Tales From Our Bedroom 1: Kate [M/F]

When it comes to marriage, I consider myself to be a lucky guy. My wife Kate is a kindred spirit in many ways, my best friend, a great lover. From day one of our relationship we developed a bond that grew stronger with every month that passed, every goal we set to achieve and yes, every sexual experience. Don’t get me wrong… Our sex life would fall well short of material for a Henry Miller novel but it’s fair to say we have been more adventurous in the bedroom (and out of it at times) than the average couple would care to admit and have crossed a boundary or two which would raise eyebrows if shared beyond the relative anonymity of a web forum – which brings me here.

How many of our tales I choose to write about will depend largely on the readers’ reception. I hate boring people. At this point I should probably clarify that I enjoy reading about other people’s sexual experiences on these pages… Real stories that is. Although I have enjoyed some of the narrative on these pages, tall tales of women having ten successive orgasms from riding nine inch cocks have me reaching for the browser’s “X” button faster than you can say “I lost my virginity in a threesome with Charlize Theron and Amber Heard”. If that is what you’re into, you may want to look elsewhere. While not all our stories end with a money shot, I’d like to think that those who will take the time to read them will appreciate that the events narrated took place on Planet Earth as opposed to being figments of my imagination. In this first instalment as with any future chapters, all names have been changed (except Charlize Theron and Amber Heard).

Kate and I had a torrid romance from the word go. Although the first few years of our relationship were spent within the boundaries of what you could define as a conventional sex life, we enjoyed each other too much not to walk on the wild side every now and then. To quote but a few examples, I fondly recall rubbing her clit to orgasm in the back of a taxi while she rubbed my cock through my jeans; There was this other time when we were walking home at night and Kate suddenly got her firm 34Cs out and much to my surprise proceeded to unzip me and blow me in the middle of the street… And it wasn’t even that dark! Yes, it was just for a couple of minutes and no I didn’t cum but still, not the worst walk home I ever got.

It must be said in spite of this that Kate is naturally coy. The fact that she gradually became as open minded as she is today when it comes to sex is a testament to how close we always have been. Looking good used to be a professional requisite for her – which she did with very little effort, size 10 ever since reaching adulthood, great breasts, shapely backside, topped with (dyed) blonde looks and green-grey eyes. That coyness I refer to was the only thing keeping her a virgin beyond her teens.

She made up for lost time, that’s one way of putting it. Beyond the first few monogamist years in our marriage, our adventurous nature started to emerge. Timidly, at first. The pillow talk gradually increased in creativity and eventually, fantasies gave way to careful consideration. The first fantasy Kate openly admitted she would like to follow through with was flirting with a total stranger in a public place and – shock, horror! – kissing him. Or what a lot of girls call Saturday night. Tame? Certainly, when compared with some of our future escapades. Still, for Kate it was a bold step at the time so I admitted I was turned on by the thought and gave her permission to go through with it should the opportunity present itself, on the condition that she would tell me everything as it happened. Tame it may have been but it’s surprising how arousing it turned out to be… Funny how the mind works!

Some time went by until Kate had a girls night out with some friends and colleagues. As with many of our escapades, there wasn’t a hint of planing. Kate looked stunning as she prepared to be picked up by her best friend Sarah (more about this lady in a future chapter). As we kissed our goodbyes I could not help but marvel at her gym sculpted figure, in a plain black dress that enhanced hear shapely ass and offered a generous hint of cleavage.

A game of football and a session of Die Hard 1 & 2 later, I heard the taxi pull up outside followed by the sound of the key in the lock. As I got up to greet her, I noticed straight away from the expression on her face that something was off. “What’s wrong?”, I asked. It must have felt like an accusation because her eyes watered straight away and she started weeping silently. What’s wrong?”, I insisted. “I’ve been bad”, she said with regret in her voice. “What do you mean”? I must admit for a few seconds I felt a tiny lump in my throat. I wasn’t prepared to hear my wife say she had completely thrown caution to the wind on a wild night out.

“I snogged another man”, she said, sobbing by then. I let out a sigh of relief, quickly followed by a badly suppressed chuckle. I proceeded to comfort Kate, pointing out that I had given her carte blanche to live out her fantasy and reassuring her that I wasn’t feeling hurt in the least. She eventually calmed down as I admitted the whole thing just turned me on. “Do you want to hear about it?”, she said. I did. In the bedroom.

It’s astonishing to think something as innocuous as that left me nursing a semi all the way up the stairs. Kate slowly took off her dress as I contemplated her toned figure enhanced by the sexy underwear she had on. We kissed passionately. “Not the first guy you kissed tonight” I said, to which she responded with a giggle. “Do you want to hear about it then?” She whispered. I sure did, but I wanted more than just a story. I should point out at this stage that Kate loves to masturbate as much as I love watching her do it. A vibrator is her tool of choice, and she looks like a goddess as she pleasures herself. I expected her little escapade would provide suitable inspiration and did not even want to stimulate her further myself so I pulled away from our embrace and nodded towards the bed. “Let’s hear it then” I said, “and let’s see how much you enjoy telling me about your fling”.

Kate was eager and ready. She took off her bra, slid her thong down and threw it in my face with a mischievous grin. As I picked it up I notice a little milky coloured stain visible against the black lace which gave me a hint of how wet she had been earlier. My cock throbbed at the thought as the semi I nursed turned into full erection. She took her vibrator from the bedside table’s drawer, laid back in bed and giving me an eyeful of her gorgeous pussy, started to tell her story.

After the inevitable pub crawling, the group ended up in a night club with trendy people queueing up at the door. A dozen or so pretty looking women had no trouble being ushered in and made a beeline for the bar to get another round of drinks. Needless to say inhibitions were all but forgotten at that stage so someone suggested to come up with a list of dares to be completed by the end of the night. Each girl was to come up with a challenge and nominate a friend to perform it: An “accidental” flash of the boob in the middle of the dance floor, a faked orgasm a la “When Harry Met Sally… You know the drill. Kate and her BFF Sarah who I mentioned earlier had little or no secrets between them so I am sure Kate had mentioned her little fantasy at some stage. The “challenge” Sarah came up with sounded suspiciously like a ploy to make it happen to an extent. When it came to her turn, Sarah threw down the gauntlet: “You are hereby dared to pick any man in this club and kiss him passionately for two minutes… And I nominate Kate”.

My wife admitted she was somewhat taken aback but felt a hint of excitement as she tried to work out how to carry out her mission. Her eyes started scanning the dimly lit room and eventually stopped on a group of smart looking lads. One in particular caught her attention, nicely coiffed hair, smart jeans and shirt, handsome looking features, looked in his early twenties. Kate was 33 at the time (but looked a lot younger).

She approached the group and her shapely body instantly caught everyone’s attention. As his friends nudged each other suggestively, she explained the challenge that her own friends had tasked her with, and would he be up for it… Would anyone care to guess the answer? As the handsome young man managed to blurt out something like “It’s gotta be done, innit?” Kate put her arms around his neck and started to kiss him even before Sarah announced she was timing her. Timidly at first, she felt his tongue parting her lips and in no time responded in kind,thrusting her own tongue into his mouth. As she ran her hands through his hair, he pulled her body closer to his and slowly ran his hands down her back, resting just above her bum. As kiss turned into passionate snog and he pulled her closer yet again, Kate was suddenly aware that her fleeting partner was getting an erection and gently thrust her hips against his. As her pussy tingled, she felt his hand slide down to her tight buttocks, squeezing, pulling her to him even harder. She could now feel his fully erect cock, bulging through his jeans against her pussy and had the urge to start thrusting her hips rhythmical against it… When Sarah shouted behind her that the two minutes were up. Startled, both momentary lovebirds broke off their embraced and stared at each other in mutual amazement. Not really knowing what else to say, Kate lifted her left hand exposing her ring finger and said “I’m sorry – I’m married”!

Even though his friends were targeting him with mocking cheers, the guy took it in his stride (I’m told) and discretely put a hand in his pocket to disguise his erection as my wife made her way back to the girls. They giggled while making comments about “Kate the queen of dare” who had been so industrious in completing her challenge.

I looked at my wife as she lay in bed with her legs spread, vibrator still in her hand, panting, exhausted and finally satisfied. It had taken her less than ten minutes to tell me about her night and she managed four orgasms, as intense as I’d ever seen her have. She’d had her first within less than a minute of the vibrator touching her clit. I deliberately kept away, sat on the end of the bed just watching as I wanted her pleasure to be all about her thoughts. “Did you enjoy that?” I asked, to which she nodded affirmatively. “And the rest of the evening”? She looked at me with a glint in her eye and said “I loved every second”.

She then knelt on the bed and told me to stand up. “Now it’s your turn”. She sat on the end of the bed, contemplating my hard cock. “You look ready to burst, mister”. I admitted I was. “Let’s see what we can do about it then” she said, taking my member in her hand. Her tongue teased the tip of it for a bit before she slowly locked her lips around it and started giving me one of her meanest blowjobs. The time I spent watching her masturbate had taken its toll and I did not feel I would last long. She felt as much and regularly took me out of her mouth, only to tease me with snippets from her evening.

“His tongue was so deep in my mouth…” “I loved it when he ran his hands down my back…” “He squeezed my ass so hard…” (I bet he did, the bastard, with her wearing that tiny thong I’m surprised he didn’t blow a load in his pants!) “His cock felt so hard against me…” “If Sarah hadn’t stopped me I would have really given him a good grind, he made me so wet…”

That last one did it for me. I pulled out of her mouth one last time and blew a load all over her beautiful tits. “I bet he would have loved to do that” she finally said with yet another mischievous smile. Yes, I dare say he would have! Kate’s excitement didn’t wear off in a hurry. In the days that followed she just couldn’t stay away from her vibrator for long and the amount of orgasms went well into double figures. I admit I did nothing to discourage it and enjoyed teasing her by repeating what she had told me about the first man she kissed since we’d been together. As relatively innocent as it was, it was also the first episode of what would become a series of increasingly exciting experiments… But that’s material for future chapters.

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