Maybe not an ask, but generally I enjoy following your blog. Reminds me of my wife and I in so many ways.
We had all those difficult conversations at the beginning and then moved to interview drinks etc. we settled on a guy. We called him the jack hammer (after their first encounter).
This was all new to my wife. She couldn’t believe I fantasized about it.
I read one of your posts about radio silence. I knew exactly what you meant. On the night of my wife’s first encounter I dropped her off at his place. It was starting to snow. I watched her strut up the walkway and did not hear from her for several hours. My mind started to go wild. Seconds felt like minutes, minutes like hours.
In my minds eye all I could imagine how my wife enjoyed giving oral more than anything and during that radio silence I knew that would be one of her focuses. After 2 hours I knew there had to be more than that. … and I was right.
To add to the anxiety a blizzard was turning up to be a bad storm. When I finally heard from her she said he would drive her home, so I couldn’t get any feedback till she finally arrived.
(We fucked like animals that night. I know we fucked three time each time both with a massive explosion, and our sex life was even more frequent and crazy than it already was)
The only difference was after the initial high wore off my wife reported all the details. How when she first got there they sat on the couch and made small talk. Eventually he stood up in front of her and pulled off his running pants and directly in front of her mouth dangling the biggest cock she ever saw right in front of her. She described not being able to get her hand around it or much of it in her mouth. She described how she worshipped it by running her lips along her t s length.
Soon he suggested going to the bedroom where she removed her clothes and continued for awhile.
So she couldn’t take it and she described climbing on top and shoving that in her pussy. I hung on every word. She said she didn’t even get it all the way in at first but came all over his cock. (She was a regular squirter and soaked him allowing her to take it all the way in causing another massive explosion for her).
The details went on and on. After she came he bent her over the edge of f the bed and fucked her from behind. Everytime making her cum. She described he fucked her in more positions than she could remember. Three hours of this as time stopped for me.
The difference being when I asked her if she liked it, she said it was fun but did not need to do it again. I respected her decision and we continued to fuck like animals reliving it.
….. till a few days later she said “I think I’d like to go see him again”.
And she did..
Note: he was a swat cop. A big fit guy with a big cock.
After that he moved on but then my wife met an ex fire fighter. She never fucked him but for years she would visit him, get on her knees and blow him till she got his load in her mouth.
My wife was shy and this helped her embrace her sexuality.
A fan. Keep up the good work.
wow. Thanks for writing me. Would love to hear more about your story. How long ago was this? Anything else after this?
