Like a cheesy money grabbing Hollywood prequel, I thought it would be interesting to go back to the very start to discuss what led to me suspect and soon found out about my wife's kinks regarding MFM.

For my birthday Alexa had arranged for a long weekend break in a large rented cottage in Scotland with a number of my friends. Many of us were couples apart from my friend who I will refer to as J. He was my closest friend and he was always in any event and the fact he was the only single person didn't particularly bother him.

The weekend wasn't intended or planned as a dirty weekend, with the intention 9f having a lot of enjoyable meals, discussions and countless board games. On the near to the end of the break we all went out to a nearby farm shop to pick up some final groceries for the last meal when my wife picked up a bottle of strawberry wine. Intrigued by the different flavour she suggested taking a bottle or two back to the cottage to go after the meal.

Suffice to say we returned back to the cottage and had a great meal with games and laughs before the vast majority of my friends stating they needed to go bed due to long drive home tomorrow. Leaving myself, Alexa and J downstairs playing Jenga.

Alexa at this point had been knocking back the strawberry wine, having had a taste for it and became tipsy but not drunk. As we played Jenga and noticing how terrible she was I suggested making the game more interesting and said if the block fell the loser had to take an item of clothing off. Alexa joked about it and carried on. Before long Alexa pulled the wrong block and the tower came crashing down. I looked at Alexa and told her to lose an item of clothing. Her objections were clearly half hearted and she soon pulled off her tights leaving a short dress with polo neck on underneath.

Alexa lost soon again and removed her polo top, leaving herself in bra and dress. Clearly distracted by the slight show of her cleavage as her dress hung low due previously having a polo top on underneath, J and I began to lose a number of games leaving us with just our pants on. Then Alexa lost. We anticipated the bra to be off but without warning she slipped under her dress and flicked her thong across the room. Her dress prevented anything being seen but the sight of her slipping her thong off was incredibly hot.

Alexa lost her final game and became hesitant but then flashed her boobs before covering up and picking up her thong, whilst red faced stating its time to go to bed.

We laughed and joked, then J went to bed leaving Alexa and I downstairs. I took the opportunity to kiss Alexa. She instantly responding kissing me back as I slipped my hand up her skirt. She had already put her thong back on prior to this point and I was nearly floored with how wet it was. It was soaking. She has previously been really turned on, but never to the point where her thong was this damp.

I teased her about how much it must have turned her on, but without a word spoken and she pushed me to the couch, whipped out my cock and slid me in. I went in without any effort or struggle. Feeling how turned on she was, was too much for me and I came within minutes as she rode me as hard as she could.

We kissed, joked and went to the bedroom both stripping naked ready for bed. We walked into the ensuite bathroom and as we brushed our teeth, my wife still tipsy and horny began to back her arse into my crotch whilst she stared at us both in the reflection of the bathroom. I instantly became hard again and with the easy one out of the way, began to fuck her around the bathroom and bedroom. Alexa was a wild animal wanting me to fuck her in any position and taking it deep down her throat and pussy. I knew what was driving her wild and for a split second considered grabbing my mate out of his room so we could spit roast Alexa, however I stopped in case one of the other couples heard me. Instead I proceeded to fuck my wife hard until I filled her up with my second load.

For the next week Alexa claimed she couldn't remember anything of the night in question due to being too drunk. However, when I briefly mentioned it again she responded by pulling my pants down and demanding I fucked her there and then in the kitchen. It just then became a slow process of getting her to confess fully her kink of wanting to be taken MFM.