After being married for several years, most couples learn the importance of "spicing things up" and exploring fantasies. Work, kids, and life in general always seems to lead to a dull sex life unless you're willing to communicate and indulge certain desires with your partner.
I learned that fairly early on, but little did I know that almost fifteen years into my marriage I would be serving as a sex slave to my wife and her lover.
My wife Heather and I got married young, shortly after we both graduated from college. My career in the corporate world took off quickly and since my income has always been excellent Heather eventually opted to only work part time, which has worked perfectly.
A couple of years into our marriage I began to realize how turned on I was with thoughts of Heather having sex with other men. At that time she was working as a dental assistant and one day she came home late from work. I found myself fantasizing about her staying late to have sex with one of the married dentists in her office, and those thoughts of course led to some incredible sex.
As my career progressed into executive positions I became used to constantly being in control at work. I worked long hours, carried a lot of responsibility, and always had to be on point. I suppose that dynamic was part of what led me to enjoying very submissive sexual thoughts and desires. My fantasies about watching Heather with another man-or men-also eventually led me to bisexual desires.
I've always been primarily into women but over the years I got comfortable with my desire to (at some point in my life) give the right guy a blowjob. I remember years ago sitting in a boring committee meeting one afternoon listening to a fellow executive deliver an incredibly dull presentation and keeping myself awake by fantasizing about being on my knees in front of him, sucking his fat cock. I was so turned on that I had to actually focus myself on the tail end of the presentation in order to be able to stand up from the table.
I wasn't necessarily interested in sex with guys, but mainly oral play and anything involving Heather. As time went on and my fantasies got more elaborate I also realized how much I loved thoughts about cum play. I enjoyed porn scenes where guys delivered huge loads of cum. Creampie gangbangs and cum swapping were always rolling around in my mind when I thought about sex with Heather.
My thoughts always involved men with huge dicks using and pleasuring my wife. While I've never gotten any complaints about my own size, I've always wished that I were bigger.
Heather and I used to watch porn together sometimes and she would comment about how much she loves really thick cocks. Before sex I would sit there and think about how much I wanted to watch a guy fill her holes with that thick cock.
It took me several years but I finally started to share my fantasies with her. I tested the waters at first to make sure I wouldn't be going off the deep end, and soon realized that Heather was more than comfortable with entertaining my ideas. She would tell me about guys she found attractive and what she could do with them. During sex she would feed my fantasies by whispering filthy things about other men.
For a long while I didn't share my dirtier fantasies about cum play, essentially leaving it at the idea of her being with another man. But eventually I felt comfortable enough with opening that door with Heather and much to my relief, she was okay with it. She also shared her own fantasies with me and I wasn't surprised that she too had been "holding out on me" so to speak. She told me about her own desires to explore new things with other partners and we eventually decided that it was time to make it happen.
Heather's first trist was with a consultant that was visiting my company, a British guy named Allen. She had met Allen several times while accompanying me at various banquets and events and quickly became interested, mainly due to the bulge in his pants. We made it a point for her to "run into him" as often as possible to flirt. Needless to say, it didn't take much. Heather is an amazingly gorgeous woman. She is 5'9" with long red hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. She is fit with wonderfully perky breasts, an incredible round ass, and a personality that captures everyone she meets.
At the end of Allen's assignment my company held a going away dinner/party and I of course brought Heather along dressed to kill. We knew that this would be her last shot at getting him into bed as he was scheduled to leave for London two days later.
A few hours into the party Allen was getting drunk and no longer trying to hide any flirtation with Heather. She pulled me aside and told me that she was ready to fuck him. I said "Good, when are we leaving?" She said "We're not. I am. You're going to disappear, and I'm going to have him take me back to his place. You're going to wait at home while I fuck him."
With that she walked away from me. I was upset and disappointed but willing to go home. I wanted to be a part of it, but kind of enjoyed being made to wait.
I got home around 11:00pm and tried to sleep but couldn't. I laid in bed hard as a rock thinking about what Heather was doing. She finally came home around 3:30am and crawled into bed with me, her makeup smeared and skin smelling like sweat. She stripped naked, laid spread eagle, and said "Look at what he did to me."
Her pussy was swollen and still wet. Her thighs and upper arms were bruised. I started stroking myself as she detailed her night with Allen. She told me about how big his cock was and how great it felt filling her mouth. She said he tried to put a condom on but she wanted him bareback. She said he fucked her like crazy, cumming once in her ass and once in her mouth. I was going crazy listening to her, desperate for more detail.
"Now, I want you to lick my pussy" she said. I of course accepted her request and settled in before her-licking and cleaning her filthy pussy and asshole. "Push your tongue into my ass" she directed. I did so and started tongue fucking her ass as deeply as I could. I could taste another man's cum who had been inside of my wife just hours earlier and I thought my cock was going to explode. I went back and forth between her asshole and pussy, cleaning and sucking out as much cum and slop as I could get.
Finally she told me to fuck her. I slid into her and lost my load in less than five minutes. The feeling of being second in line made me crazy with lust. My cock stayed hard and I continued, having sex while kissing her and listening to more whispers of how amazing Allen's cock felt inside of her.
