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The party my sister was having was dragging on and I was bored when my ex-husband showed up. Because of my daughter and the fact that my brother-in-law and he were friends he ended up at a these gatherings off and on. My ex was a jackass, full of himself. It was a typical story of sex, pregnancy, and divorce all before 21.
When I saw him I told John, my current husband, that I wanted to go. He had invited his boss and was shmoozing him and wasn’t ready. So, as always, I found myself standing next to my ex, nursing my tequila sunrise. But this time he had a look that said he was up to something, and I didn’t like it.
“How is Julia?” He asked.
“Fine, better if you would spend some time with her.”
“I’ve been busy. But yeah.” He moved a little closer. I tried to ignore his aftershave. I loved the scent. “How have you been?”
“Fine. I’m fine. Better than fine. John takes better care of me than you ever did.”
I wanted the comment to hurt. It never seemed to faze him though. He bent down to tie his shoe and on the way back up, his hand found itself gliding up my thigh and under my little black dress and on my ass. No one noticed even though I jumped a little.
“You sure? He seems a little, well, beta. Repressed. I can’t imagine that does it for you.” He asked and put his hand in my underwear, slipping his middle finger into the crack of my ass. He pushed, my pucker resisting his invasion.
“Stop it. Take it out. There’s more to life that sex,” I said and tried to push his hand away.
“If you call that living I guess. Does John know what kind of kinky slut you are. Does he know you like to be a sub, to be hung up in a swing and used. Did you tell him about the gang bangs in college?” He asked.
I looked around the room. The truth was I didn’t tell John about it. I had a secret fantasy life and I thought that would be enough. My ex was an alpha all the way and he knew it. So did my body. It had been a long time since I felt this way.
“You still carry that lube?”
“Yes, why?”
A moment later he had pulled me out on a balcony, sealed off from the party by only a thin curtain. His huge cock inside my pussy, filling my core, it felt so good to be filled so completely I was his slut.
It was the one thing he was always good at. I was Bent over the rails he fucked me, and I fucked him back. My tits bounced out of my dress. His thumb playing with my asshole which was now slick with lube inside and out, and ready. It was just a matter of when.
I was already going to come, after only a few deep thrusts. I relaxed to enjoy the orgasm and then suddenly, a blinding light of pain, as he pushed himself up my ass. His cock felt even more massive, splitting me in two.
He knows I like to be fucked this way. He knows I like it to be a surprise and rough. My pussy now empty, leaking fluid down my legs and onto the floor. He reamed my ass as a second, more powerful, sensation replaced the first. I have never had more powerful orgasms than with a guy taking my ass. I have ever since I started having sex in high school. My first boyfriend and I did it to avoid pregnancy and I came to really enjoy it. It was carefree.
My breathing ragged and harsh, I came. Biting my lip hard to muffle the sound. God, he knew how to fuck, just how to take me. I loved it. In a few minutes I came a second time, this time he made me squirt; my legs shook. I felt him grow inside me, stretching me unimaginably. He pulled out, pushed me to my knees and forced his cock past my lips, no choice or time to protest. He held me there by the back of my head as he finished in my mouth. I swallowed fast and hard holding onto his ass. Then he was done. He left me on my knees, his semen flowing down my chin, my ass raw and my pussy throbbing.
“Fuck that was as good as ever. I think if anything that ass is tighter than I remember. I guess it does not get much use these days.”
“Fuck you.”
“You love it and you know you do,” He smiled.
I was breathless and drunk with lust. I put my tits away and wiped my mouth and pussy with a handkerchief.
I went back to the party and John found me shortly thereafter. I couldn’t look at him.
“You ready to go?” John asked.
“Been ready,” I said with a little bit of a tone. I rationalized that this had been all his fault, if only he had not left me alone.
“I know, sorry. Had to talk to Steve. The new boss. I think they are considering making me a foreman.”
“That’s great,” I lied and John bent in to kiss me. Still irritated with his disappearance I decided a little payback was in order. So, I kissed him back letting his tongue dance in my mouth. I glanced back at my ex who stood across the room smiling. Suddenly it seemed perverse, even sexy to have this secret. But what he said next was a surprise.
“You taste good,” John said.
“You want more? I am so wet right now. I could use a little soothing,” I told him thinking about my sore holes and how good a tongue might feel on them. “Why don’t you take a taste.”
“In the car? or after we get home?” He asked.
“Do we have to choose just one.”
In the car he ate my gaped ass and gently licked my pussy as I wriggled out of most of my clothes. He thought it was the most kinky thing ever. I told him to take me. Don’t ask. Just do whatever he wanted. When I spread my asshole for him he got the message.
It changed everything. It turned out that he was as bored as I was and wanted more, but was afraid I would think he was a pervert. Imagine that. I told him a few of my fantasies as he fucked my ass for the first time and then asked if he had any, wow, did he ever.
I'm getting to know my husband in a completely differnet way. Now it's just a matter of being true to myself and introducing him to the real me.
When I saw him I told John, my current husband, that I wanted to go. He had invited his boss and was shmoozing him and wasn’t ready. So, as always, I found myself standing next to my ex, nursing my tequila sunrise. But this time he had a look that said he was up to something, and I didn’t like it.
“How is Julia?” He asked.
“Fine, better if you would spend some time with her.”
“I’ve been busy. But yeah.” He moved a little closer. I tried to ignore his aftershave. I loved the scent. “How have you been?”
“Fine. I’m fine. Better than fine. John takes better care of me than you ever did.”
I wanted the comment to hurt. It never seemed to faze him though. He bent down to tie his shoe and on the way back up, his hand found itself gliding up my thigh and under my little black dress and on my ass. No one noticed even though I jumped a little.
“You sure? He seems a little, well, beta. Repressed. I can’t imagine that does it for you.” He asked and put his hand in my underwear, slipping his middle finger into the crack of my ass. He pushed, my pucker resisting his invasion.
“Stop it. Take it out. There’s more to life that sex,” I said and tried to push his hand away.
“If you call that living I guess. Does John know what kind of kinky slut you are. Does he know you like to be a sub, to be hung up in a swing and used. Did you tell him about the gang bangs in college?” He asked.
I looked around the room. The truth was I didn’t tell John about it. I had a secret fantasy life and I thought that would be enough. My ex was an alpha all the way and he knew it. So did my body. It had been a long time since I felt this way.
“You still carry that lube?”
“Yes, why?”
A moment later he had pulled me out on a balcony, sealed off from the party by only a thin curtain. His huge cock inside my pussy, filling my core, it felt so good to be filled so completely I was his slut.
It was the one thing he was always good at. I was Bent over the rails he fucked me, and I fucked him back. My tits bounced out of my dress. His thumb playing with my asshole which was now slick with lube inside and out, and ready. It was just a matter of when.
I was already going to come, after only a few deep thrusts. I relaxed to enjoy the orgasm and then suddenly, a blinding light of pain, as he pushed himself up my ass. His cock felt even more massive, splitting me in two.
He knows I like to be fucked this way. He knows I like it to be a surprise and rough. My pussy now empty, leaking fluid down my legs and onto the floor. He reamed my ass as a second, more powerful, sensation replaced the first. I have never had more powerful orgasms than with a guy taking my ass. I have ever since I started having sex in high school. My first boyfriend and I did it to avoid pregnancy and I came to really enjoy it. It was carefree.
My breathing ragged and harsh, I came. Biting my lip hard to muffle the sound. God, he knew how to fuck, just how to take me. I loved it. In a few minutes I came a second time, this time he made me squirt; my legs shook. I felt him grow inside me, stretching me unimaginably. He pulled out, pushed me to my knees and forced his cock past my lips, no choice or time to protest. He held me there by the back of my head as he finished in my mouth. I swallowed fast and hard holding onto his ass. Then he was done. He left me on my knees, his semen flowing down my chin, my ass raw and my pussy throbbing.
“Fuck that was as good as ever. I think if anything that ass is tighter than I remember. I guess it does not get much use these days.”
“Fuck you.”
“You love it and you know you do,” He smiled.
I was breathless and drunk with lust. I put my tits away and wiped my mouth and pussy with a handkerchief.
I went back to the party and John found me shortly thereafter. I couldn’t look at him.
“You ready to go?” John asked.
“Been ready,” I said with a little bit of a tone. I rationalized that this had been all his fault, if only he had not left me alone.
“I know, sorry. Had to talk to Steve. The new boss. I think they are considering making me a foreman.”
“That’s great,” I lied and John bent in to kiss me. Still irritated with his disappearance I decided a little payback was in order. So, I kissed him back letting his tongue dance in my mouth. I glanced back at my ex who stood across the room smiling. Suddenly it seemed perverse, even sexy to have this secret. But what he said next was a surprise.
“You taste good,” John said.
“You want more? I am so wet right now. I could use a little soothing,” I told him thinking about my sore holes and how good a tongue might feel on them. “Why don’t you take a taste.”
“In the car? or after we get home?” He asked.
“Do we have to choose just one.”
In the car he ate my gaped ass and gently licked my pussy as I wriggled out of most of my clothes. He thought it was the most kinky thing ever. I told him to take me. Don’t ask. Just do whatever he wanted. When I spread my asshole for him he got the message.
It changed everything. It turned out that he was as bored as I was and wanted more, but was afraid I would think he was a pervert. Imagine that. I told him a few of my fantasies as he fucked my ass for the first time and then asked if he had any, wow, did he ever.
I'm getting to know my husband in a completely differnet way. Now it's just a matter of being true to myself and introducing him to the real me.
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