I want to make it clear that I've never considered myself a prude. I've done all manner of wild and demeaning acts in the name of love and lust. There are a few taboos I haven't been able to overcome though. While my husband, Jack, and I have a satisfying sex life, I always feel like I need to do something to take it to the next level.
He's always been able to surprise me with new toys, roleplay ideas, weekend getaways, and sometimes downright filthy ideas that I never thought I'd enjoy. I was absolutely terrified the first time he helped me fit my whole fist into my pussy, but several eye rolling orgasms later I was determined to add fisting to our regular repertoire. After all the things we've done and had done to each other, it would seem silly to have areas which are off limits.
My hang ups don't even revolve around things which can't be found on "normal" internet porn sites. There is nothing dark web about the desires I know he has that I've been unable to fulfill. It comes down two things which are not really all that forbidden anymore. I can't bring myself to have cum on my face and I can't go anywhere near his backdoor with anything other than an outstretched arm.
To be clear, my husband is a very clean, fit, attractive man who just turned 40. He's very successful and has provided for the family well. I've chipped in with my own interior design business, but as I often say, he's the reason for the big house and I'm the reason it looks like a movie set. There should be no reason for me to still have hang-ups after 20 years of marriage.
However, every time I get close to letting his juices splash my face or allowing my tongue to trail a little lower than his shaven balls, I freeze up and return to my regular routine. It's like losing a game of chicken with myself over and over again. He always approves of what I do and returns the favor, but I want so badly to blow his mind with the "extras" I haven't been able to give.
The thing is, we both know he is interested in both activities. He's polite enough to only gently encourage, but he makes it clear in his own ways that he wants facials and rimming on the menu. He communicates in the same way we've always communicated our desires, with the computer in his office.
With our son older and out of the house now, we're pretty free to do what we want without having to hide or close out anything on the computer. We like to leave little notes for each other so when the next person wakes up the pc, they have a surprise. For instance, I'll boot it up to see "Bringing home dinner, you just be in something tight and revealing XOXOXO". Even though I work out religiously to keep my shape, it always turns me on to know Jack still appreciates my body after all these years.
In the last few months, Jack has also started leaving videos and pictures up on the pc when he leaves the house. His favorites are compilations of certain acts. These are videos with dozens of acts repeated throughout rather than a single scene. He seems partial to the cumshot and female solo orgasm ones. When I mentioned lesbians turned me on one night, he had one of lesbian rubbing each other to screaming orgasms up the next morning. I masturbated furiously to that one.
This has turned out to be a great way to communicate ideas which are kind of difficult to explain due to the situation or embarrassment. Two months ago, something called Nuru massage was up as a compilation. The video was nearly 45 minutes long with 3-4 minute chunks of beautiful Asian women rubbing their hands and bodies up and down men until cum was blasting in all directions.
With a little research, I found the Nuru part of the massage referred to the lube used in the massage. It's a very thick lube which allowed the massaging women to basically turn their entire bodies into an instrument to jack the man off. I ordered a large bottle of the lube and prepped the bathroom with copious amounts of towels that weekend. I truly won that night as he couldn't stop smiling for days.
Lately though, several types of videos involving my hang ups have started to greet me when I wake up the computer. A few weeks ago the Facial compilation videos started to be part of the menu. I watched as dozens of women eagerly taking cum ropes to face while laughing and moaning their appreciation. It certainly turned me on, but gave me a sense of inadequacy. Over 20 years of hot sex, and I couldn't enjoy a few seconds of his hot load on my face?
Then two weeks ago, the big one hit. It was a compilation video showing a series of women greedily licking their man's ass like the proverbial "bag of groceries". Rimming was something I'd known about for quite some time, but it never seemed like a necessary barrier to cross. Jack had licked my ass during foreplay in the past, but quickly gave up as it was tough for me to enjoy. My nervousness at him being in such an area completely shut off my pleasure. I couldn't imagine reciprocating.
That being said, I was determined to overcome at least one my phobias that night. He worked out as usual so I waited until he was coming out of the shower. I pulled him to the bed and ripped off his towel. I happily slurped his cock up and down while he moaned in pleasure. I licked his smooth balls and spoke dirtily of how good they tasted after being freshly shaven. As I let my tongue trail down to his ass, I froze and found myself moving back up to the head of his cock with a long lick. He certainly enjoyed the sensation as he gasped and tightened his grip on my hair, but I had chickened out. That was near miss number one.
I jumped on top of him and rode him hard in the cowgirl position. As usual, we were in perfect sync as his up thrusts met each of my down in harmony. I came twice before I started to feel his pace slow as he attempted to prolong the encounter.
Seeing my chance, I hopped off of him and dropped to the floor between his legs on the side of bed. I grabbed his thick cock in both hands and stroked while I licked around the head. He groaned as his whole body tightened. I could feel his eyes on my face as I continued pulling his cock. I had him at the perfect angle which would have him spray up into the air and splash down all over my face. I was visualizing the spray hitting him as an athlete visualizes their next play.
At the last moment, though, I chickened out and pulled his cock lower. Jack moaned loudly as his cock sprayed several ropes onto my ample breasts. I continued to stroke as the last bits of cum dribbled onto my thighs. Jack breathed heavily and sounded satisfied. While I was very satisfied with the orgasms I was still feeling, I was disappointed in myself. How would I ever overcome these hang-ups?
It was only two days later an opportunity arrived in my own back yard.
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I came home from errands on Friday afternoon to find my son and his friends had driven up from school. I looked out the glass door to our pool area to see at least 10 college age adults acting like children. Mikey, our son, was amongst a group at the makeshift bar. Several good looking young ladies had pulled up alongside him. He was always a showman and a good story teller so he never had problems finding a girl to date.
I caught his eye and waved to him. Being the dutiful son, he jogged over to the back door to greet me with a quick hug. "It's ok that I have people over, right?" he asked. I told him it was fine with a smirk. Mikey had always been a great kid so I found it entertaining that he still asked me questions as if he was about to be trouble.
"Who all do you have over?" I asked curiously as I didn't recognize most of them from the last time he'd come home with friends. He was going to school only a few hours away and since the weather had improved lately it was pretty easy to get people to come home with him to enjoy our pool and patio.
