Ex-Con Puts his Married Ex-Wife in Her Place! (Cheating wife, cock worship, sloppy blowjobs)

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/j3yn0g/excon_meets_exwife_and_her_new_husband_or_new/)

Tabitha’s heart was beating a thousand miles a minute. He was back, hell he was standing right next to her! And she’d him into her house… She screamed internally and turned to look at her hulking ex. She looked at his arms, the white wife beater he was in seeming to barely hold in his broad chest. His arms were massive and covered in even more ink that before he went in. She could see sleeves working their way up into the shirt, and peaking out around his collar. She hated herself, because she couldn’t deny he looked damn good. He’d been gone five years, and there was a part of her that hungered for him.

Kirk had kicked his boots off as he entered the house. He still saw it as his. His rucksack was dropped in the living room as Lee went to get the guest bedroom ready. He raised an eyebrow noticing which way the little man was going too. It was the master bedroom… Apparently Tabby had set up the old guest room as the main, probably to get rid of as many reminders of her old flame as possible. He just smirked, that would make it even easier to make it his again.

He turned back to the woman, and yet again just blatantly checked her out. “Hmmmm… You’ve put on some weight.” She flinched. “Y-you ass.” She hissed the words, her teeth bared. But her face was flushed and a sheen of sweat was on her forehead. His grin, that old weapon of his, just turned up a notch. “I didn’t say it was bad, I like it.” And god help her, she believed him. He’d always been shockingly honest with her. All his faults, but lying hadn’t been one of them. “Mmm, yeah, you were always curvy, now… I haven’t been with a real woman in a looong time baby, and I missed you.”

He reached out and stroked her cheek. She let him for a second before realizing it, then shoved his hand off. “Stop it. We’re through Kirk. You’re an ex-con, and current loser. I’m trying to be nice. So don’t make comments on my body, and don’t fucking touch me.” She hissed most of it again, because while she was doing her best to stand up to him, she dreaded Lee hearing it. And then part of what he said occurred to her. She remembered his comment about prison bitch’s, in a mean comparison to her husband… The words had made her feel a bit queasy. “A real woman…? Do you mean… ?” Then her lips curved upwards.

“Oh wow Kirk, don’t tell me you went gay in prison?” She slapped both hands over her mouth, her eyes bright with laughter barely held in restrain. But if being locked up had done one thing for the big man, it had helped him curve his already well controlled temper, and learn serious patience. His lips quirked. “Gay? Nah… Doesn’t count as gay when its some faggot bitch begging for it.” She looked like she was about to say more, to try to keep mocking him but he cut her off. “Do you remember when you used to beg Tabby?” His voice grew heated and he stepped closer to her.

“Do you remember when I’d take you whenever I wanted? And you’d thank me for it? When I’d hold it over you like a treat, and you’d beg? Just like a good bitch?” His eyes were wide and bored into her’s. She wanted to deny it, to pretend it never happened, but for just a moment, looking up at him, she remembered looking much higher. Being on her knees, with the shadow of his manhood on her face. And the way it made her feel, with a smile on her face, and her slit dripping onto the ground. She was breathing very hard, and very fast.

“Alright its all set up!” Her eye’s focused and Kirk was standing there, just over one of her arm’s lengths away. Still in his… But he calm, relaxed, a slight smile on his face. “Aw, thanks Lee, you’re a great guy. First thing I need to do… Take a shower. Heh, prison one’s are not a safe place.” He stared right into Lee’s eyes when he said it. His voice was casual, but his gaze was unnerving for the small man. Then he glanced over to Tabby, and gave her a blatant wink before turning down the hallway. She felt sure that prison showers with him had been a dangerous place, but not for him. Her eyes followed him, then slid down to Lee. She swallowed hard, and desperately tried to put on a smile. She could see Lee was just a bit unnerved.

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The shower felt good, he hadn’t been lying about wanting one with some privacy for once. He wouldn’t have said no to some company… but he was very patient. He got out of the shower looked at the small shelf with towels. He ignored them and headed to the door, cracking it open. “Hey Tabby!” he hollered. He gave it a second before a “Uh, y-yeah? Kirk?” “Hey babe, you guys didn’t stock the towels in here! Can ya bring me one?”

The master bedroom had its own restroom, and he was shouting from the door to the room itself. And after making his request he retreated back to the restroom. He heard the door open, and looked over to see her holding an arm in with the towel. Might be wrong, but he was pretty sure that hand was shaking… “H-here Kirk…” She murmured just loud enough to be heard through the door. “I’m in the bathroom Tabby, you can bring it in. Damn, nothing you haven’t seen before, don’t be rude.” It was silly, but that last part was just a little jab… but something that he knew would get through to her, and give her an excused. Because his Tabby was his, and she was weak. When he called she came, that’s all there was too it.

Her arm went stiff for a moment, then bent and the elbow pushed the door open. He was just inside the restroom with the door partially closed, a wide grin on his face. But he toned it down as he pulled the door in, and stepped through. The short and curvy woman went stiff. And a small sound hitched in the back of her throat. Because she was staring at him, completely in the buff.

Kirk had gotten bigger, more muscular. His tan was more uneven, not like he would be nude in the prison yard. And the shades made some of his tattoo’s stand out even more. Including the one just above his cock, the one that looked like a pair of vibrant feline eyes. The ones she’d had so many staring matches with. “Oh god…” She whimpered, and he couldn’t help it. His lips curled and he stepped right up to her. He took the towel, and used it casually to dry off his head, then left it on his shoulders. His vision clearing and she was still staring at his hanging cock. Well, it was hanging, because with her so close, staring at him, it had begun to grow.

“Well Tabby? Aren’t you going to say you miss me? Aren’t you going to tell him?” And as she shuddered and started to put a foot back he laid his massive mitts on her shoulders. And gave a push. He wasn’t as rough as she sometimes remembered, but he easily overpowered her. She squeezed her mouth shut and did her level best not to cry out, and then her eyes were wide as she stared at his cock head. It was round, swollen, and beginning to leak precum. Her mouth hung open some, her plump wet lips so inviting.

“Oh god, oh god, oh godddd….” She whined, it was just like she remembered. Oh jesus, it might have been worse! He was still wet, his muscled glistened, and in this moment he was like a god before her. She realized that this was not the first time she’d likened the man to one. And a bit of her hope seemed to drain away… Perhaps that was the sudden wet feeling between her legs. Whatever it was, her muttering faded to a wordless whine of shock and panic as he leaned closer, and pressed his shaft to her face.

“Oh, fuck I missed this view. My pretty Tabby, being the perfect cock rack. No one loves it like you baby…” His left hand reached out to run through her fingers, and his shaft just sat there on her face. Its length going across her left eye, the tip in her bangs, and his balls rested on her chin. She knew she should be panicking, screaming, and trying to get away. But instead her hands came up and wrapped around his shaft like an old friend.

“That’s it… mmmm still that soft touch. If your mouth wasn’t so good I’d be asking for handy’s non stop.” He grinned, and damn her, her own mouth curved up to match. Because it was an old joke, one he’d told her a dozen times. One he’d said to others… sometimes while she was in this position and they watched. She was dazed, drunk on just memories, but the real thing was here. He took a light step back, and his cock was in front of her again, and like always, she pulled it down till his tip was pointed right at her lips.

“I shouldn’t… This is so wrong… Oh god Kirk, please don-ahhhh-gagghhh-gulp!” Her words were cut off by her own wide opening mouth. His shaft slid between her lips, then touched her throat, and with a small effort she swallowed and the head of his cock was in her throat! He eyes were wide, and she struggled to breath through her nose. She used to be able to do this so easily damn it! And oh god she hated her self for being upset at the stagnation of the skill… He looked down and a eyebrow rose as her eyes started to water. The subtle bit of eye shadow she always wore began to run, and a light -Gurk… gugh… GURK!” And he pulled out.

His shaft came free quickly, and she gasped aloud. His cock was in a pretty good layer of throat slide as she sucked in air, then bit her lip as her nostrils flared. “Damn Tabby, you must be out of practice.” She nodded despite herself, and also, for fuck sake she was stroking him off even now! “I… I haven’t been with one this size in…” She swallowed, mostly out of nervousness, but also incredibly aware that several globs of precum had just gone down her gullet. The thought made her lady parts tingle. But he just smirked at her.

“Baby… there isn’t any other one this size. Its ok darlin, you’re still the best damn mouth I’ve ever had.” Oh god he said it so sincere. She looked up at him, and the nasty compliment affected her harder than it had any right. Her cheeks flushed, and her heart thudded. She stroked him faster, and against everything the back of her brain was screaming, she pulled his cock down and gave the tip of it a kiss. A sweet wet press of her plump lips to the tip, the kind that always made him moan, and it did. “Hnnng… oh fuck I missed you…” She smiled up at him, her lust really taking over now… “I know you did daddy… ” Her thoughts were so screwed, and she looked over to the door. It was still open, and she swallowed again, this time almost entirely stress.

“Ok… Ok, I can do it baby. Cum for me fast, gimme a treat” She said the last in that up lilt, a playful slutty voice like a stripper in a schoolgirl outfit. She kissed his cock again, then gave it a big lick, then wrapped her lips around the tip. “HNNNNG! Fuuuuckkkk…” He said the word around clenched teeth as his girl showed him why she really was the best. Her prime DSL’s went to work and his breathing sped up. Part of him actually felt annoyed at how quickly his orgasm was cumming, he could always go the distance damnit! But fuck, it had been years. And she had asked for it, that *always* got him going.

And if there was any doubt of how bad she wanted it, she began to force more in. She worked the length of his cock again and again, eyes forward. She was focusing on the tattoo on his cock, the tiger eyes of her man, her stud, her god. And she made a slick juicy mess of his cock. His cock got to her throat and she barely slowed before working speeding up her rhythm, the only thing that really stopped her for a second was when he stumbled on shaky legs. But that just encouraged her! He was so close! She could feel it! Hell she could almost taste it! And she was pretty sure she could smell it cooking in those big balls… She reached one hand down to fondle them, the other gripping a thigh. His balls swung and her lips got even closer. Drool from her mouth ran down to the family jewels, but a whole lot more was all over her top. The grey shirt was somewhat form fitting her full breasts, with a collar just low enough for a hint of cleavage. But now it was clinging to her cleavage, and that cling was turning almost see through as more of her own drool spread out.

He looked down and he wanted those tits, he wanted them before this got too far. He pulled back and away, and she looked at him with a mix of hurt and greedy lust. “Take your top off, I *need* those fat tits Tabby.” He growled the word, and need was the key word, he was desperate to see her breasts. She knew had been a long time for him, and she couldn’t say no at the best of times it seemed. So she reached down, arms crossed, and yanked the soiled top off and her full breast’s bounced free for his wide eyed viewing pleasure. She got way too much enjoyment out of it. Her gruff and always in control Kirk looked like a little boy on Christmas. He grinned wide, then took a step to the side and sat on the edge of the nearby bed. “Use em, MMm fuck, use em on me now Tabby.” His voice was husky and she moved closer to do as he said.

She got her large breast’s around his cock, and starting working them up and down rapidly. She had missed this too. “You like em still baby? Still think they’re the best?” She looked past his cock to his eyes. He was mostly looking at her tits, but he nodded. “Oh fuck yes… Fuck they’re goddamn amazing…” “You’re cock is amazing… I missed it Daddy…” She said the words as she worked her tits up and down, and his wide smile became a cocky grin again. “Your hubby can’t use those big tits can he? Can’t get down your throat right either? How much bigger am I Tabby…?” He said the words in a mercilessly playful tone.

“He’s…” Her tit fucking slowed down, and she bit her lip. But then the whole situation seemed to slap her in the face. She’d gone too far, she was back on her knees and fucking worshiping this asshole. She couldn’t stop there. “He’s pathetic Daddy. I think I’ve stretched myself out more with my fingers…” Then she got back into the tit fuck, and gave a nasty smile. “Its kind of cute sucking him off, he cums so fast. But SO boring.” She gave the bottom of his cock another wet kiss. “Not like this… Hnnng.. cum for me daddy, come onnnn… I need it…” She whined the words, and as his nostrils flared she grinned wickedly and wrapped her lips back around his cock. She started to suck, but then her eyes went wide. Not in fear, but in exhilaration, because his strong hands were gripping her head and she knew what came next.

Her stud started to face fuck her. To use her mouth, and then her tits as another hole. It was rough, and wet, and she just did her best to keep her teeth clear and not gag. The last part was harder, the muscle memory of how to move her mouth was coming faster than her gag reflex immunity. But as her eyes watered up badly, and she started to make uncontrollable half retching sounds he reached his limit and came hard.

“Hoooh… FUCK!” he shouted the word, not caring if he was heard and his jizz pumped into her throat, straight down her belly. She shuddered and her shoulders shook, and to her own shame she had to pull back, but then she got a new pleasure. His cream filled her mouth and she moaned like a happy little whore as she tasted his rich seed. Some of it dripped out of her mouth around his fat rod, but she swallowed the best she could, and took down what felt like a pint of baby batter. She finally pulled off with a lazy smile on her face.

They were both breathing hard, and she looked back to the door. She heard a loud sound, and realized it was the TV. She heard a voice and it was… Japanese. She recognized the language because Lee was, funnily enough, a massive japanophile and loved anime. Always going on about how the duck was better than the suck. It confused the fuck out of her, but she was pretty sure he didn’t mean better than her blow jobs.

But more importantly he hadn’t heard a thing, and had been consumed by his cartoons. She breathed a sigh of relief. Then finally got to her feet. “Oh… god Kirk, you really filled me up…” She was talking in a hushed tone, and a hand was on her belly, the other playing with a nipple. The big man grinned up at her, he was laying flat on his back for the moment. “You’re still the hottest fucking suck in the damn world.” And she grinned and winked at him. Then frowned. “I… I don’t know what to do about Lee… Kirk, he’s been good to me.”

He raised an eyebrow, then pushed off the bed. She was surprised by the nod he gave. “I can tell. He can’t fuck like me… but… hell, who can? I mean damn, far as I’m concerned you haven’t even been with another man… Just a little bitch.” He grinned, and the way he said the word showed seemed to show a scary amount of familiarity with the word. “Kirk… were you… were you serious about all that bitch stuff before…?”

He looked her in the eye and grinned. “Baby, you know I was. Especially the part about them begging for it. I can always tell the type.” He pushed off the bed and stood over her. “Maybe… I should keep Lee around. Remember how sometimes you’d bring your friends around? Heh, and I’d get friendly with both of you at the same time?” Her eyes got extra wide, and her mouth hung a little slack. She nodded dumbly. Setting up Threesomes with Kirk had always been kinky. She enjoyed watching more than she’d ever expected. And cheering. And taking over whenever the women inevitably passed out. They were the only times she could have a hope of outlasting her god. Only a few of her friends had wanted to come back for round two, they got intimidated by the man. She bit her lip for a moment, her head spinning. “He… He has a really nice butt Kirk. Like.. I think its almost as big as mine.”

They both had a five year flashback for a moment to her saying something similar about a coworker she had at the time. But that had been a woman. He grinned wide and gave the same answer he did back then. “I can’t wait to see.”

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