Where it happened: at home
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
So many of the stories on your web site seem to be from
giggly, pre-pubescent 13-year-old boys and girls who
unsuccessfully try to imagine what love and sex feels
like, and then try to pass their garbled fantasies off
as if these things had really happened. Then there are the
moralizers who warn of all kinds of ridiculous consequences
for having sex.
A few of your site’s stories really do have the ring
of truth to them. They sound like they came from
mature people who love and care about each other,
not just use each other for physical gratification.
7929, 8725, 9216, and 9254 are some of my favorites.
My wife and I are in our 40s, and have a deep love that
leads to wonderful sex. She told the story of our
first time in #8655 (Latina), and I told my side in #8674
(Latina’s Husband). These are true stories about mature
and committed love, and the kind of passionate sex that this
can lead to. My wife also told another story about us,
Latna’s Seduction, #8754. Now I would like to share a
fourth chapter in this ongoing saga.
We would love to see more postings from real, mature,
caring couples, not the giggly fantasies of clueless
13-year-olds.
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Latina’s Birthday
A popular stereotype of Latin-American woman is that they
are fiery and passionate lovers. Like most stereotypes,
this is exaggerated and overly generalized. However, I am
happy to report that, even after two years of knowing each
other, I can still bring out the passion in my Latina wife,
even though we are both in our 40s. Our passion is probably
deeper than most younger couples, because we are more mature,
and because we have more than JUST sexual passion going
for us. We also have romance, love, trust, and respect. We
are building a wonderful life together, full of caring for
and about each other, and sharing life’s adventures
together.
Although our romantic fire still burns brightly and hotly
after two years, it is sometimes hard to find clever new
ways to be romantic. So we recently got help in finding
new romantic ideas, in the form of a book called 1001 Ways
to Be Romantic. A key point that this book stresses
repeatedly is that being romantic is an everyday life
style, not just an occasional thing, and that it is all
about showing how much you care about your life partner,
not about what you expect in return. But this book also
points out that, although this is not the purpose nor the
goal, being romantic to your partner usually pays big
dividends in return.
One of the ideas in this book was to turn your partner’s
birthDAY into a birth WEEK, and give romantic little gifts
all week. With my wife’s birthday a week away, she got her
first gift last night As members of the local aquarium, we
both enjoy sea animals, and find it so peaceful and
relaxing to just sit and watch them swim and play. Being a
romantic, I am always on the look out for little gifts for
her that relate to our many and varied interests. So when
I found a pair of gold earrings in the shape of dolphins,
I just knew she would enjoy and appreciate them, and would
want to wear them on our next visit to the aquarium. I gave
her these earrings last night, the first in a week-long
series of birthday gifts. I received some very passionate
kisses in return for my thoughtfulness.
Another idea in the book is to read magazines that your
partner reads. How can you be romantic if you do not
understand how your partner thinks and feels? The book’s
suggestion for men was to buy and read the latest issue of
Cosmopolitan, to see what women want in terms of romance
and, yes, sex. This month’s Cosmo contained an article on
how a woman can have multiple orgasms every time she has
sex, and I decided to try out a few of these techniques on
my wife last night.
When I cleaned up and changed for bed last night, I made
sure to shave very closely, so there would be no stubble
to scratch her when I kissed her all over. I also put on
the moisturizer she bought me, so my face would be as soft
and smooth as possible.
When we were both in bed, we started out slowly, as we
usually do, kissing each other on the lips and neck, and
then progressing to French kisses. She stroked my cheeks
and my chin, commenting on how much she appreciated my
making my face so soft and smooth for her. I pulled up her
nightgown and began rubbing, massaging, and kissing her
wonderful 36-C breasts. She lifted my shirt to rub my
chest, and roll my nipples between her fingers. I sat up
to remove my shirt, and she also sat up to remove her
nightgown. While she was still sitting up, I wrapped both
arms around her from behind, cupping her breasts in both
hands, and kissing the back of her neck and her shoulder
blades. Kissing her shoulders always seems to make her melt.
I moved one hand to her back to massage her work-day stress
from her for a while, while still cupping one breast with
the other hand.
Then she lay down on her back, and I began kissing and
licking her breasts, sucking and nibbling on her nipples.
I alternated from one breast to the other, and also kissed
and licked her cleavage every time my head moved from one
breast to the other. I remembered something I hadn’t tried
in a while: kissing UNDER her breasts. Just as I remembered
from the last time I did that, my kisses there got her
moaning, squirming, and breathing heavily. My wife’s
breasts are sensitive all over, not just on the nipples,
and she seems to appreciate the attention to erogenous
areas that are not so obvious and might often be ignored.
She raised her legs, so her feet were flat on the bed and
her knees were in the air, and spread her legs apart. Now I
rubbed my long, thin middle finger along her clit, and let
it slide in and out of her pussy. After a few minutes, I
felt the first few drops of her dew forming along her
inner walls. I moved my knee so it rested on her leg, but
without letting my hardening cock touch her yet. The
unexpected knee on hers seemed to increase her passion,
and she began kissing my neck and chest, then darting her
tongue in and out of my mouth as my middle finger continued
to slide in and out of her. As her dampness built up, I
began massaging her clit with my thumb, gradually increasing
the pressure on her love button. I could feel her clit
getting harder and arising out of its hiding place.
Now she reached down and removed my silk boxers, one of
many pairs she has bought me (I agree with her, silk boxers
are much sexier and more comfortable than the white cotton
briefs I used to wear). She began fondling my balls, and
then slowly stroking her hand up and down my cock. While s
he did this, I continued to play inside her pussy and to
massage her clit, making her inner walls ever damper. Her
squirming became more rapid, and her moans grew louder.
Although I already knew the answer, as a courtesy I asked
her if she was ready for me. She moaned something nearly
incomprehensible about wanting me deep inside her, so I
slid between her legs and let my solid 7 inches ease into
her. As usual, she wrapped both legs around me, resting her
feet on my ass cheeks. I just go crazy with desire for her
when I feel her feet on my ass, pushing me up and pulling
me down as I glide in and out of her.
I then remembered one of the positions in that Cosmo
article. Much as I hated to remove her foot from my butt, I
reached my right hand under her left knee, and pulled her
left leg almost straight up in the air. Cosmo was right:
in this position, I really could penetrate her much more
deeply than in the standard missionary position. As I held
her leg up, I also remembered to use my hands and arms,
like doing push-ups, so my cock would massage her clit on
each up and down stroke. Her moan changed to a long,
drawn-out o-o-o-o as I pumped deeply in and out of her. I
felt her juice well up around her clit, and soak the outside
of my cock. Her orgasm was all the excitement I could take.
I gave one last, deep push into her, and exploded my come
all over her inner walls.
After our orgasms, I usually leave myself buried deep inside
her. After a few minutes, I generally begin excitedly
pulsing inside her, which she really seems to enjoy, judging
by the “mmmmm” and “ahhhh” that this always evokes from her.
But this time, I repositioned myself so that the pulsing
would also press against her clit. This got her moaning my
name, and clenching then releasing her tight pussy muscles
around my cock. Her pussy muscles squeezing me like that
made me very hard in a very short time, and I decided to
see if I could really do as Cosmo said, and give her
multiple orgasms. I then tried to control my pulsing and
throbbing, so that my cock expanded precisely when her pussy
muscles contracted; this would make the pressure against
each other as tight as possible. While I can’t really
control my involuntary, post-orgasmic throbbing, I did
manage to synchronize my expansions with her contractions
a couple of times, and that was enough to bring her to a
second orgasm. Her breathing was very fast and heavy, her
moaning into my ear was loud, and I felt my cock getting
drenched in her love juice again.
I now rolled her on her right side, and lay perpendicular to
her (I was sideways across the bed). In this position, I
began sliding my cock in and out of her. This, too, let me
go deeper inside of her than in the missionary position,
although perhaps not as deeply as when I had raised her
legs earlier. She wrapped her arms and legs tightly around
me, and nuzzled her lips against my chest. I was surprised
at how hard her passion was making me, after I already had
one orgasm. After about ten minutes of pounding in and out
of her like this, I came again, almost as explosively as
the first time. To my amazement and delight, my second
orgasm triggered her third. We lay in each other’s arms
for several minutes, with me still buried in her, as we
both calmed down and regained our normal breathing patterns.
Finally, she said she was worn-put after three orgasms, and
wanted to go to sleep. I slowly eased myself out of her.
She rolled over on her left side. I lay behind her, also
on my left side, with my right arm draped over her sexy,
curvaceous hip, and my right hand cupping her right breast.
My semi-hard cock rested against the crack of her soft,
smooth ass. We fell asleep in this position.
Tonight, I plan to give her the second birthday gift, a
summer sun hat that she especially wanted for her birthday.
Again, I am giving this gift to her to show her how much I
love and care about her. While I expect nothing in return,
I certainly will not object if her response is as passionate
as it was last night.
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