My wife (31) and I (37) have been married for about a year and a half. Before that, we dated for a little over 2 years. When I first told her about my story time kink, she was kind of put off by it and uncomfortable sharing. But gradually she began to indulge me and I'm pretty sure she has even enjoyed sharing with me at least once. I never got her total number (does anyone really?) and she'd probably never tell me the real number even if I asked. But just from knowing people who dated her or hooked up with her before me and those she's told me about, I've counted at least 45 who she's fucked or sucked, with her adding a new one on average every couple weeks during conversations.

So I'll drop 4 of my favorite stories she's told. If it gets a decent reaction or anyone would like to read more, I'll post a part 2 some time.

1 First Blow Job

The first time my wife gave a blow job she was a pretty young teen. She'd already given several older boys hand jobs by this time. Most of those were to much older boys/guys who hung out at a house down the street from where she lived. But on this night, she'd made plans with a boy she'd been "talking to" (not dating) who went to her school and was at least a couple years older. The guy was popular and considered kind of a jock. They drove around for a while and then he parked the car at a secluded location. She asked what they were doing there, and he mumbled something she didn't understand. She asked "Huh?" to which he replied (again mumbling but somewhat more intelligible) something to the effect of "I thought maybe you could suck my dick." My wife at this point had only seen the act in porn which she'd already watched a lot of. Also, some of her girlfriends who had already given head had told her how to do it. She thought for a moment and then quietly said "Ok." Her date unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to around his knees. His dick was already completely hard and my wife began to jerk it a little bit since she was used to doing that. Then she repositioned herself to get in a comfortable position to reach his dick. First she licked it a little and then put a dick in her mouth for the first time and began to suck it. But she didn't have long to apply the skills she'd recently learned, because in just seconds her date began to moan and she felt his cock begin to pulsate. She felt his goo shooting to the back of her throat. She instinctively started swallowing because that's what one of her friends said she did, but he was cumming so much that she couldn't keep up and it started to pool up in her mouth. She told me it was a HUGE load even by her standards today. [I would say he planned this for a while and saved up his load just for the occasion.] She couldn't take anymore and had to take her mouth off of it. She hated the texture and the taste. She said she must have been making a terrible face as she held his warm spooge in her mouth while she jacked him off until FINALLY he was finished. [Here I want to say that it sounds from this like my wife would not like to swallow cum. But she has swallowed hundreds of my loads without missing a drop as far as I know. She's even asked me to pull out and cum in her mouth because she likes to "feel it pulsate" between her lips while my cum shoots] When he seemed to be finished, she opened the car door and began to spit and spit and spit. She said she was trying to decide what this new taste was like and she finally arrived at "chicken broth and bleach," which was how she described it to her best friend the next day. While my wife was spitting out the cum she hadn't swallowed, her date had pulled up and zipped his pants and was ready to leave. She had given her first blow job, all without even so much as a kiss or holding hands - just a request and my wife going downtown. They drove in mostly awkward silence and he dropped her off back home. End of date. After that night he pretty much ghosted her and started legit dating one of her friends who was also her age.

2 The Pilot

This happened when my wife was in her early 20s. She and some friends went to see a popular band they all liked, and followed the concert with drinks at a nearby bar. Almost right away, she noticed a guy eyeing her. My wife was dressed pretty slutty that night with a short skirt and a low cut top showing off her big, natural boobs - which are her greatest feature along with her natural blonde hair and big blue eyes. The guy ended up following her and her friends around the bar, not in a creepy way though because they all thought he was hot and he had been particularly charming and funny with my wife. He told her he was a pilot and had a flight that landed in town. He would be flying to his next destination the following afternoon. As the night went on, the party moved to my wife's apartment. It was my wife, 2 of her girlfriends, one of her gay friends, and (of course) the pilot. No sooner had everyone arrived, but one by one her friends came up to her and said they were sorry but had to go. Each one said this with a sly look and/or wink. Then, my wife was alone with this "stud" whom she'd met a little earlier. They talked for a while and began making out. Things turned passionate and intense pretty quickly. My wife said this guy was a "marathon fucker." He picked her up and fucked her hard in every square inch of space in her apartment. Once, my wife chuckled and said "At one point we even ended up in my closet!" This went on until full daylight. In all, she said they fucked at least 4 times and as many as 6. She said he was an unbelievable fuck and required almost no recovery time. She remembered that he had a dark blonde happy trail that she loved looking at and touching while she sucked his dick. At one point during the night, he asked her "Did you get to cum?" My wife said she felt bad telling him the truth, and shook her head no. Then she told him that it was ok because she was having fun. He then asked where her vibrator was. She was a little taken aback by the question and said she didn't know. The question turned her on even more because it was like the the guy knew exactly what she wanted: to cum with her vibrator. He looked at her with a disappointed expression and said, "Come on, where do you keep it?" She pointed to where the vibrator was and he got up and brought it to her. Then my wife spread her sexy legs and and started pleasuring herself while the guy licked her clit. She thinks they fucked one more time after she came. They chatted a little while getting dressed, and then he told her he'd better be going. He said it was nice meeting her and left. My wife said she was sore for 2 days after that. She stayed in touch with him and even hooked up with him once more when he had a flight that ended up in town. This time, however, there was no small talk. As soon as he arrived they ripped off their clothes and got down to fucking. More marathon sex and at least one more intense orgasm for my wife, with the help of the pilot and her vibrator. This was clearly a memory my wife keeps in her spank bank to this day.

3 The Douchey DJ

This is one of my favorites for some reason. Probably because it heavily involves my wife's big tits. For a while there was this DJ who hung around her group of friends. He not only played music that my wife despised, but she also just overall didn't like him. He wasn't mean or anything, and she did think he was "hot," but he was just kind of "annoying and kind of a douche." He often tried to talk to or flirt with her at a bar or party, but she wasn't having it. She would even make excuses to leave the pathetic attempts at conversation. One night after hanging out at a bar, she ended up staying at an apartment the guy shared with a roommate and my wife's female friend. The group had been talking and drinking. At one point, the conversation turned to sex. They all had some laughs and told some embarrassing stories. Eventually everyone got tired and it was time for the party to end. My wife's friend offered to let her stay on the couch since she'd been drinking. Shortly after she dozed off, she heard a voice whisper, "Are you asleep?" Sure enough, it was the DJ. My wife said "Yeah. Why?" He answered by gesturing to her and himself while whispering "You and me?" She quickly turned him down as in "Not gonna happen, man." He made a disappointed face and then tried to compromise. "Just talk" he said. She thought about how much nicer a bed would feel than the cheap couch she was on and agreed to go with the DJ to his room. [I asked what she was wearing at this point. She said she was still in the clothes she'd been wearing at the bar earlier: a short skirt and her favorite top to wear when she wanted to look slutty. It was a colorful orange shirt that was very low cut and had fringe at the bottom that only partially covered her midriff. It gave everyone a nice view of her city block's worth of cleavage. While telling me this story, she was wearing a lavender silk nightgown that is a size too small to contain her huge tits and no underwear.] Once they got to his room, they both sat on the bed. They couldn't talk loud since everyone else was asleep so they continued to whisper. As soon as they sat down he asked her, "Do you hate me?" She thought about the question for a moment and said "No I don't hate you, I'm just not your biggest fan." She gradually started to warm up to him for the next 5 or 10 minutes. At this point, she was a little horny from talking about sex earlier. Now, whispering in the dark with a guy on his bed whom she thought was hot led to her finally being a little flirty back to him. He asked if he could kiss her and she said he could. Then the DJ asked her if he could "Do something?" She answered "Maybe...What?" The DJ says "There is something I have been wanting to do all night." He then guides her to her feet while he remains on the bed. Then he swiftly pulls up her tiny shirt by the fringe all the way up to her chin. My wife instinctively covered her hands over her stomach (an area she's still insecure about but doesn't need to be). Then he grabs each of her fare colored, perfectly shaped, huge, real tits and begins squeezing, sucking, smelling them, rubbing his hair on them, his ears on them, and burying his face in them. One by one he licks and flicks his tongue on her nipple rings and hard nipples. My wife absolutely loves having her tits played with, and by now was getting hot telling this part of the story. I reached down to find her pussy wet. After a while of this, he looked up at her and asks "Can I fuck them?" She thought for a second and says (or SAYS that she said) "Mmmmm not tonight." Then the DJ asked "Well then will you sit on my face?" Again, she didn't answer right away. So - and this is my wife's favorite part - He basically pleads with her: "Please sit on my face." [Since she told me this story, she sometimes likes to tell me to beg her to sit on my face!] She then says "I'll be right back," and excused herself to his restroom for a quick scrub-down down there. She gets back and they both take off all their clothes. They make out a little more and then he lays down on the bed and guides her pussy onto his face. A few minutes of getting her pussy licked deep while sitting on this guy's face now has her wanting some dick. She bends down and whispers in his ear very sternly "If I fuck you, YOU CAN'T TELL ANYONE." She really didn't want anyone to know she gave this guy the time of day, much less let him fuck her. The DJ immediately agrees and gets up to grab a condom. He gets back into bed and my wife climbs onto his hard cock. She rides him and tries to stifle her moans as she cums. She thinks they both came at the same time. She slept in his bed for a couple hours and then snuck out before his roommates woke up. They continued to occasionally meet up for the next year or so whenever my wife was horny and couldn't quickly find anyone else to fuck her. To this day, she doesn't even consider the guy a FWB since they were never friends and she continued not to like the guy. I even found some of their old messages where she would basically remind him that he serves only one purpose. The guy always responded that he was totally cool with that. I like that she could compartmentalize sex and that this guy totally got to benefit from it. I also like hearing about how other guys are as obsessed with my wife's boobs as I am.

4 The Singer

I may have to eventually post a Part 2 of this story since she keeps slightly changing parts of it - probably because it happened while she and I were seeing each other but not officially dating. She had a big crush on the singer of this local band that still plays around town. He is a few years younger than her and a lot less experienced sexually, although he definitely had experience. One night after one of their shows, with the encouragement of a friend and some "liquid courage" she got up the nerve to introduce herself to him. After chatting for a few minutes they exchanged phone numbers and agreed to hang out at his apartment the following evening. The next evening, my almost girlfriend at the time went to the singer's apartment with a couple bottles of wine and a freshly-shaved pussy. They drank and talked on his balcony for a couple hours, and ended up making out. He felt her tits from outside her shirt and she felt his cock from outside his pants. She said she could tell he was "quite large down there." After a while, he asked if she'd like to move inside to the couch. She agreed and they went inside. Once there, the making out continued along with some heavy petting. Then he reached down and pulled off her panties, which were already pretty much soaked. She said he had trouble getting her top off so she pulled her shirt down (she hadn't been wearing a bra) so he could get to her boobs. He marveled at her curves and appeared to have never been with a girl who had nice curves. She asked him if he had a condom and he said he didn't. My wife said she was really disappointed at this because she really wanted to get fucked by that big dick. [My theory is that he probably DID have a condom, but wanted to see how freaky this girl would get, and would probably get his dick sucked, or better, and would't have to strap on an uncomfortable condom. More about my theory later.] He kissed her all over briefly and finally started eating her pussy. As he licked, he also was able to reach all over my wife's soft, naked body since he was so tall. He worked down there for a long time, but unfortunately for my wife, she is incapable of cumming when she's had even a couple of drinks. Since she'd had an entire bottle of wine at this point, she knew she wouldn't get there and decided to fake an orgasm. After she was "finished" the guy sits up and looks at her, his beard pretty much covered in my wife's juices, and says "I need to cum." [This is where my wife's story has changed. I would think after letting a guy put that much time into going down on her, she would return the favor and suck him off. The first time she told the story, I asked how he came, and she said "He came on himself." This story had been our very first attempt at story time so I didn't know when to just listen and not get excited and ask questions. I asked if he jerked off and she said he did. I should have known that's not what happened. The next time she told it, she said she "helped him out" with a hand job. And then the most recent time she told it, she said she licked the head and upper portion of it some while jacking him off. In all 3 versions, he came on his stomach and wiped it off with a t shirt. I want my wife to know that I PREFER that she just sucked his dick, but she says that didn't happen. I want to know what anyone reading this thinks really happened? Did she suck it? And if so, why does she change the story to a hand job with some licking? Maybe it's because she kissed me later that night with his sperm still in her mouth or something? I really don't know and could use some theories] At this point the singer takes off his remaining clothes to reveal one of, if not the biggest dicks my wife has ever seen. [She said he came a lot, which makes me wonder that, if it did go on his stomach. how much of it also shot onto her boobs? I plan on asking next time she tells this story.] However he finished, they talked for about an hour after that and she said it was getting late and she should get home. Here is why I think he had a condom and just wanted to fuck my wife's face and tits: He then grabs her and they start making out and touching again. He whispers in her ear "Or...you can stay and we can fuck." She tells him "Oh no, Mr. You don't have a condom, remember?" He acted disappointed and reluctantly said goodnight. I think after getting a taste of her pussy and whatever else he got, he changed his mind and decided he did want to fuck her. This was the only time (to my knowledge) they got together, and she and I started officially dating within 2 weeks after. I used to tell her I wasn't comfortable with her going to see his band play, but after hearing details about their hot encounter, I pretty much encourage her to go. I like the idea of my wife drooling over the guy while he sings on a stage, while she pictures his giant cock and her pussy juices dripping from his chin. I also like imagining her inviting him home to finish what they started and make sure she blows him and swallows his load just like she should have the first time (and may have).

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Well I hope I wasn't too long-winded and that someone enjoyed these stories. Which of the 4 is your favorite? Comment or PM if anyone would like more details, can relate to any of the stories or experiences, or wants to know what my wife and I did while she told me a story. If I didn't share a detail, it could be because I don't know it yet, but I will make sure to ask next story time! Also, please let me know if you think she gave the guy in #4 head. Thanks!