Oscar and Irene
Copyright© 2020 by Sgt1952
Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - They both had fantasies. Will their marriage survive?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Consensual Cuckold Sharing Wife Watching White Male White Female Hispanic Male Hispanic Female Cream Pie Pregnancy Foot Fetish
First off, let me say, I love my husband. We have been together for seventeen years and married for twelve. I’m Irene Pena, the wife of one Oscar Pena. He has been my only lover and took my virginity. He’s a great husband, father and together we make a comfortable living. Our sex life has been great producing two wonderful children. There in lies the first problem. When I say “great” sex, great is a relative term. Great sex with Oscar is all I know. I’ve never been with another man. I sometimes wonder what it would be like to feel another man inside me, making love to me, meeting my body’s every need, titillating every nerve in my body bringing me to a mind altering orgasm. I fantasize about it regularly to the point I’ve actually considered acting on my fantasy.
It is not my wish or desire to hurt Oscar, my children or destroy my marriage. I will not go behind his back which is the second problem. How would I go about having an affair with another man? The only solution is that Oscar would have to be on board and accept the idea. I’m not sure how that would work. I’ve been hit on at work and by others at other times and places but never acted on any of their attempts to lure me into their web. Recently, I’ve found myself telling my hopeful suitors that I was extremely flattered but not really available right now. Kind of leaving the door open but not committing.
I am forty-seven years old as is Oscar and work in a marketing office. I generally dress very conservative for work, dressing in suits that include nice blouses, pencil skirts, and heels. I prefer open toed dress sandals or peep toe heels for work occasionally wearing ballet style flats. I wear pantyhose most of the time to look professional but do go bare legged once in awhile. I love foot jewelry but only wear toe rings, anklets, etc ... when Oscar and I go out. He loves them which assures me of multiple orgasms later when I wiggle my bare toes in his crotch under the dinner table. The ensuing erection is inevitable as he massages my red or black polished toes, out of sight.
So, here I sit at my desk daydreaming once more about the realistic possibility of feeling a strange cock inside me, sawing back and forth over my G spot, driving me crazy. Should I confess my desire to Oscar and let the chips fall where they may? Seems risky but what other choice do I have other than outright cheating which really would kill him.
I got home that evening, knowing I had daydreamed my pussy into a sticky mess. I spent quite a bit of time in the restroom at work trying to dry my leaking vulva and engorged clit. My clit is very prominent when aroused. I’m embarrassed sometimes at its size when I’m aroused. It almost looks like a miniature penis protruding from its hood and it’s so sensitive.
I was working on dinner for us since our girls were doing a sleepover with friends. I was still in my work outfit when Oscar walked in and gave me a big kiss. I returned it with our tongues dueling for supremacy.
I said, “Baby, go clean up and dinner will be waiting when you’re done.”
When Oscar returned, he found me laying seductively on our dinner table with my skirt pulled up and a large hole in the crotch of my pantyhose displaying my wet, swollen clit and labia.
“Honey, dinner is served.”
I pointed my nylon covered toes in his direction.
Oscar said, “Oh My God, Irene. You are beautiful and as sexy as the day I met you.”
He dropped his shorts to the floor. I instantly saw the cock that I had worshipped all these years standing proud. He walked up to me, placed my foot on his shoulder and rubbed the swollen head up and down my slit through the hole in my pantyhose which was getting bigger by the moment. He pushed the engorged glans into me and began marching his six plus inches as far as it would go inside me. I gasped as I have done for the past seventeen years, each time my man penetrates me. He pulls out and goes down on me, sucking my engorged clit into his mouth and licking the underside of it like it was a small penis. As I said, It’s big enough when it’s aroused to be pinched between his thumb and finger. The moment he licked my clit snd his tongue went into my vagina, I came. My body was wracked with an intense orgasm that had my eyes closed, causing me to be light headed for a moment.
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