Originally, my husband was going to write our story but let’s be frank, hearing the wife’s side is so much better.
When I was young, I never imagined the life that I would end up leading. I was young when tragedy struck my family and just when we thought things were getting better, they turned upside down. I am not going to lead you down that road, but I am proud of the way I turned out.
Once I started driving, I worked at a fast food restaurant in another town. I was naive about my appearance. The uniforms that were baggy on other girls were a little tight on me, especially in the right spots.
That was where I met my “first”. We were hanging out after work one day in the park next to the restaurant when he started kissing me. He led me to a pine tree with low hanging branches and one thing led to another. About a week later, I went over to his house and we did it one more time. Neither time was enjoyable, but they were exciting.
Right about then, I met the man who would eventually become my husband. He was very good at making me happy. We were married at a very young age.
I was still naive and shy when we were married. He had very weird ideas and was very sexual. It’s because of him that I realized I wasn’t nearly as bad looking as I thought. The lady at Victoria’s Secret measured me and said I was 34-24-34 and had C Cups. He took a lot of pride in guys checking me out and always let me know when they were. He would encourage me to dress up sexy and try to flirt. He was my strongest advocate. He encouraged me to dress up in one of those skin tight mini dresses that were popular in the 90s to go bowling with a wild friend of mine. I got hit on so many times that night!
Eventually, he started telling me about some of his fantasies. He wanted people to see me naked! I was shocked and flat out refused. He kept pushing the point and eventually I started to soften up to the idea.
I thought I would call his bluff one day when we were on a long trip so I took off my shirt and stood up out of the sunroof in my black bra. I didn’t realize what a turn on it would be! Eventually I was flashing truckers and other cars. I was hooked on the reactions I got!
A while later this older gentleman was tailgating us. I crawled into the back seat, stripped naked, leaned up over the back seat so he could see my chest and waved. He waved back with a huge smile. Then I took it even a step further and climbed over the backseat so he could see all of me and back into my seat. That was a huge rush and my husband rubbed me to an orgasm right there! I kept hoping a semi would pull alongside and see.
That led us to our next big step: going through a fast food drive through. First time was a quick flash. Second time I was topless. The third time, I was completely naked lying down in the backseat smiling to the cashier. Each time guys would rush to the window to take a peek.
The next step was just a natural one. We went to a movie and I was dressed in a somewhat flowing dress but I left the buttons open on the front to show my cleavage. One of the concession workers pointed out my dress was open. Embarrassed, I buttoned it back up.
While we were watching the movie my husband reached over and unbuttoned me and pulled one of my tits out to play with. Then he reached down and pulled the skirt up and started rubbing my upper thigh. There was a guy sitting a couple seats away and I surprisingly was hoping he saw.
After the movie was done we were driving back home. We saw a bunch of guys sitting in a parking lot talking. They were young college-age guys. I was so worked up over the possibility of the guy at the theater seeing me getting groped, I decided to be more proactive and told my husband that I wanted to talk to them. He turned at the next intersection and went behind the mall to circle around the front. While we were behind the mall, I took my dress and bra off, leaving only panties, then covered up with the dress like a blanket.
When he drove up to the guys I was shaking with excitement and nerves. I rolled down my window and asked if anyone had a condom and if they gave it to us I would show them my boobs. They fumbled around and found one that had probably been in someone’s wallet forever. I then opened up the door, stood up and threw the dress in the car. I was standing in only a pair of skimpy panties in front of 6 guys. I tried to have a conversation with nothing on but all of us were stammering so I just got back in the car and we left. I had never been more turned on!
It wasn’t too long before my husband started telling me other fantasies he had. He has a very creative mind! This was in the infancy of the internet, so we had no idea other people shared the same ideas.
He wanted me to walk around naked at home all the time. He wanted people to take pictures of me naked and of us having sex. The most shocking of them all was he wanted me to sleep with others. At the time I was pretty against all those. We eventually settled on him taking naked pictures of me, and because digital cameras weren’t a thing, I would take them to get developed. I rather enjoyed when I could tell that the person at the one-hour developing place had seen them. Nothing too racy, just sexy pictures.
Once again, my husband was persistent. He started wearing me down. I had this guy friend I went to school with that became good friends with my husband. He would come over and hang out with us. My husband wanted me to fool around with him. I just couldn’t, though.
One night he stopped over with a Batman movie. Hubby and I were on the couch and he was on the love seat. I decided to do the next best thing and while cuddling with the hubby I started grabbing his crotch under the blanket. We continued playing and eventually progressed to stealth fucking, or so we thought.
Eventually, all pretext of hiding was out the window and we just went at it. My chest was on full display as I was riding hubby. He didn’t last long and came pretty hard.
I just said fuck it. My friend had already seen me topless, so I just got up naked and walked into the bathroom to clean up. I came back out without trying to cover up and sat on the loveseat with him.
I apologized that things got carried away but he said he enjoyed watching so there was no need to apologize.
While hubby went into the bathroom and cleaned up I just talked with my friend. Eventually I put on a shirt that really didn’t hide my ass and spent the rest of the night that way. I should have just fucked him then, and had thought about it, but chickened out. He did spend a lot more time at our house after that. That memory satisfied our kinky thoughts for a while.
Things kind of slowed down for a while. We had a couple kids. Every once in a while I would still do little things to turn me on, like flashing or wearing very revealing clothing when the kids weren’t around. Somehow I always found a reason to be naked around that guy friend, mainly changing in the same room. I swear he saw me topless more than my husband.
One day, something changed. My friend was going to be moving to another state so he was staying with us for the weekend to just relax before he moved. His parents were being overbearing because he was moving out of their basement. My husband had a weird shift so he was working on Saturday night. After putting the kids to bed, my friend and I watched a movie together.
It was getting late, so I decided to go to bed. He didn’t want to yet. As we have done in the past, I told him to come up to my room and we could talk until I fell asleep. We went in my room, and as the norm I took off my clothes while talking with him and put on a short sleeping shirt. He was sitting in my husband’s spot and I was lying on top of the covers with little covering my lower half. He just blurted out that he was horny and could I help with that.
I was floored, once again being naive. I was already really horny, but this made me even more horny. After the shock wore off I couldn’t bring myself to have sex with him. I told him I was not ready to do that. Having been in this situation with my husband, I took off my shirt and told him he could jack off while looking at me.
It got awkward for a minute and then he said ok. He stripped naked and I got to see the third penis I had ever seen in my life. He started rubbing himself and to help him along I started playing with my tits, which made me hornier. I just couldn’t help myself and started to finger myself. Pretty soon I was cumming, with him watching me on the same bed. That sent him over the edge and he shot cum all over himself.
I went into the bathroom and came back, handing him a towel to clean himself. Neither one of us dressed. We just lay there looking into each other’s eyes and talking. We hugged and never let go, falling asleep in each other’s arms, not caring that his dick was on my thigh or my boobs were on his chest. I woke up a few hours later still in his arms with my leg over his crotch. I so wanted to take his dick in my mouth but I was worried he would think it was more than good sex.
That’s when I realized I could separate sex from love and boy, were things on! I woke him up and made him go to the spare bedroom, but not before I kissed him good night. I won’t bore you with what happened early in the morning when hubby got home, but let’s just say he was very happy with this development.
The next day and night, beyond the occasional nudity, nothing happened. Our friend was soon gone to his new home and I was on a journey I never dreamed I would be on!
As I said earlier, the internet was still in its infancy. We were given our first computer by family members and soon signed up for this amazing new thing called the Internet. AOL was a new thing to the world. I remember the excitement we used to get when it finally spooled up and you heard, “You’ve got Mail”. You could research anything you wanted and it even had these things called chatrooms.
Since my hubby worked nights I would spend the occasional night on the internet and eventually started entering these chatrooms. That was a real eye opener. I started realizing that my husband’s crazy ideas were actually shared by a lot of people! There were groups/clubs that were devoted to some of his fantasies. They even had names. I soon found out I was an exhibitionist and my husband was a voyeur. I also discovered swinging was an actual thing.
Of course, it was going to happen. In a chatroom I met a couple that were into swinging. We chatted a couple nights and eventually they emailed me a picture of her nude in a chair with him that took 5 minutes to fully load. They were good looking but I really had doubts about seeing my husband with another girl. Plus, they were too salesman for my tastes.
They did bring up some good points that really made me think. I talked to the hubby and he said he doesn’t have any interest in sleeping with other women, he wants to see me get fucked. Of course, he also said he wouldn’t complain if he did get to sleep with others…
Back to the internet chatrooms. Thank goodness this was when it was still new so I didn’t have to deal with all the fakers, scammers, posers, and holier than you people that are everywhere now. It was just mostly honest people. I went into this site for married women looking for guys to fuck and talked with a guy that lived an hour away. After talking for an hour I knew this was something I wanted. I was hesitant to pull the trigger so I said I wanted to try a threesome. He was down for it, but then the next day asked to meet alone the first time to get to know each other. Once again, I was naive, so I said sure. We made arrangements for the next day my hubby had off but I didn’t say hubby would be there.
I told hubby the next day. He was like a kid in a candy shop. He would have raised the Titanic if I had told him to. The next few days flew by in a flurry of excitement.
The plans were made and sitters were arranged. Hubby was to hide in the garage to wait for us, with a baby monitor to hear when things started. Once things started he could come out and watch through the window. It was set for just after dark so hubby could see in but we couldn’t see hubby outside. I was to meet the man, we will call him J, in a town about 15 miles away and give him a ride back using back roads so he wouldn’t know where we lived. I had no problem fucking a complete stranger but didn’t want him to know where I lived?
When we chatted I found out this guy had a thing for women in sundresses, especially yellow. I borrowed one from my sister and when the day came I took special care to make myself up extra special in a yellow sundress. Even though it was a sundress I put on stockings and garters, extra sexy bra and panty set, and high heels. Then it was out to meet a complete stranger who would soon be in my bed.
We met, and oh my gosh, he was a woman’s fantasy! He was tall, dark, ruggedly handsome, and muscular. He was in great shape! He got in the passenger seat and I got in the driver’s seat. It was great getting to know him driving back. I kept willing the hem on my dress to ride up but I was too nervous to actually move it. Pretty soon we were walking up the sidewalk into the house. It was too late to turn back now!
I asked if he wanted a tour of the house and he said sure. I led him to the bedroom. The first room to show him. Was I being too forward? We never made it to the rest of the house.
As he turned I got bold and reached out to touch his hand and in an instant our mouths were on each other. He kissed me with so much passion. It was no time at all before I took his shirt off and I couldn’t keep my hands off that chiseled body. I had to see more!
I kissed him all the way down his neck and towards his chest. I kissed all the way down the golden trail to his belt line. I reached up and undid his belt, then his pants, and finally his zipper. I brushed the bulge in his pants and felt this uncontrollable urge to see what was under. I stood up and it was my turn to kiss him with a flaming passion. I slipped his pants over his hips and they fell to the floor.
He stopped kissing me long enough to finish taking his pants off but then slowly ran his hands along the side of my body until he was standing again, locking his mouth on mine. I could feel him pressing into me through his underwear and it made me want him even more.
Then it was my turn to be stripped. I felt the straps on the dress being pulled off my shoulders and then it falling down off my body. I stepped out of the dress and once again lip locked but this time we were standing in our underwear. My hands were still mesmerized on his chest and back while we kissed passionately.
I broke the kiss and lay down on the bed, pulling him with me. Once we were lying next to each other we stared into each other’s eyes as his hands FINALLY started to roam over my body. I was almost about to beg him to touch my tits when he lightly ran his fingertips over them, sending my back arching and lightning down my spine. I couldn’t wait for him to get me naked!
After my initial hypnosis under his touch I started rubbing my hands down his body. It felt so tight and muscular. I went down his chest again in little circular motions until I got close to his crotch and then would circle back up. This had the desired effect on him and gave me back a little control. As I got closer to his dick, he would arch up trying to get me to touch it.
Finally, as I was begging to be touched I gave him what he wanted and grabbed that beautiful dick. I just couldn’t control myself anymore and only rubbed him through his underwear for a few seconds before I reached into his underwear and grabbed it, skin on skin. I treated it like a gentle baby at first and reached all the way down to twirl his balls. That was enough of that and I pulled his underwear down the rest of his body. As I was getting back up to kiss him I rolled on top of him to give him better access to my body.
He took the hint and had my bra off in seconds. The second his fingers brushed across my nipples I swear I almost came. He then paid special attention to my tits, alternating between kissing and sucking them and my mouth. All the while I was dry humping his naked cock with my panty-covered pussy.
I soon decided I had to take a closer look at his penis. I climbed off, and had lain on his chest and was amazed at his size. This was the fourth one I had seen and third I had touched and by far, he was the biggest. Until then I thought they were all the same size. I just used both hands to caress it and his balls while staring at it.
While I was playing with his monster dick, he was rubbing my back and ass. He tried to get to my pussy but he just couldn’t at that angle. Then he gently grabbed my shoulders and guided me up to his mouth and kissed me with the sexiest kiss I have ever gotten. He ran his hands down my body and started guiding my underwear off my body. I eagerly helped him.
He started to trace his tongue down my body until his mouth was between my legs. He expertly used his mouth and tongue like he could feel what I was feeling. He knew just where and how to kiss me and lick me. I had my first strong orgasm within minutes.
Oh my, he knew what he was doing. Everywhere he touched or kissed just hit perfectly!
He got up to get a condom out of his pants pocket. Oops, I forgot about that! Thank goodness he remembered!
His ass was the most perfect thing I had ever seen, even while bending over. I am sure you ladies understand how incredible that is.
Once he had the condom on, he lay down in between my legs, which didn’t take any coaxing from him to open up. I felt that behemoth against my opening and let out the biggest proverbial sigh.
The time had come. He was through the opening and my body count had gone to 3!
He pushed himself in slowly but not too slowly. Eventually he was all the way in and I could feel his balls touching me. He stopped to let me get used to it while kissing me. I reached around to hold that butt that was sculpted by God. I had never been so worked up in my life!
As his tongue was down my throat and I held his ass tight, I started to move my hips against him and that let him know it was on. First he just rolled his hips with mine. That worked into pumping in and out slowly at first and then faster, but never pounding. He was passionately fucking me.
As happens in the heat of passion we slid to the edge of the bed. I wrapped my arms around him and he held us up using the bed frame for leverage. It was like the upper half of my body was suspended.
Then it happened: I came with such intensity I just couldn’t control my body. I was flopping and panting like a mad lady. Shortly after that he came, too.
He pushed us back on the bed and flopped down on me. We kissed and cuddled for a while. After he had gone fully soft and fell out I took his condom off, threw it away, and then brought him a glass of water. He asked if he could shower. I took off my stockings and garter and sat on the bed completely naked, waiting for him to finish his shower. He came in noticing I was completely nude and we made out for a while. Then I watched him dress and he looked just as amazing as if he was naked. I stood up and we kissed passionately for a while as we felt each other’s naked bodies one more time. I threw on a slip over dress with nothing else, and started laughing when I realized I never took my high heels off.
Unfortunately the time came when I had to take him home. All the way there he was touching me and kissing me anywhere he wanted, like he owned me. We talked like what we did was normal. I dropped him off at his car. He gave me a deep kiss while rubbing my ass and I was rubbing him, and he was off. Unfortunately, we were never able to connect again.
On the drive home I reflected on how much had changed for me. When we started this journey, it was an absolute no. Then I started showing off my body to strangers. That led to showing off and having someone watch me have sex which led to casual nudity around the same friend. That led to masturbating with another guy on the same bed, which led into the ultimate sexual experience.
I went into this experience saying I wouldn’t kiss him, condoms were a must, and it would just be a quickie. I kissed him within seconds of entering the house, wouldn’t have taken the time to use a condom if he hadn’t grabbed it, and it was such a passionate orgasmic experience, driving a complete stranger whom I’d just fucked back to his car while being groped. I kissed him in a public parking lot looking like I had just been fucked, not caring who saw me rubbing his body while he rubbed mine.
Then the weirdest thought occurred to me. I forgot the husband was watching the whole time!
My husband was amazing; he taught me that I could take care of myself. and now for the first time in my life I felt independent. I loved him so much for this.
When I arrived at home my husband and I made the most passionate love and I knew from the way our bodies and minds were in sync that this would open the door for so much more…
