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Part 1, The Rough Sex Weekend
Recognition and the Request…
My wife Joy and I have been married for two and a half years now and I have to say I have never been happier in my life. We get along very well with each other and have a great set of friends. Our friends consist of couples we work with in our jobs, a couple of neighbors and Joy’s old roommate from college and her husband. Most every weekend we get together with one group or another and have a consistently good time talking and drinking. On occasion, Joy will go out for drinks with her old college roommate, Ashley, but only for an hour or two.
One night after having been out with Ashley, Joy came home very horny, stripped her clothes off in the living room and asked me to have sex with her. I was always willing to make love to my wife, so I stripped, pulled her onto the couch, ate her pussy to several orgasms and then fucked her pussy until we both came. It was all very loving as we kissed passionately during our coitus and whispered endearments to each other.
When we had finished, we lay next to each other on the couch and cuddled for quite a while until she turned in my arms and said, “Honey, we need to talk. Promise me you won’t get mad.”
I thought to myself, ‘This is a weird way to start a conversation and the “we need to talk” portion was freaking me out.’ I was afraid that maybe she had found somebody else or something. So, I said, “Okay, I’ll try not to get mad, though you’re scaring me.”
“I’m sorry, honey, I didn’t mean to scare you and I don’t think getting mad was the right thing to say. Anyway, when Ashley and I were out tonight she was telling me about how her husband likes to get rough with her when they have sex and she just loves it. She said he would just take her however he wanted. He would fuck her face and shove his cock down her throat, he would fuck her pussy like she was some sort of whore or slut. He even fucks her ass without asking!”
I was a little stunned by what Joy was saying about Ashley and Tom. I thought, maybe, she was afraid I would do the same thing to her, so I said, “Joy, honey, I would never do anything like that to you. You know I love you and I want our sexual time together to reflect the love and respect I have for you.”
Joy looked away from me for a second, got a wan smile on her face and when she looked at me again, she said, “Babe, that’s the thing. I want to be treated that way. The whole time Ashley was talking about what she and Tom get up to I got so hot! I soaked my panties through and was just dying to have sex like that. Jake, honey, do you think you could ever do that for me?”
I was staring at my wife not sure what to think. She had never indicated to me that she wanted our sex life to be anything other than what it was. I thought for a couple of seconds and then asked, “Are you sure this is what you want? You know, some of the things you mentioned could hurt and a lot of them could be thought of as being degrading.”
“I know, but I just think I would like all of that. I want to be spanked, I want my nipples to be abused, I want to have anal sex. Just talking about this is making me really horny. So, do you think you can do this for me?”
“Well, I think I can. Actually, you know what, I’ll do it because I don’t want to let you down and have you start looking elsewhere for your satisfaction”
“Oh god, Jake! I would never cheat on you. I love you too much. I just want something a little different from time to time.”
“Okay, I love you too and I’ll give you what you want whenever you want. I just need you to give me, let’s say, one week to research what you’ve described and make preparations. So, why don’t we put in for a four-day weekend next weekend, okay?”
Joy squealed her happiness at what I proposed, hugged me and kissed me hard. When she broke our kiss, I said, “I have some things I want you to do for me as well. I want you to start dressing much sexier all of the time. I want you to dress so you start feeling sluttier and so you show off that great body of yours. I want you to throw away all of your bras and panties and go without from this day forward. You should only wear skirts and dresses or really tight pants and shorts from now on. The skirts and dresses should be short enough so that you have to worry about showing your goodies to people. Your tops should show more of your lovely breasts as well. I will, also, be giving you other tasks to perform and other things to wear. Okay?”
I couldn’t believe how excited Joy was getting as I was telling her this stuff. Her breathing was getting very heavy and her chest above her breasts were enflamed with a reddish tint. She was smiling brightly at me, so I said, “There’s one more thing, you aren’t going to cum from now until next weekend. That means no masturbating or quickies with me. I want you to be so horny and on edge that it will take the whole weekend to sate you. Agreed?” Now I knew this was going to be quite a challenge for Joy. Since we started having sex together, beşevler escort I think the longest we had gone without was four days and that was because I had to go out of town for a training for my job. When I got back from that training, Joy about fucked me into oblivion!
She put on a brave face and said, “I agree with all of your requests. I’ll go shopping tomorrow for sexier clothes to wear to work and around town. From this day forward, I won’t wear any underwear and we won’t have sex until Friday at the earliest and I promise not to jill off. Is that all?”
“There’s one more thing, I want you to be naked anytime you are home. So other than when you are ready to go to work and moments after you walk in the house you will strip!”
Joy laughed and said, “I can do that too!”
“Good! I’m hungry, we should eat dinner.”
The two of us got up and walked into the kitchen naked. I watched as Joy prepared salads for us and enjoyed watching my cum drip down her leg. I walked over to her, ran my hand up her inner thigh, collected the cum from her leg on my fingers and then presented them to her. “Suck my cum off of my fingers.” Joy grabbed my hand and willingly sucked my cum off of my fingers and then returned to making our salads when they were clean.
When I sat back down, I grabbed my iPad and began making a list of things I needed to do to be ready for Friday. I decided I needed to research about anal sex, throat fucking, nipple pain and some of the other things Joy had talked about. I had a lot to do over the week.
When we finished eating dinner, Joy and I would, usually, sit together and watch TV for a while until we were ready to go to bed. But this night, I told her, “I need to do my research, so I’m going to work on my laptop in the kitchen. I suggest you start looking into the clothes you want to buy. Just make sure your work clothes don’t get you fired. Your clothes for around town should be pretty revealing though, okay?” Joy smiled, nodded and fired up her laptop.
Jake and I have been married for two and a half years and I have to say that I have loved every moment. However, I had a niggling feeling that there was something missing in our relationship. I love Jake to the ends of the earth, but I couldn’t put my finger on what was bothering me and no matter how hard I tried I just couldn’t figure it out.
I was out with my ex college roommate Ashley on one of our monthly get togethers. We would go to a bar on a workday night and talk like we always had. Ashley is a drop dead gorgeous African-American who did some lingerie modelling while we were in college, so we often had to deal with lounge lizards constantly trying to get into our pants. Neither one of us were interested in that sort of thing, so we would just ignore the guys once we said no.
On this particular night, after fending off the advances of several guys, Ashley said, “You know, after what Tom does for me I could never be interested in another man.”
This comment peaked my interest, so I asked, “Really! What is it that Tom does for you that’s so great?” Ashley and I had always spoken openly about sex partners, so I didn’t expect her to hold back and I wasn’t disappointed.
“Oh my god, Joy, he, I don’t know how to phrase this, but he takes me roughly whenever we have sex.”
I didn’t understand so I asked, “Roughly? What do you mean exactly?”
“Well, he just does as he pleases like he’ll grab my hair and force his cock all of the way into my throat and just fuck my face! Another time he’ll jam his cock in my ass and fuck it like it’s my pussy. He’ll spank me for no reason or he’ll grab and squeeze my tits and pinch and pull my nipples very hard. On some weekends he does it all to me and we have these marathon sessions where he treats me like a common street whore! God, I love it all! As a matter of fact, I prefer our sex like that as compared to when we ‘make love’.”
As Ashley talked, my panties got wetter and wetter. I was imagining what all of that would be like with Jake and how great it would be. At that moment I was hit by total clarity of thought…this is what I was missing! I had never done any of what Ashley was talking about. I would give Jake a blowjob on occasion, but I had never taken all of him in my mouth and throat. Jake’s cock was pretty large, so the idea was making me hotter. I’d never had anal sex before, but as I thought of his big cock pounding into my tight little asshole I was on the verge of cumming right there! And the idea of Jake striking me by spanking my ass made me tingle.
I listened to Ashley with half of my mind and thought about whether I could talk Jake into doing any of this stuff with me. Jake had always been a sensitive and caring lover, so all of this might be a stretch for him.
Finally, Ashley and I bade each other goodbye with a hug and a peck on the cheek. As I drove home and thought about everything that Ashley had told me, I got hornier and hornier. When I walked into the house, beypazarı escort Jake was on the couch watching something on TV, so I stood in front of the TV, stripped my clothes and told him I wanted him to have sex with me. As always, he got me off a few times, but it was then that I discovered that my earlier thoughts were correct and I really wanted Jake to be rougher and more demonstrative when we fucked. As a matter of fact, I wanted to be fucked and not made love to!
As we cuddled on the couch, I decided to broach the subject I had been pondering. I told Jake I wanted to talk and that I hoped he didn’t get mad. His reaction told me that I had phrased things wrong and had to express myself better. When I told him what Ashley had told me, his response was classic Jake as he assured me he would never treat me that way. I was a little embarrassed to tell him that I wanted him to treat me the way Tom does Ashley. He thought about what I said and seemed to grudgingly go along with my request because he didn’t want me to go outside of our marriage to find satisfaction. It took me a minute to assure him that cheating was the furthest thing from my mind and he seemed to calm down.
Once he grasped the idea, he decided to throw his own twist on things and told me that he wanted me to dress sexier all of the time and much more revealing away from work. He forbade me from wearing bras and panties and wants me to remain naked whenever I’m at home. The last thing he told me was that we wouldn’t have sex until next weekend and I couldn’t masturbate during this time either. Now, I don’t masturbate as a rule, but we never went that long without having sex. Even though I had some trepidation about what Jake was asking of me, I decided to go along with it because I thought it would be very rewarding in the end.
In typical fashion, Jake said he wanted to research everything I told him about. Jake works as an analyst for a government agency, so his natural tendency is to research anything he doesn’t understand or know about. He told me that I should start looking into my new wardrobe, so I did. I was a bit concerned about my work clothes and how much I could get away with. I work as a PA for a law firm, so the office is primarily men whom I didn’t think would be averse to seeing me in more revealing clothes. I discovered a store downtown that looked like they would have what I needed for work and to wear casually.
By the end of the evening I was so ready to have sex again that I told Jake I would come to bed later because I was sure I would jump him.
I researched anal sex first because I didn’t have a clue. What I read indicated that she needed to clean her bowel before we had sex, so a hot water bottle with which to give herself enemas would be required. Her anus would need to be stretched before her first time, so a butt plug to get her ready were necessary. A good lubricant would be needed as well. As far as the nipple pain she wanted, I decided that I would get a set of nipple clamps. Basically, most of this stuff pointed to a shopping trip to the adult superstore near the freeway.
When I had finished, I walked through the living room and saw Joy on her laptop. She looked up at me and said, “I have found the motherlode for sexy clothes. There’s a shop downtown that has everything I’ll need. I’m going to go there tomorrow after work, so you’ll be on your own for dinner.”
“Yeah, I have a shopping trip for tomorrow after work as well. I’m going to go to bed now, how about you?”
Joy laughed and said, “I think I’m going to wait until you are asleep because I think I’d be too tempted to jump your bones!”
I laughed, gave her a goodnight kiss and headed for bed.
The next day while at work all I could think about was what Joy wants sexually. I had never been very vociferous nor demonstrative during sex, but that was going to change very soon. When my work day was done, I headed for the adult superstore to pick up some of the items I had listed the night before. When I walked in, I wasn’t prepared for what I saw. There were dildoes, vibrators, sex dolls and a lot of things I had no idea what they were used for.
I was in my suit for work and stuck out like a sore thumb, but a woman who worked there took pity on me and asked me if I needed any help. I looked at her and said, “Yeah, I probably do. I’ve never been in a place like this before as you can probably tell.”
She laughed and said, “You did, kinda, stick out when you came in. So, what are you looking for?”
I decided that I would tell her what my wife said to me, “Well, here’s the thing. Last night my wife came home from having a drink with a friend and her friend got my wife all worked up about the type of sex that she and her husband have. I guess she went into great detail because my wife asked me if we could have what she called ‘rough sex’ by doing things like nipple pain, forcible throat fucking and anal sex. I had never seen my wife so worked up! ankara escort Generally, I just make love to my wife and I make sure she gets off, but now she wants this. So, I went online and researched some things and came up with this small list.”
I showed her the list which had butt plugs, lube and nipple clamps. She looked it over and said, “This is a good start. Are you on a budget?”
“Well, no I’m not on a budget per se. Tell me what you think would be good.”
“Okay, by the way I’m not on a commission so you can opt not to get anything I suggest. But, I think I can come up with some good ideas for you and your wife. My name is Denise, by the way.”
“Okay, Denise, I’m Jake.” I shook her hand which caused her to chuckle a bit. “You, probably, know more about this than I do, so I’m putting myself in your capable hands.”
“Alright, I see you have a butt plug on your list. Has your wife ever had anal sex?”
“I don’t think so. I know she and I have never done that, but I don’t know about before we became a couple. I rather doubt it though.”
“In that case, you should get several different plugs that increase in size in order for your wife to get gradually accustomed to having a penis in there. I’d recommend this set.” Denise pointed to a set of four plugs made of some sort of plastic that went from the size of a finger to pretty damn big, so I grabbed them. “Next, you need a good quality water-based lube. I would recommend this brand because it provides superior slickness and doesn’t wash away really quickly.” I grabbed two bottles of the lube.
We walked over to an area with vibrators and dildoes where Denise said, “I suggest you get a couple of dildoes. Since she wants rough sex, I would suggest something slightly larger than yourself and one that is really huge like this one.” She was pointing at a large black dildo that looked very lifelike with veins and a large circumcised head. It had to be a foot long from the base where the fake balls were to the tip and about 8 inches in circumference. I grabbed the big black one and another that was about my size. “You can use these on her while you’re recuperating between sessions or if she wants to simulate a DP.” I knew from my research that DP stood for double penetration. “You should, also, get her an insertable vibrator and a magic wand.” I’m sure I looked confused, so she grabbed what she called a rabbit vibrator and a rather large box with the picture of something that looked like it should be used on a person’s shoulders. Denise smiled and said, “Trust me, she’s going to love both of these!”
After the dildo section, Denise took me to the area where implements of pain were located. There were whips, riding crops, canes and clamps of a multitude of sizes. She grabbed a package, handed it to me and said, “These are the best nipple clamps on the market. They are adjustable and do a good job of staying on. They, also, have a chain that you can attach to them for various different things.” I couldn’t imagine what the different things were, but figured I would find out eventually. “Later on, if your wife discovers she likes pain, you can buy some of these crops, a ball gag and clamps for her labia. You may also want to get a set of bondage cuffs for her wrists and ankles to enhance her feelings of loss of control.”
I thought to myself, ‘Holy shit, I wonder if Joy would get into more serious pain.’ I smiled at Denise and said, “Okay, I’ll keep this stuff in mind.” I did grab the cuffs thinking that they would appeal to Joy.
I thought I had enough to go with for the moment. As Denise and I headed for the checkout, she said, “If you have a sympathetic doctor, you may want to enquire about a prescription for Viagra. Technically, you probably don’t need it because you are young and, I trust, virile, but the Viagra will keep you hard for a long time even after you have cum, so you can keep giving your wife what she wants. Also, there are some drugs that your wife can take that will enhance the sensations she experiences. Again, talk to your doctor if you feel he might be receptive to your needs. Don’t buy anything off of the street like ecstasy because you’ll have no idea what you’re getting.”
I paid for the things I had chosen and as I was leaving Denise said, “Stop back in after your weekend and let me know how it went. Bring your wife as well.”
As I drove home, I called an old college friend who had a private practice as a GP and who was our family doctor. When he answered the phone, we chatted for a bit and then I asked him if he was interested in getting together for a beer. He said he was free now, so I detoured to the bar he recommended. We gave each other hugs as we met and then found a table in a corner away from everyone else.
We chatted a bit and then I said, “John, I have a favor to ask. The other night Joy, after talking to her old college roommate, asked me to give her what she called ‘rough sex’. I did some research and determined what that entailed, so this afternoon I bought some ‘toys’ to aid in her request. The young lady at the adult store suggested that I ask you about getting some Viagra in order to maintain an erection for a long time and to ask you about getting something for Joy to enhance her experience. Is that something you’d be willing to do for me? If not, I’ll understand.”
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