First Meeting with Mr. G – Part 5 – Saving the Best for Last

At 4:30 I wake up hard. I caress my wife, her arms, back, legs, neck. I give her light kisses on her neck, ears, jaw line and lips. This leads to my hand on and then in her pussy. She has her back to me as I stroke her pussy for a long time. It feels so good. She takes nearly 20 minutes to reach orgasm.

Afterwards, she holds my semi hard cock. She says she forgot to tell me something that happened in his car. “I kissed it.” He asked her to kiss his cock right after I let them know it was time to go. He knew she didn’t like to suck cock. But when he asked, she wanted to kiss it for him. She lowered her mouth to his dick. She ran her tongue twice around the head. And she kiss his cock on the head. He loved it and SHE loved it too.

My penis becomes hard as granite. I kiss her and climb on top of her. As I enter her, we continue to kiss. I don’t take anywhere near 20 minutes. The image of my wife’s mouth on (not just anyone’s, but) Mr. G’s penis fills my brain. As I’m fucking her, she, after a few minutes, demonstrates on my chest what she did to his cock – her tongue makes two circles and then a kiss. “That’s what I did.” It’s too much. I need to cum. I stroke faster and soon I’m pumping cum into her pussy. We lay there for a few minutes and she says “I guess I saved that bit of information until just the right time.” I couldn’t agree more.

We fall asleep in each other’s arms. After a long time, we end up touching back to back. It is not a usual position for us, but it feels nice. I dream of

her and Mr. G cuddling. Long term lovers embrace after a long love making session while Wife and I are back to back. I’m holding a petite, young, hot black babe. She’s someone we picked up for the night. After we sleep awhile I ask her to climb over me and make out with Wife. Afterwards Wife has her make out with Mr. G who cums in her pussy. Then she is back to me.
I drift in and out of sleep.

In the morning we get up and have a very horny day. Has Wife found a lover? We certainly hope so. We will see.

Mr. Saturday Night Special

Mr. G is black, young and confident.  We had been looking forward to meeting him all week.  So it is unfortunate that we had to postpone our meeting with Mr. G.  Wife was just not up for it after two late nights out in a row.  He was OK with that, but it’s got to make him at least a bit concerned that we might just be a waste of time.  We are seeing if we can set it up for next weekend.

We used the time to spend the evening alone at home.  We cuddled and talked.  It’s been almost a year since we started this journey and we’ve learned a lot.  Wife was concerned about the time it takes to find “the” man.  She wasn’t looking forward to that.

This weekend was just about having fun now.  From our discussion we found that she really wants men for two different things.  She wants to have fun with new guys and she wants “the” man for a long term relationship.  The new guys are there for a fun night.  They may turn into more often lovers.  Eventually she would like to be in a relationship where she meets once or twice a month with “the” man, who is faithful to her.

This is a big change, but it’s been developing in her mind for awhile.  When we started, she wanted to take it slow, exchange emails, and meet before she decided if there was the chance for sex in the future.  Now she is ready to have fun.  If the guy excites her, he can satisfy her that night.  She really is turning into a hotwife.  She’s going to take her pleasure whenever she wants, with whomever she wants.  She’s going to play around, using her body to make her happy.  She has realized that her body is hers and she has every right to share it with anyone she wants.  Of course she sees it the same with respect to my body.  By that I mean it’s hers and she has every right to decide whom I share it with. :-(

We had a very passionate love making session after we discussed this.  I told her a story using my hands to enhance the experience:

We are standing outside the hotel room of a man you’ve never met.  I have you remove your overcoat, leaving you in your camisole, panties, stockings and heels.  I give you a blindfold, have you put it on and knock.  The door is answered, but he doesn’t say a word.  Instead he takes you in his arms and gropes your body.  You notice his cologne as he kisses your neck and caresses your hips and behind.  Are you still in the hallway?  You realize he’s holding you off the ground as he’s exploring your curves, putting his hands under the few clothes you have on.  But has he taken you in the room?  His desire for you is very evident in his enthusiasm and in his hardness you occasionally feel. 

He lays you on the bed and I touch you.  You’re glad I’m still here.  He takes your camisole and panties off slowly as he kisses your whole body.  Then he is kneeling above you and rests the head of his enormous cock on your mouth.  You resist, but he pushes it in and you suck it.  He is definitely bigger than me.  After just a few moments, he is licking your pussy.  He is very good and keeps it up as you have 2 orgasms.

He’s on top of you.  Kissing breasts, neck, ears, mouth.  He’s a great kisser.  And you kiss him back.  He slides into you.  Is he wearing a condom?  You can’t tell.  He moves in and out.  Increasing his pace.  He’s grunting just a bit now with each stroke.  It’s the first you’ve heard his voice.  You imagine it a bit gruff and it’s getting you there again.  He’s not trying to get you there though.  You can tell.  This is for him and he’s not stopping until he is satisfied.  And that does it for you.  Orgasm number three.  As your pussy squeezes his cock, he cums with a series of long moans.  You lay there together, him inside you for a few minutes, gently kissing.  He whispers in your ear “You’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever met.”



We decided that we would update our AFF profile and I would continue to screen the guys.  She only wants guys bigger than me and they need to be the type of guy you want to be around.  We will use the get to know each other meeting to determine if she wants to have sex that night.  The decision is hers and his, not mine.  I’m sure if I had a valid objection, she would take that into account, but she’s going to do what she wants.

So I spent much of Sunday rewriting our profile and updating our interests.  I think the new profile will lead to more meets and many of them will end in bed.

Update:  I wrote this a few days ago but I had to finish the previous post before I could publish it.  We are meeting Mr. G tonight and I think we are going to have fun.

Just Whose Fantasy Is This Anyway? (or What’s With All The Parentheses? And Why So Damn Many Questions?)

Anonymous posted an interesting comment to Ketchup July 8, 2009.  I have to thank him for providing the thought provoking input that got me to create this post.  He (I think Anon is a he.  Hard to tell really.  Could be a woman, I guess.  Maybe Anon isn’t even sure.  But I think he’s a man and therefore I’m going to assume he is.) thinks that I (that sure loses the (sarcastic mimicking) emphasis of being in all caps) am the one with a fantasy and Wife is “going along for the ride.”

Now Sexy PTA Mom is definitely a woman.  Wow what a woman.  She also posted a comment to that post.  I spent some time looking at her blog.  In fact I went there first (and went back again too (not cause I liked it, but because it was intellectually stimulating (oh and the pictures are very artistic, makes you feel real emotion :) (Can you guess which one?)) In fact I think I might go there for some stimulation (intellectual that is (Hey if I’m going to be accused of thinking with it, I might as well)) right now)) before I ever gave a thought to Anon’s comment.  It is interesting that these two commented on the same post.  Sexy PTA Mom admits that this was her husband’s fantasy from the beginning and she has done things (enjoyable things) to please him (the piercings, for example).  I think that’s sweet.  However, is it still just his fantasy?  No.  First of all it’s no longer a fantasy.  She is doing it.  And second, she seems to be enjoying it.  It sounds like it is turning into her desire as well as his.  At least I hope so.

But Anon’s comment begs for a response.  He asks if he is right.  Seems like I have two choices, yes or no.  Is he right?  In some ways, yes.  In other ways, no.  So to answer, I need to address each part of his comment:

“I found your blog few weeks ago and love your writing!!”
Correct – who would not love my writing ;)

“As far as finding a lover for wife, you both discussed that option (stated 3.8.09.). You say she enjoyed that discussion immensely.”
Correct – We have had many discussions over the past 4 years about seriously finding her other men with whom to enjoy sex.  Prior to that it was something that I told her she could do, but she wasn’t sure I meant it.  (I’ll have to go into our history sometime, but that’s another epic post.)  Mostly it was a bedroom topic, but 4 years ago it became “real”.  That is, it became a real option for her.  An option she considered obtainable.  Since then it has always been something she could do if she chooses to do.  And, yes she does enjoy these discussions, but it wasn’t just one discussion.

“You also mention that you are smart, good looding etc.”
Incorrect - I have never looded!  But I am a smart(ass) blogger.

“I guess am still curious as to why you want a lover for her. I think that it's YOU that wants to watch etc.”
Oh yeah!  Well I think it is YOU that wants to watch etc.  Don’t you?  You’d like to see my wife getting banged by another man.  Yes, I enjoyed seeing my wife have sex with STM, but not for the exact reasons that I think you think I have. 

“Otherwise, you would be swingers and share couples..”
WRONG – Believe me, if I had my way we would be swingers and sharing other couples (and single women).  I’m as horny for women as they come.  But as I said in my profile, I’m faithful.  I couldn’t enjoy myself doing anything like that if Wife didn’t give me the OK, and she hasn’t :(.  You may not believe that.  You might think all men are dogs (which, of course, we are, but some of us are house broken), and will hump anything we can.  But I could never risk losing my wife for some hot, steamy, passionate, all night long, doing it over and over again, in the car, on the patio, in the hall, on the stairs, in the bed, in the shower, in the garage, strange, 4 women on me sex.  And occasionally she does let me off the leash for a little while :).

“Sounds like it YOUR fantasy and wife is going along for the ride.”
Incorrect – She is definitely not along for the ride.  She wants a long term lover.

Now I admit that have I enjoyed the idea of cuckolding for a long time.  I’ve always been sexually excited by the idea of women who are not shy about getting the sex they want.  I like watching porn actresses get fucked by multiple men especially when it is her choice rather than the men’s.  A married woman that gets sex from other men is getting what she wants and I love that her sex drive is so high.  I also like the idea that these strong women deny their men.  That some put them in chastity devices and never have sex with them again.  I like these women.  I want to have sex with them, but do I want my wife to be one of them?  Hell No.

So why do I do it?  Why do I want my wife to have a lover?  I stated it in the first thing I ever wrote for this blog, my profile.  I love her.  I want her to have what she wants.  I want her to have the best life she can.  I want her to enjoy sex at its best.  I give her what I can (and that is pretty good I’m told), but even so I want her to have more.  STM was great with his tongue (I’m good with my tongue, but not great) and others might be better at this or that.  I want her to have it.  I want her to have two men.  I want her to have what she wants.  If she didn’t want this, there would be no fun in the fantasy for me.

How do I know she wants a long term lover?  I asked, dumbass (sorry, the smartass came out again (or maybe it never went in)).  Let me explain.  Four years ago, when it looked like this might become more than a fantasy, I asked Wife how she wanted to proceed, what she wanted in a man.  Then I changed my desires to match her desires.  For example, I thought it would be best to start with a man that there is no chance we will ever see again, but I didn’t tell Wife that.  I let her tell me what she wanted.  She wanted, in effect, a boyfriend.  That was hard for me.  I’ve never told her that.  I wanted her to try sex once to see how it went, and she wanted to have a guy she likes first and can see and fuck on a regular basis.  I did not let on my reservations but went about changing my feelings.

How did I do this?  I thought about it over a long period.  I did not take action until I had time to thoroughly contemplate it.  I asked if she wouldn’t like to start in the way I had considered.  She said no, she didn’t want just some stranger.  That wasn’t her.  She needed to feel something for him before she would want to sleep with him (She’s a good girl at heart, even when she is bad.  Sleeping with someone just for fun was something good girls just didn’t do. A one night stand? Out of the question.  (A long term boyfriend for a married woman though was a different matter, though. :) ))  Finally, I fantasized about it.  I took my cock in my hand and stroked myself while thinking about my wife out on a date with her boyfriend, about her spending the night (or weekend) with him, about the three of us celebrating her birthday together, about him being a part of our life and how much Wife would enjoy that.

This is a technique that I came (literally :) ) across awhile back.  See, I used to (OK still do) think about all kinds of things while I masturbated.  Some of these things were the type of things that you don’t find exciting (like your wife having sex with other men) except when you are really aroused.  My standard process was to think of these things while I stroked, but to switch to a more acceptable fantasy (like me fucking a big chested babe) just before I came.  The downside to this was right after I came I felt a bit of shame/guilt/disgust about what had made me so hot.  I didn’t like that that had made me so excited (Guess I’ve got some baggage too.).  But it was always short lived, just a few minutes and I could easily get my mind off it.  Well, one day I was deep in one of these fantasies, and it must have been a really good one, but I really don’t remember what it was, and I got close to cumming.  Like I said I must have been deep into this fantasy, because while my brain could tell me that it’s time to switch to the “safe” fantasy, it was too confused by all the pleasure coming from my cock to be able to think of one.  I couldn’t come up with anything other than what I was already thinking.  I tried to hold back to give my brain time but that only increased the pleasure and urgency to cum.  My mind was spinning.  Finally, I couldn’t stop it any longer and I came with one of the most satisfying orgasms I ever gave myself.  (I told you I was good.)  As I laid there, my brain and body exhausted, my chest covered with the huge amount of cum I produced, I was completely satisfied and content.  I knew the fantasy that had brought me to this state.  I had used it many times before, but this time there was no shame/guilt/disgust, only contentment.  The more I did this with a fantasy, the more I could enjoy that fantasy when I wasn’t aroused.

So I used this technique with my wife and her boyfriend.  This was the first time I used it to make one of my wife’s fantasies mine, but not the last.  It worked.  After each time I felt more at ease with the idea.  After many times, it became my desire too because I want my wife to have everything she can.  Now the thought of her enjoying not just another man’s cock, but her lover’s cock, is getting me excited.  If anyone is riding on the other’s fantasy, it’s me riding hers.  But really this desire is ours, not hers, not mine, ours.

“Am I right????”
Let’s see: 3 correct and 3 incorrect.  So it’s a tie.

“Great job in writing and keeping us entertained!!”
I’ll do my best.  And when I can’t, I’ll still try to keep you up to date on the quest.  That shouldn’t be too difficult this month.  Wife is out of town for 3 weeks, and there is virtually no chance that she will be able to do much of anything in regards to finding a lover.  When she gets back, hopefully there will be a bunch of horny guys ready to meet her.

Traveling Man’s Fantasy

I have this fantasy. It was inspired by the phone call that DH got from his wife and by emails from readers. I dedicate it to a friend that is traveling right now.

A man suspects that his wife is having affairs. He has suspected for some time. The thing is it’s not hurting their marriage. She is always there for him and for her social responsibilities. Just now, she is happier and more energetic – in the bedroom and out.

When it began years ago, the husband suspected that she was going out on dates. You know, a full up affair. She may or may not have been having sex (but he suspects she was). Gradually she evolved her methods. She didn’t need the courting, the dining, the emotional attachment. What she needed was wild sex with another man (or two). Don’t get me wrong. She enjoyed the openly flirtatious innuendo, the suggestive text messages, the hidden smile or kiss. But that was just a prelude to some hot action.

The husband had long since realized that a happy wife is a horny wife and vice versa. Gradually the wife suspected that he suspected, but also that he enjoyed the fact that she was so wonton. She slowly stopped hiding everything. Her alibis were not air tight. She would “go out with a girl friend” only to find she called while she was out. Or she would go shopping for hours and return with nothing. She noted that her husband would never call her on these. He only smiled and was definitely hornier in bed on those days. Eventually, they had gotten to the point where she would just say she was going out for awhile with out any explanation. They both knew what that meant, but they still weren’t quite ready to discuss it openly.

Now the man is going away on a trip. He notices things in his wife that has his curiosity up; while she expresses the fact that she will miss him, she also seems excited; an increased interest in making sure she has electronic access to his itinerary and any changes; an unexplained receipt from a lingerie store. Is she planning on having an overnight guest?

On the second to last day of his trip, he sends her a series of texts. How’s ur day, I miss u, What ya do last night, Hope it was satisfying, etc. Then he sends her “Let’s have phone sex tonight. I’ll be at the hotel by 9. Call when u r ready.” A minute later he sends “And b sure t have ur favorite toy ready. I want to hear u cum while hes in u”.

After work, he grabs a meal and a few drinks. He makes sure he is in his room and ready by 8:45. He lays there waiting. He gets another drink from the minibar and selects a porno about MFM threesomes. And waits. 9:00 nothing. 9:23 still nothing. 9:38 nope. He thinks “She knows I’m sitting here naked and she’s making me wait. She is a thousand miles away and she is still such a tease.” Finally 9:52 he gets a text; “Ready?” He sends “YES!”

9:58 the phone rings. She’s breathing hard already. “Hi honey, I got started with out you.”
“Are you using your toy?”
“Yes, I have it in me right now. It feels soooo good.”
The husbands cock is rock hard. “I bet. Move the phone down so I can hear your toy fuck you.”
He listens as “the toy” slides in and out of his wife. He hears her moans. He also hears an occasional stray noise. Could that be the grunt or guttural uuhhhmmmm that her lover couldn’t hold back? The sloppy noises continue for what seams like forever. The wife’s moans are getting louder and louder (and so are those other stray noises). Finally the wife has lost all track of what is going on. The husband hears a slapping noise as well as a ungh ungh ungh in time with “the toy” sliding in and out. “Oh yes, Yes! Make me cum! Yes Yes Yes Yes OOOOOOOHHHHHhhhhhh OOHHHhhh OH OH OH OH OHOh Ohhh Ohhhh Oohhh Ohh god you’re the best.”

The husband starts to cum on that first long oh. A simultaneous orgasm from a thousand miles away. Later he thinks maybe all three came at the same time and that makes him smile.

“Honey, are you still there?”
“Yes”
“Sorry, I kind of got carried away with my toy.”
“I know. It sounded wonderful. I’m so glad you have that toy. You deserve anything that makes you feel that good.”
“Thanks Honey. Still coming home tomorrow?”
“Why? You want more time with your toy?”
“Ha. No, I just want to know.”
“Ok then. Yes, I’ll be home tomorrow.”
“Alright. See you then. Bye honey.”
“Bye, and I want to watch you fuck him.”

He hangs up the phone before she has a chance to reply.

Wife’s New Fantasy Part 2

Saturday afternoon I took a nap with Wife in my arms. There was cuddling and a little fondling. It was a very nice refresher and a chance to be intimate without it being something more. I love my wife!

Saturday evening after dinner, we went to a neighborhood sports pub for a few drinks and an appetizer (We’ve really blown the eating out budget this month :)). It’s a family place so no chance of picking up someone. I did flirt with my eyes with the hostess. I’m pretty good at that. Wife says too good. But nothing was going to happen. The truth be told, she’s probably closer to half my age than my full age, but still she was enticed. It would have been fun to talk her into a three-way. I tried to start an innuendo filled text conversation with Firecracker, but she wouldn’t bite and kept things PG :(. Still we had a great time and we did get a bit aroused.

When we get home and go to bed. I caressed Wife using light touches again for a few minutes. Then I told her to get her toy and to come back with it in. I knew she was ready for it. I continued to caress her for a bit before I fucked her with the toy. After she is satisfied, I fuck her missionary style. It was a nice end to a nice night. Or was it?

Remember that we took a nap Saturday afternoon, which we usually don’t do. So at 3:30 I’m awake. I place my hand on Wife’s neck, lightly but firm enough so she can feel the strength in my hand. I leave it there for a few minutes while she wakes up. My hand there always gets her wet, but she says she doesn’t like it. After she’s awake and worked up, I climb on top of her and hold her arms down. We usually sleep naked so there are no clothes to get in the way. “Maybe I should tie you up” I whisper. I lean forward and do that little half pucker/pout that makes my lips so kissable. I keep just far enough away so that she can’t kiss me. I tease her for nearly a minute. Then we kiss and kiss hard. I’m still holding her down.

I tell her a story:

There’s a woman here, kneeling over your face. She’s lowering to your mouth. You can see the cum inside. It’s my cum. A man crawls between your legs. It’s her husband. He starts to eat you as you start to eat her. He licks your pussy till you cum. You’re still licking her pussy. He moves up and starts to fuck you. I come over so she can suck me. The sight of you licking his wife while she sucks me after I’ve cum in her is too much for him. He cums in you. I move between your legs. There’s a small pool of white cum at your opening with a promise of much more inside. I lick it up. My tongue dives deep inside and scoops up a tongue full of his cum. I show you then close my mouth and swallow it. I go back between your legs and lick up every drop.

Wife cums hard and I fuck her.

Wife’s New Fantasy

Thursday night we were tired and just had a quickie. A little foreplay and the missionary position. It was all over in less than 20 minutes.

So Friday night I made up for it. It started as just some light caressing, just little touches. Then just one finger. But I’m getting ahead of myself.

Recently, Wife shared her interest in a blossoming fantasy. I have seen this particular fantasy in the past, but I haven’t put myself in the place of the men in it. I’ve found it more interesting than arousing. Friday night I had been surfing the web, right before bed, which made me quite amorous, and decided to entice Wife with an example of her fantasy I found a while back in Allie’s blog. I brought the laptop to bed.

As she reads the posting, I lightly caress her, her whole body. I barely touch her. As she finishes reading, she is ready for more. I like the way this fantasy excites her! I use just one finger as I touch her pussy. She is so wet. I slide it in her and it’s not enough. I slip another in. That’s going to do it. I move the two fingers in and out at the same time but also continuously curl them independently. She very quickly reaches the state I like. She starts orgasming and stays there for nearly ten minutes, either having an orgasm or enjoying the after effects. Again and again, neither one of us can tell how many. Finally, my hand and arm can’t take anymore. I shift around and enter her with my cock. She is still so worked up that she has 2 more orgasms before I finish. Exhausted we sleep well. :-)

Saturday morning we pick up the laptop and find Cate’s Blogiversary recap post. Wife finds this interesting (not as much as Allie’s post, but still interesting). The fact that she is interested in a blog about adultery surprises me. This leads to a blow job that switches to a hand job and finishes with a blow job before we even get out of bed.

I certainly find Wife’s fantasy more enticing, which scares me a little.