Fucking my ex wife and regretting it [MF], rough

I would read part 1 here:

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Caught up? Good. So you know what my ex looks like and how she normally was awful in bed.

If you have read my stories you know I cheated a lot on her. A real lot. She never confronted me if she did know about them (I think she had a clue on one of them). She was miserable in our marriage but super pissed when I left her.

We stayed friends and up until Part 1 of this story we hadn’t fucked or anything since we had divorced.

I’ll assume though you are caught up on the events so far by reading part 1. On to the story…

The next week comes and I go to her place again. Dinner. Drinks. Movie I believe. Nothing fancy. I was curious what would happen but she gave no clue. It was if last week never happened.

Now you are probably thinking, “just ask her, this person who you have known half your life”

Oh silly. If we had any form of communication skills we wouldn’t be divorced or at least maybe we would have been divorced after year one.

The night was wrapping up and I assumed nothing was going to happen.

I should point out that i had been seeing someone prior to all this but she had moved away. My ex knew nothing about her or her existence.

She is mentioned in this story:

[Sadie](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bon78r/giving_the_neighbor_a_show_mf_kind_of_public/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=ios_share_flow_optimization&utm_term=control_2)

I’m going a little out of order as I have many more stories about Sadie. But just know my connection to her was deep and we just connected on every level.

My ex and I did not.

Back to the story.

I go to leave and again it is the same sexual tension starting to develop.

I kissed her again like last week. Her hands went to my cock immediately. My hands went into her pants. Shaved and wet. Just like last week.

I don’t know what was going on fully in my head. I wasn’t as into it. I knew what she was about. We had been down this road.

But my cock got hard and I needed to fuck someone.

This is where I decided that I was going to just go all out. Fuck it.

This is also where I will start to look really bad. This is kind of therapy for me in a way. Judge me if you want.

I pulled away from her and told her to strip. We rarely talked much during sex. Certainly never did commands like that.

She took her shirt off and undid her pants. It wasn’t that sexy. I didn’t care.

She stopped at her bra and panties.

“Keep going,” I commanded.

“You next,” she said. She smiled her blue eyes staring at me.

I stripped to nothing, my cock sticking straight out. She quickly followed. She stood in front of me nude. Her tits still tight for her age. Her nipples sticking straight out.

“Go over to the table,” I said.

She walked over to the table and I admired her tight bubble butt as she got to the dining table.

“Bend over,” I said.

I took the belt from my pants and slowly removed it. She looked at me. Put herself down on the table. The look was one of fear but excitement. Her breathing got loud.

She turned her head and looked forward away from me.

I got behind her and slapped her ass hard with my hand. I knew she could take it. I kept slapping her rotating back and forth on various spots on each cheek. She would sometimes moan. Sometimes jump.

My cock was rock hard and actually leaking precum just from this.

I took the belt and doubled it over. I lightly slapped her ass with it.

She was dead silent as I teased a bit.

I got into a better position and let loose. The entire belt wacking hard on her reddened ass.

“Fuck!” She let out. And jumped.

I put my hand between her legs on her wet pussy.

“Bend back over, I’m not done,” I told her in a tone of voice that I didn’t even know existed. It was cold but authoritative.

She very slowly bent back over. I aimed a bit on a different spot and let loose again as hard as I could.

“Fuck, oh shit. Stop,” She yelped. As she moved her arms back and stood up. Her face red.

I leaned in and kissed her passionately. I let my hands slowly rub her ass. I guess in an effort to soothe it.

I pulled back and placed her hands back on the table and told her to bend back over.

I figured if she didn’t want it she could say no.

She got back into position.

I hit her again not as strong with the belt. She jumped but didn’t move or say anything.

Again. I only did half the force from the first couple.

Again.

After the third one she stood up and turned away from me. Her ass was red. I wondered to myself if it would bruise.

I don’t know what came over me but I dropped the belt. I went behind her and moved her back to the table bent over. I felt her pussy which was soaked. I entered her easily and put my hands on her hips. I fucked her. Hard. I closed my eyes and just focused on my own dick fucking her.

It was angry and violent fuck. Just over the top rough. The table was moving with each thrust and she had her arms stretched out trying to hold on to anything.

I wanted to slap her ass more but didn’t need her screaming in pain while I tried to get off.

I felt myself getting close so I pulled out.

“Bend down,” I said.

My ex wouldn’t swallow, but was okay with facials. I thought one would be better than the other. But what do I know.

She got on her knees and closed her eyes. My dick just hovering over her lips and face as I stroked myself.

So many emotions came over me.

I didn’t like her much in that moment. I don’t know if it was justified or not.

I wanted to just punish her.

I came hard all over her face. Her nose. Her eyes. Some in her hair. I just covered her in cum. Some finally dripped out of my dick and down onto her lips and chin.

I backed off to see my cum covered ex wife on her knees in her own dining room.

“Damn that was a lot” she said as she got up and slowly walked to the bathroom to clean up.

I stood there naked. My dick still fully hard.

“Come upstairs,” she said as she got out of the bathroom.

“I didn’t get off yet, only fair,” she said as she led the way.

I followed her up. I didn’t know how to say no but I really wanted to leave. Her ass looked like a mess as it bounced in front of me up the stairs.

She went to her bedroom and got on her back on the bed.

She spread her legs.

I knew what she wanted and I climbed on the bed between her legs.

I had already cum. I wasn’t in the mood much anymore and was regretting all this. I knew I had a good ten minutes ahead of me of eating pussy.

Thankfully her pussy really was great to lick. After a few minutes I was into it and my dick had never gone soft.

It took less time than normal for her legs to squeeze me and her body to convulse in an orgasm.

I backed off and just climbed on top of her and put myself in her. She hated sex immediately after an orgasm ( so many fun rules I got to learn over the years).

I had just cum. She had just cum, so I just fucked her as long as I could. I didn’t look at her. I didn’t care. I fucked her missionary as long as my stamina could go.

I was starting to sweat. She went from having her legs around me to the sides to finally just on the bed. She never was much of an athlete and stamina was not a strength of hers.

I knew I wouldn’t get off this way with her under me.

I lifted myself out of her. Even her pussy looked a little red. I could tell by the look on her face she was sore and over having sex. I didn’t care.

I put her on all fours and entered her again. She jumped a little. She hated switching positions like this.

I fucked her from behind for a while. Her ass looked sore to even touch so I didn’t attempt to slap her more.

I was tempted to push it and play with her asshole, but I was getting tired and I had probably pushed things too much as it was.

She collapsed before I did. Her body on the bed. Probably a mixture of unable to keep herself up and needing a break from the fucking.

She didn’t say anything. She just laid there her eyes closed. Her lips were tight. Her hands above her clenching the sheets.

I lowered myself onto her and put my cock back in her from behind. She didn’t adjust herself, thankfully I’m long enough that it didn’t matter. She was a bit dryer than when we started which was helping with friction.

I pounded into her hard. Kept my arms wrapped around her breathing into her neck with an occasional kiss.

She wasn’t reacting anymore. Kind of felt like old times at this point. Her body was under me. Her breathing deep and her body was clenched all over.

I thought of Sadie. I thought of how good sex could be when you are with someone that gets you. With someone you can communicate with.

Thinking of Sadie’s naked body riding me made me cum hard. I pushed in deep and unloaded into my ex.

I pulled out and was exhausted. She rolled over and silently went to get cleaned up.

I went back downstairs and got dressed.

“Next week your place,” she said. Smiling and kissed me goodnight.

I couldn’t have been more confused.

We did something with friends around us a few more times, so we were never alone. There were times she made an excuse to be alone with me but I found a way out of it. Thankfully I found someone else a couple months later. We never had sex again. If I hadn’t met someone I can’t say we never would have.

I still don’t know what that night was about. I feel like I crossed a bad line. But she never said anything. Until the day I finally broke all contact with her. Her venom that day and what she said about that night was eye opening.

Anyway…that’s all I have to say about that I guess.

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