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A Wifes Early Adventures: Part 1

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“I had a feeling,” Anais Nin wrote in Delta of Venus, “that Pandora's box contained the mysteries of woman's sensuality, so different from a man's and for which man's language was so inadequate. … The language of the senses was yet to be explored.” Before we met, my wife had long explored that language. She told me her stories.


During our flaming hedonistic romps, I would ask my wife to tell me things. Her stories flipped me into stiff-dicked voyeur mode as I peered into moments only she and past lovers shared. I imagined her naked, rolling around in a bed or someplace with a man crazed by lust for her tits and pussy. I’d ask questions as we thrashed around naked, fucking, sucking, licking, groping. Who fucked you first? How did he undress you? What did you want? I’ll share the stories a bit at a time. I never tire of them, and In telling them, I relive them. She wouldn’t mind at all, being cloaked in anonymity. Her first encounter with two-way sexual pleasure involved a classmate who slipped a hand into her bra, caressing her barely developed tits, her nipples. They were leaning against an oak behind the empty football stadium late one day. She had let him unbutton her blouse as they kissed, felt the warmth of his hand against her stomach, her side, her shoulders and neck and then all over her tits. Igniting thrilling, nasty, glorious passions “made me crazy,” she said. “I loved it. I didn’t want to stop.” But her good sense prevailed. For then. Their explorations continued whenever they were alone together, which was often. They were wealthy kids dripping hormones and wild desires. There was the time they flew to Denver to meet his parents and drive to their cabin at Vail for Thanksgiving. Oral sex hadn’t even occurred to her yet. She was about to discover how naturally it can happen. They boarded their flight wearing long coats, taking them off but keeping them in their laps when they found their seats. Midway through the flight, they pretended to nap.  "I was horny as hell and feeling nasty," she said. She slid her hand beneath his coat, over and around his crotch, circling the jeans above his hardening dick. “I didn’t know why I was doing it. I just wanted to. I wanted to be a bad girl.” She found the jeans’ zipper and eased it down, slowly finding his stiff dick, carefully squeezing and gently stroking it, then working it free of boxers and jeans. She laid her head in his lap, pulling his coat over her as she slid his dick into her mouth. She sucked his dick as she would suck a caramel – with her mouth and tongue, savoring a new type of intimacy, a new dimension of eroticism. When he came, she swallowed his load. "Having secret sex with people all around us was an amazing rush," she said. " After the vacation on the flight home, they shared an encore. So emerged her love of decadence and her many-chaptered journey to me. I’ll write about some of the highlights.

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