When you are in shape, everyone wants you. You notice it in the stares, second glances and in the parting of lips with no words coming out. If you are attractive and have good oratory skills and an open mind for mischief, your chances at getting quality sex are exponentially greater.
I am married and love my wife completely in every way, except one. Her interest in sex is not equal to mine and in fact throughout our marriage her interest in it has diminished. Honor and commitment held my libido in check until the advent of the Internet in the 1990s. It was then that my life changed overnight as a whole new world of opportunity opened up before me.
Thanks to the world of online porn, I have exposed my eyes and opened my mind to a multitude of fantasy and fetish exploration. Sexy emails, steamy only chats and incredible phone sex combine to give a safe sex alternative far better than any condom ever could. As more porn scene flicked across my brain I crossed line after line of the inhibition continuum until one day I woke in a stupor of masturbation only admitting to myself and my phone sex goddess of the moment that I wanted to suck a cock.
That particular phone sex goddess wedged herself so firmly into my brain and heart that even if I wanted to I would be hard pressed to stop her. In every call she harvested my desire for cock, brought it out onto the table and together we explored every inch. Between calls, I fulfilled assignments by purchasing dildos for sucking and for anal sex. She taught me how to relax enough that I could deep throat 8 thick inches and when she had me impale myself on a suction-cup dildo attached to the floor and I was jacking hard, I could stop on a dime and swallow 10 inches for her.
Our favorite scenario was of us entering a sex club. She's dressed in leather and holding a leash that is attached to the collar latched around my neck. I am wearing white briefs that she snips off as soon as we're inside the main lobby. She began this story the first time I fully inserted a 1" black vibrator into my ass and rode it to orgasm. It took many calls to make even the slightest progress as I often came simply thinking about her desire to expose my naked body in a sex club. When I began using butt plugs for her, the story included me wearing a large one as we walked into the main sex room and she had me crawl onto an altar of sorts. From there, she announced to anyone who listened that I was a welcome mat for the club and that anyone who wanted to use my holes was welcome to do so. Then she extracted my butt plug and stuck it in my mouth, informing everyone my ass was clean and ready to be pounded. The orgasms I had in these calls were unbelievably productive.
One day I contacted her by chat to request permission to call her and she said that she wanted me to pay for a two-girl call. She got her way including telling me the girl to join us. She did not tell me to specify duration as these were pre-paid calls but she did tell me not to disappoint her. I requested 30 minutes which is quite expensive but also entitled me to view the other gal's private gallery.
Their pictures were fake. It said so on the site in fine print far removed from the galleries. I'd seen it during site exploration while recuperating from a multi-orgasm call with my goddess, yet still wanting more and more like a fully loaded addict convinced of needing another shot.
Goddess guided the entire call. In it I admitted to the other girl of my homosexual interests. Goddess encouraged me to share details and so as I talked and stroked I could tell our guest girl was getting off on it. I found myself wanting to tell even more to drive us both over the edge. I liked her voice. Something about it reached me on a deeper level. But if Goddess knew that she would end the call so I kept it to myself. The call ended happily with a mind blowing orgasm.
We did other calls with that same girl and I came to know her as Charlotte until one day they had a falling out and Charlotte left the site. Goddess had her hooks in me good by that time anyway and so I had plenty to focus on.
The fringe benefits of calling one Goddess exclusively are numerous. Thanks to the encouragement and frequent contact with Goddess, I developed the courage to explore real time experiences and share them with her. Each time I ventured further out I was rewarded with her encouragement and another mind blowing orgasm. At first I did things like look at escort ads and I even called some but then the price was too great or something else quickly changed my mind. I liked talking through my fears with Goddess as she had me jerk off for her. We looked at escort ads together and she even contacted one or two on my behalf but then I just couldn't follow through on it.
One day I caught my gay housekeeper checking me out and I mentioned it to Goddess. She asked if he was a bottom boy and I said he calls himself a queen and she said he might let you suck his cock but more likely he'll want to suck yours. Up to that point I had honestly never considered letting a guy suck my cock. But on her suggestion the idea intrigued me. And so through the course of that call and others to follow she taught me how to seduce a bottom boy.
Today my gay housekeeper sucks my cock weekly when he comes to work at my house. As luck would have it my wife goes to work early and so on his workdays he arrives just as she's leaving. The timing affords us the luxury for relaxed fun and games before I must dash off to work.
She was out of town the day I seduced him into his present dual role as housekeeper and cock sucker. We were in my kitchen and I kept noticing his glances up and down my robe covered figure. As I refilled my coffee mug, I loosened my robe tie while my backside faced him. And when I turned toward the refrigerator for the cream, my robe opened enough to give him a peak at my bare chest and boxers.
I relished in the excitement of watching his eyes focus on the views of me that I let him have. With the fridge door open I pushed the robe ties downward so that when I turned toward him next time he would see so much more. I felt wicked, knowing full well that my exposure was making both of his heads swell with lust. With the cream carton in my hand I considered turning to face him and pouring it over my chest and inviting him to lick it off but then decided to just turn in his direction and head for my mug on the opposite counter. I felt the lust in his sigh as he took in the exposed view and I turned quickly so as not to linger. I wanted his lust teased and ready to pounce with conviction at a moment's notice. With my mug full of coffee, sugar and cream, I put the cream back in the fridge and then turned to look directly at him.
His lips had parted. No words came out of his mouth. There was just the sound of his heavy breathing. I smiled and moved my hands to my abs and pushed my fingers under the waistband of my boxers and held them there. When he finally looked up he found my eyes boring into his and he whispered "oh my."
"This is only going to happen if you're discrete" I said to him.
He nodded his head and said "I'm discrete."
"I expect to be sucked to completion and would enjoy hearing you swallow my load and thanking me for it."
"I can do that."
"Do you want to suck my cock?"
"Uh huh," he mumbled and nodded. His eyes were wide open.
"Are you in the habit of sucking your employer's cock?"
"No, I have never done that."
"But you want to suck mine. Why is that?"
Feeling my own lust flow through me like a rampant river heads downstream, I pushed my robe over my shoulders and let it fall to the floor behind me.
"You have a great looking body. I've always been attracted to you" he began and stepped toward me until he was only inches away.
"Do you want to kiss me on the mouth?" I asked.
He nodded as his lower lip dropped.
I wanted to kiss him suddenly. My lust was growing hotter by the second but I restrained our desire. "Not yet," I said and took one half step backward. "I want you to take my boxers down my legs as you move to your knees."
He moved quickly so as not to wait for me to change my mind. When my boxers were on my thighs and my cock fell forward onto his nose, I felt an incredible rush of power course through me. Without further delay, he quickly took my cock into his mouth. The contact felt wonderful but I had to get out of my boxers too and took another half step backward again. "Help me step out of my boxers first okay?"
He quickly shucked my boxers the rest of the way down my legs and then with one foot at a time I stepped out of them. When both my feet were firmly planted on the kitchen floor, I watched his face as he watched my cock grow harder and harder.
"You can wash my boxers later. Just put them on the floor beside you and then start giving me head in the manner I deserve."
"You are so bossy," he muttered.
"You want it that way, don't you bitch?"
He nodded his head.
"That's what I thought. Now let's get this started. You have a lot of cleaning to do still."
He didn't need another invitation. His movement was lightning-quick. One second I was outside his mouth and in the next second I was going down his throat and in the third second his nostrils were in my pubes. He held me in his throat for seconds at a time and then I felt him ease his way back off my shaft and onto the head. There he sucked gently and firmly and then he repeated his technique and took me deep once more. Over and over he worked my cock. Soon each time he took me deep, I held his head in my hands while I throbbed in his throat.
"I can't remember a time when a woman gave me head like this" I mumbled.
He didn't stop to explain himself. Instead, I felt him increase the intensity of his sucking and the speed of his lips as they moved up and down the crown ridge of my cock head. His attention to detail was exquisite and the more he sucked me like this the stronger I felt about telling him I could get used to this kind of service on a regular basis.
"Your mouth feels incredible," I told him. Kind lust was quickly replacing the firm attitude I had given him only moments ago. Instead, I felt this need to be nice and I began to comb my fingers through his hair, caressing behind his ears and thrusting my hard dick into his open willing mouth.
"Jesus Edward! I'm going to cum." I practically shouted my joy. "Please tell me you like this as much as I do. I want this again and again week after week" I said as I continued sawing my dick in and out of his throat.
He moaned and nodded while I remained in his mouth and then I felt him take me deep once more, just as I started to spray my hot cum inside him. "I'm coming Edward. Jesus man! Take it in and swallow at will!" I shouted.
Edward moaned as I shouted out my sudden happiness and shot my load into his throat. Each charged feeling began as my cock head expanded in his open throat followed by a nice rope of cum bursting out of my cock. The combination produced incredible orgasms I had never known before and I knew then that I was completely hooked.
On my way to work, I called my Goddess and said "you'll never guess what I did?"
"What?"
"I seduced Edward."
