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My name is Anna, I've been with Adam for 3 years. We met during a tri-althalon, I wound up following him for miles, just watching his strong back, powerful thighs and tight little ass, muscle along the miles. When we hooked up later that day, both exhausted, I was so aroused and wet from watching him that my orgasm was mind blowing: Powerful, muscular, sweaty and intense. We were a couple after that. Recently, Adam hurt his lower back and was essentially on bed-rest for a few weeks. He was always horny, but with his upper torso essentially immobilized, fucking became almost a chore...he laid there on his back, and I tried to take on the effort myself. I never realized how much work he was doing, I guess, since without him actively participating I frequently wore myself out with little to show for it. Adam had a hard time getting off too, and his frustration spilled over to me, I became tense and stressed, and failed to climax often.
Well, about two weeks of this and when I approached Adam for a quick fuck before bed, he (for the first time) said he was sleepy and went to bed alone. Frustrated, I stayed up for a little while reading the news web sites, and noticed the wireless router was showing a lot of activity. Silently, I went to our bedroom door and listened....I could faintly hear the sounds of fucking and very vocal female demanding that multiple guys all fuck her at once. Adam had obviously surfed to a porn site on his phone and was jerking off to it.
At first I was hurt; I guess I thought his cock was really mine, for my use only. I know that sounds silly when I say it out loud, but I was angry that he was playing with himself when I was right here, and willing, and wet. After a moment, I realized how jealous that sounded, even in my head. Adam had a huge cock, when he was soft it was thick, heavy and I loved the way it bounced when he moved. I could watch him walk naked for hours, and in fact would often chase him around the house and pull his short off, claiming I was doing laundry. When it was hard, the smooth mushroom head poked out from his foreskin like a Christmas present only partly unwrapped. It stood out deliciously straight from his flat stomach, a delicate blond treasure trail leading from his pecs down to the top of his dick. Adam was very blond, his body covered with a fine layer of almost invisible hair, his golden skin bulging with well defined muscles. I think I was in love with his penis before I loved him, the first night when I wrapped both hands around it and sucked the tasty head into my mouth hungrily.
Now, here he was jerking off by himself. I heard his breathing get heavier and he made grunting noises like a weightlifter, and I knew he was close. Slowly, I peeked around the corner and watched as he stroked his hard cock slowly in the dim blue glow of his smartphone, propped up on a nightstand nearby. He was gripping his shaft with one hand, his head propped up with the other, his strokes were long and traveled from the thick base all the way up to his swollen mushroom head. I could just make out his foreskin exposing and then covering the slick, glistening head with each stroke. Once in a while, I saw him trace a lube-covered finger down around his balls and perineum, then circle his tight hole and push itself inside. I watched him masturbate. Just for himself, no pressure, no performance. No secrets.
I couldn't help myself, I started stroking my we pussy along with him, but careful no to give myself away. I was struck at his unhurried pace, focused only on giving himself pleasure, and how differently he seemed to be doing things that when he was with me.
Well, about two weeks of this and when I approached Adam for a quick fuck before bed, he (for the first time) said he was sleepy and went to bed alone. Frustrated, I stayed up for a little while reading the news web sites, and noticed the wireless router was showing a lot of activity. Silently, I went to our bedroom door and listened....I could faintly hear the sounds of fucking and very vocal female demanding that multiple guys all fuck her at once. Adam had obviously surfed to a porn site on his phone and was jerking off to it.
At first I was hurt; I guess I thought his cock was really mine, for my use only. I know that sounds silly when I say it out loud, but I was angry that he was playing with himself when I was right here, and willing, and wet. After a moment, I realized how jealous that sounded, even in my head. Adam had a huge cock, when he was soft it was thick, heavy and I loved the way it bounced when he moved. I could watch him walk naked for hours, and in fact would often chase him around the house and pull his short off, claiming I was doing laundry. When it was hard, the smooth mushroom head poked out from his foreskin like a Christmas present only partly unwrapped. It stood out deliciously straight from his flat stomach, a delicate blond treasure trail leading from his pecs down to the top of his dick. Adam was very blond, his body covered with a fine layer of almost invisible hair, his golden skin bulging with well defined muscles. I think I was in love with his penis before I loved him, the first night when I wrapped both hands around it and sucked the tasty head into my mouth hungrily.
Now, here he was jerking off by himself. I heard his breathing get heavier and he made grunting noises like a weightlifter, and I knew he was close. Slowly, I peeked around the corner and watched as he stroked his hard cock slowly in the dim blue glow of his smartphone, propped up on a nightstand nearby. He was gripping his shaft with one hand, his head propped up with the other, his strokes were long and traveled from the thick base all the way up to his swollen mushroom head. I could just make out his foreskin exposing and then covering the slick, glistening head with each stroke. Once in a while, I saw him trace a lube-covered finger down around his balls and perineum, then circle his tight hole and push itself inside. I watched him masturbate. Just for himself, no pressure, no performance. No secrets.
I couldn't help myself, I started stroking my we pussy along with him, but careful no to give myself away. I was struck at his unhurried pace, focused only on giving himself pleasure, and how differently he seemed to be doing things that when he was with me.
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