3rd January, Wednesday - A very odd feeling. 9pm. Sitting with her, lightly playing with her, but she clearly not in the mood. I started feeling very oddly sexual. Difficult to describe what I was feeling, but I was feeling overly dominant, wanting to get extremely nasty. I felt an urgent need to use my wife as a fuck toy, as my personal slut - not lovingly, but roughly and dominantly. I desired her complete submissiveness. I looked her intensely in the eye and told her I wanted to see her fucked and used good by another man. I couldn't explain to her why I was suddenly feeling this way and I think she became alarmed or at least concerned. I didn't get rough with her, but kissed her aggressively. She masturbated me as I straddled her and she even offered herself to me to fuck. I declined, not wanting to say or do something too rough, dominating or humiliating to her, despite my intense desire to USE her tonight. I left to go to work instead. It'd be safer and wiser. I felt like an animal. Like I was in a sexual frenzy. It felt as if I was turning into a werewolf and my desire to leave the house before something bad happened was like the werewolf characters we've seen in movies, who warned friends to lock them in a cage or basement, chain him up or just leave so he would not hurt them when he turned into a werewolf. Weird I know. Can't explain it. Have never felt this way to this degree. I did go workout a few hours earlier - too much testosterone maybe?
4th January, Thursday - A Quickie. She came home for lunch. I had just awoken when she arrived. She knelt next to the bed, threw back the covers and proceeded to take my hardening cock into her mouth. My wife looked very sexy on her knees, still dressed, bent at the waist, ass stuck out, lips stretched over and servicing my cock. I wanted to suck her pussy. She removed her pants an straddled my face. I reached up and spread her ass cheeks as she pushed her pussy onto my tongue. I could feel her mouth bobbing up and down the full length of my cock. - it felt so good. It was lunchtime though, and she only had 30 minutes to play. She flipped around and straddled my cock. She was wearing a low cut black sweater and she reached in with 1 hand to arrange her breasts to display more cleavage, which she knows I love seeing. She looked incredibly hot , riding me with her breasts so exposed. I told her how I was going to send her back to work with a pussy full of cum; how her coworkers would have no idea that just minutes earlier she was filled with cock and now she was working side by side with them, her pussy dripping cum. She was highly aroused by this thought and fucked me harder as I told how naughty it felt to know SHE was home sucking cock & being fucked while her coworkers (all women) were sitting innocently in the lunchroom unaware of her activities.
I could not hold out long. Seeing the lusty look on her face and hearing her moan as I held and spread her ass cheeks, sent me over the edge. She hadn't cum and as she climbed off me, she looked down at my still semi erect cock flopped on my stomach completely covered with her juices and my fresh cum. She just let out a loud moan "Ohhhhhhhhh" as she stared at my cum covered cock. She threw herself onto her back next to me, spread herself, while her hand immediately went to work on her cum filled pussy. She came less than one minute later and bolted out the front door soon thereafter.
9:00pm - I'd been playing with her pussy as we talked about me putting her into a chastity belt. She had pulled her pussy taut, forcing her clit into the open. I rubbed it lightly. "Why do you want me to wear a chastity belt?" She had expressed how she liked the idea of wearing one just a few days earlier, so I wasn't sure why she was asking. Was she wanting me to truly detail the reasons pragmatically, or did she just want me to express it to her as a dom to a submissive, exerting my control over her as I did. I wanted her locked up to keep her from pleasuring herself with my permission as well as to keep anyone from fucking her or playing with her pussy. As I slid my cock into her pussy, I told her how I was going to lock her up before I'd leave for work. "Are you going to lock up my pussy everyday before you go to work?" she asked. I wanted her pussy locked up at work I wanted her pussy locked up when she went out with her girlfriends. I would openly display or carry the key and whenever asked what it unlocked, would tell them the key was for my wife's locked up pussy - for her chastity belt.
Suddenly, she said "Would you want me to wear it to a board meeting?" I could only moan deeply. This was the ultimate turn on for me and she knew she had hit the hot button with me. My cock hardened. Just a day ago we fucked passionately as I told her how several male board members had been looking her over and oogling her during a board meeting. Now she was suggesting her pussy be locked up as we attended a board meeting. I'd set the key to her belt on the table in front of us with only she and I knowing what it would unlock. I began cumming when she asked me if I wanted her to show the men her chastity belt, her locked up pussy. She came shortly thereafter, once again at her own hand.
Thursday, January 4, 2007
Tuesday, January 2, 2007
Hair, Nails & Board Members
2 January, Tuesday - Hair & Nail Day. 0800am Played this morning with her ass, not inside but all around the crinkled ridges of her asshole and that area between her pussy and her asshole. I was fingering her at the same time. She had a hair appointment with her girlfriend M today. I instructed her to a) share 1 intimate thing with her; b) use one of the phrases "My husband likes me to______", or "My husband makes me_________" with M today; c) dress sexily; d) go work out; e) write a journal entry. I denied her orgasm. She kept desperately placing my hand on her pussy and forcing it down and moving it onto her clit. I had worked her up and she wanted her finish. I stopped and started repeatedly, she was on her back, moving her spread legs up and down as if she were riding a bronc and spurring its shoulders. When I continued to deny her my hand, she attempted to adjust the sheet so it would touch and rub against her clit, as she had done a few days earlier. She'd be allowed to cum after she completed her instructions for the day.
I got a text message as I was waiting my turn to get my haircut with M. My wife had spoken to M earlier about having her pussy area waxed. I had told my wife that I could do it for her and since M's husband does it for her, M said she would show us how to do it properly. Her message said for me to work out a date & time for her to show us. I talked to M, who asked if we wanted to go to her place or ours, but apparently there needs to be 10 days worth of growth to do it right and she shaved 4 days ago, so we're a week out. This sounds very erotic, my wife spread wide for me and her sexy friend who's never seen her pussy and me working between her thighs as M gives instructions. Erotic, I guess, until I have to rip. The 1st time would be the worst as far as pain went. M suggested that it be tried on me so I would empathize. I told her that I had nothing to wax, that my pubic area is shaved. I liked telling this to her. While talking about pain, I told M that my wife was pierced. She seemed a little surprised that my conservative wife would have done it, but also seemed to think it was cool.
My wife had also messaged me that they had talked about vibrators, porn, and Good Vibrations store. M mentioned this to me also, mentioning that she & my wife were talking about going to vibrator stores or porn palaces and how my wife was embarrassed about going into them. M said she was the touchy-feely kind of shopper when it came to vibrators and needed to handle them etc...It certainly sounded like she was volunteering to go with my wife to a store when she suggested that she might like going with another woman. Apparently, they had been talking about looking for or wearing a remote control vibrator. I told her that we had one, but she wanted one that was truly remote - wireless. M told me how nice it would be wearing & using one at work. I was just about to tell M about how my wife had a small dildo stuffed inside her pussy the last time they were out together having dinner & drinks, when the subject abruptly changed. My wife would tell me later tonight that she had wanted to tell her the same thing, but the subject changed on her too. She said I could be the one to tell her. M mentioned she & her husband had had a good sex night last night and that they had gone to rent a porn movie that ended up terrible. I told her we had some that she was welcome to borrow anytime. I think my wife offered to burn some XXX movies from the computer for her as well. I was erotic to have M sharing something intimate with us/me - nice to have it go both ways.
After returning from a board meeting for a non-profit that we are board members for, we started playing again and talking about the days events. I mentioned to her how men on the board were looking her up and down as she got up and walked to the door at one point in the evening. She denied it saying she didn't see anyone looking at her. She denies this every time I tell her this, but she isn't the one looking for other's reactions to her - I am. I get off on knowing that other men, women or couples are oogling my wife, lusting after her, or mentally undressing her. I also mentioned to her how I had enjoyed the intimate sharing with M and hearing about her movie/fuck night. I told her I wanted her to share how much her pussy has been played with lately and about the day that I played with her for hours and hours without letting her cum - the day she agreed to be owned and submissive. I asked her which of her girlfriends she thought would enjoy or be turned on most knowing that she was owned - M or B - and she told me B. Then she mentioned that B had called today wanting to know how our datenight in SF went last Thursday. B wanted to go out again with my wife which is OK with me. My wife confirmed that M did want to go out with her to look at vibrators, perhaps the wireless remote wearable type, maybe on their next girls night out. She said she preferred Good Vibrations to any porn store.
She woke me at 0600am the 3rd when she rolled onto her stomach and spread her legs, face down, ass up - her 'come-play-with-me' position. I licked her and fucked her from behind. I then got out the KY and told her I wanted to get more fingers into her pussy. I eventually worked my thumb into her ass as I slid 3 fingers in & out of her pussy. It was another 'anal training' day and I now worked a finger and thumb into her ass. She asked me if I had been awake, because I was so ready when she went face down. I told her that I had, that I kept waking up because I had been thinking of all the board members in the room last night who were oogling her body as she walked. I also told her how the men sitting outside the Starbucks stopped and turned to watch her as she crossed the street as I waited for her on the other side, earlier during the day. I enjoy watching her from a distance, watching her sexy walk, watching others reactions to her sexy body, and watching her sexy eyes and smile light up as she talks to people. She loves knowing and hearing from me that other men lust after her body. She moaned as I told her what I had witnessed. I told her the board member seated next to me, a man whom she finds attractive, was taking in her uncovered legs, ankles, heels. She had been wearing 3/4 length blue jeans, with very attractive heels, her anklets hung sexily on her tanned and well turned ankle as she sat with her legs crossed. I told her of another member sitting across from us whom I caught admiring her exposed legs. She said she also caught him staring at her. I fucked her ass with my thumb and forefinger as I rubbed her clit with my other hand underneath her. She humped back, moving her ass up and down forcing my fingers in and out.
The conversation again drifted to her girlfriends. I told her how much I enjoyed that our friend M talked so intimately to both of us. It feels like a sexy intimate triangle to me. As close, perhaps, to actually being physically intimate with her girlfriend as I'll get. She asked me if I thought M enjoyed the intimate sharing as well or if I thought it turned her on to hear about us. I think she does like knowing us in this way. I could feel her sphincter relaxing. Her asshole was an open hole now with two fingers inside it, it wasn't just clinging tightly to my fingers as usual. We were making progress.
I told her that I thought B would be turned on if she told he she was being anally trained. She thought I said M and thought M was more dominant. M probably does have more sexual experience than B. My wife said she could see M being the one wearing the strap on and B being the one being fucked by her. I agreed. It would be hot to watch M fucking B strapped as I filled my wife's ass on the same bed. We both moaned at that visual. She said M would want the type of dildo/strapon that would insert into her pussy simultaneously, doubleheaded so she would get fucked herself as she was fucking B. I asked if M had one of those type dildos. They had only talked about vibrators, not dildos...YET, my wife said.
With a little more KY, I inserted a 3rd finger into her ass. Unprecedented. She'd never had 3 fingers stretching her ass. I don't even think she'd ever had 2 inside her ass until her anal training just two days ago. She groaned and said "You've had your fingers in my ass for four straight days now". She was up to 3 fingers. She would take my cock soon.
She wanted fingers in her pussy as well. I obliged her - 3 in her ass, 2 in her pussy and the heel of my palm pressed against her clit. I whispered "If only they (the board members who'd been looking her over last night) could see you now, face down with fingers filling your ass and pussy". The bucking and humping started. "If only they knew how nasty my sexy wife was being just hours after they had seen her" I whispered their names as I told her how they would watch my naked wife's anal training. She came hard as I dug my fingers deep into both her holes.
I got a text message as I was waiting my turn to get my haircut with M. My wife had spoken to M earlier about having her pussy area waxed. I had told my wife that I could do it for her and since M's husband does it for her, M said she would show us how to do it properly. Her message said for me to work out a date & time for her to show us. I talked to M, who asked if we wanted to go to her place or ours, but apparently there needs to be 10 days worth of growth to do it right and she shaved 4 days ago, so we're a week out. This sounds very erotic, my wife spread wide for me and her sexy friend who's never seen her pussy and me working between her thighs as M gives instructions. Erotic, I guess, until I have to rip. The 1st time would be the worst as far as pain went. M suggested that it be tried on me so I would empathize. I told her that I had nothing to wax, that my pubic area is shaved. I liked telling this to her. While talking about pain, I told M that my wife was pierced. She seemed a little surprised that my conservative wife would have done it, but also seemed to think it was cool.
My wife had also messaged me that they had talked about vibrators, porn, and Good Vibrations store. M mentioned this to me also, mentioning that she & my wife were talking about going to vibrator stores or porn palaces and how my wife was embarrassed about going into them. M said she was the touchy-feely kind of shopper when it came to vibrators and needed to handle them etc...It certainly sounded like she was volunteering to go with my wife to a store when she suggested that she might like going with another woman. Apparently, they had been talking about looking for or wearing a remote control vibrator. I told her that we had one, but she wanted one that was truly remote - wireless. M told me how nice it would be wearing & using one at work. I was just about to tell M about how my wife had a small dildo stuffed inside her pussy the last time they were out together having dinner & drinks, when the subject abruptly changed. My wife would tell me later tonight that she had wanted to tell her the same thing, but the subject changed on her too. She said I could be the one to tell her. M mentioned she & her husband had had a good sex night last night and that they had gone to rent a porn movie that ended up terrible. I told her we had some that she was welcome to borrow anytime. I think my wife offered to burn some XXX movies from the computer for her as well. I was erotic to have M sharing something intimate with us/me - nice to have it go both ways.
After returning from a board meeting for a non-profit that we are board members for, we started playing again and talking about the days events. I mentioned to her how men on the board were looking her up and down as she got up and walked to the door at one point in the evening. She denied it saying she didn't see anyone looking at her. She denies this every time I tell her this, but she isn't the one looking for other's reactions to her - I am. I get off on knowing that other men, women or couples are oogling my wife, lusting after her, or mentally undressing her. I also mentioned to her how I had enjoyed the intimate sharing with M and hearing about her movie/fuck night. I told her I wanted her to share how much her pussy has been played with lately and about the day that I played with her for hours and hours without letting her cum - the day she agreed to be owned and submissive. I asked her which of her girlfriends she thought would enjoy or be turned on most knowing that she was owned - M or B - and she told me B. Then she mentioned that B had called today wanting to know how our datenight in SF went last Thursday. B wanted to go out again with my wife which is OK with me. My wife confirmed that M did want to go out with her to look at vibrators, perhaps the wireless remote wearable type, maybe on their next girls night out. She said she preferred Good Vibrations to any porn store.
She woke me at 0600am the 3rd when she rolled onto her stomach and spread her legs, face down, ass up - her 'come-play-with-me' position. I licked her and fucked her from behind. I then got out the KY and told her I wanted to get more fingers into her pussy. I eventually worked my thumb into her ass as I slid 3 fingers in & out of her pussy. It was another 'anal training' day and I now worked a finger and thumb into her ass. She asked me if I had been awake, because I was so ready when she went face down. I told her that I had, that I kept waking up because I had been thinking of all the board members in the room last night who were oogling her body as she walked. I also told her how the men sitting outside the Starbucks stopped and turned to watch her as she crossed the street as I waited for her on the other side, earlier during the day. I enjoy watching her from a distance, watching her sexy walk, watching others reactions to her sexy body, and watching her sexy eyes and smile light up as she talks to people. She loves knowing and hearing from me that other men lust after her body. She moaned as I told her what I had witnessed. I told her the board member seated next to me, a man whom she finds attractive, was taking in her uncovered legs, ankles, heels. She had been wearing 3/4 length blue jeans, with very attractive heels, her anklets hung sexily on her tanned and well turned ankle as she sat with her legs crossed. I told her of another member sitting across from us whom I caught admiring her exposed legs. She said she also caught him staring at her. I fucked her ass with my thumb and forefinger as I rubbed her clit with my other hand underneath her. She humped back, moving her ass up and down forcing my fingers in and out.
The conversation again drifted to her girlfriends. I told her how much I enjoyed that our friend M talked so intimately to both of us. It feels like a sexy intimate triangle to me. As close, perhaps, to actually being physically intimate with her girlfriend as I'll get. She asked me if I thought M enjoyed the intimate sharing as well or if I thought it turned her on to hear about us. I think she does like knowing us in this way. I could feel her sphincter relaxing. Her asshole was an open hole now with two fingers inside it, it wasn't just clinging tightly to my fingers as usual. We were making progress.
I told her that I thought B would be turned on if she told he she was being anally trained. She thought I said M and thought M was more dominant. M probably does have more sexual experience than B. My wife said she could see M being the one wearing the strap on and B being the one being fucked by her. I agreed. It would be hot to watch M fucking B strapped as I filled my wife's ass on the same bed. We both moaned at that visual. She said M would want the type of dildo/strapon that would insert into her pussy simultaneously, doubleheaded so she would get fucked herself as she was fucking B. I asked if M had one of those type dildos. They had only talked about vibrators, not dildos...YET, my wife said.
With a little more KY, I inserted a 3rd finger into her ass. Unprecedented. She'd never had 3 fingers stretching her ass. I don't even think she'd ever had 2 inside her ass until her anal training just two days ago. She groaned and said "You've had your fingers in my ass for four straight days now". She was up to 3 fingers. She would take my cock soon.
She wanted fingers in her pussy as well. I obliged her - 3 in her ass, 2 in her pussy and the heel of my palm pressed against her clit. I whispered "If only they (the board members who'd been looking her over last night) could see you now, face down with fingers filling your ass and pussy". The bucking and humping started. "If only they knew how nasty my sexy wife was being just hours after they had seen her" I whispered their names as I told her how they would watch my naked wife's anal training. She came hard as I dug my fingers deep into both her holes.
Dec 30th through New Years - Recap
December 30, Saturday - 03:30am "I have to tell you something" - She said to me as we were playing. "B told me again what nice legs I have" (B had told her this on an earlier occasion which surprised my wife then as well). "She also told me I had nice breasts, perfect size" She had gone out with B on Tuesday and we had talked that same night. She had not mentioned this to me. She had also told B that I found her really attractive, that I thought she was HOT, as my wife put it. I had told my wife a week ago that I wanted her to tell B that I thought she was sexually attractive - that I wanted her to know how I felt about her. She did well. I don't know why she waited to tell me though. She told me what B had said as I had my thumb inside her pussy and a finger stuffed inside her ass, working both in and out. We continued talking about her sexy friend. She had recommended to B to toss all her frumpy clothes and start wearing clothes that accentuate her body and specifically her breasts. My wife had gotten these two ideas from a book I had given her a couple of months ago called......................I had given it to her so she could effect some of the suggestions in the book to enhance and bring out her sexuality/sensuality. I told her to give B the book to read in order for her to start feeling sexy again. I told my wife to help B, to follow up with her. I also told my wife that the next time B complimented her breasts, legs or any other part of her body, for my wife to respond positively in a way that draws out more from B, to get her to elaborate or share more intimately with my wife. I will instruct my wife to tell B that I have talked with her about fucking her.
December 31, Sunday - New Years Eve Morning 03:30am. She had not been allowed to cum all day long on Saturday and she awoke when I arrived. She immediately spread her legs for me as I got into bed. I told her how pleased I was with her first Hotwife Journey entry as I touched her pussy. I had read it while at work more than once, getting aroused each time. She was so hot and desperate to cum that when I mounted her, she fucked me back crazed with lust. I'd not seen her so desperately wanting to fuck. She fucked back wildly, thrusting up against my cock, grinding against me, spreading her thighs and ass cheeks with both hands, pulling them back and allowing me to go DEEP into her soaked pussy. Ragged breathing, gasping, and hoarse panting came from her open mouth with every deep thrust. Coupled with the sounds of slapping flesh, her cries drove me to fuck her as hard and as deep as I could.
As we fucked, we talked about her girlfriend B. I wanted my wife to shepherd her sexually. I wanted her to go out with B, but for my wife to call her ahead of time to tell B that she planned on dressing sexily, and for her to tell B to do the same - revealing blouse, no bra, short skirt, etc... I wanted both sexy women to be out flaunting themselves in public. I wanted them to both flirt, to strut confidently into a bar together in their revealing clothing and heels, turning heads as the did. Since I started talking with my wife intimately about B, I have found myself wanting to influence her girlfriends sensuality as I do with my wife. The idea of exerting even a small amount of control or domination over B was arousing to me. The fact that it would be done by proxy, through my sexy wife, made the idea all the more exciting. I wanted my wife to help her with her wardrobe, shop with B, helping her find sexy new clothes to wear. I told my wife to tell B that 'I' wanted to see her wearing particular types or styles of clothes - low cut blouses or short skirts or for her to go braless. I wanted B to want to dress for ME, someone other than her husband, because she wanted to please me, and to submit to my desires regarding her clothing selections. My sexy wife would facilitate, telling her "My husband wants to see you wearing (or not wearing any) ________" or "My husband thinks you'd look good in ________" My wife expressed a fear of losing B as a friend. I told her to continue to sexually share herself/us with B and to slowly make the suggestive remarks to her and communicate my desires regarding her apparel options known to her - slowly.
I also told my wife I was going to share her with attractive men when I went out for drinks at bars and struck up conversations with them. I'd steer the conversation towards her, then as the conversation got more intimate, I'd mention that I had photographs of her if he wanted to view them. After sharing her, I'd give him my wife's email address so he could tell her all about how she was shared by her husband and so he would email her and tell her what he thought of her photos and body.
We awoke a few hours later to play again. After working her up, I started playing with her ass, informing her that I would be starting her on 'anal training'. I slid a finger up her ass as I explained that on a regular basis her ass was going to be used, worked, filled, and played with to prepare her to be able to handle my cock in her ass. She would be instructed on how to relax her extremely strong sphincter muscle to accommodate my finger(s), plugs, dildos and then ultimately my hard cock. She moaned at the idea of being anally trained. She was so worked up. I told her " You're allowed to play with yourself for 15 seconds" She immediately brought her hand to her pussy and rubbed it roughly moaning as she did. In 15 seconds I would deny her the pleasure of her own fingers. She came 9 seconds later.
January 1, Monday - New Years Morning 03:30am. "I couldn't find a large cucumber tonight". I had instructed her a few weeks ago to find a very thick cucumber that I would use on her pussy. She had been shopping earlier in the evening for a small New Years gathering we were having. I started to touch her pussy. "It's amazing. I can't believe how much my pussy has been used lately". It was true, her pussy had never been fucked, licked, slapped, sucked, spanked as much as it had in the last month and certainly never as much as in the last 2 weeks.
We fucked and sucked and she was allowed to play with her clit. She masturbated urgently and vigorously, almost abusing her clit. She seemed to be in a hurry to cum, perhaps afraid that I would tell her to stop before she could cum. We continued to suck & fuck and she brought herself off with fingers from both my hands inside her pussy.
December 31, Sunday - New Years Eve Morning 03:30am. She had not been allowed to cum all day long on Saturday and she awoke when I arrived. She immediately spread her legs for me as I got into bed. I told her how pleased I was with her first Hotwife Journey entry as I touched her pussy. I had read it while at work more than once, getting aroused each time. She was so hot and desperate to cum that when I mounted her, she fucked me back crazed with lust. I'd not seen her so desperately wanting to fuck. She fucked back wildly, thrusting up against my cock, grinding against me, spreading her thighs and ass cheeks with both hands, pulling them back and allowing me to go DEEP into her soaked pussy. Ragged breathing, gasping, and hoarse panting came from her open mouth with every deep thrust. Coupled with the sounds of slapping flesh, her cries drove me to fuck her as hard and as deep as I could.
As we fucked, we talked about her girlfriend B. I wanted my wife to shepherd her sexually. I wanted her to go out with B, but for my wife to call her ahead of time to tell B that she planned on dressing sexily, and for her to tell B to do the same - revealing blouse, no bra, short skirt, etc... I wanted both sexy women to be out flaunting themselves in public. I wanted them to both flirt, to strut confidently into a bar together in their revealing clothing and heels, turning heads as the did. Since I started talking with my wife intimately about B, I have found myself wanting to influence her girlfriends sensuality as I do with my wife. The idea of exerting even a small amount of control or domination over B was arousing to me. The fact that it would be done by proxy, through my sexy wife, made the idea all the more exciting. I wanted my wife to help her with her wardrobe, shop with B, helping her find sexy new clothes to wear. I told my wife to tell B that 'I' wanted to see her wearing particular types or styles of clothes - low cut blouses or short skirts or for her to go braless. I wanted B to want to dress for ME, someone other than her husband, because she wanted to please me, and to submit to my desires regarding her clothing selections. My sexy wife would facilitate, telling her "My husband wants to see you wearing (or not wearing any) ________" or "My husband thinks you'd look good in ________" My wife expressed a fear of losing B as a friend. I told her to continue to sexually share herself/us with B and to slowly make the suggestive remarks to her and communicate my desires regarding her apparel options known to her - slowly.
I also told my wife I was going to share her with attractive men when I went out for drinks at bars and struck up conversations with them. I'd steer the conversation towards her, then as the conversation got more intimate, I'd mention that I had photographs of her if he wanted to view them. After sharing her, I'd give him my wife's email address so he could tell her all about how she was shared by her husband and so he would email her and tell her what he thought of her photos and body.
We awoke a few hours later to play again. After working her up, I started playing with her ass, informing her that I would be starting her on 'anal training'. I slid a finger up her ass as I explained that on a regular basis her ass was going to be used, worked, filled, and played with to prepare her to be able to handle my cock in her ass. She would be instructed on how to relax her extremely strong sphincter muscle to accommodate my finger(s), plugs, dildos and then ultimately my hard cock. She moaned at the idea of being anally trained. She was so worked up. I told her " You're allowed to play with yourself for 15 seconds" She immediately brought her hand to her pussy and rubbed it roughly moaning as she did. In 15 seconds I would deny her the pleasure of her own fingers. She came 9 seconds later.
January 1, Monday - New Years Morning 03:30am. "I couldn't find a large cucumber tonight". I had instructed her a few weeks ago to find a very thick cucumber that I would use on her pussy. She had been shopping earlier in the evening for a small New Years gathering we were having. I started to touch her pussy. "It's amazing. I can't believe how much my pussy has been used lately". It was true, her pussy had never been fucked, licked, slapped, sucked, spanked as much as it had in the last month and certainly never as much as in the last 2 weeks.
We fucked and sucked and she was allowed to play with her clit. She masturbated urgently and vigorously, almost abusing her clit. She seemed to be in a hurry to cum, perhaps afraid that I would tell her to stop before she could cum. We continued to suck & fuck and she brought herself off with fingers from both my hands inside her pussy.
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Her "Little Wife" Letter
30 December, Saturday - Her "Little Wife" letter to me. I left my wife in a state of arousal this afternoon. I denied her an orgasm for hours and hours playing with her pussy from the early morning hours until about 4pm and because I needed to leave for work, I had instructed her to write a letter to me about everything that had transpired in the past 24-hours and her feelings. I wanted her to start a journal of her sexual experiences from now on. I had instructed her that she was not to cum while I was away, that she was not to touch her pussy or masturbate unless I allowed it. I told her that if I was satisfied with her letter to me, that I might let her bring herself off.
An hour or two I received a text message from my wife asking me to check my email. "I hope you are pleased" Here is what she wrote to me:
Throbbing and pulsing, that's how he left me. He played with me for hours then told me to go take a shower. He told me I couldn't cum. He told me I was his to do what he wanted with. He spanked me, he put 2 fingers in my ass and fingered and manhandled my pussy over and over. He made me crazy wanting to cum, then refused my need. I loved every minute of it.
"I want to dominate you." "I own you, this pussy is mine." "You will do what I say, when I say." "I will own you sexually, your sexuality will come from me, your pleasure will come from me." "You will be a shared wife." "I will share you." "Remember that I love you, that you trust me, I will not humiliate you, and that I will take care of you."
All these things he said to me and yet he would not let me cum. He waited for my agreement. He wanted me to consent to be owned by him sexually. Although, I gave my consent, he still would not let me cum. I took the shower; I ate my breakfast and lay back down. As he started to fondle me again and repeat that he owned me, he still would not bring me to orgasm. He left for work and left me pulsing and swollen saying after he reads what I write, (if he likes) then he will let me cum.
I want to cum, so I am here writing and hoping he will be pleased.
I have secretly wanted to be dominated. I have been insecure about pleasing my husband and find I am extremely turned on by being told what to do. I like being the little wife. I like to please him. I love when he tells me to bend over or spread my legs for him. I am excited and nervous at the same time. I have been more of a conservative lady when it comes to sex. I have never let myself get too wild for fear of someone finding out. I guess then, not approving. My husband says I need to be set free. I am afraid. My husband says he will be there and will take care of me...I need to trust him. I find it hard to give up control of my sexual life. My sexual life though has not been that fulfilling over the years. Maybe this is just what I need. Maybe I need him to control what I do sexually and not ask any questions. This will be a new chapter in my life, giving up control.
To please him from now on:
I must ask to play with my pussy
I must dress sexily everyday
I must apply my makeup carefully each day
I must talk to my friends about us
I must tell him when someone says I look sexy
I must look men and women in the eye and smile when I think they are checking me out
I must talk to someone when he tells me to
I must expose myself if he tells me to
I must suck his cock if he tells me to
I must get my ass (and I assume pussy) filled with any item he wants
I must purchase the longest, fattest cucumber I can find
I must wear or not wear what he says
I must show my clit ring to my friend
I must share that I have a chastity belt
I must let him use clips and other methods to pull and pinch me
I must let him paddle me and like it
I must go out with eggs or dildos in my pussy if he says
I must be ready to be fucked when he gets home
I must never refuse to do these things
Hot and wet is how I am feeling right now. I have not touched myself though. I will not until I am given permission. I wonder if moving around in this chair and kegel excercises count as touching my pussy? I am looking forward to the next instruction I am given.
I am pleased.
An hour or two I received a text message from my wife asking me to check my email. "I hope you are pleased" Here is what she wrote to me:
Throbbing and pulsing, that's how he left me. He played with me for hours then told me to go take a shower. He told me I couldn't cum. He told me I was his to do what he wanted with. He spanked me, he put 2 fingers in my ass and fingered and manhandled my pussy over and over. He made me crazy wanting to cum, then refused my need. I loved every minute of it.
"I want to dominate you." "I own you, this pussy is mine." "You will do what I say, when I say." "I will own you sexually, your sexuality will come from me, your pleasure will come from me." "You will be a shared wife." "I will share you." "Remember that I love you, that you trust me, I will not humiliate you, and that I will take care of you."
All these things he said to me and yet he would not let me cum. He waited for my agreement. He wanted me to consent to be owned by him sexually. Although, I gave my consent, he still would not let me cum. I took the shower; I ate my breakfast and lay back down. As he started to fondle me again and repeat that he owned me, he still would not bring me to orgasm. He left for work and left me pulsing and swollen saying after he reads what I write, (if he likes) then he will let me cum.
I want to cum, so I am here writing and hoping he will be pleased.
I have secretly wanted to be dominated. I have been insecure about pleasing my husband and find I am extremely turned on by being told what to do. I like being the little wife. I like to please him. I love when he tells me to bend over or spread my legs for him. I am excited and nervous at the same time. I have been more of a conservative lady when it comes to sex. I have never let myself get too wild for fear of someone finding out. I guess then, not approving. My husband says I need to be set free. I am afraid. My husband says he will be there and will take care of me...I need to trust him. I find it hard to give up control of my sexual life. My sexual life though has not been that fulfilling over the years. Maybe this is just what I need. Maybe I need him to control what I do sexually and not ask any questions. This will be a new chapter in my life, giving up control.
To please him from now on:
I must ask to play with my pussy
I must dress sexily everyday
I must apply my makeup carefully each day
I must talk to my friends about us
I must tell him when someone says I look sexy
I must look men and women in the eye and smile when I think they are checking me out
I must talk to someone when he tells me to
I must expose myself if he tells me to
I must suck his cock if he tells me to
I must get my ass (and I assume pussy) filled with any item he wants
I must purchase the longest, fattest cucumber I can find
I must wear or not wear what he says
I must show my clit ring to my friend
I must share that I have a chastity belt
I must let him use clips and other methods to pull and pinch me
I must let him paddle me and like it
I must go out with eggs or dildos in my pussy if he says
I must be ready to be fucked when he gets home
I must never refuse to do these things
Hot and wet is how I am feeling right now. I have not touched myself though. I will not until I am given permission. I wonder if moving around in this chair and kegel excercises count as touching my pussy? I am looking forward to the next instruction I am given.
I am pleased.
Complete Ownership and Submission
30 December, Saturday 0930am - A new lifestyle. We awoke and were lightly playing with each other. We talked about our fight from last Thursday night, datenight, and got into a relationship/sexuality discussion. It started out somewhat badly, but turned into a healthy discussion of multiple topics: her need to feel truly loved and supported, my being deeply in love with her and needing to feel that she's in love with me as well, my feeing a lack of affection and physical closeness, her need for me to stick by her even (or especially) in times of our fights - to not take myself away and become unavailable, her feeling of sexual inadequacy - not having ever felt like she was enough sexually for me.
This last point launched us into a much bigger discussion. I asked her where her feeling of sexual inadequacy came from. Was it me? Did I do or say anything to her to make her feel this way? She said she was sexually inexperienced when we started together. She gave me two examples of how she felt she was not good: sucking my cock and fucking with her on top (cowgirl). She didn't like to suck my cock because she doesn't feel does it well, and said I possibly said something to her somewhere in our 20 years that caused her to want to not suck. I'm less clear about her not wanting to ride on top, but she did mention fucking a black friend where this issue came out. I told her that I loved when she did both with me, that all women (and men) fuck and suck differently, some better than others and just because I give her a suggestion, does not mean that she'll never be good at it.
We talked more about other relationship/sexual topics before I turned to face her as we lay in bed. I said I had something to tell her. This was a serious topic for me and I wanted to bring it out into the open. I looked her in the eye and paused. I think she was a little worried about what I might say to her, because her face showed a bit of apprehension. I held the eye contact and told my wife that I wanted to [sexually] DOMINATE her - I wanted to OWN her. I wanted to control every aspect of her sexuality. Her body was to belong to me, her pussy, her ass, her breasts. Her sexual pleasure, both quality and quantity was to be dictated by me. This was not light conversation for me - I was completely serious. I did not plan to have this conversation at this moment. I did not even have this conversation practiced in my mind nor organized prior to my saying it. This was spontaneous and impromptu, but very serious and deeply felt. Something I have wanted for a longtime, something from my dark side. I have always been dominant but I was now asking for much more from her.
I was proposing an entire lifestyle change for us and for her specifically. This was not to be just a weekend experiment, but a way of life. I told her that I loved her, that she needed to trust me, to know that I'd protect her, that I would not humiliate her and for her part, she would cede all control of her sexuality, sexual pleasure, body and decisions as they related to her or our sex life, to me. She would be owned. I would insist on her sexual submission to me. There would be no questioning of my instructions by her. She would be required to do as instructed, no questions asked. Discipline would be involved as needed.
I wanted her to chose this life. It had to be a deliberate choice for her. She had to acknowledge her new submissiveness, to accept her sexual ownership. She was to be free to decide this on her own, without me pressuring her about it. I could not have her half-committed to this new lifestyle. This was to be complete sexual submission and domination - sexual ownership. Sexual only. I made it clear to her that she would remain my equal in all other aspects of life - partner, wife, friend, mother of our children, etc... Her ownership, dominance and submission was to apply to her sexuality.
(We talked more later when we got home. Many things were talked about - she got to read this blog for the first time...she wanted to just make love sometimes (without toys, videos, etc...)...I got home thinking [again] about her affair, she was defensive and told me how she felt hurt by my sleeping with other women and I explained how it was not the same - how her affair was emotional...she has never told ANYONE of her affair...chastity belts, hanging sling chairs...her submission and being owned...told her how the word 'slut' to me is a complimentary term, not derogatory...how she is taking small steps and understands about 'changing her mindset' but slow to change...how I always knew she looked at XXX videos when I was not home...that I do have fears just like her...
This last point launched us into a much bigger discussion. I asked her where her feeling of sexual inadequacy came from. Was it me? Did I do or say anything to her to make her feel this way? She said she was sexually inexperienced when we started together. She gave me two examples of how she felt she was not good: sucking my cock and fucking with her on top (cowgirl). She didn't like to suck my cock because she doesn't feel does it well, and said I possibly said something to her somewhere in our 20 years that caused her to want to not suck. I'm less clear about her not wanting to ride on top, but she did mention fucking a black friend where this issue came out. I told her that I loved when she did both with me, that all women (and men) fuck and suck differently, some better than others and just because I give her a suggestion, does not mean that she'll never be good at it.
We talked more about other relationship/sexual topics before I turned to face her as we lay in bed. I said I had something to tell her. This was a serious topic for me and I wanted to bring it out into the open. I looked her in the eye and paused. I think she was a little worried about what I might say to her, because her face showed a bit of apprehension. I held the eye contact and told my wife that I wanted to [sexually] DOMINATE her - I wanted to OWN her. I wanted to control every aspect of her sexuality. Her body was to belong to me, her pussy, her ass, her breasts. Her sexual pleasure, both quality and quantity was to be dictated by me. This was not light conversation for me - I was completely serious. I did not plan to have this conversation at this moment. I did not even have this conversation practiced in my mind nor organized prior to my saying it. This was spontaneous and impromptu, but very serious and deeply felt. Something I have wanted for a longtime, something from my dark side. I have always been dominant but I was now asking for much more from her.
I was proposing an entire lifestyle change for us and for her specifically. This was not to be just a weekend experiment, but a way of life. I told her that I loved her, that she needed to trust me, to know that I'd protect her, that I would not humiliate her and for her part, she would cede all control of her sexuality, sexual pleasure, body and decisions as they related to her or our sex life, to me. She would be owned. I would insist on her sexual submission to me. There would be no questioning of my instructions by her. She would be required to do as instructed, no questions asked. Discipline would be involved as needed.
I wanted her to chose this life. It had to be a deliberate choice for her. She had to acknowledge her new submissiveness, to accept her sexual ownership. She was to be free to decide this on her own, without me pressuring her about it. I could not have her half-committed to this new lifestyle. This was to be complete sexual submission and domination - sexual ownership. Sexual only. I made it clear to her that she would remain my equal in all other aspects of life - partner, wife, friend, mother of our children, etc... Her ownership, dominance and submission was to apply to her sexuality.
(We talked more later when we got home. Many things were talked about - she got to read this blog for the first time...she wanted to just make love sometimes (without toys, videos, etc...)...I got home thinking [again] about her affair, she was defensive and told me how she felt hurt by my sleeping with other women and I explained how it was not the same - how her affair was emotional...she has never told ANYONE of her affair...chastity belts, hanging sling chairs...her submission and being owned...told her how the word 'slut' to me is a complimentary term, not derogatory...how she is taking small steps and understands about 'changing her mindset' but slow to change...how I always knew she looked at XXX videos when I was not home...that I do have fears just like her...
Friday, December 29, 2006
Life & Death Decisions Over a Skirt
29 December, Friday - Datenight gone bad. Our night out got started off on the wrong foot before it even started. In a nutshell, I got upset over my wife's unwillingness to wear a shorter skirt than the one she had chosen. We're talking about approximately a 2-3 inch difference in opinion - Her: 2-3" above the knee; Me: 5-6" above the knee. Difference in mindset: A MILE WIDE.
I told her that she looked sexy (not slutty) in it and told her I wanted her to wear it. There wasn't much arguing about it - she said she didnt' feel comfortable in something that short and I walked out exasperated after saying a few words to try to convince her to wear it. I was tired of her unwillingness to be more daring. I no longer cared about the datenight. Frankly, I didn't care whether we went or not.
We had intended to visit a couple of leather-type, sexually oriented stores before checking into our hotel and going out for dinner. However, I no longer had any desire to go and we drove directly to our hotel in SF to check in. There had been very little said between us for the past 1.5 hours. She went into the bathroom to use the jacuzzi tub and I left the hotel to buy some beer and champagne.
As our dinner reservation time approached, she dressed and came out of the bathroom wearing neither skirt, but wearing a pair of jeans. That was it. I was done. A few short terse words later and I told my wife that once dinner was done, she could drop me off at the train station and she could stay in SF by herself. This suited her fine and we left the hotel in silence.
Despite the fact that I seldom practice it, I know that the vast majority of disagreements can be worked out or mitigated if people continue talking. Unfortunately, I happen to be a go-for-broke, take-no-prisoners kind of guy, which does not lend to win-win resolutions. As we drove to the restaurant my wife said she wanted me to stay in SF with her. I apologized for my bad behavior.
I felt badly as we sat for dinner and began to candidly open up to my wife about our relationship. How I felt I had neglected her for many, many years - how she had been the one to pay the price for my devotion and commitment to my business. It had only been since I closed the business two years ago that I truly realized how much I loved her. I was feeling an urgency to make up for lost time with her. I apologized for all those years that I chose my work over my marriage.
I also told her how I could not stop thinking about her having been with and cheating with her lover from work. I could not control the thoughts that frequently ran through my head about her and him. I was still hurting about her revelation. It had been about a month since her disclosure and I thought of it often. I told her how it both hurt and aroused me at the same time to think of her fucking him.
I had had a couple of beers in the hotel room and was drinking pretty freely at the restaurant, finishing off two or three martinis and then starting into the bottle of wine we had ordered. I am not the type of guy who drinks his problems away - at all - but it just felt good tonight. I think it was the first time I have ever drank to forget, to deaden the hurt and pain. She drove us back to the hotel.
Back in the hotel room, we put in an XXX movie we had brought with us along with some toys and started to play with each other. She told me that, earlier while she was in the jacuzzi tub, she had sat with her legs draped over the sides of the tub, her pussy positioned in front of the jets. She had wanted me to walk in on her as the water pulsed against her pussy. I told her to show me how she did it and she went to start the jacuzzi again. It was hot to watch her as she positioned her pussy in front of the jet once again. Made me very hard. I climbed in and fucked her inside the tub, fingered her ass, took photos of her in the jacuzzi and of her sucking my cock as I stood over the tub. We went back to the bed and fucked more. She came with a large dildo in her pussy and the black dildo in her ass. We both fell asleep, but woke a few hours later and fucked again.
In the morning when I returned from moving the car, she was in bed watching more videos and playing with her pussy. She was turned on by the videos of fisting and cucumbers. I used the large dildo inside her until she came while we watched a Rocco video. We kept watching while we both masturbated, then fucked again with her being so aroused by watching her breasts bouncing and swaying violently as I thrust into her. Her pussy was so red and raw from all the fucking, sucking and playing with this week.
She says I owe her a proper datenight, since I messed this one up.
I told her that she looked sexy (not slutty) in it and told her I wanted her to wear it. There wasn't much arguing about it - she said she didnt' feel comfortable in something that short and I walked out exasperated after saying a few words to try to convince her to wear it. I was tired of her unwillingness to be more daring. I no longer cared about the datenight. Frankly, I didn't care whether we went or not.
We had intended to visit a couple of leather-type, sexually oriented stores before checking into our hotel and going out for dinner. However, I no longer had any desire to go and we drove directly to our hotel in SF to check in. There had been very little said between us for the past 1.5 hours. She went into the bathroom to use the jacuzzi tub and I left the hotel to buy some beer and champagne.
As our dinner reservation time approached, she dressed and came out of the bathroom wearing neither skirt, but wearing a pair of jeans. That was it. I was done. A few short terse words later and I told my wife that once dinner was done, she could drop me off at the train station and she could stay in SF by herself. This suited her fine and we left the hotel in silence.
Despite the fact that I seldom practice it, I know that the vast majority of disagreements can be worked out or mitigated if people continue talking. Unfortunately, I happen to be a go-for-broke, take-no-prisoners kind of guy, which does not lend to win-win resolutions. As we drove to the restaurant my wife said she wanted me to stay in SF with her. I apologized for my bad behavior.
I felt badly as we sat for dinner and began to candidly open up to my wife about our relationship. How I felt I had neglected her for many, many years - how she had been the one to pay the price for my devotion and commitment to my business. It had only been since I closed the business two years ago that I truly realized how much I loved her. I was feeling an urgency to make up for lost time with her. I apologized for all those years that I chose my work over my marriage.
I also told her how I could not stop thinking about her having been with and cheating with her lover from work. I could not control the thoughts that frequently ran through my head about her and him. I was still hurting about her revelation. It had been about a month since her disclosure and I thought of it often. I told her how it both hurt and aroused me at the same time to think of her fucking him.
I had had a couple of beers in the hotel room and was drinking pretty freely at the restaurant, finishing off two or three martinis and then starting into the bottle of wine we had ordered. I am not the type of guy who drinks his problems away - at all - but it just felt good tonight. I think it was the first time I have ever drank to forget, to deaden the hurt and pain. She drove us back to the hotel.
Back in the hotel room, we put in an XXX movie we had brought with us along with some toys and started to play with each other. She told me that, earlier while she was in the jacuzzi tub, she had sat with her legs draped over the sides of the tub, her pussy positioned in front of the jets. She had wanted me to walk in on her as the water pulsed against her pussy. I told her to show me how she did it and she went to start the jacuzzi again. It was hot to watch her as she positioned her pussy in front of the jet once again. Made me very hard. I climbed in and fucked her inside the tub, fingered her ass, took photos of her in the jacuzzi and of her sucking my cock as I stood over the tub. We went back to the bed and fucked more. She came with a large dildo in her pussy and the black dildo in her ass. We both fell asleep, but woke a few hours later and fucked again.
In the morning when I returned from moving the car, she was in bed watching more videos and playing with her pussy. She was turned on by the videos of fisting and cucumbers. I used the large dildo inside her until she came while we watched a Rocco video. We kept watching while we both masturbated, then fucked again with her being so aroused by watching her breasts bouncing and swaying violently as I thrust into her. Her pussy was so red and raw from all the fucking, sucking and playing with this week.
She says I owe her a proper datenight, since I messed this one up.
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
"I want to be naughty for you"
27 December, Wednesday 2:00am - Datenight suggestions & IMs. I told her what I wanted to do tomorrow night on our datenight - how I wanted her to learn how to follow my directions, how I wanted her to take her to a hotel bar and show her off, to have her expose herself to an attractive man or woman by spreading her legs for them flashing her pussy, show off her legs or expose some of her breasts. I wanted to find someone, send over a drink or have my wife bring it to him/her and see where it leads. I was going to tell her to go dance with another man.
She wasn't responsive. Her pussy and clit still hurt and was feeling sensitive. Don't know really why - was she not liking my suggestions?, something wrong with her piercing?, razor burn from shaving her pussy the day before?, or a yeast infection? She began responding when I told her I'd send her to the bathroom during dinner to remove her panties and/or bra, or to go insert an egg/plug/dildo into her pussy. She said she could follow those orders. I think she is still apprehensive and nervous about taking my directions when it involves others. She wants to flash her pussy to [just] me across the room. I told her I wanted others to catch her in the act.
She asked me what I wanted to buy her to insert into her pussy. I had found a steel egg and steel balls at Madame S & Mr. S. I could also cut off the base of the small black dildo she had worn before while out with her friend M, so she could slip it entirely inside her pussy without the base irritating her lips. She mentioned a picture on our computer that she liked. It was a large steel ball that had 2 other smaller steel balls attached to it by chains - a woman would wear the larger ball inside her pussy as the other two balls would dangle from her pussy, hanging between her legs. She wanted this. I will try to find it.
She asked me again if I had shared her with any of my coworkers, either by telling them about her or showing her off to them. I had told one woman how I wanted her to be fucked by a thick black man. I had suspected a few months back that this white coworker loved being blacked, which she confirmed at that time. I asked her if she'd 'loan' one of her black lovers to my wife, but she told me she didn't like to share.
My wife continued to refine the details of how she wanted me to share her with a friend or coworkers. She didn't much care for me sharing about her with women. I surmised and confirmed that this was because with a woman, it would seen to be more about me flirting with this person, instead of it really being about the sharing of my wife. I would soon have her photos developed and I'd keep them in a separate envelope, but inside the small photo album I keep with me at work, waiting for just the right opportunity and person to share her. She didn't want to be shared with everyone and anyone or have me be known as the guy at work who shows naked photos of his wife to anyone who'll look at them.
I agreed fully, telling her I had no intention of making her the "town whore" or making her seem cheap in any way to anyone. Ideally, she'd like it if I just had a friend or maybe two, who I talked with about my wife intimately and who I showed her photos to. Someone that would know all about her sexually by what I told him, and who knew every detail of her body from seeing her graphic photos. She only wanted to know that I HAD shared her in this way with someone, but did not want to know WHO I had shared her with, so that if we were out having drinks, dinner, or out socially, she would not know which friend of mine 'knew' her 'secrets' - just that one (or more) of my friends DID 'know' her. She suggested that when I wanted her to know who she was shared with, I might lean over and whisper his name, perhaps even as he sat right next to her, or stood talking to flirting with her - that HE was the one whom I had shared her with.
As we played, we heard the IM alert going off on the computer across the room. After a while, she mentioned that maybe I should go over and reply to the IMs ...to respond and tell them that she was being fucked by me right now, that she was too busy being eaten and too full of cock to respond herself. That sounded naughty and hot! My wife said she wanted to be naughty for me and encouraged me again to send the message before she came. She was VERY excited by her idea! Her pussy was wet and she panted and moaned as I licked her clit. She was pulling the skin above her pussy taut with both hands, making her pussy stretch upwards and causing her clit hood to be stretched smooth above and to the sides of her clit, as well as making her clit stick out more prominently for me to lick.
I instructed her to play with her pussy as I got out of bed to go to the computer to fulfill her desire for another man to know she was being fucked right then. She only wanted me to respond if the person was not being crude in his message. There were two IMs, both from black men, that I replied to, telling them how I was fucking my wife and that was why she wasn't available to play or chat online. One wanted to watch us fuck on webcam, which we don't own.
When I returned to bed, my wife wanted more of my tongue. I crawled up her body, rubbing my semi-erect cock against her slippery pussy lips and clit as we talked about the men. I told her that they were probably sitting at their computers as we fucked, looking at the photos of her naked body and spread pussy that I had posted online. She began fucking me back enthusiastically as I told her that they were most likely stroking their hard cocks as they looked at her pussy imagining her being fucked by me. She panted that she felt so naughty having me message them and that it made her hot that other men - strangers knew that at that very moment she was being ridden and fucked. I came deep inside her. She came shortly thereafter, her pussy overflowing with a combination of my cum, my saliva and her pussy juice.
She wasn't responsive. Her pussy and clit still hurt and was feeling sensitive. Don't know really why - was she not liking my suggestions?, something wrong with her piercing?, razor burn from shaving her pussy the day before?, or a yeast infection? She began responding when I told her I'd send her to the bathroom during dinner to remove her panties and/or bra, or to go insert an egg/plug/dildo into her pussy. She said she could follow those orders. I think she is still apprehensive and nervous about taking my directions when it involves others. She wants to flash her pussy to [just] me across the room. I told her I wanted others to catch her in the act.
She asked me what I wanted to buy her to insert into her pussy. I had found a steel egg and steel balls at Madame S & Mr. S. I could also cut off the base of the small black dildo she had worn before while out with her friend M, so she could slip it entirely inside her pussy without the base irritating her lips. She mentioned a picture on our computer that she liked. It was a large steel ball that had 2 other smaller steel balls attached to it by chains - a woman would wear the larger ball inside her pussy as the other two balls would dangle from her pussy, hanging between her legs. She wanted this. I will try to find it.
She asked me again if I had shared her with any of my coworkers, either by telling them about her or showing her off to them. I had told one woman how I wanted her to be fucked by a thick black man. I had suspected a few months back that this white coworker loved being blacked, which she confirmed at that time. I asked her if she'd 'loan' one of her black lovers to my wife, but she told me she didn't like to share.
My wife continued to refine the details of how she wanted me to share her with a friend or coworkers. She didn't much care for me sharing about her with women. I surmised and confirmed that this was because with a woman, it would seen to be more about me flirting with this person, instead of it really being about the sharing of my wife. I would soon have her photos developed and I'd keep them in a separate envelope, but inside the small photo album I keep with me at work, waiting for just the right opportunity and person to share her. She didn't want to be shared with everyone and anyone or have me be known as the guy at work who shows naked photos of his wife to anyone who'll look at them.
I agreed fully, telling her I had no intention of making her the "town whore" or making her seem cheap in any way to anyone. Ideally, she'd like it if I just had a friend or maybe two, who I talked with about my wife intimately and who I showed her photos to. Someone that would know all about her sexually by what I told him, and who knew every detail of her body from seeing her graphic photos. She only wanted to know that I HAD shared her in this way with someone, but did not want to know WHO I had shared her with, so that if we were out having drinks, dinner, or out socially, she would not know which friend of mine 'knew' her 'secrets' - just that one (or more) of my friends DID 'know' her. She suggested that when I wanted her to know who she was shared with, I might lean over and whisper his name, perhaps even as he sat right next to her, or stood talking to flirting with her - that HE was the one whom I had shared her with.
As we played, we heard the IM alert going off on the computer across the room. After a while, she mentioned that maybe I should go over and reply to the IMs ...to respond and tell them that she was being fucked by me right now, that she was too busy being eaten and too full of cock to respond herself. That sounded naughty and hot! My wife said she wanted to be naughty for me and encouraged me again to send the message before she came. She was VERY excited by her idea! Her pussy was wet and she panted and moaned as I licked her clit. She was pulling the skin above her pussy taut with both hands, making her pussy stretch upwards and causing her clit hood to be stretched smooth above and to the sides of her clit, as well as making her clit stick out more prominently for me to lick.
I instructed her to play with her pussy as I got out of bed to go to the computer to fulfill her desire for another man to know she was being fucked right then. She only wanted me to respond if the person was not being crude in his message. There were two IMs, both from black men, that I replied to, telling them how I was fucking my wife and that was why she wasn't available to play or chat online. One wanted to watch us fuck on webcam, which we don't own.
When I returned to bed, my wife wanted more of my tongue. I crawled up her body, rubbing my semi-erect cock against her slippery pussy lips and clit as we talked about the men. I told her that they were probably sitting at their computers as we fucked, looking at the photos of her naked body and spread pussy that I had posted online. She began fucking me back enthusiastically as I told her that they were most likely stroking their hard cocks as they looked at her pussy imagining her being fucked by me. She panted that she felt so naughty having me message them and that it made her hot that other men - strangers knew that at that very moment she was being ridden and fucked. I came deep inside her. She came shortly thereafter, her pussy overflowing with a combination of my cum, my saliva and her pussy juice.
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