The female psychologist at the company where I work spoke openly and extensively with my wife Susan, a very sensual blonde, during the ten sessions they had, recording and taking notes.
- So, from what you said, although raised in the conservative and religious standards of society, you became, shortly after marriage, a liberal and sexually free wife?
- Yes, Doctor. I started to be like that, becoming the slut I am today, still on my honeymoon and my husband's desire.
- You mean that the man you married, your husband, not only tolerates your wild behavior, but you give yourself sexually to other men for his desire?
- He requested, but it was only at the beginning. I got used to it and now I look for men for my own desire. It is on my initiative, I aim at my pleasure, but also to please you. He says I'm wonderful and that I've become a better learner than he expected. Because I make love when I want. I take off my panties for men who attract me. I've had sex, been fucked, six consecutive nights in the same week. And sometimes I spend entire weekends with other men. It doesn't harm my marriage, it even encourages and improves it, enlivens and spices it up a lot.
- Doesn't your husband complain, doesn't he miss having sexual intimacy with you, on those occasions when you submit to a great external erotic demand, do you do almost everything in bed outside of marriage?
- He thinks it's great. Currently, he is only having sex with me once a month and that's about enough for him. I reserve a few monthly moments for him, I stay in our double bed, I spread my legs, he does the introduction, gives less than fifty impulses and cum.
and comes. Besides that, I have complete freedom and absolute control of the pussy.
- And this libertine career of yours started on the honeymoon? You said he asked you in the early days of your marriage?
- You know, doctor, still at the festive reception for guests, I found it strange when he called my attention to the crowded hall, saying that he and I had so many friends, a huge number of handsome men, that I certainly wouldn't want to lose them, nor let them.
From my strict upbringing, I hadn't been a wild girl, only two sexual partners when I was single. And he said these dirty things, I didn't understand.
On the first night we were married, while we were having sex, I was enjoying sex at ease, without guilt, full of pleasure, he insinuated that marriage served as a great disguise, I could have sex, screw a lot, fuck as much as I like, sleep with as many men as I wanted, always with the image of a prudish wife before society.
He spent the next day showing me men who looked interesting, saying he got a kick out of imagining what it would be like for me to practice bedding with them. Saying that the variety of partners would increase my desires and make me learn more, enjoying a variety of partners, each with their own ways, tastes and pleasures.
On the third night, a light knock on the door of our chambers ushered in a man I didn't know, whom he had invited.
He made us drink, he kept complimenting my erotic qualities in bed, he talked about my breasts, thighs, ass, pussy, he took off my clothes, leaving me only in my panties and then naked. The man was excited. He told my husband he wanted to suck my pussy. He made me lie down on the bed, with my thighs open and the guy gave me oral sex.
