I was more submissive and Sherry was naturally dominant. We learned that the thought of exhibitionism, voyeurism and group sex was incredibly exciting to both of us.
Sherry admitted to me that she had twice fooled around with another woman and that she considered herself bisexual. That titillated me beyond belief because my biggest fantasies have always centered on girl/girl sex.
Originally our group sex fantasies centered on a soft swap and the only intercouple contact would be between the girls. The fantasy began to evolve when Sherry admitted that she would like us to share another woman, with both of us having sex with the other woman. The one caveat was no kissing between me and the other girl.
We joined a swingers website, where we started looking for the ever elusive bisexual single woman (almost impossible to find) or a couple, possibly with a cuckold man, to make our fantasy a reality. The more we tried the more clear it became that finding a soft swap couple would not be easy. This realization took place about the time that Sherry and I were discovering more about ourselves, each other and us as a couple.
Sherry had begun to assert herself as the domme to my sub in our sexual relationship and we continued to delve deeper and deeper into our sexuality.
One day as we were exploring a particular fantasy that centered on Sherry completely dominating me in front of another couple she asked if I would suck her girl cock (our name for her strapon) in front of another couple.
We had already established that her making me suck her strapon was a tremendous turn on for both of us. We also found that the idea of having her dominate me and use her strapon to fuck me in the ass was also very hot.
I answered honestly that I would love to do that. She then asked me if I would suck her strapon if someone else was wearing it. In my mind I pictured Sherry wearing a black leather corset and spike heals with her short red hair slicked back as she ordered me to fellate a strapon which was fastened to the waist of a pretty woman.
''Yes mistress, I would love to do that for you,'' I answered honestly.
''Even if it was on a guy,'' she queried. It was a question I had never even considered. We had always agreed that guy/guy stuff did nothing for either of us and she knew I was straight but despite that I knew exactly where she was headed.
'Sherry,'' I asked, ''Do you want to see me suck another man's cock?''
''I don't know,'' she replied, ''kind of. I mean I know you are straight and I said that it does nothing for me but I have been thinking about it and under the right circumstances I think it would be really hot. Would you do it?'' She asked in a soft sexy voice.
I paused and thought for a moment and something strange happened. I realized that Sherry was right; under the right circumstances it would be hot. ''Yes I would, does that surprise you?''
''Kind of, but not really. I know you better than anyone remember,'' she mused.
From there our fantasies really took off unfettered. No subject outside of bestiality, incest and pedophilia was taboo and the dirtier the better. The no kissing edict between me and other woman remained and I had no desire to kiss a guy but other than that nothing seemed off limits.
''Would you swallow his cum?'' She once asked.
''Yes mistress, would that make you hot?''
''God yes, would you let a guy fuck you?'' she continued.
''I don't know,'' I replied. 'Would that make you hot?''
''Under the right circumstances yes it would be uber hot.''
''What are the right circumstances,'' I asked.
''Well the guy would have to be really hot and he would have to be shaved.'' As usual her mental picture was perfect. ''Well, would you do it baby?''
''In the right situation, yes I would do anything for you.'' At that moment I realized that what turned me on most was experiencing things together. That fulfilling her fantasies with her turned me on as much as fulfilling my own kinky fantasies.
Over the next several months Sherry and I continued to push the limits of our fantasy lives and the fantasies continued to grow.
She would send me pictures and profiles of guys she wanted to see me with and I would do the same with girls for her. We would walk past a pretty girl, always a thin brunette with big tits, and Sherry would say ''she's my type.''
Sherry admitted to me that she would like to make me pick up a man at a gay bar and make me blow him in front if her maybe even in a dark parking lot where we might get caught.
I agreed that could be hot. I admitted that I would like both of us to be dominated together as a couple by another dominant couple, woman or even a bisexual man.
Sherry thought that was uber hot. She also thought the idea of taking me to a peepshow and making me service a glory hole was hot. I said the idea was kind of frightening to me because of disease, so we tabled that fantasy. It seemed there was little we wouldn't at least consider.
I admitted to Sherry that much like her, my initial reluctance to seeing her fucked by another man had softened and it kind of turned me on despite my jealousy regarding her. I admitted to being turned on by eating her pussy and asshole as another man fucked her. I told her it turned me on to imagine licking a cock as it slid in and out of her. I confessed that the idea of eating a creampie from her delicious cunt really turned me on as well.
Sherry confessed to having rape fantasies. She loved being choked and having her hair pulled. She also loved to do those things to me.
We not only talked about our fantasies, we lived them out. We fucked in a parking garage with her bent over the trunk of my car. She tied me to the bed and whipped me. She anally raped me with her fingers and with toys. We were building toward fulfilling all of our fantasies.
Unfortunately, like so many relationships ours ended when it became clear to me that we were too alike and we fought all the time. I knew our fighting would never end and I could not deal with the fighting and constant drama.
The fact that our relationship ended did not mean that I didn't care for Sherry or that I didn't love her. I continued to think about her often and I fought myself to keep from contacting her. I know she didn't understand that it was difficult for me, just as it was for her and I regretted hurting her but I knew there was no way I could continue with an unhealthy relationship.
Then one day several months after we had broken up I ran into Sherry on the street as I was walking to my car after work. She smiled when she saw me and gave me a hug. It was uncomfortable at first but within a few minutes we were talking as if we had never been apart. She touched my hand and the old familiar butterflies fluttered in my stomach.
''Let's get a drink,'' she suggested as she led me into a nearby bar. We sat next to each other like we had done a year and a half earlier in Las Vegas and we lost ourselves in each others eyes. The world around us seemed to disappear. She reached under the table and put her hand on my thigh as she leaned closer to me.
''I have missed you so much baby,'' she said softly as her lips brushed across my cheek.
Our lips met in a soft kiss as my hand covered hers under the table and squeezed tenderly.
''Let's get out of here,'' she said as she led me from the bar by the hand. We walked hand in hand the two blocks to her hotel room. I wrapped my arms around her as the elevator doors closed and pressed my lips to hers. Her long tongue darted into my mouth and entwined with mine as she squeezed me tight. We kissed deeply and my hands caressed the soft skin of her back beneath her shirt.
The elevator doors opened and we reluctantly broke our deep sensuous kiss. Sherry led me to her room and quickly opened the door.
Our passion soared as the door closed behind us. Our lips fused together and we kissed deeply. My tongue flicked out and grazed over her top lip making her entire body shudder just as it always did.
We tore at each others clothes as we continued to kiss deeply. Our lips pressed together and our tongues did a familiar dance only parting to take our shirts off. We continued to kiss and tear at each others clothes until we were both naked.
Her warm body felt wonderful pressed against mine and my hard cock throbbed against her soft smooth flesh.
I kissed her neck as my hands caressed her sexy body and she purred softly. I trailed soft tender butterfly kisses down her chest over her incredible tits to her hard pierced nipples and I sucked and chewed on them as her arms cradled my head lovingly. I chewed on one nipple then the other before continuing my journey down her delectable body. I trailed more soft kisses down her flat tummy to her tattoos where I traced the outline of each of them with my tongue as she moaned loudly.
