The Price of Fantasy_(1)

My hubby caught me on this website a few weeks ago and has since read my two stories which I hadn’t shared with him before. He was turned on to say the least. He suggested that we share our story about my fulfilling his fantasy of watching me with another man on his 35th birthday. We have told it from his point of view. I hope you enjoy it as much as we did reliving it:

I’ll relate what happened when my wife granted my fantasy of her as my sex slave for a night. We had arranged to stay for one night at a posh hotel in Sydney for my 35th birthday. I look forward to these special occasions as my wife is usually less inhibited, not having to worry about our young kids wandering in unannounced.

On a few occasions, after much begging on my part, she has allowed to me to take a few photos of her naked and on our honeymoon, she had even allowed me to take photos of her masturbating. She is generally embarrassed about being ‘overweight’ and does not like to show her curvy full figure. My wife has wavy dark brunette hair, stands 5ft 6in tall and weighs about 11 stone with large 38DD breasts, wide hips with thick muscular legs and calves. She has also always been embarrassed about her vagina, thinking it “ugly” because of her large clit and uneven pendulous labia which I must secretly admit does resemble a turkey wattle. When she gets really horny, her pink rosebud becomes really swollen and thrusts itself out past her clitoral hood, until the whole thing is sticking out over an inch from her body, it is almost as thick as a thumb and half as long, just begging to be stroked.

Maria, my wife of over 10 years always became upset with me if I ever suggested any sexual experimentation. So you can imagine my surprise when she said she would be my sex slave for a night as my birthday present. I asked her if she meant total abandonment to my wishes and she answered “yes, just for tonight I will do anything you ask of me sexually…what will your wish be?”

Knowing this would likely be my only chance, I told her I wanted to see her fucked by another man. I think she had thought I would ask her to pose for some photos. We were having dinner at a fancy restaurant and though Maria rarely drinks, on this occasion she had had a few drinks and was giggly and more uninhibited. Even being slightly drunk, she obviously had not expected anything like that as I could see her reaction, but she said if I wanted her with another man she would grant my wish.

One of my other fantasies was to take Maria to a seedy adult bookstore. She had always refused to visit one. I thought this would get her in the mood for some dirty sex. So taking advantage of her drunkenness, I took her to a seedy xxx rated bookstore in the Haymarket section of Sydney. I couldn’t believe my luck when she made no complaint and obediently followed me up the stairs which led into the store which had a small theatrette which ran continuous porn films. As it was after 9 pm on a weeknight, the store was generally quiet with a few middle-aged and older men looking through the racks displaying hard core magazines and probably waiting to use the arcade booths to jack off.

I was nervous and aroused as I paid the entry fee and we entered the theatrette. It was dark, and apart from the light coming from the flickering cheap porno movie showing a threesome with 2 guys and one girl, the room was empty. This instantly turned me on and my prick stiffened in my trousers. I sat Maria down, lifted her skirt and felt her wet pussy through her wet panties. She was aroused. I could feel her moisture and started massaging her swollen hard clit. She began to moan and writhe with her eyes fixated on the scene playing on the screen. I stroked her clit faster and faster until I could feel her climax coming closer then I stopped. By this stage, her husky moaning rivalled the on screen starlet’s moans. I wanted to tease her, to keep her aroused so that she would be really wanting to fuck another man. I said to Maria that it was time to leave and go off to a bar.

As we were leaving the theatrette, I noticed that we were not alone as I had initially thought. There was a man seated in a dark corner, staring at us as we left, jacking off with his stiff cock in hand looking like he was about to shoot his load.