Unexpected Turn

Sometimes life deals you a losing hand. How you deal with it determines your level of happiness in the future. I am 40 and my wife, Julia, is 35. We have been married ten years. We have had what I would call an amazing relationship. Our sex life was extraordinary. Many married couples find that their sex life slows down and becomes routine after a few years and is more of a chore than love making. Julia and I never got to this point. Her sex drive is voracious and is more like a man's sex drive than any woman I have ever been with.

My 38th birthday was a day I will never forget. I had just had my physical and was awaiting my blood work, which I knew would be perfect, it always was. I awoke on my birthday to Julia's hand firmly around my morning wood, stroking it gently. As my eyes peeled open, she climbed upon me and slid my rock-hard cock deep inside her soft wet pussy. I groaned softly. She whispered Happy Birthday, then grabbed my wrists, and pulled my arms above my head. Julia said that she was going to give me a present and that I just needed to lay there and enjoy it. I did as I was told.

Julia began to ride my cock slowly. Her eyes were locked on to mine in a death stare. A moment passed before a sly smile crossed her lips. In a split second, she began to ride me harder. Julia grew up with horses and knew how to ride. She called this type of fucking, trotting. I liked trotting. Her small breasts bounced slightly before my eyes. Her long brown hair swayed across her shoulders. She slid her finger between her lips and sucked on it. This intensified my hard-on. The thought of her amazing mouth on my cock was almost too much to bear. Her sly smile not only continued but now her eyes began to telegraph her evil plan.

The trot became a hard ride. Her hands caressed my chest, fingers stopping at my nipples. I squealed and she laughed. We both knew what was about to happen. Julia pinched each of my nipples hard. I don't know why, but my nipples always get very sensitive during sex. She had discovered this years ago and had used it against me often. She pinched them a second time. This time I let out a howl and squirmed beneath her. I begged her to be nice. She said she was going to keep doing it until I filled her pussy with my hot cum.

There is something you should know about Julia. She is a psychologist and knows how to fuck with my brain. Years ago, she used me as her test patient while she was in residency. It was then, she discovered that I learn things differently from most people. Sixty percent of people are visual learners, show them and they get it. Twenty percent are tactile, give them something to touch and they get it. Nineteen percent are auditory, tell them and they get it. Me, I am the odd one. I need all three. Show me first, let me touch it and then let me hear it, then boom, it's in my head forever.

Julia knew that riding me, my eyes would be glued to her. The feeling of her tight, wet pussy would have my total attention. All that was needed now was to give me oral instructions to cement the message deep into my psyche. Her fingers pinched and twisted my nipples as she barked, "Cum for me. Put your cum inside me right now. If you don't, I will just rip these nipples right off you." Hearing this sent my brain into overdrive. I was in a pleasure and pain loop that was intense. My balls tightened and my hips pushed my cock deep inside her wet snatch. My body stiffened, mouth opened wide, and I let out a howl. I could feel my prostate rhythmically tapping out a Morse Code message of impending orgasm. I began to shake, then my balls released their juices down my stiff shaft. Julia pressed her groin hard against mine as if to make sure none of my warm goodness would escape. As I came violently deep inside her. Her fingers attacked her clit, producing an orgasm just seconds after mine.

As she came, her body fell upon mine. Her arms clamped onto my sides. I wrapped my arms around her shivering body, then drove my tongue deep inside her quivering mouth. The two of us basked in the post orgasmic bliss for what seemed like an hour until our love making session was rudely interrupted by my cell phone ringing. Still inside her, I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the phone. The caller ID said, William Samuels, MD.

I answered the phone and said hello to Bill. I asked him why he was calling so early. It was before office hours. Bill said he needed to see me before I went to work. He had seen something he did not like in my bloodwork and needed to review it with me. He sounded very serious. I told him I would hit the shower and be right over. My cock immediately shrunk to the size of an acorn and fell out of Julia. She asked me what was wrong, and I told her what Bill had said. I took a quick shower and headed to the doc's office.

The next hour became a huge blur. When I arrived, Bill got right to the point. My PSA, Prostate Specific Antigen was above 4, in fact it was close to 100. That meant only one thing, prostate cancer. He said he had run some additional tests and he thought it was highly aggressive and that my prostate needed to be removed immediately. He said that people my age did not get prostate cancer and a PSA that high would take me to certain death quickly if he did not act immediately. I sputtered out a few questions before he told me that he had scheduled me for a biopsy that very morning. He told me to call Julia and have her meet us at the hospital.

The next week was a whirlwind of tests, procedures, and extreme emotions. The week culminated with surgery to remove my prostate. I won't go into the dirty details, but we caught the cancer just in time. It was aggressive and had I waited much longer, I would probably have died from it spreading throughout my body.

Weeks of recovery followed. Bill had me come in for quite a few follow-ups. Each time he would ask me if I was noticing anything different. The first few appointments, I just complained of being sore. At about week four, I mentioned that I had noticed I was not getting morning wood anymore. Bill frowned and said he was afraid of that. He explained that many times, once a man's prostate was removed, the patient would become impotent for a period of time. He said that he had been careful during the surgery and hoped that I would still have function, but it appeared that I did not. I asked him how long that would last. Bill looked at the floor, then back at me, then back to the floor before he answered. He then said that I had probably had the last erection I would have for at least a year or two. My impotence would not be permanent, but function would come back slowly. His words echoed through my head. I felt the room spin. Words came out of my mouth, but nothing made sense. I asked if there were options. He said there were some things that could be done but I would need to wait till I was fully healed, and he was sure I was cancer free. Fuck!

I went home and sat down with Julia to give her the news. She was her usual loving self. We both cried a bit, and she told me that we would get through this together. She said that my cock was worth waiting for and that we would try other things in the bedroom for a while. Besides, my tongue still worked and that was the thing that she loved most about our love making sessions. I had mean oral skills and she used my tongue like her personal vibrator on a regular basis.

A few weeks passed and we were both horny. Julia whispered that her pussy needed some attention. My heart fluttered and I got butterflies in my stomach. Usually, my cock would have jumped to attention, but it just twitched a bit and remained soft. Julia got undressed and lay on the bed. I crawled between her legs and kissed her thighs. She moaned softly. I slowly made my way towards her perky clit; I kissed it gently. She squirmed. I kissed it again, softly, gently. Again, she squirmed and tried to press it harder against my lips. I rubbed my tongue lightly across her labia with just enough force to let her know I was there.

Suddenly, she grabbed my head with both hands and drove my mouth hard against her wetness. Instantly, my tongue was deep inside her incredible pussy. The ridge of my nose pressed firmly against her clit. Julia moved her hips as if she was grinding on my cock. Julia then said in a deep and very sexy voice, "make me cum, I want to cum all over your face." Her hips began to move. Her hands had a death grip on my head. My mouth went into overdrive, tongue darting in and out of her wet hole. My nose attacked her clit. Soon, she was acting as if I did not exist. My face had become her sex toy. She wrapped her long legs around my neck and locked her ankles.

Then, out of the blue, she flipped herself over, taking my whole body with her. Without notice, I went from being prone between her legs, to being beneath her, flat on my back, mouth full of pussy. Julia was like a woman possessed. Julia began to talk dirty. She told me to make her cum. She said I was now her personal sex toy. This was now going to be a regular task for me until my penis was able to perform again. She ground her womanhood hard against my face. I gasped for air. She did not notice. She was on a mission, focused like a laser beam. Her vagina produced copious amounts of wetness, that now covered my face.

I feared she was going to smother me to death. I placed my index finger against her tight butt hole and rubbed it in a circle. That was what it took to send Julia over the edge. Her thighs clamped tightly around my head. She pressed her body down hard against my face, pushing my head deeply into the bed. Julia's hands pulled at my hair. I felt her body begin to shake, seconds before she arched her back, then flung her body forward into an upright fetal position. It was then, her pussy began to gush. Julia occasionally squirted. It was usually during hot and heavy sex. It had been months since she had. Today, her pussy squirted as if she had hit the mother lode. My mouth filled with her delicious juices. Her cum covered my face, then dripped onto the sheets. As she came, I continued my oral treatment until her clit became overly sensitive. She lifted herself up from my face. I lifted my head and kissed her clit again. She squealed and begged me to stop. I kissed it again once more in a playful tease.

Julia looked down at me, my faced covered in her sexy juices. Tears filled her eyes and she said she loved me. She lifted herself up and slid down my body, then wiped away her gift from my face and kissed me. We kissed passionately and explored each other's bodies for the next hour. A couple times out of shear habit, Julia reached between my legs, thinking she was going to have a long, thick cock to play with. Each time she found my deflated penis, hanging sadly between my legs. She never said a word, but I could tell she wanted what I could no longer give her.

As we finished our love making session, Julia said that for the foreseeable future, I had a new household chore. I asked what that would be. She said that it was now my job to make sure her pussy was fully satisfied each day. She said that I should not wait to be asked, I should just do it, she then gave me one of her sexy smiles. I think the next year or so was going to work out ok.