Wife's Affair Still Makes Me Hot
My wife had a friendship with a male coworker for several
years. He would come over to the house and visit some, she
and a girl friend of hers would often rent a "chickflick"
and he would watch it with them while I worked outside or
visited with some of my friends. A few of my friends, who
had met him while he was visiting us, would make comments
from time to time about me being stupid, or I should keep
my eyes open. Well, I never really suspected anything until
two years after she moved to another job and was still getting
together with this guy once in a while. He was nice enough
to me and I just didn't think about it.
I had teased my wife during sex a few times about how much
I'd like to watch while someone else fucked her. She
said she didn't like to talk like that, but her pussy
would always get really wet when I did. After a few months
of this playing around, she asked me, "What would
you think if someone already had fucked me?" I leaned
back in shock as she continued, "Would you be mad to
find out that I've had a lot of sex, for real, with someone
else?"
My ears started buzzing with shock as I realized that she
was serious. My cock was hard enough to cut granite as it
all came to me in a flash. I asked her if it was the ex-coworker.
She said yes, it was. "We had an affair for around 4
months a couple of years ago." I slowly pushed as deeply
into her as I could and breathed out "did you actually
fuck him?" She sighed and said, "Yes, many,
many times." She then hugged me and kissed me deeply,
asking if I was angry. I said no, not really. But, "did
you like, actually have sex? I mean . . . did you suck his cock
too?" "Yes, honey. Now, don't be mad, but
we did everything you can do together."
Well, I did get mad for a week or so. Then, I just couldn't
stand it any longer and I asked her in bed again, to tell me
a little more about it. I was picturing his hard cock rubbing
on the sweet soft lips I was kissing as I asked her, "Did
you really lick and suck his cock? Did he shoot in your mouth?"
Her eyes unfocused as she sighed, "yes, I sucked him
off all the time. Even at work, when we could." She
shuddered with passion as she admitted, "I even sucked
his balls clear into my mouth." As I began to take it
all in, to realize that my sweet wife had actually sucked
this man's cock, I grew hornier and hornier. I had to
know more, "Honey, did you let him cum in your mouth?"
She said, "Mmmm-hmmm. Oh, yeah. Always. But I didn't
let him, I asked him to, I wanted him to every time. I begged
him to cum in my mouth, his cum is thick and salty and I love
it, have I told you that? Mmmmmm." she licked her lips,
I guess remembering the taste of his sperm. I asked, "Did
he cum a lot? I mean, was there a lot of cum, like a whole mouthful?"
She laughed, "oh yeah, " she licked my face,
"always, he always cums really hard. It's like
a whole mouthful every time he shoots, and he shoots like
four or five times every time he cums." I groaned as
I pictured what my wife had just told me. I could see her sucking
and sucking as he pumped her mouth full of sperm. She was
really getting into the nastiness of these memories now
(I continued to finger fuck her sopping pussy as she talked),
"he always came so much I had to swallow two or three
times and then suck harder while he was still coming and
it'd fill my mouth again. I couldn't ever swallow
fast enough and it was all over my face and and lips. After
I swallowed, I'd suck again and he'd still fill
my mouth . . . and my throat. Mmmmm."
I'd be fucking her by this time and she'd tell me
more, "And then he'd kiss me, and our lips would
be slide around, wet with his cum . . ." She trailed
off and concentrated on our fucking.
Oh shit. This all made me so mad and yet soooo fucking hot.
I could just see my wife's pretty mouth, dripping with
his sperm. I wondered if she had really eaten it, "Did
you really clean him up after he came?" She began humping
even harder and said, "Yes, of course. I always licked
the cum of his dick, even after he fucked me. I lots of times
would suck his cock after he'd come inside me."
I said, "You mean, you'd take the rubber off and
suck him then?" She looked at me in all seriousness
and said the words that made me come more than I ever have
in my life, "Rubber? Baby, we didn't use any rubbers.
Ever. Even the first time, on the office floor, I wanted
his cum inside my pussy." This was too much for me and
I'd start filling her pussy with my cum. "I love
cum. You know? I love it in my mouth and in my pussy . . . unngghh."
Then she'd come and we'd stop talking about it
until next time.
Over the next few weeks, the whole story finally came out.
How they started kissing on evening and ended up fucking
on the floor. How they tried to date, but just ended up having
sex. Even how they met at a motel once and he fucked her, my
wife, all day long. "I don't know how many times,
honey, but we'd just rest a while and then he'd
fuck me again from behind or I'd ride his cock while
he sucked my tits or I'd suck his cock until he was ready
again, maybe 9 or ten times in all." She laughed, "Baby,
he fucked me so many times that day that my pussy was actually
sore. I couldn't hardly walk for two days. But I still
wanted him to fuck me again and again and again." This
was a confession of friendship turning into raw sex of the
nastiest kind. I couldn't get enough of her short little
stories. It actually started to freak her out.
Now, you've got to understand, she was serious. This
wasn't a fantasy, she had really had an affair, a very
wild and active affair. She couldn't even estimate
the times and places they had fucked. But I did discover
that she had sucked him off even in our own house, on her knees,
while I was asleep. She said, "I could hear you snoring
while I choked on his cock, trying to take as much of it down
my throat as I could. I love you, but I was in love with him
too. And I wanted to have the nastiest sex we could. Having
an affair made me feel so nasty. I wanted his cock and his
mouth and his cum . . . all the time. I loved sucking him in
our house. You were so close to us while he was holding the
back of my head and shoving his cock deep into my throat.
I was eating his cum and you didn't even wake up when
he groaned or when my lips smacked as I swalloed."
Even now, that makes me so hard I can't stand it. My only
regret is that she is now tired of talking about it and refuses
to discuss having another affair. I'd love for her
to cheat again. I'd love to know her sweet lips were
sliding up and down another man's cock and that she
was spreading her hot pussy for another man to fuck. Maybe
someday it will happen again. I sure hope so.
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