Becca Bellamy
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Lusting After her Trainer
🕑 Added 2021-09-12 05:32:56 +0000 UTCAfter her first session you were fairly certain your wife was enthralled with her trainer. She didn’t say anything, but she came home with a giddy smile on her face and a bounce in her step. You noted her good mood and she told you it was because of the vigorous workout she’d just had, but you suspected it had more to do with her handsome, muscular trainer.
A month after her first session you caught your wife browsing his Instagram feed with a thirsty look on her face. You watched her admire picture after picture and when you said something she nearly jumped off the couch in fright. She’d been so into staring at pictures of her muscular trainer she didn’t even notice you were there.
That’s when you decided to be bold. That night, you joined your wife in bed and kissed your way down her body. You pushed up the soft satin of her nightie and kissed her pussy through her panties.
“What’s this for?” she asked.
“I really want to make you cum,” you said.
“Lucky me,” your wife replied.
“Will you do something for me, though?” you asked. “It’s a little fantasy of mine.”
Your wife smiled. “A fantasy? Really? What is it?”
“Will you look at your trainer’s Instagram while I go down on you?” you asked.
Your wife frowned. “Is this a joke? I told you I wasn’t ogling him or fantasizing, or whatever you thought I was doing while you spied on me.”
You smiled and kissed your wife’s thighs. “This isn’t a joke,” you said. “I’ve been thinking about it since your first session with him. I could see how into him you were, even if you told me you weren’t. I can’t stop thinking about it. I don’t want you to fuck him, or anything, but I think it would be really hot if you thought about him while I went down on you.”
“Honey, are you really serious about this, or is this going to end in a fight?” she asked. She wanted to do it. She wouldn’t have asked that if she didn’t. Of course she wanted to do it.
You pulled aside your wife’s satin panties and kissed her pussy, eliciting a soft moan. “I’m serious,” you answered. “I know it seems like a weird fantasy, but it’s really hot to me.”
There was no point in pushing her further, so you went to work on your wife’s pussy. She closed her eyes and moaned. You kissed her labia and clit. You used your tongue to provide her with a gentle, pleasurable massage and after a few minutes she reached for her phone.
“Are you sure?” she asked. You nodded without ceasing your pussy worship. Your wife held up her phone. A moment later she moaned louder. You sucked on her clit and you watched her fingers dance over her screen. She was doing it. She had to be doing it.
“Oh, god, that feels so good,” your wife said. She was fantasizing about her trainer as you ate her pussy. She was staring at his shirtless pictures and thinking of him while you offered her the pleasure of oral sex. The fantasy you’d harbored since her first appointment with him had become reality.
Your wife came hard with her phone in her hand. Her eyes were glued to it as her thighs trembled and her pussy dripped with your tongue buried inside it.
She put her phone aside as the orgasm passed. You sat back on your knees and your wife glanced at the tent in your underwear.
“You weren’t lying,” she said. “That really turned you on, didn’t it?”
You nodded.
“Lie down,” she said.
You crawled forward and rolled onto your back next to your wife. She moved between your legs and took your underwear off. She straddled you and your cock disappeared inside her wet pussy.
“How does my pussy feel?” she asked.
You moaned. “It’s perfect.”
She grabbed her phone and showed you the screen. It was a picture of her trainer at the beach. He was wearing a rather tight swimsuit and his abs glistened with sweat. “This is what I was staring at when I came,” she said. Her pussy began to move back and forth over your cock, milking you with its heat and wetness.
“Oh, fuck,” you said.
Your wife turned the phone around and stared. A smile crossed her face. She moaned.
“Are you thinking of him again?” you asked.
“Yes,” she said. “I’m thinking of being on that beach with him. I’m thinking of it being just the two of us. I’m thinking of him picking me up and carrying me into the water. I’m thinking of kissing him as he reaches down, pulls my bikini bottoms aside, and slips his cock into me. I’m thinking of fucking him right there in the water. I’m thinking of his big cock sliding in and out of my pussy as he holds me with those big, strong arms of his.”
You came inside her. You didn’t even make it a minute. It was far too arousing.
“Wow,” she said with a smile on her face. “That was fast.”
“Sorry,” you replied.
Your wife laughed. “No need to apologize.” She lifted her pussy from your cock and laid next to you.
“What if I used my fingers?” you asked. “To make you cum again, I mean.”
“Really?” she asked.
You rolled onto your side and reached between her legs. Your index finger found her clit and you offered a gentle massage. “Really,” you said.
Your wife pulled up her phone. She found another picture of her trainer. This time he was sipping a coffee in a gleaming white kitchen. His shirt was off, of course.
“What are you thinking about?” you asked.
“Are you sure?” your wife said. She seemed a little worried that you wouldn’t be into it now that you’d cum.
“Yes, I’m sure,” you replied. You kissed her neck and nibbled her ear lobe, which she’d always loved.
She moaned. “I’m thinking of being in that kitchen with him. I’m thinking of him lifting me onto the counter with those strong arms of his. I’m thinking of wrapping my legs around him as he slides into me. I’m thinking of him fucking me right there on the kitchen counter. I’m thinking of his big cock filling my pussy and making me feel so fucking good after I’d spent the night in his bed.”
She came not long after. She was even quicker than you the second time.
“When’s your next session with him?” you asked.
“Wednesday,” she replied. “Though he has mentioned that I’d see better results if we upped it to twice a week.”
“Maybe you should do that,” you said.
Your wife smiled. “Oh yeah?”
“Definitely,” you replied.
“Maybe I will,” she said.
You knew there’d be lots more fantasies in your future and you couldn’t wait. Perhaps you could convince your wife to go further than fantasizing.
