[mwishin]

OMY's story revived questions from last year. I hope this fits here.

Back ground, we are mid and late 40’s, not body beautiful but not unattractive while to hear my wife you would think she weighs in at 450 lbs (5'8" around 135 lbs). She is ultra conservative, no sex before marriage (after engaged she gave in). I on the other hand had had my fair share. She is nearly a teetotaler glass of wine here and there at holidays etc. I enjoy having a few. To get her to go out to a club/bar is nearly an act of god. Sex more often than not seems like an imposition, especially after 2 kids. “Okay if you must.” She has never in my memory initiated, but once in the act becomes very engaged and while not a screamer she is obviously into it and gets off each time.

With that said, I have over time tried to find out what make her horny, wet, get off, and fantasies she might have to loosen things up. This never gets traction; in fact, any talk on sex is met with avoidance, deflection or lack of memory. I have chalked it all up to being religious, southerner, from a protected family. Dating has always been painted as making out little or no experience beyond kissing and maybe light petting. Again, to spice things up bought a toy for her to use – never used it herself when I have tried no interest. Will not masturbate in front of me while I know she occasionally does independently while vehemently denies it (will explain another time). Grabs my wrist when I finger her and basically masturbate using my hand. BJ when I push the issue. Have to push her hand to me if I want to be touched. It’s not all bad in that she has always been supportive to me especially through some health issues and helped raising 2 great kids to young adulthood.

I have not given up (sometimes I am not sure why) yet and she claims interest. I have thought over time that maybe an outside experience with someone else, might open things up. Not being possessive I am okay and suggested it (as long as I get to hear about it). No way. The long winded point I am making is one on one only and very vanilla.

Our twenty-third anniversary I worked doing little things to set the stage and she seems responsive. In fact I had to sort of put her off before dinner. She was horny and as she was dressing for the evening I ate her to a spasmodic orgasm that lasted minutes. I attempt to keep the mood.

She drives a minivan. We were taking the van that evening and I suggested I would take her after dinner in the van. Not happening.

After dinner I pushed her into going out to a deck bar that has an upscale ladies night. So to keep her mind in the right place I started playing who would you do? She played halfheartedly not really into it.

We get home and she heads straight to the bathroom puts on sweatpants an old t-shirt and announces “I am tired and going to sleep.”

Cornering her to get laid to me is a real turn off to me and I will regularly walk away. This is more often the rule not the exception – but tonight I am carrying some serious wood and sleep is not on the agenda.

So I am getting a bit raked off. And she says, “well you did keep me up passed my bedtime”. The following sex and role play catches me completely off guard.

I respond, “I might have to tie you down.” Sleepily she says, “that doesn’t sound conducive to sleep how bout if I pass out.” “That’s fine but it doesn’t mean I’m not going to do anything.” “So if I pass out” …” that’s right …” “so if I laid back here and pretended to be passed out.” And she lies down on her back across the bed. To which I begin to take off her clothes. She says, “I like to pass out with my clothes on.” “That’s not what happens when you pass out on my bed” and she rolls to her side and I reach between her legs. She jumps and says, “it is hard to be convincing when you do things like that. I am trying to maintain the illusion.”

I begin to eat her to which she says, “I am passed out why are you doing that?” She keeps grabbing my hands finally I react and pin her hands above her head and tell her I am going to bind her hands expecting resistance and get none. “Why since I am passed out?”

“I am going to invite a couple of friends in to watch and get some.”

“You’re going to invite you friends in – are they that desperate? What are they in the other room?”

“Yes this was a party and you passed out I will invite them in and you can have 2 at a time.”

“How could I do that?” To which I stick my dick in her mouth and she begins to suck like she has never sucked before. I say, “one would be in your mouth and the other will be fucking you.” The bed has a puddle in it. I come out of character and turn to 69 to which she is whimpering, sucking, then screaming and finally shuttering for a full 2 minutes I am still in her mouth. I pull out and she is panting. “I guess I wouldn’t know. Maybe in the morning I might, but wouldn’t really know what happened, unless I woke up while it was going on.”

I turn her and begin to fuck her. “Since you are passed out I can take some pics.” She responds, “you better not your wife might find out.” I say, “she is into that.” “Seeing you have sex with other women?” “Yes.” And I take a couple shots. Still going at it I put 2 fingers in her mouth. She says I like it in my mouth too. (I guess my friends have joined in).

She cums again and is coming down. I climb off to get her toy that she never touched to make the second more realistic and she sees me rooting in the drawer and says quietly, its okay you don’t need a rubber.” I didn’t hear what she said, “What?” “It’s OKAY you don’t need a rubber.” “Okay I won’t use one.” “I am on birth control, no one will ever know, I prefer whenever without.”

Well this just blows me away. Miss prim and proper, never no way before marriage, I am the one and only, oh ya I have never to my recollection used a condom or had need to with her, or had conversation with her about them, nor does she watch porn.

We are at it for quite a while. It turned into a wild evening but startling and a bit confusing.

So, am I reading too much into this? She cums in buckets at the thought of MFM with strangers but won’t talk about fantasies or realities with me. Doesn’t drink but does a fair analysis of the experience of multiple partners when passed out. Then out of the blue comes up with the rubber comment when during what I know of her sexual experience never experienced one. Have I been snowed, just role play or something else?