Dreams change everything

Sierra knew that her learning curve was only going to get steeper with her newfound attitude towards sex and sensuality, but was nonetheless still caught unaware by Mark.

"Airtight?" Sierra looked up, momentarily diverting her gaze away from Mark's manhood. She had began to wrap her fingers around him, stroking him gently as she braced herself for what she hoped would be early morning sex.
 
"Mark!"

Sierra blushed deeply, still unable to overcome that embarrassment of being treated like a slut. Openness to sexuality was still something she was trying very hard to get used to.

Yet, Sierra also realised that she could exactly picture how she would look like "airtight". And more importantly, she wanted to know exactly how it would feel to be "airtight".

"Love, I want to be airtight. Now," Sierra was taken by surprise herself with that little bit of assertiveness. But she was really becoming more aroused by the moment, just thinking about how it might feel like.

"Promise me that you'll fuck me hard afterwards?" Sierra added.
 
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"Why would you not be able to..." Sierra's voice trailed off. Once more, she was left with the task of putting two and two together, though she couldn't quite picture what Mark had in mind.

But she knew better now. She wasn't sure entirely, but she could taunt Mark nonetheless.

"I don't think you're going to be big enough, Mark. I don't think you will ever be now," Sierra said, but just as soon wondered if she had gone a little too far.
 
Sierra smiled, genuinely pleased that she was getting the hang of this. She knew Mark's anger was only a sign that he was really enjoying this, and she was happy to be part of the reason for that.

"Or do you just want to be fucked hard regardless of the size of the cock? Have you become a cock-craving slut?"

"Yes Mark, I am a cock-craving slut. I want to be fucked hard. I want you to fuck me hard, even if your cock isn't big enough for me!" Sierra growled, reaching between Mark's legs and wrapping her fingers around his cockhead, giving it a tug.
 
"Shut up and fuck me hard, love. Unless you think you can't please me enough? Unless you think you can't fuck me hard enough to make me cum?" Sierra was growing into her role. It was becoming to tell the difference between role-playing and her real emotions; such was the degree of her immersion into the role.

But it was also true that as he moved between her legs, and nudged his cockhead towards her opening, she moaned, wanting him more badly than she had ever before. Sierra wondered if she was indeed turning into a real slut.
 
"Don't let me hurt you, love. Stop me if it's too much."

Sierra pulled Mark down, their lips meeting for a hot and passionate kiss, all the while his cock thrusting in and out of her. It was the reassurance she needed, that she was still able to tell the difference between role-play and reality. But it made her even hotter. It was almost as if she wanted the role-play to become reality.

"Oh Mark, love. Don't worry about hurting me. The only way to make me feel better is to make me cum, and hard. Oh I want to feel your warm semen inside me so much," Sierra purred.

She reached to the side, where the two dildos laid. Wrapping her fingers around one, she raised it to her face, and then gave it a playful kiss.

"Mmm...yes..." Sierra moaned.
 
Sierra moaned, feeling her arousal grow by at least a notch as Mark began to play with her nipples. At the same time, she dragged the dildo between the valley of her chest, by now glistening with her saliva.

But she wanted more. She knew Mark's size would be a limiting factor to bringing her to an orgasm.

As he paused momentarily to re-adjust his weight, Sierra stopped him.

"Mark, do you know what is the V-formation? I did some checking up...on the internet," Sierra blushed for a moment.

"...and they mentioned it was good for someone with a small cock like you," Sierra continued.
 
"Apparently we have to start with a cushion underneath my hips," Sierra said excitedly as she grabbed one of the thinner pillows to do just that.

"Then, hold my legs up, straight and at a slight angle apart, so that it looks like a V. And of course, fuck me hard like that," Sierra beckoned.
 
Sierra moaned, somewhat surprised that this position felt a lot different from what she was used to.

"Oh...oh...oh Mark...do you feel that...AHHH...AHHH!" Sierra really did feel as if Mark's cock was thrusting into places she had not experienced before. It was like a different man she was making love to altogether. And in that moment, Sierra wondered how it might feel like with a completely different man.

But she bit her tongue of course. Not now, at least. Not when she was receiving the fucking of her life from her husband.
 
Sierra found herself exercising more and more self-restraint as she discovered more and more about her growing sexuality. She wondered if it meant she was beginning to think things that any good wife should not be pondering over.

But this time, as with previous scenarios, it was Mark who broached it first. He asked Sierra if she felt as if she was fu....having sex with another man. And she recalled just how much he loved to hear her say things like that. Even if it wasn't true; except that it was this time round.

"Oh yes Mark! I want you to hav....no I want you to fuck me hard. Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me like you have not done before! It feels just like it is another man fucking me, your slut wife!" Sierra couldn't hold back now, and saw no reason to. She was enjoying possibly the best orgasm of her life, yet.
 
Sierra felt her back arch, in an involuntary and yet ultimately pleasurable way as she allowed more of Mark to enter her with each thrust, if it was even possible. She sank her nails into his back a little, but relented when she realised that she might be hurting him.

When both of them finally laid side by side, panting and trying to catch their breath, their lips met again and again as they muttered sweet nothings to one another.

"You're ready for more, aren't you, Sierra, you little slut? Ready to be airtight?"

And it was only just the beginning.
 
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Sierra was lost in her own throes of pleasure. This was quite unlike anything she had experienced before; and she knew there was still much more to come.

Mark laid back on the bed, his cock standing upright, looking engorged even for its size. Sierra knew this was a turn on for him, but was constantly reminded just how much arousal that meant for him. Not quite knowing how this was going to work out, she had to follow Mark's instruction to straddle his face, as she came face-to-face with Mark's hard-on.

"This is called a 69."

Sierra nodded to herself, as she allowed her lips to form around his cock, before slowly descending onto his entire shaft. Once she took all of him inside her, she felt the vibrators beginning to move inside her. She moaned at the pleasant surprise.
 
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