How a beloved wife became a sex wife.
My wife is simply perfect: very beautiful in face and figure, slender, well-groomed, intelligent. And she has never cheated on me. We had a second child and suddenly she finds out about my infidelities at a time when she needed my help and support. A lot of time passed before everything calmed down. I don't even know how we managed to survive this nightmare. I loved her and, seeing her despair, didn't know how to return her to her former state. I tried as best I could, helped her more with everything, took care so she could rest more, and even said I wouldn't mind if she had an affair, which made her laugh.
When I went to work, I couldn't settle all day, constantly feeling anxiety and jealousy.
Why did I suggest she find herself a lover. What if she's having fun with someone right now, to spite me. Knowing I couldn't even say a word to her. I imagined how at this very minute her legs were spreading for another man, I shuddered as if struck by an electric shock. But I would come home, and the reproaches would start again: why did you do this to me, did I deserve this from you? And I would calm down, having been nervous all day for nothing. But the next day it would start again. And then something strange began to happen to me. Around the fifth day, as usual, I felt some anxiety, and a picture flashed before my eyes of her sitting on another man's cock and smiling when she saw me. But along with the jealousy, a shiver ran through my body, my heart beat faster, a pleasant ache throbbed in my groin, my cock was hard as a rock. I touched myself in my underwear, it was wet... What's happening to me...I decided to try again, could this really affect me like that. Choosing a convenient moment, I started imagining my beloved on another man's cock again; she turns her head to me and says: You don't mind, do you, honey? Come here. I kiss her hot lips, caress her breasts. She moves her hips faster and faster and I feel she's about to cum. She grabs and squeezes my cock with her fingers. And I started stroking it as if she were doing it. The orgasm was very intense. Now, when masturbating, I always got very aroused by my strange fantasies. Here are some:
She lies with her legs spread, her wet lips not yet closed, the sheet beneath her stained with wet spots. I kiss her still moist mouth, she bends her knees, her legs spread wider, her pelvis lifts to meet me, her open hole catches my cock, and I sweetly feel that I'm already inside her...
A text comes from her: Hi, I'm getting ready for a date, kisses. I write back: My desired one, I love you. An hour later, another: I'm naked in the shower, it's about to start. I reply: Kissing your sweet lips, I will feel you and cum with you, I wish you sweet moments, bunny.
I wait for her with trepidation. And she's not here. I know she'll come soon. I hear she's arrived. She undressed and lay down next to me. Pressed against my back. Are you asleep? I turn, kiss her on the lips. My hand caresses her breast. She takes my hand and presses it to the lower part of her belly, it's very wet there. You promised to lick me after this. She lies on her back, spreads her legs wide. My beloved, I press against her pussy, inhale her scent. Did you have a good time? Yeees. She strokes my head. I start with her clit, suck her lips into my mouth, stroking them with my tongue, gradually sliding along the open walls deeper and deeper. I feel her sweet folds contracting. She presses my head harder against her...
Before bed, I caress her sweet hole with my tongue. I came back from a date half an hour ago and you're licking me now without washing, she whispered. Did you have a good time? Yes. She moved her hips faster and faster towards me. It's so wet there. You wanted them to cum inside me, now it's too late, I want it myself now. I tried to push my tongue deeper, she spread her legs wider and an orgasm washed over her. She rested a little. I stroked her belly, stroking my cock. Seeing how aroused I was, she asked: Do you want to cum? Lie down, she commanded. Spreading her lips wider with her fingers, she sat on my face. Leaning forward a little, she started stroking my cock, ready to explode, with her hand. My tongue was again bathing in her love juices. I felt myself cumming on her fingers.
In the morning, I wake her with a kiss, calling her affectionate names. The head of my cock had already begun to enter and I felt the warmth of her sweet lips. But she moves away. Oh no, you can't go there, it's occupied today. We agreed, and she pushes my head down. I kiss her belly. My tongue slides over her pubic mound, caresses her clit, and her flower opens. Do you want me to call you later?
The phone rings. Hi, do you know why I'm calling you? I can guess... Well, okay, bye... I hear giggling, the creaking of a bed. The creaking becomes rhythmic. Characteristic slapping sounds. My beloved's moans...
these were just my fantasies and knowing her, I understood this would never happen
I really wanted her to know about my fantasies, although I understood that nothing would come of it anyway. Once during sex, I started imagining entering her unwashed pussy with lips not yet closed, and I got so aroused that I couldn't hold back and said: I want you to cheat on me. She pretended not to hear, I repeated louder. <a hrеf="">erotic stories She got angry. And moved away. I don't want to anymore. Then there were more attempts, but she said I was bothering her. Then I asked: Can I imagine you like that during sex? She allowed it. Time passed. I thought this stupid desire would gradually go away. It didn't. I will love you even more. I'll give you gifts for every affair. Again, a categorical no. More time passed. As usual during sex, I started fantasizing out loud about what I would do with her if she were lying there now after a date. She doesn't scold me, stays silent, and then says: I'm tired of repeating to you that I don't like this, I'm not listening to you, say what you want. And every time, moving inside her, I fantasized. Gradually, it stopped irritating her. As soon as I started talking about it, my cock would start to grow inside her. Feeling how this affected me, she started to play along. But even knowing it wasn't true, I got more aroused because I heard her voice. Even later, she even started to agree: Yes, yes, yes, I'll do it, before you come back from your business trip. But I had long since resigned myself to the fact that she promised to support me in bed, seeing how aroused I got from it. Once it even seemed to me that she started to like it, and when cumming, she would say: okay, I'll do it soon. When, bunny, I want to experience this so much? I'll tell you myself. Very soon. Bunny. And I kissed her on the lips.
I thought I misheard. What? What did you say? You've already done it... When? Now? Yes... Was that what you had today? Yes... A couple of hours ago. From surprise and excitement, my mouth went dry. She enjoyed watching how her words affected me. Bunny, my beloved. I kissed every millimeter of her desired body. Enjoying every second, I slowly spread her sweet lips, I gently, as if for the first time, touched them with my tongue, took them with my lips, and couldn't tear myself away for a long time. Again, gently and lightly, I enter her. Moving slowly in her sweet pussy, I asked: My beloved, please tell me, how many times have you cheated on me while I was away? She showed three fingers. I felt that she was also aroused by this. I kissed her mouth again and again and many more times, licked her pussy, entered her. Will you do it again while I'm home? Yes. I will, she whispered. Darling, how I love you and am ready to do anything for you.
The whole vacation we behaved like lovers; I wanted to please her in everything. Sometimes I forgot and started behaving like before, grumbling, getting indignant, making remarks, but immediately apologized. All my doubts evaporated. I experienced this feeling and now I'm sure I want exactly this kind of relationship with her. I fell in love with her all over again, saw her in a different light. At every opportunity, I hugged and kissed her. My underwear got wet and a pleasant ache throbbed below when I remembered that she had already done it. And when I thought that soon I would experience it again, my head buzzed and my heart sweetly jumped. But the vacation passed and nothing happened; every day we solved problems.
I went on a business trip again. She promised to text me before a date. I couldn't wait. A month and a half after my departure, during a conversation, I ask: Did you have sex? Yes, I did. My beloved, bunny, when? About a week ago. I was waiting so much, why didn't you say anything? I'm not used to it yet and I'm shy. It's okay, thank you, my love. Did he cum inside you? Yes. I really want you. When I come home, I'll cover your pussy with kisses. I've fallen in love with you all over again and only want you. I love you not as a wife but as a sexual woman who needs to be earned. And I want you to always decide for yourself whether I deserve your attention. And I will try. Okay... I'll be thinking about you now and jerking off, kisses for now. While talking to her, my cock was hard and drops were coming from the tip. That day, I came many times.
How is it that I'm waiting for the moment when I can hug and kiss her. Will she let me enter her or only let me lick her, now that's for her to decide. I only want her. My ex-wife, and now a free, blossoming, beloved, beautiful, sexual woman, who still needs to be earned and pursued.