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I'm Happily Married...But Ch. 01

By: Tdisk



At age 33 Mona's life had become stable. She was about 5'7" and 120 lbs. Her face and hair were attractive and her body was in good shape. Her most obvious physical attribute was her 34DD chest and that fact was a huge influence in her life. She'd found and married a man, Tim, who worshipped her chest. He had other strong points and Mona loved him but she knew her breasts were a major bond between them. She never could have married a guy who wasn't a tit man. She'd been married for over 5 years and was generally content with Tim. They had a good marriage. The sex wasn't as hot as it had been but she'd accepted that as a fact of married life. 

Mona was a psychologist with a private practice in a suburban setting. Her typical clients were adolescents and adults who couldn't cope with the problems of life. She enjoyed trying to help them.

The first client Mona had on her afternoon schedule was a good example of her client base. Gail was a suburban housewife of 26. This would be her second appointment. During her first session Gail had outlined her background and family and started to talk of her poor sex life. She'd recounted that her marriage of 5 years had started off with great lust and love but now seemed rather boring. She and her husband were each busy with work; he traveled several days each week and was frequently tired after arriving home or was preparing for his next trip. She described herself as 'happily married, but...' which was a sentiment Mona had heard many times before. In Gail's case recent flirting by a prospective customer at work had turned her on. It had caused her to re-examine her sex life at home and it had come up wanting. She felt guilty about desiring more excitement. Gail's first session with Mona had ended before they had much of a substantive discussion on the subject of her sex life.

Gail's case had an unusual element as well. For one, Mona had been thinking about her off and on ever since their first appointment the prior week. Gail's mention of her dissatisfaction with her sex life had triggered something in Mona. She'd spent the last half of their first session trying to get a better look at Gail's body. It was well covered in a baggy business suit but there were hints of a very well endowed and attractive woman. Gail appeared to be about 5'7" and weigh perhaps 115. She had a nice face and what appeared to be beautiful brown hair but since it was in a pony tail it was hard to fully evaluate. There was certainly the hint of a well shaped, busty body under the drab suit. 

Mona had also noticed Gail's calves seemed thin and well shaped. She assumed her thighs would reflect the same trim line. The woman had referred to herself as a bit of a gym rat; that suggested her overall fitness should be good. The little shape that could be discerned through the suit certainly looked feminine. In fact, it looked like she had a narrow waist and an oversized top. Mona smiled to herself as she imagined her own husband summing that image up as every guy's perfect mate. He was a tit man just like countless other men. Mona concluded that, in male parlance, Gail would be 'very fuckable'. For some reason Gail chose to hide the fact. Mona felt guilty at such crude thoughts but rationalized that the raw sexual appeal of Gail's body was certainly relevant to how her problem might be resolved.

Mona grudgingly admitted to herself that a second part of her interest in Gail was that she could identify with her. Mona too had big natural tits and was generally fit. She probably had a thicker waist but she could definitely turn male heads. She was 'very fuckable,' too. When she'd been dating Tim and when they were first married he was on her tits continually. In the recent past he still enjoyed them but not frequently enough nor with the passion previously exhibited. They had an adequate sex life but it certainly had cooled. In a nutshell, she felt her body was more attractive than her husband seemed to realize and wondered if Gail had the same problem at home. 

Mona was curious as to whether Gail would jump back into her primary concerns about her sex life at her second session or shy away from the focal subject as many nervous clients would. This was especially likely since few clients feel comfortable talking openly about sex. There was also a chance she'd talk about having a fling with the guy at her office and would be seeking Mona's approval. Mona would never give that advice.

As she reviewed the notes in her file Mona reflected on her client's concerns and how she would counsel her going forward. It seemed that Gail was suppressing her sensuality. She dressed like a woman 20 years older; Mona would need to probe into why this was the case. There could be deep trauma or a medical problem in her past that would need to be considered. It was more likely that the woman had become a little lazy in her dress and had allowed her self esteem to erode over time. She could also be another victim of the media's focus on the youngest, most glamorous women which caused others to wilt and withdraw as they felt inferior to the ideal. Mona placed herself in the lazy category. She'd have to be careful to not pre-suppose that this was Gail's story; she'd need to keep an open mind.

In any case, most men would react favorably to a busty, fit woman dressed in more revealing clothes than those Gail had worn for her first session. Mona would have to determine if this was her standard dress and, if so, discuss alternatives. Though not very professional, Mona couldn't help but think of her own everyday wardrobe and visualize how Tim might react to a sexier look. She tentatively planned to do some lingerie shopping on the Internet.

At their second session Gail was again dressed very conservatively. Mona continued her efforts to subtly discern her client's curves. Her initial assessment remained the same; Gail had a voluptuous body. She'd definitely appeal to many men. 

Mona started off with assurances about confidentially and that everyone's sexual preferences and experiences varied. She noted that she'd heard lots of unusual sexual stories and wouldn't be shocked by anything Gail might say. Finally she assured her client that there would be no moral judgment or religious standards applied to anything. Gail seemed flustered by the disclaimers and muttered that she didn't have any shocking tales to tell but might admit to some jealousy of those that did. Mona laughed and said while therapy can be effective there aren't any guarantees of fantasies fulfilled.

Through indirect questions Mona was able to rule out any hidden physical problems such as past surgeries and any psychological traumas such as a past sexual assault. No marital problems or financial disasters threatening the couple were revealed.

The session also confirmed that Gail's husband, Bill, was a fully functioning heterosexual male. His personality was conservative but the couple had enjoyed lustful sex in the past and presumably could do so again. In sum, there seemed to be no impediment to Gail's ability to have a great sex life.

Finally, Mona was able to discern timidity on Gail's part that might be at least partially responsible for the couple's sexual inertia. Mona sensed that Gail was sexually submissive and reluctant to initiate new sexual experiences. Conversely, if Mona instructed or 'prescribed' more aggressive behavior Gail would probably embrace it. Mona secretly found it arousing to visualize how she might plan sexual encounters that Gail would carry out and then tell her about.

Mona said, "Many couples experiment with women's lingerie. Everyone's body is different and sexual tastes vary so what one couple might deem sexy might not seem so to others. Is sexy lingerie anything you and Bill have tried?"

Gail blushed but then replied, "Well, in our first year of marriage I bought some special lingerie and Bill bought me some things for Valentine's Day for a couple of years."

"Did you both enjoy that?"

"Yes. I felt a little wicked and sexy and Bill definitely enjoyed himself."

Mona said that with that in mind she had some 'homework' for Gail. Before their next session, when alone at home, Gail was to select her two or three sexiest bras and panties and reflect on when she'd worn them last. She was then to go through the same process with her shoes and dresses. Finally, for their next session Gail was to wear what she perceived as her sexiest lingerie. To the extent practical for a workday she was also to wear her sexiest dress or skirt and top and shoes. Mona noted that Gail seemed excited by her assignment.

As Gail was leaving Mona said, "With your homework assignment, if something no longer fits or doesn't seem sexy to you any longer I'd suggest you go shopping and buy something sexy. At our next session I'm going to want to discuss your memories of your past times when you wore sexy lingerie so give that some thought."

Following Gail's appointment Mona made notes in the file. Thinking about the similarities in Gail's and her bodies and their respective sex lives made Mona horny. Perhaps her sexual dissatisfaction should be addressed first; that might give her new ideas with which to help Gail. She decided to take action. After a half hour's thought she called Tim at work and said, "Will you be home from work at the usual time this evening?" Tim said he would. 

Mona then continued, "I have a proposal. Let me outline my thoughts. Then tell me if you're enthusiastically on board or not. If not, well, they'll be other nights. When you get home you have my permission to go into my lingerie drawer. Please try not to disrupt everything. Select whatever sexy lingerie you'd like me to wear for dinner. Depending on your selection I'll pick a blatantly sexy outfit from our old 'play clothes' collection. 

"When I get home you can pick one of the dinners I prepared on Sunday, set the table, pour some wine and start a fire in the fireplace while I change. Don't start heating the meal since I think we'll want some sexual time before dinner." Tim readily agreed. Mona hesitated and then continued in a sultry voice, "Let me give you a sense of my mood. I was thinking of our honeymoon. You sucked on my nipples so much on our first two days that you made me sore. I'd like to feel sore tomorrow morning.

"That's my plan. Do I have your interest?"

"Oh yes. You've made my cock enthusiastic already. Should I ask what brought this on or just be quiet and enjoy it?

Mona replied, "It's just a reaction to a big busted horny client I saw today. I think her body is like mine and her story reminded me how much I miss the sex we used to have."

Arriving home Mona found a push up bra, thong, garter belt, stockings and a pair of 4" heels laid out on the bed. She changed into the blatantly sexual lingerie and looked in her full length mirror. She smiled at how her breasts were displayed by the bra. It was for a man's lustful eye. DD tits didn't need the enhancement of a padded bra but if Tim wanted the obscene look she was happy to oblige.

She moved to her vanity and applied some new, darker make-up. It seemed appropriate for the show girl-hooker look her bra was offering. She then went to a garment bag hanging in the back of their closet and withdrew a leather mini skirt and black satin shirt. She put these on leaving several buttons on the tailored shirt open to reveal her deep cleavage. The 4" heels completed the outfit-making her legs look long and sexy.

When Tim saw her enter the living room he stood and said, "Wow. You look great. I remember the skirt and top. It's been awhile since you wore them for me and you look even better than in my memories. Your breasts look delicious." He hugged her passionately and they kissed as his hands roamed over her body.

As they sat before the fire and kissed, Tim asked about Mona's client. "I feel like I should send her flowers to thank her for my evening with you." 

Mona smiled and said the client was just an average sexy woman whose body was underappreciated by her husband. Mona said the client's breasts were probably bigger than her own and her waist a little slimmer- but imagined their bodies were similar. "You'd love her body, I'm sure. Your crude phrase 'very fuckable' comes to mind when I visualize what she probably looks like under her baggy clothes. She wants more sex in her marriage." Tim asked what Mona could do for her and was told that it was too soon to know. She summed up by saying, "Let's put more sex in our marriage and maybe I'll be better able to counsel her."

The evening went exactly as Mona had envisioned it. They had great sex both before and after dinner. As they got ready for bed, Tim said, "I don't think your nipples are sore yet. I'm setting the alarm for a half hour earlier than usual. I'd love to play with your tits and send you off to work with sore nipples so you'll think of me all day."

In the morning they had another round of intense sex. Mona assured Tim that she felt very well fucked and didn't literally need sore nipples. They each said that they'd greatly enjoyed their evening and morning activities. They shared the desire to rekindle their sex life and agreed that for the upcoming Saturday Tim would plan something sexual. 

Over the next week Mona wondered about what Gail would be wearing the next time they met. Mona wasn't expecting to see the woman's lingerie but she would ask for a description. Did she have anything sexy in her wardrobe? Would she recount bad experiences or good ones when thinking about past times wearing special lingerie?

On Saturday morning Tim reminded Mona that he'd been given the day to plan. He said he took that to mean her role was to cooperate fully and do as he requested. With that in mind, he'd planned what he wanted her to wear for the day and later for dinner. He reminded her of a light blue demi-bra, garter belt and panty set she hadn't worn in a long time and said that set was his choice for her lingerie. Just the bra and panties would be needed for their daytime plans. He explained that he'd made reservations for a private crewed sail boat for the late morning and lunch. They'd have a three to four hour cruise on the local river with a light lunch provided. For this he wanted her to wear her choice of a snug tee style shirt and her tightest jeans. Sneakers or boat shoes were suggested for the boat.

Mona said the boat trip sounded wonderful. She promptly found the lingerie Tim had specified and put on the bra and panties. The bra was thin and didn't give her heavy breasts too much support. Two large mounds swelled above the cups. She was pleased to see the cups were smooth so that there wouldn't be lace or seams showing through her top. Erect nipples would probably show which caused her to blush; perhaps she could find a top that had a little heavier fabric. She located a form fitting top of average weight and jeans that were about a half size too small. Looking at herself in the mirror she could see the top accentuated her large breasts as it clung to her body. She was sure her nipples would make an appearance from time to time. Overall the look was much bolder than she usually liked but she took a deep breath and decided several hours of foreplay on a private sail boat would make for a great Saturday. 

Tim complimented her on how sexy she looked. He said that after the cruise they'd be returning home for some afternoon sex; her sexy appearance made him not want to wait. He decided to explain a little more of his plans saying that on their return home he would be in charge. He was going to give her a slow and sensual experience. She'd be expected to lie back and enjoy the attention he planned to pay to her body. She said that sounded very appealing. Before they got ready to leave for the marina Tim held up a short skirt from Mona's closet and said she would be replacing the jeans with the skirt, and add the garter belt, stockings and high heels for dinner. He'd made reservations at a specific restaurant they'd been meaning to try. 

The sailboat was large- probably designed to carry about 10 people. As with most sailboats, however, the cockpit was relatively small. This meant at least one crew member was never more than 10ft away. The captain was in his 60s and paid Mona little attention. The mate was probably in his twenties and had hormones to match. He spent half of his time staring at Mona's body. She found that unnerving at first but later was able to put it out of her mind. As Mona expected Tim had his eyes glued to her body all day with an occasional feel if no one was looking. She enjoyed his lust for her.

After a beautiful half day on the water they returned home. Tim brought Mona to the bedroom and stripped her totally while stripping himself down to his boxers. He gently placed her on her back in the middle of their bed. Using an old silk scarf he tied her wrists together and pulled them above her head. He didn't tie her to the bed but made it clear her hands should stay out of the way as if she were bound.

Tim moved next to the bed and told Mona to relax. As his hands gently touched her shoulders and his eyes surveyed all of her body he told her how incredibly great she looked. He then caressed her body with roving hands. His touch varied from barely making contact on her upper body to firmly fondling her hips and thighs. Mona reveled in his loving touch and was turned on by the intimacy of the moment. Gradually Tim's hands seemed to pay more and more attention to her exposed breasts. Light touches morphed into sensual fondling- still gentle but more overtly sexual. Mona's breathing deepened as Tim's hands kneaded her breasts and ran over her sensitive nipples. One of Tim's hands found its way to Mona's Venus Mound and gradually insinuated itself between her legs which she willingly spread for him. The other hand stayed focused on her breasts and paid increasing attention to her aching nipples. 

Tim took his time and derived almost as much pleasure from touching Mona as she got from being the center of his attention. He told her how much he'd enjoyed their evening of prolonged foreplay and sex earlier in the week and how great her breasts felt in his hands. Mona became more and more aroused from his worship of her body. Gradually he built her arousal toward the point of orgasm. His mouth then descended to her left nipple. It was swollen and looked taut with arousal. His hand grasped her breast firmly and guided the inviting nipple to his mouth. His lips, tongue, and teeth sent sexual surges through his wife's body as he teased and abused her nipple. His other hand became more aggressive with her pussy. The combination pushed Mona over the edge and she panted, groaned, and squirmed through a shattering climax.

As Mona's passion resolved she started to lower her hands but Tim reached out and made it clear she was still to remain as if bound to the bed. Tim removed his boxers and spread his wife's legs to accommodate his lower body. He moved between her welcoming thighs and sank his rock hard cock into her. She gasped as her hyper sensitized pussy was overwhelmed by the sensations that came with being penetrated. He thrust in and out of her in long slow strokes which rapidly brought Mona's arousal back to the brink of another orgasm. As he started to lose control and pumped into her more forcefully they both grew much more excited. When his cock finally exploded Mona soon surrendered to the throes of another climax.

Tim collapsed onto the bed next to his wife and she brought her hands down to be untied. The couple embraced each other and remained on the bed in the after- glow of their sex. Tim's fingers moved to gently caress Mona's breast and he told her how he'd enjoyed ogling her breasts all day. "Your body looked great on the boat with the bright sun reflecting off the water. The subtle bumps of your nipples really got to me. If the crew hadn't been there I would have dropped the anchor and ravished your naked body on the deck. There were several times I visualized you lying naked on the foredeck."


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Mona replied, "The boat was great. Being ravished on the boat would have made it even better but as you say we didn't have the right privacy. In any case, if we'd had sex on the deck we probably would have rolled off into the river. Soft beds are nicer. Besides, teasing you for four hours made our sex here all the better. I knew you were staring at my tits all day; it was erotic. I was embarrassed when my nipples got hard but that was also hot."

"It was for me," replied Tim.

Mona then continued, "I knew you were enjoying how my top looked. When the mate wasn't nearby there were several times that I positioned myself with my hands behind me so my tits were pushed out. I knew you'd like the view. Did you think those poses were accidental?" Tim smiled and admitted that he hadn't known she was aware of his lustful stares and certainly didn't know she'd been posing for him.

After a passionate kiss Tim said he was going to fill the tub so Mona could have a relaxing bath before getting dressed for dinner. He noted that he fully intended to enjoy her body sexually again in the evening. 

The couple had a nice dinner and drove home with Tim's hand exploring Mona's stocking covered legs. He loved how she felt and said if he ran the world women would only wear skirts. Feeling the incredibly soft skin of her thigh above her stocking he amended his ideal dress code to include stockings and prohibit pantyhose.

As they arrived at home they agreed to have some wine while sitting on the couch in the glow of their fireplace. The fire was already set and needed just a match to create a romantic setting. Tim took his time undressing Mona as they kissed and touched each other on the couch. 

By the time they moved to the bedroom she was wearing only the garter belt, stockings and heels. He was down to just his shorts. Tim brought Mona to the bed and helped her lie down. He positioned himself so that his mouth was aligned with her breasts. Over the next thirty minutes Tim devoured Mona's breasts and nipples using his hands and mouth. He again told her that he'd been turned on for hours by watching her upper body on the sailboat. Knowing that the first mate was looking at her had also been exciting. Tim said after hours of staring at her tits he literally couldn't get enough of them in his mouth. He brought her to two orgasms with his mouth on her tits and a hand playing with her pussy.

He finally decided it was time to take his own pleasure. He rolled Mona on her side to face away from him and found his way into her from behind. His one hand grasped her hip while his other still enjoyed feeling her breast. It didn't take long for him to erupt inside of her.

When the couple awoke the next morning Mona whispered to Tim that her nipples were not really sore but certainly felt some sensitivity from the previous night. She said 'almost sore' was a very pleasant way to greet the day. They both smiled at the thought and all that it brought to mind.

When Mona welcomed Gail to their third session she was immediately struck by how Gail looked. She had lustrous shoulder length hair that looked very soft and sensuous. She wore a simple navy dress with a scooped neckline. The dress fit as if custom made and hugged a body any woman would love to call her own. She was too solidly built for her body to be described as 'Barbie like' but she was definitely top heavy like the original doll with a chest at least two cup sizes bigger than average. She wouldn't be hired as a fashion model but her body was beautiful. Her bust was high and bordering on 'too big' for the rest of her body but just perfect for any tit loving man. Mona wondered if her breasts were real but figured that didn't really matter at this point. Gail's waist was slim and her hips just large enough to be sensuous. The dress hugged her thighs and ended above the knee to show a beautifully shaped long pair of legs.

Mona was almost speechless but quickly recovered and greeted Gail in a professional way. When they were both seated in Mona's office Mona said, "You look wonderful today. That dress fits you as if it was tailored for you. You look very sexy and sophisticated."

"Thank you," replied Gail. "It actually was altered for me. My breasts and waist measurements don't conform to off the rack sizing. It's something I used to wear to sales presentations and business dinners but frankly I had too many men leering at me all day so I started wearing suits about one size too large."

Mona nodded. "About how long ago did you start that?"

"Well, I had several tailored dresses like this that I used to wear at my old firm- about five years ago. Then I gained weight and wore suits to cover up. Then I lost the weight and wore some of the dresses to my new job where I found the men just too horny and pigish. To answer your question, I guess I haven't worn any of these dresses for about a year."

"And how do you dress at home? Is that closer to the tailored dress or the 'too big suit' style?

"Oh, I see what you're saying. Yes, I guess when you play down your sex appeal all day at work you also do the same thing at home."

"I don't mean to presume that you do that; I'm simply asking what you think."

"Well, just like most women, I take time getting ready for work. Even though my look isn't very fashionable or sexy I think of myself as 'getting dressed up' for work. When I come home I dress down to things that are casual and comfortable and probably even less sexy than my suits."

Mona nodded and said, "I don't want us to jump to conclusions here. There may be other factors but we can't ignore the obvious. If you dress to reduce your sex appeal at work you may well be acting the same way at home and sending that message to your husband. That certainly could impact on your sex life."

Gail smiled broadly and blushed saying, "Well, when my husband saw how I was dressed this morning he joked that it looked like I was having an affair and must be meeting my lover. I blew off his comment but he made it very clear that he wants to be 'my lover' this evening. What's funny is that he didn't even see my lingerie."

Mona said, "That all sounds good. From what you just said I guess you did your homework and are wearing some special lingerie today."

"Yes. I don't have much that's blatantly sexy but now that you've started me thinking about it I'm planning on shopping for some soon."

"Okay. Great. Tell me about your sexiest lingerie and what you remember about the last time you wore it. Are you wearing it today?"

"Well, I'm wearing the best I have. It wouldn't make the front cover of a lingerie catalog." Gesturing with her hands in a cupping fashion slightly beneath her breasts she continued, "It's a silky demi- bra and matching bikini. It's not a push-up bra; my breasts are too big for that. The demi- cup style leaves quite a bit of my breasts exposed. I feel very naked. The bra doesn't give the firm support that I get from my everyday bras so my breasts bounce when I walk. It's a constant reminder of how naked my breasts are. I'd forgotten that sensation until I walked hurriedly from my car into the office this morning. I'm embarrassed to say that I got aroused."

"That's okay. Being aroused is good. And you said your husband's already expressed more sexual interest in you; that all sounds great. Do you have pleasant memories from when you last wore the bra?"

"Oh, yes. As I dug the bra and panties out from a drawer I don't use my mind flashed back to our second anniversary which I believe was the last time-that's three years ago. After dinner at a nice restaurant we went home, opened some wine and had a very sexy evening. My husband loved undressing me and I loved the attention. Just thinking about that evening gets me aroused."

"Okay. What caused the bra and panties to get banished to the drawer you don't use?"

"I put on weight. I felt fat and not very sexy. I gained the weight over about a year or so before I resolved to get fit again which, of course took another 9 to 12 months. I'm in better shape now than I was when I last wore the bra. I guess my head just hasn't caught up with my sexier body."

"Okay. What I'm hearing is that you've found the special lingerie to be arousing and that you expect your husband will be excited when he learns you're wearing it. That's great. I'd let this evening evolve slowly. Perhaps tease him with telling him about the lingerie before he gets to see or touch. That could be a phone call this afternoon or a mention across the dinner table."

"Okay."

"I'm going to throw out some other ideas for the future but I would leave tonight simple. Just tease him with your new sexy look and hint that there's more to come if he pleases you. Mention might be made of your planned lingerie purchase. You might ask if he has any special requests as to the type of lingerie you buy. Perhaps he'd like to participate in shopping with you.

"You might use the time tonight when your husband is excited to wonder out loud with him what the two of you might like to do in a sexual context this weekend. Make it clear that tonight shouldn't be a one-time event. One idea would be to suggest going to dinner where you went for your second anniversary.

"Obviously, I don't know what your husband likes most about your body or what sexual activities the two of you enjoy. Let me just throw out some ideas for your consideration. In the context of lingerie some men want to make love with a princess and favor soft silky lingerie. Others would use cruder language to describe the sex act and like their wife to dress like a hooker. Many men might like either extreme- depending on their mood on a particular night. Even if your outside clothes are conservative, some couples find it erotic for the woman to wear sexy lingerie. It's their secret and can serve as indirect foreplay."

"Right. I thought about telling my husband about my lingerie this morning but I was embarrassed and held back."

"Some couples have lingerie and slutty clothes that are just for play in the privacy of the home. You mentioned that your breasts are too big for a push up bra. That may be true generally but in the privacy of the home some men would love an obscene display of cleavage. I don't know about your husband but it wouldn't shock me if he'd love to see your breasts spilling out of a push-up bra or corset during a private dinner at home."

Gail smiled and said, "You're on the money with that. My husband would love me to flaunt my breasts at home. It's happened from time to time but probably not frequently enough."

"Sexual practices differ widely among different couples. Some think of sex as something that's always done in the missionary position in the dark. Others enjoy many positions, oral sex, sex toys, role playing, light bondage, etc. No matter where you might be in that spectrum, I'd suggest you try something new or something you haven't done in a while. These are things the two of you should discuss."

Gail said, "I hear all that you're saying. I'm not sure how much I could actually do. I'm not that bold or experienced. I have to confess that I've never actually touched my husband's penis. I know that puts me in a league with middle school girls but that's where I am. I've obviously never done any of the other sex things you mentioned."

Mona was shocked but kept her voice steady saying, "That's okay. Perhaps you don't need to do much. If it's more comfortable for you and your husband discuss a general aspect of one of the activities I outlined and suggest that he be more aggressive in that area. Give him confidence to try something new without fear that you'll think he's a pervert. Plant an idea and assure him that you'll be very open-minded to whatever he wants.

"Actually, that brings a slightly different subject to mind. Perhaps you'd like your husband to fully take charge in the bedroom. In other words, you'd cede control to him and let him ravish you or tease you- all as decided by him. Perhaps you'd like him to tie you down in a spread-eagle form on the bed or bend you over some furniture and take you from behind. He might push you into some kinky acts you're not totally comfortable with but you'd have no responsibility or guilt because he made you do it. In other words, you submit to whatever he demands and he takes what he wants."

"Oh my," replied Gail. "I think you just hit my main arousal switch. I'd love for him to ravish me- perhaps not all of the time but...well...often. Please excuse my bluntness but what's the point of having killer tits if nobody's going to be rough with them and find them so arousing that he loses control? I think of my body as 'voluptuous' and I'm proud of it. To me a body like mine cries out to be 'fucked' rather than romanced and I can't remember the last time I experienced that kind of sex. Umm... I'm sorry if I was too explicit."

"No, not at all. My sex life isn't important in our sessions but just between you and me, I think of my body as similar to yours. I agree that we're built for sexual use by a dominant man- a man who finds you so sexy he loses control and 'has his way with you' as the saying goes. I could use more ravishing myself." 

The women laughed at their shared kinkiness. Mona then turned serious and noted to Gail that even though she wanted her husband to take charge she might need to take the first step by discussing her wishes with him and giving him permission. She said, "A loving husband might feel he ought to always be gentle and loving in bed. If you want to experience rougher sex or 'being taken' you should clarify that your husband can be dominant and lusty-explain that your body sometimes wants hard sex rather than cuddling."

As the session ended Mona told Gail to enjoy her evening with her 'lover' and to not allow it to be a one night event. She specifically urged that Gail go slowly in trying to introduce new excitement; they'd talk about such things at their next session. Wearing sexier lingerie each day as a reminder of her new sex appeal would be a good start.

When Gail was gone Mona sat back and sighed. She needed to write some file notes but didn't know where to start. She'd thought Gail was like her but now realized she had a dramatically different sexual history. Mona was ashamed and embarrassed that she'd failed to pick up on that. Mona had inexcusably assumed the woman's bra size equated with sexual experience. She'd still be thinking that if Gail hadn't expressly confessed her lack of experience. How should Mona guide a sexy but naïve married woman who wants a better sex life?

What about Gail's husband? Gail had said he liked her big tits so he wasn't homosexual or non-sexual but after five years of marriage she'd never touched his cock! How could that be? Maybe there was a religious or cultural explanation. Maybe the husband didn't want his wife to like sex? Mona's mind flashed to stories of cultures that still practiced clitoral mutilation and was aghast at the possibility that Gail's husband could have such a background. Of course, there were other more probable explanations.

Gail's case was a lot more challenging than she'd originally thought.



I'm Happily Married...But Ch. 02



At their next session Gail appeared in a suit but it was much more tailored than her 'one size too big' look of her first sessions. Mona took particular note of the blouse worn under the open jacket. It wasn't skin tight but closely followed Gail's curves. Those curves were very impressive; the woman had a very top-heavy hourglass figure. Gail noticed Mona assessing her and said, "This is my new office look-new suits and blouses that fit better. I keep the jacket buttoned when there are any men around. The other women in the office have noticed and have commented on my curves. One of them thought I had breast enhancement surgery and wouldn't believe me when I denied it. The other women set her straight saying they'd seen hints of my breast size before. They questioned why I covered my body up since they would all love to have a body like mine. I explained about the men's leering and they understood. One friend teased that sooner or later I'll forget to button up and give one of the guys a heart attack.

"In any case, when I get home I either unbutton or remove the jacket. Bill loves my new look. He's said the blouses could be tighter but he knows how I feel about the men at work so he realizes that's not going to happen"

At Mona's request Gail gave a summary of the past week as related to their past session. She reminded Mona that on the day of that visit she'd caught Bill's attention in the morning by wearing a form fitting dress she hadn't worn for years. Later, at Mona's suggestion, she'd teased her husband by phone telling him of the sexy lingerie she was wearing for the first time after about three years of plain cotton. They'd had a passionate evening that day but he'd then left on business for several days. In his absence Gail had culled most of her modest lingerie and baggiest clothing and donated it to charity. She'd bought some demi-cup bras and bikini panties. One set was especially delicate and had a matching garter belt- the first she's ever bought. She'd splurged on several pairs of high quality stockings and new 4" heels. With her husband away Gail had worn the garter and stockings with skirts and the high heels around the house for two evenings to get used to them.

Gail blushed and told of using the Internet to order her very first push-up bra for a special at home evening she planned to arrange for the next week. Realizing that she didn't have any slutty clothes to expose the cleavage the bra would display she'd bought a short Kimono style robe. It could be tied to cover up or expose her bulging breasts. These hadn't arrived yet.

Mona acknowledged that Gail had certainly been busy and asked if any of her purchases had been worn for her husband yet. Gail explained that they'd returned to their 'Second Anniversary restaurant' on Saturday night. She'd worn her garter belt lingerie set and told her husband about it during dinner. He'd gotten excited and they'd skipped dessert in their shared desire to get home quickly. At home he'd absolutely flipped at how sexy she looked when the dress came off. He'd hugged and fondled her passionately. Unfortunately, there was some grumbling and frustration when he took her to bed since her genital area couldn't be accessed without removing her garter belt, stockings and panties. Bill had found this somewhat disappointing but they'd had passionate sex when he'd gotten her clothes off. Later, Bill had told her how great it was that she was perking up their love life and promised to make his own efforts in that regard. Nothing had come of that yet but he was away on business again so there hadn't been much time.

Mona smiled and said, "It doesn't work with all styles of garter belts but many women put their panties on over the garter belt. It makes going to the bathroom easier and gives your lover much easier access. It also allows you to be very slutty and keep the garter belt and stockings on during sex; many men love that look."

"Oh my. That sounds very sexy. It never occurred to me."

Mona said, "I need to ask you more about your past sex life and about your husband. I was surprised when you said you'd never touched his penis. That's fine but as you said it's a little unusual after being married for five years. I assume you've seen his penis. Is there a religious or other cultural constraint on your love life that you haven't mentioned?"

Gail said, "I have seen his penis from a distance in the shower or when he's getting dressed. I haven't seen it up close and haven't seen it erect. As to the religion question the answer is yes and no. My husband and I both have very conservative religious backgrounds but we moved away from our communities and have tried to be more like everyone else. I hesitate to use the word 'Amish' because there are so many misconceptions but we each were raised in Amish communities. The subject of sex was taboo in our youth."

"Oh, I see," replied Mona. "That explains a lot. I think the average American man would have put your hand on his penis within the first month of dating if you hadn't done it yourself. That doesn't mean that's the right way for a guy to act but I think it's the norm in our society. Not touching him during five years of marriage is rather extreme. The Amish background explains things.

"Well, don't believe half of what you've heard about the Amish. For Bill and me it simply means we didn't have the exposure to TV, movies, books and the Internet that average kids have. We're not against sex; we're simply inexperienced. Between our busy schedules and other priorities we just haven't focused on sex."

"Okay. Well, I'm not a sex therapist and I don't think you need me to give you lessons in sexual practices. There are lots of resources for that. On the other hand, you did say your sex life in the early years of your marriage was much better than it is now. Can you describe a little of what you feel you had before but don't have now?"

Gail hesitated and said, "For one I'd say 'frequency' and two, 'passion'. We were very inexperienced but Bill used to make love to me every day; now it's maybe once a week. He was so excited to touch me and in particular to play with my breasts that he was almost out of control. Maybe it was the novelty of having my breasts available. He'd never seen or touched anyone else's breasts."

Mona said, "Oh. If your breasts were his first I can understand his being over-excited. It must have been like giving a Ferrari to a student driver."

Gail laughed and acknowledged that their first time together had been very clumsy. "We were both very nervous and somewhat in awe of the other person's body being so different," she said. "Bill ejaculated on my leg before he could enter me. I think I adjusted to being with him pretty quickly; he was like the proverbial kid in the candy store with my breasts for at least a year. He's still obsessed with them- just not as much and not as often."

"Well, I think that's a common experience for young couples. The early passion suffers as day to day responsibilities interfere." 

Mona asked about Bill's business travel and found that for most weeks he was out of town two or three nights. That certainly had an impact of Gail's 'frequency' of sex issue but it prompted Mona to ask for a more detailed description of what a typical sexual encounter might be like. She suggested that Gail tell her about the couple's last Saturday night when they'd gone to dinner.

Gail said she'd worn her garter belt that night for the first time and felt very sexy. On their arrival back home there had been a few minutes of kissing while Bill undressed her to her lingerie. He had enjoyed the look and feel of the garter belt and stockings but as she'd already recounted there was also some frustration in the undressing. As usual, most of their foreplay was Bill's breast play. There was then a fast paced single act of intercourse. Mona had not orgasmed but had enjoyed Bill's lust for her.

Mona asked Gail if Bill knew she wanted more sex. Gail said that he did and that Bill wanted them to have a better sex life as well. She said that he had encouraged Gail to see Mona in the first place.

Gail added, "We talked about improving our sex lives on the phone last week. We agreed we each have to try harder. I confessed to Bill that I'd like him to be more aggressive. As you suggested last week, I wanted to give him permission to be rough with me. I mentioned that sometimes women fantasize about being ravished by pirates and other bad boy types and that I'd had my share of daydreams like that.

Mona said, "Okay. You've come to me. Has Bill done anything to learn about sexual practices? Have either of you tried to do something new sexually and been rebuffed by your partner?"

Gail replied, "No. I guess we've both been too timid to try anything."

"Well, let's get practical. You can address your frequency issue with a little change in your habits. On the days Bill is home and you have sex let me suggest you plan on two- or possibly even three, sexual encounters rather than one. You're young; your bodies can certainly get recharged for sex a second time. It could be immediately after your first encounter or, if you prefer you could have sex before dinner and again after. Bill's penis will probably stay hard longer after his first ejaculation so you'll have a little more time to experiment with foreplay. During the second session the edge of his lust will be off and the whole experience should have a different pace. 

"There's more for you to do. I want you to buy some sex ed materials. Both of you should read them as soon as possible so that we're sure you each understand your partner's body and aren't relying on erroneous information from a school yard friend or the like. I'm sure Amazon sells educational books and videos. Beyond basic education, I'd suggest some specialized focus on 'how to' sexual techniques. A video of oral sex-one for the man and one for the woman might be a good place to start. This will build on your knowledge of the other person's genital area that you can use for touching and then build up to oral.

"Now, listen carefully. You'll need to explain what I'm about to say to Bill and then implement it. After you each complete the educational reading I want you to agree on an 'exploration day' for you and a separate session for him. On that day it's the explorer's right and responsibility to explore your partner's body and then play with his/her erogenous areas. You can be clumsy- it should be expected. Your partner can and should tell you what feels good or what's too rough or too fast or slow but shouldn't be critical or resist anything. The explorer is to have free access to the other person's body and total control of the session. After exploring you should bring your partner to orgasm without intercourse. That's the goal; the exploring person should get comfortable touching and learn how to give pleasure. Obviously, this doesn't have to be limited to one day. You can repeat the experience and probably should."

"Oh my. I guess we're going to move forward. It's exciting. I'm sure Bill will think so, too."

"I'll expect a report next week. In fact, I'll expect a report from Bill, too. I want to hear what he did. He can come with you to your session or give me a report by phone. For each of you the report doesn't need to be pornographic but it should be detailed and explicit; you needn't worry about shocking me. I'll want to know what you did physically, how your partner's body reacted, and how you felt about the experience. I'll want to know about how much time you spent with Bill's cock in your hands and from him, how long he was touching you intimately. You are not to rush. Take your time exploring and teasing the other person. If it's less than 30 minutes in a session you didn't do enough. Well, I take that back. If he ejaculates sooner it won't be your fault but that simply means you should go back later for another session. This is what you're to do this week. I don't want any excuses."

Gail smiled and said sheepishly, "You know... I'm not totally innocent. I've read some racy books and feel that I should respond to your directions with, "Yes Mistress."

Mona was taken aback by the reply. She concluded it was intended purely as humor. She hesitated, smiled and said in a stern tone, "Well...just see that you give and receive pleasure as I directed. If I'm not satisfied by your report I may have to order Bill to discipline you."

Now it was Gail's turn to be off balance. She blushed and in a soft voice simply said, "Yes Mistress."

After Gail left Mona reflected on the session and wrote some notes in her file. She couldn't help but wonder how a naïve girl like Gail found herself reading about "mistresses'. It sounded like she was kinky even though inexperienced- unusual but certainly possible. In fact, Mona had been a little like that during puberty.

Gail followed Mona's instructions in ordering several books and videos. With expedited delivery they were in hand by the time Bill returned home from his trip. Gail explained Mona's plan. She then dictated a 2 day reading period during which they'd exchange the books so they'd have the same information. On the third evening, Friday, they'd watch the 2 'how to' videos separately on their respective computers with earphones since each had a distinct male or female focus. As suggested by Mona the subject of each video was oral sex but Gail explained to Bill that they were also intended to increase the viewer's knowledge and comfort level about touching. Gail's exploration session would follow the videos and Bill would have his turn after that. There would be no sexual intercourse during their three nights of 'schooling' since they were to focus on touching. Over the ensuing weekend they'd have as many exploration sessions as possible and intercourse would be fine after they'd each had one or two introductory explorations.

They dutifully read their books over two evenings. Each was looking forward to Friday. They agreed they'd have a light dinner followed immediately by the videos so there'd be adequate time for the exploration sessions. The bed was to serve as the study site with the top sheet and bedspread removed. The lighting was to be brighter than they were used to for sex so that the explorer could actually see his lover's body. 

After watching her 'How to give a blow job' video Gail was very aroused. Watching 45 minutes of women talking about and demonstrating oral sex on hard cocks was much more intense than she'd expected. She'd never seen so many images of erect penises and certainly never seen one ejaculate. While she was nervous, she couldn't wait to examine Bill's penis. Seeing it up close in an erect state, touching it and feeling its arousal was going to be hot.

When the time came for Gail to explore Bill she told Bill to undress and lie on his back on their bed. When he'd done so, she tied a scarf around his left wrist and pulled it toward the bedpost. She tied the other end to the bed and tested her knots with a strong tug. Bill stared at her in wonder but didn't resist. His cock was erect and bobbing in the air above his waist which Gail took in at a distance as she moved to the other side of the bed. As she bound his other wrist she said, "I've been directed to explore your body slowly and thoroughly. I intend to do as directed and tell Mona all about it. I suspect you will get excited and may become impatient so I'm assuring your cooperation."

Bill asked if Mona had suggested the scarves. Gail surprised him by saying, "No. This was completely my idea. I've read some books that include sexual bondage and I thought I'd like to 'explore' you body that way. You're invited to do the same with me; in fact, I'm looking forward to being helpless while you explore me."

Gail leaned over the bed with her face about a foot away from Bill's cock. She was aroused by her first up close view of an erect cock. It was very different from the little bump she'd seen years ago when changing her brother's diaper. "Very nice," she said. "It's very exciting to know that big thing has been inside of me and will be again. It's also hot to be learning how to have a whole new relationship with it. Since you're erect and I haven't even taken my clothes off or touched you I think you're looking forward to our new relationship too."

Bill answered, "Oh yes. My penis has been hard quite often over the past two days as I fantasized about you touching me- not just today but frequently in our future."

Gail stood up straight and with Bill staring at her, slowly removed her dress. It wasn't a strip tease but she did her best to move in a slow and sensuous way. She was wearing her new demi-bra and panties without the matching garter belt. Exposing her body to her husband in lingerie made her feel sexy and seemed appropriate for her exploration session. She'd considered going topless but wasn't ready for quite that much exposure. She knew that would come with Bill's 'exploration' of her.

Gail climbed onto the bed and knelt over Bill's shins. Lowering her head she tentatively reached out and gingerly nudged Bill's cock to the left and then to the right as she studied it from a distance of about 18". She smiled and encircled it with her fingers to get a better feel. "Very hot- both physically warm and sexually hot," she said.

Gail leaned in to examine him more closely. "It's much more intricate than I'd imagined. I wasn't expecting all of the ridges and veins and the head is bigger and smoother than the rest. I thought it was just a smooth stub. The bumps and ridges give it a real personality. Do you suppose they're like a fingerprint? Nobody else's bumps and veins match yours- or should I say mine? I'm starting to think of this as 'my penis'- it's my toy. It's matched to my vagina and only my vagina- like a key and a lock."

Bill groaned softly and his cock throbbed under Gail's light touch. "Oh," said Gail. "That's interesting. It's as if your penis is listening to me and talking back. Does it like me? Well, that's stupid. Of course it's likes me. I'm touching it and it's been in my vagina. I guess I should say 'pussy' I have to get used to saying cock and pussy; those words sound much more erotic." Bill's cock twitched again.

Bill said, "My cock loves being touched by you. You're driving me crazy. Hearing you use the words cock and pussy is also very hot. I don't think I've ever heard those words come out of your mouth."

Gail smiled and said, "Well, in the near future I expect to experiment with your cock going into and out of my mouth. Somehow 'sucking on a penis' doesn't sound right. I've read some erotic fiction and no one is ever called a 'penis sucker."

Bill grunted an "Oh," and his cock twitched more than it had. "Will my cock be in your mouth today?"

"We'll see. I have a lot of cock studying to do first and I suspect you may erupt long before getting into my mouth. We have the whole weekend ahead of us."

Gail moved her body to Bill's feet and leaned in to get a different view. Her fingers encircled Bill's cock and gently slid up and down several times. He squirmed under her touch. "It's fascinating," she said. "I know it doesn't have a brain of its own but it's alive and reacts to me as if it does. I guess it's like having a pet; it's my new pet. I get to cuddle and caress it and it presses against me to show how good my fingers feel."

"Yes, but it doesn't like too much cuddling. It likes to be rubbed and squeezed more firmly after a limited amount of cuddling."

"Okay. I understand but for now I'm just exploring and you have to be patient. I'm currently getting my first look at your testicles...er, balls. I expected them to be more distinct. I can see there are two but they're really enclosed in their pouch and almost look like one ball."




I'm Happily Married...But Ch. 02



"They look different when I'm not aroused. My ball sack is usually very loose but as I get more aroused things tighten up down there."

"Oh, I didn't know that. I guess that's a little like my vagina. I read that the lips become all swollen when I'm aroused. I didn't know that before." Gail moved her fingers down to cup Bill's ball sack and he gasped with new arousal. "Oh, I guess you like that. I'm learning lots of new things."

Bill replied in a hoarse voice, "Yes. Your fingers feel fantastic there. Actually, your fingers feel great all over. Thanks for taking the initiative on all of this. I'm looking forward to exploring your body too. I'm afraid most of my past attention hasn't gotten past your breasts."

"You're going to make that up to me this weekend."

Gail squeezed Bill's balls more firmly and dragged her fingernails carefully over his engorged sack and then half way up his shaft before doubling back to repeat the movement. Bill gasped and raised his hips off the bed in arousal. Gail pulled her hand off and told him to calm himself. He protested that she was teasing him too much. She bought her hand back to his cock dismissing his complaint by saying, "Think of the past five years when you would have loved to have my fingers doing this. I could do it for hours today and still owe you some attention."

Bill gasped and said that might be true but concentrating all of the touching in a very prolonged session was very different; he thought his cock would burst. He reminded her that bringing him to orgasm would surely be educational and she had the whole weekend to touch him again. Gail smiled and said, "Now you know why I had to bind your wrists. I'm not trying to torture you but I'm really not ready to give you an orgasm either. I'm learning from each touch and I need to learn more. Much more. In the long run you'll be the beneficiary of my studying and practice touching."

"Yes, but if my cock bursts it won't matter."

"Your cock isn't going to burst. We both know that." With that Gail moved her fingertips to the crown of Bill's cock and traced around the head bringing the pad of her forefinger to the base of the corona saying, "From what I read this is your most sensitive spot." After touching him for a few more seconds she continued, "Hearing the hitch in your breath and seeing your hips lift off the bed I guess that's right. If I tease this area will it bring you to an orgasm?"

Bill grunted and said, "Yes but it would feel better if you grabbed me and squeezed and rubbed- all much rougher than you've been doing. You're teasing me to death."

"Okay. The book didn't say that." She squeezed Bill's cock with one hand while cupping his balls with the other. She tried to stroke him firmly but her skin stuck to him. Lowering her mouth to within an inch of his cockhead Gail deposited some saliva onto his cock and a few seconds later delivered more. Bill's hips strained upward seeking contact with her lips but Gail's mouth was already gone. Her fingers spread the saliva over the first few inches of his cock and then wrapped around his wet shaft. She squeezed and stroked him firmly as if she had done it a hundred times before.

Bill gasped and almost screamed as he could feel the semen surging up through his cock. He wanted to warn Gail but couldn't form the words fast enough as his cock spurted hot cum over her fingers and onto his stomach. Gail gasped with surprise but soon took pride in what she'd just done. She squeezed him tightly as smaller amounts of cum dribbled out onto her fingers. She moved her fingers and noted that the substance was sticky. Gradually, she uncurled her fingers from around his shaft and leaned down to see what the ejaculate looked like. 

Remembering some pornography and her study materials Gail said, "Watch. For my next milestone I'm going to taste what you've just spewed onto me. I may not like it but I'm determined to grow into my future role as your official 'cock sucker'. With that she extended her tongue and cleaned off the two messiest fingers. She grimaced a little at the taste but swallowed while Bill watched. She proudly showed him her empty mouth. For added effect, Gail then cleaned off her other fingers with her tongue and lowered her mouth to Bill's stomach to do the same. She swallowed everything and then gave his cockhead a brief bath with her tongue. When she was done she raised her head and gave Bill a broad smile.

"Wow," said Bill. "I don't know who you are in my wife's sexy body but you can stay. That was incredible. Thank you."

"There's no need to thank me. After a few minutes rest it'll be your turn to explore me. I'm already very aroused. I don't mean to put pressure on you but I'm expecting your exploration to bring me as much pleasure as I gave you. I'm going to untie you and get us each a bottle of water. I'll leave the scarves tied to the bedposts. Relax for a little while."

Bill stayed naked as he recovered. He enjoyed his water as Gail washed her hands in their bathroom calling out to him that she didn't realize semen was sticky; her tongue bath hadn't been enough. On her return he put down his water and guided her toward the bed. He unhooked her bra and removed it noting that if she was to be bound they had to plan ahead. He gestured for her to lie on her back as he had done and stared at the liquid movement of her breasts as she reclined. Realizing that he had scarves to tie he broke off his stare and gently brought Gail's left wrist to the scarf where he carefully tied her securely but not too tight. Within half a minute he had her second wrist bound as well. Leaving her panties in place for the moment Bill admired the exposed body before him for 10 to 20 seconds. It was the first time he'd been able to take his time in surveying her whole body in good light and without her hands modestly covering her breasts or pubic area or both. Lying on her back caused her breasts to flatten and spread-he had to visualize their spectacular shape and size but was quite capable of that. The rest of her body was perfect. She could be any man's fantasy lover.

Bill sat on the edge of the bed, reached out with both hands and firmly grasped Gail's breasts. Gail enjoyed his strong feel but said, "I think you've explored those pretty well over the past five years."

"They're too great to pass up. I'll never get enough of them. Besides, I need to explore your nipples more thoroughly. I always enjoy touching and sucking on them but haven't truly studied them." Bill moved to kneel over Gail's thighs so he could bend forward with his face at her breasts. Holding her left breast he cupped the soft flesh and squeezed gently to reshaping it into a distinct mound with the nipple standing proudly on top.

Bill brought his face in close and studied the areola and nipple saying, "I'm obsessed with your nipples almost as much as I am with your breasts. They're so big and sensitive. When I touch them with my teeth or tongue I feel I'm communicating my lust directly to your pussy and your mind." He tongued the nipple twice causing Gail to gasp. He then said, "Sometimes they feel bigger than at other times. I haven't figured that out but I'm always fascinated with how they look and feel. Today seems to be a 'big' day. I love that." Bill brought his mouth down to cover the whole areola and brushed his lips over and around the nipple. Gail's breathing changed reflecting her increased arousal. Bill adjusted his arms so that his elbows and forearms rested on the bed to support his weight. He positioned them so that each hand could fondle a breast. He then held each breast up as he'd been doing with the first and moved his mouth to the right nipple. Gail pushed her breast up to his mouth as she sought more stimulation.

Bill raised his head a few inches to stare at both fully erect nubs. "They look like they're happy to see me," he teased. "I'm certainly happy to play with them; excuse me, I guess I should say 'explore'. We both know your breasts are spectacular. Sometimes I think I take your nipples for granted. In the sex ed books and on the video I noticed there were lots of women with nice breasts but they often had insignificant nipples. I'm very lucky that my busty wife has such big suckable buds."

Bill enveloped Gail's right nipple and assaulted it with his tongue and teeth. He sucked on it and raked it with his teeth. His teeth then grasped it while his tongue lashed at it with quick firm strokes. Gail gasped and her whole upper body tensed at the new sensations.

Bill withdrew slightly and moved his mouth to her left breast where he repeated the aggressive mouthing. Gail's arousal increased again and she squirmed under him. He then pulled back and buried his face in the valley he was creating by holding her breasts up. After a few seconds he kissed the inner slope of each breast and then lifted his head as his hands fondled her roughly. He watched as the soft flesh changed shape under his fingers. "Absolutely fantastic," he said.

Raising his upper body and releasing Gail's breasts Bill walked on his knees and elbows further down on the bed. He trailed his hands down her hourglass shaped torso and told her how great she felt. His hands grasped Gail's hips and he felt up her hips and ass. He said her hips felt incredibly sensuous- they exuded a powerful sexuality he hadn't been aware of before. They felt strong and sexual- designed for having sex with a man and feeling like they could overwhelm the man with their sexual force. His hands worked their way under Gail's ass and he cupped and fondled her ass cheeks lustfully. He moved to a more upright kneeling position and studied Gail's panty covered hips and Venus Mound while his hands still held her possessively. Bill commented on how great the panties looked and felt and apologized for not having said much about them before.

He brought the fingers of his right hand to Gail's Mound and caressed the area- extending his fingers between her legs which prompted a sexual moan from her. He could feel her lifting her hips to push against his hand. It wasn't a big movement but he found the sexual response to be very suggestive and hot. His hand instinctively pressed a little more firmly and slid further down between her legs.

Noticing some pubic hair extending out beyond the edges of the panties Bill toyed with it. He mentioned that the women in the "How to" video had all shaved their pubic area- either partially or completely. Gail responded that she didn't think she was ready to be so exposed.

Bill surprised her by saying, "You told me I should be more assertive. For now I'll let you keep some pubic hair but we'll be trimming it significantly and shaving some off. That's going to be a part of my 'exploration' tomorrow."

Gail could feel her pussy clench. Bill had never made a sexual demand of her before and she'd never thought of shaving near her pussy. She tried to respond in a light tone to cover her arousal, "Okay. I did notice that my new panties don't quite cover the hairy area."

"That's obvious but it's not the point. First, it's not 'the hairy area'; it's your pussy and it's all covered by a thick mass of hair. We're going to trim all of the hair so that your pussy is more accessible to me. I'm going to shave all of the hair from the outer areas to give you a much smaller and more defined Venus Mound and genital area."

Gail's arousal spiked at his description. "Oh. Okay, if that's what you want, I'll do that."

"We'll do that. You'll do the trimming. I'll help if needed or if you don't trim enough I'll take over. I'll do the shaving since you may not be able to see between your legs too well and because I want to do it. I'm looking forward to exposing you and getting better access to your intimate area. I'll refresh the shaving every week or so. In the future I might shave everything off; we'll see."

Gail was almost breathless but whispered, "That all sounds really lewd and it's made me very aroused."

"I can see that. Let's get those panties off so I can explore your aroused pussy." Bill got his fingers under the waistband of the panties and slid the panties down to Gail's knees. He moved from between her legs and completed the removal. Lying on his side his hand returned to Gail's Venus Mound where he ran his fingers through her hair and cupped the triangular area above her pussy. "I'm thinking the hair here should be only about a half to three quarters of an inch. With shaving I'll reduce the area with hair by perhaps 25%." Using his fingertip Bill traced lines through the hair suggesting the smaller triangle that would remain. Gail couldn't follow the lines but the concept was clear and very erotic. Bill pushed Gail's thighs apart and ran his hand over her pussy lightly saying, "The lips of your pussy and a small strip along each lip will have short hair and everything else will be shaved. I'm looking forward to doing the shaving and enjoying the finished look and feel."

Bill's hand caressed the area and applied more pressure. His fingers gently insinuated themselves into the hair covering her pussy and found her moist lips to Gail's great pleasure. She moaned at the first flesh to flesh contact and pressed upward into his hand. Encouraged and excited by the slickness Bill ran his fingers down over her lips and back. He'd touched there in the past to guide his penis but never spent any real time playing with her. Her wet pussy felt great. He thought of the many times these lips had hugged his cock- sometimes they'd been dry. On other occasions they'd felt wet and slippery but tonight they seemed wetter than ever before. He penetrated her pussy with his middle finger and rubbed the palm of his hand over her pubic bone. The sensations of fucking her with his hand were hugely arousing to him and she was obviously enjoying his hand and fingers as well. Gail pushed back and panted with excitement.

Bill used his left hand on Gail's hip to pull her onto her side while he lay down next to her with his face close to her now bulging breasts. One breast was buried against the sheets but her left breast hung sideways on her chest at a near perfect height for his mouth. He switched to use his right hand at the front of her pussy as he adjusted his position to improve the alignment of their bodies. With his left hand he cupped her breast and weighed it- marveling at how sexy it looked when gravity allowed it to take its natural shape. He then leaned into her and his mouth enveloped a hard nipple. The firmness of the nipple felt great against his lips and, at least in his mind, it seemed even bigger than it had been minutes earlier. He sucked on her forcefully and used his teeth and tongue more roughly than he had in the past. He was in the mood to be rough with her for his own pleasure and he had the feeling she probably wanted that too. For five years her sexuality had been wasted. He'd been a fool to baby her and assume she didn't want raw sex. The past years couldn't be recaptured but in the future there might be a hickie on her tit from time to time. In fact, his cock throbbed at the thought of leaving a love bite on her breast or ass tomorrow.

His fingers moved in and about his wife's pussy as his mouth devoured her nipple. Her left hand was able to grab Gail's ass. After fondling her ass for a bit he moved his hand further around her hip and toyed with her pussy from behind. He was able to penetrate her and use his finger to fuck her as his other hand pressed against her clit and Venus Mound. Gail loved every aspect of his hands and mouth. He was giving her the lustful handling she desperately needed. As she basked in his attention her mind kept thinking about his words; he was going to shave very near her pussy and possibly keep her pussy totally nude in the future. Their sex life was definitely changing for the better. In just a few minutes Gail was approaching her climax. Soon she was squirming against him and shuddering as her body was overcome by her orgasm. Bill softened and slowed his movements but didn't remove his mouth or hands. Her body spasmed several times.

Gail panted a request to Bill that he stop. She said she couldn't take any more. With her hands bound she couldn't push him away and didn't know what to do. She pleaded a second time, "Stop. I'm too sensitive." She tried to squirm away but his hand grasped her ass and wouldn't allow that. He withdrew him mouth from her nipple and said, "Relax. I'm not moving my fingers- I'll just let them stay still. Get used to them being in your pussy. They're going to be frequent visitors."

After giving her a brief rest Bill rolled Gail onto her back again and raised his upper body onto his right elbow and forearm. His left hand fondled her breast and then slowly moved down her body. He hesitated to feel her pubic hair again. After a few seconds he reached down between his wife's knees pushing them apart and said, "I know you decreed there'd be no intercourse today but I need another release. You've made my balls full again. I think we should save your mouth for tomorrow and I should fuck your sweet pussy right now. Enjoying you sexually and thinking about how I might enjoy you tomorrow has made my cock very hard. It needs to pound into you."

With that preamble Bill spread Gail's thighs, climbed between them and forcefully drove his cock into her very wet pussy. She screamed at the lustful penetration and pushed back against him as he thrust in and out with powerful strokes. For the first time Gail felt like virgin in a romance novel being taken by the lusty pirate. It was the kind of sex she often had in her fantasies. She was further excited by the image of the ridges and bumps on Bill's cock rubbing on the slick walls of her pussy.

Bill shifted the weight of his upper body to rest on one arm and brought his free hand down Gail's body to her hip. He pushed his hand under her ass and grabbed her ass cheek- effectively using his grasp to lift her ass and to further control their coupling. His pace of thrusting increased but remained controlled as if he were running a long distance race rather than a sprint. Each stroke was long and deep. He continued in this manner- occasionally moving his hand to raise her ass higher or to lower it again.

He'd never fucked her so long and hard. After a time he could feel the tickling in his cock that presaged an orgasm but for the first time the feeling lingered and wasn't soon relieved by an eruption. The feeling made him thrust harder and deeper.

Gail felt like a rag doll. She'd already been teased for what seemed like hours and had experienced a huge orgasm. Bill had never fucked her for so long. With her hands tied and his hand in firm possession of her ass she was truly helpless. His excitement, and his thrusts, were hugely exciting to her. She could feel herself building toward another orgasm. Her mind focused on his hand grabbing her ass. She wondered if her ass would feel bruised in the morning. It would be awesome to have a souvenir of his lust. This brought Gail to orgasm but it was almost unimportant since she was still pinned in place and being fucked hard.

Finally, Gail sensed Bill must be getting very near climax. He obviously felt it too. He drove into her even deeper and held himself buried to the hilt as his cock soon throbbed and exploded. Gail enjoyed feeling every muscle in his body from his thighs to his shoulders tense and then relax. His hand released her ass and returned to help support his exhausted body. He had an odd smile on his face as he panted and his body twitched with two or three sets of muscle spasms.

Bill gradually gathered enough strength to roll off of her and collapse onto the bed. Each of them remained silent with private thoughts. Gail wondered how to phrase her first session report to Mona. Bill wondered how much hair he could shave off without Gail freaking out. 



I'm Happily Married...But Ch. 03



Gail awoke Saturday morning feeling very contented as thoughts of the prior evening ran through her mind. Bill was already up and not in the bedroom or bath. She decided to take a shower and was soon under the spray. Her soapy hands went to her DD breasts as Gail reflected on Bill's lust for them. He was just as obsessed with her breasts and nipples as ever. His words and behavior during the prior evening had left no doubt about that. 

Her hands moved to her ass. As she touched herself she pressed and grabbed her left ass cheek feeling for soreness. Bill had grabbed and held a handful of her ass very hard as he'd pounded into her. It had been a little painful but very erotic. He'd never handled her so roughly and she'd loved being fucked so hard. Not feeling any bruises she was almost disappointed and smiled at how far her mind had come. She was still barely knowledgeable about sex and yet she longed for a morning after souvenir of her husband's lust. To be saddened by the absence of a bruise was at best odd and perhaps even perverted. Did she want her sex to that rough?

Of course, had there been a bruise it wouldn't have been her fault; she'd been helpless and at the mercy of her lust-filled husband. He'd had a right to be rough; she'd not been much of a sex partner during their five years of marriage. Things would be different. She reflected on having given her first hand job and smiled at her ability to give Bill pleasure. Putting her mouth on his cock would be the next step. Now that she'd touched him and tasted his semen having his cock in her mouth didn't seen too daunting. In fact, she was looking forward to trying it. With continued experimentation she'd learn how to keep him sated. 

Gail remembered Bill's talk of trimming her pubic hair and her hands instinctively moved to that area. Her fingers trailed through the hair on her Venus Mound. She tried to visualize shorter hair and a smaller triangle of hair defined by shaving the areas near her natural hair line. Bill hadn't given her a choice; he'd simply told her how he intended to trim and shave her. That was hot. 

Gail got a little more shower gel and her right hand returned to fondle her breasts- first sliding over the left and then moving to the right. It felt especially good to caress them with the slippery gel. Her breasts were very large- almost obscene- on her trim body. She'd had countless men staring at them over the years no matter how conservatively she dressed. While embarrassing to have strangers ogling her it was also an ego boost. Her breasts were unquestionably the best part of her body but the rest was also well shaped and very fit. She was proud of her body and intended to capitalize more on its beauty in her love life.

In essence, that had been her therapist's advice. Wear tighter clothes and sexier lingerie. Get educated on sex and explore your partner's body. That had been Mona's directive and Gail had complied. So far she was more than pleased with the results.

Her palms slid over her large nipples. She shivered slightly as the contact aroused her. Bringing her fingertips to her erect nubs she recalled Bill's praise of them during his exploration the prior night. He'd said her nipples were bigger and bolder than those of the women in his video. When erect they stood a half inch tall; even at rest they were probably a quarter inch. She loved to touch them but had always assumed they were average. She hadn't known her nipples were bigger than most and was thrilled that Bill thought they were special. Perhaps he'd touch and suck on them more often. They were always sensitive and welcomed attention. In fact, they were like 'on' switches to the nerves in her pussy. If Bill didn't know that she'd have to wake him up.

In the privacy of their home she'd have to tease Bill more with tighter tops and thinner bras. Letting his mouth water as her breasts bounced in front of him covered only by a thin tee could become a frequent evening activity. She'd never worn anything thin enough to show nipple bumps but she'd read that men loved that look. She'd have to shop for a sheer bra and tight tee for Bill's at home pleasure. A little teasing should help get his lust motor going so he'd perhaps grab her, throw her onto the bed and ravish his horny wife. That's how she wanted their evenings to go.

After her shower Gail dressed in one of her new nude color demi-bras with matching panties. The bra left the upper third of her large breasts exposed and was made of a satiny fabric. The panties were of the same fabric cut in a bikini style. Gail thought the high cut legs of the panties made her legs look longer and sexier. The lingerie wasn't risqué but it was far sexier than she'd ever worn for a Saturday morning. Gail smiled at the thought that she was showing more breast than most women had to show if they were topless. Even though her bra wasn't cut too low her flesh seemed to be sitting on a shelf- nicely displayed for her man's pleasure. Bill walked into the bedroom just as she had finished putting on the lingerie. Gail hesitated but then in keeping with what she thought of as 'the new woman' she'd become, pulled her shoulders back and pushed her chest out. "This is one of my new lingerie sets. I thought it was time to dress like a big girl and not a middle schooler. What do you think?"

"I think you look great. With those breasts I don't think anybody would confuse you with an adolescent. I'm sure we can buy you even sexier bras but what you're wearing makes your breasts very inviting." Bill stepped closer, lowered his face to the exposed breast flesh and nuzzled against it. He pressed his face between her breasts and then kissed the mound of each breast. On withdrawing his face a little he said, "I think I'm seeing more of your breasts than I've ever seen in the daylight. As always, they're spectacular. I'd love to take the bra off and see the rest but I know that's not in keeping with today's exploration schedule."

"No, it's not. I have to go to the cleaners and grocery store this morning. My exploration of you follows those demands of real life. Shall we say 11 o'clock?"

"Okay. I need to cut the lawn. Then I have to go to the drugstore to buy an electric hair trimmer and some feminine shaving cream for my exploration session. I'll meet you right here at 11."

Gail blushed. "I guess you were serious last night about my pubic hair. I have shaving cream for my legs. We don't need any more."

"I was looking on the Internet this morning. It's probably just marketing hype but there's special feminine shave cream for the pubic area and some cream to apply afterwards to minimize irritation. I wanted to buy those. Besides, you don't have an electric hair trimmer and I thought that would be a good thing to have for today and for the future to keep your hair trimmed- unless you'd rather have it all shaved. That's my first choice. I was trying to be considerate to not push you on that right away."

"You've apparently given quite a bit of thought to my pubic hair; obviously, more than I have. I thought my hair was okay in its natural state but I'll admit it has gotten a bit bushy. You've convinced me that a trim would be good. I've never thought about being nude down there. Let me get used to having less hair; then we'll see."

"That's what I had in mind; we'll take it slowly. But we need to have an understanding. You said you wanted me to take more control of our sex life. I view your pubic hair as part of that so whether you have hair and how much are not subject to a vote. I'll decide and you'll cooperate. That includes waxing or electronic hair removal. We'll do limited shaving for now and perhaps shave all or most off in the future. I'll decide. In any case for the longer term I intend on looking into more permanent solutions and I'll expect you to follow my direction."

"Oh. So after decades of women getting more rights and greater equality my rights are getting smaller."

"I'm not taking away your right to think for yourself and be equal in everything-except in our sex life. When it comes to sex we'll each learn much more about sex and we'll have a better sex life. Once we have some knowledge and experience in the bedroom you'll do as you're told. Obviously, I want to hear your opinions and what feels good or bad in bed but if I choose to have your pussy waxed your role is to go to the salon and come home smooth and hairless. If I want you to dress a particular way or perform a certain sex act you'll submit to my wishes. You said you wanted me to be more of a dominant lover. If so, our life in the bedroom is not a democracy and you'll do as I decide. Yes or No? Is that what you want?"

In a meek voice Gail replied, "Yes. I'm embarrassed to say it but yes. What you just said made my vagina-er... my pussy, twitch." Bill smiled. He'd never talked to Gail that way before and was relieved at her positive reaction. His cock had hardened at roughly the same time her pussy had moistened. It appeared they were in sync as to their new sex life.

Gail said, "I never thought of myself as a submissive person until my recent therapy session with Mona. She seemed to understand that our religious background had deprived us of sexual knowledge so the first step needed was education. She gave me specific instructions on how we both could learn and I guess I exhibited my willingness to take direction. She understood that I craved you to be my more dominant lover but had never told you. She pushed me to correct that."

"I'm still a little confused about our reporting back to her in detail about our sex."

"I think that's very simple. It was her way to convey that I had to do as she said or there'd be consequences. Between you and me, I also think she's turned on by being involved vicariously with our sex life. She identifies with me because we both have big natural breasts and fantasize about being taken by our dominant lover. If I give her a graphic description of the great sex I had it'll be like she had the same sex."

Bill said, "Isn't that a little sick for a therapist?"

"Perhaps, but I think it's also hot. I'm looking forward to turning her on with my 'report'. I'm going to make it rather pornographic."

The couple went their separate ways to do their Saturday morning errands. The fact that they had a sexual encounter planned for the late morning put a sexual edge on the morning with each of them constantly checking the time and looking forward to what lay ahead at home.

At 11 o'clock Bill and Gail were both in the bedroom for her second exploration session. Gail told him she again wanted to restrain his arms so she could take her time with exploring and teasing. She didn't want him interrupting. He teased that he'd guessed her plan- gesturing to the scarves that were still dangling from the bedposts. At her direction Bill stripped and assumed his position on the bed. She tied his wrists as she'd done the night before.

Gail removed her blouse and skirt as she stood next to the bed. After hesitating for a moment to be sure she had Bill's attention Gail reached for her bra's clasp and slowly exposed her big breasts to his hungry eyes. Bill stared at her and scanned up and down her body. He said, "Wow. You have no idea how sexy you look. Wearing just panties makes your breasts look even bigger. I think it's because the panties emphasize how slim your waist is but the reason doesn't matter. If my arms weren't tied I'd be attacking your chest right now."

Beaming at his compliments Gail pulled her shoulders back a bit and struck a pose that boldly displayed her breasts and body for her husband. He was in awe of how her breasts seemed to defy gravity. They were huge and had just the right pendulous look while sitting proudly on her chest. Each areola was the size of a casino chip and topped by a half inch high nipple that begged to be sucked. The shape of her breasts seemed perfect. As she moved they swayed and changed shape just enough to proclaim that they would feel soft and natural. A plastic surgeon could try to duplicate their size and shape but he'd never be able to make a set feel like these natural beauties. Bill's erect cock twitched as he thought of devouring Gail's tits with his hands and mouth.

Gail noticed his cock's erect state and remembered it was her turn to explore- not his. She loving seeing him erect and knowing that she was the cause but it was time to get him harder and do some experimenting. She moved closer and bent over thinking she'd do a little visual tour of her new toy- his cock. As she did she felt her unfettered breasts sway and knew Bill was staring at them. She shook her shoulders creating extra shimmy and bounce at her chest saying, "Based on what you said earlier about seeing more of my breasts exposed by the bra I guess you've never seen me topless in daylight. Enjoy."

Teasing Bill with the sight of her breasts gave Gail a new idea. She climbed onto the bed and knelt over Bill's legs. Leaning forward she put her arms out to support her upper body. She locked eyes with Bill. Moving by touch she lowered her chest and let her breasts settle around Bill's cock. She rocked forward and back just a bit to confirm his cock's placement between her breasts and then extended her forward and reverse movement to several inches in each direction. She could feel the soft skin of his cock rub against her equally soft breasts. It felt nice for her and his cock undoubtedly thought it was in heaven.

Bill gasped as he felt his cock being enveloped. He wanted to look down to watch but sensed Gail wanted him to keep eye contact. As she moved and keep staring at him he thought she'd never been so sexy. Her sexual initiative hinted at the sensuous mind his conservative wife had never revealed. His hips rose slightly to increase the wonderful feeling in his cock.

"No. Lie still," she said. "I just thought my breasts should say hello to my new sex toy. That's all for now," she said as she lifted her breasts and moved her body further down on the bed. Tim groaned at the loss of contact.

Gail lifted a knee and insinuated it between Bill's legs indicating he should move his left leg to the side. She repeated the movement with her other knee- pushing his legs further apart. She lowered her head to get a new view of Bill's fully exposed cock and balls from between his legs.

Gail brought her hand up under Bill's scrotum and caressed him gently. She raked her nails over his balls ever so lightly causing his groin to clench with arousal. Her hand then moved up his cock with her fingertips spread out and feeling their way as if they were five blind men searching something new and mysterious. Her movements were accompanied by Bill's gasps of pleasure as she explored. Gail said, "I feel more comfortable touching you today. I was very nervous last night. Men are always talking about protecting their balls. I thought men were very fragile. Now that I know I can be rougher I'm not afraid of hurting you."

She brought her face in close and trailed her forefinger over a prominent vein saying, "I'm still fascinated by the pattern of veins and the various ridges. It's also neat that the skin is so soft while the underlying shaft is hard. It's gotten harder in the last few minutes. I think it liked my breast hug."

"Breast hug? Well, it was a great hug," said Bill. "Are you aware that there's a sexual practice called 'tit fucking'?"

"Oh my. No, I've never heard of that."

"Picture your 'breast hug' made tighter by your hands pressing your breasts together. Add some sliding movement by me and in a little while I'd ejaculate onto your upper chest. That's tit fucking."

"But I needed my arms to hold myself up."

"Yes, but if you were sitting up and I was standing your hands would be free. I've never done it. I'm not sure about the alignment. You could sit on a low stool, on the bed or a higher chair- whatever height works. We'll have to experiment."

"So, breast sex is something you'd like to do? I didn't know the practice existed but with my endowment and your obsession I can see that you'd love it. It sounds rather messy but I'll indulge you."

"There's no such thing as 'breast sex'. Repeat after me, 'tit fucking'- now you say it."

Gail blushed but in a small voice said, "Tit fucking."

"That's better."

Gail said, "It seems rather one sided. It's 'sex for one'- like masturbation. Am I supposed to get pleasure from it?"

"You can't focus just on that act. It would be part of a broader sexual encounter. For example, I might tit fuck you right after giving you a crashing orgasm in some other way. Lots of sex acts are one sided if taken out of context. And you might get pleasure from giving pleasure. That's a big part of our past sex life that was deficient. Lots of what we each need to learn is teasing and pleasuring the other person." 

"You're right. Foreplay and pleasuring the other person have been missing; we each need to work on that. So, will you be tit fucking me today?"

"Probably not. I'll be too busy exploring your pussy with my razor and then with my fingers and mouth."

"Oh. You just made my pussy clench again."

Gail's fingers slid over Bill's upper thighs and up under his balls. She was turned on by the manly strength of his legs and intrigued by how that male power was used in the biological act of sex to thrust into the female- her. She knew that her hips were also designed for sex; thinking about the biology was all very erotic but it was time for some hands on learning.

Her fingers clasped Bill's cock and held it vertically. It looked proud and strong. She could visualize it fucking her tits, or better yet, plowing into her pussy. She moved up and brought her mouth to within a few inches of his cockhead. Gathering extra saliva in her mouth Gail lowered her mouth over Bill's corona for the first time. He froze at the new sensations- wanting desperately to move but being afraid he'd frighten off the timid woman exploring him. He wanted her to be comfortable and anxious to return time after time.

Gail's tongue moved around his cockhead to spread her saliva and to feel the smooth flesh with the tip of her tongue. She could imagine how thrilling this must be for the male. It was exciting to her- he was incredibly firm yet soft like a baby. She sensed that he'd stopped breathing. She concluded her mouth gave him so much sexual pleasure he was overwhelmed. She wondered if he'd ejaculate soon; she didn't know how long oral sex was supposed to last. The prospect of his erupting any second excited her but also made her nervous.

Bill said, "You can move your mouth onto the shaft of my cock. It would feel good." Gail realized that she'd stilled completely and he wanted more movement. She relaxed her mouth and moved her open mouth down one side of his cock teasing with her tongue as she'd seen on the 'How to' video. Bill's hips levitated an inch off the bed and there seemed to be a hitch in his breathing. She took this as a compliment- proud that she was doing it right. She relaxed a little and moved her mouth more freely. She adjusted the arm she was using for support so the fingers of that hand could toy with his balls. Her free hand guided the coupling of her mouth with his shaft.

Remembering other parts of the video Gail worked her mouth back to the head of his cock and enveloped it. She wanted to experiment with sucking on it. She sucked and wasn't impressed with his reaction. After a couple of further tries she concluded he liked her tongue more than suction. She remembered the video urging variations in technique and so tried different mouth and tongue movements up and down his shaft and back to the head. Based on his ragged breathing and the tense muscles she could feel in his legs and hips she felt she was doing very well for her first time. She continued and could sense he was getting more and more excited.




I'm Happily Married...But Ch. 03



Gail lifted her head and said, "Until just a few days ago I never imagined doing this. Even though it's my first time you seem to be enjoying what I'm doing. Right?"

Bill quickly composed his thoughts and didn't yell or raise his voice. He calmly but urgently said, "You're doing great but this isn't the time for talk. Once you get me to this level of arousal please don't stop."

"Sorry. I didn't think." Gail returned her mouth to his cock and heard a subtle sigh of pleasure. The video hadn't mentioned the urgency Bill seemed to have. She guessed that might reflect its being the first time she done this for him. Remembering their prior evening she thought he might like rougher treatment so she clasped his cock and balls more firmly and was more aggressive with her tongue. She could feel the tremor in his balls that seemed to be in direct response to her actions. In a few seconds she could feel his ass clench and his hips rise. Instinctively she knew he was about to spew his semen in her mouth. She steeled herself- not knowing how strongly it would shoot nor how much volume to expect.

Bill's cock erupted and Gail held her ground. The velocity, volume, temperature and rhythm of his multiple spurts were all new to her but none of it was shocking. The prior evening's ejaculation in her hand had prepped her well. It tasted as it had on her fingers- not great but tolerable. She kept his cock in her mouth despite the involuntary movement of his hips and then dutifully swallowed his deposit. Feeling very sophisticated, Gail waited for his last dribble and tongued clean the head of his cock. She then opened her mouth, pulled back an inch or two and kissed the head saying, "Your wife is now officially a 'cock sucker'. I'd say you can have me do that anytime but I don't want you to ignore my vagina. I'm afraid you might love having your cock between my breasts and in my mouth so much you'll never go below my waist."

"I don't think you need to worry. If you'll untie me and give me ten minutes to get ready I'll explore the area you're worried about, remove some of its camouflage and see if I can find new ways to please it."

Gail smiled and moved off of the bed. She didn't untie him and said, "Relax. I'm not quite done. Just lie back while I get us some water for when I'm done."

She disappeared and he heard her make her way to and from the kitchen. She placed two small bottles of water on the night stand and was pleased to see Bill's cock had calmed and shrunk to its flaccid state. She sat on the bed near his knees and said, "I'm not going to give you another orgasm but I want to put my mouth on you and feel you grow in my mouth." She bent over and enveloped his soft cock. He was startled but wasn't about to complain. Her swirling tongue and a hand cradling his balls soon had his cock starting to stir. Gail murmured her approval as she felt him begin to swell. It was a slow but steady process. Within 15 seconds he was firm and too big to be contained by her mouth. She stayed planted on his cockhead but more of his shaft seemed to grow from between her lips.

Gail was fascinated by his subtle growth in length and firmness. She wondered how often she might be called on to resurrect his soft cock in the future. It made her feel powerful to bring his flaccid cock to sex-ready hardness. He wasn't yet super hard but she was confident she could easily bring him the rest of the way with continued effort. For now, it was time to stop since her curiosity had been satisfied.

Gail released his cock and said, "I'm stopping now. I assume you're not so horny that you need me to bring you to orgasm. In fact, save yourself and you can take me when you're done exploring. The delay will make it better."

She untied Bill's wrists leaving the scarves on the bed with the hope that Bill would bind her again. She'd found being helpless while he touched her the prior night to add to the excitement and secretly thought that she might enjoy bondage as a frequent component in their sex life.

Bill said, "You've surprised me again. I guess you're not afraid of my cock anymore. Let me have some water and give me five minutes to get ready."

"I just wanted to feel you getting hard in my mouth. I can't explain why. I was curious. It made me feel powerful to make you hard so easily."

In a few minutes Bill had placed a waterproof pad on the bed and placed his hair trimmer and shaving materials within reach. He called Gail over, positioned her on the bed with her ass centered on the pad and tied her wrists. He spread her legs and moved in to sit next to her left hip with the cordless electric trimmer in his hand. He assured Gail that there was a guide covering the cutting edge so that she didn't have to worry about being cut or scratched. The guide would also leave what he guessed should be about a half inch of hair. He suggested that she could watch if she wanted but it might make more sense to wait for the finished look. Gail agreed that she'd wait. She closed her eyes and attempted to relax.

Bill turned on the clipper and attacked her Venus Mound. Since the hair was curly and growing in various directions the task proved more tedious than he'd expected. Several combings and multiple passes with the clipper from different angles eventually produced the dramatically shorter look he had in mind. He then repeated a similar effort between her legs which presented the additional challenge of the nooks and valleys between her pussy and each leg. In due course all of the long hair was gone and lying in small wispy clumps on the pad.

Bill announced it was time for her shave and warned that as a first step he'd be wetting her hair. After using a facecloth saturated with warm water to prepare her he lathered up the Venus Mound area and between her legs. He began shaving the edges of her Venus Mound and could feel Gail's body tense. With assurances that he shaved his face every day and would be very careful she seemed to calm. She explained she was also nervous about being hairless and he confirmed that he wasn't going to shave too much. The shaving effort took repeated passes over the same areas as the longish hair clogged his double bladed razor. Finally he was satisfied; he'd produced a well defined triangle of hair covering about half the size of her prior growth. 

Between her legs he performed a bikini shave leaving only her lips plus a half inch boundary area on each side with longer hair. When he was finished he rinsed off the remnants of shaving cream and patted her dry. After removing the pad and shaving materials he applied the feminine shaving salve to her skin. He took his time using prolonged touching and gentle rubbing along both sides of her pussy. Gail enjoyed the fingertip massage so close to her pussy and strained to lift her head to see how she looked. Between her tied hands and her large chest she wasn't able to see anything.

Bill said, "Needless to say, I love your new look. I can finally see your most intimate area. In the past it's been somewhat of a mystery. I'd fumble in the hair with my fingers to blindly find your opening and insert my cock. Now I'll be able to engage in more foreplay and be better able to pleasure you.

Gail replied, "I want to see," and pointed to the mirror on her vanity.

Bill quickly retrieved her portable mirror. After several failed tries he was able to hold the mirror about a foot above Gail's hips and angle it so she could see. She was a little shocked at how pronounced her pussy lips now appeared. In the past it had been easy to ignore her vaginal area since visually it was always just hair. Now, the contrast between the narrow patch of hair and the adjacent denuded skin seemed to cry out, "Here's my pussy." Gail recited this to Bill. His response was to offer to shave off the remaining hair. She declined and said that maybe the mirror was exaggerating the contrast. Bill agreed and noted that she also didn't normally lie about with her legs spread for inspection.

Putting the mirror to the side Bill reached out to enjoy the exposed feeling of Gail's Mound and pussy area. His fingers trailed along the shaved edges of her new hair lines- first where her triangular Venus Mound was pointing toward her pussy and then along the hair covered pussy lip area. He then explored the areas that he'd left with a manicured covering of hair. He told her how his fingers could feel so much more skin and could follow the natural contours of her body. He found the touch to be much more intimate than before. Gail's breathing seemed to echo that sentiment as she was obviously enjoying his hand. He moved his body up on the bed so that his mouth could taste a nipple while his hand continued his exploration. Within a minute his hand was encountering increased moistness of her lips- well lubricated from her arousal. She groaned and squirmed under his touch and he pressed between her pussy lips more deeply. He said, "It's as great as I expected. Your pussy can't hide from me like it did before. You're not totally exposed but its close enough. Anytime I want to touch you intimately I can without having to search through a bunch of hair just to find you."

"I'm glad you like it; I feel very exposed which is very hot when you're here with me. I love how your fingers feel. I'm not sure how the 'exposed' feeling will be at work and while doing other everyday things. I guess I'll have to get used to the new me."

"I'm sure you'll find it comfortable and perhaps sexy. I know I'll be thinking about your pussy more than I did before."

Bill's fingers delved deeper to Gail's great pleasure. She knew her pussy was very wet. She enjoyed his fingers sliding on her lips and imagined that her pussy had 'opened' with arousal as the books had described. Before her reading she hadn't known that her pussy did that; it was hot to think about how her body was designed for sex and made adjustments to get ready for penetration. She was disappointed when she sensed her husband's fingers withdraw followed by his body moving away. 

Bill stood and moved to pick something up- a flat rectangular throw pillow. With her cooperation he gently worked the pillow under her ass. It was an odd position for her; her hips were much higher than usual. He moved Gail's legs further apart and she realized how the pillow had caused her pussy to be elevated and exposed. Bill moved between her legs. Gail's legs bent at the knees so her feet could rest on the bed. She felt uneasy at being so blatantly exposed but also excited at the prospect of what she expected would soon happen. She'd bought him the oral sex 'how to' video and assumed that's where he was headed. In fact, she admitted to herself she'd be very disappointed if he didn't put his mouth on her.

One of Bill's hands cradled the side of her ass as he supported himself on his forearm. Some of the fingers on his other hand returned to touch her vaginal lips. Gail then felt a new sensation. It was a teasing, subtle touch that was running up and down her right pussy lip and then moved to her left. She wasn't sure if she liked the sensation but she loved the image that her husband had his mouth on her vagina for her pleasure. She could discern first his lips and then the moist softness of his tongue. Having his tongue on her pussy was intimate- more intimate than anything she'd ever experienced.

Bill found his first taste of her to be hugely exciting. There was a scent and taste that was unique. It was pleasant; not too sour or sweet. Knowing the source made it sexy. Her lips were slippery with arousal. She'd obviously enjoyed the prolonged foreplay of giving her first blow job and then toying with his limp cock. She'd also known that he'd be experimenting with oral sex on her so if a woman was ever prepared for her first oral sex Gail certainly was. He hoped he wouldn't disappoint her.

His fingers spread her lips apart and he explored her lips from bottom to top with his lips and tongue. He paid attention to her reaction- searching for clues as to what she liked and what wasn't good. After a while he concluded he was over-thinking. He'd just do what he thought would feel good. He became more aggressive with his tongue and inserted a finger into her pussy. Gail's body tensed and her arousal increased noticeably. While continuing with his tongue he increased the movements of his finger to her obvious approval. 

Gradually Gail realized that she'd become much more aroused and that his tongue felt very good as it toyed with her. Indeed she started to ache with a desire for an orgasm. His tongue was nice but it was a tease that was approaching the level of frustration. She ground her pussy against his mouth. If her hands were free she'd be pinching a nipple and grabbing his head in an effort to push faster toward climax. His fingers felt great but the overall experience was still a little frustrating since it seemed like an endless tease.

Gail's arousal re-doubled when she felt a more intense feeling in her pussy. She quickly deduced that his tongue had moved to her clitoris. She hadn't realized that he'd been deliberately avoiding that sensitive area. It was obvious now; her clitoris was on fire. Her hips were coming off the bed in a vain effort to force more contact. He was definitely trying his best to please her. She wondered if oral sex would involve prolonged teasing like this every time or would they each develop new skills to bring her off faster. Then again, being teased was great if it eventually paid off. She started to worry that the teasing wouldn't be enough for her to orgasm. Perhaps she should ask for him to suck on her nipples or to release her hands so she could abuse them. His mouth on her was all new and very frustrating. 

Then she felt it. A powerful orgasm was rushing through her. It was truly overwhelming. Her body shook and she clamped her mouth shut to muffle an involuntary scream. As the climatic wave passed over her the strength in every one of her muscles seemed to evaporate. She's never felt so spent. Every few seconds her body had a spasm but otherwise it seemed deflated and incapable of any movement. Her mind went almost blank but she retained the thought that oral sex was great. She'd never had such a massive orgasm.

Gail became aware of Bill's kissing her inner thighs. She wasn't sure if it felt good or not but it was a loving gesture. She then sensed he was moving on the bed- rising between her spread legs and looming over her elevated pussy. With her ass on the pillow she knew she was obscenely exposed. Part of her mind recognized she should be embarrassed but her body was powerless to close her legs or otherwise cover up. Her sensitized pussy felt a nudge and then she knew; Bill was going to fuck her again-in fact, he was already inside her. Her pussy was so open and wet he'd slipped in before her mind had even grasped what he was doing. One part of her wanted to push him away while another was excited at the thought of being taken while so vulnerable and exposed. She was being sexually penetrated and her sated body couldn't stop her mate from taking whatever he wanted. It was the feeling she'd been fantasizing about off and on since adolescence.

Bill's strokes were long and deep. He seemed to adopt a deliberate rhythm as if he knew it would take him a long time to build up to his orgasm. Gail was only mildly aware of his fucking her since she was still recovering from her huge climax. After about a minute she was able to focus better but her contribution to the sex act was roughly that of an inflatable doll. She was lying there passively and being fucked by a horny man. Even in her naïve first year of marriage she'd responded with better passion. She felt guilty and willed herself to get more into the moment. As she gathered her wits she began to respond to Bill a little by pressing her hips up toward Bill as he thrust forward. After a little while longer she squeezed her Kegel muscles. She'd read those muscles could be trained to grasp one's lover more tightly. She resolved to learn about that training over the next few weeks and do what she could to give her another sexual tool she could use to pleasure Bill.

Gradually her modest efforts and Bill's lust seemed to be bringing him toward orgasm. Despite her fatigue she grew more aroused from experiencing his excitement. She started to imagine how his cock was plowing into her wet pussy. She knew she must be super wet and loose. That was lewd and exciting but probably frustrating for him. His cock undoubtedly craved more constrictive pressure. The Kegel exercises should help for future times like this. Her untrained muscles were weak. She felt guilty about her inability to please Bill as well as she might. She continued to do her best to squeeze her pussy. As she squeezed she could feel his cock more so she was confident he could feel her efforts too.

Gail became aware of her breasts swaying violently as Bill fucked her. The big mounds of soft flesh seemed alive as their mass rolled like a wave forward and back. That didn't seem sexy to Gail but she could see Bill staring intently at the constantly changing shapes. It seemed to incite him to drill her even more forcefully. He was going to climax soon.

Gail was fascinated by his behavior. Even with his cock buried in her wet pussy her tits remained his obsession and were going to bring him off. He kept staring at them and pounded into her with ever increasing lusty power. Soon it happened. Mesmerized by her undulating breasts his cock exploded and expelled every drop of semen he had left.

After several seconds of repose, Bill climbed from between her legs and flopped down onto the bed. The couple lay next to each other quietly for several minutes. When he could talk Bill said he felt totally drained. He teased that Gail's mouth might be needed to bring his flaccid cock back to life later in the day. She assured him she'd be available if needed but was confident his cock would recover by the evening. They agreed they each needed a shower and a relaxed afternoon.

During the afternoon Bill brought up the subject of Gail's next therapy session. He asked if Gail thought he actually needed to give Mona a report on their sexual activity and, if so, should it be in person or by phone.

Gail said, "I promised we'd each give her a report- you have to give one. If you can take off from work I'd think you'd want to do it in person. I told you her body is like mine. She's got very large breasts. She's a little heavier than I am but our bodies are pretty similar. She dresses professionally but also knows how to show off her assets. You'll love staring at her chest. Don't you want to turn the woman on by your tale of your sexual exploits?

Bill replied, "Well...I guess so but I'll be embarrassed."

"Let me put it a different way. You won't be turning on just one horny big breasted woman. I'll be listening too. Make me horny with your story and we'll come home for some special afternoon sex. After spending the 50 minutes with two busty women maybe you'd like to demonstrate 'tit fucking' for me? I'm always eager to learn new things."

"Okay. That's an invitation I can't refuse."

That evening the couple enjoyed another back to back exploration session. Gail gave her second blow job and Bill went down on her again. He didn't need her mouth to get hard but it took every bit of her mouth and her hands to bring him close to orgasm. It was obvious that gentle play wasn't going to bring him to climax so she squeezed him firmly with a hand while mouthing his cockhead. After a while she added more saliva and stroked him roughly while teasing his corona with her tongue. Even this seemed to bring him to the edge but not over it. Gail was worried she might be hurting him but he assured her in gasped words and phrases that she was doing fine and should definitely not stop. She kept applying more pressure to her stroking fingers and finally he climaxed with deep shudders and strained breathing. Had he been older she would have worried his heart would give out but they both survived. 




I'm Happily Married...But Ch. 03



Gail reached orgasm from his going down on her more quickly than she'd expected. He'd either improved his technique from the first time or she'd gotten more comfortable with the new experience. After her orgasm they collapsed on the bed and rested. They were each truly exhausted and went to sleep much earlier than usual.

Sunday morning brought new energy. After showering Gail suggested an early tryst in bed without the artificial structure of taking turns. Bill agreed wholeheartedly. For the first time they each got fully naked and hugged and fondled each other passionately as bright sunshine illuminated their naked bodies. The absence of scarves gave them the freedom to each move about using hands and mouths wherever he or she wished. Bill grasped her hips and ass so forcefully Gail felt she was being crushed. 

With his arms around her and a hand fondling her ass his face was aligned with her chest. Not surprisingly Bill's attention focused on his wife's breasts. For several days he'd been concentrating on Gail's pussy. It was apparently now the time to revisit her big breasts and suck on her delicious nipples. His hand and mouth assaulted her soft flesh. Gail accepted his lust and enjoyed basking in his worship of her best body parts. His mouth on her nipples excited her physically and she visualized his fucking her with great passion. While he manhandled her breasts she occupied herself by gently reaching a hand down to toy with his cock and balls. 

After some prolonged foreplay Bill rolled onto his back and told Gail to climb on top of him. The request took her by surprise and she was confused. Bill repeated himself and reminded her that she was to do as she was told. He explained that he wanted them to have sex with her on top; more specifically, with her kneeling on top of him. She tried to comply but didn't understand exactly what he wanted. After some gesturing and hand guidance by Bill, Gail was kneeling over his groin, impaled on his large cock. She realized that this position would require her to do most of the moving since his ability to move his hips was limited. She was intrigued by her new role and slowly ground on his cock. She used her legs to slowly lift and lower her pussy on his cock. It was a very different feeling as she slowly filled and emptied herself with his hard cock. She increased the speed of her movements and gained more self confidence.

Her breasts were hanging naturally in full view of Bill's eyes and within his reach. He was clearly enjoying the sight of them and their subtle movement as Gail rode him. His hands came up to fondle her. That gave Gail an impulsive thought and she pushed his hands away saying, "Put your hands down and keep them down. I have something else in mind." 

Gail brought her hands to the underside of her breasts and lifted them. She moved her hands as if weighing them and cooed an approving sound. She adjusted her hands and cupped her breasts seductively while watching Bill's face. She moved her hands to fondle her breasts and then lifted them toward him in an offering gesture saying, "I've never handled these for you to see. I know how obsessed you are. I'll bet you fantasize about me just this way- offering my big soft breasts to you. This is how I touch them when I shower- except then I have lots of slippery shower gel on my fingers. I love to run my slippery hands over them. With the shower gel my hands glide over the skin and when I squeeze I can feel my breasts change shape as they ooze under my fingers."

Bill groaned as he watched and listened. Her hands on her tits and her monologue were everyman's dream come true.

"My nipples are always hard when I touch myself in the shower. As my palms pass over them I get a thrill in my pussy. You can imagine how my erect nipples- lubed with shower gel -- get gently teased by my palms. Can you see how hard my nipples are right now? They can sense you staring at them. They like the attention."

Gail moved her hands so that her thumbs and forefingers were at her nipples and toyed with them as Bill looked on. She said, "Ooh. They're very big and hard. I pinch them like this in the shower, too. Of course, with the gel my fingers slip off and I have to pinch again- only a little harder. They're very hard right now for you. That's the way you like them, right?"

Bill's hands came up to her tits and crowded out her hands as he roughly grabbed each breast and fondled it. "My wife's body has been possessed by a sexy demon who knows a lot more about sex than my wife did. What you just did with your hands was incredibly sexy. I'd love to see your hands on you like that every day. I guess I'll hang around outside the shower every morning."

Gail was proud that she'd instinctively known how to please her husband. Somehow she'd just known that fondling her breasts and talking dirty would be exactly what he'd like. She'd never acted that way before but guessed a female's mind and body was programmed at birth with the skills to seduce the male. It was a very different feeling to be in control. Her breast play had set the mood. She was in control of the pace and depth of their sexual union. She experimented with her hip's movements and with going faster or slower. Being on top was sexy but tiring. She decided to try something new and lifted her hips a few inches. She held her hips there and leaned forward resting part of her weight on her arms. Her breasts hung teasingly close to Bill's face. In the most wanton voice she could muster she said, "Fuck me."

Bill's hips rose and fell thrusting into her before the words had been spoken to invite him. His hands grasped her hips to hold her in place as his hips might otherwise have toppled her. Bill's eyes were riveted to her swinging breasts as he developed a sequence of thrust and withdrawal which was echoed in her breasts. He said, "If the demon in you demands my soul I'll give it up readily for her to stay. Tell me the sexy demon will stay. My cock loves what the sexy demon has done to my naïve wife."

"I love it too. Fuck the sexy demon. Reward her with your big cock. She'll stay if she's well fucked."

Bill did exactly that. The power of his thrusts increased and he tightened his hold on her hips. Gail's tits whipped forward and back in front of him and he could feel his cock nearing the point of no return. "I'm going to cum," he cried. "The sexy demon has drained me again." Saying that, he held his hips up -pushing and holding his cock buried to the hilt as he spurted into her. Gail didn't climax but was thrilled by the experience they'd shared. Bill had made her take control and she'd pleasured him well.

Gail couldn't wait to report her successes to Mona at their next session.



I'm Happily Married...But Ch. 04



Bill had mixed feelings about attending Gail's therapy session to give a report on their sexual experimentation. It would be embarrassing to tell the therapist, Mona, about his sex life. On the other hand, while he hadn't met Mona she'd been largely responsible for his and his wife's new sexual knowledge and the huge pleasure they'd recently shared. He at least owed her a 'thank you'.

Gail wanted him to come. She'd reminded him that Mona was attractive and had a very large bust. Gail teased that he could give a sexy report and think of it as foreplay for the sex they'd have after the session. She'd said, "Tell a dirty version of what we did. If you can turn Mona on it'll turn me on too and I'll reward you at home."

Gail had finally won him over by saying that if he'd come to the session he could tit fuck her as soon as they got home. Bill couldn't resist that offer. He marveled at his wife's transition from timid and naïve to the woman who seemed to be satisfying his fantasies one by one.

He wasn't disappointed at his first impressions of Mona. She was definitely well built. While dressed in a suit the size of her chest was still evident. Bill could also see she was wearing a silky tee style blouse; he could imagine how that might look if the jacket was gone. She greeted them warmly and they all sat in a comfortable arrangement of chairs. To Bill's delight Mona unbuttoned her jacket as she sat which gave him a teasing view of the form fitting blouse as it hugged her impressive tits. He tried to be discreet but couldn't help taking repeated glances. After some brief pleasantries Mona asked Bill to tell her about their sexual progress. 

Bill said, "First, I have to thank you. Gail and I had a wonderful weekend and look forward to a much better sex life. 

"Second, I have to confess one of the reasons I came today was Gail's telling me that you had a big bust on a trim body- similar to hers. That may be rude of me to say and sexist but it's true. Gail was telling the truth about your body and I'm telling the truth about wanting to see it. Your body is quite similar to Gail's- very nice. Again, I don't mean to be rude but can't help but say your husband is a very lucky man."

Mona said, "Well candor is good. Thank you for what I took as a compliment. I'm not as fit as Gail but we certainly share a more than ample breast size. As a result we can identify with each other as to the good and bad of having huge breasts. We're both proud of our bodies but being viewed as a sex object by every man we meet can be tiresome. Obviously, it's nice to have a husband that finds our breasts exciting but carrying large breasts on a small frame can be tiring and result in periodic back aches. There's also a struggle to stay fit and not let our body type morph into a dowdy look." In a stage whisper to Gail, Mona said, "I've put on 3 or 4 pounds over the past two years and I swear half of that went to my breasts. My husband loves that I've gone up a cup size. Men are so easy to please."

Bill smiled at hearing Mona's intimate talk. He wouldn't mind Gail being a cup size bigger but realized he was being greedy; he was already in heaven with her DDs. He continued, "Gail did everything you told her to do. We learned and we explored each other just as you directed. Rather than give you a blow by blow recital, let me tell you where we are at this moment. I think it will give you a good picture of our accomplishments."

Bill hesitated until Mona nodded and then said, "As you know Gail was very naïve and inexperienced. I too was inexperienced but through printed and video porn I wouldn't describe myself as naïve. I wanted to have a better sex life with Gail but I was afraid to push things. I was afraid I'd scare her off. In the dating pool she was way out of my league. I didn't want to take any chance that I'd gross her out and lose her to some other lecherous guy so I pretended to not be a lecherous guy myself. I also didn't want to embarrass myself by being clumsy or trying something new and doing it wrong. That continued even after we were married. My business travel and other everyday things didn't help our sex life either."

"I see," said Mona.

"So, now back to today. Let me apologize in advance. I'll try to use socially acceptable language but it's difficult to talk about sex without some 'off color' slang. In fact, that's one of the things Gail is working on. As she put it you never hear the words 'penis sucker'; the only way to describe the act is 'cock sucking'. She's trying to get used to using new words and phrases that you wouldn't hear in church. 

"In any case, my formerly innocent and naïve wife has come a long way. She enticed me to come here today by describing your busty body and suggesting that I should give you a pornographic report. She suggested that I'd enjoy turning you on- which I would but that's not what got me to come. She said she'd also get turned on and that we'd go directly home for sex. More specifically, she offered that at home if I'd first give her a nice orgasm through oral sex I could 'tit fuck' her-do you know that term?" Bill hesitated, forcing Mona to answer.

Mona blushed but said, "Yes I know the term. Most women with large breasts know the term."

"Until this weekend Gail had never heard the term nor known that the sexual practice existed. Mentioning how the subject arose is another good illustration of Gail's progress. It came up when she knelt over me and with no prompting from me lowered her breasts around my hard cock and slid back and forth for a few seconds in what she called 'a breast hug.' I loved her initiative and, of course, the sensation of her breasts on me was fantastic. I told her she had stumbled onto or near the act called tit fucking. I explained that I'd never tit fucked but had certainly fantasized about doing it with her beautiful breasts. We agreed we'd experiment soon. So that's how Gail enticed me today and I certainly expect to enjoy her breasts as soon as we get home."

Mona was a little flushed but kept her composure and said, "I see. You're right." Turning to Gail, Mona said, "Well done. I'm proud of your initiative. That was certainly a good way to capitalize on your natural 'assets'."

Bill then continued, "Sunday morning was another time when Gail out did herself. She really used her big 'assets' well." Turning to Mona Bill asked, "You're familiar with the sexual position known as 'cowgirl?" Again, Bill stopped talking and waited for Mona to respond.

Mona was embarrassed but said, "Yes. I know what you mean."

Bill then said, "On Sunday morning I told Gail to get on top of me. It was a new position for us and Gail was a little slow to figure out what I wanted. Once she was impaled on my shaft she adapted very quickly. She slowly moved up and down and gradually got more comfortable with being in control. As you know, in that position the person on top is the one that has to move for the genitalia to couple and decouple; in cruder terms, it was the first time Gail fucked me as opposed to my fucking her. It was actually much more than just the sex act. Picture my sexy wife sitting on me with her big breasts just two feet away from my face. I loved seeing her there. 

"What really got to me was-without any prompting from me- Gail started fondling her breasts while I watched. She then started talking lewdly about her breasts as she ran her hands all over her chest. In very explicit words and gestures Gail told me how she touches her breasts in the shower, how her nipples feel against her palms and how sexually excited she gets. She did an excellent job of exciting me with her hands and lots of talk of slippery shower gel and erect nipples.

"I can only assume your husband must be a big fan of your breasts. I'm sure you can imagine what a turn-on it was to have my bodacious wife act that way while riding me like a cowgirl. You don't need to comment but I assume you've been in that position and know how it shows off your 'assets'. As I said, Gail has come a long way."

"Oh my, " said Mona. "That certainly doesn't sound like the timid woman I met with for several sessions." Turning to Gail, Mona again said, "Well done." She then said, "Is your best friend a porn star? How did you learn to act that way so quickly?"

Gail blushed and said, "I'm sure your life experience with your breasts has been similar to mine. When you have big breasts men leer and drool all of the time. You know they're picturing you naked and obsessing about your breasts. A busty woman has to deal with that every day. As a result you instinctively know you can use your breasts to seduce just about any man anytime. What I did on Sunday came naturally. I...um...well, I enjoy touching my breasts in the shower. I sometimes fantasize that they're not my hands. In any case, I just knew Bill would go crazy with a little dirty talk and a demo of how I touch myself. He did. He got so excited-I thought he was going to buck me into the ceiling."

"Oh my. Well, it certainly sounds like you've discovered how your sex life can be improved and are proceeding well."

Bill then interjected, "There's one more thing I should add. In your last session Gail apparently realized that she wanted me to be more dominant in the bedroom. She told me that last week. That's great with me. I mention it because I've just told you of two instances in which Gail took a lot of initiative. That might be misleading. Overall, we have an understanding that in the bedroom I'll be in charge and Gail will do as she's told. Gail, tell Mona about your pubic hair."

Gail blushed but described how Bill had decreed that her pubic hair was to be trimmed and partially shaved and had then done the trimming and shaving. Gail added that Bill had said he might decide to shave everything off in the future. Similarly, he'd told Gail she might have her hair removed permanently or through waxing- whichever he decided. Gail finished by sheepishly saying that she had accepted Bill's directives about her hair and would willingly accept other decisions he might make. Mona could see that Gail was sexually aroused by speaking of Bill's dominance.

Mona said, "I'm glad you've discussed your preferences. It's important for each person to understand the other's inclinations about who should be in charge."

Bill then said, "I have to be away on business until Friday. With our respective roles in mind I thought I'd take this opportunity to tell Gail what we're going to do on Thursday night when I'm in Toledo." Both women looked at him questioningly.

Bill turned to Gail and continued, "At 9PM on Thursday we're going to have phone sex; I assume you understand that's a version of mutual masturbation using your voice to excite your partner. There's some prep work for you to take care of before then. I want you to buy a Blue Tooth wireless headset- ear buds and a microphone for your cell phone. Between now and Thursday make sure it's charged and that you know how to use it. At 9PM on Thursday I'll call. You should be wearing the headset and have the phone turned on and in range. At 8:59 you should be naked in the shower with the water adjusted so that your head stays dry. When we're on the phone I'll expect you to do what you described on Sunday. I want us both to orgasm from your touching yourself. Since I won't be able to see you, you'll need to give me good verbal descriptions. Obviously, I may give you specific directions over the phone or tell you how excited I am from what you're doing. If Thursday evening goes well I'll look into Skype or another video cam connection that we can try during another business trip."

Bill said he'd finished with what he wanted to say and told Gail to give her report. Gail flushed but then gathered herself, turned toward Mona, and said, "I did everything you said. Since I had a couple of days alone before Bill would be home I pretended that my 'Mistress' had ordered me to do the things you said and imagined punishments if I failed. I ordered the books and videos and we reviewed them when Bill got home. I teased us both by declaring we wouldn't have intercourse until we'd gone through several exploration sessions in which we'd practice touching and oral sex. Actually, that didn't go exactly as planned since Bill got too excited and plowed into me after each session but that was fine with me. Actually it was incredible.

"On Friday I touched Bill's cock and gave my first hand job. Bill explored me with his fingers and brought me to orgasm. On Saturday morning Bill trimmed and shaved my pubic hair. I still have some hair but it's short and to me it feels as if I'm naked. I gave my first blow job and experienced cunnilingus. Bill elevated my hips on a pillow for that. Afterwards I was in a daze from my orgasm and Bill fucked me very hard. It was great to feel like a rag doll and be taken so passionately. On Saturday evening we again took turns exploring. We practiced our touching and oral skills.

"On Sunday morning we didn't take turns; we just had sex with lots of touching and fondling. It was great. That included the cowgirl episode that Bill described. Sunday evening was less dramatic but we again practiced our touching and oral sex techniques.

"Monday was for rest. Today will include our first tit fucking. Oh, I guess I should mention that on Monday morning and again today Bill has been sure to linger near our glass enclosed shower and made it clear that he wanted to watch me soap up my breasts and make sure they were very thoroughly washed. So, each day my shower has been several minutes longer than it used to be and I've given him a little sex show."

Mona said, "Wow. You two certainly seem to have transformed your sex life. You've come a long way in a very short time."

Bill said, "Gail's report left out one aspect of our explorations that warrants mention since it spoke volumes to me about where her head is. Gail had scarves laid out and for our very first session tied my wrists to the bed posts. She made it clear she wanted to be bound for her sessions which we did. It took me a little while but I better understand Gail's desire to be ravished. Bondage can be an element of that. So, and Gail is just now hearing this- I've ordered a set of leather cuffs, a blindfold and some leather bondage straps. The cuffs are size small; they're just for her- not me.

"After they arrive my busty bride is going to learn the real meaning of helpless." Bill hesitated turned to Gail and said, "I want to hear it from you. Should I return these items when they arrive or do you want to be bound? Say it so Mona hears you and understands that this is your choice. I don't want to make you do anything that you don't want to do. In other words, this isn't just role playing for fun; it's more than that."

"I want to be bound."

"No. That's not a good enough acceptance. Explain yourself."

"I want to be helpless. Hearing that you ordered bondage cuffs and straps made my pussy clench. Thank you for making it clear they're just for me; that clarifies that it's more than just play. It excites me to think about being blindfolded and bound. I want you to tease me and ravish me when I'm helpless. Not all of the time though; I enjoyed Sunday when we were able to roll around on the bed together with no bindings."

"Much better. I agree it wouldn't be all of the time. However, I should note that I ordered the best, softest leather I could find. I'm pretty sure the cuffs are going to get a lot of use."

Mona said, "Well, with that exchange you've both surprised me again. You're the fastest moving couple I've ever met. Our time is just about up. Let me say to Bill that I'm very glad you came today. I appreciate the effort you made to use polite language and to the extent that you used 'off color' words I agreed they were appropriate. 

Just as you struggled with the words today, in my sessions with Gail and today it's been a struggle for me to be professional and to not become too familiar with my client. You each did an excellent job of giving me the report I requested. I got a very good picture of your weekend. 

"In what I'm about to say I know I'm being too familiar but I do have a special bond with Gail. As Gail expected, I think you turned us both on. I have more appointments this afternoon and I'm ashamed to admit my mind is going to wander to thinking about your cock rubbing between Gail's breasts. You'll probably also enjoy hearing that I'll be calling my husband later to be sure he'll be home on time. Thanks to what the two of you have told me he's going to get very lucky tonight."

On their drive home Bill said that he'd liked Mona. After describing her as not as dry or clinical as he'd expected Bill said, "So, do you suppose she's going to get 'tit fucked' tonight?"

Gail said, "I don't know. Reading between the lines I guess it wouldn't be the first time. She is certainly equipped for it. By the way, did you pick up on her unbuttoning her jacket for you?

"Obviously I was aware of her unbuttoning the jacket but why do you say it was for me?"

"Because she's never opened her jacket in my prior sessions and because she gave me a wide eyed look as she did it- a little gesture that said, 'watch this'. She knew how to get your attention. Maybe she was trying to put you at ease. Perhaps she was already horny and wanted to show off her bust. I'm not actually sure why she did it but it was a deliberate act for your benefit. I found it odd but also arousing since I knew you'd be staring at her breasts for the whole session."

"Well, her chest is impressive. Your body is better. She could spend some more time in the gym and perhaps lose a little more than the few pounds she said she put on in her chest."

"Yes, perhaps, but her breasts are bigger than mine. I'm not used to being smaller than the other woman in the room."

"Well, in this case, bigger isn't better. Your body is much more fit and has great curves in perfect proportion. Obviously her breasts are very attractive to a guy like me but your body is much sexier."

Arriving at home Gail told Bill she knew what he wanted but if he'd be a little patient she'd make it better. "Pour us some wine while I go put on something more comfortable as they say in the movies." Bill agreed.

Gail went into the bedroom, stripped and pulled out her newly purchased push up bra. She'd tried it on when it had arrived but Bill didn't know about it. When she'd tried it on her first impulse had been to return it as too small; there seemed to be so much flesh mounded up it had to be too small. Looking in the mirror however had persuaded Gail that it fit as designed. It was supposed to push her breasts up and together thus displaying an obscene amount of her breasts and creating deep cleavage. She had to laugh at her first naïve reaction; she'd been thinking of it as a typical bra while its design was intended to be more of a display rack. The bra had padding under and to the lower sides. Technically it didn't make her any bigger. It just pushed her soft flesh into position for a sexy cleavage look- one that she was sure Bill would love. She'd never worn a bra with padding before; it felt a little like putting on a costume for a play.

Dressing in the bra for the first time as a surprise for Bill was exciting. Gail adjusted her big breasts and checked herself out in the mirror. From movies she'd seen and books she'd read she guessed she looked like a Vegas show girl or more accurately, an exotic dancer in a strip club. Bill would love the look. She added a pair of skimpy panties and the short kimono she'd bought with the bra. She tied the robe's belt carefully so as to expose her cleavage. Finally, she slipped on her highest heels and carefully walked back to the living room.

Bill stood as she entered the room; she paused and posed for him. He walked toward her and scanned her from her chest to her ankles and back. "You look fantastic," he said. "Wow."




I'm Happily Married...But Ch. 04



Bringing her hands up to feign cupping of her breasts, Gail told him the cleavage was the result of her new push-up bra. She said she personally thought breasts like hers didn't need such a bra but if he liked the look for at home foreplay she'd wear it for him. Tim said he loved the look. He moved closer to her and hugged her as he kissed her passionately.

The couple moved to the couch where he offered her the glass of wine he'd poured. Bill's eyes kept returning to her cleavage. After a minute his fingers spread the Kimono's lapels apart another inch or two. His eyes devoured the extra flesh that was now visible as the full depth of Gail's cleavage was revealed. The inner slopes of her breasts looked huge and inviting. He wanted to bury his face in her soft mounds to feel them hugging his face.

Bill said, "We've discussed slang before as sometimes necessary. I usually try to refer to your breasts as 'breasts' because I know that's the term you use but today is different. Seeing your breasts displayed as they are now requires a bolder sexual term. Today you have TITS. Those are the most fantastic tits I've ever seen. Whether you like the term or not, you have great tits and that outfit is displaying your tits perfectly. That's the word for them; they're incredibly erotic and sexy. I'm obsessed with your tits and you've found a great new way to tease me with them."

The couple kissed and held each other. The kimono gradually opened to the waist allowing Bill a better view of the bra and its overflowing contents. Bill's eyes hands and mouth explored Gail's upper chest to the edges of the bra cups. Bill said, "Again, thank you for buying and wearing what you have on. I love it. Ironically, the bra is frustrating. I'm used to being able to fondle your tits in all of their naked softness. I also love to play with your erect sensitive nipples. The bra is like a suit of armor. Where you're covered you're really inaccessible."

"Yes. I guess you can't have everything. Let me call your attention to the fact that my panties are thin and not armor-like. If the bra is too protective you're welcome between my legs. Give me a crashing orgasm and then we'll take off the bra and explore your interest in tit fucking. They'll be 'the most fantastic tits' you've ever fucked but not before I get my pleasure. I may be submissive but I have needs and you need to satisfy them before you can have your way with my tits."

"My pleasure." Bill took their wine glasses and placed them safely on an end table. He moved their small coffee table out of the way. Her legs were naked and looked very sexy with the kimono barely covering the tops of her thighs. Bill gestured and Gail willingly spread her legs- moving her feet about as far apart as possible. The shirt tails of the kimono fell out of the way allowing Bill a full length view of Gail's legs with their joining topped by a skimpy pair of bikini panties. He knelt and moved between her legs. His hands went to her thighs where he felt her powerful muscles and then slid upward to her hips. There was an inherent sexiness to feeling her pelvic bone subtly through her soft flesh. Images of his thrusting into her pussy while her hips thrust back immediately ran through his mind.

Bill kissed Gail's inner thighs and then her covered Venus Mound. He could smell her arousal which added to his excitement. His fingers moved to trail over the panties and traced their edges as they framed her most intimate area. Bill murmured how sexy Gail looked and felt. Her hips seemed to rise subtly in response. Bill then brought his face to Gail's covered Mound and kissed the area- pressing his mouth against her pubic bone. Gail pressed back and moaned with arousal.

As he explored his wife Bill was trying to assess the best position for going down on her. He'd never done it with her sitting but the position seemed like a natural. He flashed back to the educational video and pulled Gail's hips forward so she was perched on the edge of the couch cushion. Pulling back his head he reached for the waistband of the panties and began to pull them off. He quickly realized that her spread legs and his body were going to prevent the suave removal called for by the moment. He clumsily walked back two steps on his knees, wrestled her legs together and pulled the panties off. As he reversed all of his motions to get back in position he grabbed a throw pillow and placed it behind Gail to support her back. At least that move seemed to go smoothly.

As his face moved up between Gail's thighs again he realized anew how sexy it was to be in this private space. He slowed his movement and kissed the baby soft skin of her inner thighs. Gradually he progressed upward. His fingers toyed with the shaved edges of her hair covered Mound and his face pressed lightly against the hair surrounding her pussy. There was something sexy about the trimmed hair. He wanted to shave it all off but realized he'd miss it if he did. As Gail had said, the small areas of hair he'd left seemed to accentuate her pussy. He'd have to give the decision some serious thought.

His fingers toyed with the strips of hair defining the edges of her pussy and teased their way to her swollen pussy lips. She was moist and anxious for his attention. As his fingers slid up and down her lips Gail moaned with pleasure and squirmed under his touch. He could feel her body tense and sensed her desire to press more blatantly against his fingers. She seemed to be struggling against the temptation to move while allowing his fingers to tease. His mouth began an exploration of her lips in partnership with his fingers. First his lips and then his tongue explored each inch- up and down each lip. One of his fingers penetrated her causing a gasp. She was clearly enjoying the new stimulation.

One of Gail's hands reached down and rested gently on Bill's shoulder while the other found his head. She had not done that before and the gesture was arousing for the passion it suggested. She was assuring he would remain exactly as he was until she climaxed; images of her passionately grabbing his head and forcing his mouth into her pussy ran through his mind. She hadn't done that but he could feel her hands pressing a little more heavily on his head. In TV crime show parlance, she'd arrested him; he was not longer free to leave. It was a demand for sexual gratification. That was a first and it was very hot.

Bill also found it arousing that he'd created Gail's sexual need. He intensified the movements of both his tongue and fingers. She was noticeably wetter; her lips seemed bigger and more open. It seemed like her pussy had grown or had allowed him further inside. One of the best parts of their new sex life was getting her wet and teasing her wet pussy. It was much more fun than the quick penetration that had been their sex life for five years.

With two fingers inside of her and her hands gripping his head more firmly Bill moved his tongue to her clit. His tongue toyed with it by circling around and then flicked against it from several angles. Gail's hips lifted in direct response. Bill could feel her thigh muscles constrict and her hips straining to get the most pleasure possible from his mouth.

Bill wasn't experienced. All he could do was try to give Gail more of the finger and tongue action she seemed to like most. As she would gasp or squirm he'd try to repeat whatever had prompted that reaction. Soon he couldn't tell. She was approaching the sexual point of no return and seemed to be grinding uncontrollably against him. After a few more seconds she froze, gasped and emitted a small scream. Her hands forcefully seized his head. Her breathing seemed to stop and then to be replaced by a succession of pants and gasps. Gradually her body passed over the crest of her orgasm with a muscle spasm and her passion started to resolve.

Gail's hands released their death grip on Bill's head. Instead, they gently pushed his head back to remove his mouth from her. She gasped as he removed his fingers. In an exhausted small voice Gail said, "Give me a few minutes to recover."

"Sure," replied Bill.

While still breathing more heavily than normal Gail said, "You've earned your tit fuck. In fact, you earned it very well. I've made some measurements of various places I can sit for tit fucking. In other words, I've measured the height of my breasts when sitting on the bed or various different chairs. Stand in front of me while I measure how far off the ground your cock is." She reached to the end table and retrieved a tape measure she'd placed there earlier. A quick measurement from the floor to Bill's cock was all that she needed. "The kitchen chairs should be the right height. Let's go to the kitchen.

"I also did some Internet research on lubrication. First as to whether it was needed and then, if so, what kind was best. Apparently there's no consensus but if the male isn't expected to last too long, saliva seems to be the most intimate. It dries much faster than the artificial lubes so it wouldn't be good for a marathon. Considering your obsession with my tits, I'm pretty sure my saliva will outlast your cock. I can replenish it if needed. Direct oral application of the saliva to the cock is the preferred method of application. I assume you understand what I mean by 'direct' and have no objection."

"No, that sounds just fine to me."

The couple moved to the kitchen. Gail removed her kimono and bra while Bill quickly stripped off his clothes. She sat near the front edge of one of the kitchen chairs, blatantly spread her legs so he get close, and held her hands near her breasts in an open invitation to Bill. He moved closer to stand between her thighs and slowly positioned his erect cock between her breasts while staring down at the welcoming valley.

"Not so fast," said Gail. Her hands pushed his hips back as she lowered her face to his groin. Gail took Bill's cock into her mouth and generously coated it with gathered saliva. He gasped at the sensation. Her tongue toyed with his cock as she waited for her mouth to generate extra saliva. She added more saliva to his cock and then opened her mouth wide to avoid rubbing off any of the lubricant. Raising her head she guided his hips back toward her and said, "Now you're ready; nestle in close before I envelope you in my soft tits- enjoy." 

As Bill moved his cock forward he watched as Gail's hands caressed the outer sides of her breasts and gently pushed them together. His cock disappeared in the soft flesh. He unconsciously pushed his cock forward to bury it deeper and marveled at how soft and sexy Gail's big wet tits felt on his sensitive flesh. An excited moan conveyed his pleasure to Gail. His body pulled back and re-thrust- intuitively knowing how to repeat the pussy-like sensations being transmitted through his cock. He thrust back and forth. Her tits were like a giant pussy; it was an incredible feeling. Bill couldn't see his cock but his eyes watched Gail's hands overflowing with her breasts. She seemed to be pushing them together with greater enthusiasm. He was thrilled that she seemed to be enjoying their union; he'd been concerned that she might find it unpleasant. Bill's breathing deepened dramatically and his thrusts became more forceful.

Gail encouraged him by taunting, "You love my big soft tits don't you. Is it a good tit fuck? No, correction- it's a great tit fuck- how could it be any less with tits like mine? Are you going to shoot your semen all over my neck or do you think it'll just get swallowed up by my tits?"

Bill panted, "Its fantastic... great...incredible..."

"Good answer," said Gail. "If I re-lube you in my mouth are you going to explode there? Can you hold back?"

"I think I can hold back- just don't rub me or use your tongue too much."

Gail released her tits, pushed Bill's hips back and bent over his cock. Trying to minimize physical contact but also aroused by his excitement Gail enveloped Bill's cock and deposited more saliva on the head. She backed off carefully and said, "Okay, now put that cock back and make a big mess on my tits. That's what you want to do, isn't it? You want to spew your semen all over my tits and maybe even splash my face. Do it."

Once he was back in place Gail squeezed her pillow-like tits around him firmly. He was beyond excited at the sensation of his newly lubed cock thrusting into the tunnel made by her soft flesh. In a few seconds Bill could feel the pressure mounting in his cock. Soon the pressure overcame the muscles that had been containing it. He growled as his cock gave up his cum.

Gail could feel his hips and ass tense as his rock hard cock reached the critical point. She watched- wondering nervously if her face was about to be struck with his semen or if his explosion would be smothered in her flesh. She wasn't sure which result she wanted. Each would be very sexy in its own way.

In practice, the explosion was fully contained. Gail couldn't see a drop of semen escape. She was proud that her tits were just too big for him. She liked that power.

As Gail let her tits return to their natural position she could see and feel his semen spread over both breasts. Bill got some tissues and they cleaned up. As they did Gail said, "I enjoyed that. We'll have to experiment. I wonder how long it would take you to ejaculate if I didn't squeeze my tits. For example, what if I fondled my tits and covered them with oil to excite you and then just let you rub your cock all over and between my tits? I'll bet you'd like to rub the head of your cock on my nipples. Mmm... I like that idea, too."

Gail then said, "So, do you suppose Mona's tits are going to get covered with semen tonight? She seemed pretty horny." Bill smiled at the mental image.

As she'd predicted Mona was distracted all afternoon by ongoing thoughts about Gail and Bill. When she had a few minutes to herself between sessions she called her husband, Tim. After assuring him there was nothing wrong and confirming that he'd be home for dinner Mona said, "I have a surprise for you. Do you remember where you were at midnight last New Year's Eve?"

"We stayed home."

"Yes. Let me be more specific. Do you remember where your cock was at midnight last New Year's Eve?"

Tim replied, "Oh. Yes. I remember that very well. My cock was in one of my favorite places being treated to a fantastic experience. It was a great way to welcome in the New Year."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. Before dinner tonight we're going to celebrate New Year's all over again."

"That sounds great. I've got all I need for the celebration. In fact, what you've said in the last minute has caused my celebratory equipment to start getting ready to party. Apparently my cock has a good memory."

Mona replied, "My breasts don't have the same erectile memory but my mind is enjoying how I devastated you with my big soft tits. I'm looking forward to draining you again."

Tim said, "Should I assume I owe another bouquet of flowers to the same big breasted client that got you hot a few weeks ago? As I recall you identified with her due to the similarities in your bra sizes. You were trying to get her up to speed sexually and couldn't help vicariously enjoying her sexual adventures."

"Yes. You can thank the same well endowed client. She was here with her husband today for her session. Her husband was staring at my chest for the whole session. Even though I was wearing a business suit I could feel his eyes devouring my breasts. My nipples were aching by the time the session was over. They turned me on with their talk of their new sex life; the descriptions were quite explicit. They told me after their session with me they were going home to experiment with tit fucking. Her big tits might be wrapped around his cock as we speak. In any case they left me very horny and I've been thinking about tit fucking off and on all afternoon. Don't be late."



I'm Happily Married...But Ch. 05



Gail was surprised to receive a call from Mona on the day after their last therapy session. Mona quickly noted that it was a social call and expressed a desire to get to know Gail better in a social context rather than as therapist and client. She suggested they get together for lunch the next day since she only had appointments in the morning. Gail agreed.

At lunch Mona said, "I'm not going to ask you about your 'afternoon delight' with Bill that I assume followed our last session. You two got me pretty aroused. I called my husband, Tim, during the afternoon and invited him to tit fuck me as soon as he got home from work. We had a great time."

Gail blushed and said, "Oh my. Nobody's ever talked to me about their sexual experiences before. You hinted at the session that you might invite your husband between your breasts. I thought of your comment later. I'm embarrassed to admit that it was arousing to visualize you doing that with your husband shortly after Bill and I had done it. I guess with our breasts we're both naturals for our husbands to want their penises there.

Mona said, "Relax. You can say 'tit fuck'. Our tits are perfect for tit fucking. Let me hear you say it."

Gail smiled and after glancing around to assure their privacy said, "Our tits are perfect for tit fucking."

"Good. So, I don't need details but did you enjoy it? Oh, and did you actually insist that Bill go down on you first before you'd let him have your tits?"

"Gail said, "Yes to both questions. Getting off first seemed fair. If I didn't get my pleasure first I figured he might be too tired to pleasure me after he'd ejaculated so that was the deal. Obviously, I enjoyed the cunnilingus and I liked the tit fuck more than I'd expected. It made me feel powerful."

"You are powerful. As you said at our session your tits give you power over almost every man you see. They're helpless to resist your tits. Might I suggest that nobody says cunnilingus or ejaculate? We're not in a science lab or at a church social in the mid west. Take your language down a few social levels. It's okay to use off color words like eat, going down on you, and cum when you're talking to Bill or me."

"Yes. I know. I'm trying."

The women had a nice lunch and learned more about each other's backgrounds, interests and the like. They spoke a little of the fashion challenges of being top heavy. Mona told Gail about a shop and a website she frequented for bras and some brands she favored for tops and dresses. They agreed to meet for lunch again the following week which they did.

Toward the end of the second lunch Mona said, "I have some friends I'd like you to meet. It's actually a club of sorts. It's only six of us; you'd make seven. We all have similar physical attributes- everyone is at least a D or DD cup and no one is fat. By that I just mean we're all quite busty on otherwise average bodies. Some of us are perfectly proportioned and some are 'top-heavy'. All of our chests attract a lot of male attention and we all have similar fashion issues. We're all proud of our tits but try to dress discretely and not look like hookers. Our ages range from 22 to about 40. We're each married to a guy who obsesses over our tits. You can see why I think you'd fit right in. They're all nice people. Rest assured that while I've described you a little to them I haven't shared anything that we discussed in our sessions and of course won't do that in the future."

Gail was intrigued. She asked some questions and then said she'd love to meet the group. Mona told her they were meeting the next evening and gave her the address. Mona then told Gail that the women had been friends for several years and had very occasionally gotten together with their husbands. She said, "We've never done anything but talk but I need to give you a heads up about an idea that's been discussed lately. It would involve some physical interaction with the husbands that's- well, it would be rather kinky and I don't want you to be shocked if the subject comes up."

"I'm listening. With that introduction I don't know if I want to hear this or not."

"We've been talking about a sexual treat for ourselves and our husbands that focuses on our breasts. We haven't done anything yet but I want to warn you just in case it would be too edgy for you. We're not talking about swapping partners or anything. Well, not for intercourse. The idea that's been floated is that those of us participating would wear hoods or blindfolds and our husbands would also be hooded. We'd get topless and sit in a row and the men would be able to feel us up- not knowing who they were fondling and we wouldn't know who was who either. There would be one non-hooded 'monitor' to move the people around.

"One member of the group has said she wouldn't get topless herself but would serve as the monitor. If you wouldn't want to participate that's fine. I just wanted to warn you the subject is being discussed when the group is together."

"Wow. You're full of surprises."

"There's potentially more. At least one of the members has said if the fondling session works out she'd consider hooded tit fucking as well. That wouldn't be at the same time. If it occurred it would be at a later time for only those who opted in. We haven't seriously discussed that; it was just an idea from one of the women."

"Before I respond let me understand this better. You're suggesting that if I were to join your group I'd be invited to get topless- with a bag over my head- and have a strange man grope my tits? Would this include my husband? Would he be groping someone else?"

"Yes, but we're not talking about total strangers. We're all friends. The couples have socialized with each other a few times. I know you haven't even met the women yet but we're friends and we've at least met the husbands and know they're not perverts. As I said you wouldn't have to participate. If you did it would be assumed that Bill would too- by definition it would be couples."

"I'm certainly taken aback by the idea. It's intimidating yet I guess it's also arousing. Bill's the only man who's ever touched me. I wouldn't do it without his approval but I guess you've all but guaranteed that if he gets to fondle other big breasted women. He'd never say no to playing with big tits."

"That's probably true. Each of our husbands would probably object to our plan if he wasn't getting at least as much pleasure as we will. I should clarify that each of us is very proud of her body and especially her breasts. The idea arose when somebody said it was a shame her tits were only being enjoyed by one man. Somebody joked it was a waste of a natural resource but someone else said her tits weren't natural so that didn't apply. In her case she said it was more about her pride. She loves her tits and would love to have more than one guy salivate over touching them."

"Salivate? Is this event only hands or would mouths be involved too?

"That was mentioned. We haven't worked out the ground rules yet. They'll all be in writing and everybody- men and women- will have to sign on and accept the rules before participating."

"What about arousal? Aren't you getting everyone all hot and then not giving anyone sexual relief? Did I miss that part?"

"Again, it's been discussed but not decided. We thought of using a hotel where each couple could promptly adjourn to their own room for husband-wife sex. For the actual fondling session we envision 4, 5, or 6 women in a row with the corresponding men in front of them. After a set time the monitor would call out for the men to stop and would assist them in moving to the woman next in line. The monitor would help the last man to navigate the longer distance to the first woman. We weren't sure that a hotel room would be large enough for the women and the matching men plus the monitor. Everyone would have to get dressed to walk down the hall- there are lots of issues. We may be able to use one of the women's homes and then most couples could stay there and go to a bedroom."

"Oh. So, now I'm being fondled by 5 or 6 strange men. I thought it was only one. What about the monitor's husband? Does he get to watch or participate?"

"We haven't discussed that. Since his wife isn't getting fondled I'd vote that her husband is excluded from the whole evening. It's something to discuss."

"Okay. I'm not signing up yet but I'll admit the 'wasting a natural resource' comment strikes a chord with me. I sometimes think my breasts are wasted on my husband. It's nothing personal about him; it's just that he spends a very limited amount of time with them. For the vast majority of time I'm carrying around these top caliber breasts and they're not receiving the attention they deserve. The idea that another guy could enjoy them anonymously is kind of exciting. I'd love to meet your friends and I won't run out of the room screaming if they talk about being fondled. I'm not ready to commit beyond that."

"That's fair."

Gail enjoyed meeting the women. They all seemed warm and friendly. Mona hadn't exaggerated their common figure attributes. Gail had never seen so many busty women in one room. Mary, the hostess for the evening, was probably the least well endowed but even she was sporting D cup breasts on a skinny frame. The others had larger breasts. Mona was an "E" and two women in the group-were probably in the range of F or G cups. Amy, Susan and Allison were in the DD range which also included Gail. Gail hadn't intended to focus on the women's breast sizes but found she couldn't help it. After years of having the tits everybody stared at it was refreshing to be of just average size.

Her fascination included more than just size. With so many large breasts to compare Gail noted how some seemed rounder and some rode higher on the chest. There were other subtle differences in shape. She wondered how many of the differences reflected the wearer's choice of bra and couldn't help but think of the women all naked so that a true comparison would be possible. She smiled inwardly at the thought that touching each set of naked tits would be the other way to compare them even if the judge were blindfolded. If the group's plan for a kinky evening proceeded and if she agreed to join the group she'd be giving Bill the pleasure of making that comparison. Perhaps she'd call it an early birthday present.

After an hour or so everyone had consumed some wine and seemed to be more relaxed. Sally, perhaps the woman with the largest breasts in the group confided to Gail that her breasts had been created surgically as an anniversary gift for her husband. Gail flushed and didn't know how to respond. Sally assured her there was nothing to be embarrassed about. Sally pushed her chest out and said, "I'm proud of my tits. My husband can't get enough of them and that means he keeps me sexually satisfied." Gail smiled and admitted that her husband, Bill, was also obsessed with her breasts and agreed that a husband's lust for your breasts had certain sexual benefits.

Sally casually asked if Gail had heard about the special evening the group was planning. Gail acknowledged that Mona had told her a little but had also said there were many issues to work out before they could decide to go ahead. Gail's admission that she knew of the evening prompted Sally to tell the other women that Gail knew of the idea and it was alright to discuss it. They all seemed relieved and anxious to talk about the evening.

Everyone present contributed to the discussion. Amy said, "I've been thinking about how we can keep our identities a secret. If one or two of us speaks they'll be recognized and by elimination the others will be too." Mona agreed and asked how the women felt about wearing gags. This prompted some disagreement but it was finally agreed that gags for the women made sense. Susan said her husband had lots of old neckties that could be used as gags. It was agreed that ties would be a little less extreme than formal BDSM equipment.

Mary asked about gags for the men but that idea was quickly squashed when Amy said she was looking forward to having the men's mouths on her nipples and two others agreed. Amy agreed to shop on line for the blindfolds.

Allison wondered aloud if the women should have their hands tied or be bound to the chairs. Mona responded that the evening was about willingly getting their tits fondled and not bondage. Allison agreed. Gail was silently disappointed since she thought being helpless would add a whole new sexual element to the evening. Mona then said to Allison, "If you're into bondage think of yourself as being virtually bound to the chair. Blindfolded and almost naked with almost a dozen others in a structured evening doesn't allow for much freedom. Once you're committed to the evening you owe it to everybody to offer your tits to the men exactly as planned." Allison nodded her agreement. Gail's pussy clenched at the realization that Mona was right; ropes weren't always needed for bondage.

To further assist in keeping everyone anonymous it was agreed that each couple would be assigned a number which would be written on their upper arms with a felt tip pen. The monitor could then use the numbers to give verbal instructions. Everyone's number was to remain a secret during and after the evening to maintain anonymity.

It was established that nobody had any piercings or other unique attributes that would identify her by touch. Sally volunteered that her implants would feel different from the other women's natural breasts which might reveal her identity but she was okay with that. Allison said, "I haven't broadcast it to you but I have implants, too. I don't think anyone but my husband knows. If I feel different to the guys I doubt that they'll immediately think of me but if someone does, I can live with it."

Mona said, "Nobody should mention implants. Some of the guys may not notice or if they do they won't remember which woman had them. In general, there should be a rule that if anyone thinks he or she recognizes someone it must be kept secret. To keep the guys from being too inquisitive we need to tell them that we take being anonymous very seriously. I'd suggest each of us should casually mention to her husband that if this evening goes well we might have a future session with tit fucking. If we can't remain anonymous that's never going to happen. That ought to help them respect the rules."

"You're very devious," said Allison. "Devious but smart. The men will be good if they're afraid of losing a shot at tit fucking."

Someone raised the subject of sexual frustration. After a whispered confirmation with Gail that it was alright to say it, Mona mentioned Gail's approach in sometimes requiring her husband to go down on her first before allowing access to her tits for sex. Mona said, "I thought that was a great idea. Perhaps we could incorporate it."

Amy immediately said, "I'm not ready for a stranger to eat me. Could we arrange it so that each husband does his wife and only his wife?" No one offered a response but several women nodded in agreement.

Gail said that she didn't view herself as a member of the group for such an intimate event but felt she could make some suggestions and raise questions that might help. To her surprise the discussion evolved and she seemed to be in charge of the discussion. Everyone looked to her to assemble the various ideas into a coherent plan. 

Under her plan the blindfolded women would sit in a row with as much space between them as the size of the room would allow. Each of them would be wearing only panties, shoes, a gag and a blindfold. Each blindfolded husband would be shirtless but otherwise clothed. He would be guided to kneel in front of the woman to the immediate right of his wife. Using a kitchen timer the monitor would give each man 5 minutes to fondle the woman's breasts. He could use his hands and mouth. Her body was off limits at the shoulder level or above and below the waist. The woman wasn't allowed to touch the man and wasn't allowed to play with herself sexually. 

At the end of each 5 minute segment the men would walk back a pace on their knees and shuffle to their right to the next woman- guided if needed by the monitor. The last man on the row would be escorted by the monitor to the first woman. In this way each man would reach his wife as the last woman for his evening. At this point, after the monitor confirmed that the couples were properly aligned she'd direct the removal of the women's panties and each man would be expected to go down on his wife to bring her to orgasm.

Each couple's evening would end as the woman achieved orgasm. She and her husband would be escorted out of the room by the monitor. They could remove their blindfolds only when they were in the next room. They could then proceed to a bedroom if one was available or get dressed and go home. It was assumed that in either case the men would receive sexual relief when alone with their wives.

Sally offered her family room for the event. She had four bedrooms that could be used for the second part of the evening but reserved her master bedroom for husband and herself. Her den had a couch that could also be used. Allison lived down the street so she volunteered that she and her husband would go home for privacy. 

Amy suggested that there should be a penalty if someone-probably a husband- broke the rules. Mona agreed but wondered what penalty would be taken seriously. Amy responded, "My husband would only care if it were significant money or losing out on sex. We could make the offender leave immediately but that would be distracting for everyone else. What if the offender's wife agrees in advance to deny him sex for a fixed time?"

"I love it," said Mona. "If the monitor declares a violation the wife is off limits sexually for a certain number of days. How long should it be?"

Amy said, "Three weeks." No one objected which Amy took as an approval. "Can we trust each wife to live up to her commitment?"

"Yes, I think so," said Mona as she looked around the room to each of her friends. Each woman nodded her assent in reply. Mona then said, "We should get the husband to agree that he won't masturbate during that time either. We can't enforce it but if he's honest at least his wife will be rewarded with a horny lover when the time is up." The others murmured their agreement.

Mona volunteered to write up the formal outline and rules that would be circulated for approval and signature by all of the participating women and their husbands. By the end of the evening the planning was essentially complete and Gail was being pushed by all of the others to agree to participate. She demurred but said she hadn't ruled it out. She jokingly said that she needed to explain everything to her husband and ask if he's willing to participate.

Amy pushed out her tits and said, "Be sure to tell him about these."

Sally cradled her breasts sensuously and said, "And these."

Gail laughed and held up her hand saying, "Stop. We already know that with even a general description of this group's attributes he'll jump at joining the evening and be pushing me to sign up."

It took Gail several tries to explain the proposal to Bill. He thought she was joking or had misunderstood the women. He suggested that perhaps they'd been teasing her. After explaining her earlier luncheon talk with Mona and giving more detail about the meeting she'd been at he finally listened with more interest. When she noted that there would be a formal written outline and a set of rules that each person would be required to review and sign he finally took her seriously.

As expected Bill eagerly agreed to participate once he assured himself that Gail had given the matter serious thought and was willing to participate herself. She told him she was nervous but actually looking forward to the experience. She explained that everyone's anonymity made all the difference. It relieved her of any guilt or social pressure. Having her breasts appreciated and enjoyed by multiple men would be a fantasy come true.




I'm Happily Married...But Ch. 05



At his request Gail gave Bill a brief description of each of the women with the emphasis on their respective breast sizes. She used her hands to cup her breasts as she described how each woman's tits seemed fuller or higher than her own. She teased him further by saying she didn't know anything about the women's nipples but guessed they were big and sensitive like hers. She knew her words and gestures were making Bill's cock hard as a rock. He was obviously visualizing each pair of tits as she described them and was aroused by the thought of having them in his hands and mouth. He took Gail to bed and passionately assaulted her breasts. As he handled them he assured Gail that he had no need for other tits; hers were perfect. Even so, he said, as a 'tit man' he would always enjoy seeing other large tits. Gail reminded him that he'd be blindfolded for the event but assumed touching was as good as seeing. With a big smile Bill acknowledged that touching was better. Bill ravished Gail sexually and she enjoyed being taken by her lust driven lover.

Mona sent Gail a draft of the outline and rules. Gail offered some edits by phone. In the conversation Gail confirmed she would be participating. Mona said, "That's great. I was confident you would. I'm sure the men will enjoy your tits. You probably have the best body of anyone in the group." Gail thanked her for the compliment. Mona then added, "I've already told Tim about you but said I couldn't guarantee you'd be in. He's already looking forward to the evening. He'll be even more excited to hear your busty tight body will be in his hands. I told him how much you resembled me in the bust while being much trimmer in the middle."

"Stop. That makes it sound very personal. I'm only willing to do this because of being anonymous."

Mona assured her that was important to everyone. 

About a week before the Saturday selected for the event Gail received an email containing the final detailed outline of the procedures that would be followed and the rules of conduct. She printed it out for Bill's review. Being more familiar with the planning Gail told Bill how the rules had been discussed and that they all had to be taken seriously. She emphasized the 'no sex for three weeks' penalty and told him she would enforce it to the letter if he embarrassed her by breaking a rule. He said he understood. Bill and Gail each signed the papers. Returning the signed forms was the final step; they were actually going to do it.

As the designated day approached both Bill and Gail were excited. The very notion that Gail was going to be touched by several strange men had her keyed up for the full week. Bill tried to hide his excitement out of concern that Gail would think he was thinking about cheating on her. She knew what was on his mind and teased him by periodically reminding him about one of her new friends and how she imagined her breasts would look naked.

Finally, the day arrived and the couple drove to Sally's home. The men were sent to the den to wait while the women used the kitchen to get ready under the monitor's supervision. Being marked with a secret number and blindfolded was the first bizarre step. Stripping to just panties in her friend's kitchen with other almost naked women was very odd but strangely exciting. Gail couldn't believe she was actually getting ready for strangers to touch and suck on her.

When she'd been guided into the family room and was seated in one of the straight backed chairs by the monitor she calmed slightly as she waited for the rest of the 12 participants to be escorted to their places. She was one of the first to be seated so she knew the wait would be relatively long. She took comfort in knowing she didn't have to 'do' anything; her role was to literally just be a sex object. She was to sit back and enjoy the attention of several men topped off by her husband giving her oral sex. It was an extremely bold thing for her to do but it didn't require any decision making or actions. Everything was beyond her control. As Mona had said, it was almost like being in bondage. She'd helped plan the evening and agreed to participate with her new friends. She couldn't back out now or otherwise cause a fuss and spoil the experience of the others. 

Gail was brought back to the real world a bit when she heard the monitor announce that each of the men was presently kneeling about two feet in front of his first partner. The monitor said, "Ladies, spread your legs wide. Gentlemen, wait for my direction. In front of each of you is a beautiful woman with great breasts who is inviting you to worship her tits with your hands and mouth. You should treat her with respect. Give her pleasure as you take your own. She's gagged to preserve the anonymous nature of our evening so don't expect her to speak. You should not speak either. If during the evening you think you recognize a person keep it to yourself. Don't even tell your spouse after the evening is over. Gentlemen, you may now walk forward on your knees until you can't go any further. Remember, no touching the woman below the waist or above the shoulders. I'll give you 10 seconds to move and then start my timer for 5 minutes. Enjoy."

Gail spread her legs as directed. She straightened her back to push her chest out. She was proud of her tits and didn't want the man to think otherwise. She jerked as she felt a man's thighs push between hers. Within seconds she felt his hands blindly reaching for her chest. The first touch on the outer side of her right breast was electrifying- it was tactile confirmation that she'd invited a stranger to touch her intimately and it was happening. A second hand made contact with the outside of her other breast and both hands soon were closing in on her soft flesh. The hands felt huge but their touch was gentle. A passionate moan came from the man as his hands moved under her tits to weigh them. Gail could visualize the strange man using his hands as if they were eyes to assess her tits and create a mental image of them. She wondered if his cock had gotten hard even before he'd touched her. If it hadn't she was sure her tits had made him hard in the first few seconds of touching. Similarly, she could sense her nipples were sticking out in their fully erect state- longing to be touched.

Gail couldn't help but wonder how the man liked her tits. In this group of women, the man's wife might well be bigger than Gail. That was a little unsettling. She hoped he wasn't disappointed. She shivered a little and made a conscious effort to clear such a negative thought. She was being fondled by a blindfolded stranger who undoubtedly had a raging erection. She was sure he loved her big soft globes. All men loved them and they'd never gotten to touch them. It was hot to think of the guy's cock aching with excitement that her tits had created. She, too, was aroused. She never could have imagined being in this position. Just a few minutes earlier she'd been a 'good girl'- a totally faithful wife who'd never been touched by anyone but her husband. Now she was a wanton woman who was letting multiple strangers fondle her.

Thinking of Bill, Gail realized he was currently fondling another woman's big tits just a few feet away. His cock was undoubtedly hard and he was enjoying a stranger's tits- perhaps a set even bigger than Gail's. She loved him. Part of her reason for participating was to give Bill the pleasure of feeling up the others' tits. When the opportunity for this evening came up she'd decided she had to sign on. She would have felt horribly guilty if she'd denied Bill the chance to bask in so much breast flesh. It was for her as well. The taboo aspect of the evening and the rules that kept her planted on her chair while men took advantage of her played into countless fantasies she'd enjoyed since puberty.

Gail gasped into her gag as she felt her man's mouth envelope her left nipple. His mouth felt great. His teeth and tongue teasing her sensitive nub was incredibly intimate. He remained gentle but since he was a stranger Gail had a certain ongoing fear that he'd bite her too hard. While her left nipple was in his mouth her other breast continued to be fondled firmly by one of his hands.

His other hand moved down her body to her waist. Gail tensed as she wondered if he might break the rules and grab her hip or touch her pussy. His hand moved around from front to back gently caressing her body and stayed at her waist. His hand moved slowly up and down her torso and then returned to her waist. The hand on her breast seemed to grab her more passionately. Gail deduced that her figure had just been assessed and found to be sexy. The guy's hand had just confirmed her hour glass shape which probably gave him a new mental image of how her big tits looked. She was thrilled that she'd turned him on more.

Gail's revelry was interrupted by the monitor's calling out, "Time. Gentlemen, break off all contact. Move back two or three steps on your knees and wait for my direction. Ladies, close your legs for a moment if it's more comfortable." The monitor gave instructions for the men's lateral move. She called out one man's number and directed him to stand. Gail knew the monitor was then guiding that man as she walked him to his place in front of the first woman in the row. Two men's numbers were called out and instructed to move 12 inches to their right. When all of the men were aligned to the monitor's satisfaction she said, "Okay. Everyone's in place. Ladies, spread your legs again to welcome your next admirer. Gentlemen, move forward as you did before. Enjoy your next set of spectacular tits on another beautiful woman."

Gail was fascinated at what seemed like relative precision in the men's movements under the direction of the monitor. It was as if the group had performed these moves many times. She remembered Mona's mentioning a possible future tit fucking scene and wondered if the choreography might be repeated in the future. She wasn't sure if she was ready for anonymous group tit fucking. Her idle thoughts were interrupted by the pressing of a new stranger between her thighs. She again jumped at the first contact as new hands touched her breasts. This man's touch was bolder- almost crude- as he felt up her breasts and roughly assessed her nipples with his fingers. He murmured his approval. His hands then cupped her tits in an obvious assessment of their size and shape and again he made some noises of approval. Gail didn't like his bold approach but was self satisfied that she'd passed his test. She liked that her body turned on the men.

Even though the man's hands didn't feel as good as those of the first guy Gail's level of arousal grew. She was gradually becoming more comfortable in the bizarre setting the group had created. She knew her pussy was wet and getting ready for sex. She started to desire her own fingers or someone else's at her pussy and was mildly frustrated at the rules that prohibited any touching below the waist.

Both of her guy's hands travelled to her waist while his mouth alternated between her tits. After a brief firm grasp of her torso by both hands one hand moved up to feed a breast to the guy's eager mouth. Apparently her body had again measured up and been found to be sexy. His mouth seemed to be devouring her tits. His teeth on her nipples were rough enough to border on painful. Gail realized that every guy had a different style. She hadn't anticipated that. 

Before she knew it the monitor was calling "Time" and running through her movement instructions for the men. As Gail closed her legs she could feel the dampness in her panties. She waited as the monitor walked the end man to his new spot. Gail was surprised when the monitor made a new announcement, "Ladies, I've taken the liberty of bringing some baby wipes. As you can imagine the past two men have left a little extra saliva on many of your breasts. I think it would be nice to freshen up. Extend your right hand in front of you at about shoulder height and I'll give you each a fresh wipe. After you've wiped each nipple area and beneath each nipple where some saliva may have dripped you can drop the wipe at your side or behind you and I'll gather them up. Take your time; if anyone would like a second wipe raise your hand after using the first and I'll give you another. I also have tissues handy if anyone feels the need to dry off. I don't think that will be needed since you're about to have a new lusty mouth on you but wave a hand if you want a tissue."

After a minute or so the monitor said, "Okay, it appears the ladies have completed their task. Ladies, spread your legs and invite your next lover to feast on your beautiful body. Gentlemen, move forward on your knees and reach up to enjoy your next bodacious treat."

Gail heard the shuffling of the men and felt the now familiar sensation of thighs touching and pushing between her thighs. She soon felt a pair of small hands gently caressing her breasts. If she didn't know how the evening had been structured she might have thought they were a woman's hands since they were both smaller and more tentative then the previous men. The light touch was a unique feeling. Gail wondered if the man was small all over. She imagined his small hands on the biggest tits in the group of women and almost laughed as she thought that Sally's giant tits would need more than these delicate hands. He might be able to tease her nipples but his hands would be too small to properly manhandle such big tits.

The man's mouth seemed small as well. On the other hand, he had a strong tongue that seemed to be able to point like a hard cock. Gail imagined that his tongue would be spectacular at oral sex and realized that while one lover might excel in one sexual practice another's attributes might be superior in a different area. Big hands weren't essential for a man's sexual performance. She wondered if his oral sex technique matched the physical superiority of his tongue. 

Gail loved how this man's tongue seemed to wrap around her erect nipple. She envisioned how devastating that tongue would be on her clitoris and it made her shiver. She was getting very excited from the cumulative effect of the attention she'd been receiving. This man's touch wasn't her favorite but it definitely was arousing. Her nipples were aching and she could visualize how big and angry they must look. The rule against touching yourself was starting to be a real pain. Gail wondered if she could climax just from attention to her nipples. She'd done that with Bill on a few occasions. Her hands formed fists and she tensed with arousal as the man made love to her tits. He seemed to be enjoying himself as he made mewing sounds of approval while he toyed with her. She realized that she was also making soft moaning noises despite her gag. 

Before she could climax the "Time" call shattered the room's quiet and the man's hands and mouth pulled back leaving Gail frustrated. The monitor repeated her instructions to the men about moving back and made another distribution of baby wipes to the women. It seemed like only a minute or two later that Gail was spreading her legs for the next man. As she did she grinned under her gag at her slutty behavior. What had started as a kinky adventure with the first man's initial contact was now a routine. She was literally spreading her legs to invite another nameless stranger to be intimate with her body. Her sex life had certainly evolved quickly.

Gail's first impression of the fourth man was hair. Perhaps it was just the way his legs rubbed against hers but he clearly had hairy legs. She guessed all of the men did but this was the first time she'd noticed. Her second impression was that his hands seemed twice the size of the prior man. An image of a big, hairy football player formed in her mind. This wasn't her ideal male but his hands felt good. In her aroused state. His hands felt very good.

One of his big hands trailed down her body and seemed to cheat a little at the definition of her waist. A few fingers definitely were groping her hip. He then retreated an inch or two and held her waist firmly. His mouth and other hand continued a bold assault on her tits.

Gail squirmed with arousal. As she did she heard another woman's labored breathing and soon realized she was actually hearing the excited sounds of more than one woman and the men as well. Focusing on the arousal of the people around her excited her further.

Her tits welcomed her current lover's mouth. This wasn't the artist's mouth of the last man. It was big and forceful- perhaps a little sloppy. It enveloped a large mouthful of her flesh and sucked on her with passion. She could feel her ass practically lift off the chair with arousal.

The woman on Gail's left let out a muffled squeal. Gail immediately identified it as the sound of an orgasm. This pushed her excitement to the edge. Her body tensed and her blindfolded lover intuitively increased the tongue and teeth attention to her nipple which pushed her past the point of no return. A powerful orgasm swept through her. She made muffled noises that defied description but certainly broadcast her orgasm to anyone within a few feet. Her man reacted with more passionate groping and sucking which caused her orgasm to continue for a prolonged time. Her hands almost came up to push the man away but Gail remembered the rule and grabbed the chair to control her hands. She shook her upper body and the guy seemed to get the message that he should back off a little. At roughly the same moment she was saved by the monitor's calling "Time". All stimulation stopped and Gail's body shivered once and then began to relax.

As the monitor ran through her instructions again Gail tried to take deep breaths around the gag. Her body was tired but her mind raced with the thought that a stranger had just given her an orgasm. On reflection Gail realized there wasn't anything wrong with having had a public orgasm. All of the women had been receiving the same treatment. Anyone who hadn't climaxed must be very frustrated. There was no reward for staying horny.

She edited the thought to more accurately think that four strangers had worked together to bring her off. She would have been mortified but took comfort in knowing that at least one of her new friends had climaxed, too.

Wiping her nipples off with the baby wipe felt very different now that her arousal had been purged. They were sensitive and bordering on being sore. She started to wonder if she wanted any more sexual attention. How many men were left? She quickly did a count and confirmed that she needed to handle 2 more horny men. She would do it. That was her commitment and she'd do it.

Before she could think too much the monitor was giving the 'spread your legs' order and Gail dutifully obeyed. She got a mental image of herself as a sex slave on a pirate ship required to service the crew's sexual needs. She enjoyed the thought. She'd often fantasized about being helpless and taken by numerous lust driven men. She laughed as she realized she was starting small. Today's crew was only 6 men and she was merely teasing them. She'd have to work up to larger crews and to satisfying their needs. They wouldn't be satisfied with just fondling her tits.

New thighs and new hands touched her. Her nipple was teased by a new mouth. Her mind cataloged the differences from the prior man but without much focus. Her pirate ship fantasy kept popping up; differences among the crew weren't important to a sex slave. The guy at her chest had been playing with several sets of big tits for the whole time she'd been sitting there and hadn't had any sexual relief. He was very horny and grabbing her tits almost violently. When his mouth attacked her right nipple it was obviously for his pleasure and not hers. She was getting sore from all of the attention her sensitive nubs had received. She could visualize them erect, dark pink, angry looking and wet with her latest lover's saliva. In a word, they'd look 'used'. That was okay with Gail. In fact, it aroused her as she visualized how she'd be treated on the pirate's ship. She'd be used. She'd be taken by one man after another for his pleasure. So it was here; her body was being used by a horny stranger and there would be another one after him. 




I'm Happily Married...But Ch. 05



That thought reminded Gail that while there would be another guy she'd almost reached the end of the line. Bill was the next man. As much as she had enjoyed serving the line of men it was great to think that her service was nearly over. Bill might not even want to play with her sore nipples. He might just bury his face in her pussy, get her off and drag her to a bedroom for his own release. That all sounded great.

In due course the monitor called "Time." Gail mentally relaxed with the knowledge that the strangers were done with her. The monitor ran through the same directions as she'd been doing and handed out baby wipes. Gail cleaned herself well since she wanted to welcome Bill without any trace of her past activity. She was torn between wanting him at her nipples and hoping they'd be left alone to recover. The monitor went through what seemed like endless reminders and directions as to how the last part of the evening was to go. She even talked the group step by step through the act of removing the women's panties saying that she wanted to avoid the chaos that might result from 6 blindfolded couples acting individually. While tedious at times Gail was impressed with how well the monitor had orchestrated the evening.

Finally, Gail felt Bill's familiar hands on her breasts. They probably could have been a stranger's hands but her mind preferred thinking that she could identify them. They were sizing her up just like those that had come before. For the first time she hoped he found them of adequate size. He'd just had some larger ones in his hands. She knew her breasts must feel just as good as any of the others and hopefully better than those with implants. Bill's fingers seemed to be teasing her nipples while his hands weighed the mass of her breasts. She remembered his past statement that her nipples were bigger than many of the women in the education video. He'd praised her tall nipples as being sexier than less prominent ones. She wondered how her nipples compared to those he'd just been touching and sucking on. Bill was spending more time with her chest than she had expected. Hadn't he had enough tits for once? Then again, perhaps his hands were showing respect. Perhaps he wanted to show her how much he loved her tits. "Worship them," thought Gail. "They're the reason you were invited here and they're going home with you. You'd better worship them and then treat my pussy right."

Bill did.