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Simultaneous Orgasm

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Personally, I think simultaneous orgasm is overrated. I know that some people make it out to be some kind of sexual end-all be-all, and Jill and I will both admit that it can be really great to have an orgasm at the very same moment the person you’re with is having his or her own. It’s definitely the kind of thing anyone would be lucky to experience at least once.

However, I personally enjoy Jill’s orgasms too much to want to be caught up in my own while she’s having them. I’d rather enjoy all the wonderful sights and sounds of her special moment, then work on mine, preferably with her help.

Today, I got home from work later than usual, but still walked into an empty house. I took a shower, and while I was washing my hair I was surprised by the feel of my wife’s body pressing against mine. Unable to suppress a huge smile, I rinsed the shampoo off of my head and away from my eyes, then kissed her hello. Because of our different work schedules, we don’t usually shower together in the morning. So, finding ourselves naked under the hot spray with nowhere to be, we decided to make it last.

Jill began by grabbing a bottle of body wash off the window sill, and slowly massaged it into my tired shoulders. As her hands traveled down my chest, I reached for her body wash, and started to do the same to her. By now she was working on my balls, so I started to soap up her breasts. Her nipples stood at attention, just as my cock was doing, and from there I moved down to her hips and her thighs. I turned her around and began to lather up her back, watching excitedly as the soap drizzled over her ass.

I moved my hand around her body, settling between her legs. As I pressed lightly on her clit, Jill exhaled, then leaned back to kiss me hard on the mouth. Then she took her mouth off of me, turned back around and we resumed the kiss, face to face this time. As we stood there, the water rinsing off of our soapy bodies, I replaced my hand on her clit and continued to fondle her. She reached down to my cock and took it in her hand, stroking it from tip to base as we kissed hungrily, barely stopping for breath. My hand burrowed further between her legs, nudging her thighs apart so that I could enter her with one finger, then two, continuing to work her clit with my thumb.

Jill stroked me faster, and I stepped up my own efforts until her climax was finally upon her. She took her mouth off of mine and buried her face in my shoulder. Her erotic moans combined with the feel of her hand stroking me intently led to my own orgasm. We held each other as we came, then caught our breath.

“That was amazing,” said Jill when she could speak again.

-Jack

Sex When Company’s Over

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Posted in fact one-on-one voyeurism/exhibitionism written by Jack

Jill and I are experts when it comes to keeping quiet during sex. We’ve had enough practice at suppressing moans, mattress squeaks and other noise that we can do it when we need to, although neither of us enjoys being quiet. We have an exhibitionist streak, and our natural tendency is to be uninhibited and loud, or at least as loud as you’re supposed to be when you’re not worried about being overheard.

Last night we had a friend and former roommate of mine staying over. Once he went to bed, I headed into our room to join Jill, who I assumed was already sleeping, or maybe reading in bed. Instead I found her on top of the covers, playing with a toy. She had a porn DVD on mute, though at the moment she wasn’t paying much attention to it. It looked like she had already come, and I guessed she planned to keep coming until I joined her.

As I took off my clothes, she came again, almost silently. As I got on the bed I heard the door to the guest bathroom closing, reminding both of us of our guest’s presence in the house, which I know that I forgot about the instant I found my wife naked on our bed, legs splayed wide and in the midst of intense self-pleasure. I realized that, although we were going to have sex, it might be best to keep it quiet.

A quick aside: As I said before, our guest is a former roommate of mine. So it’s not like the guy hasn’t heard me getting laid before. But obviously the last thing Jill or I would want to do is risk making him feel uncomfortable. And yeah, I know what you’re thinking: A little noise through the wall, courtesy of my wife, might have helped him get to sleep. But at the moment I wasn’t even thinking about that. All I wanted to do was fuck.

I lay down near the edge of the bed and started to help Jill get off. With my mouth and my fingers I brought her to another orgasm, her fifth, she told me later. I continued to devour her all the way through it, until she gently pushed my face away from her.

“It’s your turn,” she said, and pulled me up to her so we could share a kiss. I was inside her in an instant, thrusting ever so slowly so as not to nudge the headboard against the wall, a dead giveaway if there ever was one. I maneuvered her onto her side and continued thrusting, aware that the mattress was squeaking ever so slightly.

I leaned over to kiss Jill’s shoulder, the only part of her that I could easily reach. She moved her head toward me, trying in vain to touch my tongue with her own before her head fell back onto the bed. Still thrusting, the sounds of the mattress weren’t loud as we were still moving slowly, but we were aware of them, moreso because the house was quiet. After a few moments, Jill asked if I wanted to move to the floor. Although I was beyond caring who heard us, I agreed.

We took advantage of this brief pause in the action to switch to doggy style once we were on the floor. I should point out that we both love doggy style. While we enjoy every position we can manage, Jill and I both agree that there’s something inherently naughty about any position where you don’t face each other. Plus, I really enjoy the view of her ass and her bare back. There’s nothing not to like about doggy style, is there?

The only drawback that I can even think of is that I don’t always come while we’re doing doggy style. Jill arches her back pretty high, and when I kneel behind her it’s harder for us to line up correctly, so I tend to squat or crouch behind her instead. This way I’m taller, and can actually get my cock inside of her. However, crouching or squatting for long periods of time tires my legs out. Well, last night as I was crouching behind her, deep inside of her, I became aware of the fact that she was only bracing herself against the floor with one hand, as the other was working on her clit. The realization of what she was doing was all I needed. I pulled out, and Jill whipped around, taking me into her mouth and finishing me off.

We took a shower and got back into bed. As we lay there, I asked Jill what she would have done if the door had opened while we were in the middle of it, perhaps if our guest had heard noises and decided to investigate. I like asking questions like these, especially during afterglow. Sometimes she’ll come up with a very raunchy scenario involving the sort of things she’d never do in real life. This time, however, she said, “I guess we’d put on a show.”

-Jack

Our First Time – Jack’s Version

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Jill and I first slept together on our third date. We went to dinner and a movie, and afterwards, she asked if I’d like to go to her place. I’d been on enough dates to know what that meant.

We were standing in her bedroom, ostensibly trying to decide what movie to watch from her modest collection of DVDs and VHS tapes. As I stood beside her, the smell of her perfume wafting up to my nose, I was emboldened. Having already seen one movie that night – and reasonably certain that she didn’t invite me in to watch a movie – I leaned in to kiss her. She kissed me back, her tongue quickly snaking in and out of my mouth as mine did the same.

In seconds we were on her bed, still kissing. I slid my hand under her skirt and began to touch her. As my fingers found wet flesh beneath her panties, Jill was taking my cock out of my pants. Before I had time to appreciate the anticipation, I was on the receiving end of the best blowjob I’d ever experienced. I didn’t want it to stop, knowing full well that if she kept it up I’d come a lot quicker than I planned to.

As though she could sense my impending climax, Jill stopped. We took off our clothes and when she lay back down I kissed her again. I began to touch her again, and began to kiss her all over. I sucked on her neck, grazed over her shoulders, and kissed my way down and back up each arm, stopping to savor each finger on each hand. I sucked her nipples, licked my way down her stomach and over her hips, kissed every inch of each thigh down to her feet and back up.

By now Jill was moaning softly. I began to lap at her clit, and her soft moans grew more intense. She put her hands in my hair, almost as though trying to steer me exactly where she wanted me to go. She tasted sweet, not unlike peaches, and just as I didn’t want her oral ministrations to end, I didn’t want to stop giving her the same. She came quickly, then kissed me hard. The ferocity with which she kissed me was a huge turn-on, even more so given that she must have been able to taste herself on me.

I put my cock inside of her, at last, and started thrusting. Though we started out with me on top, it wasn’t long before we switched places. Jill seemed to come quickly, and often. The sex was perfect, utterly phenomenal. Our bodies fit perfectly together, and as we tried position after position, there wasn’t a single one that we found uncomfortable or forced.

Much later, I finally came, and we lay together in silence, holding each other as we fell asleep. The following morning, we started all over again.

Middle-of-the-Night Sex

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At around two o’clock on Sunday morning, Jill woke me up. We were in the guest room at her parents’ house, where we spent the weekend. As I became aware of her voice, whispering in my ear and asking if I was awake, I opened my eyes to the dark bedroom.

“Want to have sex?” I asked dreamily. I was half-asleep and only half-serious. Jill replied by kissing me hungrily on the mouth, and suddenly I was wide awake and completely aroused. We were both already naked, and she started to touch me, a favor I gladly and eagerly returned. Jill was already wet, and as I played with her she released my cock from her hand and lay down on her back.

I kissed my way down her neck, over her breasts and down her stomach. I climbed off the foot of the bed and knelt down, then pulled her to the edge of the bed. As I settled down between her warm thighs, I quickly found what I was looking for in spite of the darkness. As I began to enjoy her, I reached up to take her breasts into my hands and caressed them, stroking her already-hardened nipples with my fingers.

I moved one hand down her body and began to play with her as I teased her swollen clit with my tongue and my lips. As I worked two fingers in and out of her juicy lips, I continued to lick and suck her delicious pussy until she had the quietest orgasm I could have imagined, her moans undoubtedly muffled by her pillow.

“Your turn,” she said once she had caught her breath. I felt her climbing down off of the bed. She lay down on the floor and took me into her mouth. I could feel her tongue working over every inch of my cock, and when I got close to the edge, she stopped and pulled me down on top of her. In seconds I was deep inside of her, her legs locked around my waist just tight enough that I could thrust into her. Our mouths met, and we kissed passionately.

I couldn’t hold out much longer. “Come in me,” Jill whispered in my ear. Hearing her request, feeling her breath on my earlobe, I had no choice but to comply. As I filled her up, she moaned softly and tightened her feet behind my back, drawing me deeper inside of her.

Then we got into bed and went back to sleep.

-Jack