My Perfect Day
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Being married to Kate has given me the most perfect life. (No, wait, that sounds selfish, what I meant to say, has given ‘us’ the most perfect life.) It took us a while to get to this happy place but the wait was worth it and now we just have the best of times with no regrets or disappointments.
It didn’t start that way. Kate was quite naive when we met and it took quite a bit of coaxing even for her to relent and let me fuck her, ‘take her virginity’ as they say, before she had that wedding band on her finger, but she did and thereafter became quite a willing pupil in matters on sexual intercourse. Indeed, once she had experienced those thrills that lead to a satisfying orgasm she became quite receptive to suggestions that sprung from my imaginative mind and fantasies and once we were wed there was no hesitation on her part to try out some new ideas.
One would have thought that given the frequency of ‘bareback sex’ in which we indulged that Kate would have quickly experienced the joys of becoming a mother; it was something, parenthood, which we were looking forward to achieving. However, it was not to be for when she consulted her doctor, the diagnosis was a gynecological condition (twisted tubes, I believe) that determined Kate was unable to conceive. Our disappointment at being denied becoming natural parents was tempered by the knowledge that thereafter we didn’t need to bother with any form of birth control in the future whenever we fucked. It was shortly after this diagnosis that I expanded Kate’s education and introduced her to something new that had passed her by when growing up, the delights of Pornography. She had no idea that such stuff was freely available and so it was that we use to enjoy some 'Top Shelf’ magazines that I brought home. She was much amused by some of the antics described by some of the correspondents in the letters pages and even more so by the explicit illustrations and photographs.
The arrival of the internet in our household was a change and she delighted in seeing ‘moving pictures’ and hearing the dialogue that she had up until that point only imagined as she read the written word. So it was that our lovemaking was taken to a whole new level when I mounted a screen in our bedroom and we explored the fantasies of being in the company of others as we fucked.
It was Kate that took the lead on that one and had gotten the idea from what we saw of group sex that there was no harm, it was at her suggestion that we should invite others into our bedroom... Gymnastics? Her rationale was that the videos we had been viewing were ‘only sex’ after all and whilst the players involved might have been ‘play-acting’ for the benefit of the cameras it was all being done for pleasure and there was no harm in that if everyone involved were consenting participants. I couldn’t fault the logic and so we set out to find like-minded people.
It didn’t prove difficult. Indeed, the first contact was quite easy. Kate used to attend a weekly Yoga class and, although I can only imagine how such a conversation unfolded, one of her classes mentioned that her husband had a low sex drive which meant that their ‘couplings’ had reduced to her doing herself with toys while he sat watching wanking his limp dick, all of which left her feeling frustrated.
Kate had responded along the lines that she had no such problems, that her situation was at the other end of the scale in that she has a husband who satisfied her in every way, and that she was welcome to relieve her frustrations with him, I don’t mind and he certainly won’t object!
So it was that yoga night would end with Fiona coming home with Kate and for the three of us to emulate what had previously been a spectator sport. Fiona was very energetic, very imaginative, and very grateful. Kate enjoyed watching and participating and said later what made the whole thing so nice was that there was no sense of threat behind people enjoying each other’s company. I couldn’t have agreed more.
Later, Fiona’s husband did join us and was quite happy to sit and watch his wife get the full benefit of my ever-rampant cock. Kate was quite amused to see him sitting there, totally content, stroking what she referred to as ‘the smallest dick I have ever seen’ but in time she began to voice other observations, that it was me who was enjoying ‘another pussy’ while she was now having to take her turn. Being the dutiful husband, I couldn’t have my sweet wife being denied so that was when we began the campaign of using contact magazines and websites to find similar-minded couples to ourselves.
It didn’t take long and, long story short, after careful vetting we now have a discrete circle of friends who think nothing of being in the company of others and caring and sharing for each other’s needs.
It’s been a few years now since we went down this path and I have to say that the anticipation and the excitement of a night (or a weekend) of fucking with others has never diminished or left us and I still get thrills and have no regrets as we continue with this perfect life.
So, how would I describe what constitutes for me, a perfect day? It usually begins with the build-up of the excitement that comes just before we meet our friends. We are very particular about hygiene and appearance and I love to watch as Kate gets dressed and applies her sexy makeup. She will fully engage me with choosing whatever outfit she will wear which is assisted by another passion I have, that of buying lingerie for her! Seeing her putting on her lip gloss and knowing that soon her lover will be licking and tasting her mouth as they engage gives me a perverse thrill. Even though she provides me with passion, in person, anytime I desire her, there's a different level of pleasure watching her connect with her lovers and somehow, it is the lipstick that emphasizes that to me; the way she fully surrenders herself to them, first through soft gentle kissing that quickly builds to intense passion; then for her lover to bring her to multiple orgasms as first they touch her while kissing her and caressing her pussy which gets soaking wet from the kissing.
But I’m getting ahead of myself. It is not always a group session that we have. Often it may be that one of our female friends will visit and I will have the full benefit of a threesome (Fiona is still a frequent visitor) or it may be that one of our male compatriots will come over and it will be my turn to be a participating voyeur.
Should that be the schedule then we normally start on the couch with a drink, with her in the middle. We take turns kissing her and I like to then sit back, relax and watch them make out like teenagers for a while. Maybe I'll move in sometimes and kiss her neck while our guest kisses her lips; maybe we alternate. We stay fully clothed while on the couch, touching and fondling her through her clothes. Occasionally our hands brush as we move from her thighs, crotch, and breasts. Our erections are bulging and outlined in our pants as she alternately rubs each of us, occasionally turning her full attention to just one, then the other, so that no one feels left out. I’ll sometimes leave the room to freshen up a drink, or for a bathroom break which allows them time to get more comfortable and relaxed with each other.
I'm certain that the couch time ever lasts over 15 minutes before we then move to the bedroom. Once we get to the bedroom the kissing and touching continued but now without clothes, we peel them off. Kate loves that part, when she can lay on the bed and at last have a hard rigid dick in each hand. It is a thrill to hear her sigh as she lifts her hips to press her mound back against whichever hand is rubbing her waiting willing pussy. Typically it is only a few minutes, that is about all she can take before she wants to feel our guest’s cock inside of her. I encourage our friend to first lie on top of her and kiss her and for him to rub his hard cock on her tummy until she begs for him to put it inside of her. I know that her biggest turn-on is to be face to face with the weight of her lover pressing down on the top of her, for his hard cock to press against her thigh, her pussy lips, or her tummy until finally in one quick motion she pulls him inside of her and moans with pleasure. I love to see and hear these things and I get as much pleasure these days laying alongside and stroking my cock as I do watching her being fucked.
Although Kate and I are extremely compatible, it’s a fact of life that as I get older (and part of the ‘aging process’) that now I can typically only last 1-2 minutes inside of her before I climax which is the reason why we extend our foreplay so long. Some of her lovers have fucked her for as long as 20-30 minutes, so we always let our guests make love to her first. If both Kate and our guest seem fully into each other and not distracted by my presence, I like to step back and watch, stroking myself just to the edge of cumming. Sometimes she’ll reach out and stroke me or suck my cock while her lover is thrusting her. Regardless, we are perfect hosts as it is always our guest who gets her full attention which is another of the sexy things I love about her.
There are so many things that I love about my Kate. For instance, she becomes very vocal when she senses her partner’s cock about to penetrate her pussy. She doesn’t talk dirty or anything so crude, she’s much too refined for that, she just moans out her passion with a heartfelt and sincere "Oh god, that feels good!" and "Yes please, yes, yes!!!" in her polite fashion as she grabs her lover by the hips and pulls him into her. Her moans are often silenced by those lovers who kiss her often while inside of her. She likes to kiss while being fucked and also to have lots of eye contact and face caressing.
There have been some visitors who are not totally at ease with me, the hubby, being in the same room. If I sense this to be the case, then I'll leave them alone so they can engage without my presence as I recognize that sometimes lovers can reach higher levels of intimacy if they are alone. I don’t go far; usually, I’ll stand out of sight by the open doorway and stroke myself as I listen to the moans and sounds of two people fully into each other. As I mentioned, Kate is very vocal and completely gives herself fully to her lovers and I am left with no doubt about what is occurring in my bedroom, sometimes hearing can be more erotic than watching. However, my thoughtfulness for the feelings of our guest only goes so far, after I hear that he has climaxed in her I like to go back in and hold and kiss her gently. Her lover will get the message that it is my turn and invariably roll off her so I can take his place. Caressing her and letting our guest watch as she and I make soft, tender love. I get an indescribable feeling from sliding my erect cock into her pussy which is slick from the cum that has just been deposited there by the man who is still laying alongside us. On some occasions our guest will get worked up again watching us, often entering her eagerly again with several minutes of hard thrusting and another intense orgasm for both of them. It’s not uncommon for Kate through the course of the evening to have come 4-5 times starting from those first caresses on the couch to the full-on fucking in the bedroom.
I would hesitate to say that Kate is insatiable but she is very particular to ensure that everyone is satisfied. She has never refused a lover’s advances and with her demure demeanor, she will always thank them with a few more gentle kisses when they eventually withdraw. There are never any recriminations or regrets at the end of the day and I’m always amused at the concern she expresses that everyone has had a good time when she says her goodbyes at the door as they leave. I don’t think there has ever been a time when our guests haven’t gone home without a very relaxed and satisfied look on their faces.
Once we are alone again we spend a few minutes tidying up before going back up to our bedroom. By this time I’m usually too tired to resume any sexual activities but as I spoon behind her and we lie holding each other, we reflect on the experiences of the evening before eventually drifting off to sleep.
For me, it is a perfect way to end a perfect day.
*******
Being married to Kate has given me the most perfect life. (No, wait, that sounds selfish, what I meant to say, has given ‘us’ the most perfect life.) It took us a while to get to this happy place but the wait was worth it and now we just have the best of times with no regrets or disappointments.
It didn’t start that way. Kate was quite naive when we met and it took quite a bit of coaxing even for her to relent and let me fuck her, ‘take her virginity’ as they say, before she had that wedding band on her finger, but she did and thereafter became quite a willing pupil in matters on sexual intercourse. Indeed, once she had experienced those thrills that lead to a satisfying orgasm she became quite receptive to suggestions that sprung from my imaginative mind and fantasies and once we were wed there was no hesitation on her part to try out some new ideas.
One would have thought that given the frequency of ‘bareback sex’ in which we indulged that Kate would have quickly experienced the joys of becoming a mother; it was something, parenthood, which we were looking forward to achieving. However, it was not to be for when she consulted her doctor, the diagnosis was a gynecological condition (twisted tubes, I believe) that determined Kate was unable to conceive. Our disappointment at being denied becoming natural parents was tempered by the knowledge that thereafter we didn’t need to bother with any form of birth control in the future whenever we fucked. It was shortly after this diagnosis that I expanded Kate’s education and introduced her to something new that had passed her by when growing up, the delights of Pornography. She had no idea that such stuff was freely available and so it was that we use to enjoy some 'Top Shelf’ magazines that I brought home. She was much amused by some of the antics described by some of the correspondents in the letters pages and even more so by the explicit illustrations and photographs.
The arrival of the internet in our household was a change and she delighted in seeing ‘moving pictures’ and hearing the dialogue that she had up until that point only imagined as she read the written word. So it was that our lovemaking was taken to a whole new level when I mounted a screen in our bedroom and we explored the fantasies of being in the company of others as we fucked.
It was Kate that took the lead on that one and had gotten the idea from what we saw of group sex that there was no harm, it was at her suggestion that we should invite others into our bedroom... Gymnastics? Her rationale was that the videos we had been viewing were ‘only sex’ after all and whilst the players involved might have been ‘play-acting’ for the benefit of the cameras it was all being done for pleasure and there was no harm in that if everyone involved were consenting participants. I couldn’t fault the logic and so we set out to find like-minded people.
It didn’t prove difficult. Indeed, the first contact was quite easy. Kate used to attend a weekly Yoga class and, although I can only imagine how such a conversation unfolded, one of her classes mentioned that her husband had a low sex drive which meant that their ‘couplings’ had reduced to her doing herself with toys while he sat watching wanking his limp dick, all of which left her feeling frustrated.
Kate had responded along the lines that she had no such problems, that her situation was at the other end of the scale in that she has a husband who satisfied her in every way, and that she was welcome to relieve her frustrations with him, I don’t mind and he certainly won’t object!
So it was that yoga night would end with Fiona coming home with Kate and for the three of us to emulate what had previously been a spectator sport. Fiona was very energetic, very imaginative, and very grateful. Kate enjoyed watching and participating and said later what made the whole thing so nice was that there was no sense of threat behind people enjoying each other’s company. I couldn’t have agreed more.
Later, Fiona’s husband did join us and was quite happy to sit and watch his wife get the full benefit of my ever-rampant cock. Kate was quite amused to see him sitting there, totally content, stroking what she referred to as ‘the smallest dick I have ever seen’ but in time she began to voice other observations, that it was me who was enjoying ‘another pussy’ while she was now having to take her turn. Being the dutiful husband, I couldn’t have my sweet wife being denied so that was when we began the campaign of using contact magazines and websites to find similar-minded couples to ourselves.
It didn’t take long and, long story short, after careful vetting we now have a discrete circle of friends who think nothing of being in the company of others and caring and sharing for each other’s needs.
It’s been a few years now since we went down this path and I have to say that the anticipation and the excitement of a night (or a weekend) of fucking with others has never diminished or left us and I still get thrills and have no regrets as we continue with this perfect life.
So, how would I describe what constitutes for me, a perfect day? It usually begins with the build-up of the excitement that comes just before we meet our friends. We are very particular about hygiene and appearance and I love to watch as Kate gets dressed and applies her sexy makeup. She will fully engage me with choosing whatever outfit she will wear which is assisted by another passion I have, that of buying lingerie for her! Seeing her putting on her lip gloss and knowing that soon her lover will be licking and tasting her mouth as they engage gives me a perverse thrill. Even though she provides me with passion, in person, anytime I desire her, there's a different level of pleasure watching her connect with her lovers and somehow, it is the lipstick that emphasizes that to me; the way she fully surrenders herself to them, first through soft gentle kissing that quickly builds to intense passion; then for her lover to bring her to multiple orgasms as first they touch her while kissing her and caressing her pussy which gets soaking wet from the kissing.
But I’m getting ahead of myself. It is not always a group session that we have. Often it may be that one of our female friends will visit and I will have the full benefit of a threesome (Fiona is still a frequent visitor) or it may be that one of our male compatriots will come over and it will be my turn to be a participating voyeur.
Should that be the schedule then we normally start on the couch with a drink, with her in the middle. We take turns kissing her and I like to then sit back, relax and watch them make out like teenagers for a while. Maybe I'll move in sometimes and kiss her neck while our guest kisses her lips; maybe we alternate. We stay fully clothed while on the couch, touching and fondling her through her clothes. Occasionally our hands brush as we move from her thighs, crotch, and breasts. Our erections are bulging and outlined in our pants as she alternately rubs each of us, occasionally turning her full attention to just one, then the other, so that no one feels left out. I’ll sometimes leave the room to freshen up a drink, or for a bathroom break which allows them time to get more comfortable and relaxed with each other.
I'm certain that the couch time ever lasts over 15 minutes before we then move to the bedroom. Once we get to the bedroom the kissing and touching continued but now without clothes, we peel them off. Kate loves that part, when she can lay on the bed and at last have a hard rigid dick in each hand. It is a thrill to hear her sigh as she lifts her hips to press her mound back against whichever hand is rubbing her waiting willing pussy. Typically it is only a few minutes, that is about all she can take before she wants to feel our guest’s cock inside of her. I encourage our friend to first lie on top of her and kiss her and for him to rub his hard cock on her tummy until she begs for him to put it inside of her. I know that her biggest turn-on is to be face to face with the weight of her lover pressing down on the top of her, for his hard cock to press against her thigh, her pussy lips, or her tummy until finally in one quick motion she pulls him inside of her and moans with pleasure. I love to see and hear these things and I get as much pleasure these days laying alongside and stroking my cock as I do watching her being fucked.
Although Kate and I are extremely compatible, it’s a fact of life that as I get older (and part of the ‘aging process’) that now I can typically only last 1-2 minutes inside of her before I climax which is the reason why we extend our foreplay so long. Some of her lovers have fucked her for as long as 20-30 minutes, so we always let our guests make love to her first. If both Kate and our guest seem fully into each other and not distracted by my presence, I like to step back and watch, stroking myself just to the edge of cumming. Sometimes she’ll reach out and stroke me or suck my cock while her lover is thrusting her. Regardless, we are perfect hosts as it is always our guest who gets her full attention which is another of the sexy things I love about her.
There are so many things that I love about my Kate. For instance, she becomes very vocal when she senses her partner’s cock about to penetrate her pussy. She doesn’t talk dirty or anything so crude, she’s much too refined for that, she just moans out her passion with a heartfelt and sincere "Oh god, that feels good!" and "Yes please, yes, yes!!!" in her polite fashion as she grabs her lover by the hips and pulls him into her. Her moans are often silenced by those lovers who kiss her often while inside of her. She likes to kiss while being fucked and also to have lots of eye contact and face caressing.
There have been some visitors who are not totally at ease with me, the hubby, being in the same room. If I sense this to be the case, then I'll leave them alone so they can engage without my presence as I recognize that sometimes lovers can reach higher levels of intimacy if they are alone. I don’t go far; usually, I’ll stand out of sight by the open doorway and stroke myself as I listen to the moans and sounds of two people fully into each other. As I mentioned, Kate is very vocal and completely gives herself fully to her lovers and I am left with no doubt about what is occurring in my bedroom, sometimes hearing can be more erotic than watching. However, my thoughtfulness for the feelings of our guest only goes so far, after I hear that he has climaxed in her I like to go back in and hold and kiss her gently. Her lover will get the message that it is my turn and invariably roll off her so I can take his place. Caressing her and letting our guest watch as she and I make soft, tender love. I get an indescribable feeling from sliding my erect cock into her pussy which is slick from the cum that has just been deposited there by the man who is still laying alongside us. On some occasions our guest will get worked up again watching us, often entering her eagerly again with several minutes of hard thrusting and another intense orgasm for both of them. It’s not uncommon for Kate through the course of the evening to have come 4-5 times starting from those first caresses on the couch to the full-on fucking in the bedroom.
I would hesitate to say that Kate is insatiable but she is very particular to ensure that everyone is satisfied. She has never refused a lover’s advances and with her demure demeanor, she will always thank them with a few more gentle kisses when they eventually withdraw. There are never any recriminations or regrets at the end of the day and I’m always amused at the concern she expresses that everyone has had a good time when she says her goodbyes at the door as they leave. I don’t think there has ever been a time when our guests haven’t gone home without a very relaxed and satisfied look on their faces.
Once we are alone again we spend a few minutes tidying up before going back up to our bedroom. By this time I’m usually too tired to resume any sexual activities but as I spoon behind her and we lie holding each other, we reflect on the experiences of the evening before eventually drifting off to sleep.
For me, it is a perfect way to end a perfect day.
