I'm Jim and have been married to Melanie for thirty plus years. We have three children who have since grown up and now have left the nest and have lives of their own. This story is a little about our love life past and present.
To begin with I'll try to give you an idea about our appearances. Mel is a little short gal at about 5' 2", and a little chubby at about 150-plus pounds. Not obese by any means but a little overweight. Has shoulder length dark hair. She holds most of her weight in her 40DD boobs. Throughout the years she has gained weight and lost weight but the boobs were always there. She works in a small factory in town and has been there for a number of years.
I am around 5' 10" and 210-plus pounds, overweight also, but don't really care. We are pretty normal, average looking people, probably like many of your neighbors. I am a supervisor at a major plant in our area. As I said, we live a pretty normal life.
When we got married many moons ago, our sex life was like most young people of our time: lots of it but not very knowledgeable. I knew how to put it in, bang like hell and then cum. We didn't do it long but we did do it often. That was, of course, till the kids starting popping out. That kind of changed our sex lives.
We have a good marriage and a good family life. We held and went to lots of parties, family outings etc. We still had time for sex but it was a lot less than when we first started. I believe it is that way with most marriages even though the ones we read about seem to all be sex addicts, with never ending orgasms.
Now that all the kids are out of the house I thought about getting back to having sex more often than once a month or less. I thought about introducing sex fantasies into our love making again. I remember back in the beginning that it kind of turned us both on.
Now, back to my wife's boobs; regardless of what people say, you don't just touch a woman's boobs and she has instant orgasms. If anything she'll slap you along side your head. My wife really doesn't like them manhandled. She said they are very sensitive. However, if she is in the mood for making love and I very gently start to rub them, she starts to like it. Once she gets to that point they are mine to play with. She then loves having them squeezed, rubbed lightly and sucked. I really get turned on by watching her get turned on. I guess that is the difference between having sex and making love, putting your partner first.
The next time we started making love or having sex, (whichever you want to call it) I started spending more time trying to get her turned on. I did the gentle rubbing of the boobs, licked and sucked till she was saying it really felt good. Then when I slid my hand down into her panties she was starting to get moist. I figured this was good, and then I spent more and more time rubbing her tits and her pussy at the same time. She really loved it and so did I. Once I got her panties off I started working on her pussy. We hadn't spent this much time on foreplay in years.
A little more info on our sex life: not every woman is dying to suck a cock. There may be a lot of women out there who love it, but my wife and most of the women I've met do not meet that criteria. My wife does not like it. I will admit that she has tried it more than once, but it just doesn't do anything for her.
She looked at me and just told me she didn't enjoy it. Sucking on a cock was not something she found enticing or a turn on. So of course in our love life, cock sucking wasn't on the foreplay agenda.
Eating pussy on the other hand was different. I enjoyed it but only with my wife. I know it turns her on and that was my goal, so I did it every chance I could. She told me many times not to do it, about it being dirty or that since she didn't like giving me oral sex that I shouldn't give it to her. I didn't find the taste to be that bad, not great, but I could do it. Of course the more she got turned on by licking her, the more I got turned on. It made it a hell of a lot easier to eat her out when she really got into it.
Back to our lovemaking, as I was rubbing her tits with one hand and her pussy with the other the more turned on she became. I left her boobs and got down between her legs and just started kissing her lower belly and moved down to the valley below.
She said, "Jim, don't. I'm not that clean down there."
I told her, "I know you just got out of the shower and are about as clean as you are going to get."
I kept kissing and pushing my lips against her pussy. I started slipping my tongue all around and she became excited. I couldn't do much more this time; my cock was too hard and needed relief. I wanted to cum in her, not on the sheets.
I climbed up on her and slipped my cock in. I can't remember when we were so excited. She was totally wet and banging against me as fast as I was banging her. Damn! It felt good. It wasn't but a few minutes later we both had an orgasm. I hadn't shot that much cum in a long time.
Mel was wet with perspiration. Laying there out of breath, she looked up at me. "Where did that come from? Have you been reading some porn or something?" she asked.
"I just wanted to jazz up our sex life a little bit," I replied.
She smiled up at me, "You sure did. I loved it and I love you."
Since I knew she got turned on by our oral foreplay, I tried it again the following week. I did the same thing, the same way, except while I was kissing and tonguing her pussy I reached up and kept playing with her tits. Damn! She was really getting turned on.
She even said, "Make love to me, Jim."
I looked up at her like I didn't totally hear her and asked, "What do you want me to do?"
She said Jim, "Put it in me please."
I smiled and said, "Put what where?"
She knew where I was going and finally said, "Fuck me, Jim, right Now! Just fuck me."
She didn't have to say it twice as I jumped up and put my cock at the entrance of her pussy and just shoved it in. We both really felt it. I held back long enough for her to cum, and then lifted up her legs and shoved my cock in and out till my balls slapped her ass. Damn, that felt good.
When we finished she said, "We have to do this more often," and I totally agreed.
Then she grabbed the tissues and jammed them between her legs and said, "I hate this part," as she ran to the bathroom. When she came back we actually cuddled and went to sleep.
A few days later we were at it again; this was getting to be a lot of fun. This time while I was eating her out and rubbing her tits, I dropped a little fantasy and said, "Damn, I wish I had two more hands so I could do all these things at the same time. Maybe I ought to get someone to help me out."
She said, "What do you mean, Jim?" while she was breathing hard.
I said, "Another man could rub and suck these tits for me while I work harder on this pussy. Would you like that?"
She was a little startled and said, "You're all I need, Jim."
I replied, "I know that, but just as a fantasy wouldn't it be nice to have your pussy eaten and fucked and at the same time have your tits being sucked on?"
She said, "Of course it would, Jim, but I would never do it."
I could feel her pussy really get wet and hot after I said these things; that's just something you can't hide. So instead of fucking her I just kept eating and tonguing her till she had an orgasm. I can't tell you the last time I made her cum that way. I did end up sticking my dick in her because I had to cum also.
After that every time we made love I would mention the fantasy of the extra guy. Most of the time I had him eating her out while I played with her tits.
She actually started to get into the fantasy and told the man (which of course was me) to "eat that pussy." She would orgasm most of the time just from the oral sex. I always got my fuck in afterwards and didn't usually have to worry about her having a climax, since she got it while being eaten out. Once in a while she had two, but most of the time just the one.
It was time for a little more fantasy.
When she was in deep concentration, saying things like, "Eat my pussy, eat my pussy." I would respond by saying, "Who do you want eating your pussy?"
She said, "What do you mean, Jim?"
I said, "The man eating your pussy has to have a name. Who is it? Who's eating that pussy while I'm sucking these tits?"
All of a sudden, she just says, "Frank! His name is Frank."
I was a little surprised and said, "Tell Frank what you want."
She said, "Lick my pussy, Frank, and make me cum." The next thing I knew she had the biggest orgasm so far, spewing juices into my face. I loved it.
I looked at her and asked her if she wanted me to fuck her?
She said, "Fuck me hard, baby. Fuck me hard."
I did just that and she did come again.
A little bit more about our past. As I mentioned neither of us had much sexual experience. I don't know if that is good or bad. I am glad she didn't have much experience but kind of wish I did. Not for any double standards or anything like that. I just wish I knew more. I spent too many years on the "just stick it in and cum routine." I did have a couple of one night stands. No affairs, not even flings. Just every once in a while a stop at a bar, see a woman there, talk to her, fuck her, and go home.
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