Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click hereI absently minded ran my fingers across his face and through his hair. "That was wonderful. I've never felt anything like it." I leaned over to kiss his forehead and realized he was soaked. "How in the world did you get so wet?"
"Laura, you're too much; I'm guessing this is your first g-spot orgasm. Baby, you're a real squitter when you get your bell rung."
I didn't know what he was talking about, but was ashamed to admit it. I vowed to Google the term 'g-spot orgasm' as soon as I could. We sat on the blanket, quietly hugging and watching the moonlight sparkle on the water.
"You must be in misery." My hand slipped between his legs to engulf his still engorged manhood. "We can't have that." I stroked it and he pushed me back down on the blanket. He threw a leg over one of mine. I got the hint and quickly spread mine apart, giving him full access to my burning core. When his fingers took over where his tongue had left off, I couldn't hold my hips still. They seemed to have a mind of their own as they humped against his hand, working the two fingers ever deeper.
Finally, after what seemed to me to be an hour, but in fact was probably only a minute or two, he knelt between my wide spread legs. I watched as he hovered over me, both knees between my legs, balancing himself with his left hand while his right aimed his very adequate manhood toward its target.
As wet as I was, his glans didn't want slip inside when he pushed it against my slick opening. He pushed harder and I tried to wiggle to help him. Finally I reached down and pulled the lips apart and could feel the head penetrate slightly. Mike was a very patient lover and by working it in and out an inch or so at the time, I found myself gloriously filled. Finally our pubic hair touched and I could feel his sac slamming against my buttocks as he picked up the pace.
"Oh yes, Baby," I moaned, then locked my legs around his back and tried to meet him stroke for stroke. I climaxed again and relaxed my legs, fully expecting him to be finished. He wasn't. He continued to plow into my hairy field and I found myself getting turned on again. We were panting so hard, anyone within a hundred feet of us must have heard. I clung to him and tried to keep up with his strokes as he pulled almost all the way out then drove in to the hilt. The long slow strokes had me purring like a kitten and I met his every stroke, becoming more excited by the second. I didn't think anyone could make me feel that good.
Mike suddenly stopped the long strokes and started the short fast pumping that indicated he was about to cum. That's when I felt it; the tingling that started in the bottom of my feet and traveled up my legs, continued through my torso and finally seemed to explode out the top of my head. I could feel my muscles grasping and ungrasping his spurting shaft until we finally collapsed, completely exhausted.
When our strength returned, Mike checked his watch. He had one of those little buttons you could push to get enough light to tell time in the dark. "Come on," He said getting to his feet and pulling me after him. "We better rinse off in the ocean and get you home. We wouldn't want you to miss your first curfew."
I had forgotten all about the rule saying Mike had to be gone before Jody returned. The sandy towel worked well enough, once we shook the sand out as best we could, but I was glad I got back in my house in time to grab a quick shower before Jody came through the front door.
I met him in the sexist gown I owned. It was so sheer he would be able to clearly see I had nothing on beneath. He came through the door with an ear to ear grin, and when he kissed me I could still smell the mixed aroma of Sandi's perfume and sex.
"Have a good time Baby?"
"It was good honey," he admitted. "She wasn't as good as you, but she was very good and as I say, very different. How was your night?"
I loved Jody, but a man's ego is a fragile thing. Could he handle being told in detail how it really was? I decided not to lie, just not to go into too much detail. Full disclosure could come later, after we both got used to the idea.
"I can honestly say that even though tonight was great, I'd never trade you for him. Let's just say tonight made me realize just what we have."
"Know what you mean, I wouldn't want to stop doing this, but once a week is enough. We can use the other six days to practice what we learned with each other," He took my hand and I eagerly followed him to the bedroom. I wanted to see what he'd learned from Sandi, and maybe we could learn that g-spot trick.
THE END
*****
Thanks for reading my story. PLEASE VOTE—IT WON'T COST YOU ANYMORE THAN IT DID TO READ IT, AND WOULD MEAN SO MUCH TO ME! THANKS AGAIN!
- COMMENTS
MarkTwine3 months agoThe limp dick husband was described as some sort of master of oral skills. Supposedly great with this tongue and fingers. So why didn’t he know that hat a g spot was or how to manipulate it? Why couldn’t he make the cunt squirt if he was so good? This ginormous plot hole brought it down to one star.
Anonymous8 months agoGee, if hacing an average dick is a sin, i guess a husband should be allowed to go out and fuck any flexible young woman because his fat ass wife just lays there like a beached whale because her hip are shot from carrying around twice her BMI for 15 years. Am i right?
26thNCover 2 years agoMy friend can definitely write, but I don’t care for most of his work, this one included.
HikingThruover 3 years ago...on a real problem. The main thing lacking was more dialogue b/t hubby and wife. She spent two months pondering it, but there was scarce discussion b/t them, and he just seemed to accept it. Something this major would seem to require lots more discussion b/t the two. And weekly is pretty damn often.
Anonymousabout 4 years agoSooooooo sick of the "I love my wife so much I'll just go do something else while she gets royally fucked" trope.
Really? Jody's big reward was that he "gets to" go down on other women?
Nope, BS
Anonymousabout 4 years agothat the public feedback is often more interesting than the actual story. It never fails, there will be the whiners, the know it all, the opinionated, the angry, the bullshitters, etc. etc. I, especially get a kick out of those that ask the writers to ignore the comments, if it doesn't meet their standard. Hilarious and Priceless. Too bad the current public feedback doesn't allow instant feedback for immediately retaliation anymore. Carolinadreamer writes well enough, but his constant whining about the anonymous readers get's old and boring. Some writers just ignore negativity, since no amount of whining about them, will change anything. You cannot post in Loving Wives and think you're going to be praised every time. Most likely you'll get slaughtered if you write willing cuckoldry stories. It is what it is.
robroy93about 4 years agoWell written, but never, in any situation, would I what a girl friend or a wife.
Anonymousabout 5 years agoprovided one of the few informed, rational comments on this story. I would also add that, contrary to what CD seems to think, sex is not just one element of a marriage. It is an indispensible pillar of the marriage that creates a kind of intimacy and trust that play an critical sustain the marriage as a whole. Adultery destroys that. "Swinging" converts a marriage into a kind of long-term fwb arrangement. I've known many swingers, and that's exactly the result. They may not split, although they often do, but the marriage is converted into something else less intimate and committed.
i122over 5 years agoThis was very well written and seemed that it could have really happened to two people who are in love but need more.
allsop72over 6 years agoI enjoy the info at the start of ea story. I wish others would do so. Many thanks, for giving me as the reader choices.Keep it up.
Obo1about 7 years agobut there are some very good toys available now. Could have easily solved their problem. They could even still swing if they wanted to and Jody could still fuck other women.
Overcriticalalmost 8 years agoI find the comment that visiting the Club only once a week would be safe for their marriage. The way this story is put together I don't think the wife, Laura, would find once a week enough and she would probably become addicted to a variety of cocks. Jody, on the other hand would find that eating once pussy or another is ho-hum, especially if he isn't cumming himself. This is certainly a marital disaster in the making.
I agree with the commentator who said that medication would help Jody. In my case (I'm also in my 70's) the Viagra and Cialis did not do a very good job, but there was an alternative prescribed by my urologist. It involves an injection of a few cc of a chemical whose name I don't know, but I'm sure it is well known to urologists. The material is injected into the penis at right angles to its length. It's like injecting into the side of a rod - you do it as close to the middle as possible. The needle goes more than half way across the diameter of the penis and then the material is released with the syringe. It is completely painless and works in about 15 minutes or so. In my case the problem was that I maintained a really firm erection for several hours which is not considered healthy. After 3 hours I take a Sudafed and that gets rid of the erection. The erection is completely independent of the sensation in the penis. If I'm not "turned on" I could hump away all night without cumming. If I am excited by my partner and her ministrations I could have an orgasm in a reasonable amount of time. Having an orgasm has no effect at all on the erection. The old pecker can sit for hours after an orgasm without deflating and without being able to cum again. This material is strictly a mechanical enhancer and very effective at that. If Jody of this story can get it up somewhat I am sure that this chemical in minimal dosage would keep it up for enough time to have an orgasm and get his wife going too. It's too bad that the author didn't do his research properly, but if he had then there would be no story. I'm writing this, not for the author, but for the readers who also might have ED problems. Good luck and don't be shy about asking the urologist.
tabbymidnitealmost 9 years agoDam the comments are rough. CarolinaDreamer I have read all your stories.. Your decryption to detail is detailed for me to picture the characters in my mind... I enjoyed it all., Didn't think as a female that I was insulted the idea was a good one to write about. However I was insulted by some of the comments by these critical readers.... Please keep writing..
Anonymousalmost 9 years agoit is hard to believe that he couldn't be helped by Viagra or Cialis. I'm 71 and I had that exact problem, but I have a very understanding (female) doctor who helped me get the right medication. Now I have a urologist who is even more helpful. If he could get an erection without medication, even for only a short time, medication would help.
Now--the criticisms: there are only five characters in this story so there's really no reason to screw up the names. Jody said that Jody had told him about the club. Wouldn't that have been Sandi's hubby? Also, the day at the club changed from Tuesday to Thursday. Little mistakes--true, but still annoying and confusing.
