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(MF, 1st, oral, anal, intr, size, rom) *** PART THREE "Honey, I have something I need to tell you." Nothing good ever followed those 9 words after they've been uttered by a spouse. Usually, it meant you were going to get some bad news. Maybe it was that your wife wrecked the car or maybe your husband lost $100,000 in Vegas. Right now, I was expecting her to tell me that, yes, she really did know how big Tyrese's cock was when it was hard. She hadn't fully gotten control over her body yet after having cum twice in quick succession. Her hips were still moving around, and she was still catching her breath, but her demeanor was no longer focused on fucking. There was something bad that she needed to tell me, and that put her animal sex brain into the background. My mind was racing! I couldn't imagine how she was having an affair with Tyrese! Where did they find the time? Where did they find the place?! Did that start just this week? She said she was not giving herself to him last week when she was under hypnosis. Surely, they could not have fucked while they were running the after school program! I was preparing for the worst. "Umm, okay. What is it?" I asked. "I don't know how to say this. I'm so ashamed!" she started to cry. "Well, you got this far. You should just spit it out so we can figure out how to deal with it, whatever it is." I said, trying to use my psychiatrist training. "Okay. I guess... well... you know... Ugh! It's so hard to say! Okay, here it is. You know how I have told you that besides you, I have only ever slept with 4 other guys?" I looked at her in silence, but nodded slightly indicating to her that she should keep going. "Well, I'm so ashamed! It's really five." she finally said. "I see. And who did you leave out?" I asked. I wanted to hear it from her. "It's... it's... Ugh! It's JAKESH!" and she broke down crying. Jakesh? I was momentarily confused because I was totally prepared for her to say Tyrese. "Wait, Jakesh? You mean the guy you went out with in high school?" I asked. "Yes! *sob* I lost my virginity to Jakesh, but I didn't think you would like that, so every time we talked about our sexual histories, I left him out and told you I lost my virginity to Michael in college." "You didn't think I would like that because of losing your virginity in high school or because Jakesh was black?" I asked. I wasn't sure which bothered me more, to be honest. "Well, both, but primarily because he was black. But, you see, it's not like he was some kind of gangster or anything! He was an exchange student from England!" I had remembered that, vaguely. She didn't really talk about her ex-boyfriends a whole lot, just a few pieces of info. I remembered that Jakesh was an exchange student their junior year from the UK. Anna said her parents were initially pretty uncomfortable with letting Anna see him, but he had won them over with his charming accent and very polite manners. He was a smart kid who understood racial dynamics, so he did his very best to put Anna's parents at ease. He seemed to be successful, since they let Anna date him. She said they had trusted him to be proper with their daughter. So much for that, I guess... "Okay, so you had sex in high school with a black guy. Why are you telling me this now? Why didn't you just say so before?" I asked. "Ugh, I still don't want to say it because it's in the past and not important to our relationship, but I also want to tell you the whole truth. I don't want to hide anything from you," she said, forgetting that she's been hiding soaking her panties and fingering herself in the shower all week from me. "Also, would you have taken it in stride when we met? Huh?! I don't think so! Not a lot of white boys are thrilled to hear that their 'good girl' white, Midwestern bred, girlfriend lost her virginity to a black guy with an enormous cock!" she cried. "Enormous cock?" I said slowly. "Jakesh... had a very large cock." she said quickly. "A little over 9-inches long - I know because we measured it with a ruler - but also very thick in diameter. This strap-on has been bringing back some memories of when Jakesh and I used to have sex." "I see. And you liked it back then?" I asked. "Yes. Well, not really at first, but we got better at it." she said. "How many times did you end up having sex?" I asked. "I don't remember. Maybe... 20 or 25 times?" she estimated. "Twenty-five times?! You didn't go out the whole year, right?!" I exclaimed. It has taken over two years to have had sex 25 times with her leading up to now! "No, we didn't. We started at the end of February. I remember because it was AFTER Valentine's Day, but it was still basketball season and we started going out at a basketball game." "How did you lose your virginity?" I asked. "Do you really want to know?" she asked. "Yes. I feel like I need to know the details now that everything I know about your sexual history may not be true." I said, a little cruelly. "It's not like that! I told you everything else but this!" she cried. "Tell me. Tell me about how you lost your virginity." I demanded. She looked at me with tears in her eyes, and the look in my face told her I was serious about wanting to know. She broke eye contact and started to tell the story. "Jakesh and I had been going out for a couple of weeks before he got to '2nd base'. That was the furthest we went for a while. A couple weeks later we were coming home from a basketball game and I drove him home. We parked a couple of blocks from his host house and made out for a while. He was sucking on my tits when he slid his hand between my thighs and started to rub me. I was only wearing sweatpants and panties, so his rubbing was getting me going pretty effectively. It only took me a few minutes before I came. I started to rub him over his jeans, and I could tell right then that he had a big cock. He undid his jeans and I pulled his cock out. I must've stared at it for an entire minute without saying anything. I had seen a few pictures of some cocks, but never had seen one up close. I put my hand around it and couldn't believe how warm it was! I put my other hand around it and started to stroke it. He said, "Hold on now, Ahh-na (that's how he pronounced my name). I don't think we should make a big mess in your parent's car." I looked up at him and said, "You're probably right. It would be very bad if my mom or dad found cum in the car." So I did what seemed logical at the time, and I put it in my mouth, which proved to be challenging. He let out a big groan and I stroked a few times and sucked and it didn't take very long before he came in my mouth. It was a big shock to have that happen, but I had to make sure I took it all. He kept on spurting so I had no choice but to swallow the first few sprays, but when he was done I opened my door and spit the rest out. It tasted, well, like cum of course, but at the time I didn't know what to think of it. It was kind of salty. I didn't love it, but I didn't hate it either. And it was exciting to experience having him cum in my mouth. We talked about it and also about whether we wanted to take the next step. I was still really horny, so of course I was eager to experience sex! I had been a 'good girl' all the way up to that point. I wanted to push the boundaries a little. So we planned to do it at my friend's party the following weekend. He was going to get a condom and we planned to lock ourselves in Jenny's bedroom. All week at school we talked about it, and I was a mix of excited and nervous. By the time Friday night rolled around, I was a complete nervous wreck, but I was also very aroused by the anticipation. We arrived at the party separately and hung out for a while before slipping upstairs. We sat on the bed for a while and asked each other if we were both still committed to doing it. Then we started to make out. I only wore a sweatshirt and bra in order to make "access" easier, and he quickly had my bra unhooked and was touching my nipples. He slid his head under my sweatshirt to give them some nice sucking and licking. Shortly after, he got up and pulled off his jeans and sweater, leaving only his t-shirt, underwear, and socks. His cock was already hard! It was sticking straight up out of his waistband. His underwear never had a chance of containing it. He pulled off my pants before laying back down, and so I was just in my sweatshirt and panties. We kissed some more and I started to touch his big cock. I looked at it in my hand. It was soooo big! I remember just staring at it. I wasn't sure how that was going to get in me. The light was better in Jenny's room than in my car, so I got a much better look this time. Jakesh was pretty dark skinned, but his cock seemed almost completely black. The head was so big, but since his cock was so dark it just seemed smooth. I put it in my mouth again because I liked how he reacted the last time. He threw his head back and gave a long moan. I could see what I was doing in the mirror of Jenny's closet doors. I couldn't believe I was giving this huge cock head! Jakesh lifted my head off his dick and said, "I don't want to cum yet." he put his hand under my panties and started to rub. I was already wet, but it felt soooooo good! I hung my head on his chest and enjoyed his fingers exploring my pussy. Soon after he asked, "Are you ready?" I nodded and he got up and retrieved the condom from his jeans. he ripped it open and started to roll it down his cock. I lay there watching and thinking to myself, "This is really going to happen! I can still stop, though, right?" I was sooooo nervous! But he was ready now and lay on top of me. Thinking back on it now, it's kinda funny how inept we were at it. He must've tried pushing it in 7 or 8 times and it wasn't going. Finally he sat up so he could see what he was doing and then placed it right at the opening of my vagina and pushed it in. I remember how crazy surprising it felt going in! I think I grabbed his arms in a death grip and I remember nearly screaming. And then he pushed in and I swear I nearly passed out! My body was clenched tight and I wasn't sure I was going to make it through. He then slowly started to pump that cock in and out of me. Every stroke, though, was better than the one before. I was starting to actually feel the pleasure of his cock when he started to make cumming noises! I was like, "No! NOT YET! I JUST GOT OVER THINKING I WAS GOING TO DIE AND I'M NOW STARTING TO LIKE IT! YOU CAN'T FINISH YET!!!!" But it was too late. No more than maybe 90 seconds after we started, it was over. He came and pulled out and slumped next to me. "Wow, Ahh-na, that was amazing! Are you okay?" he asked. "Yeah, that was nothing like I've ever felt before!" I said. It was true, but I couldn't help be just a little frustrated that I got all hot and wet and didn't finish. We kissed a little more then got dressed. Jakesh rolled the condom up in some Kleenex and took it outside to the trash." "So that's the story of my losing my virginity to Jakesh. It's not anything earth shaking. It's probably a pretty typical 'high school girl loses her virginity' story." "Well, except your boyfriend had a horse cock." I said. "So? It didn't really even matter! It was over in under 2 minutes." "Yeah, but you went back another two dozen times." I said. "Well, yeah, I guess." "You said you guys got better at it?" I asked. "Yeah, it got better the more we practiced." she said, trying to sound nonchalant about it. "Tell me about it." "Seriously? Do you really want to know?" she asked. "Yes, I do." "Okay. The next several times were a lot like the first. But he knew I was not getting as much out of it as he was, so he tried to figure out how to keep from cumming so fast. The good news was that I was starting to figure out how to handle such a huge cock. I started to relax myself, and it helped that I knew it was coming. We had only done Missionary still since we were still just figuring out how fuck. But now I was entering the 'pleasure' zone without having to go into the 'pain' zone first." "When did you have your first orgasm with him?" I asked. "Ummmmm, I'm not sure. Maybe the 7th time? 8th? Something like that. We figured out that if we booked home right after school that we would have 2 hrs before my Mom got home from work. So it happened on one of those after school days." "If you had 2 hrs, you didn't do it every day?" "No, not every day. We couldn't leave right away every day because of clubs and I had tennis practice most days, plus he couldn't get unlimited condoms either, so that played into how often we did it." "Okay. Go on." "It started like every other time, but he said, 'I masturbated this morning.' 'Why?' I asked. 'So that I wouldn't have as much cum inside me. I've noticed that it takes longer to cum if I'd cum recently.' he said. 'We should do a scientific method study.' I said jokingly since we had physics class together. Anyway, fast forward to the fucking. He started to pump me like before, and it was feeling so good now. And he just kept going! We passed a couple of minutes and the warm feeling started to build in my pussy. I started to make cumming sounds - which are different from my OHMYGOD THERE'S A HUGE COCK IN ME sounds - and he started to pump harder. The crazy thing is that the orgasm that was starting to build was WAY different than the ones I'd give myself masturbating and the ones Jakesh gave me rubbing my pussy. It was building and I couldn't control myself anymore. I got to a point where I don't actually remember any details just that I was feeling AMAZING with that cock pumping in and out of me and that I ultimately exploded in a massive orgasm! Jakesh said I was thrashing around and beating my fists into his back. I had NEVER felt that good in my entire life until then. My massive cum explosion pretty much put him over the edge and he ended up cumming only seconds after I finished. I always love watching the faces of men as they cum, so I was kinda glad I was still coming down from my orgasm as he was cumming inside me. In some ways, I count that time as the real time I lost my virginity. Up until then, sex wasn't all that interesting." "So did you cum every time after that?" I asked. "No, but most of the time. Sometimes he still finished too fast or we had to quickly stop." she said matter-of- factly. "What was memorable about the sex with Jakesh after that point?" I asked. "Ummmmm, probably when he started to be able to go much longer that he gave me multiple orgasms." she said. "We got to the point where he was able to fuck me doggie style. As deep as he felt when he fucked me missionary, I couldn't believe how deep he felt when he was fucking me from behind. And because he was so thick and my pussy could barely fit him, every stroke rubbed both my clit and what I now know is my G-spot. It was soooo good! But it was almost time for him to go back home by then. The school year was finishing and he was going back to England in mid-June. I thought I loved him, so it was a very hard time for me." she paused to think for a bit there and then said, "You know, you should feel lucky you didn't meet me right after that. In a lot of ways, Jakesh ruined me for my next couple of boyfriends." "Oh? How's that?" I asked. Could size be that much of a deal for my wife Anna? She seemed to not make it a big deal during the entire time we were married. Was Anna a size queen already by the age of 17? "Well, I was young and stupid. I believed if the sex was great then that meant I loved the boy more because it was more 'intimate'. And, of course it didn't help that Michael and Dave had much more average sized cocks than Jakesh. But Michael and Dave had other problems that had nothing to do with their cock size. Still, it didn't help that sex with them didn't really measure up." she said with just a hint of mischief. "So you didn't have any more sex in high school." I said more as a statement than a question. "No. After Jakesh left I kinda stupidly thought I was going to be 'faithful' to him. This was before the Internet, so there was no 'Face Time' or 'Skype' or text messages or even email. We had to write each other letters, which we did for a while. But the letters started to come less frequently, and by the time Thanksgiving rolled around, it was pretty clear that our time together was just going to be part of our past. "During that time, there were a few boys who just wanted to mess around, but not many. Like I said, not a lot of 'nice' white high school boys are confident or manly enough to deal with a girlfriend who went out with a black guy." she said. "So did other black guys want to go out with you?" I asked. "Ugh, yes. There were some sleazy ones with too much Jheri curl in their hair and some juvie types who thought I might be into them. And then some of the black jocks on the football and basketball team paid some attention to me. Some of those guys were kinda cute, I guess. But I didn't want to be 'THAT GIRL', you know?" she said. "'That girl'?" "Yeah, the white girl that only dates black guys. I didn't date Jakesh BECAUSE he was black. And I didn't give him my virginity BECAUSE I wanted to fuck a black guy. Him being black had nothing to do with it! It made things harder, frankly, with my family and some of my friends." "So you didn't have another boyfriend in high school then?" "No. I didn't even go to my senior prom because back then no one ever went to prom alone. It kinda sucked. I was more pissed off, though, that guys thought maybe I put out. Jakesh and I never talked about us having sex with other people, but there were still rumors floating around. I always denied it, even though part of me was sad that I had to. But some of those football players in particular got pretty aggressive. Thankfully nothing happened." "So you didn't have sex until you went to Creighton? That was Michael, right? So did you tell him that you were a virgin, then?" I asked. "Yes, I had to! I felt really bad about it because I thought that was insulting to Jakesh, but what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him. But I didn't want to carry around that stigma, so I just pretended I did some 2nd and 3rd base action but that was it." "That's what you always told me." I said. "You know, it got to the point where I think I might've started to believe it myself. I never told anyone about fucking Jakesh, and it was always Michael that I said I lost my virginity to. I've been living with that version of reality for more than 30 years! It's almost like I've blocked it out. I haven't thought about the sex we had really until lately." "Why do you think that is?" I asked, trying to get her to keep talking. "I dunno. I guess because it was so long ago. We were just kids, so we didn't know what to do. He really just had that large cock. Having a large cock just means he didn't have to be creative." she shrugged. "I remember that it felt good. Really good. But I also remember that while I gave him head several times, he never went down on me. I guess boys back then never did that." "I remember when I was a teenager we'd try and steal some looks at pornos from back then. It happened in them, but not nearly as much as blowjobs." I said. "It never really happened in college much either. Although, it did some..." she looked like she was recalling those memories. We were still both naked - I was still wearing the strap-on! - and she shifted her legs ever so slightly. "But it wasn't until my last two boyfriends - that includes you, sweetie - that I ever got a lot of good pussy eating action!" "So tell me about college then..." I said. "College was mostly boring from a sex perspective." said Anna. "Are you sure you want to hear about it?" "Just give me the highlights." "Well, my first time was with Michael. Wait, I just did it again! I'm so used to telling people I lost my virginity with Michael that I actually believe it sometimes!" she said. "Anyway, my first time IN COLLEGE was with Michael. I had it in my head that I would 'reinvent' myself, so what better way than to become a hippie." "You were a hippie?" I asked incredulously. "Well, I started to wear tie-dye and listen to the Grateful Dead. I guess that kinda made me a hippie." she said. "Hmmm, yeah, guess so. That's hard to imagine." I said. "I wasn't a very good hippie. I never really got into The Dead. But I got high for the first time with Michael, and THAT was interesting." said Anna. "The first time we fucked, we were both high, in fact." "How was that?" I truly was curious. Is sex better when you're high? "It's like having boring sex, but it SEEMS more intense cuz you're high." she said. "I don't understand." "It seems more 'spiritual', if you know what I mean. But it wasn't very good. You'd think a hippie would be creative about sex. Michael was almost anti-creative. Missionary only. 5 minutes tops." she said drolly. "Maybe he was too high to get motivated." I said sarcastically. "Ha! That could've been it! Anyway, we had sex a half dozen times or so. Went out a little longer than a semester maybe. Then I got bored. With Michael and with being a hippie." "Ok, then came Aaron, right?" "Yeah, Aaron. Aaron was... a sweet guy. We didn't start dating until our sophomore year. He was smart. Kinda shy and quiet. He was always willing to help me study. And he paid a lot of attention to me," she said. "So what happened?" I asked. "Well, he was REALLY NEEDY when it came to affection. At first it was nice to always want to hold hands, and cuddle, and hug, and all that. And he was always extremely gentle and attentive, so the sex was sweet and loving. Aaron was also the first guy that I had sex with where I was on top, so that was new and interesting." she said. "So you liked to be dominant with him?" I asked. "I HAD to be! Otherwise, he'd just take his time and be GENTLE all the time! At least with me on top, I could start to ride him harder and faster. He had an okay sized cock, probably a little larger than Michael's, but not much. He just had NO IDEA how to use it! And I was still comparing him to Jakesh, and he was clearly lacking." said Anna with a hint of disappointment in her voice. "How long did you go out again?" "A little over a year, but the sex frequency started to drop off after about half that time. Aaron was a good boyfriend, but not a good lover. He was easy to hang out with and I liked that I always had someone to see a movie with on a Friday night. We maybe had sex a dozen times or so." "Poor guy," I thought. "Same frequency as me, but only 19 years old." "And finally, there was Jared." "That was near the end of college, right?" I asked. "Yes, we only went out starting after Spring Break our senior year." said Anna with just a hint of regret in her voice. "So you went your entire junior year sexless?" "And most of my senior year! But I had boyfriends, just no one that I liked enough to fuck. So, yeah, Jared was good in the sex department. Unlike Michael, he was more than a one-trick pony. He also could make sex last for an hour, instead of just 5 minutes. Unlike Aaron, he was self-confident and took more control. I liked that he knew what he liked and told me to do it. I also liked that he would pay attention to my clit. It was obvious he had discovered where to touch to make girls feel good. He was fun and in control in the sack, and we had a great time. We were almost graduated anyway, so we probably spent more time in bed than in class at that point in college." "I see. So, lots of fucking, then?" "Mmmmm, yes. Jared was the first guy I ever spent longer than a 24 hour period completely naked with. And that happened several times!" She was clearly remembering back. Her hips started to shift, and she touched her clit with her hand. "Does it make you horny thinking about it?" I asked. "Yes. Those marathon sex sessions were pretty hot. And it wasn't just that. We were also pretty risky about WHERE we'd have sex. Like I remember that I gave him a blowjob deep in the stacks of the science library. We were there studying because it was usually quiet and we could find a study room and not be bothered. He took me back into the stacks and kissed me. Then he pushed me down to the floor. I didn't say anything. I knew what I needed to do, and I was eager to please him. It's interesting trying to give a fast, but effective, blowjob without making a lot of slobbering noises. You'd be surprised at how loud even a single slurp sounds in a library!" I needed to hear everything, so I steered her back to the story. "Why didn't you stay with him longer then?" I asked. "After graduation he was moving to New York for a finance job. He asked me to come with him, but I didn't want to move to NYC. I had nothing there. no family. No friends. No job. It would've just been him. I didn't want to be totally dependent upon him. Sometimes I do wonder what would've happened if I did, though..." she trailed off. She was almost absent-mindedly rubbing her nipple. "Do you regret not doing it?" I asked. She looked at me then after a brief moment staring out into space while rubbing her nipple, smiled and said, "Of course not, sweetie! Then I wouldn't have met you!" I wondered if she truly believed that or if she did harbor any regret. I suppose we all harbor at least a little regret for things that 'might have been', so I wasn't going to beat her up about it. "So that just leaves Kyle." I said, bringing us back to the guy she went out with before she met me. "Yes. Kyle. I guess we've come this far. Might as well tell you everything." she said resignedly. "After college I stayed in town and got my first teaching job. It was hard and stressful and I had sunk a lot of time into it. I wanted to be the best teacher in the world to those kids, so I spent nearly ALL of my time at it. That didn't leave a lot of time for dating. Or much of anything. I even started putting on a little weight, which made me feel bad about myself. That didn't help dating either. I was always in really good shape! And here I was starting to put some weight on." "I didn't think you were fat when we got married." I said. I really didn't. "Awww, thanks, honey! You're sweet for saying that, but I was probably 20 lbs heavier then than I was when I graduated college. I stopped playing tennis because it was hard to find the time and a partner while I was teaching. It wasn't ALL bad. I think I gained a couple of bra and cup sizes out of it. Anyway, I didn't do anything more than go on a couple of first dates for a year and a half." "So how did Kyle enter the picture then?" I asked. "It was Christmas time and a teacher coworker named Aimee said that I should come to a Christmas party a friend of hers was having. 'It'll be fun! There'll be all sorts of people there, not just teachers, so we won't be just talking shop the entire time. We need to unwind!' was how she talked me into it. So I agreed. The party was halfway between our apartments, so I just met Aimee there. She was right. There were about 40 people there all in their 20's, so I got to meet some new people. One of them was Kyle. He was funny and very talkative. He was a super charming guy, and he and I hit it off pretty quickly. "He was a general contractor by day and a bartender by night, so he had all kinds of crazy stories about building or remodeling houses or weirdo's and drunk people. By the end of the night, though, he was really too drunk to drive and I told him he couldn't. He said he would be fine and that he didn't live that far away. I'd be lying if I said I didn't offer to drive him home because I wanted to maybe get a kiss out of it. He finally agreed to let me drive him. He was right - he didn't live that far away. He probably could've walked it in about a half hour if it wasn't super cold." "So you drove him home and kissed him goodnight?" I asked, somehow knowing that's not how it went... "Well, I drove him home..." "And...?" "And he invited me up for 'one more drink'. I thought about it hard for a moment, knowing that if I went up there it very likely wouldn't be just for a drink and a kiss. But it had been a while since I'd even gotten a French kiss, so I threw caution to the wind and accepted his offer. "We got up to his apartment and he poured a shot of tequila for each of us and cut up some lime - I should've realized that anyone who has fresh lime handy in December probably goes through too much lime in a bad way - and got his salt shaker out. We threw back our shots and he turned to me and kissed me hard. I kissed back. Then we did that exact same thing two more times. I knew once I had 3 shots of tequila in me that I wasn't driving the rest of the way home that night." "So you had sex that night?" I asked, being Captain Obvious. "Ha! I'm not sure 'sex' is the most descriptive word to use. Sweetie, Kyle was a pretty crazy guy. Not crazy in a dangerous or necessarily bad way, but crazy in a totally spontaneous and completely id focused way. And Kyle drank too much. And I'm pretty certain every time we fucked, we were both drunk. It was kind of exactly what I needed at that point in my life. I was pretty serious and no fun because of work. "The way Jared and I left each other was not very satisfying. And looking back, I needed to have one last time in my life where I was making bad decisions and just having fun before I just became this super straight-laced school teacher. Kyle wasn't so much a boyfriend as this guy I would get fucked up with and fuck at the end of the evening." "So, yeah, we fucked that night. Once that third shot of tequila hit me, I was open for anything. And that's pretty much what we did. We started on the couch kissing. I'm not even quite sure how all my clothes got off, but I was naked in no time. That's when he went down on me for the first time. And OH. MY. GOD! It was so good! I never had a boyfriend go down on me until then, remember? Oh shit, I probably came in his mouth at least a few times. The next thing you know he's sitting on the breakfast bar in his apartment and I'm sucking his cock while I'm standing up. Kyle had the good fortune of being the biggest cock I'd had since Jakesh. It wasn't until later that we'd measured it to be 7 inches, but it was as thick as Jakesh's cock or seemed close enough from what I remembered." It wasn't lost on me that I was probably the smallest cock she'd ever had. "Once I got him hard, he took me into the kitchen and bent me over the counter and that was the first time he fucked me. Oh honey, it felt so good! I remember him pulling my hair and fucking me hard. It was the most exciting sex I'd had, and not in the 'are we going to get caught?' way that sex in the library was with Jared, but in a 'we're fucking like animals' way that I'd never had before." She started to really work her nipple at that point. "And Kyle liked to talk dirty, which made the whole thing even hotter. Add to that the fact that I was drunk and I was just horny as never before and just wanted him to use my body." At this point, I was starting to get hot listening to this. I reached over and started to stroke her pussy. "Uuuuuuhhhmmmmm, that's nice, sweetie. So, um, we went to the bedroom and he went down on me some more. Ungh! Ohhhh! And... ummmm... while he was down there... Oooohhhhhhhhh... he... umm... ungghhh... st-stuck his... tongue in my ASS! Oh god this feels so good, honey! And so did, um... his tongue in my ass... that felt sooooo goood too! Unnnngghhhh! I'm... having... a... hard... ungh... time... ungh! concentrating, honey..." "What did he do next?" I asked, still rubbing her pussy. "He ate my ass and pussy... ohhhhhhh... he turned around... we... um... 69ed... unghhhhhh... oh don't stop!" she exclaimed. But I wanted to keep her going and not let her cum. So I stopped rubbing her pussy. "You can't leave me like this! I'll tell you the rest later. I need to cum!" "No. I want to hear now." I said calmly. "Ugh! We fucked some more - a lot more - after we had been 69ing for a while. We did 'The Holy Trinity' (ha! that's what my wife and I call Missionary, Doggie, and Cowgirl positions), but he also held me up against a wall and fucked me with my legs wrapped around him. And I did Reverse Cowgirl with him. He said he liked seeing his cock disappear into my pussy. The first time he came was after he had pulled me to the edge of the bed and put my feet on his chest and then entered me from on top. "He pulled out right before and he told me to put it in my mouth and then he came down my throat. But he wasn't done yet because after a couple minutes of cuddling/resting, he went back down and started eating my pussy out again. Even though he was piss drunk, he managed to cum two more times that night! I don't remember how many times I came. Could be more than all the number of times I came prior to that! If not, pretty close." "By the time he passed out from exhaustion and being drunk, I looked over at the clock and we had been fucking for nearly 3 hours straight! And it was the most exercise I'd gotten in a couple of years. We were both drenched in sweat. I was covered in cum, both his and my own. He was aware enough of things to know not to cum inside me. We didn't use a condom and there was no reason for me to be on birth control at that point. So the last two times he came, he came on my tits and stomach and then my ass and back. "I could smell his cum on my tits and I could also smell my own cum on my tits because he tit fucked me after just being in my cunt. It was the most raw sex I'd ever had. And I had a great time. I passed out myself at that point." "What happened the next day?" I asked. "Was it awkward?" *laughing* "No, not awkward at all! We woke up around Noon and what did he do? He went right out and came back into the bedroom with a shot of bourbon for each of us. I'll never forget what he said, "This is to kill the bacteria that builds up while you sleep." It was hilarious. After throwing it back, he got on top of me and started to kiss me again. We fucked one more time and I swallowed his cum again. Then I said, 'I need to go home and clean up.' he asked for my number and then I left." "And so you dated him for how long?" I asked. "About 6 months. 'Dated' might be too strong a word for what we were doing, though. We were really fuck buddies. He'd call me after a bartending shift on a Friday or Saturday night, and I'd allow him to come over at 1:30 am. He would start drinking then and of course I would, too. Then we'd fuck till 4am or 5am and then be in bed until after Noon the next day. It was really fun for the first few months. But then it started to not be fun. "I didn't like being drunk every weekend, sometimes both Friday AND Saturday night. And I didn't like that we almost never did anything besides drink and fuck. We went to a few movies and some cheap dinners at places like Chili's, but it had never grown into him being my boyfriend. The sex was amazing, and I had started on the pill for him. We did everything. I even let him fuck my ass. That's probably what kept it going for 6 months instead of 4." "He fucked you in the ass?! You never told me you let anyone fuck you in the ass!" I exclaimed, quite shocked by this development. "Honey, I never told you ANY of the details of my sex life before! I just told you who and how many - well, except for Jakesh - and you filled in the blanks yourself." she said defensively. "How did it happen? Him fucking you in the ass the first time, I mean." "Pretty much like the rest of the time. We started partying and got drunk. Then we moved into the bedroom. He went down on me and started eating me out. That almost always included him tonguing my asshole. This time, though, when he went back to my pussy, he popped a finger into my asshole and started sawing away. I was drunk. I was horny. And it honestly felt good. He saw that I was enjoying it and said to me, 'Anna, I want to fuck you in the ass.' So I nodded and he flipped me onto all fours and got behind me and pushed in." "Did it hurt?" "Yes! It hurt a LOT at first. But the longer he was in there, the better it started to feel. And then he reached around and started playing with my clit and then it all started to feel so amazing. It was filling me up in much the same way Jakesh filled up my pussy. When he pushed in, I had to resist the urge to push back, so I tried to relax as much as possible. This was one of the good things about being drunk. "I just kinda let it happen. With my clit being rubbed and his fat cock in my ass, I ended up having this huge orgasm that caused me to squirt! It was weird how all the fluid just jetted out of my pussy like a spray hose, but I must've squirted at least two or three times before finishing." she said. Her voice was regaining that throaty sound that she gets when she's horny, and she started to pinch her nipple again since I stopped playing with her pussy. "We didn't always ass fuck. It probably happened 5 or 6 times total." "So what made you break it off?" I asked. "I met a really nice guy." she said smiling at me. "We were never that crazy in bed, though!" I said. "I got 'crazy' out of my system. Yeah, it was fun, but I wanted to feel good about myself again. And I wanted to feel like someone wanted to be with me and not just fuck me. You were that guy. You were really sweet! Plus, you liked going down on me, too!" "I still do. I don't know why we stopped doing that..." I said sadly. "Oh, honey, I don't know either! But I think it's more my fault. We'll do this much more, like I promised!" she said. "Here, take that thing off." I was still wearing the strap-on. I took off the harness to expose my own cock, which Anna then took into her mouth. She got me hard after a couple of minutes of working it and then she started to deep throat it. Since I'm only 5 inches, she didn't have to take too much down her throat, but it still felt amazing. It didn't take long before I came in her mouth and she swallowed my cum again. "Mmmmm, thanks for giving me your cum, sweetie. That was nice..." said Anna. "Thank YOU for sucking me so wonderfully, Anna!" I said. I noticed her legs were spread then. So I positioned my head at the apex and started to lick. "Oh, yes, honey, that's what I want. You know how I like to be eaten! Ohhhhhhh... soooooo good! That's right, eat me out completely, honey! Suck on my clit, please! Yes! Just like that! Ohhhhhh... Mmmmmmm... Unnnggghhhh!" Relating all her sexual history to me had made her totally wet, so it didn't take long to get her to cum in my mouth. Over the next several weeks, we started to have sex much more regularly. Instead of once or twice a month, we were now going twice a week (sometimes three!)! That's a HUGE improvement in my book. Anna was still coming home and taking showers, but she wasn't soaking her panties on a daily basis anymore. I would check sometimes and there were definitely times that her panties seemed to have just "regular" daily soiling to them. Her new found energy fueled her to get back into shape, too. She joined a USTA league that met one night a week for practice and a couple of weekends a month for matches. She even joined a Crossfit gym (I guess the Crossfit people call them "boxes") and started going to that in the morning before work. I'd heard crossfitters can get kinda culty about the whole thing, and soon she started to change our diet to be more "paleo". But it was all for the better as she started to change the shape of her body and lose weight. I even dropped some weight just from changing my diet. After only 6 months of this, Anna went from a weight of 170 lbs to weighing 140 lbs, but she also looked much more muscular in the arms and shoulders as well as her calves, thighs, and butt. She said she owed it all to crossfit. She started to wear things like yoga pants to show off her legs and ass. She still had some flab on her tummy and thighs, but she was looking much better. And that also contributed to the quality of our sex life! What I wasn't aware of at the time, though, was that there was something about her crossfit box that she didn't tell me. This was also the same crossfit box that Tyrese belonged to. To be continued... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 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. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 81