It had bothered me for a long time already how our marriage ..
Added 2021-02-12 16:09:09 +0000 UTCIt had bothered me for a long time already how our marriage felt like it had lost its spark. It wasn’t that long ago when we couldn’t resist our lust, to rip each others clothes off when we got back home or how we would book our “love weekends”, a five star hotel in some European city, enjoy the company of ourselves, fine dining in the continents best restaurants, walk the streets of these romantic and unknown cities and most of all fuck like bunnies for hours and hours. But now it was just a memory anymore. I still loved you, but there was something about it all, no matter what you did, you just did not turn me on anymore. I was laying next to you in our bed, you were spooning me and like every night, I felt your small dick get hard against my amazing ass, but I just kept thinking “what a pathetic teenager trick. He should be a man, and just take me like an animal and if he is not willing to do it, maybe he just isn’t horny enough”. And like so many nights before, eventually you gave up and fell asleep. But I didn’t feel like sleeping. I needed to fuck myself.
This was not the marriage I got into and this certainly was no longer what I wanted from life. I wanted to keep him as a husband, but I wanted a man who sparked lust in me. A man who would satisfy me sexually.
I got up from bed, and walked downstairs. As I passed our big mirror, I stopped and took a look at myself. I looked gorgeous. I felt good and confident as I looked myself in the eyes and played with my hair. All of a sudden I remembered a fantasy I had before our wedding, when I was fitting my wedding dress. I wanted to get fucked in that wedding dress, by his bestman. I smiled a little about the memory of how many times I thought about that fantasy while having sex with my partner. And it always made me cum so hard. Little did he know…
