What makes men so weird? My husband has wanted me to sleep with another man for years now. This started as a joke when I would tell him that since he had so many women and he was the only man I had been with that I should be able to try someone else to know if I'm missing anything.
Without hesitating Craig said "OK, I think it only fair that you try it with someone else"
That was about six months after we were married. It was only a joke on my behalf, but Craig would bring it up from time to time. Telling me that I might be able to learn something and bring it back into our bedroom and share with him.
I would dismiss it saying that I could never cheat on him. I mean I am happy with the way he makes love to me. I felt that we have always fit just right. Craig would always give me back rubs, kisses and just the right amount of foreplay to satisfy me. I know that he would like for me to give him a blowjob, but I have never liked that and did not want to start now.
Once in a blue moon I would lick at his dick and put it in my mouth but have never to completion I have never been comfortable with tasting his cum.
Five years ago while looking for a screwdriver in his toolbox in the garage I found some magazines. (Penthouse, I believe) When I showed it to him Craig said he found them in the restroom at work. This magazine was filled with stories about sex and a lot of the stories were about women who had sex outside the marriage with their husband's permission.
I told Craig to leave me alone with them as I read a few of the stories. I must admit that I did get damp reading but I could never do what those women did in those stories.
I asked Craig if that was what he wanted? Craig said yes he would love to see me with someone else. I thought this would just be a way for him to also have other woman but Craig told me he did not want that.
I told Craig "I could never do that and certainly not in front of my husband"
Craig asks if I could do it and just tell him about it?
This was so weird to me. My husband of 7 years was asking me to have an affair and then come home to tell him about it. I told him it would never happen and to get those ideas out of his head. I was not mad and even made a joke saying that if I did find someone else I would do as any other red-blooded American woman would do. I would just cheat on him.
We laughed it off and things seemed OK. Craig would bring up the idea of me cheating about once a month or so it seemed. I of course would say that he would never know and if I did it was Ok since I had his permission.
Craig would come back with "Yes, Yes it ok just tell me about it"
"No way" I would add, who knows maybe I already have
"Oh I would know I can just imagine you coming home with a wet Pussy full of cum and I would get harder then ever when I fucked you"
I do not know why but the idea did not seem so bad to me when put it that way, but I did not tell him. It made me horny thinking about Craig fucking me after someone else had just did the same.
That night I came to bed ready to fuck. Craig was rubbing my back and feeling my ass. I pulled off my nightshirt I was wearing and his boxers. I not sure what came over me but I reached down for his cock and moved so I could put in my mouth. Suck on his average size cock as he called it (7" in case your wondering) longer than I ever have but still not till he came.
"Oh god that was good, did your by friend teach you that" Craig asked. I did not answer. Craig put the only cock I have ever had against the lips of my pussy and slowly penetrated me Craig began to fuck me with long hard stokes and I felt myself orgasm and as thought of someone else fucking me.
"Oh my god you have gotten so wet" as his hand reached down to touch the juices cumin out of me. Even I could feel my juices running down the crack of my ass. I was disappointed when Craig pulled out of me suddenly till I felt him move down between my legs. Craig began to lick at my pussy, and I tried to push him away with my hands but his tongue touching and spreading my pussy lips felt too good to miss.
"My god its like someone has already cum inside you, your so wet, Hmm I love it" Just the thought made me cum again, If I came home full of cum there is no way I would let him suck my pussy. So now Craig was really flooded with my juices in his face. For some reason it felt soo different then other times when Craig pushed his tongue deep into my wet pussy. I felt like Craig was hungry and trying to suck up as much of my juices as he could.
Craig moved up again and pushed his hard cock into me.
"My god girl who have you been fucking?" before I could answer Craig was kissing me and for the first time in my life I was tasting my own cum all over his face. It was different not bad just different. I could not believe I was tasting pussy; it was my own but still pussy.
"Oh I love it that you are soo wet, Bringing me home your wet pussy it tasted so good" Craig was saying as he I felt his cock expand inside of my pussy, I could feel his cum filling me up. He shot into me for the longest time I had ever felt him shoot. That idea must have really made him horny.
I was so satisfied that I fell right to sleep. Later when Craig and I would talk about it. I would tell him that he was all the man I needed. It just was not right for a married woman to be thinking of another man besides her husband.
Craig would try to bring it up while we were making love from time to time, but I would shut him down. Even if I thought about it myself I did not want to talk about it. Craig would think I was a slut. Sometimes I would play along and Craig loved it when I allowed myself to think of this cause I found that I would indeed get wetter than normal and Craig loved to eat my wet pussy. "The wetter the better" he would say.
For our tenth year anniversary, we left the kids with my in-laws and got a hotel room. We dressed up and went out for a romantic dinner. And of course desert back in the hotel room. I changed into some lingerie. Black g-string panty and a little see thru robe.
Craig was waiting for me on the bed; he was wearing a g-string as well. I had never seen him wear one before. We drank some champagne and toasted our ten years together. Craig asked if there was anything we haven't done in the past ten years that I would like to do in the future.
"Craig do not bring that up on our anniversary!"
"Well your in your mid thirties and have only been with one man, don't you wonder what it is like with someone else?"
"But on are anniversary? It would be so wrong, change the subject"
"Why is this so important to you"?