Originally posted to hotpast.
My wife has always been honest with me that she was in fact not a virgin when we started dating (which was fine, neither was I). She had admitted that her ex prior to me and her had had sex before, and I believed what she told me. I had no reason to doubt her.
She always told me that it was very uneventful sex, not overly passionate or anything wild. I knew she’d had a few boyfriends before him but she never hinted toward anything having happened with any of them. I knew the ex prior to me somewhat as kind of a friend of friends of friends situation. Hadn’t ever really talked to him, but knew he existed.
Partying at one point with friends a few years after marrying my wife, somehow or another his name came up. A guy who was at the party (loud-mouth, no-filter while drinking guy) says “Did you hear what he did to (girl we’d gone to high school with)? They had sex and she ended up needing stitches. Her vagina tore!” Obviously a few people were grossed out and were asking how, to which the friend was like, “did you guys not know he has a goddamn horse cock? I swore everyone knew this.”
I could see a few friends turning and looking at me, and on the inside I was a little bit of a flurry of thoughts and emotions. Thankfully for my sake one of my friends tapped him on the shoulder to stop and I believe informed him that my wife and the guy used to date.
My wife had not been standing around when this took place, but obviously I needed the truth. When the time was appropriate, I asked her if it was true her ex had a big cock. Naturally she became a little flustered and was very curious why I was asking, so I told her what happened. I could see it in her face while I told it that she realized she was going to have to tell me the truth.
Now, I’m about 7.5” and average girth, and can fit all the way into my wife. The girl can really take it. When I asked how it actually was, she said that it was slightly longer than mine, enough that it couldn’t fit all the way in. But what was the real kicker is that she said it was unbelievably thick. She didn’t doubt that it was capable of tearing another girl, because she said it was almost uncomfortable to take, like she could feel her walls stretching.
I was caught somewhere between jealousy and being turned on at that point and we talked a little more once she realized I could handle it. I asked her point blank at that point if he was the only guy she’d had sex with before me, knowing she was ready to tell the rest of her history.
I’d love to write about that one some time if you guys like this one. For the sake of length I think I’ll be cutting this one off here.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a0kmo7/wifes_past_comes_into_question_mf
Is she a freak in bed or something? Being jealous is natural, but what does it is what you do with.
Speaking from experience, don’t ask questions you don’t want answers to. Besides, women always lie about their sexual past.