Peak (and even Raks!) you know I appreciate the thought and time you put into sharing your thoughts with me. 'nuff said....
For Sandy - other than the one point in my wife's life - after her first divorce - when she was admittedly in a promiscuous-phase (which coincided with and ended with me till now) - she was never one to sleep around and never one, even back in college, to sleep with multiple guys at one time. I did have to laugh at your adaptation to what my wife has said to me only with your view that she shouldn't be limiting herself to this with just one guy. I don't believe what she is looking for is to have multiple guys chasing (and bedding) her, but rather one that she feels she can let herself go completely with. I suppose others like you may have a different viewpoint.
I was pleasantly surprised when Sue approached me suggestively about Saturday night, and as I'll share afterwards, while I was suspect of her motivation, again there was no denying the pleasure that we both enjoyed. Part of my welcome surprise was that we looked at the calendar and we realized we've been off a week and that even after sharing the pleasure of intercourse with her - quite intensely I'll add - this past weekend, that as she said "you'll still have 6 more, or maybe 7, that you'll fill with me baby". But I won't hide it either, that a lot of her teasing and getting me so worked up on Saturday night was with her teasing and taunting me about "only a few more times baby". Yes, I know that I violated a lot of what everyone here suggested and we talked openly as she stroked and sucked at my cock while she made sure I was good and horny. There was no denying that she was getting me turned on as it was obvious to her as even I could feel my cock throb as she'd say different things to me. At one point she giggled that my cock looked even too big for the condoms we had and she taunted me by saying "you may have to skip tonight...... or....." and with a sinister giggle she said "or, maybe you'll just have to pull out at the end....". And when she felt my cock throb once again she added "better be no accidents mister...." in a more stern but still joking voice.
I think she must have felt my focus shift when she moved onto her back and she spread her legs for me. Sometimes the thought of what we're doing, what I'm going to give up, feels like a lot and seeing her lying there beneath me all wet and ready made me so horny and yet kind of off-peak at the same time. She ran a finger up and spread herself open letting me see how pink and wet she was inside - something about seeing her most private of places and yet knowing that Paul readily enjoys it too had me getting harder again as I stroked a little bit. She looked up at me and said "come on honey, it's all ready for you...." and then she added "come on baby, I need you now, I'm horny too!" and she started to rub at her little nub with one hands fingers while one, then two and then a third finger from the other hand opened up her pussy".
I was genuinely worried for a moment there when I reached over to the night stand and took a condom out of the box and began to open it. She lay there with this dreamy look on her face as her finger kept her pussy wet and at the ready. And yes, as I've now long posted - my cock was totally hard as she tipped her head up and smiled as she watched me roll the condom on. She giggled and said "I was only joking with you baby" when she saw me take a deep breath and a moment later she pulled her knees back and said "come on baby, this is for you tonight".
As I shared with her during our conversation yesterday, I seemed to be very almost acutely aware of how she felt on Saturday night. Even with the condom, something felt different - maybe she was wetter - or maybe it was just in my head - not sure. Maybe it was the man-scaping I did but when pushed all the way into her, I swore I could feel her pussy lips against the base of my cock below the edge of the condom. Pulling back, I don't know how I overlooked feeling this in the past, but I could feel how hot her pussy was inside when I'd push in and then when I'd pull back. I admit that I did feel a tiny bit of cuckold angst that - to be honest - felt friggin' wonderful - when I let myself focus on not feeling her bare and knowing I truly may not, perhaps ever, get to feel that again. She moaned as I was lost in thought and it obviously had made my cock swell even more because she moaned deeply when I pushed all the way into her and - even she admitted that she had tried to fight it off - but could do nothing other than be consumed by an orgasm that left her gushing wet beneath me and lying virtually limp. She moaned about how she felt like she kept cumming and she thrashed about beneath me - the whole time it felt like I was slipping and sliding around inside her like crazy and each time I'd pull out or push in she'd squeal even louder. Her pussy gushed - and went from squishing noises to genuine queefing sounds when another wave of that continuous orgasm would sweep over her.
She admitted on Sunday when we were talking that not seeing Paul had left her quite horny and she seemed sheephish about how she'd cum with me like that. More about that too - but I will say that she shared that she's orgasmed like that with him.
As she gushed away - yes - I had a billion thoughts in my head - but the obvious one was how she felt and again to how I wasn't going to get to feel this - and yes - it turned me on. I am a cuckold - and yes - it turned me on to think of how she felt at that moment and to know that Paul would soon be the only one to enjoy it. She was too delirious to do anything other than thrash and moan beneath me. I was really getting into it and enjoying just how deep and open she was when the thoughts of her being wet and open like that from being with Paul filled my head and just a moment later even her eyes opened when she felt me thrust into her and, finally, let go of what I needed. I grunted deeply and thrust sharply and deeply into her which made her squeal and throw her legs back (which I later realized was to get my cock to rub her g-spot) and as I thrust until I was soft she would thrust herself up at me each time and enjoy one last crest of an orgasm before my soft cock slithered out of her and she lay there - this time, her not being able to catch her breath.
I'll end our Saturday night by saying that this time I slid the condom off myself and tied it off. I did leave it for her on the bed when I went to get her a warm washcloth. When I came back after cleaning myself up a little bit she was up on her elbows and again holding and playing with the filled condom. She handed it to me when she took the washcloth and she said again to me "that's a lot from you baby..... its soooo warm tooo".