I'm suddenly exhausted, unable to keep my weary eyes open any longer. Snuggling down into my red sheets, I close my eyes, hoping for a good night's sl...ep full of 'bad' dreams.When I become conscious, that's my first reaction- I'm dreaming. This is all a dream. But then I realize that the tug on my arms is not a dream. I really am face down in my own bed, blindfolded. I struggle against my bonds, feeling the cool metal of my own handcuffs bite into my wrists. My arms are trapped above my head. I. I especially liked the features involving threesomes and actively fantasised sharing my wife a second guy. One evening when we were both in a passionate mood I half suggested we should maybe try sex with a third person either male or female. A great way to spoil a great fuck session as she seemed to lose interest straight away.After that I remained quiet about my fantasy, but as you Dear Resder know life can surprise. Just under a year into,our marriage and I got a transfer to McChord Air Base. We start the most wonderful kiss that I have ever experienced. Her tongue goes in to my mouth then mine into hers. I reach down and get the biggest handful of her big wonderful ass and grab. My hands move up and down her ass feeling every last inch of it. I feel every curve of that wonderful big ass .This kiss and fondling lasts for the better part of an hour. To my amazement I still haven't cummed into her hands from all of the playing she has been doing. All of the sudden she pulls back her. In school a lot of boys asked me out, but I only had one boyfriend. In a small town you have to be careful who you date and how many people you date. Its very easy to get a reputation. The result was that by the time school ended that summer Id only ever had sex twice. My boyfriend popped my cherry on my seventeenth birthday in a hayloft taking all of five minutes to do the deed. Thinking it might be better the next time we tried again one weekend when my dad was in the City, it lasted ten.