I have been encouraged to share my experiences not only by my husband but from others here at Lush. I don’t know what to share, but here goes.
My husband has allowed several men to have sex with me. He has encouraged that kind of thing. To this day I am still hesitant. Just me, I guess, and the way I was brought up. When my neighbor, a nice man, retired, in his 50s became interested in me (at least that is what my husband said as I just don’t notice things like that) he, in his own way, urged me to flirt with him. There was no doubt in my mind what my husband wanted and he finally told me that if Mr. H made advances, not discourage him. I have to say that I didn't really like the idea. My husband is a pervert but he’s MY pervert and I just love the guy.
Anyway, one afternoon while we were talking about just nothing, Mr. H very suddenly wrapped his arms around me and kissed me on the lips. I remember everything very clearly. I honestly didn't see that coming and was surprised but I didn’t stop him. I guess seeing me not objecting and not saying anything (what could I say?) encouraged him to keep on going. I was not exactly up for this and not in the “mood” either, but I could tell he certainly was.
He kissed me more, then he fondled me and each thing he did led to another until he had his hand down my shorts while kissing me and was playing with my clitoris. I had nowhere to go here except become aroused. And, he could feel that.
I am not sure how long it was but after a while he broke away and led me to his bedroom. He continued to kiss me while undressing me and then undressed himself. He lay me on the bed and I looked at his nude body, gray hair all over, a bit of a stomach on him, kind of wrinkly skin and an erection that was straining through his foreskin surrounded by a thick patch of grayish black pubic hair. Then he was laying down beside me, leaning over me supported by his left arm, kissing me and touching me all over with his right hand. He alternated from my mouth to my breasts in a very easy methodical way.
It was a very long foreplay and I loved every second of it. I have no idea when, but it was several orgasms later that he moved between my legs with his mouth and I found myself with a close up view of his penis in front of my face. I am not particularly fond of oral sex but I did not hesitate and engulfed him, swallowing as much of him as I could into my mouth. I had to pull away twice letting two orgasms wash over me while he was eating me.
I was ready, I was MORE than ready and I wanted what was in my mouth to be inside my vagina. I seem to remember my saying to him something I never say or do, even to my husband. I said, “Put it in me. Put it in me, now, please.” I don’t know how many times I said that.
Then, suddenly, his penis was pulled out of my mouth and he moved over me and his mouth was on mine. I began to taste myself as he kissed me passionately and put his tongue inside my mouth. And I loved it. I felt him poke at me between my legs once, twice and then he was inside me. All at once. I felt like I couldn't breath for a moment. Then he was thrusting in and out while kissing me and I had a huge orgasm out of nowhere coming from deep inside me and kind of radiating out to my hands and toes.
I lay there, exhausted and limp, while he continued to plunge in and out of me. Each time he pushed in I saw stars. I was not sure what to expect from the beginning. But, I did not expect Mr. H to keep going and going like he did. His face was very red and his mouth was open and he was breathing quickly through it.
After a while of what I can only describe as extreme pleasure looking back on what happened, he was ready. He moved up off of me, pulled his erection out of me (I was instantly sooo disappointed), hooked his arms under my knees, pushed them back near my head and plunged that beautiful penis back into me. In this position he was sending it into me almost straight down. And doing it very fast. I was continuing to have orgasms, different than before as his penis was obviously very deep into me, almost painful. I don’t know how long he did this and time was measured with orgasms instead of minutes or seconds. Then he ejaculated.
He was going very fast. Then he suddenly hesitated after he pulled up and then plunged down. He did this twice, suddenly pulling up, hesitating and then pushing forcefully down. The third time he pushed very hard and was very deep and held himself there. I felt him spasm inside me. Like a throbbing. Many times. And I had my final orgasm. Deep, long and totally draining.
He fell off of me, his semen deposited inside me. We both fell asleep, instantly. It was such a deep sleep that I only woke after hearing my husband knocking on the back door of Mr. H’s house. Before I could manage to get myself up, he was at the bedroom door, mouth open in surprise. He was seeing me and Mr. H naked, side by side, obviously we had intercourse. I can’t imagine how I looked to him. Mr. H was still asleep, I am pretty sure I was blushing furiously with embarrassment - and my husband was smiling from ear to ear and had an obvious erection.
My husband quietly helped me get dressed – he had to as I was all shaky and felt like a limp wet rag. I remember him saying only one thing, that I smelled great. Then, “Damn” from him as I was pulling my panties on. Looking where he was looking I saw, to my great unease, drops of milky-white dripping from between my spread legs to the panties around my knees. Mr. H didn’t wake up. We left for our house.
There is more. But, I agonize over this stuff. They are all true but they take a long time to write and take a lot out of me.
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