first we talk-then we fuck

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first, we talk….

Time is rough on relationships. The more time spent together, the more things become normal and usual. The rush of new discoveries, new bodies and new minds tends to fade as you begin learning every possible aspect of each other. Lately, Sylvanus and I have had a push and pull. Things have been off balance.

Last night, Sylvanus and I started talking. We seem to have our most open and honest conversations at night while in bed together. The topics of threesomes and foursomes came up. He was trying to figure out where I stood in all of it. He was beginning to feel that he was making things happen and dragging me along. He asked if I wanted more to happen. Wanted to know more if I wanted to see Vic again.

I confessed to not knowing how to answer that. You see… I’m a happily married woman… how do I confess to absolutely wanting to fuck another man? I shouldn’t be so thrilled or excited about it. That hurts feelings right? I mean, I’m still getting used to the idea that Sylvanus wants to share me with others. Is what I’m doing really ok? Doesn’t that make me greedy to be indulging in such activities, when we have not found another girl to make a FMF threesome?

What happened next truly opened my eyes and my heart….

Sylvanus began explaining to me that he is not indulging me. He is not simply going along with this and stomaching the results. He told me how much he LOVES watching me with another man. He likes my mouth on his cock while I am getting railed by another man from behind. He loves making me suck another man’s cock. What can I say? I love it too. And before last night, I wasn’t able to truly express that. I thought it was greedy and wrong of me, but Sylvanus is ordering me to be greedy. He wants me to be happy. He has noticed that fulfilling my wishes has only improved our life together.

He even went so far as to express he would love to send me off with another man for an overnight stay… even Vic if he would like. However, Sylvanus would not enjoy being home twiddling his thumbs. Naturally, he would also like to indulge in his own night. I can’t blame him. I know I wouldn’t want to sit at home wondering what he is up to. I’d rather be occupied myself.

So this brings me to the next part… finding a woman for Sylvanus (and me). Ok before you go saying.. “mina you can’t be ok with giving sylvanus a woman just because you want a night out with another man.” just stop right there. That’s not what this is about. Just the way this post is coming together. I want to give Sylvanus exactly the same that he gives me. *I* won’t feel things are fair until I do this for him. Even though he insists he would be just as happy if I never am ok, I am not ok with not giving him this. That’s my own opinion.

After hearing Sylvanus open up his heart and express how deeply he wants all these things for me, it made a shift happen within me. I admit that it has been hard imagining letting another woman have her way with Sylvanus and he with another woman. I admit to feeling a tinge of jealousy. After our talk though, I am seeing a change occur. He loves me… ME. He married me… ME. Even if he indulges in the pleasures of another woman, it does not mean that he thinks her pleasures are better than mine. How do I know this? Even though I have very much enjoyed my time with Vic (and found it pleasurable) , I still adore being with my husband more.  I think deep down, I am afraid to see him enjoy another woman more than me. I’ll admit it. I think that’s what is holding me back. But, suddenly, that doesn’t seem to matter any more. It’s impossible. Sure he can enjoy the newness of a body and an experience, but in the end, it’s me he loves and me he stays with, and me he’s going to fuck silly when she walks out the door. My only requirement, is that she be bisexual. I want to be able to have fun with her too, but she can have her time with him as well.

Before drifting off to sleep, I confessed to Sylvanus that it would be so much better if Vic, he and I all became really good friends. More so, that it would be beneficial if he and Vic started talking a lot more. With a wicked grin, I told him, I liked the thought of the two of them ganging up and having their way with me. Of being restrained with the under-the-bed-restraints and having each of them doing… whatever they wished. Sylvanus grabbed my hand and shoved it underneath the sheets where it was met by his hard erection. “If there was any doubt to how much I really enjoy seeing you with another man..look what happened just at the thought of you being restrained and the two of us using you!”

My hand lingered on his erection, gently running my fingertips up and down, caressing the head. Until I finally said, “It would be a shame to let such an erection go to waste.” He agreed. I said that I knew just where to put it.

then, we fuck…

With my face to the pillow, I raise my hips, getting on my knees, pushing my ass out and opening my legs. I moan and purr as I feel his hand run up my thigh and between my legs. His fingers caress my pussy lips and I moan loudly. His fingers tease the wetness and I hungrily push into him. His finger plunges into me and I lose all control. I am a bitch in heat. My moans grow louder and I pant. You can hear the sexual desire growling from my throat. He fucks me hard with his fingers, making me hunger for even more.

He moves behind me and I become and absolute whore. “yes yes yes,” I moan as I feel him behind me. His hand guides his cock head to my wet cunt and I want it badly. I push into him as he pushes into me. He breaks the resistance and I feel his cock embraced within my folds. I groan loudly as he begins fucking me. I hear the slapping of skin against skin. My mind becomes crazy with the desire of feeling his hard cock within me. I lose myself and the filth spills forth. “Fuck me hard.” I repeat myself over and over. “Yes, like that. Come on baby. Fuck me. Fuck your cunt. Fuck your whore.” He groans. “Yeah. that’s right, fuck your whore. Fucking cum inside my pussy. I want you to cum.” With a loud groan I feel him push into me and the hard pulsations massage my muscles as he spills his seed within me. Panting, he slowly pulls away. My hips begin grinding and my moans become aching purrs.

He releases me and moves beside me. I am hungry. I need to cum. My hips grind in the air, my clit barely brushing the sheets below. I am so sensitive I felt I could cum. Sylvanus slides his hand between my thighs and I feel his finger rest against my clit. I fucked him. I ground my clit against his finger. I felt the pleasure build and lessen. Over and over it felt fantastic and then it would fade. Until, finally the torrent of pleasure hit me and I ground hard against his finger and brought myself to orgasm. I screamed out my pleasure as I felt the rhythmic clamping of my muscles. Panting, I relax into the bed as Sylvanus slides his hand away.

“yeah all of that. Let’s make that happen.” *sigh*