The Story of a Life...

What follows is not a pornographic story, nor is it a fantasy I'd like to live. It's the summary of my life with the girl who first became my girlfriend, then my fiancée, and now my wife. I met her when I was 19 and she was 18. At first, of course, I struggled just to win a single kiss from her, but by the time she turned 18, I had already managed to slip my hand into her shirt and caress her then-unripe breasts. In less than a year of phone sex and mutual masturbation, my hands were exploring every opening in her clothes, fondling the most hidden corners of her body. This situation didn't just turn me on—I ruthlessly jerked off every night, imagining her perky tits and stiff nipples, dreaming of her wet, virgin pussy and her tight, soft ass.

It turned her on too. She began giving me live phone shows, masturbating while I listened, fingering her pussy carefully so as not to lose her virginity that way. This torment—for both of us—lasted a little under a year. She had barely turned 18 when the teasing paid off. It was one evening in a park when she first dropped to her knees, unzipped my young jeans, and pulled out my bright red, rock-hard cock. She played with it for a moment, then finally took it into her mouth, not really knowing what she was doing.

Soft blowjobs, a few lessons on sucking, and me fingering her—that was the next phase of our sex life, lasting no more than three months. Once a woman has tasted cock, once a man has slipped fingers into a pussy, it's hard to keep them apart from each other's holes. So, after much persuasion and talking to this innocent, sexually inexperienced girl—who had insisted on staying a virgin for more than 18 years—I pulled off the big trick. I convinced her, yes, to remain a virgin, but why not give me her tight little ass? We could fuck, she could fully orgasm, and still remain a virgin, just as she so desperately wanted… Bullshit… The truth is I didn't expect her to agree, but I was at my best when whispering into her mind, seducing her with the idea that "virginity means pussy—ass is something else, baby." And when you truly believe the lie you're selling, won't the other person believe it too? And she agreed…

The first time my baby felt a cock entering any hole in her body other than her mouth, it was through her tight little ass. Her anal canal provided some natural lubrication, and my cock was already soaked from unbearable arousal, so the first penetration could be said to have left her with anything but a traumatic experience. From then on, shortly after her 18th birthday and for less than a year, fucking my 18-year-old girl wasn't a daily routine, but at least a thrice-weekly activity for me. I had properly stretched her tight hole with my 18 cm cock when finally she realized the futility of it all, and one afternoon in a borrowed apartment, she opened her rosy, virgin pussy and let a cock enter deep inside for the first time. Our fingers had done good preparation, so blood and pain were almost nonexistent—though the arousal was immense. For both of us. Around this point, perhaps, the details stop mattering so much, since from age 19 (and a bit less) and for many years after our marriage, we gave and took each other in every imaginable place. I fucked my baby everywhere—from nightclub and ship toilets to storage rooms in relatives' shops, from strangers' backyards to parks and groves, from her house to mine, from the sea to my inflatable pool and borrowed cars!

Everywhere… When you've had a girl since she was 18, when you've had her take your cock in her mouth so early, when she takes your dick in her ass at 18 and you fuck her every way at 18, you start feeling satiated early on—understandable, isn't it? That's exactly how I began to feel, quite quickly. Once I'd done everything with her, I started thinking of new ways to heighten my arousal during sex with my now-fiancée. Photographing her in hot, erotic—not pornographic—poses was the first new game that made me see our love life differently. Those erotic shots later turned into full-on porn, with my girl staring straight into the camera as she sucked my cock, sitting on my dick with the lens pointed right at us, and me feeling my cock grow harder and bigger each time—not just from seeing her, but especially when I took the films to be developed! That's when the first thought occurred to me: someone else seeing my girl naked and getting fucked, and how insanely turned on that spectator must be.

Or rather, maybe it had already happened years earlier, but I hadn't realized it until then. Perhaps it first occurred when I was fucking my baby's ass one afternoon in a "hidden" seaside spot (a mere three meters from the main road…) and her close friend (who was crazy about her) must have seen us, because my cock turned to steel when my anxious girl confessed, "I think ... saw us. He's been leaving me suggestive messages—oh, what should I do?" To comfort her, I took her out for a walk and tore her pussy and ass open again, came inside her twice in a little forest, and still hadn't cooled off from the arousal flooding me at her words and the images I imagined—of that poor bastard watching the girl he'd desired for years finally getting her ass fucked by another man. After countless fucks and miles of film, marriage came and the "team" disbanded. At first, anal sex stopped due to childbirth (damn the idiot who told her she might have problems during delivery if her ass had been stretched out like a sieve by my cock). Then, daily pussy-fucking also stopped, replaced by occasional fun fucks two or three times a week. Eventually, it settled into sex for fun once a week, maybe even less often… By then, we were no longer carefree individuals in our late teens, early twenties, or even mid-twenties, overflowing with lust. We were parents to our child, in our thirties, crushed by responsibilities, work stress, and our schedules. In difficult times, the demons creep in—and that's exactly when I began looking at old photos, jerking off to memories of wild fucks in incredible places during our youth, until I became a slave to my own fantasies.

Which might not have been new, might have timidly appeared several years earlier but had then been subdued by our fully satisfying sex life, but now had found fertile ground. And these fantasies wanted a lot, far too much… They wanted to be satisfied at their very first “request,” wanted my girl to become an object of observation in erotic poses, naked, during sex. With technology helping, a few photos from the past and some new ones being uploaded to adult-content websites, I won the first battle with my fantasies, but every war always has its victims. And the victim was my mind, because the comments I read made me lose focus from my hard-on and turned me into prey for a new wave of fantasies: “Well, these guys are so turned on they can actually see her getting fucked—how would I feel if I saw her getting fucked??????!!!!!!!!”. A few articles about swingers, some old fantasies resurfacing, and here came my new fantasies, which had now completely taken over my mind. I couldn’t stop thinking about my girl taking another man, me watching her and jerking off like I was eighteen again, and in the end, the two of us taking her together with the “other,” my imaginary lover. A 25 cm vibrator briefly brought new excitement to our bed, which had now caught fire again, my unspoken fantasies playing the leading role in my mind.

Peak moment? One hot, incredibly horny night, just like back in our… younger days, when she didn’t just let me sink my enormous latex cock all the way—millimeter by millimeter—into her pussy while she gave me an amazing blowjob, but in the end also accepted me into her ass, tight from years of inactivity, so I could cum by emptying my entire hard cock deep into her little ass, with the giant dildo still firmly impaled inside her pussy!!!! Any conversations about swinging or partner-swapping I occasionally brought up, whether in front of friends or alone, culminating in my casual remark, “You know there are many people who do group sex and partner exchange?” received only one reaction from her: “Freakssss, oh my, oh my!” Total disappointment for me… The fact that she’s never cheated on me and I’m the first and only cock she’s ever had, the fact that she bluntly declares such things are freakish abnormalities—ultimately, is that a blessing or a curse??????? No progress has been made anymore. For the past two years, my sole goal has been to find a way to see my girl surrendering to another cock, to share her, to fulfill even this last and most extreme, crazy, “abnormal,” as some call it, fantasy of mine.

But I don’t want to risk losing her, so I resort to every trick and scheme to fish out the answer to my question: Is she truly this turned on by everything in bed herself, or is she just satisfying my tastes while remaining an extremely conservative woman in sex, one who firmly shuts down anyone who approaches her for the first time? And if that’s the case, why, when I once insisted like a Gestapo interrogator that she tell me her fantasies (hoping they’d include a third person!!!), did she answer that she sometimes fucks herself with the vibrator when I’m away and “I imagine you fucking me in the ass in the car, and I sit with my pussy impaled on the car’s gearshift”!!!!!!!

My latest idea? I bought her a sexual “toy”—ben wa balls. Goal? For her to insert them into her little pussy, then go out with them inside, letting them tease and fuck her all night, while we drink and she melts into a puddle from arousal and successive orgasms. Will something then change in her behavior? Will she become more receptive to the looks she’ll attract? Will she loosen up in bed? Although if then (today, tomorrow, in ten days or a month, surely during summer and most likely on vacation) I fail to take one step forward in the crazy game I’m playing in my mind—to make my wife cheat on me and then have group sex together—I’ll make a decision. I’ll remain a cursed man with a faithful wife who’ll never live out his fantasy!!!!!!

* P.S.: I understand that the overwhelming majority of stories published here concern fictional encounters and written fantasies of the website’s readers, intended to satisfy other readers’ senses. But everything above is nothing less than the truth, the sexual life of a couple right next door to you. Read it with that in mind, and react and comment accordingly. Thank you.