Tag: impotence

That’s what she’s there for. Your doctor believes strongly in sexual health. A lot of guys will lie if you just ask about their sex life, their ability to get erections. But Doctor Freely can’t help if she doesn’t know the truth. So that’s why she employs a sex worker full time, posing as a “naughty nurse.”

One unexpected side-effect is that cheating will often breathe new life into men’s sex lives, their confidence, and their functioning. Some “impotent” men will find that they just needed a change of scenery. Samantha is very good at putting the patients at ease. Spouses and partners benefit from this change, too. Many a patient has reported to Dr. Tachimei Freely that their relationship has suddenly gotten much better.

My husband had been devastated when I told him I was cheating on him. After crying a little he turned to me and said, “so it’s over, right?”

I couldn’t help but giggle. “Baby, you’re so cute. Idunno, he’s just really good, you know? Do you really mind that much?”

“YES!”

“Haha, okay okay. But, like, he’s just so young and always hard and ready to go. He doesn’t last as long as you, but he makes up for it by the third time around. And by then I feel so spent and full of cum.”

“You fuck him unprotected?!”

“Oh don’t worry, I saw his test results before we started going bareback. And you don’t fuck anyone else. So we’re all fluid bonded safely.”

“You make me use condoms! And you’re not on birth control!”

“Now sweetie, you know I’m religious about the rhythm method. I swallow his seed when I’m ovulating.”

“At least there’s that. What an image. Ugh. Fuck, honey, are you breaking up with me or what?”

“No no, we’re married, baby. That means something. You make me feel so happy and secure. I want to have a life with you, raise a family. It’s just, I want to fuck him. I want to have sex with a guy who gets hard for me.”

“I get hard!”

“Yeah, but it takes so long! The whole thing takes so long! Which can be nice, don’t get me wrong. But sometimes I just want a quick, brutal fuck!”

“You can’t just break our wedding vows because you want to sleep around…” he said, looking down, unable to meet my eyes.

“I mean, hehe, I already did. Can’t I just have, like, romantic fidelity to you and sexual fidelity to him?”

“Fidelity to him?!”

“Well not exclusivity, but he is better. Maybe we could renew our vows? Show you and our friends my heart is yours, no matter who my pussy belongs to.”

“Belongs!? Honey, I can’t take this…” He turned away and sobbed a little. “At least give me a chance, to win you back?”

“Hmmmm. That’s interesting. Okay, how about this? He’s coming over Thursday while you’re at work. He’ll fuck me, as usual. Probably two or three times. Then instead of leaving, he stays until you come back. Then you get to compete just like you want. Nope, no take backs now. Rules are simple. Whoever gets hard first gets to fuck me. Now he’s younger so that’s why he gets the handicap of fucking me three times first. It’ll be difficult for both of you. As soon as the fucking starts, the loser has to masturbate. Let’s be honest that’ll probably be you. If the loser can cum before the one fucking me ejaculates, they earn the right to continue having sex with me in the future. BUT if one of you fails at both tasks that means that you don’t get to fuck me again until the other says it’s okay, if ever. Seem fair.”

“No! But I don’t really have a choice so okay.”

“Yay! This’ll be fun! I haven’t been this excited for a ‘date night’ with you in years!””

I felt guilty that I was keeping from him the knowledge that I was already pregnant with my boyfriend’s baby. Ever since we’d decided to get me knocked up under my husband’s nose it had felt so terrible and yet so delightfully sinful. I had determined to tell my husband all at once in the end. But when he said “win you back” I just couldn’t resist toying with him more. Plus, what fun it would be if he lost the right to fuck me altogether while I made him raise another man’s child?

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Be honest, you want to catch your wife bending for some other guy and see her face while she enjoying the bigger cock .

You’d been one of those insecure, paranoid, obnoxious fucks. You’d tell anyone who’d listen how afraid you were that your wife would cheat on you. You’d take any awkward interaction as a clue and mull it over aloud, to the annoyance of all your friends. You’d work yourself up to a frenzied certainty that she was cheating. If only you could catch her…

Finally your best friend got tired of this never-ending nonsense. Marinette would never cheat, she was far too old school and devoted. Unless, maybe, she thought you had cheated first? Triston was going to shut you the hell up by shoving your cheating wife in your face and finally ending this. It would be good for you, even. He almost convinced himself.

When you got the text from your wife’s phone you nearly died: “I’m fucking your wife. Come quick and watch me impregnate her.” You felt both triumphant and devastated. You’d been trying and failing to get pregnant for months, too… You snuck up on the back patio and watched as your best friend fucked your wife. “I’m going to knock you up like your pathetic hubby can’t, okay, Marinette?” “Yes, yes yes!” she cried as tears streamed down her cheeks. You just held up your phone, recording, while feeling incredibly horny but not quite able to get it up.