Where I Find Myself Today....
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Posted:Apr 24, 2019 12:51 pm
Last Updated:Apr 25, 2019 5:48 pm
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SO, JUST HOW WOULD YOU FUCK MY WIFE...?
So he asked, “….how would you fuck my wife if you were given a chance…..” After a little consideration, I replied….
I would love to first slowly take her clothing off -taking time to enjoy seeing her lovely body slowly exposed, inch by inch....then, once nude I would begin to gently nuzzle, lick and gently bite at her nipples - I would guide her to a flat surface - a bed, table, the floor perhaps while continuing to inhale her musky scent - I would begin to gently spread the folds of her labia with my tongue....
as she grows more wet and her breathing picks up, I would more aggressively begin stroking her clitoris with my tongue.....this to start....!!
...I would continue to gently lick and tease her clit until she began lubricating....her vaginal mucus, now starting to freely flow from her entrance onto my tongue, this a signal it is time to place a finger gently into her vagina and begin stoking the anterior wall of her moist opening....she by now has fully relaxed and begins to moan softly, intermittently.......
my cock is now throbbing rhythmically and fully erect - I gently remove my finger from her soaking wet vagina and move closer, first pausing to give her a passionate kiss, this to allow her to taste her own sweet mucus ....
I whisper in her ear I desperately need to be inside her....I gently spread her legs and position them over my shoulders....
I place the tip of my cock at the opening of her fully lubricated vagina, kiss her one more time gently and then drive my hard cock deep insider her....she shudders and I can feel her vagina tightening on my cock .... "...fuck me like a wolverine above the treeline...." she screams.... you see, she knew her Henry Miller.....!!
I, of course, had no choice but to oblige....
DEATH OF HEART
…you know, it was not unlike a series of small heart attacks, this power struggle – the day to day, gradually intensifying passive/aggressive power war they waged…. Occasional emotional breakthroughs did punctuate the slow, dreary back and forth was their life together, but this was not enough to keep his oppressive sadness at bay. This it seemed was all was left - the relentless trench war games had gradually become their life together….
At first, vodka was a way to keep the suffocating sadness at arm’s length….it would all start well enough but as the intoxicant wore off the emptiness returned, now tinged with bitterness which is often the case with a medication like alcohol….. this would, over time became one more area of disagreement between them….one more wedge…
…not all heart attacks are fatal – to the contrary…if identified and resolved quickly, repairs to the tubes feed life to this essential organ can be made and minimal heart muscle dies….others, the BIG ONE come of the blue, strike with overwhelming intensity killing both heart and brain simultaneously – end of story – lights ….
But this was not his situation – no, it was much more painful, more drawn , more tortuous – most cruel, he had become keenly aware the moment each “..event..” struck – the moments combined, were becoming so dangerous to their life together - he felt the slow, incremental wounds and resultant muscle death was left after each battle, each lost opportunity…..
, of course, is the cruelest element – he was painfully aware and she increasingly aware of the harm being done yet neither one seemed skilled enough, capable enough of making the changes might prevent this decay….
This had become their life together - this is all was left - it seemed to him this is all is ever left of their lifetime together....
A CREAMY TREAT
...so the guests had arrived, mingled, enjoyed a couple of cocktails and all migrated to the pool - Emily was playing hostess of course, wanting to make sure everyone was feeling welcome, were being taken care of....this most certainly, included our friend Roscoe. Roscoe, a former Golden Gloves boxers and fitness trainer was a muscular man - 6'5" of sculpted onyx - and absolutely beautiful specimen of a man. Black as coal and equipped with an incredible penis, he had fascinated Emily for some time now...word was that he was incredibly equipped - while his penis was measure only 6" balls to tip, it's circumference was in excess of " - epic indeed!
Guests quickly undressed and headed to the pool for a quick dip before dinner - Emily had a dip of an entirely different nature in mind...
After politely chatting with almost every guest, Emily made her way towards Roscoe. Engaging in him in introductory small talk she asked if he was enjoying himself....he answered that of course he was and he thanked her for the invitation... he went on to say that he had intended to bring a guest but at the last moment, she was called away for the weekend...
Emily is no fool - she instantly recognized this as a teasing invitation to perhaps get more intimately acquainted. She wasted no time mentioning that she had heard rumors of his very special cock - she was quick to say that I, her husband, actually enjoyed seeing her being pleasured by skilled lovers - that in fact his invitation was based in part on rumors we had heard - she suggested that they not waste anytime - she was ready to take him on....
Roscoe quickly took Emily's hand and, after kissing it gently, placed it on his groin - he was already growing excited.. Emily paused for a moment, adjusting her increasingly tighter grip and with delight whispered, "...my God, it IS true...."
Well after that, no way would she be happy until she had taken the "...Roscoe Challenge.." - taking on that one of a kind cock.....
She quickly led him to a lounge chair at the side of the pool. Instructing him to disrobe and sit she began seductively removing her blouse, bra and skirt....Emily has lovely, mature breasts that hang nicely - wearing nothing but a pair of increasingly wet panties she began slowly rubbing her hand up and down his thick shaft. As he grew larger it became difficult to wrap just one hand around this impressive girth and she was forced to now use both hands...
Emily's panties were now wet through and through, her hungry vagina fully lubricated and ready....her cheeks flushed as she turned around, facing away from him. Slowly she inched her lacey panties off of her lovely ass - they fell to her ankles. She moved closer to Roscoe's now throbbing cock and began gliding her soaking wet vulva up and down his shaft - this to assure that it was fully lubricated....
After several sets of up and down motion, she moved closer, and bending over to grab her ankles, and with the tip of his swollen cock now in position, she began slowly pushing back on his epic member....it slid in quite easily at first but soon broadened and at this point she paused to catch a breath.....
The width of his pulsing cock was now making itself felt and for a moment, Emily began having second thoughts that she was capable of taking such a large object inside of her vagina, regardless how wet or willing she was.... Determined to take it all, she pushed back slowly - this at the same time reminding herself to slowly and rhythmically breathe....after each gently push, she felt her vaginal cavity widening but found that taking more of his massive cock was only possible if she paused after each penetrative push of her vulval against his massive probe....over the next 90 seconds she was able to gently ease his massive girth into her moist opening....
The feeling of fullness and the absolute rock hard firmness of Roscoe's cock quite literally took Emily's breath away for several seconds....as he withdrew slightly so that he could probe more deeply into Emily's wet vagina she again took a breath. Going forward she found that her breathing and tempo of the thrusts of his monstrous cock were fullyl synchronized....
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