How I fulfilled my Husbands Fantasy and where it led - Part 1
Hi there, The following story series is true, with only names and places changed. I'm writing this because I started reading my old secret sex diaries, I got excited reliving it all and if you like you can get excited as well. This part is only the start so if you like it and want to read all my story then please do a 'like' so I know.
It all started when I had been very happily married for about 10 years with two lovely children 10 and 12 years old.
At the time I was 32 and my husband Sam was 35 and sex during our marriage was very frequent and experimental enough without being kinky.
I enjoyed being given oral although I wasn't so keen on giving my Husband oral.
He always said anyway that it felt much better with his cock in my cunt rather than in my mouth.
My Husband was Head Chef in a local restaurant, and since the birth of our first child I have been pretty well a full time Mum, but I did do a bit of part-time work as a waitress and barmaid.
I have kept a secret diary of my sex life over the years, so here is my story which is true (with the odd embellishment) and based on my diary entries and my memory of events as they unfolded.
My name is Della and I am 5' 4 1/2' tall and consider myself attractive rather than pretty, pretty. I have a shapely body (even if I say so myself) 34 1/2', 24', 36', shortish auburn hair and weigh 122lbs with a bum and pair of legs that never failed to attract men's attention. My husband always says that the 1/2 inch on my bust measurement is all nipple! - they do stick out quite a bit when I get aroused and he says he likes that as they make a nice mouthful to play with - and as I always tell him anything more than a mouthful is a waste! He also says I have the perfect shapely sticky-out secretary's bum!
My husband Sam is 6ft, slim and fit with dark brown hair. He is a legs and bum man so I am definitely his sort! The progression from faithful Wife and Mother to a husband approved unfaithful Wife started with an apparently chance phone call and little did we know at the time what it would lead to!
Somebody had rung a wrong number which I had answered, the man on the end of the phone realized quickly that he had dialled a wrong number but quickly took advantage of the anonymity and started talking dirty to me which I was a bit taken back by, but to my surprise I found it was making me tingle a bit between my legs and I was getting a little wet.
Some weeks later in bed when Sam was giving my clit plenty of attention I told him about the phone call and how it had un-expectantly turned me on. I half expected him to be annoyed instead he grunted something, rolled on top of me and started furiously fucking me. I was on the point of orgasming when he stopped and asked that if I had got my eyes closed like this and then opened them to find it wasn't him but a stranger - would I be able to resist the urge to be fucked?
It was obvious that me telling him about the dirty phone call had excited him so playing the game I said 'I know what you want me to say - you want me to say that if I was really worked up and gasping for sex I might let a stranger fuck me - that's what you want me to say isn't it?'
'Well I'm not sure, but you said that a stranger talking dirty on the phone made you really wet so maybe being fucked by a stranger would be an even bigger turn-on for you - but you haven't answered me - would you? - but then I suppose you wouldn't know unless you were actually in that situation?'
I quickly retorted that I wouldn't be in that position - would I!
Sam said nothing as I gave him a fierce meaningful glare.
He said he found it a huge turn on to imagine me talking dirty with and even having sex with another man.
I said well as long as it's in your imagination and is just a fantasy!
Having had his sexual fantasies ignited by the dirty phone call and knowing I didn't mind talking about it, Sam started pushing me to say that in some circumstances I might let another man fuck me and let him watch.
Sam was a bit sneaky really because as he was fucking me or kissing my clit and I was really worked up and on the point of orgasm he would say something like 'imagine the bedroom door opened and another man came in and joined us - would you?'
It wasn't long before I started to respond to this scenario and began shouting out what I knew he wanted to hear me say 'yes yes I'll fuck anybody you want me to' and then as he fucked me and shot his load in me he would say it was somebody else cumming in me.
The problem was this made my orgasms more intense so naturally I played along with it more and more enthusiastically not thinking there was any harm in it.
Sam had always wanted to have a restaurant of his own so we decided to take on a 25 year lease on a 'freehouse' Pub with 5 letting rooms.
It was a very large 3 storey property with a large garden at the rear leading down to a river.
We were able to have a 3 bedroom flat for the family on the top floor with 5 en-suite letting rooms plus an office on the middle floor. On the ground floor we turned what was originally a large Public Bar into a restaurant and what was the 'snug', became the bar for the restaurant and also for use by the old pub regulars which we wanted to encourage.
We made a good team with Sam running the kitchen and me 'front of house'.
We employed a pool of part-time bar staff and waitresses from the locality.
The property was owned by a Mr Donegan, Sam said he thought he was a bit of the rough diamond sort but quite affable. We christened him Mr D and apparently he owned quite a few other similar properties.
Most of both Sam's and my time now was wrapped up in our business venture and pretty soon Sam's fantasies while we fucked became less a part of our lives as we concentrated all our efforts on making a success of the restaurant.
It was around that time that Sam started buying the 'top shelf' magazine Fiesta.
It became part of our sex play at bedtime, Sam would read the Magazine looking for something that excited him and then ask me to read it out loud to him. His most popular were 'Readers Letters' specially those about husbands watching their wife being fucked by a stranger.
I would read them out loud while he kissed and tongued my clit to orgasm. Often when I was in mid orgasm and past caring Sam would craftily ask me if I really would let a stranger fuck me, not pretend but really do it?
So being out of my mind in mid orgasm and without thinking I blurted out 'yes, oh yes I would, you know I would if you wanted me to.' As we lay there snuggling afterwards and remembering what I had said I nudged Sam and said 'well I would but only if I liked the look of him and you didn't throw it in my face later or go off me - and there was no chance anybody would find out.'
He said that none of that would happen and he wouldn't make me do it, I would have to do it willingly.
I mulled over what I was now agreeing to in bed but wasn't sure if Sam really meant it - or if it was just a fantasy for him.
The thing is that over time and with Sam's encouragement I had begun to quite fancy the idea of a stranger fucking me and cumming in me while he watched. The idea rattled round my head so much I decided that I needed to bring it to a head. So in bed that night I challenged him and asked if he really did want me to do it or was it only a fantasy that we played in bed.
