The wife wanted
We are a young married couple, my name is Kostya. I'm 28 years old. My wife is Alyona, she's 26 now. We've been married for 8 years, and dated for six months before that. My wife came to me as a virgin, which was surprising to me. Imagine a slender girl, 175 cm tall, with beautiful size 4 breasts that sway slightly when she walks, a narrow waist, and simply stunning hips. 95-60-90. Her wavy chestnut hair fell past her shoulders, reaching below her shoulder blades. Her appetizing, firm butt always accentuates her femininity. And when it turned out that such a treasure was still a virgin at 18, I was pleasantly surprised.
When we started having sex, I completely lost my mind over
my girl. Her pussy was tender and very tight. I wouldn't say I have a large penis, no more than 15 cm in length and a couple of centimeters in diameter, but when I slowly and tenderly slide it into Alyonka, I feel how the head pushes apart the tight, firm walls of her vagina along the way. When I move slowly, I can feel every little fold of that tight little cave. The folds reluctantly smooth out, letting me go deeper, only to easily return to their previous state. I cherished my wife's pussy, I always wanted to feel its tender firmness and the tight embrace of that voluptuous vessel, so that those folds would always tightly and tenderly envelop my cock, letting it into the most intimate depths.It feels like you're taking a virgin every time. My wife kept her pussy perfectly clean, shaved bare and lubricated with cream. And it looked so innocent – a thin, neat slit divided the velvety mound into two halves, as if this bud had never opened. And I was incredibly happy that this little bud only opens for my cock. I was proud to have such a beauty. Especially when, somewhere in a crowded place, men would devour her with lustful glances. At such moments, I always take Alyonka by the hand or put my arm around her waist to show – she's mine.
But time passes, sex with my wife, even with one like mine, becomes routine and ordinary, and therefore infrequent. I noticed that my wife is no longer so passionate, she stopped coming, and the whole thing doesn't last more than half an hour. And so thoughts began to creep in, what if my beloved starts cheating? After all, men are drooling over her. If we're in a restaurant or at a party, they constantly try to ask her to dance, males are always buzzing around her, trying to talk to her, get to know her, or something else. What if she starts secretly stepping out on me?
She never gave me any reason to doubt, she always says she loves me very much and doesn't need anyone else. She elegantly brushed off all her suitors, so as not to offend them but also to make it absolutely clear – attempts are futile. She turned everything into a joke or played the naive girl who doesn't understand. And then I imagined how she could cheat on me. I was jealous, but the imagined pictures of my wife with a lover, the view from the side of her fucking some big guy, caused a sweet ache in my groin. Suddenly I thought that no one else could feel all the delights of my beloved, as that is given to me as her husband. How other men would envy me if they tried this cake. This velvety skin, those full milky tits with neat pink nipples, this virginal bud, the sweet petals and the scent of her lips.
Several times I even came from such thoughts. And I came to the conclusion that what bothers me is not the possibility of her intimacy with another, but that it would be in secret from me, that she would hide it from me, deceive me. That's where the betrayal lies. And I really didn't want that and was afraid of it. And as a result, it could lead to me losing her. I must give her full-fledged sex so that she feels like the most desired, the most in-demand, the happiest woman in the world. And for that, we simply need to make radical adjustments to our marital intimate life. And keep everything under my control. Our family sex ne
eded urgent changes, because things couldn't go on like this for much longer. Our sex had faded.
At my unobtrusive initiative, we started watching porn. First traditional, then I started mixing in themed porn, I put on group scenes, sex with black guys, with huge cocks. Once I put on a swinger story. I always watched my beloved's reaction. And it seemed to me that the theme of "wife swapping" turned her on a bit, and she also watched with great interest how huge dicks worked inside porn actresses' vaginas. Once she told me she couldn't even imagine how such a monster could fit in there. Our sex became more frequent and more passionate. And I became curious about what exactly turns my wife on during sex, what she imagines at that moment. And so one day, after another lovemaking session, I gathered my courage and decided to talk about it.
— Alyonka, you've gotten so excited and such passion in bed, you haven't been like this in a while)). So watching porn is worth it?
— You've become so insatiable too. Especially after watching scenes where a wife fucks her lover in front of her husband. You then pounce on me like never before. Does that really turn you on that much?
— Well, basically, yes. An unusual theme, forbidden and therefore alluring. And what turns you on the most?
— To be honest, the same thing.
My wife laughed.
— But I couldn't do it. One thing is fantasies, another is actually fucking someone right under your nose.
— To be honest, I've imagined that picture more than once.
— And how was it?
— How was what? You said yourself that I then pounce on you like never before.
Now it was my turn to laugh.
— You're quite the dreamer, and dreaming isn't harmful at all. We haven't fucked like this in a long time.
— Can you imagine how we'd fuck if we made those fantasies a reality?
— My silly darling, come here…
My wife invitingly spread her slender legs and pulled me towards her with her hands. And the crazy sex continued. I fiercely invaded her tight depths with my cock, loudly slapping my pubic bone against her tender perineum. She moaned softly, thrusting her pelvis towards me, her legs sometimes flying above my shoulders, sometimes bending, dropping to the level of my elbows. I felt I was about to come. And this despite having just unloaded twice recently. I quickly pulled my cock out of her bud, the lips instantly closed and between the two halves there was again only a thin slit. I started shooting short streams of my seed, hitting her chest and stomach. There wasn't much cum left.
We lay in a daze, sprawled out on opposite sides of the bed.
— And you wouldn't be jealous? – I suddenly heard the voice of my satisfied wife.
— If you had sex with someone else with my consent?
— Yes…
— Maybe just a tiny bit. But that I wouldn't get off you for a whole week, that's for sure. And I'd love you even more.
About a month passed. One day my wife came home after hanging out with her girlfriends and said she wanted to tell me something. I had just put on another porn video, now I only put on swingers and cheating wives, preparing for wild sex with my beloved, who was tipsy today.
— Today, when Masha, Vika and I were sitting in a cafe, a man tried to get to know us. He was sort of getting to know everyone, but his gaze was aimed at me. Of course, I tried to get rid of him, but he sat down at the next table and ordered champagne for us. In the end, the girls after a while allowed him to join us. We started talking and he gradually started paying attention to me. I didn't give him my phone number, of course, but he invited me on a date and left his business card.
— So? Did you like him? Do you want to meet him?
— No, what are you talking about. I'm just interested in your reaction.
— I'm not against it at all. You could have gone.
— But he really would have fucked me.
— What makes you think he'd just drag you to bed on the first date like that?
— What, does he just want to go for a walk and chat?
— You could go, then you'd find out everything.
— Well, what if I'm right?
— Then I'll pounce on you like never before and give you crazy love, I'll enjoy you and love you. Just go on your non-fertile days.
— You're pushing me into this and you also want me to give it to him without a condom? Afraid I might get pregnant?
— We'll definitely have children later, but for now we need to have fun.
— You want me not just to sleep with him, but also to…
— And also let him come inside you, — I continued.
My wife was confused and couldn't immediately find what to say. I didn't let her gather her thoughts, pushed her onto the bed and started licking the petals of her bud. It was very wet there, Alyona was dripping. I stuck my cock in and after a few thrusts, I came on her legs within 20 seconds. We didn't continue this conversation. I knew that in three days my wife's non-fertile days would start and decided to let things be, I wouldn't pressure or persuade her. No means no, so the time hasn't come yet, or maybe it will never come. And if she goes to him, well, welcome to a new family life with a sexwife.
The three days dragged on very slowly, it was clear that Alyona was thoughtful and nervous. I couldn't find my place either. And then my wife decided to continue the unfinished conversation.
— Listen, let's just leave all this as our fantasy. That's quite enough for us to have amazing sex.
— As you say, but won't you later be tormented by thoughts of what if… what amazing sex that would be then.
— It really bothers me that you're asking me to do it without contraception. Isn't it enough for you that I just give myself to him? Even with a condom, and even if I don't let him come inside me…
— I like it when everything is natural and authentic.
— Well, what if he has some disease?
— Let him get a rapid test before the meeting.
— And you won't leave me, won't stop loving me?
— You are the best, the most beloved, and the most desired woman in the world.
And again crazy, amazing sex. My cock slid between the folds of her familiar cave, the walls still tenderly enveloped it, parting under the pressure of the insistent guest. My wife was overexcited again, there was a lot of lubrication. I tenderly performed my thrusts, and my wife wrapped her legs around my waist and tried to press me closer to her, whispering, — harder, harder… Then she moaned. I increased the pace, trying to reach her uterus. I bent her legs up towards her tits and felt my head bumping against something soft at the very bottom. My wife started to come. Even though her non-fertile days had started, out of habit I pulled my cock out and sprayed it on her hair.
We lay silently, coming to our senses. My wife snuggled up to me, putting her head on my chest. After about 10 minutes, I heard Alyona's voice:
— So, should I go call Igor? Let him get tested tomorrow and I'll say we can meet the day after tomorrow.
— I have nothing against it, my love.
My wife looked searchingly into my eyes, then kissed me on the lips and quickly got up. Gracefully swaying her gorgeous hips, she walked into the hall where her purse was, took out the business card and her mobile phone, and with the same walk returned to me, sitting on the edge. Giving me another inquisitive look, she quickly dialed the phone number and put the receiver to her ear.
— Hello. It's Alyona…
The voice on the other end immediately answered and started talking for a long time.
— Yes, I was thinking about you and decided to…
The voice started talking again.
— Yes, Igor. I agree. We can meet.
— Again the voice in the receiver answered something.
— My husband? I told my husband I decided to hang out with my girlfriends at the club, he's not jealous and lets me out for the whole night.
— Well, when, when… let's meet the day after tomorrow, at 7 pm at the square ___ near the monument.
— Okay, kisses and hugs to you too. See you.
My wife ended the call and dove into a deep kiss with my lips. We kissed without breaking apart for about five minutes. Then I pushed her onto the bed again, put her on all fours, and gently entered her vagina. I was already painting pictures in my imagination, that it was a stranger's cock rudely invading her pussy, and I started pounding harder and harder until she came, and then I did too, right on her back, again, out of habit, pulling my cock out at the very last moment. My wife disappeared into the bathroom, and I went to the kitchen to smoke. A few minutes later, Lena came to me in the kitchen, already dressed in a short home robe, and sat on my lap.
— You talked to him in such a way that I got the impression you got to know him quite closely. That's how a woman talks to a man she's already allowed something. Did you get to kissing?
— Yes, we kissed when he put me in a taxi. And he also fondled my breasts. He wanted to get into my panties, but I stopped him. Just then a taxi appeared and I quickly left.
I got aroused again. I lifted my wife, took off her robe, picked her up in my arms, and carried her to our bedroom. We fucked all night, like it was the first and last time. I came three more times, this time my wife thoughtfully offered her mouth. For the first time, she allowed me to come in her mouth; before she gave me blowjobs, but she didn't take the cum in her mouth, usually I finished on her chest. But now three times I poured into her hospitable little mouth. Though, all three times she went to the bathroom and spat it out. She couldn't swallow.
The next day, closer to evening, Igor called my wife. My wife reminded him again of the time and place of the meeting. Then their conversation smoothly turned to intimate topics. Alyonka, answering his intimate questions, told Igor she hadn't tried anal yet, that he could come in her, and, to further arouse and tease her future lover, added that if anything, she was married after all. She asked him to get tested. They tenderly said goodbye, showering each other with kisses all over. After what I heard, I got so aroused that I immediately started fiercely fucking my wife, bringing her to ecstasy several times in a row. Came in her mouth again. I suddenly imagined that my wife was in her fertile days now and another man was pouring his seed into her uterus. She gets pregnant from him and then, already pregnant, lies under me, letting me come inside her too.
— Darling, you'll soon be a dad. I'm pregnant!!!
My cock was hard again. My wife returned from the bathroom and I again pounced on her tempting body. I kneaded her breasts, kissed her neck, stomach, earlobes, and my cock worked in her tightly squeezing pussy. When we were tired and completely satisfied and utterly exhausted, my wife asked me why I was so overexcited – because of the upcoming meeting tomorrow or because of the conversation I overheard? I answered that I got excited about the upcoming meeting yesterday, when she was just making the arrangements. And today the overheard conversation affected me so much.__P