Stress Relief

As Christie explained her take on the whole situation, I found she was of a similar attitude as I was. It was a huge fantasy, especially after the adventure we'd had the day before, but the actual execution of going farther... time would tell. Still, the play was hot.

"So, you want me to fuck another woman so you can taste her on my cock huh? I would love to fulfill that for you. I'd watch you watch me the whole time. Would you feed my cock into her, knowing you'd be tasting her later?

"And you want to at least suck a cock other than mine? Would you want me to hold it for you, so it doesn't move around too much?"
 
"So, you want me to fuck another woman so you can taste her on my cock huh? I would love to fulfill that for you. I'd watch you watch me the whole time. Would you feed my cock into her, knowing you'd be tasting her later?

"And you want to at least suck a cock other than mine? Would you want me to hold it for you, so it doesn't move around too much?"


Christie was bobbing her head, her mouth working to get Matt either all cleaned or hard again. After the last week, she honestly wasn't caribg much either way; she figured his dirty mind would have him taking her again later regardless. His words though had her libido rising again. She looked up at him through lust-hooded eyes.

"I'd get her all ready for you, and you all ready for her. Or I'd just watch. Or even just wait elsewhere, if that's what you decided. Or put you in her, and lick both of you while you claim her, if that's what was wanted." Slowly she started stroking her husband. "And if you wanted, you could hold it for me." She gave a small, coy smile. "Although I seem to manage with yours pretty well," she said giving him a firm squeeze.
 
As Christie did her usual wonders on my cock, I told her, "If I fuck anyone else, I want you to be there. If you fuck anyone else, I want to be there. Even if we just sit and watch, I want each of us to witness the other's adventures. I want them to be our adventures, if you get what I mean."
 
Matt's reassurance that he wanted both of them present for the other's sexual deeds both reassured her and concerned her. She wasn't sure if she would be able to perform every time, let alone not freak out lime she had done the previous afternoon with Meghan. Still, Matt seemed dead set on both of them experimenting with others, rather than just having it as mere pillow talk, so she agreed.
 
Christie kept going on my cocki. I'd have gotten back between her legs and cleaned her up some more, but I sure as hell wasn't going to have her stop what she was doing at the moment.

I thought about what I'd said, then added, "That is, if either of us can bring ourselves to go through with it if the opportunity arises....

"We can still play about it if we don't, right?"
 
Christie pulled her mouth off from Matt's penis with a "pop", considering. "I think I'd be better off playing it by ear," she offered before going down on him once again. Not having any pressure seemed a relief, and she had to admit to herself that she would likely enjoy herself either way.
 
A tension that I hadn't realized had built in Christie eased when I told her there were no expectations where swinging was concerned.

When she went back to my cock after her reply, I caressed her hair and said, a slight wry smile on my face, " But the thought of seeing you eat a pussy is beyond hot."
 
" But the thought of seeing you eat a pussy is beyond hot."

Matt was caressing her hair as he said that, and Christie pulled her mouth off him long enough to nuzzle his erection and smile coquettishly at him.

"I'd love to give it a try. And I'll do my best to give you plenty of opportunities to watch me do it," she told him before going back down on him.
 
Oh fuck. Christie's reply ramped up my arousal tenfold. Even after her admission that she wasn't sure she could go through with swinging if the opportunity came up, just hearing her willingness, even if it was all just play, was erotic as hell.

"If it would turn you on, I would take a cock, too." It was true. If Christie really wanted to see me go bi, I would gladly do that for her. I even found some part of me wondering what it had felt like for her when I fucked her ass. I've played with my butt off and on over the years, and while the feeling wasn't objectionable, it's never become a big part of my repertoire. If Christie wanted it, though, all bets were off.

I hesitated bringing that part up, though...
 
Christie wasn't sure if Matt was talking about just sucking another guy, or if he were talking about receiving him anally as she had the night before. To be honest, this was the first she'd thought of having done so, and reflected that she was a little uncomfortable this morning, but not overly so.

She pulled off him again with a pop and looked teasingly at him, playing along with either scenario. "That would be hot to watch," she said to him, flapping him against her cheek with a soft and wet "plopping" sound. It would be intriguing, and she resolved to watch some gay-or at least bi- male porn at some point during the day while Matt worked. She rubbed her face against him once again before opening her mouth wide and slowly taking him in, this time all the way into her throat, inordinately proud of her new skill.
 
Hearing Christie's reply, I wanted very much to at least try bi, just to see her reaction. The fact that my cock maintained contact with her face the whole while she was speaking emphasized the eroticism of what she said.

What she did next cemented my decision.

Christie isn't necessarily known as a deep throat artist, but when her mouth went back to my cock, she didn't stop until her lips were at the base of my hard-on. A moan issued from my throat at the sensation, so different from being in her pussy, even though the penetration's basically the same.

"Maybe we could sixty-nine side-by-side, me with a cock in my mouth, you with a pussy in yours."

I still couldn't manage to mention anal on my part. I was sure it'd come out eventually, and while we were expanding our horizons, it'd be silly to leave anything off the table.

Besides, my mind's eye could see Christie wearing a strap-on, and I had to admit, it looked hot...
 
"Maybe we could sixty-nine side-by-side, me with a cock in my mouth, you with a pussy in yours."

Mattbwas definitely playing to one of her late fantasies. She stiop didn't know just how willing he was to actually go through with it, but he was certainly ramping up her arousal. She swirled her tongue as far as she could around his shaft despite being lodged as deeply in her throat as he was, silently willing him to go on.
 
Christie was just listening to the fantasy I was spinning now, like I had done a good portion of the time when my face had been in her crotch.

My going bi seemed to turn her on, so I went on, "You mentioned getting under the woman I was fucking doggy and licking us both? I think I'd like to do the same thing while you were fucked by another man."
 
Christie's hips twitched at that thought, and she couldn't deny having wondered what being in that situation would be like many times through the years. Her hips twitched a bit as she continued to fellate her husband. She wondered what that would look like, and made a mental note to explore some of those videos later.
 
I couldn't quite tell what was going on in my wife's pretty head while she continued taking my cock as deep as she could, but I got no indication that what I was saying still wasn't fueling this fantasy that'd been building for just under a day now.

I'd been hesitant to add this wrinkle to the spin, but figured, what the hell.

"Or maybe you'd like to be under me while he fucks me..."
 
Christie couldn't help the moan that escaped her at Matt's continued fantasy. She could almost feel what that may be like, either him lodged deeply in her mouth as he was now, the thrusts of the other man pushing him deeper, or Matt taking her as he was being taken. Her pelvis searched for the penis she could all but feel penetrating her.
 
I smiled at Christie's reaction to this. Apparently she liked the idea of me getting fucked... a lot.

"Hmm. You seem to like that idea. I know I liked fucking your ass last night. How would you feel about giving mine a try? Just in case, I mean."

I had no idea if Christie's "Matt buttfuck fantasy" extended to her taking me, but it I was going to hope to take the real thing at some point, I'd want practice, and there's nobody else I'd trust with that practice...
 
Christie was uncertain regarding Matt's last suggestion. He made it seem like he was into it, but just how would she do that? Not that she would refuse him if he were to ask, she just didn't know the mechanisms of the action. Yet something else to look into she figured.
 
Hm. No big reaction. We'd have to discuss it. If I was going to take part in this fantasy, should we get the chance to try, and have the balls to actually go through with it, I was going to want training.

Later...

"But you still like the idea of me being fucked, right? Maybe while eating you or fucking you?

...How about while fucking someone else?"
 
Matt seemed to pick up on her hesitation. He seemed into it; she wasn't sure that his extra hardness she was feeling with her mouth was entirely due to her oral skills.

"But you still like the idea of me being fucked, right? Maybe while eating you or fucking you?

...How about while fucking someone else?"


Yes, that was definitely a turn-on for her, and she nodded her head slightly. It wasn't that she was opposed to the other, she just didn't know how it would work. Of course, she'd never thought she could take anyone "back there", and yet she not only had but was open to more. She gave up trying to suck him off-she wanted him inside her again, and slid her nude body up his before mounting him and taking him fully inside her with a gasp of enjoyment.
 
We were doing an awful lot of talking, considering we were having sex. Typically, sex was pretty quiet, at least as far as words went. There were usually sounds of various types, of course, but normally not a lot of conversation. Of course, recently Christie had discovered a love for dirty talk, and I wouldn't go back to wordless sex if I was paid for it.

I wasn't sure what Christie's problem was with training my ass for whatever might come along in this potential new endeavor. Heck, if nothing else, it would be adding to our personal repertoire... We'd talk about it later.

She did, however, like the thought of all the rest. That was good. I thought I'd killed the mood. When she stopped sucking me, I thought that was exactly what happened. However, when she climbed on my erection and started riding me, I knew we hadn't skipped the groove we'd been in.

"Well, hi there," I said cheerfully. "I liked what you were doing earlier, but this is just as good. I get to see a lot more of you this way.

"So, continuing our previous conversation...

"What do you think about being in this position with a cock in your mouth, maybe a pussy sitting on mine?

"Or maybe you'd rather have the pussy and me the cock?"
 
With Matt lodged safely inside her, Christie lay her body atop her husband's and rode him slowly, listening to his words before kissing his jaw lightly.

"Mmmmmm.....either of those sound good," she murmured to him. "You seem to have a thing all of a sudden for other guys though," she teased. "Do I have to worry?"
 
I laughed at Christie's question. "Just playing the game. You seem to enjoy the idea of me expanding my horizons, too, so I'm playing along. Your reactions are what keeps me on the bi thing. There's no way in hell I'm giving up pussy. Especially yours. If you really like the notion of me trying the bi thing, I will definitely try it for you if we get the chance."
 
"You don't have to play along just for me," Christie said softly. "The idea of seeing you try it is hot," she admitted, "but I'm ok if you never actually want to go through with it." Her finger traced around his nipple as she rocked gently back and forth.
 
I looked directly into her eyes. "The fact that you find it hot makes me want to try it. I'm not a homophobe, and the thought of your reaction to seeing it really makes me eager to see what the real.thing might be."
 
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