Witwon

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About Witwon:

I am straight, but curious about other types of sex

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Night, Night

Many years ago, soon after we were married, my younger brother came to visit. We had several drinks and it just seemed right to offer to put him up for the night. We only had a one-bedroom flat so we made up a bed on the sofa.
My wife and I were still in the 'we have to try everything' first flush of marriage so, as we were getting undressed for bed, I suggested that she pop her head around the door to wish him goodnight. We were both naked by now and, with a cheeky giggle, she agreed and reached for her nightgown. 'No,' I said, 'I dare you to go like you are now.' She looked at me for a few moments and then said, 'are you SURE?' My heart was thumping but I said yes. 'Alright then,' she said and went out of the room. I was fully aroused and started stroking myself as I strained to hear what was happening. I heard the living room door open and low voices, although I couldn't make out what was being said.
I thought she was just going to open the door and flash him, but she was taking longer than I thought.
After a few minutes, she came back into our bedroom, cheeks flushed and her nipples standing out hard. 'What happened?' I asked. 'Well, I did as you dared me and opened the door and said goodnight. With the light from the passage he could see I had nothing on and he said, "don't I get a goodnight kiss then?" I thought, I'd come this far so I went in gave him a peck on the cheek. Before I could straighten up, he had hold of my boob, then he put his other hand between my legs! I whispered that he should stop and I managed to pull away. Then I just said goodnight and ran out.'
Hearing that made me so horny and we had very exuberant sex!
My brother never said anything about it, ever, and I suppose he just put it down to the drink, and we never went any further ourselves. That once was enough.

At The Table

We emigrated toSouth Africa and, after a year or so, my wife's younger sister wanted to come out too and asked if she could stay with us until she got fixed up with a job and apartment.
We agreed and Janie said that, because she worked in catering, she would cook for us to pay her way.
I worked in sales, so 'liquid lunches' were frequent. I came home slightly drunk one night and was sitting at the table while Janie brought the dinner in. As Janie leaned over to put the food down, standing right next to me, something came over me and I reached my hand up, keeping my shoulder still, and ran my hand up her leg, under her skirt and cupped her bottom. Amazingly, she didn't jump or say anything, just stood and made some comments about the food to my wife who was sitting at the other end of the table. After a short while, she turned away to get something else.
I'd love to say that we had mad, rampant sex when my wife was out, but real life isn't always like that and we didn't. We never mentioned it and that's all there was to it until she left, but it was an exciting moment. I have no idea why she let me do that and then acted as if nothing had happened, but it was probably better for my marriage that she didn't!

Anybody Else...

Had an erection on a bus?
I was travelling to work and reading a book - God's Little Acre - when I came to a chapter where the heroine had her clothes torn off her. It was so descriptive I got a full hardon. It was summer and I wasn't wearing a jacket so I had to walk the whole length of the bus trying to cover my bulge with a small paperback book. I got some funny looks as I waited to get off.

Gullible

When I was 7 or 8, we lived in a semi-detached council house and the girl next door was a year older than me. I had early bedtimes and Icould hear Dora (not real name) and her friends laughing and talking in the back garden. My bedroom was upstairs at the backand I climbed out of bed to watch them. Dora noticed me and started motioning for me to kneel up on my widowsill. I was only wearing a vest and underpants so I knew it was 'naughty', but I eventually did it. Then they started motioning for me to pull my pants down. I kept shaking my head, but they persisted and whispered - quite loudly, to be fair - that they would lift their skirts up if I did it. I was excited at that thought and so I pulled my pants down, kneeling in the window, my little penis was sticking straight out and the girls were all giggling and pointing. Just then, Dora's mother opened the back door and asked what they were doing. Naturally they split up and said, 'nothing' and her mother said it was time for her friends to go home as it was Dora's bedtime. I never did get to see up their skirts, but it made me realise I had something that girls were interested in

Not What It Seemed

I was getting ready one morning and was putting some lotion on my face after shaving. Before I could apply it, the doorbell rang so I went to answer it with the lotion in my cupped hand. It was the postman and I couldn't understand his shocked look until I closed the door and looked at the thick, milky fluid in my palm!
I was a lot more careful answering the door after that.

I'm Hooked

I just love masturbating. Well, edging actually. I play with myself, over my jeans every chance I get. My wife doesn't 'get it', so I have to be careful that she doesn't catch me at it. I look at porn and filter for blondes as I really do love my wife and only wish she was still up for the, slightly, wilder sex we enjoyed when we were younger.

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I'm now 30. When I was 3 my parents were divorced and mom got married a year later to another man. He didn't pay much attention to me at first like about till 7 years. About then, when I was 10 he started exposing himself to me, very subtle at first. Like I would come home from school and he would be there, mom was at her job as a nurse. I always went to the bathroom when I first got home and sometimes I would walk into the bathroom and see him standing there with his penis hanging out like he was gonna pee. He would always say he was sorry, like it was an accident. I know now that he was doing it on purpose and he wanted me to see it which I did, a lot. He was a salesman and worked his own hours so I think he timed it to where he was at home when he knew I was gonna be there.
Things went on like that for a while until one day when mom was out of town for some kind of nurse convention he walked out of the shower with just a towel wrapped around him. It was open in the front and he came into my room to ask me something, he said. He was standing there talking to me and I couldn't help but notice his dick hanging out through the opening in the towel. He noticed my eyes wandering down there and again said he was sorry but this time he held it out and shook it a little and said it was nothing for me to be embarrased about, just a part of a mans body, etc. He pulled the towel closed and walked out of the room. I was very confused. On the one hand I was very curious about it and on the other I knew I shouldn't be looking at his dick like that.
Dad and I (I was calling him that by now) used to like to stay up late and watch tv after mom was asleep. He would always be in his underwear. One night I noticed how he had his hand down the front of his underwear feeling himself. I paid no attention until I looked over and saw his underwear sticking up what looked like about a foot. I asked him what was wrong with it. He pulled the front of his underwear down and showed it to me and said that it just got that way sometimes. I was amazed, it was so BIG. At that point I was wondering why he would be showing me that so I asked him why. He said that he thought that I was old enough to know what that part of a man's body looked like. To be truthful I was facsinated by it and couldn't look away. He was rubbing it the whole time we talked. The head of it looked like it was swelling up. It had these big veins in it. I noticed every detail. I kept glancing at it while we talked until suddenly he started breathing hard and said "sorry". I looked at his dick and this stuff was squirting out of it. It went on the coffee table, the floor, everywhere. Of course now I know all about that but at the age of 10 I was clueless. Scared me to death I thought he had hurt himself and stood up and asked him if he was ok. He said yeah and that he didn't mean for that to happen. Of course, I was full of questions then and he explained everything to me. He even did it again for me about an hour later but this time he was a lot more obvious about it. He went and got some lotion and squirted it on his dick and stood there pumping on it while I watched. When he came, there wasn't as much as the first time naturally but his sperm still shot out about a few inches. The first time it was about 2 feet.
After that he would almost always be home when I got there from school. We would sit there on the couch and watch tv and talk. I guess he would catch me staring at his crotch which I guess I did because he would rub himself and ask me if I wanted to see it again and I would just giggle. He unzipped his pants and got it out and would shake it till it got hard. At first he just dry jacked himself but after a while he would tell me to go to the bathroom and get his lotion for him. After a while I would squirt some on his dick and watch him coat it all over before he jacked off for me. I liked to watch him stand in front of me while he did it. It became a little game for us. We would both guess if "a lot" was gonna come out. Sometimes he would cum in buckets, sometimes just a couple squirts. I guess over time it all had to do with how much he and mom were fucking combined with how much he would jack off for me. All I know is that over time I got to where I enjoyed watching it more each time he did it. I would run from the school bus at the end of the block to our house because I knew he was gonna be there to put on a show for me. Eventually he got to where he would be there with his dick already out of his pants and rubbing it when I walked in.
Looking back on all this I know that what he was doing was very wrong but the thing is, I loved it and I was never "damaged" because of it. I grew up, dated a number of guys, and am now married with a girl of my own, who's 4. With almost every guy I've had sex with, I've asked him to jack off for me. Some were willing, some weren't. My husband loves to do it in front of me and we often have mutual masturbation sessions. Of course it's obvious where my love of watching a man masturbate came from. If anyone is wondering if my stepdad ever touched me or tried to take advantage of my body, the answer is no. He was actually very loving and we did do other, more "normal" father/daughter things together. My mom never found out about our special time together and as for my stepdad, we talk on the phone occasionally. They were divorced when I was 12 and mom never re-married. He moved out of town with his job. Part of me feels guilty about enjoying what we did, like I was the one doing something wrong, but the fact is I loved it. I'm not ashamed to say it now, I did.

My Wife And My Brother

My younger brother was friends with my wife when they were teenagers and he always wanted more as he really liked her but it never happened & he often told me about her. Years later I knew she was interested in me , so I asked my brother if it was ok if I dated her and he said ok but he was still a bit gutted. We are happily married & one night I told her about me asking his permission before dating her & she loved that. We loved talking dirty to each other & especially about her being fucked by other men, she liked telling me & I liked to hear her saying things ,we often discussed her ex’s & who she’s fucked & all the details then one night my brother was at ours & we were all drinking & smoking a few joints,my wife had her comfy shorts on & a baggy shirt,she was sat on the floor cross legged & I noticed my brother glancing at her legs whenever she wasn’t looking so I moved to see what he could see & saw that her shorts were so loose he could see a little of my wife’s pussy lips, it turned me on so much, he went to the toilet so I told her & was surprised when she said she already knew & had pulled them aside more so he could see ,I slid my fingers in her shorts & felt her soaking wet pussy, will you do more I asked & she said she’d love to if I was ok with it.
I told her I’d love to see her fucking him but would that be too much? My brother returned & sat back in the same place asking what we were whispering about & to my surprise my wife said she was telling me she really liked him looking at her pussy & spread her legs & pulled her shorts aside showing him her open pussy , he wants to see you fucking me, do you want to fuck me? That was the first time my brother fucked my wife , we both fucked her together, she sucked us both with both our cocks in her mouth together when I shot in her mouth & she covered his cock with my cum & licked it clean before he fucked her & filled her with his cum , it was amazing & he has fucked her many times since on his own and together and we now share her with no restrictions or jealousy, she loves us both like she has two husbands and it’s great