The Reveal
Something I learned not too long ago is just when you think you know your spouse very well; you find something out about them that just blows your mind. I had that happen with my wife, Liz, not too long ago.
I've been married to Liz for 8 years now and I met her when she was just 23. Liz is very petite, about 5 ft tall, with a cheerleader's athletic body, small pert breasts, brown hair and beautiful brown eyes. She is classy, spontaneous and fun loving and she's also a private person. For example, in all our years together I've never been able to get her to tell me much about her sexual experiences with other men.
For me, it was always an incredible turn-on to hear a girlfriend tell me sex stories about her and another lover. I found it so exciting and it was something that only a few former girlfriends would oblige me on. When they did, it was the best foreplay and I always had tremendous orgasms in the sex that followed their confessions! Once or twice, Liz told me a few things about who she'd slept with before me but she wouldn't tell me any of the intimate details. It was so disappointing, because she's very detail-oriented and remembers the smallest specifics about everything. But I think she considered it unlady-like to discuss her past sexual life, until one incredible evening.
We had invited some good friends, Al and Jeanine, over to our house for dinner. They were long time, fun-loving friends and what we liked about them was that we could talk about anything. In the course of that evening, we drank 3 bottles of wine. We got totally trashed and all of us were feeling so good and SOOO uninhibited. Absolutely nothing was threatening to talk about and, soon enough, the topics turned to sex.
Al asked the obligatory skinny-dipping question and all of us chattered about nude swimming and streaking events from our past, to much laughter. I asked who among us had ever flashed somebody in a public place. Again, all 4 of us had done it at sometime or another; in a grocery store, from a moving car, Jeanine said she had even done it in a crowded College library while a boyfriend took her picture. Then Al upped the ante and asked us each to recount the best sexual experience we had ever had. I confessed that mine was a spontaneous blowjob from a college girlfriend in my parent's den while they were just upstairs. Jeanine said it was a sexual romp on her desk over lunchtime. We all laughed hard at that one. Al challenged Liz to tell her about the most memorable sex she ever had outside of me. I'll give it to Al that he loved controversy and I couldn't wait to hear what Liz would say.
After a moment, Liz blurted out; "When I was 22, I worked for this guy who used to be a professional masseuse. Well one day he gave me a massage and I ended up sleeping with him. It was definitely memorable...he had the biggest cock I'd ever seen."
There was loud laughter from Al and Jeanine. I was blown away; I had never heard this story and I was inwardly dying to hear all the details. Even as I was laughing, my mind was racing as I tried to play detective with what she had said moments ago. She'd had several jobs in her twenties. Which boss was this and when did it happen? Al went to get some more wine from the kitchen and Jeanine followed him. When they came out, they told us that they were going to go right home and act out a few fantasies that involved handcuffs, again to much laughter from all of us.
After Al and Jeanine left, it was just Liz and I sitting on the couch in our den and we were feeling so good from the wine and a really warm glow pervaded between us. Needless to say, I wanted to hear much, much more about this while Liz's inhibitions were down. It was hard to hide how excited I was and it felt like my heartbeat was the loudest sound in the room
So, nervously, I reopened the discussion with the most non-threatening line I could think of: "So, tell me about this incredible sex you had.... who was the guy?"
I wish I had thought of something a little less direct but, to my surprise,
Liz looked at me from across the couch and replied in a matter-of-fact but calm voice; "It was Steve, you remember him?"
"You mean the guy you worked for when you were right out of college? The financial planner?
"Yeah...that's the guy", she said
I sure did remember him. Liz worked for him early on when we were just starting to date. Steve was a divorced guy in his 30s with a couple of kids. Sometimes she played tennis with him and it was something I didn't mind since I didn't play. He was a nice-looking guy and very athletic but I never got the vibes that Liz was anything other than his employee and sometime tennis partner... I guess I was wrong.
So, I continued, hoping she would answer me and not clam up; "When did this, uh, event happen, and were we dating then?"
She made eye contact and then looked away; "Yeah, you were around but it was the summer when we had just started dating...we weren't "exclusive" yet, remember? It happened in July, I think, over that weekend you went fishing with your friends. Anyway, we had played tennis that morning and there was a party at my house that afternoon that my roommates and I were throwing so I invited him. He just hung out and drank some beers like at any other summer party."
"So, you hooked up with him at the party?" I said, "how did it happen?"
"Well, it didn't start like I was attracted to him or anything...we were just standing around talking and somehow we got on the topic of what we all did over summers during College. Steve told us that he worked in a health spa at a Country Club during college summers so he could get free tennis lessons from the pro. He also learned massage from the club masseuse and he became very good at it, so he was eventually added to the staff as a full-fledged masseuse. He said he made great money that summer by giving massages to club members, both men and women"
and so...he offered to give you a massage?", I interjected
"No, it was the other way around!!" Liz laughed, "I asked him if he would give me one. I always loved massages and my girlfriend and I used to give each other massages in college that sometimes lasted for an hour. I was fascinated that Steve had been a masseuse, so half-jokingly, I told him that anytime that he wanted to give me one, I was up for it! Then he said; "Sure, how about now?" I had a great buzz on from the party and I thought, why not? I knew it'd make me feel great after the morning's tennis workout. It was still early afternoon and most of the partygoers were out in the back yard so the house was pretty much empty. We agreed that we'd go inside and he would give me a massage and then we'd rejoin the party."
She stopped and took a long sip on her beer. I sensed she was finding this conversation as exciting as I was. So far, she wasn't holding anything back but I didn't know if she would tell me or even remember the details about having sex with Steve. I figured the best thing I could do was to continue to seize the moment. As long as I continued to be open and loving in pursuing this, maybe she'd tell me what I wanted to know. The art was in keeping the mood of warmth and acceptance and also helping her along with the reveal by asking the right questions.
"What happened next?" I asked.
"He told me all he needed for this a bed, a sheet and some body lotion would be good, too. I found a bottle of lotion and a sheet from our bathroom closet and took Steve upstairs to my bedroom. He said he'd wait outside while I got undressed and under the sheet and to let him know when I was ready. So, I stripped down to my panties and lay down on my stomach. I pulled the sheet over me and asked Steve to come in."
I took a deep breath and asked a very loaded question; "It must have felt pretty exciting to be almost naked under that sheet when Steve came in, I mean...it's almost like you were getting ready for sex."
Liz smiled and got up from the couch and excused herself. She left the room.
I thought, oh shit, I pushed her too hard on this and now she'll shut down. I heard her making some noise out in the kitchen. She came out with another bottle of white wine and a large candle and put them down on the coffee table next to the couch. She bent to fill our glasses and light the candle and went over and turned off the overhead light in the room. So far Liz hadn't said a word. Standing by the glowing candlelight, she off her top and bra and stepped out of her shorts and panties. She sat down on the couch in front of me and curled her legs underneath her. The nipples on her small breasts were erect and her pubic area was shaved down to just a small brown patch above her pussy lips. Her small, athletic body was as toned and athletic as it was when she was in her early 20s. Her body glistened with a hint of sweat, no doubt generated by our highly charged sexual conversation.
"I just thought it would be more exciting if we had this discussion naked....so, you take your clothes off, too..."
I nodded, realizing that she was in control of this fantasy now. God, I was so excited at what lay ahead. There is nothing in this world more exciting than having your wife nude in front of you, telling you about having sex with another man. I took off my shirt and kicked off my jeans and briefs and joined her on the couch.
"You asked me if it was exciting to be being naked under the sheet while Steve was massaging me? Liz's eyes crinkled with delight and she took a sip of beer. "It was very exciting, I wanted him to touch me and admire my body...I just had no idea this would end up where it did when I got out of my clothes for the massage"
"Tell me about the massage, how did it start?" I asked
"He pulled the sheet away from my back and started to massage my shoulders. I guess I had more tension than I thought 'because he spent a lot of time there and it felt wonderful. I got so relaxed. Then he worked his way down my spine, working each little vertebra. All the time we were talking and I was just enjoying the experience of being touched by a guy who knew how to give a very relaxing massage and I didn't realize that it was turning me on."
"What did you do to let him know you were turned on?" I asked, sipping my beer and trying not to make this sound like a cross-examination.
"I decided to show him what the sheet was hiding but make it look like an accident. So, when he began to massage my legs, I got up on my elbows to sip my beer so that my breasts were exposed. I saw Steve notice but he kept on with the massage. He tried not to be obvious about it but I could tell by a change in his breathing that he was aroused."
She continued; "He had already worked on my calves, so he moved the sheet down to cover my legs and started to massage my butt. He used his fingertips to push hard against my butt muscle until all the soreness from our morning tennis game just evaporated. It was a great technique and it made me feel so relaxed. Then he asked me to turn over so he could do my upper thighs and when I did, I pulled my panties off and arranged the sheet carelessly so that he could see everything down there.... I wanted to seduce him". Then he pulled the sheet off of me altogether and wet his hands with lotion. He started massaging my thighs and..."
"What did he do next?" I asked.
"He worked on my thighs for awhile and then...he put his hand between my legs and slowly put his finger inside me. I rubbed his hand to let him know I liked it. "
"I don't even remember him taking off my clothes but the next thing I knew we were both naked and kissing and Steve was exploring me with his fingers ...it felt wonderful!!"
I remembered that Liz had sometimes babysat his children and it was surreal to imagine the two of them naked on her bed, and Steve's fingers were inside her pussy, making her female juices flow.
"Tell me about his body, what was it like?" I asked.
"Steve had a nice body and I knew he did from playing tennis with him. He had muscular arms and a hairy chest, slim legs." She paused and sipped her beer.
My heart was racing and I couldn't believe what I heard myself say; "so tell me about his penis...how well hung was this guy?"
She looked at me in disbelief. Maybe she wondered how this detail would add to my excitement. Liz took a deep breath and continued with her story;
"Steve was hard when he lay down on top of me so I couldn't see it, but when I felt it rubbing against my body, I could tell it was really big. While we were making out on the bed I reached down and ran my hand over it. It was long and thick. I remember thinking "wow...it's enormous! I can't believe that Steve could hide that huge cock in his tight tennis shorts."
My heart was pounding so loud I didn't know what to say next, so I stammered: "So, what did you do next? Tell me every detail you can remember!"
I had my hands around my cock and was masturbating. Liz didn't seem to mind.
She continued; "we were groping each other on the bed and then he moved down and put his tongue inside my pussy. I let him go down on me for a long time...it was heaven! After awhile, I let him know I wanted to do the same for him so he switched around" She looked away again and I could tell this embarrassed her but I was going to get every detail I could and I didn't hold back."
I gulped and said; "go on."
"I had never had a really well-endowed lover like Steve before and I couldn't take him in very far because he was so big. I could tell he was very excited...I guess he couldn't believe that his faithful office assistant was giving him a blowjob."
Liz got quiet.
I took a deep breath and asked; "Did he come in our mouth?"
I put my hand on Liz's leg and moved up. I caressed her pussy lips which were already soaking wet.... she was just as excited as I was.
"No, not exactly, I felt him get so incredibly hard and I could taste something...I didn't want the sex to end like this so I so I pulled off of him, but..."
I gulped, and Liz continued:
"just then, I felt his penis shuddering in my hands....and he came all over my breasts"
I was masturbating the both of us. "Go on.", I said breathlessly
"It seemed like he came for a long time...then his hard-on got soft. It's funny the things you remember...after Steve came, I remember laying back on my arms with him straddling me, rubbing his penis all over the sticky mess on my breasts." Liz continued; "he told me that this was such a turn on for him because, at work, he loved looking at me and fantasizing about us when I wasn't aware of his gaze. For some reason it turned me on to hear this and watch him rub his penis on me at the same time...it made it all so exciting. So, we started talking dirty and I told him how sometimes when we were working, I'd wondered what it would be like to fuck him. I imagined us naked, with my legs wrapped around him and his cock thrusting between my legs...going faster and faster until we came together. With all the fantasy talk, Steve's erection started to get hard again...then we started kissing and..."
"Tell me how you fucked you!!", I exclaimed,
"I got on top of him and we held each other close" Liz reached for me and kissed me full on the mouth. She pushed me down on the couch. Straddling me, she reached down for my throbbing penis and whispered. "Steve and I were kissing like this, and then I straddled him and put his cock between my pussy lips...like this." I impaled her with all my length. We pumped furiously, our genitals bucking and grinding. As she rode me, Liz bent forward and whispered; "His cock was so huge, I could hardly push it inside me...we had to try several times, and...I screamed out loud when he entered me! My window was open and I was sure everyone at the party had heard us and knew that Steve and I were fucking!"
We fucked furiously. Liz slid down my cock matching my every stroke as our pace got faster and faster.
Between strokes, Liz continued her story: "I remember being on top...leaning way back and holding on to Steve's arms...enjoying that long, slow ride on his huge cock...God, it felt so good!"
In my mind's eye, I imagined Liz astride Steve, his huge organ plunging in and out of her, his testicles mashing against her pussy with every thrust. I could hear her moan and see her toes curling with pleasure as they fucked.
"What was it like...when he came in you?" I gasped
Liz whispered: "we were pumping hard and fast; I could feel his balls hitting against me as we made love. Our fingers were intertwined and every muscle straining ...then his cock got really hard and his body started shuddering and ... I felt waves of his cum spilling inside me!"
I imagined I was at the foot of her bed, watching the two of them in the throes of climax. I could hear them moaning and see her beautiful back writhing as she rode him. Their bodies were glistening wet, every muscle straining with effort as they ground their genitals together. Steve held her tightly when he came in her, his huge balls pulsed against Liz's pussy lips, white cum spilled out from between her legs. Then I came.... And what a floor-shaking climax I had! My cock spewed love juice inside her pussy as I came and came. When I finished pumping, Liz's patch of pubic hair was matted with my cum! We lay there on the couch in the afterglow. I was absolutely exhausted from the intensity of the sex AND listening to Liz's incredible sex story.
But Liz wasn't finished!
She leaned over and said "we got dressed and went out to mingle at the party for a little while, but then Steve and I crept back upstairs and got naked again...and we had a few drinks and we did something I had never done before..."
I started to get hard almost instantly. "wha...what was that?" I stammered.
Liz took my cock in her hand and kissed me. She whispered; "...We had anal sex and I loved it!!"
But that's another story...
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