The story really begins about six years ago when my
husband introduced a little fantasy to me in our
bedroom. His latest dream work was to watch me and
another man! Well I have to say that I was more then a
bit shocked, I am not a prude or anything and have
always encouraged my husband to openly talk about his
fantasies but this one was different.
We were both about 40 at the time and married for almost
15 years so I don't even remember what its like to be
with anyone other then my husband. He continued his
story and I actually felt a little bad for him because
he sensed my negative reaction and was looking kind of
excited and embarrassed at the same time. I quickly
figured that if I told him I thought he was just a tad
sick I would risk him never sharing anything again so
instead I played along.
He really wasn't looking for much and all he wanted me
to do was let him pretend to be a masseuse that would
give me a massage and at some point make a pass at me. A
massage sounded great so I figured why not. He had me
lay on the bed in my panties and covered my back with a
towel and proceeded to massage me for what had to be two
hours. He would come close to touching me in a private
area but never really on it, well this was driving me
crazy! It must have been the longest session of foreplay
we had ever had. He pretended to catch a glimpse of my
body as I flipped over or as he moved the towel. Then
without warning he started to massage my breasts and I
playing the very turned on wife allowed him and said
nothing. Well his fantasy ended by slipping his hand
under my panties and I came in an instant after all the
build up.
After the role-play we made love and it was great. He
was so hard and the extended foreplay had me on
overdrive. A few hours later we drifted off to sleep.
The next morning he left early to play golf and I just
hung out at home. I thought a lot about our little role-
play I found myself thinking of different scenarios to
play out with him.
We continued to play out our little role-plays from time
to time over the next couple of years. I found myself
not only enjoying it but also using it to my advantage.
My husband has never been a very big take-charge guy in
bed but when we role-played a fantasy he would be
incredible so whenever I wanted some good and long
lasting sex I would bring up a role-play idea. We tried
many different scenarios and as we did the fantasy would
go further. We went from just the touching massage to
oral sex and eventually we were role-playing me having
sex with another. In his fantasy sometimes he would
imagine himself watching from in the room or a closet or
sometimes pretend I was just cheating and he was not
there.
Then next stage of our little role-plays would happen
after what at the time seemed like a pretty
insignificant incident. We had a good friend named Mike
that was staying with us for a couple of days while on a
business trip. One morning as we were all scurrying to
get ready for work he walked in to our bedroom to ask my
husband a question thinking I was in the shower and to
his surprise I was getting dressed and my husband was
the one in the shower. I was sitting at the dresser
fixing my hair wearing only a bra and panties at the
time. He looked at me and his face turned various shades
of red and then he said he was sorry and ran out. I
didn't think anything of it since I wasn't naked and my
bra and panties covered not much less then a bathing
suit. Later that night I told my husband about it
thinking that Mike was a bit embarrassed. My husband
made light of it during dinner with him and I thought
that was that.
Well was I ever wrong, later that night my husband
wanted to role-play our little fantasy but this time he
wanted to pretend he was Mike. This was the first time
we actually gave a name or face to this fantasy guy of
ours. I was a little spooked because I knew this was all
related to him seeing me but I went with it and had a
great time. During the role-play he wanted me to tell
him word for word what happened, since the incident had
lasted a second he asked me to exaggerate a little. So
the story became more involved with me having on only
panties and Mike lingering talking to me while we
exchanged glances. Well once again my husband rewarded
me with on great night of sex.
The next morning my husband made a comment that the
whole idea of our Mike seeing me was so sexy he wouldn't
mind it happening again. I was kind of floored by this
and didn't know how to take it but the whole thing was
making me feel pretty sexy.
I spent most of the day wondering what if anything I
should do. Later that night a while after we had gone to
bed I got a chance to do something and I surprised my
self by doing it. My husband and I had been in bed for a
while and I heard our Mike go into the bathroom between
the master bedroom and the guest bedroom. Mustering all
my courage, I decided to pretend not knowing he was
already in the bathroom and go out in the hall. I was
wearing a short chemise that was a bit sheer with
panties underneath. I waited till I heard him start to
open the door and then walked to the door. The timing
was near perfect as we bumped into each other in the
dark hallway. Naturally he was startled and in the
commotion his hand brushed against my breast. I almost
fell and he pulled me into his arms to keep me from
collapsing from the collision. He was wearing shorts and
his body felt warm against mine. He was very surprised
and a bit embarrassed but did sneak a nice look. I tried
covering up a bit with my hands and giggled as he said
we have to stop meeting like this.
Well hubby was ready to explode when I got back to the
bedroom and so was I.
Mike left and we continued to have our role-plays but
now they were more specific about people and how the
seductions occurred. They also frequently had the theme
that I was somehow caught partially nude to start. The
partial nudity I had shared with our friend had turned
me on quite a bit. I had never been a very sexy dresser
or anything like that so I was surprised that I had
enjoyed it. My husband had also liked it and I had a
feeling he would want me to repeat it at some point.
A few months had past and we planned a short trip to
Cancun, I was looking forward to a nice relaxing time
but my husband kept talking about the topless beaches.
I was not at all crazy about walking around topless but
I also knew he would wear me down on the issue.
The short four-day vacation started pretty normal as we
spent the first day lounging at the pool and relaxing.
In the afternoon I decided to play some volleyball so I
went down to the beach while Ken went over to the bar. I
stood and watched a few people playing and a younger
very cute Hispanic man looked at me and asked if I
wanted to play. He introduced himself as Carlos and
positioned me on the team. Well we played a couple of
games and when it was over Carlos walked back to the
pool with me and I introduced him to Ken. Carlos left
quickly and we finished our day with a nice dinner.
The next morning at breakfast we ran into Carlos and
ended up sitting by him at a large table. We chatted
quite a bit with Ken as usual just looking on. It turned
out he was in the Navy and on some much needed vacation.
He was feeling a bit lost because his buddy was supposed
to come along but had to cancel at the last minute so he
came solo. We finished breakfast and went our separate
ways.
Ken quickly started to ask about going over to the south
side of the beach and going topless. I wasn't that
comfortable with it but knowing that I would never see
anyone there again I gave in. We walked over to the
beach and set some towels down and I removed my top. At
first I laid on my stomach trying to hide a bit but as
time went on I rolled over and didn't feel that awkward.
Ken sat up trying to catch guys looking as they walked
by. Then as I was lying with my eyes closed soaking up
the sun I felt a presence and a shadow I opened my eyes
to see Carlos standing over us saying hello. I started
to blush a bit and was a bit tongue-tied. He simply
chatted a little about the weather and how great the
water was. I didn't know whether to cover up or what.
Carlos stayed for no more then a minute or two and then
left us. As he left I was feeling a wide range of
emotions. I felt a bit embarrassed and at the same time
aroused at being exposed like that. Ken started telling
me how hot it was for him to have a stranger standing
there talking to me with my breasts exposed although he
was a bit disappointed because Carlos appeared to be a
true gentleman as he didn't stare. Well I don't have to
tell you that later that afternoon we had a very hot
role-play which included Carlos and our beach scene.
After our sex session Ken started talking about how
great it would be to watch me hang with Carlos on the
beach and maybe allow something to happen. I was taken
back a bit but he quickly stated that he didn't want
anything crazy just some flirting. I dismissed it and we
continued our day. At night while having dinner Carlos
saw us and came over to say hello. As we chatted for a
few minutes my husband to my surprise mentioned that he
was going to take a tour of some historical sites that
would last a few hours. Carlos asked why I wasn't going
and I said I preferred to get some sun or play some
volleyball. After a few more minutes Carlos left and ken
and I had a little argument. I was a bit pissed that he
took it upon himself to arrange for me to be alone like
that but in the end it sounded like it might be fun and
harmless so Ken said he would spend a few hours watching
from a far and then I could fill him in on conversations
and anything he missed.
Well the next day I was feely very sexy about what it
would be like. Ken pretended to leave and I walked to
the beach. I went over to the topless section of the
beach and laid my towel down and removed my top. I lay
out for a while and then I heard Carlos say good morning
Carol. I opened my eyes and said hi. He laid a towel
down next to mine and laid down, we proceeded to chat
away like we had known each other for a long time, he
told me about places he had been to with the navy.
After a while I noticed that Carlos was a little
different then he had been around my husband, he would
glance at my breasts, and while talking with his hands
would casually tap my shoulder or arm. Then he mentioned
that I was starting to turn red, he moved behind me as I
was sitting up and said he would do my back. He put some
nice lotion on my back and massaged in quite well but
never went any further but did brush the sides of my
breasts just a bit. He watched intently however as I did
the rest of my body.
A while later he suggested a jump in the water and I
went along. We swam around for a while and at one point
splashed each other a bit, which cause him to kind of
wrestle me a little and throw me under. When he did that
he accidentally or on purpose brushed me a few times
against my breasts and pretty much grabbed my ass. We
went back to the towels and at that point I was pretty
horny and wanted to go back to the room and wait for Ken
so I mentioned that Ken should be coming back and I
wasn't sure how he would feel about me being there
topless alone with Carlos. He said he understood with a
sly little smile and we headed back to my room.
He walked me to the door and said goodbye but tried to
kiss me, I was kind of surprised but was so aroused at
that point that I returned it my opening my mouth for a
few seconds then broke the kiss. I walked in the room
and couldn't believe what I had just done. Ken came in a
while later and we spent the next 5 hours in the room
talking about what happened and having the hottest sex
we had ever had.
The next day, which was our last, we saw Carlos and hung
out with him for a while but I felt a little awkward
about what I felt. Anyway we said our goodbye and traded
email addresses. Now we have traded addresses with
people before we have met on vacation and then when we
got back to real life never had the time to stay in
touch but Carlos would prove to be different.
We started exchanging emails with Carlos almost
immediately after returning home. Ken was always busy
with work and before long the dialogue was just between
Carlos and me. We talked about everything in those
messages. He told me about his mom's poor health, his
sister's abusive husband, the places he had traveled
around the world, and how homesick he was at times. In
return each message I would give him words of
encouragement and before long we were close, albeit
long-distance friends.
After a few months had past one of his emails talked
about the kiss and his desire that day. I wanted to tell
him how aroused the kiss had made me. I even thought
about sharing with Carlos the fantasy that Ken and I had
been playing. Ken even said that I should tell Carlos
how excited he had made me. But that would have been
fantasy and this was reality. I wrote back and told him
it was nothing more then kiss between two friends. I
know Ken and Carlos were probably disappointed.
We continued exchanging emails for a few months. I let
my guard down a little while Carlos was on a long sea
duty. Our conversations began to be more sexual in
nature. It was so easy to share things with him I guess
because I felt safe knowing he was far away. One night
while writing a message to Carlos, Ken came in and read
the message then without my knowledge attached a picture
of me wearing a bikini he had taken in Cancun. Carlos
was very appreciative of the photograph. Truthfully I
wasn't aggravated with Ken for sending it. During the
months we discussed Carlos long periods without sex. He
admitted masturbating while thinking about me and
looking my picture. It was very arousing that he felt
that way about me, but I disregarded it whenever I wrote
back.
His tour of sea came to an end. I didn't hear from him
for about a week, and then a message came. The Navy was
sending him to specialized training in Wichita and he
had saved up his leave and could visit with us fir a few
days. Without thinking I said of course.
I told Ken about my mixed feelings about the whole
thing. Ken made it clear that he was past the fantasy
stage and felt we were both ready to take the next step.
He didn't have to explain what the ext step was. He felt
Carlos was perfect due to his position in life, young
single and in the Navy, if it didn't work out we could
easily never see him again as opposed to our friend Mike
for instance who would be a constant reminder of what we
had done.
I was perfectly content with our fantasy role-play. Of
course Carlos was the perfect person. He had defiantly
charmed me during the past few months. But I just didn't
think I would have the courage to do what was expected.
Maybe some flirting or touching and nothing more, that
would be okay. But what if it developed into more than
just petting and kissing, what if Carlos wanted more? In
the back of my mind was an even more troubling fear,
what effect would this leave on our marriage.
I insisted it had to happen spontaneously with Carlos
being the aggressor. I also felt strongly that Carlos
could never know that Ken was in on the plan. This was
important because it gave me an out. If things went
sour, Ken could race in and rescue me from Carlos. Also,
I could end the relationship by saying for the sake of
my marriage I could never let myself be tempted again.
After a couple of days we finally agreed that Ken would
give Carlos and I some space and if it happened great if
not then so be it. I told Ken that even if nothing
happened at the very least he would be able to watch me
flirt with Carlos for a few days in our own home.
The day came and in the interest of giving us space and
since hubby was working that day I drove to pick him up.
It was a two-hour drive home so it gave us time to chat.
When he greeted me I got a warm hug and a peck on the
lips but in the car the conversation was pretty basic.
Unlike emails now we were face to face and it was harder
to discuss sexual things and that was fine with me.
We arrived at our house and by then my husband was home
making dinner on the grill. We spent that evening pretty
much just talking about places he had been to and stuff.
For Ken's sake I tried when possible to stand or sit
close to Carlos and flirt a little but he as usual was a
gentleman with my husband present. I got the guest room
ready for him and we all went to bed, before I did I
made sure to walk around the house a little in my
nightshirt, which Ken of course loved.
The plan for the next day was simple, Ken would pretend
to go to work and I would take Carlos to see a few
sites. This would give us a nice day out and maybe
something would happen when we got home and Ken could
watch from outside the house. Ken woke me up and told me
he was leaving and I got up and started to make some
coffee and stuff. As I was doing this Carlos who must
have known Ken had left came out of the guest room and
into the kitchen, I was a bit surprised that he was
wearing nothing more then his boxers. I said good
morning and acted like I didn't even notice.
I started to serve some coffee and breakfast and as I
did I noticed how he looked at me. He started telling me
about how much he desired me and how many times he had
masturbated to my picture. I was a bit shocked at this
but I guess I shouldn't have been, he had become very
open in his emails and with my husband off to work (or
so Carlos thought) he felt comfortable talking this way.
I tried a few times to change the subject as I sat at
the table with him but it was difficult.
Then came his request, he told me he understood that I
was married and didn't want anything to come between my
husband and I but he desired me so much and he knew that
I also had enjoyed his attentions. He proposed something
simple as he put it, I would expose myself either naked
or at least topless since he had already seen me this
way and he would masturbate with me in the room.
Well, I was shocked at how easy he'd said it but I
quickly realized that it was a perfect way to do
something with him while still not going all the way.
I agreed and we finished breakfast and went to my
bedroom. Once there he slowly removed his boxers
exposing hard cock that looked huge! I don't have a lot
of exp with other men but I had never seen anything like
it. I was about 8 or 9 inches and really thick. I know
size doesn't matter but his cock was so arousing to just
look at! He lay down on the bed and asked if I had a
little hand cream.
I got it from the bathroom and handed it to him. I then
pulled my nightshirt off exposing my breasts and my
white panties. I stood there as he started to stroke
himself wondering if I should go totally nude. After
about a minute I smiled and peeled off my panties and of
course blushed a bit. I lay down on the bed so I could
watch him. I lay there as he continued to touch himself
and make it even harder.
I was getting so hot watching and I wanted to touch it.
I watched for a while longer as he started to moan a bit
and got up the nerve to reach out and lightly touch it.
As I did he removed his hand and I took over slowly
stroking his penis. I did this for a while and as I did
he slid his hand over and started playing with one of my
nipples. I have very sensitive nipples and that was all
I needed to lose all sense of reality. He played with
both of them and I lost all perspective at that point, I
reached my head down and took his head in my mouth.
He let out a great moan as I did, I was like a kid with
a lollipop, licking and sucking like I had never seen a
cock before. It didn't take long for him to shoot a huge
load of cum in my mouth, I usually don't care for sperm
and either move my mouth off or spit it out a quick as I
can but I savored his sperm like it was ice cream. I
took every last drop in and licked his shaft clean.
After he came he put me down and started to suck my
breasts, kiss me deeply. He ran his tongue all over my
body finally stopping at my clit. He played with it for
what seemed like just a few seconds and then stopped. I
moaned for him not to stop as I was so ready to orgasm
but instead he came up and put his cock inside me.
Wow I remember thinking, I don't know if it was my state
of arousal or its sheer size but did it feel good! He
started fucking me and I came instantly, it was
wonderful, my legs wrapped around his back taking him
deep inside me. Then as my orgasm started to subside I
started Cumming again, I had never had a multiple orgasm
like that. I was bouncing both of us off the bed it was
so good. He continued fucking me after my orgasm for
about an hour, different positions and hot steamy
touching and kissing. I had two more orgasms before he
exploded inside me with a roaring orgasm.
We laid in bed for a while after exhausted talking about
what had happened, then it hit me that Ken was somewhere
outside looking at us. How was he I thought, as fear
kind of set in?
Kens View,
I hadn't seen much of what happened as they had
breakfast but when I saw them head to the bedroom I was
startled. I never imagined anything would happen right
away since they were supposed to go out for the day. I
went around the house and got in position to peek in the
bedroom and when I did I saw that Carlos was lying in
the bed with what looked like a flagpole sticking up in
the air.
Carol was just standing there with a knee on the bed and
all of the sudden took off her nightshirt. I couldn't
believe it; she was so turned on by Carlos that they
barely waited for me to leave. I was feeling just a bit
Jealous to be honest but at that point my lust was still
winning out.
I watched, as he appeared to be jerking off, she stood
at the edge of the bed in nothing but her panties
watching him. I few second had past and she slipped off
her panties and joined him on the bed. I didn't have a
great view of the whole bed but I could see him still
jerking himself off. Then I saw her hand come over to
his cock and start to play with it, I even thought I
heard a moan from him as she did. She played with it for
a few minutes and then abruptly I saw her face come
towards his cock and take him in her mouth.
I was so hard at that point I thought I would cum
without even touching myself. She sucked him like a girl
in a porn movie, very different then she would do it to
me I thought. Then his body started to spasm and I saw
her taking his cum in her mouth and swallowing. He came
for what seemed like forever and after he was done she
licked every drop off his shaft.
I was feeling a bit sick, she had never liked cum much,
she rarely ever let me cum in her mouth and if she did,
she would quickly dispose of it. After she was done she
seemed to lie back down and Carlos got of on top, I
didn't have a great view but I think they were kissing
and stuff.
I sat there, as my jealousy had gotten a bit stronger. I
saw his head work its way down to her navel and get lost
between her legs. He was down there for a while and then
he came up and I realized that he was about to insert
his flagpole inside her. I saw as he did and started to
fuck her, she instantly started to make sounds that I
could hear by the window. I could tell by her movements
and sounds that she was having an orgasm, I don't know
how but the orgasm continued for a really long time as
if she had more then one. Her body was convulsing and
her moans were loud. Carlos seemed in control just
fucking her enjoying every minute.
After her long orgasm I jerked off and came with a very
intense orgasm. After I felt very awkward, cumming had
cooled down my lust and now I just felt jealous. I
looked in and saw she had gotten on top of him, I got a
perfect view of his cock as it disappeared inside her, I
watched her ride him for a while but I just couldn't
watch her moan and groan over his cock anymore so I
walked away from the window. I debated what to do at
that point and decided that I had seen enough so I
walked back to my car, which was around the corner and
took a ride.
I looked around the house but couldn't see Ken. Carlos
said he was going to shower so I put on a robe and
looked for Ken, when I couldn't find him I called his
Cell and he answered. He said he was okay but was kind
of glad I was finished. He quickly told me he was coming
home. I told Carlos who was in the shower that Ken had
called and was on his way home from the office.
The rest of the day was spent together and it wasn't
till that night that I actually got to be alone with
Ken. We talked about what happened and I could tell that
it wasn't quite what he expected but I also realized
that he did enjoy parts of it. We talked and he got
turned on and we had some great tender sex that night.
I am not sure we will repeat our little adventure as
Carlos left the next day but I am very glad we tried it.
Ken has gotten over his jealous feelings with Carlos
thousands of miles away and I will never forget a very
incredible morning of sex.
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