Dreams change everything

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Sierra wondered what exactly it was that constantly haunted Mark. It had been 24 nights in a row; she had kept count, her concern and worry growing to a point that she was so tempted to ask her best friend for advice. But usually she tried to keep problems within her marriage private. She thought it would have been what Mark wanted.

Was it stress at work? Mark had never spoken much about work, but had grown a little more sullen lately since he was passed over for the recent promotion. Was it their marriage? He had been lukewarm for the best part of the past two years, but it was probably because he was always so tired from work anyway. And that they had not really had much sex. To be honest though Sierra was never really that keen on making love. She had been so frightened even on her wedding night that she secretly wished it would end even as Mark laid on top of her, whispering sweet nothings in her ear.

Or was it something else that Mark has not been telling her about?

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"Hon? Mark?" It took a moment for the realisation to hit her. Putting two and two together, it was beginning to make sense. She brought her hand up, and unmistakably it was Mark's semen. Mark was not having nightmares all these nights; he was having wet dreams. It explained for why he would secretly get up and change into a new pair of pants after spending some time scrubbing the worn one in the sink. It would also explain what he said about her having sex with other men.

And then it sank in. Mark wasn't afraid that she would have sex with other men. Mark was turned on by the thought of her having sex with other men.

 

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Sierra wasn't sure she was ready for this. She had been suspecting that Mark's sudden bout of sleeplessness had a deeper, darker root to it. She just wasn't expecting the reason for his dreams to be this.

Even though she found the notion of wet dreams to be dirty, she had secretly searched online to find out more about them. Sierra was extremely ashamed to admit this, but she had a wet dream once, and was terribly guilty about it. Still, it seemed like there was a medical reason for this, and the common ones were stress, repressed sexuality and prolonged lack of sexual activity.

Sierra had been brought up to be faithful and to serve her husband wholeheartedly, and she had dismissed the prolonged lack of sexual activity in spite of her own growing physical needs, because she assumed that Mark did not want to engage in these lewd acts. But now, it seemed like Mark too was suffering from that.

If Sierra were angry, it was more so at herself for not being a good wife.

She knocked on the shower door, just as Mark turned the tap off and began to dry himself off.

"Mark? I'm sorry I haven't been able to fulfil your needs," Sierra began.

 

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"Your the most beautiful woman I've ever met. And, though I know it will embarass you to hear it, that body of yours was made for sex. Yet, you never cum when we have intercourse, though you never fail to cum on my fingers. So, obviously, the problem is my equipment, not yours."

The words rang in her head, like a knife slicing through the core of her emotions. Sierra was almost into tears by now after Mark's outburst. She was still terribly confused, and saddened at how her marriage had turned out this way. This was supposed to be their perfect union! And that they would be happy with one another. Yet, Mark obviously had other ideas. Even as they were in the midst of pouring out their emotions, he had one of the most raging erections she could recall since their wedding night.

"Oh God, Mark, you are turned on," Sierra covered her mouth as she gasped, taking a step backwards away from Mark.

And then she remembered.

"And my needs? My needs are obviously warped, sick, demented. I mean, what kind of man pictures his wife riding someone else's ten inch cock?"

Sierra could not rid herself of that mental image. And yet she was not outright disgusted at it. Why?

 

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"Oh no, Mark, what are we to do? What am I to do?" Sierra began with tears starting to trickle down her eyes. Even so, she noticed that as Mark recounted his dreams, his erection continued to grow until his cockhead turned a distinct shade of dark red, signifying that he was at full erection. And he was dripping pre-cum.

To Sierra, this was a sign that their marriage was on the verge of collapse, something that was unimaginable. And unacceptable. She wanted so desperately to save it. But what? And how?

What should I do?

She asked herself once more, but this time in silence. Mark continued to stand there, himself lost of words and action. Yet his erection refused to subside, in spite of his earlier ejaculation. She could only begin to imagine what kind of thoughts was running through his mind.

"In my dream tonight for example, you finished with your lovers, and dismissed them. You pulled me to the bed, and thanked me. Then you wrapped your hand around me and I instantly exploded. You giggled and taunted, 'Oh Mark, what shall I do with you? Little dick and now you've become a quick draw, too?', "

A sudden courage gripped Sierra, and she was thinking and acting beyond her usual rationality. The very notion of a failed marriage was unthinkable. She had to do something. Sierra stepped forward, within touching distance of Mark. And she swallowed hard before wrapping her hands around his erection, immediately feeling his warmth and the moisture from his pre-cum.

Sierra hesitated, and then sniffling back her tears, finally managed, "Oh Mark, wouldn't you like to see me f...f...with another man?" She could only maintain her straight face for no longer than two seconds, before bursting back into tears.

 

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Even as the tears began to flow down from her eyes, along her flawless skin on her cheeks, Sierra still held her hand around Mark's cock.

Yes, she was saddened that her beautiful marriage had come to this. The sex had been infrequent, but not necessarily unsatisfying - she had known no other man before Mark. And she had thought that it was Mark who intrinsically did not like to engage in intercourse, and had never tried to initiate love-making.

Yes, she was disgusted of the images, or rather the mere thought of being with other men. To her, sex with anyone other than her own husband was immoral and lewd. It was unimaginable.

And yet she was imagining it, as Mark was. Sierra's will to please her husband beyond all other things overrode her own moral compass.

And Sierra noticed that her husband's breathing was short and laboured. It was not merely from his emotional outburst, but also from his apparent arousal. It seemed like Mark was on the verge of ejaculation.

"And all I want is for you to be happy, Mark," Sierra finally whispered, and in response she heard a groan coming from Mark.

 

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"I know, Sierra. Make believe, for me, please."

Sierra had real issues and concerns about Mark's fantasies, but as they laid down naked in bed, with Mark playing with her nipples and his cock still maintained at full erection for the past few minutes, it truly dawned upon Sierra. That her husband really did want this badly.

But there were other problems. For one, Sierra had no idea what exactly Mark wanted her to make believe. She recalled the first time when they laid together, fully undressed.

It was the night of their wedding, the first day of the rest of her life. She remembered how he touched her with his fingers, and how she had responded by closing her legs a few times, pushing him away. He had pulled her legs apart after some coaxing, her fear of penetration still very real even till today. Then he asked if she was ready, and she nodded after much hesitance. She held her breath, as she felt him preparing to enter. Once more her instinct was to close her legs and push him away, but she resisted, and he caressed her thighs, reassuring her. She remembered his warmth, as he pushed forward gently, and she felt him inside her. She winced a little when he was fully inside, but she soon realised that it was not all that bad, and after a few gyrations of his hips against hers, she began to get accustomed to feeling him inside her. She vividly recalled that it was probably not much longer than his thumb, and not much thicker than both his thumbs put together. She remembered letting her legs fall open a little more willingly, and blushed a deep shade of red as she realised that she was beginning to enjoy the experience a little. Of course, Mark never saw that in the dark room.

So now as they laid together, Sierra wondered what exactly Mark had in mind. She found porn movies disgusting, and had never seen another man naked before. Then she asked:

"Mark, what exactly do you mean by big-dicked? Are you considered...big?" She asked, not really expecting to be that far off the mark.

 

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They're huge - 8, 10, sometimes 12 inches long. And thick, as big around as Coke cans.

Sierra stopped stroking Mark and froze. She could not help but glance down at his hardness, barely filling up her single palm. The only form of sexual intercourse Sierra had known of was the kind she had with Mark.

She recalled how, with her legs open, Mark had pressed down on both her thighs as he started to build up a rhythm in and out of her. For the first time in her life, she felt a sensation like never before.

Having grown up in a conservative family, she had never explored her sexuality, or even dared to think about it. On the few rare occasions when she did, she found herself ridden with guilt. It was like a forbidden fruit, one she would only consume on her wedding night, and only with her lawfully wedded husband.

Mark's penis was like a foreign object invading her body, and there was still considerable discomfort as he began to pick up his pace, sliding in and out of her with his balls slapping harder against her. Her breath became short, and a warm fuzzy feeling slowly permeated through her body. Unconsciously she brought one hand up to her nipple, rubbing it slowly; the other hand went between her legs, and she touched her clit, caressing it for pleasure for the first time in her life. Along with Mark's penis pounding away, Sierra truly began to enjoy the experience.

Sierra was still in disbelief. She could not even begin to imagine how eight, ten or even twelve inches would look like on a penis. The one image that came to mind was the coke can, and as she pictured the diameter of the tin can, she shuddered to picture it in flesh and blood. And for the first time, she realised that she was...mildly curious.

 

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"I..." Sierra looked at her free hand and her open palm, and truly struggled to form a mental picture. It wasn't that she could not imagine something of that size, if anything the first item to come to mind was actually a cucumber. It was simply because Sierra could not accept the fact that someone's co...penis could actually be that big. Sure Mark must be joking?

And she did not even want to go on to consider the possibility of fitting something like that inside her. Her fear of a foreign object invading her most private regions was still very real. And as much as she would like to acquiesce to the darkest of Mark's fantasies, the mere thought of it scared her.

Almost instinctively she withdrew her hand from Mark's cock, only for him to quickly reach down and grab her wrists. His eyes, his voice - they were pleading with her. Sierra had never known this side to Mark. The Mark she knew was confident, loving and kind. She desperately wanted that side of Mark back.

Sierra reached for Mark's penis once more, and then resumed stroking him, almost coming naturally now.

"Mark, I want to feel a pe...cock that big. I want to lick, and kiss, and suck it."

 

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It was true. Sierra had never performed oral sex on Mark, not even when he had mentioned it in passing on two separate occasions. She felt extremely for not fulfilling her husband's needs in that manner, but never had the courage to take the initiative. Mark stopped talking about it, and Sierra secretly hoped it would rest eventually. Or that she would eventually take the initiative if she ever mustered up enough motivation.

"I don't do that...I don't suck on your cock because I find it disgus..." Sierra paused. And then she remembered that she was supposed to make believe.

"I don't suck on your cock because it is too small," Sierra said, unsure of how Mark would respond.

 

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Sierra knew that she was getting this right, and with Mark's prompting, was beginning to get into the flow of things.

"My cock's too small for you, Sierra? Is that the issue? What is it that you want then, honey?"

"I...I want to feel a big cock. I want to suck a big cock. I want to lick, stroke, and swallow a big cock. A cock eight inches long...no ten inches long! I want to feel it in my hands, both my hands, and as the tip of the cock peeks out from my grip, I want to put it between my lips and to taste it."

Sierra's verbal barrage stopped suddenly, as she realised just how far she had gone. It had came, mostly from what Mark had been urging, but somehow she had managed to put it all together.

"I want to fuck that big cock," Sierra finally added.

 

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Sierra laid awake a little more after Mark had dozed off. On one hand she was glad that Mark had slipped off into unconsciousness, a look of bliss on his face. For once, she was certain that he would have a long and restful sleep.

Yet, so much uncertainty had suddenly been thrown into their marriage. She knew that they had some issues to sort out, but she had figured that all couples will have certain differences. Mark had always made an effort to clear up any problems they may have, and she loved him for it. But the fact that he had waited twenty-four full days, and nights, to come clean with this, meant that his sexual fantasies struck at his very core. And she was afraid to think how things would turn out after tonight.

But Sierra eventually drifted away to sleep herself...

...Sierra woke up to a warm kiss, her head feeling slightly heavy. For once, her eyes struggled to open, and she only finally did so when she realised how enthusiastic Mark was.

She managed a weak smile, and nodded, not quite registering what Mark said for a few moments.

"Are you really ok with what happened last night?"

Mark asked again. This time, Sierra sat up, and turned to Mark, not quite sure how to respond.

"As long as you are happy, hon. I will always be willing to make believe for you," Sierra answered, and then kissed him lightly.

 

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Recently, Sierra kept thinking back to the very first night when Mark revealed his sexual fantasies. She had found it difficult to imagine the male organ like Mark had described initially, and only barely managed to when she imagined a cucumber. Sierra discovered that months later, she began to look at a cucumber in a different light. In fact, she did on two separate occasions, wonder how it may feel like to push the vegetable into her pussy.

But she quickly dismissed that notion, of course.

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"Would you like to watch a movie, Sierra?"

Mark made an innocent request one night, and Sierra would have let it pass, if not for the nervousness in his voice that gave him away.

"Yes hon? What movie is it that you have in mind?"