Finding Orgasm Pt. 01

"Oh god, I'm close, go faster."

"Cumming, baby?" he said, starting to cramp up having manipulated her clitoris for nearly half an hour.

"I'm close." Finally, as with all the other times before and after their marriage, close to the peak and then it drifted away. When that happened she gave up and urged him to satisfy himself inside her. He would mount her and cum but the disappointment of her inability to orgasm made sex an act of frustration. She wanted the feeling of joy and he wanted to share that with her.

In none of her relationships had she ever achieved orgasm regardless of how turned on she was initially. She had never been successful even masturbating.

He would wonder aloud, "Maybe it's me. I'm doing something wrong?"

"No, it's me, it just won't happen. It's gotten in my head and I'm frustrated all the time."

Jeff and Alice tried various creams and topical supplements from health food stores, all of them promoting a stronger stimulation. They bought sex toys, most notably vibrators and the endless variations on the theme. They watched porn together and she picked subjects that excited her.

She dressed up in sexy clothing for the bedroom. He affectionately called her 'arousing Alice' and then came role play so she could imagine herself in different ways.

Like Jeff had, men pursued her when she was single and even after they married because she was incredibly attractive but by the time they had sex for the first time, the suitor got his rocks off and Alice went home unfulfilled.

In college she considered the possibility that even though she got turned on by men, maybe she was gay, or more likely Bi. Thinking that could be the missing ingredient, she had a short lived dalliance with a classmate, Janet, who was pursuing Alice for a possible relationship.

Even though she was surprised by how much she liked their love making the result was sadly the same. She came right up to the edge but couldn't cum.

She desperately wanted to feel that glorious high that other women talked about but was quickly coming to the conclusion that it would never happen for her. As a result her interest in having sex diminished.

Turning to porn more and more for his gratification, one day on an erotica site Jeff stumbled across a thread begun by a woman, ToryM. It sounded very similar to the problem Alice was having. The thread was long but he stayed with it until he had read everything up to date.

Much of what was discussed was sympathetically familiar. Endless frustration followed by eventual withdrawal. The seeming hopelessness of the situation made him sad for her and her mate. However, since there had been so much response he came back to it the following day and a new post from another frustrated husband:

'Don't know if this would help you but doing it gave us back the semblance of a sex life in our marriage and my wife climaxed for the first time in her life. Out of desperation and with her consent, I arranged an anonymous sex partner for her. She had never met him until he got in bed with her. While I watched, miracle of miracles, he brought her to orgasm. She was screaming with the pleasure. At first I took it as proof that I was failing her but sex again with the same man and it was back to the same problem. I arranged anonymous sex with a different man and she orgasmed again. Sex with the same man the following evening and, once again, she couldn't cum. We started to reexamine what was happening and after two or three more liaisons with the same result we had to deduce that the anonymity gave her some sort of psychological freedom to release. Going on a year now my wife is experiencing the gratification of sex. It's cumbersome because it requires her having sex with a total stranger but she's very attractive so we've never had a problem getting partners. As soon as her anonymous partner finishes then I fuck her immediately afterwards and we experience the joy of sex together.'

Jeff rolled this idea around his brain, alternately hating it and titillated by it. Inviting a stranger into their bedroom? The main point was that if they didn't try it, Jeff would be tethered to the computer screen and a disinterested wife for the rest of their married life.

That evening when Alice got home from work he asked her to sit down. His somber tone made her worried that someone in the family had died.

"Look," he said, "I know we've tried everything in the sex bag of tricks to help you orgasm, and I know this is weird, but following a thread from a woman with the same problem came a potential fix from a guy who said it worked with his wife."

"Ahhh," said a suspicious Alice, "the way you're setting this up makes me feel weird. Just spit it out, Jeff."

He got right to the point, "Here, I've called up the post on my phone. Just read it yourself and tell me what you think."

He handed her the phone and she read and when she finished she just stared at him and put the phone face down. "Jeff, do you love me?"

"Of course, you know I do."

"Then why would you suggest that I let another man have sex with me to see if I orgasm? Are you crazy?"

"Alice, I hate the idea but I'm saying consider it because I want you to have that experience. I'm suggesting trying it BECAUSE I love you. You think I'm comfortable with some strange guy doing you?"

"Okay, so I see your heart's in the right place but I think it's repulsive and I'm not doing it."

She immediately left the room. He felt horrible that he'd brought it all up again but, he rationalized, it was for the good of their marriage. He also thought that if she felt the bliss she was missing she'd do it in a heartbeat.

***

Back in the laptop land of erotica he continued to follow the thread, wanting to see if the original poster had attempted what the reader had suggested. Her eventual response was: 'My husband isn't going for it and thinks it's just an excuse for some guy to fuck a married woman. He doesn't even think the story's true but he's not stopping me from finding out. I'm not so sure it's true either but if it is then we all get something out of it. I want the experience that other women enjoy! I feel like I'm in jail.'

A few days later while he was jerking off Jeff took time out to private message the woman. The problem with messaging her was that conversation would cause familiarity so he wrote simply: 'I will fuck you.' He wanted to say, 'I will fuck you in the interest of science,' but decided that was too much as it revealed a sense of humor.

His clumsy idea: fuck first, talk later because he'd never see her again. And if it worked on ToryM it might work with Alice.

He knew, based upon the thread, her general location but had no idea how far he'd have to go. He thought the whole idea was insane and, even though he was trying to help Alice, he was cheating with another woman to do it. He figured there would be no response anyway because what insane person would answer something like that?

A couple days passed and he got a surprise reply:

'Double Pines Motel in Sharona, room 10. Thursday 11am.'

He had massive guilt for even contacting her. And what if it was some kind of scam? Maybe he was doing it for personal reasons, maybe he just wanted to have anonymous sex? He had two days to wrestle with the possibilities and it was agonizing.

He had all but called it off when he got another private message from her:

'I'm getting nervous about this. Maybe we should call it off.'

Though he couldn't say so they were on the same page. All he repeated was:

'I will fuck you.'

'Sending this so you know what you're getting into,' she wrote. Enclosed was a pic of her in a bikini at some beach. She was tall and skinny...very pretty.

He had a terrible urge to talk to her but the risk of compromising his anonymity made him feel helpless. He was going to do it or not and even if it was successful there was no guarantee it would work with Alice.

She contacted him once more Wednesday night: 'I guess we're doing this. Two things, I'm going to wear a blindfold and when we're finished please don't say anything, just leave the room and close the door.'

Again, he responded: 'I will fuck you.'

***

Just so he could go through with it, Jeff put himself on autopilot and imagined fucking this pretty girl waiting for him in a motel room. He appealed to his lascivious side for motivation and by the time the GPS got within a mile of her he was already stroking an erection in his pants.

The anxiety level was so high he worried he'd hyperventilate and pass out in the car.

There were only two cars at the motel when he arrived. One by the office and one in front of room 10. When he pulled in next to that car he could see the door, the kind that close on themselves, was propped open by something.

He made himself get out of the car, or rather his dick made him get out of the car.

He pushed the door open just enough to know it was her. She sat in a chair facing front and wearing nothing but a bra and panties and a blindfold. "Be gentle," she said. He stayed silent. Closing the door behind him, he undressed and straddled her chair, his hard cock inches from her face.

Breathing heavily he slowly but deliberately dragged his hard-on down her cheek before feeding it to her waiting mouth. Even with the blindfold in place he could see she was a beautiful girl. For a brief moment he wondered why a girl like her would risk a dangerous encounter like this with a stranger but, of course, she was desperate.

She expertly sucked him so she was not without skill. He enjoyed it as long as he could but remembered what he was there for. He pulled away, picked her up from beneath her thighs and put her back on the bed. She was trembling to his touch.

He took her panties down and tossed them aside. "Wait!" she said suddenly but nothing more followed. His pause was only seconds before he buried his face between her thighs and put his tongue to work stimulating her clitoris. "Oh...that...feels so...ahhhhh." Her fingers went through his hair as the pleasure grew in her belly.

She'd gotten to this point before but somehow it was different. The feeling continued to grow and she felt on the precipice of a place she'd never been. Her whole body was shaking. "Oh my god...oh fuuuuccckkk!" He picked up the intensity and...

Her body heaved, "Oh my god, uhnnnnnnnnn, fuuuuccckkk." She was so stunned by the orgasm she started to laugh at the wonderful relief, "Oh my god...I can't believe it...fuck me now, fuck me now!" she pleaded.

He immediately entered her, urgently banging while she fingered herself. "Oh shit, oh shit! I'm cumming again...uhnnnnnnnnnn." He banged her harder out of sheer manic excitement. She screamed so loud he was afraid the desk clerk would come running but he never stopped.

"Don't cum in me," she cautioned him.

He couldn't hold it any longer and pulled out, shooting his cum over her stomach. He couldn't help but notice the color of his cum was similar to the creamy color of her skin.

She laid back on the bed and as they agreed, he silently dressed and left, closing the door behind him.

On the drive home he was exhilarated by the sex but moreover the success of her orgasm. He was excited that she was excited. Naturally, all of this was replaced by immense guilt over what he'd just done and, to make it even more complicated, how would he explain this success to Alice?

It was worse with each passing mile until by the time he pulled in his driveway he decided not to mention any of it to her. What would he say? 'Hey, honey! I had sex with this girl today who couldn't orgasm and she did!"

Fuck

When he checked the erotica thread he got a private message from ToryM:

'Thank you sooo much for taking me there today. The feeling was unbelievable. Please come back.'

His dick was screaming yes, yes, yes and his guilt said no, no, no. If it was yes then he would be completing the experiment by presenting himself with some familiarity to see if ToryM's orgasm was a product of complete anonymity or had she just had an awakening of sorts.

He amused himself by thinking maybe he was the sex whisperer. He'd rent himself out to hundreds of frozen women as a cure but just as quickly realized that he wouldn't be anonymous anymore.

He decided to go back as a known quantity and see if she could cum again. He private messaged her:

'I will fuck you again. My name's Jeff and my wife has the same problem as you've had. I needed to find out if anonymity might help her. It seemed to help you. Tomorrow?'

She responded:

'Yes and it was wonderful. I've been afraid to masturbate since I wanted to wait for your return. I was afraid I'd ruin something. See you tomorrow. I'm excited and a little worried. Same motel, same time? No mask.'

Jeff sent her the thumbs up and promptly asked his boss for another day off. That in hand, he fantasized about Tory the rest of the afternoon, daydreaming of getting between those creamy thighs and doing the deed.

At his desk he brought up her picture and ran his hand surreptitiously over the hard-on pushing to get out. His desk was at a position in the room to feel safe unzipping and reaching in...

***

The following day, driving to the motel, he continued stroking his cock in anticipation of seeing her.

Upon arrival the door was once again ajar. Getting out of his car he could see her watching for him. When he pushed the door open she was on the edge of the bed on all fours, fingering her already wet pussy. "Come in and penetrate me."

He wasted no time on her invitation, tossing his clothes anywhere and doing as instructed.

"Yes, Jeff, fuck my little pussy. Make me cum. Uhnnn,"

His hands held her hips tightly as he slammed into her buttocks with his balls whipping her ass. The level of his desire frightened him and he feared that his motives were much less than pure.

Did he come here for the sake of his marriage or just to fuck this woman?

Slam, slam, slam...she moaned with each approach, entranced with her beautiful curves. He had to force Alice out of his mind and concentrate on Tory. Right now he knew if asked he'd come back and and do her again and again.

He'd have to face himself later for that thought.

"I'm cummmmmiinngg!!!" she screamed. Her head fell on the bed and her back arched as the glorious surge went through her like electricity. "Ohhhhhhhhh, sonofa...Uhnnnnnnnnnn."

She kept her ass in the air, urging him to join her in ecstasy. He continued to pound her hole. "I love you inside me, Jeff."

He couldn't get enough of her. He finished on her satisfied body, spraying his cream across her rear. She smiled.

Letting guilt have the better of the moment he quickly pulled on his clothes like someone was chasing him. "I have to go."

"Wait, can I talk to you?"

"I'm sorry I have to go."

"Sit with me for a minute." She calmed him down and he sat with her on the end of the bed. "You helped me to find my orgasm and knowing you a little bit didn't seem to change that. I can't lose you right now. I don't know why it's you but it is."

"That's great, Tory, but I have to go."

"You want me, I know it."

His answer burst out of him. "Yes, I want you! That's why I have to go. I'm a cheater!"

"No, you're a healer. Please don't leave..." She got close to his ear and whispered, "I want you, I need you to fuck me...again."

He felt himself getting hard. She felt it too and undid his pants. He didn't try to stop her. For the first time they kissed.

***

As he finally left the motel, before pulling out he saw a man walk in the door he'd just closed. Her husband? There were still only two cars in the lot.

When he got home he didn't go inside right away, instead he pulled up the erotica site on his phone and read anything added to the thread.

ToryM expressed her joy at being able to unlock the 'ecstasy' she'd longed for. 'Thanks for your amazing help. You know who you are.'

Of course, he felt good that he had helped her. He'd shaken off the lust he felt for Tory as a normal sexual hazard of fucking another man's wife. What was he supposed to feel? She was hot and making up for lost time. Now if he could just help his own wife.

(End of Part 1)