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Chapter One of Five – New Routine

As is our custom after sex, Brian withdraws and lies back on the bed. I shift my petite body around, straddling his chest. Before his seed can drain from my pussy, I lower my womanhood onto his smiling mouth. As I look down at him, riding his face, I can feel his tongue exploring me. His leaking semen wets his face as he slurps, and licks and kisses me. I like this part perhaps even more than the intercourse. He climaxes inside of me as he thrusts in and out, and then I get to orgasm riding his face. Sounds fair.

“Brian,” I purr as my hips grind in response to his licking, “you get an extra treat this morning. Did I mention that my husband and I had sex before I came over?” I looked down on him through hooded eyes and saw his eyes flash wide in surprise. He struggles a little as if to get up, but I push my hot pussy down on his trapped face and he returns to his licking and exploring me with his tongue. Do I detect a renewed eagerness?? Hmmmm….

Pinching my nipples, it doesn’t take me long before I, too, climax. “Wow…” I smile breathlessly as I slip down next to him. He smells strongly of sex, mine, his, and my husbands! I reach over and give him a passionate, deep kiss, smearing sticky semen on my own face.

I’m Erica. Yes, I’m married. Happily, I might add. Brian and I have been having gratuitous sex for over a year now. He is married, too. We live next door to each other and our spouses are all friends. Once or twice a month, when my husband, David, leaves for work in the morning, and Brian’s wife, Melisa, leaves for her job at the University, I slip over to visit Brian, and we…well, have great sex. No strings. I get what I need and he certainly gets what he needs.

“I thought you were especially wet this morning, but it didn’t dawn on me that I was getting ‘sloppy seconds’”, Brian teased with a smile.

“How was it? Could you tell?” I mused.

“I just thought I had an extra-large volume this morning, but I must say I enjoyed the adventure once you told me.”

We just held each other, lost in our own worlds. This was fine. When we had sex, it was strictly about satisfying ourselves and each other. How we got started was rather interesting.

Chapter 2 - Background

David and I have one son, just like Melisa and Brian. Both boys are off at University now. When my son was younger, I happened to walk-in on him doing what I now know is masturbation, or jerking-off. I was taking a load of clean laundry to him in his room, when I turned the corner to enter, my son sat up abruptly. “I brought you your laundry,” I cheerfully told him, not thinking any more about it. As I turned to go, I noticed one of my Victoria Secrets catalog open next to him on the bed. A lingerie clad model was smiling up at us. The page seemed wet. “Is that my catalog you’re looking at? You won’t find any boys clothes in there” I commented innocently. “Did you spill some of your soda on it? Don’t worry about it. You can just throw it away.” And I left the room without waiting for, or getting, a response from my son.

My interest stirred, I later went back to his room after he had gone out and I checked his trash bin. Sure enough, there was the Victoria’s Secret catalog. When I picked it up, the pages were damp and stuck together. Then it hit me: my son had been masturbating while looking at the pictures of the women in their stockings, bras and panties! I had no clue if this was normal behavior for a teenage boy, but I didn’t say anything to my husband or my son.

How does this tie-in to me and Brian having sex? I’m getting to that.

Maybe a year or two after that, while Brian and Melisa were away on a summer adult get away, they had asked me to go over and feed their cat each day. One morning, I noticed their son, Chandler, was home. His car was in the drive. I thought he was working for the summer at the beach. I went over as usual and let myself in. The cat, who normally greeted me at the door, was nowhere around and the house seemed quiet and still. I started going room-to-room looking for the cat, and then I heard sounds coming from upstairs, like a TV was on. Curious, I went up to discover that the sound was coming from Brian’s and Melisa’s bedroom. It sounded like a sex movie!

David had tried to get me to watch a sex video or two in the past, but it had more interest to him than to me. From this experience, I knew the sound of a sex video however. Quietly, I slipped up to the Master Bedroom door and peered around inside.

OMG! Sure enough there was a sex DVD playing on their big screen TV in the bedroom, but I froze in my tracks when I saw Chandler. Thank goodness he didn’t see me; his eyes were fixed on the TV across the room.

Chandler was lying propped-up on their bed. There was what looked like porn magazines tossed around beside him, but what really caught my attention, was what he was wearing! I’m guessing it was Melisa’s lingerie, but Chandler was dressed in white stockings held up by a white lace garter belt, and a white lace bra. His fist was wrapped around his erect cock as it poked-out from a pair of pink string bikini panties. I was in shock! Then I noticed that he had on lipstick and eye makeup, too!

Chandler’s full attention was on the porn movie and he was moving his hand up and down on his erection. I had come to realize that this was how men masturbated. On the screen, a woman was giving oral sex to a group of men. She too was dressed in white hose and garter belt.

I slipped back from the doorway, and without making a sound, I watched Chandler masturbate in shock/horror/amazement/interest/fascination. What was he doing dressed in Melisa’s things? I had never watched a man masturbate before, and I felt a tingle and wetness between my own legs as I secretly looked-on. His hand, inside his mother’s pink panties, stroked up and down on his rather sizeable young man’s erection. His eyes would alternatively close and then reopen to watch the action on the screen. She was servicing maybe five erect cocks with her mouth and her hands. Suddenly, one after another of the men exploded their semen loads all over her face! She smiled and tried to catch the flying semen in her open mouth.

At that point, I heard Chandler moan, and then grunt. His body spasmed and shook as he continued to stroke himself. Then, with a jerk, he climaxed. A stream of white liquid launched from his swollen cock up his stomach, and then a second equally large loan of his sperm shot in the air falling back on his moving hand. More white liquid oozed out of his cock and ran down his hand and onto the pink panties. His stroking slowed. This was more than I ever could have imagined I’d ever see a man do!

OMG! I had to get out of there undetected! Now! In my excited state, I quickly slipped back down the stairs and out the garage door. Standing in the garage, I wondered what I should do. I didn’t want to embarrass Chandler but I had to feed that darn cat before I went out for the day. I decided to make a loud reentry into the house, alerting Chandler that I was there, but not threatening him by going upstairs. So that is what I did.

I waited several minutes, trying to get my heart rate back to normal. I was mildly turned-on by what I had just witnessed, but I felt guilty that I have now a voyeur.

When I was ready, I made a lot of noise entering, calling for the cat and banging around in the kitchen. The cat ran up to me and I loudly greeted her and went about feeding and cleaning her litter box. I could hear moving around upstairs but no sounds of the porn movie.

“Chandler, is that you?” I called upstairs. “Don’t mind me, I’m just feeding the cat and then I’ve got to run. Sorry to barge-in!”

“No problem,” Chandler called back down, “I just came home to do laundry. I just got out of the shower. I’ll be down soon.”

“No need,” I replied, “I’ll only be here for a few minutes. Sorry to have disturbed your shower. See you later.” I finished up and departed.

I didn’t know what to do, so I did the logical thing, and I went home and masturbated myself! I don’t do it often, but I was so keyed-up by what I had seen, both Chandler dressed as a woman and masturbating, as well as the porn scene, that I was wired! I have a special sex toy that David doesn’t know about (I hope!) and I decided to use it. Nice. I enjoyed a rocking climax as a result. Ahhh!

I still hadn’t decided what to do when Brian and Melisa returned home a week later. I couldn’t tell my husband what I had seen. I didn’t want to tell Melisa that her son was masturbating in her underwear, but I felt that someone had to know (to answer questions for me as much as anything). So, one morning after David and Melisa had gone off to their jobs, I knocked on Brian’s door.

He opened, surprised, but happy to see me. He invited me in for some coffee. “What’s up?” Brian asked as we moved inside. He poured me some coffee and we sat on the kitchen stools. After some small talk, I got around to why I had come over.

“Brian, I think I need to tell you this, kind of parent-to-parent. It’s embarrassing for me but I have to tell somebody…”

Brian works from home so it’s very natural for him to be home and me to drop-by. “Sure, Erica. Tell me anything. I’m here for you. Here, let’s go into the family room. It’s less formal.” I started following him into the other room when he suddenly stopped and turned to face me. Following close behind, I bumped into him, front-to-front. Embarrassed, as I was wearing my usual short-shorts and ribbed top, my breasts pressed into his stomach as we collided. I’m only a petite 5’ 2” and he’s a tall 6’2”l.

“Opps. Sorry” we both stammered. He maneuvered us to the family room where we sat down.

I looked at the floor and hesitated. “Go on, Erica. What is it?”

“Brian, you know you asked me to feed your cat and all that….”

He interrupted, “So, you forgot. No big deal. She survived.”

“No. No. It’s not that. I did feed her. It’s something I saw. It’s Chandler.”

“Go on,” he encouraged me, sipping his coffee and looking at me over the top of the cup.

So I proceeded to recount the story of me finding Chandler, dressed in what I took as Melisa’s clothes, and doing his thing.

“Wow,” Brian said. Thoughtful. Not judgmental or angry.

I continued, “It upset me and I didn’t know what to do. He didn’t see me and I couldn’t tell Melisa…” I trailed off.

He reached over and put his hand on mine. “No problem, Erica. I’ll have to figure out a way to talk to him at some point. First, how he found my “hidden” porn tapes…” with this he paused and smiled at me… “Hope you don’t think less of me… and then getting into his mother’s things. You know, it’s not uncommon for men to do what they call “Crossdressing”?” He paused. I had no clue what he was talking about and he sensed that.

“Erica, some men enjoy dressing like a woman. I don’t know why. It’s some sexual short circuit. Maybe Chandler is one of them. He has always had girlfriend, so I know he is not gay, but maybe he has a thing for women’s clothes…”

“But I watched him…you know, masturbate. Was that wrong?”

He laughed. “No. How did that make you feel? You know, seeing a man do that?”

I blushed and looked at the floor again. Then I looked up at him. “Actually, I found it exciting. Exhilarating. Sexy” Then I giggled. “Sorry. Do all men do that?” I asked amazed at my boldness.

“Jerk-off?” Brian smiled and laughed. “Yes, all men do that. Not all men like to pretend to be a woman, but all men masturbate. “

“Even you?” I asked, embarrassed.

“Don’t you?” Brian turned the tables.

I blushed and looked at the floor again. “Proper women don’t talk about things like that…”

“You’ve got a vibrator…David doesn’t know….right?” He looked at me in the eyes, not making fun.

“Fine!” I laughed. “Yes and yes. I even used it after I watched your son. I couldn’t help myself.” He smiled. We both shared a moment.

“I love Melisa, but as you could tell from the sex video you saw Chandler watching, I kind of have a thing for sex…”

“Me too…” I blurted out before I thought about what I was saying. “I love David, but our sex life is rather flat and stale. Oh, well. We’re just an old married couple, I guess.”

Sensing my embarrassment, Brian reached across and grabbed my hand. “Don’t be embarrassed. I know you love David.” Then with an enthusiastic grin, he added, “If you’ve got your morning free, how about we open a bottle of wine and watch porn?”

I looked up in shock. Seeing his green sexy eyes smiling back at me…I didn’t know what to say.

Brian continued, “Hey. Two mature adults. Why can’t we watch some porn and still go back to our loving spouses?”

“But…isn’t it early in the day to be drinking?” I stumbled.

He stood. “Here”, he offered his hand. “Nothing bad. Just two friends with a naughty secret. I just love porn, don’t you…?”

I stood and without hesitation said, “Open that wine!”

Well, we enjoyed our wine and watching his sex DVDs. He did have quite a collection. He said that Melisa just kind of tolerates his obsession. And yes, we ended up in his bed, naked, hungry like a****ls. I know that I came twice and so did Brian. Once even in my mouth. A first ever!

“Our secret?” David asked as we lay together afterwards. “No guilt. No strings. Just sex when we both agree?”

Amazed at myself, I had never cheated or even thought about cheating on David; I gave Brian a slow smile. “Deal”.

So that is how it started. Was I wrong? I do love David, but Brian…oh, what a cock he has!

Chapter 3 – Relationship Develops

After that, when I was in the mood, I would knock on Brian’s door in the morning. This was my signal that I was horny. If Brian was available, he would acknowledge me, and hold the door open for me to enter. If he was busy with work, or something, he would say, “Hey, Erica! Can I get back to you later?” This was our code. We found that the morning time seemed to work the best for both of us. We started with straight sex and watching porn. Each time we were together, Brian had some twist or fantasy he would suggest. Our agreement was that, if anything made either of us uncomfortable, we would say so, and whatever it was would stop immediately.

After a couple of visits, Brian asked if I would dress in some sexy lingerie. He offered Melisa’s “lightly used” items in the beginning. When I was unsure of wearing her stuff, he said that it was no problem and would only suffice until I had a chance to do my own shopping. He would even pay for my shopping trips. Reluctantly, I agreed. He found some sexy-trashy outfits from her lingerie drawer – some with the tags still attached – and asked me to wear them.

I knew I was helping him live-out his sexual fantasies, but that was fine with me. He liked stockings and garter belts the most. Melisa had various options in a variety of colors – most unused. I would dress for him, and we would cuddle and watch his porn videos. They were all graphic and portrayed sex as I had never even imagined it! The women were all young and beautiful and the slender men all had large cocks.

Over numerous visits, Brian fucked me missionary style, doggy style, from behind while I was on my stomach, and my favorite, with me straddling him while he sat on the bed or a chair. The later position gave me control over our love making when I was in the mood. I liked the feel of the stockings on my legs. Brian loved giving me oral sex, which I enjoyed, too! And he taught me how to give him blowjobs like a hooker. I had never given David a blow job…ever! With David, it was quick and mechanical. With Brian, our pace was slow and loving, but hot. I learned more about my sexuality, and what makes a man tick (see Chapter 4).

We kept it low key and when our spouses were together, we never let-on anything. I did go lingerie shopping under the guise of trying to spice up David’s and my sex life. He responded, surprised at first, but started enjoying it when I would dress for him when we went out or for a romantic night at home. I tried to get him to be a little more adventuresome in the bedroom, but I didn’t want to push too hard. I worried that doing so would make David suspicious. I hinted at being willing to try watching his porn collection but we never pursued it. His collection wasn’t anywhere near what Brian had, and I know that he watched movies when I was out. After that Brian had told me about men and masturbation, I figured that David enjoyed his private time alone with his movies. To be safe, I kept most of my lingerie and all of my sex toys, hidden.

Brian and I got along famously in the bedroom. We both used each other for our own sexual purposes. In the beginning, the fantasies we acted out were all Brian’s: sexual positions, oral sex, slut like behavior. At the conclusion of one of our sessions, as I was heading out the door back to my house, Brian suggested we reverse that role the next time.

“Sweetie, you have been fantastic at allowing me to enjoy my fantasies. How about next time, you totally be in charge and we’ll act on one of your fantasies? You do have some, don’t you?”

I turned, and with my hand on my hip, smiled, “Of course I do! Next time, it’s all me!” I spun on my heel and walked out, satisfied with what Brian had proposed. Actually, I was scared to death. I had never made anything all-about-me sexually except in private. When I masturbated, it was certainly all about me!

I had to give Brian’s suggestion some thought. Finally, I hit on an idea based on the time I had caught his son jerking off. I arrived at Brian’s door a couple of weeks later. His usual smile, turned into bright delight and surprise when he opened the door. I stood there wearing a short little black skirt, a sheer white blouse allowing my pale pink bra to show through, a string of white pearls around my neck, very high red pumps, and heavy makeup.

“Wow! You look fantastic,” he gushed. “Come in; come in, before the neighbors see you!”

I proudly, and carefully, entered balancing on my heels. I was conscious of Brian watching me with fascination. I was carrying a small shopping bag. I don’t think he noticed the logo, but it was from a local sex shop. “Is today still my fantasy day?” I inquired as I moved to him. Raising my lips to his, I pressed my body against his. I could feel his cock already hardening.

“Absolutely,” he answered back between our passionate kissing and fondling. His hands cupped my panty-covered ass under my mini-skirt. My head was spinning.

Breaking away, I pointed to the upstairs bedroom. He smiled and I led the way upstairs. I knew as I walked up the steps, perched on my spike heels, he had a good view up my little black dress and could watch my pink panty-covered ass.

“So, Sexy, what is your fantasy?” he asked expectantly.

I turned to face him. With a sly smile, I said “I’m going to masturbate as I watch you do the same. No touching each other. Just watching each other pleasure ourselves. Deal?”

He looked uncertain. “Okay. It’s your fantasy. Damn! You look hot!”

I directed him to get naked. As he did so, his cock was starting to harden. I went to Marlene’s lingerie dresser and dug out the pair of pink string bikini panties that I had seen Chandler wearing that day. “Put these on, big boy,” I instructed. “And no talking or questions…”

I pointed for him to lie back on the bed. His cock was stretching the sheer fabric of his wife’s panties as he moved the pillows around. As he watched me expectantly, I stripped for him, unzipping my skirt and allowing it to drop to the floor. I removed my white blouse and stood in front of him in just my pink panties and bra, string of white pearls and red spike heels. I reached behind me and unclasped my bra.

Brian’s cock was aching to be released from the confines of the panties.

“Don’t touch yourself,” I told him. “Not until I tell you.”

I moved to the couch across from the bed and laid back. I opened my legs and teased my fingers across my panty-covered pussy. “Would you like this?” I teased. When he started to answer, I put my finger to my lips to silence him. I could tell that he was getting excited watching me.

With a slow smile, I reached down and pulled the large pink vibrator out of my bag. Holding it up for him to see, I cooed, “meet my new, sexy friend. Always ready to please…” I set him aside and ran my fingers down my panty covered crotch.

I watched Brian’s face as he watched me touch myself. He was stretched on his bed, his hard cock trapped in the fabric of his wife’s pink string bikinis.

I rubbed my panty covered pussy lips. I moaned, watching his eyes, which were locked on my crotch.

“Okay, lover, I want you to pull you cock from your wife’s panties now…”

I watched him watch me as I slide my fingers under the elastic of my panties. I rubbed myself, my fingers finding my aroused clitoris like so many times before. I moaned and smiled at him as we watched, mesmerized.

He obeyed my directive, pulling his erection from the elastic band of his wife’s pink nylon panties
“Now, I want you to masturbate…” I said, “but… I want to cum before you do!”

“Slowly…” I said, “That’s it. Move your hand on you cock. Look at me! Look at my eyes!” I commanded. Brian did his best to look at me. “What color are my eyes?” I asked as a test.

“Green,” he said with difficulty.

Then I shifted to pull my panties off. I tossed them to him. “You can sniff these if you want.” Which he did. He closed his eyes and grinned. “Mmmmm…” he moaned.

I played with my erect nipple and watched him slowly stoke his hardness. My legs were wide open exposing my hairy pussy. I rubbed my finger up and down my slit, finding that I was already wet. I toyed with my clit again. “Do you like that, Lover? Hmmm. Don’t you wish that was your tongue? Oh, I am so wet.” He couldn’t take his eyes off of my pussy. “Slowly, now dear. I’m not ready for you to cum yet.” I added as I saw his eyes momentarily close.

“Have you ever watched a woman touch herself…other than on your porn videos, that is?” I teased. Do you think that your wife does this?” When he absentmindedly shook his head no, I corrected him, “Oh, I bet she does…when you are not around. A woman needs her private moments, alone with her fantasies, just like men do. I bet she touches her wet pussy like this and rubs her clit…”

He grinned and nodded his agreement. I could see his passions rising. “Slowly, dear…” I reminded him. “Now, put my panties around your cock and use them to stroke yourself,” I instructed and he obeyed.

My rubbing intensified and I moaned again. I was excited by doing this in front of Brian as well as the touch of my fingers. This was so erotic.

“Now, imagine that this is you…” I purred as I lifted my pink vibrator. Switching it on, my toy began to vibrate and oscillate. I moved it to my lips and licked its tip with my tongue, swirling around the pulsating head. Brian was watching my every move. Smiling, I moved my friend down to my breast, and then to my stomach, and then lower. My toy was noisily hummer and moving in my hand like it had a life of its own, twisting and moving. I then gently touched my clitoris with the head of the vibrator. I moaned and moved my hips with pleasure. He smiled.

Almost involuntarily, my hips moved to receive my sex toy. I watched as Brian was fixated on the vibrator touching my pussy lips. I closed my eyes for a brief moment. Then, slowly, I pushed the moving head of my sex toy into my wet pussy. I moaned as it easily slid inside me. With experience, I started to move the toy in and out of my wet pussy. It felt so good, humming and moving inside of me. I watched Brian stroke his cock and could see his pre-cum dripping down his shaft helping to lubricate his motions.

“Look at my eyes” I told him. Reluctantly, he looked up from my crotch to my eyes. I smiled. “That’s it. You like jerking -off wearing your wife’s panties, you sissy?”

Our eyes held with mutual effort. I was noisily moving the gyrating vibrator in and out of my hot pussy. Brian was stroking his erect cock.

“What do guys think about when they masturbate?” I asked, holding his gaze. “Do you think about me? Fucking me? Do you want to fuck me now? Oh! Yes, I’d like that too, but I won’t let you do! I want to watch you cum.”

My stroking intensified as did his. We held our eyes. “I think about you fucking me. Hard” I said, holding his eyes.

The buzzing sound of my vibrator filled the room. My hips moved. “Oh” I moaned. “Cum, baby, I want to watch you. Yes! Jerk off for me! Oh! Yes!”

I moved my sex toy in and out of my wet and open pussy. Oh! Brian’s eyes were fixed on my pussy and my sex toy buried deeply inside me. My hips moved….oh!

“Cum for me, baby! Yes! Oh, please, cum for me…” I said, with my passions rising.

“Shit!” Brian exclaimed, “Oh…fuck!”

And with that I watched as Brian jerked off, erupting his manhood on his stomach with several grunts and spurts. His eyes closed as he stroked his erection to a climax. So turned-on by watching Brian cum, I felt my own passions peak. My hips rose up against my vibrator and my body suddenly shook in a glorious climax. “Oh!” I heard myself say. My pussy ground on the vibrator. I came again.

As I opened my eyes, I saw Brian looking at me, his abs covered with his sperm. Still wearing his wife’s pink panties, our eyes met and we smiled at each other. I pulled the sex toy from my pussy. Feeling naughty, I moved the cock-shaped vibrator to my mouth and swallowed it lovingly. Pulling the toy form my mouth, I smiled, “This is you”. Brian smiled back.

“Wow,” he said. “That was hot!”

“What would your wife say?” I teased with a naughty smile. Not waiting for a reply, I continued “Now use my panties to clean yourself up.” With that, I switched off my toy and relaxed on the couch. As he finished wiping off his sperm, I held my hand out to him, “toss them to me”, I told him. He tossed my panties back to me. They were damp, and smelled of his manhood. Without a word, I slipped them up my legs, and lifted my hips as I pulled them up. He smiled, satisfied with fulfilling my fantasy.

Chapter 4 – Learning about men

I’ve learned a lot about sex and men over the last year. I do love my David, and Brian his Melisa, but our sexual journey has been an eye opener for me.

First, I came to realize that, although the basis for a lasting relationship is love, sex is important for both the man and the woman, though in a very different way. A woman has her need to feel connected, and important to her man, but she also (at least for me) has a drive for sexual gratification. The frequency and urgency are different from that of a man’s, but it is still there. For most sexual encounters, the meaning of the act is more important than the act itself.

For the man, I have to agree with Freud: men think about sex all the time. The love and romance part of sex is just a preamble that leads to the sex act. Men just need gratification. I hate to admit it, but frequently, the woman (or, I guess it could be a man), is simply the object of choice for the man’s gratification. This is not good or bad; just a fact of life.

Second, the wearing of lingerie greatly adds to the sexual atmosphere. For me, not only did it make me feel pretty, and downright naughty, it also showed that I was interested in sex and in pleasing my man. For the man, I think seeing his woman wearing sheer panties, a garter belt with stockings, and high heels, connected his teenage fantasies of what sexy women wore to have sex. Looking the part seems to heighten the atmosphere and expectations.

Finally, the other learning I had from my time with Brian is that men are obsessed with their semen! I didn’t realize this, or even think about it, until I watched Brian’s porn videos and noticed this obsession. As a woman, a man’s seed could be good or bad:
• Needed to have c***dren (good if planned, bad if unexpected)
• Carrier of STDs (bad)
• Leads to sticky legs and damp sheets (inconvenient)
• Shows that the man has enjoyed himself (a woman can fake an orgasm but a man can’t)
• Signals the end of the sex act (can be good or bad depending on the situation)
For the man, the all-important white ejaculation is only good:
• Since all men masturbate, they are accustomed to seeing their seed as they climax. This connection of pleasure with the outward display of the white liquid becomes ingrained.
• The act of depositing seed deeply inside the woman’s womb, is a true sign of power & control
• The dominance of a man pushing his cock into a woman’s mouth, and ejaculating his seed in a way that most women would find repulsive, is a thrill and a sign of control.
• A man watching as he ejaculates into a woman’s mouth, on her face, or on her body, is highly erogenous and demonstrates maximum dominance over the woman.

Watch any porn movie, and I guarantee that you will see oral sex and a man/men ejaculating. Call me crazy, but I have seen this connection and reached my conclusions about sperm.

Once I realized this man’s obsession with his sperm, it actually made things easier and more interesting for me. If all women could grow to understand and appreciate this manly obsession, I think it would distress the bedroom greatly. Watching men greatly enjoy receiving oral sex…okay, they call it getting a blowjob, or having a woman go down on them to give head… I grew to understand men, their cocks, and their obsession with ejaculating. I also grew to love a man’s cum. What I initially thought of as gross and yucky, I now enjoy, not just because I know that the man likes it, but also as my own symbol of control, and sub/dom in the sex act.

Through Brian, and watching his sex tapes, I learned to give blowjobs, and enjoy sucking a man’s cock. No longer was it a nasty thing, instead it was a fun thing. Whether it lead to intercourse, or served as the totality of the sex act, I enjoyed cock sucking. Brian enjoyed having me do it, too! In the beginning, he would hold my head on his erupting erection as he emptied himself down my throat. Then, as he saw that I was enjoying myself, he ventured into jerking off into my open mouth as I looked up at him, or on my face (I learned that this was called a “facial”, something I had never known). A load of sperm was just a warm, wet mess no matter where it ended up. Secretly, I was fascinated by a man’s cock climaxing its load of love juice.

At home, as I slowly got David to share his sex videos with me, feigning shock and mild disgust, I slowly started expanding his sexual horizons. One night, while we lounged on the sofa enjoying a cocktail, I asked him if we could watch one of his videos. He was surprised but seemed uncomfortably pleased. I suspected that he watched these porn movies in private and masturbated. “What’s your interest all of a sudden…and that goofy grin?” he questioned.

Caught with my image of him jerking off, I had smiled to myself. I recovered, “We don’t have to watch them, but I just thought that I’m ready to learn some things…it could be fun…”

He seemed pleased and amused. As he prepared the DVD player, I excused myself and went upstairs to change. When I got back downstairs, David’s shocked face said it all! Under a long sheer pink nylon robe, I was wearing a white corset that I had just purchased (and he knew about). Its garters were holding up white hose, and I was perched on top of shiny black pumps. I had a white pearl necklace choker around my neck, and I had applied some heavy make-up.

“Do you like me?” I asked sheepishly.

“Wow!” David exclaimed as he jumped up. Holding me in front of him, his eyes traveled up and down my form. He stammered “I just…well, I…um, yes! You look stunning. You surprised me…”

“Offer a girl a drink?” I smiled seductively.

As he scurried off to mix cocktails, I settled on the sofa. The DVD was all ready and so was I!

I took a deep draw on the Martini he handed to me, and said “I know you like your videos and I’m sorry if I have been neglecting you. Maybe I can learn some things that would please you…”

He assured me that I did please him and he fumbled to start the movie. If he knew that I had performed many of the sex acts soon to appear on the screen with our neighbor already, he would have died!

As we watched the mindless plot of the movie, and the women paraded through sucking and fucking, I slide close to David and ran my hand along his jean-covered leg. “Why don’t you slip out of these?” I suggested. Not taking his eyes off the sex scenes, he allowed me to unbuckle his belt and we both worked his pants down and off his legs. His erect cock was visible under his boxers as was a damp spot from his pre-cum. Sliding my nylon covered body close to his, I moved my hand to his crotch. He jumped and looked at me, unsure…

“Now, you just keep watching your movie. Don’t mind me, darling…” I smiled and kissed his neck and nibbled his ear. I could feel his cock jump, and I guided it out the fly of his boxers. As we both watched the sex on the screen, I moved my hand up and down on his erect cock. I could tell that he liked what I was doing. I then lowered my head down to his lap, and kissed the tip of his cock. He jumped.

I rose back up, a string of his clear pre-cum trailing from my lips. “Don’t you like that?” I pretended to pout.

“Yes. Yes” he stammered. “it’s just that you never…well, you know…did that before.”

Moving my hand on his erect shaft, I smiled at him as said “I told you that I wanted to learn to please you better…” and without another word, I lowered my head to his lap and engulfed his cock fully in my mouth. He moaned loudly. Moving my hand on his shaft, and my mouth on his cock, I began to give my husband his first blowjob (at least by me).

u*********sly, his hands moved to my head, and started guiding my action. He moaned and shifted. He moaned again. After only a couple of minutes, I heard him groan, “Oh! Fuck! Oh, Erica…yes!” and with that declaration, his body shook and he came in my mouth! It was all so quick, and if I hadn’t been experienced with cock sucking, thanks to Brian, I don’t know how I would have reacted. Like a champ, I swallowed his sizeable load of sperm. I loved it and it sent a hot tingle between my legs. I kissed some final drops from the tip of his sensitive cock head as his body relaxed.

Sitting back up, I smiled a wet smile at him and asked “how did I do? I think you liked it?”

“Oh! Erica! That was wonderful. You were fantastic! Of my gosh…I meant to last longer, but well…”

I planted my sperm-wet lips and his and kissed him deeply. I then cuddled on him and we enjoyed being together on the sofa, the sex tape still playing in the background, but neither of us paying attention to it.

Chapter 5 – Routine
I’ll end my story here. An exciting routine has developed and I think all are satisfied:
• David gets frequent blow jobs (and I enjoy some private masturbation adventures afterwards to satisfy myself). Our marriage remains strong and we are both happy.
• Brian’s endless thirst for sex keeps me deeply satiated. Around him, I can be a wanton slut and enjoy being used as his fantasy sex toy.
• I dream of the idea of seducing Melissa sometime, fascinated with the idea of pleasing a woman, but this will have to wait for another time.
So for now, I am enjoying my secret sex life in my quiet suburban neighborhood.
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