Gloria is a very beautiful woman and I am very much in love with her. We were married three years ago and she was a virgin on our wedding night. I was so much looking forward to making her a complete woman but Gloria is frigid. There is no other word for it. When we had sex for the first time I âhurtâ her. She didnât enjoy it or get any satisfaction, she just lay there rigid and cold and un-responding. I tried and I tried, we indulged in lots of foreplay, kissing and touching and everything seemed to be going well, but once between her long silky legs, and it is always in the missionary position, she just freezes. Any lubrication seems to dry up and penetrating her becomes a painful experience. We talked about it of course I would suggest I kissed her pussy.
âJay you canât its dirtyâ She said.
âBut you just took a shower, I think you will be cleanâ
âNo I donât mean that, I mean it is just dirty and not pleasant for you to think of kissing my private partsâ
âBut honey I would love to kiss you there, and it would help to make you arousedâ I pleaded.
âNo, you can kiss my legs and stuff, but not my private partsâ So I kissed and nibbled her legs and thighs but she would stop me when I came near to her pussy. Of course all of this was undertaken in the dark, under covers, so there was little or no visual stimulation. When I suggested she could handle my cock and even kiss or suck it, well I thought she would die right there.
âOh Jay how could you suggest such a thing, itâs simply disgusting, I could never put your thingy in my mouth, and anyway look at the size of you when you are erectâ Now I am quite large, at least 9 inches and pretty thick so perhaps she did have a point, though previous girlfriends and lovers had at least tried.
The frustrations and fumbling in the dark went on for about six months. Eventually we both agreed to go to counseling together â I was really hoping it would help. She refused their suggestion of a physical check up saying she was perfectly normal, and it was my fault for being rude and kinky it was putting her off. She is a picture of perfect womanhood. She is 5 feet 6 inches tall, has long legs and a narrow waist, her blond hair tumbles down her back and over her wonderfully full and firm breasts. She is very attractive and many men look and stare at her when she walks or drives past. Big blue eyes and full lips, her mouth is small but she has good bones and high cheeks â when she dresses and makes up she looks a million dollars.
The counseling didnât work, we tried everything they suggested that Gloria could bring herself to undertake, but once again it became no more than just lie on top and thrust away, as always she became rigid with fear. If I handled her breasts it was always.
âOw, Jay that is too hard, no donât touch my nipples so much, ohhh, ouch, no donât bite them, just kiss them if you like â Jay I am sure youâre not right, donât squeeze so muchâ
It was stuff like that all the time, although her nipples became hard and grew like pencil rubbers I could never really enjoy touching or tasting them.
Inevitably I became very frustrated, more than that I started to become almost uninterested in sex, of course if she saw me looking at another woman she got so mad. One Friday night we had been out for a company dinner and dance, I was talking to a long legged brunette while Gloria was powdering her nose, when she came back and found me touching this girls arm she went crazy, stalked out of the event and took a taxi home, then she packed and went to her mothers, Chloeâs house a few miles away. I simply went home and went to bed, thinking she would be back in the morning. I was in bed, when the bell went. Thinking it was Gloria I went down to the front door and wearily pulled it open. Chloe, not Gloria stood in front of me, I was wearing just my shorts, it was hot night, there was a slight sheen on my skin. Chloe smiled and stepped forward into the hallway.
âHello Jay, Iâm sorry I woke youâ She said walking through into the lounge.
âOh, itâs ok, I was restless, I thought you were Gloriaâ I replied. Chloe is 42 years old and in great shape, for a mother of three girls and two boys, she works out a lot, doesnât have to work as her old man died a few years ago and left a fortune to her and several ongoing businesses, one of which I actually work at.
âNo, obviously, she is at my place, she is very distressed Jay, we have had a long talk, most of the night, she fell asleepâ Chloe stood in front of me wearing a short black dress which reached mid thigh, pantyhose, and black shoes, the dress was cut low at the front, her bosom filled the dress perfectly.
âIs she ok? â I inquired, indicating to Chloe that she should sit on the couch opposite me.
âWell Jay she is fine physically, but she is very upset by what you didâ
âWhat I did!â I exclaimed âI was simply speaking to a lady, thatâs allâ I was becoming a little angry.
âJay, calm down, I know, but you were touching her, or had your hand on her, Gloria over reacts, you know she does, anyway we got to speaking and she told me a lot of things, personal things you know?â She was looking directly at me, into my eyes, not hard, but softly, gently.
âOh! Well I donât know what she told you Chloe, or how much, but I didnât do anythingâ
âItâs ok, she blames herself, she told me about the counseling and the doctors, about how you have tried to be happy with her and she knows there is something wrong with her when you makeâŚ..â her voice trailed off and she dropped her eyes, she tried again.
âWhen you two are alone, you are in bed together, when you make love to her, sheâŚâŚ.â Chloe was looking at me again, sort of pleading for my help, her face was flushed, she sat on the very edge of the couch opposite me.
âWhen we try to make love, you mean. Well she is right Chloe we are not very happy with the way things are, do you want me to tell you my side of how things appear to beâ
âOk Jay, tell me â though donât be crudeâ Chloe sat back into the couch as I leaned forward and started to tell my side of the problems. As I spoke and detailed how things were, what we did, the things we tried and the help we had sought I noticed Chloe said very little but was flushed and I noticed her breathing was becoming heavier and faster, in fact so was mine because now as she relaxed into her seat she let her long legs part and I could see a glimpse of bare flesh at the top of her thighs, she may have caught me looking and crossed her legs, but that simply made her dress ride up the outside of her thigh revealing her stocking tops and her creamy pale skin. I was still talking.
âSo we tried lots of thingsâ
âLike what Jay?â
âMore foreplay, longer kissing and touchingâ