So to get us to this place: me in a chair near the foot of the bed, Alyce moaning into her pillow, arms spread out straight across the bed and cheeky ass surrendering to Teddy’s greedy thrusts.
Over a period of time talking dirty to Alyce while we fucked, I started talking about watching her face while she’s getting filled with a big, thick cock or submitting herself to a hard fucking, always talking great pains to NOT imply I’m watching her fuck ANOTHER man, instead of me. Her body always responded to it, and her panting and orgasms seemed to confirm her enjoyment of it, but afterwards she would never ask me about what I said, as she did with other dirty talk (my foot fetish she’s down with, my desire for anal play, a firm “never”). So I assumed a “don’t ask, don’t tell” policy. I figured she knew what I was talking about, but was too bashful to admit she would like to be with another man.
One night, after a joint & a few beers, we were making love. I was taking forever to cum, which was quite nice, but a bit tedious for Alyce. She said, “why don’t you talk dirty to me, I know you want to.” She was facedown, head on a pillow, strawberry blond hair slick with sweat; plump pillow-soft ass in the air, my left thigh cradling her hip and my six-incher doing it’s thing in her cunt. Now Alyce is very demure & uncomfortable talking about sex. She will say things I ask her to say in dirty talk, but I never push it and she NEVER volunteers anything about her fantasy life. It’s very frustrating.
“Baby, I don’t know what to say. What do you like me to talk about, what do I say that turns you on?”
She sighed and whined, “I don’t know, I’m not good at this.”
I stopped and said “You know, it’s not about whether you’re any good at or not, I just want you to be honest with me & share some fantasies. You’re my wife & lover, that’s what we’re supposed to do for each other.
She turned up and looked at me, her blue eyes searching my face, the freckles shiny from the moisture on her checks.
“Tell me about watching me” she said & then quickly looked away.
Stunned and ecstatic, I set back to work. As I fucked that pussy, I started: “I want watch you getting fucked. I want to see a nice big, thick cock filling you & fucking you like you’ve never been before. I want to see your eyes as you get entered and feel a sense of satisfaction you’ve never had before. I want to suck your pretty toes while they’re straight up in the air. I want to see you surrender yourself to your lover while he gives you the best fucking of your life. Would you like that honey?” She moaned. She was bucking me and moving against me and panting. Her pussy felt like an oil slick. I was getting close. “I want to watch you Alyce, I want to watch you fucking another man. I want to see you happy like that!” And I started coming & coming. Alyce came while shuddering. We lay there, heads at opposite ends, panting. I was so happy and so scared. “Oh shit, what did I say to her? What is she going to say?”
“Alyce? I love you. I hope that was okay.”
“Baby, that was great. I love you too.”
“Do you want to talk about what I said?”
“Not really. I know that is a fantasy of yours, you’ve been talking to me that way for awhile.”
So she knew. “Well, I’m really happy that’s okay with you, I appreciate that you let me talk to you that way. And I kinda think you like it to, I’ve never seen you cum like that before.”
She just smiled at me and got up to take a shower.
The next night we made love again, and she was on top, facing me. We had just started and I asked, “Can we talk about last night?”
“I knew you would ask, okay.”
“Well? I wanna know who your fantasy guy is? The guy you must be picturing when I’m talking to you. Is he real? Is a celebrity? Is he an amalgam?”
“No, he’s just a type, kind of based on some celebrities.”
“Come on, who?”
She sighed and stopped grinding me. “Sayed from “Lost”, Blair Underwood, Taye Diggs, Stringer Bell from “The Wire” . . .”
“Oh you like the brothers?” I was laughing, my fantasy was getting better & better. “I know they like you too, I always see you getting checked out when we go to the clubs. I love that.”
“That doesn’t bother you? It’s fun to talk about this!”
“Baby, I have you and they don’t. We can talk about it all we want!” I started moving my hips back into her. “Next weekend, we’re going to that one club and I’m gonna point out all the guys checking you out. I’ll paint your toe-nails, buy you some new fancy sandals and treat you to a night of cock-teasing.”
“Okay” she said and proceeded to ride me to another great climax.
Little did I know I would be the one getting teased next weekend!
Saturday rolls around & I am on my knees painting my woman’s gorgeous toenails a dark rose color that goes well with her new Banana Republic gold sandals. She has on a tight summer dress and shows her bare shoulders (with light freckles), her lovely breasts and the generous curve of her ass. We smoke a joint on the ride over, and enter the club. It’s a normal downtown club, very mixed crowd – not a thugged out scene or anything that plays rap that is derogatory to women. We make our way to the bar, with me whispering to her about where the guys are that are checking her out & what they’re looking at. She is loving it, and we‘re having fun. I get a couple of drinks in her & get her to be able to acknowledge the looks she is getting from the guys. It’s going fine, until she gasps. I look at her and say, “what’s wrong?” And she just blushes and looks away. I look where she had looked & I see this light-skinned brother in a real nice suit, who is just a good-looking motherfucker. He sees me looking, and had seen Alyce’s reaction to his handsomeness. I smile at him and turn back to Alyce. “He is really good-looking, it’s okay. He’s like movie-star good-looking, is that why you gasped.” She slammed the rest of her Cosmo.
“Well, I was looking around and I saw that guy. He is really good-looking! Anyway, I saw him first, but he turned & saw me staring at him, and he . . . he . . . he looked me up & down, head to toe, and then looked right at me and he . . . he . . . smiled. I wasn’t prepared for that, for him to be so . . . hot!” She looked at me, and looked panicked. “I’m so sorry, I’m not trying to hurt your feelings!”
I smiled at her & said “baby, it’s okay. My feelings aren’t hurt at all! This is why I brought you here, so you would feel good about yourself and sexy as hell!”
Just then, Mr. Sexy walked up to us. “Excuse me, is everything alright here? I haven’t caused any trouble have I? I assured him that he hadn’t & I introduced us to him. Teddy was his name and he an account exec with an ad agency in town. He bought us drinks and we chatted for a while. After he left us, I could see the swoon in Alyce’s eyes. “You really liked him, didn’t you? He’s kind of like your fantasy guy come to life, isn’t he?” She smiled & looked down. “You know what Alyce, he liked you a whole lot too – I think you’re his type.” She looked up surprised, I thought at me being so understanding.
“You think he liked me?” she said. You think he thought I was pretty?” she was like a high-school girl asking about the quarterback.
“Hold on sweetie” I said as I went off to get Teddy. When I found him, I asked him point blank “Teddy, would you like to come back to our house & make love to my wife? We’ve never done this before but I think we both want to and she’s really taken by you.” I gave him my address before he could answer & I went back to Alyce.
We then left & on our drive-back Alyce asked what I had said to him. She was worried that I had made a scene. I told her I would tell her in bed. When we got home, I turned on all the mood-lights in the bedroom and put music on. When she came in, I embraced her & we swayed there kissing & holding each other. “Alyce, you are going to have the best sex of your life tonight.” She smiled and kissed me & then the doorbell rang. She started and said, “Who the hell is that?”
“Teddy” I answered. “I gave him our address.
She froze & I went to let Teddy in.
Over a period of time talking dirty to Alyce while we fucked, I started talking about watching her face while she’s getting filled with a big, thick cock or submitting herself to a hard fucking, always talking great pains to NOT imply I’m watching her fuck ANOTHER man, instead of me. Her body always responded to it, and her panting and orgasms seemed to confirm her enjoyment of it, but afterwards she would never ask me about what I said, as she did with other dirty talk (my foot fetish she’s down with, my desire for anal play, a firm “never”). So I assumed a “don’t ask, don’t tell” policy. I figured she knew what I was talking about, but was too bashful to admit she would like to be with another man.
One night, after a joint & a few beers, we were making love. I was taking forever to cum, which was quite nice, but a bit tedious for Alyce. She said, “why don’t you talk dirty to me, I know you want to.” She was facedown, head on a pillow, strawberry blond hair slick with sweat; plump pillow-soft ass in the air, my left thigh cradling her hip and my six-incher doing it’s thing in her cunt. Now Alyce is very demure & uncomfortable talking about sex. She will say things I ask her to say in dirty talk, but I never push it and she NEVER volunteers anything about her fantasy life. It’s very frustrating.
“Baby, I don’t know what to say. What do you like me to talk about, what do I say that turns you on?”
She sighed and whined, “I don’t know, I’m not good at this.”
I stopped and said “You know, it’s not about whether you’re any good at or not, I just want you to be honest with me & share some fantasies. You’re my wife & lover, that’s what we’re supposed to do for each other.
She turned up and looked at me, her blue eyes searching my face, the freckles shiny from the moisture on her checks.
“Tell me about watching me” she said & then quickly looked away.
Stunned and ecstatic, I set back to work. As I fucked that pussy, I started: “I want watch you getting fucked. I want to see a nice big, thick cock filling you & fucking you like you’ve never been before. I want to see your eyes as you get entered and feel a sense of satisfaction you’ve never had before. I want to suck your pretty toes while they’re straight up in the air. I want to see you surrender yourself to your lover while he gives you the best fucking of your life. Would you like that honey?” She moaned. She was bucking me and moving against me and panting. Her pussy felt like an oil slick. I was getting close. “I want to watch you Alyce, I want to watch you fucking another man. I want to see you happy like that!” And I started coming & coming. Alyce came while shuddering. We lay there, heads at opposite ends, panting. I was so happy and so scared. “Oh shit, what did I say to her? What is she going to say?”
“Alyce? I love you. I hope that was okay.”
“Baby, that was great. I love you too.”
“Do you want to talk about what I said?”
“Not really. I know that is a fantasy of yours, you’ve been talking to me that way for awhile.”
So she knew. “Well, I’m really happy that’s okay with you, I appreciate that you let me talk to you that way. And I kinda think you like it to, I’ve never seen you cum like that before.”
She just smiled at me and got up to take a shower.
The next night we made love again, and she was on top, facing me. We had just started and I asked, “Can we talk about last night?”
“I knew you would ask, okay.”
“Well? I wanna know who your fantasy guy is? The guy you must be picturing when I’m talking to you. Is he real? Is a celebrity? Is he an amalgam?”
“No, he’s just a type, kind of based on some celebrities.”
“Come on, who?”
She sighed and stopped grinding me. “Sayed from “Lost”, Blair Underwood, Taye Diggs, Stringer Bell from “The Wire” . . .”
“Oh you like the brothers?” I was laughing, my fantasy was getting better & better. “I know they like you too, I always see you getting checked out when we go to the clubs. I love that.”
“That doesn’t bother you? It’s fun to talk about this!”
“Baby, I have you and they don’t. We can talk about it all we want!” I started moving my hips back into her. “Next weekend, we’re going to that one club and I’m gonna point out all the guys checking you out. I’ll paint your toe-nails, buy you some new fancy sandals and treat you to a night of cock-teasing.”
“Okay” she said and proceeded to ride me to another great climax.
Little did I know I would be the one getting teased next weekend!
Saturday rolls around & I am on my knees painting my woman’s gorgeous toenails a dark rose color that goes well with her new Banana Republic gold sandals. She has on a tight summer dress and shows her bare shoulders (with light freckles), her lovely breasts and the generous curve of her ass. We smoke a joint on the ride over, and enter the club. It’s a normal downtown club, very mixed crowd – not a thugged out scene or anything that plays rap that is derogatory to women. We make our way to the bar, with me whispering to her about where the guys are that are checking her out & what they’re looking at. She is loving it, and we‘re having fun. I get a couple of drinks in her & get her to be able to acknowledge the looks she is getting from the guys. It’s going fine, until she gasps. I look at her and say, “what’s wrong?” And she just blushes and looks away. I look where she had looked & I see this light-skinned brother in a real nice suit, who is just a good-looking motherfucker. He sees me looking, and had seen Alyce’s reaction to his handsomeness. I smile at him and turn back to Alyce. “He is really good-looking, it’s okay. He’s like movie-star good-looking, is that why you gasped.” She slammed the rest of her Cosmo.
“Well, I was looking around and I saw that guy. He is really good-looking! Anyway, I saw him first, but he turned & saw me staring at him, and he . . . he . . . he looked me up & down, head to toe, and then looked right at me and he . . . he . . . smiled. I wasn’t prepared for that, for him to be so . . . hot!” She looked at me, and looked panicked. “I’m so sorry, I’m not trying to hurt your feelings!”
I smiled at her & said “baby, it’s okay. My feelings aren’t hurt at all! This is why I brought you here, so you would feel good about yourself and sexy as hell!”
Just then, Mr. Sexy walked up to us. “Excuse me, is everything alright here? I haven’t caused any trouble have I? I assured him that he hadn’t & I introduced us to him. Teddy was his name and he an account exec with an ad agency in town. He bought us drinks and we chatted for a while. After he left us, I could see the swoon in Alyce’s eyes. “You really liked him, didn’t you? He’s kind of like your fantasy guy come to life, isn’t he?” She smiled & looked down. “You know what Alyce, he liked you a whole lot too – I think you’re his type.” She looked up surprised, I thought at me being so understanding.
“You think he liked me?” she said. You think he thought I was pretty?” she was like a high-school girl asking about the quarterback.
“Hold on sweetie” I said as I went off to get Teddy. When I found him, I asked him point blank “Teddy, would you like to come back to our house & make love to my wife? We’ve never done this before but I think we both want to and she’s really taken by you.” I gave him my address before he could answer & I went back to Alyce.
We then left & on our drive-back Alyce asked what I had said to him. She was worried that I had made a scene. I told her I would tell her in bed. When we got home, I turned on all the mood-lights in the bedroom and put music on. When she came in, I embraced her & we swayed there kissing & holding each other. “Alyce, you are going to have the best sex of your life tonight.” She smiled and kissed me & then the doorbell rang. She started and said, “Who the hell is that?”
“Teddy” I answered. “I gave him our address.
She froze & I went to let Teddy in.
