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This is based on an approximate date of August 15, 2008 at 8PM as the last time I fucked my wife.

Friday, January 31, 2014

In Memorium - A Special Lady

I really question whether I should write this although it doesn't make any difference now plus a lot of people won't believe it anyway.  I feel like I need to write it though but, even so, I've still waited a few months to finish it.  We subscribe to our major city newspaper along with a "local county" newspaper and in that local newspaper a while back, I saw an obituary.  The woman who passed away was an only child, parents already deceased, no children and never married.  She was also a teacher but never taught at any of the schools I went to.  The reason her name stood out was she lived on the street beside us and I did her yard work...mowing her lawn and such.  When I say the street beside us, we lived on a corner lot and had a very long back yard.  The street that ran alongside our back yard went down past the house behind us before it made a turn but it had houses across the street facing our yard and she moved into one of those houses when I was 13.  I can't say that she was really beautiful because she wasn't but I would say she was cute.  She was at least 20-25 pounds overweight which really showed up on her because she was barely five feet tall and she was really quite well "gifted" in the breast department.  Now I've talked about how much I loved sucking D's cock but at age 14, with raging hormones, I was certainly fascinated by large breasts also, having seen my father's Playboy magazines.

Anyway, during the summer when I was 14, I would mow her grass when ever she asked and I was usually wearing shorts, a t-shirt and sneakers since where we lived it got really hot and humid.  When I would finish mowing her front yard, she generally invited me in to cool off for a few minutes and get something to drink. We would sit and talk but I have to say that I'm sure, with her cup size, I wasn't subtle about staring at her.  And, of course, looking at them gave me a hard on, not that I needed an excuse like any teen that age.  I epect that, with her being overweight, she probably didn't get the attention from men most women get so I guess being lusted after by a young boy was a turn on for her.  Gradually over the summer she started touching me on the arm or standing near me when I was sitting down cooling off so that those breasts were right at eye level.  I had been at summer camp for two weeks and when I got home, she wanted me to cut the grass as soon as I could.  I went over the next morning and before I got started mowing, she invited me in for a moment.  She told me that she had missed me while I was gone and was glad I was back.  She gave me a hug from almost the side but trapped my arm between those objects of fascination.  Of course having my arm between them produced an instant erection.  The kind of erection a friend of mine used to say was so hard the cat couldn't scratch it.  It would gradually subside as I mowed the front yard until I thought about how soft her breasts were and I was instantly hard again.  After finishing the front, I went in for the usual cool down and drink.  She had made some lemonade which she brought over to the table and as she set it in front of me, she hugged me again, this time from behind with my head between her breasts.  Naturally it was instant hard on again and almost cumming in my pants.  At that age, I was sure it was an accident  since women didn't rub their breasts on you on purpose.  And I was really embarrassed because I didn't want her to see me getting hard.  My head was spinning by this time just from the sensory overload of feeling her breasts against me so it was a little bit of a shock to realize she was rubbing my shoulders.  I'm sure you can see where this is going but I'm not going to give every little detail since this is a tribute to her, not an erotic story.  Let's just say it went,  on that and other days, as far as your imagination will take you. I learned a lot from her, much of which benefited D next door but that's beside the point.  This is just my dedication to a special lady.  Was I the only one she ever blessed?  I don't know and don't care.  All I care about is may she RIP.

Friday, January 24, 2014

An Interesting Sensation

Or should I say lack of sensation.  We have a tube of ointment in the medicine chest that contains mint and lidocaine, a topical anesthetic that is absorbed through the skin creating a numbness.  Now first of all, this is not your garden variety of over the counter ointment but is a prescription so it is much stronger.  I noticed the tube in the medicine cabinet the other day and, of course, this got my warped, depraved, fucked up brain to thinking.  What is this were applied to my limp little imitation of a cock?  Granted I am totally fucking impotent but I still feel sensations although nothing strong enough to cause an erection.  But could I make it totally numb if my little nub were exposed to the ointment for a good length of time?  And how to keep the ointment applied so that it doesn't rub off?  To solve that problem, I took a small prescription bottle, smeared some ointment around the sides of the bottle, smeared a little more on the head of my tiny cock and slid the bottle over my little dicklette.  The ointment has a greasy base that acted as a lubricant but yes, I fit inside a small prescription bottle!  Then to hold it in place, I pulled on a very tight pair of panties.  Starting out, the mint in the ointment began creating it's own sensations producing a slight burning that at the same time was kind of pleasant.  I noticed as time went on the burning began changing to a slight cold sensation which finally changed to nothing at all.  I was totally numb but I wanted to make sure so I left my cock in the bottle absorbing the anesthetic for a total of two and a half hours.  When I took it off I wanted to see just how numb it was so I took my thumb and forefinger and flicked it as hard as I could.  Oh, I could feel the impact but nothing else. To test this out, I pulled out my slinkiest pair of PJs and put them on.  Even though I can't get an erection, they still normally feel pleasant rubbing my little cock.  This time?  Nothing, it was like my cock wasn't even there and you know something?  I liked it!!!

Did My Wife Lose Her Amateur Status

A while back, my wife was between jobs like a lot of people are now days.  She was engaging in a little pillow talk with one of her lovers while waiting for him to get hard again when he said she should come work for him in his office.  He said he had a project that was about three months work and she could be looking for a job in the meantime.  She accepted the job and went to work for him completing his project.  The thing about it, her salary was about twice what one would normally get for doing that job.  Of course one of the added side jobs of the project included sex with him two or three times a week at lunch and two of three nights a week.  Now keep in mind that she would have continued fucking him no matter the salary.  So the question is, was he just overpaying her for the work she was doing or was he paying her half the salary for the work and the other half for sex.  Was she an office worker getting sex on the side or was she an office worker for half of her salary and a paid whore for the other half?  Personally, I like to think she was his whore as it makes me feel even more of a cuckold knowing she was selling her pussy.

Tuesday, January 7, 2014

You Know It's Cold

...when you're wearing a tank top, long sleeve top with a hooded sweater over that along with fleece  leggings, pink fuzzy socks, ankle boots, an ankle length heavy crushed velvet skirt, gloves and a pink ski jacket.  Despite all that when you go outside you can still feel the cold sucking the heat right out of you.