Fantasy Nearly Fulfilled - Sex Stories

Fantasy Nearly Fulfilled

I've always wanted to watch my wife Gwen fuck another man. I'd told her of this fantasy many times while we fucked. She always said no, but never told me to stop talking about it and she always got hotter when I discussed it. I even told her that if she wasn't comfortable with me there, she could go out and find a guy to fuck and tell me about it when she got home. I also loved to hear her talk dirty while fucking, although most of the time I had to prod her into what to say. Gwen just turned 40 and is about 5'10" tall. She has brown hair and green eyes. She carries a little extra weight, but not much. She's got 36c tits, a great ass and she shaves her cunt, which gets extremely wet when she's really horny. I normally have to initiate sex, but the other night she was all over me as soon as we got in bed. When I felt her cunt, she was dripping. She sucked my cock for only a couple of minutes before telling me to hurry up and fuck her. She spread her legs and I slid my cock into her with ease and started to fuck her. She was hot! We were face to face and this was the conversation we had while we fucked. Me: "What got into you tonight?" Her: "It's not what got into me tonight, but what got into me today." Me: "Oh, did you fuck your toy today?" (She has an 8" dildo that she loves to fuck.) Her: "No." Me: "Then what is it?" Her: "Promise you won't get mad? It's something you've always wanted." Me: "If it's something I've always wanted, why would I get mad?" Her: "Because I fucked ...

... another cock." I had to stop fucking her right then, because she almost made me cum just from saying it. Me: "Oh my God, Honey. That is so fucking hot! You have to tell me everything, in detail. First of all, who was it, anyone I know?" Her: "Yes, you know him, and I'll tell you all about it, but I can't tell you who it was." Me: "How come?" I started fucking her again, slowly. Her: "Because I'm kind of ashamed that I let it happen and you'll probably think it's too perverted. I feel like such a slut for doing it." Me: "Honey, there's almost nothing that's too perverted for me, you know that. And you know that I don't mind if you act like a slut now and then. Although I wish you would have told me before hand or is this something that happened on the spur of the moment?" Her: "Kinda both." Me: "How so?" Her: "Well, I knew that he wanted it and I sort of did, but because of who it was, I didn't think I could bring myself to do it, although, I did kind of encourage him." Me: "Nothing wrong with that." Her: "I know, but this is different." Me: "Did you like it?" Her: "God yes, why do you think I'm still so horny?" Me: "Did you cum?" Her: "Fuck yeah, I did. A few times." Me: "Then what's different?" Her: "Because of who it was." Me: "Honey, as long as you enjoyed it, it doesn't matter." Her: "Are you sure?" Me: "Positive." Her: "Okay, it was Jeff." I stopped fucking her again and just stared, mouth wide open. Jeff was her nineteen year old son. My step-son. Me: "Jeff?" Her: "See, ...