When you masturbate, you almost always have to have some thought of your spouse and you
that pushes you over the edge into orgasm. It is a magic moment that feels so good – but never as good as being with your spouse. Admittedly, when my wife and I masturbate together – those orgasms are on a par with the ones we have while fucking.
But, what are those erotic thoughts that you most easily go to about your spouse? This is my third entry of 5 – in attempting to pick my Top 5 most erotic moments with my wife – that are forever in my hard drive.
So, as we continue to count up from number 5 to number 1 – here is Number 3!
Number 3) The first time my wife saw my dick & I saw her boobs
We left off last time (My Erotic Top 5 – Number 4) with my future wife and I traveling 400 miles back to L.A. After she came from me fingering her pussy for the first time – we were 2 hours out from her apartment. It was after midnight and the southern California traffic was non-existent. We arrived about 1:30am.
My apartment was across the campus from her’s. We were both a little nervous as I was walking her to her apartment. We had experienced something so intense just 2 hours earlier. She felt the wetness of her cum on her underwear and pants as we walked from the car. The campus was silent as everyone was asleep. I still could smell her glorious dried cum on my right hand! I wanted to lick it off the first chance I could get alone! I wanted every part of her in me.
As we opened the door I carried her bags into her room. Her roommate had a separate room in the apartment and was surely asleep. As I set the bags down in her room, we instinctively embraced in a hug. After what we had just experienced, I would have thought that we were done with anything sexual in nature for sure!
I was wrong!
Our hug turned to passionate kissing. She had shut the front door and her bedroom door. We would never spend the night together. I had not cum in the car, but she had. I was immediately noticing that she had never kissed me this passionately before! The best way I can retrospectively describe her kissing is by this: She was fucking my mouth with her tongue!
My dick jumped to attention. This was not like any other night! I had touched her tits through her clothes on a couple of occasions before. I started to pull her top off while we kissed. Something was getting caught, but we did not want to stop kissing! She finished what I had started, not only taking off her blouse – but her bra too!
I took a step back and beheld her perfect tits! I was mesmerized! They were awesome! I love her tits! I reached out and touched them. Then, I started to suck on them! Where was this going?! There is no way we would have intercourse. But, we were never going to go this far either! I was feasting on her boobs!
I can say with little doubt that had I wanted to go all the way – she would have gone along. She was in heat. She was a virgin and I was not. She was loving this “candy store” that we had stumbled in to – and for her it was the first time.
More accurately, we were both in heat at that moment. I pushed my mouth away from her boobs and started to pull down my pants and underwear. Her pants were off a second later! Were we going to do something that we would really regret? What if she got pregnant before our wedding? What would our kid think? More importantly, we were God’s people!
When my underwear came off, she did something I’ll never forget: She just stared at my hardened cock with amazement. She had never seen one! It was so exciting. We embraced standing up and my cock rubbed up against her pubic hair momentarily. We were kissing passionately again and almost fucked for our first time standing up.
But, all of the sudden – we both pulled back. We both agreed that we did not want to do it then! We wanted to wait until after we took our vows. As much as we wanted to – we couldn’t do it! We have never regretted that decision.
Yet, something awkward and sexy happened after we reaffirmed that we did not want to have intercourse.
We hugged with a hug of relief. We knew we would not fuck and were glad. I said I needed to get dressed and go to my apartment. Still, we kissed and hugged passionately. As we did, the feeling of her boobs and pussy against me sent me over the edge. I was not going to fuck her – but I was still overwhelmed by her sexy body and openness to me.
My wife to be – who had never seen an erect cock – watched in erotic amazement: As I barely broke our embrace, I violently squirted a load of cum on her and her clothes on the floor at our feet. She had never dreamed of what this looks like. It must have looked like a fire hose squirting thick milk to her virgin eyes!
Now, I was the embarrassed one! She had just seen me out of control in the must vulnerable form of sexual release – and shooting sperm every which way. Yet, she loved it! We had both cum in very unexpected ways. We had seen each other’s beautiful nakedness. We had smelled and touched each other’s cum. What a night! We both love each other’s cum to this day!
I picked up my clothes and went into the bathroom. I smelled strongly of sperm. I wondered if her roommate would smell it lingering in the morning. I peed and got dressed. There was only cheap toilet paper to clean up my sperm. I started chuckling as I pondered this night as I was dealing with gooey cum on my pants. While I quietly laughed – I looked at myself in the mirror.
I knew I was looking at a man who would never forget this erotic night. How do I know that I was right in perceiving the unforgettable nature of that night?
Because I have experienced many orgasms from masturbating to that night’s memory to prove it!
* Don’t forget to write in your #3 memory in the comments!
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