Wed, April 20, 2011
Well, she decided to take him up on his offer of going over to his place for a movie and a pizza. She's on her period, so she assured me that things wouldn't be very sexual. She mainly wanted to hang out with him and explain our situation a bit better. At least that's what she told me initially. If I haven't mentioned it before, being cuckolded long distance is really more than I bargained for. She seems to love the freedom she has when I'm not around though.
I'm still at work overseas, and she is back in Singapore. Here's some of the text messages from earlier today.
Me: Out of curiosity, what time are you heading over there?
Kim: Now
Me:
Paying attention is going to be difficult during this meeting.
Me: Feel free to text and let me know how things are going over there.
Kim: Ok. I'm feeling very un-sexy since I started, so don't worry too much.
Me: Obviously. Still, you all cuddled up on the couch watching a movie with him still freaks me out a little. I'd much rather have you falling arelax in my lap. . .
Me: Not to mention wondering what else you might end up doing while your head is in his lap. Guessing you might feel more sexy once you get there.
Kim: Hope so. I'm definitely planning on having my head in his lap.
Me:
This isn't fair.
Kim: It isn't is it?
Ha, have a good time thinking of all the wonderful nasty things I'll be doing to him.
Me: Fuck babe... I love you. . . It's still not fair though.
Me: You do drive me crazy though.
Kim: He deserves it after his performance on Sunday.
Kim: I have never ever been fucked like that.
Kim: Or even close to that. Ever.
Me: (whimper) You're right my Queen. He should be thanked properly. Thank him for both of us I guess...
That was around 7:20 pm her time. She promised she wouldn't spend the night with him, and that she would let me know how things went afterwards. Around midnight, I still haven't heard from her, and started texting, wondering where she was.
It was a another hour and a half until she finally texted me to say she was on her way home.
When I got on the phone with her, she told me how the night went. . .
She said as soon as she got there, they started making out and getting naked. They just hung out, made out, and wandered around the house naked (her in her panties) for a while till she started giving him head. She said she went down on him for a while, then they hopped in the shower and made out for a while, then they ended up on the couch. She said she was on her knees between his legs for nearly an hour making love to his cock. He finally started to cum, and caught her completely by surprise. She said he shot all over her face before she was able to pull out of the way. What surprised her even more though was that he continued coming for almost a full minute, and never stopped spurting on her chest.
She said that he was quite surprised by the whole thing, because he can usually only "barely cum a little bit" when a girl goes down on him. He can usually only have a full orgasm during sex.
She thinks there must be something wrong with him, because when he finally did come, he seemed to just keep coming. She said she was completely covered, and that he shot more semen than she had ever seen before. She wants to keep a measuring cup handy next time, because she swears he shot a 1/4 to a 1/2 a cup on her.
You don't know how bad I wish I could have been there for that.
Later, she was telling me more about her first night with him. She said that it was like having sex with a tornado. He had so much energy, and was constantly switching positions while they were going at it. She said that she felt like she was basically mid-orgasm or right on the edge of one the entire time they were going at it. She said she nearly had tears in her eyes she was cumming so much, and she was literally begging him not to stop and to put it back in every time he went to switch positions.
For comparimister, she is normally very non-verbal during sex with me, and I don't think I've ever heard her ask me not to stop, even when she was right on the edge. She's pretty reserved in bed for the most part, so I have a hard time even envisioning her begging someone not to stop.
It looks like I won't be back in Singapore until Tuesday night her time. She doesn't think she'll hang out with him again before then, but she isn't sure.
I'm getting a bit stressed out over here, because I don't know things will be with us now that this guy has completely rocked her world. She knows that there's no way I can satisfy her as well, so my mind is spinning a million different ways on how that knowledge could affect us in and out of the bedroom. What have I gotten myself into?
For Royce's part, he seems much more relaxed about the situation than John was though. It looks like there's much better odds of me getting to be there with them at some point. I'm going to have my work cut out for me though if she puts me on clean up duty though.