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Marcus, Marc…
Jen and Marcus texted throughout the day. He asked a lot of questions about our experiences, me, how often we had done this, etc. The sexual tension rose significantly as the day progressed into evening. She was ready. Didn’t want to wait. I tempered her enthusiasm with some practical suggestions that we not jeopardize this by going too fast. He was amazed that he found us and that I was cool with all that was being being proposed. Jen made sure to lure him in with some sexy innuendo.
That night she tired me out. My dick had not been that sore in a while.
Over our morning coffee we discussed how we may have got lucky again. My tempered suggestions from the previous day resonated with her and she agreed we needed to take it slow. During their texts the day before some of the subject matter got racy and she let slip that I tend to clean her cream pies. He did not react either way and I felt that she might put too much in front of him to digest. After all that might not resonate with the average guy. Could have turned him off.
They texted all day long while she was at work. It got more and more sexual as the day went on. He was all about it. He wanted to check the threesome box.
At the end of the day we all ended up at the gym, not by coincidence. I am not sure how thorough the two of them got of a workout. They were spending more time talking than moving muscles. I had to work out in order to keep my sanity as I watched the two of them. The sexual tension was almost unbearable for all three of us.
In the locker room the scene was the same as before. Post shower Marc, as he preferred to be called, was asking me questions while I was seated on the bench and he was standing buck ass naked in front of me. Curious questions about Jen and I. He was intrigued by the dynamic. Then out of the blue he asked me a question that I was not prepared for. “Do you suck cock too?”. I was at a loss for words. After some stammering I replied “I never have”. Later I could not fathom how this became my answer instead of something more definitive.
He was parked in the lot next to us and the two of them were side by side during the walk to our vehicles. Standing at our cars we all discussed the desire to make it happen. Jen was fidgety and her nipples were poking through her top. They wanted to set a date. I proposed Friday after work, dinner, drinks at our house. I could tell by their expressions that was too far out for the tension that overhung all of us. Thursday then? Agreed. One day to go and this experiment was happening.
Things were moving fast now. He would not even have his testing done by then. It did not matter to Jen, she was already ok with him. They texted the whole ride home.
When we arrived I made drinks for us and supper. She was glued to her phone. I was expecting another long night between her legs.
Jen and Marcus texted throughout the day. He asked a lot of questions about our experiences, me, how often we had done this, etc. The sexual tension rose significantly as the day progressed into evening. She was ready. Didn’t want to wait. I tempered her enthusiasm with some practical suggestions that we not jeopardize this by going too fast. He was amazed that he found us and that I was cool with all that was being being proposed. Jen made sure to lure him in with some sexy innuendo.
That night she tired me out. My dick had not been that sore in a while.
Over our morning coffee we discussed how we may have got lucky again. My tempered suggestions from the previous day resonated with her and she agreed we needed to take it slow. During their texts the day before some of the subject matter got racy and she let slip that I tend to clean her cream pies. He did not react either way and I felt that she might put too much in front of him to digest. After all that might not resonate with the average guy. Could have turned him off.
They texted all day long while she was at work. It got more and more sexual as the day went on. He was all about it. He wanted to check the threesome box.
At the end of the day we all ended up at the gym, not by coincidence. I am not sure how thorough the two of them got of a workout. They were spending more time talking than moving muscles. I had to work out in order to keep my sanity as I watched the two of them. The sexual tension was almost unbearable for all three of us.
In the locker room the scene was the same as before. Post shower Marc, as he preferred to be called, was asking me questions while I was seated on the bench and he was standing buck ass naked in front of me. Curious questions about Jen and I. He was intrigued by the dynamic. Then out of the blue he asked me a question that I was not prepared for. “Do you suck cock too?”. I was at a loss for words. After some stammering I replied “I never have”. Later I could not fathom how this became my answer instead of something more definitive.
He was parked in the lot next to us and the two of them were side by side during the walk to our vehicles. Standing at our cars we all discussed the desire to make it happen. Jen was fidgety and her nipples were poking through her top. They wanted to set a date. I proposed Friday after work, dinner, drinks at our house. I could tell by their expressions that was too far out for the tension that overhung all of us. Thursday then? Agreed. One day to go and this experiment was happening.
Things were moving fast now. He would not even have his testing done by then. It did not matter to Jen, she was already ok with him. They texted the whole ride home.
When we arrived I made drinks for us and supper. She was glued to her phone. I was expecting another long night between her legs.
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Thursday doesn’t work…
A full 24 hours separated us from a new phase of our journey. However after dinner she proposed going over to his place to “hang out for while”. Just her. I knew that she would not come home that night if she went but I was not going to deny her. I agreed and the jealousy and angst crept in around me unexpectedly. It came out of nowhere. Looking back it was most likely the anticipation of Thursdays plan that just got altered and I was not going to be involved. She couldn’t get out of the house fast enough.
And so it started. Sitting in my living room, beer in hand, cock out, slow stroking and going out of my mind imagining what she was doing. I realized then that as much as we avoided using the word I was in fact some sort of cuckhold. I was so looking forward to having a group experience and fully anticipating that. So when she changed the script abruptly it was a deflating moment.
I asked her to text me and let me know she was alright and his address as he texted it to her not me. 30 minutes later I got the all clear text and ironically he was only 15 minutes away from where we lived. I heard nothing from her until 10:30 pm. She said she was coming home shortly. She had been there for 3.5 hours at that point. I waited and she did not come “shortly”. 11:30 she arrived and looking at her reminded me of those first times when Jon started fucking her and she sheepishly came home.
At this point I was frustrated both mentally and sexually. She could tell I was a bit off so she grabbed my hand and led me to our bedroom. We began to undress and when she took off her underwear it was soaking wet and seriously slimy. My first introduction to Marc followed after her command to “eat it” as I descended between her legs and she laid down on the bed. My first experience with Marc’s cream pie instantly reminded me of Jon. I would come to find out later that his appearance in the locker room would be deceiving. He was a grower not a shower.
Her pussy was delightfully loose and wet. My angst was replaced with lust instantly upon entering her.
A full 24 hours separated us from a new phase of our journey. However after dinner she proposed going over to his place to “hang out for while”. Just her. I knew that she would not come home that night if she went but I was not going to deny her. I agreed and the jealousy and angst crept in around me unexpectedly. It came out of nowhere. Looking back it was most likely the anticipation of Thursdays plan that just got altered and I was not going to be involved. She couldn’t get out of the house fast enough.
And so it started. Sitting in my living room, beer in hand, cock out, slow stroking and going out of my mind imagining what she was doing. I realized then that as much as we avoided using the word I was in fact some sort of cuckhold. I was so looking forward to having a group experience and fully anticipating that. So when she changed the script abruptly it was a deflating moment.
I asked her to text me and let me know she was alright and his address as he texted it to her not me. 30 minutes later I got the all clear text and ironically he was only 15 minutes away from where we lived. I heard nothing from her until 10:30 pm. She said she was coming home shortly. She had been there for 3.5 hours at that point. I waited and she did not come “shortly”. 11:30 she arrived and looking at her reminded me of those first times when Jon started fucking her and she sheepishly came home.
At this point I was frustrated both mentally and sexually. She could tell I was a bit off so she grabbed my hand and led me to our bedroom. We began to undress and when she took off her underwear it was soaking wet and seriously slimy. My first introduction to Marc followed after her command to “eat it” as I descended between her legs and she laid down on the bed. My first experience with Marc’s cream pie instantly reminded me of Jon. I would come to find out later that his appearance in the locker room would be deceiving. He was a grower not a shower.
Her pussy was delightfully loose and wet. My angst was replaced with lust instantly upon entering her.
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Oh!Her pussy was delightfully loose and wet. My angst was replaced with lust instantly upon entering her.
What a wonderful surprise for Jen!I would come to find out later that his appearance in the locker room would be deceiving. He was a grower not a shower.
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And also for you too, Ray-Man.
A wonderful account.
A wonderful account.
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I love your attitude toward eating cream pie. A lot of the time it’s made out to be humiliating, but I don’t see it that way. It turns me on. I’d love to be in your position. Great writing.Ray-Man wrote: ↑Fri Oct 06, 2023 7:09 amThursday doesn’t work…
A full 24 hours separated us from a new phase of our journey. However after dinner she proposed going over to his place to “hang out for while”. Just her. I knew that she would not come home that night if she went but I was not going to deny her. I agreed and the jealousy and angst crept in around me unexpectedly. It came out of nowhere. Looking back it was most likely the anticipation of Thursdays plan that just got altered and I was not going to be involved. She couldn’t get out of the house fast enough.
And so it started. Sitting in my living room, beer in hand, cock out, slow stroking and going out of my mind imagining what she was doing. I realized then that as much as we avoided using the word I was in fact some sort of cuckhold. I was so looking forward to having a group experience and fully anticipating that. So when she changed the script abruptly it was a deflating moment.
I asked her to text me and let me know she was alright and his address as he texted it to her not me. 30 minutes later I got the all clear text and ironically he was only 15 minutes away from where we lived. I heard nothing from her until 10:30 pm. She said she was coming home shortly. She had been there for 3.5 hours at that point. I waited and she did not come “shortly”. 11:30 she arrived and looking at her reminded me of those first times when Jon started fucking her and she sheepishly came home.
At this point I was frustrated both mentally and sexually. She could tell I was a bit off so she grabbed my hand and led me to our bedroom. We began to undress and when she took off her underwear it was soaking wet and seriously slimy. My first introduction to Marc followed after her command to “eat it” as I descended between her legs and she laid down on the bed. My first experience with Marc’s cream pie instantly reminded me of Jon. I would come to find out later that his appearance in the locker room would be deceiving. He was a grower not a shower.
Her pussy was delightfully loose and wet. My angst was replaced with lust instantly upon entering her.
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I can't wait to see where this goes as it seems new boundaries are set to be crossed. Very exciting times.
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Thursday aftermath…
When we woke in the morning I was still horny. She on the other hand wanted to take a break in anticipation of our impending threesome that evening, which was still on despite her previous nights escapades. She knew that I was a little jolted the night before about her leaving me to go to him unexpectedly. She told me how much she loved me and thanked me for being the best about it. She disarmed me. I moved on instantly. It was this power she had over me now. She was in charge, but she was also considerate.
We had to get to work. It was so hard to do so. There was so much tension and anticipation in the air. He was texting her throughout the day. She was texting me throughout the day. I don’t think any of our employers got much out us.
We both arrived home early. 3:30. The impending meeting was heavy on our minds. We talked. What were we expecting from each other, from him, from the evening. She gave me the details from the previous night which amazingly we had not discussed yet. She said he was an aggressive lover. Just what she liked. Good at oral. A take control kind of guy. Fucked hard. Came a lot. Thick cock, not as thick as Brett’s though. He dick slapped her once he established that she was into domination. She encouraged him to “use” her. They fucked three times. He had stamina.
I concluded it was going to be a long night. She said he was going to want to see me eat a cream pie. No issue there. She said he was very into it. Very curious.
This started a conversation about me. We discussed my evolution during all of our experimenting. I conveyed to her my revelation while sitting on the couch the previous night. How I had never wanted to admit it or wear a label, that I was now some form of a cuckhold. She immediately agreed. I wasn’t expecting her to say so. I was expecting her to console me and help me to continue to deny it. She not only agreed but was happy with it. She enjoyed the power dynamic between us. It was a manifestation of her evolved confidence sexually. It really turned her on when she made demands of me such as “eat it”. She enjoyed being submissive to other men but relished her new dominance over me. These candid revelations gave me an erection and she noticed.
We both loved the dynamic. It was a somewhat natural evolution. Her denying me her ass, even though I did not want it, was a powerful expression of where I now stood in the relationship. The realization this was where we were as a couple was monumental. I had began eating other mens sperm from her pussy to please her, an extension of my desire to give her pleasure through oral. An act that I was good at. I now found that performing this act and cleaning up the jizz of others from my wife’s pussy was a wanton pleasure of mine. She said still at this point in time that her most powerful orgasms were from this activity, my tongue, her pussy.
When we woke in the morning I was still horny. She on the other hand wanted to take a break in anticipation of our impending threesome that evening, which was still on despite her previous nights escapades. She knew that I was a little jolted the night before about her leaving me to go to him unexpectedly. She told me how much she loved me and thanked me for being the best about it. She disarmed me. I moved on instantly. It was this power she had over me now. She was in charge, but she was also considerate.
We had to get to work. It was so hard to do so. There was so much tension and anticipation in the air. He was texting her throughout the day. She was texting me throughout the day. I don’t think any of our employers got much out us.
We both arrived home early. 3:30. The impending meeting was heavy on our minds. We talked. What were we expecting from each other, from him, from the evening. She gave me the details from the previous night which amazingly we had not discussed yet. She said he was an aggressive lover. Just what she liked. Good at oral. A take control kind of guy. Fucked hard. Came a lot. Thick cock, not as thick as Brett’s though. He dick slapped her once he established that she was into domination. She encouraged him to “use” her. They fucked three times. He had stamina.
I concluded it was going to be a long night. She said he was going to want to see me eat a cream pie. No issue there. She said he was very into it. Very curious.
This started a conversation about me. We discussed my evolution during all of our experimenting. I conveyed to her my revelation while sitting on the couch the previous night. How I had never wanted to admit it or wear a label, that I was now some form of a cuckhold. She immediately agreed. I wasn’t expecting her to say so. I was expecting her to console me and help me to continue to deny it. She not only agreed but was happy with it. She enjoyed the power dynamic between us. It was a manifestation of her evolved confidence sexually. It really turned her on when she made demands of me such as “eat it”. She enjoyed being submissive to other men but relished her new dominance over me. These candid revelations gave me an erection and she noticed.
We both loved the dynamic. It was a somewhat natural evolution. Her denying me her ass, even though I did not want it, was a powerful expression of where I now stood in the relationship. The realization this was where we were as a couple was monumental. I had began eating other mens sperm from her pussy to please her, an extension of my desire to give her pleasure through oral. An act that I was good at. I now found that performing this act and cleaning up the jizz of others from my wife’s pussy was a wanton pleasure of mine. She said still at this point in time that her most powerful orgasms were from this activity, my tongue, her pussy.
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He arrives…
Marc arrived promptly at 5:00. We had made dinner and served up some fruity mixed drinks to break the ice. His previous air of confidence was missing when he arrived. A couple drinks in it returned. Near the end of dinner while we were seated at the table I asked him point blank how did he like fucking Jen the night before? A grin appeared on his face and he said it was the best sex of his life. This instantly put a glow on Jen’s face. I then expressed that he had certainly put a lot of cum inside her.
This comment instantly peaked his interest. He asked directly if I had gone down on her when she returned home. I confirmed that she ordered me to and that I did as I was told. A broad grin appeared on his face and he said “That’s fucked up but so hot”. Then he followed up with “I can’t believe this it going to happen”. I said something to the effect that we were all excited about it. Jen chimed in at that point and said “You guys are making me really horny”.
That was it, it was time to get on with it. Marc asked how we were going to proceed and Jen wanted us to all go to our bedroom. Which we did right off. She had enough with the temptation and immediately took her clothes off once in the room. Marc and I simultaneously followed suit and that’s when I got my first look at him hard. He was somewhere in between Jon and Brett. A little longer than me, thicker and the nicest cock head I had seen. His piss hole was deep and seemed open. He was already leaking pre-cum. Jen swallowed his cock instantly.
From there it all seemed natural. I watched the two of them for a while before I joined in. He was all over her. He gave her oral for a while then he made way for me to go down on her. As I began to lick her he moved up near her face on the pillow and presented his cock to her lips. This went on for a bit and Jen came hard. At Marc’s suggestion we spit roast her. I in her mouth watching him fuck her hard from behind. I would pull my cock out of her mouth occasionally to prevent me from ejaculating. I was seriously aroused watching him fuck her. He asked if I wanted to swap places and I declined stating that I was enjoying watching him do her.
He fucked her for a long time. She was in a trance throughout the whole time he was in her. I kept up with the cycle of fucking her mouth and periodically pulling out to prevent myself from climaxing. He finally came inside her with a dramatic display of facial expressions and grunting. Jen with a heavy breath simply said “OMG”. He stayed inside her for a while enjoying that feeling post nut of her warmth. I knew what was coming next but before she gave me the command she turned round and took his swollen cock in her mouth and began cleaning him. He had the biggest smile on his face and was looking directly at me.
Jen flipped on her back, head on the pillow and looked at me and said “Eat it”. Marc moved off the side of the bed immediately and I got between her legs and dove in. Marc uttered just the word “Fuck”. It was Jon 2.0 down there. A lot of thick cum. Fresh. Strong aroma, bitter. Not the best but I was so turned on that I didn’t care. He watched intently while I cleaned up his mess from my wife’s pussy. I made sure to give him the show he wanted, cum on my nose and lips, diving my tongue deep into her to retrieve as much of their sex as possible. He moved up and began making out with Jen keeping and eye on me down below. He obviously had no problem kissing her after she cleaned his cock and balls with her mouth.
When I finished with her he already had his cock in her mouth trying to get hard again. At this point she repositioned herself for doggy and I entered her while he started fucking her mouth. I came too quickly but could not help it. When I exited her pussy and laid down on the bed next to them he switched and started fucking her again. For a long time. After he came the second time Jen worked my cock orally to get me up again. Just before I fucked her the second time I did briefly go down on her again in a state of high arousal. Not a normal thing for me. It was frankly a bit much with both of us having finished in her.
Marc arrived promptly at 5:00. We had made dinner and served up some fruity mixed drinks to break the ice. His previous air of confidence was missing when he arrived. A couple drinks in it returned. Near the end of dinner while we were seated at the table I asked him point blank how did he like fucking Jen the night before? A grin appeared on his face and he said it was the best sex of his life. This instantly put a glow on Jen’s face. I then expressed that he had certainly put a lot of cum inside her.
This comment instantly peaked his interest. He asked directly if I had gone down on her when she returned home. I confirmed that she ordered me to and that I did as I was told. A broad grin appeared on his face and he said “That’s fucked up but so hot”. Then he followed up with “I can’t believe this it going to happen”. I said something to the effect that we were all excited about it. Jen chimed in at that point and said “You guys are making me really horny”.
That was it, it was time to get on with it. Marc asked how we were going to proceed and Jen wanted us to all go to our bedroom. Which we did right off. She had enough with the temptation and immediately took her clothes off once in the room. Marc and I simultaneously followed suit and that’s when I got my first look at him hard. He was somewhere in between Jon and Brett. A little longer than me, thicker and the nicest cock head I had seen. His piss hole was deep and seemed open. He was already leaking pre-cum. Jen swallowed his cock instantly.
From there it all seemed natural. I watched the two of them for a while before I joined in. He was all over her. He gave her oral for a while then he made way for me to go down on her. As I began to lick her he moved up near her face on the pillow and presented his cock to her lips. This went on for a bit and Jen came hard. At Marc’s suggestion we spit roast her. I in her mouth watching him fuck her hard from behind. I would pull my cock out of her mouth occasionally to prevent me from ejaculating. I was seriously aroused watching him fuck her. He asked if I wanted to swap places and I declined stating that I was enjoying watching him do her.
He fucked her for a long time. She was in a trance throughout the whole time he was in her. I kept up with the cycle of fucking her mouth and periodically pulling out to prevent myself from climaxing. He finally came inside her with a dramatic display of facial expressions and grunting. Jen with a heavy breath simply said “OMG”. He stayed inside her for a while enjoying that feeling post nut of her warmth. I knew what was coming next but before she gave me the command she turned round and took his swollen cock in her mouth and began cleaning him. He had the biggest smile on his face and was looking directly at me.
Jen flipped on her back, head on the pillow and looked at me and said “Eat it”. Marc moved off the side of the bed immediately and I got between her legs and dove in. Marc uttered just the word “Fuck”. It was Jon 2.0 down there. A lot of thick cum. Fresh. Strong aroma, bitter. Not the best but I was so turned on that I didn’t care. He watched intently while I cleaned up his mess from my wife’s pussy. I made sure to give him the show he wanted, cum on my nose and lips, diving my tongue deep into her to retrieve as much of their sex as possible. He moved up and began making out with Jen keeping and eye on me down below. He obviously had no problem kissing her after she cleaned his cock and balls with her mouth.
When I finished with her he already had his cock in her mouth trying to get hard again. At this point she repositioned herself for doggy and I entered her while he started fucking her mouth. I came too quickly but could not help it. When I exited her pussy and laid down on the bed next to them he switched and started fucking her again. For a long time. After he came the second time Jen worked my cock orally to get me up again. Just before I fucked her the second time I did briefly go down on her again in a state of high arousal. Not a normal thing for me. It was frankly a bit much with both of us having finished in her.
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so hot. did it end there?
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Breathtaking!He fucked her for a long time. She was in a trance throughout the whole time he was in her.
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All night…
Up to this point we had been at it for hours. He in particular had incredible lasting ability. She was enjoying it fully. After he came the second time we all just cuddled, he on one side me on the other. I gently fingered her and he was making out with her and spending a lot of time with her breasts. Then like a dream I woke up and he was pounding her missionary sometime in the early morning hours.
I woke up first at daylight. They were both fast asleep, his leg folded over her thigh, cock resting on her hip and one hand cupped her left breast. His cock was fully erect, morning wood. I quietly got out of bed but lingered to look at them asleep, two beautiful bodies entwined. He had dominated the cuddling during the night. I slept off to the side.
As the coffee pot filled I heard them talking in the bedroom. I brought three cups of coffee and we sat in bed together talking about the previous evening. It all seemed so comfortable. He was new to us but it felt like we had an instant connection with him. It was likely due to his easy going and curious nature. We all had slept together in the same bed, something unusual for Jen and I. We were not at all uncomfortable with it and he was obviously relaxed with the situation as well. And we were all a mess. The roomed smelled heavily of sweat and sex.
Jen finished her cup of coffee and grabbed Marc’s hand leading him to the bathroom to “shower together”. They left the door open to the bathroom and his morning erection not abating she suggested he fuck her in front of the mirror. Her hands bracing herself on the edge of the sink vanity he entered her and she watched herself in the mirror get fucked from behind. I stood in the doorway with a raging hard on watching the porn show the two of them were putting on. It took forever but he filled her for a fourth time.
When he backed away and his cock dropped out of her. I was contemplating taking another poke at her pussy but she turned towards the shower and dialed the faucet on. In doing so her back was to me and I then noticed a long thick string of cum attached to her pussy and stuck six or so inches down on the inside of her thigh. Suspended between the two points of contact on her body. Its a sight I have never forgotten.
They showered together and then I alone. We made breakfast and then Marc left us for home. Throughout breakfast I had an annoying erection that would not abate. We talked about the experience and Jen was very happy with the encounter. She knew I was having issues with a persistent erection so she gave me a wonderful blow job while we were sitting on the couch.
So just like that we were back into the game but with new twists. But we had to get to work!
Up to this point we had been at it for hours. He in particular had incredible lasting ability. She was enjoying it fully. After he came the second time we all just cuddled, he on one side me on the other. I gently fingered her and he was making out with her and spending a lot of time with her breasts. Then like a dream I woke up and he was pounding her missionary sometime in the early morning hours.
I woke up first at daylight. They were both fast asleep, his leg folded over her thigh, cock resting on her hip and one hand cupped her left breast. His cock was fully erect, morning wood. I quietly got out of bed but lingered to look at them asleep, two beautiful bodies entwined. He had dominated the cuddling during the night. I slept off to the side.
As the coffee pot filled I heard them talking in the bedroom. I brought three cups of coffee and we sat in bed together talking about the previous evening. It all seemed so comfortable. He was new to us but it felt like we had an instant connection with him. It was likely due to his easy going and curious nature. We all had slept together in the same bed, something unusual for Jen and I. We were not at all uncomfortable with it and he was obviously relaxed with the situation as well. And we were all a mess. The roomed smelled heavily of sweat and sex.
Jen finished her cup of coffee and grabbed Marc’s hand leading him to the bathroom to “shower together”. They left the door open to the bathroom and his morning erection not abating she suggested he fuck her in front of the mirror. Her hands bracing herself on the edge of the sink vanity he entered her and she watched herself in the mirror get fucked from behind. I stood in the doorway with a raging hard on watching the porn show the two of them were putting on. It took forever but he filled her for a fourth time.
When he backed away and his cock dropped out of her. I was contemplating taking another poke at her pussy but she turned towards the shower and dialed the faucet on. In doing so her back was to me and I then noticed a long thick string of cum attached to her pussy and stuck six or so inches down on the inside of her thigh. Suspended between the two points of contact on her body. Its a sight I have never forgotten.
They showered together and then I alone. We made breakfast and then Marc left us for home. Throughout breakfast I had an annoying erection that would not abate. We talked about the experience and Jen was very happy with the encounter. She knew I was having issues with a persistent erection so she gave me a wonderful blow job while we were sitting on the couch.
So just like that we were back into the game but with new twists. But we had to get to work!
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A briiliant erotic account Ray-Man and you always leave us wanting more. You are a talented writer, that's for sure.
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Lovely!She knew I was having issues with a persistent erection so she gave me a wonderful blow job while we were sitting on the couch.
you certainly are!So just like that we were back into the game but with new twists.
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So excited to read more of your journey!
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Friday, 9/9/22
Sing it again…
They texted all morning and early afternoon. He was concerned that it was a one and done and she assured him that it was not. In fact she invited him back over for a repeat that night. Which he accepted. Then she informed me of the plan. He was new, it was exciting, I was all for it.
The sexual tension simply did not abate with the anticipation of him coming over again. She had sex with him two nights in a row and now a third was on the docket. After work we discussed how easy it was with him. Like we had been doing it for a month already. During this conversation she casually made the comment that his cock felt so good inside her. Then just as casually she said he felt better than me inside her. I have forgotten exactly how she put it but it was a passing comment and she continued talking like she didn’t even realize what she said.
It hit me hard. Through all that we had been through she had always been careful to not compare me, particularly in a negative way, to her other lovers. I did not want to be humiliated or made to feel less of a lover physically than anyone else whom was fucking her. I assumed that Brett felt better for obvious reasons and that Jon was a more aggressive lover, but it was never stated out loud in a way that put me down. I did not want to be made to feel inadequate even though we had acknowledged that I was now some form of a cuckhold or maybe more appropriately a stag.
It dawned upon her what she had said. Maybe because I had become aloof, withdrawn. My excitement absent from earlier. She sat me down and apologized for her comment. She was very sincere that she meant not to hurt me or make me feel inadequate. She reaffirmed her love for me and that I had given her this gift selflessly. That I in fact was her best lover and she would not trade my love making for any of the others. I would always be her first priority.
It made me feel better but the comment still lingered and bit at my ego.
He arrived around 6:30, drinks, dinner and then naked in the bedroom. I gave her oral while he made out with her and sucked on her tits. As was the expectation he fucked her first. Missionary and very aggressive. When he finished I went down on her while they made out again. His cum thick and plentiful, the bitter taste was there again. She came and I deferred, wanting to wait to fuck her later. She worked his cock with her mouth until he got hard again and he then fucked her brutally doggy style. It took forever for him to cum and she was screaming from the extended pounding he was giving her.
My angst gave way to lust and my tender ego moderated from the scene taking place in front of me. He was giving her what she wanted and I knew it was good for her. I did a second cream pie clean up that night and then took my turn. She came both times he fucked her and both times I ate her. She did not cum when I fucked her though. Mainly due to the fact that I came in ten pumps. Although writing it down seems as though this was an hour or so in reality we were at it for hours. I did not recharge and so it was one and done for me. We cuddled again, mostly him and her embraced, and fell asleep.
At daybreak we both fucked her once with our respective morning wood. Him first, me sloppy seconds. They again showered together, me alone.
Sing it again…
They texted all morning and early afternoon. He was concerned that it was a one and done and she assured him that it was not. In fact she invited him back over for a repeat that night. Which he accepted. Then she informed me of the plan. He was new, it was exciting, I was all for it.
The sexual tension simply did not abate with the anticipation of him coming over again. She had sex with him two nights in a row and now a third was on the docket. After work we discussed how easy it was with him. Like we had been doing it for a month already. During this conversation she casually made the comment that his cock felt so good inside her. Then just as casually she said he felt better than me inside her. I have forgotten exactly how she put it but it was a passing comment and she continued talking like she didn’t even realize what she said.
It hit me hard. Through all that we had been through she had always been careful to not compare me, particularly in a negative way, to her other lovers. I did not want to be humiliated or made to feel less of a lover physically than anyone else whom was fucking her. I assumed that Brett felt better for obvious reasons and that Jon was a more aggressive lover, but it was never stated out loud in a way that put me down. I did not want to be made to feel inadequate even though we had acknowledged that I was now some form of a cuckhold or maybe more appropriately a stag.
It dawned upon her what she had said. Maybe because I had become aloof, withdrawn. My excitement absent from earlier. She sat me down and apologized for her comment. She was very sincere that she meant not to hurt me or make me feel inadequate. She reaffirmed her love for me and that I had given her this gift selflessly. That I in fact was her best lover and she would not trade my love making for any of the others. I would always be her first priority.
It made me feel better but the comment still lingered and bit at my ego.
He arrived around 6:30, drinks, dinner and then naked in the bedroom. I gave her oral while he made out with her and sucked on her tits. As was the expectation he fucked her first. Missionary and very aggressive. When he finished I went down on her while they made out again. His cum thick and plentiful, the bitter taste was there again. She came and I deferred, wanting to wait to fuck her later. She worked his cock with her mouth until he got hard again and he then fucked her brutally doggy style. It took forever for him to cum and she was screaming from the extended pounding he was giving her.
My angst gave way to lust and my tender ego moderated from the scene taking place in front of me. He was giving her what she wanted and I knew it was good for her. I did a second cream pie clean up that night and then took my turn. She came both times he fucked her and both times I ate her. She did not cum when I fucked her though. Mainly due to the fact that I came in ten pumps. Although writing it down seems as though this was an hour or so in reality we were at it for hours. I did not recharge and so it was one and done for me. We cuddled again, mostly him and her embraced, and fell asleep.
At daybreak we both fucked her once with our respective morning wood. Him first, me sloppy seconds. They again showered together, me alone.
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Saturday 9/10/22 - Sunday 9/11/22
New shiny thing…
We cooked breakfast and Marc then left. The day was nice so we relaxed for a bit on the deck in the fall sunshine. She was very pleased with him. He was hitting all the bases with her. She again apologized for her quip the previous day. I was over it, mostly.
Later that morning she got a text from Tory. He found a girl. I knew he would. He told Jen his training made a big difference for him and he thanked her. She thanked him. His new girl was impressed. However he had come to the conclusion that he hated condoms and Jen had spoiled him. She was happy for him, but not his girlfriend. Jealousy!
It was the day of old fling texts as early afternoon Brett texted her to check in. Nothing sexual, just a friendly reconnection. Plutonic.
We had not made any plans with Marc for that evening so I assumed he was not coming over again that night. But I was wrong. They began texting around 2:30 discussing options. She was glued to her phone for an hour. I then got the plan. He was not coming over. She was going to his place for a one on one connection. I was disappointed but also tired from the previous two nights so I did not put up any resistance to their plans. She showered, we had supper at home and then she was gone.
6:00 I went to the pub in town for a beer and a change of scenery. 7:00 I got a sext from her of his cock entering her pussy. I almost showed the patrons at the bar by accident when I opened her text not thinking that she would be sending me that type of picture. 7:45 I received another text of her pussy covered in thick cream. I had to piss through a swollen dick in the pub bathroom. After another beer I left for home, sat on the couch, dick out and in my hand, stroking, tv on. I woke up at 2:00 am with my member still in my grip, got up from the couch and went to bed.
She drifted in around 9:30 am. Visibly exhausted. We sat on the couch, I wanted to hear about her overnight.
She arrived at his place and he was wearing boxers only. He had an erection from the moment she walked through the door. He poured her a glass of wine. They sat on his couch in his living area. They had very little wine before they started making out. She was fully dressed still. Without warning he slipped off his boxers and asked her for a blow job. She had not given him a full blow job yet. She descended to her knees in front of him and took his cock into her mouth. He placed a hand on the back of her head, but just rested it there. She said he leaked profusely and she did her best to please him. 10 minutes or so in he put both hands on her head and started to be more assertive.
When he came he grabbed her hair and held her head in place. She commented on the bitter taste as I had experienced and the full load that he let loose into her mouth. He finished ejaculating but held her head in place. She swallowed in bits as it was hard with his cock fully in her mouth. He softened some and then released her. She said his flavor lingered much more than any cum she had swallowed before. But she didn’t care about his taste, the excitement of him releasing his seed into her mouth especially while controlling her head was exciting for her.
He led her to his bedroom, undressed her, guided her to his bed and explored all of her. Gave her oral until he got erect again. She never came from him giving her head. He wanted her doggy and she assumed the position. He did not speak to her about her person. He focused on her body. Commented on how hot she was, her tits, her ass and how good her pussy felt. Speaking to her in an objectifying way. She liked this. She wanted to be his sexual toy.
He entered her and he began to fuck her hard. Some time along he pushed her flat to the sheets and pinned her hands to the mattress with his hands, supporting himself with his knuckles. In this position she got fucked the hardest of the night and he lasted, giving her an intense orgasm in the process. He finished and they laid together talking and exploring each others body. She was very content, sperm in her belly, sperm in her womb. And his flavor still lingering in her mouth.
He fucked her hard two more times between then and the morning. She was his new shiny toy.
New shiny thing…
We cooked breakfast and Marc then left. The day was nice so we relaxed for a bit on the deck in the fall sunshine. She was very pleased with him. He was hitting all the bases with her. She again apologized for her quip the previous day. I was over it, mostly.
Later that morning she got a text from Tory. He found a girl. I knew he would. He told Jen his training made a big difference for him and he thanked her. She thanked him. His new girl was impressed. However he had come to the conclusion that he hated condoms and Jen had spoiled him. She was happy for him, but not his girlfriend. Jealousy!
It was the day of old fling texts as early afternoon Brett texted her to check in. Nothing sexual, just a friendly reconnection. Plutonic.
We had not made any plans with Marc for that evening so I assumed he was not coming over again that night. But I was wrong. They began texting around 2:30 discussing options. She was glued to her phone for an hour. I then got the plan. He was not coming over. She was going to his place for a one on one connection. I was disappointed but also tired from the previous two nights so I did not put up any resistance to their plans. She showered, we had supper at home and then she was gone.
6:00 I went to the pub in town for a beer and a change of scenery. 7:00 I got a sext from her of his cock entering her pussy. I almost showed the patrons at the bar by accident when I opened her text not thinking that she would be sending me that type of picture. 7:45 I received another text of her pussy covered in thick cream. I had to piss through a swollen dick in the pub bathroom. After another beer I left for home, sat on the couch, dick out and in my hand, stroking, tv on. I woke up at 2:00 am with my member still in my grip, got up from the couch and went to bed.
She drifted in around 9:30 am. Visibly exhausted. We sat on the couch, I wanted to hear about her overnight.
She arrived at his place and he was wearing boxers only. He had an erection from the moment she walked through the door. He poured her a glass of wine. They sat on his couch in his living area. They had very little wine before they started making out. She was fully dressed still. Without warning he slipped off his boxers and asked her for a blow job. She had not given him a full blow job yet. She descended to her knees in front of him and took his cock into her mouth. He placed a hand on the back of her head, but just rested it there. She said he leaked profusely and she did her best to please him. 10 minutes or so in he put both hands on her head and started to be more assertive.
When he came he grabbed her hair and held her head in place. She commented on the bitter taste as I had experienced and the full load that he let loose into her mouth. He finished ejaculating but held her head in place. She swallowed in bits as it was hard with his cock fully in her mouth. He softened some and then released her. She said his flavor lingered much more than any cum she had swallowed before. But she didn’t care about his taste, the excitement of him releasing his seed into her mouth especially while controlling her head was exciting for her.
He led her to his bedroom, undressed her, guided her to his bed and explored all of her. Gave her oral until he got erect again. She never came from him giving her head. He wanted her doggy and she assumed the position. He did not speak to her about her person. He focused on her body. Commented on how hot she was, her tits, her ass and how good her pussy felt. Speaking to her in an objectifying way. She liked this. She wanted to be his sexual toy.
He entered her and he began to fuck her hard. Some time along he pushed her flat to the sheets and pinned her hands to the mattress with his hands, supporting himself with his knuckles. In this position she got fucked the hardest of the night and he lasted, giving her an intense orgasm in the process. He finished and they laid together talking and exploring each others body. She was very content, sperm in her belly, sperm in her womb. And his flavor still lingering in her mouth.
He fucked her hard two more times between then and the morning. She was his new shiny toy.
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Thank you, Ray-Mann. You and Jen never disappoint.
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ArdentOneX
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Incredible story Ray-Mann. The connecting with Marc is off to a promising start.
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Lensman2000
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I love your writing; describing Jen objectified as "his new shiny toy".
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Or he’s her shiny new toy…