Chapter 2

It was time to start revealing all my hidden fantasies to my wife. It wasn’t because I wanted to, shit! I’ve always wanted to, but it was because tonight she started asking. I found her in some sexy lingerie when I got home from work, lying on our bed, going through my storage of sexy pictures on my personal laptop. She told me that she had been looking through them for hours. She told me that right after she had given me a blowjob to completion for the very first time in our marriage. That made me believe her when she started asking me to be truthful and revealing about all of it.

"I’ve always loved you! I’ve never lied to you! But the one thing I have done is hide my fantasies from you. All I’ve ever wanted to do was to open up my innermost feelings and share those fantasies with my wife." I began the conversation. "I hope you know that I will never ask you, or force you, to do anything beyond talking and role-playing those fantasies with me. Anything beyond that is your decision, no, correction, our decision... together."

"I never asked you what was on that drive because I was always waiting for you. I had a sneaking suspicion that it was your porn addiction or something private like that, but I never invaded your privacy. Until today!" She retorted. "But maybe I need to ask more questions for you to open up to me. And that's ok so long as you answer truthfully."

She turned back to the computer and clicked a few times before stopping to pull up another image. This one was a Cuckold picture. There was a man sitting in a chair naked with his erection in his hand watching a couple on the bed have sex. The woman was on top of the man, riding him while looking back at the man in the chair with a smile on her face.

I looked at the picture on the screen. My insides quivered with anticipation of what she might ask of this. Then she turned her head to me and did just that. "Would you like to explain this picture to me? And I presume your answer will include the same answer for all the pictures in this folder, yes? It was marked “Cuckold”, whatever that means."

"I see a husband watching his wife enjoy herself," I explained very briefly.

With a bit of sarcasm in her voice but also lovingly understanding "I can see that! Now tell me what your brain sees, in more ‘descriptive’ wording." She said that last bit with a small giggle in her voice to try and relax me.

I gathered up all my courage to express what my mind thought of when looking at this picture. I knew she wanted an accurate description. I would give her what she wanted; the truth, the complete truth, the dirty truth.

"So, I see a man, who is a voyeur and a loving husband. He is allowing his wife to fuck another man. It’s possibly his friend, and not a stranger since they are in a bedroom and not in a hotel room. He’s masturbating to the scene in front of him because he wants to enjoy 'their' sex with them. He’s not on the bed because the friend may feel weird if he were, or maybe because he’s a true voyeur and just likes to watch. The woman has another man's hard cock in her pussy but she is more focused on her husband's reaction and feelings." I stopped there.

My wife was focused on watching my face. "Now I want you to tell me how you feel when you look at this picture, thinking about everything you just told me. I want to know what you’re thinking and what gets your cock hard about this picture." She was good. She knew how to lure my feelings out of me.

I looked at the picture again. "I want to be that man!” Saying those made me feel finally free. “I want to allow my wife those forbidden pleasures while I watch and pleasure myself.” With every sentence out of my mouth, I was becoming bolder. “I want to know the real feelings of watching you fuck someone else in front of me. I want you to watch me cum as I watch you take another man's cock inside your married pussy.” I was getting down and dirty with my explanation. I wasn’t about to stop since she dragged this out of me! “I want to see you cum while riding him. I want to see your expressions as his cock explodes inside your unprotected cunt! Then, to see his cum drip out of you when he finally pulls out.” I felt almost embarrassed by that last bit as if I crossed a line. She wanted the truth. Now I tried to backtrack as best I could. “I would love to know that we could share experiences like that together! As a couple!”

With a huge smile and a Thank You, she turned back to the computer. She started clicking again as I interrupted "So, what do you feel looking at that picture and about everything I just said? Your turn!" She stopped moving and stared straight ahead for a few seconds.

"I looked at that picture and saw a happy couple enjoying a different kind of toy, that toy being another man. The woman is not worried about her husband being jealous or about herself being more focused on the other man. The scene is about trust, love, and exploration; all three of which they are sharing together as a couple." She elaborated more. "I get moist just looking at that picture. I'm almost positive that it's something you and I could do because we are at that point in our relationship. Our love and trust are solid and doing that would be for 'us' and not for the other man. Definitely on our to-do list!"

She started clicking again. This time she went into the folder named “Swinging”. She opened about 15 pictures of different variations of group sex before she found the one she was looking for.

The next picture she found was of a foursome, yet it was an odd pairing in the photo. “Here’s one that I couldn’t understand…” Before she could ask, I began because I already knew the questions.

"This is a picture of two married couples. They’re swapping spouses. Each pairing in a different bed. One of the wives is being fucked doggy style by the husband of the other. Her husband is on the other bed, also in a doggy position, same as his wife, being fucked up the ass with a strap-on from the wife of the other guy. Each person is enjoying their own fuck session without paying attention to the other." I continued right into my feelings without stopping. "I want to be the man taking the strap-on up his ass. There are two reasons for that. You already know that I want to see you being fucked by someone else. Well, the other reason is that I have played with my own ass for a few years now while in the shower and I want to try having someone fuck ‘me’ for once.” I just revealed one of my biggest fears to her and her face didn’t even show surprise. I was amazed as I continued.

“In my mind, both of these couples are getting what they need. The wife that’s getting fucked most likely doesn't like, or doesn’t like the idea, of fucking her husband in the ass. She just likes getting fucked herself, and maybe every once in a while she likes to be fucked hard instead of lovingly. The other wife maybe doesn’t get to do that to her own man maybe because he’s too masculine to take it up the ass, so she’s excited that she gets a chance to do it with the other husband. And that is how I envision us in that situation. Me allowing you to get fucked hard while I take a good fucking from the other woman."

My wife rolled over, pushed her lingerie to the side, and dragged her finger through her pussy. She brought that finger up close to my face presenting it to me for observation. It was wet!! Really wet!!

"This one gets me the wettest! As you can see!” Just her doing that and saying that made me want to throw her on the bed and fuck her right there, but I knew we had more to go over before that happens. “First off, you’ve never once asked me to touch your ass, nonetheless fuck it. So you don’t even know how I would feel about it. I don’t either because it’s never entered my mind until right now. And because I love you, I’ll let you know that I am willing to try it, for you.” God, I loved this woman! She continued, “If this is one of the new things we’re going to try, then by all means, let’s try it. After so many years of being married, I’m definitely not afraid of you turning gay because of it. And if you actually like it, then maybe one day we’ll find you a real cock so that I can be the one sitting in the chair masturbating while I watch you get fucked."

She caught me off guard with that statement, but I could see how open she was becoming so quickly. I suddenly had high hopes for the next few days and months and years of our marriage. I retorted, “I don’t want a real one. I’m not attracted to men. I actually love the pleasure I get from my prostate being stimulated, yet I want it done by a female, not a man.” Olivia looked at me with those lustful eyes and just added, “Oh really?”

She quickly clicked over to another folder entitled “Pegging” and started browsing through various pictures. "Then what about these? Can you explain why you have these?" She clicked through more than eight different photos. Each showed a man being mounted by, or mounting, another man, while a few had an excited woman standing close by playing cheerleader to the fucking in front of her.

My heart dropped. It suddenly felt like I was on trial and I was the witness being harassed by the opposing lawyer. "Those are there, NOT because I want a real cock in my ass," I felt anger rising up in my tone. "...but because I am always open to try something new if YOU ever asked me to try it!” My anger was mixing up my words and my feelings to the point of near confusion.

My wife grabbed my hand softly and gave me a light-hearted look. “Baby, calm down. I’m not trying to get you upset. It’s ok if you do or don’t. It’s ok if it’s a real cock or a female with a strap-on. I would be happy to share that with you either way. I would be happy to do it for you or to watch you have it done for you. Really!”

My wife reached up, grabbed me by the neck, and pulled me down for a kiss. There was heat in that kiss. It told me to take it easy, to relax my anger. This was only a conversation and not a fight. These were only questions to find out answers and reignite love, not to start a war.

She pulled back locking eyes with me "I'm not here to judge you, my love. All these folders full of pictures are your thoughts and your desires. I want to know what they are and see if they may be something I’m interested in also. There’s no need for anger or embarrassment with me. I’m your wife!! I love you for who you are, even if it includes these fantasies. And if you truly give me a chance, you may be surprised with the results."

My eyes were tearing up at her words. This woman was trying to understand me and I’d been fighting it with made-up phantoms in my head. If I ever trusted her before, then this was my biggest hurdle to ever overcome. It was now or never. Release all my fears and trust her, or walk away in defeat and embarrassment.

"If that’s the case, then let's also discuss some of your desires, some of your fantasies. I’ll tell you everything, whatever you ask, but I want to know yours as well." I wanted this to be a one-for-one reveal. It would make it easier if we were both coming out of the closet with our sexual wants and needs instead of just me.

She gave me a tranquil look mixed with disappointment as she disclosed "The problem with that is... I don't have any sexual fantasies. Well… not beyond the norm anyway. I’m asking about yours because I want to make some of them mine, make them ours.” Knowing her as well as I do, I believed her. “I know you think, I’m boring in bed. I don’t do a lot of stuff other wives, or porn actresses, do. But it's all I know. You know I was raised very religious and sexuality was the last thing to ever be brought up at the dinner table, or even in private. So, I’m asking that you teach me. Let's try some new stuff… together… and see where it leads."

I could feel a twitching in my nether regions again. What she said was affecting me in a good way. Things were going to get good from this point forward, I could feel it.

“Let’s move on, shall we?” I immediately felt myself calm down as she started clicking through folders and pictures again.

As she was clicking through the seemingly unlimited photos on my computer, she turned to me with a demand, “While I find the next topic of discussion, get out of those clothes and get over here next to me. I want to actually see how much this is turning you on.” She was well aware of my excitement pushing against my pants from the inside.
As I removed my clothes, she didn’t even turn her head to look at me. The computer had her complete attention. She was jumping from folder to folder, and clicking from picture to picture. She knew what she was looking for, but just didn’t know where to look. It was my computer and my flash drive, so I knew where everything was, but she wasn’t about to ask me for help, she was having fun just moving through the mountain of pictures in front of her.

There was a big wet spot on my underwear as I pushed them down and off. I had always been a ‘leaker’, especially when excited, and tonight had me more excited than I had been in months, if not years. I stood next to the bed naked with my dick completely hard and pointing straight ahead like a tuning fork toward my sexy wife. As I was waiting for her to stop clicking, my mind was in overdrive catching glimpses of each picture she clicked on. When she finally stopped, she turned towards me, grabbed ahold of my hard cock, and did something she had never done before, Olivia licked a big dollop of pre-cum off the tip of my cock. Her lips came together as she tasted it. Then she pulled me closer and put my entire cock in her mouth. It was a quick 10-second blowjob before she released me, kissed the head, and turned back to the computer. "Ok, now I know you're completely ready, let's continue."

She patted the bed next to her motioning me to join her. I sat down on the edge of the bed as she pulled up another picture from another folder. This time it was from a folder named “Creampie”. I was suddenly curious about what she thought of these pictures.

My cock was already hard but I felt it get harder when the picture she displayed was a close-up of a dick coming out of a pussy with his cum dripping out. “That looks interesting!” she expressed, “Is that someone else’s cock creaming inside my pussy, baby, as you take the picture?” I suddenly realized how all this was affecting her, and how quickly.

I wasn’t holding back anymore after that comment. My heart was pounding with expectation as I answered her with the most truthful answer I could deliver. “I would love to take that kind of picture, and yes, that is exactly what I think about when I look at it.” I turned toward her to look at her expression to my answer. Instead, she just continued to look at the screen and change the picture.

The next picture was a split picture with a caption. One side was a man’s stubby chin with his tongue reaching out to a cum-dripping pussy, while the other side was the same scenario yet with a woman beginning to lick the cream-filled pussy in front of her. The caption read, “Husband and wife love sharing everything, even dessert.”

Olivia started sharing her thoughts on this one before I could. “You know, I’ve never been with a woman before, needless to say, I’ve never licked a pussy either. But this does have its possibilities for exploration.” The tone in her voice told me that she was definitely interested in trying it one day. She clicked away before I could have my say on the picture.

As she continued clicking through picture after picture until I suddenly stopped her on one. “Stop, right there!” Her hand left the computer as she turned to me, giving me a smile that told me she knew I was excited about what was in front of us. This one wasn’t a picture but a small video. It needed to be clicked on to start playing. “And what makes this one so special?” she asked as if she already knew from watching it before I got home.

“Did you watch this before? Then you know!” I asked

“Nope, didn’t think to watch any videos. I was too captured by all the pictures.” Her face glowed with the truth of her statement and her excitement at seeing my excitement. “But now I can’t wait to see what's gotten you so excited.”

Before I clicked on it, I prepared her for what she was about to see. “It’s a four-minute video that shows a creampie. But it’s what happens afterward that gets me even more excited. And before you ask, the answer is Yes!” I took the lead and pushed the button to start the video. Her hand reached over to grab my dick, which already had pre-cum dripping down its length from the last 15 minutes of being here looking at pictures.

The video played. The cameraman was moving around the room slowly filming different angles of a woman getting fucked by a man. Every now and then, the woman would look directly at the camera (or the cameraman) and smile. Two minutes into the video, the man began his orgasm, shooting his cum up into the woman’s hot pussy. She wrapped her legs around him in order to make sure all of it gets dumped inside her.

“Is that me getting fucked, baby?” Olivia asked. “Do you want to videotape me getting fucked by another man? Do you want him to cum inside of me?” Her hand was pumping up and down on my shaft.

“Just keep watching and you’ll know what I want!” God, if she kept pumping me, I was going to lose control before the video finished.

On the screen, the man began to relax after his release. The woman’s legs untwined from around his waist as he began to back out of her. Once he was out and moved away, the cameraman moved directly in front of her used pussy in order to film directly into it. You could clearly see the white liquid on the edges as it began to ooze out. A glob escaped and was running down her vaginal lips towards her asshole. This was when it got good.

“Oh my God!” was Olivia’s reaction as she watched the cameraman’s cock appear in the video. One hand was holding the camera as the other hand guided his own cock into the white mess. His cock scooped up the dripping cum and guided it back up to the woman’s hole. There, he played in the messy situation for a minute, rubbing it in and around her once-used cunt, before pushing into her using the other man’s seed. As the cameraman pushed all the way in, the woman on the video encouraged him with words, “Do you want to cum in your wife too? Was it too much for you just to watch?” The video became a little uneven as the camera was being jolted around as the cameraman fucked his wife. “Fuck your slut wife, baby! Reclaim me!” It didn’t take more than 30 seconds for him to blow his own load inside her. “That’s it, fill your wife with your cum too! I want it all!” When he finally pulled out, he again zoomed in on her used pussy to watch as the cum of two men ran out of her like a waterfall. That’s where the video ended.

My own cock was getting really close as Olivia’s hand never stopped moving during the entire video. She turned on her side to face me. I looked down at her pussy and saw a giant wet spot on her lingerie. “I see you’re just as excited about that video as I am!” I mentioned as I tried to control my impending orgasm.

“More than you know!” was her reply. The fingers on her other hand reached down and moved the tiny piece of material from in front of her pussy. “Do you really want to see me with another man?” I just nodded my head. “Tell me!” she demanded in a sexy tone.

“Yes!” was all I could voice as my mind was on her jerking me off and controlling myself from letting loose.

“Do you…” she continued as I watch two fingers meet and sink into her very wet cunt, “want to get down there and watch as he slowly enters me?” Again, another “Yes!”

Her fingers had entered her own pussy as far as she could reach. “Do you want to know that he is fucking your wife?” Her fingers started moving in and out more quickly. She was masturbating right in front of me, but in my mind, it was another man’s cock and not her fingers that were there. I answered again with a lot more enthusiasm, “YES!”

My cock was getting ultra-sensitive between the thoughts, the visuals, and her hand. I was going to blow soon, and she knew it!

Her orgasm was also impending. Her fingers were moving faster and faster. “Oh God, he feels so good inside of me, baby!!! Tell me he can finish inside of me! Tell me!!”

“Cum in my wife! Fill her up!! I want to see you finish inside of her!!” As the words escaped my lips, my wife’s orgasm exploded. Her fingers were shoved so far inside that her knuckles were almost lost inside as well. She held them there as I imagined it was the other man releasing inside of her. She held that pose for a few seconds as her orgasm calmed down. When she eventually opened her eyes, a huge smile was on her face.

“So tell me, my love, after this other man is allowed to cum inside your wife, what do you want to do?” Her hand had slowed its pumping during her own orgasm but it had resumed its speed as she spoke again.

I moved with the speed of a jaguar. Her hand came off my cock, she rolled onto her back and I was on top of her in an instant. “You know what I want to do!” I was placing my cock at her entrance as she again instigated, “Tell me! Tell me what you want!”

I was no longer embarrassed by my sexual wants and needs. “I want to fuck your used pussy! I want to fuck you while you are full of another man’s cum! I want to reclaim you!” I pushed into her like an animal unleashed.

“Do you feel how wet I am, baby? That’s the cum of another man you’re swimming in. Do you like fucking your wife with the lube of another man inside her?” I could have counted how many strokes it took on one hand before I exploded inside of her. It felt like a champagne bottle uncorked. I couldn’t remember the last time I exploded like that. It felt amazing!

“Ooh God!” was all I heard as I realized that she was in the middle of another orgasm herself. A second one is usually rare for her, but with all the foreplay tonight, I wasn’t surprised. I kept pumping until I knew we were both over the precipice of our releases. I stopped, looked deep into her eyes, and leaned down into a long overdue kiss. It has hot and passionate and filled with love. And it told both of us how much we both enjoyed the night.

Without words, and without pulling out, I easily moved the computer to the floor, wrapped around her, and snuggled. “That was amazing!” her words made me smile. “You better be ready for more tomorrow because I saw so many more pictures that I want to talk about.” The presumption that we would be doing this again the next night had my cock stirring to life again so quickly.

“Save that for tomorrow, baby! I’m sure we’ll put it to use again!” as she pushed her ass up against my semi-hard cock. We both drifted into sleep with smiles on our faces and sweet dreams beginning to materialize.

End of Part 2