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Foreword
The best presents are personal, have a lot of thought put into them, and involve some personal investment from the gift giver. By those standards I knew I had outdone myself. For my husbands 35th birthday party I was going to fulfill one of my husbands, and my, more wicked fantasies. I was going cuckold him on our marriage bed while he watched helplessly.
My name is Beth and I have been married to Alan for almost 8 years. We have 2 children and are happy in our life and marriage. We have been adventurous in bed and over the years have explored a number of different kinks. Our openness toward exploring kinks together started early in our relationship, beginning with BDSM experimentation, but also included things like exhibitionism/public sex, munches, even some limited swinging with fellow kinky couples.
I am in my early thirties, just under five and a half feet tall, and have been blessed with a metabolism that keeps me petite with only minimal yoga and aerobic exercise. Alan claims that my C-cups turned him from an ass man to breast man but many of my boyfriends over the years have complimented my ass in similar terms. I am not going to say I am a supermodel but most people would say I was very attractive. I have long brunette hair with natural curls, and brown eyes that my husband says are 'soft'.
Alan is a year older than I am, shy of six feet tall. He has broad shoulders and played football in his high school. Since our marriage he has put on weight with each of my pregnancies but he isn't a fat guy. He doesn't have a beard or moustache, despite several attempts at them over the years. He too has brown hair and blue eyes. His cock is average sized, maybe a tad shy of six inches long but with a girth that always satisfied me, especially during those sessions where he took control.
When Alan and I were first married I took the submissive role in our sexual trysts. Over time, Alan began to indulge his submissive tendencies. While it was fun and exciting it left us both a little frustrated. Alan didn't want to top from the bottom, and I just never felt comfortable in the role as dominatrix with him. Add to that the fact that time spans between sessions where I was topped continued to grow; leaving me with an itch that needed scratching.
And this situation led to this fantasy being born. It began as dirty talk in bed. I wanted to talk about me about being whipped, manhandled and abused while building up to orgasm, and he wanted to talk about Dominatrix's and verbal humiliation. On one night of particularly good sex Alan spun a tail of a strap on dominatrix fucking us both that really got me going. Of course Alan didn't know that I wasn't fantasizing about a dominatrix when he told the story.
In no time at all this became the principal fantasy I used to get myself off when I masturbated. But I wasn't satisfied to leave it there. I wanted more. One night, soon after, I practically threw Alan into the bed and I did all the talking. While slowly caressing his cock I concocted a fantasy of Alan being forced to watch me have sex with another man. But that this stranger to Alan was more than just a man, this stranger was my chosen Master. I was going to serve His needs first and foremost. I detailed all the things Alan was going to be forced to watch, all while he was tied to a chair next to the bed. In slow detail I talked about how I wanted to serve this Master. How I needed it. How I craved it.
I mounted Alan slowly and began to get bitchy with him, the way he likes it when I top him. I talked about how big my Masters cock was, and how my pussy ached to feel it sliding in. I was immediately overcome with a powerful orgasm and realized that Alan too was over the edge. It was glorious to come together again, after so long a period of 'taking turns' with the submissive role. We were surprised how exciting this spontaneous fantasy was to us both.
As time went on things were added to our threesome fantasies, and it became a big part of our fantasy life. Alan found some videos on the internet, though most of them weren't exactly what I was looking for. Typically these featured bitchy mistress type wives fucking silent studs in front of their husbands heaping verbal abuse on the cuckolded husband. My fantasy involved me, the wife, being more of a meek submissive and my Master taking charge. Of course this is where I steered the fantasy with Alan.
