Arena XXX

Karen and Matt had become boring. Karen sighed. All of the hot times before marriage had resulted in a little bit of a boring sex life between them. She had to face it: they had become too regular and predictable in bed. It was getting almost dangerously so. Karen had started looking around, assessing other men, pondering things like the size of thier cocks, shoe sizes, noses. She laughed to herself. “I will become a slut, happily used by other, strange men, daily, for hours. I will become their sex slave and do their friends.” She shivered. There was that nutty fantasy again. She has had it for a while now, begun when she had had a terrible time between herself and Matt, last Summer. They had mellowed things out, talked about them, and they had had a really wonderful stretch of good sex, loving one another freshly again. It was actually a wonderful time for them and the Summer had ended marvelously. Karen liked those days. And now she wanted them back, or something like them.
She had bought a book at the bookstore, something about “sexual refreshment” for couples. She had seen some others, as well, such as books describing how a lady can get laid more often………..single ladies. Where to go, how to approach men, what to wear (”slutty but not all the way”……….she had giggled), how to do many, many things. She debated buying it, then opted for her relationship option. She pored through it, finding some really interesting things. “Mouth fucking is not sucking. They are two separate ways of enjoying oral sex.” Wow, she thought to herself, I never considered that. “Anal sex can be among the most delightful discoveries. Women often are put off by the thought of being penetrated anally and by hygenic issues. The fact is, those who try anal sex, often end up equating it on a level with vaginal sex. It can be that erotic.” Standing there in the aisle, she had begun feeling aroused. She felt her butt wiggling at the thought of having something shoved inside it. It was somewhere between erotic and scary. She had shivered. I wonder which I would be?
That night, after dinner, they sat together and Karen pulled out the book. She and Matt read some passages together. She could see Matt getting somewhat excited over the oral sex part. Karen checked: Yes, he was hard. She placed her hand on top of his pants, gently touching his hardening cock. “You like that oral sex part, Honey. I can, um, tell………..” she had purred. Matt grunted, smiling. He was responding. Matt turned a page, even under her playing and Karen decided she enjoyed this. Playing with Matt’s cock while he read a book made things sort of, well, slutty and role-like: like a slave to her Master, feeling him up while he was busy doing other things. She began getting very wet. Looking up at Matt, she began unzipping him. He did not move, reading away on something she knew he must have found compelling. She pulled out his cock, spreading his jeans and opening, pulling his long hard cock out and looking at it. She was utterly preoccupied, suddenly. His cock seemed so delicious-looking. She felt some new and arousing sensations. She leaned in and closed her lips around his cock.
Matt was panting. He laid the book down and sat, transfixed by her movements. It was hot and he showed it. He oput his hands in her hair and even forced her down, farther onto his cock. She purred, loving it for some reason, remembering suddenly the mouth fucking bit in the book. She was getting it. She was liking it. But Matt seemed to have another idea.