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Our first foray - Epilogue!

Writer’s note: Took a little break for us both to answer some NSFW questions, we hope you enjoy! Also, my wife will be writing some stories going forward - thanks to a friend for the suggestion.

My wife returned home in a hurry. There was a quick conversation about her nails and dinner, but that quickly gave way to what had happened.

My wife (stroking my new hard on in my pants and excited) - ‘So?! Other than the little mishap how was it?’ Me - ‘Oh it was amazing, I loved how into it she was. I couldn’t believe she got back up and got back into it.’ Her - ‘Oh yeah, she’s all about sex, and it seems like she was the perfect first start.’ Me - ‘Absolutely, seems like she’s going to be patient with us and work through it.’ Her - ‘Well, yeah - she thinks you’re fucking gorgeous and she wants to feel you inside her. She can’t stop talking about it.’ Me - ‘I’m flattered, but that’s a little much don’t you think?’ Her - ‘You need to embrace that you’re good at sex and like sex if this is going to work.’ Me (after a few seconds pause) - ‘Can I see the pic she sent?’ Her - ‘Ohhhh, want to see your handy work?’

The picture showed her naked from the waist up, her tits were more covered than I had remembered. The text she sent with it said ‘your husband is a fucking hunk, look at all this cum! I can’t wait to fuck him for real next time.’

I took a quick glance at the texts and they were working on her and I meeting the next day! It was wild, almost surreal.

Me - ‘You want us to meet up again already?’ Her (guiding my hand under her dress) - ‘What do you think?’

Soaked, ready, willing. I sank to my knees, lifted up her dress, and started to eat - oh she tasted perfect.

Her (panting) - ‘God I hope it’s not too wet I just couldn’t stop thinking about it the whole time I was out. I was scared to stand up at the restaurant (she giggled)’

I slipped two fingers in, she moaned, and it didn’t take long before she came. I stood up and took her dress off, then my pants, and forced her down onto the ground.

Me (slapping her face with my cock) - ‘You want to suck this?’ Her - ‘Yes daddy, please!’ Me - ‘Are you a good slut?’ Her - ‘Yesssss, good sluts suck cock!’ Me - ‘No, good sluts let daddy fuck their throat.’

I’m really not sure what had come over me, maybe her saying I needed to embrace the sexuality? Either way, I shoved myself all the way in her throat. She struggled but I held her there until I could tell she needed off, and pulled out.

She gasped and stared at my cock, and then did something I didn’t expect - she opened wide and shoved it in again.

I moaned, hard - it felt really good, and the house was quiet so all I could hear is our breathing and the sound of her soft skin being rammed by my cock. I was somewhat shocked by her focus, but then I realized why - she had been massaging her clit, and she squirted all over the floor.

She then fell hard and curled up. I freaked, and fell with her.

Me (very concerned) - ‘Are you OK?’ Her (whimpering) - ‘Yes and no.’ Me - ‘Let’s go upstairs, get in bed, and relax.’

We took our time, her legs were wobbly, but finally made it upstairs and got in bed. She closed her eyes for about 10 minutes, and then started to talk.

Her - ‘Do you still love me?’ Me - ‘Of course I do. I’ll always love you.’ Her - ‘But this has all been such slutty behavior.’ Me - ‘Well...’ Her - ‘I know, I know. This is all about embracing who we are and sexual things, I’m just talking through it.’ Her - ‘It just scares me how much I like it.’ Me - ‘That’s understandable, I’m still mentally processing what I said to you and how I just shoved my cock in your throat.’ Her - ‘It was perfect. See? Like I never say things like that but, yeah (my name), it was fucking perfect. I mean I SQUIRTED EVERYWHERE.’ Me - ‘When I think back on it, hindsight without the instant concern because of your reaction, it was so hot. You were loving it.’ Her (moving her hand onto my cock, which was again hard) - ‘You really liked it, didn’t you?’ Me (confident) - ‘So did you.’

She pulled the covers back and took me in her mouth again, and started stroking me with her hand. I grabbed my phone and took a pic to send to her friend.

Wife’s friend (via text) - ‘Oh my God how are you hard again?’ Me - ‘I just love sex, haha. And she’s really into it right now.’ Her - ‘I can tell, can’t wait to talk to her later.’

My wife knew that I had just cum about an hour ago, so she went all out by massaging my under carriage area and fingering my ass. I’d say I lasted a few minutes at best before I was cumming in her mouth.

Me (breathing hard) - ‘I love you so much.’ Wife - ‘I love you, too. You don’t think I’m a terrible person?’ Me - ‘No, not at all. Why would I think that?’ Her - ‘I’m not sure, it’s just I know this is all very slutty behavior.’ Me - ‘Which is different from our past, how?’ Her - ‘You don’t have to be so direct, but also I understand - it’s just something new and I’ll have to get used to it.’ Me - ‘Well, what do you like most about it?’ Her - ‘It’s just so open and liberating. I mean you didn’t fuck her, per se, but you had sex with my best friend and I’m soooo turned on by it.’ Her - ‘And you got more dominant with me, so I think you’re embracing it, too.’ Me - ‘I’m trying to move in that direction, because you clearly want it and if I’m being honest - I like it, too.’ Me - ‘What would you change?’ Her - ‘I haven’t had a chance to really delve deep on all aspects, but I know one thing I want - I don’t want to bring you the women, I want you to find them on your own.’

This last part was a bit of a shock to me, because it was her giving up control, but also because I had mentioned in one of our prior conversations that setups such as that were... difficult.

Me - ‘That’s... unexpected. But everything I read said it’s the hardest way to go through this.’ Her - ‘Why?’ Me - ‘A lot of women and couples simply aren’t going to trust you on it.’ Her - ‘We’ll work through it, if you want to do this it has to be that way.’ Me - ‘OK, we’ll figure it out.’

Who was I to say ‘no’?

She took a break to talk to her friend, who I did meet up with the next day. This time we focused on penetration, which was absolutely incredible - we started with missionary, which was just the perfect view of her huge tits bouncing while we fucked. My cock felt so good inside her and we had excellent chemistry.

Eventually, I pushed her legs back and buried myself in her. She screamed.

I rolled her over an pulled her hips up. To my surprise she tried to curve her back.

Me - ‘Oh no, baby, keep that lower back down and your ass up.’

Surprisingly she followed directions quite well, and I shoved myself inside her and started to fuck her hard. It was a dream watching her body shake with every thrust, and her hips felt so good as I grabbed them and pulled her toward me.

She was so wet, listening to the sound of me pounding her must have gotten to my wife. After a few minutes I noticed her looking around the corner, her lips bitten, hand in her pants.

I blew her a kiss, then focused on her friend. I got faster and faster until I pulled out, ripped off the condom, and sprayed my cum all over her back.

She and I collapsed in a spooning position on the couch. My wife had since disappeared, but I fondled one of her tits as we laid there.

Her (still catching her breath) - ‘You took to this more than your wife expected, I think.’ Me - ‘Think so? What did she say?’ Her - ‘She was concerned about both of you getting past your inner restrictions.’ Me - ‘It seems to be a roller coaster, we both seem to be more into it as time goes on, but we also have our setbacks. In the end, though, if a woman like you needs cock I’m not going to back down.’ Her - ‘I’m really glad you didn’t, I can’t wait for next time! But now, it’s time for me to leave.’

She went in the bathroom to clean up, and then came out, kissed me, and left.

After she was gone my wife and I sat down for awhile and discussed what the rules would be. (I can confirm for you, dear reader, that she came during my tryst)

Where my wife and I ended up landing:

1) No one was off limits, but I had to double-check with my wife first 2) The only exception to #1 is if something was in the midst and I didn’t have time to get to her, in which case I would have to explain why 3) Condoms were required for anyone that had more partners than just us 4) Family and work came first 5) We eventually wanted to create a friend group that hung out, but also had sex (we did during our first two years in the lifestyle, have not had success on our return - yet, anyway) 6) A new goal is to find a sister wife for me to get pregnant

Using those rules, we grew, and I’ll tell more in the upcoming stories! I do want to mention that this was roughly 8 years ago, and our first journey in the lifestyle as a couple lasted about 2 years until other life got in the way. As of 6 months ago, we’re looking to rebuild our lifestyle.

Branching out

I couldn’t remember the last time I had slept past 7:30 a.m., and yet I awoke to the sun pouring through the windows. I stretched and checked my phone.

Me - ‘Oh shit, it’s already past 10 a.m.’ Wife (stirring) - ‘Wha... what?’ Me - ‘Wake up baby, it’s past 10 and we need to get ready to get the boys this evening.’ Her - ‘Shit. OK, OK, I need to shower.’ Me - ‘OK, I’ll make coffee and breakfast.’

We kissed and parted ways. I was feeling it that morning and decided to have Alexa play some Black Keys while I put together a little breakfast. Eggs, bacon, toast, and a little coffee - I took it black, while my wife liked cream and sugar.

After about 20 minutes she shuffled in wearing another lingerie nighty, with nothing else. The aroma of scented lotions filled the room when she walked in.

Me (smirking) - ‘Whore lotions and see-through lingerie? Trying to get me worked up at breakfast?’ Her (laughing) - ‘You know me. But remember I have work stuff this afternoon.’ Me - ‘Ohhhh yeah, right right.’

I served her up at the kitchen counter.

Her - ‘Mmmmm, so good.’ Me - ‘Thanks, I know how you like it.’ Her (rolling eyes) - ‘In a mood today, are we?’ Me - ‘Well, yeah, can you blame me?’ Her (giggling) - ‘No I guess I can’t.’ Me (while we ate) - ‘So two things happened last night. I watched some bisexual porn.’ Her (slamming down coffee cup) - ‘Tell me, tell me! Did you like it?!’ Me - ‘I did. I didn’t get instantly hard or anything, but I enjoyed watching it - especially MMF - and eventually it had me massaging my balls. I think it’s something I’ll come around to.’ Her - ‘Ohhhhh that’s so exciting! What’s the other?’ Me - ‘Sam texted me, wants to meet for coffee. I figured I could grab the groceries after you leave, then prep and meet her before I get the boys.’ Her - ‘Ohhhh how fun! Just don’t be late for the boys.’ Me - ‘Oh no, I told her and she actually has to do a ‘kid trade’ as well so we’re both on a deadline.’ Her - ‘Perfect.’ Me - ‘You wouldn’t believe - she watched the security footage of me and (woman’s name), and I told her about the bisexual stuff. She’s into all of it.’ Her - ‘Holy shit that’s hot! Think anything will happen today?’ Me - ‘I don’t think so, I think she just wants to feel me out - and not in a sexual way, haha.’ Her - ‘Mmmmm, more for me then.’

I was sore, but the sight of her in the nighty and the scent of the lotion was too much. I dropped my shorts off, I was already semi, and walked over and presented my cock. She pulled the nighty back to expose her tits and started to suck.

Me - ‘Schhh, ahhh.’ Her (pulling off) - ‘Still a little sore?’ Me - ‘Yeah, not bad, but a little unexpected.’ Her - ‘Gotta work through it, get this cock in stud shape.’ Me (grinning) - ‘Yes ma’am.’ Me - ‘You like the idea of all this pussy gravitating to me?’ Her (muffled) - ‘Mmmmhm’

I let her suck for awhile while I felt up her tits, and then felt her pussy - soaked.

Me - ‘Ohhhh, what has you so worked up?’ Her (pulling off and stroking) - ‘Your cock is so hard, thinking about you fucking Sam. You just have this energy coming off of you.’ Me - ‘Let’s see how much it’s rubbed off on you.’

I shoved two fingers inside her and started to massage the base of her vagina. Through play I had learned how she liked it, a deep massage with pressure on the base and clitoral manipulation. It didn’t take long before she was pushing juices all over the stool and cumming hard.

My wife wanted me to mention this - if you know what you’re doing, it’s REALLY easy to make her cum. Like, almost too easy. It’s one of the reasons she’s so cautious with sex, because the more she cums the more her ‘bimbo’ side comes out and she’s willing to do almost anything. This will really come to light when she does her first story about going to a swingers club.

I swung around and pushed my cock inside her, it was so delicious. She was soaking wet, we had turned off the music because we didn’t like it during sex, so all you could hear was the sound of a wet pussy and heavy breathing.

I grabbed her hair and pulled it while wrapping my other hand and arm around her tits. I pushed myself in as far as I could go.

Her (breathing heavy and grunting) - ‘Oh fuckkkk’

I was giving her slow, shallow strokes. I was already so deep in her I didn’t want it to hurt too much, and I had gotten so worked up I didn’t think I would last very long. I was correct, after just a few minutes I started to cum inside her.

I collapsed on the stool next to her and took her in. She was beautiful, her head rested on her arms on the bar and she breathed heavily.

Me (after a few minutes) - ‘You OK?’ Her - ‘Yeah, I just couldn’t stop thinking about you and other women. It’s intoxicating and it turns me on so much.’ Me - ‘But you’re still buried in your arms?’ Her - ‘Because it still kind of bothers me? It’s not your fault, it’s just something I have to work through.’ Me (now concerned) - ‘Well I’m here if we need to talk.’ Her - ‘Oh, no need. I just keep thinking about what I read the other day - Your kinks are your kinks, repressing them just creates toxic energy. Your pussy doesn’t lie.’ Me - ‘You were very, very wet. I don’t think it’s lying to you.’ Her - ‘No, absolutely not. It’s what I want, I just still have some mental processes to go through.’ Her - ‘I have to go, text Sam and get that set up!’ Me (kissing her) - ‘Yes ma’am!’

She went back to the room to finish getting dressed, so I followed directions.

Me (via text) - ‘Good morning ma’am! Sorry I’m late, things got a little crazy after breakfast this morning haha. Still good for coffee this afternoon?’ Her (few minutes later) - ‘Yes! Haha, better get used to that. If that’s her kink, and you are the way you are, she’s going to want you often to reclaim.’ Me - ‘Not sure what that means, but I’m looking forward to learning haha.’ Me - ‘So, I have to hit the grocery story, usually takes about an hour. I have a 5 p.m. deadline for the boys, so I was thinking we could meet at that coffee place near you around 2? Gives us a few hours, anyway.’ Her - ‘Perfect!’

I went into the bedroom to put on shoes and grab my keys and wallet, and walked out into the garage with my wife.

Her - ‘Did you set it up?’ Me - ‘Yes ma’am. Going to grocery store now, meeting her at 2.’ Her - ‘Can you pull that off?’ Me - ‘Oh yeah, I got this.’ Her - ‘Love the enthusiasm, haha. She OK that you emptied yourself before you left?’ Me - ‘Yeah, again pretty sure she just wants to meet and have a more private, easy-going conversation.’ Her - ‘Fair enough! Good luck my love, see you later.’ Me - ‘I love you.’

I rushed through the grocery store, of course I forgot some things and had to go back that night, but I had good reason. I got home, unloaded, took a quick shower, and was back out the door and on time for 2.

She was late, so I ordered some fruit and a water and her request of a green tea. When she arrived I was immediately taken aback - her hair was done, makeup on, wearing a crop top (no bra), jeans, and small-heeled sandals.

Being a tit man, I also noticed that hers were bigger than I remembered at the bar.

Me (stammering) - ‘Hey... hey there. Here’s your tea.’ Her (giggling) - ‘Problem?’ Me - ‘I think I expected more of a ‘lazy Sunday’ look, especially since you worked late, but you look incredible!’ Her (visibly pleased) - ‘This is my ‘lazy Sunday’ look, it’s what I prefer. Never know when some good pussy or dick might be available.’ Me - ‘Well damn.’ Her - ‘You’ll see. It will be surprising, if you present yourself in such a way, how much more sexual attention you’ll get.’

That comment struck me, because my wife had made it as well. I did notice the barista’s eyes lingering on me, and maybe it was because my wife had directed me to go through the full process - shower, shave, hair, good clothes, nice but comfortable shoes.

Me - ‘I look forward to learning more oh great wizard.’ Her (rolling eyes) - ‘Smartass.’ Me - ‘It’s a habit, and sometimes a detriment. I was reserved last night but after the ‘dumbest smart person’ comment I figure I’d need to let that go.’ Her (giggling) - ‘Fair enough.’ Me - ‘So what’s the deal with kid pickup? Thought yours were grown?’ Her - ‘Good question - niece. My sister is also divorced and we live together. As a nurse and bartender combo, we help each other when we can.’ Me - ‘Ah, and does she...?’ Her - ‘Haha, another good question. Does she know what I do? Yes. Does she participate? Not really. Does she judge? No.’ Me - ‘What does not really mean?’ Her - ‘There have been a few guys that caught her eye and I shared. Never lasted long because most of these guys are just looking for sex, and she’s out of her ‘sex phase,’ so-to-speak.’ Me - ‘I’m guessing she did the opposite of you? Got into a career, didn’t marry, did her sexual stuff early?’ Her - ‘Exactly. It’s why our living situation works so well, and I have a private entrance so my niece doesn’t have to know.’ Me - ‘Why did she divorce?’ Her - ‘Tough story. She had gone through her sex phase, husband hadn’t. They were actually a great match on paper, but he wanted more and she was focused on work and their kid. He asked for permission, ‘hall pass’ or whatever, to get it out of his system and she didn’t agree.’ Her - ‘So he took matters into his own hands and got caught.’ Me - ‘So it blew up?’ Her - ‘In a way I sympathize with both of them. I understand her concerns, but I talked to her about it and she was very hypocritical to do that to him considering her history.’ Her - ‘She also told me he sucks in bed and just figured he’d eventually lose interest anyway. I said she should have let him experience that, it would have been better.’ Her - ‘But here we are.’

We spent the next hour talking about our past and work. It was surprised how much we had in common, and I found myself getting more and more attracted to her as time went on.

Her (laughing and finishing her second tea) - ‘This has been nice. How much time do we have left?’ Me - ‘I’ve got to leave in about 45 minutes.’ Her - ‘Oh! Then why don’t you walk me to my car?’ Me - ‘Oh, you need to leave now?’ Her - ‘Haha. You’re kidding? Are we not going to do SOMETHING?’

I was taken aback, I really just thought we were meeting for coffee and to get to know each other - and yet here I was, on the verge of getting laid again.

Me - ‘Oh, well, yeah.’ Her - ‘You thought we were just meeting to get to know each other?’ Me - ‘Yeah, I guess I kind of did. I definitely got the ‘I like sex’ vibe, but I figured you were going to size me up.’ Her (grabbing my hand and pulling me out the door) - ‘Well now you know better. Dumbest smart person I’ve ever met I swear.’ Me (in the parking lot) - ‘What does that mean?’ Her - ‘I literally got to know you at the bar, watched you bull fuck a really sexy woman in the lifestyle, and then you told me you had sex with your wife just the morning after? What more is there to size up?’ Her (laughing) - ‘I just wonder if you have anything left in the tank.’

She pulled me to her car in the alley behind the shop. She opened the back door and hopped in, I went around and got in the other side. I hadn’t even finished closing the door before she laid a kiss on me.

She tasted like strawberries, and there was something more to it - a passion that I only felt with my wife. She pulled off and stared at me.

Me - ‘You feel it, too?’ Her (breathing heavily) - ‘Yeah. That’s...’ Me - ‘What we want.’

I kissed her again, and things got very aggressive. She started rubbing my cock through my jeans and I just felt every inch of her I could - groping her tits, rubbing her round but firm ass, and finally unbuttoning her jeans and sliding my hand down her thigh.

She moaned.

Me - ‘Mmmmm, you like that.’ Her - ‘Yes, but I can tell you’re having some trouble.’ Me - ‘Yeah look, I’m sorry...’ Her (smirking) - ‘Don’t worry, I can fix that. Take off your pants.’

I very aggressively removed my pants and looked at my cock. Poor guy had been through a lot, I thought, but he was trying. She took off her clothes and opened her center console and pulled out a bottle.

Me - ‘Lube? You just carry that around?’ Her (smirking) - ‘Never know when it’ll come in handy.’ Her - ‘Swing this way.’

I moved my hips all the way onto the seat, she pulled my right leg up and put it on the back of the chair, and shifted my left leg against the front seat.

Her - ‘Relax.’ Me - ‘I’m not sure what...’ Her - ‘Relax.’

She pulled my cock and balls back, and stuck her tongue in my ass.

Me - ‘Oh, oh fuck. What...’ Her - ‘Relax.’

Her tongue felt good, I was surprised how good, frankly. After a minute she started to stroke my cock - I was sore, but the whole sensation felt amazing.

After awhile, she pulled away and put lube on her finger, rubbing it around my asshole. Then she lubed her finger again.

Me - ‘What are you...’ Her - ‘Relax.’

She put my cock back into her hand, and slid her finger in my ass. There was a moment of discomfort, but after she pushed all the way through my cock shot up like a rocket.

Her (smirking and fingering me) - ‘That’s what we wanted.’ Me (breathing heavily) - ‘Oh fuck, what the hell is this?’ Her - ‘You’re interested in bisexual stuff, this is a good start, and there’s so many nerve endings in there. And if I push right here.’

She pressed on my prostate and the feeling was so intense. She kept fingering me and started sucking me, it was almost too much - my eyes crossed and I let out this massively guttural moan.

She stopped and made a move to mount me.

Me - ‘No condom?’ Her - ‘No, I want to feel you.’

I didn’t argue, I couldn’t, I had reached this place that I had only ever reached with my wife. Her pussy swallowed me up and it was ecstacy.

Me - ‘Oh god you’re so tight.’ Her - ‘Your cock feels so good.’

Our eyes stayed locked the entire time as we moved our hips back and forth. The breathing was heavy, intense, I could feel every bit of her pussy massaging my cock as I watched her tits bounce and her chest heave.

I couldn’t hold it, I sprayed cum inside her.

Her - ‘Oh my fucking god you’re cumming. Oh it’s so warm.’

I couldn’t believe it, the shock, the ecstacy, the passion, and it was all just so random but also amazing.

She laid down on top of me, leaving my cock in. Her pussy was so warm and I could feel her juices running down it.

Me - ‘You’re OK with me cumming inside you?’ Her - ‘Yeah, that wasn’t going to end any other way. It was perfect.’ Me - ‘But...’ Her - ‘Oh don’t worry, my tubes are tied and I’ll take a morning after if it makes you feel better.’ Me - ‘If you say so. Fuck, that was so hot. We have...’ Her - ‘A connection? Abso-fucking-lutely. That was the best sex I’ve had in awhile.’ Me - ‘But you didn’t cum?’ Her (giggling) - ‘That’s quite alright. I’m more of a pleaser, anyway, but it takes some effort to get me there. I’ll teach you, but in the meantime my vibrator will have me there in no time later thinking about this.’

I laid there for a brief minute, before grabbing my phone.

Me - ‘Shit, I have to go.’ Her - ‘I know, go ahead and get dressed.’

I got dressed and hopped out, she did the same and jumped in the driver’s seat.

Me - ‘This was, pretty amazing.’ Her (smiling) - ‘Damn straight it was. I like you (my name) and I hope this continues.’ Me - ‘After that? Damn straight it will.’

She kissed me, rolled up the window, and drove off. I walked to my car, pulled onto the highway, and called my wife.

Her - ‘Heading for the boys?’ Me - ‘Yes ma’am, with plenty of time to spare. How’s it going on your end?’ Her - ‘Good, we are done and they have an idea of where they want to go next.’ Her - ‘How did it go with Sam?’ Me - ‘Well...’ Her - ‘Ohhh y’all fucked didn’t you?’ Me - ‘How did you know?’ Her - ‘(other woman’s name) could tell y’all had something, she texted me about it when I told her you were going to coffee. We both knew something would happen.’ Me - ‘Guess I’m the oblivious one.’  Me - ‘But, there’s more...’ Her - ‘What do you mean?’