Talking in Bed

A wife sharing fantasy by:

Bertram W. Bronson

bwbinca@hotmail.com


It was just one of those naughty fantasies young couples whisper about from time-to-time, but it hadnt been mentioned in weeks then one night, wed just finished making love. My little blonde honey lay next to me, still quivering, knees still apart, gasping for breath.

Ohhh darling I really love doing it then after, ohhh Im so weak and tingling, she gasped.

I rolled over and Mandy wiggled out of bed to go pee or whatever they do when they slip out of bed in the dark. I was nearly asleep when I felt her slip back into bed. She wiggled her curvy warm ass next to me and snuggled her pretty head over onto my pillow. She was still a little breathless and she whispered

Darling, how would we do it?

Uh do what? I mumbled. At the moment I had no idea that tonight shed been secretly fantasizing as we had sex.

You know what we whisper about sometimes, just to excite ourselves.

I ventured a pretty good guess. You mean doing it with another man?

Mmmm you know, well, I don't really want to, she whispered. but what would we do, how would it happen?

So maybe my innocent wife was just curious about other men, but we began to whisper back and forth, testing each other. Of course she gave her usual response, a little teasing and those throaty giggles. There was never any admission that she wanted to go through with it, but I knew, secretly the idea excited her. That night, with her breath panting warm on my ear, we played with the whispered fantasy

Would we do it here, in our own bed?

Uh-huh, I'd bring someone home, probably Larry or maybe Brad.

Brad... Brad from the tennis club?

Uh-huh you kinda like Brad don't you?

In the dark I felt her head shift on the pillow her breath was suddenly warmer against my neck.

Mmmm, I sort of well, I like Brad.

Her lips brushed my cheek. I felt the tip of her tongue and her hand creeping across my bare stomach. In the dark, warm fingers curled around my semi-soft penis. Brads very handsome, she murmured.

And he's got a long thick penis, I whispered.

Really ohh you're teasing me, arent you?

Uh-uh, at the tennis club, I saw his penis in the shower. It was soft, but it was very long I could see it flopping against his thigh.

Really... how long?

Well it was soft, but still, about seven or eight inches hanging down between his legs and kinda thick.

Ohhh my she gasped. Her breath quickened and I felt her fingers lightly squeezing my penis. If he got hard would it get much longer?

Yes, of course, and the head would thicken.

Ohhh my I just cant imagine that

Well, sweetheart, someday after work, Im gonna bring Brad home and Ill take you by the hand and led you toward the stairs and part way up the stairs, I'll look back and invite Brad to follow us.

I ohh God, I wouldn't go up the stairs I wouldn't

But Brad will be on the stairs behind you. He'll slip his hand up under the back of your skirt and if you scamper away well it will have to be up the stairs up to our bedroom.

Ohh no, I'd spin around hold my skirt down, she whimpered, but her pulse was quickening and I could feel her breath panting against my cheek the warm fingers curled around my penis began to flex.

But he'll reach around under the back of your skirt and get his fingers way up between your thighs close to the crotch of your panties.

Ohhh no, I'd hold my knees together I'd push his hand out from under my skirt I'd I'd run.

Mmm hum. Yes sweetheart, you'll run, but up the stairs up where our bed is.

Darling, you wouldn't really. Ohhh God, you wouldn't really let Brad chase me up the stairs.

Mmm, but I will sweetheart. You know Brad is very strong and I'll let him scoop you up and drop you right in the middle of our bed.

On our own bed? Ohh my god you'd let him do that to me on our own bed?

Uh-huh, on your marriage bed where we sleep where we make love.

But you wouldnt ohh not really.

Yes I would, and I'll let him hold you down on our bed and feel your breasts, I whispered. and he'll kiss you until youre gasping for breath. In the squeezing grip of Mandys soft warm fingers, my penis had almost stiffened.

Oh honey, no, I wouldnt let him, she gasped.

But well hold you down and I'll tell Brad to reach up under your skirt and pull your panties off

Darling, ohhh no you wouldn't really hold me down. My wife's voice was starting to quaver. You wouldn't really let him feel me up and put his hands up under my skirt?

Uh-huh, and I'm going to roll you onto your back and pin your hands so Brad can pull your pants down.

Oh no Id wrestle and struggle. I I know I would.

But Brads very strong hell yank your panties right out from under your behind and I'll watch him unzip his pants and get his cock out

Oh god Id scream Id scratch she panted, but her hips were squirming, rubbing her pubic mound against my leg. Subconsciously, she began to stroke my cock jerking me off under the blankets.

Maybe you'll scream, but I'll still lift your skirt for him and hell press your knees apart and he'll get his cock down between your thighs and

Oh my God, oh no Id bite him, I'd fight him, she gasped.

But not for long, sweetheart, when Brad looks down into those big blue eyes and you feel his long thick cock slipping into your little belly youll stop fighting it you'll fuck with him willingly.

Maybe, she gasped Ohhh darling, maybe I would.

My little sweetheart eased one naked warm thigh over my legs. I felt her crawling over me the tickle of her pubic hair brushing over the head of my cock then her inner body warmth as her slippery cunt slid down onto my cock Tell me more tell me about his cock do you think itll get stiff and real long?

Uh-huh and the head of it will swell and thicken, I whispered. She was bouncing, swiveling her hips rubbing her clit against my groin.

And then ohhh God, then are you going to just sit there and watch him fuck me?

Yesssss and we'll hold hands and kiss while Brad fucks you with his bare cock.

Without a condom just his bare cock in me?

Yesssss just his bare cock and well slip a pillow under your bare butt so 

Oh Godddd ohhh ohhh, and I felt her cumm. My wife shivered through a belly tightening orgasm as she mentally played out the fantasy of another man fucking her on our marriage bed almost, but not quite against her will.

The next morning there was a hot flush on Mandys cheeks as we sat across the breakfast table. It was Friday. I only work a part day. She followed me out to the car.

Darling, do you want to come home real early today? She was blushing; there was a little quiver in her voice, then a pause Darling ah maybe today you could, well, ask Brad to come home with you.
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The end for now, 