18-04-2019, 11:55 AM
Wife impregnation story
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"Tarun." my wife said one night after dinner after putting our 8-year old son Apu to bed.
"Yes, Sunita?" I replied.
"How serious are you about the whole open marriage thing?"
"What?"
"You know, what you keep bringing up every few weeks. That we should experiment. With other people."
I looked at Sunita with surprise. She had a curious expression on her face. Wow, she had actually brought up the topic herself! My heart jumped with joy.
Sunita and I are both 32 years old, and have been married for ten years. Before that, we dated for four years in college. People talk about seven year itches. It has been fourteen years of us being faithful to each other. Obviously, a lot of sameness and staleness had set in. There was also the fact that we had lost our virginities to each other, so we had never been with anyone else.
Like most men, I started flirting with the idea of experimentation. Threesomes, foursomes, wife swapping, were all things I read about online. For years I had fantasized about sharing my wife with someone else. And sleeping with other women. But for years, I kept my fantasies and thoughts to myself.
I finally decided to broach the subject soon after we turned thirty, and we had been through an exceptionally mediocre sexual phase. We were having sex about once a fortnight, and not memorable sex at that. Which was a shame. Because my wife was still a hot woman. In fact, even hotter than when we had started dating, if that were possible.
Childbirth and subsequent years had been good on her, and she had gone from being a slim svelte pretty young lady with medium sized boobs to a curvy attractive woman with big boobs. After Apu was born, she quit her job and became a full time stay at home mom. But it did not make her swell up like some other housewives. She still had a flat stomach, but everything else was curved in the most delectable ways. I too was physically in a much better shape than in college. I worked out regularly, had lost the tiny tire I used to have around my belly, and still had a thick head of hair, unlike some of my balding ageing friends.
Both of us got complimented on how great we looked, especially by friends who had let themselves go. So the lean sex phase, at least for me, was not because I stopped finding my wife attractive. I just craved some newness.
When I first brought up the idea, Sunita got really upset. She accused me of having my eye on some young hot woman, which is why I was broaching the topic of an open marriage. I protested saying I wasn't looking for a license to cheat. If I wanted to, I could have affairs on the side (which was true). But I was interested in both of us exploring our horizons. Looking for variety. With complete honesty. I wanted us to be "open" in the truest sense of the word.
But Sunita would have none of it. That fight lasted a day, and I dropped the subject. Since then, I would try to bring it up casually. Maybe forward her a story from a popular sex site. She always reacted angrily in the initial days. But of late, she had started just calmly turning my idea down.
Two years later, it seemed like I pretty much had no chance of any experimentation. So I had not broached the subject in months. This is why Sunita bringing it up by herself delighted me. And I could not help just grin at her stupidly.
"Well? How serious are you?" Sunita asked again.
"Very serious, Sunita." I said, with a smile.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, absolutely. Why?"
"Have you thought about the repercussions of fantasy turning into reality? It is one thing to fantasize about your wife sleeping with someone else. To deal with the practical implications is a wholly different thing." she said.
"I know it won't be easy. But it'll work both ways. You will also have to deal with the idea of me with someone else."
"To be honest, that has been the biggest stumbling block for me for this open marriage idea." Sunita tilted her head and said. "I don't know if I can stomach the idea of you sleeping with some other woman. Even if it is when I am around like in a threesome. Hell, especially if I am around."
"Okay."
"But you are alright with the idea of me fooling around with other men? Really?" Sunita asked.
"Yes, I am. All that matters to me is honesty. I am alright with the idea of you with other men." I said with conviction. I had fantasized about it for years. Yes, getting to sleep with other women would be great. But honestly, what turned me on much more was the idea of my beautiful wife with someone else. With or without me being around.
"I agree that you think you are. But I don't know if you actually will be." Sunita said.
I looked at Sunita, and sat back with my hands on my head.
"What's going on, Sunita? What brought this on?"
Sunita shifted uncomfortably and winced a little.
"Well....." she said and paused "I have been getting some obvious and blatant passes made at me recently. And in the interest of honesty, I must say I am a little intrigued."
That seemed like a benign thing. Sunita, like I said, was incredibly attractive. Guys made passes at her all the time. Heck, some of my colleagues often flirted with her blatantly, often right in front of me.
"Guys make passes at you all the time." I said. "What has intrigued you this time?"
(To Be Continued)
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Copied from net and edited for better enjoyment
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"Tarun." my wife said one night after dinner after putting our 8-year old son Apu to bed.
"Yes, Sunita?" I replied.
"How serious are you about the whole open marriage thing?"
"What?"
"You know, what you keep bringing up every few weeks. That we should experiment. With other people."
I looked at Sunita with surprise. She had a curious expression on her face. Wow, she had actually brought up the topic herself! My heart jumped with joy.
Sunita and I are both 32 years old, and have been married for ten years. Before that, we dated for four years in college. People talk about seven year itches. It has been fourteen years of us being faithful to each other. Obviously, a lot of sameness and staleness had set in. There was also the fact that we had lost our virginities to each other, so we had never been with anyone else.
Like most men, I started flirting with the idea of experimentation. Threesomes, foursomes, wife swapping, were all things I read about online. For years I had fantasized about sharing my wife with someone else. And sleeping with other women. But for years, I kept my fantasies and thoughts to myself.
I finally decided to broach the subject soon after we turned thirty, and we had been through an exceptionally mediocre sexual phase. We were having sex about once a fortnight, and not memorable sex at that. Which was a shame. Because my wife was still a hot woman. In fact, even hotter than when we had started dating, if that were possible.
Childbirth and subsequent years had been good on her, and she had gone from being a slim svelte pretty young lady with medium sized boobs to a curvy attractive woman with big boobs. After Apu was born, she quit her job and became a full time stay at home mom. But it did not make her swell up like some other housewives. She still had a flat stomach, but everything else was curved in the most delectable ways. I too was physically in a much better shape than in college. I worked out regularly, had lost the tiny tire I used to have around my belly, and still had a thick head of hair, unlike some of my balding ageing friends.
Both of us got complimented on how great we looked, especially by friends who had let themselves go. So the lean sex phase, at least for me, was not because I stopped finding my wife attractive. I just craved some newness.
When I first brought up the idea, Sunita got really upset. She accused me of having my eye on some young hot woman, which is why I was broaching the topic of an open marriage. I protested saying I wasn't looking for a license to cheat. If I wanted to, I could have affairs on the side (which was true). But I was interested in both of us exploring our horizons. Looking for variety. With complete honesty. I wanted us to be "open" in the truest sense of the word.
But Sunita would have none of it. That fight lasted a day, and I dropped the subject. Since then, I would try to bring it up casually. Maybe forward her a story from a popular sex site. She always reacted angrily in the initial days. But of late, she had started just calmly turning my idea down.
Two years later, it seemed like I pretty much had no chance of any experimentation. So I had not broached the subject in months. This is why Sunita bringing it up by herself delighted me. And I could not help just grin at her stupidly.
"Well? How serious are you?" Sunita asked again.
"Very serious, Sunita." I said, with a smile.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, absolutely. Why?"
"Have you thought about the repercussions of fantasy turning into reality? It is one thing to fantasize about your wife sleeping with someone else. To deal with the practical implications is a wholly different thing." she said.
"I know it won't be easy. But it'll work both ways. You will also have to deal with the idea of me with someone else."
"To be honest, that has been the biggest stumbling block for me for this open marriage idea." Sunita tilted her head and said. "I don't know if I can stomach the idea of you sleeping with some other woman. Even if it is when I am around like in a threesome. Hell, especially if I am around."
"Okay."
"But you are alright with the idea of me fooling around with other men? Really?" Sunita asked.
"Yes, I am. All that matters to me is honesty. I am alright with the idea of you with other men." I said with conviction. I had fantasized about it for years. Yes, getting to sleep with other women would be great. But honestly, what turned me on much more was the idea of my beautiful wife with someone else. With or without me being around.
"I agree that you think you are. But I don't know if you actually will be." Sunita said.
I looked at Sunita, and sat back with my hands on my head.
"What's going on, Sunita? What brought this on?"
Sunita shifted uncomfortably and winced a little.
"Well....." she said and paused "I have been getting some obvious and blatant passes made at me recently. And in the interest of honesty, I must say I am a little intrigued."
That seemed like a benign thing. Sunita, like I said, was incredibly attractive. Guys made passes at her all the time. Heck, some of my colleagues often flirted with her blatantly, often right in front of me.
"Guys make passes at you all the time." I said. "What has intrigued you this time?"
(To Be Continued)
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