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A helping hand #2

In the morning you got up early and took the kid shopping, and since it was weekend i stayed in bed. Soon i got up to make breakfast, and i was in the kitchen when George came in to get some coffe. I could see his embarassement, he could not look me in the eye. "So how did you sleep?" i asked with a smile. "Good thanks he mumbled" and tried to sneak out but i stopped him. "Look: we are friends, and you'll be staying here for at least a few more days, so there really should not be any awkwardness left between us. Last night nothing extra happened. You felt down, so Maya helped you out as a friend. She told me everything and i'm totally fine with it." "But what does this mean? Should i be expecting random blowjobs from your wife now? I'm really confused" He said and he really looked it. "Look, as far as i'm concerned, it was a one time thing, but Maya is the master of her own will, if she wants to do it again she will. It's up to her and you of course. Im glad if everyone is happy." "Ok, thanks, i'll keep this in mind."

So this was the story i had in my mind, but as you see he stayed for a few moredays, so there might have been more to tell... 3 hozzászólás, utolsó: fun4couple102 (2022. 01. 03. hétfő 20:21)

A helping hand #1

Ok, so this was a half asleep daydream a few days ago:

My friend George, after a short period of marriage got into a fight with his wife, that lead to separation and filing for divorce. He was devastated, and really could not find his place (both litetrally and figuratively), so we decided to offer him to stay with us for a few days or maybe a week to get his thoughts in order.

He came and we made a big fuss about him staying, good food, talking over wine at night etc... During these conversations he told us about their problems and how they ended up divorcing. When being just the two of us, he even told me that he have not had sex for 4 month now and was really down on the floor emotionally..

After a few days his spirit seemed to be rising, smiled more, and talked more, was more of a partner in joking around. I even noticed that he was eyeing you every now and then, when he thought noone was noticing. The third night we were getting ready to go to sleep (we had a few glasses of wine together in the kitchen and said good night to George just a few minutes ago) i mentioned my observation to you. You of course said that i was being ridiculous you didn't notice anything of the sort, although there was a funny incident during the day when i was at work and George stayed home working through internet. You were having a shower in the bathroom opening from the main bedroom, and our daughter was having her morning nap in her room. You left all doors open to hear her if she cries. While soaping yourself up you suddenly realized that George was standing at the bedroom door and looking at you. Your eyes met for a few seconds then suddenly he left. When you met later in the house he was acting like nothing happened so you left it at that. While we both were sure he got there by accident, i told you that he must have liked the view, otherwise he would have left instantly.

"See? He must be really hungry for some action by now and this incident surely made it even worse. Looking at your hot ass all soaped up then getting nothing must be brutal, especially after a 4 month dryspell" i said to you. "So what are you suggesting? I should have sex with him just to make him feel better?" You told me. "Of course not, although giving him a helping hand would be a truely hospitable gesture" I said with a smile. "Yeah right, cause that would bring his spirits up" you answered back. "One thing 's for sure: a handjob never made a guy unhappy. Why? Would you consider it if you were sure about it?" "Well you know i'm not keen on giving pleasure just like that, but i know he really could use some good experinece in his life now, and it's not that big a deal. You always say that you wouldn't mind me fooling around with others and it's just a handwash for me after... anyway i really don't think that he is that into me and really don't think he would accept." "After seeing you take a shower? I am 100% sure that if you went into his room now and offered him your assistance, he would jump on it immediately. Most likely he is siitting there masturbating, while thinking about you." i said with a grin. After a good long pause came your answer: "Ok, i'll do it. But only a handjob and after that i'm coming back to sleep. I'm dead tired, it has been a long day" "I am totally crazy doing this" you said as you were leaving the room in only a tank top and a thong, holding your phone in your hand.

As you left my mind was full with emotions swirling around... my cock was hard as i felt excitement and arousal fight the instinctive jelousy. I lay down in the bed and tried picturing what can be happening in the guestroom. Minutes went by without a sound from that direction, and as these minutes turned into half an hour i begun to really worry so i sent you a message:" are u ok honey?" Not long after the answer came:" sure, wont be long now, my wrist got tired... will be back soon" After another 10 minutes you came in the room gave me a kiss and said that you'll be with me in a few minutes. You went into the bathroom and soon i heard the shower turning on. It was a short shower (for your standards) but i heard that you made yourself cum at least once during it. When you came out you climbed into bed with me and laughed out as you saw me gazing at you intensely, visibly almost bursting from curiosity. "So?" i asked impatiently. "I helped him" You answered with a smirk, enjoying the tension and wanting to mess with me. "Ok, but how did it go? Details please! I'm dying here!" i added smiling. " Well i knocked on his door and went in asking him if he had everything he needed. He was lying on the bed, but sat up with the blanket covering his croth. I instantly noticed that he must be totally naked. He seemed to be a bit embarassed... anyway i asked if he needed anything, some help maybe? This made him freeze totally... his eyes opened wide and after a short pause he asked in a faltering voice how did i mean that? I looked in his eyes and said: i heard that you were in a bit of a dryspell and the incident in the morning might have made it worse... he was speachless at first, and started to apologize that he did not mean to peep, but he wanted to ask something and when he saw me there naked he couldn't take his eyes off of me. No worries i said, no harm done, and i kinda find it flattering that he liked the view. This made him agree enthusiaticly, telling me that i looked amazing... I went closer, sat next to him on the couch and put my hand on his crotch feeling his awakening cock under the blanket instantly... So i ask you again: do you need any help? With these last words i started rubbing his semi hard cock through the blanket. But Ben? what would he say, he asked... It was his idea i said as i got off the couch, kneeled before him and uncovered his now fully erect penis. I have to tell you it was quite big, never saw one so huge before. He just sat there speechless so i started to work on him while i told him the ground rules: just a handjob, no touching and no awkwardness after it, we both forget what happened in this room.”

"So he really accepted it without any hesitation?" i asked "Honey! I was half naked and had my hand on his cock. How could have he refused" you answered with a new found confidence. I smiled and told you to carry on.

"So he leaned back and i was working on his long shaft up and down with my hand for 5 or 10 minutes now, without any result, so i begun to worry. What's the matter, do you not like it? i asked. He was fully embarassed again and i saw that he wanted to say something but does not dare. Come on, tell me! i ordered him. Ok, it's just that not long before youcame in i kinda jacked off, so now it's not coming so easy... But why didn't you tell me? i asked. Because i was embarassed and also i didn't want to turn down the opportunity... Cool now what should we do? I suppose i should not leave you here with this boner... Oh god no please! ... but you might not come for me till morning. Maybe if you could show me some cleavage, it would help, he suggested. Fine... i pulled down my top so half my boobs were out in the open and i started to work on him again. His eyes almost fell out of their socket as he was staring at my cleavage. Soon he reached out and caressed first my shoulder, than his hand slipped down and reached under my top cupping one of my boobs. I skipped a beat in wanking him, but decided if it helps him get off, and me get to bed, then let it be... he visibly enjoyed my service, but still there was no sign of cumming any time soon."

"You were really patient with him honey" i said. "Well yes i had already put so much effort in it, and did not want to fail... this brings us to my first confession: i crossed the line that we set before." "What line babe, and what do you mean by first confession?" "So i thought you might be getting worried by now and with a spur of the moment decision i put my lips around his cock and switched to a blowjob. I could see him being surprised at first but then he went on massaging my boob and enjoying my mouth. Soon this whole situation got me so horny that i spat on my hand reached down, pulled my panties aside and begun to play with my clit... A few more minutes went by, when your message came. I stopped and answered you hoping the best. I asked George how he felt about it, and he said that he is more of an ass guy, so he thinks if he could look at my ass for a bit, he could get himself to cum. We both got up, and (here comes my second confession) as we stood there in front of each other i leaned in and kissed him. He returned my kiss and it went into a long makeout with him grabbing my ass while i was massaging his cock. Then i pulled down my panties, stepped out of tehm, got onto the couch on all fours, lowered my upper body on it so my ass was sticking out in the air. I turned back and told him to go on... He kneeled behind me and started wanking gazing at my ass. This made me want to play with myself again, so i reached down and continued. Not long after i felt his cock touching my ass. I exclaimed: HEY! That's not what we agreed! Don't worry, i won't go inside, but i need this... i'm so close! So i let it happen (confession Nr.3). He leaned on me, his cock was sliding between my buttcheaks and he was biting and kissing my neck. I have to tell you it was hot... i felt my orgasm approaching when suddenly i heard him moan and felt his sperm landing on my back in warm thick streams. After he finished he awkwardly got up and just stood there, so i got up aswell, gave him a goodnight kiss and left."

During the story you started stroking my cock and i was caressing your body. Now that you have finished i told you how hot it was and how proud i am of my little wife, and soon we were fucking like wild animals. Both of us were so riled up, that orgasm came hitting us quick and heavy like a train... (Nincs még hozzászólás, legyél te az első!)

Előszó

Valahogy kialakult közöttünk egy furcsa szokás: ha valami szexuális tartalmú üzenetet váltunk egymással, azt angolul tesszük. Ez segít kicsit eltávolítani a témát hétköznapi énünktől létrehozva egy alteregót, amely fő tulajdonságát tekintve egy rendkívül szexuális lény, sokszor a végletekig nyitott az újdonságokra.

Talán egy egyszerinek szánt üzenetváltással kezdődött az egész. Én ráírtam angolul, mintha fizetős női társaságot kereső agglegény lennék és ő vette a lapot. Hosszú idegen nyelven folytatott üzengetés után különlegesen izgalmas szexel zártuk a napot. Aztán az első alkalmat követte a második és szép lassan szokásunkká vált ez a kommunikáció. Később kerestünk egy külön chat felületet, hogy egyáltalán ne keveredjen a téma a hétköznapi beszélgetéseinkkel és szép lassan kikerekedett az egész. Már nem csak "randikat" beszéltünk meg, de apránként kipuhatoltuk a másik összes titkos vágyát, álmait és gondolatait a különböző fétisekről és extremitásokról.

Álmok... itt érkeztünk el ezen blog valódi tartalmához. A fent leírt beszélgetések sok esetben folytak álmokról és álmodozásokról. Rendre megosztottuk egymással ezeket és hosszasan kitárgyaltuk tartalmukat. Kettőnk közül többnyire én (a férj) emlékeztem jobban az álmaimra, írtam le őket részletesebben, kitöltve az emlékezet által hagyott folytonossági hiányokat a képzeletemet használva. Ezek az írások többé kevésbé fennmaradtak piszkozatokban (természetesen angol nyelven), így arra gondoltam, hogy megosztom őket veletek, hátha inspirálóan hatnak valakire, vagy egyszerűen csak jó szórakozást nyújtanak. Természetesen folyamatosan születnek újak, ezeket is tervezem ide feltölteni. Kérlek Titeket, hogy ha elolvastátok, hagyjatok egy hozzászólást megosztva velünk az észrevételeiteket, kíváncsiak vagyunk mindenki véleményére. Azoktól, akik nem tudnak angolul, elnézést kérek, de túl nagy munka lenne lefordítani az anyagot. Azok megbocsátására is számítok, akik nálam jobban tudnak angolul (sajnos a többségre ez igaz lehet), nekik a helyenként suta fogalmazásomat és nyelvtani hibáimat kell elszenvedniük.

Igyekszem időről időre letisztázni egy-egy történetet, jó szórakozást hozzá! 1 hozzászólás, utolsó: fun4couple102 (2021. 10. 14. csütörtök 22:29)