[Rachellus]

I am posting this in two parts. This is what led up to our first sharing experience


I have been in open relationships with previous boy friends and while they can be exciting and interesting none of them have went the distance of a long term relationship to anything close to marriage. Now I am in a relationship that has been very sexual and very normal in a monogamous sort of way. He is over 20 years older than me and we have a great friendship.

A friend of mine in this forum asked me the other day if he and I read the forums together and talk about our experiences. We do not read the forums together and in fact he does not know I relate my life experiences here.

But . . . We do discuss our experiences and he knows a lot of general knowledge concerning my past. He says it does not bother him and I believe him because I have been with guys who want to know all the wild stuff of your past and then every time you have a disagreement, they throw it in your face. I don’t waste my time going any further in a relationship any more once that happens.

Two weeks ago on a Thursday night we were discussing open relationships and people we knew in them. The talk went from that to my own experience and the single relationship he had in college with a girl that he said was his first true love. I was in flannel pjs, warm but hardly sexy and he had on a pair of sweatpants that often doubled for his pjs in cooler weather. We lay on top of the bed talking and half watching a show we had already seen on TV before.

He asked me if I had ever let guys take pictures of me having sex and I sighed and I told him the truth, his eyes growing wide as I told him about pictures, a short sex video I did for a short film that never got finished because of financing and various other times a camera may have been present. He said he wished he could see them. I got up and went to my big jewelry lock box and unlocked it and got out the SD drive and my lap top.

I asked, “Are you sure you want to see these? You can’t ‘unsee’ them.”

He assured me he did. So I put the drive in the USB port and called up my viewer, went to the folder and opened it for him. I showed him where to click to move forward and I lay beside him as he checked out the picture of me giving a blow job in a bathroom to an obviously older man.

“Who was he?” he asked me as I shook my head and refused to tell him.

“I am not telling you names,” I said finally. “It was in college and I wasn’t the only college girl who was giving him blow jobs that semester.” He looked at me and went to the next picture and it was the same guy, but the intentness of my face indicated correctly I was trying to swallow the cum being shot down my throat.

“He shaved himself,” he noticed.

“He had shaved himself. I think older guys who watch porn see it and they do it.” I looked in his eyes. “Just my opinion. I don’t know for sure.”

I noticed he was hard and I reached over and loosened the string on his sweatpants and he moved them and his briefs down as I took his semi-erect cock in my hand and started jacking it off. He kind of groaned in satisfaction and moved down a little to lay more on his back as he checked out my pictures.

His cock was hot and hard in my hand as I rolled the skin over the head and he sighed from the feelings as he looked at a short video clip of me in a play – no nudity. He smiled at me.

“You looked sexy in that play,” he said, closing his eyes and just enjoying the hand job.

“Are you finished looking?” I asked and he opened his eyes and shook his head. He started looking again, asking me questions when he had one.

“Why are these pictures so blue?” he asked me as I seen he was looking at the stills from the short film video I had made.

“In filmmaking they use green screen and blue screen for special effects, but I think he did that for the surrealism. My character is his young wife who had sex with men from the internet and he had hidden cameras to tape it. She was dead and he was watching video of her encounters.”

I explained it in more depth and he was very interested as he perused that set of pictures.

I had not stopped rubbing his cock and the tip was moist with his excitement. He was breathing pretty hard. Soon he told me he was about to cum.

“This is a no-mess hand job,” I said, taking his shaft in my mouth and squeezing it harder as I rubbed him. With a grunt he cum in my mouth as I swallowed every thing he gave me. His right hand was in my hair as he held it and the lap top with his left. When he finished cumming, I started rubbing him again.

Before he finished looking he came a second time and it too was a no-mess hand job and he put my lap top to the side. I took the drive and put it back in my lock box.

He said, “I would like to watch another guy fuck you.”

I laughed. “You are just horny!”

He laughed. “I am but I have came twice and I came once from my birthday blow job this morning. (Yes, I am still doing those every morning until the 1st of the year). “ He shrugged his shoulders. “Would you do that?”

Nodding, I said, “I will, but you have to be sure you really want me to do that.”

“When Marvin comes to visit the weekend before Thanksgiving, I think I would want you to do it with him,” he said.

Well, I am not that fond of Marvin. He is my boy friend’s best friend he grew up with. When my boy friend and I first started dating seriously Marvin and his wife was getting a divorce and he was a horse’s ass to her and maybe she deserved it, but I did not like the way he treated her. My boy friend told me I had seen the bad side of a good man, but I was not comfortable around Marvin.

I knew he trusted Marvin. I knew Marvin lived across the state from us and was someone we did not see that often. I knew he seemed to be very loyal to my boyfriend.

My boyfriend pulled me close to him and I lay in the crook of his arm. “I never had a problem with it in college with that girlfriend. She is the one that broke it off with me.”

I knew that because he had told me before. “If you want me to do it, I will, but you have to set it up.” He smiled and kissed me. Then he rolled to his side and started taking off my pj bottoms and panties. I felt him spread my legs apart as he kissed my tummy and then started sucking on my pussy and clit. I figured he was going to give me a good oral orgasm, but I was wrong. He fucked me for quite a while that evening before he came inside of me. I had came twice during that same amount of time.

I was not sure about the coming weekend with Marvin. It would be a lot to think about.