I mentioned in my introduction thread that I had started dating recently, but I thought it would be fun to elaborate and share my husband’s and my recent experiences.

We’ve been open most of our relationship, but aside from the rare occasion, we always have played together whether it was with another person or couple.

Ever since finding this site and reading about other people’s relationships, I’ve been fantasizing about finding a boyfriend of my own. B and I aren’t into the whole “you can’t satisfy me so I’m getting it somewhere else” aspect of a lot of what we’ve read here, but the idea of taking his teasing and denial to another level really excited us. So far, I’ve been on three dates with two guys, and it’s been so much fun!

B and I have PIV sex pretty regularly, but he’s only allowed to come once a month. Aside from that, he gets relief from anal play. Well, while we were having sex a couple weeks ago, I started telling him about the man I’d gone out with that week. I told him about how romantic the evening was and how I was sopping wet by the time we made it to the hotel room.

I talked him through every detail of the evening. How this man had sent shivers down my spine, kissing the crook of my neck while he unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor. How I had kissed up and down his chest and stomach, nibbling on him while undoing his belt and pants, rubbing his cock through his underwear.

By the time I got to my date stretching me open with his cock that was the biggest I’ve ever had (it wasn’t really, but I knew this would drive B wild), he was practically hyperventilating. I pulled him into me and whispered “he filled me so deep, I felt like I couldn’t even breathe. God I wish he was stretching my pussy open right now.” That pushed him over the edge. I’ve never felt B fuck me so desperately. He finished inside me even though it wasn’t his night to come. I could’ve pushed him out of me, but I was feeling generous.

He has to clean me with his mouth whenever he gets to orgasm, so after his head stopped spinning, he climbed between my legs and licked up his mess. While he was lapping up his cum, he kept apologizing for coming without my permission. I just smiled, ran my hand through his hair, and said “oh don’t worry, sweetie. I’ll let you know your punishment in the morning.”

So, suffice to say, I'm really glad I found this site. While a lot of what's preached here isn't right for us, it's encouraged us to branch out and try some new things.