So I headed over to Darren’s place around 11pm as requested.
I had the whole day to think about it, even talking to Jasmine regarding the situation over lunch.
Me: I think we need to talk.
J: We definitely do.
Me: I had an interesting chat with Darren last night.
J: I’m sure you did.
Me: How can I help you understand the things that I do?
J: I don’t know. Just be yourself. I’m happy with that.
Me: But you don’t understand me?
J: You’re really hard to understand. I know you treat me well, you do things to make me happy. You want to keep me safe. But you’re doing all of it for me. What about yourself? What do you want?
Me: I want you to be happy.
J: And I am.
Me: Are you jealous of the other girls?
J: Of course not. You still ended up with me.
Me: Aren’t you afraid I may sleep with Alicia again?
J: That was something I considered when I asked you to stay over. But you never did it. Even when she was practically inviting you to do it.
Me: She was?
J: You really cannot tell?
Me: I’m not sure.
J: You could be seeing Shirlyn as well. You could have slept with her yesterday night if you wanted to. But you didn’t.
Me: I didn’t want to.
J: You’re a really strange guy. I already said I’m ok with it.
Me: Maybe I don’t want you to be sleeping with others?
J: I know you don’t want that. But are you going to stop me if I wanted to?
Me: I won’t.
J: And why not?
Me: Bacause I want you to be happy. I know I can’t satisfy some of your needs sexually…
J: Yup. You can’t.
Me: I hope it won’t be a permanent thing.
J: I hope so too. Maybe it’s just a phase.
Me: What we have is special.
J: I know. With you, it feels like we’re making love even when you’re fucking me hard.
Me: Isn’t that a good thing?
J: It is. But there’s some things Darren can do that you can’t. And it’s not your fault.
Me: Ok
J: Are you going to meet Natasha?
Me: Don’t really feel like it.
J: You know she’s been asking about you all week?
Me: So?
J: You like to make women happy right?
Me: I like to make you happy.
J: And Alicia, Felicia, Shirlyn…
Me: That’s not fair.
J: Is it fair that she can’t be satisfied by her husband?
Me: Erm.
J: Not everyone can handle someone like Darren ok?
Me: She chose to marry him.
J: I guess she overestimated her abilities.
Me: What’s the real reason you keep pushing me to her?
J: I’m only suggesting.
Me: Be honest.
J: I know you’ll do your best to satisfy her.
Me: That can’t be the real reason. I’m not some toyboy that is passed around.
J: I want to sleep with Darren regularly.
Me: Thank you for being honest.
J: I want you to be ok with it.
Me: I’m ok with it. But I don’t want to sleep with others.
J: It’s not fair to you.
Me: I didn’t ask you to be fair. I just want you to be honest.
J: I’ve missed out on a lot of things in the past few years, and even before that. I want to live life again. Then I want to settle down with a good man, someone I can trust, someone who will listen to me, someone who makes me happy. And that’s you.
Me: Ok.
J: Darren and I will never be anything more than FWB. There’s no emotions involved. And he’s married. So he has a commitment.
Me: And if you find an unmarried guy, just like me, but with a bigger dick and can satisfy you sexually better than me, then what?
J: That’s why I don’t want to find anyone else. Darren is a safe choice.
Me: Your logic is warped.
J: Are you going to see Natasha or not?
Me: I don’t want to.
J: It’s the same concept. She has a commitment, she will just be a FWB.
I was slowly beginning to understand her point.
J: With Alicia, Felicia, Shirlyn and anyone else, they’re single, there’s a chance of more developing.
Me: And you also pushed me to them? Why?
J: I thought that is what you wanted. Why would you even sleep with Shirlyn in the first place? It’s not as though you were close.
Me: I don’t know. I was lonely I guess. It just happened.
J: Yet you were sleeping with Felicia at that point of time.
Me: Yeah…
J: You see. We’re both crazy. We don’t even know why we do the things we do.
Me: So if I want to sleep with Alicia, Felicia, Shirlyn, Natasha and whoever else comes my way, then what?
J: Then I guess I better ask my lawyer to speed up the proceedings.
Me: So even if I do all that, you’re saying that you still want to be with me in the end?
J: Yes. I do.
Me: You sure it’s not about the house?
J: Oh. About that. I don’t even need you for the house. It will be mine after the divorce.
Me: Oh…
J: I just want us to have as much fun as we can before we settle down again. Don’t you have friends who have wild bachelor’s parties or hen’s nights before they get married?
Me: I don’t think it’s that wild.
J: Think of this as an extended bachelor’s party then.
Me: It just seems like you’re swapping partners.
J: Maybe. But I’m not stopping you from sleeping with anyone else.
Me: You’re crazy.
J: I probably am.
Me: I really don’t want to do it.
J: Then just go and have a chat with her. She’s alone tonight. She needs the company.
Me: Will you come with me then?
J: Sure. Why not?
Me: Ok. We’ll go over at 11pm then.
The rest of the day continued as usual. We ordered in fried chicken for dinner and she opened another bottle of Soju. I guess she wanted to make me a little high so that I would be less inhibited.
Now all we needed to do was to wait for the time to go over, and while waiting, we ate another pint of Ben & Jerry’s.
Jasmine and I slowly strolled over to Natasha’s place, reaching there at 11pm on the dot. I wondered why she agreed to come even though she knew Darren wouldn’t be there.
Maybe it was a ploy to make sure I went, and not chicken out halfway.
They stayed literally 2 blocks away. It had rained rather heavily earlier and the ground was still wet. We rang the intercom and she let us in, going up all the way till the second highest floor.
Natasha was already waiting by the opened door, wearing nothing but a tight tank top and shorts. She didn’t seem surprised at all that Jasmine had come with me. I guess they had already been discussing this during the week. She gave Jasmine a hug and invited us in.
We went in and Natasha went to get another glass out, along with a bucket of ice.
A half-bottle of whiskey sat on the coffee table, Jim Beam Honey to be exact.
N: Have a seat.
We sat on the sofa. Jasmine on my right and Natasha on my left.
Me: I just wanna clarify a couple of things.
N: Sure.
I told Natasha everything that Darren had told me, trying to see if there were any inconsistencies in their story. However there were none.
It seemed like she really was the one who had introduced him to this lifestyle, having grown tired of struggling to accommodate him all the time. They were both practicing safe sex with their partners, so I guess it was sort of fine.
I was damn curious about why she outright rejected EoS previously and her response was “based one I recall from school, he wasn’t the right size I’m looking for”. Somehow or another I had this feeling Jasmine seemed to be a little too interested when she said that.
Natasha then went on to tell us her struggles after the second kid. She said it was like somebody flipped a switch in her. She was constantly aroused and horny, but still couldn’t accommodate Darren the way she should. It got me wondering how tight she must be, considering Jasmine, Alicia and Felicia all had no problems, and in fact, even enjoyed it. To his credit, Darren tried many ways to accommodate her, like using a cock ring halfway to stop himself from thrusting too deeply, but his girth was sometimes too much for her too. What made everything so incredulous was that she had 2 natural births, and yet still retained her tightness.
I asked why me. As expected, I was the convenient choice. Someone nearby, someone Darren knew, someone with an appropriate size, and someone in a weird, fucked-up relationship that may not mind doing this.
To be fair, the last statement was mine. Jasmine actually laughed at that point.
A couple of glasses of whiskey later, the girls had it on the rocks while I mixed with coke, we were all sufficiently high. Except I didn’t want to do it.
Despite what Jasmine said she wanted, this was something I really didn’t want to do. Whether it was Natasha, Alicia, Felicia, Shirlyn or anyone else she wanted to push me away to, I didn’t want to do it.
Around 1am we said goodbye to Natasha. I hope I didn’t leave her high and dry, she looked a little disappointed though.
Jasmine was unusually clingy as we walked back to her place.
Me: Do you still want to sleep with Darren occasionally?
J: Yes. But only if you’re ok with it.
Me: Only if it makes you happy.
J: Have you ever wondered what if I can never get enough of him? We might be in the same kind of marriage they’re in right now.
Me: I don’t know if that is something I can accept. But if it makes you happy…
J: And that guy EoS… your online friend… sounds like he’s a decent size as well…
Me: Are you interested to find out?
J: Wasn’t he the first one you called when I wanted a threesome.
Me: Yeah.
J: Weren’t you afraid back then that I might somehow want it more often? With others?
Me: I guess I wasn’t really thinking about that.
J: I want you to be happy too, ok?
Me: Pushing me to others doesn’t make me happy.
J: But seeing me happy makes you happy?
Me: Yes.
J: For awhile I thought maybe you were no longer the pushover that you were before. But now I guess you’re still the same person. Always too concerned about someone else’s happiness than your own.
Me: That’s not necessarily a bad thing.
We reached her place and went straight to the bedroom.
J: It isn’t. But most guys are not like this. It’s so easy to take advantage of you. Like Alicia, she wanted naked cuddles and you agreed. She could easily have had sex with you and you wouldn’t stop her. Same for Felicia. Probably was the same for Shirlyn.
Me: I wasn’t really like this before.
J: What happened to you?
Me: I don’t know.
J: Are you going to sleep with anyone else while waiting for me?
Me: I don’t think so.
J: You know why I’m worried you’re not ready to be with me?
Me: Why?
J: Because you were with Ann when you slept with me. And you were with Ann when you slept with her daughters. I’m worried you’re stuck in this cycle. When someone new and nice and wants to sleep with you comes along, you’ll just do it, not bothering about the person you’re actually with.
Me: Oh.
J: That’s why for now I feel an open relationship will work better, not just for me, but for you as well, until you figure out what you want exactly.
That actually made a lot of sense. I might be the problem.
Me: I’m trying to change.
J: Can you? When we have sex it really feels like we’re making love, and you love me. But when you’re doing it with someone else, I get this funny feeling you’re doing the same thing.
Me: You’re not wrong.
J: That’s why. You put so much effort into it. It can be confusing for a girl ok? Unlike Darren, he’s knows it’s just sex. And that’s all he’s doing. There’s no kissing, no cuddling, he’s just ramming his huge dick into us and driving us crazy physically. What you’re doing is completely different.
Me: So… you want me to fuck instead?
J: I don’t know if you can… woah!
I pushed her onto the bed and pinned her down, staring deep into her eyes.
J: What are you doing?
Me: I’m going to fuck you.
J: Ya right… you-
I pulled down her shorts and panties and rubbed her clit. She moaned.
J: What is this?
I slid a finger in. Strangely she was already wet. I removed my berms and boxers and rubbed my dickhead around her pussy.
J: Wow. You’re acting really strange-
I shoved it in, half expecting some resistance but she was wet. I pounded her hard and fast while pinning her hands above her head and staring at her.
She looked at me wide-eyed, surprised at my ferocity. I rubbed her clit with my thumb.
The way she moaned as I fucked her was so different, so animalistic. Any doubt that she wasn’t enjoying it was erased from my mind when I felt her tighten below and tremble.
J: Don’t stop. I’m cumming.
I didn’t, and a couple thrusts later she arched her back and I covered her mouth as she let out a little scream as I unloaded into her. I pulled out and let it flow out. Not bothering if it stained the sheets. We could always do laundry on the weekend.
We lay there catching our breath.
J: Wow. What happened?
Me: Did you like it?
J: It’s different. Unexpected.
Me: Ok. I’m going to wash up then I’m going to Natasha’s place.
J: Sure. Go ahead.
But despite saying that, she sprung up and took me in her mouth, cleaning up our juices and making me hard again before lowering herself onto it.
J: I’m going to fuck you dry.
Jasmine and I slowly strolled over to Natasha’s place, reaching there at 11pm on the dot. I wondered why she agreed to come even though she knew Darren wouldn’t be there.
Maybe it was a ploy to make sure I went, and not chicken out halfway.
They stayed literally 2 blocks away. It had rained rather heavily earlier and the ground was still wet. We rang the intercom and she let us in, going up all the way till the second highest floor.
Natasha was already waiting by the opened door, wearing nothing but a tight tank top and shorts. She didn’t seem surprised at all that Jasmine had come with me. I guess they had already been discussing this during the week. She gave Jasmine a hug and invited us in.
We went in and Natasha went to get another glass out, along with a bucket of ice.
A half-bottle of whiskey sat on the coffee table, Jim Beam Honey to be exact.
N: Have a seat.
We sat on the sofa. Jasmine on my right and Natasha on my left.
Me: I just wanna clarify a couple of things.
N: Sure.
I told Natasha everything that Darren had told me, trying to see if there were any inconsistencies in their story. However there were none.
It seemed like she really was the one who had introduced him to this lifestyle, having grown tired of struggling to accommodate him all the time. They were both practicing safe sex with their partners, so I guess it was sort of fine.
I was damn curious about why she outright rejected EoS previously and her response was “based one I recall from school, he wasn’t the right size I’m looking for”. Somehow or another I had this feeling Jasmine seemed to be a little too interested when she said that.
Natasha then went on to tell us her struggles after the second kid. She said it was like somebody flipped a switch in her. She was constantly aroused and horny, but still couldn’t accommodate Darren the way she should. It got me wondering how tight she must be, considering Jasmine, Alicia and Felicia all had no problems, and in fact, even enjoyed it. To his credit, Darren tried many ways to accommodate her, like using a cock ring halfway to stop himself from thrusting too deeply, but his girth was sometimes too much for her too. What made everything so incredulous was that she had 2 natural births, and yet still retained her tightness.
I asked why me. As expected, I was the convenient choice. Someone nearby, someone Darren knew, someone with an appropriate size, and someone in a weird, fucked-up relationship that may not mind doing this.
To be fair, the last statement was mine. Jasmine actually laughed at that point.
A couple of glasses of whiskey later, the girls had it on the rocks while I mixed with coke, we were all sufficiently high. Except I didn’t want to do it.
Despite what Jasmine said she wanted, this was something I really didn’t want to do. Whether it was Natasha, Alicia, Felicia, Shirlyn or anyone else she wanted to push me away to, I didn’t want to do it.
Around 1am we said goodbye to Natasha. I hope I didn’t leave her high and dry, she looked a little disappointed though.
Jasmine was unusually clingy as we walked back to her place.
Me: Do you still want to sleep with Darren occasionally?
J: Yes. But only if you’re ok with it.
Me: Only if it makes you happy.
J: Have you ever wondered what if I can never get enough of him? We might be in the same kind of marriage they’re in right now.
Me: I don’t know if that is something I can accept. But if it makes you happy…
J: And that guy EoS… your online friend… sounds like he’s a decent size as well…
Me: Are you interested to find out?
J: Wasn’t he the first one you called when I wanted a threesome.
Me: Yeah.
J: Weren’t you afraid back then that I might somehow want it more often? With others?
Me: I guess I wasn’t really thinking about that.
J: I want you to be happy too, ok?
Me: Pushing me to others doesn’t make me happy.
J: But seeing me happy makes you happy?
Me: Yes.
J: For awhile I thought maybe you were no longer the pushover that you were before. But now I guess you’re still the same person. Always too concerned about someone else’s happiness than your own.
Me: That’s not necessarily a bad thing.
We reached her place and went straight to the bedroom.
J: It isn’t. But most guys are not like this. It’s so easy to take advantage of you. Like Alicia, she wanted naked cuddles and you agreed. She could easily have had sex with you and you wouldn’t stop her. Same for Felicia. Probably was the same for Shirlyn.
Me: I wasn’t really like this before.
J: What happened to you?
Me: I don’t know.
J: Are you going to sleep with anyone else while waiting for me?
Me: I don’t think so.
J: You know why I’m worried you’re not ready to be with me?
Me: Why?
J: Because you were with Ann when you slept with me. And you were with Ann when you slept with her daughters. I’m worried you’re stuck in this cycle. When someone new and nice and wants to sleep with you comes along, you’ll just do it, not bothering about the person you’re actually with.
Me: Oh.
J: That’s why for now I feel an open relationship will work better, not just for me, but for you as well, until you figure out what you want exactly.
That actually made a lot of sense. I might be the problem.
Me: I’m trying to change.
J: Can you? When we have sex it really feels like we’re making love, and you love me. But when you’re doing it with someone else, I get this funny feeling you’re doing the same thing.
Me: You’re not wrong.
J: That’s why. You put so much effort into it. It can be confusing for a girl ok? Unlike Darren, he’s knows it’s just sex. And that’s all he’s doing. There’s no kissing, no cuddling, he’s just ramming his huge dick into us and driving us crazy physically. What you’re doing is completely different.
Me: So… you want me to fuck instead?
J: I don’t know if you can… woah!
I pushed her onto the bed and pinned her down, staring deep into her eyes.
J: What are you doing?
Me: I’m going to fuck you.
J: Ya right… you-
I pulled down her shorts and panties and rubbed her clit. She moaned.
J: What is this?
I slid a finger in. Strangely she was already wet. I removed my berms and boxers and rubbed my dickhead around her pussy.
J: Wow. You’re acting really strange-
I shoved it in, half expecting some resistance but she was wet. I pounded her hard and fast while pinning her hands above her head and staring at her.
She looked at me wide-eyed, surprised at my ferocity. I rubbed her clit with my thumb.
The way she moaned as I fucked her was so different, so animalistic. Any doubt that she wasn’t enjoying it was erased from my mind when I felt her tighten below and tremble.
J: Don’t stop. I’m cumming.
I didn’t, and a couple thrusts later she arched her back and I covered her mouth as she let out a little scream as I unloaded into her. I pulled out and let it flow out. Not bothering if it stained the sheets. We could always do laundry on the weekend.
We lay there catching our breath.
J: Wow. What happened?
Me: Did you like it?
J: It’s different. Unexpected.
Me: Ok. I’m going to wash up then I’m going to Natasha’s place.
J: Sure. Go ahead.
But despite saying that, she sprung up and took me in her mouth, cleaning up our juices and making me hard again before lowering herself onto it.
J: I’m going to fuck you dry.
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Think we pissed TS off? No update today….
Sorry, was busy at work. New client onboarding. Will update later.
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Originally Posted by
sexcision
Think we pissed TS off? No update today….
Sorry, was busy at work. New client onboarding. Will update later.
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Go EOS go EOS go!!! Hahaha… Go see what the fuss about jasmine and tell us here since she’s curious about you as well.
I did text him to ask if he wanted to be introduced as she requested. He said no. Not even coffee.
I just lay there and let her have her way with me. It wasn’t something I wasn’t used to anyway. She rode me roughly for a couple of minutes and probably came once, before getting off and lying next to me.
Me: I thought we were fucking? Now you want to cuddle?
J: Oh. Yeah. Forgot. It’s a habit with you.
Me: Right.
J: I really enjoyed that.
Me: Sure you did.
J: Physically I mean. Size doesn’t matter.
Me: Then why do you want to keep seeing Darren?
J: Because he fills me up and stretches me like no one else has before.
Me: And?
J: It feels good?
Me: You just felt good right? With me.
J: Different kind of good.
Me: Haven’t you considered that I may be demoralized?
J: Are you?
Me: Maybe slightly.
J: Don’t be. You know the way I feel.
Me: Sometimes I can’t really tell.
J: Sometimes we just want a big cock ok? Ask Alicia or Felicia or anyone else. Except maybe Natasha. She’s sick of big cocks.
Me: So if I say no to Darren, then what? You’ll leave me?
J: Of course not!
Me: Then?
J: I’ll ask again nicely?
Me: Right.
J: Ok fine. I get it. You’re threatened by him.
Me: A little.
J: He’s married. There’s nothing to be worried about.
Me: I know. But maybe I don’t like to share?
J: That’s new. You’ve been sharing your cock with everyone.
Me: That’s not technically true.
J: Come on. The number of women you slept with.
Me: It’s different.
J: So you get the sleep around while supposedly with someone, but you want to apply double standards to me?
Me: I…
J: Just kidding. I’m not angry. I’m surprised you’re suddenly being possessive.
Me: Well…
J: It’s good you feel this way. But we aren’t together. Officially.
Me: I know.
J: And until then, I hope you can understand my needs. And I will understand yours.
Me: I don’t need to sleep with others.
J: And yet others want to sleep with you.
Me: I can’t explain it.
J: I’m ok with you doing it. Can you be ok with me doing it too?
Me: Can I not? I really don’t want you to get addicted to Darren.
J: Hahahahahaha! What?
Me: His cock.
J: Come on. It’s just sex. Although, I wouldn’t mind some variety myself.
Me: You have me.
J: With someone else who has a big cock la.
Me: Who?
J: Your online friend?
Me: Right.
J: Imagine threesome with him and Darren. Two big cocks.
Me: I don’t know how big he is.
J: I thought he wrote in his story he’s 6.5"?
Me: Obviously I didn’t ask him to prove it right?
J: Would you mind if I did?
Me: A threesome?
J: Why not? A girl can fantasize right?
Me: I don’t like this.
J: What’s stopping me from asking Darren to arrange it?
Me: I don’t know. What?
J: You of course! If I want to do it, I want your support and blessings.
Me: Fine.
J: You agree to it?
Me: Fine I’ll text him.
J: Thanks.
So I texted EoS but he outright rejected. Even for a coffee. Guess he must really be happily married.
I updated Jasmine and she was fine with it apparently. I was more than fine.
J: So will you be meeting Natasha?
Me: Can I not?
J: I would like you to.
Me: Why?
J: I think she needs good sex. She really can’t get it from Darren.
Me: You’re just saying it so that I’ll let you sleep with Darren.
J: You’ll let me sleep with Darren anyway. I know you.
Me: Yeah. I guess you’re right.
J: See! You can make another woman happy. Why not?
Me: Because I’m trying to be a better person.
J: Does being with me only make you a better person? I don’t think so. It’s your general character that defines you.
Me: Right.
J: Sleeping around doesn’t make you a bad person. Not to me anyway.
Me: Fine.
J: So Natasha?
Me: Ok.
J: You wanna go over or I ask her to come over.
Me: Anything.
J: You sure?
Me: If it makes you happy, I’ll do it.
J: Alright then.
She texted Natasha who came over.
Jasmine received her at the door and literally pushed her into the room, shutting the door behind her.
N: Hi.
Me: Hi.
N: So how do you want to do this?
Me: I have no idea.
N: How about we chat first and see how things go?
Me: Sure.
I just lay there and let her have her way with me. It wasn’t something I wasn’t used to anyway. She rode me roughly for a couple of minutes and probably came once, before getting off and lying next to me.
Me: I thought we were fucking? Now you want to cuddle?
J: Oh. Yeah. Forgot. It’s a habit with you.
Me: Right.
J: I really enjoyed that.
Me: Sure you did.
J: Physically I mean. Size doesn’t matter.
Me: Then why do you want to keep seeing Darren?
J: Because he fills me up and stretches me like no one else has before.
Me: And?
J: It feels good?
Me: You just felt good right? With me.
J: Different kind of good.
Me: Haven’t you considered that I may be demoralized?
J: Are you?
Me: Maybe slightly.
J: Don’t be. You know the way I feel.
Me: Sometimes I can’t really tell.
J: Sometimes we just want a big cock ok? Ask Alicia or Felicia or anyone else. Except maybe Natasha. She’s sick of big cocks.
Me: So if I say no to Darren, then what? You’ll leave me?
J: Of course not!
Me: Then?
J: I’ll ask again nicely?
Me: Right.
J: Ok fine. I get it. You’re threatened by him.
Me: A little.
J: He’s married. There’s nothing to be worried about.
Me: I know. But maybe I don’t like to share?
J: That’s new. You’ve been sharing your cock with everyone.
Me: That’s not technically true.
J: Come on. The number of women you slept with.
Me: It’s different.
J: So you get the sleep around while supposedly with someone, but you want to apply double standards to me?
Me: I…
J: Just kidding. I’m not angry. I’m surprised you’re suddenly being possessive.
Me: Well…
J: It’s good you feel this way. But we aren’t together. Officially.
Me: I know.
J: And until then, I hope you can understand my needs. And I will understand yours.
Me: I don’t need to sleep with others.
J: And yet others want to sleep with you.
Me: I can’t explain it.
J: I’m ok with you doing it. Can you be ok with me doing it too?
Me: Can I not? I really don’t want you to get addicted to Darren.
J: Hahahahahaha! What?
Me: His cock.
J: Come on. It’s just sex. Although, I wouldn’t mind some variety myself.
Me: You have me.
J: With someone else who has a big cock la.
Me: Who?
J: Your online friend?
Me: Right.
J: Imagine threesome with him and Darren. Two big cocks.
Me: I don’t know how big he is.
J: I thought he wrote in his story he’s 6.5"?
Me: Obviously I didn’t ask him to prove it right?
J: Would you mind if I did?
Me: A threesome?
J: Why not? A girl can fantasize right?
Me: I don’t like this.
J: What’s stopping me from asking Darren to arrange it?
Me: I don’t know. What?
J: You of course! If I want to do it, I want your support and blessings.
Me: Fine.
J: You agree to it?
Me: Fine I’ll text him.
J: Thanks.
So I texted EoS but he outright rejected. Even for a coffee. Guess he must really be happily married.
I updated Jasmine and she was fine with it apparently. I was more than fine.
J: So will you be meeting Natasha?
Me: Can I not?
J: I would like you to.
Me: Why?
J: I think she needs good sex. She really can’t get it from Darren.
Me: You’re just saying it so that I’ll let you sleep with Darren.
J: You’ll let me sleep with Darren anyway. I know you.
Me: Yeah. I guess you’re right.
J: See! You can make another woman happy. Why not?
Me: Because I’m trying to be a better person.
J: Does being with me only make you a better person? I don’t think so. It’s your general character that defines you.
Me: Right.
J: Sleeping around doesn’t make you a bad person. Not to me anyway.
Me: Fine.
J: So Natasha?
Me: Ok.
J: You wanna go over or I ask her to come over.
Me: Anything.
J: You sure?
Me: If it makes you happy, I’ll do it.
J: Alright then.
She texted Natasha who came over.
Jasmine received her at the door and literally pushed her into the room, shutting the door behind her.
N: Hi.
Me: Hi.
N: So how do you want to do this?
Me: I have no idea.
N: How about we chat first and see how things go?
Me: Sure.
I don’t know why Jasmine allowed us to be in her bedroom, but considering we’d already done it there with Darren before, why not his wife now?
I wondered if I should shower again. I wondered what the fuck I was doing.
Natasha sat on the edge of the bed.
N: You just had sex.
How could she tell?
Me: Yeah.
N: And you still can have sex?
Me: Perhaps.
N: Amazing. Darren’s recovery is amazing too. But I wanna die everytime he goes in.
Me: Sure.
She patted the edge of the bed.
N: Sit? Don’t be shy. I won’t bite. Unless you want me to.
Me: Erm. Please don’t.
N: Darren tells me you last damn long.
Me: Longer than him definitely.
N: Well, we can’t have all the good things right?
Me: Guess not.
N: Jasmine’s a nice girl. I think you’ll be great together.
Me: I’m not so sure now actually.
N: Why not?
Me: This… lifestyle… it’s not something I really want.
N: Do you think Darren wanted this? We really tried. When we were dating it was fine, we broke up god knows how many times and got back together. Obviously we saw others in between. But I wanted to marry him because he was always there for me, no matter what.
Me: I see.
N: Big dick aside, he has an even bigger heart. I think maybe you’re the same.
Me: So this open marriage, really your idea?
N: Yup. I couldn’t take it after the second kid. I don’t know if it was post-natal depression or what. But I was feeling down all the time, and somehow only sex made me feel better.
Me: For real?
N: Yes. Darren tried his best of course. But it was still too painful after awhile. So I went online, read up about this lifestyle. And here we are.
Me: And he really got his friends to help out?
N: Yes. I’m thankful for that. It’s easier when you already know the person.
Me: Was this where EoS came into the picture?
N: Nope. He was someone from a long time ago. When we had broken up. I was angry and just wanted to fuck one of his friends as revenge. They didn’t really like each other back then. So I thought it would be perfect.
Me: But?
N: Well… I really don’t like dicks that are too big. Never went past a blowjob. Tried to deepthroat, unfortunately I was too high. Puked all over him.
Me: Must have been embarrassing.
N: What do you think? I can barely look him in the eye these days.
Me: I see.
N: So when Darren suggested him again. It was a definite no.
Me: Poor guy.
N: Hardly. I’ve seen his stories. Didn’t realise he was like that. Always figured he would be the type that would get married young, have too many kids and stuff like that. Of course, I’m sure some of those things he wrote are made up.
Me: I didn’t really read that deep into his stories. Only the last one.
N: Ah. I see.
Me: So do you really wanna do this?
N: I do. But do you?
Me: I don’t.
N: Oh well. Can you at least show me the goods?
Me: Erm.
N: I wanna see what I’m missing out on.
Me: Not much really.
N: You’re so wishy-washy.
Me: Yeah. Been told that many times.
Suddenly the door opened.
J: Just show her la!
She came over and pulled down my shorts, exposing my flaccid member. I saw a smile form on Natasha’s face.
N: Can I touch it? Wanna see how big it gets.
Me: Erm.
J: You’ve already come this far.
Me: I’ll do it myself.
I started stroking my dick, trying to bring it to full hardness despite the exertions with Jasmine prior. She came over and kissed my neck, before pushing me down onto the bed, and straddling my face. She pulled her shorts to the side, as if asking me to eat her.
N: Wow. You’re so submissive.
I ate Jasmine’s pussy as I stroked myself to full hardness.
N: Very nice.
I felt a finger running up my leg, but it didn’t feel like a finger. I tried to squirm out from under Jasmine to see what was going on but she kept her pussy firmly plastered on my face.
I felt her soft, small breasts brush against my thigh. She was rubbing her already erect nipples on me.
N: You’re leaking.
J: Yeah he leaks a lot.
N: May I?
J: Go ahead.
Perhaps I was too submissive for my own good, but I didn’t resist as much as I should.
Her tongue ran up my inner thighs, swirled around my balls, then up the shaft. I felt her lips wrap around my dickhead, while her tongue flapped on my dickhead, softly probing the hole. She slowly swallowed my pole until I hit the back of her throat. I could feel her gagging, but she maintained the absurdly strong suction on my cock. I wondered if this was the surprise EoS was referring to. Compared to all the blowjobs I received so far, Natasha’s definitely felt the most sensual, yet animalistic. She was sucking on my cock like it was the tastiest piece of meat she ever had, and yet she had a pretty premium piece back home.
She stopped after a couple of minutes, yet I found myself wanting more. It was like her mouth and tongue were a drug for my dick. I felt the rubber unrolling over it and she climbed onto the bed. I wondered how she was going to get me in if she wasn’t wet, but I guess that was never a concern.
The vice-like grip around my dickhead instantly made me realize why Darren would hurt her. She was fucking tight, even for me. She was way tighter than anyone I ever fucked in my entire life. She slid me in slowly and moaned as she took me inside her. I could definitely hit her cervix, and I wasn’t even sure if I was even fully in. She ground her clit onto me slowly, front and back motions, then circular. Part of me really wanted to see what was going on.
After a couple of minutes, she started riding me, slowly at first, then faster. I felt every bit of her tightness. I was pretty sure I was going to cum fast this time.
Jasmine finally got off and lay beside us, watching. Natasha’s eyes were closed as she moaned towards another orgasm. She lay on my chest and fucked me slowly. Her tightness allowed me to feel every single contraction inside her.
I looked at Jasmine. Somehow she was smiling at me.
Natasha tried to kiss me but I turned my face away towards Jasmine instead to kiss her. I think she got the hint as she sat back up and resumed her riding.
I lost count of the number of orgasms or near orgasms she had before she finally got off and removed the condom.
N: I’ll finish you with my mouth?
Me: It’s fine.
N: You’re still hard.
Me: Really it’s fine.
J: I’ll take over from here.
Quick as a flash, she sprang up and grabbed a wet tissue to wipe me, before sliding me in. The difference in tightness was pretty dramatic. Natasha helped her to remove her t-shirt, letting her braless chest go free. She cupped them and teased her nipples. She brought her head towards them.
N: May I?
J: Errr… sure?
Natasha started sucking on Jasmine’s breasts while she rode me.
Nearly half an hour later I felt myself getting soft but still had not cum. Jasmine sensed it too and got off, lying down next to me.
N: Thank you for letting me do it.
Me: No problem.
She got dressed and saw herself out.
J: Well?
Me: Well what?
J: Not so bad right?
Me: Erm.
J: I bet she’s damn tight.
Me: Pretty tight.
J: And you still didn’t cum.
Me: No feeling. It’s different when it’s with you.
It was a white lie. I almost came.
She kissed me again.
J: You’re so sweet. And that’s why I want to be with you.
Me: You really gotta make up your mind.
J: About?
Me: What you want.
J: Right now, let’s just cuddle to sleep ok?
Me: What about Darren? Or EoS? Or anyone else?
J: They’re nothing compared to you…
I really hope that was the truth.
I don’t know why Jasmine allowed us to be in her bedroom, but considering we’d already done it there with Darren before, why not his wife now?
I wondered if I should shower again. I wondered what the fuck I was doing.
Natasha sat on the edge of the bed.
N: You just had sex.
How could she tell?
Me: Yeah.
N: And you still can have sex?
Me: Perhaps.
N: Amazing. Darren’s recovery is amazing too. But I wanna die everytime he goes in.
Me: Sure.
She patted the edge of the bed.
N: Sit? Don’t be shy. I won’t bite. Unless you want me to.
Me: Erm. Please don’t.
N: Darren tells me you last damn long.
Me: Longer than him definitely.
N: Well, we can’t have all the good things right?
Me: Guess not.
N: Jasmine’s a nice girl. I think you’ll be great together.
Me: I’m not so sure now actually.
N: Why not?
Me: This… lifestyle… it’s not something I really want.
N: Do you think Darren wanted this? We really tried. When we were dating it was fine, we broke up god knows how many times and got back together. Obviously we saw others in between. But I wanted to marry him because he was always there for me, no matter what.
Me: I see.
N: Big dick aside, he has an even bigger heart. I think maybe you’re the same.
Me: So this open marriage, really your idea?
N: Yup. I couldn’t take it after the second kid. I don’t know if it was post-natal depression or what. But I was feeling down all the time, and somehow only sex made me feel better.
Me: For real?
N: Yes. Darren tried his best of course. But it was still too painful after awhile. So I went online, read up about this lifestyle. And here we are.
Me: And he really got his friends to help out?
N: Yes. I’m thankful for that. It’s easier when you already know the person.
Me: Was this where EoS came into the picture?
N: Nope. He was someone from a long time ago. When we had broken up. I was angry and just wanted to fuck one of his friends as revenge. They didn’t really like each other back then. So I thought it would be perfect.
Me: But?
N: Well… I really don’t like dicks that are too big. Never went past a blowjob. Tried to deepthroat, unfortunately I was too high. Puked all over him.
Me: Must have been embarrassing.
N: What do you think? I can barely look him in the eye these days.
Me: I see.
N: So when Darren suggested him again. It was a definite no.
Me: Poor guy.
N: Hardly. I’ve seen his stories. Didn’t realise he was like that. Always figured he would be the type that would get married young, have too many kids and stuff like that. Of course, I’m sure some of those things he wrote are made up.
Me: I didn’t really read that deep into his stories. Only the last one.
N: Ah. I see.
Me: So do you really wanna do this?
N: I do. But do you?
Me: I don’t.
N: Oh well. Can you at least show me the goods?
Me: Erm.
N: I wanna see what I’m missing out on.
Me: Not much really.
N: You’re so wishy-washy.
Me: Yeah. Been told that many times.
Suddenly the door opened.
J: Just show her la!
She came over and pulled down my shorts, exposing my flaccid member. I saw a smile form on Natasha’s face.
N: Can I touch it? Wanna see how big it gets.
Me: Erm.
J: You’ve already come this far.
Me: I’ll do it myself.
I started stroking my dick, trying to bring it to full hardness despite the exertions with Jasmine prior. She came over and kissed my neck, before pushing me down onto the bed, and straddling my face. She pulled her shorts to the side, as if asking me to eat her.
N: Wow. You’re so submissive.
I ate Jasmine’s pussy as I stroked myself to full hardness.
N: Very nice.
I felt a finger running up my leg, but it didn’t feel like a finger. I tried to squirm out from under Jasmine to see what was going on but she kept her pussy firmly plastered on my face.
I felt her soft, small breasts brush against my thigh. She was rubbing her already erect nipples on me.
N: You’re leaking.
J: Yeah he leaks a lot.
N: May I?
J: Go ahead.
Perhaps I was too submissive for my own good, but I didn’t resist as much as I should.
Her tongue ran up my inner thighs, swirled around my balls, then up the shaft. I felt her lips wrap around my dickhead, while her tongue flapped on my dickhead, softly probing the hole. She slowly swallowed my pole until I hit the back of her throat. I could feel her gagging, but she maintained the absurdly strong suction on my cock. I wondered if this was the surprise EoS was referring to. Compared to all the blowjobs I received so far, Natasha’s definitely felt the most sensual, yet animalistic. She was sucking on my cock like it was the tastiest piece of meat she ever had, and yet she had a pretty premium piece back home.
She stopped after a couple of minutes, yet I found myself wanting more. It was like her mouth and tongue were a drug for my dick. I felt the rubber unrolling over it and she climbed onto the bed. I wondered how she was going to get me in if she wasn’t wet, but I guess that was never a concern.
The vice-like grip around my dickhead instantly made me realize why Darren would hurt her. She was fucking tight, even for me. She was way tighter than anyone I ever fucked in my entire life. She slid me in slowly and moaned as she took me inside her. I could definitely hit her cervix, and I wasn’t even sure if I was even fully in. She ground her clit onto me slowly, front and back motions, then circular. Part of me really wanted to see what was going on.
After a couple of minutes, she started riding me, slowly at first, then faster. I felt every bit of her tightness. I was pretty sure I was going to cum fast this time.
Jasmine finally got off and lay beside us, watching. Natasha’s eyes were closed as she moaned towards another orgasm. She lay on my chest and fucked me slowly. Her tightness allowed me to feel every single contraction inside her.
I looked at Jasmine. Somehow she was smiling at me.
Natasha tried to kiss me but I turned my face away towards Jasmine instead to kiss her. I think she got the hint as she sat back up and resumed her riding.
I lost count of the number of orgasms or near orgasms she had before she finally got off and removed the condom.
N: I’ll finish you with my mouth?
Me: It’s fine.
N: You’re still hard.
Me: Really it’s fine.
J: I’ll take over from here.
Quick as a flash, she sprang up and grabbed a wet tissue to wipe me, before sliding me in. The difference in tightness was pretty dramatic. Natasha helped her to remove her t-shirt, letting her braless chest go free. She cupped them and teased her nipples. She brought her head towards them.
N: May I?
J: Errr… sure?
Natasha started sucking on Jasmine’s breasts while she rode me.
Nearly half an hour later I felt myself getting soft but still had not cum. Jasmine sensed it too and got off, lying down next to me.
N: Thank you for letting me do it.
Me: No problem.
She got dressed and saw herself out.
J: Well?
Me: Well what?
J: Not so bad right?
Me: Erm.
J: I bet she’s damn tight.
Me: Pretty tight.
J: And you still didn’t cum.
Me: No feeling. It’s different when it’s with you.
It was a white lie. I almost came.
She kissed me again.
J: You’re so sweet. And that’s why I want to be with you.
Me: You really gotta make up your mind.
J: About?
Me: What you want.
J: Right now, let’s just cuddle to sleep ok?
Me: What about Darren? Or EoS? Or anyone else?
J: They’re nothing compared to you…
I really hope that was the truth.