My wife Carol is very conservative, but I have always known by the way she performed and reacted in the privacy of our bedroom that there was a wild side to her. I just never thought that it would come out. We have been married for over twenty years, and although my fantasy life was rich in texture and content, I never said much earlier, because I didn't want to upset Carol. Every now and then when we were very hot something would slip out, and I was always surprised by the reaction from Carol, as she would come back with something tantalising and sexy, but then after would act as though nothing had happened.
One thing she said about 5 years ago never left me. I was talking about her making love to another person while I was in the room, and I was assuming it to be another man, but her response surprised me. " Would you like to watch her lick me, or would you like me to lick her, darling?" As my cock became incredibly hard she started to talk more, in between slurping my cock into her mouth. It was one of the most incredible sexual experiences of my life. "She tastes so good Tim, I want to lick her while she fucks you, I want to watch your cock slide in and out of her, and then suck and lick you both. Cum in her Darling, come on cum!"
My cock felt huge, and I surprised myself by wanting to cum outside of her mouth, and I watched fascinated as my cum spurted high into the air and all over Carol.She surprised me once again by cumming herself, with her fingers jammed into her pussy shouting "Oh my God, you two look so beautiful"
She really was into it. She even gave the girl the name "Suzy", and would use "Suzy" when we enjoyed our sexual fantasies.
Over the years we gave a name to Suzy's partner as well, and the four of us got up to all sorts of fun times in our fantasy world, although in public Carol was always very correct about sexual matters. Of course when she did say something at parties and such, it became all the more sexy because Carol was seen as being so modest.
Once when we were on holidays we met another couple and we all went dancing and clubbing together. Over the two week period we became more and more intimate, and on the last night when we said our goodbyes things got decidedly hot. Carol started kissing the husband, and I was kissing his attractive wife. I felt her tongue slide into my mouth, and her body grind against me. My cock got immediately hard and as I kissed her harder, I cupped her breast with my hand. She groaned and opened her mouth more. I wanted to fuck her on the spot. I looked over at Carol, and she was kissing the husband and rubbing her hand up and down his cock. She had her leg lifted up onto the chair near the door, and I could see his hand caressing her pussy. It was definitely hot. The wife just cuddled into me and gently rubbed her hands over my body as we watched. I am sure things would have developed, but someone came to the room next door, and as it broke the magic of the moment, we realised we were much too late for our baby sitter, and we had better go. "I wish we didn't have to go home tomorrow," Carol moaned. "I just loved this evening, especially the last part."
We promised to keep in touch, and I mentioned that maybe we could meet up the next year, and everyone thought that was a good idea.
When we got home, we never really discussed the goodbye, but Carol did start to talk more about what she liked, and would bring more of her fantasy life into our lovemaking. She even became more risque in her comments among our friends, and got to the point where folks would turn in sexy conversations to see "what Carol had to say about that". She still managed to keep her modest side foremost, and to the world she was the same lovely Carol.
I brought up the idea of going on holidays with the couple, but Carol insisted that she did not want to do that. We had some sexy telephone conversations with them, but I could see that Carol was not altogether comfortable, so gradually the phone calls died off, and the couple disappeared from our fantasy life.
Then some months later, I realised that had we gone on holidays like we said we'd be with the couple right now. I playfully asked Carol what she thought we'd be doing at this moment, and I asked her if she remembered how he made her feel. Carol immediately became very horny, and we had an incredible fucking and sucking session in the front room while the kids were at the neighbours'. She gave the couple our fantasy names, and she did things and said things I had never experienced before. She wanted to fuck all three of us at once, wanted to bring us all to orgasm with her mouth, and wanted to watch me put his cock in her pussy and then the wife's pussy. I felt so horny, I would have done it if they were there, and I found myself becoming hard for a second time, and after Carol had sucked me for a while she asked me to play with my cock, while she played with her pussy and tits. She then started talking, imagining that the other couple was there, and they were making love to us. It was wonderful, and I have never thought of my wife as being more sexy.
I would have loved to watch her make love to someone else, and it didn't matter if it was a man or woman. I also knew that I would love to join in. I had thought that I was liberating my wife, but I'm not sure that it wasn't the other way round.
That night as we cuddled in bed, we had one of the first of many sexual talks where we weren't in the middle of lovemaking. I asked her why, when thinking of the couple, she had become so horny, and yet when we had all talked about holidaying together, she was not enthused.
She just said "Tim, you can't go back, you can't recreate the moment. I liked them then, but we were ships in the night. Think of it as a one night stand, Darling. I don't know how I'd feel about them now, so I don't want to find out it's not the fantasy I'm after."
"What is the fantasy you're after Carol? Do you think you would fuck someone else?"
"Would you like to fuck someone else, Tim?"
I was now in a quandary, as the most exciting thing sexually would be to have one or two more people join in our lovemaking. I wanted to watch Carol fuck someone, and then join in. I just wasn't sure about Carol, and more than anything, that mattered. It would only be fun if she was into it as much as I was. So I just stammered, "You didn't answer my question about your fantasy or whether you would."
"You just answer my question Tim, and I promise I'll answer yours"
"I'd love to fuck someone if you were there, and you approved," I stammered.
"Then I can tell you that I could do almost anything except hurting someone, if the moment was right, I just don't know if the moment would ever be right. In my fantasy world I have full control. I can let myself go. In real life you can't do that."
As intimate as it was, it seemed that Carol and I were far apart when it came to reality. I often thought about this person or that, or this or that couple, but I knew that Carol needed that special moment, and I couldn't see that happening. For about a year our fantasy life seemed to fall off, and although we still made love, we were, I suspect, just like most other married couples. It was pleasant always, sometimes exciting, but I yearned for the way it was. It didn't seem right that the intimacy we shared that night would make our lovemaking less exciting, so I decided to do something about it. I thought of Carol as she really was, the sexy woman she had revealed in those discussions, and that our reality was our fantasies. I thought about how lucky I was that she at least shared my thoughts in fantasy, and who knows when the MOMENT might come!
Carol had started on her Master's degree, and was very busy, but she welcomed the return to our fantasy lovemaking. She had made some new friends and we used to often see them along with our old friends, and we started going over to other people's houses for dinner again. With our two kids off to college we felt like kids again ourselves, especially since Carol was back at school. One couple I especially liked were Mike and Stella. Mike like Carol was about five years younger than me while Stella was my age, which made her and I have something in common. We immediately started joking about "the kids", Carol and Mike. She too was back at school, and spent a lot of time with Carol studying. Mike was a rugged sort of guy, and like me had played organised sport when he was younger, him basketball, and me rugby. Stella was an attractive blond with a very womanly figure, and eyes that flashed. They say eyes are the window to the soul, and if that's true, this was one interesting woman.
We started to spend more and more time with them, and we both felt very comfortable in their presence. One night the talk turned to sex, and we talked about wild things we had done. Stella said that one time they had played an adult board game with two other couples that got very interesting, and I was surprised when Carol wanted to know every detail. She seemed almost disappointed to learn it didn't go much past kissing and touching.
"How could you go so far and then stop," she asked Stella. Stella replied that she would have gone ahead and screwed around, except there was one guy she could not stand. Carol then recounted our mild little adventure, and shocked me by saying, "We both wanted to fuck their brains out, but we had a babysitter and when someone came and rang the room next door,that screwed it for me"
"Sort of saved by the bell," I said.
"My problem with this sort of thing is that once I started I would get so into it, I wouldn't want to stop. I would have left the babysitter that night, but Tim, thank God, brought me to my senses. If I had have played that game that you played, Stella, I would have fucked them all, even the guy who I didn't like. Some people think I'm so modest, but I'm not. I'm private, and I don't think I could do what you did that night, Stella, as I would be afraid of getting into it too much, so I would just say no!"
I learned something new about my wife, and my cock immediately got very hard. This was one sexy woman. Stella stood up, went over to Carol and ran her fingers through her hair and said in a laughing, but very provocative voice. "Remind me to never start anything with you that I don't want to finish".
