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But I need more than good enough. And my husband knows that. I love my husband. There's nothing I wouldn't do for him sexually. Anal, oral, whatever. I've done it all. But he's just not sexual. He's a good guy. Great provider and good father. He's even a wonderful lover. When we finally have sex, that is.
It almost seems like he's done. I'm not. Not even close. Now, some would say you take the good with the bad, and I would if, for example, he killed someone in a car wreck. I would be there for him if he lost his job, or if he got sick, or if he got sick.
I don't think for worse meant skipping out on sex. The Bible even says that you're not supposed to withhold yourself from your spouse. Not that we are very religious. I hate begging. It makes me feel dirty and unwanted. And I so don't beg. I masturbate.
But tonight, I found myself in the hall, wearing only my silk robe and standing outside the guest room door. I can hear the shower going inside. My palms are sweaty, and my pussy is wet as hell. Inside is my husband's old high school buddy. With a deep breath, I turn the door's handle and look down the hall.
There is a light coming from under the door of my bedroom, the room my husband is sleeping in. It's where I should be. I love him, but I need this. So, I step inside. My husband's friend is a coach for the local high school where he lives. He came to visit a week ago, and I've been flirting with him ever since.
He's very handsome, muscular and sexy. Today, I did a little more than flirt. My husband went to the store, and I put on a two-piece suit that I never wear and joined him in the pool.
It was tame at first, but I decided to be playful and splash him. He splashed back, and as it got out of hand, he grabbed me. I spread my legs as he did, and under the water, our intimate parts touched.
God, he felt good. I ground on him a little as he held me. We would have gone further, but my husband came home. We separated, but he couldn't take his eyes off me after that. Now, I'm sitting in his room, on his bed, hoping that I can recreate that moment.
I can see the outline of his body in the steamy glass. I wonder if he's thinking about the pool, about the moment I was grinding into him, and how I wanted to give myself to him. I was about to leave, to keep the vows I made to forsake all others. But then the shower door opened, and I froze. He picked up a towel and dried his hair.
I saw his magnificent body, my eyes trained on the object of my desire between his legs. He stopped when he saw me sitting there. Time stood still. I trembled with excitement as he walked to me, completely exposed. His body reacted immediately to my untying my robe.
He didn't say anything as I took hold of his hips and took his erect cock into my mouth, slowly sucking the head, then licking down the shaft and back up to the tip again. It's been a long time since I did this for my husband."
I missed it. He had large, heavy balls. I cradled them as I made love to him with my mouth. I wished I could taste his cum, but he was leaving tonight to go home. We had only this once, and no more. He pulled my robe off, and I got up on the bed and spread my legs for him. He came to me and kissed my pussy,
Slowly parting my folds with his tongue, probing the hole I was offering him. I let him enjoy the taste of me for a moment, then pulled him up and kissed him. I tasted myself in his mouth. It always turns me on to taste my juices on a man's lips. I reached for his cock. It was already at my entrance.
He was already pushing inside me. I rocked my hips up to his entry, and I felt complete again, for the first time in years under his body. I spread my legs wide and put my feet on his ass, pushing him in. Even as I pushed up, he held still, letting me fuck myself with his tool. I
Until, finally, he put my legs up on his arms and began to thrust, each stroke taking me closer to an orgasm. Reaching down between us, I loved to feel a cock sliding past my spread fingers, rubbing his balls occasionally as he slowly fucked me deep and kissed me.
looking into his sexy eyes as he fell in love with me, and I with him. At least, in this moment, I wasn't used to feeling this way. He held back as I began to pant his name and beg him to come inside me. I know I said I didn't like to beg, but this kind of begging was wonderful and sexy."
He fucked me faster now, but not wildly. We didn't want to make too much noise. Not that I would have stopped if my husband walked in now. His friend owned me. My pussy. My whole body. My soul. His cock grew fatter and harder. I bit my lip and left a soft moan escape.
as I felt my pussy contract around his cock in a glorious orgasm. In those last few moments, his cock drilled me into the bed. I rocked further still under him to get all of him inside me. The final push and grunt as he came deep into my womb.
I was sweating, my hair stuck to my forehead. I smiled as we kissed, stroking his sides, feeling him inside me. Knowing he was filling me up, I wanted it all. I fantasized about him getting me pregnant. We laid together.
kissing and caressing each other. And there I stayed until his ride came. I put on my robe and walked him out. I went back to bed and slipped in next to my husband, full with another man's cum, still feeling another man's cock inside me. I fell asleep until first light when I heard my husband bumping around in the kitchen.
He was fixing breakfast, and if I didn't go help, I would have been cleaning the kitchen until noon. "'Morning,' I said. "'Morning. Sleep okay?' he asked. "'I feel great. Thanks for trying to cook. You should have woken me up. You looked so sexy sleeping in your robe. I didn't want to wake you,' he said."
pulling me into him. I just wished it would have worked out for you. I thought he was into you. I guess it's a little strange when you ask another man to fuck your wife. It's not like in the porn movies. Maybe next time, I said. Maybe. Do you want to try again? Sure, if you want to. Just tell me when.
My husband loves me and knows what I need, so he agreed to set me free, sexually. The thought of another man inside me is difficult, so it's up to him to set it up. So I'm not cheating. He's finding me cock. They're an extension of him. He decides who fucks me, but we don't talk about it. That's too hard.
He knows I fucked his friend, but the dance is that I missed my chance, that maybe next time I'll get lucky. I got up on the barstool for him and pulled down his pajama bottoms. I caress his thick cock and spread my legs as we kiss. Then he slips inside me and he reclaims me.
Getting to be fucked by my husband is my favorite part of the whole thing. If you enjoyed this podcast, then please write an Apple review saying why you love it. We truly appreciate your support and the wonderful messages we receive from you. See you next time!