18-02-2019, 02:42 PM
A Swinging Odyssey Ch. 10
"I have a talk with you," Aiko said one Saturday morning.
Gerald raised an eyebrow. "You talk to me all the time," he said.
"Be serious," she said as she rolled her eyes in mild exasperation. She knew he liked playing games with words. "You know what I mean."
"You mean you want to discuss something out of the ordinary. It also means you're worried about my reaction."
"You think like a woman, Gerald."
"No," he replied, "I just know how you think."
"Whatever."
"Let's have dinner," he suggested, "Afterwards, we'll relax a little to give ourselves a chance to digest our meals. Then we'll have out talk. Okay?"
Later in the evening, after watching a show they both enjoyed, Gerald patted the place next to him on the sofa. It was an obvious invitation to his Asian wife to cuddle.
"Okay, what's on your mind," he asked.
She sat beside him, snuggling against him. She enjoyed the protective feel of his arms around her.
"I think I'm turning into a slut," she stated.
"How so? Have you been fooling around on me? Have you been with some guy I don't know about? Are you jumping on every stiff cock you can find?"
"No, hon, I haven't. You know I won't do that. It's against our rules."
"Then why do you think you're turning into a slut?" he asked.
"If I tell, you won't get mad at me, right?"
"Getting angry for telling the truth is against our rules," he replied.
"We've had a lot of swinging experience now. Don't you agree?" she asked.
"Yes," he answered. Gerald wasn't yet sure if she was changing the subject or preparing him for what she wanted to say next.
"We've enjoyed our experiences so far but it's fair to say some were more enjoyable than others."
"That's only logical," he agreed.
"What do you enjoy the most?" she asked.
"Besides you of course, different pussy," he answered.
"Anything else?" she asked.
"I'm an old-fashioned type of guy," he replied. "I don't like using a condom. I love the idea of filling my lover's unprotected womb with my cum," he confessed. "It turns me on knowing another man is attempting to do the same to you, my wife and the mother of my children."
Aiko hesitated, then decided to plunge ahead. "I'm glad you said that because I feel the same way. I love the feel of a man's cock inside me," she admitted. "I love the feel of his cock spraying his cum into my womb. I get wet just thinking about it," she blushed.
"We both like having sex with other people," Gerald agreed. "That's not knew. W've been very honest and open about it to each other. "But I sense there's something else going on here," Gerald concluded
Aiko swallowed hard. "I want to experience what it's like to be a sexual submissive," she said quietly. "For one day, I want to be a slut wife, a sex slave."
"Ah," Gerald said stringing out the sound.
'That is not really a surprise,' Gerald thought. Hints of her submissive streak had been there all along.'
"Let me think about it, okay?" he said out loud.
"Okay."
* * *
Several weeks passed. Aiko's birthday approached. Gerald and Aiko agreed to organize a party attended by both family and friends. They asked that no gifts be given. Instead, they asked everyone to bring either food or drink. They wanted the party to focus on family and friends.
After every one had left, Gerald told his wife he had a custom-made gift just for her. Although she insisted on seeing it, he refused, saying that she would have to wait a week because it wasn't quite ready yet.
Naturally, Gerald's mysterious gift triggered Aiko's female curiosity. All week long she nagged Gerald, urging him to tell her what it was. Gerald was adamant in his refusal to tell her, insisting she be patient.
For Aiko, the week seemed to take forever but Saturday finally arrived. Gerald informed her that they were going to have a lunch. She would receive her surprise gift later.
When they finished Gerald drove out into the countryside.
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"I'm not saying," he replied. "As matter of fact I don't even want you to see where we're going." He tossed a blindfold toward her. "Put it on. Make sure not even a sliver of light gets through."
"What's going on," she asked.
"Don't ask," he replied, "otherwise there'll be no surprise. And I won't give you your gift unless I can surprise you."
She shrugged her shoulders. "Okay, have it you way." She put it on.
Gerald continued to drive what seemed to her an unusually long time. She could tell he was making various turns but otherwise had no idea where they were going.
Finally the car stopped. Gerald got out of car, walked over to the passenger's side, opened the door and helped his wife out of the car.
"I have a talk with you," Aiko said one Saturday morning.
Gerald raised an eyebrow. "You talk to me all the time," he said.
"Be serious," she said as she rolled her eyes in mild exasperation. She knew he liked playing games with words. "You know what I mean."
"You mean you want to discuss something out of the ordinary. It also means you're worried about my reaction."
"You think like a woman, Gerald."
"No," he replied, "I just know how you think."
"Whatever."
"Let's have dinner," he suggested, "Afterwards, we'll relax a little to give ourselves a chance to digest our meals. Then we'll have out talk. Okay?"
Later in the evening, after watching a show they both enjoyed, Gerald patted the place next to him on the sofa. It was an obvious invitation to his Asian wife to cuddle.
"Okay, what's on your mind," he asked.
She sat beside him, snuggling against him. She enjoyed the protective feel of his arms around her.
"I think I'm turning into a slut," she stated.
"How so? Have you been fooling around on me? Have you been with some guy I don't know about? Are you jumping on every stiff cock you can find?"
"No, hon, I haven't. You know I won't do that. It's against our rules."
"Then why do you think you're turning into a slut?" he asked.
"If I tell, you won't get mad at me, right?"
"Getting angry for telling the truth is against our rules," he replied.
"We've had a lot of swinging experience now. Don't you agree?" she asked.
"Yes," he answered. Gerald wasn't yet sure if she was changing the subject or preparing him for what she wanted to say next.
"We've enjoyed our experiences so far but it's fair to say some were more enjoyable than others."
"That's only logical," he agreed.
"What do you enjoy the most?" she asked.
"Besides you of course, different pussy," he answered.
"Anything else?" she asked.
"I'm an old-fashioned type of guy," he replied. "I don't like using a condom. I love the idea of filling my lover's unprotected womb with my cum," he confessed. "It turns me on knowing another man is attempting to do the same to you, my wife and the mother of my children."
Aiko hesitated, then decided to plunge ahead. "I'm glad you said that because I feel the same way. I love the feel of a man's cock inside me," she admitted. "I love the feel of his cock spraying his cum into my womb. I get wet just thinking about it," she blushed.
"We both like having sex with other people," Gerald agreed. "That's not knew. W've been very honest and open about it to each other. "But I sense there's something else going on here," Gerald concluded
Aiko swallowed hard. "I want to experience what it's like to be a sexual submissive," she said quietly. "For one day, I want to be a slut wife, a sex slave."
"Ah," Gerald said stringing out the sound.
'That is not really a surprise,' Gerald thought. Hints of her submissive streak had been there all along.'
"Let me think about it, okay?" he said out loud.
"Okay."
* * *
Several weeks passed. Aiko's birthday approached. Gerald and Aiko agreed to organize a party attended by both family and friends. They asked that no gifts be given. Instead, they asked everyone to bring either food or drink. They wanted the party to focus on family and friends.
After every one had left, Gerald told his wife he had a custom-made gift just for her. Although she insisted on seeing it, he refused, saying that she would have to wait a week because it wasn't quite ready yet.
Naturally, Gerald's mysterious gift triggered Aiko's female curiosity. All week long she nagged Gerald, urging him to tell her what it was. Gerald was adamant in his refusal to tell her, insisting she be patient.
For Aiko, the week seemed to take forever but Saturday finally arrived. Gerald informed her that they were going to have a lunch. She would receive her surprise gift later.
When they finished Gerald drove out into the countryside.
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"I'm not saying," he replied. "As matter of fact I don't even want you to see where we're going." He tossed a blindfold toward her. "Put it on. Make sure not even a sliver of light gets through."
"What's going on," she asked.
"Don't ask," he replied, "otherwise there'll be no surprise. And I won't give you your gift unless I can surprise you."
She shrugged her shoulders. "Okay, have it you way." She put it on.
Gerald continued to drive what seemed to her an unusually long time. She could tell he was making various turns but otherwise had no idea where they were going.
Finally the car stopped. Gerald got out of car, walked over to the passenger's side, opened the door and helped his wife out of the car.
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