Originally Posted by wantsmore
So what about you guys- when was the first time someone noticed that you were changing?
Note: the below pasted entries weren’t the first time she noticed, but it was the first time she gave some real input on the subject. These are copied from my progress log. Just to set up the timeline for everyone, I started when she was pregnant with our daughter (fourth child), and we had complications right after birth with the baby. Eventually, those complications were diagnosed as serious heart problems that continue today. There’s been several false stops and starts along the way with my routine, and I’m only very recently back into it. My progress log doesn’t document that, as I’ve been too busy to make the entries. I’m currently working out again, sitting at 7.25+ x this-close-to-six. I haven’t lost much with the on-again, off-again status, as I’ve managed a workout here and there to keep from losing much. I do feel I’d be and 6+ girth by now if I hadn’t lost most of the past year with the family circumstances.
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So L-Arginine works. A surprise to nobody here, I’m sure.
I started it about a week ago, 2000-3000mg daily with much water.
Couple of nights ago, the wife is giving me oral (rare enough), but she seems to be pretty into it this time, much more than usual. She actually worked it well enough for me to want to finish, which never happens.
So she pulls off, squeezing me between the titties (normally 34 C’s, but pregnant swollen to solid D+ cups), and licks the head for good measure. I go, she watches a good stream go shooting up her chest onto her chin, another stream goes across her left boob - then she yelps, pulls away, and I get some on her belly. Finally when all is said and done, I have a huge wide stream from the head all the way down the shaft and curling around the bottom, about 1/4” wide throughout.
So four solid shots, from a guy who is normally a dribbler with average volume. Very cool.
She was impressed. She actually volunteered that the whole thing was “pretty hot, that was fun”, and for her, that’s a victory when it comes to oral.
The odd part is that if I just whack off, I don’t get the same kind of performance. Perhaps the level of “turned on-ness” has something to do with the mass ejaculation.
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Conversation with the wife again, fooling around a bit in the bedroom a couple of days later:
Her: You started your exercises again, didn’t you. (statement, not a question)
Me: Yep. How’d you know?
Her: The other night, when I gave you oral.
Me: What about it?
Her: I could tell it was bigger again. Did you do your exercises in the shower that night?
Me: Yep. Probably half an hour before you got started. (Note: I max out at 7x5 7/8 post workout, and just ended a deconditioning break)
Her: Okay, that’s why it was so big. At least I guess so. It’s bigger right after you do them, right?
Me: Sure. We should have sex like that after the baby comes. Do my exercises, then jump on it while everything is nice and plump.
Her (twinkle eyed): Mmmm, okay. That might be fun. And I think I’m starting to warm up to the whole oral thing.
Me: Why?
Her: I don’t know. Maybe that last time finally did it for me. Whatever, I’m not sure. It was kinda fun, with you dick being huge and all. The girth was really thick, nearly uncomfortable, and I couldn’t take anything but the head…but it was still a huge turnon to feel it so big, and it was more fun than it’s ever been. Weird.
Me: Well, you operated differently, that’s for sure. You were working it better than you ever have.
Her: It was fun. Felt funny, with this big knob in my mouth, but all the leftover shaft and balls to play around with my hands. I love your nice big tighty balls.
Me: I appreciated it.
Her: Yeah, like I couldn’t tell. I did too, and I never thought I’d really say that about giving one. I mean, I *love* the feeling when you do me, but I’m still a little squeamish about it when we get started. And doing you has never been real enjoyable until the other night. I’m warming up to the whole thing, I guess.
Me: I’m not horny or anything right about now.
Her (laughs, gets a feel in): Sorry. Did you do them tonight too, or is this “unenhanced”?
Me: Nothing tonight.
Her: Wow. So this is full normal size? That’s pretty nice. So you still thinking bigger long term? (note: not very subtle there, was she?)
Me: Sure. Don’t know how big. Six girth, if I can get it. I’m not far off. But the thicker it gets, the shorter it looks. Kinda weird.
Her: Visually maybe, but it doesn’t while its in use. I can tell its bigger both ways.
Me: That brings up a question. So I’ve gained half an inch in length and about the same in girth. If I hadn’t told you what I was doing, could you tell?
Her: Oh yeah. Maybe not the length because of the pregnancy. I haven’t been able to accomodate much penetration anyway. But the girth, definitely. I knew that almost right away. I guess I don’t think I would have said anything, just commented on you feeling huge and wondering why. But after a night like the other night, with the oral, there would be no hiding it. BJ’s weren’t easy before, but now they are borderline impossible. When I get you in there and you expand (note: kegel) like that, there’s no place to go. I know you get teeth and all, but there’s just nothing I can do.
Me: So it’s obvious.
Her: More than obvious. The other obvious is that you’re indescribably hard. You’ve never had weak ones, but what you’re putting out lately is pretty much concrete.
Me (starts nibbling titties): Good.
Her (laughs again): And I’m *dying* to have sex normally again. (sighs) I really, really want to have just some good, normal, sweaty sex again. I’m tired of this belly and I really miss your thing.
Me (still nibbling): So six girth isn’t too much? You told me I could kiss oral goodbye if I got that big, remember?
Her (giggles): I may have to see what I can do. Re-evaluate my priorities. I still remember that hair gel bottle. (note: I showed her a hair gel bottle that was exactly 6” girth a few weeks ago). At the time, I was sure that was too big. Now I’m getting turned on just thinking about it. And you really are pretty much that size already.
Me: Yep. Quarter inch under, normally.
Her: And pretty much on it after your exercises.
Me: Yep.
Her: So you think seven and six is pretty close, right?
Me: Just depends. I wish I could choose. I don’t really have any way of knowing or specifying how big it will or won’t go.
Her: Six is good. After the baby comes and we can have real sex again I’ll think about the best length. And you have to quit playing with my boobs now, you’re giving me contractions. And I sound kinda slutty. I’m going to sleep.
Me (frowns): Arrgh.
Her: Don’t worry, I’ll dream about that delicious thing.
Me: Doesn’t do me much good right now.
Her: Nope. Sorry. But on the bright side, I’ll have a good dream.
/me goes to bed horny and frustrated.
