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    MUST SEX TV

    For sale, one unused sabian that I had purchased for my wife so she could watch her favorite show.

    That is the tag line I came up with while tied spread eagle to the bed while wearing 2 condoms as my wife rides me in the reverse cowgirl position watching netflix. How did I get here?

    It started when my wife told me, "Well I can't binge watch it. Neither of us are up for that. Jenn said she watched it in 10 days, all 12 episodes. I don't think Mark could walk after that. I'm thinking 3 or 4 episodes a week. I know it's not action and boobs and all that, but really all you have to do is lay there."

    The world of her female friends was taken by storm not by a show itself, but by the method we were supposed to watch it. And by we, apparently, she will be watching. The significant other has very specific instructions about how to participate in this viewing experience. I don't know how it started, and it really sounds to me like someone needed an excuse to get herself off on a hot male lead and not feel guilty. The rules were simple: watch each episode while getting fucked by your significant other, no toys, no tongue, no hands, just non stop naughty parts sex. A few things came to my mind when I heard them. First, and this isn't our case but still I wondeded, what would a same sex couple do? Although I wondered, it wouldn't apply in my case. The second thing I thought was, how awesome is this! The third thing that crossed my mind was, how long is an episode?

    The conversation went on in an attempt to hammer out some of the details, but in the end, we were about to have a lot of sex and that was good enough for me. Off to the bedroom we went to strip down and fire up good old netflix.

    "Ok, so what position are we doing this in?" I asked as I removed my shirt.

    "Hmm, I need a good view so you can't be on top. I think each episode is only around 20 minutes, but I'm not sure I'd hold out with you behind me." Denise responded, pulling off her clothes and arranging the bed.

    "If I lay sidways, you can get on top and we can probably both see? We can swith directions half way through to even out looking from one side to the other."

    "No, we can't move. Once we start we go straight through. No stopping, no changing positions, and you can't cum."

    "Wait, what? If I'm going to hold out for 20 minutes things are going to have to go real slow and even then, 20 minutes?"

    "Other people do it. It can't be that hard...no pun intened." We both had laugh over that comment. But we kept discussing how we would keep things going for the full time. In the end, sometimes you just have to jump in with both feet. Trial and error, and again, hydration.

    Episode 1. I was at full attention when we started. I laid down acorss the bed and Denise straddled me. She hit play, and reached down to guide me inside her. With no warm up and no foreplay I was surprised at how ready she was. It must have been for the anticipation, but I wonded what the heck this show was about. I didn't really pay any attention to the show. I had the grogeous love of my life riding me, with her great tits moving up and down inches from my face. My hands moved to her hips, and I started to guide the pace. I heard some calming music and a woman's voice narrating, I peeked at the screen and saw long ocean front views of huge houses. Must have been California and I think the woman was talking about fashion or something.

    I slid my hands up towards though tempting breasts and tried to slow the pace. I needed to last and things were definetly progressing. I cupped her breasts with her nipples between my thumbs and fingers.

    "Stop", is what I got as Denise pushed my hands away, "no hands."

    Ok I thought, let's focus on the one thing I can do then. Back to moving my hips. In time with here to slow things down, out of time to edge closer. I thought, maybe I need a distraction, what's going on in the show. I had heard some dialogue and a couple of other charactes. Denise seemed to be into it. The woman was narrating again the the view was panning around a lavish cocktail party. I started to get close, and let out a moan.

    "Shhhh". Wow, silence too. This was going to take some concentration. I was edging closer and closer, I needed to cool things down. I put my hands back on Denise's hips and tried to stop her. She fought me, bouncing up and down. I wanted to say, slow down, but I'd get shushed again. I tried harder to hold things back, but I was sliding down the hill with no breaks. I gasped, it was coming too fast now, and over I went. I thrust up into her trying to be silent. She stopped for a second, realising what happened and then without even looking carried on. After I'd finished she was still riding, and I began writhing. I couldn't take the stimulation and if this went on for another 15, 10, or even 2 mintues I couldn't stay still or silent.

    "I can't", I said pulling out of her.

    "Hey, you can't stop! What are doing?"

    "I'm sorry, I couldn't go any more, I need a break."

    Denise seemed like she didn't know what to do. "Well, now I think we have to do this episode again. We'll have to try something else, because we can't have your hands moving around, and we'll have to figure out how you can last longer."

    It was like she wanted to start again, then and there, "Well, can I have some time. Tell you what, I'll try to figure out how to make this work. We can try again tomorrow?"

    "No, tonight. When we get home." I had about 6 hours to figure this out.

    Episode 1, try number two. Later that same day, as we went to bed, we tried again. This time we moved to reverse cowgirl. I had a view of Denise's back with her hair falling down toward her great ass. I didn't pay any more attention to the show, but apparently my will power to not touch shoulders, backs, and asses is not all that great. I managed to hold out a little bit longer, but not long enough.

    We spent the next day brainstorming. I thought I could manage to keep my hands to myself, and a condom could help me last. Denise said she would prefer facing the TV. And low and behold, I held out. It probably helped that I had orgasmed twice the day before and I really wanted to avoid the post orgasm ******* if I didn't hold out again. Honestly, I didn't think Denise was going to stop again, she did threaten to go until the end of the episode. Episodes 2 and 3 were both done on their first shots. The absolute hardest part, another pun, was keeping my hands free. I can't keep my hands off Denise as it is, and to add 20 minutes of non-stop sex, well I'm only human.

    Episode 4 was an oops. I blame Denise. She was leaned back and stretched, holding up her arms. I could see side boob, her waist and hips looked so tempting. I knew I was going to blow, so instead of holding back, I grabbed her hips and pounded her. I think she kind of liked it until she realised there were only a few minutes left in the episode.

    Episode 4, second go. Wrists tied to the bedposts, and second condom over the first. I tried following the story of the show. Apparently someone's husband has been cheating with every woman in town. But I'm not hearing any sex, it seems more like a ****** mystery crossed with an HGTV design show. Episode 4 success.

    Since then it's been smooth sailing. The best part is the reward for getting through an episode. It's been a great blowjob, some other wonderful orgasm. I havne't mentioned it to any of the husbands, and they haven't said a word about it either. But apparently this is the thing to do. And could have sworn Denise said something to a freind about a feature length film?

     

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