Leanne reveals her darkest kink to her hubby over the phone.
**Leanne opens up and share some of her darkest, naughtiest fantasies with hubby over the phone**
My wife, Leanne, and I were married for about three years now. Prior to that, we’ve been dating for a few years before we tied the knot.
Leanne was what I’d say, extremely sexually compatible with me. Sex wasn’t everything in life, but it was damn important, in my opinion. Would I say we’re a kinky couple? Nothing too crazy. It was just hot and passionate.
Until we tried something off the damn charts.
I was a builder by trade, and I made good money being subcontracted by other firms to do specialist jobs. I liked to make sure Leanne had anything she wanted. The catch was, I was sent all over the country, often away from home for weeks at a time.
That obviously put a dent in our sex life.
However, Leanne was totally understanding, and we spiced things up in however way we could.
I’d go to work, sometimes get naughty pictures from her to keep me going, or to just tease me, or sometimes both. We had plenty of phone sex and watched each other masturbate over Skyppe. One thing we got off on was finding our boundaries. Due to the lack of physical closeness, knowing what your partner was into, the deepest, darkest secrets was an aphrodisiac in its own right- that is, if you could handle it.
I trust my wife implicitly. Nothing about her past or her kinks would put me off her. My only fear is finding something she was into and not being able to satisfy her.
So, we got into one of these naughty phone sex sessions, her back home on the bed, and me in a shitty hotel room they put us up for the week.
“So tell me something really out there,” I breathed, watching her lay on our bed in a sexy little nighty that accented the curves of her hips and full round breasts.
“You promise not to judge me?”
“Babe, when I have I ever judged you?” I chuckled. “I was even cool with you fantasizing about having a threesome with the lads.”
That was true. We never acted on it, but when she felt extremely slutty, she confessed to the idea of being used by two of my mates. We haven’t done it- too much fallout if that ever happened, but the fantasy was hot for her. And me.
I watched as she bit her lip. “There is this one thing… But I’m scared to say it out loud…”
“Try me,” I said, my heart beating hard, anticipating what it could be that was so extreme.
“The other night, I masturbated to the thought of being taken by a stranger.”
“Yeah?” I said, stroking my cock. “That’s not so crazy.”
“… but I didn’t want it. But he didn’t give me a choice…”
“Oh.”
“It was just a silly fantasy!” she quickly added. “I wouldn’t want that to happen for real.”
A heavy silence hung between us over the line, 300 miles between us.
“Babe?” she eventually asked, the silence making her uncomfortable.
“Just thinking,” I said.
“Sorry.”
“No, don’t be, Leanne. Seriously. I’m just processing.”
Mentally, I scrambled. I saw the worry in her face, that she stepped over to something that she wished she didn’t.
“I just… It’s totally not you,” I smiled. “Just the thought of it, of you being hurt like that. God, I don’t like the image, yet at the same time, it’s really fucking hot.”
“Yeah?”
I panned the camera down and showed her how hard I was.
“Wow,” she breathed.
“Yeah. So I guess you’re not the only weirdo,” I chuckled.
She laughed with me, but I sensed a thick, syrupy tension.
“James?”
“Yeah?”
“Do you think we can play it out? Right now?”
I swallowed. “Sure babe. I’m good for it if you are. So walk me through it, tell me what happens in this fantasy of yours?”
She moved on the bed, getting herself comfortable.
“Okay, so I’m out with the girls, and there’s this guy who was there. Handsome, dark, in a suit. He just looks the type who gets what he wants.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. So we’re there, dancing. He sidles up to me, dancing and pressing his crotch against me so I know he’s into me. I tell him I’m married, and it doesn’t phase him.”
“What a bastard,” I said, my throat feeling tighter than it should’ve been.
“But I’m a bit of a flirt. A good wife would leave it at that, walk off, maybe catch a taxi back home to her hubby. Not me. I dance with him on the pretext that it was only a dance. But I’m pushing my ass against his hard on. He moves his hand up and gropes my tits.” Leanne husked, kneading her breast on the camera as if to make sure I got the idea.
“I swot him off, but still carry on dancing with him. I’m the one in control here. I dictate what’s allowed or not.”
“Yeah… Can I ask you something?”
“What’s that, babe?”
“Have this… this sort of thing, the teasing and stuff… Is it based on personal experience?”
I caught the naughty schoolgirl smirk on the camera.
“Maybe. I am a bit of a tease, but I never fucked another guy, hon.”
“That’s fine, just curious.” I was wondering why the idea of my wife being a flirt was such a turn on. “But carry on, please.”
“So it would be getting late. I’m drunk and my friends go off and do their own thing. The guy is around, and he asks me to come back to his room for a drink. I know it shouldn’t, but he was so charming and one drink wouldn’t hurt, right?”
“Just a drink.”
“He’d offer me a drink, and then start getting touchy feely. I’d push him away, but he would be firm, relentless. I’d tell him I’m a married woman, but it falls on deaf ears.”
Before I realised it, I had my hand wrapped around my cock. “Does he touch you?” I swallowed.
“Of course.”
“Did you let him?”
“No. But it feels nice when he touches me.”
“Where does he touch you?”
“He’d have his hand… here,” she said, panning her phone down to between her legs and rubbing her inner thigh. “He’d be so close to my pussy, but not quite. I’d get pissed off because of how hot he was making me feel… Oh god, baby, eventually he’d cup my pussy and feel how hot and wet I am for him.”
I swallowed. “Are you wet now?”
She smiled, and I watched her hand disappear down into her lacy black panties. Then she held her fingers up to the camera, all wet and glistening.
“Fuck,” I groaned. “Can’t believe you’re getting wet over this imaginary man.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No,” I said a bit too quickly. “I want to hear more.”
“He calls me a slut, because I knew what I was getting myself into, coming up to his hotel room. He grabs my breast through my dress, kneading my tits a little too roughly, until it hurts. But I kinda liked that.”
I watched as Leanne licked her lips, grabbing her tits like she described. My gut churned. For some reason I couldn’t picture myself doing that for her, but a tall, dark, handsome stranger instead. Very slowly, I ran my hand up and down my shaft, jealousy and arousal pooling inside me in equal measure.
“Y-you would leave, right? You won’t let him do anymore.”
“He’d blackmail me, babe. How would it look if I called you to come get me? Your wife in another man’s room?”
Yeah, I’d be furious.
“And he knows I was hot for him. He’s a fucking bastard. He takes off his pants, taking his dick out for me to suck.”
“Fuck…”
“I glare at him, pissed off that he cornered me like that, but at the same time… At the same time it turns me on, to be made to suck his cock like that…”
My dick twitched. A pearl of precum beaded out. Fuck, why did that image turn me on so much?
When I looked at the phone screen, my wife had her toy in her hand, buzzing silently and she ran it up and down her mound.
“Do you like the thought of being forced to suck cock?”
“Yeah. God, he’d be so rough with me, I’d feel him get hard in my mouth. I glare at him, but it only turns him on even more. He looks at me like I’m nothing more than a piece of meat.”
“Is that what you want to be?”
Leanne flinched as the toy buzzed against her clit. “God, I’m so sorry honey, your wife wants to be a slut for him.”
My throat felt dry and raspy. God, the idea pissed me off, but I couldn’t help touching myself over it. “You’re a dirty slut.” I hear the words come out of my mouth.
“Yes, I am,” she whimpered, pulling her panties aside and letting her toy tease her directly. “I’m a slut who let other men fuck my married pussy.”
“Fuck, is that what you’d do?” I asked. “Let this asshole fuck you?”
I watched in horror as she flexed against the toy, clearly liking what I said.
“I want to let him treat me like a whore.”
“Tell me. Tell me what he does next.”
“He doesn’t even go down on me. But I guess he won’t have to. He bends me over and pulls my panties down. He knows I’m soaked.”
“Y-you’d tell him to put on a condom, right?”
“God, no. He won’t give a fuck about that. Fuck, he’d get me on the bed, bend me right over. I’d try to put up a fight, but God, I’d feel so weak and kinda want him to take me…”
“Bet he has a big dick to fill you up with.”
“Yeah,” she purred. “Sorry baby, does that sting.”
I looked down at my dick, which was, by all intents and purposes, rather average. “Would you enjoy a big dick in you?”
I watched as she was enjoying the vibrator, biting down on her lip. “Mmm, yeah, so thick and fat… It’d fill me right up. I’d whimper baby, tell him no, but he ignores me… Slide that fat dick right inside my pussy.”
“Would it hurt?” I groaned.
“No, I’m so sorry, baby, I’d be so wet for him, it’d go in no problem at all.”
I jerked off furiously, practically strangling my shaft, imagining a complete stranger stick his big dick in my woman…
“That’s so hot,” I groaned. “So fucking hot… Having a slut wife…”
Leanne’s breathing was fast and erratic now. She was getting close. “G-god, he’d be fucking me so hard, and I’d be loving it, just being impaled on his raw, unprotected cock…”
“Tell me he’ll pull out at least…” I stammered.
“No, he’ll threaten to cum inside me. His hobby is to fill up married women’s cunts…”
“Fuck. You’re not on the pill either.”
Leanne squirmed, letting out a low mewl. “We’re trying for a baby, remember? I’d be so ready and fertile, and this stranger is going to fill me up with his cum. He’s going to knock me up.”
Fuck.
“Leanne, I’m going to cum. This is too much,” I groaned, feeling my nuts tightening with need. I wasn’t going to last, so I just let myself enjoy the fantasy, bringing myself to the edge as fast as possible. “Tell me how he’s going to impregnate you,” I begged.
Her face was tight. I sensed she neared her climax too.
“Oh, baby, he’s going to hold me down. I’d beg for him to pull out, to stop, but he won’t. There’s no stopping this madness… I tell myself I didn’t want this, but my body… It just knows when it is going to be filled with potent seed.”
“Fuck, yeah. You going to take it all inside you?”
“I won’t have a choice. And the worst thing is, I’d be too excited to care. Fuck, he’s going to cum inside me and force me to get pregnant. To carry his child.”
My cock swelled in my hand. “Leanne, I’m going to cum!” I grimaced.
“Cum baby, cum for me. Cum thinking about your wife getting knocked up by another man..!” she cried out, her voice static over the phone line.
I watched as my wife shuddered in bed, her orgasm overwhelming her over this twisted shared fantasy of ours.
My dick erupted in my hand, shooting a long stream of pent up cum, landing hot on my chest and stomach. It was too intense, but I kept on jerking off, my tummy muscles tightening up and relaxing as I cried out, every muscle in my body spasming as I kept ejaculating.
And finally it ended. I collapsed back onto the bed.
“Fuck,” I said to myself, panting. I was a mess. Sweat and my own semen coated my body.
“Babe?” I heard Leanne’s voice call out.
“I’m here,” I said.
“Are you okay?”
I sensed a tinge of apprehension in her voice.
“Yeah, everything is good here. Need another wash, though,” I chuckled.
“Same. That was intense.”
“Totally.”
“You- you don’t regret that, do you?”
“Not at all. It was just some fun, honey. Just some fun.”
“Yeah…”
“It was really hot.”
“Really hot. I’m not going to run out and jump some random man, just want to put it out there.”
“I know.”
A few moments passed, and then I added, “but I couldn’t get the image out of my head. It’s not a bad thing. Just intense and I’m unpacking.”
“Same. Not sure if I can do that for real, though.”
“Yeah. But… I have an idea. If you’re up for it.”
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