How it started, with Confessions

Wife confesses cheating, I confess my fantasy.

I had recently confessed about my hot wife fetish and how I would like to see my wife get fucked by someone els, or that it turned me on that someone was enjoying my wife. She put on some weight, which is normal for having a few kids, but she looked sexy, her curves matched the right portions for her breasts which were a good 38D, and her waist was a size 10.

For a wife of 38, she was very loyal, but would always get the attention of many guys, who would do anything from light flirting to full on asking to fuck. I know she loved the attention, and she would faintly act offended, but never stopped talking to her suitors, always leaving a little hope I guess. I confessed my fantasy, after my wife confessed actually cheating on me. It happened before we were married, and while I was her first, I found out that I wasn’t her only one.

Her confession happened after I made fun of her spending time with a guy that was into her, she would always tell me about how guys were always after her. I said, as long as they bring you home safe and laughed it off. When she asked why I was not jealous, I told her that I know that there is no way that she would cheat on me, that I knew she loved me and would never cheat on me.

I guess the guilt ate her up, and she started telling me with regret and panic that she actually had cheated on me. My eyes opened wide, and then I realized that it was from long ago, and ended way before we were married. She cried that her best friend gave her advice to never tell me, and just make the best of our marriage, and telling me would ruin everything. I told her that I wasn’t mad, and that I was curious, that I wanted to know everything.

She told me that before we had sex, many guys were always trying to get in her pants, and she would have many boyfriends and they could never go all the way. Most fondled her ass and breasts through her clothes, some got to see her breasts nude, and one guy got to eat her pussy. She never saw a dick in person, and would always draw the line, although she said she could feel the shape through their pants when they were close. I think that is one of the reasons that I was her first, and before getting married, was I was not trying to get in her pants. Maybe this was new for her, but we were able to date for a year before getting close to getting sexual.

I had gotten out of a relationship, where I was sexually active, and this person was my first, I knew I wasn’t hers. She had lived with me for a short time, being kicked out of her parents house so not by choice. Long story short, I came home early from work and found a guy fucking her in my bed. I didn’t get angry, even though I did probably yell what the fuck!, but I just walked back outside and when she called me, I just said to get her stuff and get out. I would be back the next day. I was pretty messed up at the time about it, and after a few months of a random hookup or two, a lot of alchohol and definitely not looking for a new relationship, I met my future wife.

She was sexy, would always wear these short skirts and was super flirty. Although, even when meeting her with a group of my “friends” she would always introduce herself to someone new as a “Virgin”. I wasn’t sure what to make of it, we were in college where it was quite uncommon to be a “virgin”, but I don’t know if she was drawing attention to it to issue a challenge or to clearly identify a boundary. I took it as the latter, and put that at the back of my head. Even though, the more she used it, it felt like she was identifying her self as that. While we dated, we would kiss, but I was always respectful, and maybe looking back at it, she would be a little frustrated.

I don’t think she masturbated, she was pretty naive about sex, but really open to the topic (which is how I found out how naive she was). I wasn’t a sex master, nor was I claiming to be, but she would ask to watch a porno together at one point. To avoid low quality and waiting for stuff to download (ah the early internet days), I decided to rent one off of pay-per view, I let her choose, but she said that I should. I was uncomfortable at the idea because of the boundary, so I chose one that I wasn’t that into, I think it was lesbians get converted or something stupid like that. The scene would start with two girls going at it, only for a guy to show up somehow and he would fuck one or both of them.

Still arousing for me, but not my normal go to material. I guess she was testing me to see what I liked, or wanted to see if I would get turned on. I hid a lot of boners from her, to not scare her. If I thought she could feel it, I would switch position. Sometimes we would make out and she would sit on top of me, but I would make up a lame excuse to get out of that pin. There were many nights that I would masturbate to the memory of what we did that day. I wanted to fuck her, I didn’t want to scare her away I guess.

One day, through some dares, we ended up naked, which was nice. We held each other and enjoyed the touch, but I did not make an attempt to go all the way. The net day, she recreated the events to get us naked, and basically said that I should fuck her, but to go easy because she is a virgin. She drank a lot of wine out of anxiousness, and I guess her friends talked her into going all the way as well. I tried to finger her, to see what I was working with, she wouldn’t let me, she also didn’t let me eat her out, she just wanted my dick inside of her. So while she was on her back on the bed, I got up between her legs, looking at her gorgeous breasts on display with her shaven hairless pussy.

I placed my dick at the top of her pussy, on top of her clit. I looked her in the eyes and asked her if she was sure, she said yes with a worried look on her face. I pushed the head lower to part her lips, and found the entrance to her pussy, it was already a little wet inside. I slowly penetrated her and started to push into her. I could feel her stretch on me, and saw that it caused her some discomfort. I would take my time, give her time to adjust and pull back. Every impulse that I had to push it in her and pump away was pushed back, and when I was finally all the way in, I laid down on top of her and gently kissed her. We slowly had sex, and I would stop myself from coming many times, taking a break after about 30 minutes. I saw a faint ring of blood around my dick, and a few drops on my bed. She was ashamed of the blood, and I washed it off, and we continued fucking for the next few hours until we fell asleep.

In the morning when I woke up, I started fucking her again, she looked surprised but reciprocated. I guess I was worried that she would think last night was a mistake, and I was getting as many opportunities as I could. After that day, we would fuck all the time. I thought her how to suck dick, and we would try out different positions that we saw in porn. I had awakened a sexual being in her, most days she would be the one initiating with me.

It was not long after this time, that she cheated with me. A friend had introduced her to a guy, that was good looking and very Alpha male. She was actually pretty gullible and easily influenced. I had noticed this while dating, and I guess I could’ve influenced her to do many things, which I didn’t. Anyhow, I guess this guy bought her a web-cam so they could video chat (early internet days). I noticed it at her place one day, but it wasn’t a big deal because I had purchased one a month before, which we used to record us doing some sexy stuff at my place. It turns out that they would chat, and he would show her his dick, and she would strip naked and he would tell her, no teach her to masturbate.

She later confessed that he was much bigger than me, which wasn’t a surprise, I am a generous 5 inches if you know what I mean and with a good girth, but she described his as huge. I guess her new found sexual awakening led her right to him. She had tried to break up with me around this time, I think she had already given him head before this. I didn’t fight or resist the break-up, but just got visibly sad. I didn’t know that she was going to be my wife, and wasn’t really thinking that way. I guess she felt guilty and would take back breaking up, and we would go on.

This happened twice, even with her suggesting to find me a girl. During this time, she would go to his apartment and fuck during the day, come to me in the afternoon for some more fucking and then sometimes even go back with him. I started to wonder about being with other women, having only really been with two, and this lead me to call a friend of my ex. We talked about my relationship, and I said that I was really into this girl, but was freaking out because she had tried to break up with me. I didn’t know that the friend of my ex was attracted to me in the past, and after we broke up she was one of my random hookups, and she said that my ex always talked highly of me and regretted what had happened.

I guess we ended up drinking a bit too much, and I ended up fucking her that night. It did not feel the same, I think I enjoyed it more when it was a random hookup the first time. I immediately regretted the decision, but tried to make the most of it. The next morning, I told her that this was a mistake, and I called my future wife to let her know that I loved her, and that I screwed up, and that this would never happen again, but I understood if she wanted to leave I would understand.

Little did I know that she was cheating on me too. She agreed to stay together and not long after that I proposed to marry her. It turns out the day after I confessed, she went with her friend one last time, having him fuck her all day long before leaving him. It turns out the whole time, he was begging her to leave me, and that is why she tried to break up with me.

The day she went to see him, she told me she just wanted to break it off with him, but he convinced her to fuck. She told me that he offered her a drink, and she was sad with guilt and kind-of broken that I had cheated on her. While she sat down, he started to reach under her shirt and play with her nipples, she let him remove her sweatshirt, and she sat there with her bra on but her nipples exposed, while he massaged her pussy through her pants.

She got so turned on that she started rubbing his dick while he unbuttoned her pants and pulled them off of her. He started to like her pussy, as she was already wet from excitement, and she started to push his head into her opening. He picked her up from the chair and placed her on his bed, where he continued to eat her pussy to orgasm. He pulled out his dick, and sunk it into her pussy without warning, and started to fuck her. He then turned her around and fucked her from behind. Apparently this was the first time she fucked him without a condom.

She had been fucking me without a condom, and had gone on birth control. After I cheated on her, I got a clear STD test result, because I was worried even though I did wear a condom. At this moment he fucked her raw, unloading his cum into her pussy. He brought her over to suck his dick clean, and in no time he was hard again, and pulled her on-top of him to fuck her.

They fucked many times that day, took a shower together, fucking in there, where she was cleaning off to come back to see me. He ended up fucking her on the way out the door, and then again outside his apartment while she was getting in her car. She finally left home, and came to my place where we fucked, and I noticed that she was really wet, how little I knew.

to be continued...