First let me give you some quick background on what led up to this point. My husband's job has him changing shifts every six months and this particular shift meant we saw each other for about 3 hours an evening, and even his days off were totally different then mine. This meant I had a lot of time to myself, which while not totally a bad thing the first week or so, I did begin to miss his company and his touch. The little time we did have was often spent with him getting ready for work and us grabbing a quick meal with each other. There was not much time for other things and I was growing hornier by the day. I was using my vibe, fingers, and anything thing else that seemed handy almost daily heck even twice a day at times, I was becoming insatiable. It was like the fact that I couldn't have it that made me want it more than ever; like you never really want an apple so much till you get braces type of a thing.
I found myself beginning to read more and more sex stories online. I especially like the stories of the submissive women more specifically stories "forced" woman. I certainly had a submissive side to me that longed to be used and explored. One of the stories dealt with a submissive couple being used by another couple mostly with the husband having to watch his wife get used. I must have read this story ten times over a short period. I was fascinated with the idea as it was close enough to reality that I could see it happening, and wanting it to happen at least in some form.
While my husband would be described as more of an alpha male, in the bedroom he was more subdued. We would even talk about me being fucked by other guys and how I would be such a slut for them. The though of me being fucked always got him going but I was never totally sure if he really wanted it to happen. Well this story had me reading more stories about cheating wives and cuckold husbands and that type of things. I was actually beginning to really get into the idea and I especially liked the parts talking about creampies or the hubby cleaning his wife with his tongue.
I wondered if Mark, my husband, would go for this type of stuff. So I got home one evening and suggested a quickie before he got ready to go to work. While he was fucking me I said, "I bet you would like to be watching another man fuck your slut wife right now wouldn't you." I could feel his pace quicken just a little as I said it.
"Mmm yeah that would be a lot of fun to watch and hear you moan as he fucks you hard." he said the desire was obvious in his voice.
We had shared this type of fantasy conversation so I knew he liked the idea. "What if you where tied to a chair and made to watch. Would you like that? Like seeing how a real man fucks!" I was pushing farther trying to determine if he would really go for the idea. The truth was he was a wonderful fuck in his own right and I was saying this mostly because of the stories and scenario in my head. "Well would you like that?" I wanted him to answer me not just dream about it
"Maybe," it sounded like the kind of maybe that was a yes but he didn't want to admit fully admit it.
"Well maybe you will be blindfolded and only able to hear him pounding my pussy. Just sitting there listening as I moan in ecstasy on his big cock. Smelling the sex in the air, hearing him grunt as he pumps my pussy full of his cum. Oh yeah I can feel his warm cum in my fucked pussy." As I was saying this I could tell from his body, and the speed he was fucking me, he was really getting into the idea. I knew he was on the verge of cumming himself. "Then maybe he will untie you an tell you to go clean up your slutty wife with you tongue as you wack off!" That did it as I was saying this he was having his own orgasm. We then kissed and cuddled for a few minutes before he ran off showered and head to work.
I played with myself after he left cumming two more times thinking about that evening. I wanted this fantasy in my head to become reality and I was beginning to think Mark like the idea also. Problem was I was not so sure that he was as into the idea in reality. I knew I could get Mark to agree to almost anything when he's horny and about to cum but after the blood returns to his head is another story.
The next evening I got home and quickly shower and put on a sexy bustier, panties and garters, then waited down stairs for him to get up. My pussy was already wet with anticipation of what was to come when I heard him coming down stairs.
"Mmm this is a nice treat to wake up to," he said with a smile on his face, "feeling horny again?" He met me on the coach and began kissing me.
"I sure am, but I want you to put on a show for me first," my tone slightly more demanding, "stand up and strip then stick out your hand."
