Nymphomaniac

I’ve been married to the wife of most male fantasies almost ten years now. These ten years have been punctuated by some love adventures that make others pale by comparison. Joy has always been a free spirit, but given his heavenly body, it was easy to ignore. During the first five years of marriage, we explored ourselves in every possible sexual way. I didn’t see how our love life could be richer.

I guess my sex life started one day in the summer of my thirteenth year while I was doing my chores. I was in my brother’s room that kept his clothes clean, and I found a pile of pornographic magazines in his drawer. Out of curiosity about what could be so big about things like that, I pulled them and went to my room. I closed and locked my door, then sat on my bed and started looking in the magazines. There was a photo of naked or semi-nudes girls in erotic poses, and reader stories about their various sexual exploits. After reading and looking for a while, I started thinking that if sex was as exciting and mysterious as these magazines did to be, then maybe I was missing (I guess for the first time I was getting excited). I started wondering how my body compared to the girls’ bodies in the pictures, so I removed my clothes and sunk before my full mirror with the magazines broadcast in front of me. I look pretty good. My hair was long on my shoulders and brown, my blue eyes, and my lips were full and soft. My five-foot shape was smooth and firm with the young. In the summer, I was tanned a rich brown outside of the milky white triangles on my smooth round ass, soft blonde pussy, and pit, boobs size fishing.

I just wanted to write a little about my naughty wife. My hobby helps my wife find herself with a guy (for sex). I can’t help him. It’s so hot that it’s the only sexual pleasure I’m interested in. We’ve been doing it for 12 years now and far.

My wife Judy seems shy and a little clean to most people. She was a virgin years ago, but I quickly learned that she was super sexy. She never had enough. She would often go to the living room with a dildo when I was done. My first clue that she wanted more was when we were married about 1 year, one night during the sex, she started saying “I love so fucked, oh how I like to fuck dick.” and she looked at me with a very dirty look. I have so many ad horny I couldn’t bear it. It took years to go from there to an active swing.