Note: This does not contain the graphic sex that many of you seek, but it is my story.
This is a part of my life I had not intended to write about. But, there have been so many comments, questions and yes, criticisms of my stories that I feel the need to get this on paper.
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I married Jack when I was 20 years old. As you may have read, I had been faithful to him until an unplanned affair at the age of 29 changed everything. But, this chapter is about Jack.
Our marriage was typical of that time, the ceremony in our church then cake and punch in the basement; not the large, party-like weddings of today. Arriving at our home that evening, I was more than a little nervous - a 20 year old virgin about to have sex for the first time. With only the light from the bathroom shining in our bedroom, we undressed and I laid down on the bed. Seeing Jack nude for the first time sent a shiver down my spine, as he was then, and still is today, what would now be called a "hunk" by most women.
Leaning over me, he kissed me so long I felt I was in a dream. As had often happened when we were dating, just his kisses made me wet, and oh my, was I wet now! Spreading my legs, he positioned himself above me, gently probing between my legs and then sliding into me. I had always been told it would hurt the first time, but felt nothing but pleasure. After a few strokes, I felt hot liquid inside me as he grew soft. That was it.
Over the next several years I knew nothing different, although Jack had learned that there were certain spots on my body that almost immediately caused me to become wet. Kissing my earlobes or that hollow spot my throat immediately aroused me; and nibbling on my nipples drove me crazy with desire. He would then do as he had done on our wedding night. Always in a missionary position, he would gently spread my legs and slide inside me, cumming within a few moments. By this point I had learned how to satisfy myself as he dozed off to sleep.
At the age of 27 things changed. We went out for an anniversary dinner, staying in the nicest hotel downtown. After dinner we went to our room and he told me he wanted me to do something for him. I would then, and would today, do anything he asked. Handing me some boxes, he asked me to go and shower, scrubbing my self clean. Then to shave my pubic area - something which stunned me, but I agreed. Next, I was to "cleanse" myself - both my vagina and anus. And finally, put on the clothes he had purchased me.
I stood in the bathroom facing the mirror, looking at myself in the plaid skirt, white cotton blouse, ankle socks and patent leather shoes. My underwear was simple cotton panties, and no bra.
Walking into the bedroom, I turned around for Jack to see me. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me to him, kissing my ears and neck, then unbuttoning my blouse to take my nipples into his mouth.
Jack undressed while I still marveled at his body. Pulling off his shorts I could see that he was already hard - I did not know until later affairs that while hard, he was very much on the "small side" - but how would I know?
Sitting back on the bed, he handed me a package and told me to open it, and I took out a "toy", much like the one I had been using to satisfy myself for quite awhile now. "Please turn it on and use it Laine" he told me as he slid my panties off. Turning on the vibrating switch, I slowly worked it into me while he watched. I was embarrassed as I gasped, and wiggled my hips, but not enough to stop. Gently taking hold of the end, he slid it all the way in as I threw my arms around his neck.
Standing he turned me and leaned me onto the bed, pulling the skirt up over my hips. I was still naïve enough to not realize what he was going to do, until he rubbed an oil on my anus, slowly working a finger in until I realized he was sliding his cock into me. He began fucking me. The sensation of his cock inside my butt, the vibrating toy inside me, and his fingers playing my nipples and clitoris became overwhelming. For the first time I had an orgasm with my husband.
From that point on whenever we had sex, the entire routine did not vary, right down to every detail. However, he did purchase one of those cushions used to put you in the best position - you know? Usually this happened only once every two or three months. More than that did not interest him, and I tried to occupy my life with other things.
At the age of 29, things changed drastically. As related in Chapter One, I accidentally met George, and to quote what happened that night -
Not knowing what to do next, George sensed my nervousness. He got up, walked over to me, raised my chin and kissed me. My God I almost melted! While his lips never left mine, he somehow managed to slip out of all his clothes. He kissed me hard, and I began returning his kisses, strong, urgent, tongues probing. His lips slid down my neck, he got to his knees and took one nipple in his mouth - and I felt fire shoot through my body! Nobody had ever done that before! One, then the other, continuing to burn me up! We slid down to the bed, and he stopped and looked me in the eyes. Oh no I thought! He knows I have no experience in this!
He took my hand, and simply said, "Laine, I know this is all new to you, but I want you to know that I am going to fuck you, unless you tell me no right now."
I paused, as I realized that here I am, an attractive, 29 year old woman - and I have never really been fucked. I quickly said "please, please fuck me!"
As he lifted me all the way onto the bed, I realized that his cock was very strong and large, or at least by my standards. I could not believe any of this was happening, as I also realized that I was very, very wet "down there."
George slowly entered me, the large head of his cock just barely inside me, almost teasing me. I raised my hips to him, moaning for him to please fuck me, when he just buried himself. I screamed as I could not believe the feeling! Then he began to get rougher, pounding and pounding - saying "stay with me Laine" for what seemed an eternity! Suddenly, I felt his cock grow and then release into me - amazingly at the same time I came. My God, I had never felt anything like this!!
Afterward, I just wanted to lay there forever, him still inside me. He was brushing my hair from my eyes, me rubbing my hand on his back, feeling so content. I thought" so this is what it is like!"
Since that night, well, you may have read the stories I have shared.
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Shortly after my first affair, I arrived home a day early from a trip to my sisters house. I know, the "arrived home a day early" sounds like a cliché. I was greeted by obvious sounds coming from the bedroom. Looking through the open door, I saw a beautiful girl leaning over a cushion, early 20's I would guess, dressed in a plaid skirt pulled up over her hips, a cotton blouse, ankle socks and patent leather shoes. There were sounds of a vibrator humming. And Jack was fucking her in the ass. In the dark hall, they could not see me as I pulled up my skirt and slid my hands inside my panties. Knowing Jack's timing perfectly, we all three came together as a very quiet noise escaped my lips.
Twice since that time I nearly walked in on Jack in the same situation. I have since learned that this is his sexual preference - always with a 21 year old blonde who is always dressed the same. And I am fine with that.
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Jack and I have now been married 36 years Our businesses keep us traveling most of the time, and that plus owning two homes in different parts of the country, well, we do not see each other often. Jack still enjoys the same sex he always has. I still seem to run into "situations" that provide me immense pleasure. And in the rare opportunities that we are together, he still enjoys taking me in my plaid skirt...
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why be married???
its obvious that they don't love each other so why not find someone they can love and divorce??? these stories don't have any common sense at all
He needed to
Let her do what she must. There was no other way. She eather got what she needed or she would be gone!
Same Anon
Yes the husband is not wimp, but this open marriage is a very sad thing. Both spouses live different life without the other only money community is and nothing other. But escort service gets much profit.
I am not surprised the 25-30 years old male generation wants to avoid the marriage in the USA. It is better to begin the marriage at 40 years old with a 20 years old woman at once...........more...
An open marriage story. The husband was not wimp at least.
Plaid Skirt
Lack of sex or not this is a fun story. I thought it was great that instead of having a fit when you saw Jack fucking the blonde you simply put your hand in your panties and masturbated, and timed to cum with them no less!
I think that's the way life ought to be, you got lemons so you made lemonade, so to speak.
I do wish your business would bring you to my part of the country!
And I really like the new picture you've got on your page. Lovely. Although I'll admit I'd like to see you with less clothing!
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