Finally, a good weekend!
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Posted:Jun 3, 2014 5:00 am
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Well this weekend was fun. I actually had a decent fuck. Probably the best fuck I've had in months, if not years.
So what made it so great? Usually, with my wife, I feel as if sex is a chore that she doesn't really want to do - she'd rather be watching TV or sleeping. This time I had no doubt that my partner wanted to be fucked. She had no problems telling me that she wanted my cock inside her pussy... and I was happy to do what she wanted.
There was one slight problem though. It was only after we were both satisfied that I worked out why her cunt felt so good. The condom we were using had failed completely and was basically acting as nothing more than a cock ring. I had emptied my balls deep inside her unprotected snatch! Fortunately she didn't seem to mind, but I wasn't expecting to have to spend money on emergency contraception! (Mind you... better that than having another running around!)
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This time, I'm here to stay.
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Posted:Apr 1, 2014 4:44 am
Last Updated:Apr 3, 2014 4:53 am
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I'm back again... and this time I'm not planning on going anywhere.
Over the past few years, I've become more and more convinced that the ideal of one man and one woman coming together and meeting all their partners needs (emotional, intellectual, and sexual) is nothing more than a fantasy. A wonderful fantasy, no question, and one that I wish was my reality, but a fantasy nonetheless. A few lucky couples may have it all, or at least be close enough that they can live without whichever aspects they are missing. I am not (currently) among them. It is time to recognize my relationship for what it is and move on.
Looking forward, I have no idea what the future will bring. One thing I am sure of is that I want the open exploration of consensual sexual intimacy, as clearly demonstrated on this site, to remain a part of my life. I want any future partner - long or short term - to understand that in all parts of our relationship (including sexually) she does not need to be anyone other than who she is. If she wants to explore a fantasy she is free to do so. Just don't expect me to hide who I am either. Don't expect me to submit to the shackles of monogamous vanilla sexuality. If I do, understand that I am doing so because I have chosen to do so.
Nobody knows how much time they have left in this world. I would rather come to the end of my days without regretting the things I wanted to do, but didn't.
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Time to update my profile pic?
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Posted:Aug 19, 2010 4:52 am
Last Updated:May 19, 2014 6:30 pm
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It has been a couple of years since I last updated my profile picture, and I get the feeling that some people who might be interested in getting to know me better are a little put off by what they see and don't even bother looking further.
So... bearing in mind the constraint that as I am still married I don't want to include my face on my profile picture (although I am willing to share a face picture with others once I believe I can trust them). What should my picture include? I especially want to appear more attractive to women wanting to swap naughty emails and/or chat since many of the ones I used to communicate with now have work or relationship limitations which means we are only rarely able to chat about anything.
So.... What would you like to see as my profile picture?
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Back for more. Will this cycle ever end? Do I want it to?
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Posted:Feb 25, 2010 7:12 am
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2024 4:57 pm
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Yes, I know. Once more I've stayed away from this site for months in the hope that by doing so I would find a way to deal with the desires I have. Once more, it has failed, and I find myself back here.
In my wife's mind, it seems that sex is not (and never really has been) fun. She would rather sit on the couch watching TV, or simply sleep, than she would participate in physical intimacy. For me, it is almost the opposite. If she was willing, I would leave whatever I was doing to share a pleasurable moment with her. After all, TV can be recorded, or often simply turned off. As for sleep, as any new parent will tell you, it's amazing how little sleep you can survive on!
Don't get me wrong. I love my wife. I don't want to hurt her (as I would if I had another affair and she found out). Intellectually, I know that. Unfortunately, that doesn't stop another part of my brain from imagining how good it would taste as I caress a willing partner's intimate folds with my tongue. How good it would feel to sink my rigid shaft into her welcoming pussy. How amazing it is to hear the sound of a lover first guiding and encouraging me to stimulate her the way she enjoys best, then finally hear her reaching that point where the pleasure of the moment overtakes her. It also doesn't stop that part of the brain from reminding me that for our entire marriage it has appeared that my wife often appears less-than-willing, even on the occasion - every month or two - that she is open to physical intimacy.
So here I am again. Living vicariously through the many on here who aren't afraid or ashamed of their sexuality. The ones who enjoy sharing their fantasies and experiences.
At least for now, I want the same thing. I want to live this life, not stand on the sidelines. Perhaps tomorrow I'll feel differently, but until then I plan to enjoy myself. Anyone care to join me?
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A long-delayed update
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Posted:Jun 24, 2009 5:01 am
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2024 4:57 pm
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Having been reminded by a friend that I hadn't visited the site in quite a while, I decided it was also time to add a quick update here on my sex-related blog.
Things are still not going well for me at home. They weren't going well before I cheated (now more than 6 years ago), and as you can probably imagine what I did didn't help things. I believe that legally speaking, my wife and I have had a sexless marriage (<5 times per year) for the past five years... and while I still love her and don't want to betray her again I can't help wondering how long I'll be able to do so before my sex drive gets the better of me again.
The problem is not helped by the fact that I have several female friends online, several of whom have told me repeatedly that when I'm ready they would be more than willing to offer their bodies for our mutual pleasure. There is even one male online friend (in an open relationship) who has offered, with their knowledge and permission, to drive his wife and girlfriend to see me - on the understanding that I fuck them both in his presence.
Of course, if I do ever decide to take any of them up on their kind offers, I'll tell you about it here. 
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Does this make you want to jump my bones?
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Posted:Jun 2, 2008 1:25 pm
Last Updated:Jun 17, 2008 11:04 am
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I hadn't heard a question like that from my wife in a *long* time. In fact, I don't think she had ever asked me that before.
To be honest, the clothes that she was trying on did indeed make me want to help her out of them (and I told her so). That's nothing new, I'm so horny most of the time that I want to help spread her legs no matter what she's wearing. But anyway, I confirmed that yes she did look very sexy. That was the last thing I heard on the subject. I had hoped that it might mean she'd be interested in a little intimate playtime when we were somewhere more private. Sadly, that wasn't the case.
I'm still waiting to be allowed to "jump her bones" again. I'm guessing it won't happen any time soon. I'm also guessing that I won't get what I want for father's day either. (In case you're wondering, it's a father's day gift that just about any guy would love.... a good blowjob!)
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Good Grief!
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Posted:Apr 24, 2008 10:00 am
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2024 4:57 pm
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I was catching up on my blog reading, and saw this post : [post 1348074]
OK, so given the circumstances (extremely infrequent sex - my wife only allowed 3 instances last year!) I'm probably about a 30 second guy right now... but given the opportunity, and a willing partner to "practice" with I would certainly be doing everything in my power to fix that! I'm pretty confident that even today if I was permitted a second attempt that I would exceed a measly 3 minutes... and I'd enjoy doing so!
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Just catching up...
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Posted:Apr 17, 2008 11:37 am
Last Updated:Feb 25, 2010 7:17 am
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As you probably guessed, there have been no significant changes in my sex life. Mind you, I haven't really gone looking for any either. Perhaps I'm just stubborn, but I really *don't* want to do the stupid thing and cheat on my wife again. I either want things to improve in the relationship to the point that both our needs are met, or for her to say "OK, you can go elsewhere for your physical pleasure". Better yet, we stay together and can explore our sexuality independently or as a couple.
Yeah... it'll never happen.  Still, I can dream can't I?
Talking of dreaming... I had an interesting experience recently. A guy contacted me via IM, and after we had chatted a bit told me how much he wanted to be a cuckold, and that his wife had agreed but wanted someone to be "master" to them both. I had a few ideas, and so it seems that now have a slave couple living in Ohio. I am still not sure that they are genuine though... I instructed the lady to create an account on here, and to start adding blog entries about her exploits. So far, I have not been able to confirm if that has happened. In fact, I suspect it hasn't because the handle they gave me doesn't exist (at least SexMatchBook claimed it didn't when I searched for it before I started writing this).
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Hope 2008 brings you all the "fun" you want!
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Posted:Jan 2, 2008 1:49 pm
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2024 4:57 pm
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Well, here we are again at the start of another year. I hope your 2007 went better than mine. My wife and I had sex a grand total of 3 times during the whole year - way less than my goal of 24 times.
If I'm totally honest, I could have had more sex... but I was too chicken to actually follow through and meet anyone else in real life - just in case my wife somehow managed to find out. Probably the same will be true for this year too. Then again, perhaps not.
Perhaps having lost some of the extra weight she was carrying my wife will finally realize that she *is* sexy - even if (according to the doctor) she is still carrying a couple of pounds more than she should. If not, perhaps I'll finally have the balls to tell her enough is enough, so we can bring things to an appropriate conclusion.
Only time will tell. I, for one, refuse to believe that life will always suck as badly as last year did. Right now I'm confident that 2008 will be a great year. I hope it is for you too.
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A story for Christmas - The Neglected Wife (Part 1)
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Posted:Dec 20, 2007 9:09 am
Last Updated:Dec 19, 2016 9:54 am
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People watching is one of my favorite activities. On my day off, I often go to the coffee shop at the local bookstore and waste an hour or two there. During the morning and early afternoon there were usually more ladies than men. Most of the younger ones would hurry in and out, especially if they were on their own, but occasionally one would stay a bit longer.
I noticed her as soon as she walked through the door. Young and pretty, there was a sadness in her eyes that drew me to her. She ordered a coffee, and sat down nearby. I gave her a smile, and she gave me a half-smile in return. I've seen that look often enough to know what it meant. She was feeling isolated, and wanted someone to talk to but was afraid to make the first move. I, on the other hand, had no such worries.
"Hi there!" I smiled at her holding out my hand. "I'm Rick. May I sit with you?" There was a long pause, then she shook my hand and gave a wan smile.
"I guess so."
I returned the smile more broadly, and we chatted for a while about the weather and other insignificant things. Gradually, she became more animated, and I knew she was starting to feel comfortable talking with me.
"I hope you don't mind me asking, but you seemed a little unhappy when you came in. Is everything OK?"
She sighed deeply. "Yeah, I guess."
"You don't seem very convinced. Let me guess. You feel as if your husband is pretty much ignoring you."
She looked at me in surprise. "How did you know?"
"Just a lucky guess. You would be surprised at how often it happens. Everything starts out fine, but after a few years things get a bit routine." I paused for a moment before dropping the bombshell. "Especially in the bedroom."
She didn't reply, but I could tell from the way her eyes widened slightly that I had touched a nerve.
"I wouldn't worry about it," I continued. "Even if he doesn't see it any more you should know that you are a very beautiful and sexy woman."
"Really? I didn't think so, especially not since the were born."
"Absolutely!" I replied reassuringly. "You just need to break out of your routine. How long has it been since your husband last tried to seduce you?"
"Oh, ages. I even put on sexy clothes for him, and he doesn't get the message."
"Like what you're wearing now?"
She laughed. "This isn't sexy!"
"Sure it is," I replied smoothly. "A nice skirt and blouse are always sexy."
"Yeah! Right!"
"You don't believe me? Perhaps I should show you how sexy they are!"
She looked at me for a moment. "O.K. Why not!"
Casually, I moved my chair closer to hers so the table would block what was happening from the casual observer.
"The thing that is really sexy about a skirt," I told her, "is the fact that it covers up what is underneath." Gently, I touched her knee with my fingertips. "Unlike pants, there is nothing to stop my hand from moving further up your leg. How far it goes is up to you. After all, there is nothing wrong with me touching you down here by your knee. I'm sure it wouldn't bother you if I moved it up an inch or so either."
"Um... I guess not" She replied.
"Exactly," I replied, letting my hand move as I had described. Gently, I traced an oval on her leg. "I'm sure you don't mind this either."
She shook her head, eyes wide at what was happening. Casually, I took a sip of my coffee while the other hand continued to stroke her leg. Slowly, I let it move further up her leg with each cycle.
"So how long has it been since your husband touched you like this?" I inquired.
"I don't know. I don't think he ever has." She answered sadly.
"Well that's a pity", I replied, my hand now half way up the inside of her thigh. "That's a real shame because now we're getting to the interesting part. By now, I'm sure there is no doubt in your mind that my hand is going to continue up your leg. I imagine there is even a part of you which wants it to go all the way to the top. I could be wrong, but if I had to guess, I would say that your panties are already starting to get a little damp just thinking about it.
She nodded silently, gently biting her lower lip as if uncertain about what she should do. Slowly my fingers crept closer. Finally, they encountered the fabric of her panties. Casually, I let them brush against the cloth, barely tracing the outline of her womanhood beneath. Still she said nothing.
After a minute or so, I decided it was time. Casually, I let my fingers move back to her bare thigh and paused for a moment. Then they moved towards her groin again. She sat there, motionless as I slipped them under the elastic. Finally, one finger brushed her labia. Another followed, gently tracing the folds of her womanhood. Instantly they were wet.
Just as I was about to reach her clitoris I noticed a tear forming at the corner of her eye. Immediately I stopped, although I did not remove my hand.
"Are you OK?" I asked quietly. "I can stop if you want me to."
At first, she shook her head to say no, but as my fingertips finally reached her clit she gasped out loud.
"Stop!" She whispered. "I'm sorry... but I can't do this right now."
"O.K. Whatever you want." I told her. Slowly, I removed my hand, letting just my fingertips glide down her leg.
After a moment she appeared to make a decision. "Excuse me a moment," she said. She rose to her feet, slightly unsteadily, and headed off towards the restroom. I stayed at the same table, slowly sipping my coffee.
When she emerged I expected to see her make a hasty exit, but to my surprise she came right back to the seat she had occupied earlier.
"I'm sorry. My nerves got the better of me."
"That's fine," I replied. "Don't worry about it."
She smiled. "Good! Now where were we?"
Once more, I slid my hand under her skirt.
"I think I was somewhere around here." I replied.
"Actually, I think you were a little higher," she replied cheekily, "but that's a good place to start."
Once more, my fingers resumed their journey. Closer and closer they crept. At any moment I expected to encounter the fabric of her panties, but instead they encountered the wet folds of her labia. The surprise must have shown on my face.
"I hope you don't mind," she purred in my ear, "I thought it would be less obvious what was happening if you didn't have to fight the elastic!"
"Of course I don't mind!" I replied, one finger gently probing her vagina. The look in her eye told me all I needed to know. In one fluid movement, I sank two fingers inside her, while my thumb followed her slit until it encountered the hard nub of her clit.
We sat there for several minutes, enjoying each others company as I continued massaging her wet slippery cunt. When she spoke again, there was a note of concern in her voice.
"How long are you going to keep doing that?"
"As long as it takes!"
Her eyes widened. "But what if you make me cum, right here?"
"Would that be such a bad thing? From what you told me earlier, I think you deserve it!"
"You wouldn't dare!"
"Wouldn't I?"
I raised one eyebrow, and rammed my fingers deep inside her, then did so again and again both harder and faster than I had before. She opened her mouth as if to reply, but nothing came out except for a small gasp of surprise. She closed it again, a small glimmer of concern crossing her delicate features as she realized there was no way she could stop me without making a scene. I smiled at her.
"The men in your life obviously don't know what they're missing. Your pussy feels so good wrapped around my fingers. I bet it would feel even better around my cock!"
Apparently, the thought had also crossed her mind as I felt her tense momentarily. As she did so, I swirled my thumb around her clitoris. It was enough to push her over the edge, and I felt the muscles of her twat clench down on my fingers as they slid once more into her waiting void. She tried valiantly to hide it, but anyone who saw her face at that moment would know exactly what was going on!
Smiling, I sat back in my chair waiting for her to regain her composure.
"I can't believe you did that!"
"Why? After all, you are a very sexy woman. Admit it, you enjoyed yourself!"
"I would have thought that was obvious," she replied a little shakily. "There is one thing that bothers me though."
"What's that?"
"You got to play with me, but I'd like to play with you too... and what I have in mind we can't do here! Is there somewhere private we could go?"
I thought about it for a moment. "It depends what you want to do. There is a motel down the street."
I expected her to reject that suggestion immediately, but to my surprise she grabbed my hand and stood up pulling me with her.
As we left the bookstore, her cellphone rang. Annoyed, she glanced at the number, then her expression changed.
"It's my 's daycare. I'm sorry. I need to take this."
I waited a short distance away as she spoke on the 'phone. From her body language, it didn't sound as if it was good news. After a couple of minutes, she hung up the phone.
"I'm sorry to do this..."
The sentence hung in the air between us. I smiled reassuringly.
"It's OK. Go take care of your family."
To my amazement, she wrapped her arms around me and kissed me.
"Thank you! But I've got a few minutes to spare." Her eyes darted around, then stopped looking at something over my shoulder. Eagerly, she grabbed my hand and dragged me into a small alleyway next to the shop. About half way down, there was an alcove where the emergency exit opened out into the alley. Gently, but firmly she guided me into it, then crouched down in front of me.
Before I could stop her, she had undone my pants and pulled them far enough down to release my dick. Even if I had wanted to prevent it, I don't think I would have had the chance to get one word out before her sweet lips engulfed my rapidly hardening member. Looking up at me, her eyes bright with excitement as if she too was unable to believe what was happening, she started to suck.
I've had my fair share of blowjobs, and know the different types well. This wasn't one of those long, slow cock sucking experiences. She wanted just one thing. She wanted to make me cum! After what had happened inside the store, I knew it wouldn't take too long, but I was determined to hold out as long as possible.
Eagerly, she slurped on my shaft. In one instant, her tongue would be tickling the hole, the next she would take almost the entire thing in her warm mouth. Before long, I felt the familiar signs that meant I would soon be unable to resist her onslaught.
Gently, I stroked her hair as she continued to work her magic. "Unless you want me to cum in your mouth, you need to stop now!"
Her response, as I had guessed it might be, was to continue as if I had not spoken.
"OK. Just don't say I didn't warn you!"
A few more seconds was all it would take. I continued to stroke her hair, gazing down at her. She gazed back. Our eyes met, and she held my gaze calmly, waiting for the moment we both knew was imminent.
It was that gaze which did it. In that instant, I knew I was lost. Then I felt it. Slowly at first, then with mounting intensity I the pressure built until like a dam bursting the semen spewed from my shaft. It was followed by another, then another. All the time, she held my gaze.
When it was over, I was amazed to realize that she hadn't spilled a single drop. Gently, she sucked me again, draining the last few drops before finally releasing me.
"I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did!" She said. "It's not what I was really hoping for, but it'll do for now."
I opened my mouth to speak, but she put two fingers to my lips.
"I know I shouldn't be doing this, but I can't help myself. I'll be stopping by for another cup of coffee another day really soon. I'll bring the sugar if you bring the cream!"
I smiled. "You can count on it!"
"Good!" She replied. Then, she turned and walked away down the alley. By the time I had pulled my pants up and rearranged my clothing, she was gone. Still, there is always tomorrow!
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Have sex tonight! 12 reasons why!
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Posted:Dec 18, 2007 8:46 am
Last Updated:Dec 18, 2007 9:54 am
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SexMatchBook messed with the URL. Revised posting to actually show how to find it... I hope.
I just wish my wife would read and believe Yvonne K Fullbright's article dated Dec 17th 2007 at the Fox News website - story number 0,2933,317189,00.
Sadly, even if she did read it I am 90% sure she would find *some* reason why the reasons mentioned couldn't possibly apply to her.
[As a side rant... I understand that SexMatchBook don't like offsite links, but surely there should be some way to allow them - possibly with some kind of review process - rather than just corrupting them and redirecting the link back to a URL on SexMatchBook that doesn't exist!]
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Happy Thanksgiving
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Posted:Nov 20, 2007 11:01 am
Last Updated:Dec 18, 2007 8:47 am
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Just popping in to wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving. I hope you all have plenty to be thankful for.
As for me... I'm thankful that not everyone is as sexually repressed as my wife, and that some of them are here on this website. Their kind thoughts and sexy emails have really kept me going this past year.
Wishing everyone a happy and sexy holiday season.
Rick
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