Wife Bumps into Her Ex 1 (Updated Version)
Listening to her downstairs, I rubbed my dick through my boxers. I had been edging myself all night, anticipating her coming home in this state. Edging because often when she comes home drunk, she is very horny and so drunk that she will pass out before I can cum. So I had started to edge myself, hoping to quickly cum if I did get to fuck her.
She never came when she was this drunk. She just said it’s the way she’s wired. She can get wet and turned on but just can’t cum when she’s drunk. Usually, the following day I would use my mouth and fingers to give her an orgasm. I imagined this as I got hard and waited for her to come up. I could hear movement downstairs but didn’t know what was taking her so long.
After a while, I heard her coming up the stairs, again louder than usual, but I figured it was because she was drunk. She entered the room, and we smiled at each other with a cute but guilty grin. She said, “Hi.”
She undressed and pulled the covers back, exposing my hand to my cock.
“I can see your little guy is ready for me,” she said.
“Always,” I replied.
I looked at her gorgeous body as I lay there stroking my dick. She was 39 years old but so sexy. She had aged amazingly well, and I was lucky to have her. She was five foot seven. Her dark hair grazed her dark-skinned shoulders. Her 34C breasts bounced as she sat beside me on the bed and rubbed her nipple along my open mouth before placing her hand over mine and stopping me from stroking.
“You better slow down, baby. I want to cum tonight.”
“Yeah?” I whispered back, suddenly regretting my edging.
“Yeah, baby, I want to cum on a cock, not your mouth. I want you to throw me down and fuck me like when we first met. Like when we were young. Can you do that, baby?”
“I can try.”
“You think you’ll succeed tonight, even though you know I never come on your cock unless I ride you and play with my clit?” she asked and gently stroked my cock as she held it.
I was on the verge of cumming just listening to her talk like that. I’m submissive, and she knows it.
A couple of years ago, when she confessed that she had had a brief affair with a guy named Colin, I told her that I had known and that it turned me on. We played role-play and dirty talk about her with other men while we had sex. When she revealed that Colin “had a huge cock” that “barely fit inside,” and I came before she even completed the sentence, it became my number one turn-on. She preferred not to say his name but rather talk in general terms of a man with a big cock fucking her and me watching, but in my mind, it was always him. As I thought about that now and felt myself almost cumming I stopped her hand on my cock.
“What’s the matter, babe? You already close?” she asked as she moved her hand to my balls. “What were you thinking about?”
“You. With Colin and his huge cock.”
“Mmmm. Me too, baby. Do you still want to see my face as his huge cock slides into my tight pussy?”
“Oh fuck.” I grabbed my cock again, unable to control myself, but she slapped my hand away.
“Do you still want to see him fuck me from behind as I stare into your eyes? See me cum over and over again on his huge cock?”
“Say it!” She commanded and squeezed my balls tightly.
“Baby, you know I do.”
She squeezed them tighter, “I want to hear you say it.”
“I want you to,” I replied quietly.
“Want me to what?” she said as she moved her hand back to my cock and just held it.
“And his huge cock?”
“Baby, you’re going to make me cum.”
“Don’t you dare cum. I need to get fucked tonight.”
And with that, she straddled over me and sat down on my throbbing cock. She was already wet. Very wet. I slid right in.
“I’m so wet that I can barely feel you, baby.”
“Do you want me to slide my fingers inside you with my cock?
“No. I want Colin’s big dick inside me. I want to feel him stretch me and make me scream and squirt all over the bed until I pass out exhausted instead of bored like you. Do you want that too? Do you want to see that?”
I nodded my head.
“I need you to say. And say it loud. Say you want to see Colin’s big cock fuck me hard and make me cum.”
I was so close to cumming I just spit it out, “I want to see Colin’s huge cock fuck the shit out of you and make you cum so hard.”
She stopped grinding on my cock and smiled at me. I was thankful she stopped as I was about to end all this by cumming inside her. “Good.” She said. “I have a surprise. What if I said I saw him tonight, and he’s standing just outside our bedroom door with his big cock ready to fuck me. Ready to make YOUR fantasy come true?”
I went white. Was she playing with me, or was this true? The fantasy was one thing, but him hearing me say what I had just said was almost too humiliating.
“What if I told you that he and I spent all night dancing and making out? He had his hands all over your wife, and my pussy is soaking wet just thinking about his hug dick inside me?”
“Baby, please, you’re going to make me cum.”
“What if I said he knows you have a little dick and wants me to be satisfied. The same way you want me to be satisfied? You want me to be satisfied, right baby?”
“Yes. Of course.”
“Then what do you say? Is this just a fantasy? Or will you let him fuck me? Right here, right now?”
I stared at her, unable to speak. She leaned down and whispered in my ear, “I still love you and only you, baby, but I know this is your fantasy, and I’m drunk, and I did bump into him at the club. We’ve been dancing and making out, he had his hands all over me, but I told him I would only fuck him if you were OK with it. Are you OK with it, baby? Can I fuck him? Are you ready to see how big his cock is?”
I nodded. Not sure what I could say. My mind was spinning between jealousy and arousal. Without even thinking, I said, “Yes. I want to see him fuck you.”
“OK, baby,” she smiled. “You can come in, Colin.
I looked to the door, and he came in. The man who had fucked my wife for three months twelve years ago. The man whose huge cock changed my sex life forever. He dropped his boxers and revealed a meaty dick nearly twice my size, soft as I was when fully hard. I saw the lust in my wife’s eyes as she reached out and grabbed hold of it. It filled her hand. Her fingers didn’t touch it as she held it, unlike mine, which disappeared in her fist.
She turned to me and smiled and said, “This is his cock, baby. Is it everything you imagined?”
And when she said that, I came so hard inside her. I had the biggest, longest orgasm of my life over my wife’s ex’s cock. I was immediately completely embarrassed. Made worse when
Colin laughed and said, “Well, I guess he won’t be joining in then.”
My wife looked at me with this awful pity in her eyes. Her look was incredibly humiliating. I felt like such a failure. I had promised to make her cum, and we hadn’t even started yet, and now my limp little cock plopped out of her as she stood up and kissed Colin.
His hands were all over her body, and she stroked him to fully erect. His cock was huge. She had not exaggerated at all. Compared to my dick, it was as if he was a different species. She turned to me and asked me if I liked it. I nodded. I wanted it to stop, but it had gone too far now. I knew it couldn’t stop. No matter what I said, he would fuck her brains out tonight.
She turned to me and said, “You made a mess of my pussy, baby. I think it’s only right you clean it up. Lick me. Get my pussy ready for his huge cock.”
It was one thing for me to lick my cum out of her when we were alone, but in front of him? The look on his face said it all. There is no way this alpha-cock man would ever do something like that. Before I could say anything, she sat on my face and ground her pussy into me. I had no choice. I licked her, and she stroked and sucked his massive cock as my limp little two-incher lay there numb. I tried to reach around her and stroke myself, hoping that if I could get hard again, I could be more turned on by this whole night. Even enjoy it. I felt my limp little dick in my hand and thought about what his cock would feel like. I couldn’t blame my wife for wanting it because even I thought it would feel better.
I felt myself getting hard again. I stroked faster and maybe got my erection to eighty percent. I’m 5″ fully hard. My wife got off my face, and after looking at my penis, she gave me an ‘I’m sorry’ look. She then bent over so that her boobs were in my face, and she whispered into my ear as she grabbed hold of my dick and held it.
“He’s going to fuck me now. His huge cock will slide into my pussy and make me cum because you can’t, baby. Because you’re brave enough to let him fuck me, and I love you for it. I wish we could surgically replace your cock with his, but we can’t. I’m sorry. Oh fuck, he’s rubbing it against my wet pussy, baby. I’m so wet, so turned on. Hold me, baby, as his huge cock splits me in two. Watch my face as his huge cock enters me.”
Suddenly I was fully erect again in her hand and very turned on. I watched as she bit her lip and moaned.
“Take it slow, baby. I’ve only been with him for 12 years. My pussy is so tight.” Then she looked at me and said, “He barely fits, baby. He’s so big he can’t get it inside me. And yet you slid right in, and I could barely feel you. Does that turn you on, baby? Oh, GOD DAMM! He’s pushing into me, baby. He’s pushing inside me. It hurts so good, baby. Oh fuck. He’s so big, baby. Fuck, it feels so good. I’m going to cum, baby. He’s going to make me cum already!”
And with that, she squeezed my dick tightly and had the biggest orgasm I have ever seen her have. I couldn’t believe it, but my dick came as I watched.
“The was amazing, sweetheart.”
She couldn’t catch her breath to say anything. Colin thrust into her, and she yelped. She looked at me. “You came again?” I nodded. “Fuck baby, this turned you on, doesn’t it?” I nodded again. “Well, then get hard again because we’re just getting started. I wanted you to cum as you watched him fuck me.”
“Oh sweety, we’re just getting started. That was just the tip.” Then she gasped as he plunged into her and started pumping his cock in and out of her. I had never seen her like this. She was making animal sounds. Her legs were shaking. She couldn’t stand up anymore and fell over me, exhausted. She cradled her head into my neck and held her tightly, but I couldn’t see her. I could only see Colin’s face as he fucked her with a vengeance.
“Baby, I missed you so much. I love your pussy. You’re the only woman who can take me. My wife never fucks me because it’s too big for her, but you take it all.”
“Fuck yes, you’re the only man who can fill me. I love your big cock. Fuck me”
I was trapped underneath all this. With my cock limp and spent, it was difficult not to let the jealousy overcome the arousal. I tried to reach out and stroke myself but couldn’t; I was pinned there. Nothing more than a mattress for my wife and her lover. I could feel her juices leaking down onto my leg and his balls splashing into them as she built up to another orgasm. Again she screamed louder than I had ever imagined she could.
“I’m going to squirt, baby. Keep fucking me hard!”
He did as told, and suddenly her entire body began to shake as her orgasm took over, and I found myself sitting in a wet puddle on the bed.
She whispered in my ear, “You’ve never done that to me.”
Colin pulled out as if sensing she needed a break. He laid on top of her as if knowing or not caring that I was smothered underneath. He rested his head on her opposite side, and I could hear him whispering something to my wife but couldn’t make out what. I could listen to her breathing in my ear.
I then realized that his cock was resting on my thigh. It was heavy and felt like my wife’s arm, but then I realized it was moving slightly back and forth.
“I can’t take anymore tonight, baby,” my wife said.
“Both of you have cum twice, and I haven’t cum yet!”
“I know, baby. I’m sorry, but my pussy is just too out of practice. I don’t think I can take it anymore. And I can’t even move a muscle. I can’t get you off. I’m so sorry.”
“I need to cum.”
“Rub it for me. You know how much I love to see you stroke it.”
They talked as if I wasn’t even there and his movement against my leg sped up.
“I want you to suck it again,” he said.
This was a shock to me since my wife never sucked me.
“I can’t, baby. You fucked me so good I can’t move. I’m passing out. You can fuck me as long as you want to, but I’m passing out. Maybe my husband can suck you off.”
I couldn’t believe what she had just said. And true to her word, she was asleep.
“You want to suck my dick, buddy?”
He rolled her over and off me and inserted his huge cock inside her. She grunted in pleasure as he fucked her. To my surprise, I watched her tits bounce back and forth and start to get hard again. I began stroking myself.
“No, dude. Not while it’s just you and me.” I stopped stroking. “It would be better if you just left the room while I finished.”
“Will you cum inside her?”
“Of course. I always do,” he said and laughed.
I stood outside the room, stroking myself until I heard him cum. He then got up and got dressed and laughed at me as he walked past me and said, “See you next time.”
I went back to our bed. My wife passed out. His cum was splashed over her stomach, and tits leaked from her stretched pussy. I couldn’t help it. I jerked off, thinking of his massive cock inside her. I had to feel it and know what her stretched pussy was like. I put my dick inside her, but it was like putting my dick into a bucket of water. There was no friction.
My wife stirred. She looked at me and said, “I just had the craziest dream. I need to cum. Can you lick me, baby? I really can’t feel you and am too tired to ride you. Please lick me?”
I thought about his cum in her pussy, but then I wanted to make her cum. I kissed and licked my way down to her pussy, licking up his cum as I went. Then she held my face into her pussy, came quickly, and fell asleep fast. I laid my face in her pussy and stroked myself to another orgasm.
I got a wet cloth from the bathroom, cleaned her up, and then cuddled her to sleep.
The following day, I woke up early with an erection. My wife was still sound asleep. I looked over at her naked body. I had cleaned most of the cum off of her, but there were still some traces. I couldn’t help myself. I reached down and stroked as the memory of last night’s humiliation flooded me. The look on my wife’s face when Colin slid his massive cock into her — I had never seen her make that face before. The sounds she made as he fucked her, which I had never heard her make with me. And mostly the flooding of the bed when she squirted on his colossal cock and passed out. I couldn’t help it, and I came all over myself.
I felt ashamed almost as soon as I composed myself after the orgasm. What did I let happen? How would my wife ever fuck me again after that? I got up and had a shower. I brushed my teeth a half dozen times but could still taste his and her cum in my mouth as I sipped on my morning coffee. I tried not to think of how to face my wife when she woke up. How could I look her in the eyes now that I knew how pathetic our sex life was after witnessing what her ex had done to her? She had been lying all these years about my cock being ‘Just right’ and, ‘Enough for me.’ She had told me that he was too big for her, but she didn’t seem to have any trouble last night. He even said she was the only woman who could take his huge dick fully. I knew my wife could handle a huge cock, and she enjoyed it more than mine.
Just then, her phone buzzed. I could see that it was a message from Colin.
“How are you feeling this morning, babe?”
I stared at the text. Part of me wanted to open it up and see if they had been texting for a while or if it was last night. I knew my wife’s password, so I could quickly get in, but then she would notice that his text had been read.
I heard her upstairs moving around, so I checked on her.
“How are you feeling this morning, babe?” as soon as I said it, I realized it was what his text had said.
She told me she was just using the bathroom, was hungover, and needed more sleep. As she lay down in bed, I rubbed her back. I asked her how she was feeling about last night.
She smiled and said, “You must have pounded me because my pussy feels so beat up. But I don’t remember everything.”
“You were pretty worked up when you got home,” I said.
She audibly moaned. “Yes. I was. I do remember that.”
She looked back at me. “Can I tell you something and promise not to be mad?”
I nodded, and she said, “Last night when we fucked I was thinking about him.”
“Colin? I know you kept screaming his name.”
She replied. “I’m so sorry, babe. I bumped into him at the club, and we danced, and he just got me all worked up. But I came home to you, babe. He wanted to fuck me so bad, but I came home to you, and you fucked the shit out of me by the feel of it.”
It dawned on me then that she did not recall what happened last night.
“You danced with him? Is that all that happened?”
“Well,” she said, “We made out a little bit, and he felt me up. I could feel his big cock against my leg, and I couldn’t resist touching it, but that’s it. I promise!”
“Yes. That’s it. He wanted to fuck me badly, but I wouldn’t let him. I know we have the fantasy, but I’m yours and just want to keep it a fantasy.”
“Did you want to fuck him?”
“Honestly? I got so wet when I held that huge dick in my hand. My body sure did. But I didn’t.”
At this point, I was hard again and rubbing against her leg.
“I love how much this turns you on. You’re so crazy. I tell you, I wanted to fuck my ex’s huge dick, and you get turned on by it.”
“I can’t help it.”
“I know, but I have a huge headache. I’m so hungover, so you’ll have to wait or take care of your little guy yourself. I need more sleep.”
I stroked my dick and looked at her sexy body. My dick was raw at this point, but I was so hard. I reached out and cupped her ass, but she rolled away and told me to let her sleep.
I went downstairs, and as I sat down on the couch, trying to ignore my erect dick, her phone chimed again, and when I checked, I saw that it was him again.
His text read: ‘Can we do that again, but sober? You need it.’
Now what? He wants to fuck her again. A one-time, drunken fling is one thing, but he wants to keep fucking her now? I couldn’t help myself. I grabbed her phone and opened the texts. I was relieved that the conversation had begun last night and hadn’t been ongoing.
I needed to make sure they didn’t start fucking behind my back, and I lost her, so I texted back: ‘I don’t remember what happened last night. I would rather it not happen again. Neither would my husband.’
The three dots flashed before he texted: ‘I doubt that. He seemed to enjoy himself quite a bit. He even tried to suck my cock.’
What the fuck? Now he’s making shit up about me? I have to put a stop to this. I texted back: ‘We’re done. Don’t ever try to contact me again.’
And then I blocked him and was about to delete the chat history when I heard my wife behind me, “Why do you have my phone?”
Before I could do anything, she took the phone from me. “You let him fuck me?”
“You brought him home,” I said.
She looked at me for a long time and then walked off. “I need to think about this.”
I sat there devastated. Now, what was going to happen?
An hour later, she called me upstairs. I quickly climbed the stairs and entered the room to find her in bed. Mostly naked. “I’m sorry,” was all I could say.
She told me to take my clothes off and sit down on the bed beside her. “You know I love you, right?”
I nodded yes.
“I didn’t mean to hurt you last night.”
“I know,” I said.
“But look down.” I looked down at my limp little penis. “Now that you’ve seen his monster you understand?”
I nodded my head again. Her words made my dick twitch.
“Even me just saying that gets you excited. Doesn’t it?”
I couldn’t deny it. She already knew.
“Colin and I have been texting about last night, and it got me hot too. Does the memory of his big hard cock fucking your wife turn you on?”
I was completely hard before she even completed the sentence. There was no way to deny it. She reached out and held my erection through my shorts, and I whimpered.
“Do you want me to do it again?”
I shook my head no.
“Really? You don’t want me to be satisfied? You let me last night! It turns you on!”
“Yeah… but…” I stammered.
“But what?” she asked as she released my dick. I immediately reached out for it, but she slapped my hand away. “Your attention should be on satisfying me. Not yourself right now.” And she pulled my hand to her pussy.
“Can you feel that? How loose my pussy is from him? Be gentle.”
My dick throbbed, but I dared not touch it after her warning.
“He must have fucked me so good, baby. Can you fuck me like that?”
“Make me cum as hard as he can right now, and I will never talk to him again. Can you do that? Can you even make me cum?”
“If I make you cum you won’t fuck him again?” I asked.
“Yes, but the deal is that you have half an hour. But if you fail or your little dick cums before I do, I get to fuck him. Deal?”
I was so turned on I eagerly agreed. I reached over to the bedside table to get her favorite dildo, which I now realized was the same size as Colin and some lube.
“Keep the lube, but not the toy.”
My look of confusion must have said it all.
“You have to make me cum. Not your toy. Your dick has to make me cum. I need to be fucked.”
“But, what? Your dicklette hasn’t made me orgasm in maybe a decade? Well, good luck!” She said as she dumped lube all over her pussy lips. “I’m so raw and tired from last night.”
I reluctantly lay down beside her. I was not feeling great about my chances, but she could still cum while riding me if I rubbed her clit.
“What are you doing? I need to be fucked. I’m not doing the work. You are.”
Fuck. What did I agree to?
“But I thought I could use the toy when I agreed. This isn’t fair.!”
“Is it fair to either of us that I can’t feel your dick when you fuck me? I have indulged in your fantasies for years now. When is it my turn to be satisfied?”
“But my fantasies don’t have you fucking your ex-boyfriend!”
“Yes. They do!”
She was right. I lowered my eyes, ashamed.
“Look at me!” I snapped my eyes back to hers. “No matter what happened, I love you and always will.” And then she spread her legs and said, “Now show me what you can do!”
I climbed up and positioned myself between her legs. She pulled me close, and my dick slid right inside her. Between being stretched out and drenched in lube, there was no friction, only a warm feeling surrounding my dick. At least I wouldn’t cum fast, I thought.
“Let me know when you’re inside me, and I will start the timer, baby.”
I looked down, ashamed, and said, “I am inside you.”
She began to laugh as she reached out for her phone. “Did you hear that? He is inside me!” She laughed further… but who was she talking to?
And then I saw him. Colin was on FaceTime.
“What’s going on?”
“He wanted to watch, baby. OK, let me start the timer.”
“Get to it! You already cheated by starting without telling me!”
With all the orgasms I had had in the past 24 hours, I wasn’t fully erect anyway. But now, with him watching and having barely any friction in my wife’s pussy I was losing what I had quickly.
I tried to focus and thrust as deep and hard as possible, but my wife lay there. She stares up at me with a smile as if taunting me.
“You’ll have to do better than this, baby.”
I leaned down and licked and sucked her nipples. She loves that. I heard her let out a gentle moan.
“That feels good.”
I fucked her harder. My balls slapped off her ass as I tried to thrust with everything I had.
“She loves it when you bend her over and just destroy her from behind.” I heard Colin say over the phone.
My wife snickered, “That’s with you, but my husband can’t even reach me in that position. He’s too small and just slips out.”
The FaceTime camera tilted down, and we could see his massive erection. “This is what you need, baby.”
My wife moaned. Just looking at his dick made her moan louder and more passionate than what my dick was doing inside her. I was humiliated and fucked harder.
“Look at his cock, baby. Don’t you want me to fuck that?”
She turned my head to face the phone.
“Don’t you want me to have that again?”
She then repositioned her legs and squeezed them together while I was still inside her.
“I care about you, baby. See what I do to give you some friction?”
She was right. With her legs squeezed together, it felt amazing, and I fucked harder.
“I squeeze my legs together so you can feel it, baby. That’s what I do for your pleasure.”
“Does it feel good for you?” I asked.
She laughed out. “Good? I can’t even feel it. You’re not even inside me. You’re just fucking my thighs.”
I heard Colin laughing over the phone.
“Do it, baby! Fuck me with everything you have.”
Then she pulled me closer and whispered in my ear, “You don’t even have enough dick to reach my pussy.”
I couldn’t take it anymore and just grunted as I came between her legs. I deflated and collapsed on top of her, exhausted.
She whispered in my ear, “I’m going to fuck him, baby. I will fuck his huge cock, and he will make me cum so hard.”
“Please don’t.” I whimpered.
“Well, you do have 18 minutes left to get hard and fuck me to orgasm. Can you do that?”
I shook my head and said, “No.”
“How did it feel to fuck me like that? Knowing I felt nothing?”
“Well, that is the only way you will ever fuck me again. I’m done faking it for you, and if you don’t want me to have pleasure, I’m done squeezing my legs together, and we aren’t going back to you fucking me for an hour before you cum because there is no friction. We made a deal, and I will fuck him again at least once.”
I looked at her and nodded my head, accepting my fate.
“Tell me you’re OK with it.”
“I am what?
“I’m OK with you fucking him.”
“Good. Now get down there and clean up your mess while I masturbate to his cock.”
“Should I get the toy?”
“Not today. I’m too sore.”
And with that, she pushed me down between her legs. With one hand, she shoved my face deeper between her legs, and with the other, she held the phone and had phone sex with Colin, and I licked her.
She came hard within a matter of minutes and hung up the phone. I couldn’t even look at her. I felt so ashamed. I slunk out of the room as she pulled the covers up and went back to sleep.
I went to the bathroom and looked at myself. My small penis, gut, and face were covered in my cum. What happened to me? The shame was intense, but I knew that the thought of her fucking him turned me on a lot. It was just a matter of accepting it.
To Be Continued…?
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