I think the ludes were kicking in because i didn't want him to stop. quickly, he led me to his bedroom and we stripped naked for another embrace with ...ur cocks rubbing together. being a bit of novice, i let him take the lead. we fell into bed kissing and hugging and stroking each other. i loved feeling his hardness in my hands and he was making me delirous with his touch. we soon found ourselves in a sixtynine position sucking each other. he tasted wonderful and he was making me even harder. I met my wife and put most of those desires into the back of my mind. Islowly tried to bring them out and show her my desire, but she eitherlaughed them off or ignored them. She had no desire to see her manbeing feminine. I completely understand, but wish things weredifferent.Recently she has said she wished she could help me. She wants to knowwhat I am looking for in a "feminine" experience. I told her I wouldwrite a story about my "ideal" experience. Here it is."I got a babysitter for. Well, silence was well and truly broken, as she made such a noise as she rose and slid back down. Karen woke, of course, and looking across, gave an amazed exclamation.“You little slut”, she told Gerry, “you are fucking my fella!”. I don’t think that Gerry was listening as I think for the first time she could take her time with a man and find out how her body reacted. Having cum twice earlier that evening, I was in no hurry to do so again, so I could work with her to maximise her pleasure. “Oh. “We just need to get to the flying machine port,” I whispered. “Just another few blocks. We just need to avoid attracting any attention.”We walked past an alleyway, and there, I could see a huddled figure being kicked by a few ruffians. There were three of them, and they had the nasty look of men ... well ... of men that I would work with normally. Smudged faces, heavy clothing. One of them even had a puffy, half healed burn along his cheek, the kind one could get from careless use of a flamer..