I guess you could say that my wife is the type that
might be called prudish in her sexual desires.
When we met she was still a virgin, so everything
she’s learned about sex has been with me. I’ve tried
to get her to loosen up, but it’s been a long and
tough process. She believed that sex was just a little
foreplay and then intercourse. And no matter how much
I tried to get her to loosen up, she always resisted.
We had been married 10 years before I finally
convinced her to give me the occasional blowjob. She
thought it was disgusting, but finally relented when I
convinced her how much I really wanted it. The thing
is, she’s really great at it. She sucks a cock like
she was brought up on it. It was definitely a hidden
talent that I was glad I finally unlocked. Now on
special occasions, I could get a blowjob. But I wasn’t
satisfied with that. Like any guy, I wanted more.
For our 12th anniversary, I put together an elaborate
plan to get her to try something a little different.
It took me nearly a month to plan, and it was very
risky, but the possible reward was worth it. If things
backfired, I’d surely piss off my wife on our
anniversary and wind up divorced. But if things went
well, our sex life would change forever.
As our day approached, she asked what I wanted for a
gift. I held her close and told her that I wanted her
to be my little slut for one night. When she asked
what I meant, I told her that I wanted her to dress
and do what I asked, for one night.
Initially, she said no, but eventually gave in.
So on the appointed night, I came home with a single
red rose, and gave her a long deep kiss, while
grabbing a hand full of her firm round ass. I told her
I was taking her out to dinner, and that we were going
to dress up. As we went to the bedroom to get ready, I
pulled out a short tight dress for her to put on.
She’d worn it before, and even though it was more
revealing than she liked, she resigned herself to
wearing it to live up to her promise to me.
As she reached for her pantie drawer, I told her no
panties this night. She balked at that idea, but when
I reminded her of her promise, she relented. Dinner
was uneventful. We went to a nice restaurant and had a
good meal. The fact that she was sitting there with
her pussy bare under her short dress drove me nuts,
and I guess she thought that was all I was after.
When we got home, I got out another bottle of
champagne to go with the one we drank with dinner. I
lit a candle and we sat on the couch sipping the
champagne and necking. I started to rub her round tits
till her nipples got hard. My hands were now exploring
her body, and as I reached her bare pussy, the wetness
became very apparent to me.
I suggested that we go to the bedroom to continue. So
we took the candle with us and went up to the bedroom.
We quickly shed our clothes and began to explore each
other with our hands while passionately kissing. I was
so horny I could barely stand it, and I could tell by
my wet fingers that the foreplay and champagne was
having a similar effect on her.
I whispered in her ear that I would really like a blow
job. She told me that she figured when I said that she
had to do what I wanted, that I had a blowjob in mind.
I told her that I wanted her to get on all fours at
the end of the bed while I lay in front of her.
She complied and soon was giving some excellent head.
I held her head as she bobbed up and down on my hard
cock. I asked her if she was horny, and of course she
mumbled a yes. I said that it was too bad that I
couldn’t fuck her wet cunt at the same time she was
sucking my cock. She tried to nod her agreement while
not removing my cock from her mouth.
I told her to spread her legs a little wider and
imagine a hard dick entering her wet pussy. After a
little coaxing she complied. She seemed to be getting
into the fantasy as she was rocking her hips while
sucking my dick.
Then, just as I had planned, my friend Jon snuck out
of our closet. He was naked with a raging hard-on in
his hand. As he crept up behind my wife I asked her if
she was still imagining that hard cock pounding her
tight pussy, and she moaned her yes.
I grabbed her head a little tighter and fucked her
face. At the same time Jon grabbed her hips and
plunged his dick into her dripping cunt in one swift
movement.
She struggled at first, trying to understand what was
happening, but the combination of the position she was
in, the champagne she had consumed and the pleasure
she was feeling, she soon resigned herself to her
predicament.
As Jon began to pound her hot little box, she
responded by sucking harder on my cock. The sight of
another man fucking my wife while she swallowed my
dick was driving me to the brink in a big hurry. In no
time I was shooting a huge load of cum into my darling
wife’s mouth. She nearly gagged on it as she pulled
away to let some of it splash on her face and in her
hair.
As my cock stopped spurting, she tried to look behind
her to see who it was inside her. Again I grabbed her
face and told her no. She was not to know who her
mystery fuck was. In fact, I found a scarf and tied it
around her eyes to keep her from seeing him. Soon I
could hear that she was reaching an earth shattering
orgasm.
As she bucked and moaned, Jon sped up his assault on
her cunt and soon jammed his cock deep in her,
depositing his cum within her pussy. This sight had
the desired effect of getting me hard again. I told
her to turn around on the bed, and when she did, Jon
grabbed her head and placed his wet semi-hard cock at
her lips. She surprised me by not hesitating to take
him into her mouth and bathed his cock with her
tongue.
As I kneeled behind her I could make out their
combined juices running down her thighs, and slipped
my dick into her soaking wet snatch. The feeling of
her pussy filled with his cum was different to say the
least. I began fucking her for all I was worth. My
balls were slapping against her clit with each stroke.
I wet my finger with the cum that was oozing out of
her hole, and began to lube up her tight virgin ass.
Her only response was to moan even louder than she had
been. While I continued to ram my cock into her hot
pussy, I slowly inserted a finger into her tight ass.
It was kind of weird feeling. I could feel my cock
with my finger and the other way around. She made no
move to stop me as I fingered her ass while pounding
her cunt, while she sucked Jon’s dick like a pro.
She had her second and third orgasms before each of us
came for the second time. She collapsed on the bed
spent and sore. Jon quietly left, and I wrapped my
arms around her and thanked her for a great
anniversary as we drifted off to sleep.
The next morning somewhat embarrassed, she asked me
who the other man had been. To this day I haven’t
answered her question. That one secret frightens her
and excites her all at the same time, and that’s the
way it’s going to stay.