Witwon

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Gender: Straight Male
Age: 55
Relationship Status : With someone
Profile Visits : 142
Number of Comments : 6
Number of Confessions : 6
About Witwon:

I am straight, but curious about other types of sex

Confessions by Witwon:

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.