Discovering My WifebyHusband1981©
And so, here I sit finally writing down the first of so many fantasies. Not wanting to break too much with Literati tradition, I suppose I should tell you a little about me?
My name is Charles, though much like the other characters in this story or any sordid tale I pen in future, I reserve the right to protect the innocent by changing a few facts, especially the names of those who feature in my fantasies without their knowledge or therefore their permission. If you recognize yourself in my work, then you're welcome to tell me so, though I'd be intrigued to know how you found it?
I'm a 30 year old Englishman, 5' 10" with brown hair, greeny-brown eyes and a reasonably decent education. I have a passion for the outdoors and all things female. I'm the son of a teacher and hope that will aid in weeding out many of the more common spelling errors which so often detract from a good story. I'm very happily married to Louise, a wonderful woman who I've known for most of my life.
The vast majority of my fantasies centre on Louise's activities. Like many of the best stories, mine all have an element of truth about them. Where the line is drawn between truth and reality is for me to know, though feel free to enjoy speculating as you imagine the things I describe. I know we all do when we read submissions on Literotica!
My wife is just a few months younger than I, though she looks a lot better for her age. She's 5'7" tall, not as slim as she used to be, but very busty with it. I am not therefore going to complain... For those that obsess over measurements, she's a UK size 14 and wears between a 34E and 34G bra depending on the brand and how the particular diet she's following is progressing. Needless to say, I absolutely love her ample bust!
Louise has lived a very different life to my own. We choose opposite paths as teenagers and never really socialised after leaving primary school. It was only 5 years ago that we rekindled our friendship, by then in our mid-twenties. She has been married before and certainly enjoyed the clubbing lifestyle, taking a number of substances and experimenting with many of the more adventurous bedroom activities. I was lucky to meet her when she had been separated from her ex-husband, and was a single lady once again. We hit it off immediately despite my somewhat plain and relatively inexperienced history! To this day I really believe I am the luckiest guy in the world. To everyone else we have a very normal and loving family life, though behind the scenes, my wife really compliments my own filthy imagination and has inspired my writing in more ways than I ever thought possible.
And so, with such an amazing woman, why do I feel the need to share these thoughts with you all through Literotica? Well, Louise and I still talk and fantasize about the myriad of ideas bouncing around in my head, but too often she's just enjoying the sound of my voice and not really listening to exactly what I'm saying. She certainly doesn't give much constructive criticism when pinned to the bed by her wrists, enjoying me inside her as each idea flows freely from my mind, into her ear and is lost forever. I don't want to lose all my ideas, so I decided long ago to start writing them down. Sadly it's only now that I've bothered to actually get on and do so.
The first secret I will share with you all is currently the most common fantasy in my head and is an idea which I can honestly say I never even considered before I met my wife. For many people, a threesome is the ultimate turn on and I fully appreciate how amazing taking two women to bed would be for any guy. My wife has had her fair share of female lovers in the past and I would be lying if I didn't admit hearing her tell me all about it didn't turn me on.
The problem is, from her point of view, she always wanted to be in charge whenever she was with another woman. Conversely, being dominated and allowing herself to be used and treated like a bit of a slut is what seems to make her cum the hardest. I discovered that she likes being pinned down, being restrained by her wrists this a particularly effective way to turn her on, though it was when she asked me to hold her neck firmly (but not too hard) just below the chin that I got the most amazing response from her body. She would often close her eyes and be overcome by the need to be filled up. I know her well enough to tell when she's thinking about something else and I questioned her about it, but she became shy and changed the subject.
Despite my best efforts, she'd not divulge her thoughts to me so I thought hard about exactly what made her so turned on, made my best guess and resolved to test my theory next time I had the chance.
To most people reading this, it may seem like the obvious choice. She was imagining a different man and didn't want to hurt my feelings. The more I thought about it though, the more turned on I became thinking about what my wife would look like and how she might act if given the chance to do whatever she liked with a sexy stranger. Sure, I was jealous, but I love her and know she'd never do anything to hurt me so what was the harm in indulging her ideas for once.
I tried to imagine what she might be thinking of and how this mystery guy might look, but couldn't work it out, every time I came up with a different solution. There was only one thing for it. Just ask her! Well... not quite so bluntly...
It was a Saturday night. We'd been out for a meal and had the house to ourselves for the evening. We'd had a few glasses of wine, snuggled on the sofa and watched a film then headed to our bedroom.
Our bed has a big wooden headboard with vertical bars (which are handy when you want to tie your wife up) and a similar smaller set at the bottom of the bed. I knew this was going to be my chance to try out my theory but I needed to take it slowly.
Having stripped my gorgeous lady to her lingerie, I proceeded to kiss her all over taking special care to tease her hard nipples through the lace of her bra and enjoying the sight of her listening crotch without ever quite getting close enough to her pussy to give her any real stimulation. Instead I caressed her thighs and nibbled her neck and I told her to place her arms above her head.
The look I got back told me I was doing all the right things, though I was becoming a little nervous. The anticipation of what I was going to try to do was making me so very hard, my hands trembling and slightly more clumsy than normal.
Louise did as she was asked and didn't seem to notice anything was wrong. As I fastened her wrists to the wooden frame with one of her silk scarves she caressed my legs with her own. I very sometimes tie her ankles but on this occasion decided against it so that I could move around her and manipulate her body more freely.
Now securely tied to the marital bed, my wife would be unable, (and as ever, unwilling) to dictate exactly how and when I pleasured her. This is in no way an issue, as she loves the release when I finally satisfy her, though she can be very vocal asking for specific attention when she's not getting it all her way.
I retrieved a second scarf at this point. We do have an Ann Summers blindfold, but it's not perfect for actually doing the job. It looks great, but she can see underneath it so it's more of an accessory than what I needed for my plan. Wrapping the scarf carefully around Louise's head I covered her eyes with two folded layers of the black silk material and tied it securely to one side.
Now denied her vision and much freedom of movement, she was exactly where I wanted her to be. I reached behind her and uncapped her bra, allowed her large breasts to spill free and slid it The trembling was still there, but I could now focus on pleasing my wife and giving her the release she so desperately needed.
I continued to stroke and tease her using my lips and fingers all over her body. She loves to suck me deep inside her mouth when she's tied up, so with her lying there helpless on our bed I removed her now very damp knickers and buried my tongue between her lips. As I enjoyed the sweet taste of her juices I straddled her semi concealed face and allowed her to get a small taste of what was to come.
We lay together as I toyed with her for longer than normal. Eventually, I decided she had waited long enough and I was more than ready to bury my cock inside her. I spread her legs and eased my whole length inside her. She likes to feel me deep and loves longer powerful thrusts. I'm only human and can't just hammer away like some porn star when I have such an attractive woman naked beneath me, the stimulation is too much! Instead Louise has to endure a much longer session as I alternate between slow lovemaking and the harder fucking she so enjoys.
It's during our time together like this that we often talk dirty. Well, I talk dirty to her and she just enjoys the sound of my voice as I grind against her. This was my chance, the one I'd been waiting for since the idea had arrived with me weeks before.
I proceeded to describe how good she looked beneath me. How her naked breasts turned me on. How I'd enjoyed the envious glances from the other guys at the restaurant we'd eaten at that day. I told her how I couldn't believe how lucky I was to be her husband and making love to her. I told her that every one of them wanted to get their hands on her and how proud I was to be able to take her home each night. Then, as I gently cupped one breast with my hand, I held her by the neck with the other and described in detail how good it would make them feel to be chosen to enjoy her for real.
At this point, she let out a noticeable sigh as I drove into her harder and deeper to emphasise my words. I told her to imagine how good would feel to be blindfolded, tied naked to a bed and used by an anonymous stranger with no strings attached. I asked her if she liked the idea, but got no answer. Louise was lost for words as I described in very graphic detail how the unknown lover might decide to use her, matching my actions to my words as closely as possible.
I love the way her breasts heave as she breathes deeply. Her nipples are perfectly proportioned, not too large, with hard nubs the size of thimbles which she normally finds quite sensitive. When she's really horny though, she loves me to pinch them, pull them and roll them between my lips. Of course I indulged her. She's my wife, how could I resist?
I can't remember the last time she was so noisy in bed. She's usually worried that our neighbours might hear us, but that was obviously far from her mind as she moaned at the slightest stimulation. Thankfully the windows were closed and I knew the nearest neighbours had gone away for the weekend, but Louise didn't! Louise that was currently taking a thick throbbing cock so willingly from a man she couldn't see, she didn't know or care that they couldn't hear her.
Her breathing became more and more irregular, she pushed her hips up to meet mine and bit her lip before allowing the feelings to overwhelm her.
She isn't a fan of cum in her mouth, but after shaking and shuddered her way to orgasm, she begged me to pull out and stick it in her mouth. I did as I was asked and untied her hands. To my surprise, she lowered her arms to my waist, taking my cock in her hands but never removed the blindfold. She pulled me towards her and took the whole thing in her mouth immediately. She licked and sucked me like never before and told me she really needed something inside her at the same time. That's when it became clear exactly what it was my wife wanted... it wasn't a different man, it was an ADDITIONAL man to fill her up. Her toys were not immediately to hand, so I filled her pussy with three fingers as she rubbed her clit and sucked my cock. This brought her to a very rare second orgasm. Louise almost never has more than one, so to feel her shuddering again was more than I could take and I unloaded my deep into her throat. My wonderful wife swallowed every drop and smiled up at me.
"Thankyou darling," she said, "he can go now, but let me leave the blindfold on until he's left?"
Well that, you'll hopefully be pleased to hear isn't the end of our adventures. Much to my pleasure, this is (as I think you'll notice) only the start of a new chapter!
Please feel free to leave a comment. It's my first submission to Literatotica, so please don't be too harsh? Better still, if you enjoyed it, I'd be thrilled to know, especially if you can relate to any part of what I've written about.