I met my beautiful wife Jess a little over 2 years ago, and we've been married for 14 months. Jess was a 21-year-old virgin when we began dating. We first slept together four months later, going away for a weekend in Snowdonia and finally sharing a bed. Still, it was only on the 3rd such weekend away to the Lake District a couple of months later whilst making love to Jess that I was able to give her her first orgasm, one not by her hand, as she later told me when we lay in each other's arms.
First, I need to describe Jess to you: she's a 23-year-old, 5'5" Redhead with a 34c-26-36 firm body that is kept trimmed doing aerobics and kickboxing twice weekly. She swims 30/40 lengths at least once a week! She works at a local senior school, and I imagine she is the fantasy of most of the male students in her class. She dresses down for work wearing longer skirts, baggie tops, etc., and even wears glasses rather than contacts. All this is in sharp contrast to her going out attire as she is, I believe, a bit of an exhibitionist, preferring others to notice her trim figure by wearing shorter skirts, tighter tops, and crop tops with short shorts in the summer!
I'm 27 years old, 5'7, and work in the tourism industry. I'm of medium build, weighing in at just 9 stone, and for the last 6 years have had to wear tinted glasses at all times. Jess says that I'm good-looking and that before wearing glasses, I'd been compared to a younger Omar Sharif! But then I'm sure he doesn't have my little problem!
You see I have a little dick. It's only 5" on a good day, and I also suffer from the embarrassment of shooting my load in under 4 minutes, usually only 3 minutes. I'm too small and too quick to make Jess cum by fucking her, but I always get her off once or twice by going down on her using my fingers and tongue, also just recently been a toy!
The only time we came close to achieving a perfect love-making session was when, as a joke, I bought Jess one of those 7"soft-skinned cock like vibrators that we called Toy George. I'd got to go abroad for a couple of weeks for work and jokingly gave her George and said, "This is to keep you company in bed whilst I am away!" We used it that night only briefly, as Jess reckoned she "much preferred the real thing".
As things go sometimes a trip gets extended, and I'm away for up to 22 days altogether with 3 or 4 days off at home after my return. The 1st night back we went out for a meal and a couple of drinks. During dinner, Jess informed me that she missed me & was eager to get home and bed. I teased her, asking "Didn't you use Toy George while I was gone?"
"Yes, once, the night you phoned saying you would be away for another week."
That night in bed we kissed and cuddled and to my surprise, I discovered that Jess had shaved between her legs. She had always kept it trimmed before but I'd mentioned a couple of times about stray hairs trying to choke me! She told me she'd done it last week as a surprise homecoming gift, and then she'd done it again this morning when I'd called to say I'd docked! To show my gratitude, I went down on her and took George with me, and while licking her lovely bald cunt, I used 2 or 3 inches of the vibrator until she said "Get up here and fuck me, please just fuck me!"
O-Shit, Balls and bollocks, I came in-like-under two minutes and immediately went back down and used my tongue and George again. Jess started to buck, lifting her hips and fucking George back until finally taking control of George and forcing it deeper into her, she orgasmed and boy did she orgasm hard!
As she lay there catching her breath my head resting on her mound, I could feel the little ripples of aftershocks. Slowly returning to normal Jess let George slip out of her, removing it from the bed, I heard it fall to the floor so I thought we'd finished and began to move back up next to her when Jess stopped me holding my head down there, and then I heard her whisper "Again, please Pete, again!" My fingers and tongue went back to it one more time. Laying together afterwards, she said, "I missed you so much. I love you." and fell asleep.
Something I failed to mention in my description of Jess was her love of dancing. She always has music playing in the house and the car, and sometimes when I get home from work I'll find her either marking schoolwork with music playing loud, or doing aerobics, dancing in the kitchen while cooking dinner.
I had only discovered in late August how much Jess loves her music, how good a dancer she is, and how she can move to all sorts of sounds. It was on the last night of a short break in Turkey that we took just before school returned in September. During that week we spent time sunning topless on the beach, swimming, snorkeling, shopping, sightseeing, and all the usual tourist things. Our evenings were spent dining out and going for walks around the port, stopping for a drink in a bar or two.
Midweek one place had a lively dance floor and Jess danced for 30 minutes or so before we returned to the hotel. A similar thing happened the next night, but in a different bar, again a fairly lively place, and Jess danced for about an hour with a couple of English girls, who were on holiday until they both hooked up with a couple of lads. We left to stroll back.
"I said "You're a bloody good dancer you know? you look so damn sexy out there. You should have stayed longer."
Jess replied, "Not on my own!"
I told her "You wouldn't have been alone for long before someone dared to ask, no time at all, several guys were eyeing you up!"
"I did notice," Jess said, "but I don't need another partner; I'm married to you, remember?"
"Yep, but you know I've got two left feet and no sense of rhythm, and you should dance with whomever you want, male or female. I'll watch and enjoy it as much as you!"
"And you won't mind other men dancing with me?"
"Not if you're enjoying yourself and I can watch, it's fine!"
"In that case, it's our last night here tomorrow, so we should come back here tomorrow night?"
So, on our last night in Turkey, we went clubbing. Jess danced for 3 hours with girls, boys, and men, returning to me now and then to check I was still ok with watching her and to have a long, cool drink before she was off again. And she was dancing like there's no tomorrow. It was the first time I'd ever seen Jess let go--and enjoy getting lost in the rhythm of the music. And boy was she horny back in our room at 3 am? We made love and she got off twice on my tongue!
Our next chance to go clubbing was the half term at the end of October when we drove over to Manchester on a Friday night. We had two nights booked at a hotel. Saturday was shopping until early afternoon and then back to the hotel for a fashion show, with Jess trying on all the things she'd bought in various shops including that night's outfit. I said, "Wow, so sexy!"
Having gotten a little horny we both stripped and got into bed for a 69 session, where Jess could control me from finishing too quickly, and not until I made her cum, then she would finish me off and swallow. We rolled over so Jess was on her back for me to continue to tongue her to a second orgasm before sleeping for a few hours.
It's 6.30 pm- quickly dressing for dinner locally, then back to the room for a couple of drinks and a change of outfits. Jess showered first, getting ready didn't take her long. She chose a white half-cup bra and thong set, a white shirt that tied at the front just under her bra, and a blue pleated miniskirt that rested on her hips. It looks a bit like a tennis skirt! White low-heeled shoes that lace up around her ankles and shins. Minimum makeup is needed. Jess looks a bit like Jennifer Lawrence with red hair aged about 23.
Down to reception to wait for a taxi, and then after a wee bit of a queue, we got in and were having drinks at the bar. We then found a place where we could rest our drinks, and more importantly, I could see the dance floor. Jess pointed out to me several who could move well, a couple here, a girl there, and then a guy!
"Now he can move!" she said. I did wonder if Jess was just testing my reaction, but I agreed with her!
After a while Jess went off to the ladies then my turn going to the gents, getting long drinks for us both from the bar I returned to Jess. She quickly pointed out yet another guy to me saying, "Now he Can dance, watch him, he's got the beat and knows how to move with it." Surprisingly, He was a big 6'+ black fella with his shirt open halfway, tight trousers, and was good-looking. I thought just for a moment he was dancing alone but then soon realized he was dancing with two girls.
"You should go ask him to dance."
She said "No, I can't do that. You'd let me? You wouldn't mind me dancing with other men, strangers?"
"I told you, just because I can't dance doesn't mean you can't. Just go and enjoy yourself!"
"But what will people think? I'm married to you and dancing with other men... a black man! Wouldn't it bother you if I were to go dance with a black man?"
"No, it wouldn't, and you're wasting dance time!"
There was a quick drink, a peck on the lips, and a silent 'I love you' and she was off! She danced alongside a girl and talked to her for a while, then danced alone, but soon she was dancing with some guy who thought he could dance Jess outperformed him easily, but then suddenly broke away for some reason. Jess often seemed to be in some sort of trance, totally lost in the music! She was last time in Turkey, again here also. About 30 minutes later she's checking in with me for a quick drink and away! This went on for the next hour. When she came back she watched our table while I nipped to the loo and bar, and then she nipped off to the ladies in turn.
She sat with me for a while cooling down, having a drink!
I asked, "Who was the guy that upset you?"
"He was drunk and tried to cop a feel. I told him to piss off."
"I also saw you ask your 'Big Black Man' to dance."
"No, I didn't ask him. He took the drunk's place for that one dance!"
Another 20 minutes to cool off and Jess was off to dance again, 10 minutes later I was distracted by a young lady passing by who had drunk too much. Her top was open with no bra on! When I looked back, I'd lost sight of Jess altogether, but then spotted her dancing with the big fella again. He was behind her, holding her hips and pulling her towards him. Jess meanwhile looked as if she was 'Twerking' back against his groin. Then I saw his one hand come around to her bare belly and it seemed to me his thumb may have been touching the underside of her bra. The music changed and they were soon facing each other again. 20 minutes later she came back for a quick drink and checked if I was still ok with her dancing with him.
