What Revelations Lead To. Part 1
My husband and I are lying in bed, discussing a movie. In it, a girl can't choose between two guys, so she sleeps with both, and simultaneously at that.
— Would you like to try being with two?" my husband asks me.
— Of course!" I answer defiantly.
I got a bit turned on then and decided to tease him, to see how far we'd go.
— And what would you do with two?!" he asks, as if joking.
— I'd get pleasure... double pleasure!" I purr in response, while already stroking his growing, hardening cock.
It seemed the goal was achieved, his cock was hard, ready for use. But something stirred in me at that moment.
— Can you imagine,
how exciting that is!" I began speaking softly. "One cock in my mouth... for example, this one..." and I take his firm flesh into my mouth. Slowly and deeply I take it in, release it, take it in, release it. I torment him like this for a couple of minutes, giving him time to paint exciting pictures in his head.— And the second one fucks you from behind!.." I finish, releasing the cock from my mouth.
Then I climb on top of my husband and impale myself on his cock. His is just right, moderately long and thick, perfectly my size. And how hard it is when filled with passion!!! I wiggle slightly, adjusting to the sensations. Then I start moving up and down and, looking into my husband's eyes, continue the conversation.
— Or moving like this... and catching the other cock with my lips... mmmm... so you could watch... in the smallest details... yes... I wouldn't refuse that..." I conclude, while already riding his cock, rapidly approaching orgasm. My own fantasy turned me on so much that I came very quickly, but no less vividly for it. Blissful languor spread through my body and sapped my strength. I lay on my husband, spent, with his cock inside, its twitching demanding continuation.
— Wait, my good boy!" I whispered and got off him, lying on my back. "Here, now go ahead!" I proclaimed, spreading my legs apart.
My husband bore down with all his might and easily entered me, bumping against my cervix. His rock-hard, yet hot flesh seemed to want to pierce right through me. I began to moan and whimper from the bliss his movements gave. And soon I was screaming for the whole house to hear, while my husband drove his cock into me with furious thrusts. With a kind of frenzy and an animalistic growl, he pounded it into my flesh. Losing touch with reality, I had a powerful orgasm. My poor, well-fucked vagina convulsively contracted, trying to stop this madness, and a new orgasmic wave washed over me completely.
Catching his breath and calming down a bit, my husband said I wouldn't have the strength for two men.
— I don't need anyone else, my love!" I parry, completely forgetting my fantasy. Not for long, as it turned out...
The next mind-blowing event happened a couple of weeks later. I'm lying, as usual, cozily settled at my husband's feet, sucking his cock. I won't hide it, I love this. I can enjoy the firm flesh for a long time, caressing it with my mouth. Unexpectedly, a light sexual breeze in my head intensifies and turns into a lustful hurricane.
— Confess, darling!" I address my husband. "Have you imagined me with another man?!" I ask a direct question, looking him in the eyes.
— I-I don't know what to say, my love!" Apparently, the gleam of my teeth near the head of his cock was preventing him from finding the "right" answer.
— You have to be honest..." I continue the interrogation, gently sucking the head. "Yes, my beloved wife... I'm guilty... I love to imagine another guy fucking you... sometimes I even imagine you sucking one... while the other takes you from behind...
— I think those are your fantasies, dear!" my man interrupts me with a smile. "I couldn't even think of such a thing!
— And what's stopping you from thinking?.. Is it forbidden to fantasize?!" I smile back at him but don't stop the blowjob.
The cock in my mouth grew even harder and more swollen.
— I see such thoughts turn you on too!
— Such fantasies blow my mind, darling!" he answers and pounces on me with wild passion.
We kiss greedily, squeezing each other in tight embraces. Sometimes he's on top, sometimes I am. Then we settle on our sides, and he gently fucks me from behind for several minutes. Then we change position, and he continues pounding me doggy style. Soon I'm on the verge of orgasm, bliss is about to wash over me, I feel hot streams of cum shooting inside me, and I come too, shuddering all over.
Lying side by side and looking at the ceiling, we talk quietly.
— I see the idea of a threesome turns you on!" says my husband.
— It's just a fantasy, darling!" I answer casually.
— If you want, we could try it sometime!" he throws out, as if in passing.
— But I won't be able to resist sucking another man's cock!" I exclaim.
— So what?! I'm the one offering!" my husband parries.
— A stranger's cock will be fucking my pussy!" I answer, either dissuading or agreeing.
— Twice the affection and attention! Twice the orgasms!" my beloved listed the probable pros.
— I don't kno-ow!" I thought for a minute. "But when I imagine it, I get wildly turned on.
I wanted to catch my husband's hand and put it between my legs so he could see how wet I was, but I bumped into his rock-hard, standing cock. I don't know where the strength came from, but I instantly mounted my husband and began moving rhythmically on him. I'd take him out, then hide him, then rub my clit and hide him again, then impale myself all the way to the cervix, then just please the head. I play and whisper how I'd suck another man's cock, how I'd be on all fours in front of him, how I'd swap cocks, not letting them come too soon.
The next orgasm didn't keep me waiting long. At my husband's words that he'd find me such a man and they'd fuck me to exhaustion, I cried from ecstasy and begged him to keep fucking me to exhaustion. But my husband didn't have the strength...
Afterwards, we brought up the topic several times in the heat of passion, but after orgasm, I seemed to cool down.
— You're the best, you're my only one and the most desired!" I told my husband after sex. And it sounded like an apology for my fantasies. But the thing is, I didn't feel guilty. My husband himself described all the delights of threesome sex to me. And sometimes it seemed to me that he wanted it more than I did. In the end, I decided to "agree to his persuasion.
— Okay, let's try!" I answered after another assault on my weak female chastity. "I just can't imagine how to arrange it all! We're not going to invite just anyone off the street, are we?!
— Of course not!" my husband answered enthusiastically. "It will be a young, handsome man, so you'll like him!" my husband began listing the virtues of my future lover. "Definitely strong and hardy, with good, I'd even say outstanding, attributes. I know you get all wet from big cocks!
— What big ones?! When did you manage to learn that?!" I protested for decency's sake.
— When we watch porn, you breathe louder at the sight of a big cock!" my husband answered without malice.
— And where will you find such a 'treasure'?!" I reasonably asked.
— Where do people usually look for what they need? On the internet!!!
I couldn't leave such a responsible task entirely to my husband. So we registered together on several sex-oriented sites. Moreover, we were looking for acquaintances as a heterosexual couple needing a friend for the husband and a lover for the wife.
There turned out to be many applicants because we deliberately didn't set any special requirements so as not to offend anyone. We studied interesting faces more carefully, and the ones we really liked got a short correspondence to clarify things. But something always interfered with the final selection of a superman. The parameters of a man who would match my husband were never finalized. Either the height wasn't right, or the cock was ugly, or he was a pervert or gay.
I wasn't particularly upset; sex with my husband after such correspondence turned out to be very stormy and high-quality. But my husband's despondency became more and more apparent. He got seriously upset when another candidate said something stupid and got "banned."
Quite some time passed before luck smiled on us. A hot young brunet from the laptop screen presented himself as our long-awaited favorite. And after a brief but frank chat, he was finally approved as a candidate for the third in our bed. Having arranged to meet soon, my husband and I engaged in stormy sex. I already imagined sucking our new friend's cock, how he'd lick my pussy, how skillfully he'd fuck me in all unimaginable positions. I tell my husband all this during our coupling, and furious orgasms—the most powerful first and the sweetest second—carry me away into unreality.
— You won't change your mind at the last moment, will you?!" my husband asked tenderly as soon as I opened my eyes.
— What are you talking about?!" I didn't immediately catch on. "Oh, the group thing!.. You know, we've already said and done so much to make it happen that I think I'm eagerly awaiting the logical finale!
— And if something doesn't go according to plan?!" my husband continued to doubt.
— Your questions are already not according to plan!" I got offended. "First you dangled the carrot, now you're taking it away!
I turned away and wrapped myself in the blanket. The sight of an offended girl worked flawlessly. At such moments, my husband agreed to any of my desires. But I wasn't being pushy. I was only asking for a lover!
— Darling, no, I want to try too!" he began to justify himself. "But I'm afraid!
— I'm the one who's afraid! I have to satisfy two men!" I grumble into his back. "And you might even laze around on the sidelines while others work!
— I don't want to laze around! I want you to like everything!" my husband exclaimed.
— We won't know that until we try!" I reasonably added. "And anyway, do you love me?!" I turned to my husband.
— Madly!
— Then arrange a threesome for us with this man!
My husband smiled and kissed me on the lips.
— Okay! I promise a threesome!
We planned the orgy for the upcoming weekend. More precisely, my husband planned it, discussing the details with that man. My task was to look sexy and anticipate pleasure. Which is exactly what I did. While carefully shaving my pussy, I imagined offering it to strange lips. While choosing lingerie, I imagined it being removed by strange hands. I even gave myself an enema, just in case. Although I didn't want anal sex then.
We met at an expensive restaurant in a pleasant and cozy atmosphere. Our new acquaintance showered me with the sweetest compliments and a luxurious bouquet. For that, I kissed him on his clean-shaven cheek, and we finally met in person.
Photos, of course, don't convey a person's appearance in all its glory or carefully hide it. But we weren't deceived—the man was indeed handsome. Tall, young, around 30, athletic build, pleasant appearance. The timbre of his voice made my body vibrate under my dress, and from the gaze of his brown eyes, I just got wet like a slut. Just a few minutes after meeting, I got wildly turned on, which I informed my husband about. Let him suffer too.
We drank alcohol and talked. My boys, I think, drank less because soon I felt a slight intoxication. My thoughts stopped getting tangled; I wanted celebration and fun. The feeling that the men sitting opposite would fuck me all night somehow evaporated. I stopped being nervous and invited the man to dance. My husband watched our dance with a slight smile. Finding myself in strong, but unfamiliar arms, I got excited again. But I clenched my buttocks and pressed my breasts against my partner. Through the light silk of my dress, I felt the furious beats of his heart under his shirt.
— Are you nervous?!" I asked for some reason.
— Very!" he answered shortly. "It's my first time in this status, and I'm a bit jittery!
— And how scared I am!" I confessed.
— Don't be afraid! I won't hurt you!" he began to reassure me.
— No, I'm afraid I won't handle what's planned and will turn out to be a worthless lover!" I confessed and immediately added with a smile: "But I suck wonderfully!
— That's an encouraging start!" the man exclaimed and also smiled.
I breathed a sigh of relief, and we went back to our table. My gentleman gallantly pulled out my chair. Such attention was very pleasant. I whispered to my husband how grateful I was for this evening, which, however, was just beginning.
We entered a small cottage where I was invited to make myself at home and deny myself nothing. The host announced that in a few minutes the sauna would be ready, where we could warm up and relax. Meanwhile, drinks and snacks were offered. My husband poured me a large shot of tequila, splashed some whiskey for himself.
— That was so mesmerizing!" he said in a half-whisper.
— Hmm?" I raised my tipsy gaze.
— There, in the car!" my husband clarified.
— Aah!.. I don't know what came over me!" I said as indifferently as possible. "I wanted to thank him somehow for the wonderful evening! Want me to thank you too?!" I purred and reached for his fly.
Just as I managed to take off his pants, the host of the house returned.
— That's right, get undressed! I invite you to the sauna!" he said quietly and also poured himself a drink. The man was already undressed. And his amazingly beautiful cock already showed a slight erection. I quickly helped my husband undress and nudged him toward the sauna.
— Boys, go ahead! I'll be right there!.. I need to powder my nose... where?" I addressed the man.
He showed me where the bathroom was, and they disappeared into the steam room. I undressed slowly, took off my soaking wet panties, and washed up. Then I took a large gulp of the saving alcohol and stepped toward new sensations....