Sex and Antidepressants

Several years ago I was struggling with depression. It finally got to the point where I could barely function at work and wanted to do nothing at home. I saw a therapist who recommended I talk to my physician, who then prescribed some antidepressants. Among the side effects was a difficultly ejaculating. Since my wife and I were having sex just a few times a year, this wasn't a problem most of the time. My sex life mostly consisted of watching porn and jacking off, and it did take a lot more "work" to make myself cum. A couple months after starting the medication, my wife decided that she wanted some action. We started out with her pulling down my pants and taking my cock in her mouth. She gives really great blowjobs and had me hard in an instant. She sucked the head and stroked my shaft with her hand, getting a good rhythm going. I knew there wasn't much chance of my cumming early while on this prescription, so I let her work and enjoyed the sensations. After 10 minutes or so, I figured her mouth was getting tired and I really wanted to taste her juices. I pushed her away from my cock and had her lie down on her back. I eased her panties down and off and put a pillow under her butt so I had better access to her pussy. I kissed my way from her feet up to her hips while running my hands along her legs and lightly brushing my fingers over her pubic area, sometimes touching her lips. I spread her legs wider and kissed the inside of her thighs, moving my hand to focus on her lips, stroking and massaging them. Once she was ready I moved my mouth to her pussy, kissing the outer lips, sucking them into my mouth. I moved up a little and kissed around her clit, creating suction with my lips, while my finger explored her wet vagina. My tongue flicked her clit as I finger-fucked her, and she grabbed the back of my head and pushed my face into her mound, moaning all the while. She doesn't like to cum the first time from oral, so once she got close she pushed me away. The next 20 minutes involved things I can't write about here, but this is where my ejaculation issue came to play. We stopped because she was tired and satisfied. I hadn't orgasmed yet, and I had to tell her it was because of the antidepressant. My cock was still very hard and I was feeling frustrated. Masturbating in front of each other is something we rarely if ever did, but I didn't care if she got put out or not. We were sitting face-to-face, and I grabbed my dick and started jacking, looking at her boobs and pussy for inspiration. She was a bit surprised but decided to go with the flow. She ran her fingers along my thighs while I pumped. We made eye contact and she told me to cum for her. With one hand I played with her 32D boobs while with the other I was stroking furiously. She reached over to the bedside and grabbed the bottle of lube we keep there, squirting some onto my cock head. The extra lubricant helped, and I redoubled my efforts. After a few more minutes I was covered in sweat and about ready to give up. My wife was now staring at my cock and urging me on, whispering encouragement. At last I could feel the impending orgasm and closed my eyes to focus so the feeling didn't slip away. With a last effort I sped up even more and then let loose with a spurt after spurt of cum. I opened my eyes to see that some had landed on my wife's stomach and legs and the rest was oozing out my cock head and into my hand. Finally relieved, I leaned forward to give her a sweaty hug and collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily. She never talked about if she liked watching me masturbate, but this scenario was repeated most of the times we became intimate until I got off of the medication a year later. I look back to that time and think about that exhilarating feeling of being watched while jacking off. I've not done it since in front of her, though I do get the urge to try it to see how she'd react.