Although she came three times at the massage parlor, Kyra was still horny beyond reason and did not really need a second of foreplay. She’d never felt like this. It was like she could go all night. The other orgasms were great—Sunny's hands were amazing—but she needed a man inside her. She wanted her husband. “Take me right now,” she breathed. “I’m ready.”
Ethan pulled her panties off and thrust into her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her heels clicked together. It was so hot to be screwing right in their living room. They hadn’t done this since the night they moved in, on the empty floor. They kissed and she clung to him while he rammed himself inside her.
God, yes!
She thought.
That’s just what I needed!
She squeezed her legs around him and urged him to go faster, to take her harder. Her loud squeals and cries told him just how much she was enjoying herself. This was the hottest sex they’d had in years. It seemed to her like the more they went down this road, the better the sex became. Could there be a limit?
“God, Ethan! Oh God yes!”
“Jesus Kyra! Fuck you’re hot! You’re so fucking hot! I want you so fucking bad!”
Kyra loved his foul mouth. She squeezed him inside her and dug her nails into his back. She kept one leg hooked around him, but put the other heel on the floor for balance. She felt like they were going to topple over backward. “Take me, honey! Take me!”
Ethan pulled out and spun her around so quickly she almost fell. Kyra didn’t know what the hell was going on, but then he bent her over the arm of the sofa and rammed into her again. She put her hands on the cushion and thrust back at him. She’d forgotten how good it felt to just be taken like that. It was incredible! He had a hand on her hip and grabbed her breast with the other, kneading it roughly. His balls slapped back backs of her thighs and she hung her head low. It felt like he was going to fuck right through her.
“Ohhh…ohhhh…ohhhh…God Ethan! Ethan!” Kyra screamed. She screamed! She was not a screamer, but scream she did. Her orgasm was the best of the night. It got even better when she felt him cumming inside her.
“Ahhhh…damn…” Ethan cried. He slumped over her back and they both trembled. Not five minutes had passed since they walked in the door.
Kyra smiled dreamily. As a woman, a sexual creature, this had been the best night of her life. Even as she felt Ethan shrinking inside her, she hoped she could coax him to life again. She hoped so. Maybe it was time to see if it was possible to go all night!
Kyra hummed as she emptied the dishwasher. She had been in a great mood for weeks now. From the other room, she heard squeals of delight as Ethan played with the girls. She hoped he did not get them too wound up because it would be bedtime soon. The last thing she wanted was for the kids to give them trouble going to bed; once the girls were down, the fun part of the grown-up's day could be begin. They had been to the zoo earlier, but Kyra had a different sort of fun in mind. Something more adult. She could hardly wait to get her hands on her husband.
Things had just taken off in the bedroom. That night at the massage parlor taught Kyra that instead of running from her darker desires, she should embrace them. She had never wanted Ethan more than she did that night, and it had not slacked off since then. She knew he felt the same way because they couldn’t keep their hands off each other whenever they had a second alone. It was corny, but she felt like they’d reached a new level of intimacy, where nothing was off-limits. Sex was not everything in a marriage, but it was an important part, and now she could see how they’d really let that part of their relationship wither on the vine. Thirteen years into their marriage, they were connecting on a sexual level like never before, and she knew that they’d only just begun their journey.
They bathed the girls together, then while Ethan was reading them their bedtime story, Kyra slipped away to their bedroom and changed into some new lingerie he hadn’t seen yet. She had taken her husband’s suggestions that she dress sexier to heart, but more importantly, she felt sexy doing it now that she was seeing the results of her trips to the gym. She put on a green silk bra and panty set with black lace trim and black thigh highs, the kind that do not require a garter belt. Kyra loved wearing stockings, but was not always so thrilled with the hassle of a garter belt. She arranged herself seductively on the bed and waited for Ethan.
“I thought they would never go down,” Ethan said, as he entered the room. He saw Kyra on the bed and added, “I would have rushed if I knew this was waiting for me.”
“If you’d taken much longer I was going to go find my old flannel jammies,” she kidded.
He pulled a frown. “That’s not fair. I was being a good daddy.”
“Well, in that case come over here and get your reward.”
He pulled off his shirt and joined her on the bed. She reached for him and they kissed while she ran her hand down his chest and then over the loose cotton lounging pants he wore. The bulge she found told her she’d chosen her outfit well. His hands roved her body, mercilessly teasing her nipples through her bra. Warmth flooded her and her pussy tightened.
“Have you given any more thought to what we talked about?” Kyra asked, while kissing his neck, which she knew was guaranteed to give him shivers.
“I have,” he said, and followed it with a moan. “I think we could have fun if we found the right couple. But I want to take it slow. We need to be able to stop if either one of us has second thoughts.”
“That sounds like a good idea. I don’t want anything to go wrong. Last time was so amazing.” Kyra was so excited by visiting the massage parlor she thought about going back several times, but did not bring it up because she did not want to seem too eager. She thought being with another couple could be even better, though, as long a jealousy did not become an issue.
Ethan first suggested the idea of being with another couple the week before. Right off the bat, she thought the idea was exciting, even if she had some reservations. She thought it would be a lot of fun if they were both playing with someone and watching each other, but she knew it would be different from being with the massage girl. For one thing, she was not entirely convinced Ethan would be able to handle seeing her with another man, even if it was just playing around. It was a feeling she could understand, because she feared the same emotion. Seeing her husband jerked off by Sunny was different because while it was hot, it was also just a business transaction. There was no fear that he would like Sunny better, or that he could run off and have an affair with her. It was a silly insecurity because she knew Ethan would not cheat on her, but it was there. She had to ask herself some hard questions, and over the past week, she’d answered them. She did trust Ethan completely. If he was up for it, she wanted to do more experimenting. She got too much of a rush the first time to stop now. She was confident they could handle it, and that it would only make things better.
Kyra’s attentions were making it hard to concentrate on having a serious conversation, but maybe that was what she intended. He could not believe the change that had come over his wife since their massage parlor outing. She wanted sex constantly now, and he was more than happy to oblige her. Gone was the lukewarm, distant woman of the past couple years. Kyra was affectionate and attentive and always in a great mood. It was like a fog had been lifted. He wasn’t sure if he should be bothered that a change in their sex life had turned her into a whole new person, but he did not want to rock the boat. If coming out of her shell made her happy, then he was on board. Besides, he really did love the change in her.
In the bedroom, Kyra was on fire. It seemed like she was always horny, but she really got off hard when they fantasized during their lovemaking. And their fantasies seemed to keep coming back to their mutual curiosity about voyeurism. She loved seeing him with Sunny, and for him, watching Kyra with the massage girl was the most exciting thing he’d ever seen. He thought about it often, and wondered about seeing Kyra go all the way with another woman. And yes, he did wonder what it would be like to see her with another man, although he still felt jealous when he thought about it. He wasn’t sure if he could go for it as enthusiastically as Kyra had.
After their night at the massage parlor, Ethan thought that one night indulging their fantasies would be enough. It certainly provided enough fodder for the bedroom, but now he realized that it was just a first step, not an endpoint. He knew Kyra wanted to do more, so why not? He thought meeting another couple would be better. The danger and uncertainty would be more exciting. He’d read about swinging on the internet, and while in the past he always thought
those
people were crazy, now he was beginning to understand. Maybe some people just needed something more to keep the fires burning. He could see that now. If he and Kyra could indulge themselves and continue to be a loving couple, then where was the harm? So he brought it up to her.
Kyra was thoughtful at first, and Ethan was relieved that she didn’t just jump on the idea. He didn’t want her
too
excited about being with another man. She said it sounded like fun, but wanted to think about it. From the way she was behaving tonight, he knew she’d come to a decision.
“I looked around online,” she said, softly kissing his chest and rimming her tongue around his nipples. That always drove him crazy. She gave his nipple a flick and his cock surged. He was stroking her hair and brushed it back from her face. “I found a couple websites where we can put up a profile and browse through other people.”
“That sounds like a good idea. Ohhh…”
She slid inside his pants and stroked his naked cock. Her hand was warm and tight around him and his prick surged, leaving a wet spot on the front of his loose pants. He was about ready to throw Kyra on her back and ravage her. He was not used to being so passive. She rolled away to the other side of the bed, leaving him confused.
“If we’re going to do this, we’re going to need some pictures,” she said. When she turned back around, she had their digital camera in her hands. She knelt on the bed, pointed it at him, and said, “Smile.” All she got was his hand going for the camera.
“I don’t know about that. What if someone sees us?” He could only imagine the havoc that would cause.
Kyra leaned back, keeping the camera away from him. “Don’t worry, the pictures aren’t public. Only people we approve can see them. We could make them send pictures first. Besides, if someone we know is on there, then they are looking for the same thing we are. They’d have no right to judge us.” She laughed.
“You have a point. But still, this feels a little weird.”
“No one we know is going to be on there. And no hooking up with anyone we know anyway.
That
would be weird,” she said.
Ethan agreed one hundred percent. If it was a couple they knew, how would they ever get together and socialize normally again? He would always be wondering if the guy was thinking about fucking Kyra. But then, his wife did have some hot friends. No, he banished the thought.
That
would be the road to ruin.
“Agreed,” he said.
“So smile for the camera.”
He felt strange posing without his shirt, but he smiled and made the best of it. Besides, he was going to get to take some pictures of her, and that could be fun. Kyra took a couple pictures of him laying on the bed and smiling, then laid the camera aside. She leaned in and kissed him, while tugging his pants down. Her tongue darted into his mouth and teased, distracting him while she wrapped her fingers around his shaft. Slowly, she ended their kiss, then turned and took him in her mouth. Ethan sighed and pushed his hips up off the bed as she swallowed him. She sucked him hard, keeping him in her mouth as deep as she could go. She drew back until she was just sucking the head and then let that pop out of her mouth.
“I need to make sure you’re ready for your close up,” she giggled. She saw his look and added, “Don’t worry. I won’t get your face in any shots.”
Kyra took him back in her mouth and gave him a world-class blowjob, bobbing slowly and sucking intensely. He was gasping and pushing at her mouth, going out of his mind until he finally had to stop her. If he didn’t, he was going to overshoot her goal.
“Damn, honey, you’re amazing,” he breathed.
“Glad you think so.”
Picking up the camera again, she took several shots of his cock lying up along his tummy, and then she took it in her hand and stroked it while she snapped a couple more pictures. She was having a lot of fun with their little photo shoot. He had been right to stop her, because she was ready to take him all the way. She could feel how wet she was below and touched herself down there. When she set the camera aside, she took him back in her mouth. She worked her tongue on the underside of his shaft while she moved up and down. Ethan’s moans and heavy breathing were driving her crazy. She rubbed just above her clit, through her panties, and could feel her own orgasm building. She wanted to climax with him.