John had been married to Sharron for fourteen years, and while they had sex somewhat regularly, it was lackluster. It wasn’t terrible, but it was routine. He’s a seasoned businessman who is away from home a few times a month, and about three years ago, he finally gave in to the temptation and took another woman to bed when he was on a trip. While he was chatting with her at the bar, he told himself it would just be this one time, and it was just to scratch an itch. He lied to himself. He was hooked as soon as he fucked her. Something ignited in him, and he knew he’d never fully be satisfied with Sharron’s pussy again unless something changed. The woman at the bar was uninhibited, daring, and open to anything. She could take his cock all the way down her throat and made primal sounds when he tongued her asshole. John always wished that Sharron would behave nastily in the bedroom. He longed to treat her the way Eva let him. That would never happen. Sharron was too much of a prude. He loved her and would never leave her, but he’d be lying if he said he would stop cheating on her with his slutty little vixen, Eva. His dick got hard every time she crossed his mind.

One afternoon, Sharron had gone shopping with a girlfriend who had picked her up and John decided to surprise her by detailing her car for her. He was gathering everything from her front seat into a box when he spotted a notebook that was open to a page with his wife’s writing. He glanced at it as he was putting it in the box when something caught his eye. What was this? It was definitely his wife’s writing, but it looked like a sex story. He began reading, and the more he read, the wider his eyes became and the larger his dick grew. He couldn’t believe what he was reading.

“…James pushed Stacy down to her knees on the cold bathroom floor and grabbed a handful of her hair before assaulting her mouth with his cock. Stacy loved to gag on his cock, and James knew to push her to her limit and hold himself at the back of her throat until she needed a breath…”

What the hell is this? Sharron never even used the word cock because she thought it was too vulgar. The bulge in his pants was beginning to be too much, so he took the notebook inside to get comfortable and hopefully wack off to whatever it was he was reading. He didn’t know how long Sharron would be gone, so he skimmed the pages and searched for the highlights.

“…Stacy has already given herself a douche and an enema earlier in the day as prescribed by James. He never had been a fan of a musty cunt or a dirty ass if his mouth or dick was going to be near it. She climbed up and positioned herself across the fucking bench and spread her legs and extended her arms out in front. Her tits were hanging down in the holes that were cut out just for them. James fastened the buckle of the belt that held her torso onto the table and then bucked her arms down and her legs apart. Stacy couldn’t budge if her life depended on it…”

John was so fucking turned on and stroking himself but also appalled that his wife could have penned this. Alas, he continued reading.

“…James reached under the bench to Stacy’s tits that were poking through and attached a clamp to each nipple. Then he placed a gag in her mouth and a blindfold over her eyes. He walked back around to where she was fully on display for him and spread her pussy lips apart and placed a smaller padded clamp on her clit. Stacy moaned through the gag at the sensation. He then grabbed a syringe that was filled with KY jelly and pushed the lubricant into her starfish. He’d always found that if you’d lube the inside of an asshole rather than just the outside, the whore wouldn’t bitch as much. It’s also why he required her to give herself an enema earlier that day. Without that, the rectum full of jelly might suddenly have the urge to use the bathroom and that would be a mess that he had no interest in. Just to be sure the lube was deep enough in her ass, he pushed a 5-inch long and 1.5 in diameter butt plug into her. She moaned louder and he smacked her ass and told her she was a good girl. With her tits and clit clamped and her ass full, he pushed his cock her cunt and began fucking her. She was moaning and he knew she wanted to cum and he would let her cum once before he took advantage of her ass. She hated when he nutted in her ass but she’d been mouthy earlier and was being punished for that. Soon, she was breathing hard and her cunt was cumming all around his dick. He didn’t let her even finish before he pulled out, yanked the butt plug out and rammed cock into her tight asshole. She yelled out, even with the gag. He pounded away as he told her what a bitch she had been and that mouthy brats get their asses punished. He felt her clench even tighter and knew she was going…”

   Just then, John heard the door open, and Sharron came inside. He quickly shoved the notebook under his pillow and pulled on his shorts and tried to tuck himself into his waistband. He was still in shock. His wife, his prude and vanilla wife, was a fucking freak. He’d long ago stopped testing the waters to see if he could even eat out her ass because she would act shy and embarrassed. Not anymore. He decided then that he was going to act out the smutty little story she had been writing.

John met his wife in the kitchen and greeted her with an embrace and a kiss. He pulled her in close so she could feel his cock was hard. She let out a giggle of amusement and tried to brush him off.

“Take off your clothes, Sharron.”, he said in a low and authoritative tone.

She looked at him bewildered and said, “What?”

“You heard me the first time. I said take off your clothes. Everything off, right now.” John had never ordered Sharron to do anything, and he was surprised when she quietly began to comply. “Good girl. Now on your knees so you can suck my cock.”

“John, what the hell?”, asked his confused wife. “Get on your knees and open your pretty little mouth.”, he calmly ordered. Again, to his shock, she slowly lowered herself and began to reach for his johnson. “No hands. Put your hands behind your back. I’m going to fuck your mouth, Sharron. When I get done fucking your mouth, you’re going to take yourself to the bedroom and wait for me on the bed with your ass in the air, do you understand?”

She didn’t let her eyes meet his but let out a soft "Yes, sir."

John grabbed the back of her head and pushed himself slowly to the back of her throat, where she gagged. He backed up and did it again. He had a fist full of her hair and began pumping away. He didn’t want to cum yet, so when he was satisfied that she was humiliated a little bit, he pulled her up and slapped her ass sending her to the bedroom.

John gave her a few minutes to get settled while he procured some accessories. Armed with a wooden spoon and some KY jelly, he entered the bedroom, where Sharron was sitting on the bed holding the notebook with a look of panic on her face. She’d spotted it peeking out from the pillow. “John, I can explain…” she muttered.

“You don’t need to explain anything. Get into the position I told you to get into. You’ve been hiding your fantasies all these years, and you’re going to pay the piper now. Do you understand me?” Sharron nodded and didn't say another word while she lifted her behind for her husband.

John didn’t waste any time. He paddled her until both of her ass cheeks and the back of his legs were beet red. Once he was satisfied with his artwork, he reached for her now-soaked pussy and dipped his fingers in before making her lick her own juices off his finger. He teased her clit and brought her close to climax before stopping. He repeated this several times, and she was becoming increasingly frustrated by now being able to cum. He popped open the top of the KY jelly and while he didn’t have a syringe to shoot inside of her, he took ample amounts and began working it into her virgin ass. She was moaning loudly and had reached between her legs to fondle herself. John pushed his cock slowly into her ass and began fucking her. Gently at first, then with no abandon! He let his wife have it.

“You a dirty little slut, Sharron. You’ve got a filthy imagination, and you have been keeping that from me.” His wife was crying out in ecstasy and was about to cum and as much as he wanted to hold off for a while, his own orgasm was building.

“I’m going to cum, John! Fuck me! Fuck me and cum in my ass!” There was no holding back now, he exploded! His cock pumped the biggest load he’s ever produced deep into her rectum. He slowly pulled himself from her and rolled her over to face him. He kissed her tenderly and suddenly had a wave of guilt hit him as he thought about his ongoing affair with Eva. He’d only been with her because Sharron was a boring fuck, but now he didn’t have that excuse. He kissed his wife again and held her as she drifted to sleep. He’d figure out his love life tomorrow. And tomorrow, he would also break in his wife some more and learn more about her naughty side.