19/11/2009
This is really a two part dare that happens more than half a decade apart. It involves my first and latest dare.
My husband and I found new fuel to our sex life when we came across this website. We love getting on here…we get so turned on and it has helped us become much more intimate. I’m a very modest person, so my husband figured all he could do was fantasize. But I have had my moments. We’ve been together 6 years – I tell him everything – except one particular daring moment, and in visiting this website I was becoming more and more comfortable with the idea of telling him.
I decided I wasn’t just going to tell him, I was going to tease him with it. One day, he emailed me at work about how bad of a day he was having. So I text him asking if getting him excited would make his day better. And from there I very slowly dished out the details…
I admitted to him I had a “never speak of again” moment I never told him about. Later I told him it involved his favorite type of dares (camping/outdoors…though I didn’t reveal that yet)…more than myself and my boyfriend at the time... He guessed us and another couple, I told him yes. I told him we were camping and to think of a dare we read the night before (my favorite dare – he now knows why). He guessed it – having sex with my ex while the other couple was going at it.
By the end of the work day we were dying to tear each other’s clothes off. But first I drove him crazy, making him wait, while I dished out all the details:
In college my ex and one of his friends thought it would be fun for both couples to go camping together. We broke out a couple of beers and the guys suggested a game of strip poker. The other girlfriend and I were both very modest (not to mention fairly new to sex), but after a couple of drinks we were game. She was the first one in her underwear, but I was the first one topless. We decided to call it quits there and crawled under the covers, where we striped down and I jumped on top of my ex and started going at it. I could hear her moaning and I knew they were doing the same. I looked over and she smiled. She pulled off the covers, got on her knees, and he started doing her doggie style. My ex pulled the covers down to expose my topless chest. I sat up, still riding him.
It was exhilarating. By morning we had an unspoken agreement to never talk about it again. But now that I’ve finally confessed I love reliving the night over and over again for my husband.