She's Gonna Tell My Wife Ch. 01

My name is Chris. I am a happily married man. I have a gorgeous wife. Her name is Sherry, we have a great sex life and couldn't ask for more. Well, actually... I COULD ask for more. See, my wife was a virgin when we married and she is not very adventurous or interested in new things. She raves about my abilities in bed and says I completely fulfill her. I know I satisfy her. I. satisfy. her. It's just that I feel like it's rather one sided. I do all of the work. It's not that I mind, She's beautiful and sexy and it is a pleasure servicing her. I just want a bit more. She gets very shy and acts like a little girl seeing a naked man for the first time whenever I do anything a bit out the ordinary. After 16 years of marriage it's getting to be basically me fingering her, occasionally eating her out, 3 or 4 varying positions (usually me on top) - I come, and then goodnight. This is done frequently and I have no complaints about the amount of sex - it's just the variety is stale and the passion is dull.

I just think I'm more sexually inclined than her. I had several sexual partners prior to meeting her. I masturbate daily, never in front of her - she'd freak out. I've been caught a few times and it always upsets her greatly. I'm into porn and the same thing there. I have just reserved myself to the fact that I will not find sexual fulfillment with her. I have no desire to cheat on her or find fulfillment outside of our bedroom. I've just resolved to get my fulfillment in my fantasies or in my hand. She says that she doesn't masturbate and has never masturbated, and I believe her. She's just not that into sex.

I have talked about this with her. I have asked her several times about going down on me. It's always an argument. She thinks I'm a pervert and then maybe once every 2 or 3 years I'll get a lame, half-way blowjob. I am really into her ass. There's not even a slim chance of sampling that to the extent I'd like. Every once in a while I can get a little taste while I'm eating her out and she's getting carried away, or I can slip a finger in for a second while playing with her. But, that's the extent of the anal action. I want to do all sorts of crazy things with HER. Oh well. I guess I can always fantasize.

Anyhow, all of that changed recently. My wife and I are both in our late 30's. My wife's best friend is a girl named Elizabeth. She's a perky 18 year old. She's jaw-dropping hot and has no idea the effect she has on me. My wife and I have been friends with Elizabeth's family for years and Liz watches our 6-year old and 3-year old kids from time to time. She doesn't have a very happy family life and hangs out at our house a lot. We have sort of adopted her and she's a close friend. It's been a joy watching Liz mature into a beautiful young lady. It seems that recently, almost overnight, Liz has become sexy. Something changed and I find myself fantasizing about her a lot. I have, of course, never mentioned my lusting for Liz, the hot teenager to Sherry, my wife.

She became a woman right in front of my eyes over the past few months. I don't know exactly when it happened or how it happened. She was just this kid that hung out with us and watched our kids when we went out. But, recently I've seen her in a different way. Maybe the way she's dressing, her hair, her body. Who knows. All that matters is that I certainly enjoy her hanging around the house and supplying fuel for my sexual dreams. I love seeing her body under her flimsy teenager clothes - girls did not dress that way when I was in high school. Was I really getting this old?

A few days ago I was home alone and not expecting Sherry home for hours. I wanted to jack off and decided to really go crazy and have a good time. I got naked, got out the oil, stretched out on the sofa and prepared have good time. I was enjoying a nice casual and extended session of masturbation. I love my cock. I love the look and the feel of it. I keep it completely shaved and love pulling on my balls and rubbing oil into my balls and cock for hours at a time. I'm nice and thick and straight with no veins popping out. If I say so myself, it's a nice specimen. My balls are big and heavy and hang down low. I love the way my balls look when I'm all oiled up and lounging - all heavy with a promise of torrents of milky cum, my cock standing tall and proud and throbbing. It's beautiful.

When I hit my climax I lingered and didn't rush cumming. I massaged the cum into my cock and balls and lingered there for a while. Cumming is not the end masturbation - just a part of it. Every once in a while I enjoy tasting my own cum. Cum is the joy of jacking off and should be celebrated. It feels wonderful to lick a fresh load off my fingers and then rub it deeply into my asshole. Well, for this session I had been holding back a few days and had a nice load that shot all over my belly and leaked over my fingers and balls. I licked the cum from my fingers and savored the salty-sweet delicious taste so unique. I was totally lost in myself and was completely spent - out of breath and a little sweaty. My throat was a bit sore. So, I must have been grunting quite a bit. Must have been fantasizing about Liz again, Her body coupled with her spirit provided much fuel for fantasy.

When I was all done and cleaned up. I got dressed, and had everything put away. I was fixing a pot of coffee when I heard a knock on the front door followed by Liz's voice, "Hello, Chris... It's Liz. Where are you?"

I came around to the front door and saw her there, "Hey, Liz. What's up?"

"Oh, nothing. I was just coming by to see if Sherry wanted to out or something."

I said, "She'll be home in a minute. Want a cup of coffee? When she gets here I'm sure she'll want to go get a bite or something." Liz accepted a cup and then we just hung out and visited, we watched TV and did all of the normal stuff we've done a million times together. But, something felt weird. Liz was acting funny and was avoiding my eyes a bit. She hadn't touched her coffee. She just held the cup and turned it around and around in her hands nervously. I asked her, "Are you okay?" She's had a lot of issues and problems with her family and she usually talks with Sherry about this. I know everything that's going on in her life. It's just that usually my wife is the one Liz confides in more than me.

Liz blurted out, "I'm sorry. I saw you earlier. I didn't mean to. I came to the door and knocked. You didn't hear me I guess. When I came in I saw you playing with yourself. I'm so embarrassed. Please don't tell Sherry - she'd die. I won't say a word to her." Then she cradled the cup with both hands and took a nervous sip, staring into the cup rather than looking at me.

"You're embarrassed?" I replied. "Why are you embarrassed? I'm the one who got caught jacking off."

"I'm so sorry Chris. I didn't mean to spy." Liz was looking very nervous and now kept her eyes on the floor, still not making any eye contact with me. "I've always just walked into the house. Really. I didn't mean to spy."

I said, "Well, it isn't like you were spying. You just walked in and caught me. I guess it was just bad timing on both of our parts. Let's just forget about it."

"That's just it, Chris," she said. "I didn't just glimpse you. I watched everything. I stood there and watched you the whole time. If I would have walked out immediately that would've been different. But, I didn't. I watched it all... and... I liked it." Now she made eye contact with me holding my gaze until I looked away. Her words, "I liked it" hanging heavily in the air.

"ummm." I said dumbly. I didn't know what to say. I just sat there dumbfounded and was thinking to myself that this hot 18-year old that I've known since she was in grade school, my wife's friend, the subject of my sexually frustrated fantasies, this beautiful lady in front of me just watched me do some hard core jacking off and told she she liked it. She just saw me naked and sticking a finger in my ass while I licked cum off my other hand. I was truly at a loss for words. Fortunately, Liz wasn't.

"Sherry told me how wonderful you are to her... ummm... sexually. She told me how insatiable you are and now I understand. That was hot - watching you play with your cum like that."

I was shocked. Here was my little Liz. Did she just say the word "cum"? Did she just tell me that her and my wife talked about our sex life? Not my shy and sexually boring wife. Sherry doesn't even use words like "cock" or "pussy". She refers to everything like it's some sort of anatomy lesson. I was shocked to hear that she talked with Liz about sex. Not just sex, but sex with me. I was also shocked that Liz was so comfortable talking about this and using such graphic language. I sat there dumbly sipping my coffee and thinking of what to say.

I replied, "well, I'm glad you liked the show. I don't know what to say." Then something that she said sort of struck me. Sherry hardly ever talked about sex. So, I asked her, "Did you just say that Sherry and you talk about sex? Really? She seems sort of uninterested in sex. That's strange that she would talk about it with you."

Liz said, "Oh sure, we talk about sex all of the time. It's not that she's uninterested in sex. She's just unsure of herself. She doesn't know what to do to please you and she's just unsure of herself. You guys really need to talk about this together. I've been telling her to just 'go for it' and do whatever feels good."

What? Did I just hear this right? Was Liz giving advice to my wife to be more adventurous in bed? This, from Liz, whose only experience with sex is watching her friend's husband jack off half an hour ago? Wow, was my head spinning. Liz must have seen the confusion on my face. She said in a conspiratorial tone, "Chris, high school is different today then when you and Sherry were there. With that and the Internet, I know more about sex than Sherry does. Just 'cause I've never had sex doesn't mean I don't know a lot about it or think about it all of the time. I watch porn, go to all sorts of porn websites, and basically all 18 year old girls talk about when we get together is sex." Well, this was certainly a revelation to me. Liz continued, "I've told her Sherry she needs to do more to keep you happy. Is it true that she doesn't even give you head? If I had access to your cock I'd blow you every day."

Whoa, this was getting out of hand. I needed to put a stop to this before I got in trouble. "Liz, I love you dearly and I am flattered. But, we need to stop this discussion and I'd appreciate it of you didn't talk about this with Sherry. We didn't do anything wrong and it would just upset Sherry to even hear about this."

Liz looked dejected and sad. She again starting staring into her coffee cup again. She immediately went from the know-it-all sexy girl and back to the tender young girl I knew. She said rather sheepishly, "I can't just let it go. You guys are all I have. I talk with Sherry about everything and I don't want to have this between us."

I told her, "I can't stop you from talking about this with Sherry. That's your decision. I'm sorry I put you in this position. If you want to talk with Sherry about what you saw and how you feel about it - go ahead."

Liz got that sparkle back in her eye as she again met my eyes and said with a wicked grin, "Please let me tell her how hot it was and how beautiful it was to watch you. I'm gonna tell her the truth - that tonight while I play with my pussy, I'll have images of your cum-covered cock in my head. I'll be fantasizing about rubbing your cum into my soaking wet virgin pussy." She looked sort of glazed over and almost as if she didn't care if I was even in the room. I noticed her hand slightly caress her crotch through her shorts as her eyes closed and her head leaned back.

She continued rubbing her pussy through her shorts and quietly and breathily said, "Let me tell your wife how beautiful your cock is, how wonderful it was to watch you pump your fist up and down. Let me tell her how great your balls would feel slapping against my ass as you pound your cock into my ass." She was now flat out rubbing her pussy and moaning slightly. "Let me tell her how I saw you jacking off and that right as you were shooting hot cum all over yourself I was imagining you shooting it all over my pussy and licking it off as you eat out my virgin pussy. I'm gonna tell her how I fantasize about your tongue flicking in and out of my asshole the same way she tells me you eat her out and lick her ass. Only I want you to do it with a fresh load of cum all over it." She was either oblivious that I was sitting right there on the couch with her or she didn't care.

I was in heaven watching this sexy girl basically masturbate right in front of me. With her eyes shut tight and her hand firmly pressed into her crotch, she continued her dirty talk. "I'm gonna tell her how I'd spread myself on top of you and let you suck my cunt while I swallow your cock and lick your balls. I'm gonna tell her how I want to feel your cum shoot into my mouth and then share it with you in a long wet kiss. I'll tell her how I watched you squeeze every last drop of cum from your cock and how I'd do that with my tight shaved pussy. I'll tell her about how you rubbed your cum into your balls and how it should be robbed into my pussy." She stopped her explanation of how she was going to tell my wife how she busted me jacking off and just spiraled into a stream of soft moans and sighs as she rubbed her pussy through her tight shorts. Her eyes were shut tight and she rolled her head from side to side moaning.

It's funny. I've been married for years and have had sex often with my beautiful wife. I've seen countless hours of porn and been to strip clubs with gorgeous woman dancing naked inches from my face. But, this - a fully clothed girl merely rubbing her crotch through her shorts was the most erotic image I've ever seen. I was mesmerized and it was intoxicating. The way her breath was ragged, the heaving of her chest, the trembling of her fingers, the look of the pressure she concentrated on her clit, the way her pinky was raised slightly, the perfectly manicured nails, the whimpering sounds she made - all of it mixed together to make me immediately rock hard and short of breath. Then, she stopped. Right at the moment when I thought she would explode. Right when I was about to unzip my pants and grab a hold of my raging hard on - she stopped. She very calmly and quietly slowed down and eventually opened her eyes and looked at me directly.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to get that carried away. I'll save that for later for when I'm home alone." Dang, this girl was a sexual animal. She composed herself, sipped her coffee, met my eyes and continued, "Chris, don't you see now what happened to me when I saw you? I can't keep this to myself. I need to tell Sherry so she knows how awesome it is to get fully crazy about your cock." I guess I was starting to see her point. What harm could come from this? Maybe if Liz told my wife that she caught me jacking off that my wife would see how frustrated I am and step up her game. Maybe if she was aware that I didn't merely jerk off in the shower and make a load slither down the drain she'd understand I needed more passion. Maybe if she talked with Liz and heard from a friend that I was attractive and sexy she would do more TO me and not just WITH me. Maybe she'd stop basically just receiving service from me and get a bit more involved.

Liz continued, "Sherry has told me about how generous you are in bed. She described your cock to me. I've fantasized about you a lot, Chris. I can't believe that Sherry isn't doing everything possible to keep you happy in bed. She's told me that she knows you're bored with her. She knows you jack off all of the time. She knows you watch porn all of the time. She even told me how you once blurted out my name while you were cumming. She never mentioned it to you 'cause she didn't want to embarrass you. She just doesn't know what to do to please you. She's scared you're gonna cheat on her if she doesn't keep you happy. I owe it to you to inspire her to do the things to you I just saw you do yourself."

Well, I was tired of hiding this. I was tired of sneaking in good sex by myself. I was tired of not talking about this with Sherry. According to Liz, my wife already knew I was doing this sort of thing. Why not let her hear it and confront this head on? What exactly was I doing wrong? Why keep this a secret. Liz was right. it was time.

Since we were being brutally honest and open with each other I asked her, "So, how do you plan on bringing up this subject with her and what exactly are you planning on telling her? What? Are you gonna say, 'hey Sherry, I caught Chris jacking off. Man, that guy is one horny bastard - you need to blow him'? Seriously, what are you gonna say?"

This is the point in my life, in my marriage, in my sexual experience when everything turned on its head. What Liz next said really made my head spin. She took my hand in both of her hands, looked me square in the eyes without blinking and with iron forged certainty said, "I am going to tell Sherry that all three of should have sex together so I can teach her how to please you and that we should do it tonight. I mean it. I wanna fuck you, Chris, and I wanna do it while Sherry is right there with us."

Once again I just sat there and mumbled, "ummm."

Right then Sherry pulled up in the driveway and I heard the usual sounds of kids unloading and car doors slamming. I don't know if that great timing or awful timing. Liz said, "well, I guess I'll go get that bite to eat now with your wife. Her and I have a lot to talk about."