Writing some short stories about all the crazy weekends my ex-wife and I have had from May until Nov 2021.
**[Took the Blue Pill]**
I don’t have ED or anything. I just wanted to try the over-the-counter male enhancement pill, mostly to see if they worked and if it was really as good as I heard. I started my search but ended up dealing mostly with ineffective substitutes or unhappy side effects. Finally getting ahold of a substitute that worked for me and was successful in a one-handed trial.
You might ask, why even get this at all? The reason was, Chelsea and I had been hooking up for a little over a month by this point and our relationship was still at the “getting back in each others good graces” stage. Spicing up an afternoon sounded like a lot of fun and I was eager to surprise her with it.
Our reconnection back in May was rocky and tentative at best. We were still prone to random fights and arguments if either of us touched on a sore subject. The single only thing going for us was the Angry divorcee sex. It was essentially the defining cornerstone in our relationship at that point. It was a situation that was “an unsteady FWB thing” that neither of us wanted to end. Pride is a fickle thing. We could easily admitted to wanting to fuck the other rotten, but apologizing for mistakes was just out of reach as things were the others fault. Being apart for 6 months had only made us simps for the other but not muster up the courage to see each other as anything more.
Before Chelsea would arrive for our early summer weekend romp, my thought process was that the erectile pill would help me with her needs. To let her orgasm more so she is all too happy to ~~cum~~ come back for more. Well, my thoughts were well intentioned, just not forward thinking enough to anticipate the aftermath.
She pulled up and we conversed about the weeks BS. The conversation turn towards sex and I quickly snuck off to pop the pill. While away, she excused herself to quickly rinse off and freshen up the pleasure tubes.
She gave me mind escaping blow job while still wet from the shower. I ate her out and she moaned loudly in satisfaction. Additional foreplay ensued; including a spanking session, plugging her ass and a vigorous pussy fucking. She returned to sucking my cock for what seemed like a half an hour and I wasn’t complaining.
I was beginning to feel the effects which apparently made me harder, but not the urge to cum. With her jaw tiring out, she finally joked if I had taken Viagra or something because this was not normal. I feigned ignorance and moved onto the main event. Anal sex is our favorite acts to perform and its something we do nearly every time we have sex.
I position her doggystyle over a pillow and I slide into my ex-wife’s ass for the umpteenth time. Within moments, I’m rhymical gliding into my ex’s ass and she’s physically enjoying the penetrating sensation. We typically go for a slower stride with longer thrusts for deeper penetration. She prefers this to going hard and fast, which is reserved for the end of the night activities. I’m going at this speed for quite some time and I’m still rock hard which is a not exactly uncommon.
I say this because I felt that the pill had added an extra layer of male-enhanced-thickness to my shaft. We had to switch positions multiple times over the course of a half hour. By this point, Chelsea figured out that this is not natural. I confess to trying out the blue pill and she all but squeals with delight. She encourages me to go for it and see how long I can last before it deflates. I bend her over the edge of the bed, which is our fool-proof to-go position of getting each other off. My ex-wife moans as I push back into her. Now begging me to fuck her rotten, I oblige and immediately take up our familiar pace. She is groaning at the pleasure and tells me to pound harder. I increase my intensity and pummel her insides into the bed.
The metal frame shrieks in protest with each extra large plunge into her tabooest of holes. Dear readers, my ex-wife is no stranger to taking it up the butt as she is an eager beaver. I am thrusting into her hard and she is screaming for more and harder. She has legendary endurance so I knew she could take it. Within moments, Chelsea cums hard while I continue the jack-hammer like pace undeterred. She is gripping the sheets while screaming into the pillow. Orgasm after orgasm rockets through her and I’m just pounding away. I shoot my load deep into her and only slow down enough to catch my breath then back to jack-hammering.
This is where my ex-wife took one for the team as she later recanted. She was good to stop then and there but didn’t want to stop to take care of my needs. She begged me to continue on for my sake but she was nearing her limit. What she failed to realize was how much longer I could go, I’m plunged balls deep into her ass for another 30 minutes before squeezing out several more smaller orgasms and finishing her off 4 more times before she gave up and threw in the towel.
Several hours later, I got several texts from her saying that her ass was still throbbing to the point that it felt like I was still pounding her. I couldn’t be happier as she confessed that she didn’t regret any of it. That it was fun but physically exhausting. That said, she repeatedly regretted the sore bum in the days that followed. She had to sit on chairs as she leaned on one side.
It was a GoneWild experience that lead to us using the Blue pill nearly every hookup since. Chelsea swears she has no regrets but the wall of sore bum complaints say otherwise.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rdphzq/my_catholic_exwife_and_i_reconnect_over_the
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