My wife is insatiable!

Maria was often seen as innocent and demure by most of her peers when she finally started working in an office setting, her colleagues told her that she seems really sweet and that her parents probably did not have any problems raising her as she just seemed really down to earth. She doesn’t blame them for thinking that way, everything about her just seems so soft and gentle in nature, like she was born to be a mother or to care for others— she had this overprotective aura about her, and everyone who has ever met her as an adult has said that they feel much safer when she is around them. She appreciates the sentiment, loves it even, she likes that others can be this comfortable around her and she could help them easily in any way she can since she harbors their trust that much– it made her feel like she was worth something, that she actually amounts to something. Maybe it is unhealthy to base almost all of her self worth on others and how they see her, but she just can’t help but rely on their validation like they rely on her for solutions and assistance- though, she admits that there are times where it does get tiring and maybe a bit draining to do. Sometimes, she thinks that this will be all she ever will be in her life, someone that everyone puts on a pedestal for the crowds to admire and swoon at — almost like she’s but a mere Barbie doll placed on display for people to pick apart and touch, just pure entertainment. Maria has seen how others look at her when she passes them by, how their eyes just seem to follow her figure – how her juicy ass just bounces with every step that she takes and how her long red hair sways in the wind like it was paid to sift through every strand on her head. She sees how their own eyes brighten when they stare right into her dark hazel ones, how they just can’t dare to look away at the brilliance that are her pupils, almost like getting stuck in a trance as they just keep nodding as she continues talking to them, sometimes it feels like she’s talking to a wall because of it. She knows how beautiful she is, how others stop in their tracks when she flashes a smile and waves a hand, that even if she gained a little weight or shows that little pudge of a stomach that he has - they’re still there to stare at her, almost like she’s the personification of beauty itself. That’s why when she met Alex, who seemed mesmerized by her beauty as well at first, but immediately snapped out of it to give responses to what she was saying— she knew she was in love, that her heart was thrown out of the window and falling at a speed not even discovered yet. The fact that the man did seem stunned because of her beauty, but cares more about what she has to say than what she has to offer was just everything to her, it made her feel less alone in this world– and it made her want to propose right on the spot, to trap him inside of her arms and never let go. Maybe it was a bit selfish for her to think in that way, and maybe it was also as shallow as all of the men who fell in love with her just because of her looks, but she just knows that she loves each and every part of that man, and she would never let go if he would have her. Alex was as understanding as they could all be, he makes sure that Maria is alright with every single thing that he does and that they plan on doing together, he isn’t like other men that takes and takes whenever he wants to- and refuses to give when he's asked to give back. All of these facts and factors together are what made them fall in love hopelessly with each other, their lives turning significantly better when they met the other, and they only hoped that nothing but good would come after they held each other in their arms and promised an eternity together. But, despite Maria’s sweet demeanor and bright innocent eyes, she does actually have a bit of a past that others don't know about- her current chubby yet curvy body making them find it hard to believe that she has any bedroom experience other than with her husband. She actually didn’t want to take offense at it at first, understanding why they all thought way when it came to her, but it was hard to think about anything else when all those thoughts flooded her mind and forced her to confront them — mixing with the recent erotic thoughts she has been having on certain men she has met around their neighborhood. She couldn’t help it at all, it’s not that she wasn’t attracted to her husband or didn’t love him as much as he did her, but she has this deep bone ingrained cravings for c**k that just didn’t go away even if she tried to will it to disappear, it was just there at the back of her head. It was like it was chasing her, telling her that this isn’t something that she could run away from even if she wanted to do so, that ignoring it over and over again would only make the urge harder to control and keep inside – and that just made her lose her mind even more. So, she tried to put in more effort to just push the thoughts inside of her away, she starts by trying to get her husband to help her without even knowing he’s helping her, she tries to adjust their schedule and make it so that they were more intimate with each other than usual, that instead of the thrice a week schedule, they would be going at it every single day. Maria knows that her husband was confused about the sudden raise in s****l intimacy, but she also knows that he wants this to happen and that she’s only just really doing them a favor by adjusting their routine a little bit - and the results were apparent as they both seemed more relaxed and fresh when going outside. Even Maria’s friends at work have told her how her face started to glow more these days as they turn pesky, asking her over and over again what her skincare was and if she added anything different to her beauty routine or maybe completely changed her makeup style. Their routine continued for a few months more before she started to feel pent up again, almost like her body is punishing her for trying to find a loophole through the situation, like it’s pettily telling her “nice try!” then making her feel the shittiest she has ever been in her life. It didn't take long before her mind started to wander off on its own again, supplying her head with pictures she didn't know she needed. It started off with seeing the stretched out muscles of the mailman that comes by every morning to drop off their mail, then her eyes started picking up more details. Soon, she notices the bulge that is painfully strained and restricted by those tight pants of his, and how it grows even harder whenever she wears her nightgown out to greet him. Maria licked her lips at the thought of feeling up his muscles and grinding against that hard and delicious crotch of his just to figure out how it all feels. But then, the woman realizes how f****d up it is for her to thirst over other me lile this, like she doesn't have a husband she goes to bed with every night. The guilt and shame catches up to her as she puts herself down for thinking all of those naughty things about a man other than her husband. She wonders how he would react seeing her drooling over other men like this, wondering if his understanding nature would finally break as he yells in pain. Maria never wants to make her husband feel that way, she wants nothing more but the best for the both of them, and she doesn't want to destroy their relationship over some desires she's been having recently. The daily intimate sessions that they've been having do still help her in trying to rein herself in, she's grateful for that, so she tries to increase it until her husband starts to get wary of her again. She starts to believe that maybe this is her past life catching up to her, reminding her of the time she had a roster and had multiple samples at a time. She wasn't tied to one person only, she had a whole line that she could have fun with, just in case she got bored of her original f**k buddy. That was how she operated back then, and it seems like her body is still not used to the idea that she only has one person beside her right now. Her body is craving and searching for more, and she doesn't know how to tell it that she couldn't give it any more, at least not anymore. Alex obliged by trying to engage in intimacy twice a day, but when it turned to three times in just a span of a day - he started to become worried, his face contorting into fear as he tries to ask his wife if something was wrong, if how he did things wasn’t enough to satisfy her. Maria’s eyes widened when her husband asked that question, wondering if she was way too obvious and that he finally caught on to what she was feeling all of this time, but she quickly realized that he was only drawing conclusions from the change in their routine. And, it made her feel even more guilty by her thoughts and actions, because the reasoning that he jumped to was technically right when it is explained in a simple manner, but it was all deeper than that, and she just doesn’t know how to explain it in a way that was proper. So, instead, she decided to just smile at him and tell him that everything is alright, that she just wanted to shake things up and she seemed to miss him more and more since they both have jobs that they needed to tend to - that it was becoming harder for her to control herself.