She Leaned Back: Part 2 - Sex Stories

She Leaned Back: Part 2

... He had never cheated, never transgressed in violating anyone’s boundaries, and even stayed a virgin until the wedding night. Yet he was unable to cease masturbating after marriage. The most common male habit in the world had been his since puberty, but he had always felt guilty about it. He had believed, while he was single and celibate, that sex in marriage would cause the shameful habit to naturally end, but it did not.

To his wife, it was sinful to have any form of sex outside of marital coitus. It was a sin to be aroused by images of the naked female body. She thought of it as objectifying and immoral. She even thought it was wrong for him to look in the mirror while they had intercourse. She refused to allow him to take her from behind because that was too animalistic and impure. She would not allow him to use his mouth on her, and there was no way she would think about taking him into her mouth. The shame he had been conditioned to accept led him to accept her view that he was perverted and that his sexuality was unnaturally distended.

He compulsively felt the need to escape, late at night when she slept, to an imaginary world of sexual freedom, his fantasies consisted of women who enjoyed sex, enjoyed him, and who responded to his.

Yet, here he was, with beautiful Jyll, casting all of this off. It felt magical. It felt liberating. In the back of his mind, a vestige of anxiety coiled quietly. Years of shame imprinting from childhood had conditioned him to ...

... worry about the consequences that would be sure to follow. Something bad would occur. It was the law of the harvest. You always reap what you sow. However, he pushed this thought back easily at that moment.

On the bed, their mouths continued their arousing conjoining, and those sensations were overlaid with the waves of pleasure as his skin touched hers down the length of their bodies. It was a definite “ahhh” moment, that first full-body skin-to-skin contact as if their auras had begun to merge. His exploring hands gradually, teasingly approached her pubic area, massaging her tummy, the top of her mound, and her inner thighs. She moaned, hungry for more contact.

His fingers teased along the outside of her outer labia, rubbing along the crease between her thighs and pelvis, running downward under to the indentation between her buttocks and thighs. He enjoyed her trim physique and muscle tone in these secret nether areas of her body. His touch sought simultaneously to stimulate her pleasure and increase her arousal, but also to devour her, to know her even more, and to enjoy her responses.

His mouth moved away from hers to explore her face, kissing over to an earlobe to nibble, then down to her neck taking small playful bites of her there. She writhed under him. He kissed down to her breasts, and she arched in anticipation, presenting her petite mounds to him.

At the same time, he lightly dipped the tip of his index finger between her slick labia, finding just inside ...