20 comments/ 11602 views/ 16 favorites Jana's Adventure "What If" By: behindthatdoor This story has been inspired by others who have generously shared their stories. I thank them. And also in no small way by my wife. It is a subject husbands with beautiful wives think about often. Jana exists in reality exactly as described. And "The Adventure" still goes on for us. This first time, as detailed here, profoundly affected both of us. It opened up a world of honesty about ourselves and our desires and brought us closer. I completely understand though how something like this could turn out very badly, but we were lucky. I have had three years to think about every detail of that first night, so please forgive a first time writer his penchant (obsession?) for details. They were happily gleaned from (very!) many viewings of the video and dissecting the experience with Jana's perspective. Your comments will be greatly appreciated. We have a few more 'Adventures' to share if anyone is interested. ***** Beautiful Czech wife shares secret thoughts and other things... She sat at the outdoor café in Greenwich Village focused on her mobile phone. I didn't let her know I happened there by chance. I watched her. Every so often she looked out at the lunchtime crowd filing past. Was I imagining things or was she discretely checking out men from her vantage point? She seemed to be daydreaming and shifting uneasily in her seat. Her tastefully split, mid-length business skirt showed off her tanned, naked legs. They crossed one way and then the other. It was a warm day and I knew what that did to her. Who knew what was going on in her mind? The voyeur in me kept watching and a pattern emerged. An attractive guy would walk past, she would speak a few soundless words and her eyes would follow him until he disappeared. Was this my beautiful, faithful wife thinking not-so-faithful thoughts? I texted her. "Are you feeling naughty?" She looked down at her phone, smiled that beautiful smile and laughed to herself. Her eyes then followed the muscled butt of the next guy who walked by. I saw it clearly. My phone vibrated. It read, "Ahoj. I've been thinking. There maybe a little surprise tonight..." I had made a very significant discovery. It was the beginning. And there it was... We had nearly finished off a particularly nice bottle of Pomerol. It seemed to have made my wife even happier than was usually the case. Although being Eastern European, Jana's tolerance for alcohol reached its limit at two or three glasses. Suddenly she disappeared from the sofa. A few minutes later she returned and stopped in the doorway of the living room. This was a bit different. To my surprise (and approval!), she had changed into a pair of black stilettos and an oversized, white t-shirt that covered just the very top of her legs. Possibly (hopefully!) that was all she was wearing. Strangely she was also holding a plastic watering can. "Sometimes I think I'm a pot plant." "Excuse me?" What was this? "I need to be watered and I like my voda cold." She raised the watering can and poured it all over the thin material of the t-shirt. There was definite confirmation that Jana wasn't hiding underwear beneath her new fashion statement. Her large nipples pointed through the wet material and reacted very well to the cold water. The rest of her showed through too in exquisite goose-bumped detail. She slowly turned around to show off the full effect. The effect was agreeable... She walked over to where I was sitting on the sofa, leaving a trail of water in her wake. She stood facing away from me, just out of arm's length. She turned her head towards me then looked downward. "Oh, my shoelaces are undone," with a look of mock surprise. Her shoes did not have laces. She bent all the way down, grasped the heels of her stilettos and kept her legs completely straight. Her t-shirt lifted in just the right way. "What if he touched me just here? Or rubbed something a little bit over there? Really, what if?" She wiggled her gorgeous butt right in front of my face as she touched herself 'just here' and rubbed 'a little bit over there.' What had gotten into her? I made a mental note to get lots more Pomerol. I guessed the café episode must have scratched the right itch? "Are you already imagining what he might do me tonight? I'm feeling very naughty! If he wanted to, look at what he could touch. I might let him too. And she is already prepared. Are you horny?" "I am now!" "You should be. I'm going to go and get ready now and make you really horny." With that, her damp trail disappeared again. I heard the shower come on. "When I'm showered you should get ready too. We are going out." Whatever was going on? I went into the bathroom and she peeked from behind the curtain, her body hidden. I had already stripped to my underwear. I was ready now! "John, we are going somewhere tonight to try out this 'Adventure' idea of yours. We've had fun with 'He' for a long time and I know what the idea behind it does to you. I like what it does to you." She smiled. "Let's do this for real so I can see what that does to you. Just imagine if we make 'what if' real and 'He' isn't a little machine...". With that she reached out, pulled me close and kissed me deeply. As I reached for her she retreated into the shower. "No, no, no! I'm getting ready now. I'm going to do this completely crazy thing and flirt for you for real, just as you always wanted. I'm nervous and a little bit drunk, so go away and let me get ready before I change my mind. This will be our real 'Adventure' for the first time. You should go and get dressed." She disappeared into the shower. "Before you go could you please hand me the razor? Oh, and please book a room at that hotel. We are going to need it." We had been there before. We had fond memories of previous visits to that hotel, New York's well known Standard Hotel. "Seriously?" "Yes. Seriously hand me the razor. And then book the hotel room at the Standard. Better book a table too in the Boom Boom Room. And then I'm going to flirt for you in real life. Go!" I said nothing more and walked away with an immediate stomach full of butterflies. Neither of us spoke after that. For a long time we had used 'He' the vibrator playfully as a pretend other man ravishing her. It made us both hot. Using our imagination in the heat of the moment, sometimes I teased that she should open herself to some male attention, flirt a little bit and get a wicked thrill. Soon after our innocent foreplay she would get taken by both the vibrator and me. It was just teasing, a little bit of naughty fun. None of it went beyond our four walls. But this time there was a quantum twist and I was a bit slow to realise what was going on. It was clear now she wasn't talking about the vibrator at all. A tipping point had somehow been reached and my beautiful wife was upping the ante. I didn't realise just how horny recent events had made her. Or until the café thing that she had been thinking in this way at all. The combination of hot men everywhere, sunlight on her naked legs, my unexpected text and the naughtiness of her thoughts, had brought us to this mysterious point. Pomerol helped more than a little bit too. We were nervous, mellow from the wine and now both actively fantasising in overtime about her flirting with someone else, not her beloved 'He'. Or me. Whether it was made more real by my chance voyeurism that day, or for whatever reason a man has to be aroused by such things and his wife, it surely made me hotter than any other sexual thought that had ever entered my head. This was definitely a bit different. Confronting, and hot! 'What if' indeed. I wasn't even aware my teasing had evolved to such an obvious fascination! Had it? As we both went along with the blur of our private thoughts and ran with the moment, I had enough sense of mind to use a disposable alcohol breath tester. Maybe my heightened senses contributed to metabolizing alcohol quickly, because I barely registered. I could hardly remember how to drive during the silent 40 minute trip across the city, the bridge and on to Manhattan. The adventure begins... It has always been obvious to me how people observe and do double-takes on Jana. Maybe it was because it was spring or I was just more attuned to the fact, but I had noticed it happening more and more lately. Jana always made out that I was imagining things or teasing her, but her beauty constantly attracted admiration whether she admitted it or not. I had used the resulting titillation as an excuse to broach something with her. It was a naughty 'Adventure' for us both plucked from my imagination, sort of an extension of the 'He' scenario. In this 'Adventure', Jana would go to a bar alone and be open to the possibility of being picked up. She would just unobtrusively put herself out there and we would both see what would eventuate. Quite a familiar story, but not for us. I would play the voyeur, keeping a close eye (hmmm, yes I would) and that things were safe also. If (when!) there was interest and things seemed to be moving forward, I would show up. If she introduced me as a doctor, I would be a friend coming to save her and would get her out of the situation with any half-believable excuse. If I was an engineer, I would make polite conversation and leave. Whatever followed would be up to her and her new friend. It was awkward and weird to contemplate, but the possibilities were profoundly exciting. As we explored 'The Adventure' over and over, it always ended with breath-taking sex. Never though had our comfort zone been breached. Nor had it gone beyond the confines of the bedroom. I would never have imagined that she would do anything to make it real. Fantasy is one thing, reality another. She exited the bathroom and an exhilarating feeling came over me as I looked at her. It was like seeing her for the first time and I transposed this to the perspective of someone who might meet her tonight. No doubt their reaction would be the same. Jana is from a small village near the Czech/Polish border, long blonde hair, blue-eyed, tall and slim, thirty three years old. Hers is a beauty that gets better the closer you get. You see the striking model-like form from a distance, "Wow, look at that!" But as you get closer you think "My God!" She is always smiling. Hidden mischief is never far. Czechs have an amazing sense of humour. Her legs are long and impeccably toned. Beautiful Czech women have impossibly gorgeous behinds. Perfect, tight curves and their wonderful, unique attribute, the gap. From in front or behind, daylight is visible from the opposite side due to the hereditary trait of their legs being joined a long way apart. And she has all of that! Jana's rear view is fine art! She has the gap, intelligence and that accent... For this special night Jana wore an elegant, form-fitting dark grey dress, split sexily at the sides of her legs, tastefully showing just enough, but not too much. It also billowed a little at the front, so if she bent forward or when viewed from above, it was possible to see quite a lot. There were tantalising glimpses to be seen in all the right places, perfect. A short designer jacket, simple Baume and Mercier watch and Prada heels completed the picture. She looked beautiful. And she had taken off her ring, a small but hardly insignificant detail. Hmmm. Razor, ring, big details. So I ditched mine too. Jana looked at me with that mischievous smile, "John, I'm really nervous in so many different ways. I know what your imagination is like, so please don't expect anything unrealistic to happen. I just thought it would be a fun thing to do to shock my husband a little to get him all hot and bothered! I'm sure nothing will go beyond a little playing, so don't get too excited. Not until we get back to the room anyhow! It will be fine if it stays in your imagination for the moment." Her expression spoke quite the opposite. And she carefully didn't define who she meant by 'we' or inferred by 'for the moment'! She was really winding me up. I looked into her playful eyes and wondered what was going on behind them. "It was your idea to come here!" "We both brought us here and you know it. I just had one of those days where coincidences run into one another and somehow my thoughts popped out. You know how I am with alcohol. And I also know how your thoughts and other things run away with you sometimes." "It's not just my imagination going crazy here and you know that! They must have been very large coincidences!" It seems I had been right. Whilst I checked in to the hotel, I asked Jana to wait with our luggage in the lobby next to reception. We had a porter take the luggage up to the room. We directly took the elevator up to the famous bar of the Standard. I whispered, "I can't believe you... we are doing this." And there was no chance whatsoever that she would remain alone for long looking like that. Jana leaned back, gave me a seductive kiss and rolled her eyes, cheeks flushed, likely from imagining what really might happen than she cared to concede. "I'm really going to do this for you, John, but I'm nervous. And maybe just a little excited. It's like I am back in high school. I completely blame you and the Pomerol. Now let me go to the ladies room to put myself together. I want to make an impression on you. And maybe some others too?" She knew how to tease in just the right way. Why was I imagining her dressed in school uniform? I smiled and stood silently as she left to arrange herself. A deep excitement stirred within me. Jana too it seemed, although she had been reluctant to ever admit it. She was probably right, nothing likely would go on, save for a little harmless flirting. A little harmless flirting works fine for me though! After getting each other all hot and bothered in bed by the long-running, recurring 'Adventure' theme, this was the first time she/we had even come close to playing out any fantasy for real. The thought of her being with someone was a conundrum. No doubt the thought of it was hot, but it had only existed in my imagination until now. And it was obvious that Jana was thinking much more about it than she let on. Like in the café. So this was a very big thing for us. She was going out to flirt and... 'What if'... Jana returned. "Okay, let's be clear about all this. If I call you Dr John, you are my friend in shining armour and that is it. You will save me." "And what's the other option?" She was teasing mercilessly with her dumb blonde impression. She knew very well. "I don't remember what it was?... breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breath out." "I'm sure you don't blondie!" "Okay." She continued, eyebrows raised in mock indifference, "If I call you John the engineer, you may need to spend the night wondering what I'm doing. And that would be terrible, wouldn't it?" The mischievous smile again. "Do you think you would be able to engineer another drink for me please John?" She waited for my reaction. "So when we are done with this tonight, be ready. I hope you have been working hard in the gym this week. I'm imagining what I am going to do to you when we get back to the room. You will like what I am thinking." I gave her a long, passionate kiss and pressed against her. "You know what this will do to us afterwards don't you! It's already doing it as you may have noticed. It's going to be better than good. Flirt away beautiful wife. See what you can do for us." With a wink and a smile she turned and walked toward the bar. Here she goes I thought to myself. Stunning, well dressed woman sitting alone in a bar. What am I doing? Before she left, she whispered in her best taunting tone, "Look at what you may or may not get to touch tonight." As I watched her leaving, she threw her hair back, held up a split in her dress for a moment and exaggerated the wiggling of her bum. Hmmm. She was definitely in good form tonight. I was shown to the table I had reserved. It was close to the large windows looking out at the beautiful panorama of New York at night, but set back quite a way from the bar. I gave the attractive hostess my credit card guarantee for the table and ordered a drink. I sat alone with a glass of red wine and my turbocharged thoughts. The bar was quite busy. As always in the Standard there were many striking, seemingly unattached women in two's and three's and larger groups. There were obvious couples. One consisted of two couples, maybe in their late thirties, engrossed in conversation with one another. There were a few recognisable celebrities and predictably their attendant hangers-on. Another group included three men and one very bored looking woman who looked like she wanted to escape. There were numerous after work boys in business suits talking their usual alcohol-fuelled nonsense. Jana has always either ignored or been ambivalent to the subject of her beauty. It is true that in her country of birth there are many, many beautiful women. She is most certainly one of them and the fact that there are many does not diminish the extent of hers. When taken out of the context of her country, to somewhere like New York where we were now, she clearly is abnormally beautiful. I watched her at the bar seated on a bar stool. Almost every man nearby did a double take to get a good look at her. A group of suits began to obviously talk about her. She ordered a drink. After the first minutes had passed, Jana made some small talk with two quite attractive women about her age seated next to her. She had nearly finished her first drink. It was fortunate there was a few hours between drinks at home and here, as she would already be drunk again. Or maybe that was the idea? The men in suits were joking amongst themselves and obviously checking out Jana and her two new friends. One of the suits walked towards her. I watched intently. He looked at her closely in a studied way, but he wanted to appear that he was on his way to the men's room. I laughed to myself. Her beauty was probably intimidating for him, but come on, this was New York. When I looked back at Jana, out of nowhere a man was standing next to her. He was like the stealthy butler with the sneakiness in the movie Mr Deeds. Oh shit, here we go I guess. The pit of my stomach was almost painful with anticipation. I felt like a spy rather than a modest voyeur. He was leaning against the bar, talking to my wife. I watched raptly as the man ordered a drink for both of them. I could see Jana laugh once and nod in agreement. Her smile and natural Czech friendliness can disarm any man in in an instant, and true to form, had. I felt a bizarre mix of fear and exhilaration as I watched enthralled. Jana turned to face the stranger. Their conversation continued easily, with the man leaning in closer as the minutes passed. I moved across the room and observed him moving in very close to Jana. He said something in her ear and then walked away. Was I relieved or disappointed? I moved toward the bar with my mixed emotions. As I was halfway there I stopped. Another man had now taken the vacant space next to Jana. He immediately struck up a conversation with her and ordered yet another drink. Jana was nodding her head and smiling, and interestingly for me, occasionally playing with her hair (I wasn't sure if it was real body language or she was winding me and/or him up. Smart girl!). I approached them. I was extremely nervous. I went over 'The Adventure' code in my head: Dr John, I get her out of this; John the engineer, ouch and game on. Jana saw me. She had the expression of a child caught doing something naughty. This was definitely awkward. Perversely I somehow liked the awkwardness. I continued walking past and just winked at her discretely. So far she was crushing me, so that was one for me. She wrinkled her eyebrows together in a look that said all it had to. I backed up behind another group but close enough to see and hear proceedings. Jana's Adventure "What If" "Ce n'est pas possible! Je l'ai vu la première de cette belle femme!," boomed a joking French voice. He had seen the beautiful woman first and he was protesting to his friend, the first man that had now returned. He was a fit, good looking guy in his late thirties. Neither man wore a wedding ring. It was clear now that there was a contest for Jana. I left her for quite a while to let her enjoy being fought over and contemplated what might happen. I readied to insert myself in 'The Adventure'. I walked confidently over to them, despite my trepidation. "Hi Jana." The two men eyed me suspiciously. "Hello," Jana replied in an unsure way. One of the guys turned to me and held out his hand, "Stephane Orlean." My head was racing. I shook Stephane's hand, stammering, "Uh, pleased to meet you, John Benson," I faked a cough and glanced over at Jana. In an instant Jana blurted out, "This is John. He's gay, but don't get any ideas, he's taken!" Very quick, but was I doctor or engineer? I shook Stephane's hand firmly. "Please excuse my blonde friend. She thinks she can get away with anything. And looking like that, she usually does. If I liked women I might even let her ask me out. Nice to meet you, Stephane." I also introduced myself to the second man, Chris Jones. Chris spoke with an English accent, quite a contrast to Stephane's French lilt. Jana's cheeks blushed and when she looked my way, her eyes were wide. I watched fascinated as the two men closed ranks on her. Contest on! Jana smiled, but also seemed tense as she spoke to me, "John..." '"Can I speak to you about the plans that were made today? Please excuse us for a moment." Stephane and Chris groaned noisily in exasperation. "Boring. Work is finished for today." Jana held up her hand. "I just need to talk to John quickly, we won't be long." We walked out of the bar up to the open air rooftop area. The view of New York was stunning. "Jana, this is really doing it for you, isn't it?" "As awkward as it is to admit such a thing, especially to their husband, I can't hide it. Stephane is making me crazy. I'm like a hormonal schoolgirl around him. He makes me laugh." "So you want to continue and see where this goes?" "Yes," she said nervously. "Jana, I'm going to disappear but I won't be far. If I stay with you I'll surely make a mistake or somehow mess it up for you. I'm really not good at being gay! By yourself it will be impossible to mess up, as it doesn't matter what you do, they will still want you desperately. I'll come now, be polite and say goodbye. I'll leave it at that, the rest will be up to you." Jana appeared a little panicked, but she couldn't fully hide her excitement. "I would really feel better if you were with us for a while and see what happens. I don't know where this is all going, (she and I knew exactly where it was going!) and I think you should be there." I reluctantly agreed, and with that, went back to the bar. Jana resumed her place. She shrugged. "Well, I guess work can wait." This made everyone happy and we all agreed to move to my table. As soon as we sat, Chris grabbed Jana's hand. "Dance with me?" It wasn't really a question the way he asked. Stephane was transfixed as he watched Chris take Jana up in his arms on the dance floor. Chris was trying his best and Jana was simply going with the moment. She was letting him do whatever he wanted and seemed completely comfortable doing it. He held her close and she happily moved into him. Stephane's face mirrored his thoughts and it was obvious Chris wasn't his favourite person right now. He was going quietly crazy watching the action on the dance floor. We ordered more drinks and he began asking me questions about Jana. I steered clear of giving any direct answers and only let on that she was with a large engineering company evaluating a possible new project. I told him the truth that Jana was a very talented engineer, but during all the years I had known her, she had always been intensely private and not obviously in any serious relationship that I knew about. This was exactly what Stephane wanted to hear. He shook his head as he watched Jana. "That woman is gorgeous," he said in his French accent. Jana was really at ease with Chris. He held her tight and his hands were definitely wandering. And she just let them wander, even encouraging him subtly with her movements. I tried to avoid staring but couldn't. My heart was nearly exiting my chest. As they came back to sit down, Stephane quickly stood up and Jana slid into the chair next to him, without words. Chris awkwardly sat on the opposite side of the table. He looked like someone who won a race, but couldn't find the podium to collect his prize. Stephane looked into Jana's eyes and they both got up immediately and moved onto the dance floor. Again, no words. Chris was like a fish out of water. It was very uncomfortable as I struggled to make small talk with him. We ran out of conversation quickly and just stared at them on the dance floor. They fit and moved together effortlessly. She smiled up at him and then rested her head on his shoulder as they danced slowly. Stephane wasn't at all feely with his hands, but it seemed Jana wanted him to be. I was now quite definitely edgy. Chris was getting increasingly unhappy with how things were going. Stephane held her close and said something in her ear. She smiled and I could make out a simple "Okay," and a discrete nod. Jana was silent as she got back to the table. She seemed to be a little bit drunk and trying to hide how circumstances were affecting her. Her body couldn't hide everything though, as her nipples had begun to point through both her bra and dress. I doubted it was caused by the efficient air-conditioning or the great city view! Chris obviously noticed them too. Stephane had settled in next to her, close. The two turned to look at one another in the eyes, and both smiled. Chris saw the writing on the wall and silently accepted defeat. He made his respectful goodbyes and with that, left the table. It was a polite and graceful exit and it relieved the palpable discomfort between the competing friends. Stephane gave Chris an appreciative nod of thanks as he left. So now it was me who was the odd one out, although I was not a perceived threat due to being gay and with no obvious connection to Jana other than being a work friend. We continued some polite comedy for a while until Jana looked around at me. She looked lost for words. She was trembling slightly. I smiled back with a tilt of my head and wide open eyes as if to say, "And?" Then Jana hit me with a figurative sledge hammer. "John, I'm a little bit anxious about how things will go tomorrow. Would it be too much to ask you to double check all is in place with the revised engineering proposals?" The 'this-is-so-hot/do-I-really-want-my-wife-to-have-sex-with-this-guy' conundrum shook me to the core. "Jana, you don't need to be concerned, we've already prepared everything. From our side everything has been shaved that could be. It might be bigger than we thought, but we will see tomorrow. I'll take care of any other arrangements, so you can relax. I'm sure it will go through without problem. Don't worry, it's all going to be fine," I lied. Profoundly. But I think I noticed Jana biting the inside of her bottom lip in an attempt to not burst out laughing at the deliberate double entendre. "I'm sure we won't need to call in a doctor," I added. My wife wanted to have sex with this man and just told me as much! And I replied that yeah sure, it's fine if you just go off now and wantonly fuck him as you like. Shit! You know when you get into one of those situations and it is precisely the last place on earth you want to be? There I was and my parachute wasn't opening. But at least I could still makes joke about it. I stood up and made my farewell to them. I shook Stephane's hand and Jana gave me a conservative kiss on the cheek. "A pleasure to meet you Stephane. You both have a good night." Have fun fucking my wife I thought silently. As I left, I took one last look at my beautiful and painfully excited spouse. She was now free to do whatever she wanted. Wasn't I sitting comfortably at home sipping nice wine a few hours ago? I hurried back to the hotel room and collapsed on the bed. Time morphed into a fusion of torment and arousal. Honesty My mobile phone rang. "It's me... I'm downstairs... I'm really nervous. He isn't staying here. He was just here with his friends. He lives quite close, near the Apple store in the Meat Packing district. He wants me to go his apartment with him. I think I'm too scared to go there." "Jana, you can go to the room next door to ours. By chance that engineer booked it for you, just in case there wasn't a medical emergency." "What! Why didn't you tell me you scheming pervert? Actually I'm glad you didn't. It's too weird. Are you really sure all this is ok?" Her mind was operating at warp speed, so fast in fact she could hardly get the words out quickly enough. "I'm not sure I will want to stop if I go any further. Actually, I don't want to stop now. I can't believe I even said that! But now is definitely the time for honesty about what we want. This isn't our sexy private joke any more, it's real and it's just, well, sexy! I didn't plan for this to go so far, unlike certain unemployed doctors who book hotel rooms! I thought I would just do a few flirty, harmless things, and then you and I would go back to our room and get naughty. And we don't need to explain to each other what it means and how we feel about it. We know what it does to us and this 'Adventure' is much more than that. Very much more! I just have to be one hundred percent sure that we are okay. I think you are really strange to want this, but I'm glad you do. I really love you." She went on, words flying, "I assume you really want to go through with this? You do want to, don't you? I know the thought of it makes you horny, but this is way beyond a few erotic synapses popping in our heads. It's difficult to describe what it's doing to me. The word horny doesn't come close. So here's the truth. I want to do it." She paused for my reaction. I stayed silent. "I've been thinking about really naughty things and whether I could actually do them for real. Being honest with yourself isn't easy. I thought about my innermost erotic desires and what I would really like to do without limits. Thinking about these things made me so hot. I often thought about them when I was alone in the city, looking at beautiful people and fantasising about what could happen. But I was too afraid to do anything or talk openly about it with you. It embarrassed me and I wasn't sure what your reaction would be. It's not because of anything bad with you or me, it's just exciting and hot and I really like feeling that. You saw how your teasing about other men turns me on in bed. Imagine how I feel now! God!" "Jana, it's ok. Tell me everything." "Tonight was amazing! Men are so obvious, but I still loved all the games, especially how they both really wanted me. I felt like an object of desire being fought over and it aroused me so much it was almost painful! And despite the low-key way I behave, I know how I look and the effect it has. I guess it has always been a protection mechanism for me to avoid problems by hiding my body. Secretly I really like how people look at me in that certain way in this country. I see it happening all the time with men and women and it somehow makes me feel special in a nice way." "Go on. I love this." Yes I did! "I never told you, but once I was approached by a very beautiful women when I was sitting alone in Central Park. She asked me openly if I would share an afternoon of pleasure with her. She was so natural and lovely that it was actually very flattering. I was shocked and obviously didn't accept, but it really excited me! I even kept her business card. Just looking at it makes me excited. In my secret thoughts I wonder how it would have been if I had just accepted her offer." This was so hot. "Somehow I wanted to put this whole 'Adventure' thing on you and make it look like I was the hesitant one. I'm not, yes I am, I'm really nervous, about you and him, but just the possibility is making me crazy inside! Did I just say that? But tonight I thought I would challenge you and us, just for some naughty fun. So here we are, a bit naughtier than I had imagined." Just a bit! "Did I mention I am nervous? And now that I have bared my soul to you and we've come through the most difficult part of this awkwardness, I've decided I'm going to make my fantasy real. I am going to do it." She went silent for a moment. "It's like I'm two people. I'm not schizophrenic and neither am I! I'm the most surprised one and the one who has made the decision to go through with it! I definitely had not intended this to happen. I just wanted to make you a little horny and have a fun night. I'm scared, but I'm deeply, erotically, excited. This is what you want to hear, isn't it? That I'm going to do it. I hope it is." "Here I am being brutally honest. I know you can understand because we are so close. I can't pretend that this is just for you. You know I'm not a selfish person, especially in that way, but I have desires just like anyone and for whatever reasons, these desires are overwhelming me tonight. I want to feel pleasure with this stranger. I want to be seduced by 'what if' but go beyond it. I want to show all of myself to him and know that this physical beauty I've been given makes him crazy. I want to say and do things I never have. I want to fuck without thinking. I want to feel orgasms. I want to feel another man inside me and watch him lose control because of how I look and what I do to him. I want to watch him cum. Oh God, it makes me even hornier just to say that! I want to make another man cum, in me, on me, all over me. Oh God! I want to make my sexy secrets real, not just fantasies that get me hot. I want to do everything and not be afraid and not think that I shouldn't be doing it because it's bad or dirty or wrong or because I'm married." "This really is an 'Adventure' strange husband and it is so much easier for me to accept acting on these desires when you share them with me. Imagine the level of trust we have together to even be here!" "Now I want to go and have sex with this gorgeous stranger who isn't you and feel as much pleasure as I can. I don't want to only imagine the pleasure I could have if... I want to feel the real thing. There I said it! And now there is a cliff waiting for me to jump off." Her voice ended nervously almost as a question. I grabbed the cardkey for the adjoining room as I spoke into the phone, "Jana, whatever it is you have been thinking about, just let it happen. Let's not talk any more. There's nothing more we need to say. You have been perfect tonight. Go and make it more perfect now." "That is definitely not what I expected to hear from you. I really love you." "I have the key to the room. How much will you pay me for it? Silence. Just use the room. It's late, I'm not going anywhere. I need my beauty sleep." There was only silence on the line. I began to think I'd lost the connection, but then her voice came back. "I'm sure you do. Would you be able to leave the key with the concierge? John, I really want this. I can't believe you understand me and accept it. Thank you." I was stabbed hard again. Trying to maintain my composure I answered back, "I'll take the key and drop it there. Don't worry. Just keep him busy for ten minutes. I'm sure you can think of a way to do that..." "John I'm so horny I can hardly walk. Even if nothing else happens this is already incredible. It might seem an inappropriate time to say it, but I've never felt closer to you. Please be quick before I get too scared to go through with it." The call then disconnected. Confronting translation again, "Please hurry so I can put this stranger's cock in me." My mind was bending, but Jana was most definitely not the only horny one. I took a hotel envelope, wrapped the card key in a blank piece of paper and slid it into the envelope and wrote her name on it. I raced downstairs and handed it to the concierge who gave me a knowing, worldly look. My breathing was heavy and my pulse was racing. Is this really what I wanted? I pictured Jana's face, biting her lip in pleasure, moaning with the exhilaration of a stranger touching her. And fucking her. Shit! I didn't know how, but somehow I would push through the strangeness of this. It was what I wanted, wasn't it? I eyed my smartphone. A thought jumped into my head. Could I get it that right? If it worked!! I stopped thinking and didn't hesitate. Using the second cardkey, I quickly slipped into the other room, phone, scissors and my empty toiletry bag in hand. The phone fit perfectly inside the toiletry bag. I frantically cut a small hole in it for the lens, and then propped it discretely between the TV and some normally useless hotel decoration. I tested the aim of the camera and made sure it was pointed to film as much of the bed as possible. I was almost sure in the heat of the moment and with all the alcohol during the night it wouldn't be noticed. Hands shaking, I set the phone's airplane mode to on, the camera on record, made sure the flashing red light was hidden and returned to our room. If... I heard the door open and close in the next room. I carefully and as silently as possible put my ear to the double door between the two rooms. Thankfully (?) they were not perfectly sound-proofed. I couldn't hear much for quite some time but then, ouch, reality had arrived. This was the real thing. Jana was having sex! It was unmistakable. I could clearly hear her experiencing those secret pleasures that so fuelled her excitement. Her profound, hungry moans conveyed exactly how good it felt. These taunting sounds couldn't have more blatantly spoken to me, 'Hello husband, I have fantasised about this over and over, and now I'm feeling the most intense pleasure my body has ever known. His big cock is fucking me just how I wanted and now the best part is nearly here.' The oddness of emotions swirled in my head. As I continued listening, I heard the special sound that I had imagined for so long. Jana was having an orgasm. I listened to her frantic words and long, intense moans interspersed with silence as she came. And came! How to explain? This was so hot! But so strange. I imagined the gorgeous half smile as she savoured the last tantalising tremors. I knew each sexual nuance so well, but it wasn't me who was making her smile this time. I tried to imagine what she was doing those moments of orgasm. I thought about lots of things. Silence. Then more sounds of pleasure. They continued fucking and it was very obvious that Jana was loving her part of 'The Adventure'. Stephane too. It also sounded like they were in no hurry. Then everything went quiet again. Again the sounds started, not loud, but I could just make out more moans and lots of talking from both of them. The more frenzied the moaning became, the louder the talking. It went on and on. I wasn't sure how to handle it, but my arousal overshadowed all other thoughts and my naughty imagination ran wild. I lay down with a pillow next to the wall listening to the sounds of my beautiful wife doing what I thought would never happen. Morning I awoke early with a start and the reality of what had happened hit home. I had woken many times during the night wondering if they were still at it. Each time I woke I listened hard, sometimes hearing sex, but mostly silence. I began to hear movement and quiet voices. I made out the sound of the lock of their room door opening. I got up and as quietly as possible ran to the door. I looked out of the peep-hole and caught sight of who I assumed was Stephane walking past. Jana's Adventure "What If" I quickly threw on a change of clothes, and after what I thought was long enough, opened my door a little. Seeing no one in the hall, I grabbed the second cardkey and entered the room next door. It was dark and smelled strongly of sex. I moved slowly letting my eyes adjust. Jana was lying on the bed, under the covers, her messy blonde hair splayed over the pillow. After I had taken a few steps, Jana spoke in a hoarse whisper sounding surprised, "Stephane?" "No it's me. Is he gone or is he coming back?" She turned over to look at me with a perplexed expression on her face. She raised both hands to cover her face. "Yes he's gone. I can't believe this happened John." I sat down on the bed next to her. "So?" "What?" Jana looked down at the bed. "So how are you? How was it?" Like I was asking how salad was at lunch. Jana was quiet. She looked at me. "I'm so embarrassed. I want to be alone in a small dark room with a locked door. Are you still okay with this?" I lay down next to her on the bed, my once-in-100-years erection impossible to hide. "I am weird about it, yes, but how could I not be? We've already talked about it and there is no need to go over it again. I think you said all that needed to be said last night." Jana shook her head, looking at me with uncertainty. She took a deep breath. "I'm scared to tell you what I'm thinking. I know you want to know what happened." I got into bed next to her. "You don't need to put words to this. I am in awe that you could tell me what you did and then you could go through with it. We can't explain it and we don't need to. I just..." Jana smiled, still not recovered, and spoke quietly cutting me off. "John, it wasn't good for me..., it was incredible! I'm scared to tell you how good it was..." She was like an enthusiastic child. As I laughed nervously at her words, she began to laugh with me. The awkwardness evaporated. "How many times?" "More than one... less than ten." I hit her with a pillow. "Oh my God, three times..., they were so intense! And if you were wondering, yes it was big." "And him?" "Only once. It wasn't normal. It wouldn't go down. I can't stop thinking about it." What a conversation. I eyed the hidden phone. "There is something else." Jana looked at me. "I absolutely can't do anything now. I'm more exhausted in every way than I have ever been in my life. And more embarrassed." "No not that." Jana looked worried. I got up from the bed and unwrapped the phone. Jana froze and her eyes opened wide. "You didn't!" "I wanted to see you without any inhibitions or distractions. With someone else... I need this... I put up with the erotic torment of listening to you all night. You had your fantasy, now here is a little consolation for me." "It's too embarrassing. I drank too much. Pichat! I think I mentioned recently that you are a pervert!" "Yeah and you hated every minute of last night." She laughed again. "You are so weird. I don't want to see it, it's too embarrassing. Not yet anyway! I suppose it's okay if you watch it. What choice do I have? I'm too tired to think about it. I guess there's none of me you haven't seen before. And it will surely answer the questions you are sure to bother me with without me having to do it. God I'm so embarrassed. Hold me you weird pervert." I held her. It was really confronting smelling and seeing another man's fresh cum on your wife. I was very glad this awkward first conversation was out of the way. Jana was quickly asleep. I then returned to the other room with the precious phone tightly in my hand. If becomes her I downloaded the video from the phone to my laptop and nervously went to a random part of the video. They were both in just part of the frame, but clearly visible. My heart thumped in anticipation. I immediately stopped and went to the beginning. Jana and Stephane were kissing passionately next to the bed. I turned the volume up, and watched the start of the most disturbing, erotic (is there a word that rolls all that and more into one?) thing I have ever witnessed. In the dim light, Stephane held Jana tightly against him. Their tongues explored each other sexily. Jana gasped for breath, not from needing air, but from lust. He touched her back softly, over her sculpted cheeks and down to the top her of her thighs. She shivered. Her hands moved gently over Stephane's neck and shoulders and down the front of his chest. She was losing control. This is what I wanted to see. She moved back away from him and stood motionless, watching him and letting him see her. This was new to me. I could see her visibly swallow and then she broke into a beautiful inviting smile. She wanted to be watched! Wow! "You can have everything," she said quietly. I thought my head would explode at that moment. Stephane went to her and slowly moved the straps off her shoulders, and licked and sucked gently on her earlobes and neck. I could hear her breathing getting heavier. He pulled the straps lower toward her waist, revealing her sexy, see-through bra. Her large nipples communicated her excitement. In the bar they were already pointing through her bra and dress, now it was possible to hang things from them. When the dress straps were down to about waist level, Jana moved her arms and let the dress fall. They looked into each other's eyes for a long moment, then she turned around so that her back was facing him. She pressed back against him, her head leaning backwards onto his shoulder, grinding her pelvis gently to explore his hardness. Was this really my wife? With a few quick movements, the clasp of her bra opened, freeing her perfect breasts to the air. He still had not seen them in all their glory and I was amazed at his discipline. He slowly moved to her side so he could gradually take in her beauty. From beside her he gently cupped underneath one breast, feeling its shape and firmness, touching a large, hard nipple as it pointed diagonally upward. She turned to face him, put both arms above her head, held one wrist with her other hand and pushed her chest forward. She then did a slow, smiling pirouette, showing herself to him, not like a slutty stripper, but more like a naughty young girl, letting him see what was to come. I was surprised at how much pleasure this small act of exhibitionism seemed to give her. Again it was something new to me. Stephane was temporarily either overawed or overwhelmed by her unexpected display as he didn't move as he watched her. I suspected he even stopped breathing. He recovered though after some moments and again moved behind her, grasping one breast in each hand and pulling her firmly toward him. He gently twisted her nipples and her chest pushed out in response. The anticipation was eating at her. Her mounting excitement was everywhere to see. Her head nestled back against his shoulder, her eyes closed, her lips were moist and slightly apart, her cheeks were writhing against the bulge of his pants and her breasts pushed forward against his cupped hands. This was beyond good. After some time Jana turned around. She motioned Stephane to take her dress the rest of the way down to the floor, and now she was naked except for her stockings and tiny underwear. What a sight! Although I was watching this with full knowledge that it had already happened, it was still extremely difficult to accept that there was no doubting Jana's intentions now. Her every movement was sensual. She bit her bottom lip softly and her index finger went unconsciously to her mouth. That simple action nearly brought me to orgasm. Now the real pleasure would start. It said to me, 'I am now going to make my fantasy real. I am going to fuck and feel pleasure in just a moment.' Jana's 'Adventure' had begun. And by default, mine too. She would soon be fucking her handsome stranger. Again contradiction, so hot but tempered by the obvious worries a husband has as he watches his wife's willing seduction. With little effort, she soon had Stephane's shirt completely unbuttoned and on the floor near her dress. Jana stepped backward and sat down on the bed, never breaking eye contact. Stephane moved close to her and she slowly undid his belt and pants. With pants round his ankles, his red jockey shorts were exposed. Jana hesitated, then pulled the top forward and looked in. Her face lit up. She grabbed the shorts and pulled them down. His cock sprang forward and hit her in the face. She laughed. I leaned in closer to the screen. I was not only shocked as the 'Adventure' really got started, but also at the sight of his cock (read larger than mine) which would soon fulfil the fantasies dancing around her mind. "Oh my God!" She looked back and forth between Stephane's face and his cock, laughing a little nervously, "To je krásný. It's beautiful..." It still seemed so unreal. He smiled down at her. And so he should. Mesmerized, Jana gently took hold of his cock and began to explore it. She felt it all around, cupped his balls, and touched the shaft tenderly all over as if it was fragile. I watched as she luxuriated in the eroticism of it on her skin. She took it and rubbed it all over her face, her eyes, her nose and even her ears. Unable to resist any longer, she moved forward and brought the now fully erect cock into contact with her beautiful lips. She licked all around the large head as Stephane stood completely still and looked skyward in ecstasy. It was so disturbingly arousing watching her restrained joy. She moved slowly, tentatively licking, then taking the first centimetres into her mouth. At the same time both her hands slowly stroked its whole length. She gradually relaxed, then gripped the base and held it strongly. It was so hard it shined, heavy veins prominent. She held it not wanting to let go, admiring, smiling, imagining the imminent pleasure. She looked so happy. The top of his cock disappeared past her lips and she sucked on it deeply. She alternated between sucking the head, licking the entire shaft and each ball in turn, returning to kiss the head wetly and lovingly. She lingered for long moments sliding her tongue sexily along the most sensitive underside of his swollen cockhead where she knew it felt best. One of her hands slipped down to touch herself. She took his cock in one hand and a breast in the other and rubbed the pointing nipple back and forth along the underside of his cock. She took him in her mouth again and pushed her breasts together, plopped it out and surrounded his cock with her cleavage. She moved her body up and down to fuck his cock with them. It looked so hot! She occasionally pushed his cock into her mouth again with her breasts. Throughout Stephane dared not move. After long minutes of oral ecstasy, Stephane began to run his fingers through Jana's long, blonde hair and gently pulled away from her. She reluctantly let go of him as he encouraged her to her feet. He brought her close and kissed her deeply. As her arousal increased even more, she responded with her arms around his neck and licking his mouth and tongue sexily. He lowered her onto the bed and attacked her nipples. She arched her back and pushed her breasts into his face, feeding them to his hungry mouth. She moaned open-mouthed as he licked, bit and sucked them. He continued with her feet facing the camera. Her moans became more insistent. He pushed Jana on her side to face away from him, moved down, grasped her ankles and began kissing her feet tenderly. He licked and kissed his way to her knees and then pushed her upper leg forward, with Jana still on her side. He licked all the way along her lower leg and lingered on her perfect cheeks, feeling them, kissing each one and probing their depths with his tongue. She squirmed, clutched the sheet with both hands and moved herself in circles against him. She turned over to face him. She looked up at him with a pleading look and said in her heavy Czech accent, "Please, I need." Stephane sat up on the bed and began kissing down her abdomen toward her very expectant pussy. He slowly pulled off her lingerie and tossed it toward the camera. Jana had that unmistakeable look of a woman who would soon experience pleasure. Here was the start of the real sensations she craved. Her excited clitoris was already beautifully prominent even before his first touch. She exhaled in open mouthed delight as he kissed and licked her there for the first time. She pushed herself against his tongue as though she was slowly fucking it. Her legs opened more, almost unconsciously, as she writhed against him, her pelvis probing greedily to find the most pleasure from his tongue. She moaned sexily, clearly loving the tingling warmth washing through her. They continued the slow, slippery rhythm. Jana was absorbed by the sensations of lips and tongue sliding all over and in her. He slipped two fingers inside and slowly fucked her with them, all the while kissing and licking her. He took her to just a breath away from losing control, then slowed, only to start over, taking her there again. He kept her there, hanging in that delicious limbo near the edge of orgasm for a very long time, obviously in no hurry, happy to give and watch her. Her expression, open mouthed moans and closed eyes echoed the depth of her hunger. With both hands she unashamedly pulled herself as wide open as she could, then sat up momentarily to look down at her openness. She licked her lips as she looked down at herself. When she lay down again she pushed her waiting pussy forward, offering herself. He drove his tongue in as far as it could reach, kissing and licking her wildly, then withdrew slowly to watch the effect, and did it again and again. He took over holding her open which freed her hands to shift to her chest. Jana cupped her breasts and squeezed and twisted her nipples to even more prominence. He delicately circled her clit with his tongue, barely touching it, as she squirmed to push against him. He kissed it lasciviously, his whole mouth covering her whilst he continued flicking his tongue all around and over her most sensitive place. There was no distraction and no holding back. All movements and thoughts became completely focused on getting or giving pleasure. This was beyond what I had imagined! I was watching my naked wife with her legs wide apart, a small touch from orgasm, looking down at herself, feeling the growing pleasure as her pussy was played in just the right way. I felt very strange, but to see this was both unexplainable and incredibly hot. Somehow my perspective changed at that moment. What a time for an epiphany! I looked at her beautiful face in the throes of ecstasy and just accepted that she was feeling immense pleasure and loving it. If this was what she wanted, I wanted it to be extraordinary for her. Jealousy and lingering negativity had receded, but my extreme hard-on had not! I reminded myself that I was enjoying this too. Not as much as Jana, but in my own way, yes, definitely. I wanted more. So did Jana... Sensing that soon Jana wouldn't be able to hold herself back from orgasm, Stephane gently raised her to a sitting position, kissed her and said "Turn over and let me see you." She smiled and turned herself slowly, making certain that he saw all of her. Jana must certainly have been working hard on that fantasy. This was amazing! As Jana was turning, Stephane left the bed for an instant and returned with a condom. His eyes though never left her. Jana eased forward until she was on her knees and then onto her outstretched hands, facing the camera. She looked so hot! I watched, breathless, as Stephane moved behind her and put on the condom. She turned to look back, wiggling herself from side to side, waiting and wanting the even greater pleasure to arrive. He brushed the sides of her breasts, lightly scratched her back, and felt all around her tight, round cheeks. I could see Jana's eyes clearly as she looked back to see what he was doing. Her anticipation was almost painful. Without hurry Stephane savoured the gorgeous view of where he would enter her. From behind he licked her and instantly her expectant wiggling changed to writhing, as her pussy again searched for his tongue. I could just barely make out his words, "I want to feel you now." Stephane got onto his knees and made small movements to get into the right position, and then pushed his pelvis forward. His hardness pushed against her, but he did not yet penetrate her. She remained silent, no acknowledgment necessary. He gently lifted Jana by the waist to raise her higher off the bed. He continued caressing and lightly scratching her back. Her breathing became noticeably heavier and slower. He explored all around her cheeks and felt the wetness in between. He moistened his index and middle finger in his mouth and reached around from behind to gently tease just around her swollen clit. He lingered there, hardly moving. Jana closed her eyes and her face was totally focused on his touches. She didn't dare move a muscle as Stephane played her like an instrument. He shifted and naughtily ran his index finger around the rim of her anus. Her writhing didn't change, but he was careful not to stay too long and risk losing the momentum of her excruciating need. Jana's expression gave no doubt what she was feeling. Her desire now was extreme. So was his. He grasped the base of his rigid cock and moved forward, pressing himself around her entrance. He teased her more, touching all around but not entering. She squirmed seductively, the delicious agony of impatience overwhelming her. She shifted her knees further apart to let him see her and allow him to finally reach where she wanted him. Her pelvis was moving involuntarily in small circles and pressed back into him, "Ohhhh..." Jana opened her eyes in bewilderment and took a few long, open mouthed breaths. Stephane leaned forward kissing the back of Jana's neck while he played with her pussy and cupped her breasts. Jana eased slowly back against him. Stephane returned upright, and placed both hands on Jana's hips and entered her. She opened her eyes and gave a long moan that clearly translated to, 'Oh yes, I want more.' Her wetness washed over his slippery cockhead and it occurred to me, although it was rather obvious, that Jana was at this moment being fucked. This was no longer 'what if'. My beautiful wife was being fucked. Stephane withdrew then reached down, his fingers disappearing somewhere between her legs. I watched the expression of wanton pleasure on her face. Her eyelids lowered and she breathlessly spoke, "Ano, ano. Ó můj bože, ano!" "Yes, yes, oh my God, yes!" over and over again. Minutes passed, as Jana's body drank in the incredible new sensations. Her pussy opened more easily as her arousal grew. The intensity of her need grew. He rose up again and returned both hands to her hips and upped the tempo. As if intoxicated, Jana lifted her head up, eyes shut tight and continued to move her pelvis in small circles, heightening her own pleasure as she manoeuvred his cock into just the right places. With the slippery shaft moving inside her pussy and her hips circling around sexily, her tongue every now and then mimicked the same circular motions, as she licked around her lips, just as though they were sliding hungrily over an imaginary cockhead. He stopped, then with a slow, steady rhythm, thrust in and out more forcefully. He was taking her higher. Jana's extreme pleasure was now easily audible. The sounds grew louder as Stephane kept up the steady movements. He was now leaning forward gently pinching her nipples and feeling all around her the cheeks of her arse. Jana lowered her head to the bed so that all that remained visible was the mass of her long, blonde hair moving to the rhythm of Stephane thrusting into her cunt. (Yes it was a cunt being fucked now, not just a pussy searching for pleasure). Jana's Adventure "What If" After steadily punching in and out of her for long moments, he slowly pressed even deeper into her. She raised her head, hair falling in front of her face, "Oh... God... Oh..." Her face was a melange of lust and disbelief. Whilst supporting herself on one arm, she moved the other hand back to feel his balls and the base of his cock, knowing now just how much of him was in her. She felt all around, sliding easily with the wetness over him and herself. Stephane became still as his cock was completely inside her pushing heavily against her cervix. Jana explored all around the extent of their union with her hand, fascinated by the exquisite fullness she was feeling. As she processed the new sensations, she felt around his balls, her clit and everywhere where his cock was in her. He started sliding deeply in and out of her, each time bottoming out. He leaned forward, pulled her up on her knees, kissed her neck, one hand busy feeling from her throat to her nipples, as he slid in and out of her. He nibbled along one ear and inhaled the perfumed scent of her dishevelled hair. He was in heaven. She was lost in her own private erotic world. Jana smiled in that special way a woman does knowing an orgasm is soon within her grasp. She looked impossibly desirable. I can't describe how I felt at that moment. She positioned herself more comfortably and with luck, faced directly into the camera once more. Stephane slid his cock all the way in and out of my beautiful wife, his eyes intently watching the whole magnificent scene from behind her. Her head moved slowly and erratically as she was consumed in the joy her body was giving her. He picked up the pace, slowing or stopping every so often to not to lose control. Jana lowered her head and bit her bottom lip. Her hips began to rock back and forth and her breath drew in deep gasps. I watched with more excitement than I thought possible. I was actually shaking. Her back arched sexily. Her pelvis consumed his cock as she edged closer to the ecstasy she had fantasised about. She stopped breathing for a long moment, clutched the bedspread hard and moaned loudly. All her movement had become involuntary. "Ohhhhh, ano, ano... Oh God." Her voice was soft and throaty, switching between Czech and English. "Mmmmm, yesssss, I love feeling this! Je to tak krásné! (It's so beautiful!). Mmmmmm. Ano, ano, mmmmmm. Oh God, it's so close now. Slowly, slowly! Don't move! I nearly came." Jana moved forward quickly and he fell out of her. She turned towards him, „I need you in my mouth again. I want to taste myself on you." She took the head of his rigid cock and licked and kissed it wildly. She then kissed him deeply on the mouth, making very sure he could taste her too. She placed herself again onto all fours facing away from him, wriggled her beautiful arse seductively and moved her knees a long way apart. She reached down, fingered herself deeply and touched all around her wet, engorged clit. She looked back at him with an expression that needed no words. Stephane was nonplussed. "I want to feel you inside me for a little while longer before I cum. I love feeling so full. Slide it all the way into me, slowly. Yesss, like that. Slowly, yes, keep me feeling like this. I love feeling you in me. God it's wonderful! You're almost making me cum. Yesss, like that. Feel how good your cock makes me feel, mmmmmm, mmmmm, krasne. How is it possible to feel this good without cumming?" This was also new to me. She normally wasn't so talkative in bed. I hoped that this would continue. Vocalising the pleasure she was feeling seemed to only make it better for her. And I agreed. This was so good! Stephane did as he was told but then took some initiative. He slowly eased right out of her and looked in awe at the the gaping space where he had been. He gripped the base of his cock strongly then put just a few centimetres into her and moved it slowly around her entrance. "Mmmmm. Keep doing that. Tease me. I want to feel you there. Mmmmm. Please put it back in, yesss, slowly, all the way. Don't want to cum yet, breathe, slowly, ohhhh. So close, so close, mmmmm. Oh God. There, hold it there! Don't move! God, so good! Mmmmm. I want to cum, but I don't want this feeling to stop! I want to feel everything! Oh God this is beautif... Ohhhhhh, ohhhhhhh, mmmmmm! Mmmmmmm... I can't believe there's still more pleasure to come than this, want to feel it, want to f...! Mmmmm, krasne, yesss. Oh yessss... Cummmming, ohhh, God, mmmmmmm..." It began deep inside her. She ground herself hard against him, writhing involuntarily and frantically with his cock fully in her. Jana's body took control and shattered into orgasm as she surrendered to the beautiful sensations. Stephane drove piston-like into her, not slowing, maximising the intensity of her pleasure. She went silent for a long moment, held her breath and concentrated as her whole body tensed and shuddered. Every nerve ending crushed her with pleasure. She came and came in long, delicious waves and uncontrollably moaned in delight. Only when the beautiful agony was over did Stephane finally slow, and Jana's orgasmic smile turned to laughter as she collapsed onto the bed, incredulous at what she had just experienced. Stephane slowed his thrusting and gently withdrew. It did not seem humanly possible, but he still appeared to be fully erect. I had been so focused on my wife's ecstasy; I wasn't really paying attention to him. Didn't he cum? How could someone have such control! I looked on as he moved forward and gently rolled her onto her back. He kissed her deeply. Jana's lifted herself up from the bed and drank in the image of his wet, shiny cock. She touched it, looking like she was checking that it was real. She laughed, "I think your thing should be patented! How do you do that?" "Some things are just better done slowly. And I think you should check if it is still ok." With that, he moved up beside her, removed the condom and slipped himself gently into her mouth. She fed on it, sexily rolling her tongue back and forth under the head. As she kissed away his leaking pre-cum, the sweet taste of him, together with the wetness from her orgasm, stirred her again. One hand cupped his balls and the other starting moving between her legs. Amazingly it seemed like she was just getting warmed up! He moaned appreciatively. Maybe he was finally going to cum? Jana thought the same and got more enthusiastic giving him (and herself) pleasure. He pulled away from her, obviously close. He slid down and moved her legs apart until his waist was firmly between them. She tilted her head back as he whispered something in her ear. She wrapped her arms around him and looked up into his face. Their hips shifted as she reached down to slide him back into her. I could see him slowly withdraw and then press back in. Her head went up and she moaned in ecstasy. He drove in again, faster. Jana clenched her toes as Stephane bottomed out. "Mmmm, ano..." He increased the pace, and Jana pushed back, accepting each forceful thrust. He slid into my wife, gradually increasing the power of his thrusts. Her legs relaxed and involuntarily fell further apart as she pushed her pelvis into him. Jana clutched at him, alternately pulling her head to his shoulder and then letting it go as she fell back onto the bed. Her voice was now a desperate sounding whisper, "Ano, ano... Oh God..., look at me, yes, there, keep doing that, use my body, mmmmmm, mmmmmm, ano, ano..." He lowered his lips to hers and they tongue kissed erotically and wildly. If she could have swallowed him whole, she would have. She was completely immersed in her fantasy now - she was wantonly fucking the stranger and fully consumed with feeling pleasure. This was so hot. Jana's head began moving side to side more urgently and the fingers on both her hands clenched hard as she was furiously fucked. Her hips moved rhythmically into him and her moans were continuous and delirious. Unbelievably she seemed to be preparing for another orgasm. There was no long build-up or any attempt to prolong the feeling this time. She just smiled open-mouthed and without hesitation plunged into another orgasm, screaming as his rigid cock continued punching in and out of her convulsing pussy. "Oh god... Oh god... Ohhhh... ohhhh, mmmmmmmm..., cummmmminnng. Yessssss. Yessssssss." Then silence, as she held her breath and tensed her whole body hard for a long, beautiful moment as she writhed through the final waves of pleasure. Mmmmmmmm." Two orgasms so close together! Jana continued to grind herself into him, mouth open, alternately moaning and quietly crying out. Her legs wrapped around him tightly as she held him deep inside feeling the afterglow roll through her. After a final shuddering sigh, she reluctantly let go of him and sank into the mattress. He was still hard and after a few moments of recovery she again removed the condom and took his cock into her mouth as they lay on their sides facing each other. She slowed the tempo, licking and teasing his cock, being careful not to make him cum. He changed positions so he was able to hold her close. They kissed passionately for a long time and between the play with his tongue and his cock, she was ignited yet again. She smiled naughtily, pushed him onto his back and arranged some pillows so he could sit up comfortably. She then grasped the base of his cock and licked its whole length. The head disappeared into her mouth but the outline of what she was doing to it was visible through her cheeks. She took it out slowly, kissed and licked it all over, making sure it was slick and shiny. Whilst looking him straight in the eyes, she quickly placed a new condom on him. She straddled him and wiggled as he immediately disappeared into her without resistance. She stopped to feel just the cockhead in her, then slowly eased around it, moving gradually down. Stephane didn't move. After bottoming out, she slid sexily up and down his whole length, softly moaning, focusing completely on the intense sensations. It seemed she was moving only for her own pleasure. I could see her movements changing as her excitement increased. The curve of her lower back was accentuated as she pushed her pelvis backwards, the position allowing her to rub her clit directly along the shaft of his cock. It pushed her breasts forward also. She looked incredibly beautiful. "Can you feel my clit on your cock? Mmmmm, feel it when I do that. Do you like that? I like that, sliding it on you. You are in my body, but I'm going to let you into my mind now and tell you about it. Maybe I can talk myself into another orgasm. I'm so horny I can say anything! I'm thinking about pleasure, and how I like fucking. I like to say fucking. Hmmm. I'm thinking about your big cock and the way it made me cum. I want it to make me cum again. I love how it feels. I'm so wet thinking about how it feels to have an orgasm. Look at me. Look at my tits. Do you like them when they point out like that? I need them to feel good too. Lick them for me, tease my nipples a little bit. Jsem tak nadržená! (I've never been this horny!). I can't believe I'm saying all this, but I need to feel this pleasure. I love cumming. I love feeling this full with your cock in me. My pussy feels so open. God, look at my tits. Play with them. I think I make myself horny! I wish we had a mirror so I could watch you fucking me. It would be so hot watching myself being fucked! And seeing how it looked to feel this good. Mmmmm, I want to make myself cum on your cock like this. It is so slippery on my clit. I am thinking about your cock in me, sliding in and out. I like saying that, sliding in and out. And cock. And cum. I can feel myself sliding on your big slippery cock - I'm thinking about it as it's happening to me. Oh God... I wish I could suck your cock while I fuck you! She took his hand and sucked his middle finger. Don't move. I want to feel all of you inside me, mmmmmm." She couldn't talk any more as she climbed to the best part for a third time. She moaned continuously. Stephane continued to be motionless but he too began moaning. His finger roughly fucked her mouth as her pelvis increased its pace on him. He grasped both her nipples and twisted them less gently than before. She pushed her chest further towards him. "This isn't possible! Cumming again. Mmmmmmm. I'm imagining the orgasm happening in my mind, now my body is cumming at the same time, ohhh God, yesss, feel me cumming on you, ano, ano krásné, yessss, mmmm...", eyes closed, open-mouthed and moaning. Her arms were above her head, one hand gripping the other as she thrust her pointing breasts forward into the air. She looked so free and happy. It was like an expression of honesty, an expression of the real truth of feeling pleasure without thought or inhibition. She writhed and bore down strongly on his cock, gripping it and mashing her clit along his shaft. She screamed as her pussy convulsed in ecstasy, drenching him as she came hard and long. After such a show, Stephane was on the edge. He could hardly hold back. He turned her quickly on her back and thrust into her, his passivity during her final release now evaporated. He held Jana's limp body in his arms. He was now completely out of control, each thrust giving her spent body a strange pleasure at being used as he wanted. She watched him, fascinated. As always she was smiling. He withdrew and quickly removed the condom. As he looked down at himself and then into her smiling face, his cock hung there heavily, fully engorged and throbbing for her to see. Jana reached up to touch it, knowing that soon she would trigger his orgasm. She loved that moment. He grasped the base strongly and looked down at the beautiful image lying there in front of him. Jana was still basking in the afterglow of her own orgasm and looked up at him longingly, her expression speaking wordlessly that she wanted him to cum. She raised herself and motioned for him to stand so she could sit on the end of the bed and continue to be at close range. As he stood up and moved into a convenient position for her, she watched transfixed at his steel-like hardness. She took his free hand in hers and brushed his other hand gently away from his cock. She replaced his hand at the base, gripped it and brought it close. It was slick and shiny from being inside her and so close to exploding. She admired every part of it raptly, appearing as though she was trying to burn the image into her memory. Like before, she rubbed it all over her face, but careful this time to avoid his most sensitive areas so he wouldn't finish before she had her way with him. He was visibly struggling to maintain control. This was beyond anything I could have hoped for or imagined. My attention was completely focused as I watched the Jana luxuriate in the moment. Here was demonstration of the power women wielded over men. Right at that moment, men would do anything. "I want you to cum. Let me make it happen. Hold on just a little longer and let me help you to feel what you made me feel. I want to taste myself a little bit and then taste you. Then you can show me how it feels to cum on me. I want to see how good I can make it for you." As Stephane concentrated hard to last a few more moments, she reached down and put 2 fingers slowly inside herself. She brought them to her lips and licked them one by one and moaned. Jana had definitely thought hard about her fantasy! She licked one finger wetly and transferred the wetness to her nipple, then brought her breast up and rubbed the nipple lightly against his near bursting cock. She teased it, barely touching, back and forth over that most sensitive place. He was very close now and she knew it. "Show it to me, show me how good it feels. Look at me. Cum for me. Cum all over me." She took his cock, angled it up a little and kissed it just where her nipple had been. She licked it wetly and I watched the large head disappear sexily into her mouth. Jana at that moment stopped teasing. Her tongue flicked all over the head of his cock as her hand moved quickly up and down the long shaft. Her lips bobbed up and down as far she could take it. Stephane had hardly moved since he had stood up, but now took matters literally into his own hands , as finally the urgency became too much. He took hold of himself, one hand pushing down at the base, the other a blur on the shaft. He pushed his hips forward so that he was close to Jana's face. She watched his display of pleasure intently. He stopped momentarily, gripped the base like a vice and erupted violently in a long, thick stream that flew over the top of Jana's head. The second jet landed in her hair, the third on her shoulder. The many ensuing spurts continued in vertical streams landing messily straight back down on his fist. Jana closely watched every drop leave him. She looked like she had just won the world's biggest lottery. She was beaming a gorgeous, admiring smile and said, "I guess that means you like me?" He laughed and collapsed wordlessly beside her. He was asleep almost immediately. ----------- The experience has opened a Pandora's Box of possibilities for us. It seems that since moving past our inhibitions and secrets we have shared things that people normally will never experience. Like everyone though, we still have that very private little vault of thoughts to contemplate and explore. Most couples never share their real thoughts, let alone experience something so incredibly profound, as we did. We have replaced many of the hidden things with honesty and especially the honesty of our fantasies. This doesn't mean that the awkwardness and embarrassment has automatically vanished, it hasn't, but we have developed the courage to discover what makes us feel good. Jana more so than me, but we see what comes. What we experienced here was so sexually beyond what either of us had ever experienced in our lives previously. The memories from this experience remain vivid and fuel us to this day. Being able to do and watch what we did is rare. Being able to trust your partner in such a way is rarer. To be able to comfortably accept this is probably impossible, at least in the absence of some obscure form of psychopathy. Understanding how your partner honestly thinks changes so much and in a very positive way. There has been no more prompting on my part to repeat the experience, partly due to not wanting it to be anything less than it was. Jana has not spoken about wanting a repeat, but I know she definitely thinks about what happened. How lucky am I? ----------- I sent her a text. It was the beginning of the following summer. "Where are you?" "Getting a tan at the cafe." "What are you thinking about?" "About surprises. Cold voda. And the gorgeous couple who just walked by."