Fulfilling a Dream

Getting my pretty wife, Lisa, to agree to a partner swap took some planning. It was not that she was prude, not at all. It was just that she was romantic, and neither of us would consider cheating on each other. Obviously, I liked it that way. The idea of having sex with someone else was exciting, but not without her permission. And somehow, even the thought of my shy wife banging another dude to please me was thrilling.

But fortunately, after five years of marriage, I knew how to convince my wife. The plan consisted of three really simple steps and, obviously, some talking her into it. Step one, wait with any uncommon sexual ideas till she was in her most fertile period - something that worked with many women, for obvious reasons. And experience had taught me that her hormones were particularly helpful in that regard.

The second step came somewhat with the first one. Get her aroused first, that's it. Of course, we had sex more often anyway when she was most fertile, so that was not difficult to achieve. The trick was not to do it too late. It is easy to make people agree to a lot of stuff when you are withholding their impending orgasm, but once they come, they will regret it immediately and try to back out. No, I had to plant the thought early on and made her think about it in her arousal. That way, it would feel as if that idea was what got her aroused.

And finally, I had to make sure she would actually follow through. It was one thing to get her to say yes while we were in bed together, but it was a whole other thing to actually do it some days later. You won't be surprised if I tell you that this step involved planning for a weekend exactly one month later. Relying on those same hormones again, yes. I guess I am a bit of a one-trick pony. But when it works, it works! And I had seen it working on my wife before, again and again. For instance, that one time I wanted to try anal with her. Suggested it one month, kept the thought alive for a month, then initiated it four weeks later. Actually, to be honest, it was me who then stopped the whole thing in the end, because I could hear that she was in pain when I drilled her ass. Both aroused and in pain, that is. She would have continued, but I had no interest in hurting her.

Anyway, I knew the moment would be right very soon when I was sitting cross-legged on our bed one night, her legs slightly spread on either side of me while I was massaging her thighs. I was working my way up toward the center.

"So... who would you want a hall pass for?" I asked her when I sensed our dirty talk had excited her enough to be more open about this line of questioning.

"Huh?" she replied, breathing heavily. But I could see her cheeks blush slightly.

"You know, what actor would you not want to pass up, if you had the opportunity?" I said while my fingers brushed over her lower set of lips. They, too, were taking on a deeper red as her blood concentrated there.

"Oh... hmm, I used to be into young Brad Pitt as a teenager," she told me. She was clearly thinking about that as I watched her bite her lips.

"Fight Club?" I could not stop myself from asking. I immediately tried to undo any damage by blowing hot breath on her clit.

She playfully hit my hair.

"No, silly. Meet Joe Black."

"Ah... I was partial to Claire Forlani in that movie, myself."

My tongue touched her labia for the first time that evening, tracing from the bottom to the clit gently.

"You think we should give each other a hall pass if we met both of them? We might swap partners for just one night."

I followed up these words with my tongue sliding down her lips again. I could tell that my words had an effect on her, and so did the other things my tongue did to her.

***

Ultimately, I managed to steer the conversation from swapping partners with a movie couple to swapping with real people. We assured each other that we were giving each other permission to have a bit of fun, and so this was no cheating. Moreover, we would have sex in separate rooms, so that we would not be stuck forever with the image of our spouse fucking somebody else. I also had to convince her that by using condoms, there would be no health risk to us. Still, she seemed relieved when I suggested doing it with our mutual friends, Ben and Olivia. This showed to me how important it was to make sure she felt safe. Who knows what a stranger would have her do once he would be alone with her?

Of course, I did not tell her that I had discussed this with Ben before. And fortunately, he was successful in persuading Olivia as well. A date was soon set. We reserved two hotel rooms, and Olivia organised her mother to watch their toddler for the weekend. She - that is, Olivia - was a tall, blackhaired woman, Mexican on her mother's side. I was really looking forward to seeing her tits in full at last, and wondered if she would like me to knead them.

***

When the day came, Lisa felt a bit uneasy, but excited. She knew very well she would not have pulled this through on any other week of the month. Her heart started beating faster when she remembered when her husband had brought up the idea of hall passes the first time a few weeks back. For a second, she had thought he had talked to Olivia and learned that she had had a crush on Ben before he got together with Olivia, and before she had met her husband. Luckily, it turned out he had just been talking about actors. It's not like any of that past mattered anymore nowadays. She was in love with her husband, and him only. Now, of course, if they were going to swap partners with anybody, if she was going to fuck somebody else, it was a fun coincidence that she would get to be with Ben for one single night.

Had Ben ever thought about getting together with her? Had he ever wondered what touching her would feel like? She knew her breasts were not as big as Olivia's, but they were all the more pert. Now, half a decade later, the difference would be even greater, with Olivia having given birth, and Lisa still being childless. Not that it mattered what he thought of her, of course. Only her husband's opinion of her counted. Even so, she was going to give Ben a good time. She smiled at the thought. He needed to know what he had missed out on. Maybe even think of her from time to time when he was in bed with Olivia. She felt herself getting wet.

***

I was not completely sure if this would work out until we were all sitting in one of our hotel rooms. Lisa had seemed unusually quiet all day. She looked unsure when I handed her a few condoms, and grabbed some for myself. I smiled at her reassuringly and nodded to Ben. He took this as a go signal and led my wife out of the room. I hoped she would enjoy herself. After the door had clicked shut, I licked my lips and turned to Olivia. I wondered if she was into 69. I would find out soon!

***

When Lisa and Ben arrived in their room, she dropped all of the condoms on a little heap on the nightstand (how many were they supposed to use?! Surely, one or two would have been enough...). Lisa breathed out hard. In five years of marriage, she had never once entertained the thought of cheating. She had ignored every man with ease, and even if Ben had tried anything, she would have rejected him without a second thought. This evening was something different, though. Just an adventure with her husband, who just happened to be in another room. And Ben, her college crush. He happened to stand right in front of her. As she stared into his eyes, she once again wondered if Ben had ever had any feelings for her.

When he kissed her, she had her answer.

The kiss was intense and long. Lisa hesitated for a second, then she returned the kiss with the same intensity. She could feel his emotions by the way he pulled her towards himself. She grabbed his head so that he would not pull away. As their tongues circled each other, she moaned into his mouth. He took this as an invitation to let his hands wander all over her body. She shivered in anticipation. Impatiently, Lisa pushed her hand under his shirt. How she had longed to touch his muscular body back in college! How she longed to touch him now!

She needed him to be more aggressive, but luckily, he could read her wishes as if they had been long-time lovers. He interrupted their kiss just long enough to pull her top over her head, and throw it into a corner of the hotel room. His tongue was already darting into her mouth again when a quick movement of his hand unclasped her bra. It dropped to the floor while Lisa clumsily undid the buttons of his shirt. Not easy while your bodies are so close to each other! When the shirt finally opened, she pressed her breasts against his chest. She could feel her nipples being fully erect, and she knew that he could feel it, too.

Ben explored her breast with one hand, while the other one invaded her skirt and panties to grab her butt. She responded by unbuttoning his pants. There was no more hesitation. They knew what they wanted. Ben pushed her slowly, so that she walked backwards with him until her legs touched the bed frame. She giggled when they let themselves fall on the bed. When he spent two seconds pushing his pants down, she caught her first glimpse of his hard dick. There was no doubt that he did not need any further foreplay. He was as stiff for her as she was wet for him.

He kissed her again hungrily while he pushed her body down onto the mattress. When he lay down on top of her, this was the first time the head of his penis grazed over her pussy. How she needed him to be inside her! She briefly remembered the condoms on the nightstand. She dismissed the thought. She needed to feel his cock raw!

She was so wet that a bit of wiggling would have been sufficient to make his cock slip right into her, but she guided him inside her with her hand anyway. She enjoyed the deliberate decision to insert his naked cock into her unprotected cunt. He grunted as his rock-hard dick entered her. She clawed his ass to pull him inside faster.

"Fuck me", she groaned.

And she did not have to ask him twice. One strong thrust was enough for him to bottom out in her. As her pussy struggled to accommodate his size, she realized that she had never been filled so thoroughly before. Every new thrust stretched her pussy more than before, and there seemed to be no end to this delicious cock. And it was not just the length, she could feel his girth as he drilled into her, too. And out. And in.

Lisa could not help whimpering with every thrust. She had not even known how much she had needed this all of her life. Ben was fulfilling dreams she had never even known about. When she could feel the tide of her own orgasm approaching in her fertile canal, his grunts were getting more strained, too.

The thought of his potent cum flooding her pussy drove her into a fucking frenzy. Her pelvis smacked into his with loud clapping noises. The orgasm tide in her was rising more and more, ready to wash over her and drown out any other thought. All of her mind was focusing on the baby maker that was pistoning in and out of her.

And then Ben growled and came deep inside her. High tide. Every spurt of his jerking manhood raised the flood of her orgasm in her. Her cunt contracted as if to suck every drop of his cum into her. There was nothing in the universe but Ben's throbbing cock, and the vagina that engulfed it. Her vagina. Lisa. All of her entire being was wrapped around the cock in the center of the cosmos.

Lisa would have screamed his name if she had remembered it. The flood that washed over her had wiped out all memories of her past. The last thing she would recollect later was Ben collapsing on top of her. Then she blacked out, Ben still inside of her.

***

When they both came to themselves, they were not sure how much time had passed. It was probably better if they got back to their spouses quickly.

Lisa's gaze fell upon the heap of unused condoms. She opened one of the wrappers, unrolled the rubber and made sure some of the cum in her pussy dripped inside it. She examined her work, and when she was happy with the result, she threw the condom and its wrapper into the trash. She would spend the rest of the night in this room with her husband, so all had to look right.

She probably should also have washed the rest of Ben's cum out of her pussy, but she did not want to. She just smeared the sperm that had started running down her legs on the bedsheets. Everything would look more realistic if there was some semen outside of her.

After wiping her hands on the sheets, Lisa absentmindedly reached for her handbag. Ever well-prepared, she had brought Plan B just in case of an unlikely condom failure. She shrugged, threw the morning-after pill into the toilet and flushed.