So this is a dream I had last night in a foreign country. I'm deployed with the Army and have been away from my wife of 20 years for 8 months. She has a libido problem and intimacy issues. Every time I try to broach the subject of our sex life she clams up. We have sex maybe 3 times a month. She enjoys it, but she has only initiated sex twice in our relationship. She holds a masters degree in English so I thought maybe a short story couched as a dream might wake her up a little bit. By the way have I told you she's never gone down on me, has to have the lights off, and is all natural when it comes to hygiene. This is my "STORY". You are wearing a white strapless dress that comes to just above your knees. It has a royal blue wide belt. Your legs are covered in nylons that has a seam down the back and you are wearing cute little blue ballet slippers. Your hair is up off of your neck in a little twist, but there are little wisps outlining your face. You have on your pearl necklace and ear rings, your Pandora bracelet, and a new Lotus flower tattoo on your left shoulder. ??? Yeah, I know, it’s a dream!!! It’s weird how well I still can remember this dream. You were radiant; you were sun kissed and your freckles were standing out on your shoulders. You were waiting with the other wives, but your beauty set you apart. I only saw my beautiful wife. Waiting in formation, listening to the speeches, watching you talk with the other wives caused a deep stirring inside of me. When they finally released us, you surprised me by pulling me into a deep kiss right there in front of everyone. I remember we were laughing and I realized the kids weren’t with you. You said it was too early for them so you took me by the hand and walked me to the car. As we climbed into the car you leaned across and buckled me into the driver’s seat, giving me an appreciative view of your cleavage, gave me a quick rough kiss and told me you had a little surprise for me with a very mischievous look in your eye. I pulled out of the parking lot and started driving you home. As I was driving you took my hand in yours and started kissing the tips of my fingers. I was having a hard time concentrating, but you had a couple more surprises up your sleeve. You looked over at me, locking my eyes with yours and slowly sucked my middle finger into your mouth. It took my breath away. This simple act shot a bolt of pleasure right to my groin. I let out an audible moan and my penis strained against my uniform anticipating getting you home. We still lived on base in the dream so I didn’t have long to go. As you pulled my finger out of your mouth you shyly whispered that you had a surprise for me. You took my hand and laid it on your knee, placed your hand on top of mine and slowly ran it up your thigh, pulling up the skirt of your dress, exposing brown lace and the tops of your exposed thighs. You were wearing nude thigh high stockings. I almost lost control of the car. You let out this little giggle and asked me, “Do you like?” I didn’t have words. Who is this woman sitting next to me? I pull in the driveway and move to the house preparing myself for the onslaught of the kids, but as soon as I open the door you shut it behind us and pull me into your arms and kiss me with a deep longing from 9 months of separation. I lose all sense of time. I am lost to the fact that the kids aren’t here. It is just you and me. ( I can still feel the butterflies in my stomach from the anticipation I felt in the dream. ) We break apart and you tell me ”the kids are at Stephanie’s and I have you for the morning.” You grab me again and pull me against you in a long deep kiss. The taste of your lips and your natural smell are intoxicating. I can feel the swell of your breasts crushed against me and it takes my breath away. I move from your lips and softly kiss your forehead and move to your eye lids. You have little tears of joy at the corners of your eyes and I kiss them away. You have candles lit throughout the house and it smells of citrus and cherry blossom. It’s your smell. I run my teeth along the side of your neck and you let out a soft moan. I slowly unzip the back of your dress, but you step away quickly not wanting to rush anything. God you are so beautiful and sexy. Your eyes are half closed and you’re biting your lower lip as if you are intoxicated with the tension between us. I move to you, pulling my shirt over my head, reaching out and pulling you into my arms again (by the way I have a rock hard body in my dreams). I like the way the dress feels against my skin I slowly move my hands down your exposed back tracing small circles with my nails. You lightly dig your nails into my shoulders and start kissing and nibbling at my neck, one word: heaven. I move my hands up to your shoulders and neck and pull you into a long tender kiss that builds with tension, losing myself in the feel of your tongue darting slowly in touching mine feeling your heart beat against my chest. I slip the dress down off of your shoulders and watch it fall to the floor. Your beauty takes my breath away. A gasp catches in my throat. You start to undo by belt as I take in the site of this muse in front of me. You’re in a white sheer lace bra and panties; your nipples erect playing against the fabric in excitement and yearning for me to touch you. The thigh highs give you a slightly naughty look that I’ve never seen from you. I start to kiss you on your neck and move my way down to the swell of your breasts. I Reach back and unhook your bra with one hand as I pull your right breast out with the other. Your skin is exquisite in my hand. The contrast of the tan on my hand and the milky whiteness of your breast is heady. Your breast is so supple and tender; I watch the nipple slowly stiffen and come to life under my stare. You push your chest out ever so slightly moving your breast into my mouth as I lightly tease the nipple with a gentle bite, you grab the back of my head and pull yourself to me getting more and more aroused as my hands massage your legs and butt. God I love the way the muscles of your legs tense when I gently squeeze you. I kneel down and begin to kiss your belly, your sides: a flick of my tongue a gentle scrape of my teeth. Your stomach quivers under my touch. It is such a turn on for me. I love the way your hands feel in my hair, gently pulling it and scratching my scalp with your nails. I move to your hips and your knees almost give way from the pleasure that I can tell is mounting through your body, you catch your breath when I move my hands between your legs, gently caressing you through your panties. I can smell you, it is your smell, a gentle sweet musky smell that tells me to continue. You are wet to my touch and I can’t wait any longer I move my mouth over you and taste you, running my tongue along you, you thrusting forward and pulling me to you ever so rougher. All I can think is how much I love this woman in my arms. I slowly begin to remove your panties kissing you along your hip and inner thigh. I catch my breath in surprise, you’ve trimmed so close, and left so little pubic hair. You only have a little patch above your sex. I feel the gentle skin of your sweet gift to me. It is the most turned on I have ever been, my body convulses from the desire I have for you. I slowly turn you around and begin to kiss your bottom while my hands move over you . I playfully bite your inner thigh and you open your legs a little wider, as you thrust backwards, leaning your arms against the wall for support. I can see you now, and it is the most beautiful site I have ever seen. Your familiar mole is such a great contrast against the smooth skin left by your risqué treat. I wrap my arms around you and gently move my fingers along your outer lips, teasing your sex, tracing you and feeling your body react to my touch. A moan escapes you as I gently stroke you with my hand and tongue. I gently part you with my fingers as you grind back against my face forcing my tongue deeper inside you. I love the way you taste and the way you are reacting to my touch. I insert a finger gently stroking you as my tongue explores you from behind. You arch your back pushing your pussy and ass against my mouth, an unbidden moan escaping from deep inside you. The smell of your sex, mixed with the lotion you have on your body, is enthralling. As my tongue and fingers work you from behind you shyly slide your fingers lower brushing the tips against your clit making you dripping wet. You pull away and turn around. You pull me to my feet and lead me to our bedroom. The look in your eyes both excites me and frightens me at the same time from the intensity I see in them. You push me down on the bed and begin to undress me biting my stomach and sides. I’m fully aroused and you playfully run your hands over me cupping me, sending pain and pleasure through my body that only you can do. As you pull my pants down my erection sits inches from your mouth. You bite your lip and have a look of hesitation and wonder in your eyes. I haven’t seen this side of you before. I slowly see something change in your eyes, there’s a new confidence and a little naughtiness that wasn’t there seconds before. You’ve made a decision. You run your tongue along the shaft of my erection, stroking its length with your mouth, from the base to the head. You move back down and deliciously lick me back and forth. You take me in your hand and with a gentle squeeze a drop of cum seeps out of me. You look up into my eyes and run your tongue around the head, you smile as you taste me for the first time and murmur a little, “mmmm.” We lock eyes and you slowly take me in your mouth. I almost spill my seed right there. Your hand works up and down while you cover your teeth with your lips and move me in and out of your mouth. You start slowly unsure of yourself, but with a newfound confidence you build up speed the whole time, staring up at me with your bright beautiful blue eyes. Seeing the lust building in you almost takes me over the edge. You stop and slowly kiss your way up my body teasing me, tugging at my nipples with your teeth biting my earlobe. You climb on top of me but not as I expect. You turn around and straddle my face, slowly lowering your sex onto my mouth. My tongue explores every inch of you. I move my hands to your hips and pull you back, thrusting my tongue deeper into you. You want control and it is so sexy. My hands are everywhere, exploring you, touching every inch of your backside, you push back against them and another deeper moan escapes your mouth. I know what I’m doing is pleasing you, but I want your pleasure to never end. I take your hand in mine and guide it to the apex of your sex. While you are grinding your sex against my mouth you slowly begin circling your clitoris with your own fingers. I can feel you working yourself into a faster pace, getting more and more aroused, getting wetter and wetter, taking yourself deeper and deeper into ecstasy, with my mouth and your hand. I feel your pussy tighten and then convulse over me. You let out a carnal scream that has been building for twenty years. I am in awe. You are not done with me though. I roll you under me and slowly kiss my way down to you. I caress your breasts and suck on your nipples sending electrical impulses straight to your clit. I make my way down you reveling and mesmerized in the site of only the little tuft of pubic hair left. I am amazed that you love me this much. I trace you again with my tongue. You are so wet with anticipation and carnal pleasure. I love your taste, it intoxicates me. I move my tongue up to your clitoris, parting you as you thrust up against my chin pulling my head deeper with your hands, guiding me, moving your hips to the rhythm you want set. My hands explore every inch of you, taking you higher and deeper towards ecstasy. I can feel you swell against me, getting deeper and deeper aroused. As I move up and down you, massaging every part of you, tracing every line of your body with my hands, you tracing the lines of your body with your own hands; Exploring yourself, squeezing your breasts because my hands are elsewhere, your thumb and fingers rolling your nipples pulling them into a painful pleasure that begins to build you even higher. There’s something in the way I’m doing things that you can’t control and you’ve decided today is about you, so you roll over on top of me again, but you stay over my mouth grinding against it, starring down into my eyes daring me to take you over the edge again. You cum so violently that you actually release your juices over my face. You taste of raw emotion and summer. It is amazing the way you feel straddling me, controlling your body over me. It’s intoxicating. You move down and sit off to my side and to my surprise kiss me! Deeply! Tasting yourself on my lips. I can’t believe this is the same woman I left to go to war. You have a playful dreamy look in your eyes that stops my heart in my chest. You begin kissing me slowly at first but then deeper as your hands begin exploring my body. You massage my sides making me jump from being tickled, but I like the way it feels. You move to my hip and lightly bite my inner thigh which makes me jump with desire while at the same time you take my penis in your hand and gently caress me. I run my hands through your hair wishing for what is about to come next. You begin lightly stroking me, while at the same time taking me in your mouth. You cover your teeth with your lips again and take me all the way into your mouth swirling your tongue around me, letting out a deep moan of pleasure. The sensation of being in your mouth and the sounds you are making almost sends me over the edge, but you slow down and squeeze my base stopping me. You continue to do this. Each time I’m about to cum stopping until I can’t take it anymore. I pull you on top of me your weight pressed against me, your mouth on me as I bury my tongue in your pussy again, while you continue to work me in and out of your mouth. You have completely lost all inhibition. Taking control has brought out a side of you that amazes me and has made you dripping with desire. I can’t take much more and you sense this. You stop and pull me to my knees. You turn around and wiggle your ass in the air and say, “I want you to take me like this.” Melody you amaze me. I take myself in my hand and slowly tease your sex with the tip of my penis. You are so wet from riding my face. Both of your holes are glistening with your juices. I massage you with the tip of my penis until you start to whimper. The tension is palpable. You reach back to guide me into you, but I stop you. I need to be one with you. You need me to be in you. Your head is on the pillow and you’re looking back at me. You say the magic words. “I want you inside me.” The look of love and shared desire between us melts me, but stirs a new found urgency, as I gently push inside you feeling your tightness against me. The warmth of you is intoxicating. The air is filled with the smell of our longing and love. We move together, rhythmically, slowly at first, then with a greater urgency. You meet me with every thrust. To my surprise you move your hand underneath you, grinding your clit against your fingers and my cock as deep as it will go. Guiding yourself to another release. My hands are splayed on your ass and my thumb gently grazes your anus. The sensation of being filled by my penis, and both your clit and bum being massaged, takes you to the breaking point. With one last thrust back you take yourself over the chasm. I see in your eyes that you are there, I feel your body tense, the quiver in your stomach, the tightening of your bottom against my hands, as I thrust deeper inside you. Shouting your name and coming to the point of utter ecstasy myself. Totally spent you take my hand and lead me to the shower. That’s when I woke up.
Tag: Wife
Coming Home: A soldier’s return to “Normalcy.”[STR8 M,F oral]
Reddit, I coached this as a dream, but it’s purely a fantasy I put on paper and wanted to know what the opposite sex thought of this. Any constructive criticism from anybody would be helpful. A little background my wife and I struggle with intimacy. She gets really uncomfortable whenever we talk about sex. We’ve been together for 24 years and she’s talked to me about sex twice. So instead of talking to her about it I put it on paper. I thought it might be good enough to share with others. So I mentioned that I woke up from a dream last night. It was about us, and I know you’re going to say here we go again but????? You need to hear this from me sometimes, and I know I can’t say it to you, so shrug, here goes. You’re going to say ewww, but I woke up a little sticky :O This hasn’t happened to me since I was a kid. I swear I have dreamed something like this before, but not to this extent.
You were wearing a white strapless dress that came to just above your knees. It had a royal blue wide belt. Your legs were covered in nylons and you were wearing cute little blue ballet slippers. Your hair was up off of your neck in a little twist, but there were little wisps outlining your face. You had on your pearl necklace and ear rings, your Pandora bracelet, and a new Lotus flower tattoo on your left shoulder. ??? Yeah, I know, it’s a dream!!! It’s weird how well I still can remember this dream. You were radiant; you were sun kissed and your freckles were standing out on your shoulders. You were waiting with the other wives, but your beauty set you apart. I only saw my beautiful wife. Waiting in formation, listening to the speeches, watching you talk with the other wives caused a deep stirring inside of me. When they finally released us, you surprised me by pulling me into a deep kiss right there in front of everyone. I remember we were laughing and I realized the kids weren’t with you. You said it was too early for them so you took me by the hand and walked me to the car. As we climbed into the car you leaned across and buckled me into the driver’s seat, giving me an appreciative view of your cleavage, gave me a quick rough kiss and told me you had a little surprise for me with a very mischievous look in your eye. I pulled out of the parking lot and started driving you home. As I was driving you took my hand in yours and started kissing the tips of my fingers. I was having a hard time concentrating, but you had a couple more surprises up your sleeve. You looked over at me, locking my eyes with yours and slowly sucked my middle finger into your mouth. It took my breath away. This simple act shot a bolt of pleasure right to my groin. I let out an audible moan and my penis strained against my uniform anticipating getting you home. We still lived on base in the dream so I didn’t have long to go. As you pulled my finger out of your mouth you shyly whispered that you had a surprise for me. You took my hand and laid it on your knee, placed your hand on top of mine and slowly ran it up your thigh, pulling up the skirt of your dress, exposing brown lace and the tops of your exposed thighs. You were wearing nude thigh high stockings. I almost lost control of the car. You let out this little giggle and asked me, “Do you like?” I didn’t have words. Who was this woman sitting next to me? I pulled in the driveway and moved to the house preparing myself for the onslaught of the kids, but as soon as I opened the door you shut us in it and pulled me into your arms and kissed me with a deep longing from 9 months of separation. I lost all sense of time. I was lost to the fact that the kids weren’t there. It was just you and me. I can still feel the butterflies in my stomach from the anticipation I felt in the dream. We broke apart and you told me the kids were at Stephanie’s and “I have you for the morning.” You grabbed me again and pulled me against you in a long deep kiss. The taste of your lips and your natural smell are intoxicating. I can feel the swell of your breasts crushed against me and it takes my breath away. I move from your lips and softly kiss your forehead and move to your eye lids. You have little tears of joy at the corners of your eyes and I kiss them away. You have candles lit throughout the house and it smells of citrus and cherry blossom. It’s your smell. I run my teeth along the side of your neck and you let out a soft moan. I slowly unzip the back of your dress, but you step away quickly not wanting to rush anything. God you are so beautiful and sexy. Your eyes are half closed and you’re biting your lower lip as if you are intoxicated with the tension between us. I move to you, pulling my shirt over my head, reaching out and pulling you into my arms again (by the way I have a rock hard body in my dreams). I like the way the dress feels against my skin I slowly move my hands down your exposed back tracing small circles with my nails. You lightly dig your nails into my shoulders and start kissing and nibbling at my neck, one word: heaven. I move my hands up to your shoulders and neck and pull you into a long tender kiss that builds with tension, losing myself in the feel of your tongue darting slowly in touching mine feeling your heart beat against my chest. I slip the dress down off of your shoulders and watch it fall to the floor. Your beauty takes my breath away. A gasp catches in my throat. You start to undo by belt as I take in the site of this muse in front of me. You’re in a white sheer lace bra and panties; your nipples erect playing against the fabric in excitement and yearning for me to touch you. The thigh highs give you a slightly naughty look that I’ve never seen from you. I start to kiss you on your neck and move my way down to the swell of your breasts. I Reach back and unhook your bra with one hand as I pull your right breast out with the other. Your skin is exquisite in my hand. The contrast of the tan on my hand and the milky whiteness of your breast is heady. Your breast is so supple and tender and I watch the nipple slowly stiffen and come to life under my stare. You push your chest out ever so slightly moving your breast into my mouth as I lightly tease the nipple with a gentle bite, you grab the back of my head and pull yourself to me getting more and more aroused as my hands massage your legs and butt. God I love the way the muscles of your legs tense when I gently squeeze you. I kneel down and begin to kiss your belly, your sides: a flick of my tongue a gentle scrape of my teeth. Your stomach quivers under my touch. It is such a turn on for me. I love the way your hands feel in my hair, gently pulling it and scratching my scalp with your nails. I move to your hips and your knees almost give way from the pleasure that I can tell is mounting through your body, you catch your breath when I move my hands between your legs, gently caressing you through your panties. I can smell you, it is your smell, a gentle sweet musky smell that tells me to continue. You are wet to my touch and I can’t wait any longer I move my mouth over you and taste you, running my tongue along you, you thrusting forward and pulling me to you ever so rougher. All I can think is how much I love this woman in my arms. I slowly begin to remove your panties kissing you along your hip and inner thigh. I catch my breath in surprise, you’ve trimmed so close, and left so little pubic hair. You only have a little patch above your sex. I feel the gentle skin of your sweet gift to me. It is the most turned on I have ever been, my body convulses from the desire I have for you. I slowly turn you around and begin to kiss your bottom while my hands move over you . I playfully bite your inner thigh and you open your legs a little wider, as you trust backwards, leaning your arm against the wall for support. I can see you now, and it is one of the most beautiful sites I have ever seen. Your familiar mole is such a great contrast against the smooth skin left by your risqué treat. I wrap my arms around you and gently move my fingers along your outer lips, teasing your sex, tracing you and feeling your body react to my touch. A moan escapes you as I gently stroke you with my hand and tongue. I gently part you with my fingers as you grind back against my face forcing my tongue deeper inside you. I love the way you taste and the way you are reacting to my touch. I insert a finger gently stroking you as my tongue explores you from behind. You arch your back pushing your pussy and ass against my mouth, an unbidden moan escaping from deep inside you. The smell of your sex mixed with the lotion you have on your body is intoxicating. As my tongue and fingers work you from behind you shyly slide your fingers lower brushing the tips against your clit making you dripping wet. You pull away and turn around. You pull me to my feet and lead me to our bedroom. The look in your eyes both excites me and frightens me at the same time from the intensity I see in them. You push me down on the bed and begin to undress me biting my stomach and sides. I’m fully aroused and you playfully run your hands over me cupping me, sending pain and pleasure through my body that only you can do. As you pull my pants down my erect ion sits inches from your mouth. You bite your lip and have a look of hesitation and wonder in your eyes. I haven’t seen this side of you before. I slowly see something change in your eyes, there’s a new confidence and a little naughtiness that wasn’t there seconds before. You’ve made a decision. You run your tongue along the shaft of my erection, stroking its length with your mouth, from the base to the head. You move back down and deliciously lick me back and forth. You take me in your hand and with a gentle squeeze a drop of cum seeps out of me. You look up into my eyes and run your tongue around the head, you smile as you taste me for the first time and murmur a little, “mmmm.” We lock eyes and you slowly take me in your mouth. I almost spill my seed right there. Your hand works up and down while you cover your teeth with your lips and move me in and out of your mouth. You start slowly unsure of yourself, but with a newfound confidence you build up speed the whole time, staring up at me with your bright beautiful blue eyes. Seeing the lust building in you almost takes me over the edge. You stop and slowly kiss your way up my body teasing me, tugging at my nipples with your teeth biting my earlobe. You climb on top of me but not as I expect. You turn around and straddle my face, slowly lowering your sex onto my mouth. My tongue explores every inch of you. I move my hands to your hips and pull you back, thrusting my tongue deeper into you. You want control and it is so sexy. My hands are everywhere, exploring you, touching every inch of your backside, you push back against them and another deeper moan escapes your mouth. I know what I’m doing is pleasing you, but I want your pleasure to never end. I take your hand in mine and guide it to the apex of your sex. While you are grinding your sex against my mouth you slowly begin circling your clitoris with your own fingers. I can feel you working yourself into a faster pace, getting more and more aroused, getting wetter and wetter, taking yourself deeper and deeper into ecstasy, with my mouth and your hand. I feel your pussy tighten and then convulse over me. You let out a carnal scream that has been building for twenty years. I am in awe. You are not done with me though. I roll you under me and slowly kiss my way down to you. I caress your breasts and suck on your nipples sending electrical impulses straight to your clit. I make my way down you reveling and mesmerized in the site of only the little tuft of pubic hair left. I am amazed that you love me this much. I trace you again with my tongue. You are so wet with anticipation and carnal pleasure. I love your taste, it intoxicates me. I move my tongue up to your clitoris, parting you as you thrust up against my chin pulling my head deeper with your hands, guiding me, moving your hips to the rhythm you want set. My hands explore every inch of you, taking you higher and deeper towards ecstasy. I can feel you swell against me getting deeper and deeper aroused, as I move up and down you massaging every part of you tracing every line of your body with my hands, you tracing the lines of your body with your hands squeezing your breasts because my hands are elsewhere, your thumb and fingers rolling your nipples pulling them into a painful pleasure that begins to build you even higher . There’s something in the way I’m doing things that you can’t control and you’ve decided today is about you, so you roll over on top of me again, but you stay over my mouth grinding against starring down into my eyes daring me to take you over the edge again. You cum so hard that you actually release your juices over my face. You taste of raw emotion and summer. It is amazing the way you feel straddling me controlling your body over me it’s intoxicating. You move down and sit off to my side and to my surprise kiss me deeply tasting yourself on my lips. I can’t believe this is the same woman I left to go to war. You have a playful dreamy look in your eyes that stops my heart in my chest. You begin kissing me slowly at first but then deeper as your hands begin exploring my body. You massage my sides making me jump from being tickled, but I like the way it feels. You move to my hip and lightly bite my inner thigh which makes me jump with desire while at the same time you take my penis in your hand and gently caress me. I run my hands through your hair wishing for what is about to come next. You begin lightly stroking me and the same time you take me in your mouth. You cover your teeth with your lips again and take me all the way into your mouth swirling your tongue around me letting out a deep moan of pleasure. The sensation of being in your mouth and the sounds you are making almost sends me over the edge, but you slow down and squeeze my base stopping me. You continue to do this, each time I’m about to cum stopping until I can’t take it anymore. I pull you on top of me your weight pressed against me your mouth on me as I bury my tongue in your pussy again while you continue to work me in and out of your mouth. You have completely lost all inhibition. Taking control has brought out a side of you that amazes me and has made you dripping with desire. I can’t take much more and you sense this. You stop and pull me to my knees. You turn around and wiggle your ass in the air and say, “I want you to take me like this. Melody you amaze me. I take myself in my hand and slowly tease your sex with the tip of my penis. You are so wet from riding my face both of your holes are glistening with your juices. I massage you with the tip of my penis until you start to whimper. The tension is palpable and you reach back and guide me into you. I need to be one with you. You need me to be in you. Your head is on the pillow and you’re looking back at me. The look of love and shared desire between us melts me but stirs a newfound urgency as I gently push inside you feeling your tightness against me. The warmth of you is intoxicating. The air is filled with the smell of our longing and love. We move together, rhythmically, slowly at first, then with a greater urgency. You meet me with every thrust, moving your hand underneath you, grinding your clit against your fingers and my cock guiding yourself to another release. My hands are splayed on your ass and my thumb gently grazes your anus. The sensation of being filled by my penis and both your clit and bum being massaged takes you to the breaking point. With one last thrust back you take yourself over the chasm. I see in your eyes that you are there, I feel your body tense, the quiver in your stomach, the tightening of your bottom against my hands as I thrust deeper inside you coming to the point of utter ecstasy myself. Totally spent you take my hand and lead me to the shower. That’s when I woke up.
The weird thing is I think I’ve had this dream before. You intoxicate me _______. I know there are things in this that probably make you uncomfortable, because telling you all this me uncomfortable too. But it was so real. This is me baring my inner most desires to you. I made a promise to myself and you; you might not know that I did, that I wouldn’t keep anything from you anymore. The only way for me to know that I am doing everything for our marriage is to share everything, including being honest about this kind of stuff. I want this with you not some image of you or another. You are my other half, you make me whole. I trust you with this, I hope I haven’t offended or hurt you. It’s a dream, I understand that. But it was a fun dream leaving me wanting you even more.
I really had this dream and I can still remember it clear as if I was dreaming it right now. It’s unsettling to me that I remember my dreams so much, but I felt compelled to share it with you since you don’t get to have these. I hope this didn’t shock you too much. A little shock is Okay. It was fun telling you this. I hope you had fun reading it. This feels like deja vu. I love you ______. This was a little insight into me, but again I recognize that this was a dream. Hope it wasn’t too much.
I will always re(m)e(m)ber last weekend… Part 2 of 2.
My eyes were closed, I was in heaven and my cock was in the mouth of a cute, 25 year-old chub who was devouring his first cock.
In my 40 years, I've had four women suck me, with very little pleasure. Two nights before this I had my first man-on-man session. But this night was something else.
Standing by the side of the king bed in his hotel room, I began to touch his shoulders. I was amazed to find strong, well-defined and very masculine muscles under his soft, firm skin.
I stood for as long as I could, and eventually relented, saying "I need to lay down."
He was so encouraging. "Oh yeah, lay back." It must have been part of his fantasy.
When I layed back, again he took me in his mouth. I would do anything to have that experience again. How could this be his first time? I reached down, feeling his hair. It was so soft. I guided his head. After a few minutes, knowing I would not cum, I said "May I have a turn?"
I will always re(m)e(m)ber last weekend… Part 1 of 2
I am 40 married, and have been bi-curious for 20 years. Last weekend, when my wife had taken the kids out of town, I went cock crazy.
I had my first hook-up on Friday, and wanted more.
On Sunday, after learning that my wife was extending her trip for a day, I posted a Craigslist ad entitled "Chub for cocksucking" which read:
"I am into giving and receiving oral, and want to top for the first time. I love other chubs too.
Message me with a body pic.
Discretion is a must. I am married and 'straight'."
A couple hours later I get a response:
"This sounds like we may be a perfect match, I'm also married and looking to suck for the first time. I'm 25 and in from out of town. I can host at my hotel."
He included a pic, and he had smooth skin, a nice little package, and a belly. He had a hotel room too… he was hosting! And in his second message he gave me his room number…
It took me over an hour to get to his hotel. I was messaging him regularly, to ensure he wasn't recruiting others in my place
Hotel for [m]y wi[f]e and I
My wife and I have a great sex life, but some times it is just amazing. This is one of those times. Just had to share it.
For our 17th anniversary, I surprised her with dinner and a night at a hotel. The hotel room was huge – a king sized bed, balcony overlooking the back parking lot and highway, and a living room with wet bar, TV and couch. (If you are wondering, I used hotel points to get it.)
After dinner, we came back and went to the hotel pool and hot tub. We were the only ones there, aside from the raccoon looking in, but didn't do anything except make out a little. We went back to the room and she put on a really sexy thong and teddy while I got some wine and fruit ready.
I went out onto the balcony and saw that there were few lights, so we could sit there in relative darkness without worrying about anyone seeing her. I wore boxers and a T-shirt, she wore the lingerie. While we sat out there talking and drinking, it was incredibly hot to know she was sitting there almost naked.
“Holy a[f]fairs Batman!” [M]y Ashley Madison experience. POW! KABAAM!
"Fuck!"
A million thoughts were going through my head and I stood there completely paralyzed as he came around the corner. Sizing him up, it seemed like we were about the same size. He had some height on me but if it were to turn into a brawl it was going to get messy. I could drive away, but that only meant I was going to have to come back later and who knows what would happen then.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
This isn't the first little adventure of mine I wanted to tell on here. However, given the timing of the Ashley Madison hack, it seems like the most appropriate. This happened early winter in 2013 and we'll see how the writing goes, but I suspect there will be more adventure than outright sex.
I don't remember when I registered on Ashley Madison, it was fairly early on. I purchased 100 "points" (perhaps $25 worth?) shortly there after just to see how the site was. I'd been on AFF for years and was completely familiar with the fake profile BS. As far as AFF was concerned, it was pretty easy to identify the fake profiles, but there were also plenty of real people on there. As long as you had a bit of game there was a reasonable chance you might get laid.
Our First Sex Club Experience
Note: the images we linked to are not of us.
We arrived at the club at about midnight. As our driver opened the rear door of the towncar, the headlights of oncoming traffic flashed against Roxanne’s blond hair. For a long moment, she illuminated the dark street. Gracefully, she stepped up to the curb; her gold jewelry perfectly complimenting the black cocktail dress, black patent leather heels and sheer stockings. I followed, wearing a black suit with a white shirt and an open collar.
As we entered the club, we did not know what to expect. It was a Saturday night and there were a hundred or so couples there, a mix of ages and ethnicities and attractiveness in various stages of undress. As we navigated the public rooms, heads turned as we made our way to a table at the edge of the dance floor. Men and women alike looked us up and down, made eye contact and held our gaze. Unexpectedly, I enjoyed the eyes upon us. In the back of my mind, i wanted her to be noticed and lusted after. She was beautiful, unattainable, and most importantly: she was mine. My possession of her sparked something unexpected in me that I had never experienced before.
[MF] Cum Walk in Copenhagen
This happened at the end of May, when I went to visit my girlfriend Ute, who is studying at the Institute of Technology at Aalborg. For weeks, we'd been sending each other skype messages with all the depraved sex acts that we planned to do to. Early on, I dropped this bomb on her in a "e-sex" session:
Me: i'm going to make you do a cum walk.
Her: what the heck is that?
Her: nm. googled it. um, ok, not sure about that
Me: non-negotiable. you're going to do it
Her: we'll see
She wasn't down with the idea at first, but I kept at it. Eventually "we'll see" turned into conversations about "how? and where?" I knew that if she got too comfortable with it, most of the effect would be lost. This wasn't supposed to BE about comfortable. This was supposed to be about pushing so far past the boundaries of comfortable that it wasn't even a concept anymore.
When I got there, I was amazed at how great she looked. She had left the US weighing about 140lbs- that's 140 hot as hell pounds. I almost didn't recognize her when I saw her. She was down to about 103. Between the hectic pace of school and walking to/from classes, she'd turned from pleasantly rounded to super tight. She looked like a cross country runner. I have to admit that I missed the old c-cups, but her tits were so perky now that it more than made up for it.
I'm not going to bore you with the three days and nights of non-stop reunion sex. As planned, we tried (and both enjoyed) anal a half dozen times or so, along with blowjobs, pussy eating, and tons of good old-fashioned fucking. On Thursday night, after a particularly wonderful bj, I looked down to enjoy watching her licking up leftover bits of cum and said "no more sex tonight. Tomorrow morning you're going on a cum walk, and I want your face completely glazed over."
She froze. "I thought you were kidding about that," she said, nervously.
"Nope. But since this is your first one- of this week I mean- we'll do it in the early morning so there aren't as many people around."
She hugged herself and shuddered. "This is Copenhagen. There are ALWAYS people around."
"True, but not as many," I said…
…The next morning, I woke her up at 6AM. "Ready?" I asked her.
She laughed nervously. "OK," she said. "But if you get me arrested, my parents are going to kill you."
I pushed her head down and growled "deepthroat me, and make sure you do a LOT of ball sucking. It always makes me have a big load."
And so began one of the best blowjobs she's ever given me. Between her anxiety and my anticipation at what would happen afterward, we were both on a peak of arousal. I flipped her over and pulled her head off the bed, fucking her throat like it was a pussy while flicking my fingers across her clit. It felt so good, I almost forgot my plans for my cum load. It was like there was a little devil on one shoulder saying "c'mon- you KNOW you want to shoot that huge load right down her throat. Bury that cock to the hilt and start splooging!" and a little angel in white robes on the other shoulder saying "tut tut! you should always follow through on your promises! Pull out and splooge all over her face! It's the polite thing to do!"
The angel won. Just as I was about to yield to temptation, I yanked my cock out of her throat, pulled her off the bed, held her face up, and jacked off what seemed to be a full pint of thick white semen right onto her face. Some of it got into her long dark hair, forming two white jelly streaks. Other bits dangled off her nose and chin like wriggly icicles. And the rest of it was basically just smeared all around, coating practically every inch of her face.
She was doing fine for a while. I carefully pulled a white "wife beater" t-shirt over her head. It was thin, barely concealing her tiny nipples. Their areolas stood out like little Fifty Øre coins. The weather was chilly that day, so she'd be able to cut glass with those nipples.
Getting out the door was the first challenge. She simply could not bring herself to step across the threshold. I had to make her close her eyes and hold my hand. When the latch clicked shut behind her, she leaped half a meter in the air. She ran back to her apartment and tugged at the door.
"Looking for something?" I asked, dangling the keys high in the air as she tried to grab them. "Hey- no jumping!" I said. "It's making the cum drip!"
I let her skip the elevator and take the less-traveled stairs. That's where we ran into our first "witness." Unfortunately, it was an old fat German who made pathetic passes at ALL the young Danish girls. He stopped on the landing and stared apologetically, his gaze switching rapidly between her cum-glazed face and the nipples protruding from her shirt. When we passed, he stayed right where he was, fixated by her ass in the blue boy-shorts I had made her wear.
Downstairs finally, we left the building and began the two-block walk to the bus stop. The streets were relatively empty. Most people were saw were either shop keepers on their way to open or businessmen hurrying to work. At the bus stop, though, things became a little awkward. Since we couldn't simply walk past, she had to deal with the stares of six or seven men who DEFINITELY knew what it was that was dripping off her chin.
"Shoulders back," I commanded her in English. "Don't try to hide your tits by hunching over." She gave me a desperate look, but complied, thrusting her chest up and standing in an erect posture.
When the bus came, I made her sit in the frontmost seat. She would later tell me that it was the longest bus ride of her life. "The worst part," she added, "was that I recognized someone from Uni, and I'm pretty sure he knew it was me too."
Seventeen stops later. Seventeen times for people to board, look at her cum-glazed face, and then look away to whisper nervously to the persons they boarded with. Seventeen times for her to blush vividly, her chest, neck and face blooming vermilion as her pulse pounded in her ears. She sat there, quietly, cum slowly drying on her face, shoulders back, perky breasts thrusts out, nipples standing at attention.
We got off the bus. "Tivoli," I said. "One circuit around the park, and you're done. Ready?"
She nodded. The park was already filling up with tourists. As we passed groups and couples, I could hear their comments. "Is that cum on her face?" "Look at her!" "I can't believe that- it has to be a porno or something!" I made her keep walking naturally, as if she had foundation and powder on her face and not a huge load of cum. At one point, a group of rude Japanese tourists came over and tried to get pictures with her. I shooed them off, but not before one laughed and called her "whore" to her face.
Finally, our walk was nearly over. "Just a picture," I told her, nodding toward the rocky shore. "With her."
We waited until the coast was clear. It took a long time- that part of the park is ALWAYS busy. After about half an hour of standing there with cum dripping off her face, our opportunity arrived. Quickly scampering over the rocks, she stood next to the statue of The Little Mermaid, and I took her picture.
Along the slow walk back to the bus stop that would take us home, she wiped my cum off her face a little bit at a time, eating each drop while I watched. A little brass water fountain provided the means to get the rest of it off. But she forgot about her hair so I had the pleasure of seeing the two thick streaks of cum sway back and forth as the bus slowly drove us home.
Red Eye [mf]
11:17 p.m. I had 10 minutes to make it across Atlanta International and catch my flight to San Francisco. I cinched down the straps on my backpack, confirmed my departure gate on the monitors, and took off, careful not to spill my precious coffee. Caffeine doesn't do much for me anymore, but I got decaf to be on the safe side. The flight would feel a lot shorter if I could catch a few Zs.
You never realize just how oblivious most travelers are until you're in this much of a rush. Families walking five across, taking up the whole walkway. Tourists fumbling through their bags right in front of the entrance to the escalator. Business men flicking their Blackberries and walking at a snail's pace.
I checked my watch again – 11:22. "Fuck…" I picked up the pace, weaving between travelers, dodging airport personnel in golf carts, half expecting a TSA agent to yell at me to slow down.
11:25. My terminal. 15 gates to go. 10…5…1. 11:27. I arrived slightly breathless, just in the nick of time.
A hollow, static voice came over the intercom: "Now boarding Zones 1, 2, and 3."
[MFMF] [swap][drugs] Couples have a kids free weekend adventure – Part 2
I was asked to write the rest of my first story, it took me awhile to finish it but here it is. I typically do not like to do Part 1/2/etc, but I was asked so I delivered. https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3egv65/mfmf_couples_have_a_kids_free_weekend_adventure/
As I laid in bed slightly pretending to still be asleep I leaned over to Shannon to see her eyes were affixed on the kissing between Daniel and Nora, she seemed to be reminiscing about her enjoyable moments the night prior. Their kissing ended shortly after and we all got ready for some breakfast. The conversation was somewhat awkward at first with no one talking, but that appeared to just be the hangovers wearing off as the day progressed so did the conversation. We decided after breakfast to rent a boat and go snorkelling around the small sand banks that form off the coast and enjoy a picnic out on the boat. Daniel helped me anchor the boat while the girls got all the snorkelling gear out and setup our beverages and snacks. Shannon and I swam off towards the beach and Nora and Daniel stayed around the boat. When we reached the shore Shannon and I walked around looking at shells and collecting random objects.