I love you, Jake, but it’s pretty obvious this isn’t you. A finger on the top, my thumb underneath, these strokes would be pretty much covering the entire length of your cock, wouldn’t they? When we made the bet, I wondered at the wording of my forfeit, “Get naked, wear a blindfold and stroke a cock.” Did you really think I didn’t notice you said “a cock” rather than “my cock”?
I’m naive, honey, not stupid. Naive, but curious, Jake, You’ve talked about how small you are for so long, baby, I just had to find out. And I like it honey. I like it a lot. I like being naked for another man. I like having his cock in my hand. I like being….being a slut.
Oh, and Jake? anytime you want to win another game of Scrabble, just offer me another bet I’d like to lose.
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(Source: 47000dreams, via wendy3000)
I can’t believe you like watching me do this, Jake. I can’t believe I’m doing it. I had no idea cock’s this big existed. And I had no idea I could ever be this turned on. I guess as long as it excites both of us, it’s ok, But I don’t think I should do more than just stroke it and lick it.
Or should I, honey?
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I looked over at my husband.
"This what you wanted?" I asked. "To see someone we barely know stuff your wife’s mouth with cock?"
"Yessssss," he hissed, his eyes burning with lust.
"And I suppose you want him to finish on my face?"
He just groaned, so I added, “You want to see him cum all over your Slut Wife’s face?”
And as the UPS guy did just that, I could see the geiser of my hubby, going off like Ol’ Faithful, in the corner…
I’ve had this exact fantasy so long, it’s like the OP is reading my mind.
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"Take off my dress? I can’t take off my dress, Tony. I’m a married woman. Only Jake gets to see my underwear."
"Tell him, Jake. Tell him only you get to see my underwear."
"You don’t want to see my underwear? But you just asked me to take off my dress. You….you want to see me naked? Tony, that’s so wrong. Jake, tell him how wrong that is, honey."
"Jake, baby, why are you blushing like that?"
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"I need you to take a deep breath and relax," admonishes your wife. "There is nothing to get freaked out about. This outfit is perfectly appropriate to wear out in public."
Then she motions me over with a finger and whispers, “I discovered your secret blog while you were out of town, Jake. Don’t you think this outfit is just right for attracting a big, fat cock for me to play with while you watch?”
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