My wife spent most of the pandemic teasing me about how Vicky was interested and how much of a shame it was that it wouldn’t be happening anytime soon. The teasing was relentless and all over the place, typically catching me by surprise. It would range from the more benign butt slap from behind with a comment, “Bet you wish that were her!” to the completely intense, “I want to watch you jerk off while you’re thinking of her.”
All of the teasing heightened our sexuality to the point where we were behaving like horny college students. We had sex in the kitchen, laundry room, and even in the car! (Yeah, yeah, but we’re *married!*) We’d often go multiple rounds, which was something we hadn’t done since the time we’d first lived together. It was during sex when she stumbled upon something that really worked for both of us.
We were having a typical romp in the sheets when she had me pull out and straddle her waist. She reached up and stroked me with one hand and said, “The travel rules have gotta end at some point, and when they do, you’re going to fuck Vicky just like this and you’re gonna CUM – you like her boobs, right? – I’m gonna watch you fucking cum all over them. After that, she started touching herself and told me to show her how it would happen. I was only too happy to oblige.
It was the act of directing that really worked for us. There was something about not just being allowed to have sex with her friend, but about being **told** to that was incredibly hot. This went on for much of the winter: I’d get close and she’d direct my orgasm. She’d still role play as Vicky sometimes. This was especially frequent right after she’d just given a direction as in, “You heard your wife, cover my tits!”
I realized I was in trouble on Valentine’s Day. We ordered delivery – not like we were going anywhere this year – and while we were waiting for it to arrive, my wife went upstairs and changed into one of her ‘Vicky’ outfits (there are three) and called me up. She greeted me in the hall role playing as Vicky.
“Your wife told me to drain your balls before the food gets here.” She undid my jeans and had them around my ankles in no time. I was already getting hard from just seeing her in the outfit. She had me coming in like a minute, then said, “Good, there’s still time for you to fuck my pussy,” stepped into the bedroom, and leaned over the bed.
Later that week, I told her that I was worried. It was going to be hot enough being with Vicky or both of them, but now that we’d spent some time with doing something Vicky-related when I cum, I was not lasting long of late. The Cheshire Cat grin on her face told me something was up.
“Vicky and I talk, right? I know all of her history and what she likes and doesn’t like in bed. Know this: she likes cum. Well, not sure if it’s *cum* or making someone cum specifically … I’m not sure if it’s a fetish or a preference. Anyway, she also likes a quick romp. She used to complain about one of her exes who would last for … ev … er. Meanwhile, she’d already gotten off and was bored and impatient. I know I could help her get you off, but I really want her to do that.”
“What? Were you worried?”
“Well, I started noticing you trying to last longer and thought that was the opposite of what will work with Vicky. After she makes you cum, you’ll be able to get her off in no time. You’ll have plenty left for me. I’m not worried. Besides, you’ll have my experienced help with her!”
My wife must have noticed my quizzical expression when talking about having plenty left and offered further explanation.
“You’ve never noticed? I should have told you much sooner! I’m sorry! It’s my favorite thing about you sexually. You stay hard fucking forever. Even after you get off, if I keep going or give it the slightest attention, bam! Back at attention!”
She giggled at her pun.
“We haven’t really talked about what we want out of the experience. I mean, I know what you want, ‘Two chicks at the same time, man.'”
“Hey!”
“You don’t? Then I guess Vicky and I can just have our own playdates.”
I shot her a look.
“But I know what I want. If I could write the porn script, it would start with me and Vicky making out and teasing you. Then I’d blow you for a while, then invite her to join. That’s when you would make her feel like the blowjob queen by cumming. But I want to see it. Don’t let her swallow. Tits, face, wherever. I’ll be laying back touching myself. Then she’d crawl over and eat me out. You’d stay hard and fuck her from behind. When you see that I’m getting close, you’d really go hard with her, she’d fucking love that. After she gets me off, I’d climb on your cock and go for multiples. Maybe she’d lick your balls or lick both of us. Maybe sit on your face, I don’t fucking care at that point. You’d probably be able to cum again by then too.”
I had a continually-increasing look of amazement on my face throughout that description.
“That’s really … specific and thought out.”
“Yeah. So what do you want out of it?” she asked me.
“Two chicks at the same time.”
She rolled her eyes at me and blew a raspberry.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nu3l57/pavlovian_mf