Wifes Fantasy Was Sex With A Woman

At last, our daughter, Liz, left for college. She was adamant she'd rather go as far as possible from home and was admitted to ASU. We didn't argue. She had good grades and was accepted to 3 other colleges, but ASU was the farthest from our home in New York.

My wife, Tara, and I had a good life. I was a lawyer working for a reputable company, and Tara was a pharmacist. We were an upper-middle-class family with enough means to support everything we wanted in life, and we were both happy at work.

We got married 21 years earlier. I loved Tara at first sight: She was pretty, athletic, cheerful, and smart. It took me 3 months to persuade her to marry me. Before me, she was fondled several times by her former boyfriend but never had sexual intercourse. After we started dating, she begged me for patience with intimacy. I cared for her and didn't insist. Our full sex happened 2 months later. It was a great success: I took it easy, and losing her virginity was not as painful as she dreaded. In fact, in our first time, she unexpectedly orgasmed 3 times!

Since that day, Tara not only agreed to have sex every time I showed interest but pushed me to have it more often. Before Liz was born, we experimented a lot, using doggy style, cowgirl, and even anal. I fondly recall the time we did it on a patch of grass in the nearby state park...

In the first 3 months of her pregnancy, Tara suffered from severe nausea, and our sex life was on life support. In later months, the nausea disappeared, but her tummy began growing, and although we enjoyed sexual activity again, we were limited with the positions we used. About a year after Liz was born, we resumed our unrestricted carnal activity. Life was mostly good again, except when baby Liz was sick.

As a child, Liz was easier to handle than most kids her age, but our sex life became less adventurous and more time-limited. Starting when Liz was 12, our sexual fun was reduced to about once a week when she was out of the house or sound asleep. Theoretically, we could have done it more often, but Tara was scared Liz might come to our room or hear us, so we elected to abstain. The worst was during Liz's junior and senior high school years: Nonstop classmates and friends roamed our house all hours of day and night. Privacy became a rare treat. To say we were frustrated sexually was an underestimation. So now, with renewed vigor, we were ready to start over.

...

In the first week, we hardly moved from bed. We were too hungry for each other. In the second week, when we were both very horny, I suggested each one of us mention his/her favorite fantasy, and the other one obliged to agree. Tara was so aroused that she didn't listen to my reasoning and agreed at mid-sentence. She even suggested I'd go first.

There were many fantasies I wished to fulfill, and I had to choose one. After 24 hours, I told Tara, "I want to go to a clothing-optional beach, where both of us will be naked for a full day, and when it turns dark, I'd like to fuck you on the shore."

She grinned, "Honey, sounds good to me."

The next Saturday, we flew to Miami, rented a car, and drove to Bal Harbour. We arrived at our hotel, Sea View, around 6 pm. It was a gorgeous evening and 80 degrees. The sunset was supposed to be after 8:30 pm, so we had enough time to go to the beach. Rather than going to the nearest one, we drove to North Houlover Beach. Tara watched the many bathers who braved the stares and were topless, with some even totally naked.

Initially, we left our stuff on a thin blanket. Tara removed her top, and both walked around to enjoy the nice weather and watch the crowd. We noticed that walkers always wore bottoms, but while resting, some people removed everything.

Unlike mine, Tara's skin was very pale, and I offered to spread sunblock lotion on her. She sighed, "That will be wonderful, honey." She lay on her tummy, and I did her shoulders and back, massaging her skin with the oily liquid. She moaned and whispered, "Your soft hands make it feel very sensual."

I chuckled, "Good. I plan to continue and reap the rewards sometime later."

She didn't bother answering.

I continued with her shapely legs. When I was done, I helped her turn on her back. Her creamy C-cup tits looked fantastic, and the dark-pinkish nipples were rock hard.

"Honey, what areas do you wish me to put the lotion on?"

"What a silly question! Every part that the sun's rays may burn."

I rubbed her neck and descended to her shoulder and upper chest. Then I looked around. There were 5 men and 2 ladies ogling Tara's body and waiting to see what came next. I thought about it and decided to continue. Knowing these 7 people enjoyed the sight aroused me, and my pecker began to stiffen. I cupped, caressed, and massaged one mammary after the other. They felt firm and soft at the same time; don't ask me how it could happen. I had the urge to suck on her pointy nipples but resisted. I noticed 3 of the guys sported some degree of erection.

Tara mumbled, "Jimmy, honey, If you continue tweaking my breasts like that, I am going to rape you here in front of all the people who I am sure liking what they see..."

I smirked, "Not a good idea. The police will put us in jail, and we won't be able to fuck for a while."

"So stop making me horny. Actually, I have a better idea; Let's go in the water, and your stiffy can get an appetizer before nightfall."

"You are right. Let's do it because we'll have to leave this beach pretty soon."

The water was cool and refreshing. As we were neck-high in the water, Tara grabbed my still-erect member and giggled, "Were you excited because you played with my tits or watching the others who stared at you doing me?"

I kneaded her beautiful orbs and said, "Both..."

She chortled, "You, pervert!"

"True, and you love it. Don't you?"

"Nobody knows me here, so watching others' positive reactions ensures me that despite my 40 years, I am still quite attractive."

"Honey, you are not just 'quite attractive.' You are sexy as hell."

"In that case, stop talking and show me your prowess."

I lifted her 140 pounds, placed her legs around my waist, and shoved my cock into her exposed pussy. Despite the salty water, there was some lubrication, but it was much less than needed. Tara gasped. Seconds later, she recovered and began countering my ministrations. I was extremely aroused by the still-fresh in my memory picture of a young man playing with his cock when I massaged Tara's boobs. I intensified my drilling, feeling her body jolting up and down with each stroke. An older gentleman stood in the water about 10 yards from us and lifted his hand with a thumbs-up sign.

Tara climaxed without warning, screaming her heart out. I followed suit a couple of minutes later, flooding her cunt with my seed. We rested in the water for 10 minutes, then exited the water, and left shortly after.

The sun was about to set. We ate dinner on the terrace, watching the sun slowly disappear. It was a romantic view. I stood up and kissed my lovely wife, "Honey, I may not say it enough, but I love you very much."

She mumbled, "You better..."

...

We arrived back at the hotel, showered, and went to eat dinner. It was OK. After resting for an hour, it was already dark outside. We put on our swimsuits and robes and grabbed 2 clean towels, a queen-size sheet, the bed cover, phones, and a drink.

We walked the 150 yards to the shore and strolled along the beach. Certain places were more lighted than others. A few couples were walking by us and ignored us completely. We found a dim place and spread the sheet.

Tara took off her bikini and looked at me. I did the same, and we lay side by side. The temperature was 76 degrees, and no wind. It was very comfortable - A nice bugless night.

I lay on my back and watched the sky. I was no expert in Astronomy, but I recognized some stars in the sky. Tara was not interested in observing the sky. She blurted, "Honey, I prefer to be fucked thoroughly and see stars while I orgasm."

Next, she bent her head on me, and her full lips engulfed my organ. From prior experience, I knew that sucking me aroused not just me but Tara as well. As she bobbed my rod, I felt her terrific breasts. She groaned on my penis and continued sucking me faster.

I began hearing voices approaching us. I couldn't see them, but I estimated the people were about 100 feet away. Tara either didn't hear them or didn't care and continued milking me. While my cock was lodged securely in her mouth, I assumed a 69 position and started licking, kissing, and munching on her shaved cunt.

Tara's moans became louder, vibrating my pole and bringing me closer to a powerful climax. I ignored the people, who were now probably 50 feet away, inserted 2 fingers into her pussy, and rubbed her G spot while my thumb pressed on her clitoris.

Within seconds, Tara's torso began trembling. Her respiration and pulse shot up, and her mouth worked in overdrive. I came in her mouth, dumping gallons of slimy goo. However, my tool refused to deflate, and I left it in Tara's mouth and continued abusing her genitals.

I heard the voices of a man and a woman near us. I didn't stop playing with her cunt. When they were about 5-6 feet from us, Tara whimpered on my cock. They stopped talking and ran away...

I slowed down gradually. Tara went down from her high and whispered, "You were very deviant, forcing me to be loud when this poor couple was near us."

I laughed, "I enjoyed it. Didn't you?"

"I did," she admitted, "but you are still a pervert..."

We spooned, covered ourselves with the blanket, and fell asleep.

...

I woke up at 4 am. It was still dark, with dim light coming from the starry night. Tara's lips latched to my prick, sucking me vigorously. I mumbled, "Honey, can't you sleep?"

She pulled out my pole and blurted, "The 69 we did was not real sex. You owe me a good hard fucking on the beach!"

Everything was quiet, and I couldn't see anybody around. It wasn't the optimal time for hanky panky, but Tara's expert lips awakened my tool, and my wish to go back to sleep changed to arousal within less than 5 minutes. I rolled her on her back, lifted her calves over my shoulders, and shoved my engorged cock into her hungry vagina. The lady's cunt was drenched! Did a wet dream wake her from her sleep in the middle of the night?

I accelerated my strokes and plowed her savagely. Her breathing became shallow. I whispered, "Horny bitch, is this what you wanted?"

She murmured, "Yees. I love the waay your diick pounds my puussy..."

"Good! Let me help you then."

Tara started screaming, "I looove it and I waant MY faantaasy toooo."

She barely finished the sentence, and her body began convulsing wildly. Her pulse shot up, and she screamed louder. I stuck my thumb in her mouth. Instinctively, her lips closed on it, and the silence returned as she milked the big finger. I continued drilling my aching member in her cunt and, minutes later, ejaculated hot spunk deep in her womb.

Tara and I lay down, recovering. When I saw her moving, I asked, "Honey, what was the talk about YOUR fantasy?

She smiled at me and said, "I see the orange color of the sun, suggesting it is about to rise. Let's go skinny-dipping for 15 minutes before people start showing up. In the hotel, I'll tell you about my fantasy."

We swam for 10 minutes before daylight, and some runners appeared. We waited a couple of minutes, and when nobody was nearby, we got out of the water, put on our swimsuits, and walked back to the hotel.

...

We showered together and returned to bed. I stared at Tara: "So?..."

She faked innocence, "So, what?"

"Stop that. What is your fantasy?"

She giggled, "Remember Betty?"

"Do you mean your friend who you exercise with at the health club?"

"Yes. I like her. Anyway, she hinted on several occasions that she found me attractive and would like to spend quality time with me. I asked her what she meant. She winked at me and said that it was up to me, from drinking coffee together to anything else I wanted. I reminded her I was married. Betty laughed it off, saying that it would be fun and was not like cheating with another man. She added that if I still felt uncomfortable doing it behind your back, I could ask your permission or even invite you to join us."

I was stunned. I considered a threesome as one of my favorite sexual adventures to put on my bucket list, but I never mentioned it to Tara, guessing she wouldn't agree.

I tried to recall Betty's appearance after seeing her briefly only once. She was average height and weight, with a prominent rack and narrow waist. She looked Tara's age, and her face was cute. Why not?...

"Honey, is this the fantasy you wish to go for?"

"Jimmy, I thought about it for 2 weeks. Last night, when we fucked on the beach, I closed my eyes and imagined sucking on her big boobs while being fucked by you. It was the last straw and I came more powerfully than any time in the last several months..."

"Tara, dear, you helped me accomplish my dream, and I intend to keep my promise, too. I'd like to be there too, but it's up to you."

"Thank you. I agree. Having you with us may be a better idea than the 2 ladies together. I don't know if she has ever been with another woman, but I haven't, and if neither one of us is truly lesbian, will curiosity alone be enough to give us satisfaction? I'd rather have you there in case we need a cock... And if everything between me and Betty is perfect, you can sit and watch. I've read somewhere that most men find staring at 2 women going at it very erotic..."

I kissed her, "Honey, arrange it for one of the weekends."

...

Ten days later, on Saturday morning, we woke up at 8. I had a woodie and was tempted to touch Tara, who looked at me with hungry eyes. However, Betty was supposed to arrive at 9:30 am, and I wished to keep my stamina for the time the 2 ladies were here.

As I freshened up and shaved, my wife arranged the bedroom. We ate a light breakfast, and then Tara entered the bathroom. I set the atmosphere with soft music, dim lights, and some soothing lit candles. Next, I put on a side table 2 bottles of white wine, fresh strawberries, and snacks. I wore a short-sleeved shirt that exposed my decent biceps muscles and clean khakis without underwear.

I sat down and waited for Tara to show up. Five minutes later, Tara appeared. She had on a short skirt and a sheer blouse with front buttons and no bra underneath. Her gorgeous tits were clearly visible. Her wavy hair was loose, and her luscious lips were covered with ruby-red lipstick. My wife looked 10 years younger and very sexy.

She saw my eyes widen and a bulge in the front of my pants. Tara grinned and said, "Honey, I think it will be better if you stay on the balcony or elsewhere out of our sight for half an hour. After that, come quietly to the bedroom, sit on the chair, and watch. I haven't done this before, but I am aroused already and plan to drink a glass of wine. Betty mentioned to me that every time she laid eyes on me, she became horny. I think noticing my tits for the first time will do it, and we'll find ourselves in bed within 15-20 minutes. I am thrilled, anxious, and... scared."

I poured her a glass of Chardonnay, and she chugged it all. Subsequently, I moved to the far-away balcony. On the way, I heard the soft knock on our front door, and Tara opened the door. I wished I could see Betty's reaction to Tara's attire...

I waited impatiently for half an hour. Initially, I heard some laughs followed by whispers, and then it became quiet. I removed my shoes and entered the bedroom exactly 30 minutes later. I saw Tara naked on her back in bed and Betty topless, kneeling by her side. Tara's eyes were closed as Betty leaned forward, French kissing her and her right palm caressing her pointy nipple. Betty watched me enter and winked. I ogled her massive boobs swaying gently as her hand was working Tara's, and my pole pushed hard against my zipper.

Betty smiled and signaled with her hand to get rid of my pants. I was naked in no time and came closer. I enjoyed watching but had no clue what to do. Betty solved my problem by grabbing my hand and placing it on her tit. It was round, soft, and smooth. It felt so different than Tara's. I cupped it and then touched the stiff nipple. Betty gasped, and her breathing accelerated.

Tara opened her eyes and saw me kneading Betty's breast. She grinned and murmured, "It's just like I saw it in my dream..." Next, Tara's hand moved to Betty's soft tummy and continued south toward the trimmed soft muff. Betty spread her thighs, offering better access to her cunt. I noticed a couple of drops leaking from her exposed vulva. Betty moaned, and her fingers pinched Tara's nipple harder.

Tara groaned and sat up. She pulled Betty's face to hers and kissed her gently before bending and sucking on Betty's ample tit. Betty lay on her back, smiled at us, and her hands gently caressed Tara's cunt and my flag.

I French kissed Tara and whispered, "Honey, your fantasy was perfect!"

She grinned, "I know..." Then she pushed my head down to kiss Betty. Her lips were soft and sweet. My tongue invaded her oral cavity and explored it as my palm trailed her body tenderly up and down.

Subsequently, Tara parted Betty's legs somewhat and signaled to me to move in between. I aimed the sponged head into Betty's soaked opening and gingerly penetrated her pussy. Betty closed her eyes and started whimpering. Tara moved on top of Betty's face and slowly crouched above her pouty lips. Betty sniffed Tara's cunt and began licking it.

Tara moaned and descended further, letting Betty's tongue penetrate deeper into her wet snatch. Within seconds, Tara shivered and seemed unstable. I spread my fingers and placed my left hand under Tara's pelvis, so she sat on my palm, and Betty's tongue still licked her pussy. I used my thumb to play with Tara's clitty. Her noises grew louder. I Increased my strokes into Betty, and soon, her torso started trembling. I heard her alternating between slurping and whimpering under Tara.

Watching the 2 ladies climax simultaneously was a powerful trigger for me, and a short time later, I ejected a large amount of whitish seed deep into Betty's crevices. When I was done, I gingerly lowered Tara off Betty's face and lay her down. She was sweaty but had a satisfied look on her face.

Subsequently, I ogled Betty's voluptuous body. Her chest was heaving, lifting her amazing tits with every breath. I gazed at her face and saw her watching my eyes. She winked at me and murmured, "I wanted to have your wife for quite some time now. Getting you too was a nice bonus..."

I whispered, "I enjoyed it. However, the key to the act being a successful encounter is Tara's opinion."

Tara's eyes opened 15 minutes later. I looked at her quizzically. She grinned, "Honey, I loved it. Do you think we can continue the fun later?"

I glanced at Betty. She smiled, "Guys, I am game anytime you feel like it. I am bisexual, and having both of you at the same time fulfilled MY dream, too..."