She started working it, then told me to feel between her legs. My wife asked why I was slowing down and I just said it was because I wanted to make sure we could all cum at the same time. She kneeled next to the bed and grabbed my hand and placed it next to my mouth. She ask me if she could help me with that and i didn't see anything wrong with it so she came over and and started to play with my cock. She says she knows it is normal for men to do this. After a few more days of this routine, adding a little new excitement each time, I was really putting on a show. He and I now watch porn together and then he makes me moan and it turns out to be a great sex night.
The fact that she told you to go masturbate before changes things somewhat. My cousin, who eventually became my wife, knew from the beginning of our relationship that I enjoyed making myself cum because the first time she gave me a blow job, which was her first time; she was having a little trouble getting me off. These stories I'm only now sharing are part of my life. So, her leaving every morning before I got up, and not returning until after 1 pm, gave me an opportunity to enjoy my favorite hobby for a few hours every weekday morning! As for disgusted, did she mean porn or specifically you masturbating in the living room? At this point, I stopped stroking my cock and pulled my hand from her panties. She got out of the shower and caught me masturbating in the living room. One day i was at friend house up in his bedroom waiting for him to come home and going though his playboys and playing with my cock and heard the door open and there was his hot looking mom. She was no longer looking at the entire picture of all that she wasn't happy about, but she was looking at the one thing that we both knew could make us both very happy! One time after riding my hot pole and letting me fill her vagina with millions of dancing sperm, she popped off of me cupping her hand over her slit and climbed up over my face.
She had me jerk off a huge load onto a dinner plate. I have tried to express my appology to her but she will not calm down about this. No other man in her life would even think of tasting their own juice. The next weekend she said that the only thing that could possibly be hotter than my show would be if she could see me suck off another man. However, I thought she would look away right off, or maybe not look at it at all, but, she just kept her eyes fixed on all the pussies, cocks and tits surrounding her. I glanced at Amy and she was looking at me. You know how it is; a masturbator needs his or her own thrills.
I can only imagine what its like to feel a cock deep down my throat and have it explode in my mouth. I locked my feet under the headboard rail and stared up at the most wonderful sight in this world. She always wore a bra except when we went out on date nights. Then I asked her, Are you turned on by the pictures? I insisted she go braless when we went out so I could easily access her tits and nipples during dinner or the movie. That's when I noticed the focus of her eyes shifted. She questioned why I was moving her and I told her it was so she could have some different pictures to look at.
In fact, masturbation became a regular part of our love sessions. She shook as I finished my treat. The skirt of her dress was pulled up to her waist giving full exposure to her sexy bare legs. A purple, swollen cock just waiting to burst. Then I took hold of her feet again and lifted her legs into the air; at which time she continued rubbing her clit. She looked down at it all around her.
I would see her through her kitchen window when she was standing at the sink, or sometimes I could see her through her patio doors as she moved around her house. All I had time for was to stand up and set the wand on the counter. I suddenly looked up with my tongue full of cum to see my girlfriend staring at my show. We continued trading back and forth while we played stop-n-go until it was only taking a touch of the wand to bring her to the edge and one thrust in super slow motion to take me there. On the counter by the patio door, I saw my tube of lube on the counter and the stool in front of the door, which by the way, was still wide open! I still think of her at times when I masturbate, like today. If she's bothered by this, the more you bug her about it and ask her when she's going to be over it, the worse it's going to get.
We played most of that day and we been doing this for a long time when my friend not home and her husband. And, to boot, the door was wide open and I was holding the wand. She had read that some men could. Except this time, I knew very well what they were all about and I wanted to feel them as much as possible, especially today! Why don´t you try to make her enjoy it? Watching this got me so hard made me think how much I wanted to savior the woman at work and watch her climax to my touch. Maybe one day, but this is as close as I can get for now. Of course, I was stroking the entire time! Penthouse magazines were all over the dining table with cunts, cocks and tits glaring from every angle. I thrust into her hard for about five strokes and said, I'm right their too! Hello, I dont like when my husband do it alone, by I like to participate and watch, its more intimate when the wife sees and participates.
She was still holding the wand in her hand, but it was off to the side and resting on the table. I was spreading around ten Penthouse magazines on the dining table, which was directly next to my stool, so I could glance to my left while masturbating at the door and see all the tits and pussies that my eyes could process. The real reason I moved her though was so I could watch the neighbor, as I later found out was named Karen. When I told her I was going to cum, she promptly changed her position and took me in her mouth. Every now and then, she would be wearing a tank top and some gym shorts so I knew she had a nice chest and some long, smooth, bare legs. That wonderful warm feeling came over me.
My favorite glass door was the double wide, sliding glass door that led to our patio. This is when, without much thought, I moved right up to her, reached out and brushed my fingertips across her breast. I was sitting on that stool only a few feet from that door to the garage. She whispered, Yes, damn you! Try talking to her calmly and not bug her about it, just try to be nice to her. So I took matters in my own hand and masturbated into her mouth. I never really knew if any of the neighbors saw me or not, but that was part of the thrill. Then leaned back and said, while continuing to stroke my cock, Damn you're hot! She couldn't imagine how I was going to shoot my cum down my throat.