A little more than fantasy
“Ahh…” I said. “I see.” So she’d sent her body - everything... including her face. That was a new, and very interesting development. It was something I myself had done in moments of weakness, to select people, so I couldn’t exactly judge. Besides, it’s her body, and I told her a long time ago, that she can do with it what she pleases. She looked at me like she expected me to be upset, but I told her it was ok. In truth, my dick was actually throbbing at this point and it was difficult to put on a concerned face. “What did he say?”
“He replied quickly that time. By the time I got dressed and back outside with you, he’d sent a reply. His reply was the same - he was totally nude, his cock was hard as a rock, and he included his face. I guess he thought fair was fair. I had never seen his face up until then.”
“I suppose he wasn’t a hideous beast or an old creeper?”
“He was… normal. But he did have… a big… one.”
“Of course he did.” I said, with an eye roll. I don’t mind my wife seeing other men’s cocks. It should freak me out but it doesn’t at all. I just assume she’s not all that interested in them.
“He said ‘Thank you so much, I can’t believe you sent your face! You’re incredibly beautiful, baby - here’s what I think of you' - and that’s referring to the pic.”
“I got it.”
“I didn’t think I would like that sort of thing, but do you remember the night I’m talking about, about a month ago, when we were drinking on the porch?”
“Yup, we fucked like bunnies that night.”
“Yeah, so I guess it turned me on more than I would have thought. It wasn’t just some random dick pic. I had been talking to him for a while, I felt like I knew him. I think I was more turned on by sending my face than by seeing… him.”
“He gets a pic and I get an animal in bed. I guess I shouldn’t complain.”
She laughed. “Want to hear more?” Considering I had a loaded rifle in my pants at that point, I absolutely did.
“I responded to his picture by telling him I… I uh…”
“Spit it out, babe. It’s ok.”
Her face turned a little red, and she continued, “that I wanted his big dick inside me. That it was bigger than yours, and I wanted it inside me.” She began to speak rapidly at that point. “I’m sorry I said that, babe. I just got overwhelmed in the moment, I was a bit drunk and I was so turned on and I just went with it!”
“Babe, it’s ok. You were caught up in he moment. It’s ok, you were just having fun. Tell me more.”
“He sent a picture of his dick, wet at the tip with pre-cum, and in the background was my naked picture. It said 'I’m stroking to you. I want you so badly.' I was so turned on, I don’t know if I’ve ever been that turned on before, so I guess you were right about me liking chatting with people. So after that I talked to him about how I was stroking his big dick, and sucking it, and finally, how he was fucking my pussy, pounding me in front of you, until he sent me a picture with this huge, and I mean huge load spilled over a tablet that still had my naked picture on it. I know it was just fun, fantasy, but I think I meant a little of what I said in that moment. I mean, I wouldn’t have done it for real, but I just… I was really into it is all.”
“That was a month ago?”
“Yeah.”
“So… was that the end of it?” I had predicted her reply.
“No. After that, we chatted more and sent a few more intimate pictures, no longer worried about our faces. He told me what he’d like to do to me and I did the same. Then, I guess we just decided it would be easier if we just texted.”
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