Talking Part 2.

I have been wanting to share a story, at least a short version of it. I have a really good friend, Steve, we have been mates since we were teenagers. L and I had always agreed that none of our friends would ever know about our secrets and that she wouldn’t ever have sex with any of our closer male friends, acquaintances yes, close friends no. More accurately, it was more of a rule for her, not so much for me, but it was certainly one I never questioned. All that changed just after Easter, when the three of us caught up for a long lunch on a Wednesday afternoon. There was supposed to be another couple with us but, unfortunately (actually, it was fortunately), they had to cancel.

Steve has been a bachelor for a long time and has not had a lady in his life for several years now. Aside from her recent real naughtiness, L has always been a terrible flirt and has never had any issue in teasing Steve about his love life. For some years it was about the one night stands and, lately, poor Steve has copped it about his lack of action. Of course, he has always known she’s teasing and just laughs it off. This time was different.

Our lunch was great and we were on our third bottle of wine when the tone changed significantly. It is often at the third or fourth glass that L’s inhibitions diminish somewhat and, this time, Steve was her target. I had no idea and didn’t actually cotton on that she was up to anything until things were, let’s say, quite advanced.

Anyway, she had been teasing him and reached over the table, to take one of his hands in hers. She said something like, “Steve, I think you could do with a good blowjob.”

It really wasn’t out of character for her but it was still unexpected, I expect wine would have probably come out of my nose had I taken a mouthful just before she said it. Steve just laughed, as he does, he clearly thought she was just speaking in general terms, as did I. He did say she was right and said the problem was that there was nobody offering him one.

I really knew she was in full bad girl mode when she replied that she was doing just that. Offering.

Without going into all the details about the next couple of minutes of her flirting, he basically looked at me to see what I thought, my shrug sealed the deal I guess.

Less than an hour later we were at Steve’s place. I was sitting in an armchair, watching as L took his fat cock into her mouth for the first time. I had definitely told her that Steve is well endowed in the past, but her exclamation of “oh my,” as she first helped him out of his jeans made it clear that she was pleasantly surprised at just how well, especially from a girth perspective. Watching her suck someone’s dick is possibly my favourite thing at the moment and I enjoyed the show, especially seeing how much L seemed to be into it.

Unfortunately for me, in a way at least, that show didn’t last long. After a couple of minutes L started to look into my eyes, at first I figured it was all part of the show she was putting on for me. Then, between lick and sucks, she told me wanted to do more with his dick than just suck it. She let me know she wanted to take Steve to his bedroom and feel his dick inside her.

“You don’t want me to come with you do you babe,” was both my answer and a question I didn’t really need to ask. I certainly wanted to but I’d sensed she wanted to go it alone, just her and Steve.

“No babe, just us two for now, she said, I remember it word for word because of the promise of what I was sure “for now” meant to both of us.

I would love to be able to tell a story about how I sat there and listened to them have wild sex for an hour or more. That’s not the truth though, they were back out in less than fifteen minutes I reckon, it could have even been less than ten. Steve, was actually quite embarrassed, he was very apologetic to L and I soon learned that he didn’t last very long, it had indeed been a long time and he came quite quickly. Steve is actually a few years older than me and he confessed that he really needed a little blue pill to be at his best, he didn’t even have any in the house as his dry spell had been so long.

As always, my L was amazing. She hugged him and told him it was perfectly ok. She reminded him that she had offered him a blowjob and had no expectations other than to help him have a little bit of fun. We ended up staying for another couple of hours, Steve cooked some steaks on the barbecue while L pulled together a salad, all the while looking sexy as all hell, just wearing her panties and top, with no bra. We ate dinner and shared another bottle of wine before we said our good nights and headed home. Poor Steve was still a bit downcast about his performance so L did leave him with the promise that he could try again if he really wanted.

“I’d like to feel your dick again if you want to,” she said as we left. I’m sure it was as much for my arousal as his, she had my hand between her thighs (outside her jeans) all the way home in the uber too.

Since that day, she has indeed felt his dick again, twice in fact. Both times were when I was away, with my blessing. She doesn’t always ask me for permission, she doesn’t have to and she knows it but, with Steve being my close mate, she wanted the reassurance. From a good news perspective, Steve did get hold of some of those tablets. I am told she did enjoy their second liaison and she did cum when riding him from on top. Their third get together, just last weekend, went even better.

“Oh yeah babe, he fucked me good,” she said as she told me quite a lot about their evening together.

Before I wrap up, I’d like to tell about something else she said recently. With Steve added to her “tally” she has now had sex with a total of seven guys. She said she was feeling very doubtful about making the number that I had said would be a nice target for her or, more accurately, a target for me. Back last year, after her first MMF encounter with Tom and Grant, a “how many guys is too many” conversation happened between us. It was really just for fun, there is no target or limit, but I definitely recall saying I thought a total of ten would be a good number. I was her third, Tom and Grant made it five so I figuring doubling that would be pretty impressive and a lot of fun.

Her regular masseur is number six (I don’t think I mentioned him here before) and Steve is number seven. I think I have that right, it’s been a big eight or nine months.

“So, it’s only three more, how’s that so hard?” I asked.

“In only a few months?” was her question in reply.

It turns out we had our wires a little crossed. It was all just in jest but I thought we were talking about lifetime total, she had latched onto something else I said and thought it was within a year. What’s really funny is that she said “well, I haven’t given up yet.”

@inboxdenver it is like your whole blog reads my mind, especially your own stuff.

Love it!

Twists and Turns

Let’s begin by saying that, over the last few days, I have received little surprises about a couple of things. Also, and I probably should be used to a twist or two by now, I got quite a big surprise about something else. In a way, they’re all inter-linked but they still weren’t foreseeable for me.

As we came into the new year, I really thought Louise was very close to hooking up with J, the guy we have known for a while. She had started messaging him again and I must admit I thought she would have met up with him by now, it seemed so close. However, as she explained to me in the pool last night, she has been really busy with work (she has) and, apparently, so has he. She also said she is still chatting with him occasionally and building their connection. I’m sure I have mentioned elsewhere that connection is really important to her. It is highly unlikely that she will ever fuck a stranger (forgive the crude way of saying it, but it turns out there is a very important distinction there), not unless some really fast and really big chemistry occurs. That is not impossible of course, it just makes it much less likely than if she actually could set out to find a one night stand.

Mind you, she “reassured” me that it is going to happen with J. As much as it started as a joke, she is determined to make her post-marrying me body count higher than the before me one, and she says J is going to be the one that gets her there. I guess all I can do is wait and see how it plays out while she continues to tease me mercilessly about it.

The other small scale surprise came to light a couple of days ago. We had been talking about her going to see Tony, her regular masseur, and whether I should go along again. Well, speaking of work busy, I had one of those weeks where I just couldn’t get a day off (things can usually be flexible when I’m not away) so I encouraged her to go see him, make the most of what has been a rare day off for her of late. I was dying to hear all about it of course and that night she filled me in on not only the details of that massage but something else that has been happening with him.

He is teaching her a bit about massage and she is practicing on him. We are talking erotic kinds of massage here, happy ending stuff at least. So, her visit on Wednesday morning included a ninety odd minute massage for herself, with “two lovely orgasms.” Then she spent half an hour massaging him, finishing him off with an oily handjob. She told me she really enjoyed rubbing his dick and watching him cum, and that it was the second time she has done that for him now.

The fact that I got quite the hard on while hearing about it certainly led to a really nice blowjob but also to the more surprising revelation, one which didn’t come until later last night. It was after the couple of margaritas she, apparently, needed to have before she felt brave enough to tell me.

Going back a couple of months, Louise and I had a really good talk. During that talk the subject of her fantasies came up, she knows all about mine but I had never heard any of hers. It was then that she told me about a mild bondage kind of interest and how the thought of being restrained and smacked a little turned her on. That is where the interest in J re-started, he had sent her a naughty bondage related pic a few years ago.

So, we were sitting outside, after dinner and her margaritas with the place all to ourselves, when she just popped out with a question.

“Would you like to hear about another fantasy I have babe?”

Something like that anyway. My reply was considered and intelligent.

“Fuck yes.”

I’m quite sure I sat up straight in my chair too, ready to pay perfect attention. As I said before it was quite a big surprise.

At first she talked about her massage with Tony or, more precisely, massaging his dick. She said she hoped I didn’t think she was being too slutty but she wanted to remind me that she really likes seeing and playing with dicks lately. It was something she first told me after being with my mate Steve. Then she said all the massage stuff we had looked at got her thinking about some things and how it had turned into a bit of a fantasy.

On that, to explain, naughty massages had been the only fantasy I thought would ever be reality, for quite a few years. So, I often searched for guys who did that sort of thing and showed her some of the things I found. It was how we first came across Tony, through his online presence. I have shown her things I have found many times and, naturally, when you search for something like “sensual massage for women,” that is not all you find. She had looked through loads of other results and saw plenty where happy ending services were on offer for guys. It led to her wondering what it would be like for those girls who did more than just a back massage for their male clients. She went on to tell me that she thinks it has become something of a fantasy, one that she thinks about from time to time and something she wanted to try with Tony.

Of course I had a question or two, something like these.

Question 1: “But how would that work for you, without any connection.”

“Babe, the connection I need is for someone to have sex with someone, especially for them to actually be inside me. Massaging someone and playing with their dick isn’t intimate like that.”

Oh, that was a large penny drop moment, I had never realised the connection is really about the intimacy of it all. She did also say that properly kissing another guy, without a connection, would

Question 2: “When can you start.”

She laughed at that one, of course, and checked that I would find it a turn on. Of course I would I reassured her, I also wanted to do some checking in of my own. I asked her if she really fantasised about it or if she was just teasing me. The answer was actually closer to a fantasy than I had imagined. She said it’s not like she thinks about it when we’re having sex. It’s also not something she thinks about all the time, not like me when I’m driving the car, doing yard work, eating breakfast or just general breathing (they’re my words, not something she said). But, whenever I send her a picture of a guy, or of a girl with a dick in her mouth, she has started to fantasise about what it would be like to feel it, or be the one in the picture.

We talked a bit more of course, about that and how she generally enjoys playing around like that. I am sure there is an element of truth in it but I don’t really know if she is just mainly teasing me. I will say that Louise is being very dirty in the bedroom at the moment (again) and I’ll close that comment out by saying I never imagined my wife would love getting cum on her as much as Louise does right now. That just has to go hand in hand with enjoying playing with guys (forgive the intended pun).

That’s about it In guess. I didn’t sleep much last night, there was just too much mind activity going on. I didn’t come close to any practical or possible way she could ever take on a part time naughty massage business and I’m sure that part, at least, isn’t seriously in her mind either. However, I just cannot help but wonder what might happen if I found her a “mutual massage” guy, like the dozens of them that messaged us on Red Hot Pie (to no avail) several years ago now?

If/when the time is right I may have to casually mention it!

The truth about her day with J

Following on from my earlier, embellished post about Louise’s first and only (so far) visit to J’s place, I feel like telling a bit about her description of how it really went. I deliberately made him out to be a bit of a BDSM master, or at least I tried to do that. It was even how he talked himself up a few times, in texts and on the phone before they did actually meet up. Funnily enough, she said he is actually quite shy, he did try though and it sounds like there was bit of bluff and bravado even on the day. She also said it was quite clumsy at times but she thought it was “really cute.”

All in all, it sounds like it has actually helped her like him quite a lot. I get that too, if he was totally confident, perhaps even a bit arrogant, then he’d be far less likely to be someone she is attracted to.

I won’t mention his profession but he is loaded, his house really is amazing (apparently) and they really did sit out the back, by the pool, with a bottle of her favourite wine. He didn’t give her a foot massage then (it came later) but he did, nervously, start to try his bondage master thing. He did take her inside in the way I said but he didn’t tie her up. The massage, with the hot oil, was real. It was done in his bedroom and, apparently, it was really, really good. After that, he put a collar and a lead on her and he led her with that to the “dungeon” he had tried to set up in another bedroom. They did play with a couple of whips and a paddle, she said it was fun and he did actually do a good job of giving her backside a good stinging, something she has always liked.

They did have sex then too. Lou said that is certainly one thing he did not exaggerate about, he felt really good and he knew what he was doing. Big pluses for his bedroom skills by the sounds of things.

She stayed for a few hours more after that too, they skinny dipped and then she got foot massage, out by the pool, wearing just a towel she had wrapped around her after the swim. That is something I find extremely erotic, more on that later. They also spent a bit more time in his bedroom, no more whips or paddles, just some hot sex.

I’m changing topics now, just slightly. I suppose nothing about Louise should really surprise me now, maybe I’m just slow on the uptake but the opposite still seems to be case. A really big surprise is how she is actually becoming quite a bit of an exhibitionist. That’s probably not quite the truest way to describe it but, as is the case with her sexual inhibitions, her misgivings about showing a bit of flesh are falling right away. It has usually been in response to a little dare from me, rather than her initiating something, but the big change has been how often and how carefree she is being about it.

She is now wearing a cheeky bikini bottom to the beach, she even took it off in the car park to change into a pair of a shorts, right in front of an older guy. We were at the nude beach a few weeks ago, we had a guy set up his towel quite close to us (as happens sometimes). Half jokingly, I whispered that she should open her legs for him, she did it without hesitation and laid there like that, giving him a really good look, for at least ten minutes. Recently, she stood outside and chatted with a guy from a round the corner, wearing nothing but a little and quite see through cover up.

Then, back to J and the latest big surprise. He has a group of mates who have a bit of a poker school going, they usually play once a month. Most of them are older and married but, sometimes, when it’s one of the single guys’ turn to host they add a “hostess” to the mix. They basically hire a lingerie waitress to bring them drinks, deal some cards and, occasionally, sit on some knees for luck. For a few extra dollars, the ladies usually end up naked too. Louise has been intrigued by this, ever since J first mentioned his card nights. She even asked me if I have ever done something like it (I have, it sounds exactly the same as something I went to a long time ago now). Of course, just because it’s her and she can be very nosey, she wanted to know all about the girls. What do they look like, what do they wear to begin with, do they have the guys hands on them all night long, do they do sexual stuff too, and so on? By the way, J said “a little bit” and “no, never” to the last of those two questions.

Both of us wonder if he was bull shitting her, baiting her, but he also said they had a more mature hostess come over one night. He reckons she is the best they’ve ever had, more real and much more fun to have around. He straight out asked Louise if she was interested, I guess he figured she was asking all the questions for a reason. She told him absolutely no, not a hope. But that was at first, a while ago. Now she is seriously thinking about doing it, I can tell she wants to but she is also scared shitless, mostly by the thought of being too old and the guys not liking what they see.

When she was at his house, they talked about it again, “hypothetically” of course. He asked her what I would think of it. In her special way, she told him I’d probably want to be there to see it. Of course, she is totally right.

He told her I’d be welcome to come, all the guys bring a mate along every now and then. We wouldn’t let on that the hostess is my wife of course. There’s one big problem, buy in usually $1000, chicken feed to these guys I guess but way fucking more than I’ve ever gambled. Plus, would she really want me there, watching a bunch of guys (most of them old) struggling to keep their hands to themselves? She says yes but I think not.

I wouldn’t believe it was even remotely real if it wasn’t on her list.

Every time she tells me she is texting another guy.

Vocal Tom.

Who knew!? I always thought he was too quiet and shy to be like I have just learnt he really is.

I feel we’re in a really interesting phase right now, partly because of the new developments with Tom but also from a perspective of learning even more about each other. We, to be truthful, I think Louise is learning more about me and I’m enjoying exploring her reactions to things, as they come out or as they evolve.

To give it some more context, just a couple of weeks ago we were talking about my fantasies, I was trying to scale them - one to ten. I told her that watching her suck someone else’s dick is huge for me, it is a huge turn on now and it have been a huge fantasy. Somehow, she actually didn’t know that, I guess I never made it clear enough. Interestingly, she said if she had known things might have started a fair bit earlier for us. She had a lot to overcome before she was ready to have sex outside our marriage but feels that a blowjob, given the right time and circumstances, wouldn’t have been such a big deal. The conversation actually started because I sent her one of those hotwife meme things, one that showed a girl freeing a big dick with a caption that said something like “the dare was just to kiss it.”

Back to the point, vocal Tom. As I said it surprised me, and it was great to learn how it turns Louise on. Some of the things he said to her on Sunday included:

“Fuck, I just love these nipples… I could suck them all day.”

Not long after, when he was rubbing his dick on her boobs, he told her he “could cum like this, all over her tits and her face.”

He often talks about her pussy, and how good it feels to be fucking it. On Sunday he told her how he loves to watch his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy. He was fucking her from behind at the time.

He also told her he “wants to fuck her in the arse again.”

Louise swears she told me this bit but I must have forgotten, she was and still is the only woman he has got to do that with. After they fucked, and she asked him about it, he told her he thinks about it all the time. He asked the woman he was dating too, if she wanted it there. But no, apparently it isn’t something she will ever do.

Tom does have a deep voice, that I have always known. What I didn’t know is that when he cums, he moans really deeply and, sometimes, they talk up some rather dirty stuff. All about filling her up, cumming in her married pussy and the like. Or he’ll ask her if she want him to pull out, cum all over her tits, or her face. I knew without her saying that her answer would sometimes be yes. Except for the times when she is close to cumming herself of course. I also did not know how much it turns her on.

They are just some examples, there was and often is more, or so I’m told. It’s funny, I asked her if she would like me to be more like that, to talk dirty sometimes, like she does to me (especially when she wants to make me cum). I knew the answer as soon as I asked it though, and pretty much said it myself. It would be too fake, too much like trying to be like him. She did say maybe one day, maybe there’d be a time when it wouldn’t be like that. We’ll see.

He had questions too, about me. Of everything that has happened in the last few days, they may be the most interesting part. I’ll touch on them next.

Big fight again last night, followed by loads of dirty talking during some hot sex. I am so confused, such conflicting emotions.