Leahaven

[P0peye]

Leah, I, along with many others, have been following this exciting account of your sexual evolution with extreme interest, looking forward hungrily, with anticipation, toward each arousing episode. I won't deny my own bias in hoping that you will behave as I would, were I in your circumstance, even as I'm sure that you will elect to choose your own path.
You have been good enough to share your journey, here on Literotica, inviting comments and advice, but you must do what's right for you, and only you can know what that might be.
I pen these words, while waiting with bated breath, for the next installment of your sexual safari

 

[LeaHaven]

have you tried to get some camel toe to show for the boys?

No, I have not. That's a little out of my comfort zone, 9to5. But I appreciate the suggestion!

 

[LeaHaven]

Fair enough. After reading your comments above and Leah's indirect response below it doesn't seem that my previous post was appropriate for this thread. I apologize, and I've deleted it.

I didn't have a problem with anything you said, giddyup. I guess I did a poor job of explaining that. In fact, I don't remember any comments in this thread that struck me as inappropriate.

 

[Purple_Fronds]

I promise I will not start this post by complaining about my job. I love my job. It's just that right now, I hate my job, and I want to kill myself. Not really. I know the markets will get back to normal eventually.

I totally understand, I mean really what the literal fuck!! Of course I’m reminded that for a lot of us, the market uncertainty is the worst we have to deal with, there’s a ton more of people dealing with way more.

He said that to him, what happened had only strengthened our marriage. "Leah," he said quietly, "we both want what is happening. We BOTH want it," he said. "This is OUR marriage. This is OUR secret. For once in our life, we've found OUR place in this world. We found who WE want to be. I've never felt closer to you than I have in these past few months." He told me that if I wanted to stop, we could stop. "It's your decision," he said, "you're the boss, but I don't want to stop. I like seeing you enjoy everything life has to offer, and I mean that, Leah. Everything."

You’re both doing so amazingly I usually now just enjoy reading your updates. However this one caught my eye and as Robbie’s unpaid attorney I wanted to call it out for something really special. A few months ago this was the same guy that couldn’t talk about any of his sexual needs, and even his feelings. I think it’s wonderful to see not only how much he’s come into himself, how much he now communicates with you and yet he’s still the same Robbie that has always provided you with protection, support and comfort.

I do feel compelled to say two other things. As the dominant and the leader in your relationship it’s imperative that you are Robbie’s protector and guardian. This includes protecting him from other men, (and women) but also from himself, please remember that he might not always be the best judge, so be vigilant.

Also, that as wonderful as the lit forums are and the community is truly supportive it’s also an echo chamber.

Finally, as things have heated up with Travis and it seems like you’re looking at other opportunities remember it’s not just Robbie you have to manage. There are a number of women lit members that have a lot of experience in managing these dynamics and I would recommend you look to them first advice as you navigate this new world for you both.

 

[P0peye]

I find the direction that your marital journey seems to be taking to be extremely arousing. As a husband with my own sexual "shortcomings", I can understand Robbie's enthusiastic response. What loving, obedient, but inadequate husband wouldn't want to watch his wonderful, wanton wife's wet and welcoming, wide open vaginal canal being invaded and forcibly fucked by the thick cock of a well hung, virile man, genitally equipped to pleasure his lusty wife in ways that he can't dream of duplicating?
In the course of my previous marriage, to my eternal regret, I missed a golden opportunity to become the compliant cuckold to a highly sexually motivated woman who had, of necessity, taken many lovers who, unlike me, were capable of fulfilling her erotic needs. At the time, I would given my eye teeth to be in Robbie's place.
As a confirmed cocksucker, I recall becoming aroused while reading that both you and Robbie had noticed that Travis's cock was "HUGE"!
I would have loved to have been able to watch my ex wife being throat fucked and sucking the engorged cocks of the multitude of men with whom she cheated on me, as I'm sure she did, and I would have eagerly jumped at the chance to give them blowjobs with her watching me and cheering me on!
As I already stated, only you can choose what path is the right one for you to follow, I'm merely imagining how I would behave were I in your place. For whatever it's worth, based on my recollection of conversations between yourself and Robbie, I suspect that you and I are of a similar inclination.

 

[LeaHaven]

I totally understand, I mean really what the literal fuck!! Of course I’m reminded that for a lot of us, the market uncertainty is the worst we have to deal with, there’s a ton more of people dealing with way more.

You’re both doing so amazingly I usually now just enjoy reading your updates. However this one caught my eye and as Robbie’s unpaid attorney I wanted to call it out for something really special. A few months ago this was the same guy that couldn’t talk about any of his sexual needs, and even his feelings. I think it’s wonderful to see not only how much he’s come into himself, how much he now communicates with you and yet he’s still the same Robbie that has always provided you with protection, support and comfort.

I do feel compelled to say two other things. As the dominant and the leader in your relationship it’s imperative that you are Robbie’s protector and guardian. This includes protecting him from other men, (and women) but also from himself, please remember that he might not always be the best judge, so be vigilant.

Also, that as wonderful as the lit forums are and the community is truly supportive it’s also an echo chamber.

Finally, as things have heated up with Travis and it seems like you’re looking at other opportunities remember it’s not just Robbie you have to manage. There are a number of women lit members that have a lot of experience in managing these dynamics and I would recommend you look to them first advice as you navigate this new world for you both.

I don't think Robbie has "come into himself" as much as you might think. He got "courageous" because with me crying, he was afraid I might call an end to this situation. And he would walk on hot coals to keep that from happening. Also, most of what he said were things I had said to him before. I love him to death, but he does have a sort of opportunistic side to him.

 

[LeaHaven]

I find the direction that your marital journey seems to be taking to be extremely arousing. As a husband with my own sexual "shortcomings", I can understand Robbie's enthusiastic response. What loving, obedient, but inadequate husband wouldn't want to watch his wonderful, wanton wife's wet and welcoming, open vagina being vigorously plowed and forcibly fucked by the thick cock of a well hung, virile man, genitally equipped to pleasure his lusty wife in ways that he can't dream of duplicating?
In the course of my previous marriage, to my eternal regret, I missed a golden opportunity to become the compliant cuckold to a highly sexually motivated woman who had, of necessity, taken many lovers who, unlike me, were capable of satisfying her erotic needs. At the time, I would given my eye teeth to be in Robbie's place.
As a confirmed cocksucker, I recall becoming aroused while reading that both you and Robbie had noticed that Travis's cock was "HUGE"!
I would have loved to have been able to watch my ex wife being throat fucked and sucking the engorged cocks of the multitude of men with whom she cheated on me, as I'm sure she did, and I would have eagerly jumped at the chance to give them blowjobs with her watching me and cheering me on!
As I already stated, only you can choose what path is the right one for you to follow, I'm merely imagining how I would behave were I in your place. For whatever it's worth, based on my recollection of conversations between yourself and Robbie, I suspect that you and I are of a similar inclination.

As superficial as it may sound, I am going down whatever path I want the most when the opportunity arises.

 

[naughty_stories]

As superficial as it may sound, I am going down whatever path I want the most when the opportunity arises.

We call it taking charge of your sexuality.

 

[P0peye]

As superficial as it may sound, I am going down whatever path I want the most when the opportunity arises.

As it should be.

 

[LeaHaven]

I debated about whether or not to tell you all about my crying episode. I debated it because it's almost scary that my feelings of guilt were so fleeting. The shame came and went so fast I can hardly remember it, and once it was gone, it was GONE. But it did purge the last vestiges of my childhood indoctrination and firmly cemented "Robbie and me." And I knew, lying there in Robbie's arms, that from that point forward, affection between Travis and I would be the new state of affairs in our house. I actually thought to myself, "I have an obedient, dutiful husband and a good-looking, capable(?) boyfriend." Given that situation, I intended, right then and there, to get everything I wanted.

The only thing that got in the way of all this was work schedules. Travis leaves much earlier than I do in the morning, and he gets home earlier, too, especially in the past couple of weeks. I haven't been getting home before 7:00 or 8:00 lately, and by the time I eat, I am ready for bed. My days are exhausting.

But on Wednesday (the Wednesday after our first kiss), I got home at a decent time, and I changed into one of the other pair of leggings I had recently purchased. They are high-waisted and a very light green color, and I think they look really good on me. Initially I was torn between them and the khaki colored that eventually became known as "those" leggings, but the khaki felt a little firmer in the waist, so I chose them. I also put on a white tank that I knew would not cover my ass. I had every intent of sending two messages about my body: one that said, "You want this," and another that said, "You want this, too, but it's for him, baby." When I walked into the kitchen, I could see each message was duly received. It didn't take 10 seconds before Robbie, standing at the stove, stuck a hand in his pocket to adjust the little erection in his pants. I love that my selfish pursuits cause him that problem.

After dinner, which was unusually quiet, the three of us sat down to watch a movie...I think The Accountant, but it didn't matter what it was. We all knew it was set-up to put Travis and me together. Robbie sat at the left end of the couch with his feet propped on the coffee table, as usual, and Travis sat at the right end of the couch...slumped down, his feet flat on the floor, his legs spread wide, as usual. I sat propped up against Travis in the same slumped position he was in, but with my ankles crossed and feet propped on the coffee table. It was the first, outright proclamation that he and I were a couple. Robbie looked over to see me lying against my boyfriend. It seemed he was feeling kind of anxious about what was happening, but I cut my eyes at him with an attitude that told him that I required him to be ok with it.

After a while, with the three of us sitting in the flicker of the TV, Travis placed his hand on my right thigh. He likes my ass and my full thighs, and he likes to tell me. I looked down at his hand resting there, but I didn't react. I let it be, and I wanted to believe that me allowing him to rest his big hand on my thigh was a small conquest and a big turn on for him. It sure was all that for me! Robbie turned to look at Travis' hand resting on his wife's thigh, which were adorned in tight, thin leggings, all for Travis' viewing pleasure. And Travis, knowing that Robbie was watching, began to slowly move his hand up and down my thigh, gently rubbing it. It was like he was saying, "This is mine." Robbie looked at me, astonished at what he was seeing and wondering how far I was willing to let Travis go. But I turned to Robbie with a gloat. I LOVED that he was witnessing another guy provocatively touching his wife, and I wanted him to know that.

Travis kept stroking my thigh, at times getting very close to my hot little treat...which by now was crazy hot and wet and tingly. The arousal, the insane arousal inside me, was like intoxicating liquor in my stomach. It felt so warm and delicious. It chased off all my inhibitions, and it filled me with an overwhelming desire to do obscene things. Travis stroked my thigh for some time while he and I "watched" the TV, but then I felt Robbie staring at me, trying to get my attention. I turned to him, and with his eyes he directed me to Travis' lap. Travis was wearing dark gray exercise pants made of a thin material that was soft and supple, and the material laid down like wet fabric around a huge erection. Travis was hard as a rock, and every contour of his thick meat, especially the shape of his cockhead, was right there for my eyes to enjoy. God, it was gorgeous, and the fire in my chest turned into a blazing inferno.

I could feel Travis watching me as my eyes feasted on the glory of his thickness. I looked up at him, and he looked back at me with an expression that called my courage into question. Was Leah nothing but a tease, or was she brave enough to actually do something?

(to be continued)

 

[Toro1886]

Leahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

 

[Artfan2]

I can just feel the sexual tension and excitement that's building between the three of you!

 

[P0peye]

OMIGOD! LEAH! This progression is becoming literally MOUTHWATERING!!!!! I'm fascinated by the direction in which you seem to be guiding it and I'm desperate to read the next installment!!!!!

 

[LeaHaven]

I have been hesitating on posting this for days. I wrote mostly about feelings, some of which I probably should not admit to out here, but feelings are what are important to me. I know this is a sex site, and I should have written about the sex only, so this will probably be disappointing to you, but here it is...

Travis returned his attention to the TV like nothing had happened. It was like he was either testing to see if I could resist the temptation or he already knew I couldn't. But I couldn't, and I didn't want to, and I shamelessly returned my gaze to the huge bulge in his pants. How could I not? It was a sight to see, the likes of which I had never before had the opportunity to appraise and adore at my leisure. For a better view, I sat up, curled my legs up onto the couch, and turned a little toward Travis. With a sense of awe, my eyes admired the intimidating length and the solid, meaty girth of his thick erection. It looked so big and heavy bulging the lithe fabric of his exercise pants. For several minutes my eyes feasted on his obscene display, and I could not help but to realize that Travis was burdened by a weight in his pants that Robbie only experienced when his cock was locked in a steel cage. I understood why sometimes Robbie needed to "adjust" his erections, but Travis was always "adjusting"...no erection necessary. I wondered, "Where do you put that thing in a pair of jeans?"

But all the while my mouth watered at that glorious sight, it seemed to me that Travis was enthralled with the movie. He hadn't moved. Curious, I looked up at him, and he was already looking directly at me. He wasn't enthralled with the movie. He knew I had been lusting after his cock all along.

He looked down at his erection, the bulge so big it cast a shadow in the flickering TV light, and then he looked at me. Without a word, he was telling me to touch it. He knew I wanted to. He turned and looked over at Robbie, as if to say, "Watch what your wife does," and then he looked back at me. It was up to me to pick the guy who would be the winner in our home. Was it going to be Travis, or was it going to be Robbie?

It's so weird how things cross our minds at the craziest times. In that outrageous moment, I realized that two years ago I was reading about situations like this and telling myself how wrong and completely bizarre they were. "Who in their right mind would do that?" I whispered to myself in self-righteous judgement. Now I was not only living one of those situations, but the choice before me, which I already knew my decision, had me so insanely aroused my hands were trembling. But it wasn't the choice, itself, that had me so aroused. It was knowing that I was about to show TWO guys, one of them my husband, that I had never been the woman I had always pretended to be. I never honestly thought, "Who in their right mind would do that?" Deep down inside, I desperately wanted to be those people. I was, at heart, a very dirty girl.

Looking down at Travis' aching erection, I placed my hand on his hip. I could feel him and Robbie watching me, wondering, waiting, and then I placed my hand on Travis' hard cock. It felt like thick, rigid heaven. Travis closed his eyes and sighed, "Ahhh, yeahhh," and then he looked over at Robbie. He had won his wife, in his house, with him right there watching. Travis was the victor. He turned to me, gloating in his achievement, and we began to kiss. My manicured fingers lovingly stroked the length of his forbidden erection. I was in love with it, and my husband was watching.

(to be continued...)

 

[9to5]

your thoughts on this is great. you express yourself well. how bad do you want to see his

 

[P0peye]

Leah, As arousing as this must be for you, I can only imagine how this must be affecting your husband. It has to be excruciatingly exciting for him!! I can see myself in his place, watching my beautiful, loving wife groping and being sexually groped by another man more well endowed than myself while surreptitiously stroking my own little nubbin. You're providing him with extremely sexually ecstatic emotions!!! I wouldn't be surprised if he ejaculates in his pants! I probably would!

 

[Artfan2]

It will be interesting to see how your relationships with both Travis and Robbie will change not that things have become more intimate between you and Travis.

 

[9to5]

any changes lea? how are things going

 

[LeaHaven]

any changes lea? how are things going

Yes, there have been changes. There have been a LOT of changes, but I guess the problem is that I am sooo weird.

It's like this...I have done things that I don't feel like I should be ashamed of, but when I read about some of what I have written on here, I feel ashamed. Maybe it is because I decided to be more descriptive in my summaries, but descriptions don't change what happened. And maybe it's because beliefs that have been ingrained into your soul are hard to scrub out. But the things that have happened I wanted to happen, and when they are happening, I am very, very into it. I have completely succeeded in my efforts to be a dirty girl, make no doubt about that.

But how do I get brave enough to post about what I have done out here? Telling you about flirtations is one thing. Telling you about acting on those flirtations is a whole other level, especially when I feel like sometimes I have gone too far.

I have a post that I have rewritten about 5 times. I want to post it, but gosh! I just can't bring myself to do it! I have signed on here at least 20 times to post it, but every time, I shy away. It makes me so anxious!

I know I am being a wimp, but I promise, I am trying.

 

[Toro1886]

Yes, there have been changes. There have been a LOT of changes, but I guess the problem is that I am sooo weird.

It's like this...I have done things that I don't feel like I should be ashamed of, but when I read about some of what I have written on here, I feel ashamed. Maybe it is because I decided to be more descriptive in my summaries, but descriptions don't change what happened. And maybe it's because beliefs that have been ingrained into your soul are hard to scrub out. But the things that have happened I wanted to happen, and when they are happening, I am very, very into it. I have completely succeeded in my efforts to be a dirty girl, make no doubt about that.

But how do I get brave enough to post about what I have done out here? Telling you about flirtations is one thing. Telling you about acting on those flirtations is a whole other level, especially when I feel like sometimes I have gone too far.

I have a post that I have rewritten about 5 times. I want to post it, but gosh! I just can't bring myself to do it! I have signed on here at least 20 times to post it, but every time, I shy away. It makes me so anxious!

I know I am being a wimp, but I promise, I am trying.

No pressure Leah...you share what you are happy to share. You don't need to justify or excuse any of it!

 

[9to5]

Yes, there have been changes. There have been a LOT of changes, but I guess the problem is that I am sooo weird.

It's like this...I have done things that I don't feel like I should be ashamed of, but when I read about some of what I have written on here, I feel ashamed. Maybe it is because I decided to be more descriptive in my summaries, but descriptions don't change what happened. And maybe it's because beliefs that have been ingrained into your soul are hard to scrub out. But the things that have happened I wanted to happen, and when they are happening, I am very, very into it. I have completely succeeded in my efforts to be a dirty girl, make no doubt about that.

But how do I get brave enough to post about what I have done out here? Telling you about flirtations is one thing. Telling you about acting on those flirtations is a whole other level, especially when I feel like sometimes I have gone too far.

I have a post that I have rewritten about 5 times. I want to post it, but gosh! I just can't bring myself to do it! I have signed on here at least 20 times to post it, but every time, I shy away. It makes me so anxious!

I know I am being a wimp, but I promise, I am trying.

your not weird look at the rest of us here

 

[LeaHaven]

No pressure Leah...you share what you are happy to share. You don't need to justify or excuse any of it!

Thank you, Toro1886.

 

[LeaHaven]

your not weird look at the rest of us here

None of you look weird to me. You all seem so comfortable in yourselves, and I admire it so much!

 

[Artfan2]

Yes, there have been changes. There have been a LOT of changes, but I guess the problem is that I am sooo weird.

It's like this...I have done things that I don't feel like I should be ashamed of, but when I read about some of what I have written on here, I feel ashamed. Maybe it is because I decided to be more descriptive in my summaries, but descriptions don't change what happened. And maybe it's because beliefs that have been ingrained into your soul are hard to scrub out. But the things that have happened I wanted to happen, and when they are happening, I am very, very into it. I have completely succeeded in my efforts to be a dirty girl, make no doubt about that.

But how do I get brave enough to post about what I have done out here? Telling you about flirtations is one thing. Telling you about acting on those flirtations is a whole other level, especially when I feel like sometimes I have gone too far.

I have a post that I have rewritten about 5 times. I want to post it, but gosh! I just can't bring myself to do it! I have signed on here at least 20 times to post it, but every time, I shy away. It makes me so anxious!

I know I am being a wimp, but I promise, I am trying.

I have been imagining what might happen both shortly after what you described in your previous post, and what might happen in subsequent encounters. I suspect that all three of you got a thrill out of you taking things much further.

 

[vibes]

I know I am being a wimp, but I promise, I am trying.

If you're comfortable with what you've done but not with telling it's very simple: you don't have to. You can keep descriptions at the earlier level or you can skip descriptions all together: how ever we're all eager to read, it's your story and you only decide what to make of it