Stacey's Daydreams
Chapter 4

Copyright© 2006 by Severusmax

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Stacey Pryce is married to a prude. If that wasn't bad enough, he's a drunk and neglects her. It's no surprise when she starts having fantasies about other men, although she isn't ready to act on them.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Consensual   Romantic   BiSexual   BDSM   DomSub   MaleDom   Spanking   Rough   Light Bond   White Couple   Safe Sex   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Masturbation   Sex Toys   Pregnancy   Cream Pie   Spitting   Exhibitionism   Voyeurism   Slow   Caution  

Stacey and Walter sat down to lunch that afternoon with a sense of satisfaction over their romp earlier that day. She had sucked his cock, used a vibrator on herself, and even rimmed his ass. He had fucked her doggie-style in a rough manner, thus acting on one of his repressed desires. Her seduction efforts worked better than usual, so their sexual rut had ended abruptly. However, there was now the question of what they should do next to keep things exciting. Neither of them wished to return to the boring, less frequent sex that had occurred recently.

"Walter, dear, now that we're intimate again, can we discuss our fantasies? Obviously, both of us have some that we haven't seriously talked about it, or at least haven't listened to each about," Stacey suggested with a wink, deliberately trying to act casual about wearing her wedding ring again.

"I guess that there would be no harm. We're not in public, after all. Alright, let's hear one of yours first. We can take turns talking about our desires," Walter chuckled, realizing that his wife had a delightfully nasty side.

By his standards, she was the ideal woman, he was already married to her, and yet he had nearly lost her to his own bad habits. He also feared that she might have had an affair, since she felt neglected recently. If so, he would have to be a little unpleasant, but he hoped that the marriage would survive his anger. He was simply too jealous to share Stacey. The very idea of her fucking another man started to give him feelings of rage. Well, it would better not to worry about that unless it happened.

"Okay, to be honest, I've had fantasies about swinging. I don't know how you feel about that, though you have said in the past that you were against it," Stacey informed him, more than a little nervous about her admission.

Part of her feared that he would refuse, the other that he would agree to it. She wasn't completely sure that she really wanted to be a swinger. She might get too jealous to handle the sight of Walter with another woman, which in fairness would preclude her from doing it with another man. She wasn't about to be mean to him like that.

To be honest with herself, she had to admit that her biggest reason for jealousy would be a fear of some other girl interesting him more than her. She had already lost his attention to the bottle, but losing him to another woman would be a serious heartache too. What if he wanted to divorce her and marry some other lady? It was true that common sense would suggest that a man probably wouldn't leave a wife who would share him, but paranoia reigned at times.

"Well, that's one that I can't honestly support. I am just too jealous to go along with it. I won't deny that I have fantasies about other women, which I suppose covers my turn, but I can't get over the rage I feel at the very idea of you in another man's arms. I imagine that I would feel something similar about you with another woman, if I actually saw it.

"The fantasy of you with a woman is nice, but the reality of it would make me angry, I suspect. Well, I would be angry and worried that you would prefer women. I would always fear that with another man too. I would wonder if he was better in the sack than me," Walter objected, as much as part of him wished that it wasn't true. Fucking another woman would be fun, but the price would be too high in his mind.

"I understand, honey. In fact, I'm somewhat relieved that you vetoed my fantasy. As much fun as the idea might be, the situation itself would probably make me jealous too. Even if it didn't, I'd rather know upfront if you weren't cool with it. This is part of why I brought up the subject. I want to know for sure how you feel about things now, not later, when our effort to rejuvenate our sex lives turns bitter on us, because you get jealous. I suppose that whatever we do, we'll just have to keep it entirely within the marriage," she smiled, no longer having to think about that issue.

She liked having her husband make decisions like that, even if they negated fantasies of hers. The very fact of him being in control like that was another fantasy of hers, after all. Maybe she would mention her BDSM fantasies next. He had hinted at similar desires earlier, hadn't he?

"Okay, since you mentioned a fantasy or two that you dismissed yourself, I will take my turn. I want you to be more, well,... dominant. I want you to take charge more often. I don't just mean sexually. I would like to follow your lead. As I said earlier, I loved the fact that you had your way with me on the bedroom floor this morning. It excited me in a way that I hadn't completely accepted before. While I enjoy making love to you, which I don't want to totally stop, some rough sex like that is really great too," Stacey declared, albeit slightly embarrassed by her own statement.

"I would actually like that too, I must admit. So far, at least, we are compatible. I would like to take it further, in fact. I have fantasies about spanking you, tying you up, and collaring you, babe," Walter announced, still a bit shocked at admitting something that he had pretended in the past to deem "perverse".

"I wouldn't object to those things, honey. In fact, I have thought about them too. To be honest, I've actually thought about you attaching a leash to my collar and fucking me while holding onto it. I would even like it if you led me around by the leash or made me sit at your feet. I have fantasies of being your 'pet' sometimes. Oh, I don't mean that I want you to treat me like an animal, just that I would be your sex slave and at your beck and call. Well, of course, that wouldn't apply to when we have company, but it could work when we have privacy," Stacey revealed, blushing a little.

"Very well, I could go for all of that, especially if it meant that neither of us would refuse to have sex in the future. I'll quit denying you and you'll never start it. In fact, I owe you plenty of sex, retroactively, so I had better get busy with it," Walter concurred with her idea.

 
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