| Straight: True Stories: A Brief History (1/9) |
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I like to think of myself as a fairly normal guy. It's hard to hide the fact that I think about sex all the time. My friends realize this a little as my humour manages to include sex to a large degree. Most people who talk to me most likely wouldn't realize just how big a part of my life it is. Although I am happily married, I'm always seeking sex with a bit of an edge. Over the years I've been involved with a number of local women I met through various internet personal services as well as a few from work. Many of these women have had a distinctive submissive nature to them and allowed me to do things with them that some men might dream of. Despite this, those times I've managed to get my wife involved in things, even to a small degree, provide me with the biggest pleasure. I think my wife always knew about this drive in me, but largely took a don't ask, don't tell approach. Every once in a blue moon though, she'd surprise me with a bit of willingness or initiative that I don't always see. Over the years, bit by bit, usually during drunk sex sessions, I've let her into my private pleasures a little bit at a time. Over the years she's learned more about my exhibitionistic tendencies and my desire to show her off. Probably the first time she surprised me was one of the times we were away from town on a camping trip. We were hiking in the mountains and stopped for a rest. It was a scorching hot day and we were high enough that a nice cool wind would snap up now and again. It was a fairly popular area and we ran into people quite frequently on the hike. During the rest, my wife looked at me and asked if I had my digital camera. It was a pretty recent purchase that we hadn't had very long. I said yes and she just got up and told me to come with her. We moved a little ways off the trail and behind a big boulder. She didn't say anything when we got there and just started stripping. Although I had requested she pose ever since I first met her, she had adamantly refused. I was pretty sure she was worried about me sharing her pictures. So I was caught completely off guard and she had to tell me to get my camera. Thank god for large memory cards because I went crazy before she told me to come over and fuck her. I have to admit, I was so excited I didn't last long before cumming. I was going to go a second time but I guess the mood passed and a quickie was what she needed, because she stopped me, we got dressed and continued on our hike. That was the first time she surprised me. Although I tried to get her to pose for me again, at home and out hiking on other trips, she always refused. Months later, at a wedding of one of her friends, we all got more drunk than we had in years. Perhaps a bit too drunk. She was one of the bridesmaids and was wearing a strapless formal dress. Somewhere late in the evening, we were sitting around the table with her friends snapping pictures with the disposable cameras. One guy took a camera and started snapping pictures down his pants. |
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