Jen's Sexual Education Pt. 01 by DoctorErotic,DoctorErotic

‘This will do nicely,’ I thought to myself as I adjusted my bikini in the mirror. The watermelon red top was just revealing enough to perfectly show off my double Ds but not enough to seem like I was trying too hard.

“Are you almost ready?” my husband Nick called out to me from just outside the bathroom door.

“Yep, be right there,” I responded as I pulled a tank top over my bikini clad torso. We were about to head to an end of summer cookout at the house of my husband’s boss. His boss often threw parties, in part to allow his subordinates a chance to kick back and relax. But also I believe he loved showing off his gigantic house, complete with a stunningly beautiful in ground pool. I was certainly looking forward to taking a dip.

As I opened the bathroom door, Nick grinned at me. Though I had put on a top, he could easily tell which bikini I was wearing and he knew exactly how good I looked in it. My husband had absolutely no problem with his co-workers seeing me in fairly revealing swimwear. In fact, I suspected he actually enjoyed it quite a bit. He had always seemed to take pride when they would comment on my looks or even do some playful flirting. I am sure that my appearance at these get-togethers didn’t hurt Nick’s standing with his boss either.

This probably all sounds like I am pretty conceited, and I do think I am pretty attractive overall. Maybe not model-pretty of course, I do have my flaws. My facial features are just a bit oversized for my head and my pale skin is marred with the occasional blemish here and there. But I do, as my husband would say, have a “smoking hot body.” I am slim overall, but with a well defined hourglass figure. My prominent hips flare out quite a bit from my 24 inch waist and my butt is pretty wide, with a bit of a bubble shape in the back. My breasts, however, are the real show stoppers. They are real and quite perky for their size (32DD) but have just enough of a pleasant sag to give my body that womanly shape that seems to drive many guys wild.

It wasn’t uncommon for my body, or especially my boobs to become hot topics of conversations at social gatherings like the one we were about to go to. I know that might seem very strange to many people, but I had become fairly accustomed to it over the last 10-15 years of my life. It had been over a year since our last party where I had the chance to get into a swimsuit in front of a crowd. I was certainly looking forward to the extra attention!

***

The soirée was in full swing by the time we got to the boss’s house. Upon entering the back pool area, many of Nick’s workmates got up to come greet us. A few guys even bothered to get out of the pool. It was always nice to see so many smiling faces.

After we said hello to several people, Nick’s boss came walking briskly out of the house. He did not even say hi to Nick but went straight for me, wrapping one large arm around my waist in a bit too familiar of a hug. His fingertips even brushed against the side of my breast. It was a tiny bit creepy I had to admit, but again, I was quite used to this behavior out of some men.

Nick just laughed at his boss’s enthusiasm to see me. After breaking our embrace he finally shot his hand over to Nick’s and formally welcomed him to the party. “Nick… damned glad to see you tonight, and even more glad you brought Jen this time!”

“Thanks boss!” he responded. Most of the employees at the company always referred to him as “boss” or “bossman” or something like that. I think many did not even know his first name, but he obviously liked it that way.

A few minutes went by with several of us making small talk, but soon Nick perked up looking behind me. “Hey, there he is,” he exclaimed excitedly.

I turned to see a man walking towards us who had obviously just arrived and looked relieved to have found the right place.

“This is Joshua,” the boss said to me more than anyone else. “Just hired him last week. Going to be an awesome addition to the team!” I found it amusing that he felt like he had to introduce every single new team member to me personally, as he had done several times in the past. It was like he needed my approval, which he obviously didn’t.

“Just Josh is OK,” the new guy responded.

Josh was a thin 5’9″ish man that was difficult to get a read on as far as his age. He had a youthful face, but a bit of salt and pepper in his slightly unkempt hair and beard. He wore a simple T-shirt that looked to have some faint oil stains on it, along with jeans and sandals. What was remarkable about him though, was despite the obvious lack of care for his outward appearance, he carried himself with an almost unusual confidence.

“It’s good to see you all, and good to meet you all,” he said, gesturing to the group of us standing there which included both his new colleagues plus some of us spouses and plus ones. As he looked around the group of us, I instantly noticed that he spent no more time looking in my direction than anyone else’s. Again, that might seem like a strange thing to notice, but I was extremely accustomed to being stared at up and down especially when meeting a man for the first time. The really stupid thing was that his look, actions, and way he carried himself made me a bit attracted to him, though he was certainly not my usual type. Nick was more conventionally attractive to me with his taller, more muscular build and clean shaven face. But there was something about Josh that I really liked.

After another 10 or 15 minutes of mingling, the boss’s wife came out and pronounced that all the food was now ready. The group of us moved to form a buffet line and proceed to fill our plates to varying levels. One of my hubby’s work buddies ended up in line just behind me. “Are you going to be hitting the pool after we eat?” he excitedly asked me.

“Chris!” his wife yelled from behind him. She leaned around his body to speak directly to me. “Let me apologize for my husband’s behavior,” she said with a laugh.

“I was just asking Jen if she was swimming later, geez,” he protested.

Well you don’t have to be so obvious about how excited you are for that,” she fired back.

Another couple of Nick’s colleagues were in ear shot and began laughing at the couple’s mini row. After a few seconds one of them piped up.

“Well, did Jen ever give an answer? I need to know if I should leave it stay after we eat.”

There was more laughter and my face turned a bit red. I spoke up softly, “Yea I might take a short dip in a bit.”

I heard a few exclamations of “nice” or “yes” around me and even more giggling.

“See, we all have a reason to stay now,” Chris bravely chimed in, challenging his wife.

She shook her head smiling. “More like two reasons,” she quipped, glancing towards my chest. Everyone around burst out laughing.

***

Thirty minutes later I was tossing my paper plate in the trash and trying to decide if I was digested enough to go for a quick swim. Several of the others had already finished eating and had jumped in the pool. A few of them saw me get up and beckoned me to join them.

I looked back at Nick, not really wanting to jump right in without him but he was deep in conversation with Bossman. He noticed me looking and quickly stated. “Go ahead without me, Jen. You don’t want to let down your fan club.” His boss chuckled but then they returned to their deep conversation.

I got up and walked towards some lounge chairs that were beside the pool. I could have gone inside to “change” into my swimwear, but having it on underneath my clothes afforded me the opportunity to give them all a little show. I decided to just strip right there next to the pool. I did not want to disappoint of course.

As I slowly peeled off my tank top over my head, a chorus of whistles and calls came from the guys already in the pool and even some sitting around it. While I wasn’t really looking at any of them directly, I could feel their eyes on me. It had been awhile since I had shown this much skin in front of others and it was admittedly a bit exhilarating.

As I continued my strip tease, I decided to turn around before removing my bottoms. My backside was now facing the fervent crowd in the pool and I bent over pointing my butt directly it at them while sliding my shorts down over my toned legs. More cries of enthusiasm ensued.

Now that my full body was in view, only covered by the fairly skimpy bikini, a kind of hush fell over the crowd. I was glad I had not overstuffed myself, as I was able to keep my gut nice and tight. I turned around slowly giving them one last unobstructed view.

“Nick, you lucky fucker!” someone yelled out, breaking the tension. They all laughed and then I quickly dove into the pool.

The water was nice, a bit cold at first but very refreshing on this warm summer evening. I swam a few lengths of the pool to get a bit of exercise then struck up a few conversations with some of the other women that had made their way to the water. I certainly did not want them to feel alienated by their way their pervy husbands had been acting, and fortunately they were almost always super nice and not resentful towards me at all.

After another 10 minutes or so, some of the guys started to jump off of the diving board that was situated at one end of the pool. They were trying to see who could make the biggest splash of course. Unsurprisingly, a few of them began to egg me on to join them.

I reluctantly agreed to make one jump, if nothing more than to make them shut up for a second. As quickly as I could I climbed up one of the pool ladders and scampered my way over to the diving board. I am sure all the guys watched my ‘girls’ bounce along the entire time.

I stepped into the board, paused for a sec then took four quick steps and jumped onto the end of the board getting a bit more air than I thought I could. A second later my body slammed into the water. I could not hear well with my head momentarily dipping beneath the surface but it seemed they were all impressed with my jump and splash. I quickly swam back to the side of the pool and parked myself next to one of the women who was just casually watching the whole thing.

“Nice one Jen!” she said softly. “But hey, your boob is out.”

I looked down and sure enough, my top had been pulled down and my whole right breast was now exposed! About half of my large pink areola was above the water level. I quickly pulled my top back up and looked around but somehow no one else had seemed to notice.

“Thanks for the show!” she exclaimed, chuckling. “My husband would be so jealous.”

I smiled back. “I think that is enough jumping for me,” I laughed wiping water away from my eyes. I decided that I was finished swimming for the time being and climbed once again from the pool. By this time, I guess the sight of my body had become old hat for the other guys as they seemed to be totally engrossed in their splash contest.

I scanned the pool area for a towel, quickly locating one, but as I walked over toward it, I also noticed Josh sitting at one of the tables by himself just kind of quietly observing the scene.

I wrapped the towel around my shoulders then headed over to his table, grabbing the seat next to him. I sat down, sliding my chair fairly close to him. I made sure to keep the front of my towel open, giving him the perfect view of my chest, where water from my soaked hair continued to run down my deep cleavage.

“Hey there, it was Jen, right?” He politely asked, making direct eye contact with me.

“That’s right,” I beamed back, flashing him my prettiest smile. I pushed out my chest even further but his eyes never lowered even slightly. This guy was either gay or had the best self control in the world I thought to myself.

“Cool party,” he stated. “Seems like everyone is having a great time.”

“Are you?” I challenged him.

“Sure… I mean I don’t normally do social gatherings like this, but this one is pretty rad. It certainly is a beautiful place.” I nodded in agreement. “You are Nick’s wife, right?”

I nodded again. “What about you?” I pressed. “You married?”

He did not have a ring but I thought I would cover my bases anyway.

“No'” he replied.

“Girlfriend?”

“No”

“Boyfriend?”

“No,” he said again chuckling. “Are you trying to set me up with someone?”

“Ha, no. Just curious. You seem to be a cool smart guy, so I am surprised you are still on the market.”

“Well I would not really say that,” he replied tilting his head slightly.

“You mean you don’t want a partner?”

“Yea something like that.”

“Ah you don’t want to be tied down, right?” I surmised. “I bet you are getting a different woman every night.” I was teasing him but was also genuinely interested in his situation and how he would respond to my personal inquiries.

“No it’s not like that at all. To tell you the truth, I am actually asexual.”

Just at that moment, the boss yelled at me from across the patio.

“Jen! Hey Jen!! Nick has something to tell you.”

I groaned and apologized to Josh, reluctantly getting up from the table. I wrapped myself more fully in my towel and moved over to where Nick and the boss had somehow still been having their conversation.

As I reached their area, Nick kind of had a stunned look on his face. “Well are you going to tell her or do I have to?” the boss cried out.

Nick cleared his throat. “He just made me 1st VP,” he almost whispered.

“Damn right I did. And he’ll be a damned good one too.” Boss smacked Nick on the back and got up from his chair. I gave them both a huge smile and walked over to congratulate my husband. The boss intercepted me. “Aren’t you super excited, Jen?”

He opened his arms to give me a huge bear hug. It again felt pretty creepy as my wet tits squeezed against his chest, but all part of the gig, right? “Talk to Nick, he will give you all the details. This includes a very hefty pay bump too you know, he whispered in my ear. Thank me later,” he laughed as he finally moved aside and let me continue to my husband.

***

The remainder of the evening was spent with coworkers congratulating Nick for and talking with him about his new position. Though I really wanted to get back to my unfinished conversation with Josh, I did not want to seem ungrateful or unenthused about this major promotion so I decided it best to stay by my husband’s side the rest of the time we were there if nothing more than to lend my support through this stressful time. Unfortunately by the time we had begun to wrap up the party, it seemed Josh had already left, likely slipping out among all the commotion.

On the way home, Nick and I finally were able to discuss the impact of the situation in greater detail. We had been expecting a promotion of some kind for a bit now, but had no idea it was going to be this kind of thing. At age 34, Nick would become the youngest VP in the company’s history. And his salary was going to nearly double. Of course that was all amazing but the downside was that he was going to need to work longer hours and go on many more overnight trips. Apparently he would sometimes need to fly out for almost a week at a time depending on how many meetings he needed to attend.

We discussed how that might affect our relationship, but I assured him that we could make it through any strain it would cause. Obviously the increased financial stability should pay off in the long run. And fortunately we had decided awhile back against having children, so it wasn’t like he was going to be missing out on a his kid’s life or anything like that. We honestly theorized that one of the reasons he ended up getting the position over a few others was that we had no children which would make him more willing to put in the long hours necessary for the job.

So really the only issue was the reduction in time we would be spending together. I would need to get used to being by myself. I could certainly deal with that though, I thought to myself. After all the attention I got at the party tonight, a bit of peace and quiet would be a welcome change.

***

Over the next few weeks, Nick slowly began to transition to his new role. With all of his new duties I was already finding that I had much more time to myself. More time to think than anything. I found myself thinking about Nick’s coworker Josh fairly often. Though our conversation at the cookout had been very brief, it was quite provocative and memorable. And that last thing he said to me, how he considered himself to be asexual… what exactly did that mean? Did he not ever feel horny or aroused? If so, I had no idea that any guy was ever like that. Women sure, but never men. Or was I just naïve to the way the world really worked?

The way that Josh had interacted with me, how he had not stared at my breasts even once, how he remained calm and in control at all times. I was so used to men becoming a stammering mess when I approached them for conversation, especially when my tits were on full display. Josh was certainly an enigma… or maybe a challenge?

This kind of naughty thought often popped into my head whenever I thought about Josh, and more and more each time I did. The thought of seducing this completely non sexual man was quite alluring. Maybe I was super conceited, but how could any man resist my body if I truly tried to seduce them? And what a challenge it would be with a person that obviously had this kind of self control. But even if it was lack of interest, wouldn’t it be such an amazing conquest for me to break him? To force him to be interested in me?

Of course I knew these thoughts were selfish, wrong, arguably immoral, and I had no intention of ever acting upon them, but I had to admit, the fantasy was certainly thrilling. I had not felt like this since my first few years in college when I used my looks and sexuality to exploit a few too many inexperienced college boys. But this fantasy was even naughtier as those desperate guys could not have been easier to get into bed. Josh would be a real challenge.

But I was getting carried away with myself. I wasn’t going to cheat on my husband. On the other hand, I did still want to at least chat more with Josh. For some reason I really needed to know what made him asexual. Maybe if I figured that out I would stop obsessing over him so much.

I thought it might be weird to ask Nick for his contact info so I decided to try and figure it out on my own. I knew Nick often used MS Teams for work on our shared home PC and it was usually still logged in to. So one day, when he was still working late, I decided to do a bit of snooping. Sure enough I quickly found a list of work contact on Teams. I scrolled through looking for a Joshua and soon discovered there seemed to be only one. That must be him!

But unfortunately there did not appear to be a phone number attached. I could have messaged him there but Nick would obviously see that. However, I did at least get one piece of info, his last name.

Now having his full name I decided to search on some social media to see if he had any accounts. I started with Instagram but had no luck. He did not seem to be the Instagram type anyway. Then I moved to Facebook. Sure enough, his name returned an immediate result and I recognized him from his profile pic. However, wow did it seem to be old. His last updates were almost a decade ago. I guess he was right when he said he did not really do the social scene too much.

I decided to try sending him a friend request anyway just to see if he might somehow get it. After sending the request I poked around a bit through the information that was still public on his profile. He was 38 years old, had a master’s degree and had lived in a couple different cities over the years. I also of course looked though his pictures. Most were fairly mundane, family and friends photos, but one in particular did catch my eye.

There on my computer screen was a pic of Josh, he looked maybe mid 20s, with a gorgeous blond girl sitting in his lap. Her arms were draped around his neck and she was kissing his cheek while he smiled for the camera. As I scrolled further I spotted the same girl a couple more times. In each photo they were always very close and it was pretty obvious they were a couple. I continued further and found some of Josh looking even younger. In some of these he was with another very attractive girl. She had dark brown hair and very cute dimples and again it was obvious that they were romantically involved in some capacity.

As I stared at these pretty young women with a young Josh on my screen I was amazed that I actually felt a tinge of jealousy towards these girls. How irrational was that? But the feeling was certainly there. I could not help but feel envy towards the way Josh obviously felt about them. But I hardly even knew Josh. How could I possibly feel like this?

Just then a message popped up at the top of my screen.

“Joshua ***** has accepted your friend request.” I about fell out of my chair. With my heart thumping in my chest, I immediately went to send him a DM. Typing my opening message, I felt like a nervous school girl.

“Hiya Josh!. Hope you remember me from the cookout a couple weeks ago.”

Seconds later he replied:

“Of course I remember you Jen. Not like you weren’t the center of attention all night at that party lol.”

“Haha I guess I was,” I replied. “Do you remember the conversation we were having?” I continued.

“Um… vaguely. I seem to remember you grilling me about my lack of a sex life ;).”

“The last thing you said was that you were ‘asexual.’ I just wanted to know what you meant by that.” I decided to just be super direct.

“Well… I guess that is not entirely true. I sometimes say that just to shock people!”

“So you are sexual?”

“Well, I sometimes say ‘asexual’ just to mean that I am not seeking a sexual relationship with another person. Does that makes sense?”

After reading those words I sat and thought for several seconds. I was confused, but still quite curious about his situation. I continued: “It makes sense but I don’t really understand I guess. Why don’t you want a relationship? Are you not attracted to anyone?”

“Ummmm… It’s complicated.”

“We don’t have to discuss it if it is a sensitive issue for you.” I was worried I was offending him.

“No it’s OK. You are probably curious because you don’t meet too many men like me.”

Relieved, I continued my questioning. “Yea, I thought all guys were pretty much horny all the time. You know the thing about you all thinking about sex every 7 seconds lol. You aren’t like that?”

“Well, I am not sure it is every 7 secs, but I guess I do think about it pretty often.”

“Oh yea? So you do get horny?”

“Yes I do.”

“Well now I am even more confused :(.” I genuinely was!

“lol sorry.”

“So do you just like jerk it all the time or what?”

“Something like that.”

“Really? And that is as good as sex with a partner for you?”

There was a pause of over a minute, and I again thought I had maybe offended and annoyed him. But then he finally responded.

“You might not believe this, but it’s actually a lot better.”

A strange feeling pulsed through my body. Was this guy for real? Those cute girls in his pics must have been terrible in bed I thought. But guys usually did not even care about that. I had had sex with a few where I literally just laid totally still and they had claimed it was the best sex they had ever had. How could they be worse than that? Maybe he never actually had sex with them.

“Have you ever actually had sex?” I pushed on.

“lol yes.”

“and… was it not good?”

“I mean, it was OK, but other stuff can be better.”

Other stuff?

“Were you attracted to the girls you had sex with? I assume they were girls?”

“Oh yes, believe it or not I had some pretty hot girlfriends back in college. Maybe not as hot as you of course ;).”

“Oh so you do think I am hot?”

“Well of course. I think any straight guy would be attracted to you lol”

I enjoyed the flattery, but I had never been more confounded. “So you are attracted to women and think I’m hot, but you would still rather jerk your cock than fuck me?” I could not believe I actually typed that.

30 seconds passed.

“Is that an offer?”

I laughed to myself. Did I actually break him already?

“You wish ;),” I replied back, hoping he would take it somewhat playfully.

After another lengthy pause, he replied again.

“Well, even if it was, I would have to refuse. I am sure you would be amazing, but you are, you know… married to my boss now (lol) and like I said, masturbation for me is just simply better.”

My confusion boiled over again.

“But how do you know?”

He must have been typing quickly because his next response came back quite fast.

“Because the way I am creates certain challenges with normal sex, but I have learned to cope with that by finding new and different ways to experience self-pleasure.”

New and different? I was beyond intrigued. And what the fuck was wrong with him that made sex such a challenge? I needed to press him further, if nothing more than for my own sanity.

“OK well now you have to give me some details. What do you mean by ‘new and different’?”

“Well, just like how woman have different ways to receive pleasure, men do too. Most think male sexuality begins and ends with the penis. They have no idea what men are actually capable of.”

I could not even think of how to respond, but fortunately after a few more seconds he continued.

“Do you know much about prostate stimulation?”

“I know some guys like stuff shoved up their ass if that is what you mean lol.”

“Well that is a very un-nuanced way to put it. There is a lot more to it than that. When a guy learns to make the prostate the center of his pleasure (not his penis) a whole other sexual world opens up.”

This guy was seriously altering my entire worldview through a simple messenger chat.

“So what exactly do you do?”

“It was honestly a long journey for me, as it is for a lot of guys that discover this kind of thing. About 10 years ago I started experimenting with prostate play. I read a lot about it… there is a ton of info online if you know where to look. Then I bought myself a prostate massager and never looked back ;).”

“Is that like a vibrator?” I asked, my confusion now turning more into pure curiosity.

“They do make those, but I don’t think they are very effective honestly. The best prostate massagers are just devices that just go up there and rest against the prostate. Your muscles do the rest.”

After a brief pause, the next message he sent contained a link to another website. I cautiously clicked it to see what in the hell he wanted to show me. It took me to what looked like the product page of the ‘massager’ that he was describing. The device was made entirely of clear plastic and had the most peculiar shape. It was not entirely unlike a dildo, but was different than any I had ever seen. It had a bit of a head on one end (the end that would obviously go inside the man) and then had a series of tapers and bulges up the shaft. At the other end were two small arms extending in opposite directions that curved back towards the head of the device. The end of each was formed into small orbs of plastic. The whole thing had quite the exotic look, almost like a piece of modern art.

“Wow that is pretty wild looking,” I responded after studying the page for a minute.

“Yea, you can read about it if you want on that website. But believe me, that thing changed my life completely lol.”

I was trying to come up with something witty or flirty to say back to him, but another message suddenly flashed up on the screen.

“Hey, I gotta run for now, but we can chat more later if you want. I actually like that you are interested in all of this. Not many people are. See ya!”

***

For the next solid hour, I explored a great deal of the prostate massager website. It turned out they had a variety of products that were similar to the one he showed me… in fact too many to look through in great detail. I did however find a FAQ and some general guides for using their products that I thought were endlessly fascinating.

I read about how the shape of their devices helped create muscle spasms in the area when they were inserted, so that they kind of moved on their own a bit (or something like that… I was not close to fully understanding this stuff). I learned about how men could achieve orgasms from this, even without any penile stimulation whatsoever. A few places on the website also mentioned a kind of “super orgasm” that could last for several minutes and could be achieved through this kind of stimulation. That sounded so wild!

All of this new information was beginning to become overwhelming. I sat back and tried to relax for a second. Looking down, I noticed that there was a large dark spot at the crotch of my purple leggings. OMG, I was soaked. I did not realize how aroused my body had become. The chat with Josh and all the material I had been reading had left me as horny as I had been in a long time.

I slipped a hand under the waistband and marveled at how wet the soft folds were. I had been getting regular waxings for the past several years, so I was completely bare down there and when I got wet, I got really wet with no hair to soak up the moisture.

Just as my fingers made contact with my swollen clit, I heard our garage door open. Fuck, Nick was home. I had totally forgot that I was going to make us some dinner for when he arrived. I quickly jumped up, closed all the windows on the PC, and scampered off towards the kitchen.

***

“Mmmmmaaaagghh,” I moaned loudly as my second orgasm washed over me. I was on top of Nick, riding him enthusiastically while I squeezed my right breast firmly. We had been going at it pretty hard, or at least harder that the usual slow romantic sex that I normally preferred. He probably was wondering what the hell had gotten in to me. I had jumped him the first chance I got after we had eaten dinner. I just had so much residual arousal from my chat and reading session earlier.

As I collapsed forward against my husband, I kissed the side of his face passionately. “Did you cum?” I asked.

“Haha no, I was just trying to make sure you got all the pleasure. Seems like you needed that!” He kissed me back.

My husband had always had great stamina in bed. It was one of his special talents and certainly something that set him apart from pretty much all the other guys I had been with. All of them would have cum in seconds with the way I was riding, but he had lasted for at least a solid 15 minutes, through two of my own climaxes.

“I wanna make you cum. Let me try sucking you.” I whispered seductively into his ear.

I rarely made Nick cum from a blowjob. He always said that they felt great, but just that it wasn’t quite enough stimulation to put him over the edge. I was surely appreciative of his stamina most of the time, but I did very much love making him ejaculate in my mouth or on my body and I wished it was a bit easier to achieve sometimes.

I quickly slid down my husband’s body and took him into my mouth in one motion. Nick had what I would call a very “normal” penis. From my experience, his length, girth, and overall shape was all exactly what you would expect a penis to look like. It was like if you looked up penis in the dictionary, it would have a picture of his as the perfect example. His always felt comfortable inside me and I enjoyed the circumcised look and its entire aesthetic.

Nick moaned softly as I began to bob my head slowly from base to tip, swirling my tongue around the underside as I moved. Suddenly a naughty thought popped into my head. All this info about prostate stimulation had me really wanting to try something. I moved my right hand to his balls and began to gently massage. He moaned again. Then I slid my fingers down and began to work his perineum, feeling his cock swell even harder as I explored the area.

I then pulled my hand back and moved it up to the base of his cock. His whole shaft was covered in a mixture of saliva and my own wetness from earlier. I coated my fingers as best I could, even dipping them into my mouth briefly to make sure they were extra slick.

With the tip of his penis still in my mouth, I then moved my hand back to his perineum and began to search even lower. Soon I found the rough texture of his puckered hole where I began to massage in small circles. He moaned even more loudly.

Next, I began to push my middle finger against his hole much more forcefully. The tip quickly slid in a tiny amount. His body tensed up.

“Jen! What the fuck!” He sounded more surprised than angry.

“Shhhh,” I said, after taking his cock out of my mouth momentarily. “Just relax.”

He inhaled deeply. “OK, but I am not sure that is helping me,” he chuckled.

“Does it hurt?”

“No, just kind of weird. I am not sure I can cum with something in my ass.” He laughed again.

We had never done any anal play on him other than just some brief outer stimulation. We had discussed it before, but he had never seemed super interested I was generally OK with that. But at that moment, I just had to doing some exploring.

“Just try to relax more,” I reiterated. His ass was clamped down hard on my finger but I soon felt his muscles loosen up a bit. I took this opportunity to push in deeper.

“Oh that is weird,” he cried out, tensing up again. His erection had began to wane just a bit as I felt him soften in my mouth. Maybe anal play just really was not for him, but I wanted to explore just a bit more before giving up entirely.

I pushed in another inch or so until my finger was buried just past the second knuckle. Some of the info I read earlier, including a description on where to find the prostate, was still fresh in my mind. I knew to curl my finger up towards his belly and search for a spongy walnut shaped spot. It was difficult to tell exactly what I was feeling, but my finger soon found something that seemed to be a bit firmer than the tissue around it. I gently pressed on it.

Nick suddenly inhaled deeply and his cock swelled back to its max hardness almost instantly. I tasted something a bit sweeter as well in my mouth.

“I uh…. um… ahhh.” Nick muttered, not being able to find words as his whole body twitched. I placed my left hand around the base of his cock to steady him as I continued to suck the head and upper shaft.

I then began to move my finger tip against his p-spot, using a gentle curling motion while I worked the shaft in tandem with my mouth and left hand.

After only a few seconds of this, Nick grunted loudly. I at first thought that I had become too vigorous and hurt him so I took my mouth off of his penis and looked up at his face. That turned out to be a bad idea as a blast of cum suddenly hit my chin and lips. I gasped as another one flew up and landed on his chest. I continued to squeeze his base and work his prostate as more and more shot out.

After 6 or 7 spurts, his orgasm subsided. I carefully withdrew my finger and moved to go clean us up. Nick just lie there with a dumfounded look on his face. “That was so strange,” he finally said.

“It was good, right?” I asked as I wiped the cum off my chin with a tissue.

“It happened so fast. Where did you learn that?” he inquired slyly.

“Just was reading some stuff online today.”

“Well that was certainly something. Not sure I want to do that very often though… kind of makes my ass sore,” he chuckled.

I just smiled back at him as I moved to clean the cum off his hairless muscular chest. Obviously there really was something to prostate stimulation. It absolutely made Nick cum much more quickly that a simple blowjob normally would have. But yet, he did not seem to overly enjoy it. Maybe I needed to ask Josh a bit more about the topic.

***

The following day, Nick had a flight to catch to one of his increasingly frequent business trips. I was glad that we had the opportunity to have that amazing sex the night before as I would not see him for the next three days straight. As I drove back from the airport, I reflected on my wild evening and looked forward to learning more about my new found fascination in the coming days.

As soon as I got back home I shot Josh a message.

“Need to chat, have some juicy details to share and maybe more questions. Let me know when you are free! :)”

I got no immediate response but it was the middle of a work day so I decided to be patient.

As I went about my daily business, I periodically checked my phone to see if he received my message. Each time I went to check, I tinge of excitement shot through my body, but alas there was no response. Finally, late in the evening, just when I was about to settle down for bed my phone buzzed.

“Hey there, sorry I have been busy all day. Can chat a bit now if you want, or I am free all day tomorrow.”

All day? I thought to myself. Without really thinking, I suddenly found myself typing.

“Do you wanna hang out tomorrow?”

There was a brief pause.

“Um, like with you and Nick?” he responded.

“No, he is out of town.”

“Oh yea, I forgot him and Boss left this morning for that conference.”

“Just you and me :)” I hoped I was not coming on too strongly.

“Would Nick be OK with that?”

“Oh yea, he does not care who I hang with. We are cool like that!”

“Well, OK, sure we can hang. What time?”

“How about we meet for lunch and then see where it goes from there?”

“Sounds good,” he responded.

From there we decided upon one of the hip local restaurants and said our goodbyes. After I shot a separate message to Nick wishing him a goodnight, I drifted off to sleep looking forward to tomorrow a bit more than I probably should have.

***

We both showed up at the restaurant at the same time. I spotted him as soon as he got out of his car. He was dressed similarly to how he had been at the party, not totally disheveled or anything, but certainly not like he made a ton of effort to look good.

I, on the other hand, was wearing a spaghetti strap top that showed both a ton of cleavage as well as side boob with one of my cutest skirts below. I left my hair down this time, cascading all around my bare shoulders and upper back.

“Hi there,” Josh greeted me as he walked towards me.

I took a few quick steps towards him and threw my arms around his neck. He hesitantly brought his hands up to my sides lightly returning the embrace. He laughed as I pulled away, seemingly amused at my enthusiasm. I also noticed once again, that he did not even try to steal a glance at my breasts, which had just been pressed firmly against his chest. Josh was certainly a hard nut to crack.

After making our way into the restaurant, we ordered, then had a nice meal with mostly casual conversation (nothing too spicy). We chatted about each other’s past and I felt I finally got to know Josh as a person. Throughout our conversation, I kept wanting to bring up my experience with Nick from a couple nights before, but with the way tables were laid out in the restaurant, it would have been impossible to not be overheard.

As we wrapped up the meal, I decided to again be very direct.

“So, you remember I had some juicy details I wanted to share relating to what we chatted about over messenger?”

“OK,” he muttered almost as if it was a question.

“But not here. Do you want to hang out at your place?”

He looked at me suspiciously. “You sure Nick would be OK with this?”

“Haha, don’t worry about him so much,” I assured him, placing my hand on his.

“Well OK, my apartment is just around the corner, if you want to get out of here now.”

***

As I followed closely behind Josh’s car, I wondered just what I expected to happen once we got to his apartment. I thought once I got to know him a bit more, this immature infatuation I had towards him would vanish. But somehow only the opposite had occurred. In our six years of marriage, I had never seriously considered cheating on Nick, but for whatever reason my hormones and my body were in overdrive for Josh.

I continued to reflect on my own emotions. Why was I so attracted to him? Again, physically he was certainly no match for Nick. He was a bit shorter, less muscular, less well groomed, etc. His face was attractive enough, but not necessarily handsome the way my husband’s was. It really was just the way he carried himself. That confident control. Plus, the fact that he was treating me like a genuinely normal person and not a sexual object like most men I guess only increased my desire for him.

But would I really go through with it? I used to really get off from seducing quiet, shy, unsuspecting boys back in college, ones that would never approach me on their own. Something about that really did it for me back then, but I genuinely thought that part of my life was over. It was now back with a vengeance. And the way Josh acted towards me, pleasant and cordial, but not infatuated like most guys would make the conquest all the more satisfying.

My body was flushed with excitement from all of these naughty thoughts as we pulled into a couple empty spots on the street in front of his building. Soon he was unlocking the building’s front door where he held it open for me and pointed me towards the nearby flight of stairs. As I climbed them in front of him, I wondered if he was checking out my sculpted legs and wide ass under my mid thigh-length skirt. He had to have been, right? No way he could resist.

Once inside his one bedroom apartment, Josh headed to the kitchen area to brew up some coffee while I took a brief look around his dwelling. I was somewhat surprised that it mostly looked to be neat and organized. I had been worried that due to Josh’s tendency toward an unkempt personal look that his apartment would be super messy, but it was actually very well put together, and from my view quite clean, especially for a guy living alone.

I made myself comfortable on his oversized couch and after a couple minutes he returned with the hot beverages. He sat down casually, two couch cushions over from me. After determining the drink was a bit too hot, I placed it on an end table and scooted closer to Josh.

“So anyway… you remember what we were chatting about on messenger a couple days ago, right?” I asked.

“Ha, yea, I could not forget that. You were certainly direct in your questioning.”

“Well, I read through a lot of info on that website and it got me curious. I might have tried some stuff on Nick later that night.”

“Oh, really?” Josh responded turning towards me with more interest.

“Yea I might have put a finger up his ass just to see what happened,” I laughed.

“And did he like it?”

“Well, he did not really act like he liked it, but his body sure responded to it.” I laughed again. “I am pretty sure I found the right spot too. I knew where to feel for it based on what that website said, and when I pushed ther… let’s just say he did not last long.”

“Sounds like you found his prostate all right. Where you also touching his dick?”

“Yea, I was sucking him too.”

“Well, yea, that is what generally happens when you do those things together.” This time he laughed.

“But it didn’t seem like he actually liked it that much. Not sure if he thought it made him gay or whatever, but he just described the whole situation as weird, even though he honestly had a pretty big cumshot.”

“Haha, that tends to happen as well.”

“So do those massagers, like the one device you showed me, do they feel even better than a finger up there?”

“Well, it is a totally different kind of thing. The type of prostate stimulation that you gave him with your finger is more what I would call an ‘acute’ type of pleasure. You can cum quickly like that, but is honestly not that different than normal pleasure from penile stimulation, just more intense. The type of pleasure that the devices can give starts much, much more subtle, but then can grow into a whole different thing.”

“So you’re saying I should buy one of those devices for Nick.” I laughed more loudly.

“Well, it is not that simple. It honestly takes lots of practice to get anything that feels close to an orgasm with those. You have to have a ton of patience and discipline, but once you get it, I swear it is life changing. The problem is that it is a very personal thing, and takes long hours by yourself, which is not great for sharing it with a partner. Hence one of the reasons I am totally OK not having a sexual partner.” He smiled at me.

I was certainly very interested in everything Josh was telling me, but I was having somewhat of a difficult time following all of the logic.

“I think I understand mostly, but I still don’t see why you can’t get your partner involved. Maybe I could ‘help’ him practice. That sounds like it could be hot.”

“Maybe, but I am not sure that would be much fun for you. A ‘session’ literally would involve him lying still and experimenting with very tiny muscle movements inside his body. And the most important thing is that you can’t touch the penis at all. Like not even a little bit. Guys are so used to getting all of their sexual pleasure through their dicks, that we have to completely ignore that to learn to receive it through other means.”

I sat and thought for a second. It was difficult to imagine doing something sexual with any guy and not involving his cock. That seemed so backwards from how sex usually went.

“So you don’t even masturbate by stroking anymore?”

“Not really,” he responded quickly, shrugging. Back when I was first starting my journey of prostate focused arousal, I would occasionally give in and masturbate normally, but I found that this definitely detracted from my progress. My best sessions were always when I completely ignored my dick. And plus, if you don’t ejaculate, then you stay aroused much more and your next session is way more likely to produce an orgasm.”

“Wait, you are telling me that you don’t ejaculate when you orgasm?”

“Well sometimes some stuff leaks out, but it is not like a traditional ejaculation at all. Honestly a prostate orgasm maybe should not even be called an orgasm… it is nothing like a penile one. One of the benefits of not ejaculating is that you can chain together orgasms or let them build all the way into what they call a super orgasm.”

“Yea I did read something about that,” I interjected.

He quickly continued. “Haven’t you noticed that guys tend to lose all their arousal as soon as they cum?”

“Yea.”

“Well, with a prostate orgasm, that does not happen at all. Each one that you have can actually make you hornier.”

This was all so backwards from everything I knew about the world. I just sat in deep contemplative thought for what felt like over a minute.

“So anyway,” Josh finally continued, “that is why I am OK being asexual. Or at least asexual when it comes to sex with a partner.”

My competitive nature suddenly took over. I quickly kicked off my sandals pulling my smooth legs fully onto the couch and slid right next to Josh.

“So you are telling me that if I wanted to fuck right here, right now, you would turn me down?” I boldly rubbed his chest gently with my left hand.

He looked down at my hand and made a funny face, kind of half way in between a smile and a frown. Then he quickly stood up, forcing my hand away from his body. He turned towards me with a caring look on his face.

“Look Jen, you are a gorgeous woman, and I am totally flattered. But like I said, I am in no position to start some shit with Nick. I know you might think he would never find out, but I just can’t do that to him. I’m sorry.”

“What if I wasn’t married?” I protested.

He laughed. “Well, it is always hard to deal in hypotheticals.” A cute smile spread across his face.

“Fuck Josh, you are giving me some blue balls.” I giggled.

He shook his head, unsure if I was being serious. “I don’t think women get those.”

I laughed again. “Well I don’t know what is wrong with me, but I have been so incredibly horny lately. I’m sorry. I don’t know what has gotten in to me.” For the first time, I actually felt a pang of remorse. Josh was being so sweet and I was obviously putting him in a very awkward position.

“Hey it’s OK,” he responded softly. “Like I said, it is kind of cool that you are interested in all of that stuff. I honestly have never talked much about it with a woman. I always assumed that women were not into that at all.”

“Well, something about it is very wild to me. And yea, it did make me really horny and really attracted to you at the same time.”

“You know, I also got pretty turned on the other night when we were chatting about it on messenger.”

“Really?” I responded.

“Yea,” he chuckled. “I actually ended up having a really good session after that.”

“What did you do?”

“Just used one of my massagers and it went amazingly well. I guess talking to you about it had my body craving it.”

“You got off?”

“Ha, that is an understatement. I think I had three super o’s. Not even sure how long they lasted, but it was awhile.”

“Mmmm,” I instinctively moaned at the thought. “And how about our conversation today?… has that made you want to do it again?”

Josh seemed to ponder my question for a moment. “Sure, I guess. Lately, I seem to always be in the mood for it,” he reluctantly responded.

“Would you let me watch?” I said looking directly in his eyes.

He looked away shyly. “I… I don’t know,” he stammered. “Is that something you would actually be into? It might not really do that much for you.”

I closed my eyes and imagined seeing Josh writhing before me in orgasm. My body was burning with arousal.

“You really are insatiable today,” he laughed again staring at my hand.

Without even realizing it, my hand had somehow made its way between my thighs, up my skirt and was pressing on an increasingly wet spot on the front of my panties. I quickly pulled it away embarrassed.

“Fuck, I am such a slut,” I stated, putting my reddening face in my hands.

“Hey, no judgment here,” Josh said reassuringly. He walked over and put his hand on my shoulder.

“That is not helping,” I laughed, jumping in arousal from his touch.

“Sorry,” he responded sheepishly. “Look, if you want to watch me do that, fine. But you have to stay on the other side of the room. No touching me or anything, OK?”

I looked up at him wide eyed and nodded. “Can I touch myself?”

He laughed once more. “Well, it looks like you might not be able to keep yourself from doing that!”

***

We silently made our way into Josh’s bedroom. He sat a chair out for me and then walked to the window, closing the thick curtains from each side. They were made from the kind of fabric that blocked out nearly all of the light so the room suddenly became nearly pitch black as my eyes desperately tried to adjust to the dimness. I could barely make out his figure as he moved to his bed where he adjusted the sheets and blankets on top of his mattress. He then reached into his night stand and got out a small cylindrical container and a box. Quickly opening the box, he pulled out an object and sat it down next to the container. Thought I was I squinting through the darkness, I thought I could recognize the object as the massager he had first shown me on that website.

“This is the old reliable one,” he stated, turning towards me.

“How many do you have?”

“Six or seven I think. But yea, this one gets the job done pretty much every time. I generally have to get naked for this to work well. Otherwise, clothing is kinda distracting. Is that OK?”

I started to comment that I was not going to be able to see him that well anyway here in the dark, but I thought that maybe that was by design. He did not seem keen on me being able to make out every detail anyway. “You just do whatever works for you,” I chuckled back. “Pretend I am not here.”

“Well that might be kind of hard, but I will do my best.”

With that, Josh quickly pulled his shirt up over his head and let his shorts drop to his feet. He was now standing before me in just his boxer briefs. His pale skin captured a bit more of the soft light in the room and I could also make out a dark patch on his chest. I generally was not a fan of body hair on a guy, but on Josh I thought it suited him well as it likely helped to give his somewhat slight frame a bit more of a masculine look. He was certainly not as well built as my husband, but I think most women would have found his body to be at least somewhat attractive.

Josh put his thumbs at the waistband of his underwear and looked at me once more. “Are you sure you are OK with this?” he asked, earnestly.

I nodded. He sighed heavily and looked down at the floor, almost as if he was dejected. Was he having seconds thoughts? I started to open my mouth to tell him we really did not have to do this if he didn’t want to, but then he quickly shrugged as if to say ‘what the hell’ and then pushed his underwear down letting it fall to the floor with the rest. Just as he fully disrobed, he began to turn back towards the night stand so I did not get the best view of his genitals in the dim light. I did, however, notice a bit of movement as he turned away from me, almost as if something seemed to bounce against the middle of his thigh. Could that have been his penis?, I quickly thought to myself. No, there is no way it would be hanging down that low, it must have been a trick of the light.

Soon Josh was facing away from me doing something at his nightstand. I later realized that he was putting lube from the container onto the massager in preparation for his session. I found myself staring at his cute butt. Again, it seemed to be bit hairier than what I was used to, but it wasn’t terrible and was actually shaped quite nicely. Josh then reached behind him and pushed a finger in between his cheeks, obviously rubbing a bit of lube onto his hole. I had never seen a man touch himself in that way and I found it to be incredibly erotic.

After wiping off his hand on a nearby towel, Josh then climbed onto his bed, the lubed massager in hand and proceeded to lie on his back. Before I could get another good look at his package, he reached down and put his hand over his cock and balls then kind of pulled them up, exposing his taint and anus. He moved with an efficiency and confidence of someone who had done this many times before.

Next, Josh moved the massager between his legs and seemed to guide the tip towards his lubed hole. He began to push and within seconds it disappeared into his body. He let out a soft moan as he succumbed to the first feelings of prostate pleasure, then carefully withdrew both of his hands, letting his genitals fall back into their normal resting position. Now seeing his penis well for the first time, I was taken aback by its length. The shaft reached all the way over his balls and the tip easily reached the surface of the bed. I craned my neck forward trying to see better.

Josh now was lying flat on his back with his legs spread, knees bent and his feet planted flat on the bed. His hands were at his side, but soon he began to run them up his body, gently touching his sides and chest. They eventually found their way to his nipples where he began to rub in small circles. Josh moaned again and I noticed his penis twitch slightly.

As silently as I could, I began to scoot my chair across the floor so that I could get a better view of what was happening down below. Soon I was only a couple feet from the foot of the bed and was now positioned directly between his open legs. Now that I could make out more detail, I noticed that Josh appeared to be uncircumcised, yet I could still make out a large bulge in the foreskin near his tip. His head must have been huge. And I again marveled at his overall length even though he remained totally flaccid. I remembered reading quite a bit about how prostate pleasure often did not lead to erections, and it certainly seemed this was the case with Josh. But how large would he be when hard? I delighted in the thought.

Suddenly Josh let out a louder moan and his legs began to twitch and spasm as if he didn’t have much control over them. His cock twitched again and I now began to notice a bit of glistening wetness at the tip. My heart began pounding and for the first time since entering his room, I became acutely aware of how aroused my own body was. My clit was burning with desire and pleasure as I squirmed in my chair trying my best not to make a sound.

Josh’s own sounds and motions now began to steadily increase. His session had only lasted maybe five minutes at this point, but it sure seemed like he was well on his way to a big climax. I squinted harder as I could now make out a bit of movement behind the tip of Josh’s large penis. It seemed that the massager was moving itself in and out of his ass. I knew from reading that it was pelvic floor muscle contractions that were moving the device, but at this point it almost seemed as if it were battery operated and was moving on its own.

As I watched in total fascination, I began to feel a very pleasant pressure on my engorged clit. Without even realizing it, my hand had again made its way inside my panties where it was firmly pressing on my pleasure spot. I could just about cum at any second I thought to myself. This was so fucking hot.

After another minute or so Josh’s moaning had turned into full blown groans and he began to lift his butt off the bed. His whole lower body was now thrashing about, his long dick bouncing between his legs and balls. His hands quickly went to his sides where they firmly gripped the sheets, steadying himself so that his convulsions would not throw him of the bed. But his orgasm, or at least I assumed it must have been an orgasm, persisted.

A small moan escaped my lips as my arousal hit a peak and a very satisfying orgasm of my own shot through my body. My vision blurred for a moment and I closed my eyes trying to regain my composure. When I opened them a few seconds later, Josh’s state had not changed. He was still shaking and twitching on the bed, moaning wildly. This was some next-level stuff and I began to almost feel a sense of jealousy toward the pleasure that Josh must have been experiencing. His orgasm must have persisted well over a minute at this point.

Finally, Josh let out one final loud groan and his legs seemed to relax, straightening out a bit on the bed. His whole body gradually went limp but his breathing remained fairly heavy for the next couple of minutes. His face now looked more relaxed and I thought I could perceive a subtle smile flash across his lips. I can’t even imagine what kind of sexual bliss he was experiencing at that point.

I suddenly had the intense desire to embrace Josh. It wasn’t even so much of a sexual thing, but I just wanted to show him gratitude for sharing this super intimate part of his life with me. Without thinking I stood up and moved toward the side of his bed.

Josh opened one eye and looked towards me. I quickly crouched down so that my face was level with his. He turned towards me, still recovering his breathing.

“Hey” he muttered. “Did you like?”

“Oh my God,” I whispered. “That was crazy. You are amazing!”

“That was a pretty good one and it happened pretty quick. I think you watching me might have made it even better.” He smiled.

“I thought your orgasm was never going to end.”

“Yea, that was very nice. Sometimes they are continuous like that. Sometimes it goes up and down more.”

“Well either way, it looks like you sure enjoyed yourself.”

“Did you?”

“Of course.”

“You touched yourself? Did you get off?”

“Yep!”

“NIce… but I am sorry I get kind of out of it when I do that so I really did not even notice.”

“Hey, that is totally OK.”

With that I leaned toward him and put my arms around his neck and upper shoulders.

“Whoa… careful,” Josh protested, his body twitching again at my touch. I had not realized just how aroused he still was.

“Sorry!” I said pulling away quickly.

Josh laughed nervously. “Yea sorry, not sure I can handle a sexy woman’s touch right now.”

“What will that make you cum again?” I joked.

“Actually it might, but like I said, we really can’t do that. I actually have to get some work done today, so I better not keep you too much longer.”

I stuck out my lower lip playfully showing some disappointment.”Well OK.” I looked down at his naked body once more trying to savor the arousal he had provided over the past hour. His long flaccid penis was still draped over his balls. “You know, up until the last few days, I had no idea a guy could cum without ejaculating, or even getting hard.”

“Yea, like I said… there are lots of things the body is capable of that most people have no idea about.”

I looked back at his face making direct eye contact. “It is kind of a shame though. If this is so good for you, more guys should be open to it.” I then turned my head back to his crotch. “But also, we have to talk about this.” I pointed to his large organ. “You did not tell me you were packing this monster in your pants. I mean, what the fuck, dude?” I laughed.

Josh sighed and quickly put his hands over his penis. I looked back at his face. Even in the dim light I could tell that he was blushing.

“What’s wrong?”

“Sorry it has just been while since a woman has seen me, you know… exposed.”

“Well, you certainly have nothing to be ashamed of. I thought all guys want to have what you have.”

“Ha yea, they might. But it’s a little more complicated than that I guess. Being my size does come with some downsides.”

“Does it?” I gave him a confused look.

“Well, to be totally truthful, it can make sex pretty cumbersome if not impossible. All of the women I have been with said it was uncomfortable or even painful when I was inside them. Honestly, I think that is one of the main reasons I turned to prostate stuff for my own personal pleasure.”

Josh was continuing to surprise me. Any other guy that stated that his previous lovers had not been able to handle his size, I would think was just bragging. But with Josh I could not help but believe his story entirely.

Of course the other thought that immediately popped into my head was the notion of whether or not Josh’s size would be too much for me to handle as well. I had been with a few larger guys in my life, but none that were too big. The first one did cause some discomfort, but I quickly got used to it and honestly enjoyed the pleasant stretch quite a bit. And if I was being truly honest with myself, when having sex with Nick I did sometimes miss that stretch, that feeling of total fullness, though his cock was certainly quite nice itself.

As I was again lost deep in thought, I glanced back down towards Josh’s penis. “Is it me, or did it just get a bit bigger.” I blurted out without thinking. The base of the shaft certainly looked wider now and it seemed to have thickened upwards as well.

Josh flexed his pelvis a bit and looked down at his own member. He laughed, “Yea It looks like it. Our conversation made me think about it and that tends to happen when I think about it.”

“You just think about you dick, and it gets hard?”

“Well, yea, when I am aroused. See, I spend so much energy when having one of my sessions not thinking about my dick that if I do, it kinda happens pretty quick.”

As Josh spoke, his cock continued to swell. It was now beginning to lift from his balls and the tip was starting to come into view. It had to have been over 2 inches wide and maybe 8 inches long if I had to guess. And it certainly was nowhere close to being totally hard.

“Wow,” was all I could say.

Suddenly Josh sat up and rolled away from me, off the other side of the bed. “I am sorry Jen, it’s getting late. I don’t want to feel like I am kicking you out, but we just can’t…” he trailed off. “Hope you understand.”

I must admit that I did feel somewhat disappointed. I was completely mesmorized by Josh’s body and sexuality and of course I was not at all used to being rejected, especially when it involved something of a sexual nature. But who was I to feel entitled to any of this? I had to remind myself that Josh had only reluctantly let me watch his session and of course I was married and really should resist crossing any more lines.

With as much will power as I could muster, I put on a smile and thanked Josh for showing me what he had, and told him I would shortly be on my way.

***

Over the course of the next couple of days, I tried my best to place my thoughts on things other than Josh and the amazing show he had provided me in his apartment. Of course, I did rub one out on several occasions while thinking about various aspects of the afternoon. His twitching body, the way the device moved in and out of his ass, the delicious looking precum that his long and thick cock produced, and his insatiable moaning while he had a full body prostate orgasm were all ample fodder to give me at least a couple orgasms a day for the time being.

Somehow I resisted the temptation to call or message him. I was actually proud of myself that I had enough will power to resist. But soon I had reached a point where I needed some sexual interaction with another person and I may have even given in to that temptation if Nick had not been returning from his trip the next day.

On the morning that Nick was set to return I sent him a series of naughty messages. Though his response was positive, it was certainly not as enthusiastic as I had hoped. Nevertheless, I was likely going to be jumping him the second he was home.

The hours slowly ticked away as I waited for the company car to drop Nick off in front of our house. Finally I heard the familiar sounds of a car door slamming in our drive way and I rushed to the front door to greet my handsome husband. As I watched him walk toward the door, he smiled at me, but I could tell the trip had taken a toll. He seemed beat, and was barely hanging on to his heavy luggage. When he got to the doorway, he dropped his bags and we embraced firmly. I made sure to grab his muscular butt while I kissed him deeply.

“I missed you so much.” I whispered into his ear. “I know you are tired… but I need you right now baby.” I moved my hand in between us and lowered it to his crotch, giving him a light squeeze.

“Oh that is how it is,” he laughed. “I guess you did miss me.” He raised a strong hand to one of my breasts and gave it a firm squeeze. I loved the power my body had over him.

***

Soon we had found our way into the master bathroom. Nick certainly was down to fuck, but he convinced me we should shower together first to wash off some of his travel grime. I was not going to complain. An erotic shower before sex was one of my favorite things in the world.

After tearing off all our clothes, we were quickly soaping up each other’s bodies in our large walk in. Nick’s hands circling my breasts, waist, and butt felt just divine. I returned the favor by rubbing down his chiseled chest and back. I then moved lower and spent an extra amount of time on his semi hard cock. I firmly ran my fingers all around the base and down the shaft, feeling every vein. I then circled the pronounced head making sure to clean every spot as thoroughly as possible.

As I worked over his hardening member, the thought of doing the same to Josh’s penis suddenly flashed into my head. Being uncircumcised, I wondered how differently it would feel to clean under the supple foreskin. It was a surprisingly delightful thought. I had never been necessarily attracted to uncut cocks, but here I was certainly fantasizing about touching one in the most intimate way. Of course, I could also not help but think about what Josh’s size would feel like here between our soapy bodies. Even not even seeing him totally hard, he was at least several inches longer than Nick, and easily twice as wide. I was sure I could get both of my hands on his shaft and still have a few inches sticking out of the top.

I suddenly found myself to be incredibly horny and lust began to course through my body. I squeezed Nick hard and pushed him against one of the shower walls beginning to kiss him with an animal like hunger. He instantly became rock hard and reached around to grab my soapy ass and pull my body into his more firmly.

As I kissed him, I stroked him harder then slid my right hand downwards to his balls giving them a gentle squeeze. Without even thinking clearly, I slid further and reached under his sack, my fingertips brushing his puckered hole. I tried reaching further but my arm was not long enough so I broke our kiss. Lowering my body a bit, my face ended up just even with his nipples where the thought of Josh rubbing himself there popped into my head.

Now totally taken over by a lustful burning, I slipped my moist lips around one of Nick’s manly nipples and begin to lick and gently suck. We had never done anything like this before and his reaction surprised me. He drew his breath in quickly and let out a moan of total pleasure. At the same time my hand slid further between his legs and the tip of my finger penetrated his hole.

I felt his legs begin to shake and I kept sucking his nipple, now even harder. He continued to moan. At this point I wasn’t even stroking him at all, I just had my left hand around his base and was giving him a firm squeeze. With my right hand I begin to push inside further, again searching for that walnut sized gland.

Just as my fingertip found the right spot inside him, he let out an even louder moan and I felt his cock began to rhythmically pulse in my hand. I instinctively detached my mouth from his nipple and lowered myself to my knees jerking his spurting cock onto my large breasts.

“Fuck” he yelled out as I withdrew my finger from his ass. The cum continued to spill out for another few seconds. He panted and leaned back against the wall, totally spent.

I looked down and admired my cum covered chest. “Nice load baby… you never cum that fast.” I laughed.

“Well, not like I could help it. What has gotten into you lately?” Now he laughed.

“Sorry I got a bit carried away.” I stood up and pushed my breasts together, squeezing his semen in between my cleavage. I then turned towards the shower stream and began to let it wash the thick cum down my body.

“I thought you wanted to fuck?”

“Well I didn’t know that would make you cum that easily.”

“Well I didn’t either,” He laughed again. “I guess you need to stay away from my ass if you want my cock to be of any use to you.”

“I guess so,” I smiled back. I was really enjoying this new aspect of male sexuality I was learning about. “Do you think you can get hard again?”

“I don’t know Jen… my body is kinda spent from traveling and then this. I mean, I can lick you if you want, I don’t want you going unsatisfied.”

My hubby really could be a sweetie sometimes!

“That’s is OK baby, maybe tomorrow he will be ready.” I responded squeezing his softening cock. Though I usually jumped at the offer, for whatever reason, I genuinely was not in the mood to be eaten out in that moment. I was craving something inside me, but I also did not feel like getting a toy and fingers were just not going to cut it. I decided to take a page from Josh, and learn to live with and control my arousal. Honestly, it seemed like a hot idea to go to bed horny.

Fifteen minutes later, Nick and I were in bed under the covers cuddling. I was so nice to have him home again I thought as I tried to drift off to sleep.

***

I opened my eyes and looked down at Josh’s bearded face. He had a look of pure pleasure. My body was moving against his rhythmically and he was moaning with every cycle of motion. My hands were grabbing his messy hair trying to steady my body so I could move against him even better. Pleasure was coursing though me.

I lifted my surprisingly heavy weight off of Josh propping myself up on his hairy chest. I then ran my hands down his body, teasing his nipples as they slid under my fingers. I glanced lower and his hard cock was bouncing against his stomach, the tip well past his navel. The pleasure in my body increased.

Looking still lower, my gazed followed his impossibly long shaft to where it met his balls. underneath that, the glistening shaft of my cock was pumping hard in and out of his ass.

I became keenly aware of the little hard spot inside of him as it brushed against the top side of my cock. Each time my head scraped past his prostate, his cock swelled harder and precum began to ooze out. My pleasure reached the pinnacle and I exploded.

My body suddenly jolted hard. I yet out a yell, but heard no sound come out of my mouth. Suddenly it was pitch dark and my entire crotch and upper thighs seemed to be soaking wet.

‘The fuck?’ I thought loudly, as I realized that I had been dreaming. Did I just wake myself with an orgasm. I looked over at Nick beside me who seemed to be sound asleep. I then reached down and felt between my legs. My god I was wet. And the feeling of my fingers sliding past my rock hard clit sent another jolt of pleasure through my trembling body. It almost sent minto another orgasm instantly.

I rolled over on my side away from Nick, and tired to process what just happened. Did I just imagine I had a cock and was fucking Josh? Did I dream I was a guy? Or was it me with a cock? I tried to refocus my mind to remember any detail I could about the impossibly hot dream I had just experienced, but my mind was now too “awake,” too “in the moment.”

As I was lost deep in thought I felt Nick move beside me. He still seemed to be asleep, but had definitely shifted position. I slid closer to him and reached over. It was clear that he was now on his side facing me. Another deliciously naughty thought hit my mind and I slid my body even closer to his.

Still facing away from him, I reach back under the covers and searched for his penis. I found it quickly and sure enough it was quite hard. I wondered if he too was experiencing a sexy dream, or if this was just normal morning wood (even though it was still the middle of the night.) Not that it mattered, his cock was hard and I was impossible horny. As aroused as I had been after our shower, I was 10 times as aroused now after that wild dream. I needed a cock inside me as soon as possible.

I quickly grabbed his shaft firmly and pushed my ass back into him. Nick made a sighing sound as my motions had obviously made him stir, but I was determined to get him inside me before he could fully wake up and protest. I began to rub the head around my wet crack, teasing my slick lips. He moaned, obviously enjoying the sensation even in his half asleep state.

Rather than plunging him into my pussy immediately, I decided to keep rubbing his hardness around my lips a bit longer as we were both obviously enjoying it. I began to rub harder and further, letting his head slide up against my swollen clit then all the way back to my sensitive anus.

I was usually not one to enjoy anal stimulation on myself. I had tried it a few times in the past, but never with my husband, and he was never pushy about wanting me to do it with him. But in that moment, rubbing his cockhead against my backdoor felt delightfully amazing and I wondered why I had been closed off to experimenting more with pleasuring that part my body. Obviously Josh’s preferred mode of self pleasure was having a huge impact on my open mindedness in regards to sexuality.

After a few more moments, it become clear that Nick was now fully awake as he wrapped his arms around my body and firmly grabbed one of my large breasts. He pulled me even closer and this minimized the amount I could rub his cock around. His penis was now just in between my lips, the head slightly parting my opening. Instinctively we both pushed against one another and he easily slipped inside me. It had been nearly a week since anything had been in my vagina, and oh did my body miss it.

I enthusiastically began to grind my ass back against Nick’s muscular frame and he expertly moved inside me. We alternated between slow circular motions and firm back and forth grinding and thrusting. We had been fucking for nearly a decade and knew exactly how to move against one another. It was almost as if we were performing a slow sensual couples dance, just with our sex organs intertwined.

“Best way to wake up, I’ll say, ” he whispered into my ear before kissing down my neck and collarbone. HIs touch sent a shiver through my body which caused me to push against him more firmly.

“Fuck me baby,” I whispered back to him. “Harder… give it to me.” His cock was feeling amazing inside me and his motions were delightful, but I wanted even more. I wanted him deeper. For a split second, the thought of Josh’s significantly longer cock popped into my head–the thought of what that might feel like pushing into my soaked vagina–but I quickly attempted to push that thought away. I did not want to ruin this beautiful moment with my husband by thinking about another man.

No doubt realizing that I wanted or needed it harder and deeper, Nick began to roll me over onto my front. I quickly knew what he wanted and I happily obliged. I must have got a bit too enthusiastic though as I moved too quickly and he slipped out momentarily. I took that chance though to plant myself firmly on my hands and knees and proudly presented my backside for him in the classic doggy style position.

Nick climbed up behind me and before I knew it had shoved his six inches back inside as far as it would go.

“Mmmmmm,” I groaned, coaxing him to go at it harder. “Pound me baby. Harder please!!” I was not whispering anymore, but commanding him with as much enthusiasm as I could.

Nick picked up his pace. His balls were now slapping my clit and I could feel his thighs slamming up against the backs of my legs and curve of my ass. I took one hand off the bed and grabbed one of my tits hard, squeezing the ample amount of flesh between my fingers. I loved how my hand was not even close to being big enough to cover my entire breast. Hanging down like this, they felt absolutely huge, and being reminded of how big they were always worked to increase my arousal exponentially.

Soon, the familiar feelings of an impending climax began to course through my body. I pushed back even harder against Nick, trying to get his cock as deep in me as possible. He stopped thrusting for a second and planted himself fully inside me grinding a bit up and down. That was all it took to push me over the edge.

My legs shook violently for a few seconds and my pussy muscles clamped down hard. Nick tried to start thrusting again, likely trying to prolong my orgasm, but as he pulled out a bit, my contraction forced his cock all the way out. Now left feeling totally empty, my hand instinctively shot to my crotch to provide something for me to push against to finish my strong climax. But just as my fingers reached my clit, a hot torrent of liquid poured out of me, splashing onto my hand and running down my thighs.

Though it was nearly pitch black in the bedroom, Nick likely could hear the splash of fluid as it gushed out of me. He cried out. “Oh my god, did you just squirt baby?”

I did not answer him for several seconds as my orgasm persisted and my entire core contracted. I could not breathe much less speak even if I wanted to. Finally after several more seconds, I whimpered “Yes baby… you made me squirt hard. Feel how wet I am.”

He started to feel me with his finger, but I quickly yelled back to him “No, not like that. Feel me with your cock.” I then reached back over my ass and expertly guided his wet cock back into my even wetter hole. My hand was literally dripping, having caught the brunt of my secretion and I wiped the excess wetness against my anus, again marveling at how delightful the sensation was.

“Oh my, you are so wet right now baby. I have never felt your pussy like this!” Nick exclaimed.

Even for me, it was remarkable how different it felt. His cock was sliding in and out of me so easily now. There was almost no resistance, no tightness at all. I wasn’t sure if I was more

“opened up” at the moment, or just that fucking wet, but it was almost like his cock was now half the girth it was though I could tell he was still rock hard.

Nick began to once more fuck me hard, pushing as deep as he possibly could into my soaked vagina. I could tell he was loving his cock’s increased freedom of movement. It was also remarkable how even after having one of the best orgasms of my life (a squirting one at that), I was still left wanting more. What is wrong with me? I thought. Normally, after something like that, I would have rolled over and wanted to cuddle until we fell back asleep. However, tonight I was only wanting more and more.

I reached behind me again while Nick continued to thrust for all he was worth. I loved feeling his wet cock pistoning in and out as my fingers encircled his shaft at my opening. Everything was so delightfully coated in my personal lube. Our skin felt so supple. Again, my hand brushed against my hole just above his thrusting cock.

This time, however, instead of taking my hand away, I decided to explore the new sensation. My fingers were easily coated with enough wetness that one of them effortlessly slipped inside. I thought there would be a bit of pain, or at least discomfort, but I only felt pleasure. A lot of pleasure, way more than I ever thought that would provide. I pushed the finger in deeper. It was so hot and tight. I could not believe how inviting it felt on my finger, much less all my anal nerve endings that were firing for the first time in a long time.

“Put your cock in my ass!” The words were out of my mouth before I even knew what I was saying. This was so out of character for me, but I could not deny the intense burning desire. I felt so deliciously naughty, even dirty for wanting anal so badly, but I had hardly ever wanted anything more in my life.

“Are you sure Jen?” Nick whispered at me, between exasperated breaths.

“Come on baby, do it!” I pleaded back at him. I reached back and grabbed his shaft hard, pulling him out of my loosened pussy. I slid the head up and planted him right at my puckered opening.

“Let me know if it hurts,” Nick stated gingerly as he began to put pressure on my opening. I took a second to acknowledge how sweet he was being, making sure I was not in any discomfort… but this was not the time for that!

“Just fucking put it in me baby!” I grunted.

I pushed back hard and he pushed forward. In less than a second I was impaled on his impossibly hard member. I drew a sharp breath in expecting to feel pain. However, it was only pressure, a feeling of fullness, maybe slight discomfort. But the massive amount of arousal and pleasure was surely outweighing any of that.

“Mmmmmmmmaaaaaaa!” I moaned loudly as Nick bottomed out in my ass. My anal sphincter subconsciously contracted hard causing Nick to let out an audible moan of his own. I was sure my ass was squeezing his cock much harder than my pussy ever had based on how much pressure I could feel around his shaft.

The feeling was totally different than anything I had experienced before. The few times I had tried anal in the past, it was far more experimental and was not accompanied by the animal lust I was experience now. I was of course much younger at that point and had a different kind of relationship with those partners. But now my whole body was on fire. I was not sure whether I was about to have a full body orgasm or pass out.

As Nick began to pump in and out of my back door, I think I began to experience a blend of the two mental states I just mentioned. I was certainly feeling quite orgasmic, but in a much different way than my normal clitoral or gspot orgasms felt. At the same time, it was almost as if I was having an out of body experience as my whole consciousness became fuzzy. I lost all track of time and even some control of my own muscles. I am not even sure how, but at some point I ended up with my entire torso pressing against the bed, now in a kind of pronebone position. Nick was still on top of me, his cock deep inside, but he almost felt distant. It was kind of like I was having another dream.

After who knows how much time had passed, I soon became aware that Nick had stopped moving on top of me. His cock began twitching. This sensation inside my ass was exquisite as it lit up all of those hyper sensitive nerve endings. I felt Nick’s whole body shudder on top of me and I knew he was spraying his seed. Again, a naughty, dirty, even slutty feeling washed over me and the arousal became overwhelming. I was not sure if I was experiencing my own orgasm, but I all but lost consciousness through the intense pleasure.

The next thing I remember hearing was Nick in the adjoining bathroom, cleaning himself up. I had not even been aware of him pulling out of me or getting out of bed. As I moved my legs, attempting to roll onto my side, I could feel a significant of wetness begin to drip out of both of my holes. So deliciously dirty I thought. I so wanted to curl up and drift off to sleep, but I reluctantly pulled myself out of bed and headed off to join my husband in the bathroom.

***

The following day was not a very productive one for me. My mind was constantly in a heightened state of arousal as I pondered the events of the night before. Nick had many errands to run, so I was largely left to my own thoughts. Mid way through the day, I realized I had the strong desire to tell someone else about my experiences. But I did not think it appropriate to share with any of my girl friends. Don’t get me wrong, we liked to talk about sex just like many women do, but this was a totally different level. I did not really want to develop the reputation of being the insatiable anal slut, especially since many of their husbands and/or boyfriends already had healthy crushes on me.

But I had to share my thoughts with someone. Josh of course kept popping into my head. He was after all the person that got me onto this anal kick anyway. Soon I got up the nerve to message him.

“How is that sexy ass of yours doing?” I started off with, hoping he would not take my flirty message too seriously. After a brief time, he responded.

“Haha, OK I guess. How about those tits?”

I smiled. “Living the dream!” I wrote back. After another few seconds, I continued. “But actually it is my ass you should be asking about lol.”

“Oh rly?”

“Let’s just say you might have turned me into a bit of an anal slut.”

“Well I surely cannot take credit for that!” After brief pause, he continued. “What happened?”

“Idk, I was just really feeling in the mood and Nick had been away for so long. And I was so horny when he got back. And I guess I wanted him in my ass lol.”

“Wow,” was all Josh typed back.

“That is the first time I have ever enjoyed anal actually. I think I even came from it, but not totally sure, It felt so different than any other orgasm.”

“Yea,” Josh responded. “I am sure it is not that different for you than for me. You don’t have a prostate obviously, but I bet some of the same nerve endings are there. But yea, the pleasure is totally different than traditional orgasms, like I said.”

“Oh yes, you were totally right about that! Oh yea and one more thing. We took a shower together before that and I gave him a little prostate massage. I barely touched his cock just like last time but he still came so fast.”

“Yea, that tends to happen. It feels so amazing. If you are not careful it can be over so quickly. That is why I stopped pleasuring my cock all together. It is so much better to figure out how to orgasm without ejaculation.”

“Such a different concept,” I responded pondering his statement. “So it is the ejaculation that makes your arousal go down?”

“Yes. That leads to the refractory period.”

“Yea, I remember reading about all that. Makes sense… Nick is always very un-horny after he cums.”

“Well unfortunately, the key is taking the focus away from your dick. That is the only way I know how to have an orgasm without ejaculating.”

I sat deep in my own thoughts for a minute or two. “So if I learned just how to touch him, do you think I could help Nick have a prostate orgasm like you do?”

“Hmmmm, not sure,” Josh responded. “Like I said, it takes a lot of practice and discipline on his part. I mean you could certainly try. Don’t get me wrong, a prostate massage is very nice on its own. Just don’t expect him to easily be able to orgasm just from that without him practicing a lot by himself.”

Suddently another naughty thought popped into my increasingly salacious mind. Before I knew it I was typing…. “Well maybe I could practice on you.”

“Wait, what?”

“Giving a prostate massage. You said they feel great, right?”

“Well yea, but I feel like we already crossed a line last week. I don’t really want to do more than that, you know with me working under Nick and all lol.”

“Hey, if this allows Nick to eventually have that type of orgasm that you can have, I don’t think he will mind.”

“I seriously doubt that!” he responded.

“Oh come on. I know you would love it. What if we set some ground rules?”

“Like what?” he replied.

“Well, for one, I am not allowed to touch your cock.”

“Yes, that is a given.”

“And two, I stay fully clothed, so it is less like we are acting as lovers or anything. More like you are just helping me learn.”

There was a lengthy pause.

“OK, I am down… but only if you actually follow those rules.”

“Promise!”