American Dream: Part 5 (Patreon)

Sarah: Wednesday, 6:07 pm

From the moment he’d gotten home, all through supper, and now as we sat beside each other reading our books my eyes kept returning to my husband.  Gosh he sure looked good today.  Ever since handsome Cody had given me that friendly hug and kiss to the cheek my body had yearned for a man’s touch.  Having sneaked a peak at Cody’s prodigious bulge and firm butt certainly didn’t help either.  My body felt so full and ripe for the taking.  My breasts were so sensitive, my nipples were firm, and my coochie was hot, moist, and begging to be entered.

I fan myself with a hand and glance over the pages Alfred’s way yet again.  Over and over I kept thinking about coming onto him again, maybe even going down on him again, but today I really wanted him to initiate things.  I’m not sure if I desired to see some old-fashioned masculine libido from him or if some insecure part of me wanted proof that Alfred really did desire me like he says he does or if it was that I didn’t want to come off as some needy trollop.  Which ever way it was, if something was going to happen, I was going to have to be Alfred to take the reins this evening.  I just hope he did it soon!

Thankfully he doesn’t leave me waiting too long, though he takes in a direction I never could have expected.

Lowering his book he looks over at me.  “I think I’m going to start masturbating.”

His words are a dagger through my wifely heart.  “What!?”  I whimper.  “But…but…I thought…you still wanted me…”

“No, no, no.”  He says and pats my leg.  “Not because I don’t want you baby.  Because I DO want you.”

“Huh?  That doesn’t make any sense.”

“I was talking to Crystal today…”

“Crystal?”

“Yeah.”  He says.  “I was asking her about your conversation and…stuff.  Well, we got to talking and I asked her how I might last longer, in bed, and, well, she said I should practice masturbation.”

“Oh.”  I say.  “Uh…wow.”

He laughs.  “It was a strange conversation I can tell you.”

“Sounds like it.”

“Anyway.  I figure if I can get more practice I can last longer for you.”

“Oh.  Oh!  OHHH!”  I grin as the ramifications slowly dawns on me.  Alfred lasting longer in the sack!?  Yes please!  “He he he.  That sounds nice.”

“Right?”

“Okay, um, okay.”  I say.  “So…how are you gonna…do it.”

“I dunno.”  He says as he looks down to his crotch.  “I thought I’d start like once a day or something and see how it goes.”

“Good idea.”  I put my book to the side and sidle closer.  “Can I help?”

He looks at me with a sort of adorable, if pitiful, puppy dog look.  “Would you?”

“Of course!”  I say excitedly.  “So, um, wanna do it now?”

He laughs.  “If you want to.”

“Yes!”  I pull my legs up under me and kneel on the sofa beside him.  My motions hurried from lustful anticipation I open his belt and trousers.  This wasn’t what I had fantasized about doing with him but right now I would take anything sexy.  I let out a loud giggle as his little soldier springs out to meet me already at attentions.  “He he he!  You’re hard already!”

“Have been most of the day.”  He says.  “All this sex talk lately has me all riled up.”

“Me too.”  I confess.  “I’ve never felt like this before.”

I help him off with his pants and underwear then unbutton his shirt so that he wouldn’t get any stains on it from when he ejaculated. It felt so naughty with me still fully clothed and him naked except for his socks.  Naughty in a good way.  This was all so exhilarating!

I rub my hands together to warm them.  “So you want me just rub it until it spurts?”

“Yeah.  I guess so.  I think that’s how it’s done.”

“Do you want…lotion or something?”

“I don’t think so.”  He says, as clueless about this as I was.  “Just don’t squeeze too hard.”

“Okay.”

As I continue to warm my hands I stare at his arousal and how it would flex and twitch with a life of its own.  Honestly, in the twenty years we’d been together, this was the longest I had actually seen his penis erect.  Usually when fully hard his manhood was either concealed by covers or darkness, or was actually inside of me.  Even yesterday he’d been inside of my mouth for almost the entire time he was at full mast.  Now that I was really looking at it in full light sprouting up from his pubes like some slender headed mushroom poking through a mossy forest floor…I couldn’t help but notice that it was kinda small.  Handsome, but small.  Not that I really knew as it was the only ding-dong I’d ever really looked at, but it wasn’t nearly as big as that six inch zucchini.  The length was sorta close but it was the girth where the veggie clearly had him beat.  No wonder I had felt such a difference.  Seeing him and remembering the nice way that thing felt inside of me…I’m ashamed to admit that it woulda been kinda nice if Alfred had been that big too.  But there was nothing for it.  That’s just what nature gave him.  Thinking about that line of green phallus did get me to wondering though.

“Hold on.”  I say, reaching back to the end table to grab my phone.  “I’ve got an app here somewhere…here it is.”  Opening the ruler app I bring it alongside my husbands manhood.

“What?  Why?”

“I’m curious!”  I say.  “Now flex big.  Big as you can.  That’s it.”  I slip the phone beneath his hard-on and press the base firmly into his pubic bone.  “Five and a quarter.  That’s as big as you can make it?”

“Yup.”  He nods with a grunt of effort.  “That’s pretty good I think.”

“Mmm.”  I nod, deciding to keep the fact that I was pretty darn sure six was average to myself.  “It is pretty good.”  I close the app and I am about to put my phone back when he stops me.

“Hold on.”  He says.  “You have a timer on that?”

“Yeah.”

“Put it on for…six minutes.”

“Oh?”

“Sure.”  He says.  “And next time I’ll try for seven.”

I giggle.  “Like a personal best at the gym.”

“Exactly.  I’m in training here, remember.”

I take hold of his stiff willy and give it a squeeze.  “Such a strong muscle!”  With a chuckle he gives my boob a squeeze right back.  “Oooo!”  He begins to unbutton my blouse as I settle in beside and ready myself to start.  I wait until he has me unbuttoned and help him to remove my bra before beginning.  Good golly does his hand feel good groping my boobs!

“Ready?”

He nods.

With that I start the timer, take him in a light grip and begin to stroke.  “Maybe we should have put on a naughty movie?”

“No.”  He sighs.  “This is good.”

We go quiet a moment, me stroking my hand up and down as he sat watching me and fondling my breasts with his near hand.  This was so different.  So new.  Our sex life might be pretty plain according to Crystal but for us this was SO kinky!  And it had me SO horny.  I can’t remember the last time I had had such frisky fun.

“This feels nice.”  He says already a bit breathless.

“Oh good.”

After about ten more pumps he shifts in his seat and settles back again.

“One minute.”  I say as the sixty second mark passes.  “You’re doing so good.”

“Mm hm.”  He nods.

His hand which had been massaging my breast goes still to just hold it in a firm squeeze and I catch his opposite hand gripping his thigh as his body  We are nearing the two minute mark and I could tell he was struggling.  Hoping to help him make his time I try to distract him.  “Was there anything else she suggested?”

“Hrff!”  He huffs, his stomach tightening.  “Huh?”

“Crystal.”  I say while subtly easing up on my grip.  “Anything else she thought might help?”

“No…just…”

“Just?”

He lets out a breathy laugh.  “She said…if I wanted to see you satisfied…that we could…borrow Cody.”

“Borrow Cod…?  OH!”  I gasp as her meaning sinks in.  “Oh my!”

“Hfff!  Can believe that woman?”  His brows furrow with intense concentration.  “Young people these days.”

“That’s terrible.”  I say.  “Two minutes thirty.  You’re doing so good honey.”

“Hrm.”  He squirms.  “She said…it was just sex.”  He gulps.  “Imagine!  You and Cody.”  In my hand his erection flexes to a steel hardness that I had rarely felt in him before.  From his tip a dewy drop of precum sprouts then dribbles down the front.  “Ridiculous.”

“Oh!  Yes.”  I blush.  “Ridiculous.”  Despite myself…the image of that big bulge in our young neighbors trousers from this afternoon as I was knelt in front of him flashes through my mind.  “Golly.”

Suddenly Alfred was squeezing my tit hard.  “Baby…slow down…ohhhh God…MMMMMMM!”

His penis throbs and a moment later I feel hot goo on my hand.  I look down to see my husband splurting his seed all over the place.  “Oh gosh!”  I point his dick up his belly to try to help contain the mess.

“Huhhhh!  Huhhhh!  Huhhhh!”  He groans and thrusts with my strokes as I milk the semen from his manhood as pleasurably as I knew how to do.

My other hand quietly slips over to my phone and taps the stop button.  The numbers freeze on ‘00:03:13’.  My beloved hubby had been aiming for six, but he’d barely gotten past halfway.  Echoing in my memory, as unwelcome as the vision of Cody’s bulging crotch, comes Faith’s too blunt words about her father…premature ejaculator.

***

Alfred: 10:26 pm

Even with Sarah’s assurances me that all was well the rest of the evening had been touch awkward as I felt pretty damned embarrassed by my quick release from earlier.  The pressure of her watching me and timing me had somehow made my will to not cum turn in on itself to make me cum even faster.  It had been a lot of fun yet it bugged me that I had fallen so pitifully short of my goal, but I remind myself that it was only the first time and that I would get better with practice.  What got to me more deeply though were what I’d been thinking about just before release.  Not even really thoughts actually.  More snippets of wildly erotic images and ideas revolving around what we’d been talking about at the time that hadn’t the chance to coalesce into coherent thoughts as they’d been interrupted by a sudden and insanely powerful orgasm.  Afterward we laughed it off, Sarah told me how well I’d done, and I make a vow that I’d do better tomorrow.  It ended in smiles and kisses yet something about the whole experience left me bemused and slightly uneasy.

My whirling mind had finally begun to settle enough so that I could go to bed when I am walking up behind Sarah who stood at the sink rinsing out our ice cream bowls.  I was about to tell her that I was going to go read and that I’d meet her in bed when she raises a hand to stop me.  I stop an arms length from her.  “What is it?”

“Shhhh.”  She puts a finger to her mouth.  “Listen.”

Coming up beside her I fall quiet.  It doesn’t take long to hear what she was hearing.  From through the open window above the sink comes a faint yet distinct woman’s moan.  “Ohhhhhhh!”

“Is that…?”

“Mmm hmm.”  She nods.  “It’s Crystal.  They must have a window open.”  She slides over to wedge herself between my body and sink counter and pulls my arms around her.  “Sounds like they’re having fun.”

“Ohhhhhh Cody!”

“Uh…yeah.”  I whisper.  “We shouldn’t listen.”

“No.”  She agrees.

Yet we both remain rooted to the spot.  As we go still and silent other details slowly begin to emerge.  Mingled with Crystals moans comes the low bass of Cody’s repeated grunts with a steady rhythm of flesh clapping flesh providing a beat.  Every so often there would a smack that I could only assume was a spank to the ass followed instantly by Crystal’s ecstatic yelp.

“AH!  Fuck yes!  FUCK MEEEE!”

“Goooolly!”

There was something in these voyeuristic sounds, my wife’s longing gasp, and the way her big soft behind pressed tight into me that stirred my manhood to life in record time.  Sarah feels it too.  Pulling my hands tighter around her body she starts to wriggle and writhe against me with wanton desire.

“Oh Alfred.”  She pleads.  “Make love to me.”

It would be the third time in three days, an unprecedented run for Sarah and I, but I was hardly about to deny her.  I wanted her right now as much as she wanted me.  Sliding my hands up under her shirt I fill them with her breasts.  I lean down and nuzzle into the side of her neck and begin to kiss the tender perfumed skin.

“Ohhh Alfred.”

I was just about to pull her away and guide her back to the bedroom when she reaches behind her to stroke my cock through my pajamas.  A moment later she is pulling down the waist of her comfy joggers panties and all.  She wanted me to take her right here over the sink!  She bends over and thrusts her backside into me.  I pull down my pajama pants and let them fall to my ankles and guide my hard dick into her waiting womanhood.

“Ohhhhhh.”  We both sigh at the entry.

So hot.  So wet!  Wow.  If I didn’t know that she was on birth control I would have sworn she was ovulating again she was so aroused.  Taking her hips I begin to make love to her.

Wafting through the open window with the night breeze comes the sounds of Crystal and Cody’s passion from across the yard.  Without even meaning to I find myself matching the pace and intensity of the noises we were hearing.  And by doing so I inadvertently stumble into direct competition with the lad.

Sarah sense it too as she lets out a hard breath and tightens her pussy around my shaft.  “Ohhh yes Alfred.”  She whispers.  “Yes.  Like that!”

I snort and throw myself into make love to her with power and purpose.  Some secret, prideful part of me welcomed the challenge.  Some insecure part of me wanted to show Sarah that I could hang with my handsome secretary.  And some part of her LOVED it as well.

“Ohhh…ohhh…mmmmm.”  She was already trembling and making the cute noises she always did when an orgasm was close.  Not only that, she was actually pushing back into my thrusts!  Yet another new thing.  “Ohhh Alfred.”

“Ohhh fuck!  Yes!”  Crystal’s lusty song of wailing ecstasy echoes across the backyard.  “YES!”

From in our kitchen Sarah’s tiny muted mewls are contained but rising.  “Hmmm…mmmmm!”

The clapping of sweaty bodies get louder and faster as do the grunts and wails.  Not wanting to be outshone I shift to match them…but no sooner had I sped up to equal their rhythm when I was feeling that familiar pressure building in my balls.  Gripping her wide hips I snort and focus on push back the rising pressure with all I had.

“FUCK!  OHHH FUCK!”

“Mmm, Alfred, oooo.”

The feminine duet of sexual joy swirl around me as the pressure rises.

Smack!  “OH GOD!  CODY!”

For the first time we hear Cody reply.  “Take it!  Take that big cock you whore!  Cum for me you fuckin slut!”

“Oh God!”  Sarah gasps loudly at Cody’s hard masculine tone.

“Damn it!”  I grunt as, in the blink of an eye, the pressure bursts.  “NNNGH!”

“No!”  Mewls Sarah.  “Not yet!”  She furiously thrusts back against my cumming dick.  “Don’t stop!”

I grip her hips as hard as I can and do my best to continue thrusting to Cody’s rhythm.  It was rough though as I had never had to try to maintain my concentration through an orgasm before.  Normally Sarah always climaxed at the same time I did.

“Hrf!  Hrmm!  Mmmm!”  Grunting and groaning,  heaving and huffing, I continue making love all through my orgasm and beyond.  The sounds of penetration become sloppy and lewd as my slowly shrinking member plunged in and out of her creamy coochie.  “Nnngh!”

“So close.”  She whimpers.  With my fresh seed dripping steadily from her wet slit and my sensitive manhood beginning to flag I am barely able to take her over the edge at the last possible second.  “Ohhhhh.”  She sighs softly and blissfully as her voluptuous body trembles.  “Ohhhh Alfreeeeed.”  A moment later my spent penis flops from her spasming entrance.  I try to force the flaccid flesh back into her but it is quickly squeezed out again from her hard clenching pussy.

The pair of us are left panting.  It had only been a couple of minutes but what a couple of minutes it had been!  I might have beaten my time from earlier, but if so it wasn’t by much.

Meanwhile, across the yard…  “YES!  YES!  OHHHH FUUUCK YES!!!  OHHH GOD!  YES!”

Crystal and Cody’s lovemaking carries on unabated.  And I found myself wishing…that I could give Sarah what Crystal was getting.  My wife had barely gotten one orgasm from me, quiet and pleasant, where as across the yard we had heard Crystal climb to at least two wild climaxes in just the time we’d been listening in.  And they gave no signs of stopping anytime soon.  It had been a competition alright, but I knew now there was only ever going to be one winner.  I felt humbled in a way I never had before.  And jealous about what he could do for his woman that I could not.

Sarah pulls up her pants and rises.  Turning around she snuggles into me and kisses my chest.  “That was…incredible my King.  Ohhhhh.”

“Yeah.”  I pant and swallow.  “Incredible.”

With a backward glance Sarah reaches back and closes the window then turns back to hug me close.  “Let’s go to bed baby.”

Part 6