Author: nomdeporn

Pavlovian [MF]

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. Read more »

Out of nowhere [MF]

One pre-pandemic evening I was laying on the floor in the kitchen fixing my dishwasher. It hadn’t been draining and I was tired of having nasty water sitting in the bottom of an otherwise clean dishwasher. It also smelled. My wife was entertaining her friend Ruth in the living room and the two of them were partway through a shared bottle of wine. Their voices and laughter were steadily increasing in volume.

At some point, I’d gotten the line cleared and hit some service code to run the drain pump. When I opened it a few minutes later, it was empty! Success! I called out to my wife that it was fixed and headed over to the living room to say hi.

“… fixing stuff around the house? That’s gotta be good for some hand action,” I heard Ruth say as I entered the room. My wife laughed and said, “Maybe later,” and gave me a smile.

“I spent nearly an hour fixing the dishwasher and all you’re offering is some lousy handjob?” I retorted.

Ruth looked at my wife disapprovingly. “You didn’t tell me it was a *dishwasher*. That’s worth a blowie.” Read more »

Truth in advertising [MF]

Many years ago I had a summer internship in the advertising business. I worked a lot with Gabrielle, a French graphic designer. Her go-to feedback was to make it “more sexy for the Americans” who were all apparently prudes compared to the French, who knew what they wanted and how to get it. This was said about literally anything from the obvious images with models to things like the lighting and curvature on a lawnmower.

One Friday night, a bunch of folks were going out to a nearby wine bar after work and Gabi was among them. She invited me along, but I had to decline as I was only 20.

“American rules are stupid. In France you can have a glass of wine no big deal but Americans get all …” At this point, she made kind of a frenetic arm flapping gesture and sighed. Then, her eyes lit up and she hit her forehead.

“DUH! I have wine. Come have some with me!” Read more »

The result of a girls’ weekend [FF],[MF]

Monday evening of the three-day girls’ weekend couldn’t arrive quickly enough. When my wife got in the door, I pounced on her.

“Well?!”

She gave me a smooch, then paused to look me right in the eyes. The twinkle in her eyes gave it away immediately. I wanted details and said as much. She waved me off.

“I want you to fuck me first,” she said. groping me. “I need this cock in me now. I’ve been waiting all weekend for it.”

She stepped back, pushed down her shorts and underwear, and stepped out of them, revealing she was already wet and very much not joking around.

“Don’t make me say it again.”

I unzipped and freed myself and slowly entered her from behind, bending her over the arm of the couch. A few tentative thrusts confirmed she was as wet as she looked.

She looked back over her shoulder as I was slowly thrusting and said in a measured voice, “I am saying this so that it’s completely clear. Fuck me as hard as you can. I want your cock. I want to feel you cum. I want it!” Read more »

Fucking with me, of a sort [MF]

“Vicky and I have a girls’ weekend coming up,” my wife said. We were spooning in bed naked when she brought this up.

“Think anything will happen?” I asked, completely failing to mask the eagerness in my voice. The two of them hooking up was one of the things I most wanted, short of being involved myself, that is. “There’s been enough teasing already!”

“I have some plans,” she said, reaching back and idly stroking my cock. “You’ll have to wait and find out. Don’t worry, you’ll know if they worked.”

I stiffened in her hand. Talking about Vicky was some of our favorite pillow talk and frequently led to some powerful orgasms from both of us. My wife rolled over towards me and slid her hand down the underside of my shaft, fingers dancing around my balls.

“So,” she said with a playful lilt, “Am I free to do anything with Vicky?” I nodded as she gave me a little tug.

“Anything at all?”

“So long as it’s just her, yes.”

“You are the best husband in the world,” she said, kissing her way down my chest. “You sure you won’t mind if she fingers me?” I felt her tongue flick at the tip of my cock. Read more »

Going all in on the roleplaying [MF]

My wife came out of the bathroom with her hair up in an atypical fashion for her. She was also wearing a dress that wasn’t her style. Before I could inquire further, she let me know what was going on.

“Vicky and I did some shopping last week. She picked out the dress—it’s something she would wear. I also know what she wears under it. If you play along, you’ll find out too.

For the rest of the night, I am Vicky. I am going to get your cock hard and keep it that way. We’ll see what you do with it when we get back.”

I stepped towards her, but she sidestepped me and gave me a playful swat.

“Go get ready. Our dinner reservation is at 7:30.”

Dinner was interesting to say the least. My wife carried on a conversation as Vicky, throwing in some of her mannerisms and generally being flirty. Like many actual conversations with Vicky, the topic soon turned to sex. I’m not sure how much of the conversation was based on actual information she knew vs. making things up in the role, but it got specific quickly. Read more »

Unsolicited [MF]

“You probably weren’t supposed to see that.”

My wife had been showing me something on her phone when the message alert popped up saying that she had a text from Vicky. It was a pic message, but the content was probably not what she’d been expecting.

The pic was a selfie. Vicky was holding the phone with one hand, and doing an arm/handbra with the other, only partially succeeding in covering up. What I saw was glorious.

I was hard in no time. I was actually embarrassed at how quickly it happened. My wife noticed too, and teased me about it, grabbing the front of my shorts.

“You don’t get hard that fast for me.”

“Send me an unsolicited photo like that and we’ll find out! … Like you’re not turned on too.”

“Am not!”

A look passed between us that said I should find out for myself. I slid my hand down the front of my wife’s shorts, under her underwear.

“A ha! Titillated by titties!”

My wife blushed. Caught. Not that I minded in the slightest.

“Shut up and fuck me.” Read more »

Closer (mostly buildup, M/F, F/F teasing, continuing an earlier thread)

It's been a while since this fantasy, and things have … progressed is probably too strong of a word, but the fantasy has solidified. My wife and Vicky went out of town for a night for a girls' weekend kind of thing not too long ago. Before that happened, I told my wife that if any situation were to arise with Vicky that she might want to participate in, I expected a phone call asking for permission. I told her that details and photos wouldn't hurt either.

I received a handful of texted photos ranging from the typical selfie at a bar to one of my wife doing her makeup in the mirror with Vicky in a towel in the background. Enough to pique my imagination, but not enough resolution for useful details. Basically, a whole lot of teasing.

However, one photo stood apart from the others. It was an upskirt pic with the other person's hand on the inner thigh, pointing. This was torture. I couldn't tell who I was looking at, who was pointing, and due to the shadows, whether or not the person was even wearing panties! I texted my wife and asked what I was seeing and if she needed permission for anything. Read more »

Discovering a new fantasy [M/F]

"Show me how you would fuck her."

I pushed my wife further into the bedding, face down, and grabbed her hips as I drove into her again and again. What had begun as hypothetical pillow talk had blossomed into a full-fledged fantasy, one that we were both enjoying quite a bit at the moment. We had been casually making out in bed after a night out with some friends when she asked me if I'd noticed what her friend Vicky was wearing.

I told her that it was hard not to—her friend's dress had been quite revealing. It was black with a low cut neckline that was further enhanced by a keyhole cut showing off her cleavage and a long slit up the leg. Vicky had looked quite hot and I told my wife as much. She asked me which of her friend's physical features I'd enjoyed the most. I'm a leg guy, so I told her those certainly got my attention. I stopped kissing my wife long enough to run my hand along her bare thigh. She wears a night shirt and panties to bed. Read more »