My name is Connie. Bob was the man that took my cherry when I was 17 and in High School. That happened in the back seat of his Father's car out by the lake. I had been out with a few boys before Bob but none of them got too far with me.
My first real puppy love, though, was Terry. I let him play with my sweet young breasts and he was the first boy to touch my vagina. I didn't know what was happening to me when my body began to tingle all over. I know now that I was about to have my first orgasm with Terry. But I made him stop when my body started responding in this new way. Terry stole a car not long after that and he ended up going away to boy's school. That was the end of our relationship. I then started dating Bob.
Soon after high school we were married. A few years into our marriage Bob started bringing these men's magazines into our home. You know the ones, Playboy, Penthouse, Gallery and some others. At first I was upset about these magazines. I felt like he liked looking at other women over me. But Bob assured me that I was the only woman for him. Sure he looked at the girls in these magazines but none of them held a candle to me, he would say. He knew just what to say to smooth me over.
Anyway Bob said he got them for the stories. He couldn't believe all the things that guys got their wives to do. I told him they are not true stories, just some perverts writing them. In any case Bob would read the stories for hours on end.
One day I was home alone and picked up one of his magazines to read what had him so engrossed all of the time. The first one I read was about some guy that liked for his wife to go out and screw other guys. Then come home and have sex with him with the other mans sperm still inside her. I was thinking how sick this was and how could any guy enjoy something like this?
I went on to the next story. It was along the same lines, wife getting fucked and her husband going nuts about it. The way some of the stories were worded was starting to get to me. I don't know why but I slipped off my shorts and started rubbing my pussy right through my little red bikini panties.
I've never masturbated a lot in my 25 years but this story was getting to me big time. I got the crotch of my little panties super wet. Without even thinking about it I slipped my hand under the waistband of my panties, my fingers ran down over my clean shaven mound to my wet slit. I ran my middle finger up and down my pussy slit a few times making it very wet. I then started rubbing my hard clitoris with my index and middle fingers. I put the magazine down, closed my eyes and made up my own story in my head.
I imagined I was having sex with my brother in-law in his bedroom. It was hot and sweaty and after we both came he left the room leaving me flat on my back in the middle of his rumpled bed with his cum running out of me. Then Bob came into the room and climbed between my legs. He slipped his rock-hard cock in my cummy pussy and moaned how good it felt with his brother's cum inside me.
As I played this out in my head I had this great orgasm. Well, I was hooked now. I would read some of the stories over and over again. I didn't let Bob know that his sweet little wife was reading his books and getting herself off sometimes three times a day. I was now happy when I would see him bring a new magazine home with him.
One night we were laying in bed reading. I was reading my People magazine and Bob one of his men's magazines. I looked down and saw he was sporting a big hard-on in his boxers. I wrapped my fingers around his hard cock and asked him if the story he was reading was that good?
"Yes." He moaned.
"What's it about?" I asked.
He said, "It's about some guy's wife taking turns fucking her husband and then his friend in the same bed."
As I stroked his cock I said, "Oh, so that stuff really turns you on does it?"
Bob moaned, "Mmmm, yes."
Stroking his cock faster and keeping the game going I then said, "Would you like to watch me screw one of your friends?"
Closing his eyes and laying his head back on the pillow Bob moaned, "Mmmm, oh yes, that would be so sexy."
On the one hand I was half-angry and on the other half turned-on to hear my husband say that. I then asked, "So you would like to feel another man's sperm inside my pussy, would you?"
Bob moaned out, "oh god yes!" His hard cock jerked in my hand and sperm came flying out. A big wad of cum landed on his belly and I milked more out, running over my fingers as I kept jacking him off.
Once I had him milked dry I asked him in an angry tone, "So who would you like to see fuck me? He knew that from the tone of my voice I wasn't happy.
Bob said, "Oh honey, I would never let some guy fuck you. And I wouldn't like to see that. It's just a fantasy thing. You know a guy thing."
I looked at him and said, "A guy thing? What's that? I don't have a fantasy of seeing you fuck other girls."
He tried to hug me but I pushed him away and told him to go clean up his fantasy cum and leave me alone. I let him go to sleep that night thinking I was mad at him. I for sure didn't let him know that I was just as turned-on about the idea as he was.
The next morning I woke up dreaming about sex with strange men. My hips were moving up to meet my dream lover as I moaned out that I was cumming. As my orgasm flashed through my body I opened my eyes to see that Bob had the crotch of my little black lace panties pulled to the side and was sucking on my hard clit. I held his head in my hands, rolled my hips up to his mouth and groaned, "oh god yessss I'm cummiiiiing!"
Finally my orgasm came to an end as Bob kept licking my pussy from top to bottom. When he stopped licking, he said, "What were you dreaming about baby?"
I lied and said nothing, that it was what he'd done and that it just felt so good.
Bob laughed and said, "Bullshit. Is that why you moaned out, 'oh god fuck me Sam' before you woke up? Sam who? What Sam were you dreaming about?"
Well it was time for the truth so I said in a very low voice, "Your brother. I was dreaming that your brother was screwing me. Don't ask me why, it just came to me in my sleep."
Bob smiled and said, "See, you're just like me. Is it so bad to have a fantasy?" he asked as he was moving up over the top of me.
I said, "Well, maybe not, as long as it's just a fantasy. I would never really want have sex with your brother."
"I would hope not! But you can always pretend like you're having sex with Sam if you want. Just close your eyes and think that Sam is sliding his hard cock in you right now." Bob lined his cock up to the entrance of my very wet pussy and pushed just the head inside me. I moaned, "Mmmmmm yes."
Bob then said, "Why don't you tell Sam what you would like him to do to you?"
I closed my eyes and played right into his hand. I moaned, "Oh god Sam, fuck me, please fuck me."
Bob pushed is hard cock deep inside me and said, "Does Sam's cock feel good deep inside your pussy?"
"Oh god yes!" I moaned out as I pushed up to meet his thrusts.
Bob started pump his hard cock in my wet pussy fast and hard. He then whispered in my ear, "Would you like Sam to cum inside you?"