I have met a number of wonderful people on sites like Lush. Some I have really become good friends with, and a few, very few, I have actually met in real life. One occasion had a particularly interesting twist.
It was a couple actually. I met her online in a chat room. I asked her name and offered mine. She told me her name was Amy. She had a lovely profile picture, sweet, with just a trace of sexiness. I found her in a chat and picture room. I noticed her when she commented, sparingly but occasionally, on images where a woman had no control.
Me, being a control freak of sorts, that caught my interest, so I chatted her up.
We adjourned to a private conversation. Then, and over many more discussions I learned that she was married. She’s a teacher, a very honorable and respected profession. However, it was not honor, respect, or money, that made her want to teach. She was driven by her love of children.
I love a smart woman, particularly one who is passionate about things important to her. She has a good sense of humor from what I could tell, However; I kept getting the impression that something was off. She rarely mentioned her husband and never mentioned any children. Although, admittedly those aren’t usually topics women discuss on a site like Lush.
Once, I queried her about the hours that she was online and if her husband minded her being online. Then she told me he’s gone most of the week for work. I said, “That has to be hard on a sex life!” Then I asked if she had children at home to fill her time. Amy said she and her husband had no kids. So I asked if she got enough “kid” time being a teacher at school.
That’s when Amy confessed she and her husband so desperately wanted children of her own, but that hubby was impotent. Therefore, it would never happen for them.
It broke my heart to hear that, more so than I would care to admit!
As it happens, I was married, had a beautiful wife, and we had a lovely daughter. Unfortunately, fate stepped in and took them from me in a tragic car accident a few years back. That event changed my outlook on many things, left me bitter, and angry.
I took out my anger in many ways, alcohol, women, married women, sex, and in becoming more dominant in what I wanted and how I got it.
Amy and I began chatting regularly, and I probed her tendency to comment on images and GIFs where the woman had submitted, or was bound, or was being used by multiple men in ways that would make a whore blush! She finally began to respond letting her fantasies out, when we talked and played online. She fantasized about a rough man taking her, using her, breeding her in ways her husband wouldn’t imagine or couldn’t provide.
While she loved her husband deeply and faithfully. Amy loved to fantasize, dreams of being used like a slut and yet belonging to someone that treasures and protects her.
Then something interesting happened. She told me that her husband had a fantasy to see a man make love to her. She said it aroused him quite a lot.
That made me wonder if this man just had a kink, or wanted to see his wife impregnated, or perhaps wanted to build a sorry-ass eveners situation for him cheating on the road.
I suggested to Amy that his fantasy sounded like permission to investigate a man to impregnate her. She thought that her husband would only go for that if he could watch.
Which, as I understand, he wanted to fulfill his fantasy. But she doubted that he would approve of a strong-willed man taking control of her, fucking her as she fantasizes! Unfortunately, that was the thought that really stirred her. When we chatted, the thought of her being taken hard for someone’s pleasure, and being used as a fuck toy, giving her all, willingly or not, is what made her so wet, and cum so hard!
There is nothing I love more than making a woman cum hard…. when I let her. I love edging a woman until all rational thought or trace of inhibitions fade away.
So she didn’t think that her husband would appreciate the idea of me ravaging her, just to give her pleasure, when she pleased me.
Most men who want to see their wives made love to by another man don’t want the wife to enjoy it as much as with the husband. Takes a very confident man to actually hope she enjoys it ! Let’s just say Amy didn’t expect her hubby would be that strong. Neither did I.
In truth she loved him, he loved her and he would be a good father to a child. She feared that him seeing her love a good rough fucking would make him crazy, and cost her her marriage, and might leave her pregnant and alone!
I thought that there might be an opportunity to accomplish a couple of things that could give something to each of us. If the husband could be talk into letting her fulfill his fantasy that might break the ice of her getting her wish to be impregnated.
Additionally, after losing my wife and child breeding her would allow me to leave something behind in this earth when I pass, hopefully many years from now.
Not to mention my desire, and her fantasy to fuck her like the owned sex toy she seeks to become.
So I offered her a proposition. I told her to work her husband into a sexual frenzy with his fantasy then suggest she might look for a man to impregnate her. I told her not to let him cum until he agreed.
Over the course of several weeks she worked this plan. Edging him without mercy or release, until he agreed to let her get pregnant. As I suspected he was too genteel a husband to take what he needed from his sweet wife.
Meanwhile, she and I discussed how I would give her the two things she so badly needed. A child, and a fucking she would remember.
The more I spoke of how and where I would use her to pleased me, the more turned on she would get. Burying toys in her pussy as we chatted during the week and coming hard for me. I told her to take her phone and to take pictures of that sopping wet cunt with her fingers and toys buried deep as she came! I told her not to send them to me but to keep them on her phone to see how beautiful she is, and to know what a slut she will be to please me.
I honestly thought that Amy was just another unsatisfied wife in a vanilla relationship, and that nothing would ever come of our discussions other than providing her fantasy fodder. Something for her to think about as her husband makes sweet love to her missionary style!
Before long, Amy gave me her husbands email address and asked me to write him about his fantasy. I honestly thought it was some BS address that she could read as more fantasy fodder.
So I wrote to him, and we started a ongoing discussion. So I asked if he was aware that his wife was talking to anyone about his fantasy of seeing another man be with his wife. He told me she had mentioned that and that it aroused him very much.
I asked if he thought she was a good lover. He commented that she was fair, but a bit on the vanilla side. Which made me laugh. I asked about her looks, and he described her as petite, red hair, fit and busty. Basically the same as Amy had described herself.
Really, I was trying to check out how much of their stories was comparable, and what was the truth and what was fantasy.
So I continued asking if his fantasy was to see her be made love to or to see her take a pounding fuck. He said she was never up for anything rough, that she was more of a lady than a whore! At that point, I was wondering if we were talking about the same woman. She obviously hadn't opened up to him about her desires!
I told him it sounded like she thought he was a wonderful lover, and that it was great that she was offering to do this to fulfill his fantasy of watching her sweetly made love to.
Then I broached the subject of if she was on birth control or if protection would be needed. He told me she was on the pill and she didn't want children. I'm thinking WTF, as their stories diverge again.
That tells me that he is lying and doesn't want to admit he is impotent.
At any rate we developed into an online chat. He asked usual things about me, my age, my looks, where I live, and what I do for a living. Turns out I'm about 15 years older than him and Amy, and he was tentative about that as Amy had never spoken to him expressing an interest in older men.
I find it amazing what preferences husband and wives won't admit to their partners. If the wife has small breast, amazingly the husbands express no interests in women with big breasts. Let's just say thank goodness for sunglasses in public!
For women, no matter how poorly hung the man is, if asked, the husband is the perfect size. Even if he is yodeling across a valley, so to speak.
After our chat, he seemed so anxious to discuss with his wife. He told her his anticipation that they had found an attractive man interested in making love to her and treating her like the lady he sees her as. And, that she had the permission to further engage in discussions.
Then she told me they made love and he was so aroused that he came faster than ever, which for her was a disappointment.
As fate happens my job started having a project requiring my travel to near the area where they live. She was so excited to hear the news that she spoke with her husband that night.
He had her reach out to me, to have me call him that night to discuss. Her husband, Bill, answered right away when I rang. He sounded like a pleasant enough guy. Very white collar salesman type with an unusually smooth repartee for someone discussing the another man making love to his wife.
After a discussion lasting about half an hour, I asked him, “Just between us guys, are you fucking around on your wife when you travel?”
He hemmed and hawed a bit before responding, “Yes. How did you know?”
I told him, ”I suspected that you love your wife deeply, but that traveling on business gives you too many opportunities for stray pussy!”
He said, “I thought that getting her a one-time stray fuck might be a safety valve should I ever get caught cheating.” Then he repeated, “How did I know?”