The Sexiest Thing I’ve Ever Seen

I just bet if you’re a guy who’s been swinging or in ENM spaces, you’ve had less than optimum head. I get that it’s perhaps the oddest thing on earth to be picky with or complain about, but yes Virginia, there is bad head. Teeth can be a great addition to a BJ, they can also be hard on losing problematic. I’ve experienced both. A too toothy BJ isn’t an all that uncommon problem, and I’m not jumbo sized below the belt.

Regretted may be a bit of a reach, but there are people I wouldn’t go out of my way to have a repeat from.

IDK if it’s a technique problem, geometry of the mouth, size of the teeth, I don’t know. I do know that until you reach the point of mouth to penis contact, it’s unpredictable how it’s going to go. Big ‘ol DSL’s (Dick Sucking Lips) aren’t indicative of anything.

Of course, attitude and enthusiasm are important as well. I don’t think anyone, male or female is a fan of low energy oral. Kate tells a story about a night on the town with her friend Linda long before we met. She (Kate) remembers looking across the bed and seeing Linda eating Pringles while a guy was “busy” doing a less than amazing job of going down on her.

Kate gives great head. She can suck start a B-52 and suck a golf ball thru a garden hose. You’d swear to God she has dentures and removed them. Much like a hicky from Kenickie, a Kate BJ is the Hallmark of head.

If you’re reading us for the first time……Kate and I are a married couple in our 50’s whose relationship is Ethically Non-Monogamous (ENM). We’re swingers, our marriage is open; we have sex with other people. We’re in a committed relationship, and somewhere on the polyamorous and cuckold spectrums; Kate has a boyfriend (or two) and is a Hotwife. It’s neither of our first marriages. We met in a 12 step meeting; we’re each more than a decade sober now. If you’re curious about how this all works, we talk about our relationship in varying degrees of depth in other posts. We have an email address listed in our “about” page if you would like to contact us.

I don’t think we’ve mentioned Big Jake before now. IDK, maybe we have. If so, it’s been a minute. Anyway, Big Jake was the other guy in our first MFM. We met him on one of the sites, pretty sure it was AFF (yes, we’ve been on AFF a time or two over the years). Big Jake’s energy from the word go was much more forwardly sexually than mine’s ever been. He’s got a touch of bad boy in him, and isn’t shy at all.

I’ve talked about being off put when first exposed to rougher toss Kate around sexual energy; it was him who gave me my first exposure. That energy has never been my forte, and until our first experience with Big Jake, I had almost convinced myself that sort of thing was a creation of porn. Nope. It’s a thing, and Kate LOVES it.

Big Jake, in case his name didn’t give it away, is a big dude. Not a gym rat, just a naturally big man. He’s also hung like a horse. For a period of time, he was Kate’s biggest. It’s a fair statement to say that he has big dick energy (BDE).

Hard to define BDE, it’s like what Justice Stewart said about porn; I know it when I see it. It’s kindof a swaggar without being an asshole. It’s not universal with bigger guys, nor is unheard of for smaller guys to overcompensate and think they’ve got more going on than they do.

Sometime down the road, was it a year or so after we first met him? I don’t remember. Time is getting fuzzier and fuzzier as more of it passes by. Anyway, Big Jake became another first for us. He was Kate’s first 100% solo partner. At this point she’d had some solo play with me out of the room, but this was the first time without me around at all. They got together at his place, which is 45 minutes away. I gave her a kiss goodbye, and Clifford and I watched her drive off.

There wasn’t much mystery about it at all for me. I’d seen and been involved with the two of them, knew how they reacted to each other, knew the bed they’d be on. It was a solid step further afield for us that we were each comfortable with.

We’ve never been a huge picture / video couple. Sure, we’ve got some, but it’s never been a get the lighting setup and have a dedicated camera on a tripod thing.

Ya hear some (maybe most??) couples who do the things we do have some sort of picture or video “requirement” of the wife’s time with her special guest star. That’s never been us. Maybe it’s a point where we drift further into the poly side of things and away from the cuck / hotwife side. I always appreciate a pic or two, but it’s not mandated. To me, that would be rude.

The time Kate has with her lovers is theirs, not mine. Sure, that’s not a set in stone thing, if it’s a more cuckold leaning date, I’ll likely be involved in some way. At this point in time, that’s not the majority of our experiences. I do enjoy the voyeuristic side of all this, and Kate does enjoy the exhibitionism as well. That said, this is about her doing her sex life on her terms.

That right there is where I take my hardest detour from what seems to be the “norm” for a husband with a wife in Kate’s ballpark; my lack of placing demands on her while she’s out and about. It’s different energy. If Kate’s off with a guy for the night, HER COMFORT ZONE is best served with minimum involvement from me. Her focus is in the moment and on the people she’s sharing time with. It seems off for me to give her the space to be who she is and then tell her how to go about it.

In case you’ve not followed the Scooby Doo like mystery ever so painstakingly laid out before you, the pic referenced in this posts title involved Kates mouth and the back half Big Jake’s cock. Kate was doing an expert job of hiding the front half.

Big Jake took the pic, it’s from his POV. He’s standing up, Kate’s on her knees in front of him, they’re both naked. Her right arm is resting on the bed, left hand gripping (with a very pronounced gap between thumb and pointer finger….Jake’s a girthy dude) the base of his cock, her bicep jutting out a bit. You can just make out her knees, and they’re spread apart a perfectly slutty amount. Her left nipple is just visible.

Her shoulders and face have a hint of summer left on them, but the glittery black nail polish points closer to Halloween. The diamond ring I put on her finger is understated and unmistakable in the pic.

There’s nothing subtle about the pic. Big Jake is clearly hard enough to cut glass and it’s equally apparent his entire length has been in her mouth already. Kate is obviously in her element.

With this alone, it’s a hot sexy as hell picture. Then there’s Kate’s eyes.

She’s looking up at the camera, her left eye perfectly well lit, the right in a bit of a shadow. She’s 100% unashamed, and dead ass looking straight into the lense. More to the point, she’s looking straight at me.

The blowjob was Big Jake’s and Big Jake’s alone, the pic was for me and for us tho.

If there’s a single point in time that solidified our sexual path and made clear what was possible, this pic is a record of it. Before this adventure with Big Jake and this pic, there was potential, there was unknown, there were a lot of IDK’s, maybe’s and we’ll see’s. The look on her face and in her eyes, the raw sexual and slutty energy communicated more than words could, and told me everything I needed to know.

How in the wide wide world of sports is it mid August already? I just can’t sometimes.

Lots of family stuff coming up the rest of the month; back to school for one set of grandkids, and week long visit from the other set, soccer season is in full swing as well.

We did get a text from the hostess of one of the IR parties we’ve become such a fan of, she’s getting in front of the Halloween rush and we’ve got her party on our calander. I’ll go out on a limb and say there’s gonna be a story of two from that night….

Thanks for reading!! Be kind to yourself and others…..

Sam & Kate