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Seriously Part Two
My husband Brad asked me a very surprising question a month ago and last
night I answered it. Before I share the question and my answer, I must
tell you the background so that you might understand why he would even
ask. Please bear with me as I start from the beginning.
Brad is fifty-three years old, I am forty-seven. We are five years past
the first of three long and silent rides home from visits to our doctor.
The first quiet ride was one of relief that he would be fine but also of
acknowledgement that we were getting older. At forty-eight, Brad began
having trouble peeing. It was the usual, getting up at night often,
trouble going, starting and stopping etc.
The relief came from knowing what you have guessed, that although he was
a bit young for it, Brad had a growing prostrate. The good news is of
course that it is fairly common and that there was medicine for it.
Still, the fact that he had an age related problem was obviously getting
him down.
It took many months, but as the medicine did its job, the symptoms and
the enlarging went away. Brad felt better and his mood went back to being
normal and fun loving. That changed around the fifth month when we headed
for the doctor the second time.
This ride home was quiet and awkward. Quiet because Brad was embarrassed
and pissed off that there was really nothing he could do. Awkward because
I had to keep my head turned out the passenger window because I was
trying not to let him see me suppressing a very serious giggle.
My name is Angie and I am a very detail oriented person. I knew before we
went to the doctor what he was going to tell us. I knew because I had
researched the prescription Brad had been taking and knew from a couple
of months of observing Brad that he was suffering from "a rare but non-
life threatening side effect". I guess I could have told him, but frankly
I could not think of a way to bring it up without embarrassing him and or
pissing him off. Now he was both but at least I did not do it.
The good news is that there was nothing physically wrong, he just had
breasts. They were smallish to be sure, but cute, kind of perky ones,
none the less. That is why I was trying not to giggle.
Finally he spoke. "Go ahead."
"Go ahead and what?" I asked turning toward him.
"Laugh, you have been trying not to since we got to the car."
Busted! I broke out laughing. "I'm sorry honey, I just keep thinking of
lucky you are."
"Lucky? How?" he demanded.
"That you have always been a breast man." I could not help myself I
swear. I started laughing so hard I about peed myself. Fortunately it
must have been contagious because he joined in and the tension was
shattered.
Despite the humor, the car ride was still somber. I knew that I had to be
very careful not to bruise his ego. "Honey is there anything I can do?" I
asked.
"Yeah," Brad said, "You can pretend everything is the same."
"Oh course it is Brad. I mean what has changed really? Your chest is a
bit bigger than it was, your nipples are as sensitive as they have always
been, I mean, you have always loved when I play with them. And if you
want to borrow a bra, well, I guess I am ok with that." I again could not
help myself as I giggled.
The worst of the three rides came two years ago. We have always had a
satisfying sex life. Brad was an attentive lover, liked foreplay and
enjoyed oral sex. So did I for that matter. For several months leading up
to the doctor visit, I had noticed he seemed less interested and when he
was willing, well less hard than he used to be.
Finally the day came when despite teasing, licking and rubbing his cock,
I could not get him up. I asked him if he was ok and for the first time
we spoke about what we both knew was happening. Several days later we
went to the doctor.
Erectile dysfunction probably caused by low testosterone was the cause of
his problem. The ride home was very quiet. I did not know what to say to
soothe him. He was devastated.
The doctor prescribed a testosterone supplement but when asked about the
Viagra type of drugs told us that with Brad's blood pressure issues, he
would like to hold off and see if just the testosterone treatment would
work.
I am sure Brad had thousands of thoughts running through his head, I know
I did but know idea how to voice them. We let it sit between us for
several weeks unspoken. Finally I brought it up over dinner.
"Brad?" I started smiling, "Would you like to try a little nookie
tonight?"
"What is the point?" was his cryptic reply. "It's not like I can."
"Well you have been taking the testosterone several weeks, maybe?"
"If it doesn't work then neither of us will be satisfied so why try?" he
lamented.
"Well you have always been able to satisfy me orally and the doctor said
you had problems with erections, he never said you could not still cum,"
I replied.
"I am not sure cumming without an erection is something I would want to
do." He answered.
Trying to lighten the mood, I laughed, "Why not, I do it all the time."
I was happy to see his smile. "Ok, let's try. I have missed the taste of
your pussy and those breasts of yours."
Encouraged I said, "I'll let you play with my tits if I can play with
yours!"
Some of his old nature had returned because in response to my comment
Brad pulled his shirt up and cupped his almost B cup breasts and jiggled
them.
Later in the bedroom, we started slowly like always with kisses and
gentle caresses. Brad cupped and squeezed my breasts, biting gently on
the nipples. His hand slide down my belly and a finger slipped into my
very needful pussy. I was wet and ready and Brad knew.
Has he slid one and then two fingers deliberately into me, thumbing my
clit, I leaned down and sucked his nipple into my mouth. I knew he loved
that even before they became larger and I was rewarded by a moan.
Flicking it with my tongue I reached down and cupped his soft cock. I
felt his body stiffen as he waited for my reaction to the lack of
erection.
My reaction was to move down and take his soft dick into my mouth. I do
not think I have ever done that, it used to be hard before he even got in
bed. I was not sure what it would be like but I soon learned I liked it.
For the first time I could get the entire thing in my mouth and the soft
tissue felt nice as it warmed and thickened just a little.
Encouraged, I licked it and pulled softly with my lips. Although it did
not get hard, Brad began to moan. I lifted his cock away and sucked his
balls. I could tell they were full of cum from weeks of abstinence. I
rolled them slowly with my tongue while my hand kneaded the softness of
his cock.
I realized that he was aroused if not erect when he nudged me to roll on
top of him so he could lick my pussy as well. As his tongue glided up and
down my slit, slapping my clit over and over, I knew I was going to cum.
I focused on squeezing his balls as my mouth covered his cock.
I was sucking just the head when he came. It was not intense, just slow
waves of pulse that I could feel with my lips. My mouth was soon full of
his salty cum and as I heard his moans of pleasure and I think surprise,
I came very hard on his face.
After, we cuddled and talked.
"That was great, did you enjoy it?" I asked.
"Oh yes, I did not think it would work but I actually came." Brad sighed
contentedly.
"Did it feel the same?" I asked truly curious.
Brad thought for a while and then said, "Not really. Good but different.
I mean I used to cum really hard and from my nuts if you know what I
mean."
"Not really. Where did you cum from this time?" I smiled.
"Well it was different. It felt like it started in my belly and grew. I
could feel the abdomen muscles clench and then relax. The area between my
stomach and groin grew warmer and then it was like rhythmic waves had
begun and my cock just drained."
I did not say a word, I just snuggled closer. I did not know what to say
because what Brad had just described was pretty much the orgasm of a
woman. Not exact but damn close. I drifted to sleep with that thought.
I would like to say things were fine after that but they weren't. Several
weeks went by with Brad showing no interest in sex. Although I was not
surprised, I was getting frustrated. I don't mind masturbating but would
much rather Brad does it to me.
When I finally suggested we try again, Brad said, "Angie I know you have
needs but I don't know. I just feel inadequate."
"Why? You pleased me last time and you came as well. You said you liked
your orgasm if I remember."
"Well I did but it made me feel..." Brad faltered.
"Feel what Brad? Come on talk to me," I responded.
"Well, not manly I guess," he stammered.
I stayed quiet because I was not sure how to respond. After a moment he
continued. "Cumming without an erection just seems so, I don't know
girlish I guess."
"Well I am available always if you change your mind," I said, kissing him
lightly on the cheek. He smiled a little sadly.
Several more weeks went by and finally I approached Brad one Friday night
with an idea I had been thinking about for quite awhile.
"Brad, you know what you said about not feeling manly when you cum
without a hard on?" I asked.
I saw him blush before saying, "Yes."
"Well I have been thinking about it, maybe we are approaching this
wrong." I said with a naughty smile on my face.
"What do you mean?" he asked obviously confused.
"If you can not have sex feeling like a man, maybe you would be ok if you
thought about as a woman," I stated.
"Angie, what the hell are you talking about?" countered Brad.
"Well don't get mad but, you cum like a girl, you have breasts, your skin
in soft and if you shaved your chest and legs you might feel girlish.
That way you could have an orgasm that is satisfying without an erection.
We could pretend we are lesbians, they do it all the time," I finished.
I watched as Brad digested what I said.
After several minutes Brad looked at me and said, "Are you nuts?"
"Maybe, but as you said I do have needs and even though you do not get
very hard anymore, so do you. I am just trying to find a solution so we
can have as satisfying a sex life as possible. Seems to me the only
barrier is the way you have thinking about it."
"I have been thinking about it the way I have because it is the only way
I know to think. Like a guy, now you are saying I should be a woman!"
Brad retorted.
"I am not suggesting you become a woman, just that you change your
approach to this. Think of it as role play. You are a man, my man but we
could pretend to be lesbian girlfriends. That way you could cum without a
hard on like I do and not feel threatened."
Brad remained silent so long I grew worried that I had hurt him. He did
not look at me for a long time. After a deep sigh he said, "I am not sure
it will work but I am willing to do anything that you want. I always have
been because I love you."
"And I love you too. If it doesn't work we are no worse off. Who knows it
could be fun," I answered kissing him.
Sighing again he asked, "So what first?"
"First we get rid of that hair!" I laughed.
I left him sitting on the couch and ran a hot tub. Putting shaving items
near by I called him to join me.
After a long soak, a lot of shaving cream and my help, Brad rinsed off
and stood for inspection.
"Wow, nice legs and they really do look like breasts now," I commented.
"How does it feel?"
"Weird would cover it." He laughed.
I had him wrap in one of my robes and announced the next step. "Would you
like your nails painted pink or red?" I giggled.
"Paint my nails? Why?" he looked at me curiously.
"For the mood silly," I answered.
"Pink then," he replied.
"You ok?" I asked as I finished.
"Yeah, doesn't hurt anything but my ego," he answered. "But then again
it is not supposed to be my ego, it is my lesbian ego and she loves the
color," Brad tried.
I tousled his hair. "I'm going to slip into something comfy. You sit here
until your nails dry."
After changing into a long gown and silky panties I entered the living
room. Brad was just sitting and staring at his toes. "Well what do you
think?" I asked.
"Wow you look great," he said looking up.
Extending my hand I beckoned him to follow me. In the bedroom I stood
behind him and slipped my hands into his robe, cupping and squeezing his
breasts, weighing them lightly and thumbing his nipples. I heard his
sharp intake of breath.
Whispering in his ear, I asked, "Would you like to slip into some sexy
panties for your girl?"
"Panties?" he stuttered shivering.
"Soft, sexy, girl's panties. Panties that I can slide aside to lick you,
down there," I answered as sexy as I could.
"Will that turn you on?" he asked softly.
"More you mean?" I asked, placing his hand over my wet panty crotch.
Moving in front of him I slowly drew the robe off his shoulders. Placing
it on the bed, I picked up a pair of my sheer lacey black panties. I
handed them to him and watched as he gulped. Bending he slipped them up
his hairless legs.
Next I helped him slip on a purple shelf bra that held his breasts up and
gave them a pretty shape while leaving them fully exposed.
"My god Brad, that looks so nice on you. Your breasts are beautiful!" I
said honestly.
"Thank you, no one has ever told me that." He laughed.
Slipping a chemise over his head, I led him to the mirror to see the new
her. "Well?"
"Is that me?" he asked. "I look like a girl almost."
"Of course you do, my lesbian girl. Another time we will do your hair and
make up but for now I just need to get you to bed," I told him.
Having never been with a woman, I let Brad take the lead. After all he
knew his way around the female form. I just did to him whatever he did to
me. I paid a lot of attention to his breasts, in my head thinking of them
as breasts now not just man boobs.
His nipples reacted like mine, stiffening and becoming pointed. He moaned
as I sucked and licked them. In the bra his breasts were well rounded and
firm. I ran my tongue just under the cup line which he really seemed to
like.
All too soon he was between my legs licking me gently and then with more
vigor. Squeezing my own breasts and nipples I cried out as I came several
times. Brad just kept eating me which meant I just kept cumming. Finally
I rolled him to his back and returned the favor.
Following his actions, I licked and sucked his balls first and the areas
where his groin met his thighs. He sighed and moaned quietly as I circled
closer to his cock. Leaving his panties on, I pulled him out and ran my
tongue the length of his shaft. Although it remained soft I could feel
the heat coming off it.
Pulling it down between his legs I pretended it was a slit and licked it
like one, pretending it was a hole. The thought struck me as I was
fantasizing and I pulled his cock back up onto his belly and decided to
try licking the hole that he did have.
We had never tried any kind of anal play before, but mainly because it
never occurred to us. It was obvious right away that he loved it. He
squirmed and wiggled when my tongue found his anal bud and groaned as it
slipped a little inside.
Taking it a step further, I placed his cock head in my mouth and then
very, very slowly slipped a single finger into him. My finger was wet
from touching myself and went in easily. As the second knuckle
disappeared I was surprised to feel his cock thicken in my mouth. Placing
a hand over his balls, I found them tight and ready.
I began sucking him a little harder and pumping my finger in and out
slowly. I think Brad was in shock because I am sure he could feel his
cock getting hard between my lips. Not like it used to, but more than it
had in a long time.
As he began to moan, he pushed his ass down on my finger a bit and said,
"Yes that's it. Eat my pussy baby. Fuck my hole." Pulling my finger out,
I replaced it with my thicker thumb. When it was all the way in and his
cock was growing warm in my mouth, he began to come. Like last time it
was a long and gentle process. Cum began seeping out his cock head slow
enough that I could keep up with it.
His cock was at least half erect and pulsing. Brad was thrashing and
whimpering.
Later as we snuggled I asked, "Are you ok?"
"Oh yes, that was great! I think I squealed when I came." He laughed.
"You did, just like a girl," I teased.
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