Yesterday and before that, @Trina_Starr and I have been seriously talking about “jumping the shark” even further with our husbands. Of course, we have been talking to our husbands too, but we had a lot of fun with our “anal sex” and Trina and I felt like that we wanted our times with the others husband to be more in line with what she and I have. In other words we want to be able to have sex with them without all those stylized or ritualized restrictions. If she wants to not only give @Meat_Monster an enema, but have “regular” sex with him, then they should be able to agree and make the time or take the time when they want and feel the need.
We talked about this and all of us agreed that we are too close together and see each other almost every day and a whole lot of rules just won’t do. So yesterday morning I was dropping something off at Trina’s and both she and Ted were working from home that day. I was talking to Trina when Ted leaned into the door and told me that he had hung a new hook for enema bags in the spare bedroom and did I want to take a look at his carpentry skills. 😉 As a carpenter Ted is a great forensic accountant.
Trina and I both looked at each other and Ted saw that there was some sort of “cousin communication” going on between us but he was used to it. I followed Ted to the spare bedroom and he showed me his handy work and explained that the extra holes in the ceiling were where he was looking for a stud to get a better anchor for the screws. He said that he would put some spackle on the extra holes and paint it over and no one could tell. As he was explaining his project mastery he looked so cute and adorable and I was thinking that he really was a nice guy.
So, I asked him if he wanted to give me an enema and try out that hook he was so proud of. Now? Yes, now. He asked me if I had time and I also wanted to make sure I wasn’t interfering with his work. We both had the time, but did he want to give me an enema? Yes. Then I asked him if he wanted to take my clothes off of me and told him I needed him to say so and tell me that he wanted to. Ted is a smart and sweet man and I saw the look in his eyes that he was “on the same page” and probably knew what the ultimate question was going to be. I just needed to give him a little time to think it through as he elected to take my clothes off.
We commented, as he was taking my clothes off, that MM’s and Trina’s little “scenario” was really hot and played out great and that we had wished we had done that. He was down to my bra and still seemed to be mulling over the implied question that was in the air but not spoken. Then my underwear and he pulled them off of my hips and knelt down to allow me to steady myself as I stepped out of them. I was now naked and Ted had taken all of my clothes off.
I told him “oops” we forgot to get my enema bag and so I followed him into the guest bathroom next to the spare bedroom and Trina gave me a wink as I followed Ted by her “office” door. I later found out she was doing some business on zity. We were in the bathroom filling up my enema bag and I asked Ted if he had some condoms? That made it real for both me and Ted. He looked me in the eye and understood and asked me if it was for anal and I told him no, it was for vaginal if it was what he wanted.
He didn’t say anything and gave me my full enema bag to hold while he stepped out. I later found out that Ted had checked with Trina and she gave him her blessing and I think told him to go for it if he wanted. Ted reappeared in the bathroom with some condoms and then we went down the hall past Trina’s office door and we both stopped one last time and she gave us a sweet smile and told us to take our time.
I watched Ted hang my enema bag above the bed on his new hook and we held our breath as it held! We gave each other the high five and now it was the moment of truth. He told me it was my turn to take his clothes off and he didn’t have to ask me twice. I like the guy, a lot. We shut the door to the bedroom and it is just me and him standing by the bed and I wanted a hug from him, which he gave me and we held on to that hug for quite awhile. His body was warm and a great dad bod against my body and I felt him begin to stir.
I wanted to have Ted when I had my enema nozzle in me and he was really good with that idea. It was no longer a question of “if” between the two of us, but “how”. Ted put my enema nozzle inside of me after a little lube, and then I saw that he was erect and I opened the condom pack and slipped it over his erection. I let my fingers brush up against his balls and he ran his fingertips over my back as I was leaning over getting in place. When I stood up his fingers and hands glided over my breasts and my nipples responded.
He held my enema hose as I got onto the bed and we had to place a towel under my hips just in case. I got comfortable and Ted was looking at my body and everywhere he could, because I wanted that too, and I was looking back at him. No, don’t unclamp the enema tube until we’re done fucking or making love. At that moment I was feeling that the make love option was what I was feeling for Ted.
It was monumental for both of us and I spread my legs as he positioned himself and I slipped my hand down to guide him into me. The first time’s are always special and once Ted started inside of me I took my hand away and he went all the way inside. He felt so good there and his body was on top of mine and I could feel him breathing as well as his breath and we finally looked into each others eyes and then smiled and gave a small laugh. We just wanted to let the whole experience sink in and enjoy the feeling of the newness.
We both had a nervous little laugh and both were saying how good it felt and that it was really good that we were doing this. And it was. 🌹
He knows what he is doing and my enema nozzle was enhancing his strokes and pretty soon we were in that zone. Not the deep cum lust mist zone, but the zone where it is just so good and so right and I’m loving sharing this with Ted. This was our first penis in vagina and it was more making love with me and with a great guy like Ted. The husband of my favorite cousin in the whole world and she had loaned me her most precious person on this planet. 🌹
I came several times and they were good, a big “O” and several little “o’s” and when we were done we were both good. I kept him in me and he worried that he would crush me by laying on top of me but I just wrapped my legs around his dad butt so he couldn’t move. We were a little out of breath but he was feeling real good inside of me and once he figured out he wasn’t going to crush me he relaxed and stayed inside of me as much as we could keep him.
We kind of rolled to one side and were facing each other when I had him start my enema and close it down to a trickle. We were just talking, touching, and he would touch my breasts and squeeze them and trace his finger around my nipples while I ran my hand over his shoulders, and he has really nice shoulders, and arms. He also smoothed his hand over my side and on my hip and around back where he would squeeze my butt cheek and just let his hands roam just like I was doing with him. He did hesitate once when he was playing with my breast and said he had forgotten himself and didn’t mean to be so grabby, but I told him we were both naked and still making love so no problem. We had to laugh at that because while he was almost apologizing for playing with my breasts he was still giving them little squeezes and it felt good. I had reached down and stroked his balls as we were saying that.
Well for all the time we were touching and talking and squeezing Ted regained his erection and looked like he was about to apologize for that and not real sure just what to do. Part of it was because my enema was done and he wondered if I would be able to hold it.
But I pointed out 😉 that we had only filled my enema bag with maybe a quart and a half because in spite of Ted’s carpentry skills, he didn’t want to risk it. So back inside of me he went and I felt him growing a little more and more while we let our bodies get ready for another time. My body adjusted to the enema in me and also him being in me, and somewhere in there I got a little “o” and he saw and heard me get it. I loved how he smiled at making me cum and then he was at full size and, dayum, we were fucking again. 🌹 I think I was pretty sensitized down there and I got a few of those little rolling, high low, little “o’s” that really make it work and feels so good. Ted was riding each one of those and knew, or seemed to know, just when to bury in me deeper or let me rise up and rub the spot with his body and his cock.
I know Ted’s orgasm wasn’t that intense and he didn’t ejaculate as much, but it was us doing it together and we hugged each other as we did our last little gasp. It felt good and it felt right. 🌹
Even if it was a “small” enema, getting worked around in my ass by a very nice fucking has it’s effects. Ted and I untangled and he helped by holding the bag with my nozzle in my ass in the walk of shame down the hall, past Trina’s door, where she started laughing because my hair was all messed up and I looked like I had been freshly fucked by that cowboy following me down the hall holding my enema bag.
Trina was being a dick when she called out and wanted to ask all sorts of questions about how I was doing, was it good, do I need a breath mint? I just flipped her off and made as fast for the bathroom as I could. 😁 😁 😁
It was all good. 🌹
I didn’t have to “embrace the squish” at least not Ted’s contribution because of the condom, but I was feeling so mellow and nicely fucked for the rest of the day. And if you are reading this Ted 🌹 I’m glad.
I really do trust you to keep it in “perspective” (?) but when we are naked and in bed, or leaned over the kitchen table, or we have a condom on you, then playing with my tits is what we want to do and make happen. You’re a good man and way too good for that cousin of mine 😉 and she hopes you won’t sober up and see her for the great person that she is.
Thank you, Ted. 🌹
And MM will be able to read this too, so it’s all out in the open between all of us. It’s all good.