"What's your biggest fantasy?"
It was that seemingly innocuous question that sent Donald and Mary down the rabbit hole. The young couple was in Sweden, visiting Mary's parents, and while they were on a leisurely stroll through the dense forest, Donald sprung the question on his unsuspecting wife. This question had been burning inside of him for weeks on end, and this trip was the perfect time to reinvigorate their sex life. They had been trying for a baby for the past year, and the constant pressure to perform had made their lovemaking robotic and obligatory. They were going through the motions, but along the way, a sense of passion had been lost.
Mary smiled, a wide, ear-to-ear smile, baring her white teeth. "I think you know that," she said as she squeezed her husband's hand.
Already Donald felt the blood surging to his member as he contemplated what to say next. She was right - he knew exactly what his wife's biggest fantasy was: Two cocks at the same time. In the first few years of their marriage, the couple had extensively role played this fantasy, even going as far as to buy a life-like dildo for Mary to suck on while Donald pounded her from the back. Those times were always amazing, and Donald would cum way too quickly for his own liking when he heard his wife gag on the fake cock in her mouth. In truth, this conversation wasn't about Mary's biggest fantasy. It was about Donald's.
The couple was all alone in the lush, thick forest, allowing them to talk freely. The chirps of woodland critters and the soothing sounds of a small stream were the only thing they could hear. Being so far away from civilization liberated the couple, eliminating them from the burdens of society, if for only a short while.
"Why do you ask?"
"Well, I wanted to talk about... our sex life."
"What about it? Are you unhappy? I know things haven't been going as planned, but..." Mary asked. Their childlessness weighed heavy on her mind - every month that went by without success was yet another failure, and slowly but surely, she was starting to lose hope.
"No, it's not that, don't worry. I just want to spice things up a little."
"Okay. What did you have in mind?"
Donald sought for the right words. Should he dive right in, and tell her all he ever thought about was her sleeping with another man? Or would that spook her?
Mary searched his face for clues, wondering what was going on in that gorgeous head of his.
"I want to roleplay and fantasize a few scenarios," Donald said hesitantly. "We've been so busy conceiving, I feel like we've lost touch with each other, you know?"
"Mmmh," Mary hummed in agreement. "Like what?"
Donald avoided her inquisitive eyes, a blush appearing on his face.
"Come on, spit it out!" Mary laughed. "Don't be shy with me, we've been married for almost eight years! You can't surprise me, mister."
Donald laughed with his wife. God, she was gorgeous, he thought. The years only added to her beauty. From her wide smile and high cheek bones to her round, plump butt β she was a total knockout. Any man would go crazy for her... and that's exactly what Donald wanted to see.
"Okay, here it goes," Donald said as he took a deep breath. "I'm really happy with you, and our sex life, and I don't want to 'add' anyone to that and possibly ruin what we have, okay? That said, I don't see why we can't fantasize about it. That's harmless. Right? Am I making sense?"
Mary smiled as her husband started rattling. She could tell from the flush on his cheek and the shakiness of his voice that this was important to him, even though she couldn't yet quite grasp what he was aiming at. It didn't matter though. She loved him with all her heart, and would do anything to please him. She knew when she started dating he didn't have a vanilla taste, and that's part of the reason why she loved him. Never a dull moment.
"Sure," she said. "Fantasies are harmless. So, a threesome, is that what you want? With another woman?"
"Yes. Well, maybe. Or a couple. Or just a guy."
The words flopped out Donald's mouth.
"A guy? Really? Like we used to roleplay, you mean?"
Mary was glowing as memories started flooding back. She loved it whenever Donald would tie her up and use her body relentlessly, forcing her to suck on a dildo as he fucked her. The thought alone made her wet with anticipation. Surrendering her body like that... it was her ultimate turn-on. Sadly, with both of them working full-time jobs, when they did have time for love-making, getting pregnant was all that was on Mary's mind. Their role playing had taken a back seat.
"Yes. Maybe. Kinda like that."
"What do you mean?"
"Well..." This was it. "I like to fantasize about you... with another guy. Without me. Just you and him."
When those words left Donald's mouth, it felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He had been carrying this secret with him for years, and the fantasy had only gotten stronger with each passing day. He suspected it wouldn't be a complete surprise for his wife, as he was well aware of her threesome fantasies and he was more than happy to play along.
"Is that weird?"
"Of course not," Mary said immediately. "I don't think it's commonplace, but that doesn't make it weird. I've heard about it before."
"I'm just afraid you'll think I'm weird or something, orβ"
"Stop it, baby," Mary said softly as she wrapped her arms around her husband. "I love you. Okay? I love you. Sexual fetishes and all. Never worry about what I'll think of you, alright?"
Donald pressed his lips firmly against his wife's, savoring the sweet moment. "God, you're an amazing wife. I'm so lucky to have you."
"Damn right. It would be a shame not to share me, right?"
Donald's cock surged with blood at his wife's playful quip. She understood him through and through, and always knew exactly what buttons to press to get a rise out of him. Sometimes he wondered if she was secretly psychic.
Mary felt his cock harden as it pressed against her hips. She grabbed her husband's hands and lowered them down unto her firm butt.
"That's what you want, right? For another man to have me?"