Fantasy I want to share with [M]y wife.

So my wife is pretty vanilla with sex, and we’ve had a little sex therapy to try to help her come out of her comfort zone a little with it. Sometimes I feel like we’re making progress, and other times I feel like we completely stagnate on the progress… I’ve had a consistently recurring dream/fantasy of the two of us for a while now, and I finally decided to type it out… I don’t know if I should share it with her as I’m afraid it might overwhelm her or be too much… but since I’ve typed it out, I wonder if anyone (maybe even somebody who feels like they struggle with their sexual confidence) would think me sharing this with my wife is a good or bad idea???

Here’s the fantasy:

We’re in some room that isn’t ours (maybe a hotel even) and you step into the room wearing some lingerie like the kind I got you for Xmas a couple years ago. Your hair is down and wavy and you have this stride in your step like you’re full of confidence because you know how amazingly sexy you look right now.

You tell me I have to sit in the chair and can’t move. I start to stand up, but you push me back down into the site and say, “No no… I said you have to sit still.”

I listen, and sit down. As I lean back into my seat, you sit on the bed right across from me and tease me by opening and closing your legs playfully.

You slowly unclip the garter straps on your outfit and run you fingers up and down your inner thighs. You stand up and turn around to bend over the bed and flaunt your incredibly sexy back side at me.

I lean forward because I want to touch you so bad, but you arch your back and tell me that if I don’t sit back now, I don’t get to touch later.

I listen and obey you. I really want to touch you… even if I have to wait for now… I reallllly want to touch you.

You turn back around and sit back on the bed. You ask me how bad I want you right then, and I let you know that I can’t stand it… that watching you tease me like this is the greatest and worst feeling, that I want to stand up and take you right now.

You lean back a bit more, and pull your panties to the side a bit, showing me that you’ve shaved. You ask again, “How bad do you want me right now?” and again, I tell you that sitting her is driving me insane, that I want to hold you, to feel you, you taste you.

You run a finger up and down on yourself there, showing me what I’m wanting so bad to be me. You tell me that I have to be patient first, and that you want me to slowly, NOT quickly, get undressed for you. I do so, removing one article at a time, and slowly folding them on the side table next to my chair. While I’m doing this, you’re rubbing yourself while watching me. I can you see you biting your lip in anticipation of us together. Thinking about how good we feel when making love.

You’ve had it, you tell me that I’m allowed to leave my chair, but first, I have to pleasure you. I have to go down on you before I am allowed to have any pleasure myself.

I kneel down beside the bed and slide your panties down (leaving everything else on you) and I kiss my way back up your leg, from your toes all the way up; kissing every couple inches. Then I take you. You taste so good (like you always do), and I love the feel of your hands running through my hair as you pull me onto you. I can feel you getting close, but I don’t want you to cum so soon, I want us to cum together.

As I pull back and stand up, you push me back down into the chair, and get down on your knees in from of me. I’m already naked because you told me I had to undress for you, so you run your hands up the insides of my thighs and firmly grasp me with both hands. You then start kissing me softly there. A little lick on the head, a kiss, then you run your tongue from the base of my shaft to the tip and back down. You kiss my balls before lightly tugging on them with your lips while your hands slowly, yet firmly, stroke my length. You run your tongue back up my shaft and take me in your mouth. You feel so good. You’re always so good at this, but tonight you feel better than ever!

You spend no more than a minute or two treating me this way before you want your turn again. You stand up, and turn around with your legs between mine.

You ask me if I want you. “Of course I do”, I say.

You ask again, twisting and wiggling your body down closer to me, sitting on me, but not letting me inside you, “Do you want me?”

“Yes! Yes I do! With everything that I have, I want you. I want to feel you, I want to be inside you and feel our bodies together. I want to kiss you and hold you and move with you. I want to love you, right here, and right now!”

“I want that too!” you say, and you slide down on me.

Ecstasy… it feels like shear ecstasy being inside you.

You move up and down on me, your hands on my knees, and my hands on your waist. I see you peeking back at me over your should and then you lean back onto me, sitting down hard to get me deeper into you. There’s no more up and down for us, just gyrating and moving together. I slide my hand around your front and down your body to rub you some while I kiss your neck.

After this, you can’t take it anymore, you want to kiss me too. You get up and quickly turn around sitting back on me, this time facing me so that we can kiss while we make love. The chair feels clumsy for us and I lift you up and set you back on the bed and we continue.

Kissing, and moving together. We never last long… it’s here that we both are holding each other when you say you’re close. I let you know I am too.

You start. As your coming, you look at me and beg me, “Cum with me!”

Hearing you ask this of me, and looking at me as you begin, I do as well.

We both lay there, together, whole, complete.

I roll over and tell you how much I love you, how much you mean to me, and how good you make me feel. You reciprocate the loving words, cuddling into my shoulder and chest.

We’re covered in the result of our love but neither of us care… right now, we’re just happy to be holding each other.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticstories/comments/691b36/fantasy_i_want_to_share_with_my_wife