About a month ago our lives changed forever. About to be caught, I admitted to my wife that I had been having an affair for the last year…and that for the decade or so before that I had been cheating on her as well, having anonymous, meaningless encounters with swingers and women in open relationships. After kicking me out of the house for a few weeks, we started talking again, and as it developed – she was far more pissed off at me about the lying and the emotional affair than the sexual infidelity.
It was a real O. Henry story – we had had a foursome with another couple soon after we first started dating which went poorly, and from that point on I tried to “protect” her from my sexual desires, while she felt me gradually pulling away and wondered where our crazy sex life had gone (obviously this vastly oversimplifies the complexities of a decade+ relationship & marriage, but for the story’s sake we’ll roll with it). She hadn’t been upset about the foursome itself, just unhappy with how it went (the other guy was underwhelming).
Fast forward to last week. Things seemed very, very low between us, almost hopeless, and I was looking to drown my sorrows in sex, so I hit my usual spots on the internet and soon had a couple set up to come fuck in front of me in the hotel room I had rented. Jean had found my ads, though (not that I was trying hard to hide them, feeling like things were over between us), and knew what I was doing. Soon after my new friends left she texted me. We talked, and we kept talking that night.
The next morning I came home to pick up a few things…and Jean was laying in the bed that I’d been sleeping in (when things were calm enough that she let me stay in the house for a night). Wearing a sheer nightgown and nothing else. Her short, curvy frame filled it out beautifully, her hard nipples showing that she’d been waiting for me, thinking about this moment. We talked…she made me tell her about the couple the night before. Made me show her the pictures they had sent me.
She spread her legs and showed me her shaved, soaking wet pussy. I slowly rubbed my finger up her slit, wetting it, then teased and rubber her clit as she asked for more details. She told me how much she wanted to feel another man’s hands on her body, feel another cock in her cunt. She closed her eyes and told me to fuck her while she pretended I was someone else. I moved between her legs and slid inside her warmth, holding myself above her and watching the expression on her face as she imagined another man pumping between her legs….and she came hard underneath me. Before I could cum, she pushed me off and hopped up.
Sweaty and needing to get ready for work, she hopped in the shower. I followed along behind, still hoping I’d get a chance to relieve the building pressure in my balls. We have a lovely shower – it has a tiled bench and one of those fancy heads with the massage settings. We’ve only recently moved in to this place, and we’d yet to have sex in the shower…when I walked in, Jean bent over the bench and told me to fuck her hard. I moved behind her gorgeous ass and spread her open and slid the tip of my cock into her wetness, slamming home into her, sheathing my cock in her warmth. I grabbed her hips and started pumping away, until I was close to cumming…when she heard me moaning she turned back, “Don’t cum in me, you don’t deserve it!” and pulled away from me as I popped out of her.
She grabbed the shower head and sat down on the bench, turning it to the massage setting and aiming it at her clit…her legs spread wide and her hair and body dripping with water, she trained it on herself, eyes closed, until she came again, moaning, bucking her ass up off the bench…Finally spent, she looked at my staring at her, stroking my cock, and had mercy on me. “Sit down and I’ll suck you off…but you can’t cum in my mouth,” she told me. I obeyed, and she put her amazing oral talents to work, taking me all the way into her mouth, my balls resting on her chin, teasing me with her amazing tongue…I was already on edge and it wasn’t long until I was groaning and warning her that I was about to cum. She pulled back and stared as I stroked my cock until it started to throb, shooting thick ropes of cum up in the air and onto the shower floor.
Since that morning we’ve come to an agreement…we’ll take it a day at a time, try to repair the broken trust, and we’re slowly dipping our toes into trying to find the right man to give her the sexual experience she’s craving. In the last three days I’ve fucked her from behind while telling her how I was going to direct events at her first gangbang, eaten my cum out of her cunt after we’ve fantasized that another man had just cum inside her, she woke me up in the middle of the night to ride me until she came, then rolled over and went back to sleep, leaving me hard and frustrated, and she’s begged me for my cum as I stroked myself to a shattering orgasm and cum on her tits (which she proceeded to rub all over them as I stroked out the last few bursts)…it’s a brave new world, hopefully with a lot more stories to come!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4bipzn/her_turn_mf_so_far_cheating_aftermath