Lil_Jenni's Adventures, Past and Present...

I just typed in the next part and somehow lost it when I tried to post. 😭😭😭 Shit! Sorry. It will have to wait. But you guys know the basics, so use your imagination... πŸ˜ˆπŸ’‹
 
I'm still pretty pissed off about my long post disappearing yesterday when I tried to post it. I could not face typing it again on my phone, so I've pulled out the laptop... ;)

I'm going to try to be concise, but first a word (or many) on flavor. This may be sound odd, but it was the taste of Ben's cum that really hit me with the reality that I had just sucked off a man who was not my husband. Of course, I knew what I was doing, but tasting his cum and realizing how the flavor was different really brought it home... perhaps a problematic metaphor, as doing it in my home is one of the things with which I'm struggling a little. But more on that later.

So, that different flavor brought a wave of almost guilt, but it was so yummy that I focused on the flavor rather than the source. That helped me redirect. How was it different than Hubby's flavor, you ask? Well, anyone who has tasted cum from enough different guys will tell you that there is an underlying cum flavor to every man's cum. That flavor is a combination of sweet and salty and flavor that tastes like bleach smells (or so I have seen it best described). How sweet and how salty and how bleachy depends on the guy. Also, bittern notes and/or sour notes may also be present, to varying degrees. I've rarely tasted cum that was so bitter than it masked that underlying cum tastes, but I have had really sour cum that almost did.

Hubby's cum is a balance of sweet and salty with good amount of that bleachy taste and some hints of bitterness. I love it. :heart:

Ben's cum was flat out yummy. Sweet but not too sweet, with just a little saltiness and not at all bitter or sour. :D:devilish:

And so, while he was apologizing for shotting in my mouth, I was savoring that yummy cum, and really wanting more. But, I did not follow my original plan, which was to keep him hard (like men his age can do, as I recall) and give him a second BJ (or a continuation, depending on how one looks at it). My mind (and pussy) were alive with the thought of being the first woman he went down on. Now, other than Hubby, I've rarely climaxed from a man licking my pussy. Most just didn't do it right fo me. But, it occurred to me that Ben was a clean slate. Plus, it seemed to me earlier that he had really wanted to.

Since I knew I may or may not get off, and that it might take awhile if I did, I decided I wanted to be comfortable. I led Ben upstairs to the guest bedroom (my bedroom was a no go, like kissing on the lips), disrobed him completely, and settled down onto the bed on my back, legs wide with him between them. I told him to show me how he thought licking pussy was done. It was terrible. I don't mean that judgmentally, but rather as a description. He moved his tongue in long yet kinda rapid motions, not staying in one place, or even seeming to know what place to stay, but rather licking me everywhere he could reach. You know how in some porn, the person licking pussy looks more like they are showing the camera that they are licking pussy rather than actually doing the job? It felt like that looks, and my guess is that is exactly what his model was.

I asked Ben if he knew what the clitoris was. He said he did, and I asked him to lick where he thought it was. His first attempt was low. His second high, where the labia meet at the top. So, he was in the right general area, but had no clue after that. So, I took his fingers and showed him. After that, his tongue found the right spot, and I began telling him how to lick, when to change it up, when not to change it up, etc. He took direction very, very well, as I said earlier. It was a nice orgasm too... not super intense, but slow building and rewarding. I also gave him some advice that I suspect will benefit him and the women he licks in the future. I told him never to assume he knew what would give a woman pleasure. Listen to her, both words and other sounds, and read her body (I gave him some pointers on reading mine :devilish:).

Having just had a nice orgasm, and one I had not expected to have when the day started, I told him I was going to give him another BJ to thank him. He got red again and said he needed to be thanking me for everything, not the other way around. That's when I gave him some more advice--being able to satisfy a woman with his tongue made it more likely that the woman so satisfied will want to make him happy too. Then I showed him.

This time, I had him lie back on the bed and I got between his legs on my tummy. I've always found that a more intimate, and more relaxed, position to suck cock than on my knees, although I do like that too... :devilish::devilish::devilish: And I'm not that big a fan as doing from the side as some people. I find it very hard to deepthroat that way. And deepthroating Ben was in my plans, and I wanted to be comfortable and relaxed. In retrospect, the position was probably a mistake, although it started out well.

Instead of going right to sucking, I licked all up and down his again rock hard shaft as he moaned and squirmed. Then I teased the head for a bit, slurping on it and licking it but not taking more in. More moaning and squirming from Ben. Next, I sucked a few inches in and used my tongue on the bottom of his shaft, concentrating on the area where on particularly large vein kept drawing my attention. :devilish:

After a couple minutes or so, I went for the deepthroat... and took the wrong angle. I've sucked Hubby's cock twice since then (as foreplay for our baby making attempts), and deepthroated him with ease. While doing so, I've been trying to figure out what happened with Ben. The best I can figure is that neck was more angled than normal because of Ben's longer. Anyway, the angle I was at made his cockhead hit the back of my throat just where the uvula is. And boy did I gag. I had to stop to collect myself. And when I tried again, I did better with the angle, but I started panicking when the head popped into my throat, and I backed off. That happened a few more times. Finally, I just told myself I was going to do it, and I forced myself to go lower even when the fear of gagging set in. And it worked...

...perhaps too well. Ben grabbed my head, then let it go, as his pelvis thrust upward and he shot cum down my throat. I backed off quick enough to taste some of that yummy cum, but not as much as I would have liked. As soon as he was done, he immediately apologized again. When I asked for what, he said not warning me and holding me head, which he knew girls did not like, or so he had heard. I told him it depended. Some women always want to be warned, and some women never want a guy even touching their head during a BJ, let alone hold it on when the guy comes. Then I said I personally don't need (or usually want) a warning, and I like having my head held in place while the man comes. I suggested that he find out from his future partners what they prefer and do that. Oh, and I told him never to just assume what a woman likes and do it (unless that is in the rules of the game). I really impressed on him that communication is the key. And yeah, I like to think that he's going to make some women very happy in what I also suspect is the not so distant future. I remember what freshman year is like -- a lot of people expanding boundaries. :cool:

We lay there a little, him talking a mile a minute, like he was trying to make up for not talking earlier. :rolleyes: Anyway, he was said he could never thank me enough for everything, and he talked about how I was the hottest mom in the neighborhood (maybe, but maybe not... there are some others), and how he liked that I had a fast car instead of an SUV. It was about then I noticed the time and had to usher him out the door. I did reassure him we would get together more before he leaves for college, and even said next time I might let him fuck my mouth. He got red and tongue tied again, but he left happy. :D;):devilish:

I feel... pretty good. I have that almost guilt feeling, but I think that's really just me thinking I should not want or enjoy sex with other people. I felt kind of the same when I was first with my ex-girlfriend. I got over that, so I think I will this time too. But I am inclined to not do anything else with Ben in my home. I think about it every time I'm at the kitchen table or I walk by the guest bedroom. I mean, I think about it at other times too, some good and some not so good, but it's involuntary in the kitchen and the guest bedroom. So, I'm trying to talk my friend Misty into letting me use her place when she and her roommate are out. She's agreed, which is good. I also want her to meet Ben, because I have a diabolical plan for her to do what I cannot, which is to take his intercourse v-card. She's not agreed yet, because she says if she's going to be with a man instead of a woman, she wants him to be experienced. But I think once she meets Ben, she'll come around... ;) :devilish:
 
I really enjoyed reading that!

I don't know exactly how things are between you and your husband, but the thing that got me over the guilt feeling was realizing that my husband really wanted me to be happy and that if being with others was required to make that happen, then he was happy when I got the chance to do it. Once I figured that out, I never felt guilty again.
 
Just got out of an optometrist appointment. I've always been a bit nearsighted, and I have glasses and contacts I wear sometimes but don't need for everything. But for the first time in my life, I've been having some eye fatigue when reading. The doctor told me I would benefit from progressive lenses... Which I heard as bifocals. WTF! 😳

I'm only 35 (well, 36 in a few months), and I'm still young and hot... Well, too young and hot for bifocals... 😒

Anyway, I called Hubby to commiserate, and he suggested I try over the counter reading glasses and admitted he had some at work for documents with small print. Ummm.... It's way to soon for this shit! 🀬
 
The doctor told me I would benefit from progressive lenses... Which I heard as bifocals. WTF! 😳

I've been wearing progressive lenses for years. They take a bit of getting used to, but they have the advantage that they don't look like bifocals. No one can tell, without a very close inspection of the lens, that they are progressive.
 
I've been wearing progressive lenses for years. They take a bit of getting used to, but they have the advantage that they don't look like bifocals. No one can tell, without a very close inspection of the lens, that they are progressive.
Yeah, but I would know... 🀣

I'll probably go that route. Just had to vent first... πŸ™„

Oh, have you tried to progressive contact lenses? If so, do they work okay?
 
Yeah, but I would know... 🀣

I'll probably go that route. Just had to vent first... πŸ™„

Oh, have you tried to progressive contact lenses? If so, do they work okay?
At age 42 I went from never having worn glasses straight to progressive. I had no clue how bad my vision was for reading until I put on the glasses. There are some really cool glasses out there. Splurge and get a pair with a signature style. My lenses have no lines so no one has a clue they are progressive. I did try the progressive eye contacts but had massive headaches and could never adjust to them.

The glasses can be helpful at keeping cum out of your eyes while letting you see it until it lands! 😝
 
Hi. New to this thread and I think it's awesome. Very jealous of Ben. And nearing where my personal position is about to be full time glasses instead of now where it's just while on computer or reading. Can't do contacts - I don't like sticking things in my eyes.
 
Hi. New to this thread and I think it's awesome. Very jealous of Ben. And nearing where my personal position is about to be full time glasses instead of now where it's just while on computer or reading. Can't do contacts - I don't like sticking things in my eyes.
Welcome, Tom! Glad you're enjoying the thread! ❀️

The optometrist said I could probably get away without the progressives for a few more years, but he questioned why I would want to make things harder for myself.

The answer's vanity, of course, and we both knew it although neither of us said it... πŸ™„
 
Can't do contacts - I don't like sticking things in my eyes.

I'm with Tom on that one, I hate trying to put in contacts. I haven't used them since I got progressives, so I can't really say if they work well or not.
 
Just chiming in.

Why is β€œvanity” considered so taboo and negative? If you are doing something for yourself that makes feel beautiful, powerful, sexy, whatever, that is a good thing. I don’t mean to please other people, but self image has an effect on attitude in an upward spiral.

And….. glasses are hot!
 
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Some quick updates since I've been so busy the last few days...

On Thursday I ordered my new glasses with progressive lenses. The frames are made by Tiffany's and are Tiffany blue and black. Would you believe it's the first time since I first had glasses that I have not chosen red frames?

Oh, also on Thursday, Ben came over to help me with heavy storage totes. But it proved too hot (in more ways than one) for us to work in the garage. 😈 So, we went inside and had some fun instead. Amazingly, he wanted to start out going down on me. He said he'd been thinking about it since last week, and had even researched techniques. Of course, I did not object. And boy did he deliver. I gave him pointers, of course, but he stared out strong and just got better and better. I had not one, not two, but three Big Os. At only his second time licking pussy, he's already better than all but two of the guys who ever licked my pussy. 🀩🀩🀩😁😁😁

He fucked my mouth too, like I had told him he could. I asked how he wanted to do it. He chose me being on my knees. He was tentative at first, but with some encouragement, he got going pretty good. He lasted quite a while too (he told me after he had masturbated right before coming over). I was soaked and extremely aroused by the time he finished. He wanted to come in my mouth like last time, but I pulled away and let him paint my face instead. I then had him scoop up his cum and feed it to me. He looked shocked and awed for the entire experience. πŸ˜ˆπŸ˜‰πŸ˜

I sent him off with a promise of anal next time. As soon as he was gone, I masturbated to the memory of him fucking my face, as well as fantasizing about being his first in every hole. I came once almost immediately, and a second time a short while later.

That brings me to a question for the guys. I've always thought it must be somewhat a let down if a guy's first time fucking a woman's pussy was with a condom on. I'm quite sure I was the first for several guys in college and before, but back then, I didn't make them wear condoms. However, the couple of guys I know I deflowered when I worked at a brothel wore condoms, and they didn't complain. It just seems it would be disappointing.

But I've promised Hubby I will not let other guys fuck my puss unless they are wearing a condom. I also said I wouldn't while we are trying to get pregnant, but I all that's moot if I got pregnant last week while I was fertile. So... Would it be disappointing for Ben if his first time fucking a pussy is with a condom on?
 
I love your naughty stories. As for condoms I prefer bareback but I’ve also u derstood when she wanted condoms to be used. If asked I would wear them for her.
 
Shit... I forgot about the rest of the last few days.

Thursday night -- worshipped Hubby's cock and refused his attempts to reciprocate. He came a bunch after I edged hi. For almost two hours... He probably thinks I was with Misty, as I did the same thing when I used to spend afternoons with my GF.

Friday -- had lunch with the aforementioned Misty. Talked to her again about her deflowering Ben if I couldn't. She's still a 'no' on that. ☹️

We did go back to her place and play for a out an hour. 😈 That was very nice. 🀩

Friday night -- Hubby got worshipped the second night in a row. He almost insisted on reciprocating, but I told him I didn't feel up to it. It was less than an hour this time, because he kinda took the pace into his own hands near the end. 😁

Saturday -- it was a family day. Hubby, Kiddo, and I had fun out despite the heat.

Saturday night -- I told Hubby I wanted it rough. He was a bit hesitant, but it was still a good hard fuck. 😈 😁

I was ready to go again this morning, but Hubby very nicely explained he needed a rest. He did make me come on his fingers, which was very nice. 😁
 
My numbers are pretty low as far as how many women I've slept with but some were with condoms and some without and it didn't really matter because the first time with someone is just fucking hot and exciting that it's all good and I'm guessing Ben will feel that way too
 
Just dropping in for a wave to politely say I've been reading your adventures, getting awfully hard doing so, and looking forward to more (guess what I'm waving).

Also, I think first vaginal sex will be mind blowing for him condom or no. I prefer without when it's an option (who doesn't), but sometimes I'll wear one for awhile just to decrease the sensation a bit and last longer when that's what we're going for.

Thanks for sharing your steamy life and adventures!
 
Well, it turns out that I needn't have worried about Ben's first time with vaginal intercourse. Seems he got himself laid Saturday night.

He told me he was at a party with the same girl he made out with at the graduation party, and they started making out again. But this time, he had more confidence and went for it. I guess fingering her led to licking her (he thanked my profusely for teaching him that) which led to fucking. He promised me more details when we meet next.

So, I guess I don't have to worry about that anymore and can concentrate on things he still hasn't done. Oh, and Misty is off the hook for being my proxy... πŸ™„πŸ€£
 
First off, condoms don't bother me.

Ben is a lucky bastard.

Glasses are hot. I haven't needed them yet due to my low eye blood pressure, but I was assured I would at some point.
 
Sounds like Ben is having a rather good summer.
Yeah, I’d say Ol’ Ben is having his BEST summer…ever!πŸ˜‚

I seem to remember, if I get in the way back machine, that these sort of things happened in batches like this. I do know this…every dude reading this is like, DAMN! Where were these neighborhood mama’s when we were growing up! πŸ€£πŸ˜‚
 
How can a week be busy and dull at the same time? I'm not sure, but I had that this week. πŸ™„

I did go in to the school to meet our new vice principal. She seems like a nice woman, probably mid-fifties. No worries about any intrusive sexual fantasies, however. She's not at all my type when it comes to women. πŸ˜‰

Ben cancelled on coming over this week. Seems he's spending a lot of time with his female friend. He is quite sure that last weekend was not her first time, and evidently she didn't realize it was his because he was so good at giving oral. They've hooked up twice this last week, he told me. I guess anal with me is not as alluring as pussy with her... 🀣🀣🀣

He did lament no oral from her yet and asked how he could bring it up. I suggested he suggest 69ing next time he went down on her. I haven't heard back about whether he tried and if it worked.

The real kicker was his mom texted me to apologize for him not helping me this week. I laughed when I read it, then felt guilty for her thinking I needed help when really I am corrupting her son... πŸ™„

So, to make myself feel a bit more energized, I dropped the kiddo off at daycare, went home and put on denim cutoffs, a pale yellow tube top I've not had the courage to wear anywhere but in the house for Hubby (I wore them all the time way back πŸ™„), and red cowboy boots. I also teased out my hair. I look trashy AF. I'm going shopping at a grocery store a long way away from my house. 😈😈😈
 
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How can a week be busy and dull at the same time? I'm not sure, but I had that this week. πŸ™„

I did go in to the school to meet our new vice principal. She seems like a nice woman, probably mid-fifties. No worries about any intrusive sexual fantasies, however. She's not at all my type when it comes to women. πŸ˜‰

Ben cancelled on coming over this week. Seems he's spending a lot of time with his female friend. He is quite sure that last weekend was not her first time, and evidently she didn't realize it was his because he was so good at giving oral. They've hooked up twice this last week, he told me. I guess anal with me is not as alluring as pussy with her... 🀣🀣🀣

He did lament no oral from her yet and asked how he could bring it up. I suggested he suggest 69ing next time he went down on her. I haven't heard back about whether he tried and if it worked.

The real kicker was his mom texted me to apologize for him not helping me this week. I laughed when I read it, then felt guilty for her thinking I needed help when really I am corrupting her son... πŸ™„

So, to make myself feel a bit more energized, I dropped the kiddo off at daycare, went home and put on denim cutoffs, a pale yellow tube top I've not had the courage to wear anywhere but in the house for Hubby (I wore them all the time way back πŸ™„), and red cowboy boot. I also teased out my hair. I look trashy AF. I'm going shopping at a grocery store a long way away from my house. 😈😈😈
How can a week be busy and dull at the same time? I'm not sure, but I had that this week. πŸ™„

I did go in to the school to meet our new vice principal. She seems like a nice woman, probably mid-fifties. No worries about any intrusive sexual fantasies, however. She's not at all my type when it comes to women. πŸ˜‰

Ben cancelled on coming over this week. Seems he's spending a lot of time with his female friend. He is quite sure that last weekend was not her first time, and evidently she didn't realize it was his because he was so good at giving oral. They've hooked up twice this last week, he told me. I guess anal with me is not as alluring as pussy with her... 🀣🀣🀣

He did lament no oral from her yet and asked how he could bring it up. I suggested he suggest 69ing next time he went down on her. I haven't heard back about whether he tried and if it worked.

The real kicker was his mom texted me to apologize for him not helping me this week. I laughed when I read it, then felt guilty for her thinking I needed help when really I am corrupting her son... πŸ™„

So, to make myself feel a bit more energized, I dropped the kiddo off at daycare, went home and put on denim cutoffs, a pale yellow tube top I've not had the courage to wear anywhere but in the house for Hubby (I wore them all the time way back πŸ™„), and red cowboy boot. I also teased out my hair. I look trashy AF. I'm going shopping at a grocery store a long way away from my house. 😈😈😈
Sometimes it is a little rough when the fledglings leave the roost. Nothing remedies the need for wanton ogling like a tube top and cutoffs - especially at the grocery store. Be a real tease and have some fun in the produce section. I'm sure you know which items elicit the best ego boosting responses. Not that I've done it much. Every other week for the past 20 years isn't considered "much" is it??? You may even find a new Ben!

I should do some shopping this weekend.πŸ˜‰
 
I'm back home with all my groceries and some great ego boosting memories. 😈

The store I chose was filled with older shoppers, so I mainly got stares (both approving and disapproving) rather than comments or followers. One guy in his forties or so did hit on me, but I told him I was married. I think he called me a "fucking tease" under his breath as he walked away, but that's okay. πŸ™„

And best of all, a very attractive woman about my age, an assistant manager at the store, it turns out, bagged my groceries and then insisted on helping me take them out. Outside, she told me she was envious I had the nerve to do what I had done. She said she'd lost a lot of weight over the past few years, but she doesn't confident enough to dress like me. I thought it kind of odd she was telling me all this, and lingering while I put my groceries in the trunk.

So, I decided on a more direct approach to find out, since it had worked with Ben. I told her I thought she was attractive and that I had no doubt she could pull off wearing skimpy clothing. Then I told her I'd like to see it when she got her confidence up. She blushed furiously, but we exchanged numbers. πŸ˜‰
 
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