Wife’s Mom, Sister , Best Friend Ch. 03

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Chapter Five — Roger’s reoccurring sexual fantasies

Roger’s sexual fantasies of his wife’s mother, sister, and best friend are revealed to his wife.

Always faithful in his fifteen years of marriage, Roger never cheated on Gwen, his wife. Not many men can attest to their fidelity to the holy state of matrimony. Not many men have as happy of a relationship and good of a marriage that he does. His best friend and the love of his life, he truly loves his wife and would never do anything to hurt her, to destroy their love, and/or to undermine their close relationship by taking advantage of her trust. Even though he’s not a religious man, doesn’t even attend church regularly, he still believes in the sanctity of marriage.

He took a vow to love, honor, and obey and he’d never break that vow for the sexual lust over any woman. Even if that woman was his wife’s mother, sister, and/or best friend, especially if that woman was his wife’s mother, sister, and/or best friend, he’d never cheat on Gwen. Other than how he dreams of Trudy, Genevieve, and Heather naked and having sex with them in his sexual fantasies, he’d never have sex with any of them while awake. Why would he want any woman when he has someone who looks like her in his life and in his bed?

“Is it lawful for man to divorce…” (Mathew 19:3) “Therefore what God has joined together, let no man put asunder.” (Mathew 19:6b)

Yet, even though he’s stayed true to his wife in his waking moments, Roger has had his share of sexual fantasies too. In the way that many men have salacious thoughts of other women when lusting over naked photos that appear on the Internet and/or in men’s magazines, Roger’s salaciousness thoughts and sexual lust is confined to his dreams. Forsaking his sexually inappropriate thoughts of his wife for other women when sleeping, namely her mother, sister, and best friend, he exclusively dreams of those three women naked while having sex with them nightly.

Perhaps, his sexual fantasies of other women in his sleeping hours is part of the reason why he’s able to stay so faithful to his wife during his waking hours. His sexual fantasies of his mother-in-law, sister-in-law, and wife’s best friend are so real that he actually has conversations with his fantasy women while sleeping. It’s a good thing his wife is out cold. It’s a good thing his wife doesn’t hear what he says to Trudy, her mother, Genevieve, her sister, and Heather, her best friend. Wouldn’t she be shocked to hear her husband say all those dirty, sexual things that he says to her mother, sister, and best friend in his dreams?

“I love mashing my face in your huge breasts and sucking your nipples Trudy. I love you, Trudy. I love kissing you, holding you, and making love to you,” he routinely says to Gwen’s mother while dreaming of her naked in bed with him and while having sex with her.

“Now that you had your fun on top of me, it’s time for me to roll you over and fuck you, really fuck you until you cum Genevieve. I love you, Genevieve. I love kissing you, holding you, and fucking you,” he routinely says while imagining Genevieve naked and fucking his wife’s sister.

“I can’t wait to cum in your mouth Heather. I love you Heather. I love kissing you, holding you, and licking your pussy,” he routinely says in his sleep every night while imagining cumming in the mouth of his wife’s best friend.

Even though Gwen takes care of his every sexual need, with his wife the only woman he’s seen naked and has had sex with, he dreams of what it would be like to see other women naked and to have sex with them. Other than the naked women he views on the Internet, being that the only other women in his life are his mother-in-law, sister-in-law, and wife’s best friend, he imagines them naked while having sex with them. Even though he’s totally happy and sexually satisfied with Gwen, it’s only normal that he’d be sexually curious of seeing other women naked while having sex with them.

He’s always been a horny man. He’s always had sexual needs. He’s lucky to have found a woman who is just as sexual and as horny as he is. He’s lucky to have three other sexy, sexual woman in his life who are so much like his wife on the outside, tall, blonde, blue-eyed, busty, and beautiful. He’s lucky to have three other sexy, sexual women in his life who are so much like his wife on the inside, intelligent, funny, witty, loving, and caring.

Whether man or woman, even those who are in a committed and loving relationship, who hasn’t thought about having sex with others? What married man hasn’t had forbidden thoughts of having sex with his mother-in-law, his sister-in-law, and/or his wife’s best friend, among other women too, such as having sex with strippers, strangers, and/or celebrities. What married woman hasn’t had forbidden thoughts of having sex with her father-in-law, her brother-in-law, and/or her husband’s best friend, among other men too, such as having sex with kocaeli escort strippers, strangers, and/or celebrities.

Even though we may truly love the one we’re with, who doesn’t ponder what this one or that one looks naked? Even though we may truly love the one we’re with, who doesn’t ponder what it would be like to have sex with someone else? What man doesn’t masturbate to the forbidden, naked images of women giving him sex? Whether those naked women are his mother-in-law, sister-in-law, wife’s best friend, neighbors, co-workers, celebrities, and/or strangers, what man doesn’t sexually fantasize over other women?

How many men and women would have sex with someone else if they knew no one would know and they wouldn’t get caught? Not caring if they’re caught or not, how many men and women would have sex with someone else knowing and not caring that they’d get caught, perhaps even wanting to be caught? With masturbation a rite of passage from the time of their prepubescent teens, how many men have looked at naked pictures of women while masturbating? How many men lust over the women in their lives, whether they be relatives, friends, neighbors, co-workers, strangers, and/or celebrities? How many women lust over the men in their lives, whether they be relatives, friends, neighbors, co-workers, strangers, and/or celebrities?

“Look at that woman. She’s so pretty. Look at the body on her. Did you see her ass? Did you see her tits? Damn, I’d love to fuck her. I’d love for her to give me a blowjob. I’d love to cum in her mouth,” said the first man to the second man.

“Hey, buddy, that’s my wife you’re ogling and saying sexually inappropriate things about,” said the second man to the first man.

“Oh. Sorry,” said the first man. “Your wife is very pretty.”

Not yet a crime, once we’re married, as long as we don’t stare, leer, ogle, and/or say something that’s sexually inappropriate, we can look but we can’t touch. Unable to sample the merchandise, we can never again touch, feel, and taste again. Once we’re married, except for our dreams and our private, sexual thoughts and erotic fantasies, we can never touch, feel, fondle, lick, suck, and fuck someone else again. It’s a risky proposition to marry the one we think we love and then to discover that the one we married has turned into the shrew her mother was.

“You’re just like your mother, a real bitch,” said the husband to his wife.

“And you’re like every, cheating man. No good and a real disappointment in bed,” said the wife to her husband.

Until death do us part, once we’re married, as if we died, we’re off the dating merry-go-round and sexual, free for all market until we’re divorced or legally separated. Once we’re married, forced to have sex with the one we married, even if the one we married is a cold fish in bed. Especially when we’re with someone who doesn’t share our overly active sex drive, it’s human nature to want what we don’t have and perhaps to be with the one we can never have. It’s human nature to think that this one is better than that one even when most times they’re not.

Especially when it comes to celebrities and others we don’t intimately know, it’s human nature to envy someone else’s lover and/or the sex lives of others. Acting their best and dressed their best when posing in front of the camera, when not in front of the camera, the women we see on TV and/or in the movies are not the same women in reality. Lusting over nothing more than a created image, figments of our sexual fantasies and our twisted imaginations, if we married the celebrity we thought we wanted, she’d turn out to be not much different than our wives.

“You’re nothing like I imagined you were when watching you on TV. I thought you were taller. I thought you were thinner. I thought you were smarter. I thought you had bigger tits,” said the man enamored with the celebrity before and disappointed now.

Once the imagined image of her wore off, she’d be no better than the woman we divorced. Once we scrape off all of her makeup, removed her hair extensions, see that she had breast implants, a phony laugh, and was dumb as a stump without her scripted responses, we’d more be lusting over our lost wives than over our celebrity fantasy women. Whoever they are, whether they’re rich and/or famous, they’re just people.

“How would you like to be a fly on the wall of Jennifer Lopez, Scarlett Johansson’s, or Sofia Vergara’s bedroom,” said one man to the other.

“No thanks. Flies don’t live long. If they’re not swatted and smashed in the wall, then they’re eaten by birds, spiders, and frogs,” said the other man. “When I imagine a woman naked, I imagine my wife,” said the faithful man with attitude.

Even though our bed may be the hottest bed in town, how would we know? It’s human nature to think that our neighbors and our friends have what we want in our miserable, little lives. It’s human nature to think that rich celebrities have what’s missing from our pitiful, non-existent, love kocaeli escort bayan lives. With few taking care in what they wish for, we all want what we don’t have and/or can’t have. Few of us are ever happy. Most of us think that we have nothing when seemingly all of those people we watch on TV, in the movies, at the Oscars, Emmys, and music award shows have everything.

‘Bastards! Rich assholes! I can’t believe they’re having another award show and patting one another on the back.’

Only, when comparing what someone else has to what we don’t have and wish we had, how do we know what anyone has? How do we know who’s happy and who’s not? If rich celebrities were so happy, why are so many of them taking drugs, numbing themselves with alcohol, and finding themselves drying out in rehab? Is anyone truly happy?

“At this very moment, I’m truly happy Honey,” said a man to his wife while looking at her with love..

“Being that you’re truly happy at this very moment, this may be a good time to tell you that I want a divorce,” said the women to her soon to be ex-husband.

Even though celebrities may have money, power, and influence, they may not have happiness. They may not have what we have, love and happiness. Wishing they can have a normal life again without Paparazzi cameras in their faces, with them wanting the fortune without the fame, we may be who they envy.

As is any man, Roger is human after all. Whether a politician, a preacher, a celebrity, or an average Joe, the flesh is weak and the sexual desire is strong. Sometimes, depending on what’s happening in our lives, the temporary, sexual comfort of another human being, a friend, a stranger, or even a blood related relative or in-law, is what we may need to be whole again.

Being that we all live in glass houses, and with no one knowing what we do behind our closed, bedroom doors, who among us is a saint rather than a sinner? Who among us is holier than thou? Who among us, when alone and horny, doesn’t have sexual thoughts of their mothers, sisters, in-laws, friends, neighbors, celebrities, and strangers?

“Mom? Come to bed. I’m horny again.”

“I’ll be right there Junior.”

Who among us can honestly say that they’ve never thought about this one naked while having thoughts of having sex with that one? Who among us can honestly admit that they’ve never had a sexual thought about another person? Who among us hasn’t cheated on their spouses in their minds and in their hearts by fantasizing of seeing someone naked and having sex with someone in their dreams while they slept?

Never mind thinking just about sex with our spouses, fantasizing about sex with someone, and dreaming about sex with someone, who among us hasn’t masturbated over the thoughts of having sex with another? Even the richest men, the most, politically influential men, and the holiest men have had a little something on the side to pepper their speeches, inflame their thoughts, and inspire their sermons with a sexy, sexual flavor that’s not always available to the rest of us. Reverend Martin Luther King had his bevy of black beauties.

“I have a dream…of receiving a blowjob. Kneel before me, sister, and open your mouth wide so that I may anoint you with my big, beautiful, black cock. Amen.”

Forget about the forgettable escapades of Bill Clinton, President Kennedy had extramarital affairs behind Jackie’s back with Marilyn Monroe, Blaze Star, Gene Tierney, Angie Dickinson, interns and staffers, and so many others. For a man with a bad back, he seemed to have miraculously been cured whenever a beautiful, sexy woman was in his bed.

“Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday Mr. President,” sung Marilyn Monroe before having sex with not only President Kennedy but also with his brother too, Robert Kennedy, the then Attorney General of the United States.

American televangelist Jim Bakker went to jail over the PTL Club scandal and Heritage USA Theme Park after confessing that he was wrong to steal everyone’s trust and money and for having sex with Jessica Hahn. Wrong? He was wrong? Wrong is a concept for a four-year-old misbehaving. Lapses in judgment are now what politicians call when caught taking bribes and when caught with their hands in the cookie jars.

“Lord, I was wrong,” said Bakker before being hauled off to jail and before writing his aptly named book, “I Was Wrong.”

Give me a break. They’re only wrong after being caught. Before being caught, tried, and convicted, they can justify that they’re right in stealing everyone’s money.

Jimmy Swaggart asked for forgiveness again and again for his penchant for having sex with prostitutes.

“Lord, I have sinned,” said Jimmy shedding crocodile tears in the way that Tammy Faye Bakker shed a river of phony tears with her black mascara running down her face.

Catch me once, shame on me. Catch me twice, well, then, “Lord, I have sinned.”

Seemingly wanting to have sex with any woman but escort kocaeli with Hillary, can’t say that I blame him there, whether with Gennifer Flowers or with Monica Lewinsky and with others, Bill Clinton was just a man whore. As much as he was driven by power, he was driven by sex too. Yet, with sex and power interchangeable, isn’t sex and power sometimes one and the same? Depending how a man uses women could be sometimes deemed as having power over someone, especially if that man is POTUS, the President of the United States.

“Do you like cigars Monica? Unlit cigars of course,” said the President of the United States of America to Monica Lewinsky.

Boy talk about poisoning the work environment with sexual harassment, with him pressuring Monica for sex was a real lapse in judgment for President Clinton.

“Yes, I do Mr. President,” said Monica. “I love unlit cigars. They remind me of my dildo.”

I can just imagine Bill giving her a smile of contempt because no man who likes women would ever be so disrespect and degrade a woman by sticking his cigar in her cunt. I wonder what Hillary said when she heard about that one. Who knows, maybe she wasn’t surprised? Maybe he’s done the same thing with her.

“How dare you Bill? You told me that I was the only woman that you stuck your unlit cigar in her pussy,” said Hillary to her husband.

Imagine what his daughter thought of him when she heard that one.

“Dad? Gross? You told me that I was the only woman that you stuck your unlit cigar in her pussy,” said Chelsea.

Ah, if only I was a fly in the oval office, I can only imagine the conversation that Bill Clinton had with his intern.

“Allow me to give you a demonstration of how they do it in Cuba. Lift up your dress, take off you panties, and bend over,” said President Clinton to Monica.

Immediately Monica obeyed her president, the master of her universe.

“Whatever floats your boat is fine with me Mr. President,” said Monica hiking up her blue dress, removing her panties, and bending over.

Now that we know what the President was doing with one hand, when inserting his unlit cigar in Monica’s pussy, we can only imagine what he was doing with his other hand.

“Oops, sorry Monica. I missed your mouth. I meant to cum in your mouth. I just got so sexually excited that my unlit cigar was in your pussy that I prematurely ejaculated. Being that I didn’t cum in your mouth, just all over your dress, legally, that’s really not considered having sexual relations, is it?”

President Clinton stared at the big stain of cum on Monica’s blue dress before looking up at her full lips caked with bright, red lipstick.

“No, you’re good, Mr. President. Even though there’s a little lipstick on your dipstick, I only sucked you a little bit. I’m still a virgin, kind of, not really, actually not at all,” said Monica.

Not even trying to wipe it off and/or remove it with a napkin, the intern just allowed the cum stain to dry on her dress. What was she thinking? Actually, we all know now what she was thinking. With Bill Clinton such a brilliant man, a Rhodes Scholar at the University of Oxford, how could he be so stupid?

“Damn, sorry about cumming all over your blue dress. Don’t worry. I’ll pay for the dry cleaning. You will have your dress cleaned, right? Can I trust you to do that?”

President looked at her and gave her his best presidential smile.

“Don’t worry Mr. President. Of course I’ll have my dress dry cleaned,” she said giving him the finger behind his back.

She gave him her best smile of subservient obedience when she was being so arrogantly disobedient in her inflammatory actions of impeachment when talking to the press.

“And if anyone asks you about the cigar, don’t say anything about that either,” he said looking at her in the way that a father would look at his daughter but in the way that he never looked at Chelsea. “Okay?”

Putting her beret on her head and freshening her lips with a thick coat of bright, red lipstick before leaving the Oval Office, she gave him a sexually seductive smile.

“Mum’s the word. My lips are sealed. You can trust me not to say anything to anyone…dead or alive, Mr. President,” she said.

Only, he should have told her not to write a book about the incident. Then if that wasn’t enough of a lapse in judgment, President Clinton had the audacity to lie to all of us. How could we believe anything he said after that?

“I did not have sexual relations with that woman,” said President Clinton lying to America about not having sex with Monica Lewinsky. “According to my lawyers, Mo, Larry, and Curly, sticking an unlit cigar in her naked pussy and cumming all over her blue dress is not considered having sexual relations.”

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For sure, they all would have been better off if they had saved their penises for their wives, hadn’t acted on their sexual impulses, and had limited their sexual indiscretions and fantasies to their dreams. Yet, seemingly just as it was necessary for them to have a little something on the side to stay married, it was necessary for Roger to have his innocent, sexual fantasies of his mother-in-law, his sister-in-law, and his wife’s best friend as he slept. What’s wrong with that? There’s nothing wrong with that? A man can dream, can’t he?

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