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Wedding Night Rehersal
I got my wife a little drunk one night and asked her to describe the "wildest" thing she had ever done sexually. She told me about when she was getting married the first time. Her girl friends took her out to celebrate two days before the wedding. None of them were of legal drinking age so one girl stole a bottle of "Jack" from her Father's cabinet and they sat in the car passing around this bottle until it was gone. Five young girls finishing a bottle straight, needless to say they were pretty ** faced. They ended up at a Fast food place just giggling and laughing and having a good time. One of her friends asked her if Ron, her future husband, was a good lover. Her response was "I guess so". They asked her, compared to her other lovers how he rated. She admitted that Ron had been her one and only. She told me her friends were in shock. They just could not believe that she had never had any other sexual experiences. She told them it was a little late now, but the alcohol started to kick in and a plan started to form.
Linda, my wife's Maid of Honor, goes over to the "kid" working the counter and asks him if he has a break coming up. When he asks why she tells him that one of the girls at the table wants to have ** with him, but he can't know which one. He checks out our table and says that we are all "babes" and he would have no problem "doing" any of us. Linda explains that he has to play by her rules and if he does he is in for a good time. She asks him if he has a car and a condom. He says yes to both and she hands him her scarf and tells him to go sit in the passenger seat of his car. She tells him to put the condom on his ** and the scarf over his eyes and he ready for a "good time."
Now she comes back to the table and tells my wife of her plan. Even in my wife's drunken condition she tells Linda that she is crazy, that this will never work. The other girls are all over my wife asking if she wants to live the rest of her life having only "experienced" one man? They all swear a vow of secrecy, that no one will ever know, even the kid will be blind folded and never know which girl he had ** with.
As stupid as it sounded the next thing my wife remembered was standing next to the car window, looking in at this teenage boy with his pants down to his ankles, a condom on his **, and a scarf over his eyes. She told me she hiked up her skirt and removed her ** and climbed on to the front seat facing him. She put his hand between her legs and told him to "**" her until she was moist. She stroked his ** a few times and noticed he was bigger both in length and width than her boyfriend Ron. She was a little concerned about making him "fit", but her juices were starting to flow and she was going to make every effort. She told me it was tight but that it felt really, really good. She said she was surprised the kid lasted as long as he did considering how excited he was and she was able to ** twice before he did. She climbed off of him, open the door and walked away, back into the restaurant and sat down with her friends. The giggling and laughter had stopped and the girls sat in silence wanting to know how it felt. Just then the kid came back from break and walked over to the table. Looked each girl in the eyes and said he had no idea who it was but that he wanted to thank who ever it was for the most exciting night of his life. He said I'm going to return the scarf but I'm going to keep the ** that he found on the floor.
Two days later, on her Wedding night, Ron, her new Husband, took about three minutes before he came and then rolled over and went to sleep. My wife told me she just laid there thinking about her "Fast food Lover". The marriage to Ron didn't last eighteen months.
After telling me this story we got up out of bed and went out to the car (it was in the garage, but it was still kind of **). I sat in the passenger seat and she crawled on top of me. I reached down to play with her ** and she was already dripping. I had my face planted right between those 38 D's and that little five foot frame of hers was bouncing up and down like it was the end of the world. Now our ** life is usually right between Good and very good. That night it was right between Awesome and Holy **.
Now my problem, I can't get her to talk anymore. She thinks it's perverted. I've tried booze, grass and begging and nothing works. Now this is my plan. I'm going to post this on the web site and I hope you guys (and girls) will read it and respond in a positive manner. Please try to convince her that there is nothing wrong with her exciting stories and if it adds to the enjoyment of our ** life than this is a good thing. Now to be fair if you guys (and girls) think that I should respect her wishes and don't ask her any more questions, then I will be disappointed but will give in.
Come on everyone, don't let me down.
I don't know how I would feel about a **. I get excited hearing about things she has already done.
Well, **, don't hold back on us! What other things has she done? BTW, hearing about things my wife had done before we married in part led to us engaging in several threesomes. They were MFF, though. That's when I learned my wife was a closet bi-sexual. It helped bring her out of the closet and into the bed.:-)
Well let's hear about some of those stories.