I was lying in bed with my wife, Penny, between my legs, slowly stroking my cock as she sucked on my head. "God, I love how you give head," I moaned as I ran my hand through her dark hair.
She laughed and looked up at me, "Are you just saying that because you think I should share it around?" she teased.
I moaned; we had been teasing each other about opening up our marriage for the last several months. I thought it would be hot; she was slightly less certain. "If you wanted to share your charms about, you know I would think it was hot."
She crawled up my body and slid her sexy, naked self over me. We were both just shy of 30, and feeling her tits slide over me felt incredible every time. "You're not talking about just a blowjob, are you?" she asked.
I smiled as she rocked her hips against me, her wet slit sliding over my cock. "We've been talking about it for months. I know it turns you on as well, fucking someone else."
She smiled at me, "You sure you could handle it?" she asked. As she did, a car went by outside, the lights of the headlights highlighting her sexy figure and her pert B-cup breasts. "Another guy getting to fuck me? Feeling my cunt, cumming in me?"
I moaned again, "You wouldn't use a condom?" I asked her.
She laughed, "We never do, so if you want me to share my charms, it wouldn't be right to make my other lovers wear a condom, now would it?" She paused for effect, "Besides, I believe you did tell me once that the idea of me fucking about and risking getting pregnant turned you on. Besides, I'm on the pill as long as they are clean."
I groaned again, "You'd bring me home sloppy seconds?" I asked.
She laughed, "I hate that term, but yes, I would come home dripping and mount you. Or covered in cum and tit fuck you. All the while telling you about my adventures. Besides, I think I would enjoy you with another woman. I would love to grab a fist full of her hair and face fuck your cock with it."
I laughed and grabbed her waist, rolling her over. "You little dom. Wanting to choke a woman on my cock."
I pushed into her and moaned at her soft folds. "I know it's just play for you," I said as I started to fuck her, "but I think it would be great fun."
She moaned and wrapped her legs around me. "And, if you had your pick of women to fuck, who would it be?" she asked me.
I moaned and kissed her briefly before replying, "A short-haired sexy biker chick with big tits and tats, maybe a nipple piercing. And you?" I asked.
She moaned, "You know Anton?" she asked.
I moaned, "You mean your workmate?" She nodded and panted. "If you want to fuck Anton, you should ask him."
"No, I couldn't fuck a workmate, but someone like him," she panted. I was watching her tits bounce as I continued to fuck her.
"Do you mean someone who is ripped or someone who is black?" I asked her.
"Yes," she panted, pulling me into her more. Her arms snaked around my body to pull me closer. I leaned down, knowing the angle she wanted me in to set her off.
As I started to slide back and forth, instead of thrusting my hips, I said. "You want to fuck a fit black guy and let him cum in you?" I whispered.
She moaned and nodded, "Would that work with your extra fantasy? I mean, would you want me to risk getting pregnant?"
I moaned and shuddered, "God, that would be hot. Knowing my sexy wife was a slut and willing to risk getting knocked up so everyone would know. But you wouldn't really, even if you do start fucking others, right?"
She moaned, and her words came out in her pants, "If I did this, I don't know. Maybe they would try and convince me to go off the pill."
Her cunt clenched around me, and I groaned, trying not to cum, but it was Penny who continued to talk. "I think it would be so hot to have a man on the side who wants to fuck me and tries to convince me to go off the pill to let him knock me up."
I was shaking and could feel sweat running down my back. "God damn. Would you give in?" I asked, barely able to hold out.
Penny nodded, "I would; in time, he would wear me down, and I would only fuck him around my ovulation."
I slammed into her and felt her gush as I came; we both shook in pleasure for several moments before I collapsed on her, panting heavily with my cock lazily pulsing inside her. "Holy shit, that was hot," I said after several moments.
She just moaned and nodded. "Wait?" I asked, "You thought it was hot as well? It wasn't just play for my benefit?"
She locked eyes with me, "It started that way, but no, I enjoyed that fantasy as much as you." My cock throbbed, "Oh my, that really turned you on."
I looked sheepish, "Yeah, the idea that you start off as my prim and proper wife, then start fucking someone else, and slowly they convince you to stop taking the pill. For some reason, that really turned me on."
She moaned again, "So, you want someone to slowly corrupt me until I am just their willing fuck hole?" she asked. I had never heard her speak that way, and I moaned and shuddered; my cock throbbed, and I came again a pitifully small load. "Holy shit, it turns you on that much?" she asked.
I looked sheepish again. "Well, maybe we should do more than just talk," she said.
I moaned, and my cock throbbed again, "God, your teasing is such a turn-on." After a moment, she hadn't said anything. "Penny? Are you teasing me?"
She kissed me on the lips, "Give me a week or so. That fantasy turned me on more than I would like to admit."
I kissed her back, "You mean that fantasy of you finding someone else to fuck who convinces you to go off the pill and let them try and knock you up?" I asked. I felt her cunt quiver at my words. "Oh my God, you want to be a slut."
She moaned before saying, "The fantasy of being pressured into being a slut is what is turning me on. I mean, you've been doing it for months."
I smiled, "It's our anniversary in October. What if I make you a deal?"
I could almost see her nipples harden in arousal. Penny could rarely resist a challenge or deal. "What kind of deal?" she asked.
"Come October, if we are seeing other people and you are still on the pill, I will take you to New Zealand," I said.
She laughed, "That was our plan anyway."
I smiled back, "Yes, but if we are seeing other people and you are not on the pill, I will take you to Italy." Living in Australia, it was easy to get to New Zealand; it was a lot more expensive to travel literally to the other side of the world.
Penny laughed again, "So if I slut it up and risk getting pregnant, you will take me to Italy?"
I shrugged, "Who knows, you might meet some Adonis there and bring back a Mediterranean baby." She moaned again, and I felt her cunt twitch around me. "See, I knew you liked this fantasy."
She gave me a playful slap, "I told you I liked this fantasy," she emphasised the word fantasy. "But as I said, give me a week, and I will look into it. You know I can't think properly while being fucked."
I moaned again, as she rarely spoke like that, but I let the matter drop. We spent the rest of the night chatting about innocuous things, but my mind couldn't get away from the interaction we had in the bedroom.
Just over a week later, the conversation was brought back to my attention. I was driving home when I noticed a lithe, fit black man moving boxes into the house next door. I moaned to myself and felt myself harden.
A few minutes later, I was inside. "Penny?" I called out, "I'm home." Part of me hoped she wasn't here; part of me hoped she had already noticed our neighbour and was out.
"In the laundry," she called back. Part of me was relieved, and part of me was disappointed.
I put my stuff down and went to the laundry. There she was, my sexy wife, wearing only panties and leaning over as she shoved clothes into the washing machine. "Wow, you should be glad you don't have a man on the side; otherwise, you would so be getting fucked right now."
She laughed and looked at me, "Dirty man as if having sex is a bad thing," she said.
I shrugged, "I guess that depends. Has he convinced you to go off the pill yet?"
I heard her moan before she said, "You really do want your wife to fuck someone else, don't you?"
I laughed, "Hey, if last week is anything to go by, you like it too."
She paused a moment before standing up and turning to face me. "Well, I hate to disappoint you, but I have been looking and haven't found anyone yet."
I moaned at her words, an idea coming to me. "Well, I'm not sure you are actually interested. I think you are just teasing me."
She pouted at me, "No, I promised I would look into it, and I have."
I put on a bit of an air of disbelief, "Well, you can't be looking that hard. Our new neighbour is a thin muscled black guy, you could just get dressed up sexy and head next door and ask him for a fuck."
She gave me another playful slap on the chest, "You are just trying to goad me. I mean, for all we know, he's married."
I laughed, "For all we know, he's married and interested in the same things we are."
She pouted at me, "You really think I should get dressed and go and propose to my neighbour that he fucks me?" she said.
I shrugged, "As long as I get all the details while you're riding me with a sloppy cunt, why not?"