I guess it started while were getting high one night and talking about sex. We were describing past experiences and stuff. We were both pretty turned on. My wife told me about a girl she had a crush on while they were students, and described in erotic detail what they did to each other one night after a party.
Then she asks if I’ve ever had any same sex experiences, like before we met. So I tell her about the two occasions in my life when, despite being straight, I let myself get seduced by a gay man – two men, actually, with about 5 years between them – and ending up giving a really good blowjob. My wife got even more turned on and kept asking for more details, like describing the way I sucked them off, and telling her how much I enjoyed it.
So by now, she’s stroking my erect cock while I’m rubbing her wet pussy, and in a breathy voice she asks if I wanna hear this incredibly obscene fantasy she’s started having. Of course I wanna hear it, I say. Ok, she says, hesitating a little, with a shy little smile. I start circling my middle finger more insistently around her clit, and she whispers her fantasy to me.
It goes like this: we’re at a nice hotel and spa together. We fuck the minute we get in the room, then we go for a swim, a sit in the sauna, massage etc. In the evening we drink champagne in our room, our phones keep pinging as our various guests tell us they’re on their way. They arrive all at the same. Knock on the door and in they come – six or seven men we’ve never met before. It’s all been arranged – they’re here for the gangbang. And it’s not my wife they’ve come for, it’s me. We open some more champagne and it begins.
She sits, in only her underwear, her legs spread, her fingers in her pussy, in the chair opposite the king size bed. From there she gets the perfect view. Sometimes moaning with pleasure, other times talking to me or to them, dirty talk, encouragements, suggestions for more things to do to me.
“What sort of things are they doing to me?” I asked her, sliding my thumb into her anus.
“Oh, you know – like…everything!” she gasped. “They’re spitroasting you, one fucking you from behind while another one shoves his cock down your throat. Another one you’re pulling off with you right hand and he shoots his cum all over your cheek and in your hair. No sooner has one guy shot his thick white cum up your ass than another guy drags you across the bed to be impaled on his huge fat cock, and I watch it slide up the milky mess your ass has become. By the end you’re competely covered in 7 men’s cum, it’s dripping out of your ass, your mouth, it’s all over your face, your body, your cock and balls, you’re just lying there like the ultimate cumslut. But they haven’t let you orgasm yet, they’ve been edging you, and now your dick is red and pointing at the ceiling, your balls are all right, and you so need to cum. I’ve already had about three orgasms while I’ve watched, now I can feel the fourth approaching, so get up, come to the bed, straddle you, fuck you, and we both cum together. As we both coast down we look round to see that our six (or seven) friends have discreetly slipped away.”
At that point in the telling of the fantasy, my wife – who I had been finger fucking as she spoke – stopped abruptly, said “Yes…yes…ah” and came. A few minutes later, I was cumming too as she pulled me off all over her big beautiful tits.
So yeah, hot fantasy, we’ve both had fun talking about it, it’s added some new spice to our sex life. But the usual question occurs: to try to turn the fantasy to reality? Or to leave it in the realm of shared fantasy. Tricky one. Who knows?
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jttiev/my_wife_f_told_me_her_hottest_fantasy_and_it_was
You should definitely try and turn it into a reality
Now that’s a good wife :)
Maybe have your wife peg you to see if you may like it. Then try MMF.