Dreams change everything

Sierra watched as Mark began to straddle her, not the usual way he would when he was going to make love to her, but higher up her torso, his thighs resting against the outside of her breasts.

Then he proceeded to push her breasts together, and began to slide his cock into the space between the fleshy mounds. It felt strangely erotic for some reason, and when Sierra turned to look at the DVD playing, the actress was doing something else altogether. She had no idea what Mark was doing, but just the fact that it felt good.

"Slut wives fuck themselves with big vibrators while their lovers fuck their big titties."

Ah, so it was called 'breast fucking'. It made sense in a way, though Sierra didn't know immediately how it might work out. But she obeyed his first command, and reached below between her legs, and began to push the vibrator further up into her pussy. Sierra gasped, in pleasure.

"When the mailman titfucks you, is his cock long enough to suck the head?"

Sierra had no clue. Except this time she had no qualms about asking. Clarifying her doubts had brought her so far already.

"Mark, what do you mean? I am...still new to this," Sierra blushed. But instead of shying away, she pushed the vibrator even further in, as a sign that she was willing. She was his willing slut wife.
 
Sierra pushed the vibrator as far into her pussy as she could, and groaned as her body shook with pleasure. And as she began to withdraw it, she could feel her juices coating the length of the vibrator. She laid back momentarily, trying to picture how or what it might feel like, based on what Mark described. And then, rather excitedly, she pulls out the entire vibrator, and holds it up to Mark.

"Love, use this instead. Show me," Sierra said, beaming. She was genuinely eager to find out more and more about sex.
 
Holding her breasts together, Sierra craned her neck slightly, and pursed her lips to give the tip of the vibrator a light kiss. It was the first time she had a taste of her own pussy, and it made her want more. At the same time, just like how the vibrator had felt inside her, it was also significantly more substantial than how Mark felt between her breasts.

Mark pulled the vibrator backwards, as Sierra felt the plastic move away from her lips, rubbing against the inside of her breasts as it did so. And then it reappeared from within the confines of her breasts, and Sierra found herself eagerly kissing it once more.

Mark did this a few more times, each time thrusting further and further forwards. Sierra found she could take more and more of the tip into her mouth; what started as a peck, turned into a suckle, until she could finally swallow the hold head of the vibrator, and it was then Mark switched on the vibrator, and allowed it to hum gently inside her mouth.

"Mmmm..." she moaned, savouring it. But it was beginning to feel dry between her breasts, and the first thing that came to mind was more lubrication.

"Mark, you need to put it back inside me, it's not wet enough," Sieera urged.
 
"Mmm..." Sierra felt the gentle hum of the vibrator as she slid it in and out of herself. Mark held her breasts together once more, thumbing her nipples as he thrust himself into her softness, made all the more easier by the lube that was now making her skin glisten under the dim lighting.

"Yes, Mark. I would rather be titty-fucked by the mailman," Sierra began as she closed her eyes, trying to picture the scene in her mind. She had done it unwittingly, wanting the roleplay to feel as real as possible. She didn't know that her doing so merely aroused Mark even more.

"I love the way his hard cock slides between my breasts, as he holds them firmly together, playing with my nipples as you are doing now," Sierra continued, her hands continuing to move the vibrator as well.

"I crane my neck forward, pining for each time when his cock reappears at the top of my breasts, putting my lips together to give him the only warm welcome I know. But he wants more. He pushes further up, inviting me to put my lips around his entire cockhead. I do just that, even flicking my tongue out at him once in a while," Sierra was starting to get into the mood.

"Oh Mark, I bet you didn't know," Sierra now had a devilish gleam in her eyes, quietly proud of herself for having thought of this.

"The mailman doesn't come alone, he brings his buddy from the post office. And he's fucking my pussy at the same time," Sierra pushed the vibrator deep inside herself, and gasped.
 
Sierra just nodded at first, her eyes closed again as she concentrated on moving the vibrator inside her pussy. She began to discover that apart from moving it straight in and out, the sensation was entirely different if she rotated it, or if she pushed against the walls of her pussy in a more awkward angle. She began to wonder if all of these were achievable in actual sex.

Then her mind returned to Mark. A nod wasn't good enough. She wasn't here to pleasure herself, but to please herself so that she could please him.

"Yes Mark. The mailman's buddy. He's a big burly guy, and when he first showed me his cock, I couldn't even begin to imagine taking him inside me," Sierra's mind began to think back to that cucumber she had worked on earlier.

"And now he's inside me. Pounding me. He's fucking me straight up, and then moving himself even as he is buried deep inside me. I don't know how, but it feels really good. Oh Mark, I think he's making me cum. He's making me cum!" Sierra shrieked in joy.
 
Sierra returned Mark's kisses, herself still exhilarated by what just happened. The vibrator continued to hum slightly inside her, as she felt her orgasm slowly subside away as it began to slip out of her.

But she wasn't quite done.

"Mark, I think you love me especially because I am a bad girl," Sierra replied, earning herself yet a few more kisses as Mark smiled at her, beaming with pride.

"Mark," Sierra said as she reached down between them, and her fingers found his slightly limp cock.

"...remember you said that slut wives like to have something inside their pussy and their ass at the same time? How does that work? It sounds, painful?" Sierra asked, with some slight apprehension.
 
Sierra's eyes lit up once more, clearly excited at the prospect. For the moment, she managed to put the image of the actress taking on all three cocks away; it was a little too much for her even at this point.

"Let's begin, Mark. The night is still young. I want you to train your own slut wife," Sierra moaned, this time turning her back towards her, and shaking her ass slightly at her husband.
 
Sierra made a mental note of what Mark said, somewhat taken aback as well. She appreciated the fact that Mark was not going to factor in pain as part of their role-plays as even she was unsure if it was an aspect that she would necessarily enjoy in her recently wild sexual self-discovery process. Yet, Mark seemed to imply at the end that not only was he fantasising about her taking two men at the same time, he seemed to want to actually see that fantasy being fulfilled, and that he wanted to be there when it happened so that he could watch and at the same time protect her.

Until this, Sierra always had the impression that everything Mark had mentioned was strictly fantasies in the mind. It made her wonder if she might actually be open to an arrangement like this.

Actually...fucking other men?

But as was the case for the most parts of the last 48 hours, Sierra's thoughts were interrupted by yet another sensation. This time, Mark pushed a finger into her ass, largely helped by a generous amount of lube. So much so that Sierra actually didn't feel all that much.

Sierra turned, and smiled with a bit of lust.

"Love? I think you can start with two."
 
Sierra squirmed, the sensation ticklish to her initially. But as Mark began to settle into some semblance of a rhythm, Sierra began to moan softly. His fingers slid in and out of her ass, while his other hand rubbed her clit. But Sierra didn't want a fixed rhythm; she wanted her body to be surprised, and to be kept off balance as much as possible. She wanted to feel an orgasm again.

The occasional burn she felt as Mark's fingers slid against the opening of her ass began to subside. She was getting used to it, even liking it. She had never known that sexual activity could occur there, and now was beginning to wonder what else?

Sierra gasped when Mark's other hand left her clit, and instead inserted his middle finger into her pussy. For the first time, she began to feel herself being penetrated both ways. Just like the actress on screen.

"Mark, I think I am ready for the next step," Sierra said, more than a little breathless.

"Fuck my ass with your cock," Sierra was still a little taken aback at the language, but pressed on.

"Fuck your slut wife in the ass with your small cock, love."
 
Sierra braced herself slightly as Mark probed at her entrance. The enthusiasm she had shown was genuine, but it didn't mean that she did not have her reservations about whether it might hurt. The thoughts of her first sexual intercourse, the emotions and fear she had felt then, began to return to her.

As Mark pushed forward, she almost found herself wincing, not in real pain but merely in anticipation. In spite of his lack of size, he was clearly, at the very least, larger than two fingers put together.

Or so Sierra thought. Mark seemingly had no trouble pushing his cockhead into her ass.

"Mark, your cock feels about as thick as two fingers!" Sierra blurted out, more in surprise than anything else.
 
Sierra blushed initially, embarrassed that Mark was calling her a slut.

"Oh Mark, I'm not..." Sierra started, before she caught herself. It dawned upon her that she was feeling bashful because she was partially conceding that she was longing for something bigger.

But she also knew that this was merely part of Mark's role-playing, and that she would continue to play along.

"I mean yes, Mark, my love. Push it in more. I can feel you inside me, and it's getting bigger. I want more!" Sierra grunted.
 
"Mmm...mmm..." Sierra bit softly on her lip, beginning to feel a tinge of pain as Mark's cock rubbed hard against her anal walls.

"Mark, love, slow down a little," Sierra gasped, still holding onto the vibrator in one of her hands.

"Are you sure about..." Sierra asked before Mark gently nudged her hand towards her own pussy, the buzzing head caressing her clit.

"Ohh...ugh..." Sierra suddenly became overwhelmed with her own arousal once more.

She felt some moisture at the opening of her ass, and Mark's fingers kneading it into her skin. And then his cock re-entered her, in conjunction with the vibrator's re-entrance, and Sierra only felt pleasure this time.
 
Sierra braced herself as Mark pushed in hard, thrusting deeply inside her as his hands reached around her waist and across her breasts, pulling her into him as she felt the usual muscular spasms that accompanied his orgasms. He twitched, once, twice, thrice; each time staccato-ed by a grunt. Then he leaned into her neck, and kissed her skin passionately.

Sierra's own orgasm came a little later, as she too pushed the vibrator deeper inside, feeling it slide against the inner walls of her pussy as she convulsed slightly in pleasure. She finally came back down from her high, sliding the vibrator out slowly, watching it glisten with all of her juices. She had never realised just how wet she could get, until now.

Sierra turned, and her lips met Mark's.

"I love you too love, and I will only be your slut wife," she said in between kisses. Her body was reaching the physical limitation of new experiences, suddenly feeling a wave of fatigue. She had never came as hard, and as frequent as she did tonight. And tomorrow was going to be a whole new experience.
 
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