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Another Hour

Jim chugged the last of his beer and then, like a man headed to a firing squad, he followed her. Each step resounded with a loud clump as he searched his brain for a solution, or at least an explanation. He knew, after the previous hour’s masturbatory fiesta where he brought himself to orgasm four, count them four times, he would be entirely useless to his wife. Reaching the top of the stairs he wondered how she would react when he showed her his limp, red and blistered cock. Unable to come up with any plausible excuse, hell, he couldn’t come up with an implausible excuse, he decided to come clean.

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Stepping into the bedroom he found his wife already undressing, tossing her stained white bra onto a chair. Her breasts sagged a bit and there were some dark veins visible in areas, but with her incredible nipples, he was still impressed with them. He sat down on the bed as she removed her panties, without moving, he looked over her naked body. The sag in her breasts, the extra folds of skin at her stomach, the slightly too wide hips, and the beautiful curling black pubic hair would normally have inspired an immediate erection from him. Actually, even with his feats of masturbation the previous hour, he felt a tingling and a slight stiffening between his legs.

“What’s wrong Jim?”

“Nothing’s wrong,” he replied.

“Jim, I know you and I can tell something’s wrong. Normally you’d be all over me, what is going on?”

“Uh… I have something I, uh… need to tell you.”

She immediately sat down on the bed in a motion that resembled a tossed sack of potatoes. “What do you need to tell me?” she asked with a distinct edge in her voice.

Jim noticed her hands beginning to tremble. “I don’t think I can do anything with you now.”

“Why not?” her voice cracked a bit.

“Look, I’m just gonna come right out and say this.”

“Please do,” she said on the verge of tears.

“When you took your nap, I put on a porn video and played with myself.”

“You what?” she asked, sighing with relief.

“You heard me, I put on a porn tape and jacked off.”

She smiled, “You jacked off?”

“Yes, I jacked off. Why are you laughing?”

“Dammit, you had me thinking you had an affair you dolt.”

“An affair, well only with Rosy Palm here,” he said waving his hand.

“You have a porn video?”

“Yes.”

“Where?”

“It was hidden behind our other videos, in a plain box.”

“I wondered what that one was. So you came?”

“Yes,” he admitted.

“Well, we can take it slow, I’ll wait for you to get it up.”

“It may take some time, I came more than once.”

She raised her eyebrows and said, “Hmm, well, I’m impressed. I was only asleep for an hour and you came twice.”

“Well, actually more than that.”

“More? You came three times in an hour?”

“Uh, no.”

“More than three times?”

Jim nodded.

“Why don’t you tell me all about it?”

“Okay. Well I was pretty frustrated at getting turned down again.”

She bowed her head, a bit abashed.

“I was pissed, but I was horny as hell, so your nap presented a perfect opportunity. So, I got our massager and vibrator, grabbed a towel and went down to the couch. I turned on the video and started watching.”

“Go on,” she encouraged.

“Anyway, the video is hot, so I was hard right away.”

“You used the massager?”

“Not the first time. I watched the video, playing with my nipples for a bit. I then began to stroke myself.”

She nodded, looking down at his crotch as if visualizing his actions.

“I was quick, coming before anyone in the movie did.”

“Did it shoot far?” she asked, squirming a bit.

“Onto my chest.”

“How far?” she asked, now toying with one of her nipples.

He pointed up near his nipple.

“That far, I would have loved to have seen that.”

“I kept watching the movie and in a few minutes I was ready again.”

“You used the vibrator then?”

“No, not yet, I just used my hand again. It took longer and I had to work harder, but in a few minutes I came again,” he answered, noticing her hand moving slowly over her clit. She had never masturbated for him before, so he lost his train of thought. “Uh… where was I?”

“You used your hand again,” she said.

“Well, I came, not shooting as far. Soon after that, the movie had a man and woman having sex on a red camaro. I took the massager and the vibrator and used both on me.”

“Hmm,” she said, she opened her legs and slipped a finger inside herself, wetting it. She then returned to her clit. “Did that make you come?” she asked dreamily.

“Yes, I came.”

“How far?”

“Just into my hair, I took a towel and cleaned it up.”

Her hand moved faster and her hips were moving in a rolling motion, raising up and down as they swayed from side to side. Her breathing had increased a bit.

“Then I went for four.”

“You had a number in mind?”

“Back when I was in college I came four times in an hour. I wanted to see if I could still do it.”

“You could?”

“Yes, but it wasn’t easy. The massager and vibrator was not enough, I had to use something more powerful.”

“What?”

“My electric sander,” he replied. Noticing her incredulous look he continued, “I put a towel on my cock and then one over the sander to keep the noise down.”

“I thought I heard something.”

“Anyway, the vibration was incredible. In spite of me already coming three times, in a very short time it had me coming the fourth time.”

“You came again?” she asked, moving her hand very quickly over her clit.

“Yes, it was pretty intense.”

“How far?”

“By that time it just kind of oozed out, but I did come,” he answered. Her hips were moving fast now and she moaned.

“Show me.”

“What?”

“Show me your cock.”

Jim quickly unzipped his shorts and carefully eased his red cock out of his pants. She looked at it a moment and while continuing to massage her clit with her right hand, she reached for it with her left. Jim backed away.

“I want to feel it,” she gasped desperately.

Gritting his teeth, Jim leaned forward and let her touch it. Considering she was about to come, was very gentle handling his sore member.

“It’s a little bit hard,” she said and then suddenly released him and arched her back.

Jim watched her writhe on the bed wishing he could get it up just one more time. He reached down and grabbed his cock but quickly doubled over in pain. It was simply too sore for anything else today.

“Oh my, that was good,” Jim’s wife whispered.

“Care to go for another?”

“If you play that movie for me.”

“Of course,” Jim replied.

“You go down and get it ready, I’ll bring the vibrator and massager.”

“What about the sander.”

“Lord no, that thing will eat me up.”

“Speaking of eat you,” Jim licked his lips, “how about…”

“Oh no, you’ll just have to wait.”

“How long.”

“Well, if my math is right, I still have three more to go.”

“Three more?” Jim asked with a smile.

She smiled back nodding.