I've been married over 40 years. I love my wife. She's my best friend. Our sex has been good but not adventurous. She's kept herself fit and attractive. We can talk about most anything and share the same values and keep each other challenged. We've moved on since our sons are grown and retirement has been especially good even with the COVID pandemic.
Kate is average to attractive. Long hair and green eyes. Thin in stature with the hottest 34b tits a man could desire. Her nipples grow at least 1/4 inch when she gets excited. Those tits are firm and a nice, nice handful. I get hard just watching them sometimes.
Her pussy is one that grips a cock like crazy. She gets wet quickly with stimulation and I eat her bush covered cunt every time we have sex because she tastes so good. Her clit is big and it doesn't take much to trigger powerful orgasms when played with. And when she cums her body pushes up off the bed in a forceful way. She has multiple orgasms most of the times we have sex.
It took a few years before she'd give me a blow job but now she does a decent job of it and has even come to like swallowing my semen. And she's let me eat the creampies I deposit in her pussy whenever I want. It seems to excite her.
Beyond this Kate is not open to try things like anal, role play or other ways of spicing things up. She's happy with things the way they are. More than likely her religious upbringing in the Catholic church has colored her view of sexual experiences.
Kate and I are honest with one another. Except for one huge exception. I'm a cocksucker. I've sucked cock almost throughout our marriage. It's been a source of great inner conflict. Like I said, I love my wife.
But, once I sucked my first cock before I married Kate I knew I was a cocksucker. At times the cheating really gets me feeling so damn bad I've thought about offing myself. What type of guy does this to his wife?
Most of the time I rationalize I'm not cheating with another woman and never will. Sucking a man's cock is different I think. It's just pure animal lust. It's a attraction that pulls me away from my heterosexual life. I fantasize about sucking cock for weeks before I feel compelled to act on my urges to suck a cock.
Most men dismiss this conflict as normal. It's just sex. As long as you take care of business with the wife, what's the harm. Yeah, sure. It's hard to believe guys going outside their marriage to suck cock or fuck another man don't have just a tinge of guilt unless their wives are totally fucking bitches. I'm talking about us guys who are happily married but can't resist.
So, today my need to suck a cock has peaked. I'm like an addict always looking for a fix. Only thing is, unlike a drug, sucking cock is just about one of the greatest joys of my life. I don't reach a point of desperation or spend all the family's money or find I lose the full effect and need more to get the same effect.
Today I'm meeting up with a guy I've been communicating with over a period of two months. We've talked about our desires, our wives, things we want from one another. We've found out personal things to determine if we would be a good match to meet up for some male sexual play.
He has a nice sized cock at 7 1/2 inches and thick which he let me see in a picture. I knew I wanted to suck that cock if at all possible. And he wanted a good cocksucker to come visit him. On many occasions we talked about how I would service him. I got to the point I told him I wanted to worship his cock.
So, before we met we had talked about the possible scenarios of me servicing him. I think we both ended up masturbating to these exchanges of fantasy.
And finally we decided to meet at his house. Today. My wife was gone for the day with a group of her friends doing a book club outing which allowed me a good bit of time to go play with him.
One of the things I always insisted on whenever I would meet a guy was the concept of taking time to actually enjoy the act of the sexual experience. I definitely don't want to do a ten minute drive by where a guy uses my mouth as a cum dump.
Those guys that want to ram their cock down my throat and dismiss any intimacy or sensual play just aren't guys I want to meet. It's like they want to get the fastest time to ejaculate and split. Makes you wonder how they treat their wives if they're married. Wham, bam, thank you maam.
So I'm leaving to meet up with Brad today. He's hosting and we've talked about making our encounters sensual, taking time, foreplay, role play, maybe expanding our boundaries. Who knows.
Driving into his complex I can tell he's got some money. The houses are two stories and they look like a mansion with the covered porch and big supporting columns.
Brad is waiting at the door. He's wearing a pair of gym shorts and sleeveless workout shirt. He's got a bit of a belly but then so do I. Not the beer belly where we can't see our cocks but the donut around the waist.
"Hey Willie. At last we meet, eh?" he tells me.
"Yeah, nice to put a face to the emails we been doing for so long. And you do look like the pic you sent me...thank you very much." I laugh.
"Yeah, you too. In fact you look better than that picture you sent. So, you want some water or a beer or something?" he asks.
"I'd love some water. Got a dry mouth. Must be the anticipation."
"Sure, I'll go get you a bottle. Then maybe we can go upstairs?"
"Sounds great to me. Been looking forward to making those things we've talked about real."
Brad is over six feet. Maybe six two. He's red-headed with blue eyes and freckles on his arms and face. He's fair skinned. He's a good looking guy. Not that I'm a person that has to have a male model but hell, if the guy's good looking that's ok.