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-=[ Threesome Fantasy ]=-
"That" said my husband, "was an extremely naughty fantasy for such a
prim and proper wife to have."
I leaned back and licked the last of his cum off my lips "Not all
fantasies conform to the prim and proper image I have for the general
public" and I reached over to kiss him.
As our lips finally parted he said, "Hmmmm, we'll just have to do
something about that, won't we?"
"About what?" I replied.
"About your prim and proper image"
"Why is that?"
"I think you need to learn a little lesson about fantasies. I think you
need to learn just how dangerous they are. And I think today is the day
to do it."
I smiled and rolled over in the bed. This little game of waking each
other up with a fantasy and mind-blowing oral sex had really breathed
the life back into our marriage of 7 years.
He got out of bed. "No, I mean it. Come on."
"What are we going to do?"
"First, you're going to go shopping with me, without any panties."
I giggled. That was a fairly innocuous punishment, I thought. Then he
pulled out the dress. My shortest dress. The one that comes 3 inches
above my knees. The one that I can't sit down in, because anyone can see
my panties. The one that I only wear from the front door to the bedroom,
for all of 5 minutes, because he's unbuttoning it from the second he
walks in the door. That dress.
"I can't wear that dress in public!"
"With me there to protect you, yes you can." And he threw it on the bed
for me to put on.
A few hours later, after going to the hardware store, and the nursery
(where he pointed out all plants I wanted were on the floor, and I
needed to personally reach down to pick them up) I was dripping wet.
God, I needed him so bad. Then he told me that we were going to check
out a fantasy of his. Motorcycles.
We walked into the showroom, and saw the gleaming Harleys all around.
Now, I've never been too excited about motorcycles, but these huge,
masculine, chrome and leather machines were starting to appeal to me, in
my heightened state of desire.
After talking to the salesman for a bit, he went to one machine in
particular, one with a double-decker seat for a passenger. As he sat
down, he said, "Honey, hop on and see how it feels"
Oh my!! There were not only salesmen, but also a few customers, standing
right where they'd get a great view of my pussy if I swung it over the
back of that Harley. My pussy clenched in excitement.
"No thanks, I'll just watch".
"But you have to see if it's comfortable enough for you. I wouldn't want
you to get sore when we ride it into the mountains."
I looked at the customers. They appeared to be engrossed in conversation
with their salesman, so quickly, I swung my leg up and over. Now, my
skirt was so high, I may as well have been wearing nothing. My entire
legs were on full display, from hip to 4 inch heel. Then, I noticed the
other customers and the salesman looking, no, leering at me.
My husband asked for helmets, and we drove off for a test drive.
He drove a few blocks down, the pulled off the road into a wooded park.
Good, maybe something was wrong. We'd already had more than a few cars
honk at us, and I could have sworn that one truck was trying to follow
us.
In the park, my husband said, 'Stay right there" and got off the
motorcycle and pulled off his helmet. I removed mine, and he remounted
the bike, but this time, facing me! He pulled me down to him, ground his
hips into mine, and started kissing me, while his fingers reached under
my dress and felt my wetness. "Mmmm, you're enjoying this, aren't you?
Having total strangers leer at you on the street." And his fingers
started to circle my clit.
I squirmed in the seat. The combination of my heightened sensuality from
wearing no panties, and the throbbing motor between my legs, and now,
feeling my husbands denim-encased, big 10 inch cock rubbing against my
pussy as his knees forced my legs even further apart, I almost came
sitting there against him. But he stopped me before I went over the top.
"Which one do you want?" he asked.
"Hmmm?" I replied still grinding into his crotch, wanting those jeans
unzipped, wanting that monster cock of his to fill me to my limits right
here in the park.
"For your threesome fantasy. Have you seen a guy you like?"
"No!" I was indignant. "Of course not! What made you think I would?"
"I just thought that bringing you out here like this, letting you show
yourself off to a bunch of strangers, by the way, nice pause getting on
the motorcycle in the showroom. The sales manager just about fainted. I
figured that you might find someone who interested you enough to try out
that threesome. Because if you don't find someone, then I'll have to
provide the extra. And you may not approve of my choice"
"It was just a fantasy. Not real! Just a horny little fantasy to make me
extra wet for you." I protested.
"No" he replied, "This is your punishment. To see just how dangerous a
fantasy can be. You do know, that if I wasn't with you, you would
probably have been gang-raped a dozen times by now. This isn't something
you want to do alone. And I want you to realize just how dangerous it
could be to have sex with a stranger. People can die from sex nowadays."
"I know, believe me, I know. Why do you think I only had 2 partners
prior to you? And one was my first husband? No, I'm not going to pick
out a stranger, and that's the end of this discussion."
He smiled in agreement, and swung his legs back around so he could get
the motorcycle back to the dealership. When we got back, a crowd of
about 8 guys came over to watch me dismount. But my gallant husband
helped me down, so they couldn't get the view they were hoping for.
On the way home, his hand pushed my skirt up, and started to circle my
clit again. "Oh God, you are wetter than I have ever felt you, before.
You're really turned on, aren't you?"
"More from the full body contact with you on that motorcycle, than from
flashing my privates to a bunch of strangers," I said, and spread my
legs a little bit further for him.
"Maybe I should get another motorcycle. What do you think?"
"Let's discuss it after we get home."
We got home, and we didn't even get the door open before I was attacking
him, unbuttoning his jeans, and reaching for his treasure.
"No, not yet" he pushed me away.
"Why?" I pleaded, "I need you, and I need you bad"
"Your punishment isn't over yet" he said. "You march right upstairs to
your bedroom, and prepare yourself for a spanking".
Oh goody!! This was one of my favorite games. He knew exactly how hard
to spank, and exactly where to stroke, and how long to stimulate my
pussy and my clit, until I was screaming with pleasure. We had nearly
soundproofed our bedroom, so the neighbors wouldn't hear. But it was
always a challenge to remember to close the windows.
I ran upstairs, and quickly stripped, leaving my 'fuck-me' heels on,
because I knew how much he liked them. But he didn't come upstairs right
away. I brushed my hair until it shone, but still he didn't come. I dug
through the top of the closet and brought out my favorite vibrator, but
still he didn't come. I replaced the batteries, lay on the bed and
turned it on, but he still didn't come. I started to play with myself. I
circled my breasts, and licked my nipples, and still, he didn't come. I
moved across my taut, flat belly, and down to my neatly trimmed bush,
and circled my clit, and still he didn't come. I held my pussy lips
apart, and started rubbing against my clit, while my vibrator approached
my soaking wet hole, and still he didn't come. I plunged the vibrator
inside of me, pulling it in and out, in and out. I rubbed my clit
harder, I started to cum, all alone, when suddenly he grabbed my hand
away from my clit, stealing my orgasm.
"Nooo, please" I cried, as he removed the vibrator, and clicked it off.
"You've been a very naughty little girl. You are going to get the
punishment of your life" he said, as he wrapped my soft leather wrist
cuffs around my wrists and hooked them together and to the tether on the
headboard. "You are going to be stretched to your limits and beyond," he
said, as he put my black satin blindfold over my eyes. "You are going to
find out that what you think you want, isn't necessarily what it seems
to be." As he stretched me out across his lap.
Then, I heard the buzz. The vibrator was back on. And . . . SMACK he
brought his hand down across my ass. As my ass started burning, his hand
started rubbing the place he had hit, as if to smooth away the pain, and
take it straight to my clit. Which is where the vibrator was heading.
Then . . .SMACK another one! This one closer to my pussy, as my knees
pulled apart to better pull the vibrator closer to my clit. Then, . . .
SMACK, this one on the inside of my thighs, as I started to moan from
the vibrator, and the caresses and the spanking.
I was getting close, so, so, close, I was about to cum, I was about to
jump off his lap because I couldn't stop squirming, when he stopped the
vibrator.
"Noooooooo" I pleaded. I had been so close.
"You're not finished yet" he said, as he sat me up in his lap, with my
ass nestled into his crotch. He knew this was one of my favorite
positions. That 10inch monster cock of his was long, but slender, and
the ass fucking it gave was simply incredible. He picked me up and
slowly lowered me onto his cock, as one finger started to circle my
clit, the other hand fondled my breast and his kisses rained down on my
neck. His knees pressed against the inside of mine, forcing my legs
further apart, as I slowly ground against his huge cock in my ass. I
leaned my head back to kiss him, when I felt a finger at my pussy. Not
his finger. Someone else.
I jumped.
"Relax" He said. "it's okay. This one is my choice. I told you I'd pick
if you didn't. If you don't want to go through with it, we can stop
right now and take a cold shower"
And his finger stilled, and hand stopped fondling my breast, and his
tongue stopped liking my neck. I raised squirmed on his cock, and he
said, "Had enough? Or do you want to go on?"
Oh God! I needed that orgasm. Three times now, he'd stopped just before
climax. I needed it more than I'd ever needed it before. I wanted that
orgasm. I had been so close, so close.
"And if I say yes? Will you hold it against me?"
"Never"
"Yes:", and the finger plunged into my pussy and started stroking my
g-spot as my husband's hand resumed it's journey around my clit. Then
the finger was gone, replaced by a tongue. A tongue surrounded by
stubble, licking my pussy, and my clit, the stubble rubbing against my
most sensitive areas, forcing my legs even further apart. He had to b e
licking part of my husband's ball, the way he was going, around and
around, and around. My husband pulled me back, until I was laying down,
on top of him. My legs off the bed, my pussy stretched wide for this
unseen stranger, this silent lover, who was bringing back to the brink,
and doing it very, very well.
He pulled back, my husband kissed me deeply, as his hands held my hips
down, and squeezed my breasts, then the stranger was inside me!
He was wider than my husband, but not as long, and I gasped in pleasure!
Two! At the same time! One in my ass, and one in my pussy, and my
husbands hand moved back to my clit, as the stangers mouth sought out
mine, and we started kissing.
In and out, in and out, I climbed higher and higher. Oh god!! No fantasy
every felt this good! I was getting sawed in half by two dicks and I was
loving it!!!
Oh yes, Yeeeeesss! I can feel it! Here it comes!! Oh god! I love you!! I
love you! Please, don't stop! Don't stop! Don't ever stop!! Yeeeeesss.
I felt them cumming as I was cumming, over and over and over again.
Then, I must have passed out, because when I awoke, I was alone in bed,
cleaned up and covered with the sheets. My wrist cuffs unhooked and
untethered.
I lay in bed for a moment or two, just savoring the afterglow, when I
heard voices outside our open bedroom door.
"How did you get her to agree?" It was Josh! My husband's best friend!
We'd known each other for as long as I'd known my husband! He was single
and swore he'd never marry because the only woman he'd ever loved
married another man.
"It was her idea" replied my husband. "That's what made it so good."
"Damn, she's even hotter than I thought she'd be. Any chance we'll get
to do this again?"
"It's entirely up to her. If were my choice, I'd move you into the
house. God, did you feel the way she just exploded?"
I crawled back under the covers. I had some serious thinking to do.
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