A Titillating Tale

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I encourage comments as I am still learning. If there is enough interest, this is just one of the stories from a project I titled “I Tell Tales About My Wife’s Busy Little Tail”. Thanks!

At my wife’s request we opened our marriage in the mid 1970’s. We were in our mid-twenties. Billie, my wife, had returned to college as an art major with the Pell Grant and a work-study program. She also earned extra money modeling nude for the life drawing classes. I had re-enlisted in the military.

Before we opened our marriage both of us had often hinted around about our infidelities, but we had never discussed them. It was titillating to know that the other had played around but we didn’t know how to act on the knowledge. We were young and dumb.

When we opened our marriage we shared our tales. We were a bit awkward at first but realized there would be no accusations made by either of us. There was however an awakening that proved to be very exciting. Our love for each other was now even deeper.

Our stories were such a turn on that we decided to use each other’s tales of infidelity as part of our foreplay. It became obvious that Billie was much more successful at getting laid than I was. Then again, she was an attractive, hot young woman, modeling nude in college full of hot young men.

Billie had never smoked, drank or experimented with or used any form of drugs. She was really into staying physically fit and healthy. She had become a vegetarian and I followed suit shortly afterward.

She was very attractive; a tanned and buffed little hard body. When we opened our marriage she was twenty-four years old, five feet three inches tall and weighed one hundred-eight pounds. She had long brown hair, big brown eyes and a tight little figure (34-23-33).

Her breasts had smallish areolas, sassy up-turned nipples and were a little more than a handful. She kept her pubic hair trimmed short and her labia shaved smooth. Forty years later, she still has a wonderful tight, hard body.

My wife has always had an energetic, happy, outgoing and warm personality. When combined with her exhibitionism it made for some wild times. She loved to dance and preferred to dance nude whenever possible, even if she was the only one nude. She also loved sex, and, as it turned out… she loved lots of sex.

One weekend when I was able to make it home I found that we had been invited to one of her girlfriend’s beach house for a party. Jenny, the hostess had invited Billie to past parties. She knew Billie was uninhibited and would probably get naked. She also knew Billie could be easily led astray, usually into other activities.

Billie typically did end up dancing nude at Jenny’s parties and this had often led into the other activities. My wife had told me about these other activities and she had definitely had fun… so did a number of guys. She told me she had been very well fucked, several times, by different guys.

When sancaktepe escort we arrived at the party; Billie was dressed, as was her custom, in a little sundress, sandals, her wedding ring and nothing else. I was wearing a pair of Ocean Pacific shorts, a chambray shirt and boat shoes. Like Billie I was sans skivvies.

I was introduced to a number of people. A few of the guys were a little nervous when they found out who I was. A few of the females grinned, they knew Billie.

As we circulated around the party I would point at a guy and teasingly ask her, “Did you do him?” There were more than a time or two when she would giggle and acknowledge that she in fact had.

While we were slow dancing I noticed one guy in particular watching Billie. I was pretty sure that he was getting an eye full as her little dress had ridden up exposing her bare bottom. As we turned I told her about her admirer.

She looked around and when she saw who it was she said, “Oh, him! He’s seen it and he’s had it. He’s the grad student that I told you about.”

The grad student was the guy she had fucked the weekend before she asked me if we could open our marriage. This tryst had opened the discussion about both of our fun times with others. It also led into a very torrid, weekend long fuck session.

As we continued to dance I stage whispered, “Oh yeah! You fucked him one time just before we opened our marriage.” This started a strange and titillating conversation.

“No… I fucked him several times.”

“What? I thought you’d only fucked him once.”

“No, I fucked him… oh, I’d say at least five times.”

“Five times? I thought he was the guy that had purchased you a bikini and then started making out with you. You ended up naked and getting fucked. You said you were enjoying it. Then you saw your wedding ring and made him stop…

“Yes, that’s right and then I gave him a blowjob because I felt guilty. Then we talked for a while and I fell a sleep. He cuddled me and got another hard on so he started fingering me. It felt so good! He then slipped his cock into me from behind…

“And as you told me, since it felt so good you didn’t stop him and he came in you.”

“Right.”

“So you only had sex with him one time, right?”

“Right.”

“So why did you say you’d fucked him at least five times?”

“Because, I did.”

“But you just told me you’d only had sex with him once.”

“That’s right. I only had sex with him once, but I fucked him five times. See?”

“Huh… no.”

“He started to fuck me once and I stopped him. A little later he slipped his cock into me from behind while we were lying in the spoon position. It felt really good so I didn’t stop him. After he came I felt guilty about fucking him, so he pulled me to him and held me.

“While holding me he got another really nice hard on. It looked really sultangazi escort hard so I thought ‘what the hell, I’ve already fucked him once… why not?’ and I got on top and guided him into my pussy. He gave me another nice fucking.

“Then we took a shower and went out to eat. It really turned him on to know that all I was wearing was my sundress. He kept feeling me up and fingering me. Other people were watching and it felt so naughty I decided to do him again.

“We came back and started making out. I sucked his cock until he was really hard and he fucked me for the third time. He then cuddled me and I started stroking him. As he started to get hard I took his cock back in mouth and really worked him.

“He flipped me onto my back, spread my legs and fucked me again! After he came we lay there with his cock still buried in me and we fell asleep. Sometime during the night he slipped out but was ready to go again in the morning.

“We took a shower together and then he had a quick breakfast while I sucked his cock. He got a really nice boner and took me by my hand and led me to the bed. He pushed me down on all fours and mounted me from behind and fucked me doggy style.

“When he was done I slipped on my dress and came home to wait for your phone call. So… I only had sex with him that one time… but I fucked him… I think, five times. See?”

“I think I got it. You only had sex with him once. But while having sex with him you fucked him five times.”

“Right.”

“But you also gave him… what… four blowjobs?”

“No, just one.”

“But you said you sucked his cock, what… four times?”

“Yeah… something like that… three or possibly four times.”

“So a blowjob is different than sucking his cock?”

“Yeah! Duh! A blowjob is when I suck a cock and the guy comes in my mouth and I swallow it. Sucking a cock without a guy coming is just foreplay. So I gave him one blowjob, he came in my mouth and I swallowed it. I also sucked his cock a number of times to get him good and hard so he could fuck me.”

The song was over so we went onto the back deck to continue this titillating conversation. I pulled her close and held her. I told her, “Your logic is weird but what turn on!”

Her little dress was hiked up. Her little puss was totally exposed. I cupped her; she was soaked. She reached down and started playing with my raging hard on.

As I looked in her eyes she had a mischievous glint and a small naughty smile. “What?”

“God, you’re so easy to mess with when you have a hard on!”

“What? You didn’t have sex with him and fuck him five times? You didn’t suck his cock or give him a blowjob?”

“Oh, I did all that… but, honey, sex is fucking and fucking is sex. A blowjob is sucking his cock or sucking his cock is a blowjob. I’m just messing with you. I spent the afternoon and that night fucking and sucking him… cihangir escort but… just that one time.”

“Oh.”

I stepped back and stripped her dress off leaving her nude. She reached down and worked her hand up under my short’s leg and pulled my cock out. While stroking me a topless young woman, in just a pair of bikini panties came over and started watching us.

This honey said, “Oh, hi Billie! Are you going to put out like you did at the last party?” She saw my cock and paused, then exclaimed, “Oh! That’s a nice one! You’ll enjoy doing that one!” Giggling she then asked, “Wanna share it?”

I looked at this cutie and asked her, “What did she do at the last party?”

This near nude nymph laughed and said, “Oh, man! At one point she had one guy…”

Billie interrupted and said, “Leigh… this is my husband.”

Leigh blushed a bright red from her nipples all the way up to her forehead, she stammered, “Oh…oh… Billie… I’m so sorry! I… I hope I haven’t… God… I’m so sorry!”

I told her, “Don’t worry, we have an open marriage. She can fuck who she wants and I can fuck who I want. But, Billie is… well… promiscuous.”

Billie stood up straight and laughingly said, “I am not! I only fucked… let me think… oh… well… I… I think… damn it, you’re right. I’ve been…well… I reckon a little tramp since we opened our marriage, haven’t I?”

I looked at her and said, “Sweetheart, you went hog-wild! You fucked three guys the first week we opened our marriage and several the next week. You fucked two just hours before I got home this weekend and we’ve basically just opened our marriage!”

Leigh looked at her with wide eyes and blurted out, “Oh man! That was after the last party? That was, what, a month ago? I remember…you were on your knees with one guy behind you… you must of fuc… oh… huh… okay… I’ll just shut up for now.”

Grinning, Billie had held a finger up to her lips and shushed her.

Then giggling, Billie said, “Okay, Leigh, you’re right…and honey, I’ve told you about Jenny’s parties, at least… most of them. And, yes, there have been a few guys before we opened our marriage but just a few. You do realize it’s all your fault.”

“My fault? How do you figure that?”

Billie pulled my left hand to her breast. Her eyes twinkled with merriment as she looked up at me, “I was horny and you weren’t there… and… you said I could fuck whoever I wanted… and… I wanted them. So I fucked them… and… it’s all your fault… BUT… I do so deeply love you.”

“And I love you… and your busy little tail. Okay… now… what’s this about the last party?”

Billie, blushing, grinned and told me, “That’s a tale for another time.” A fast dance song started and she led me by my cock to the dance floor. Oh, I love this woman!

There were now several people dancing either nude or semi-nude. Others were openly fucking. Leigh came up and whispered something in Billie’s ear. Billie grinned and guided Leigh’s hand to my cock. Things were looking and feeling really good!

The smell of raw sex was in the air and the night was young. Leigh dropped to her knees and demonstrated her oral skills, and oh, she was good. A new tale was in the making…

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