My boring story...

[Putin]

Thanks for the update TS

[junebaby]

Originally Posted by haikim999

Hello Junebaby ,thanks for your advice

Just curious, how did you get your hubby to "approve " you to have a Fwb ?

He knew all along, or at least he suspected. He didn't say anything so I didn't bother to come clean with him. Before marriage still not so bad. It was after marriage where I still had a FWB that I think maybe he wasn't so pleased.

But we talked about it and worked things out.

Originally Posted by Putin

Thanks for the update TS

Thanks!

[Zinterest]

Great share sis, shall wait here for more juicy updates

[Masterl23]

Camping for more updates.

[junebaby]

There were so many apps available for one to find a partner. Tinder, Skout, OkCupid etc. I signed up for accounts of all of those, clearly stating that I was married, and looking for someone to chat with. Anything else would just be a bonus. To maintain the air of mystery, I didn't upload a clear photo of my face. Instead, I used a simple half-face photo of myself wearing a tube dress, showing off a little bit of my cleavage. Obviously, I'd be getting messages from horny men. All I needed to do was to filter out the trash. Or I could always engage all of them just for fun.

Unsurprisingly, I got tons of likes within minutes of creating my account.

Majority of those likes were from accounts with clear frontal shots. However, I found myself more drawn to those more mysterious profiles which didn't really show the faces.

I probably spent the entirety of the weekend just chatting and teasing random people, with no real intention of actually meeting any of them. They seemed so desperate to get into my pants.

One profile did catch my eye though. It was someone who proclaimed he was a good storyteller. In my own profile, I did mention I would be willing to listen to stories.

So this guy was a year or so older than me, let’s call him Tom. He is married and an ex-army regular, and he had lots of interesting stories to tell. About his first marriage, his downward spiral after divorce, his FWBs/FBs, his current wife and life. The stories were pretty interesting yet I sometimes wondered how real all of it was.

Anyway we progressed to chatting on Telegram. We exchanged a couple of self-destructing pics, just to show each other what we looked like.

The more I chatted with him, the more intrigued I was.

One day, he mentioned he was bored and I can't remember why but I started sending him sexy pictures to tease him and asked him what he wanted to do to me.

I think that probably triggered him. He asked to see more, so I sent him different pictures in different poses.

He particularly liked the ones of my erect nipples under clothes and mentioned he wanted to suck on them, and bury his face in my chest. It was all very exciting. I was happy teasing him and letting him fantasize about me as it was a welcome distraction from work, with Dan and Mike not being around.

Alas, I was running out of teasing pictures to send, having sent so many already. He did try to send me some pics to tease me too, but it didn't really work. Guys don't have much to tease with, and I didn't want a dick pic. I would rather see it in real life. Maybe touch it. Maybe see if it fills my mouth nicely. Now that would be interesting.

But for right now, the status quo would be maintained. Who knows what would happen in the future?

After days of teasing him with various pics of myself, showing off my cleavage, erect nipples, and what not, the guy actually sent me a fully nude pic, but his hands very covering his privates. He asked for a similar pic from me and I was only half considering it.

His pic honestly wasn't that appealing. I could tell he used to work out, probably when he was still in the army, but he appeared to have gotten lazy after leaving the army. I was only slightly curious what lay beneath. He mentioned before he was small, so how enticing could it actually be? In any case, I was more interested in his writing rather than his nude pics, no matter how artistic they might be.

If I were to send him such pics, what would happen next? Would he get bolder and ask for more revealing pics? Would he want to meet? Was I prepared for that?

But just how far was I intending to take this virtual teasing with him? And would it turn non-virtual? I had no answer at that point of time.

Anyway, around 3 months later, Mike was back. He had gotten injured again. It seemed like Special Forces really wasn't his thing. He was placed on administrative duties while recovering from his injury. I could tell he was pretty affected by it. He went straight to his game room after dinner daily, only coming to bed around midnight, and the next day left early for work.

Of course, our sex life suffered greatly. He would be so tired from work and gaming, he'd simply go straight to bed.

Even when I tried to turn him on with my hand or mouth, there would be little to no reaction. Or a reaction that was unfavourable like him pushing me away, saying he was tired, and that he wanted to sleep. It was infuriating.

He rarely touched or kissed me either. Oh how my breasts craved his gentle squeezes, the things he used to do to my nipples, his mouth on them, his tongue teasing them, making them hard then flicking them around. My loins ached for his magic fingers stroking my lips, rubbing circles around my clit, slowly inserting to check the wetness.

I swear I was going to go crazy.

One fine day I decided to indulge Tom with the pic he was asking for.

I set up my phone for a timed selfie, stripped to my panties, covered my boobs with my hands and sent him the pic.

His reply was almost instant. He was getting hard. From such a simple teasing pic? He must be really weak. Or perhaps deprived. He had mentioned he had not had sex with his wife for quite some time.

His next request was for one hand covering my boobs and the other my pussy. I wondered if I should. I had never sent him any fully nude pics so far.

I set the timer again and stripped off my panties and posed the way he wanted to. I don't know why but I was getting hot as well. Was my teasing of him turning myself on? I had no clue.

I sent him the pic. Not only was he hard now, he said he was leaking precum. And his pants were too tight.

I half considered asking him to take them off. But my rule of no dick pics remained. So I didn't say anything.

But I certainly wondered what his next request would be.

[Pjam]

Ohhh my.. G...... These stories are really teasing, arousing me.. I never dream to be able to have these type of fantasy.. It really makes me wonder real life fantasy do exist? Besides porn...

[Putin]

Originally Posted by Pjam

Ohhh my.. G...... These stories are really teasing, arousing me.. I never dream to be able to have these type of fantasy.. It really makes me wonder real life fantasy do exist? Besides porn...

Exactly my thoughts

[vavaria]

Originally Posted by Putin

Exactly my thoughts

I think so as well

[junebaby]

He didn't really reply so I let it be. He must have been busy at work. Or perhaps he was taking an extended break in the toilet with the image of my nude form burned into his brain. Maybe I should send him videos next time.

Anyway we continued chatting normally, with the occasional teasing pic, and him telling me his fantasies of me.

The situation with Mike didn't improve. It was as though he had given up on his life, along with me as well.

I tried talking to him about it but got mostly monosyllabic replies. Eventually I gave up.

One fine day, I got a text from Dan.

D: Hey babe! I'm back! How's everything?

Seems like he had decided to return home after all.

Me: Not too good. Are you free to meet up?

D: Sure? Staircase or hotel?

Me: Idiot! Who said I wanted sex?

D: Do you?

Me: Fine. Yes. I do.

D: Ok. Staircase or hotel then?

Me: Actually, can you come over?

I texted him my new address.

D: Wait. Where's Mike?

Me: At work. Who knows? Who cares?

D: Ah. Ok. Guess you wanna talk about it. I'll be over… maybe in an hours time?

Me: Ok.

I took a shower to prepare for Dan's arrival. I was working from home during this period of time so my timing was more or less flexible. I didn't have any work calls planned that afternoon anyway.

Dan arrived at the appointed time and I let him in. He looked very different. He was more tan, and his usually messy hair was now neatly slicked back. He also started dressing nicer, wearing berms and a polo tee, instead of singlets or those crumpled t-shirts he liked to wear. He looked very uncle now.

The first thing he did was give me a hug. I wasn't expecting that honestly. But it felt good having some human contact again. If we did have sex, I'm thinking it was going to be explosive.

So we sat in the living room and chatted over some red wine. He listened to my issues and didn't say much, preferring to understand the whole situation first before actually giving any advice. Knowing Dan, his advice would probably be good.

D: You need to give him space. I've known some regulars who got injured and totally lost themselves. All they knew was being in the army, and being injured, it was hard for them to be perform at the same level as they used to. He needs time and space to heal, to rediscover his passion, to realize that all is not lost. Furthermore, isn't this the second time he got injured? It must be doing wonders for his morale.

Me: But he's neglecting me and my needs.

D: To be honest, you know the kind of guy he is. He will retreat into his shell. Don't force him to come out before he's ready. As for your needs… well, I'm back.

Me: Idiot. I'm married now. It's different.

D: But is that going to stop you?

Me: I don't know. I really don't.

Dan leaned over and cupped my cheek. I felt my heart racing. He pressed his lips against mine, teasing them with his tongue. I wasn't sure how to react, but it certainly felt good so I reciprocated, my tongue meeting his. I pushed him onto the sofa and got on top of him, frenching him furiously. His hands wandered from my hips, under my t-shirt and unhooked my bra. I felt his hands cup my breasts, his thumbs brushing against my nipples which were already hard. I moaned into his mouth.

My own hand reached below and unbuttoned his berms, reaching in through his boxers. I felt the precum at the tip. He was already hard.

I attacked his pole, licking off the precum and pulling down the foreskin. I twirled my tongue around his dickhead and teased the frenulum, more precum seeped out and I sucked it all up. I ran my tongue down his shaft, and sucked gently on his balls. It was his turn to moan. I wrapped my fingers around the shaft while wanking him slowly, teasing his balls.

Me: Don't cum yet. I want you inside me.

D: 69?

Me: Ok.

I removed my shorts and panties and got into position, resuming my attack on his throbbing member.

I felt his tongue on my clit. He went straight for the kill. I was already so deprived that the lightest of touches sent shivers down my spine. He slid a finger in, probing at my g-spot.

Me: I want you inside me.

D: Ok.

He sat up on the sofa and I got onto him, his hard cock slid in easily. I was dripping wet. I loved the feeling of his raw cock rubbing against my insides. It had been so long anything was inside there.

D: Damn, I don't recall you being this tight.

I playfully slapped him.

Me: Idiot!

He buried his face in my boobs, alternately sucking each nipple. Was this what Tom had in mind as well? Suddenly thinking about it aroused me further and I rode him harder, grinding my clit against him.

D: Slow down! I'm going to cum!

I ignored him. Sure enough, I felt his warm cum coating my insides. He was shooting a lot. I guess I was the first girl he saw since returning. It felt so nice. And again it got me thinking about Tom. Would it feel this good? But he said he had a small cock, so probably not.

I got off Dan and we cleaned up. He felt he shouldn't stay long so he left shortly after.

I was still feeling horny though, so I decided to text Tom again.

I squeezed my naked boobs together and strategically covered certain areas.

I sent him the pic with the words "Someone just buried his face in these. Don't you wish it was you?"

And I waited for his reply.

He didn't reply instantly. I wondered why. Perhaps still busy at work. Usually whenever I sent pics, he would view them instantly, and tell me what he wanted to do. This time, it was probably an hour or so before he replied.

T: Oh wow. Did he enjoy it?

Strange. He didn't ask when his turn was. He actually did ask if I wanted to meet in real life but my response was non-committal.

Me: I enjoyed it more.

T: What else happened? Surely there was more right?

Me: Yup. I rode him till he came.

T: Nice. Big cock?

Me: Big enough. You jealous?

T: Of course.

Me: Hee.

But he still didn't say much or offer himself up to me. Instead he just kept stimulating me mentally with his fantasies of me.

Anyway, I tried to talk to Mike again that night but the same shit happened. In the end I decided to give him his space and time to heal. I really didn't want to give him any additional stress or reason to sink further into what appeared to be slight depression. I wanted to be around for him just as he promised to be around for me.

As I was working from home for an extended period of time, Dan simply came over on almost a daily basis. It was irritating though. I had a husband but someone else was giving me the physical pleasure and attention I craved. Dan obviously didn't mind. After all, we were having so much sex that it was unlikely he would have the energy to see other people.

At the same time I was still texting Tom, still sending him teasing pics, and still receiving his fantasies.

One fine day, I decided to take the next step.

I wore a sexy black lace panties and lay on my couch. I covered my boobs as usual and took a selfie. I sent it to him with the words "These are waiting for you. Wanna meet them?".

I wondered how long he would take to reply.

The response this time was almost instantaneous.

T: Wow. For real?

I actually don't know why I did that. I didn't even know if I was actually ready to meet someone else.

What if he was a psycho and raped and killed me? What if he really had a small cock? What if all along I've been teasing him, he had actually been teasing me as well?

I simply replied "hee" and left it at that as I couldn't think of a suitable response. I probably shouldn't trigger him further. He might want to do something that I might regret.

I had the whole afternoon to myself though, with no work calls, and having already finished my work, and I was feeling really horny and bored.

I was tempted to text Dan, but he had been drained by me over the past few days, maybe I should let him rest. He was already entertaining me so often. I wondered if I was being fair to him.

After a few hours, Tom finally responded.

T: I can meet if you want. Only if you really want to.

Shit. He was keen. What should I do now?

[junebaby]

Originally Posted by Pjam

Ohhh my.. G...... These stories are really teasing, arousing me.. I never dream to be able to have these type of fantasy.. It really makes me wonder real life fantasy do exist? Besides porn...

Originally Posted by Putin

Exactly my thoughts

Originally Posted by vavaria

I think so as well

You mean a guy teasing a girl and vice versa?

Of course it happens, with the right girl under the right circumstances of course.

[Percey]

Originally Posted by junebaby

Shit. He was keen. What should I do now?

Awaiting your updates. Your write up make me fantasies too.

[Pjam]

I meant the whole fantasy. Because someone build his fantasy on my exwife n broke my family. Now I can only fantasie only

Originally Posted by junebaby

You mean a guy teasing a girl and vice versa?

Of course it happens, with the right girl under the right circumstances of course.

[junebaby]

Originally Posted by Percey

Awaiting your updates. Your write up make me fantasies too.

Waiting for my writer to send me the next chapter...

Originally Posted by Pjam

I meant the whole fantasy. Because someone build his fantasy on my exwife n broke my family. Now I can only fantasie only

Sorry to hear that. But as with most things, it takes 2 hands to clap.

[Tomb]

Hey June,

Its kinda amazing how you have been keeping your sex drive so high since young till now..
Any secrets to share to those men with wives? lol

[junebaby]

Originally Posted by Tomb

Hey June,

Its kinda amazing how you have been keeping your sex drive so high since young till now..
Any secrets to share to those men with wives? lol

Actually, I think my sex drive is normal. It's not like I'm having sex or craving for sex daily. 2-3 times a week is good enough for me now.

Not sure what tips I can give, but most importantly is not to neglect your wives. Otherwise they may go and fulfil their needs somewhere else. Even with low sex drive, you still need to maintain the relationship.