My Ash loving porno as much as me was simply something I never thought would happen. I think most husbands feel the same about their women's resistance and embarrassment about pornography. In our decision to open that erotic door together, we stepped deeply into culturally illicit thinking and actions. We were careful and very aware of the potential cost. We also couldn't have been happier or felt more fortunate to experience this new lifestyle. It would prove to be a "nutrient rich" white hot experience in erotism. For instance... From my side of the equation I often savored the surprising sexual intensity of corrupting Ashley's type of innocence and stuffy cultural norms. I think she in turn felt a surprising surge of new sexual power and how she could use that over me and most of the men she would meet in the future. I absolutely loved feeling her new raw sexual desires for "fresh cock." I loved luring her over the edge and into wild abandonment. I loved promoting new fantasies and feeling her genuine excitement climb until her beautiful body would literally shake. I loved coaxing her into a new found daily masturbation; loved grooming her ability to fantasize new and old sexual exploits; loved how easily she "got off" while pretending guys were impregnating her when she let them "cum inside;" loved hearing her fantasize giving birth to this guy's or that guy's baby and how that would impact me; how she loved doing new things that she and I had never done; how she loved secret rendezvous that I didn't know about until after the fact and the power that made her feel; loved hearing about how she often needed to take breaks during work to get herself chinese off in the bathrooms; how she loved going into business meetings with no panties and with a flush she always got post orgasm; how she regularly removed them so she could "do it" in her car on the long commute home; how exciting it was to be fingering herself in traffic jams while staring at some guy in a car next to her; how she liked acquiring guys she could just drop in and asian fuck on her way home if she felt like it; how she always sized up new acquaintances as "fuckable or not fuckable;" how she reveled in the knowledge she could fuck anyone she wanted to without anyone's permission; how she discovered so many people around her could easily be fucked... Like her doctors, her bosses, fellow workers, neighbors, neighbor's sons, old friends, and new friends; how she loved living this new paradigm of complete and utter sexual freedom without a shred of guilt; how it made her feel more evolved, more hip, more relaxed than all of her repressed associates; and how she reveled in her exciting secret life while listening to her colleagues discuss their own sexual frustrations. pussy From a societal point of view was Ashley corrupted and some kinda slut? Absolutely! But from a guiltless freedom based point of view, she was one of the most amazingly beautiful and genuinely happy woman you would ever meet. It just didn't matter that much to her what "normal" people thought anymore. Straight, repressed, judgmental types were the worst kind of "fucked up people" and people to be pitied. What mattered to Ashley was the "stable core center" she felt and had with me. The deep bonding this new sexuality created in us was very real and much more incredible than anything we had prior in our marriage. In a similar way, Ashley loved seducing me into complete adoration and servitude. She knew how well I understood and appreciated her sexual free thinking, her uniqueness, her powerful sexual appeal, the control it gave her over men, and how there was never any "going back." She marveled at the depth of sexual intensity I felt watching her aggressively fuck someone; watching and coaxing her into outrageous exhibitionism; and especially the extreme sexual intensity I felt with her controlling me right down into mild cuckold humiliation. She often didn't understand it but knew I was feeling things worthy of her envy. So it worked for both of us... Powerfully, but in ways that were often quite different from each other. Sexual Truth Serum It's pretty hard to beat the white hot intimate sex you experience with your lover while you both are edging close to orgasms and sharing deeply hidden fantasies. Things get revealed during those moments you might never know during a lifetime of safe vanilla type sex. White hot sex is like taking a truth serum for each side of a couple. During that type of eroticism the truth is going to eventually come out in ways not easily expressed in our typical culturally inhibited mind set. Even so, honesty takes extraordinary patience to achieve together. If I manage to help a few couples achieve that kind of bliss, well all the effort in writing this journal will be worth the time spent. I'll tell you much more about that later. But first, the question I always got... "How the hell did you get your wife to go to a swing club without the mere suggestion damaging your relationship in some way?" The answer to that is not found in a simple formula. It's a journey. 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Tina kissed me on the lips before sliding herself down to lay between my legs and covered my cock with her warm moist mouth, her lips tightened around my shaft, l watched my cock disappear and the swollen head hit the back chinese of her throat, l gasped and held the back of my sister’s head which began bobbing up and down at a very fast rate, closing my eyes l relaxed to enjoy the shear pleasure she was giving me, Tina started to work her finger again on my scrotum, l didn’t have time to tell her l was about to shoot my creamy spunk but just thrust my cock into her throat further and almost choked her as the hot velvety protein full salty tasting load gushed down her throat like a tidal flood into her stomach, my sister struggled to japanese gulped down all my spunk without any dribbling from the side of her mouth, she was pleased with herself and eagerly licked and sucked the last of my spunk that dripped from my urethral orifice. “She's eighteen and has the hots for her daddy!” “I dunno what’s gonna happen. 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