04/08/2025
My wife and I have had a fun and active sex life. We have been together for about 12 years and married for 10 of them.
One thing I continued to ask her was to talk about her past sex life. I find that the thought of it was always exciting and I wanted her to provide details. For more than 7 years, I’ve been asking and she always said no.
I couldn’t tell if she as embarrassed, shocked or disgusted that I would ask and didn’t understand that it was such a turn on for me. I knew she had a great and long term relationship with a man who was close to my age. But she refused until recently…
A few weeks ago, as part of our regular foreplay, she told me that she was ready to tell her stories. She said for me not to comment during her tales or she would stop.
So, I listened as attentively and at first promised just to listen, but as the story grew, so did my erection. She started by telling me how they met (boring) and then after a few dates they started to become more intimate.
She said that after a few drinks and some intense kissing, they each started to touch and probe. What she discovered, just by stroking his jeans, was that he was very large and hard. And he found out how wet she would get when excited.
She made the first real move, first undoing his belt, unsnapping his pants button and finally pulling down his zipper. He must have expected something to happen that time because he wasn’t wearing underwear.
She said that he was actually stuck inside his jeans and she had to “fish” is cock out. No easy task, as she said it was large and thick. He was very quiet and took his time, but she was hungry to try him out. She went into details about going down on him while he used his fingers on her. Both with explosive results.
She said a couple of days later (she had trouble waiting), he invited her to his home for dinner. She said she jumped him at the door and dinner had to wait. She wanted to feel his cock inside her. “As you can imagine”, she said, “I was immediately wet”.
But he was so big, we had to use a lot of lube. It was almost uncomfortable at first, but she took her time, sliding slowly onto this massive piece of meat. First just the head…then a little more. Just a little deeper, slowing her pace until she had it all.
Then the real work began. She had never been this “full” and now that things were more comfortable, her pace quickened. She pumped faster and faster, cumming once without telling him. They he took over, pulling out and flipping her onto her knees and elbows. Placing a pillow beneath her and now that she had relaxed inside, he slid back inside and started stroking back and forth.
His pace increased and she said she felt a dreamlike blur. After a few minutes, his breathing increased to a point where she knew he would release soon. Her orgasm was timed perfectly with his, flooding her while her pussy pulsed around him. They both collapsed, laughing that this was a good reason for a later dinner.
Her stories got hotter with each day we sexed together. I had trouble keeping from cumming, because she was a great story teller and each one was more erotic than the first.
After several days of fuck fests happened, I was planning on our next sexual adventure.
I got home from work, took a quick shower and made myself a drink. She wasn’t home yet and I couldn’t wait until we could start “story time”. But when she came home, she seemed a little different. She sat with me on the sofa, having her own drink before leaving me for her own shower.
She came out of the bedroom and joined me again on the sofa, but wearing something sheer and extremely revealing. She looked hot, but seemed a bit reserved. I asked if there was something wrong, but she said no. She did, however, say that she had a surprise for me. I was hoping it was a new sex technique, but she only smiled and led me to the bedroom.
I quickly undressed, and laid down, with anticipation. But she just stood at the foot of the bed and smiled. I couldn’t figure it out and was more confused when the doorbell rang. No one ever visited us during the week. She slipped on a robe and said that she would get rid of anyone who was there.
I sat on the edge of the bed and waited what seemed like a long time. Finally, I threw on my own robe and walked into the living room. Boy, did I get a SURPRISE! Sitting on the sofa was a naked man, with his pants down to his ankles. My wife was naked and sucking deeply on his cock!
She stopped what she was doing and said, “this is the man I told you about. I told him about how excited you were to hear my sex stories. He thought we could reenact for you. I was just getting him ready. Pull up a chair!”.
I stood them staring, watching her return to sucking his cock. I couldn’t look away. It was big, think, hard, amazing. And I was going to watch live porn, starring my wife in the title role. I felt my cock growing, sensing my own eagerness. Mixed feelings, but what the hell.
About that time, she stopped, wiped her mouth and said, “ok, let’s go in the other room. The show is about to begin”.