8 comments/ 54412 views/ 8 favorites Navy Wives: Brenda By: HappyWife85 Brenda and I have had the most wonderful, strong, and loving marriage, more than nearly any other couple I have ever known. We have been married for five years now. She had just turned 19 when we had first met, and we married 8 months later. She was raised in a strict conservative family and was not able to get out much, and so was pretty much inexperienced about a great many things, including sex. She had only been with one other guy, which was a sort of first love type relationship. So in the first year of marriage after I took her away from her parents, it was like a transition period for her, as she found she could shake off her conservative shackles in place of a much more easy-going, fun-loving lifestyle. She took full advantage of it by our second year together. She found she could use curse words, we drank alcohol together in smoky pool halls where I taught her how to play some eight ball. She learned that it was ok and acceptable not to pray before eating, hell, I even let her get a tattoo. But it was in sex where she really grew and opened up. She learned that sex was so much more than a guy rutting on top of a girl for a few minutes for the purpose of making babies. Over time, we experimented with many toys and positions and had amassed a decent collection of videos for our enjoyment and stimulation. Brenda became quite good in bed and discovered that she liked sex a lot, in fact she became somewhat of a sexual nymph, always wanting it. At times I found it difficult to keep pace with her desires and demand. Coming into our marriage I was already well experienced, as I am almost 8 years her senior, not to mention, from what I have heard and seen, a little above-average in male endowment, which added to her pleasure and delight. Now, a little description of Brenda. She is beautiful, just not in the glamorous, model-thin sort of way. She has more of the homegrown, girl-next-door attractiveness, which I find more appealing in a woman. It is a natural beauty. She is 5' 3, which is a good head shorter than I. She is petite, but with a sexy curvaceous body. She has nice child-bearing hips, but a slim waist, which also makes for a great, very noticeable ass, no matter what she is wearing. Her boobs are 36c, which are not small, or large, but ample. They are enough to cup or fully grasp in your hand. She is not skinny or over weight. To me she is the perfect weight. She is naturally a light brunette, which falls to below her shoulders, although she likes to dye herself different colors about once or twice a year. Her pussy is quite cute. It is really small and naturally tight and she prefers to keep herself completely smooth-shaved. She also has two tattoos. One is of a circle of flowers around her left ankle. The other is of two dolphins together in the shape of a heart about an inch above her pubic line. She was nervous about having that one done there, and wasn't sure if she should because she didn't think it proper for another guy besides her husband should be that close to her womanhood. But I encouraged her to do it, saying I thought it would be sexy. Despite my description of her, a picture is worth more than a thousand words, because my words fail to accurately depict how incredibly sexy and attractive she really is. Now, on with the story. A lot of what we learned in our sexual adventures in bed came from our collection of videos, which offer a wide variety of acts and scenarios. Over time I couldn't help but notice how well she responded to videos showing MMF threesomes. She never said anything, but the sex we had after watching one was quite intense from her part. When I asked her about it, she became embarrassed. She said it wasn't the fact that it was two guys on a girl that turned her on so much, but the sight of some of the men's cocks that would get her so hot and wet. She said she has only seen two in her life. She apologized and reassured me that my nearly 8" was the best. I told her not to worry and encouraged her to tell me what she liked about those cocks. She told me that some of them just looked impressive. A few months later, Brenda and I were having casual dinner talk. She mentioned that she was on the computer earlier when an instant message popped up from her ex-boyfriend, Eric. She was quite surprised as she had not heard from him since before we were married. He had somehow found her on the internet and decided to say hi. She spent most of the afternoon chatting small talk with him and doing catch up on how their lives have been over the years. I didn't know much about him besides he was the first and only boyfriend that my wife had before and that she lost her virginity to him. They were childhood friends who had grown up together and had known each other since they were 10 years old. I also knew that the reason for their breakup was because he and his family moved to another state and they were not able to keep in contact. This happened a few months before I met Brenda. Over the next couple of weeks I noticed her chatting more often with him over the computer. She asked if I was ok with him and I was because I am not the jealous type. I believe men and women can be just friends, even ex's can be friendly. Besides that, he was on the west coast and we lived on the east coast. The chatting continued and became more frequent. Brenda asked me to buy her a webcam, which I did. And this led on to cell phone texting and then to actual phone conversations with him. On a few occasions we would be cuddled up together on the couch and he would call. She would talk on the phone with him next to me for a minute of two before going upstairs in the bedroom where they would talk for as long as an hour or more. I still was not jealous, although I felt I should probably have a talk with Brenda about it. She told me not to worry, that it was all just friendly talk. A few more weeks pass. One night we were in bed engaging in foreplay while watching a video. All of a sudden she giggled. I asked her what was so funny, to which she pointed to the TV and remarked that they guy in the video had a cock just like Eric's. I looked and saw it was about the same length as mine but had a big, rounded tip. I turned back to see her staring entranced at the TV as the guy plowed into some girl's pussy. I reached my hand down to feel her very wet pussy and I slid a finger into her as she watched. I began kissing her neck and brought my lips to her ear. I whispered to her, asking if she liked that guy's cock. She murmured her assent. Then I asked if she liked Eric's cock. She looked at me in surprise. Before she could say anything I said it was ok and reassured her. I told her it would be ok if she was just honest with me. I felt her relax and she agreed that she had enjoyed Eric's cock when they dated. I am not sure why I brought it up, other than for the fact that I sensed her arousal by it, and I continued with it. Nothing more was said that night, but I rolled over on top of her and we had an amazing fuck session. As time went on, I learned a little more about Eric. Every once in a while I would get her worked up by asking her details of times her and Eric had sex. Her communications with Eric continued until a point at which it reached its peak. Once she asked if she could buy a birthday gift for him and mail it out to him. I said ok as it was a harmless gift, but I noticed she included a lengthy handwritten letter and picture of some sort that she wouldn't allow me to see, which did irritate me a little. After that I began to get a little nosy into her privacy. I read some of her text conversations and found that most were friendly, although some were a little too flirty. And then all of a sudden it all began to stop. When I asked Brenda about it, she said that Eric had gotten himself a girlfriend and so the communications between them had naturally dwindled. Eventually his name stopped being brought up during our sex as well, as we moved on to other things. About a year and a half passed. My time of military service was drawing to a close. We had made the decision to move back to the west coast. I still had a semester of college left before I would get my Bachelor's degree. We searched areas that had the best career prospects for me and one in which Brenda could stay working in her company and transfer. As dumb luck would have it, the town which best met these and other criteria happened to be the town in which Eric lived and it wasn't a very large town. My work and school kept me pretty busy and so I gave Brenda the task of house-hunting. It wasn't long before she came to me with a short list of possible houses for us. She showed me the listing of each one, but it was the last one she showed me that she was really excited about. It was a beautiful house with four bedrooms that we could easily afford. I also thought it was our best pick and told her so. She squealed and jumped for joy when I said let's get it. She then informed me in an off-hand, nonchalant sort of way that it was only a couple of blocks away from where Eric lived. When she saw the look I gave she told me not to worry. She said it would be good because she would be in a great position to make new friends and also he would be close by in case she needed help with anything. So after a little consideration, we got the house. As we began to prepare for her move out there I noticed that the text conversations between her and Eric increased again. Occasionally she would giggle or laugh out loud. Other times I would see her smile to herself or bite her lower lip while she was texting. When asked what was so funny she would just reply that it was Eric being funny and making her laugh. I admit I was a little wary about all of these events. But throughout this time I was never in doubt of her love for me and our marriage together. I knew she was a tomboy when she was growing up. She never had many girlfriends and had always been more comfortable with guy friends. More than anything she hated the thought of being apart from me for so long, but it was something she was trying to resign herself to. One night, about a week before we were due to move our things out there, we were in bed and I was rubbing her pussy in slow, circular motions. I whispered into her ear, "Babe, are you and Eric going to fuck?" I felt her tense up. "No. What on Earth gave you that idea?" "You have had sex with him before and you admitted to liking his cock. You have been talking a lot to him lately, and you both will obviously be hanging out quite a bit, and you seem real excited about it. I want you to be completely open and honest with me. No secrets." "Well, I wouldn't. He is my ex for a reason, ya know?" "Ya, because he had to move away. Have you thought about fucking him?" I lightly blew into her ear and increased the pressure on her pussy. "Well, sort of. But I would never do it. Besides, he has a girlfriend." "And if he didn't have a girlfriend, then you would fuck him?" I felt her relax and her pussy got really wet all of a sudden. "Well, maybe. But I would never do anything to hurt you. You are my husband and I love you." "I know sweetheart, it is ok. I just want you to be honest." We left it at that. She was very wet, and for reasons I could not readily explain, I was rock hard. I wasn't quite sure what happened or what I had done, but I think I just gave her permission to fuck Eric for the next few months. I had no way of knowing if she picked up on it, and if she had, would she act on it? A week later we flew out there in time to meet our household belongings. I had three days to help get things in order before I had to fly back east. We got quite a bit accomplished on the first day, and on the morning of the second day, I was upstairs unpacking some boxes when Brenda called for me to come downstairs. She was there with a guy about her age and immediately I knew it was Eric. Brenda introduced us, but it was obvious all three of us were nervous. I tried portraying a little machismo, but without being overtly cocky and crude. We all chatted for a moment, until he offered his help with the unpacking. We worked until lunchtime, when we took a break and Brenda made us all some food and drinks. The more we talked the more I found him to be quite a likeable guy. I began to get along really well with him and towards the end of the day, I felt as if we had been friends for a long time. After we finished for the day, he invited us out to a local bar, where we ate, had some beers and played darts. I couldn't help but notice a certain gleam in Brenda's eyes while she watched him, and how she hung onto his every word and was quick to laugh at his slightest jokes. I thought to myself, a little wryly, "If any guy was going to fuck my wife, I guess I would want it to be Eric." The next day, Eric showed up early to help us again, and it was much appreciated. By evening, the house was looking pretty well in order, and we all sat down to watch TV, and had good conversation. Eventually he got up and we shook hands. He wished me a safe flight and I thanked him for all his help. Without releasing his grip, I then asked him to keep an eye out for my wife and take care of her until my return. He told me that she was in good hands and not to worry. "Ya, I bet," I thought to myself, "you should consider yourself damn lucky." We both looked down to Brenda, and she was looking up at both of us with an innocent smile. "She is so beautiful," I thought. We bade him goodnight and he left. The next morning, after a tearful farewell by Brenda at the airport, I took the flight back to my base. We talked by phone at least once a day and she reported that Eric was there almost every day to help her out with things. On her first Friday there I tried calling her about 9pm her time, which was midnight for me. I got no answer so I left her a text to see if she was alright. Then I went to sleep. I was awoken by her text at 6am (3am west coast). She said that her and Eric had gone out to the same bar as before and had drinks and played darts and pool. She said her and Eric had just gotten to the house and that she was going to bed and would call when she awoke. It was apparent that she had a good time and I thought I should probably take advantage of my semi-freedom by going out some nights as well. She finally called me around 3pm (12pm). She told me about her night. Eric and her got home and were both tired so Brenda decided to let him spend the night on the couch. When I asked if he was still there, she said he was. I asked if anything had happened between them. She said over the past couple of nights he has been hanging out with her and when he would leave to go home they would trade friendly kisses. She wouldn't elaborate on what "friendly kisses" were. I asked what about last night. She replied that they had done some kissing, but it was friendly and nothing else happened. A few days later she calls and said she has a good idea and wanted to know what I thought about it. She said Eric told her he was looking for a new apartment, something cheaper. She wanted to know what I thought about him moving in with us. She said we have plenty of room and it would save us money and help Eric get on his feet, not to mention she would feel more secure with someone else in the house instead of being all alone. I asked what about his girlfriend. "Oh, well they broke up like 2 months ago. Yeah, she was a real bitch to him. It was good that he got away from her." "Oh, I see," I was getting the sneaky suspicion that I had been manipulated in order to get what she wanted, but I couldn't quite prove it. She was good. I was thinking it was a bad idea, but at the same time I was a little turned on by the thought of what could happen. "Are you sure you think it is a good idea?" "I know what you are thinking, but you don't have to worry. Eric is a good friend and a perfect gentleman." "Well, its ok by me, I suppose. But we need to draw up an official agreement to go by, good friends or not." "Oh ok, we will. Thank you, baby! I love you so much! Oh, I can't wait to tell him. Is it ok if he moves some of his things here and stays here tonight?" "Ok, but I don't want him sleeping in the same bed as you." She laughs, "You're funny. Ok, I'll talk to you later baby." So Eric moved in, and throughout the next week, I still talked to Brenda every night. Except now sometimes Eric would pick up the phone when I called. There were times when we talked and had good conversations. Soon there would be times when him and I would call each other to see what's going on. During one of these calls, he told me that Brenda was just getting out of the shower and he was going to hand her the phone. I heard him open the bathroom door, heard her squeal and call out his name in surprise before grabbing the phone from him and shutting the door again. On a Friday, about a month of her being there, she said that her and Eric and some friends were going out that night and she probably wouldn't talk to me until the following morning. The next day, when she called, it was pretty late in the afternoon. After the usual small talk, I asked how her night went. She said she had a really fun time. They started at Eric's friend's house and later went to the bar. "But something kinda bad happened when Eric and I returned home and I'm really sorry baby." I felt a lump in my throat and a stirring in my loins. "It's ok, just tell me what happened." "Promise you won't be mad?" "As long as you're honest with me, I have no business getting mad. I promise." "I love you. Well, we got home around 3am and I was exhausted and a little buzzed. Instead of going to sleep we decided to watch a little TV and Eric went and got us some beers. We sipped on the beers as we watched TV. Next thing I know we started kissing. To be perfectly honest with you, we have already made out a couple of times before, but it was just friendly kissing, ya know? This time, though, I laid back on the couch and I let him start to finger me. I swear, baby, it is just that it has been so long since I have been with you that I am not thinking straight. You can ask Eric. All I ever talk about is you." "And what else happened?" "Nothing. He just kept fingering me and we kissed for about 15 or 20 minutes. He told me he has wanted me forever and that he really wanted to fuck me, but I didn't let him. I just went to bed. I think I gave him blue balls. What should I do now?" "Just have a talk with him and make it clear to him that you are just friends and that there are certain boundaries that shouldn't be crossed." "Well, ok, but I don't know if that will work." "Would you like for me to have a talk with him?" "No, I can handle it. I will have a talk with him tonight about it and I'll let you know what happens." We hung up soon after. I waited for her call but she didn't call before I went to bed. I tried to call her but no answer. Next morning I called and still no answer. She finally called a little later. "Did you have the talk with him?" "Ya." "Well how did it go?" "Well, not good I guess." "Why, what happened?" "Well, I just decided to let him go ahead and fuck me, and he did. I'm sorry baby, but I thought it was the best way to handle it. He wasn't going to stop and I figured if I just let him get it out of his system then it would relieve a lot of his stress. I also had a lot of stress pent up and it felt really good to relieve it. Please tell me you are not mad at me, are you?" I had a raging hard on. "Um....no." "Thank you so much for understanding baby! I was so worried that you would be pissed and threaten to kick his ass or something." "Did you use a condom?" "Well, no, but it's ok because I'm on the pill, ya know?" Navy Wives: Brenda "So he understands that this was a one time thing." "Not yet, but I will let him know." "Did you like it?" "Oh yes, it was really good! But I wanted you this whole time, so it just wasn't the same." We talked about it for a little bit, but I didn't ask her for any details. Finally she hung up because Eric would be waking soon and she was going to fix breakfast. I was really conflicted. I was extremely turned on by how matter-of-factly she admitted to fucking another man and I beat off furiously. Afterwards I was confused about why I was so turned on by it. That night I got together with friends and decided to have a good night out on the town to keep my mind off of it. Next morning I was awoken by a call from Brenda. I answered it groggily, still half asleep and slightly hung-over. "Good morning my wonderful, best hubby in the world! How did you sleep?" "Uh-huh. How about you?" "I haven't gone to sleep yet." "Is everything ok? What happened?" "Everything is fine. Eric and I just stayed up all night, that's all." "So I'm guessing you didn't tell him about the other night being a one time thing?" "Well, we did have a talk. I told him that you are my husband and that I love you very much and I never want that to change. I told him that I just wanted to be friends with him. He said he totally understood and I thought that would be the end of it. But right after that we began kissing and he was like feeling me up all over, so I just let him. He said how much he really loved my pussy. I thought since I let him have it once already that it wouldn't be right to keep it from him. I mean, I don't want our friendship to be awkward. I was kinda naïve in believing he would be satisfied into having sex with me just once. So I think we are just gonna start fucking regularly from now on. I would really like to, but only if it is ok with you. What do you think?" "I thought long and hard about this last night. You are my wife and I love you so very much. I love how honest you have been about everything and I want you to enjoy yourself. You didn't have much opportunity to have fun and become experienced as you were growing up. I don't want to be the one to deny you fun and youthfulness, because when you get older, you would come to regret it and blame me for it. But I want you to be careful. I agree with you and think it is wonderful that you and Eric are fucking. If there was anybody that I would allow to have you, it would be him. But don't ever let him forget that I am your husband and he is just our friend." "Sweetheart, you are truly the best husband I could ever ask for. You never have to worry about me leaving you. And I promise I will be careful. Thank you so much for letting him move in with us and everything else and for be so understanding." And so there it was out in the open. No more need for beating around the bush or hesitant questions and answers. I asked her what happened last night. She giggled and I could tell she was probably blushing. "Oh my goodness, the sex was wonderful last night. We went out for dinner, just him and I, and afterwards played some pool, but we didn't stay out too late. When we got home is when we had the talk, and like I said, we started making out afterwards on the couch. After a while we both took our shirts off and he started kissing my boobs. He then reached down with his hands and gently spread apart my legs. He began touching and rubbing me down there and it felt so good. He then scooted down and moved to take off my panties. I couldn't believe I was letting this happen again, especially since you told me that it should be a one time thing. But I lifted my butt up to help him get my panties off and I lifted up my skirt to give him better access. He lifted one of my legs up in the air and began to kiss my toes and foot and then gave little kisses all up my leg. It gave me good little tingles. The last kiss was just beside my bare pussy and by this time I was soaking wet. He then began to lightly kiss and lick my pussy lips. Baby, is this turning you on?" I was rubbing my aching cock through my boxers and my breathing was heavy. "Yes it is, majorly. Keep going, what happened next?" "Awww, my poor baby, I wish I were there with you. But anyways, after a few moments his whole face was buried and pressed into my pussy, like he was trying to crawl up inside me or something. I could feel his tongue in my vagina, licking around the insides. I was going wild and started moving my hips. Then he began to finger me while he sucked on my clit. His fingers began moving fast and furious and I was bucking like a wild horse. Finally, I came hard all over his face." "He then raised up and began fumbling to get his pants undone. But he wasn't moving fast enough so I raised up to help. It was funny, both of us clawing at his button and zipper, nearly tearing it open to get his beautiful cock out. Finally, we got it undone and I pulled his pants and boxers down until his cock became free. It popped out and pointed right at my face. It was so handsome. But don't worry, yours is better. I just really like his because it is different. Your tip is more pointed and his is more rounded, like a ball. He is also nicely trimmed and his balls are hairless. I don't know how he does it because I know you always had a hard time shaving yours, but I'll ask him about it sometime. He does have slightly bigger balls, which I thought was kinda cute, but other than that your cocks are about the same in size." "So anyway, I was staring at his cock right in front of my face. I reached out and cupped his balls with my fingers and the length of his cock lying in the palm of my hand. I looked up and let a big smile creep across my face as I looked into his eyes. My pussy was twitching and all tingly and was soaked like Niagara Falls. I was really needing him. I began jingling his balls with my fingers while at the same time rubbing my palm along the underside of his member. I grabbed it and caressed it next to my cheek. The feel of his cock's skin and its rigidness against my cheek, together with his man scent, was getting me even more hotter. I brought his head to my lips and lightly kissed it on the tip, then I let my tongue swirl around the head and at it's opening." "I interrupted, saying, "Holy shit, babe, you are so fucking hot! I wish I could fuck you right now." I knew she was describing this for my benefit and probably for her own as well. I had never previously heard her be so sexually explicit and descriptive. This was a change in her. I would later come to realize that this was a defining transition of her from her conservative, modest and shy ways, to her new self, which was an opened up, sex-hungry nymph. I believe that was always who she was, but it was through me that she blossomed. I was changing too. I was liking the new, free-spirited Brenda, and I was glad that I was allowing her this. However, one thing she never liked doing was to give blowjobs. I asked her why the sudden change. "Oh, I didn't give him a blowjob. Well, not at this point at least. He was on his knees with his pants down and he began to move to get them off. I began to lay back down on the couch. As I still had a firm grip on his cock, I pulled him off balance and he fell on top of me. We both laughed. Then I used my feet to kicks his pants the rest of the way off. After that I raised my arms over my head and grabbed the arm of the couch while I bent my knees and spread my legs wide. There could have been no clearer way to invite him into me. We were both naked now except for my skirt bunched around my waist, but it wasn't an obstacle." "He laid down on top of me and he began kissing my neck. I just closed my eyes and tilted my head back. Within seconds, I felt his tip enter me. He continued to kiss my neck and I just moaned in blissful ecstasy. Ever so slowly he worked himself into me inch by awesome inch. I couldn't take it no more and I wrapped my legs around his back, shot my hips up and forced the rest of him smoothly into me. I began thrusting my hips up like mad. He got the hint; I wanted it fast, not slow. He began thrusting down in sync with my upward thrusts. Our midsections were slapping loudly against each other. He lifted himself up and propped himself up with his arms. We began fucking fast and furiously. I was in pure heaven with him pounding me hard and sliding in and out fast. My arms were still lifted over my head and I was gripping the couch arm so tightly that I think my fingernails might have ripped into the fabric. I began to lift my hips and back off of the couch to meet his thrusts." "This went on for a good 10 minutes until I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck and ordered him to roll over onto his back. With him still deep in me and without barely missing a thrust we rolled over and now I was on top. I bent my knees and tucked them underneath and behind as I straddled him. I threw my shoulders back and arched my back as I placed my hands on his legs behind me, then I tossed my dampened hair out of my face and tilted my head back as I changed pace and slowly slid up and down his shaft. His member began to tickle and massage places inside me that were untouched in the last position. I could no longer hold it back. Tingles originated in my pussy spread throughout my body and I shuddered and screamed out as I came explosively. I stopped to catch my breath, but Eric showed no mercy. He began pushing hard up into me, causing me to pant and moan with each thrust. He continued to do this until he quickly exhausted himself, at which point I took over. I slowly grinded my hips down and forward into him. After a while I leaned forward and placed my hands on his chest and began jumping up and down quickly. This pace continued for nearly 30 minutes, with one slowdown period after I came a second time." "Finally, I saw Eric grimace, then grunt, and began to pump furiously into my pussy. He cried out as I felt the first shot of his warm semen spurt and flow into me. He grabbed my ass firmly and held me into him. Then I fell forward and laid my head on his chest. His pumping slowed to a stop. I counted five strong jets of fluid eject into me. I laid still as I felt the warmness spread all over my womb. We laid still and kissed and caught our breaths for about 5 minutes while we made sure that I would receive every last drop of his semen into my very receptive pussy." "I told him that I had looked forward to getting fucked by him like that since I first learned that I would be moving close to him. He said that he had wanted to fuck me for much longer and had been missing having sex with me ever since we separated. He said he was glad I moved here and that we allowed him to move in with us. I said me too and I told him not to worry because he and I were going to have sex quite a lot from this day forward." "I gave him another kiss and lifted myself up. His softened dick slid out of me and I grabbed his hand and led us upstairs to the shower. We took turns washing each other, giving extra attention and time to each others sexual organs. We got out and towel dried each other off. Getting dressed would have been a pointless waste of time, so we laid together naked on the bed." "We just laid there together talking and caressing each other for about 30 minutes until I said something provocative and he began tickling me. That started a playful rolling and romping session. We had a little tickle and pillow fight until he managed to get on top of me and pinned me down by holding my wrists. We were both laughing so hard! I then looked down between us and saw his fully erect cock pointing straight at my pussy. I commented that it looked like someone else wanted to play now. He let go of me and I pushed him off, then jumped off the bed. He jumped off too and I squealed and laughed as he chased me around the room." "Finally, I let him corner me up against the wall. We started making out. A moment later he grabbed my butt and lifted me off the ground. I wrapped my arms and legs around him. He positioned his dick for entry and slowly lowered me down onto it. I looked down and watched as it disappeared inside of me, then I looked up at him and we smiled at each other. We resumed our heavy kissing, our tongues wrestling with each other, as he began slowly pumping into me. It wasn't very long before he began plowing hard and fast." "Suddenly, he swung around, and carried me over to the bed, where he gently laid me onto my back. He reached down and grabbed my legs and lifted them up to rest on his shoulders. Then he resumed pounding into me. Up until now I was relatively quiet. But now I was crying out with each of his forceful thrusts. Within a few moments I had the first orgasm. We fucked like this for a good half hour easy." "Then he pulled out of me and turned me over. I got the hint. I got on my hands and knees and arched my back so that my butt was up in the air. Then he slid it home. I opened my mouth in surprise. It went in deeper like this than it had before and it caused a little pain for a few seconds. But after a while it felt really great and I began slamming back into him. He must have really liked that as well, because he pushed me further onto the bed and climbed up onto it as well. I grabbed onto the headboard just as he began really giving it to me hard. I tried to keep it from hitting the wall, but his banging me was causing it to hit it and I was afraid it was going to dent the wall and it did put a little on there. I'm sorry, I'll fix it before you come out here and I'll make sure we are more careful next time." "Anyways, he then leaned forward onto my back and cupped my tits as he began doing me in a true doggie-style position. I think he was getting exhausted by this point, but I was still feeling like I was in heaven. After about ten minutes of slow humping me like that I think he regained some of his strength, because he lifted himself back upright and began plowing into me hard and fast again and I once again pushed back into him every time he pushed forward. He began grunting and panting really hard and he grabbed a hold of my hair and pulled my head back. All this was really turning me on and I began screaming until I had an explosive orgasm. And right as I came, he screamed out my name and began moving like super-fast. Within seconds I began feeling him shoot his cum inside of me. It felt so warm and good. We both relaxed, but he continued pumping into me. As he slowed I just kept repeating over and over breathlessly how much I love his cock and how great it felt. Finally, I collapsed down onto the bed and he on my back, with him still inside of me. I could feel myself full of his semen. Finally, he rolled off of me. He began stroking my hair and telling me how amazing our sex was, but I was asleep before he even finished." Throughout all of her recount, I was trying extremely hard not to blow. I wanted to wait until she had finished. When she told me that they had fucked for a total of about two to two and a half hours that night, I came really hard. I have never been so horny and turned on in my life. I never thought she would do this, much less tell me about it in such detail afterwards. It was all so naughty and wild and I really liked it. "Did I just hear you cum, baby?" "Oh, ya!" "So I guess you liked it then, and aren't mad?" she laughed. "It was so erotic, and no I am not mad." "Does this mean I have your permission to continue fucking Eric?" "Of course, but only if it doesn't affect us, or the friendship between him and us. Also make sure you stay on the pill so you won't get pregnant. And we should all keep this between us and discreet so people don't get the wrong impression." "Of course, baby. I'm really sorry, I guess I should've asked you before I did it, but I was really wanting him. Are you going to find another girl to have sex with now? If you do I would understand, but I just wouldn't want you to do it to get me back in anger or anything." "All I really want is you, baby. Don't worry." "You are the best husband ever and I love you. I really wish you were here. I'm so glad you are so understanding. I'm glad that if I'm not able to have sex with you, at least you will let me have sex with Eric." "So you really enjoyed it then?" "Oh heavens, yes, it was so wonderful. I am so looking forward to more of it. In fact, now that I know you are ok with it, I won't be as nervous and tense, and so it will be even better." "So is that all that happened last night?" "Oh, last night, ya. But when I woke up this morning, we were of course still naked and our bodies were intertwined together. I was still half-asleep and at first I thought it was you sleeping next to me. When I realized it was Eric, I thought I was dreaming. I looked down between his legs. Finally, my mind woke up and I remembered what happened last night. I couldn't help but giggle. I reached down and began to rub his package. Slowly I slid down, carefully because I didn't want to wake him. I began to gently rub his ball sac, and then I gave it a few kisses before I went for his dick. I kissed it a few times lightly. It began to grow and I began to stroke it with my hand. When it became fully erect, I looked up and saw he was still sleeping. I gave his big, round knob a few kisses, flicked my tongue over his tip, and then let it swirl around the head. I moved my tongue down to the base of his shaft, then all the way back up, like licking an ice cream bar. But I wasn't wanting ice cream in my mouth. I wanted his hot cream in my pussy, again. I thought about sucking him until he came, but I didn't feel comfortable with that yet. I know I haven't done it for you, but I will. I will practice on Eric and get good for you, ok? I really just wanted to fuck again." "So anyways, I brought my lips up to his tip and let them lightly brush over his tip as I kissed it. Then I parted my lips and brought his head into my mouth. I sucked on his knob until I got used to the feel, then I lowered and took a little more in. I felt him stir and I looked to see him awake and smiling at me. I took him out to smile back and tell him good morning. I took one hand and rubbed it across his chest and with my other I gently fondled his balls." "After a moment he pulled me up to him and we kissed and he fondled my breasts while I slowly pumped him. After 15 minutes he had me turn over on him to where my spread open pussy was right above his face. He began to lick up and down from my clit to my opening, and inside me. I reciprocated by first licking his balls, and I lifted his sac up to get the underside of his balls. I know that drives you wild and he seemed to really like it, too. Then I alternated between kissing and sucking on his balls before I turned my attention to his dick. I took him in my mouth as far as it would go until I felt his tip touch the back of my mouth. Then I slowly bobbed up and down, sucking on his wonderful shaft. Before too long I was bobbing up and down with a frantic urgency, eager to please him. My efforts brought upon a frantic urgency from his part, as he buried his face into my pussy and ate it out like there was no tomorrow. I came to a shuddering orgasm and my juices flowed straight from my pussy into his throat." "He quickly turned me around and I happily took my position with my pussy hovering just over his cock. I reached down and grabbed it to point it up to my opening while I spread my lips open with my other hand. Then I sat down and it eased right on into me. Damn, it felt so unbelievably good with him inside of me! I just lost my mind and began riding and bucking on him for all I was worth. You know how much I love morning sex." she giggled, "Well, apparently Eric does too. At first, I had planned to get off of him before he came, just for the fact that I wanted to see him shoot his cum. You know how I always found it sexy to watch when you came, and I thought it would be cute to see Eric's thing shoot off. But I was too lost in the moment and before I knew it he was spurting off into my pussy again." Navy Wives: Brenda "It's ok, though, I think it is cute either way, whether I see it shoot or feel it go inside of me. Besides, I will have plenty of time to see it shoot in the future. I think maybe I will give him another blowjob later and suck on him until he goes. I also want to see what it is like to swallow. Just to see what it tastes like. I have always been interested in trying that. I will probably try that soon also. I'm just afraid I'll embarrass myself by gagging or something. I'll try my best to just swallow it down." "So, that was it. We took a shower and I cooked him breakfast and he just left for work a little while ago." And so that is how my wife's sexual awakening and freedom to explore began. After this initial encounter, her having Eric as a good friend and lover became and acceptable and normal aspect of our marriage and everyone was satisfied. Soon after, she told Eric that their trysts between them were known and allowed by me, even encouraged. That certainly also eased any discomfort on his part and him and I got to be close friends. Brenda enjoyed this arrangement, not only for the sex, but because of her basic need for companionship while I was gone. As strange as it may sound, I found comfort in this arrangement by knowing that my wife was committed to me and I wasn't afraid of her cheating on me, which is to say having sex behind my back. I've come to realize, to the delight and adoration of my wife, that love and sex are two totally different and separate needs of a woman. Given our circumstances I could only have satisfied one of those needs and even though I was not able to satisfy the other need, I had no desire to deny her that need. To do so could've done nothing but harm our marriage. So we found an arrangement that worked well and our marriage was happier for it. Very few marriages will ever be that secure in their love, trust, and respect for each other.