For a long time I had fantasies of being pampered by my wife. The whole idea of her sexual pleasure coming from someone else’s cock was driving me crazy. I played with the idea of convincing her to take some new lovers so that it would experience the joy of having a bigger and better dick stuffed inside her. But I thought this would be a futile attempt because it was not the kind of woman who would accept this kind of thing. He needed the soft loving relationship that we had developed over the years and probably would not have been able to relax and feel comfortable enough to enjoy the experience. I was also afraid that if you had made fun of someone else that he or they would interfere with our daily life. That didn’t mean to happen. Yet, at the same time the imagination of his sharing of his body with others still raged within me. I wanted you to have sexual encounters and pleasures that I wasn’t able to provide and be replaced as your sexual partner.

The good thing about hindrance is how clear it is. The bad thing is, you can’t go back and do the things you might have done differently. Now that I graduated from college, I had time to think about things in my first year and something in particular that I could do differently.

I wasn’t your typical student. When I graduated in high school, I decided not to go to college right away. Instead, I joined the army. My parents weren’t happy with this decision and they announced that if I ever decided to go to college, I should have paid it myself. Well, the IG account would take care of that once you got out of the army. But the whole amount of money became moot when an airplane crash brought my parents away from me a few months before being dumped at the end of my second enlistment.

A week later, Kay was preparing for his bathroom and Jim was lovingly caressing his back and back, admiring the beauty of his wife no less his long attractive legs and heavy naked breast.

“Oh, Jim, last week it was so much that I didn’t know what could be. I was in heaven. "

“I know, it was beautiful. "

“And now,” he said, looking at him, “What time? "

It was a New Year’s Eve party we arranged at our house. We invited 30 couples and 26 of them. We drank and danced and of course something to eat. The party was a costume party celebrating the last of the year old and welcoming in the new year. There were all kinds of costumes, surprisingly most of them were on the revealing side.

It was amazing that women wore costumes that also showed their naked breasts and a lot of them also their nipples. Their skirts were so short that if they leaned on everything you could see their panties that was just something more than a strap covering their back toad and their pussy lips.

I was alone in my bed last night thinking about you. It was so many years ago, yet, it seemed only a few months ago. The feelings of you standing beside me, in front of me, behind me, above me, all seem so vivid. How did everything begin?… As I recall, it was my doing… You were there, and since there was only one bed, you slept with me. I remember waking up in the morning and feeling close. I don’t know what made me start, just friendly comfort, I guess, but I started to caresss my back, feeling the shape of you through the silky material of your nightgown. You moved slowly under my touch, enjoying the sensual feelings of being rubbed. Gradually, I pushed my fingers a little further around your life, feeling the curves of your belly. It’s clear you couldn’t decide if you wanted me to keep going like you’ve become, and even get away from me. I persisted, quietly, gently, and gradually gave in and relaxed, allowing me to rub you. My very light touch now, I began to draw a line down your leg, feeling the change in the texture from satin to meat and my heart jumped a beat. My lower lip caught between my teeth, I started the trip back on the leg, giving space to move the shoulder on the bed, so you were now lying looking at me propped on a elbow. I leaned forward and kissed your lips so softly and you didn’t bang. Your lips were wet. At first you did not respond, except to lie there passively but very gradually, as I gently kissed, you began to kiss me, your lips separating slightly to allow me to start exploring with my language. I didn’t want to break the spell we created, I didn’t want to scare you back, so I went back to rub your stomach through the satin of your shirt, moving my hand up to feel the profile of your heavy breasts. You have the most beautiful body, very thin with big breasts that I could bury my face and drowned, with the utmost pleasure. You started moving back under my hand, enjoying the sensations aroused in you. I felt the profile of your nipples, erected, now, and as I moved from one to another, tracing a line around them, you gave a little lean pleasure. I kissed you once again, this time with more definition, and there was no response error now. You were having fun, me, and you kissed me back, your tongue trying my mouth, tasting me, our tongues caressing each other.