0 comments/ 6828 views/ 0 favorites My Adventures with S. By: jnepal My first attempt. ------------------ Adventures with S. It was during my assignment in Bangalore. My company had sent me there to work on a project at the local office, and they had given me a temporary apartment for the few months that I would be there. My wife's friend's sister S was going to school at a reputed university there. It was the last semester for her, and she was returning from the summer break. Her dorms had yet not opened, and S had wanted to get there early to do some shopping and get prepared for the next term. My wife offered to host her for the weekend, since she was flying in for the weekend also, and even help her with the shopping. It had been over 4 years since I had seen S. So when I got home from work on Friday, S was already there. She was sitting in the living room talking to my wife. I greeted them both and joined them in the conversation. S was 21 years old, about 5'6 and athletically built. She had shoulder length black hair, slender legs, and toned arms, and decent size breasts. She had a natural beauty, and she never looked good in makeup. She was wearing a low cut jean, stone washed, that clung to her hips and thighs, hiding her skin with the generic faded blue color, yet revealing the shapely figure. And the point where the thighs converged, only about 4 inches of cloth covered her, from her exposed navel to the tip of her crotch, hiding yet supporting whatever lay underneath, but clearly showing the sloping V. Her upper body was covered in a green tank top, with the black bra straps peeking at her shoulders, and even with the evidence of a bra, it looked like her breasts were standing on their own. The evening was pretty much uneventful. We all had dinner, watched a movie and went to sleep. That weekend we spent going shopping to help her out. I quickly realized how much fun it was to be around her. She was witty and humorous, and we three had a lot of fun. It was a few weeks later that she called me. I was alone as my wife had returned. She asked me if she could come and stay till Tuesday, because of the weekend and Monday being a public holiday. I was going to Kathmandu on Saturday morning. Since I was not going to be using the apartment, I agreed and jokingly told her not to bring any boyfriends as I did not want to get in trouble with her family. She said she would use the time to study. I was getting my stuff together for the early flight next morning when I heard the doorbell. I opened the door and she greeted me with a hug. She was wearing a summer dress and was carrying a small bag. As she hugged me I could feel her breasts squeezing into my chest, and I did not feel the obstruction of the bra. Her breasts moved freely as she let go. We went out for dinner that night and had some good conversation. We talked about music, books and current affairs. I was amazed at how much she kept up to date on things, and that she was way mature for her age. During the conversation I stole glances at her cleavage, which I am sure she noticed because she was shifting in ways that made her breasts move and display more than what the dress intended. Once we got home I gave her the extra set of keys, and informed her that the guest bathroom would not flush so she could use mine. "I don't want to disturb you," she said. "I am a very heavy sleeper, so it's not easy to disturb me," I lied. I woke up early next morning, took a quick shower, got ready and headed out without waking her up. Monday afternoon, I flew in, and headed straight to work from the airport. Even though it was a holiday, there were some things I needed to finish. I called S later during the day and informed her that I would be home in the evening. She sounded excited and said she had a surprise, although she would not tell me what it was. She opened the door, we hugged and I entered the apartment. She was wearing shorts and a loose fitting t-shirt. "Something smells nice," I remarked. "Yep, I am cooking dinner," she replied. I was surprised. We had dinner and shared a bottle of wine. Afterwards we talked while pretending to watch TV and sipping on wine. She told me about her ex-boyfriend from college, and how she was not in synch with him when they were going out. "In fact I have not met anyone who I have been in synch with. What about you? How is it with your wife?" I liked how she said in synch. I told her that I was very compatible with my wife, and intellectually we were great together, and truly enjoyed each other's company. "Yes, you both seem to be very fond of each other." "We are, but that does not mean we complement each other in every way." "How so?" she asked. The effect of wine was starting to show and I started becoming very candid. "Well, in some regards, we don't have that much in common." I explained to her that we had different perspective on sex. We differed greatly about enjoying sex. In fact my wife never had been much of a sexual person; she was more spiritual than sexual, whereas I chose to see spiritual dimension in sex, and also the primal nature of it. The many factors like physical, the anticipation, the surprise, the risk etc. It all made sex more than just the physical coupling, and more of a stimulant for the intellect, and that is what I truly enjoyed. Our conversation continued to discussion on erotic literature and how reading stories can be more of a stimulant than pictures or videos. But it was getting late and I decided to call it a night. After wishing each other goodnight I went to my room, and left the door slightly ajar so the door would not make much noise, in case she needed to use the bathroom. I am not sure what time it was, but I woke up and heard some soft moans. I was sleeping lying on my side, and I barely opened my eyes. I could see a silhouette next to the bathroom door. I discreetly looked to get a better view. There was enough light coming from the living room because the TV was on. S was standing against the wall. Her panties were down just above her knees. Her one hand was making some slithering movements around her crotch area, and her other hand was massaging her left breast. The t-shirt was bunched up showing both her breasts. She was playing with herself softly, in my room, looking at me, and trying to control her moans which she was not fully successful. I was not sure what to do. Either this girl got off being a voyeur or she was really attracted to me, either way I was glad but I loved the voyeur aspect. So I controlled my breathing, turned around lying on my back, pretending to be moving in my sleep. I put my forearm across my forehead, so that my eyes would be in complete shadow. She froze for a moment but continued once she realized I was only moving in my sleep. During the whole time her hands did not speed up, only a deliberate slow movement, which only she fully understood and appreciated. Her other hand changed a few times between her breasts, also in very controlled manner, not trying to make any extra movements so as to prevent me from being disturbed, and waking up. I think the whole thing lasted about five minutes, and she pulled out her hand, pulled up her panties, pulled down her t-shirt and silently walked out. I could not believe what had just happened. I did not want to make any noise, because I did not want her to think I had been a witness to her private (yet public) session. I tried to move around in the bed to calm my hard-on, and decided against doing anything and tried to fall asleep. Next morning when I woke up, I was confused whether the event from the night had actually transpired or something I had imagined. I was pretty sure it had happened but there was no way to verify it, as I did not want to bring it up. So after getting showered and dressed I decided to make some breakfast. S had fallen asleep on the couch. She was still asleep and was lying on her side with the blanket crumpled between her legs, as if she was riding it. Her long t-shirt covered most of her upper body, but it had bunched up around her waist, partly revealing her ass, and panties. She was wearing high cut white cotton panties that were snuggly fit around her ass. It was a picture perfect moment. After ogling for a few seconds, I rushed to the kitchen to make some breakfast, and tried to create some noise so that she would wake up. Still I could not hear her getting up or moving around. The breakfast was ready; however I decided to do laundry as I had been away for the weekend and it would give me a good chance to go back to my room, look at her on the way to the washing machine which was in the hallway next to the living room. I gathered my clothes and headed to the washing machine. She was up, her blanket covering her legs, and her hands under the blanket. She looked at me, and greeted me good morning. I smiled at her, and said, "Did you have a good night's sleep?" "Yes, more than you can imagine," she said, with a slight smile. "Good I am making some breakfast." "Hey I am throwing these in the washing machine, if you have anything just pile them on top and I will put them in as well." She got up, and as she rose, she pulled her t-shirt down, but not before I got a quick glimpse of her panties. I also went to get a few other items that I had forgotten from the bathroom. When I came back she was already sitting on the couch, in the same position as before but watching TV. There were some clothes on top of the laundry basket. As I reached to put my clothes on the pile, I saw that on top was a white underwear, laid in such a way that the inside part was slightly exposed, and it had some wet spots. My ears became red as blood rushed to my face, and my heart paced faster. I quickly grabbed the basket, and headed to the washing machine hiding from her view. I started to put the clothes in the washer, and when I got to the white panties, I instinctively pulled them to my nose and took a long silent whiff. They smelled fantastic, the aroma of a wet pussy. There was no doubt that these were the panties she had been wearing earlier, and that she had been playing with herself. What I could not figure out was if this was in purpose, or just a natural act. This was getting interesting. After turning on the washer, I went to the kitchen, and started to set the table. I called out to her to join me for breakfast. She came and sat on the chair. She was still wearing just the oversized t-shirt. The dining table was a small contemporary four seater, with a glass top. As she sat down she made sure that her t-shirt covered all the way down to her knees. I did try to sneak a few glances just to verify if she was wearing any underwear, but I was not successful. "Hope you don't mind my attire," she remarked casually. "Not at all," I responded, and followed up with, "would you mind hanging out the clothes to dry after they are done." We did not have a dryer, but there was a cloth line in the patio area of the apartment for drying clothes. She mentioned that she would probably leave in the afternoon, and also asked if she could leave some of her clothes at the apartment. I did not have any problems with that and I told her to just keep the extra key for a while. That evening, as I sat in-front of the TV, all I could think about was the things that I have seen with S. Then I remembered that she had left some clothes in the guest room. I found her bag and opened it. There were some jeans on top and I removed them digging further. Then I found what I was looking for, a pair of white panties. I quickly grabbed it and pulled it to my nose, like an addict. Something dropped. I picked it up. It was a folded note. It read, "I knew you were awake that night. Thanks for letting me enjoy. If you don't want it to progress, leave this note where you found it. --s" A few days later, I was home alone in the evening. It was a Thursday night, and I did not have anything going. I got done eating early, so I decided to chill in the living room. I got myself a beer and my laptop and started browsing. It wasn't long before I was reading erotic stories online. There was a knock on the door. Since I was not expecting anyone, I hesitated to answer. Then I heard keys, and the lock turned and the door opened. It was S, in a knee length dress. "Hi. Sorry I thought you were not home. Just came to get my bag. Hope I am not disturbing you." "Come on in, I was working anyway," I said. She went to the guest room, and in a few minutes came out with her bag. I was pretending to type something on the laptop, thus kept my focus on it, knowing that if I got up, she would clearly see my hard-on. I felt her walk towards me, drop the bag and then climb on the couch. Before I knew what was happening, she had put one leg on either side of me on the couch, lifted her dress with one hand, pressed my head against the couch with the other, and lowered her wet pussy into my mouth. I reached to grab her ass, and pulled her more into my mouth, and rolled my tongue around inside her, devouring her pussy. I was very hungry for it. I licked the folds of her pussy, and rubbed my nose in her pubic hair. Her hair was shiny and silky and the smell was intoxicating. She removed my right hand from her ass and put it on her left breast and squeezed it. I licked slow and fast, inside and outside while grabbing her ass and breast. She was rubbing her pussy over my mouth while her hands still had a firm grip on my head. I was beyond turned on, like I was sucking her energy into me. Her moans became climatic, and the floodgates were opened. I lapped up the juices. It was unabated frenzy. Suddenly, she moved away, got down from the couch, fixed her dress, picked up her bag and walked towards the door. As she reached the door she turned around and said "Sorry to leave so soon, my boyfriend is waiting downstairs." With that she closed the door and was gone, leaving me in a state of shock, and my whole being marked by her scents. My Adventures with Schoolboys. My name is Stephanie and I am 37 years old. I am married to Stephen who is a very understanding husband. We have only one child, our son Chad who has just turned 18 years. Stephen and I married when I was 18 (Stephen was 22) and the reason we married so quickly was simply I was pregnant with Chad! I had had lots of boyfriends when I was at college and had been very sexually active with them all, in fact I had fucked around with so many boys I just couldn't remember them all. I had been away from boys for a couple of weeks after a rather nasty breakup with my last boyfriend but when I went to a bar with a couple of girls after a day of heavy sport I met Stephan. It was a joke right from the start - Stephen and Stephanie - our names were meant for each other. Anyway, I had quite a bit to drink and when Stephen offered to drive me home I thought that was a good idea. I think I passed out in his car almost as I got in and when I woke up I was lying in bed - his bed - and I was naked and so was he. At this stage he hadn't fucked me but he woke me up to tell me he was about to do it! What a gentleman! I sobered up very quickly and, looking at his naked body and seeing such a lovely hard but big cock sticking out in front of his body quickly made up my mind. I laid back, spread my legs, and he was in me fucking me like mad! I must say I enjoyed the sex and we did it several times before he told me I had to go home. He helped me dress and then called a taxi and I arrived home, rather late, and very well fucked! I usually insist on condoms with any man I don't know very well but I got a bit carried away and a month or so later I knew I was pregnant. I had seen Stephen several times between the time we fucked and I found I was pregnant but we didn't fuck then - we only talked. As soon as I knew I was pregnant I contacted him and we met for coffee and I told him. He didn't seem very upset and simply asked me if I wanted to marry him or get an abortion and I chose marriage! That was how we came to be married. Once Chad arrived we had a new purpose in life - looking after Chad - and I am afraid I was a little neglected and so was Stephen. Chad seemed to take up all of our time and efforts and when we got into bed we were too tired to fuck except on some occasions when we found the energy. Our sex life deteriorated to about 3 times per month and, although that was quite satisfying at the time, I missed it between the sessions. Stephen didn't seem to be so concerned about the lack of sex. Once Chad began school I had more free time and this allowed me to improve our sex life a bit but Stephen seemed to have lost a lot of his desire. We hadn't had sex for about 2 months one time and when we did have it, Stephen really enjoyed himself. He suggested I should look around and see if I could get some other man to fuck me and that would be quite alright with Stephen provided I told him every detail of the fuck! I was very surprised at this because Stephen had been rather jealous of myself with other men even though he wasn't fucking me himself. Although I really did my best to find a suitable man to fuck me I didn't have any success - I guess I was such a coward I was afraid to approach any man at all. Stephen knew I was willing but didn't know how to go about it so he told me he would arrange for another man to fuck me! I was quite worried about this but agreed to go along with him and his idea. It turned out that he didn't know anyone suitable either and so we ended up in a bar, on the other side of the city, with me dressed by Stephen to look like a slut ready to pick up a stranger. Stephen had told me I was to only wear a short skirt, shoes and a small top which would tie under my breasts. I asked about a bra and panties and was told they wouldn't be necessary. Stephen had helped me get ready by shaving my legs but he didn't want my underarms or pubic hair shaved - he is a bit of a hair freak (and I love him for it). He applied lipstick to my nipples to make them more noticeable under my fairly sheer top and made sure the top he selected had no sleeves on it because he wanted men to see my hairy underarms and my hairy forearms. He had the notion that a girl with hairy underarms was very sexy and would do anything. We drank at this bar for about an hour and then drinks made me feel a bit more relaxed although I was dreading being picked up. Then it happened. A nice looking man sat on the stool next to mine and engaged in conversation with me. He bought me a drink and ignored Stephen because I think he thought Stephen was trying to pick me up. The man placed his hand on my knee and slowly ran his hand up my leg until it was right under my skirt and fast approaching my cunt. I glanced at Stephen and he nodded his approval and so I turned slightly so this man could easily reach right up my leg and touch my cunt lips. I jumped as he touched me and then the man asked me if I would go outside with him for some fresh air. It was then that Stephen spoke up. He said, "This woman is my wife but she will be quite prepared to fuck you if you can get us all a room. I must go with you for her protection but I won't interfere while you are together. Do you still want to go with my wife?" The man, Nick, readily agreed and he walked out with us telling us he could easily get a room in a motel nearby. We went with him to the motel and he was a very gentle lover. He stripped his clothes off and I saw the most beautiful cock in the world. He was very large but I knew I would be comfortable with him. He came over to me and slipped my dress off in one easy movement and then we moved over to the bed where he placed his cock in my mouth for me to suck. I sucked it loving every moment of it. Stephen sat, fully dressed, in the corner watching intently as I sucked this lovely cock. When he was nearly ready to cum he pulled from my mouth and moved between my legs and began sucking and licking my cunt and clit soon bringing me to orgasm. He moved further up my body and entered me in a single thrust. He then started slowly fucking me and, as I said, he was a gentle lover. We reach orgasm together and she shot his load of cum into my depths and then laid on my body caressing me and kissing me passionately. Soon he rolled over and we both rested. We were so glad we were able to leave Chad with my mother so that meant we had the whole night to ourselves. During the night Nick fucked me 5 times before dawn. Stephen had been in the chair in the corner the whole night while we lay in the bed having a wonderful time. We had breakfast together and then, as a parting gesture, I sucked Nick's cock until he came in my mouth. I loved swallowing his cum and I was sorry to see him leave. That was about 4 years ago. Stephen was highly delighted watching me get fucked by another man but he only allowed me to pick up a stranger once more using the very same tactics. This meant we were only having occasional sex except when I was fucked 5 times by the other stranger. I wanted more sex but just couldn't seem to work out how I could get more by myself. This changed when Chad had his 18th birthday. Because it was a special occasion we threw a party for him inviting many of his school friends along. This, of course, included lots of girls as well as boys. Stephen and I acted as hosts and we organized the drinks and supper and just let the others go and do their own thing. I am sure Chad took one of the girls to his bedroom and fucked her but I have no proof of that but I did watch the girl afterwards and she was very flushed for the rest of the night. It was towards the end of the party - near midnight - that I needed to go to the toilet to pee. We have three toilets in the house and I chose the toilet attached to our bedroom as the others seemed to have queues waiting for a vacancy. I was sitting on the toilet peeing when suddenly the bathroom door opened and in came one of Chad's friends - a tall well-built sporty type called Aaron. Aaron didn't hesitate - he came over to me and while I was sitting on the toilet with my panties around my knees and my short dress hardly covering me he began kissing me using a lot of tongue! I was startled and couldn't pee anymore. He wouldn't allow me to rise but continued kissing me (I was responding by this time) and he reached over for some toilet paper and began wiping my cunt lips! I was astounded that he would be so daring. He kept me sitting on the toilet while he pulled my panties off and threw them into a clothes hamper near the shower. He then unbuttoned my blouse and took that off still kissing me hard. Then off came my bra and now I was half naked in this young man's arms. He then undid the clasp on my skirt, undid the zip, and pulled it up and over my head. I helped him by lifting my arms over my head. When my skirt was completely off and I was sitting naked on the seat he held my arms above my head and admired my hairy underarms (I still kept them unshaven) and he buried his face in my hairs. He then pulled me off the toilet and lifted me in his arms and carried me into the bedroom. We hadn't hardly said a word to this time. He laid me on the bed, spread my legs and began sucking my hairy cunt lips and my clit. He soon had me very aroused and then he began playing with my breasts and nipples. I am rather proud of my breasts and nipples because of their size, shape and the length of the nipples. He soon had me totally aroused when he was sucking and biting on my nipples. At this time he was in just the right position for me to hold his very large cock and position it so he could gently push it into my cunt! Sufficient to say he fucked me as well as I had ever been fucked before and we reached orgasm together! We lay joined by his cock and my cunt for several minutes before he pulled his cock (still fairly hard) from me and moved so he could push his cock into my mouth. I took his cock in my mouth gladly and sucked him until he came in my mouth. He then thanked me and told me he would be back in about 30 minutes to fuck me again. He told me to be here in the bedroom alone and he would find his way back and fuck me again. I just couldn't believe my ears. What had I done - I had fucked one of Chad's school friends! As arranged, Aaron was back in the 30 minutes and sure enough he fucked me again and once again we came together. I was rather sticky from the first session and now I was completely wet and dripping cum everywhere. Before he left he told me he would be back here at my home on Tuesday (tonight was Saturday) about 3pm and we would fuck again. Almost automatically I said yes and he was gone. I tried to clean myself up as best I could by it was a very sloppy mess. I waited until the guests had gone and then told Stephen I would have a shower because I felt so tired. I had worn an old pair of panties after Aaron had left me and these were filled with tissues to absorb some of the cum which was still running out of me. My shower covered my sins nicely and I slept wonderfully. But what had I let myself in for? Tuesday afternoon right on the dot of 3pm, Aaron rang the doorbell. I knew he would be coming as he said and I only had a very light dressing gown on. As soon as he was inside the door he began kissing me and soon had the robe off me and I was naked in front of him again. We hurried to the bedroom where he sucked and kissed me just as before until I couldn't stand it any longer and begged him to fuck me! He sure fucked me! Within the hour before he left he fucked me twice and I sucked him off once enjoying swallowing his cum. He left telling me he would be back on Friday at 3pm. Friday was an exact copy of Tuesday. He fucked me twice and I sucked him off once. This was the start of a routine where he called to the house on Tuesday and Friday for the next 3 months. Now I was getting regular fucking and I was enjoying his youthful ability. Things changed after this when he told me he wanted to spend a whole night with me. I told him that would be difficult but he insisted and so I made up an excuse about visiting an old school friend in another city and Stephen and Chad were happy for me to go. I met Aaron in a motel (the same motel I had enjoyed my first extramarital fuck) and we spent the whole weekend fucking! We met on the Friday evening and had a quick meal and then into bed. He fucked me as often as he could get his cock hard and that didn't take very long most of the time. He had wonderful recuperative powers. We rested on the Saturday morning and then fucked all afternoon and night before we had to leave the room. We went to a nearby nudist beach where we frolicked together completely nude and when no-one was looking he fucked me on the beach. Then it was back home with all sorts of lies about how my friend was. Now we moved back to the twice a week sex and I looked forward to these afternoons eagerly - I was at last getting very good sex and, although I was fucking Stephen whenever he felt he wanted to, I was much more excited about Aaron. Aaron asked for another weekend alone and so I arranged for another visit to my friend. I had no trouble with Stephen nor Chad because they both wanted me to have a good time and get away for a spell. I think they enjoyed each other's company without me. When Aaron and I arrived at the motel we rushed to the room and fucked as hard as we could. We fucked steadily each time he became hard again and by 11pm I had been fucked 4 times and had sucked him off once. I was feeling exhilarated and really looking forward to the rest of the weekend with Aaron when there was a knock at the door. Aaron jumped up and opened the door. He was quite naked answering the door and this surprised me. In came 4 of his school mates and they leered at my naked body on the bed - Aaron had thrown all of the bed clothes into a corner and we were just on the mattress with a sheet covering it! Aaron came back to me and began kissing me and playing with my breasts and nipples and then I felt other hands on my body. When I looked at the other boys they were all naked with stiff erections! I knew I was about to be gangbanged by these lads. Sure enough, one after the other, they fucked me. They shot their loads of cum into my cunt and several of them, later in the night, fucked me in my asshole. I hadn't been fucked in my asshole since before I married Stephen (he didn't like anal sex) and so it was an almost new experience which I loved. Soon my cunt and asshole were filled with cum. The cum which they deposited in my mouth was swallowed so there wasn't a build-up there. The five lads stayed all night and I didn't get any sleep - I was fucked continuously by them all night. I was rather sore but I was totally satisfied but glad when they stopped fucking me about 10am and the 4 lads left Aaron and myself alone! Aaron wanted to know how I enjoyed myself and I had to tell him apart from my tiredness, I felt wonderful but very sloppy in the holes. He showered me and cleaned me up as well as he could and then I had to sleep. I woke again in the afternoon late when he was fucking me again but as soon as we had both cum, I went back to sleep. After a shower on the Saturday evening we went out for a meal and most of the tiredness had left me. We returned to the room after the meal and fucked again. About 11pm there was a knock at the door and I realized I was in for another long night session. This time there were 7 lads and this lot really fucked me all night. Because there were so many of them on lots of occasions I had a cock in my cunt, one in my asshole and another in my mouth. I was really fucked this night and again I didn't get one wink of sleep - I was fucked continuously. Thereafter began a constant stream of school boys to my home in the afternoons. Sometimes there would be 3 or 4 on the one afternoon - straight after school until it was time for Chad to return home. He had lots of extra-curricular classes and he was never home before 5.30pm which was half an hour before Stephen. This meant I was being fucked at least 5 - 9 times each afternoon of the week and upwards of 30 times when I spent a weekend with Aaron and his friends. During this time I was always on the pill and didn't fear pregnancy but the one thing I did fear was STD - sexually transmitted diseases - and I became a regular at my doctor's office being constantly tested for these diseases. The doctor knew of my sexual activity and didn't judge me for my actions - in fact he said on once occasion it was only his ethics which prevented him from enjoying my body too! Chad graduated and left home to further his studies in the university so that meant I had a lot more free time with my lovers. Although I didn't contract any social diseases I certainly did suffer from a very sore cunt! After so much fucking it was no wonder it was raw on some occasions. This meant less fucking while I recovered but I was able to offer my asshole and my mouth instead. Reluctantly I had to limit some of the sex activity because although I loved it all, it was getting to be too much - my poor cunt just couldn't stand the constant sex. I wondered how prostitutes managed but then I realized they probably weren't fucked any where near as much as I was! Now I had lads coming in on Monday's, Wednesday's and Fridays and I had temporarily suspended the weekend sex! By now these lads were grown men and some married and stopped and some moved away from the district but these were replaced by the younger lads coming on behind them. In total I was fucked on this regular basis for 5 1/2 years before I contracted an STD. I wasn't really serious but it shocked me and prevented me from having sex with the lads and Stephen. Stephen wanted to know why I wouldn't have sex with him and I decided I had better come clean and tell him something. My plea for more sex had fallen on deaf ears over the years and I told him I had had sex with another man who had infected me! He laughed at me and told me I was stupid for having sex with a man he hadn't selected and it served me right! I couldn't believe he wasn't cross with me. He told me he had selected the first man to fuck me and had made sure he was clean before he allowed him to fuck me. It all looked so casual but he had obtained a certificate from the man's doctor to say he was clean! So much for me picking up the man - it was all arranged. No sex for 3 months saw the disease completely cleared up and I could resume sex again but by this time I had lost touch with Aaron and all of his friends and so I was now sexless except from what I could get out of Stephen. I begged him to set up another session like the first I had had but he just wasn't interested in getting relief for me. I enjoyed my sexually active years so much I suppose I had better be thankful for all that I received but I would like to say I really miss the young men and their lovely cocks but I have bought a vibrator and make very good use of that! I remain married to Stephen and as I said we fuck occasionally but I really enjoy that vibrator but I think it is getting worn our and I had better buy a new one - much larger of course!