[Straight Sex] Birthday gift from spouse

[Pervy Hubby]

Has anyone else got a fling as a birthday or anniversary gift from their spouse?

Once when I was still married, Pervy Wifey gave me exactly that deal for my birthday. Her only conditions were that it couldn't be someone I could get emotionally attached with and it couldn't be a prostitute. My immediately thought was my yoga instructor. I'll call her Mary. While Mary was no great beauty, as you can probably imagine she had an awesome figure, with perky breasts and an amazing ass. There is nothing like yoga to give woman a well-formed butt is that is still soft and not too muscular, as I was going to learn firsthand. However, first I had to convince Mary.

I knew this wasn't going to be easy. Mary and I had flirted a little. She had very generous about making hands-on "adjustments" for me. Once she was even making adjustments for the woman in front of me, and give me a little wink when she caught me looking at her cleavage. Nevertheless, I knew this was a far cry from being willing to hop into bed with me. We also talked after class sometimes, and she confided in me how hard it was to keep her studio going.

I stayed after the next class, and flat out told her what was going on. Mary blushed and said she was flattered, but she didn't want to have a fling with a married man. I said I understood, but then latter I got a brilliant idea. I just had to ask PW to be a little flexible with her "no prostitutes" rule.

The next time after class, I asked Mary if she sold lifetime memberships, paid upfront. She said she had never offered because she didn't think anyone would be interested in that arrangement. Realistically, she couldn't promise to be in business for long. I said I was VERY interested, and suggested a reasonable sum. Then I could see the wheels turning in her head. "This has to do with what we talked about last time, doesn't it?" she asked.

"Well, yeah..."

"You want to treat me like a call girl."

"Not at all," I said. "I really like you, and I think you like me, and I think I can help you out. Let's figure out how to make this work."

Mary thought a bit. "Let's say you get four private lessons as a little bonus with your membership." Then she doubled the price I just offered. I gasped.

"What happens in a private lesson?", I asked.

"Let's just say we'll try new positions that we don't get to in class. Think about it. " Then she got up and walked away, and gave me a wink over her shoulder. She had to know I was admiring her ass.

I went back and BEGGED Pervy Wife to let me buy the membership. Finally, she said yes! I couldn't wait to tell Mary.

(To be continued)

[Pervy Hubby]

I couldn't wait for the next lesson with Mary. After the other students left, I didn't know what to say so I just handed her the check. Her eyes almost popped out of her head when she saw the amount, making me realize that she was expecting a counter-offer. Oh well, attractive women have always been able to scramble my business sense... She smiled and said she would go lock the door of her studio. When she walked away, it seemed like her yoga-pant-clad ass was talking to me in it's own language. I was just about cumming with anticipation.

When she came back, she said we had about 45 minutes, and asked if I wanted her to shower. "Please don't!" I said, "I want you to smell and taste like yourself." This seemed to turn her on. Her eyes lit up.

Mary turned off the lights and lit some candles. Then she sat down and deftly removed her yoga pants and panties. Her light brown pubes formed a neatly trimmed patch, and I could just make our her lips. "Do you mind if i leave my top on?" she asked, "It's a bit cold in here." I said I didn't mind, figuring I would have something to look forward to next time.

"Today our lesson is about... I don't know how to say 'eating pussy' in Sanskrit." I got right down to business. Mary tasted great, with her own unique muskiness and citrus taste. She readily got wet. And she wasn't kidding about it being a lesson. She gave me great tips that helped later with PW and other women.

We got so into the pussy eating that we forgot the time. Students were knocking at the door for the next class. Mary quickly stood up and started getting dressed.

"Wait!" I said. I made a little turning motion with my finger, and she realized I wanted to see her bare ass. It was a work of art, liked parentheses turned sideways.

When I stood up we both realized I had a raging boner. "You better go out the back door with that thing," she laughed. When I got home, PW demanded every detail before she let me fuck her hard.

[mamanrc]

My wife promised a 3some with another woman once but it never happened. Hoping it will soon though. We shall see.

[Pervy Hubby]

After I had a taste of Mary, I couldn't wait for the next lesson. I called her studio the next day, and told her I wanted to schedule a private lesson for 90 minutes.

"Are you SURE you want 90 minutes? I don't think you can take that much, um, instruction."

"I think you underestimate me."

"OK, then. But I warn you, we are going to work hard on your 'lingam'. That's Sanskrit for dick." This dirty talk was making my lingam stand at attention already. We set the time and she told me to bring condomS, putting extra emphasis on the S.

I told Pervy Wife about the phone call and she was almost as excited as I was. She said she couldn't wait to find out what all of this lingam training entailed.

When I showed up there was a CLOSED sign on the door, but it was unlocked. I want back to the exercise room and Mary was naked except for a sports bra. She was going around lighting candles, her plump ass bouncing as she walked. She had taken a bunch of blankets and bolsters and made a little bed in the middle of the room.

Mary faced me straight on, showing me her beautiful brown bush again, and asked if I was ready.

"Mary, you've set this all up beautifully. I love the little bed you made, and the mood lighting. If you took off that bra it would be perfect." Mary looked embarrassed and made me promise not to laugh at her. "I would never laugh at you," I said sincerely.

"You get undressed first," she said. I was happy to comply. She finally took off her bra, revealing B cup breasts with nipples you could hang a coat on. When I touched them, I realized there were a few hairs sprouting from the nipples, which I assumed were the source of embarrassment.

"These tits are great," I said. Mary had me lay on the bed, then delicately sat on my face. I got right to work on that pussy. After a few minutes she was dripping wet.

"Time to work on your lingam. Did you bring those condoms?" I pulled a pack of 6 from my bag. Mary said those would BARELY be enough. Wow.

Now Mary lay on the bed, and got in the lotus position. My dick easily slid into her wet pussy, but she was still pleasantly tight. As I hoped, she had strong kegels. Whenever I pulled my dick out her pussy clamped down like it didn't want to let go. It didn't take me long to come.

Mary looked disappointed. "Give me another fifteen minutes and we can have another go," I promised. Mary said she would make it faster. She had me lay on the bed, then gave me a show. She did several impressive yoga poses, all of which gave a clear view of her wet c*nt. Soon I was ready to go on.

The second time I lasted a lot longer, and we tried a lot of positions. The bed she made turned out to perfectly designed for the job. After I came again we cuddled and talked until an alarm went off. Mary said she had to get ready for the next class, but she had a little surprise for me.

"I don't want you to practice yoga with anyone else until our next lesson. You'll go back to your old habits... And don't try to cheat. I'll know."

This unexpected demand left me tongue-tied, so I just left. When I told PW about it, she laughed and said Mary was a woman after her own heart.

To be continued.

[Pervy Hubby]

I felt like an idiot for telling Pervy Wife that Mary wanted me to abstain from "practicing yoga" before our next "lesson". PW flirted with me mercilessly, showing her tits or pussy whenever she got a chance, and even got herself off next to me in bed, but wouldn't let me lay a finger on her before the "lesson". The week I had to wait to see Mary again seemed like an eternity.

For our third lesson, Mary again wanted in the studio wearing only her sports bra. When I came in she pulled me close to her and whispered "My yoni is dripping wet" in my ear. Then she bent over and let me take her from behind. I came quickly the first time, but had two more chances before the lesson was over. Just hard, animalistic fucking, with her juices dripping down my legs. When I was leaving, she said, "That was fun" and didn't see anything about abstaining before the next lesson.

When I called to schedule the final private lesson, Mary threw me for a loop by saying it would be "two on one". When I told her that wasn't the deal, she said I should be happy because I was getting two instructors for the price of one! She wouldn't me anything else about this instructor, other than it was a she.

When I showed up for the next lesson, a pretty buxom blonde was waiting at the check-in desk...

(To be continued)

[Pervy Hubby]

The blonde at the desk introduced herself as Elaine. I told her I had never got a lesson from two instructors at once before, and she said she was giving me more of a sample than an actual lesson.

When we stepped in the studio, Mary as usual bottomless, wearing only a sports bra. Elaine was wearing usual yoga apparel. I said, "About this sample..." and she peeled off her top, revealing big jugs with puffy nipples. "I'm going to demonstrate some poses for you." I made myself comfortable, and she got into down-facing dog, her tits hanging beautifully. She did a few more poses, including the chair pose with her rump sticking out. I could just make out her thong panties through her taut yoga pants. Finally she said that my demo was over, and if I wanted private lessons then Mary could help me get in touch with her. I asked what I exactly I got with these private lessons. She blushed, then said, "Mary told me what you guys have been doing, and I would be offering the same kind of, um, instruction, and a similar, um, price." There was no way PW would let me be the patron for another yoga teacher, but I didn't want to pass up the chance to flirt with a busty blonde.

"Could you give me a better idea of the quality of service?"

"I don't really know how to answer that." Elaine said, clearly embarrassed.

"She's totally shaved!" Mary blurted out.

"I've got to see this." I said. Elaine asked Mary to leave, which I find arousing. Then she slowly peeled down her pants, showing big smooth labia.

"Your pussy looks really smooth. Can I touch it?" Elaine nodded, and I put her hand on her mons, and gently parted her lips. She was not wet, but I took this as a challenge. "Can I lick it?"

Elaine said that was enough of a sample, and she put her clothes back on. I was hard, and ready for my final lesson with Mary.

(to be continued)

[Pervy Hubby]

When Mary came back, I asked how she knew that Elaine's pussy was bare. She told me that she saw Elaine nude when they shared a room at a yoga academy. She even confided that Elaine let her touch her mons, and that she was jealous because she tried shaving herself bare or getting waxed it didn't come out that smooth.

All this talk about pussy was making me hard. Mary grabbed my cock through my shorts and said, "Let's put that thing to work. How many condoms did you bring?" I liked how she had forgotten all of the yoga talk and just wanted to screw now. I showed her a brand new package of 6. "I have the whole afternoon open. Let's see how many of those we can use."

"You know I'm not a young stud anymore..." I said.

"You don't know all my tricks," she replied.

We went through all the positions I had been through with other women, or a couple more, her pussy staying tight until the end. Her secret to keeping ME going was to take my dick in her mouth, where her tongue turned out to be as agile as the rest of her body. After four condoms, I said that I "surrender".

I tried coming back for normal yoga classes after that, but it was too hard not to get an erection when I saw her get into the poses. My dick was ready to get back in action. A few months after our private lesson, Mary called to tell me that she was going to fold the studio and try again in a bigger city. She said she would miss me, and offered a last private lesson, on the house.

Alas, PW said no way, because it wasn't my birthday anymore and she could tell I liked Mary. I stopped by the studio one last time to give her a wet kiss and a lingering pat on the ass.

After I was divorced, I tried to find Elaine to take her up on her offer, but I couldn't.

[Pervy Hubby]

The following year, when Pervy Wife asked I what wanted for my wife birthday, I said, "Nothing fancy, you can repeat what I got last year."

PW rolled her eyes. "I'll bet! Alright, I figured that a tie was not going to do it. No hookers again, and I have to approve her."

I had been looking forward to this for months, and already had someone in mind. There was a cafe I went to regularly with a barista named Maria. She was in her twenties, maybe 5' 2", but with good proportions, a full bottom and breasts. Her hair was dyed cotton candy pink, and she had flawless tan skin. It was hard to tell exactly what her ethnicity was. I chatted with her when there weren't too many customers, and found out that she was Mexican-American. She confided that she didn't get along very well with her parents because they were quite traditional. She was in community college and we talked about her classes sometimes.

One time when the place was busy she came up to my table and asked me to help her with something. I said of course. It turned out the bathroom lock was broken and she wanted me to guard the door for her. I gave a deep bow and said, "It will be an honor, milady", which made her laugh. When she was done, she said, "Thanks! I wouldn't want those other guys to see my cooch." This made me happy for two reasons. One, it gave me a reason think about her vagina. Two, "other guys" kind of implied that she wouldn't mind so much if I saw her "cooch" sometime.

Anyway, I told PW where Maria worked and what she looked like. PW said, "She sounds like a cupcake." (Remember the pink hair.) PW went and checked her out, and told me she was a little jealous, in both senses of the word, but approved. "She's like a juicy piece of fruit. You have to tell me everything."

Now was phase two, the deal. The same as with the yoga instructor, I flat out told her that my wife was giving me permission to have a fling. Maria was clearly shocked, and said she would have to think about it. The next time I came in, she gestured to me to talk to her in the back and asked, "What's in it for me?"

"I thought you liked me!"

"I don't hate you." She laughed. "But look at what you are getting." She gave a subtle shake. "A lot of guys your age would think they hit the jackpot."


"Very true! What would you like for YOUR birthday?"

Maria answered without hesitation. "I want a tennis bracelet."

"I didn't know you played tennis, but that's cool."

"It's not for playing tennis, you retard. Ask your wife about it. She can help you pick out something nice for your Latina girlfriend." Maria gave me her number, and said to call her when I was ready.

PW explained to me that a tennis bracelet was a piece of jewelry, sometimes with diamonds and costing thousands of dollars. She helped me pick something out that didn't break the bank.

I was ready the year two of the birthday fling.

(To be continued.)

[Pervy Hubby]

I called Maria and told her I that I was ready to meet. We set a time and she gave me the address of her apartment.

When I showed up, Maria was wearing a lovely black silk robe that contrasted dramatically with her pink hair. She gave me a smile and she asked if I "wanted coffee or anything", then we both laughed and I said, "Well, I was hoping I could try something different this time." She smiled and gestured for me to follow her to her bedroom.

It was small and neatly decorated. The pictures around seemed to be of her family, with no sign of a boyfriend. Of course, I really wanted to see what was under the robe. "I went shopping yesterday," she said, "want to see what I got?" Not even waiting for my answer, she opened her robe. It was a nice black lace bra and panties, not at all what I expected given her punk rock dyed hair. The bra fit perfectly and showcased her light brown cleavage. I stepped up and playfully pushed her onto the bed, then quickly removed her bra. Her breasts full and round, with large tan areolae.

"Um, slow down a bit," she said, "I'm not very experienced." She explained that she only ever had one serious boyfriend, and the only did it a few times. This surprised me since I figured she was in her mid-twenties and been with a few guys, but I just agreed to go slow. As an aside, I always think it is funny and cute when young women act brazen about sex in public (remember her "cooch" remark) but act quite differently when they are intimate with someone.

I gave her a gentle kiss on the lips, then took my time playing with her soft breasts and enjoying her mild musky odor. She moaned softly and patted me on the head. After a while she asked, "Don't you want to kiss me more?"

I had held off because I had found that some women find deep kisses just as intimate as intercourse, but now that I had permission I gave her a deep lusty kiss while I continued to play with her breasts. Then she told me I could "put my thing in" which I thought was cute.

"One more thing," I said, and pulled down her panties. She was smoothly shaved, with just a landing strip, and I could smell her wetness. I was just about to bury my face in her pussy, when she said, "Sorry, I don't like to be licked."

This was disappointing. If she had been more experienced I would have touted my skill, but I didn't want to pressure her. My disappointment quickly faded when she handed me a condom. Her pussy was quite wet and took in my "thing" easily. I have noticed that younger women's vaginas have more texture (ribbed for his pleasure, so to speak) than older women's and that was true in Maria's case. She let me take the lead and I explored every bumpy inch of her womanhood with my cock. It only took me a couple minutes to come.

"Got another condom?" I asked.

"You can do it again? My boyfriend always did it once." This made me wonder about this ex-boyfriend (a few times? only came once each time?), but I just said, "You're very inspiring."

The second time I lasted longer, of course. I made Maria come too. I put my head on her breasts and we both enjoyed the post-coital glow.

After a while, Maria should she needed to get to work. I got dressed, and then remembered I never gave her her tennis bracelet. I took out the jewelry box and dramatically opened it to reveal her tennis bracelet.

"This is amazing," she said, "I'm not sure I can accept this."

I knew this was somewhat of a ritual, and I reassured her, "You're amazing, and you should take it."

After that there was not much left to say. When I got home, PW made me spill all of the details. Then she said I really seemed to like Maria and that she wanted me to stay from her, and from the cafe. I got PW's permission to say goodbye.

I stopped by the cafe and indicated we needed to talk privately. "You don't need to say anything," she said, "I know how a woman thinks. Your wife wants you to stay away from here now."

I nodded and gave her a chaste peck on the cheek. I never saw her again.

That was my last birthday screw, because the next year my marriage had taken a downward turn and we no longer had that level of trust. For what it is worth, I think the gifts from PW were good for our marriage, even if it didn't work out in the long run.