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I was asked the other day what I was doing online at 3:30 a.m. Well, if you must know, MsOerBiIowa

It is 3:07 in the morning. I get out of bed quietly. Even if I set off a bomb, the only thing that would change would be my wife would wake up and be pissed. If I woke her up and told her I wanted to fuck, she would be pissed too. So I get out bed quietly and head out to the family room and turn on my computer.

I don’t bother with any lights. The computer screen is enough, especially for what I plan on doing. It has been a month since I actually had intimate sexual relations with my wife. Since she went through the change, the little stream of sexual interest that she had had while we raised our family has completely dried up and turned to dust. Oh, she has patiently waited in bed for me to jack off on her a couple of times since then, but… It is complicated

The home page of porn is like looking at a menu for me. Do I want bondage, femdom, or maybe a little bit of old man teen girl sex? To a point it all looks so … 2 dimensional and yet… I got up and came out here for a reason. Beggars can’t be choosers.

I select one and then another and another. I remind myself that I probably need to clean my mouse after this. I am about half-mast and it is frustrating. I just want to “bust a nut” and go back to bed with a smile on my face, but none of it is working. Nothing is really striking it right for me. I think about going back to bed.

The next video starts. It is a round faced German woman. I don’t understand German. I start to go to related videos but there is something about the scolding manner she has. She has a round face, big brown eyes and her tits move inside the white peasant blouse outfit she has on. The leather belt below her tits only make them look bigger, because the shirt seems to be losing a battle to keep the assets under wraps.

I shove my boxers down and grab the towel I picked up from the half-bath. The air is cool on my legs. I spit in the palm of my hand and watch, listening to her speaking words in German. I can tell she is inviting me to jerk off for her. She pulls down her top and they have big areolas and her nipples are little more than bumps near the middle. Then she lifts one of her breasts with both hands to her mouth and sucks on her nipple as she looks down into my lap.

I was fairly soft until that. Now she has me. I can feel the center of my cock stiffen and almost immediately it swells in my right hand. The side of my fist is resting against my belly and soon there is an inch of shaft rising out of my fist before my circumcised mushroom is encountered. I glance down and it is all normal flesh color. I give the shaft a squeeze and I see the head swell just a little and I smile.

It is a point of view (POV) video and the guy she is stroking has a cock that is similar in size and shape to mine. That’s awesome! She leans over him and starts sliding his dick between her heavy tits while purring out some lascivious German phrases with a lot of “fricken” sprinkled in. I rub up on my shaft and take my index finger and feel the pre-cum on my finger as I smear it up and over my glans. It feels good. My middle finger is pressed against that spot just beneath the cock where the nerves all seem to come together just below the helmet. Yeah, it feels good and I wipe across the slit and head of my cock slowly, just barely moving as I watch the lucky bastard on the screen sliding between those two big soft pillows as she wraps them around his shaft.

When she sits up and leans into the guy, I know it is time to get serious. I can see her tits swaying beneath her and her nipples are an inch long and look like miniature ice cream cones jutting out of her flesh! I’d love to taste them!

She is leaning forward so she can lick him from balls to slit. She does it slowly, with just the tip of her tongue. As she goes through the slit, I can see her tongue pick up the single drop that has pooled there. I have given my cock a couple of slow languid pumps and as I look down I see a similar drop at the tip of my cock. I almost wish that I could bend in half and suck it myself!

She then kisses and bites on the shaft at the top, right under the rim of his cock helmet. Mine has grown much more defined too and I am starting to stroke. I use my whole fist, but really it is mainly the pressure of my index and middle finger sliding up and down that is doing the work. I don’t let them do much more than bump my cock head. Not yet. It is still that build up time of working the shaft, feeling it thicken and stiffen… maybe just a little bow up and back toward me. Yeah, I am good and hard now!

As she pops him into those lips of hers, I can feel my balls tighten. There’s also a lot of pressure back underneath. My prostate is really tightening as are a lot of muscles down there that do not get nearly as much work as they once did. Watching her work on the lucky bastard’s cock head is absolute sublime torment. I wish she was sucking on me. Hell, I wish that my wife would learn to suck like that…

There’s a slight loss of focus and hardness. It happens when I let my mind wander back into the realm of reality and the disappointments there.

She slurps, says something and then, like a sword-swallower she rams his whole cock deep into her until her chin touches his balls. They are hanging a whole lot more loosely than mine. I am getting near my goal, despite…

Not going there.

I spit in my hand again and inhale the scent of my cock. That always makes me horny! I start stroking with a purpose now, adding a little twist at the top and letting my index finger rub the swollen angry purple flesh at the end of the shaft. My mellow mushroom has turned angry and seems stretched to the point of exploding.

I know who she reminds me of. The German chick looks like Kay… only with lots of freckles. And she sucks cock like Kay does. Oh my God, she just keeps pulling him all of the way back into her while she strokes his hairy nut sack (mine is clean shaven, so there is a difference).

I scoot my ass forward in the chair and with my free hand I grab my nipple. It is hard and really not very yielding or sensitive. But it adds to it all. I don’t need any more spit in my hand. My cock is nearly streaming with thick clear pre-cum that is running down and giving my hand the perfect lubricant. I am going faster and harder and the pressure in my balls is rising. If I stopped now I would be in a world of hurt with blue balls! But I am not stopping.

I grab the towel with my left hand and suck hard on my bottom lip as I fight to not scream. I can feel my nuts turning and the hot jets of cum boiling up now. With a couple of final strokes, my hips start bucking and I squeeze my cock hard as I move the towel in my left hand to capture the inevitable jets of pleasure. About 6 good spurts of cum shoot out as I fight to control both my hips and my scream. It would be so easy to roar and raise the rafters. But I can’t.

I am whimpering now as I continue thrusting into my hand and more small surges and then dribbles of thick white bubbly cum spills out of the end of my dick and darkens the light blue towel.
I sink back into the black chair, suddenly very relaxed. In 30 seconds it is amazing how much of the rigidity vanishes. It is still thick and swollen, just very soft and pliable. I pull from root to tip with the towel a couple of times and the wipe off my hands. It looks like a good night. I don’t think any of my explosion over shot the towel and landed on anything else!

I am wiped out. I have a goofy smile on my face. The guy on video still has not shot his wad. I close the browser. Taking off my headset, I sit up and look around the room with a somewhat sad smile. “Her loss” I mumble as I stand up and do my little wobble walk out of the room. With my towel over my cock to catch the final drips, I head back to the bedroom. I stop to wash my hand and toss the towel in the hamper.

Then I climb back into bed. She doesn’t move. I roll onto my side and smile as I drift off to sleep. It is 3:58 a.m.

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So Kay, THAT was what I was doing at 3:30 in the morning....

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