Book 120
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When she came home yesterday it was kind of weird for a while. I was unsure what she might be thinking but after eating we got ourselves comfortable in the den to watch a movie and it was nice when she reached out and held my hand. A minute later I hit pause and told her that, "I think we should talk a bit more about things."
I told her that I thought it was really great last weekend when Paul was with us and that she made me feel included. I went on and shared my thought how it was a lot easier between us afterwards when we'd talked about it.
She smiled and said she was happy to hear that I did want to talk more as it was something she really gets pleasure from doing.
I repeated a lot of what we'd talked about the past week, that I really enjoyed how she shared the experience with me. I added how it really turned me on to see her give herself to Paul like that and know that it's something I will only get to feel with her when it is her who wants it.
She coaxed me to explain more about all of that and I just told her that feeling her attention to me, even just the little she did, made me feel like she was sharing it.
Kissing her is very erotic and something I haven't really thought about till now. She told me how she liked to hear me say that I was enjoying it and then said what she'd said before, but a little differently, that she liked how she could totally get into the feeling of 'it being his'.
I told her I knew what she meant and that I loved seeing her able to let go with him; she said she felt the same way. She said that feeling me next to her and knowing how I felt made her really want it even more with Paul. She tried to find the words of how she feels knowing it's him inside but couldn't explain it other than to say, " when I close my eyes, it's incredible, wonderful how he feels inside me!"
Then she looked at me and said, "I love that you love it knowing I really do like fucking Paul" and that it's made her realize how much she enjoys sex, knowing she has '2 guys at her fingertips', something she's finding herself surprised at.
She leaned over to me and kissed me and held my cock through my pants and, referring to it, said, "but tonight he's all yours to play with because I've had enough already playing with another one!"
I told her I knew and understood and then casually asked her, "so, you are still enjoying how you feel from being with him?"
I realised that I hadn't asked the right question, didn't ask it clearly, but she smiled and said, "yes, it's sort of like an afterglow down there .... is that what you want to know?”
The movie was still paused when I looked at her and I told her that it turned me on that she'd been with him earlier; I told her how I felt again, that I liked that she was fucking him and I liked knowing it.
She giggled and said, "You like thinking about that all the time". She moved closer to me on the couch and snuggled in and told m to turn the movie back on.
We kissed on and off and I was getting more and more turned on and she knew it. She lay against my side as we watched the film but I was too busy staring down her top, seeing her cleavage. I then felt her hand go to my crotch and she looked up and asked me, "I can do this for you if you want?" I moaned yes, she unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down and pulled out my cock.
I was rock hard in a moment and paused the movie. She looked up at me and purred, "You seem to be very turned on."
I was surprised too at how hard I was as I'd cum quite a lot the night before but in my arousal I moaned back that it turned me on that she'd been with Paul earlier.
She giggled, almost hissed at me, "mmmm, it is wet."
Her saying that was another turn-on and I just went with it as she rubbed my flowing pre-cum over the head of my cock. She got up on an elbow and somehow held my balls while she stroked and teased me that, "my boyfriend took care of me."
Hearing her say that took me over the edge and a moment later she felt my cock start to throb. She pushed me onto my back as she continued to stroke me off and I began to spurt. It wasn't the biggest load but she always remembered to reach down and pull out the last drops and as she did she giggled and moaned, "now we're both even."
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Last night when we were in bed talking quite candidly she asked me if she gave me the choice to cum in her or use a condom, which would I choose?
My first answer was that I would cum in her. Her response was to look at me and ask, "would you miss using condoms? I know it turns you on to use them."
Which led to a pretty interesting short conversation where she admitted that she loves how she feels and how she feels between us when it's just Paul cumming in her.
I told her I felt much of the same thing and when she pushed me again all I could say was that I loved that Paul (and whoever else) was cumming in her and I wasn't. I told her that it made me crazy with desire for her and all sorts of stuff when I used condoms with her.
She told me again what we'd talked about for so long now, that, "sometimes it's good for you and us baby, to, you know, cum inside me." She then said that she truly loved how she feels knowing I am content not doing it. She giggled and said that my leaving her alone on Saturday evening and just enjoying the evening together with me knowing she'd been satisfied earlier was lovely. That she really loved how that felt between us and that I can respect her desire to be with Paul.
It was so easy to talk to her; I wasn't worried at all about saying anything. I told her that it still really turned me on that she would share her most private and intimate places with Paul so freely.
She went on to say that she was learning to enjoy the type of teasing that I seemed to really appreciate, that she sees that if she goes towards an extreme (my words, not hers) that she now knows she needs to make up for it with me, " …. maybe not that you cum in me honey, but that you know we are still good and okay together".
She giggled and said that, "it really turned you on to think about my pussy just being for Paul, doesn't it?"
I nodded and said that she knew that. She told me again that she liked to be reminded and to hear me say it again and added that she loves it too when she can really get into that fantasy and share it with me like she did.
I told her that it was the same way and the same turn on I'd felt when we were away skiing. That seeing and knowing what they were doing was something that really got me aroused. She cooed and slid up next to me and said, " … and I'm sorry that I didn't make it better for you after that and you felt how you did".
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We're returning again to our 'new norm' again. Our son will be home for spring-break later today but will be in and out all week. Suzanna won't be seeing Paul again till next Sunday and she asked me this morning if she can tell him he can come to our house this time.
I told her that it was a Sunday so I wasn't sure an overnight was going to work and she smiled and said, "no, just the afternoon and evening once we have the house to ourselves".
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I’m waiting for her to get home; she's not with Paul, just stuck at work and missing a beautiful evening.
It seems she really enjoys talking about this stuff when we're lying in bed at night surfing the TV to find something to watch before bed. Last night was no different and she said that she wants to see Paul more often than just once a week, that she wanted to find a schedule that works best for all of us. She also made a point of saying that with our son heading back to school after Easter weekend, " … maybe during the week would work out".
I asked her, " how come; what bought this on?"
Her first reply was, "Well, he asked," then she confessed that, actually, it was she that wanted it but had been hesitant to bring it up since the ski-weekend but really it was something that she was hoping might become a sort of regular thing again.
I must have looked bemused for she giggled and added, "Your wife likes sex. What more can I say? Baby, I know I could easily have you ... but I think you and I both know what we both want".
She then went on to say that it just feels different when she's with Paul and that she feels that if she's really enjoying it with him right now that maybe she should be doing it more.
I quickly realised she wasn’t so much asking but that she was more telling me what she wanted. She repeated that since she's enjoying it right now, she feels she should go with it. She kissed me before adding, "That means you just have me a little less honey."
With that she kissed me, leaned over to put her hand on my pants. She smiled when she felt that my cock was hard!
She looked at me for a second with her hand still on my cock before pulling away and saying, "I think you should wait till tomorrow night … unless you really need to now."
I nodded and pulled her to me; she knew I wanted to wait.
That was last night and now I’m sitting here with a hard-on waiting for her to come home.
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This morning before she left for work she kissed me and said, "You know I was just teasing you last night baby, I think we'll both have fun tonight ...." and then she added, " … it's good that you waited."
I have to admit that she seems to be interacting with me a lot more in what we are doing. I'm so happy to see the way things are going and to be a part of it all. There’s so much more happening now that turns me on; so much, and it seems to be bringing us closer together. She knows it too and last night I could feel her body feeling hot next to mine so I know she was turned on by what she was doing.
She just texted me that she's about 10 minutes out in a little traffic, expecting to be home soon.
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She certainly didn't show her preference to Paul last night, well, except for her asking whether I'd use a condom with her. We actually paused for a few minutes and I asked her in a more serious note, “Would you understand my sudden mood change?”
She pulled me close and I continued, "Would you really care if I came in you tonight?”
She looked at me and said, “I told you long ago, if you need that, then you can always have it baby". She then lay back and said, "it just turns me on that we have this thing we do together.... and yes, before you ask, yes, it does turn me on that you will let it be just Paul who gets that ..."
Before I could say anything she got up on her elbow and came close to me and then said, " … but I also know it turns you on too; that your wife only lets her lover cum in her." She laid back, looked up at me and said, "so the choice is always yours honey, I would never say no if that's what you really need."
I looked at her and asked, "What do you want?"
She smiled and said, "I like how it feels between us when you don't so I would want you to use one … " adding a second later, " … it's okay if it turns you on honey, I know it does" ....
I didn't know what to say; I just kinda froze, not physical, but mental. I guess she saw I was confused, conflicted so she sat up, hugged me and said that I was making too much of this. She told me it makes her feel really sexy and turned on that we do this, adding, " … it's something we do but if you don't want to, then we should talk; you choose.".
Before I could say anything she said in a softer voice that, " … it's something that turns me on just like it turns you on, but, you know, only different".
She gave me a kiss, lay back and didn’t say anything more as I reached over for a condom and as there was surely no issue using one my cock was happy to come along for the ride. As I moved to push into her she smiled, kissed me once more and told me that she liked what I'd chosen and that it made her really horny to know that she was only going to feel Paul bare.
The rest was as expected, as I pushed into her the visions of watching them together as I held her hand filled my head and to hear her comment of how sexy it made her feel to know that only her lover was going to cum in her totally pushed me over the edge. She was right there with me and as I pumped into her I could feel her thrusting upwards at me each time and I could so feel her pussy spasming as she moaned out loud as I filled the condom. Fortunately our son's bedroom is in the basement or he'd have heard his mom's moaning!
Just before I softened up I reached down and held the condom on as I pulled out of her and she moved up on her elbows as I did so. Now that I know her viewpoint a bit more I could even hear her breathing in deeply as I pulled out and she saw the filled condom at the tip.
I knew that I'd missed feeling her bare but it really did feel good to watch her pull the condom off my cock and to see her enjoying holding it up for us both to see. Not necessarily better than having let go inside her bare but definitely satisfying in a different way.
She giggled and wiped a tissue to her pussy and said, "mmm, no mess." She handed over the tissue and smiled as I wiped up what had dribbled out onto my fingers.
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It doesn't matter to me all that much really whether I cum in her or using a condom with her. What I need and can now say to her is that I need to fuck her at times and that I need to feel us reconnect that way. Yes, it might be a month or two, perhaps even a bit more than that, but I know that we both feel that we need to have a physical reconnection.
I am certainly not upset or disappointed that I don't get to cum in her. She came out and admitted it has been more comfortable by simply telling me she's into it with Paul. We've both admitted that, for different reasons, we both totally enjoy that it is only Paul who’s cumming in her.
I know that in future maybe we will use condoms and perhaps we won't when we fuck and there will be times when she is going to tell me that she wants my semen in her but, honestly, for me it's feeling her close to me and sharing ourselves together that I need much more than to be shooting a few squirts of cum in her.
In a way, I have to agree with her, what we are doing really does make it something intense for us. It is really special this thing between us and it has given our sex, our fucking, a more sharp edge to it. However, at the same time, I sense she's still confused and is working out her own feelings and emotions.
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I feel no threat from Paul. If anything, I actually think he is going to become expendable at some point in the future if and when she tires of him. For now, the fact that she has a desire to do things with him and deny me letting me cum in her is not a bad thing. It’s what I want to happen and I understand it when she says that it's just what she wants to do right now. It's not something bad, just a preference and a very sexy one at that.
I wish I knew why it turns me on so much as it does. I genuinely love knowing that she wants his cum in her and not mine. I have to admit it has brought out in me so many good feelings and memories. Especially those memories of wanting her when we first started dating and truly enjoying the times when we'd have sex together.
Thinking back it was more the absence of closeness that I felt missing with Suzanna. Of course I missed the bare-sex but what I think I felt even more was the absence of condom-sex too. I think Suzanna is very aware of that now as evidenced by our fun on last Wednesday night. I don't feel as much of an issue about not-cumming in her as long as we have some kind of more personal sex between us.
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I admit that sometimes in the past we've gone a bit further down the road than I was comfortable with but what really gets to me is that after she’s had really intense weekend (such as when we were away all together) that afterwards she and I need some alone-time together. Such times are a big catalyst for that need.
Otherwise, what I feel is that after longer/extended periods of denial, I simply need a time/chance to have sex with her myself, with or without condoms. That part doesn't really matter that much to me; I just need to physically connect with her and to complete the sex act inside her.
I am going to admit that while going bareback and cumming in her was very much needed, that in some ways I wished I hadn't cum in her just yet. I am torn on that thought at times. I have to say that I surely did miss that after 8 months of feeling her and the sensations and feelings of finally cumming in her again were just incredible. I'd even say 'worth the wait' to feel that closeness and intensity. Yet, right now, at the same time it turns me on that we're now in the 4th week already where I haven't cum in her again.
We HAVE talked about this and while I still cannot understand all of my motivations, I can say that lying in bed with her at night or going out to the mall or even just a walk around the nearby lake, the knowledge to me that her pussy is wet from him and not me is something that seems to perpetually arouse me.
I don't know why it really turns me on but she seems to have come to the same desire in her own way.
I have long believed that two people are like two saplings that either twist and grow together or grow apart. I have always felt that we are the two that grow together. Whether it is me learning to like things she was into or her learning to like things that I was into, somehow we've always found a way to enjoy things together.
It is no secret between us and Paul that I totally enjoy knowing he is the only one cumming in her. I think is that she's found that is what turns me on and she's found her own way to enjoy that from her own perspective.
I have to say that watching her from sitting right next to her and seeing what she sees when Paul fucks her, it was very interesting to see how she must feel to do that with him. In some ways, it makes me feel good about giving her that feeling with him and letting her enjoy it as she obviously does.
That she's become very aroused by it herself is something that, I admit, I had hoped she would learn to enjoy and perhaps it is exactly what is happening. It is amazingly erotic to be denied this with her until some point that I do not know or control.
Could I wait 8 more months? For sure, knowing how amazing it was with her when she finally said yes; I was more than ready too.
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Our son is heading back to school tomorrow and before she even asked me I told her it was okay for her to go see Paul tomorrow afternoon and stay into the evening if she wanted. She was all aglow when I told her that and before she could say anything more I told her that I'd wait till tomorrow night or Monday if she wanted to have a bit more desire tomorrow with him as opposed to having fun with me tonight.
She blushed and kissed me and said that would be wonderful and that she loved that I would think of her that way.
Of course I'm horny but I'm surely going to wait till tomorrow, or more likely Monday evening when it will be our turn together. I don't mind waiting, not when she's promised to make it worth my wait.
I cannot explain the arousal I feel and the strange sense of satisfaction, even without having sex with her, that she's going to go fuck with Paul tomorrow afternoon and then come home to me afterwards with his cum inside her pussy.
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Last night in bed she reached over and felt that I was hard and she asked me what I was thinking about.
I told her that I loved feeling aroused thinking at what she was going to be doing today and, "knowing I'll be with you soon is worth waiting for".
She blushed and said that she loved that I felt that way and that she liked how it felt too and she giggled and said, "kind of like a reward for you."
She then asked me if it really was enjoyable to feel as I did right now.
I told her that it was hard to find the words but that it feels like how I used to feel about her when we were first dating that I so look forward to the sex with her.
She smiled and said that she liked knowing that I was horny waiting for her and giggled that, "I’ll make sure Paul doesn't wear me out." She then laughed out loud at her own joke.
She reached over under the covers and took my hand and pulled me to her and kissed me passionately, looked at me and said in the sweetest most honest voice, "I share my body with him, but I share me with you .... don't ever forget that." and we kissed again.
I know at that moment it would have just taken a tiny bit of effort, touching her hair, pulling her hip towards me, gently rubbing my chest against her now-hard nipples and she would have immediately pushed me back on the bed and mounted me but at the same time, and I guess this is where I really have come to understand myself, I am loving how it feels to be feeling like I do right now.
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Our son has just left to go back to college and already she's getting washed and dressed to go see Paul. My cock is making a large wet-spot in my boxers showing how horny I am at the thought of how I want her later or tomorrow.
I am already mentally prepared to wait till tomorrow, in some ways it would only make it even more intense if she wants me to wait longer.
I know, it’s crazy, but when I think of how she'll be when she comes home later and cuddles up next to me in bed, knowing what she'd been doing all afternoon, it just drives me wild. The thought that she'll be lying next to me but that I will have to, and more importantly, want to, wait till she's ready to share herself with me.
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She came home last night about 8pm in a quite pleasant mood and surprised the heck out of me when a little later she came up to me in the kitchen and whispered, "want to go upstairs and have some fun?"
I turned and told her that I thought she'd be wanting to wait till tomorrow but she said, "no, it's okay, it'd be nice to be with you".
She told me some of what they'd done together and how horny Paul had been and how she had been so eager to respond to him.
I told her I was surprised she felt that way and once again reminded her that I could have waited but she giggled and said, "no, I'm in a mood to be with you too ..." and let me undress her in our bedroom.
I slid her bra off and loved how she stood in just her panties in front of me. My breath caught as I could see and then feel the damp crotch. She giggled and said, "You can take them off me".
As we got into bed naked she sighed and told me that Paul had cum in her twice and she took my hand, guided it to her pussy and said, "Can you feel it?" adding, " … he wasn't as hard on me as I'd thought he was going to be …" and then describing the more relaxed love-making session with him that she'd enjoyed.
I slid my fingers inside her and could feel the wet and warm silkiness. I began to stroke but she took hold of my wrist saying, “Don’t push too far in," which disappointed me so I then asked about going down on her.
She smiled and said, "Not tonight baby, but we can have sex for sure."
That confused me and I was going to ask again but then thought occurred that her telling me not to meant she had had as much as she wanted. I rolled away from her and looked for the box of condoms on the nightstand. I was expecting more resistance but instead of refusing me, there was a smile and a 'thank you' when I reached for a condom.
She'd gotten me quite hard with her hand and before I put the condom on she said to wait a second as she wanted to suck my cock for a bit. After just a few moments she could feel what I knew, "oh baby, you really need to cum don't you?"
I nodded and she smiled and laid back spreading her legs for me as I pulled on the condom. She watched me roll the sheath down my rigid cock with one finger gently teasing her spread pussy and rubbing the wetness around her clit. She gave me no doubt at all that she wanted me inside her and as I pushed into her she moaned and I could feel her orgasm with me. She cooed in my ear how wonderful it felt to feel me in her. Then a moment later she teased me mercilessly by saying, "just enjoy it honey but I don't want you to cum in me."
Needless to say, that wasn't an option with the condom on and while I know I couldn't feel everything, it was obvious to her what I was feeling with her so slick and open and so easily penetrated by me all the way in. Indeed, when I pushed into her and started to grind against her she moaned out loud egging me on and again teased me by saying in that same sexy voice, "do you think I still feel the same inside?”
Oh man did that sound just so incredibly sexy to hear and I moaned back that she felt wonderful no matter what. She knew I was lost in the moment and didn't have too long but she managed to say at least one other thing before my mind was consumed when she giggled and said, "Sometimes I think you feel different in me now."
Well, that did it, just the thoughts and visions that statement put into my head was enough to make me grunt and slam into her. I could feel her response as her pussy spasmed going from feeling like a gaping cavern one second to feeling like a hand was tightened around my cock; it was just blissful as I let loose with a huge orgasm.
She moaned nonetheless and while she says she sometimes misses feeling the heat inside her when I cum, last night she said she could feel it and a moment later she shivered beneath me enjoying yet another orgasm.
As we lay there breathless after we were done, we both remarked how wet we were and voiced the same thought that the condom had split open. I knelt back but stayed inside her and she pushed up onto her elbows. I slowly pulled out and was expecting to hear her complain that I had actually cum in her but her relief was real when we saw that it was still intact which for all the right reasons made us both laugh for a moment.
I got up off the bed and told her I'd get a washcloth and as I did she giggled and said, "I told you..." as I started the water running in the bathroom. I slid off the condom and wiped off my cock and then rinsed and brought her the warm washcloth. She took it from me and smiled and said enthusiastically, "You enjoyed that, didn't you?"
I was thinking she was talking about the mess she was sliding herself up from on the bed until I realized she was looking at me and nodding towards the somewhat fuller-than-usual looking condom in my hand.
She was distracted for a moment as she sat there blotting up the wetness between her legs until she looked back at me and saw me standing there smiling. I just said, "I am enjoying this a lot" and I sat next to her on the bed.
She put the washcloth down and turned to me and we kissed and I told her that I loved what we'd just done and that it really turned me on to be standing there watching her clean up like she was.
She smiled, kissed me quickly and then said, "then let me finish before there's a bigger mess" and literally, as I sat there still hugging her she spread her legs and wiped the washcloth up between her legs and then closed them together and turned back to me and kissed me. She picked up the condom off the headboard where I'd just about dropped it. Then she made sure I was watching as she held it in between her fingers and squeezed it and played with it and she looked up at me and said, "'this' turns me on a lot honey".
A moment later she got up and then giggled as I watched her walk around the foot of the bed and into the bathroom where she tied off the condom, dropped it into the trash before taking up her familiar position of placing one foot on the toilet and letting me watch her clean up all around.
She came back into bed, snuggled up to me and pulled the covers over us for a few minutes while she told me how lucky she felt and, " I love it when we can both be like this together".
I turned to her and said I felt the same. She kissed me and said, "I can't say I'm always going to want this after I come home, but when it is, I love it that we can be so good together."
She kissed me one more time. I was going to say more but I decided to just let it go at that with nothing else to be said.
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I was surprised that she hadn't brought up seeing Paul all week until last night in bed when, as we started to get into our usual Wednesday ritual that she asked, or rather, suggested that maybe Paul would come over again on Saturday, "like last time."
We then talked about last time for a while and she made it obvious she knew talking about all of that stuff turned me on. She kissed me at one point and said, "… and I promise, after he leaves on Sunday, it'll be our turn again".
She asked me again if I'd be okay with him coming over and spending the night. She made the point about how much she'd enjoyed it the last time and how she thought I had too ….
… which was then I came to realise that she's become quite the manipulator.
I asked how the weekend would pan out and she said that he hopes to get in an early round of golf again on Sunday as if to ease my concerns about how it was all going to work. It really is something to be seeing this in her now so clearly. I sensed last night how she now will change how she sounds or what she says based on how I respond to her suggestions.
The idea of Paul being in our home again obviously got me turned on but it was also what she talked/teased me about. She told me she liked me being there when she was with Paul and specifically mentioned holding my hand and added, "... like we used to do."
She was stroking my cock and she teased me and said that she really likes when guys cum and how it makes her feel. She told me she loves watching me when I cum and then, I don't know if was intentional, she said, "... and when I feel Paul". Oh man, it was so erotic to hear her say it that way even if she was ******* of what she had actually said.
A few minutes later she did go back to it; I had now taken over and was eagerly stroking away as she whispered in my ear, "it's so erotic to know you've made a man cum in you". The way she said 'so erotic' let me know that this time she knew exactly what she had said.
My god, hearing her say that, had an effect as she leaned in and kissed my ear and then onto my cheek; a moment later I blew my load all over. She squealed and moaned and reached down and pushed my hand out of the way and she got another two or three thick squirts out before she did what she knows I love, reaching down and drawing out the last steaming dribbles. She brought a stringy drop up to my mouth and she let it drop onto my tongue and then leaned down and kissed me.
It’s kind of odd to say but that moment is perhaps the most erotic for me of all, just sharing it like that.
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Home early enough to enjoy the afternoon before bad weather targets the east coast.
I re-read what I wrote last night and wanted to be sure that it was clear that Suzanna's whisper in my ear was rhetorical referring to her as the 'you' in what she said. It's quite remarkable to actually see and experience this kind of change in her where she is most definitely enjoying being the 'alpha' or taking control of things. I do still have some times when I feel a need for caution or to hold back, at the same time, it is an amazing feeling to let her do this, let her take more control. As long as we stay with our awareness of each other’s needs, that it feels almost surreal to truly let go and trust her in this way.
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Last night she asked me what I did and didn't like about the last time Paul stayed with us. I was honest and told her that I found it incredible to watch from right next to her and see what she sees.
She blushed a bit but then said, "It feels even better" and giggled.
We talked more and I told her how I had never 'watched' from that perspective before and I told her how erotic it seemed and how much it really turned me on. She asked me if I wanted to do that again and I told her eagerly and without even a second thought said, "for sure".
She smiled and said it was nice to be sharing something like that with me and how it felt to be having sex with Paul and how it gave her an 'extra thrill' knowing that I was right there beside her.
We talked rather explicitly including her asking me if I liked seeing her orgasm with him and I told her how it wasn't hearing her moan or feeling her hand relax as she held mine, but that it was much more erotic to see his cock pull back and be visibly wetter.
She smiled and said that she too liked seeing that and feeling the increasing wetness but it was me that said, "I like watching him cum too." (I didn't confess that I would like to have touched him and to feel if his cock was as hard as it appeared!)
She pulled me to her and give me an amazing kiss before she said, "I love you".
We talked more about the night and about the whole 'getting into bed' routine and how she'd been hesitant to tell me what she had hoped (and did) happen. She asked me if I would be okay by just staying for a few more minutes but then leaving on my own instead of, as she said, "you leaving when we got busy".
I told her okay but then I added that I wanted to make sure that 'we' had time on Sunday and she said she promised me that, "for sure honey".
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He did come by on Saturday, a bit later than expected, after we had finished dinner. I welcomed him in and we went into the den where we opened a fresh bottle and drank some wine together. It didn’t take long before the two of them started to share flirtatious remarks and then to get amorous as they sat side-by-side on the couch.
I made an excuse that I needed to check on some stuff for work and I left the room for a few minutes knowing that with me absent that they would be able to focus more on each other.
I returned to find them still on the couch and I watched from the doorway as the two of them continued making out for a while before Suzanna noticed me and smiled. Paul turned to see what had caught her attention and then when he realized I was there he took his hand out of her pants and pulled her top down.
She gave a pout of disappointment but we could see it was just in jest and part of her role play. She stood up and taking Paul’s hand said, “Why don’t we take this upstairs?” There was no doubting that the 'we' meant me as well.
We all grabbed our drinks and I was left to bring the bottle along as well as we trooped up the stairs, me following on dutifully behind them to go to the bedroom. In short order they were naked and I was stripped down to my boxers. I was thrilled when she said that she wanted me to come and lie alongside her on the bed. Paul had no doubt as to his expected position and with Suzanna lying on her back he quickly knelt at the foot of the bed and leaned forward between her spread legs so that his mouth was poised above her gaping pussy.
As he dipped his head forward she began to moan with delight. As his tongue lapped up and down she squealed and said in between gasps how lovely it was to have me so close and to see her receiving this intimate attention from her lover.
In short, she repeated much about how wonderful it was last time when she let me watch as Paul licked her pussy. Her just saying this and reminding herself caused her to moan in ecstasy several times. I could tell she was close to having her first orgasm of the evening but she held off and kept pushing him away as she got close to the point of going over. However, she was getting more and more excited the longer he kept licking and eventually it became too much and she said, “Stop it, get up and fuck me, now!”
Paul needed no further encouragement and he moved up the bed with his rigid penis bobbing above her open cunt. He dribbled a dollop of saliva from his mouth onto his cock and rubbed the spit around the head before resting the knob between her swollen lips.
She reached for my hand and again encouraged me to lie next to her to watch as Paul fucked her again from her perspective. This time I was a lot more attentive to hearing her gasps and moans as he rubbed his cock up and down between her pussy lips and all 3 of us then watched as he pushed himself inside her. Even I could feel her body tense and then relax as he pushed the big head of his cock into her.
We talked to each other as he pushed in and out of her and she whispered that he still feels weird if I'm jerking off in front of him so I quietly rubbed myself through my shorts as I watched the two of them enjoying themselves. I admit it was very erotic to hold her hand as she came while he was fucking her and I got to see his cock come out of her wet from her juices. He moaned and looked at me several times including when he felt her cum.
I'll say it again that I love that he can do that to her and I love that she can let herself go like that with me next to her now. It's just beautiful to feel her tense up as he starts to go at her and to see her sometimes rub her own clit just to intensify it even more; when she cums, it's just amazing to see her tense up and then just see it wash over her as she will relax back and her hips will settle back into the bed and her knees will come back just a little bit more. I love knowing he knows how she feels at that very moment.
She wanted me to watch as he came in her again in that position and I did and I have to admit that it even made me a little jealous when I could see her own arousal meeting his with her thrusting upwards at him. And then, yes, seeing him push into her once, then twice and then even more sharply the third time and when he stays in her for a moment longer even I know he's just about to cum in her.
I was very close to cumming myself even without taking my cock out of my restricting boxers but at the same time I didn't want to so I stayed the course, didn't touch myself and steeled myself into just enjoying the moment and not getting off.
He collapsed against her, I guess when he finished cumming in her. She held my hand tightly as Paul pulled out of her and rolled off of her and she said something about me, "wanting to see it" so when she got up on her elbows, I sat up.
Paul was lying there with his eyes closed but I didn't miss the dribble of cum still seeping out of his cock. Suzanna just lay there as if it was nothing at all with her legs spread and just didn't tighten her pussy up at all because when I leaned over I could see her pussy gaping open. There was a lot of wetness all around but, sorry to say, not a lot leaking out of her or even really visible. She smiled at me and said something about whether I liked how she looked.
I moaned that she looked beautiful.
Paul, still lying there on his side, had opened his eyes and was now running his hands up and down her body which I took as a reason and a signal for me to leave them alone for a bit. I got off the bed and went downstairs.
Suzanna came down in her robe after a little while and we hugged and talked for a bit. I knew that Paul was still upstairs waiting for her to come back.
We talked for a few minutes and she said I was welcome to come back in and watch more if I wanted. She kissed me and told me she loved me and I knew she was being honest when she said that she wanted to go back up to him.
I knew she was naked beneath her robe, at one point when she leaned over it gaped I could see her breasts, and while I didn't tell her, I am sure she knew it turned me on, even more that I was sure she was very wet from him by then.
She promised me that we would have some fun on Sunday after he left and she told me that he was going to be leaving by 10:30am or so and that, "we'll have the whole day together baby".
When I went back upstairs a little while later and peered in they were lying on the bed watching TV and he was gently touching her back and shoulder and she looked like she was just in heaven. I hesitated about going in but then thought that she would probably like it better if I didn't; something she confirmed on Sunday.
It was a little later that I heard sounds from the bedroom that left no doubt they were making love again. I crept up the stairs and when I watched from the doorway he was behind her doggy-style and she was leaning forward into a pillow and it was obvious she was enjoying it.
I watched for a few minutes but then felt a little weird being a voyeur so I retreated. I had every intention to wait until Sunday to get my own pleasure but when I went back into our spare bedroom and could still hear them, I let my desires get away from me. I pulled down my shorts, sat down and leaned back in my desk chair and jerked off spurting my cum over my hand, the chair and the floor in front of me.
I heard them going at it again on Sunday morning which sort of woke me up when I heard it and once again I had a hard-on that deserved being taken care of …. so I did.
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I was in the kitchen when they both came down and after a few moments chatting about nothing in particular, he was gone.
She was all playful and when I told her I'd given into my desires the night before and jerked off she was all aglow and said she loved hearing that I was so turned on by it that I needed to relieve myself.
She teased me most of the day on Sunday until late in the afternoon when she came up to me and said, "it's your turn." She gently cupped my cock through my pants and she said, "I’m sure I can get this hard". Needless to say she was quite successful.
She began by sucking my cock to the point whereby I was wondering if she wanted me to cum that way. She got me so close so many times only to hold me back at the end. The last time she giggled and said, "there, now you should be ready".
A moment later she was pulling off her pants and panties and lying back and telling me, "now it's your turn; I'm still pretty wet from him" and told me I could take a lick if I wanted but she again said, "but you know baby, just the outside, okay, I want to still be ready for you".
How could I pass that up and a moment later I began to lick all around her pussy and tried to work my way inwards? She let me lick up and around her clit and down the sides and even down to her butt, but she pushed my head back if my tongue wandered near her opening.
She didn’t let me do it for long and what seemed like a moment later she pushed back at my head and teased me that she was 'ready' and asked me that I could have my choice again if I wanted; I could fuck her and pull out or I could put a condom on and finish off in her.
I asked if I could do both if I promised not to cum in her and she playfully said, "noooo baby, that's not one of the choices".
My cock was throbbing by this point so she leaned over and handed me a condom and told me, "it's what you want".
And it was.
She incredibly responsive; my god, was she wet I know that some of the wet was from my licking but definitely it was more from him earlier. I slipped into her easily but she was tight once I got about halfway in and she moaned that she was, "a little tired down there."
I pulled out and then back in a few times and spread her wetness around, sure enough, she lay back and then seemed to really get into it. I felt her orgasm at least two times before I was ready to go myself and it was just really nice feeling her definitely getting into it with me. She teased me and 'apologized' for how wet she was knowing it would drive me crazy and, sure enough, not a minute or two later I let go with a huge load.
This time I kept pumping away at her and, for a change, I felt her slip into that intense post-fuck orgasm that she seems to need to be really wet and open to feel. She moaned out loud and pulled me into her with her legs around my back just as she started to shake and moan beneath me. I felt her pussy spasming and a gush of wetness between us as she thrashed about, even as my cock got soft and started to slip out of her, she was still thrusting herself upwards at me and moaning.
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Well, the news is that Suzanna is resuming seeing Paul during the week. She had mentioned it Monday evening and I said okay to it and she was very excited last night to be seeing him again during the week and she teased me before leaving this morning that, "you'll have some fun later tonight honey" which hopefully means we'll perhaps do more tonight than usual, or at a minimum, that she'll let me hear and maybe see/touch her after she's seen him earlier. I'm already hard and eagerly waiting.
The thing I did not say to her is that I sometimes feel that this is when things start to degrade between us in terms of intimacy. I think that the once-a-week, even if it is an overnight, seems to be okay and keeps things on an even keel. I seem to feel that once she starts to see him twice a week, that she begins to feel more desires between times and looks to extend the feelings for/with him across the days between when she sees him but when it's a week apart, I think she feels more at ease in turning some focus to me.
I'll see what I feel once this resumes and then as always, if it's something that's material, then I'll talk with her about it.
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But before that happens I'd better break out another book. This one's full!
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