A hypnotist discovers his wife’s kinky past, and her parents’.
Based on a post from Brett. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.
After finishing university as a Psychologist specializing in Hypnosis, I finally had an opportunity to dig into my wife’s past.
She always kept her past and younger years close to her chest; whereas I was willingly open about my whole life. Not that she asked, because that would have made it tough for her to refuse my curiosity.
We have been married for almost three years. Darla is 27 and I’m 28.
Life was as good as one could expect at our age, we both worked hard but equally enjoyed kicking back on weekends. Kids were in our plans, but we needed a couple more years for just us.
As much as I tried to get Darla to let me put her under hypnosis, the answer was always the same, ‘No, Tom!’
Obviously she has secrets. Probably old boyfriends or girlfriends; stuff that she feels would be too embarrassing to let out. Our sex was fine, but a bit conflicted by something that Darla kept hidden.
So for a long time I just let it ride, until Darla and I were at her parents place for dinner. Her mother, Annie; asked if I could put her dad under hypnosis because he had been having trouble sleeping, and they can’t work out why.
I told them that if I did indeed have a session with her husband, then I would need a session with Annie, as well.
They would be separate and personal.
Also, under no circumstances was I to try and find out things other than sleep related. Annie, Darla’s mother; agreed, but insisted that Darla be done as well.
Thus the whole family was on an even playing field.
“Whatever.” Darla spat out.
So after the dinner they all agreed that it would be at our place the following weekend.
Well I got the usual ‘it’s all bullshit’ on the way home. I explained to her that there was obviously something stopping her father from sleeping, and that it wouldn’t hurt to see if I could help.
The following Saturday, her parents came over. While Annie and Darla sat by the pool, I took Paul into our spare bedroom and had him sit in a chair. I started off by telling him to relax, and if he’s stressed then it probably isn’t going to work. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths before I started. Before too long he went under hypnosis.
Session One
Things started slowly. I asked him about work and how his health was. The answers I got were nothing strange, although work was a bit of a worry.
It didn’t seem to be what was causing the sleepless nights, so I moved on to Annie and how they were getting along, day to day.
Finally I moved to matters sexually. He said that he loved her, and when I pushed a little more about the romance side, he indicated that he can’t tell her what he wanted.
Bingo!
“So Paul; you still enjoy having sex with Annie?” I asked the open-ended question.
“Oh yes; we have a lot of fun. However, she really doesn’t seem to want to explore new things.”
“And you do?” I asked. “Like what?”
“Well, we are still reasonably young and I have a fantasy to see her with another man, or woman.” Paul openly divulged. “And apart from that, the more I think about it, the more I seem to enjoy seeing men’s cocks, either at the gym or on my PC.”
“Okay, Paul; next time you come home from the gym; every time Annie asks ‘how it went’, I want you to tell her everything that you notice in the locker room & showers.”
Then I went back to discussing his work, and eventually cleared his mind and woke him up.
“How do you feel, Paul? I gently asked.
“How should I feel, Tom?” He asked, with a relaxed indifference.
“Very good then,” I said “We are done.”
“You sure?” he asked.
“Yes, we are done. We can have another session next week if you’re up for it?” I offered the option.
“Ha ha, you don’t look any different!” the girls screamed.
“Should he?” I asked,
“So what’s his problem?” Annie asked.
“That’s private, and we will work on it. Okay, Annie; you ready?” I changed the subject.
“Yes, let’s go, Tom.” she said.
Sitting her in the same spare bedroom chair, I slowly put her under and started with basic questions, just to be sure. From there I knew what I needed to do.
“So Annie, how is your sex life?” I asked in an honest inquiry.
“It’s okay.” She gave a non-elaborative response.
“So it’s okay, but not good?” I invited more details. Annie said nothing, so I asked a simple, factual question. “Tell me, how many partners have you had in your life?”
“Lots.” She answered, immediately.
“So, a lot is five?” I speculated.
“No no,” she replied, “more than that.”
“So tell me how many?” I gently requested.
“Maybe; uh, almost 20.” She finally concluded.
‘Holy shit!’ I thought to myself.
“So, you had quite the time before you were married? Or did you have affairs?”
“Yes, I have had others during my marriage.”
My head was spinning. “Okay, so you’re only with Paul now?”
“No, there is one other.” She said without hesitation or emotion.
“And who might that be?”
“It’s my brother.” Annie revealed.
“And how often do you get together with him?”
“About once a week.”
“You still have good sex with Paul, don’t you?”
“We have sex, but it’s always the same thing. On top; cum; get off; good night.” She said with no enthusiasm.
“Okay, what would you like?” I asked.
“We are still young, and honestly; I would love to have Paul and my brother fuck me at the same time.”
“I see. And is it just men you’re interested in?”
“Darla. I love the way Darla teases me when no one is around.” Annie revealed.
“How would she do that?” I asked.
“By flashing her pussy and nipples at me!”
“Umm, okay. I think that’s enough for today.” I slowly woke her up.
“So, what’s up with me, Tom?” Annie asked, as though she just joined a conversation.
“Ha ha! Nothing. Annie you’re fine. We will do it again next week.” and back to the others we went.
“All good?” they asked.
“Yes.” Annie replied.
“So, I suppose it’s my turn;” Darla spat.
“Come on then. I don’t think it will take long. You’re too negative for it to work.”
She sat straight down. I told her to relax. It took a little longer, but she did go under.
It was to be short and sweet. I told her that she needs to flirt a little, with her mother; and when they first meet, to give her a big hug and kiss on the lips. Then I told her to do the same for her father. Finally, telling her that whenever I say ‘mom’ or ‘dad’; she is to get really horny.
Then I slowly woke her up, and told her it didn’t really work, and that we would try again during the week.
So by Thursday I had to know for sure. We were sitting in the living room, and I asked if she was looking forward to seeing her mom and dad on the weekend?
She replied, “Yes.”
Over the next few minutes she was getting flushed and started to fidget in her seat. Then, out of the blue, she stood up and said; “Let’s go and have some fun!”
I’m not going to turn that down. She took my hand and we went up to the bedroom. She was naked in a flash! After two hours of sucking, fucking, and playing; I knew that I was now in charge.
Session Two
So Saturday comes around and we were getting ready to leave for Darla’s parents’ house. “I don’t know what to wear!” she yells.
“Hmm, okay, I thought ‘you’re only going to see your mom and dad?’
Now, to wait and see what happens.
It must have been fifteen minutes before she came downstairs. I looked at her short skirt and small top. “Too much, Tom?” she says.
“Not at all, baby.” I calmed her anxiety.
All the way over, she was twitching in her seat. Beads of sweat formed on her brow. Eventually we pulled into the driveway. Darla was out like a shot, and as we got to the door, she was tugging at her skirt. When the door was opened, she walked straight up to her mom. With both arms around her waist, Darla kissed her mom directly on the lips. Then her mom slowly slid her arms around Darla. Eventually they broke, and her mom was bright red.
When we got to the living room, her dad stood up to greet her. Darla grabbed both his hands and planted her lips directly on his lips; then pulled back before kissing him again.
‘This is great’ I thought to myself. We all sat down and I directed conversation towards her father by asking how he’s sleeping.
“I’d love to say ‘great’, however I’m still having trouble.”
Darla spoke up and said; “Told you it doesn’t work, Tom.”
I asked them if they wanted another session, or to not bother. They both insisted on doing it again. Her father went to get up but I said; “I’ll start with Annie, today.”
As I walked away, I told Darla to ‘be nice to mom and dad’, knowing exactly what it would do to her.
Annie sat down in Darla’s old bedroom, and was easy to put under. I asked her about day to day life and work, before steering her towards last week’s topic.
“So, how are Paul and yourself doing this week” Did you have sex?”
“Yes, we did.” Annie was very compliant with hypnosis.
“And how did that go?”
There was a pause, and I panicked briefly, until she told me that while he was fucking her, he started to talk about the gym and the men in the locker room.
“Was there a problem in the locker room?” I asked.
“No, he said that he looks at the men’s cocks.”
“So, he only looks at them?” I asked her.
“Yes; he said it turns him on.” Annie explained.
“So, I want you to have a think about that for a minute, Annie.” I carefully stood up and left the room I crept down the hallway and peered into the living room.
I got a side view of Darla and her dad. Darla was on her knees between her father’s legs bobbing up and down on his cock. Her father leaning back with his eyes closed, moaning Darla’s name over and over.
My own cock was now rock hard. Her father grabbed her head and started fucking her face; then told her he was going to cum. Darla pulled back, grabbed his cock, and started pumping hard.
“On my face! I want you to cum on my face.” She said.
Right then he went stiff and a huge rope of cum landed across Darla’s face and into her hair she kept pumping until he was done then gently sucked the tip of his cock.
I backed away undiscovered, and went down the hallway and into the spare bedroom. I sat quietly before asking Annie; “So, what do you think about Paul looking at men’s cocks?”
“It kind of excites me!” Annie admitted.
“And did you see your brother this week?” I asked.
“Yes, on Wednesday.”
“Where did you meet him?”
“At the park. We both drove there.” Annie explained
“And what did you and your brother do?”
“He took me into the toilets and I sucked his cock next to the urinals.”
“And did he cum?”
“Yes, and I swallowed it all. Then he took me into one of the stalls and showed me a hole in the divider wall, it’s where men put their cocks through and get sucked off by a stranger; and he told me that next time we are there I will have to suck a stranger’s cock.”
“Okay, so when Paul and yourself have sex again; and he mentions the gym; you are to tell him that it turns you on and it’s something you would like to see.” I instructed her.
I then slowly brought her out of the hypnosis session.
“Everything okay?” I asked.
“Yes, Tom. I’m fine.” Annie assured me.
“Well, grab yourself a coffee and take a break.” I said loudly, after I opened the bedroom door. I wanted Darla & her dad to be aware that Annie & I were coming out.
Once back in the living room, Darla and her father were beet red and very quiet.
“So, come on Darla. Let’s try again.” I invited my wife; and off to the room we went.
Once she was under, I asked her how she felt.
“Uneasy actually.” She admitted freely.
“And why is that?”
She told me that she felt guilty about something she had done.
“What is it?” I asked.
“I cheated on my husband!” Darla blurted.
“Why did you do that?”
“I couldn’t help it! I just had the urge!”
“And who was it with?”
“My father.”
“Oh really? what did you do together?”
“I sucked his cock until he came on my face.”
“And you enjoyed it?”
“Yes, I did.”
“And you will continue to have sex with your dad?”
“Yes, I want to. I can’t help the urges.”
“Okay, well from now on; whenever you leave your house, don’t wear panties. And shave your cunt when you get home today.”
Then I woke her up and we went back and sat in the living room with Paul and Annie and chatted over coffee.
“So Paul, let’s go.” And once he was under, I got straight to the point.
“When you’re at the gym next, and go to the locker room; I want you to tell the men how good their cocks look, and that you would love to suck them off until they cum.”
Bringing him out of the short session, I asked how he was.
He replied that he ‘felt good.’ Then, as Darla and I left; her mom and dad said; “Tom, we will come to your house next time.”
As we drove home, Darla asked; “Could we go straight to the bedroom and have some fun?”
I looked over at her and asked; “What’s got into you?”
“Just feeling horny, and thought you might want to play.” She said with a seductive smile.
“Okay, I’m not arguing. Home we go.”
Once home, Darla headed straight upstairs, with me not far behind. She swung the bedroom door open and proceeded to strip off. She did indeed have a great body. Her tits were firm with nice-sized nipples. Her cunt was covered with an even amount of hair and her ass was to die for. It was in fact her ass that drew me to her in the first place. The way her jeans or yoga pants hug so well; and ride up between her cheeks.
A Bedroom Appointment
“Hey, Tom!” She called and snapped me back to reality. “Are you coming?”
I looked over and she was lying on the bed, on her back with both knees drawn up & spread wide.
I crawled up beside her and started kissing her face, her neck, and her ears. She closed her eyes as she sighed softly.
I thought to myself that I could take this hypnosis of her and her parents a long way; or do the right thing and end it before it gets out of control.
As I kissed my way down to her breasts, and started to suck on one of her nipples; she snaked her hand down between us and gently took hold of my cock. Eventually I kissed my way down her belly to the top of her mound. Her hips were heaving and she was openly moaning. I could see the moisture between her cunt lips and the hair on either side was a little matted.
Then she tugged upward on my hip, in order to get us into a 69 position.
As I rolled on top of her and positioned my head between her raised knees, I couldn’t help but just stare at how beautiful and inviting her cunt was. Her clit had extended out from between her lips. The heat I could feel, was intense. The aroma! That amazing aroma had me in a trance. I felt her licking around my balls, while holding my hips in her hands. It felt amazing then she sucked one of my balls into her mouth and rolled it around with her tongue. I was more than ready to cum, however I had to control myself. I pulled forward and she let my ball pop from her mouth.
“Tom, You know what?” she said; “That cunt of mine has nice lips, but no tongue, so it isn’t going to lick itself!”
“Oh, I get the hint.” and I ran my tongue all the way from clit to her cute little anal sphincter.
“Oh fuck!” she yelled. “Yes! Tom, Yes, do it again.”
I softly blew air over her cunt and she raised her hips up.
“You’re killing me! Please, please eat me!” Darla pleaded
Then I slid my hands under her asscheeks and speared my tongue deep between her lips, into her flooded cavern. She was screaming and shaking her knees, clamping against my head.
Then I felt her push my hips up and take my aching cock into her mouth. I kept licking deep inside her. The taste was incredible. All the time her tongue worked its magic, stroking and swallowing on my cock.
There was no way I could last much longer. I had to put her over the edge. So I started to tickle her anus with the tip of my finger. She stopped what she was doing and went still. Anal is something that we had never delved into. Her chest was heaving beneath me. My finger was continually drawing circles around her tight little hole. Then I lifted my face and zeroed in on her clit, sucking it straight into my mouth. She was shaking wildly. And when I thought she could take no more, I bit down on her clit.
She fucking exploded, spitting my cock out of her mouth. She was screaming; “I’m cumming! Oh, Tom! I’m cumming!” over and over. Her knees were so tight on my head, it was hurting.
I didn’t even have time to get a breath before she went ballistic again; screaming. All the time her cunt was soaked.
My mouth and face were covered in her juices. The bed sheets were wet. Then eventually she started to calm down and catch her breath. After a while I rolled off of her and turned to lay down beside her.
“You know,” I said; “there’s no way that the neighbors didn’t hear that.”
She smiled before propping up a couple pillows under her shoulders and telling me to straddle her chest. Once in position with my stiff cock between her tits, she started to lick and suck the tip of my cock. It felt amazing! Then she stopped; and looking up at me, said; “I’m going to wax my cunt, so next time you eat me it will be nice and smooth.”
Our eyes met and I knelt up and leaned forward. Opening her mouth she let most of my full length slide in.
She kept bobbing up and down, and then started doing this thing with her tongue where she would rub it up and down on the underside of my cock,
I couldn’t take anymore! I tried to pull out so that I could cum on her face, but she forced her arms tight around my ass to hold me inside, and I exploded straight down her throat.
She did battle with it, however managed to keep it there until she had sucked me dry. She kept me inside and gently massaged my cock with her tongue. I started to go limp then eventually she pushed me to the side and we both lay there, catching our breath.
One thing I know for sure, is that I’m going to push this hypnosis as far as I can. Darla and her parents have no idea that I’m even bringing up their sex secrets. I know why it’s unethical to treat family.
Session Three
“So Paul, it’s been another week. How are you sleeping?” I asked when Darla’s parents came to our house the next weekend.
“To be honest, Tom. Lots better!”
“And why do you think that is?”
I’m not entirely sure. I Just seem less stressed, I think.”
“Okay, so we shouldn’t need another session then?” I asked.
“I wouldn’t say that. I think they are helping.”
“Okay, then let’s go.”
Once he was under, I asked a couple of safe questions. Then I asked him how the gym is?
The reply was that he was really enjoying it.
“Why is that, Paul?”
“Well, I approached some men in the locker room, and told them that I admired their cocks. They told me that they would be happy to give me a closer look. One of them, an older man, took me to his shower cubicle. He was still naked from an earlier shower.”
Paul continued his detailed account; “He pushed down on my shoulder, and I knelt in front of him. His cock was not that big, which was probably a good thing being my first time. I reached out and took it in my hand. I could feel the heat from it, squeezing it gently. It started to stiffen, and as it got hard I used my other hand to massage his balls. He was moaning softly, and then; as if I’d done it a thousand times before; I lowered my mouth over his shaft, licking the head as I went. It was hard and smooth, and felt incredibly powerful. He pushed gently on the back of my head until my lips were at his balls. Then I started to bob it in and out, just as I would like to have done to myself. I started caressing his balls and he started to fuck my face. With a hand on either side of my head, he told me he wouldn’t last much longer. Without thinking, I maneuvered my finger up to his anus and started to wiggle the tip around the sphincter.
That was when he started to push harder, and within seconds I could feel my mouth fill with his warm sweet fluid. I swallowed everything he had, and before letting him out of my mouth, I sucked him clean.”
“Wow! it sounds like you’re very comfortable with it, did you tell Annie about it?” I asked my father-in-law.
“Yes, I did, and at first she went quiet. However, after a while she asked me to fuck her and replay the story. As I did! She really enjoyed it! Yes, I filled her cunt with cum, then she sat on my face and had me eat it out of her.” Paul smiled as he detailed the way his wife responded.
“Excellent!” I affirmed his breakthrough. “Sounds like you two are getting onto the same page.”
After Paul's session, I took Annie in. After a few safe questions, she did indeed confirm Paul’s story.
“So you enjoyed it then, knowing that Paul had taken another man’s cum in his mouth?”
“Oh yes! Indeed. I just wish it had been my brother’s.”
“Well how about you invite your brother over late one afternoon, have him fuck you good and proper; then as soon as Paul gets home, tell him you’re horny and want him to eat your cunt?” I suggested.
“Yes! That would work!”
“Okay, sounds like a plan.” I concluded the session.
Annie and I returned to the living room.
Darla stood and I asked; “Do you want to try again?”
“Yes, Tom. It doesn’t seem to work, but I can’t be the odd one out.” Darla kept up her narrative.
Sitting down and getting the safe questions out of the way, I went on to ask how she was?
“Guilty.” was her reply.
“Oh? Why is that?”
“I really want to have sex with my father; but I feel bad for my husband.”
“Well, how about next time you’re in bed with your husband, bring up the subject of fantasies. Then ask him what fantasies he has had since childhood? And after he tells you, I’m sure that he will want to know yours. You just have to be honest and tell him everything that excites you.”
“Yes, yes! That will work!” Darla was relieved.
So the seeds were all planted and only time will tell if they sprout. After getting home that evening, all was quiet apart from getting in late. Darla was tired, not to mention nervous, so that both of us drifted off to sleep without conversation.
The following Friday, while at work, Darla was still nervous about how to bring up the fantasies subject. It wasn’t the subject itself, as much as having been married for as long as we have, and it not being mentioned before. ‘Would he get suspicious?’ So she had a little plan. Occasionally over the years, we would send each other nude pics. If she could get me super horny, the fantasy subject shouldn’t be a problem. So she went to the ladies restroom, dropped her skirt, and took a picture of her smooth cunt covered in a yellow thong. Then another one without the thong. And lastly, one with her index finger inserted into her cunt.
She fired the first pic off, followed quickly by the second then waited. Sure enough, ‘ding’ her phone chimes.
“Very nice, baby!” I replied.
Then she took another pic at her desk, of her finger in her mouth and sent it. Sure enough her phone chimes again.
“Oh yeah baby! You’re making me so hard!” I egged her on.
‘Okay’ she thought, ‘I’ve got him!’ then fired the fourth, showing the finger deep in her wet bald cunt.
All of a sudden her phone rings; “Baby, you’re killing me! Your cunt looks awesome!”
Darla spits back; “I’m sure it does, but it tastes better than it looks.”
“Stop it!” I said.
“Oh, don’t worry, baby. You can have a taste tonight when we’re in bed.” then she laughed and said; “top bothering me at work.” and she hung up. Got him she thinks to herself.
Bedroom Therapy
That night we were both more than ready for bed, and once under the sheets we started to explore each other’s bodies. However, before it went too far Darla slowed; “Hey?” she asked me.
“ Yeah, what’s up?”
“You know,” Darla began; “all the time we’ve been together, we have never really spoken about our childhoods or sex as youngsters, or even fantasies. And I would really like to know more about you when you were young. For argument sake,” Darla continued; “when did you first discover yourself sexually? “
“Well,” I responded; ”this is embarrassing. That’s exactly why I would like to have this conversation; so that we have nothing to be embarrassed about, Okay?”
“Then we can go turn about.” Darla suggested. “You start.”
So I asked her about her teen years. She closed her and said; “Okay, when I was young, my father would help me in the bath, and run his soapy hands all over me, then he would dry me off and dress me. It wasn’t molesting, but I think it went on longer than it should have. It bothered me, but I got past it.
“Wow, I’m sorry.” I tried to be sensitive.
“Oh, no problem.” she said “I enjoyed it, but also felt guilty for enjoying it.”
“Now it’s my turn to answer;” I paused. “Umm,” I thought; “well, I got into curious at about 10, and had my first interaction at 12.”
“Really?” she said. “What was it?
“My friend and I sucked each other in the park.”
“You kinky boy!” Darla said in an mock tone of prudish shock.
“Very funny.” I replied. “So, when was your first experience?
Darla took a deep breath; “Well, it goes like this. I was blowing my father and he would lick my cunt.” Darla blurted out, then quickly asked; “So what did my gay little husband do after that?” Darla wanted to change the topic.
“Well, to be honest, I did start to crave sucking cock and one day I brought our dog inside and started jacking him off until he was hard, and he shot into my mouth.”
“Oh My God!” Darla blurted.
“Hang on..” I said; “No judgment, remember?” At least I gave her some relief from the embarrassment of her oral relations with family.
“Okay.” she replied “When I was in high school, I got the opportunity to fuck my math teacher, in the gym lockers.” Darla paused and looked at my response. I just nodded. Then she added; “It went on for months, and after school one day, he took me to his house where I had my first threesome; with him and his wife.” Darla felt very nervous, but also very relieved to get this secret from her childhood, off her chest. She continued; “It only happened once, but I loved it.”
“Wow, you really have a daddy thing don’t you?” I said as I held her.
Darla turned her face into my chest and embraced me. We said nothing for about five minutes. Then she patted my chest and said; “So, what about your fantasies?”
“Well, I have a few.” I confirmed.
“Please go on.” she said.
“Starting at number One.” I began
“A threesome with you and another guy”
“And two, Sex in the outdoors.”
“Finally, three; watch you fuck other men, and let me eat their cum out of your sopping cunt.”
“Oh, and there are some others, but those are the main ones. Yourself?” I asked.
“Okay,” she replied
“One: have a long term sexual relationship with my father.”
“Two: to be gang banged,”
“And three: to taste my mother’s cunt.”
Oh, and inviting another woman to join us. Maybe an older mother-figure?” and she laughed.
She rolled over on top of me and guided my cock into her cunt. We fucked and fucked, until I started cumming deep inside her.
“Yes, daddy! Yes, fill me!” she began her first fantasy.
When we settled down she told me; “I know that it will probably never happen with my dad, but that’s why it’s called a fantasy.”
I’ll play along, baby” I assured her.
Sometime in the middle of the night, I awoke to the warmth of a mouth pleasuring my cock. I spread my legs and complied with my wife’s horny initiative. She was completely under the covers, having tunneled her way up from the foot of the bed. She leaned on her elbows which were straddling my hips. She took me deep, right away. I became turgid while in her throat, and she used her tongue to stroke my cock. She was damn good! As I stiffened, she scooted her knees under her, and rose, resting now on her two hands, astride my hips. Her throat continued to fuck my cock, Her tongue adding even more stimulation.
“Oh, Darla!” I moaned. “Darla, Darla!” I was trying my best to say her name over and over, exactly like her father had done when I discovered her blowing him. Soon I erupted deep into her throat. Darla paused her bobbing motion, but continued rubbing her tongue along the length of my shaft.
As I slowly went limp, she crawled seductively up my body, dragging her stiff nipples along my torso. Her head appeared out of the covers and she settled her body down on my chest.
“Did Daddy enjoy?” she softly asked.
“Oh, my sweet, dear Darla.” I embraced her. “Daddy is so proud of his little girl.”
She kissed my cheek and said; “Thank you for being my daddy.”
I rolled us over, then slowly ascended her body. She spread her legs wide, and when I slid my arms astride her asscheeks, she wrapped her legs over my back. “Darla, your pretty cunt needs a daddy’s attention.”
“Uh huh” she said in a teenage girl’s voice.
“Daddy will help you.” I said, then I went to it and had her screaming in another five minutes. By the time I was done,, the sheets were wet with her copious squirting, and we were both too sleepy and content to do anything about it.
Saturday morning, we went to a sex shop and invested in some useful toys. She bought a couple sizes of a anal plugs, and a few life-like ebony dildos, One was fat, and the other was long. We bought a massage table and some massage oils. Then we went lingerie shopping, including a trip to a costume shop, for some fantasy ideas. Every young couple could find use for a sexy nurse costume, right?
Saturday night was a wine-soaked sex party for two.
Sunday morning, she made breakfast in the nude, except for the apron. I followed her lead and we spent the day naked, either studying various sex positions from websites, or in bed trying them out.
Monday morning, I couldn’t wait to get to the office. My cock needed a break from my newly-liberated vixen wife.
I never bothered telling her what she just accomplished in her life. She transferred her dysfunctional relationship over to a proper outlet. She now trusts me and shares her inner secrets with me. Hopefully her parents will have a similar awakening to each other’s secrets, and they can become affirming partners who build a deeper trust, so they don’t need secret outlets in order to be emotionally healthy and fulfilled.
I decided to stop while I’m ahead on psychotherapy of family members, and keep my mouth shut about what I initiated. I don’t need my career ruined, and my marriage destroyed.
Based on a post from Brett, for An Erotic Story.