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(MF, cheat, oral, rom) *** (1) Even though Beth and I had divorced several years before, she was one of the few people that could show up at my front door unannounced without angering me. I heard a knock at the door, hopped up, and headed to the front door only to find the main door open and Beth peeking in through the glass of the screen door. She was staring directly at my large screen TV. I jogged immediately back to the couch, grabbed the remote and paused the DVD and changed the feed to satellite. I was embarrassed as hell. My ex-wife had just caught me watching a wild adult film. To make things worse, I had to meet her at the door with my cock half erect. I was expecting a judgmental look at minimum and possibly even as much as a lecture. Beth wore an executive’s suit of dark fabric, which made her appear a bit harsh, and I could just see her ripping into me. To my surprise, I got neither. She just smiled and explained that some papers from a long forgotten insurance claim had arrived. She handed them to me and stood by my side as I flipped through the stack of stapled papers. I felt her place her hand in the middle of my back and leisurely rub a small circle as she told me what I needed to sign and initial. The mild intimacy of her hand on my back seemed a little unusual, but not terribly out of character. More than once as I was reading, I saw her glance down to where my erection bulged against the crotch of my jeans. I pretended not to notice her looks or even that her rubbing had changed to her scratching lightly with her nails. This definitely struck me as more erotic than simply friendly. In a slightly nervous voice, I told her I would read the mess and take care of them for her to send off. I said I would call her that evening so she could return and pick them up. She smiled, sighed lightly and left. It took about an hour to read the documents Beth had left, fill in the necessary blanks and sign my name in a dozen places. I set them aside, took a quick shower, and splashed some cologne on my neck and stomach before calling Beth and telling her she could come get the papers in twenty minutes or so. I threw on some loose canvas shorts, commando style without underwear, and a sleeveless cotton shirt. I really did not think anything was going to happen, but Beth’s earlier reaction to me made me at least want to continue the tease. I flipped my DVD back on to give my dick a slight wake up call and waited on my ex to show back up for the papers. Twenty minutes later on the dot, I heard a tapping at my front door. This time I had remembered to close it before putting the adult movie on my TV screen. I once again hit pause and changed the feed to satellite. I intentionally adjusted my partially hard cock to the front of my leg and walked to the door. When I swung the door open, I could see that Beth had changed as well. She was wearing a loose pair of khaki shorts, a slightly cropped top and sandals. This was quite a different look from the business woman outfit she wore earlier. She stepped into the foyer and I closed the door behind her. I caught a whiff of the perfume I had bought for her when we first married and at least a couple times a year during our marriage. Thoughts passed through my mind in the blink of eye; forbidden thoughts, lusty thoughts. Was she already wearing that scent earlier? Did I just not notice? What am I thinking? (2) Memories from years past flooded my mind. Beth and I had been married to others before we met, but her former husband had been the only man with whom she had ever slept. I, on the other hand had been around the block a few times. We played around a lot while dating, but nothing further. A strict upbringing made it a crime in her mind to have sex before marriage. I spent many nights finishing myself off thinking of a picture of Beth at seventeen that sat in her parent’s living room. It was of her in her cheerleader uniform, doing splits in a small skirt and tights. The sunlight played across her tights casting a shadow outline of her little pussy. Even though we were in our mid-twenties, we really did not have sex until we married. That still seems odd to me even as I sit here years later and type out the story. After the ceremony, Beth and I had retired to a suite at a hotel. She was extraordinarily nervous. As we sat on the bed, me still wearing the remains of my tuxedo and her in a tasteful nightgown, she told me something that dropped a bomb on the evening. She had only had sex with her first husband eight times during their marriage, a span of some seven years. She explained that she and her first husband tried at first, but she could not stand having his cock inserted into her. He caused her too much pain. Later, she had even spoken with her doctor about surgery to expand her slightly, but by then her husband had lost any interest. She was terribly upset that the same thing would happen to us. I am not going to lie, I was upset and felt that I should have been told this earlier in our relationship. However, even though we had never had sex, Beth and I had felt around all over each other many times. I did not notice anything odd about her physically during our premarital sport. I loved her, so I was willing to go to great lengths to see that things worked out. I asked the obvious question: Did her ex have a huge cock? She too had felt me, so I knew she had something to go by. A monster dick turned out not to be the problem, as she stated he and I were about the same. Did they play around before sex? When she looked confused at the question, I knew immediately I had found the problem. It was simple operator error. I told her not to worry and we began kissing and stroking, as we had done many times during our courtship. I worked up and down over her lace-covered body until I could feel her breathing sharpen. I pulled off her panties and ran my fingertips lightly through her wet cunt. I lowered my head and kissed her just above her pussy lips, causing her to jump and tense. She calmed down and I slid my tongue into her and twirled it around. She sighed and relaxed. Using my tongue as a gauge, I could tell it was not ready for my entire cock. I continued tasting her until I felt her cum, even though it was lightly. I crawled up onto her and asked if she was willing to spend some time in order to make our lovemaking pleasing and comfortable. Looking a little bleary from her first oral action, she nodded agreement. I grasped my raging hard cock and rubbed it around the entrance to her tiny box. I began sliding into her and only managed an inch before her face showed discomfort. I stopped at that depth and grasped one of her hands. I wrapped it around my cock and showed her the proper rhythm to stroke me. I never went any deeper that first night, but Beth kept up pulling me towards her until I finally came. I could see that the mere idea of getting me off thrilled her. We repeated this same pattern for literally a couple of months after our wedding. We only paused for a few days during her period. We gained only a little bit each night, but it added up over time. The occasion that we finally got totally together was an exciting evening, Beth was thrilled and I had a custom fitted pussy for my satisfaction. At our next session, I surprised Beth by pulling her on top of me and putting her to work for a change. She started a little clumsy but finished very well. The sensation was out of this world. Our lovemaking improved greatly that first year. Nevertheless, like too many marriages these days, our hearts and minds wandered away from one another over the following years. We divorced after about 8 years and I fell into a series of halfhearted relationships. Beth was alone for a few years before marrying a nice person and seeming to be happy. I heard down the rumor mill that he was often impotent, but I never placed much stock in such reporting. We all lived in the same area and ran into each other from time to time. I do not think her new husband bore me any ill will. He was always cheerful, friendly and polite. Everything was following its usual pattern until the day she dropped by with some papers and caught me watching an adult video. (3) Now, she was back in my home, looking as sexy as in the old days. It was apparently a deliberate show, too. Even at this point, I still did not anticipate anything happening. I could be reading a lot of things into what might just turn out to be an odd series of coincidences. I picked up the stack of papers and began flipping through them, commenting on certain parts and showing what I had filled in and where I had signed. Beth moved so close to me during this that we were touching on our sides from her hip against my thigh to my ribs above my elbow, where her shoulder reached on my taller frame. I tried to concentrate on the matter of the paperwork, but my hands were slightly shaking and my cock began to harden even more. To make things worse, I glanced down and noticed that the front of her shorts were loose enough from her flat stomach for me to see down to her satin panties. I really wondered now if she was just trying to get even for me catching her looking at my crotch earlier. I tore my eyes away from the blue satin cloth covering what I would truly like to be seeing and turned towards her. As soon as I saw her eyes, I knew that she had been staring at my face the entire time and had not listened to a word I had said. Her dark eyes locked onto my grey ones and neither of us said anything for what seemed like an eternity, but was probably less than half a minute. We silently leaned our heads forward and locked into an intense kiss. I had forgotten how soft were her lips and how luscious was her tongue. Her hands slid up my chest and locked around my neck and I skimmed her thighs as I brought my hands up to her waist. All remaining doubt about my intuition concerning her thoughts was gone and I pushed her back into the corner next to the door. Beth reacted to this by maneuvering her hips so that our lower bodies were grinding together through the material of our shorts. Even though this seemed odd and erotic, it also felt familiar and comfortable. I dropped my right hand down and ran a finger up her leg and across the slick material of her panties, enjoying the sensation of her delicate mound and the split that divided it. I pulled outward on her shorts, slid in the rest of my hand and vigorously massaged her entire sex through her rapidly dampening underwear. Her kissing became wild and she began to sigh and moan her breath into my mouth and grip my neck forcefully. I was so lost in lust by this time, I don’t think I could have heard a no if it were screamed at me. However, no such word was coming out of Beth’s mouth as it was locked onto mine in an unending deep kiss. I slid my hand up out of her crotch and deftly unbuttoned her short khakis and slid the zipper to the bottom. Her arms came down from her neck immediately, and the thought leaped into my head that she was going to stop things right there, pull up her clothing and leave. Instead, her hands found my button and zipper and returned the favor by undressing me. When she realized that I had nothing on underneath, she grabbed my now throbbing dick and began stroking me. I reached both hands up to her breasts and kneaded them slowly while stopping occasionally to give each nipple a hard tweak. Her hand worked up and down me eagerly, squeezing down every time I assaulted her nipples. We were departed from this world, aggressively out of normal control. Beth suddenly stopped kissing me and pushed me away with her hands against my chest. She smiled up at me and let her shorts fall to the floor and stepped out of them. Her top followed the shorts to the floor after she pulled it over her head. I quickly followed suit in the speedy way that only a man as hard as a rock with a bold, yearning woman seducing him can. Beth still held me at bay with her little hands against my chest. By this time, she knew I could just take what I wanted. We both panted, wild eyed and craving pleasure. Beth slid down the wall to her knees and took my member into her mouth, running that great kissing tongue around my head. I grabbed her hair with both hands and vigorously drove myself in and out of her sucking lips. After several minutes of this, I felt myself filling up, in preparation of cumming. I pulled her completely off my dick and regained control of myself. Taking her hands, I pulled Beth back to her feet and we joined lips once again. I lifted her entirely off the floor and carried her one room away to the living room sofa and laid her down. I literally tore her panties off and tossed them aside. Her sex was puffed out, shaved, slightly open and glistening wet. Beth spread her legs enticingly wide and I fell forward onto her. Her hand guided me in, sliding through hot, tight flesh in one brutal thrust. We were motionless for a little while, merely pressing firmly against one another. It was not long before we could not take that anymore, and began pulsating in union. It felt purely instinctive, almost base animal fucking. I had to hold back to keep from filling Beth up with cum, but I knew I could not hold out for long and when I went, it was going to be explosive. I heard Beth’s breathing become ragged and realized she was on the edge of an orgasm. I gripped her hips with both hands and drove hard into her clit with my pubic bone again and again. I didn’t slow down until I heard a familiar cry from my memory and felt the walls of her pussy clamping down on me in an even rhythm. I gave up any semblance of control and pumped her full of my juice, while my cock twitched in even timing with her pulsing internal muscles. It seemed to go on forever. We returned to our usual senses after five minutes or so and kissed deeply once again. I don’t think either of us knew what to say; the entire interlude had taken place without any words at all. As my cock slipped from her slit, copious amounts of cum leaked out and down onto the couch. Beth hopped up and trotted off to the bathroom to clean up. I was left alone to blot the sofa with a paper towel and to try to fathom what had just happened. We were divorced. Beth was married. Yet, we had just fucked better than ever before. Beth returned ten minutes later, fully dressed and still smiling happily. I stood up and walked to her. She hugged me, kissed me hard on the mouth one last time, gathered up the papers she had brought and headed towards the doorway. As she opened the door, she looked over her shoulder and asked if next Thursday would be good for me. I stood dumfounded and slack jawed. No words would come, but my eyes smiled and my head nodded consent. Oh, yeah. If it were anything like today, next Thursday would be just superb with me. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 38