To save our [M]arriage I [F]inally decided to take control of our sex life and push our limits. [public sex]

Today is my wife and I’s one year anniversary. Not our wedding anniversary. But the anniversary of the day our lives changed forever by finally starting to take some sexual plunges and by living a more exciting sexual life. This is the story of how in one year we went from practically dead bedroom to having public sex, threesomes, swinging/going to swingers clubs, and beyond.
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Let me start from the beginning. My wife and I got married too young. We met when we were 19. We were college sweethearts and got engaged our senior year and married at 23. We had each had one partner prior. We had tons of sex that first year the way new couples do. It was exciting and fun, both living away from our parents for the first time…able to fuck all day if we wanted, skip class to fuck, walk around naked in my apartment for 24 hours straight. It was fun and exciting and hot and we fell hard in love an lust.
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Fast forward to last year. We’re 28, married for 5 years, bored. By this point we’re having sex once a week. Always the same— make out, +/- a minute or two of oral, missionary, side missionary, MAYBE doggie once a month. That’s it.
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Honestly we were both to blame. We were busy in our careers, the initial excitement was gone, and both of us stopped trying to keep things hot.
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MY life changed forever one night a little over a year ago by complete accident. I signed onto our new laptop to do some work. Naturally I checked reddit and facebook to kill some time before completing any actual work. Now, I rarely sign onto facebook on an actual computer. I usually only do it from my phone. But I don’t have the messenger app so rarely I’ll do it from my computer just to clear out whatever messages I have.
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I went to sign on and my wife was still signed in. She has 7 pending messages, all from one person. I recognized the name immediately as a guy she used to work with. Most of the messages were some sort of consoling type messages… “you’ll be okay…” “sometimes relationships are hard…” “sometimes you can be in love but not completely compatible…”
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What the fuck? Obviously I shouldn’t have but I snooped. She was having a full on emotional affair with this guy. She had confided in him that she was bored in our marriage. That she loved me but that our sex lives had died and that sometimes she wondered if we settled down too soon. They talked about sex, the exciting things he had done (he was single), his hookups, how she yearned for that. While never quite getting into inappropriate direct sexual talk, it was clear she lusted after him in some way.
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Maybe the quote that hurt the worst was when she said “sometimes I just feel like I need a night with someone like you. Someone to fuck me. I like making love to my husband, but sometimes I want to feel sexy, like an animal, like someone just HAS to have me and they take me. To push every limit I have. And he can’t do it.”
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I was hurt…crushed. My first thought was our marriage was over. My second thought was FUCK HER, OUR MARRIAGE IS FUCKING OVER. I was pissed. I was home alone that night and started drinking and got angrier and angrier. Several times I had mean passive aggressive texts started to her but I never clicked “send.”
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And then it hit me. A lot of this was on ME. I had stopped taking chances. I had stopped trying new things. I did let things get boring. I had fantasies and ideas and things I liked in porn I didn’t have the balls to approach my own wife about. She had fantasies I knew about that I never tried to engage. While what she did was wrong, a good bit of it was my fault.
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So I decided to change. One thing you guys should know. I did, by all measures, outkick my coverage with my wife. She is objectively beautiful. She’s the definition of a pretty girl. She doesn’t have that Las Vegas hot slutty chick look to her. She’s a slightly tall blonde, with a soft pretty face and nice lips. She has a very long torso which makes her appear thin eve though she has nice curves. She had a big butt even before it was cool and has toned it so that now it’s amazing. She has nice 34 C boobs. She was created by god to wear a sundress or a bikini.
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I on the other hand am average. I’ve got nice blue eyes and dark hair but otherwise you wouldn’t pick me out of a lineup. I’m just under six feet, somewhat muscular but nothing special. After our marriage I’ll admit I got lazy and added the freshman 15 (more like first year of marriage 25).
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The day after I saw those messages I decided it was time to take control and take my wife. I went to the gym for two hours and had an angry work out session, vowing to get myself back in shape. Mentally I realized that I had been weak and lazy. It was time to put it all out there to save my marriage. No more being scared. No more being lazy. Yes I still would make love to my wife, but I would fuck her as well. I’d do things to her she’d never have done before. I was going to push every single fucking limit she thought she had. The least she could do is say no. But I didn’t even care anymore. I was going to go in confident, and push her to every possible sexual height that I could.
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I knew this couldn’t just happen right away. She wasn’t going to come home from work that night and I’m acting like a porn star all the sudden. But we did have a vacation to Hawaii planned for two months later. I wanted to be ready for that. So I worked on myself first. I went on the keto diet and hit the gym. I lost 20 of the 25 lbs I’d gained in those 2 months. I started taking care of myself better. I tried to be more emotionally available for her. We did have more frequent sex and I tried to be more aggressive. I had my plan in place.
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We got to Hawaii and we stayed at the Waikiki Hilton on Oahu. It’s a beautiful place albeit a bit of a zoo as it’s a massive hotel. The first night there because of the time difference we were beat. We grabbed dinner and went to bed. The second day we hung out at the beach and had a few drinks, did a little bit of exploring, then came back to the hotel for dinner.
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Of my wife’s fantasies she has repeated over and over was public sex. We were always both afraid to get caught, but it’s something she ALWAYS brought up during “what’s something you’ve always wanted to do?” conversations. I planned to make this come true.
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We had a couple Mai Thai’s at the pool as the sun went down and headed back to the room.
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My wife was wearing a sexy little casual white dress with an orange stripe on it. As we walked down the hall I watched the sway of her ass and knew now was the time. She used the key card to enter the room and I grabbed her from behind.
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I kissed her neck from the side as I pulled her into me. I began running my hands up and down her, starting first at her sides and over her flat stomach. As I kissed her more and more, slightly sucking on the sides of her neck I pushed it further. I grabbed her breasts and gave them a squeeze. I pushed my hands down and pulled her dress up, her beautiful ass covered only by a small lacy white thong coming into view.
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I gave her ass a slap then ran my hands under her dress and again up over her hips and belly.
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“Oh my gosh…” was all she could mutter. I pushed us forward a couple steps toward the glass door that led to our 23rd floor balcony.
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I pulled her dress up and over her head, tossing it to the floor. My hands went straight to her breasts, using my hands to cup them as she turned her head sideways and we started making out. I pinched lightly at her nipples in the way she likes, feeling them harden in my fingers.
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As we took two more steps towards the door I kept my left hand on her boobs and slowly, very slowly, pushed my right hand down her body. I traced my way down her chest, over her belly and her right hip. I then pushed my way into her panties, my fingers teasing her until finally I touched her clit.
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I pushed her two steps more towards the door, now just 5-6 feet away from the glass door, a view down onto the bustling beach area just in front of us. It was evening now and a luau was getting started as the sun set.
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My wife moaned slighly as I worked her clit. Getting tired of the pressure of her panties I pulled them off and watched them fall to the floor. During this pause I took off my shirt and shorts, leaving me naked. She had begun to turn around to kiss me but I told her to turn back around.
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As my fingers found their way back to her pussy, my mouth to he neck, she breathed, “What’s gotten into you…?”
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I pushed her two steps forward. You could now clearly see down onto the luau, the lights of the fire visible from below and many people looking like ants from 20+ floors up.
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“Put your hands on the glass and spread your legs,” I commanded her.
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“What? Babe it’s–” she started. “I said put your hands on the glass. Just put your fucking hands there and spread your legs.” I spanked her, enough to leave a slight red mark.
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She went quiet. She took one more small step forward, her hands going to the glass. I took a step back as she pushed her ass to me, her beautiful little waist curving back to me. As she shuffled to spread her legs I could see the very back end of her pussy become visible.
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I began kissing down her neck and back. I ran my hands continuously up and down her sides and hips, occasionally groping her ass. As I hit my knees she naturally pushed her legs apart just ever so slightly more and pushed her ass out.
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She moaned loudly as my tongue hit her pussy. I buried my face in her ass and pussy, licking her quickly. She was already soaked, something that often we had to take time with before sex even after our lame foreplay, so I knew we were going somewhere.
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I used one hand to steady myself on her ass cheek and the other to reach between her legs and begin playing with her clit. She started griding her ass slightly back onto me, welcoming my tongue to explore her even deeper.
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I took large deep laps into her pussy. I’ll tell you, generally when I go down on her I kind of just lick at her clit until she tells me she’s ready to fuck. This was totally different. I was buried in her pussy, as deep as I could go, and it was delicious.
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She was moaning loudly now, not holding back, one hand or another occasionally smacking the glass in pleasure.
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I kept my fingers on her clit but moved my mouth slowly back. I had eaten my wife’s ass once the first year we dated. She really loved it, but was always afraid to ask for it or admit she liked it later on because she was embarrassed. But that kind of shit didn’t matter to me anymore.
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My tongue hit her ass and she shuddered in pleasure. “Oh fuck…” she lightly said aloud, showing approval. I tongued her asshole, licking little circles on it and moved my hand back so I could have a finger inside of her and one on her clit.
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I went as quickly as I could with my hand, fucking her with my fingers and rubbing her clit while I continued eating her ass as voraciously as I could.
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I could feel her clench. “OH FUCK,” she yelled and smacked the glass hard, making it reverberate like glass does if it’s slightly loose. “Keep going…keep going…keep going…”
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I licked as fast as I could and kept my fingers going. She clenched down on me and almost fell as she came, screaming out loudly twice before finally slowing down to take deep breaths.
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I stood up behind her, my cock raging hard. She turned around and said “let me do you now…”
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“No. Go outside,” I said blankly.
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“Babe you’ve got to be kidding, there’s 200 people out there.”
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“It’s dark up here and we’re 23 floors up. You always said you wanted to fuck in public. This is as good as it gets without getting arrested…”
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She started to say something but I lightly pushed her outside. I turned her back around, letting her face the luau below where we could now hear loud Hawaiian music and what sounded like generally a lot of screaming and hollering.
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She put her hands on the balcony railing and stabilized herself. I grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them open pushing myself to her and pushing my cock inside her easily. She grunted deeply as I pushed myself all the way in.
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I slowly began thrusting in and out of her, smacking her ass a time or too.
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“Goddamn baby this is so fucking hot…fuck me!”
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I started to get into a pretty good groove. I didn’t want the moment to end so a couple times when I was close to cumming I’d slow down, both pleasing and teasing my poor wife. The dim light from our room was just enough to illuminate her beautiful ass. I could see my dick covered in her cum just barely as I pounded in and out of her, now hard enough that each thrust made an audible slap on her tight ass.
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She was down to one hand on the railing, the other going back and forth between her tits, keeping them occupied.
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After 10 minutes or so I knew I had to cum. I reached forward and grabbed her tits, again kissing her neck as I continued to thrust.
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“I wanna cum inside you babe.” “Oh….please babe…” she said back breathlessly.
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I started fucking her as hard and fast as I could, now with no regard for how quickly I’d cum.
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I went harder and harder, the sound of her ass the only thing loud enough to overcome the music below. I instructed her to watch the people down below, all the people that could catch us…could see us…as we fucked.
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“Oh fuck…cum with me baby…” she finally yelled. And I did. I felt the release of what had built up for months, and even more during the trip. I came inside her…over and over as she came on my dick. I pushed myself inside of her at the very end, staying hard with her on me, her elbows pressed on the railing.
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“I hope you’re ready for a lot more of this…” I whispered into her ear, our naked bodies pressed together, Hawaiian music congratulating us from below.
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We had a long and very important talk later that night which continued in pieces the next day and during several very important serious discussions about our relationship that occurred during the trip.
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That night was a year ago today. Since that time we’ve had an MFF threesome, an MFM threesome, bought toys, had sex at a swinger’s club, played with anal, role played, swung with one of her best friends and her husband, and have done free use weekends (for both of us). Among other things. I’m going to write up all of those experiences for her, and would gladly share them here if interested.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bj5p3u/to_save_our_marriage_i_finally_decided_to_take