Well, it's been awhile since I've updated, so here goes. I've started a new thread since the old ones have too much old info in them and it just seems like a good point for a fresh start.
So, my wife's sister's wedding was last weekend in Pittsburgh. Beautiful city (but I hate their football team). I actually went there Thursday evening and got my room at the Omni William Penn (great hotel btw). Kristy came to the hotel and we went out for dinner and drinks. It was wonderful. I'd forgotten just how much fun we could have together. Despite the fact that I'd made my mind up, before getting there, that I would not sleep with my wife, my resolve crumbled at about 2:00 a.m. and, bang, we had a wonderful couple of hours of passionate sex. I must say, probably because I thought we'd never be together again, I just didn't want to let go of her (or she of me). We fell asleep in the infamous spoon position.
Friday was the rehearsal dinner and then, again, drinks (with her sister, soon to be brother in law, and a lot of other people). A great night followed, once again, by a wonderful, intimate night at my hotel. Sex was fantastic.
She didn't push me to get back together and didn't ask about Sheila (which I'll get to later). Saturday was the wedding and reception. It turned out to be a wonderful day (even though it rained early). Of course, though, a problem, somewhat arose at the wedding reception. One of the groom's cousins is a 21 year old guy named Cody. Cody is a fucking gorgeous skinny blond (with slightly long hair) guy. He is the only type of guy that I have ever, really, found attractive. He has a slightly androgynous look. I remembered the last time that I saw him, he was 18 and in a baseball uniform. I also remembered that day that I wanted to rip his shoes off, smell his feet and suck his cock. I didn't but I wanted to.
Anyways, Cody pretty much hung out with me at the reception. He hadn't brought a date, so, since my wife was in the wedding party, he and I seemed to be the only guys alone, at times. I also think that Cody wanted to fuck Kristy and knew that I was somewhat attracted to him, because the drunker he got, the more playful he became with his manner of speech and, I guess, flirting. Of course, as the night progressed, he seemed to fawn all over my wife (who looked positively stunning in her maid of honor dress). As I got more inebriated, I kept thinking (more and more) how I'd love to watch this young stud fuck the daylights out of Kristy. This made me angry because, I thought, what the fuck, I left her, basically, because I felt emotionally detached from her due to her extramarital affairs and, yet, there I was, wanting BADLY for her to engage in one.
I think Kristy picked up on my feelings because she, more or less, flirted back with Cody. Which is funny, because, when we're around her family, she's actually very straight laced (I guess she figured, what the hell, it's a wedding and everyone's having fun and *****). Of course, I saw how closely Cody watched when Kristy and I would kiss or she'd rub my back or grab my hand or whatever. And, I know his cock was aroused because, at one point, we headed to the bathroom together and (yes I admit it) since we were side by side at the urinals, I looked down and saw his cock standing erect (and, yes, I wanted to drop to my knees right there and take his cock in my mouth).
We all drank a lot and, of course, after the reception, Kristy (and I) along with the other members of the wedding party helped with the gifts and everything. Cody hung around and, lo and behold, the night ended with Kristy, Cody and I in my hotel room. We drank and talked and I could see how much Cody wanted my wife. Finally, at one point, when Kristy went to the bathroom, Cody told me, "Dude, your wife is so fucking hot." I sort of muttered "thanks," and before I knew it I said, "you want to have a threesome." He laughed, but, then could see that I was serious. At that moment, Kristy came out and said, "You know, I can hear what you assholes are saying," and with that, she sat next to me on the bed and started to make out with me. Cody just stared as Kristy and I kissed more and more passionately and as Kristy I undressed, I saw Cody rubbing his cock through his pants (watching us from the chair). I motioned him to come over and he seemed hesitant, but finally he came to the bed.
He unzipped his pants and lay next to us. At that point, I started to slowly fuck my wife. She moaned softly as I entered her, gently. We fucked for a few minutes and then I looked at Cody. It was his turn. He mounted my wife and began fucking her like a wild man. At this rate, I knew he'd last all of 2 minutes, so I grabbed his ass with my hand and slowed him down. "Slower, easier," I whispered, guiding his ass up and down. When I saw he hit her "spot" I firmly held his ass (and, therefore, his cock) into place and told him to try to fuck her there. It was no use, he started to go fast again, so I pulled him back off her and said, "my turn, again." With that, I now made passionate love to my wife, and, finally, she shuddered and came. I rolled off her and could see Cody jacking himself off. He seemed to know that now it was my turn to satisfy him, because, he looked at me, laid back next to Kristy and spread his legs apart so that I could suck his cock. I immediately started to suck him and his cock nearly gagged me a few times as he thrust it deep into my throat. He kept his hands on the back of my head and wanted me to go faster. I must confess I was a bit out of practice and really was having a hard time keeping him in my mouth. Finally, I could feel his veins tensing and he exploded in my mouth. Now, everyone had cum but me.
Now, Kristy had begun sucking me towards the end of my blowjob of Cody. I laid back and Cody twirled my hair while Kristy finished me off. It really was wonderful.
After, I knew it would be awkward for everyone in the morning, so we talked a bit and all fell asleep in the king bed.
More later, I need a break.
So, my wife's sister's wedding was last weekend in Pittsburgh. Beautiful city (but I hate their football team). I actually went there Thursday evening and got my room at the Omni William Penn (great hotel btw). Kristy came to the hotel and we went out for dinner and drinks. It was wonderful. I'd forgotten just how much fun we could have together. Despite the fact that I'd made my mind up, before getting there, that I would not sleep with my wife, my resolve crumbled at about 2:00 a.m. and, bang, we had a wonderful couple of hours of passionate sex. I must say, probably because I thought we'd never be together again, I just didn't want to let go of her (or she of me). We fell asleep in the infamous spoon position.
Friday was the rehearsal dinner and then, again, drinks (with her sister, soon to be brother in law, and a lot of other people). A great night followed, once again, by a wonderful, intimate night at my hotel. Sex was fantastic.
She didn't push me to get back together and didn't ask about Sheila (which I'll get to later). Saturday was the wedding and reception. It turned out to be a wonderful day (even though it rained early). Of course, though, a problem, somewhat arose at the wedding reception. One of the groom's cousins is a 21 year old guy named Cody. Cody is a fucking gorgeous skinny blond (with slightly long hair) guy. He is the only type of guy that I have ever, really, found attractive. He has a slightly androgynous look. I remembered the last time that I saw him, he was 18 and in a baseball uniform. I also remembered that day that I wanted to rip his shoes off, smell his feet and suck his cock. I didn't but I wanted to.
Anyways, Cody pretty much hung out with me at the reception. He hadn't brought a date, so, since my wife was in the wedding party, he and I seemed to be the only guys alone, at times. I also think that Cody wanted to fuck Kristy and knew that I was somewhat attracted to him, because the drunker he got, the more playful he became with his manner of speech and, I guess, flirting. Of course, as the night progressed, he seemed to fawn all over my wife (who looked positively stunning in her maid of honor dress). As I got more inebriated, I kept thinking (more and more) how I'd love to watch this young stud fuck the daylights out of Kristy. This made me angry because, I thought, what the fuck, I left her, basically, because I felt emotionally detached from her due to her extramarital affairs and, yet, there I was, wanting BADLY for her to engage in one.
I think Kristy picked up on my feelings because she, more or less, flirted back with Cody. Which is funny, because, when we're around her family, she's actually very straight laced (I guess she figured, what the hell, it's a wedding and everyone's having fun and *****). Of course, I saw how closely Cody watched when Kristy and I would kiss or she'd rub my back or grab my hand or whatever. And, I know his cock was aroused because, at one point, we headed to the bathroom together and (yes I admit it) since we were side by side at the urinals, I looked down and saw his cock standing erect (and, yes, I wanted to drop to my knees right there and take his cock in my mouth).
We all drank a lot and, of course, after the reception, Kristy (and I) along with the other members of the wedding party helped with the gifts and everything. Cody hung around and, lo and behold, the night ended with Kristy, Cody and I in my hotel room. We drank and talked and I could see how much Cody wanted my wife. Finally, at one point, when Kristy went to the bathroom, Cody told me, "Dude, your wife is so fucking hot." I sort of muttered "thanks," and before I knew it I said, "you want to have a threesome." He laughed, but, then could see that I was serious. At that moment, Kristy came out and said, "You know, I can hear what you assholes are saying," and with that, she sat next to me on the bed and started to make out with me. Cody just stared as Kristy and I kissed more and more passionately and as Kristy I undressed, I saw Cody rubbing his cock through his pants (watching us from the chair). I motioned him to come over and he seemed hesitant, but finally he came to the bed.
He unzipped his pants and lay next to us. At that point, I started to slowly fuck my wife. She moaned softly as I entered her, gently. We fucked for a few minutes and then I looked at Cody. It was his turn. He mounted my wife and began fucking her like a wild man. At this rate, I knew he'd last all of 2 minutes, so I grabbed his ass with my hand and slowed him down. "Slower, easier," I whispered, guiding his ass up and down. When I saw he hit her "spot" I firmly held his ass (and, therefore, his cock) into place and told him to try to fuck her there. It was no use, he started to go fast again, so I pulled him back off her and said, "my turn, again." With that, I now made passionate love to my wife, and, finally, she shuddered and came. I rolled off her and could see Cody jacking himself off. He seemed to know that now it was my turn to satisfy him, because, he looked at me, laid back next to Kristy and spread his legs apart so that I could suck his cock. I immediately started to suck him and his cock nearly gagged me a few times as he thrust it deep into my throat. He kept his hands on the back of my head and wanted me to go faster. I must confess I was a bit out of practice and really was having a hard time keeping him in my mouth. Finally, I could feel his veins tensing and he exploded in my mouth. Now, everyone had cum but me.
Now, Kristy had begun sucking me towards the end of my blowjob of Cody. I laid back and Cody twirled my hair while Kristy finished me off. It really was wonderful.
After, I knew it would be awkward for everyone in the morning, so we talked a bit and all fell asleep in the king bed.
More later, I need a break.
