One night, in the midst of our love-making, Sanjay asked me, 'Baby, tell me a fantasy that you love the most.' At that time, we were experimenting a new position, I was riding him like a cow girl, I was on top of him, and bouncing on his hard cock, while my clit was rubbing across his pubic hair each time my ass landed on his balls. I told him, 'Honey, I have described it to so many times.'
From down below, while holding my heavy breasts in his hands, he innocently asked, 'Which one is it?'
I shouldn't blame him. In the last few weeks we had shared so many fantasies, he wouldn't know which one I was referring to. I had to help him, 'You know what I want. I like the sandwich...'
Now he was tweaking my hardened nipples - he knows that it really excites me. What a nice husband he is, 'Oh, yes. I forgot that one. You want to be fucked by two men at the same time, right?'
When he said that, sheer lust subsumed my entire body and I started to fuck him vigorously pounding on his chest with my hands. Sanjay pushed me further, 'O Baby. I would love to see you fucked by two men at the same time. Hmm... One in your pussy, and one in your asshole. Right?'
This talk about getting fucked by other men was a fantasy that even my husband enjoyed. He loved to hear it from his beautiful wife's innocent lips. When I talked explicitly, he became really hard. He immediately pushed me off of him and held me in doggie position and started to fuck furiously and aggressively. All these days, this fantasy talk was confined to the bedroom only, and that too only while we were seriously fucking. It was always a fantasy but nothing more. But this time around, I said, 'You only say that because you want to get hard, but you don't mean any of it.'
Sanjay was pounding me harder than ever before. I was wailing in pain, no, in pleasure. Between his grunts and thrusts, he said, 'No, baby. UNHHH... I really mean it. I would love to UNHHH... see you get fucked UNHHH... by two men at the same time...'
I wanted to explore further to know if we could translate this fantasy into a reality. I turned around and asked him to fuck me in the missionary position - this way I can see him in the eye and make sure he could keep his promise. Men promise many things in the heat of the moment, but cannot be relied upon once they climax, 'So, are you saying AAAHH... you would actually allow me HUH... to fuck two strange men?'
With the way my dear hubby was fucking, I thought he would explode inside me any moment, 'Yes, baby, UGGHH... UGHHH... HMMPH... YESS! YESS! I want you to get fucked by two strange men... YESS!'
He was fucking me like a maniac. I reach for his face and held him, and gave him a deep, long, tongue-dueling kiss, and looking straight into his eyes, said, 'Honey... then make it real for me. Make this fantasy real for me. AAAHHH... Make me fuck two men at the same time. I really want you to do it.'
This excited Sanjay even more. All these days, the fantasy talks were limited to our lovemaking sessions. We talked about me fucking other men during sex, but the minute we stopped having sex, we never referred to the talk. Implicit was the agreement that it was just a fantasy, just to spice up our sex life, but not to be taken seriously in real life. However, we were now ominously close to make it real. To my delightful surprise, he said, 'Yes, baby, even I want to see you do it.'