A Graphic Little Story For Your Friday Afternoon
When she confesses to her afternoon affair, she shows me in gritty detail
Early in our relationship, we both realized it was hot to fantasize about her fucking other guys. We’d pretend she had just come from another man’s house, or if we were feeling daring, she’d tell me about an especially hot time with an ex-boyfriend.
She had a few photos and videos from past relationships, but that was as far as it ever went.
Once we got married, the game took on a new bit of spice, and we played with the new words we suddenly had access to: wife, affair, cuckold, and adultery.
And then, one afternoon, she came home early from work. I was home all day taking care of chores around the house, and while I wasn’t expecting her until six or seven, I was delighted to see her.
“Come sit with me,” Kitty said in that voice that often meant I was in trouble. I followed her to the couch and sat down as my gut instantly filled with butterflies.
“Is everything okay?” I asked.
She shook her head and took my hands in hers. Something was wrong, and all I could think to do was take her in my arms and tell her it would be okay. It didn’t matter what it was; we’d work through it together.
“I have to tell you something,” she said, trying to smile. “I know you’ve always said it would be okay, but now that it’s real, I’m worried. I love you so much and don’t want to ruin it.”
“Kitty, that’s not possible,” I said, reassuring her as best I could.
“It’s always been a fantasy,” she said, wiping away a tear. “But when you tell me how hot it is, I sometimes believe it. I didn’t mean to get carried away, but I kept hearing your voice telling me it’s what you wanted.”
My heart began to beat faster as I wondered if she meant what I thought she did. It was the one fantasy we returned to a thousand times, and in the heat of passion, I always told her I wanted her to do it for real. No matter how I felt later, I promised her it would be okay.
“Are you telling me….” I couldn’t finish the sentence.
“I didn’t plan on it,” she said with a nod. “I met up with Rob for coffee this morning before work, and we sort of lost track of time; somehow I never made it to the office.”
“Kitty, what happened?” I asked, remembering her smug ex-boyfriend. He was too handsome by far and had a body I’d never have, no matter how much time I spent at the gym.
“What do you think?” she asked. “He invited me to his place, I agreed, and before I knew what was happening, we were in bed.”
“So, you’re telling me you slept with him?”
Kitty nodded but still let me hold her. The truth of her words hit me all at once, and despite my best efforts, I grew hard instantly. I pictured her in vivid detail fucking a man I barely knew as she broke her marriage vows with gleeful abandon.
“Will you tell me more?” I asked, turning her to me so I could look her in the eyes. “I love you, forgive you, and want to know everything.”
“Are you serious?” she asked, a smile returning to her face. “You’re not going to leave me?”
“Kitty, I would never leave. Besides, you were right. I’ve told you a thousand times how hot it would be for you to fuck someone else. I didn’t know how I’d feel, but now I know I want you more than ever before. And I’m desperate to know what you did. And how it felt.”
“Maybe you do mean it,” she said. “I’m still scared to tell you, but I will if you want. I didn’t hold back, Guy. Not at all.”
“Does that mean you let him…. Inside you?” I stumbled over my words, and the combination of hope and dread I felt was impossible to understand.
“Why don’t you look and see,” Kitty said as I slid to the carpet in front of her. “If you want to, I mean.”
“Desperately,” I said as I tried to part her legs.
My wife grew bolder by the second, and I could hardly contain myself. After all these years of fantasizing, she had done it, and I couldn’t wrap my mind around it. All I knew was that I was hard, she was beautiful, and I wanted to see it. I wanted the proof, not because I didn’t believe her, but because the thought of staring at her where she took her ex’s cock just an hour before drove me wild with desire.
“He was so aggressive and so familiar,” she whispered as she leaned back on the couch and undid her blouse. I watched as she ran her hands over her bare chest, and I could see the telltale signs of red marks across her breasts that spoke to his mouth and hands.
“Tell me everything,” I begged.
Kitty parted her legs, and I leaned in and kissed her thigh without thinking.
“It’s kind of a blur. We got back to his place, and we were all over each other, just like when we first met. He kissed me, picked me up, and carried me to his bed. He was always so strong, but he’s gotten even bigger. He tossed me on my back and was on me within seconds.”
“Did you try to resist?” I asked, wondering what answer I wanted to hear.
“Oh baby, no,” she said, touching my hair. “It had been so long since I felt those hands and…. and…. and that huge cock.”
I pried her thighs wider, and all I could do was stare. Kitty had shaved that morning, something she rarely did anymore. And right there, in front of me, her pussy glistened with sticky excitement. Her lips were smooth and red, and her thighs had the distinct sheen of dried cum.
Had she expected this all along?
“Did you tell him to wear a condom?” I asked.
“How could I?” she moaned as she felt my breath on her. “He felt so good inside me; I couldn’t stop him. He stretches me open just right, and his bare cock feels so much better. And besides, baby, you know how much I love cum inside me.”
“Fuck!” I cried as I parted her lips with my fingers and gazed at her spread pussy. When I pushed one finger inside her, it came out slick with his cum, and for the first time, I knew it was true.
My wife had fucked another man. And he came in her pussy while she begged him to do it.
I dove in, opening my mouth on her, desperate to taste her when she had just been fucked. Kitty cried out and pulled me to her as I forced my tongue inside her cheating cunt.
“He fucked me so hard,” she moaned as I ate her for all I was worth. “He must have come three or four times. First in my mouth, when I had a moment where I thought I could be good. But when I felt him inside me, fucking me like he used to, I knew I needed it there too. He came so many times.”
I was painfully hard as I went down on my wife, and all I could think about was what it must have looked like to see her stretched wide around his thick cock. I had seen a picture of it long ago, but this was different. They had fucked all morning, and he came in her more than once!
I created a monster, and I could never go back.
“I can taste him,” I moaned as I stroked myself. “I can taste all that cum.”
“Good boy,” she whispered as she came around my fingers and tongue. “You’re making me come again! Oh god, it feels so good to confess. Almost as good as it felt when he first slid inside me.”
“I love you,” I moaned, moving up, more desperate to reclaim her than I ever thought I’d be. It was hot, I was jealous, and I wanted all of it. But right then, as I kissed my way to my wife’s mouth, all I knew was that I needed to fuck her too so she knew she was mine.
I needed to fuck her where his cock had been just thirty minutes before.
“I have to tell you something else,” she said as I plunged inside her. She was so wet and turned on that I barely felt her, but it didn’t matter. I was fucking my wife with another man’s cum in her, and it was heaven no matter what else she told me.
“What is it?” I begged as I fucked her for all I was worth.
“I know I always tell you I don’t like anal, but it’s different with Rob. He’s the only one, and it was so hot to let him come in all three holes. I felt so claimed and owned I couldn’t say no, baby. He fucked my ass so hard, and he came there too.”
Her words were too much for me, and as I pictured that son-of-a-bitch taking my wife’s virgin ass, something I had never done, I came harder than I had in years. I bit my lip, buried myself inside her, and let go again and again as tears streamed down our faces.
Kitty wiped a tear from my cheek as I slowed down and looked into her big blue eyes. I could barely breathe, and my body was slick with sweat. My wife’s words rang in my head a thousand times over and I would never let them go.
“Are you okay?” She asked.
“I think so,” I said, kissing her nose. “It was so much. I can’t believe you did all that.”
“I might have lied a little,” she said with a grin. “He didn’t fuck my ass; I just knew it was your fantasy.”
“Really?” I asked, trying to detect the truth in her expression. I didn’t know what I wanted other than to understand what really happened.
“That part was just for you. I wanted to see if it would make you come as hard as I thought,” she said reassuringly. “But he did ask. And I might have told him he could fuck me there next time.”
I sat up straight, my cock slipping out of her as I took in her words. My wife smiled and shrugged like I should have expected it.
“There’s going to be a next time?” I asked as she pushed me back down to the floor.
“Don’t you want there to be? You just fucked me harder than you have in ages. And look at you. You’re hard again.”
As I opened my mouth on her one more time, I realized it was true. For the first time in my life, I barely grew soft after sex.
“Next time, it will be home on our bed. And next time, I’ll let him do whatever he wants. Even if he wants to come in my virgin ass.”
And then I was lost once more, drowning in her pussy, now full of two men’s cum. The fantasy blended with reality as I made her come over and over again. And as she pet my hair and I pulled her to me, I realized everything was going to change.
“I love you,” I cried as I kept on going, lost in a frenzy of lust and shame that kept me aching for more.
“I know,” Kitty said, still touching my face. “Now I really know.”