He gave her the fucking she needed.
I fear this and am turned on by this.
Her: Baby, don’t stop!
I’ve come a long way. A lot of things that I can do now (sexually) that I couldn’t when I was younger because of my lack of stamina. But still … I wish I could make my lady’s body do this during sex. For more than a few seconds. So does she.
Much better than when I was younger. And my gf never tells me she’s frustrated by my stamina. I know she prefers it longer and HARDER than I’m usually able to give it to her, but for the most part she seems very happy with our sex life. But then there’s times like last night, where I FELT like I gave it to her long and hard (Better than usual, even. I mean REALLY giving it to her without stopping for 60 seconds straight after a lot of slow fucking … that’s pretty good), but immediately after I cum and roll over and she starts to nuzzle my neck, as I drift into post-orgasm sleepiness, my spent cock deflating, I feel her hips rocking, grinding, humping the air, her pussy obviously desperate for more.
This pic and caption (from the most incredibly sexy/painful/wonderful blog) reminds me of something from my past that thinking back I can hardly believe happened … but it did. Near the end of my (3 month) relationship with the second girl I ever slept with … a girl I never lasted longer than 10 seconds with during sex … a girl who never said as much but obviously broke up with me for that very reason … near the end, we’d go out and play pool in dive-y bars filled with guys. And she’d go braless in super loose, drape-y tops. Leaning over the table a (pretty damn amazing) boob would pop out. On more than one occasion. Thinking back, I don’t think it was necessarily a PURPOSEFUL thing … but I can’t help feeling deep down, that in a way, she was “advertising”.
When your wife returned with the next round of drinks your friends realized right away that she was no longer wearing a bra. At first you decided to wait for the chance to speak privately but she was bending over so much, and right in their faces, that you felt you had no choice but to awkwardly clear your throat.
I’m curious… regarding my followers… how many of you have been made a cuckold by your wife or girlfriend where she just did it on her own, for whatever reason, and you didn’t know anything about it at the time? What happened? Did she confess? What did she say to you about it? How did you feel…
her post continues: Or did you somehow find out what happened later on your own? How did you react? How did you feel? Did you keep quiet about it, and not tell her that you knew, or did you confront her? What did you say? How did she react? Did she tell you why she did it, how long it had been going on, and with how many men? Did you ask her to stop? Did she agree, or refuse? Did she keep doing it? Was there more than one man involved? Did she make him wear a condom?
I’ve been thinking about all of these questions (and others) a lot lately. Some questions I still don’t have answers too, some I do … I’m not sure exactally what she did. Did she flirt? Yes. Engage in some dirty, secretive texting? Yes. Come home way late, drunk, with strange excuses? Yep. Carry on like this with more than one guy? Two that I know of. Secret crushes I know she had. Did they make out? Maybe. Touch? Probably. Fuck? I REALLY don’t think so.
Did she confess? No. Confront her? No. Did I tell her to stop? No. Does she know I know? No. Did she keep doing it? I … don’t think so. At least not at the moment. Maybe. Do I think about all this when I masturbate, wondering if she did these things because I couldn’t satisfy? Yes. Does it make me feel like less of a man? Yes. Does it make me feel sick to my stomach? Yes. Shake? Yes. Does it turn me on at the same time? Strangely, it does. More than ANYTHING? Yes.
Are there other questions I have? Innumerable. When she came home drunk and late, and fucked me, and got immediately so so so wet … was it because she was thinking of him? Did she think his superior strength (compared to me) would equal superior stamina (compared to me)? Did she fantasize about him fucking her aggressively, hard and fast like she LOVES it, him NOT having to start and stop all the time? Did she talk to him about it? How “tentative” I can be in bed. How I sometime cum prematurely? Did they laugh about it? At least my cock is big. No jokes about that. Little solace. Did he tell her alllll the things he’d do to her that would make her feel so so so good? Did they do them? Am I a cuckold?
OLDIE BUT GOODIE:
A girlfriend and I videotaped ourselves having sex one time. Unfortunately, the tape is long gone, but I remember it vividly.
She was lying one her back, naked, her legs slightly spread, waiting for me. As I walked to the bed she smiled at me.
Her: Fuck me, baby.
I climbed on top up her. She moaned as I slid in and she wrapped her legs around me. I pulled back and thrust in again, long and slow, trying to make it look hot. I reached up and grabbed her breast as I thrust in again. And then again. A whisper:
Me: Oh … fuck.
I freeze, not moving at all, and she looks up at me. A few seconds pass. Watching the tape later, I blushed … as the very next instant, out of no where, my hips suddenly start doing these wild, silly little humps as I cum.
Me: Ungh. Ungh.
Her: *riotous laughter*
I remember, before hand, wanting to make the whole thing look super hot and impressive. What I ended up with was a 15-second sex tape.
Thanks for the follow alextrapp. Your blog is so so so awesome!
That appears to have happened a bit quicker than she expected!…lol
Mm I like making my boyfriend get so worked up and making him fuck me and I tell him to hold back as long as he can ;) mm I love when he cums so quickly, makes me feel so in control ;)
I was with a new girl who I really liked and who seemed to really like me and I REALLY didn’t want to disappoint her. It was our first time, and after I slid slowly into her I decided to just pause for a second to collect myself, really concentrate and prepare to give her the best sex of her life. But suddenly, I felt that twinge and I knew I was going to come and that there was nothing I could do about it. I just stayed there inside her, eyes closed, perfectly still trying to calm myself. 15 seconds. 30 seconds. I wasn’t moving, but still, I could feel it building. She looked up at me with a confused look on her face as I grunted and trembled - - dreading what I knew was going to happen and trying oh-so-hard to keep it in. I’m sure she was wondering what was going on, when I was going to start fucking. After about 45 seconds I realized there was really nothing I could do and that I was about to come. I could feel my face turn red, my dick just started to spasm and then with a little grunt I started to squirt. Absolutely no thrusting, no friction at ALL, COMPLETELY still insider her, and still I couldn’t help it. Once I was cumming, I remember my hips doing these little mini, uncontrollable humps as I helplessly spurted, and just feeling totally ridiculous. She said “oh my god” and laughed (there’s no way I can blame her) and I was stuck there with absolutely nothing to say.