Leahaven

Leah, I and others reading your exciting account look forward to each thrilling episode of your developing relationship, but you must never lose sight of the fact that this is YOUR life, and only YOU can decide what path is best for you to follow, or whether you should continue posting. I can say what I might do, and what choices I might make, were I in your place, but this would be merely conjecture. All of us here wish you the best and will offer whatever assistance and advice you might ask of us, but after all is said and done, the choices you make will affect not just yourself, but Travis and Robbie also. I agree with the previous comments. Do what you must. I'm in favor of sexual experimentation, but your mental health and well being is paramount.
 
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None of us started our journeys comfy with our non traditional choices or unconventional sexual preferences or activities. This is your life. Comfort happens over time, but living on the edge of your discomfort is thrilling for me still.
As others have said - share only what you want. Say nothing, give details, speak in generalities. Whatever is best for you.

I think everyone participating in this thread are just rooting for you to embrace your life in whatever way works for you.
 
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I was afraid to tell her the first time. Fearful of her rejection when she found out I wasn't like men are supposed to be. But to my surprise and relief, she confided her secrets to me in return...that she has always hungered for the control of her man. In that moment we knew that a great gift had been given to us by fate...the gift to be honest with one another in ways most only dream of...
Repost from the Gentle Fem Dom thread.
It just felt like it belonged here.
 
It's wonderful, finding someone you feel safe to confide in, someone you feel you can experiment with, and try new things. Especially if you're playing with gender or masculinity, it can feel so wrong, or uncomfortable stepping out of your safe zone.

I think it's only natural for such a change in your relationship to unfold slowly and organically. there's going to be nerves and miss-steps, along the way, but there's no rush. There's such a wonderful and electric new tension to explore, full of conflicting new emotions you barely understand yourself, even as you have them. It's exciting.

I love this thread, and how slowly, and gently you are both exploring something new together. I hope it all works out. x
 
When Travis and I were kissing, while my hand was gently stroking his erection, I could feel Robbie watching us, and I could hear him frantically rubbing his own little erection through his jeans, desperate for relief. All the while, the loving strokes of my fingertips, teasing Travis' extended cock, had Travis in a dream-like state. My face was very close to his, and my lips ever so gently teased and kissed his lips. His eyes were partially closed, and his breathing was labored like he was intoxicated from the pleasure of my admiring fingertips.

Robbie wanted to experience what was happening to Travis so badly. He would rub his lonely erection, and then stop, and rub and stop and repeat. Watching his wife tease another guy's more desireable cock was making him crazy, and I knew he was close to cumming. I wondered if I needed to remind him that he did not have permission to cum, but he's been my boy long enough. He full well knew that. Just the fact of what was happening totally demonstrated the difference in standing between Robbie and me within our marriage. It wasn't only that he wanted to follow my rules. He knew he needed to. Honestly, if it were not for me, Robbie would jerk off every single day. He would live a life of countless low-quality ejaculations instead of experniencing a lesser number of exceptional, soul-jarring orgasms.

I started to reach under Travis' PJ pants, but he intervened and quickly pulled them all the way down and off.

And then there it was. His long, thick, beautiful cock was exposed and accessable and lying against his belly right there next to me. The urge to take it into my mouth was overwhelming, but first I just wanted to feel it in my hand. I tenderly took hold of it, like I was cradling an injured bird. Travis let go a deep sigh of pleasure and looked at me like a man begging for mercy. I leaned forward and began to tease his lips with mine while my small hand expressed its love for his rigid cock. It was like I had this guy, twice my size, at my mercy and floating in a ether of pleasure, and I loved every minute of it.

But then I stopped, and with my hand at the base, I held his cock straight up to examine it. I heard Robbie exclaim, "Fuck!" I looked back at him with a gloat. I returned my attention to the bludgeon in my hand, and for a moment, I let my eyes enjoy the beauty of it. It was substantial and heavy and so very masculine. I looked back at Robbie once more. I wanted to make it clear that in my hand was the kind of cock I don't normally get to hold. I wanted him to know that I expected him to watch what I was about to do.

I got up off the couch and knelt on the floor between Travis' wide spread legs. I grabbed his big cock by the base, and pulled it down until the mouth-watering length was pointed right at my face. While holding Robbie's gaze, ever so gently, I took the head of Travis' thick cock into my small mouth. "Ohhhh," Travis sighed, "fuck yeah." My lips and my tongue slowly, tenderly felt their way over and around the prominent head of his cock while I held his gaze. He looked down at me wit a smug smile and said, "Girl, I think you've done this before." Robbie, once again frantically stroking his erection through his jeans, began to cum. I was not happy about that at all, and while my lips and tongue continued to caress the head of Travis' extended erection, I looked over at Robbie to express my dissatisfaction. I gave a big wet kiss to the underside of Travis' cockhead and held my lips there, and Travis ejaculated. The splat against my face caused me to flinch, while at the same time, I heard cum land on the coffee table just over my right shoulder. But I had aspirations, so I immediately took the head of Travis' cock into my mouth, and my stroking tongue coaxed forth spasm after spasm after spasm. He jerked and he flinched and he grunted, and after I had made absolutely sure that I had emptied my deserving boyfriend of all the delicious sin he had to offer, I pulled my mouth off and swallowed. While he recovered, I turned to Robbie, who was looking at me in utter disbelief.

"Go get me a hand towel," I told him. But he didn't move. He just sat there entranced at the sight of another guy's cum on his wife's face. It was probably doubly belittling since his cum had never been on his wife's face. "Robbie," I insisted, "go!"

I retuned my gaze to Travis, and for as long as he wanted, I allowed him to admire his artwork on my face. "Are you ok?" he asked, concerned for my emotional well-being.

I responded, "Are YOU ok?"

Travis chuckled. "I don't know. I think I might have sprained something."

Robbie returned and handed me a towel, and as I prepared to clean off my face, Travis, suspiciously squinting one eye, added, "I think you done that before."

Robbie's head spun to me. His wide-eyed expression said, "Have you?"
 
LEAH, that was WONDERFUL!!! You did it!!! Congratulations! As I was reading your words, I was watching you and witnessing the spectacle through your husband's eyes. I almost came myself!
Thank you!
 
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Wow! This is such a big step in the evolution of your relationships with both Robbie and Travis. Needles to say, some of the sexual issues that had been simmering beneath the surface are now fully exposed, so to speak.
 
thank you so much for the update.
whats next for the 3 of you?
That was a Wednesday night. I hardly saw Travis the next day, because of working so late. On Friday he texted me at work and told me he was going out with friends after work and he would be late getting home.

"Look both ways before you cross the street, and don't talk to strangers," I replied.

"OK mom," he said, and the exchange was over. But a few minutes later he texted, "Leave the door open." He was talking about my bedroom door.

"Are you going to bring me a treat when you get home?" I asked.

"a big treat"

"I look forward to it," I said.

"I know"

Oh gosh, how my heart fluttered.

Robbie and I were asleep in the dark of our bedroom, when I could just make out the sound of someone entering and coming to stand right next to the bed. I barely opened my sleepy eyes to see Travis standing there with his proud erection poking straight out in front of him. I leaned up on my elbow, and as I took the head of his cock into my mouth, I heard him very quietly sigh, "Ohhhh, yeah." With love and devotion, although still half asleep, I very gently sucked while my tongue stroked the underside of his cockhead. All the while, I could hear Robbie breathing through his mouth, dead asleep and completely unaware that his wife was next to him sucking cock. That was intensely arousing! It didn't take very long before Travis discharged his delicious treat into my mouth, spasm after spasm after spasm, and I made sure to swallow every drop. That's what dirty girls do. I whispered, "That was delicious. Thank you for the treat."

Travis replied, "You're welcome, mom," and he left the room.

I looked over at Robbie. He was sound asleep.
 
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I want to thank everyone for the support and encouragement you have given me in writing this thread. It is not just the comments I receive in the thread. I have gotten a lot of reassuring DM's, too. I get more DM's than comments in the thread.

In one DM, someone said, "Leah, Correct me if I'm mistaken, but I understand that it's not so much that you regret your behavioral decisions, but you're reluctant to actually verbalize and make public your actions and desires that are in opposition to your moral indoctrination." That is exactly it. I could not have said it better.

And there are so many others who have helped me to see things as they are and accept who I am and who Robbie is. As long as our "lifestyle" is not hurting others, we are free to enjoy whatever we want to enjoy. And I can honestly say, I am sure enjoying myself at this point! I know Travis is enjoying himself, too. And Robbie is enjoying it because I will tell him he has to...as soon as he gets me a hand towel.

Thank you all
 
Leah, I'm speechless. But I can imagine myself in your place sucking Travis's cock. It must have felt so wonderful! I've experienced that many times, but it never grows old. Again, Congratulations! I'm proud of you!
 
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... there are so many others who have helped me to see things as they are and accept who I am and who Robbie is. As long as our "lifestyle" is not hurting others, we are free to enjoy whatever we want to enjoy. And I can honestly say, I am sure enjoying myself at this point! I know Travis is enjoying himself, too. And Robbie is enjoying it because I will tell him he has to...as soon as he gets me a hand towel.
Had Robbie been awake, I'm sure that his jaw would have dropped when he saw what took place between you and Travis.
 
In re-reading the details of both times you gave Travis a blowjob, I'm struck by the fact that he has repeatedly referred to you as "mom". Considering that you babysat him when he was 9 and that he's significantly younger than you are, do you feel that there's some degree of symbolic incest play involved? I actually find that to be quite arousing. I'm intrigued by Mother-son incest myself. My own mother was a MILF, slender with huge Boobs!
 
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Leah you naughty dirty girl! Great job...twice! 😜 :devilish:
Poor Robbie missing the second show...serves him right for cumming without permission?!
Sizzling Hot adventures. Love it! 😘🔥
 
Leah, I'm speechless. But I can imagine myself in your place sucking Travis's cock. It must have felt so wonderful! I've experienced that many times, but it never grows old. Again, Congratulations! I'm proud of you!
I love it! Although it's not what I would have chosen for our first encounter. I really wanted him inside me, but let's just say, it wasn't a good time for me to be having intercourse. But come Saturday evening, I got my wish.
 
I love it! Although it's not what I would have chosen for our first encounter. I really wanted him inside me, but let's just say, it wasn't a good time for me to be having intercourse. But come Saturday evening, I got my wish.
did robbie get to watch? did you have him caged? I hope so for both
 
In re-reading the details of both times you gave Travis a blowjob, I'm struck by the fact that he has repeatedly referred to you as "mom". Considering that you babysat him when he was 9 and that he's significantly younger than you are, do you feel that there's some degree of symbolic incest play involved? I actually find that to be quite arousing. I'm intrigued by Mother-son incest myself. My own mother was a MILF, slender with huge Boobs!
The "mom" thing isn't new. Travis calls me that sometimes because I run the household. That's why I told him to "look both ways..." Is there some kind of incest play in his head? Gosh, I don't know! I'm not sure what to think about that! My first inclination is to run away from it as quickly as I can, but I have learned not to be so fast to reject things that at first seem yuck. I have to think about this
 
did robbie get to watch? did you have him caged? I hope so for both
Robbie was there, it was all on the couch again. But he wasn't caged, because I didn't know it was going to happen. But that was soon remedied.

Btw, that night I straddled Travis and I was trying to guide him inside me, but it honestly seemed too big, and in a sort of worried voice, with my face right in front of his, I said, "It's too big." Travis immediately replied, "No it's not." The next day, I told him, "So your cock is not too big?" lol
 
The "mom" thing isn't new. Travis calls me that sometimes because I run the household. That's why I told him to "look both ways..." Is there some kind of incest play in his head? Gosh, I don't know! I'm not sure what to think about that! My first inclination is to run away from it as quickly as I can, but I have learned not to be so fast to reject things that at first seem yuck. I have to think about this
It might not be incest thinking...just a fun name of endearment... as you are the boss and look after him!
 
Robbie was there, it was all on the couch again. But he wasn't caged, because I didn't know it was going to happen. But that was soon remedied.

Btw, that night I straddled Travis and I was trying to guide him inside me, but it honestly seemed too big, and in a sort of worried voice, with my face right in front of his, I said, "It's too big." Travis immediately replied, "No it's not." The next day, I told him, "So your cock is not too big?" lol
time to take control of both boys. have fun with them
 
Wow!! You go girl!!! You're on a roll!! I'm torn between admiration and envy, particularly regarding sucking Travis's thick cock. This has to be Robbie's dream come true! Each of you are in your element. I'm so happy for all of you! What's next?
 
Robbie was there, it was all on the couch again. But he wasn't caged, because I didn't know it was going to happen. But that was soon remedied.

Btw, that night I straddled Travis and I was trying to guide him inside me, but it honestly seemed too big, and in a sort of worried voice, with my face right in front of his, I said, "It's too big." Travis immediately replied, "No it's not." The next day, I told him, "So your cock is not too big?" lol
Speaking only for myself, I have never come across a cock that was "too big", but, in my case, it has to do with whether or not I can make it fit inside my throat. A woman's vagina is able to stretch in order to give birth, so width shouldn't be an issue. Obviously, Travis's cock was able to fit inside your vagina, so it must not be too big.
How does Robbie like watching Travis's cock fill you up? Did Travis's cock make you orgasm?
 
The "mom" thing isn't new. Travis calls me that sometimes because I run the household. That's why I told him to "look both ways..." Is there some kind of incest play in his head? Gosh, I don't know! I'm not sure what to think about that! My first inclination is to run away from it as quickly as I can, but I have learned not to be so fast to reject things that at first seem yuck. I have to think about this
Never having experienced actual Mother Son incest, I've only dreamed about fucking my mother, who was an extremely attractive woman with very large breasts. The idea turns me on though. There's nothing wrong with fantasizing. Many women have rape fantasies but wouldn't want it to actually happen IRL. Our brains are our largest sex organs.
 
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