He Fucked Her So Hard She Lost Her Mind

They keep saying we need to be open-minded, that in relationships, it can be beneficial to bring in new partners to break the monotony of the marriage bed. Either a woman or just a man or exchange partners with another equally open couple. All these things start from the desire to experience other things, to get to know other people and to put into practice the various fantasies that are always on your mind. I wanted my wife to be a bit more open to the new, more casual, more porn as I like to say…

In my mind occurred the idea that I wanted her to have sex with another man, who would teach her to be different, that she would be freer when it came to sex. Obviously, I would have liked to be the one who could change her, but I couldn’t. Just as obviously, I would have liked it if I had been there when it happened, but chances were she was uncomfortable. This thought was ingrained in the mind; it grew, it developed, and the desire became more and more acute. I was getting quite excited thinking about it.

I tried to find a suitable man for her, whom I could guide to win her over, giving him the information he needed to get into conversation with her, and from the conversations they had with each other, as intimately as possible, lead to the meeting during which I hoped the two of them would have sex without my wife suspecting anything. Just to believe that it was all circumstantial and the decision was his… If everything was going my way, the next step would have been a threesome—me, her and that man of my choice.

I got turned on immediately thinking about it. I searched for some time for the right person, but no one was right. I wanted a man who was gifted, attractive, respectful, a man who would give pleasure, to take her to the heights of pleasure like maybe I didn’t succeed, but I wish it had happened. A man like that could have been addictive for her, but that’s what I wanted—for her to want him badly, and then the three of us; to be able to watch excitedly as he undressed her, kissed her, touched her and had sex with her, and when the moment demanded it, she would give herself totally to both him and me.

To have a threesome. I was dreaming of these things, but I couldn’t find the right person. I wasn’t worried about my relationship with my wife if this change was going to happen. We had a solid relationship, many years together, based on love and respect—at least that’s what I liked to think. So much did I respect her in that I didn’t have the courage to tell her directly of my fantasies. I had no idea how she would react, knowing her shy, restrained self when it came to sex. The fear of opening up the subject to discuss it openly was instrumental in this bold plan.

And yet, I could feel her wanting something else, but she didn’t have the courage to say what she wanted, either. In our intimate moments, I didn’t forget to make certain allusions. While we were very excited, after a few of her orgasms. I liked to penetrate her vigorously on top of her, her sticking her legs against me, pulling on her breasts, looking into her eyes trying to see her reaction. And I’d tell her:

“You like my dick?”

“Yes,” she was panting back.

“You want a bigger cock to fuck you? Aah…” I asked her, getting even more excited by what she said.

“Yes. yes. I want, love… aah…”

These moments gave me courage that she wanted something else. It offered me hope that this man would make her give in and agree to have sex with him, that he would turn her into his woman, that he would make her addicted to his cock. Knowing that another man would have seen her naked, touched her in the places that only I do would have penetrated her with a sense of responsibility all over, would have ejaculated all over her body, inside her, vaginally, anally or orally.

I really wouldn’t mind. Knowing she was coming from dating him, I would have picked her up and kissed her lovingly all over, without saying anything about their relationship. It would have turned me on to know that another penis had penetrated her all over. We wouldn’t have stopped there. If everything went according to plan, the next step was a threesome. How I wished there was another man in our bed. Both of us focused on her pleasure with touching and caressing, kissing everywhere, getting hot with desire, almost begging us to fuck her. … . …

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