I am 32 and my wife is 37. We have been married for five years now, and we have sort of gotten into a rut. Life, our marriage and our sex has become somewhat predictable and humdrum. That has taken a huge turn for the better in the last few weeks, though.
Last Friday, my wife went out drinking with her girlfriends from work. Most of them are single and from what I have heard from my wife, they like to fuck. Her going out drinking with them did not worry me in terms of her following in their footsteps, though. In fact, I found the idea that she might fuck another man to be exciting. The truth is, I secretly hoped that she would.
The girls arrived home at 2:30 a.m. after a night of hard drinking and dancing. My wife was pretty well wrecked - two of her friends had to help her to our front door and into our bedroom where she sat on the edge of the bed, giggling and swaying back and forth. The two girls started to leave and my wife bid them farewell by saying, "Goodnight, sluts!" They all laughed hysterically. I saw the girls out and returned to my wife, who was now laying on the bed with a crooked little drunk smile on her face.
She was so blasted that she asked me to help her get ready for bed. I helped her undress and when she was down to her lingerie, I got a huge surprise - the crotch of her pretty, lacy panties was soaked. I knew this meant one thing and one thing only - she had fucked another man.
I tried to keep my cool as best as I could, but it was an exercise in futility. My heart was racing. I was hyperventilating. And I had a huge erection in my boxer shorts. My fantasy had inadvertently come true: My wife had brought me home her just fucked pussy, still dripping with her goo.
She was giggly and handsy as I helped her undress, her arms flailing drunkenly about. when I finally had her totally naked, she flopped on her back with her legs partly spread and looked up at me with a sexy smile. I knew she wanted sex. Make that more sex. I was more than happy to be of service.
I quickly stripped off my tee shit and boxers, freeing my throbbing cock. I climbed on top of her and started kissing her, slowly working my way down her neck, then across her chest, lingering long enough to gently chew on her swollen nipples. My sex drive was going crazy, my mouth savoring the meal that awaited me between her sexy legs.
I could restrain myself no longer - my mouth made a beeline for her sweet, wet pussy. I could smell the sex dripping from her womanhood - it was intoxicating. I sucked her lips into my mouth and tasted their combined cum. She tasted the same as when I had eaten my own cream pie from her pussy so many times before. She was very wet and lubricated from the sex she had engaged in earlier in the evening. She tasted so yummy. I licked her out and sucked every sweet drop of my wife's and her lover's cum that she had to give. She shrieked like a banshee when she orgasmed in my mouth.
After i had carefully licked her clean, I was insane with arousal. I mounted her and fucked her fast and hard and shot my load deep inside her after just a few minutes. Like a good husband, I licked her clean afterwords. My wife tastes so good after being fucked. We were both spent and fell asleep naked in each other's arms.
The next morning, she had a headache and a hangover. I made a pot of coffee and gently chided her over getting so hammered - not that I had any room to talk. I asked her if she remembered anything from the night before. She stiffened up in her chair and said "no, not much." I think it had just hit her that she had fucked another man. We continued to make small talk, but I could tell that she was freaking out.
I asked her if she remembered getting home last night, and me helping her get ready for bed. She stammered out something about sort of remembering. Then I asked her if she remembered us making love before we went to sleep. Her eyes widened with fear; she was terrified that I had noticed how wet and swollen her pussy was from her earlier fucking.
I decided it was time for the moment of truth. I said, "I could tell that you had fucked another man last night, you know." She gasped and began to shake uncontrollably. I got out of my chair at the kitchen table, went around to her side and knelt down on one knee. I put my arms around her, pulling her close to me. "Shhh, shhh, shhh - it's okay, Sweetie," I said to her. "I thought it was kind of hot. And I loved how your pussy tasted." She gasped again.
I continued to hold her and assure her that we were good and that I wasn't going anywhere. We kissed and held each other, then her kiss turned hot. She forced her tongue into my mouth and we kissed long and hard. She spread her legs, her robe falling open. I knew what she wanted.
Again my mouth found its way between her legs and I started sucking her pussy like my life depended on it. It took about three minutes before she was screaming in orgasm. The idea of her loving husband sucking her pussy after another man had filled it with his cock and his cum made her insane with arousal.
Since that day, our sex life has been transformed. My wife is so pretty and sexy and I have always known that other men have come on to her and tried to fuck her in the past. The difference is that now she has my blessing to have sex with other men, women and couples. She is very discreet and careful in terms of staying safe and healthy, and she always brings me home a sweet, tasty treat afterwords. Her girlfriends from work that she goes out drinking with also bring me their yummy just fucked pussies to lick and suck clean after a friday night of dancing and hard drinking, too.
for all the married men out there, I would encourage you to give your wife a little sexual freedom. The benefits that will come to you as a result are simply mind blowing - and yummy as well.
