A New Beginning

[buymeagoat]

Preface:

This is fiction. Let me know what you think. I ate my wife while she read it the first time.

A New Beginning: The Story of Lisa and Eric

This is a story about breaking away from the molds of typical married sexuality. We are conditioned, by society, to believe we should only have sex with our marriage partner. We’re taught that having sex outside of the marriage is wrong. However, this has not always been the case through history. Cuckolding is about breaking those stereotypical boundaries and moving into a more sexually fulfilling marriage. His main source of sexual energy is the thought of another, more sexually capable man, making love to the woman who has agreed to spend the rest of her life with him. For a submissive man, much like myself, it is possibly the most beautiful thing in the world. It isn't that the husband doesn't desire his wife sexually. Quite to the contrary. Often times a cuckold desires her so much that he believes he doesn't deserve her sexually. Most women are opposed to the thought at first. They think to themselves, “How could I hurt my husband like that? Does he want me to sleep with other men because he wants to sleep with other women?” In fact, many women who decide to take the plunge report a level of sexual fulfillment they never imagined. As a consequence, most women state that they love their husbands even more for encouraging and allowing them to explore their sexuality extra-maritally.

When I met Lisa, she had no sexual experience. She’d never kissed another man much less had one inside of her. All she has ever known is my tiny penis and below average love making skills. On top of that, I did little to treat her properly after we were married. While I yearned for her to make love to another man, I knew there was no chance unless I could build up all the trust I spent years breaking down. Our marriage had become so diseased that even normal sex was difficult. I knew things had to change and it had to start with me. I resolved to treat Lisa better.

One evening, while driving home from my uncle’s house, it dawned on me what had to be done. All at once I realized what a wonderful, beautiful woman I had. I questioned myself: Why was I being such a jerk instead of enjoying her partnership? I decided it that any change had to start with my sexuality. A man must fall in love with his wife on a daily basis. It elevates the marriage from the doldrums encountered in every day life. In order for a man to fall in love with his wife over and over again, it must start in the bedroom. He must worship her body to the exclusion of his own making sexual fulfillment. Initially, it was awkward for Lisa. She was hesitant to believe my actions and thoughts were for real. Many times in the past I promised change and didn’t follow through. This time was I was certain things would be different. I worked, struggled and worked some more in order to gain Lisa’s trust. After about two years, she was able to initiate making love with me and enjoy it without fear of getting hurt. Everything was going great.

After a while, our love making became stale. Many times I was unable to keep my erection long enough for making love to be satisfying for Lisa. Instead of pursuing better sex, we just let it wane. I still ate her on a regular basis but didn’t ask to enter her and she didn’t invite me. I was relegated to masturbating my tiny penis while she slept by my side. She never seemed to be dissatisfied as Lisa never claimed to enjoy intercourse with me, anyway. Most of the time sex was something she endured until I came. I think it was because I’m small and her cunt is large. Even when fully erect, I can slip right into her where most men need to slowly work themselves into a woman. Lisa didn’t think about what she was missing as she had nothing to compare it to. No other man had been in bed with her.

Time passed. About two years later, Lisa got the itch to o to grad school. She applied at Saint Thomas for her Doctoral degree in Theology. I had wanted her to take this step for several years. I was proud of her decision to further her education. I’ve always been proud of her. She is so smart, beautiful and talented. I was certain she would do very well and impress all of her teachers.

The classes met every other weekend each semester. This required Lisa to find a place to stay from Friday afternoon to Sunday evening. The school gave the option of staying in a dorm room for $100 per weekend. We were already strapped financially as it was. Finding $200 a month just for lodging on top of books, gas, food and tuition was going to be hard. We agreed that we’d get by until she could find a place close by the school.

We knew this was going to be hard for us emotionally. I had to stay home with the children while she went to school. I have never really handled being apart from Lisa all that well. I’ve had issues with abandonment. I’ve learned to trust her, though. Many nights we’ve stayed up late hashing out our fears and desires. We had both come a long way. Being apart every other weekend was still going to be hard, though.

Before the start of the first weekend, Lisa called from work asked that I pack her suitcase as she was in a hurry. I deviously agreed. I packed some tight-fitting shirts, tight pants, lacy bra and hip-cut underwear. For pajamas, I included a teddy we recently purchased. I also put in some makeup so that she could be sure to look her best while at school. While packing, I stumbled upon some condoms we had laying around. An idea dawned on me. This could be a perfect opportunity for Lisa. She was going to be away for the weekend by herself. I was sure there were plenty of attractive men around campus whose heads she would turn. After all, Lisa is by far one of the most attractive women I’ve ever seen. Of course I didn’t expect anything to happen. On a whim, I decided to put a few in her suitcase without saying anything.

The first weekend was uneventful. She came back with more vigor than I expected, however. While she was excited about her new classes, she was a bit irked about the clothing I packed. It ended up being a good thing, though, as she felt more self-confident and attractive.

We had a typical two weeks with nothing eventual occurring. I taught piano and did my other jobs. Lisa went to work and various meetings. All in all, it was our typical life. When the next weekend arrived, I packed the same ensemble of items. Little did I know what was up ahead of us.

Lisa arrived at school Friday afternoon, unpacked her stuff and dashed off to her first class. I got a call from her that evening. We discussed how class went and whether the drive there was interesting. When our discussion came to a lull, she told me of a man she met named Eric. According to her, Eric has ear length blond hair, a bit taller than she is, slim with no facial hair. He appeared to be in his mid 30s and attending Law school at Saint Thomas. In addition to attending school, he is also a sculptor and writer. They met while she was asking directions to a particular classroom. As she turned to away, he turned and asked if she’d like to get together that evening. Not knowing what to say, Lisa blurted out “Sure!” That evening they went out for a meal and drinks.

After classes, around seven, they met at a pub near campus. Lisa said Eric couldn’t take his eyes off of her throughout the evening (to be expected). She was wearing a tight blue satin shirt with a low-cut neck and red pants. About 10:30 she told him she had to get back to her room and get some sleep. He asked if they could get together again the next night at his place to hang out. Lisa agreed stating that she’d “love to”. He hugged her goodnight and off she went.

During class the next day, Lisa found herself thinking of Eric and how charming he was. He had a smile and deep brown eyes that few women could resist. His blond hair was about ear length and danced haphazardly about his face when he talked. As they talked, he exhibited a strong yet welcoming personality. Throughout the evening he interspersed witty commentary about life while discussing philosophy, religion and the Catholic Church. Eric was the quintessential Renaissance man.

The next evening rolled around and Lisa found herself at Eric’s apartment. It was a well-kept apartment with modern décor. He had 2 male cats, Jericho and Melvin, which roamed around the apartment. She said his apartment was a very cozy, welcoming place. After taking her coat off, she sat on the couch while Eric poured some wine. He sat next to her and they talked for about two hours touching on many of the topics from the previous night. Lisa kept catching herself staring at his body secretly wishing he’d touch her. It wouldn’t take long for that wish to come true. He was talking about something random and sort of laughing and happened to put his hand near hers. In a moment of impulse, she put her hand on top of his. They both immediately stopped talking and looked at each other. He moved slowly towards her and gently kissed her lips. She felt a sudden urge to pull back. It felt both very wrong and very right. She knew I wanted this but at the same time wrestled with the moral implications. She reasoned that a kiss wasn’t so harmful, though, and let him dissolve her barriers.

That kiss wasn’t just a kiss, though. Several years of wondering what another man feels like were dammed up inside of Lisa. She just had to know what the passions of another felt like. She submitted to Eric’s caress as he kissed her face. She wanted to push him away but at the same time wanted him to touch every part of her. Lisa just closed her eyes and let the experience occur. He touched her body in ways only an experienced lover knows how. Pulling her closer, he kissed her neck and massaged her legs. All at once she found herself losing time, lost in the touches of Eric. Without really noticing, he had removed her shirt and tossed it aside along with her bra. He gently circled her breasts with his fingers. She never knew she could feel so beautiful with a man before. There wasn’t the emotional baggage that came with me. Lisa felt sexually free for the first time in her life. She decided she needed to experience everything with him.

In between all of Eric’s masterful touches, Lisa managed to ask him if they could bring this to the bedroom where it would be more comfortable. He quickly complied and led her to his room. She lay down on the comforter and unzipped her pants. He dimmed the lights slightly and moved in to continue his ministrations. Lisa felt like she was in heaven. It was so blissful that she found it hard to breathe at times. She was an adult woman who was experiencing unhindered making love for the first time in her life.

Eric lifted Lisa’s hand and led it to his pants. She found them unzipped and ready for access. She began to trace her hand along his stomach down to his penis when she was startled. Apparently, his penis was well above the waistband of his underwear. She quickly opened her eyes to get a better look. His penis was at least six inches if not closer to eight. She wasn’t used to a penis this large. Lisa kind of giggled as she pulled it out and stroked it. It took both of her hands to cover it. She joked with him that she could fit my entire penis in her hand without any problems. He just smiled and chuckled.

Lisa had a sudden and unexpected epiphany to suck Eric. This isn’t a feeling she ever had with me. She looked at Eric and coyly asked, “I don’t do this sort of thing with my husband. Would it be ok if I sucked on your penis?” Laughing, he rolled over on the bed and pulled his underwear down. Before beginning, she decided it best to take off her pants, too. She fully intended on making love to him before the night was over. She rolled on to her right side, propped herself up on her right arm and ran her left hand along the shaft. She told him it was “very nice and warm.” It was a dark red with a large mushroom head and strong shaft that sprung up from a light bush of blonde pubic hair. She circled her tongue around the head until Eric started to moan. Getting up on her knees, she slowly took more and more of his manhood into her mouth. She started out slowly and built up to a faster pace. After a few minutes she running out of energy which was fine since Eric was close to cumming, anyway. In other words, she wanted him to cum from intercourse.

It was Lisa’s turn to be serviced. Having previous shed her clothing, she lay with her head on the pillows and her legs spread, exposing her beautiful bush. Eric moved between her legs, licking and kissing them as he approached her love nest, much like I do. He stopped for a moment to admire her. Lisa felt momentarily self-aware and asked Eric if everything was ok. Eric simply stated, “You are a beautiful woman, Lisa. Your husband is a very lucky woman. If I had found you first, you’d be mine.” A rush of warmth came over her body. This was better than she imagined it would be like to make love to another man. She smiled and pulled his head between her legs with one hand and spread her herself with the other. He dove right in licking every inch. He pushed his tongue into her, tasting her juices. I know from experience that she is a magnificent tasting woman. Very few compare. It wasn’t long before Eric had Lisa cumming. She arched her back and pushed into his mouth as she came.

Exhilarated from having cum by another man, Lisa wanted the rest of the package. Eric pulled a condom from the drawer of the nightstand next to the bed. He ripped open the package and rolled it on. Since he is 2-3 inches longer than I am, it wasn’t a problem. I often have a problem condoms aren’t designed for men as short as I am resulting in a lot of extra condom by my pubic hair which is sometimes uncomfortable and embarrassing. Maneuvering himself between her legs, he pushed the head into her spread lips. His extra length meant she didn’t need a pillow with him as she does with me. He looked into her eyes with a gentleness mirrored in his love making process. Eric was patient as she accommodated the extra girth she wasn’t accustomed to. Lisa said it wasn’t painful, just awkward. However, it felt great overall because there wasn’t a fear of negative repercussions she sometimes had with me if our making love failed. She pulled her legs up spread them further apart in an effort to help him slip in more easily. She was easily wet enough. After about 5 minutes, he was entirely in her, their pubic hairs entangling like hundreds of lovers long for each other. Eric remarked how beautiful their contrasting pubic hair was. Lisa has long, beautiful pubic hair that often looks like it is reaching out to pull someone into her. I can fully understand Eric’s infatuation as I’m sure it was definitely reaching out for him.

They slowly rocked back and forth while Eric remained full buried in Lisa. She muttered something about how it “felt completely different than making love with Tony.” She actually felt filled and could feel every part of her stretch. Even just the smallest thrusting brought tingles up her spine. At that moment she remembered back to our dating days when she wanted to try different positions. I was reluctant as I am too small to penetrate a woman in any position other than missionary. She asked Eric if they could try something different. She lay on her side and asked him to come from behind her. She pulled her leg up and he pushed into her. Forgetting for a moment that she is not yet used to his size, she let out a gasp as he filled her. Eric began thrusting slowly then accelerating. Lisa tilted her head back as the waves of pleasure filled her body. Making love had NEVER felt like this before. She unknowingly stammered that she wished making love “could be like this with Tony”. Eric just put his arm around her and massaged her breasts and he pushed inside of her.

Lisa wanted to try more positions with him but realized it was getting late and I would be wondering why she hadn’t called yet. Looking over her shoulder, she kissed Eric and asked him to cum. She wanted his cum flowing inside of her. She wanted to connect as fully as she could with this wonderful man. She adored the way he made her feel. However, it wasn’t practical as she could become pregnant or worse, get an STD. He built up speed which caused Lisa’s mouth to open as she whimpered. An odd feeling surged inside her. She was having an orgasm from intercourse! Arching her back, she let out a deep moan. She reached her hand back and clutched onto Eric as her body spasmed in orgasm. Eric came quickly after. Unable to contain herself from the flood of emotion, she began to cry. She had never felt so good while having making love.

Eric held tightly onto Lisa, still touching and kissing her body. Lisa arched her butt into Eric in a desire to spoon. Immediately she felt guilty for having made love to another man. She turned to Eric and told him of her feelings. He grasped her hand, looked into her eyes and said “Lisa, you are a woman of divine beauty. You should never feel guilty for the desires you bring out in men. Adore it. Experience it. You are a beautiful child of God. I’m grateful I had the chance to have this deep, spiritual experience this with you. Everything is, and will be, ok.” With that, he pulled her closer, Lisa nuzzling her head into his chest.

Wanting to call me and alleviate any worry, Lisa told Eric she had to leave. He was worried I would be upset with what happened. Lisa reassured Eric everything would just fine as I’m ok with her doing this. She kissed Eric goodbye, put on her clothes and returned to her dormitory.

Minutes later Lisa was back in her dorm room and on the phone with me.

“Hey dear, how was your day?” I said.

“It went very well. I met with Eric again. This time we went over to his place. I’m not sure how to tell you this so I’ll just say it. He kissed me and we ended up making love in his bed.”

There was silence on the phone for about 30 seconds, neither of us knowing what to say. My mouth went dry, my stomach knotted up and my penis started to stir.

Lisa asked, “Are you upset with me? I thought this was what you wanted.”

Grasping for words, I managed to say, “Ummm…wow. Are you serious? You really did it? Are you saying that I’m a cuckold now?”

“I don’t know if you are a cuckold, but yes, I really did it. I was very nervous and somewhat scared. I didn’t feel that what Eric and I were doing was ok but I decided I’d let it happen anyway.”

Realizing I had yet to reassure her, I said, “To answer your question as to whether I’m upset with you for making love to Eric: absolutely not. I think it is beautiful. You are a gorgeous woman who deserves to know what it is like to make love without all the baggage of our relationship. It is important that you explore you sexuality. How do you feel this will affect our sex life?”

“I’m not sure. I have to think about it. Remember, it takes me longer than you to process stuff. What do you think?” Lisa quickly replied.

“Well, given our painful past, it might be best if we put our sexual life on hold while you explore your sexuality with Eric. I’ve hurt you a lot which has put such a damper on our sexuality together. Think of it like a retreat. That way any sex you have right now can be pleasurable and a genuinely positive experience. After you feel confident in yourself sexually, we can resume doing little things sexually until you are ready to make love to me again.

Lisa thought for a moment. Having collected her thoughts, she said, “I don't know. I don't want to hurt you by denying you sex. I still have to think about it. You might be right. I mean, until recently I’ve never really felt like an active participant with you. There is still a lot of hesitancy when I'm with you. Being with Eric could help me overcome that. Even if this does improve our marriage, I doubt I will ever be as carefree in making love to you as you want me to be.”

“Trust me, you will not hurt me. I've learned so much about how to treat a woman properly from the men and women involved in cuckold relationships on the message boards. One of the reasons I changed so much is because of my strong desire for you to cuckold me. It helped to put me in a submissive position to you and make sure you are taken care of before my needs. That is part of what being a cuckold is. It is a sexual submissiveness to one's wife. After talking with men online, I've learned I can accept a longer period of time where we don't have any sort of sex as long as I know it is benefiting you. You are who I care about. I can also accept a less than stellar sexual relationship with you as long as I know you are being satisfied by other avenues. I’m so happy you found a way to discover yourself sexually and help the healing process.”

I continued, “So, do you think he is attractive?”

Lisa embarrassingly said, “I think he is, yes. He’s a bit taller than I am, thin, with ear-length blond hair. I’m guessing he’s around 35. He’s studying law at Saint Thomas. I think I told you this stuff before.”

“It sounds like you are interested in him. I know you need someone at least as tall as you are. I hate to ask, but is his penis bigger than mine?”

“Well, I don’t think that really matters.”

Ever curious, I said, “I’m just wondering if he was.”

“Yes, he is bigger than you are.” Lisa knew full well it mattered. It just felt different. She was filled in a way she’d never been before. His size made love making even better after their rhythms intensified. But, in the end, it didn’t matter that he was bigger. What mattered was the experience.

“Well, I’m really proud of you, Lisa. I hope you had a good time.”

“Yeah, I had a good time. Eric is a really nice guy. I felt safe with him. I think this could be a way that we could save money, too. I could stay with him while I’m going to school. Would that be okay with you? I don’t want to make you jealous.”

Lisa knew full well that would be okay with me. She was just asking to reassure herself. “Yes, that is just fine with me,” I said. “You could leave some clothes, a toothbrush and other things you’ll need right in his apartment. It would make it less difficult to pack. So, how long did you guys make love?”

“I think it lasted around 2 hours. I’m not sure, though. When he kissed me, I wasn’t watching the clock. I kind of lost time after that.”

“Do you want to tell me about the details of what you did?” I asked, hoping she’d tell.

“No, not right now. I’m not sure how I want to handle all that. I think this is something just between Eric and I. I don’t want him to feel used. If I make love to him and run to you with the details, that devalues him as a person. I mean, you wouldn’t me to make love to you and then run to him and tell all about it, do you? I think it is only fair that when I make love to him, it is just he and I in his apartment and the details stay between us. That way he is valued as a person.”

“Yeah, I guess you are right. If it is something you want to keep between you two, that is fine. I’d just like to know a little bit of what goes on like when you make love or other things you guys do. Is that ok?”

“I have to think about it. It should be fine just to tell you those things. There is just a lot of information that I have to process right now. Don’t worry. I still love you very much. This doesn’t affect our marriage or how much I love you.”

She hit it on the head. Of course I am a bit worried this would change things. She’s such a caring person. I know she always considers me in what she does. I’m trying to do much of the same. “Yeah, I know you love me. I love you so much, Lisa dear. You know, for many years I didn’t find you attractive. It was my fault. I lost touch with you. It wasn’t that you weren’t attractive. It was that I didn’t want to be with you anymore and as a result, I wasn’t attracted to you anymore. I’m really sorry I did that. I’ve learned my lesson. You are such a beautiful woman. I know that a lot of women really enjoy this lifestyle because they can regain the attractive feeling they thought they lost. Did you feel anything like that while making love?”

“Yes, it was like when you and I were dating. I felt very attractive. Eric said I was glowing afterwards.”

It was getting late but I still had a few more questions for Lisa. “Do you think this will help our marriage? I mean, a lot of women feel empowered when they bring out this kind of lust in someone other than their husband. Of course you’ve always known your body could easily make a man erect. It is another thing to see it, though. I’m just wondering if it will help you in our marriage in knowing what you want.”

Lisa sort of laughed, saying, “I’ve always known what I’ve wanted. I want a husband who will take care of me the way I need to be taken care of. You’ve done a good job over the last few years and I appreciate that. I’m still building that trust with you. I’m not sure if this will help our marriage. I think it will. I feel a lot better about myself. I feel more attractive. I can see how it would help me feel more empowered. I don’t know, though. As I said, I have a lot to process.”

“Okay. Well, it is getting late. I’m sure you want to get some sleep. I appreciate your telling me. Maybe you should go back to Eric’s and sleep with him overnight to make sure this is what you want to do.”

“I might do that. It is kind of late, though. He is probably asleep.”

“I doubt he’s asleep after making love to you. Just give him a call and spend the night there.”

“Okay. I love you, Tony. I miss you, too. I’ll call you tomorrow before I come home.”

“Okay. I love you, too, Lisa dear. Sleep well with Eric.”

Lisa pulled out a slip of paper from one of her books. Scrawled on it was Eric’s number with a note that said “Call Me!” Her heart raced as she dialed the number. She wasn’t sure what she was going to say. He answered after about two rings. He knew it was Lisa right away because of caller ID. “Hey Eric, I was wondering if I could spend the night over there. Would that be okay?” asked Lisa. Without hesitation, Eric said, “Of course that is fine. I’d love to see you again. I was hoping you’d ask to stay. I’ll be over in about 5 minutes to pick you up.”

Lisa gathered some of her things and put them in a plastic bag she had in her suitcase. She went outside and waited for Eric to show up. She ran her hand through her hair in a self-conscious manner. A street lamp illuminated the otherwise dark street. A black Buick Rendezvous approached her and man got out. It was him! He got out, gave Lisa a big hug and opened her car door. Inside she stepped and off they went back to his apartment.

Upon arriving, Lisa realized she forgot her pajamas. All she had were the clothes she was wearing. Eric told her not to worry as they would be warm enough in his bed. He had a very thick, beige down comforter which he assured her would be sufficient. “I guess that will have to do,” said Lisa. She went into the bathroom just off the bedroom while Eric went to the kitchen to pour a glass of wine. Lisa brushed her teeth and removed her clothing save for her bra and underwear. She folded her clothes and placed them on the floor of the bedroom and climbed into bed. Eric returned after a few minutes and handed her a glass of white wine which Lisa abruptly sipped. He set his glass on the nightstand by the bed and removed all his clothing. It was clear when he walked into the room that his penis was already getting hard. Lisa blushed slightly and felt a tingle through her legs. Memories of making love to me in college rushed back. With Eric, she promised herself, it wouldn’t be emotionally painful.

Eric pulled back the comforter on his side of the bed and sat next to Lisa. Admiring her body, he looked into her eyes saying, “I am a very fortunate man, Lisa. You are so beautiful.” He ran his hand through her hair and kissed her lips. “His lips feel so different from Tony’s,” she thought. He lacked any facial hair which made the kiss that much smoother. He grabbed his glass and took a sip of wine. The bed had a large headboard which would allow a tall person to sit comfortably against. Both Lisa and Eric were propped up against the headboard.

Lisa was nervous. She didn’t know whether she should touch him or whether she should wait. When she and I make love, I normally do the seducing while she lays back and tries to enjoy it. All of her wondering soon ended as Eric took her hand and put it on his stomach. She came closer to him and rubbed his body, feeling his legs all the way up to his shoulders. His hands ran down her back while the other gently massaged her right breast. Lisa closed her eyes and started to kiss his stomach. For a moment she lost her breath as Eric began to remove her underwear. When they were completely off, he lay on his back and pulled her moistness towards his mouth which resulted in Lisa being face to face with his penis. She’d only done a 69 once before and that was way back when she was dating me. Neither of us knew what we were doing at the time. Clearly, Eric knew what he was doing. Her pubic hair was practically dripping with the wetness as he dove in to eat, her honey covering his face. All at once, Lisa remembered that she had never made love twice in one day. She always figured she would be too tired after the first time. With Eric’s gentle touch, however, it was far too easy to make love a second time. She put her mind at ease and returned to licking his shaft.

While Eric lovingly ate her, Lisa’s head was bobbing up and down on his manhood. It was larger than mine so she could only get about a third of it in her mouth. That was just fine for Eric. It didn’t take long before Lisa’s hip bucked backwards from orgasmic bliss. As if by instinct based on how we make love, she climbed off him, lay down and spread her legs in preparation for intercourse. Instead, he asked her to flip over. There was a backrub in store. “Oh goody!” she thought. As he started to rub his hands on her back, she turned to him and said, “I really like backrubs. My husband doesn’t give me enough of them.” Smiling, he started at her shoulder blades and worked out towards her shoulders. Lisa thought to herself, “He had to have taken a massage therapy class to be this good,” pondered Lisa. He massaged her lower back, then her butt, then her legs and finally her feet. After what seemed like forever, he started all over again. By the time he was done, nearly 30 minutes later, she was completely relaxed.

Eric took a condom from the drawer of the nightstand and quickly rolled it on. He had no problems as he was still hard from the excitement of touching Lisa’s body. Instead of having her roll over to make love missionary style, he parted her legs and put a pillow under her stomach. He was going to take her from behind. Lisa remembered trying this position with me once. I continually slipped out and was unable to penetrate very far given how short I am. Eric, on the other hand, had plenty of length and was able to push deep inside of her, sending her reeling from the pleasure. She loved being in these new positions as they felt so different and exciting. Lisa closed her eyes and let the exhilaration overtake her.

As before, Eric started slowly allowing her time to accommodate his girth. While she is larger than most every other woman, it was still took a while to bury himself in her. She was basically a virgin in this new experience. After a few minutes of rocking their hips back and forth to loosen her up, he started to gently make love to her. Lisa’s breasts swayed as the two of them rocked back and forth like two lovers meant for each other from the beginning of time. I wish I could’ve been there but that would have been inappropriate. They went on like that for a good 30 minutes, speeding up and slowing down as their bodies found each other’s rhythms.

After a while, Lisa felt a swell come over her body. She was having yet another orgasm from intercourse. She let it come on naturally. It built and built until finally she let out a loud whimper that kept on for several minutes. Dizzy with pleasure, she begged him not to stop. She wanted all of him in her; she wanted this moment to last. Hearing Lisa orgasm was too much for Eric. If not for the condom separating them, her womb would have been flooded with the seed produced by their love making. They rested for a few minutes; Lisa sprawled out on her stomach with Eric’s head in the middle of her back. He finally rolled off her and lay next her. She cuddled up against him and they quickly fell asleep, feeling safe and protected in his arms. As she fell asleep, she thought about what happened that day. For the first time, she made love without emotional baggage. She remembered a statement she made to me a few years before. We were lying in bed after having decided not to have sex because she was too anxious. Lisa felt hopeless that anything would ever change for her emotionally. At that moment, she suggested that maybe having a sexual relationship outside of marriage would help her enjoy making love again. “I really think this is going to help me,” she thought. “I’ve never felt so alive and free as when I was making love to Eric.”

At the end of the day, I knew she still loved me as her husband and friend. She felt secure knowing I loved her more than anything or anyone in the world and would fight to the end of time for her.

[buymeagoat]

Does anyone have any comments?

[allengt]

Does anyone have any comments?

It is rather long so I have not had time to read it yet. When I do I will comment.

[HerLittleGuy]

I thought it was a cute story, and fairly well written. I got the impression that I was missing a bit of the 'back story' though. Hubby and wife were recovering from something in their past. I was left wondering exactly what the emotional baggage was about.

I do plan on asking my Mrs to read it with me. I like the way you describe the elevated status a cuck would have for his Mrs.

HLG

[buymeagoat]

I thought it was a cute story, and fairly well written. I got the impression that I was missing a bit of the 'back story' though. Hubby and wife were recovering from something in their past. I was left wondering exactly what the emotional baggage was about.

I do plan on asking my Mrs to read it with me. I like the way you describe the elevated status a cuck would have for his Mrs.

HLG

I'm glad you liked it. My wife first read it while I was eating her. She came pretty hard afterwards. The only comment she had, however, was it is well written. That rather disappointed me. I'm going to be writing part 2 and 3. I have them pretty much mapped out in my mind.

There was stuff in there that described what happened in the past but it was a little too personal. My wife and I had a terrible marriage for the first 5 years. The past 3 years have been wonderful largely thanks to my willingness to change and live my life. This is a story using both real-life and fantasy. Clearly, the parts relating to her sleeping with Erik are fantasy. The problems with our marriage and her theological background are not. ...and no, she is not a conservative religious zealot....quite the opposite.

[HerLittleGuy]

Thanks. I'm looking forward to the next parts. We've been busy, so my Mrs still hasn't read it Maybe tonight?

HLG

[OOAA]

Fantastic story!!!!!!!!!