0 comments/ 39264 views/ 2 favorites Me And My BF By: aishagrey My name is Aisha and you may have read about my experiences with my uncle in Panama and a bus ride I experienced there. Well I am now 27 and living and working here, in the USA. I have a good job and the work is good and the people I work with are mostly very friendly and I enjoy associating with them. This is the story of one of those co-workers who I dated for a while. We had a friendly exchange of funny comments etc, over a period of a few weeks and he finally asked me out. He was older then I was, he was in his 50's but he and I had found a lot of common things together and we clicked, so I started going out with him. Like all dates we at some time started to talk about our sexual experiences.. He had his own stories and we learned that we had some crazy experiences and so we started to fuck each other. He was pretty ff the wall sometimes and he had me doing stuff I had never thought to do. For example we were walking to our car after dinner one night when he all of a sudden pushes me against the side of his car in the restaurant parking lot. He pushed his crotch into my ass and was grinding against me right there in the open. I was afraid someone would come out and see us, but he did not care and he continued to grind away. Although I was shocked by this, I could feel that I was also excited as a wetness started between my legs. I was wearing a pair of slacks and a blouse and the slacks were secured to my waist by a rope belt. He started to undo the rope belt and was forcing my pants down around my thighs, I managed to loosen the belt for him, while he let his own pants drop to the ground, right here in the parking lot for the world to see, it was almost too hot and I felt my pussy getting wetter and wetter. It was a good thing because he was being very aggressive that night, maybe it was the thrill of being seen, but he no sooner freed his cock then he was trying to find the opening to my pussy. I bent down a little and opened my legs as far as I could with my pats still around my thighs, and he managed to get himself lined up and he just pounded his cock into me, he was very rough, not gentle at all as he thrust his hard cock into my thankfully wet pussy. It was not a long fuck and we both came quickly. He pulled out when he came and his cum sprayed my ass and lower back. He insisted we dress quickly and made me just pull my slacks up over his cum, and we jumped in the car and went home. These kinds of crazy sex scenes did not happen often, but when they did they were so off the wall that I always got so excited I did not always think about the right and wrong of things. For example We were at his home one night and I had just finished ordering in some pizza, when he comes out of the bedroom stark naked with his cock as hard as it gets. I had to laugh he looked funny coming at me with his cock so hard and straight. I told him that for a 50 year old man he sure did not need a whole lot of motivation to get it up! He was on me in a flash kissing me and taking off my clothes, or at least my blouse, I was happy I had not worn a bra, he was so anxious he would have ruined it ripping it form my body. But his aggressive action were turning me on , I like d his forceful approach, my pussy was turning to jelly as he continued to assault me with kisses and grope my tits. He was not abusive, but he knew what he wanted and he quickly had me laying on the floor on my back while he positioned his ass above my face a "tea bagged" me, sitting so his balls rested in my mouth while he stroked his 6 inch slightly curved cock above me face. He was uncut and that is a major turn on for me and my pussy just kept getting closer and closer to the edge. He changed his position and took his balls from my mouth and forced his cock deep into my throat. I had learned how to take a cock into my throat so as he pushed it in. I let it slide down my throat enjoying the feel of all that cock sliding through my mouth. He bent over and pushed my pants and panties to my ankles, then he pulled my knees up and pushed them to the sides so he could eat my pussy with the same aggression he had shown all night. His tongue was darting allover an in my pussy, licking my clit, fucking me and even licking and penetrating my asshole, always fast boom-boom here and everywhere and it was driving me crazy. I could not even moan because his cock was still pumping in and out of my throat. As I said he was almost manic that night and just as I was getting a rhythm with his cock in my throat, and enjoying the feel of his tongue darting around my cunt, he shifts position again, and ends up sitting on my chest, with his cock between my 36 inch tits. He elect not to use any lube, and he pushes my tits together and starts to fuck my tits. Thankfully with all we had done and all the sucking his cock was wet and slid effortlessly between my tits. I must tell you now that I love the sight of a cock sliding between my tits, the head disappearing and shooting out again aimed at my face, it turns me on like crazy. He must have been close because he was like a wild man fucking my tits so fast and sure enough he soon came with such force that his cum bathed my chin and neck with gobs of cream white fluid. I got up and was about to get dressed when he asked if I wanted a drink of water, I started to wipe his cum from my chin and neck and he comes up behind me and grabs me telling me that round two is still to cum and not to get dressed. I had managed to get my top on but my pant and panties were still around my ankles, and he started to hump the back of my ass with his now re hardened cock. He pushed me over, almost making me fall with my pant still around my ankles, but I did not and he pressed the tip of his cock against my asshole and he slowly pushed himself into my ass, wow, it was intense. I am no stranger to having my ass fucked, but tonight with his aggression and the fast pace, when he seated his cock deep in my ass it was an intensely wonderful fullness. As he started to pump into me. We both straightened a bit and his motions would force me to my toes every time he thrust inside my ass. I was already wet and had cum once before and I came again (yes I can and do cum from being ass fucked, just about every time) , as he banged my ass and me against the wall with each thrust. Then the door bell rang, Pizza was here! I figured he would pull out and go get the food, but he told me I had to get the door and he walked me to the door with his cock buried in my ass , his arm around my waist and had me answer the door. I only opened the door far enough to pay the guy and told him to leave the pizza on the porch, all the while I have this cock in my ass and I am trying my best to act natural and not let him see my naked ass, thank god I had managed to put my top on. Somehow I did it, and closed th e door and he resumed pumping into my ass. I knew I would need to spur him on so I started squeezing my ass cheeks and that sent him over the edge and I felt his cum explode on my ass. If you have not had that experience it is wonderful to feel that cock shoot off in you ass. Any way we stand there and I feel his cock shrinking in my ass and I expect he will pull it out when I feel and odd thing in my ass, I realized soon enough he was peeing in my. I was shocked I did not know if I was mad or what, that had never happened to me before. I felt a bit disgusted but I let it go, the rest of the night had been so good, I orgasmed twice, got a cum facial. After that night our sex session were always like that crazy and different, he did try peeing in my ass once more but I told him it stunk and no more. I am not sure if some of the other night we had are worthy of writing about, but look for more stories form me about my life, I have had some exciting times. Thanks Aisha Me and My BFF "Oh my god! Sherri, you are never going to believe this! Come look!" "What?" Sherri, my roommate and best friend since eighth grade, put down her true trash novel and looked over my shoulder at the computer monitor. "Carol told me this classified ads website had a place where people actually advertised for casual sex. I didn't believe her, but every one of these is just that! Listen. Man, 28, D & D free non-smoker, looking to spend tonight screwing a hottie, NSA. If you're a D & D free non-smoker between the ages of 22 and 32, good looking and as horny as I am, reply with a picture. Yours get mine." "Holy shit! Is he for real?" "That's just one! There are hundreds! This page is listed as 'M4W'. I guess that means men looking for women. There are also listings for W4M, W4W and M4M. Oh, shit. Look. Here are listings for MW4W, MW4M, W4MM and M4WW. Does that mean one man wants to fuck two women?" "I don't know. Check one and see what it says." I open the first one on the page. "Mature gentleman wants to spend the night pleasing two attractive young women. I am a D & D free non-smoker, 62 YO, in good physical condition. If you and your friend are 21-25 YO D & D free non-smokers and have ever wondered what it would be like to have one man make both of you cum at the same time, tonight may be the best chance you'll get to find out. NSA. Your pictures get mine, nude gets nude." "Holy shit!" Sherri is as surprised as I am. "What are all of these letters? D & D, YO, NSA?" "I'm not sure. I guess the YO means years old. D & D free might mean disease and drug free. NSA could mean no strings attached, I guess." "What is he, some kind of pervert? 'If you and your friend are 21-25 YO D & D free non-smokers and have ever wondered what it would be like to have one man make both of you cum at the same time, tonight may be the best chance you'll get to find out.' How's he think he's going to make two women cum at once, unless ...? Oh, shit! He is a perv!" "Look, Sherri, there are probably twenty that were posted today and then more from yesterday and then the day before. I can't believe anyone would answer an ad like that! One man claiming he can make two women cum at once! But I have to admit, it makes me hot just thinking about it!" "Toni! You're joking, right? You wouldn't really answer an ad like that!" "No! But it does make me hot thinking about watching you cum at the same time that the guy is making me cum. Doesn't that turn you on? Even a little?" Even as Sherri denied getting turned on, I could see her squirming in her seat. For the next hour or so we didn't talk about the ad. Sherri went back to reading her book and I tried to find something interesting on the internet. But my mind kept going back to that one phrase, 'what it would be like to have one man make both of you cum at the same time'. "Toni." "Hmmm?" "Do you think he could? Do you think that 'mature gentleman' could actually make both of us cum at the same time?" Sherri was practically whispering. I turned around and looked at her. I'd known her for nearly nine years, but I'd never seen her look like that. I couldn't tell if she was turned on or what, but she really looked hot! "There's only one way to find out." I realized I was whispering , too. "We need pictures. I think he said if we sent him pictures of us nude, he'd send back a picture of himself, also nude." Sherri got up slowly from her chair and began pulling her shirt over her head. Within a few moments we were both naked. She posed in front of the fireplace first and then I handed her my phone and took her place at the fireplace. A few minutes later, shorts and shirts restored, I sat back down at the computer and called back up the ad. Finding the hot link to the guys e-mail, I started to type. 'I don't believe I'm doing this. My name is Antonia, but everyone calls me Toni. I'm 22 years old and I don't do drugs or smoke. I guess you'd say I'm attractive, but you can decide that for yourself. I'm the redhead. The blonde is my roommate and best friend Sherri. She's 22 also. Neither one of us ever thought about having one guy make both of us cum – until we saw your ad. Our first thought was that you were some kind of conceited pervert. You really think you can make both of us cum at once? But an hour later we realized that neither one of us had been able to quit thinking about it. So, if you like our pictures, you can 'cum' to our place for tonight – NSA.' I attached the two pictures we had taken standing nude in front of the fireplace. We had turned just enough from full front to show our boobs. Sherri's are a bit bigger than mine but neither one of us really needs to wear a bra and the pictures looked pretty hot. Twenty minutes later we had a response from Gentleman Hank with two pictures attached. The first was taken in a mirror of him standing naked in his bathroom. The second was a close up of a really big hard-on. He offered to bring pizza and a bottle of wine if we'd tell him where we lived. Instead we made arrangements to meet at the pizza shop and he followed us back home. We talked as we each ate a slice of pizza and drank a glass of wine and I came to the conclusion that Hank really was a 'gentleman'. He seemed to be the real deal, kind and thoughtful, with a great sense of humor. As I put the remaining pizza on the kitchen counter, Sherri asked if it was time to get undressed. "I really want to see both of you as naked as you were in the pictures you sent," Hank replied. "I have a feeling both of you are even better looking naked than the pictures showed. But I think the slower we take things this evening the more we'll all enjoy everything. If you have a deck of cards, maybe we could play a game of strip poker." I produced a deck and he explained that we'd each get a 3 card hand and the person with the best hand would take one piece of clothing off the person with the worst hand. It was only a few minutes before Sherri was taking off my blouse. During the next half hour I took off her blouse and Hank's shirt. He took off my jeans and Sherri's jeans and bra. Then I won the next hand and took off his jeans. Then I lost 2 hands in a row. Hank took off my bra and Sherri took off my panties. I gave Hank a theatrical turnaround and then sat back down. "I guess I sit out a few hands now while the two of you finish undressing each other." "I think it would be more exciting if you kept playing" Hank said. "But if I lose I don't have anything left to take off." "That's okay. If you lose you give the winner a couple of minutes of oral sex." "But what if I lose and Sherri wins?" "Then when we all get undressed, Sherri gets a couple minutes of the best pussy licking you can give her." Sherri and I both gasped and looked at each other in total shock. We had both thought it would be hot to share Hank, but sex with each other had never crossed our minds. Hank continued. "Look, if you two aren't willing to spice things up a little, that's okay. I understand. But if you're willing to try something new, we can all have a really great time. I mean, there are only so many ways I can satisfy both of you at the same time. And, I hate to admit it, but there is a limit to my stamina. If, on the other hand, you're willing to try something new, I think there's a real good chance we can keep the party going strong all night." We never took our eyes off each other. After nearly ten years of very close friendship we were almost telepathic, but for what seemed to be several minutes I couldn't read her. And then slowly her eyes moved down over my tits and to my pussy and back up to meet mine. The nod was so close to imperceptible that I don't think Hank could have seen it. "Deal," I whispered. I don't know if I was hoping to lose or win, but I did lose and Sherri did win. "Well," Hank said, "I guess in a few minutes we're gonna find out if you know how to eat pussy." He dealt again and he won and Sherri lost. As He took off her panties I could feel myself getting even more excited thinking about the chance that she might lick my pussy. Hank dealt another hand. I wonder if he knows how to stack a deck of cards. Sherri's hand was a pair of kings. She smiled as she laid it down, sure that she had won again. Hank laid down a pair of aces and looked at me. I had three sixes! Hank grinned. "So now, Sherri, you get to return Toni's favor. You'll find out just how good her pussy tastes." The next hand he finally lost his undershorts and we found out that his cock was even bigger and harder than the picture had made it look. "Okay, girls let's put the cards away , take one more sip of wine and start enjoying a little – no make that a lot of sex!" "I tell you what, Toni. I know I didn't "owe" you anything from the card game, but if you stretch out right there, Sherri can kneel at your shoulders and you can lick that gorgeous cunt of hers while I eat yours." I didn't need any convincing. As Sherri knelt over my face I felt his tongue begin to tease my clit. I gently started licking Sherri. I was really surprised at how much I liked the taste of her pussy. Two minutes later when the cell phone timer buzzed I didn't want to stop eating Sherri's cunt. I couldn't believe how good it tasted, or how much it turned me on to have her squirming on my face, I'm sure she was really close to a climax. And I really didn't want Hank to stop eating my pussy. Just a few more seconds and I was sure I would cum. But he did stop. "Okay, Sherri, it's your turn to lie down and let me take over where Toni left off, while you get to finish what I started." Sherri pulled her pussy away from my mouth and laid down beside me. "Hurry up, Toni. I can't wait to find out what your pussy tastes like!" I knelt over her face and her tongue found my pussy and pushed hard against my clit. I started to cum almost immediately and from the way she drove her tongue into me, Hank must have been making her cum, too. I looked over my shoulder and watched as he licked and sucked her pussy. The cell phone timer buzzed several minutes too soon. I wanted to keep cuming in Sherri's mouth for at least another hour! "Okay, girls," Hank whispered, "it's time to find out if I can keep my promise. We'll see if I really can make both of you cum at once. Who gets the cock first?" "Toni wrote the e-mail and put the pictures together," Sherri said. "I think she should get the privilege." "Okay, Toni, slide that sweet pussy all the way down on this and we'll try to move real slow. Sherri, if you bring that hot little pussy down here, we'll see if I can work as much magic with my tongue as I do with my cock." I pushed my pussy down onto his hard-on and started a slow rocking up and down as Sherri settled down over his face. She leaned back and I took those awesome tits in my hands and gently squeezed her nipples as Hank pushed his cock deeper and deeper into my cunt. Sherri was leaning back far enough that I could see Hank's mouth clamped tight against her crotch. It didn't really take very long for me to reach my climax. Sherri and Hank had both eaten me out only a short while ago and I was watching him eat her while he fucked me. Only a few moments after I start to cum I felt Sherri stiffen and arch her back, pushing her cunt harder against Hank's tongue as she started to cum again. And then I felt Hank explode inside me. After a few minutes we all collapsed on the bed. "God, Sherri, wait until you feel his cock pumping your pussy full of cum! it was even hotter holding your tits and watching you rub your pussy all over his face! I don't think I ever came that hard!" "I could tell! I thought you were going to pinch my nipples completely off! Are you almost ready to go again, Hank? I really want that hard-on in my pussy, now!" Hank needed a few more minutes to get his breathing back to normal, but his cock seemed to be ready almost as soon as he pulled it out of me. "Okay," he said, "Bring me that pussy, Toni. I want to suck my cum back out of your pussy while I'm filling Sherri's." Sherri didn't need any coaxing to push her cunt down onto Hank's cock and I pushed my pussy down onto his mouth just as quickly. I felt his tongue drive deep into my pussy and started to cum almost immediately. A few moments later Sherri squealed and her hands grabed my tits. "Oh my god, Toni, he's cuming in my pussy! Yes, Hank, yes! Fuck me!" I'm surprised that Hank wasn't choking as hard as I was cuming in his mouth. As we lay on the bed trying to catch our breath, Hank suggested that I might like the taste of his cum mixed with Sherri's. A few minutes later Sherri was kneeling over my face and I was sucking the cum out of her pussy. I was surprised that I could actually taste the difference between what Hank had left and her cum that followed it as I licked her out. It was three in the morning before we all took our turns under the hot water of the shower. I'd lost track of how many times I came, sometimes with Hank's hard-on in me, sometimes his tongue and as many times with Sherri eating me out. I'm pretty sure Sherri had as many climaxes as I did and Hank came close to that many, too. Hank left around four and we all knew we'd never see him again, but Sherri and I also knew that we didn't need to worry about when we'd get laid again – we can take care of each other any time we want to! Me and My Big Mouth I guess it was about five or so years ago that my life was just about to change dramatically. My wife Jen and I had been drinking some beers and we were both pretty well on our way when she asked me if I ever thought about having sex with another partner. I asked her what she meant and was really wondering why she would ask me that. She said she was just curious and that she loved me and proceeded to go down on me. She looked up at me and said she like how she could get my whole cock in mouth and then stuck her finger up my ass which made me blow my load like it does every time. A few months later Jen called me at work and said she had invited a friend of hers from her health club over for dinner and asked me if I would pick up a few bottles of wine on the way home. I had totally forgotten about the comment that she had made about having sex with another partner at that point. So I being he faithful husband picked up four bottles at my favorite wine store and headed home. When I got there my wife was in the kitchen making dinner and she asked me to entertain our guest while she finished up. I poured two glasses of wine and one more for Jen and headed into the living room expecting to find Jens new girl friend. Instead of course as you have probably predicted I found a guy around my age watching the news in my chair. He stood up and introduced him self as Rob. He seemed like a really nice guy but I was still really uncomfortable. I guess he could tell and so of course he started to be even nicer telling how nice my home was and how great my yard looked which of course made me even more wary of him and I proceeded to gulp down a few glasses of wine trying to figure out what the heck was going on. I was just about to ask just that when my wife let us boys know that dinner was ready. During dinner I got the nerve up to ask how Rob and Jen had become friends. They both thought this was funny because each of them had assumed the other had explained that Robs partner Jeff had to go away on business and had to miss out the dinner invitation that Jen had given them at the gym. Oh wow to bad I said while thinking to myself oh man what a relief. He's gay. As the evening went on we moved on to some shots of tequila which really loosened up my big mouth both figuratively and literally as you will see. I told Jeff that I had never met or talked to a gay man before and did he mind If I asked him some questions. He said shoot so I did. The first and last question I asked him about his sexuality was what had made him decide to be a gay man. He told me with a completely straight face that he loved getting oral sex and women had a really hard time getting his cock in their mouth because it was so big. I said you're kidding me right. (Pay attention reader because this is where I open my big mouth figuratively) I then said Jen can fit my whole cock in her mouth so I bet she could take you. Thinking he's gay I can talk to him. Jen laughed at that and I was not sure why. Jeff said to me Rob I'll take that bet but if she can't you have to finish it. I thought Jen would get really offended but she seemed amused and with a slightly drunken slur said ok big man whip out and fell to her knees in front of Rob. I was in total shock but my cock was rock hard and I couldn't speak. I was fixated on the two of them and waiting to see what would happen. Then Rob a casual as can be unbuckled his belt and let his pants drop to his ankles and stepped out of them. Then he turned around to present to my wife with the biggest cock she has ever had the pleasure of seeing. I knew now that Rob was fully expecting me to suck his cock and the thought of it was killing me. I couldn't go thru with it. In the mean time Jen was not wasting the opportunity and was trying in vain to get his whole head in her mouth. Rob laughed and winced at the toothy attempt my wife was making on his cock. She took a breather and said sorry lover there is just no way this is going to happen you bet on the wrong horse and laughed at her little joke about her friends giant cock. I Guess Rob could see the fear in my eyes and told me hey you really don't have to I was just having some fu.... I am not sure what it was that made me do it but I suddenly had to have him in my mouth is the literal part of my big mouth story. I licked and sucked his magnificent cock like a starving man eating his first meal in days I could tell he was about to blow his load from his super hard cock and his big juicy balls all tight and up on either side the thick base of his meaty cock but told him I would only make him cum if he fucked Jen which really surprised both of them but they both happily agreed. It was a great night of sex and sexual discovery for all of us. I really loved watching Jen get that huge cock in her pussy and I surprised all three of us even further when I sucked his cum out of her gapped and engorged pussy. I felt driven by a high energy lust and continued to get all three of us to try one new thing after another until the sun came up. Even after Rob fell asleep I felt compelled to lick and suck his cock. Since then Jen and I have had a lot of really good nights with some very hot and very well endowed men a lot of whom Rob has introduced us to and some we have met on our own. Me and My Big Mouth By Likegoodwinecopyrighted January 2011 Your votes and constructive comments are appreciated as they will help me grow. Thanks to grogers for his very, very patient editing * I am still surprised by the way people talk to each other; they speak the same language, but don't really understand each other. Or worse, they misunderstand each other. My love life seemed to be a string of such communication failures. Take for instance my first marriage. Helen and I had something special going. After three years of marriage, and four years living together we were a couple set for life. That is, until the day I opened my big mouth. We were having drinks with some friends at a little neighborhood pub only a few blocks from our apartment. We were discussing marriage, exclusivity and what it meant for us. It was a topic Helen and I had discussed many times. I know that she would have been willing to be in an open marriage, but I was not cut from that cloth. Our friends also seemed to share Helen's point of view, so I felt a bit cornered by them and my stance began to be a bit more defensive than a friendly discussion warranted. "We discussed that before, Helen and I, and my opinion hasn't changed. There's no fucking around in a happy marriage." "But what if it means nothing to have sex with somebody else? Not love, just sex?" asked Marites, a cute but annoying, small, gorgeous, Latino woman. The kind I could fuck without love but with mucho gusto! "It might mean nothing to you, but what about your spouse?" I answered. "If it is important to him, it should be to you, or you are really not made for each other." "And what about having sex, discreet sex, fulfilling sex, that makes your marriage even better? Many people I know have had a surge in their relationship when they had an affair, sex on the side." Marites husband, Mark, asked. "That's worse!" I almost yelled. All my friends and Helen were taken aback by my outburst. "Honesty is a pillar of marriage. If you can't be honest, it is time to opt out and move on. If you don't, what do you have left? A cheating and lying spouse! That's what you have left. I'll say one thing: if you need to fuck around, get the fuck out of my sight!" I said vehemently. That explosion of emotions had two different results. First, it stopped the conversation around the table. We all left the place within minutes and went back home. Second, two days later, all of Helen's belongings were gone and her wedding ring was sitting on the kitchen table on top of a small note. "Dear Peter, "You are right! Better to be honest with each other. I met somebody else, and before I sleep with him, it is better that I 'Get the fuck out of here'. "I wish you a good life because you are a good man -- just not my kind of man. "Helen" That's the first example. Now fast forward five years: I was married to Mary. She was all I ever wanted: a cute Catholic girl with sound principles regarding marriage. Everything was great, except maybe for the sex. Hey, she was still a virgin at 22 when I made her my bride! A dream girl, I'm telling you, a dream girl! Except for the sex, that is. No sex before the wedding. That's weird nowadays, but I was willing to go with the flow on that one. Could you believe that I had to plead with her to have sex on our wedding night? And don't talk to me about our honeymoon. I really hoped this honeymoon would be a repeat of the fuck fest from my first honeymoon. Instead, we had a lot of long walks hand in hand, many kisses and caresses and, when in bed, many blue balls. It hurt her the first time, and she didn't want to have sex for a few weeks. Back home, we settled for a mercy fuck once every month for a while, then once every two months. I knew that she didn't like talking about sex. "It's so dirty!" But I had to let her know that an average of 6 fucks a year was not nearly enough. "Oh come on, Peter! Don't talk like that! Sex is not important! The love we share is all that matters. There's no love in sex, it's just so animal..." Well, I took her at her word. Sex was not important, so I would get some elsewhere. I started a few weeks of romps with a co-worker, a little brunette that I met at a Christmas party. To tell the truth, the first weekend we spent together, I had more sex than the last year with my wife. But something wasn't right, and it was nagging at me just beyond my consciousness. It all came to me one night in bed when my wife inquired why I didn't beg for sex anymore. Honesty! You know, the concept that made my ex-wife leave me for another man? And then my big mouth, and some remnants of morality took over. "Ah, well, Baby! ... Er... You remember saying that sex wasn't important. That our love for each other was the only thing that matters?" I asked. "Yes, I remember saying that. Sex is certainly overrated, but I didn't mean to stop everything," she said, not really helping me. "Well if sex is not important to you, I though it wouldn't be a big deal if I got some elsewhere." I let out before thinking. "You mean you've been having sex with other women? Outside our marriage?" she yelled. "Er... Yeah! No big deal there! Right?" She stormed out of the house and drove away. Two hours later Liam, Sean and Connor, her three brothers, kicked the shit out of me. They love their little sister. And who knows, maybe they were mean bastards because they weren't getting any either -- family tradition and all. A few months later, we were divorced, Catholic or not. By the time I reached 30, I was a more experienced man and wiser in the ways of women. And I met Nancy. We hit it off right away, and we had a very comfortable and sexually active marriage. When we had been together for 20 years the early passion was gone, but it was replaced with close companionship and tender love between mates. I am now 50 years old and Nancy is 48. I would like to say that I am an 8 on a scale of handsomeness and Nancy a 9, but it would be a gross approximation. To be more precise, let's describe us on a scale of 200. I rate a good 190... lbs. And Nancy is a 140... lbs. At 5'11" and 5'4 respectively, we were on a constant diet. But, we still enjoyed our nights out at restaurants, our only kid being away at college. On one such night out, we had finished our meal (no dessert, thanks!), and were sipping the last of our wine. A bus boy stopped at our table to get our dirty plates. Nancy gave an appreciative look at the young man's firm buttocks (she said it, not me!). Not to be outdone, I also gave the once over to the pretty waitress walking the floor. "Oh my goodness Peter! Look at us. Two old perverts slobbering over young men and women" Nancy said, giggling. "Nah! Forget about it! Did you have a look at the dessert menu tonight?" I asked. "Of course!" Nancy replied, taking offense. "And you did too!" "Well, like the saying goes 'Just because I am on a diet, doesn't mean I can't look at the menu'. That's the same with us. We are married, but there is no harm in looking at who's out there". "Yeah! That's true! I'll remember it," said Nancy, a bit pensive. Well, over the next few weeks Nancy began to go out with her friends to see male strippers. I was a bit put off, but after all, I went to see strippers once in a great while. Not every week, however! One evening I felt like I had to urge Nancy to slow it down a bit before her voyeurism got out of control. "Nancy, I don't mind if you go out with your girl friends to watch male strippers, but not so often... And don't you ever forget: look but don't touch!" One evening I came back home from bowling way earlier than usual. I wasn't feeling well. There was a ruckus coming from the bedroom. I ran to see what was going on. A nightmarish scene was playing out. Nancy was on her back, her legs wide open and a young man was fucking her hard, real hard. Her hands were tied up to the head post of the bed. I jumped, grabbed the guy and pulled him off my wife. It was a classic example of coitus interruptus as his cock was spurting cum all over the room when he went flying into a corner of the bedroom. I looked back at Nancy. She was clearly drunk. She looked at me with a big smile on her face. "See, honey. I followed your advice. I am not touching him. I had him tie me up, and I didn't lay a single finger on that wonderful firm young body." Me and my big mouth! Well I did lay my old fingers on that young guy -- five of them to be exact, all bunched up in a fist -- a bunch of times! And I kicked his ass out of the house -- naked! I am not the kind of guy to lay a finger on a woman, but I was not averse to shaming her to her core. I left her tied to the bed. On my way out of the house, I called her Dad to ask him to come and give his daughter a hand. Me and my big mouth are not about to ask a fourth woman to marry me, that's for sure. Although... there's that cute waitress over at Tony's...