My Catholic ex-wife and I reconnect over the summer Part 3 [MF], [Anal], [Rough Anal], [Angry Sex]

Writing a series of short stories about all the gonewild weekends my ex-wife and I shared from May until Nov 2021.

**[Angry Anal on the new Spanking Bench]**

This story starts immediately after [the spanking session](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/rexu53/my_catholic_exwife_and_i_reconnect_over_the/) but not required to read.

It was late afternoon and my freshly showered ex-wife was lounging around on the couch in my bathrobe naked. I made us an early dinner as we watched a movie while giving her thoroughly spanked ass the rest it needed. She was fidgeting, giving me “the look”, overall in a playful mood after the oxytocin rush was settled in from earlier. Constantly poking me in an annoying and poke-the-bear kind of way. I sensed she was horny but the uncharacteristic bratty behavior was not normal.

When that wasn’t getting the reaction out of me that she wanted, she started in with the lip and backtalk. I figured she was acting the part of her “brat” roleplay. I gave her a masochistic order that I knew would bait her into lashing out. Boy did she ever.

My Catholic ex-wife and I reconnect over the summer [MF] [Anal] Part 1

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.

[M]y Catholic Schoolgirl ex-wife as FWB – The kinky consensual [F]uckdoll

Have you ever had a relationship go to shit and every attempt to salvage it crashed and burned so many times you lost count? For Chelsea and I, this sums up the last year and a half of our marriage, breakup, divorce and its aftermath. Yet our journey that started 8 years ago, (some of you have been along for part of the ride), wasn’t over just yet. Spoilers, this is a retelling of some of our hardships and why we had such incredibly good mind-blowing sex because of everything we went through. It’s worth the read if you enjoy stories, happy endings and are in this for more than a quick fap.

[MF] The Catholic Schoolgirl ex-wife and I get back together as FWB and new bedroom rules [Anal only]

Without going into a whole lot of detail, most of which you can read in my profile, Chelsea, (the ex-wife) and I have been talking the past few months or so. It started out as basic texting, which turned into long conversations, then transitioned to lengthy phone nights. Despite the rough divorce last year, therapy sessions and couples counseling, the time we’ve been apart has eased much of the tension between us which in turn has abled us to talk like rational adults. Our relationship is incredibly complicated, which both of us knew from the start. Through our conversations, it was a bittersweet revelation to come to the surface that even though both of us love each other, we were no longer in love with each other. And most likely never will be again. Hard pill to swallow but we both accepted it and we’ve agreed to be the best parents we can be for our kid. Respecting each other was the first step in sealing the love we have for the wee one as we raise them as divorced parents.

Wife came out of the shower with a fluffy bunny buttplug tail [MF]

Easter Sunday and I got to do Daddy duties early this morning while my wife Chelsea slept in. After some breakfast, playtime with our son and early morning routine duties, I put him down for a mid-morning nap. I heard the shower running and thought it was good time to pop down for a quick half-hour myself and let the wife take over a bit.

I heard the blowdryer and no sooner than I shut my eyes, I hear the tell tale, “Ohh honey… do you like?”. I pop a weary eye half open to spot my naked wife in the bathroom doorway doing her best Marilyn Monroe impersonation. I gave a half-hearted wolf-whistle followed by a caveman grunt of appreciation. But it was when she turned around did I notice she had a fluffy/furry bunny tail on her rear. My manhood gave a stir and began to wake up. My wife has a large and gorgeous ass. An applebottom posterior with far more hip-to-ass ratio than an upper body. If you must get a visual, thick a pear with sexy legs.

Quarantine reaming! Rekindling the romance [MF]

With all the COVID-19 shit going around and bad news after bad news flooding our feed, I finally have something positive to report on. It starts off with my wife Chelsea and I had been having our fair share of marital problems and unfortunately, we ended up separated this past Christmas season. But, through intense marital counseling and therapy sessions and making a long story short, we officially got back together earlier this March. Because of the nature of our marital problems, it has been a difficult road rekindling our communication, our love and just as importantly, our romance. About the only thing we’ve been able to mostly rekindle was our sex life, which is for more or less what you’re all here for.

We’ve had lots of time together these past weeks and the quickies, have been… good. So-to-speak, but we just haven’t had the opportunity for the good ole fashion make-up romance sex we’d been craving. Finding the time without a babysitter longer feasible is proving to be difficult.

[MfF] The night I had kinky sex with TWO former Catholic Schoolgirls. [Long] but worth it!

Submitting another story that never got posted. My wife gave it the ban hammer after proofreading it, but things have changed. Still, not Chelsea’s favorite moment. Fairly enjoyable for me though.

Takes place after [How a sex game spiced up our 3-some](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cdxar1/how_a_sex_game_spiced_up_our_3some_a_repressed/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x).
Recap: Chelsea and I have been dating for over two years now and she wanted to try fulfilling a fantasy of being sandwiched in MfF 3-some experience. Our first experience with my ex FWB Amy was fun and memorable but didn’t work out. Our second partner was the timid submissive Lynsi (former best friend from work), but she had issues we all agreed she should take care of. Chelsea and I agreed to give the sandwich 3-some fantasy one more go now that we had a previous inaccessible option recently become enthusiastically available.

Introducing Julie. The smaller framed competitive brat of a brunette who’s into showing off, being the center of attention, and ohh yeah… kinks include pain, spanking and some bdsm. They attended the same Catholic High School together but she was two years younger. They had similar backgrounds of Ultra-strict religious parents, one of the girls that smoked behind the bleachers with her and ultimately, they bonded over the atypical rebellious attitude they both shared. Adding to their kinship, both were spanked by their parents and each eventually grew to enjoy the act. They remained friends years later and is one of few people that Chelsea confided her full sexual history with.

[Mf] How my repressed Catholic girlfriend flashed the UPS guy

This is another older story I wrote a while ago but couldn’t post it for… reasons, and I’ll leave it at that. This story takes place over a long period of time. A [Caught] and [Humiliation] story starting from back when my wife and I were in the early days of dating.

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Back when I was first dating my sexually repressed Catholic girlfriend Chelsea, my place was the ideal meeting spot for our date nights. She often parked her car around the block, sometimes walking up to a half a mile or more just to hide any notion of where she was going or coming from. She even concocted alibi’s and fake reasons for visiting the neighborhood in case anyone asked or recognized her vehicle. The area was well-to-do so the idea of someone potentially knowing her CEO Father or mother wouldn’t be out of the realm of possibilities.

[MF] My Repressed Catholic girlfriend and I discover a new fetish. [Caught][Spanking][Kink] Long but worth it.

This is an older story that I never posted because… reasons. I’ve been in a writer’s slump lately so I figured fuck it, posting it as is. The time-line is a year or soon into our relationship in case you are following my previous posts.

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Quick background and how it ties into this story. Before I met my wife Chelsea, she was the textbook stereotype of the rebellious teenage Catholic school girl. Daddy issues, smoked behind the bleachers in HS and was constantly in trouble with her school and parents. In college, she got herself a steady boyfriend and partook in famous religious loophole of taking it up the butt and giving blowjobs for years to avoid the “true sin” of having sex out of wedlock. Because it was taboo and against the rules, she taught her body that kinky acts were not only pleasurable, but if the sex didn’t involve toys, anal and/or a spanking… she wasn’t interested. Now add the spice of Catholic “shame and guilt” to pervert her eagerness to do these forbidden acts… and this was how I got my gift-wrapped sex machine girlfriend delivered to me.

How a night of roleplay might send my girlfriend and I to hell! [Mf]

**TL:DR** My girlfriend Chelsea and I rented a Priest and Nun costume and chose to act out a kinky roleplaying fantasy. The two of us defiled each other and acted out every porno fantasy we could think of.

I’ve written many stories about my now wife and I’s adventures before we tied the knot, but this one goes down as one of our most infamous. For starters, my girlfriend Chelsea and I come from religious backgrounds. She was raised by ultra-strict and devout Catholics who attended Mass every Sunday, rain or shine. Because of that, she was very bit the repressed rebellious Catholic schoolgirl stereotype. She went to private school, broke all the rules, got detention, smoked behind the bleachers, basically a hellion daughter. As punishment, she was disciplined by her parents the old-fashioned way. Often having to choose the method of being reprimanded. Meaning; by paddle, spoon, switch or belt. Through her own admission, she had to choose from these quite a lot.