This is a work of truth and fantasy. Names have been changed to protect the privacy of those involved.
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About 10 years ago I made the mistake of rushing in to a marriage. Jamie and I met and hit it off right away. We dated for about 2 months and things were great. We fell in love and we were always together. Unfortunately, she signed up to join the military and was leaving for boot camp in 6 weeks.
One night while hanging out with friends someone asked what we were going to do when she left. We weren't really sure. I guess we wanted to avoid that conversation until the date got closer. During the conversation marriage came up and I blurted out "Shit, I'd marry you tomorrow if we could do it." Well, she called me on it and 5 weeks later we were married. One week after that she was set to leave.
The plan was that right after boot camp she would get base housing and I would move down with her. She called me when she graduated and said she was just waiting for the housing and that I should start planning the move. That was the last I heard from her. For months I had no contact and things fell apart. I just marked it as a life lesson and figured we'd divorce whenever we could.
Well time passed and I met someone else, Amanda. Things progressed and we fell in love. I explained to her the situation and gave her an out if she wanted it. She said it didn't matter and stuck with me. We moved in together and lived like a married couple would for 8 years. We talked about marriage but still couldn't find my legal wife to start the divorce process.
Then, out of the blue, I got a friend request from her on social media. I accepted it and I immediately started asking questions. She explained to me that boot camp was mentally exhausting and she had some latent psychological issues that manifested. We decided to get together and figure this out.
I told Amanda that I was going to meet Jamie to start discussing how to proceed with a divorce. We met and she looked fantastic, the military was good to her. She eyed me up and down and I felt good knowing I still looked good. During our conversation she told me she would pay for it all because she felt terrible and that she also wanted to get married, to a woman. After we talked for a few hours I forgave her for everything and we remained friends. Six months later the divorce was final and two months after that Amanda and I married.
Marriage didn't change things much because we were together for so long. Jamie and I stayed friends and Amanda and Sarah, Jamie's wife, were ok with it. We never really hung out together but we continued chatting on social media and the occasional phone call. Of course we complained about our spouses and how sex fizzled after they got their rings.
One night we started bitching about the things we wanted in the bedroom and how neither spouse would do the things we wanted. I like to play rough and be dominant and she likes to be dominated and used. The conversation turned in to video chat sex. We watched each other and she did what I told her to do.
It went something like this.
She started by showing me some of her toys. She had an eight inch fairly thick dildo, a vibrator that was about 6 inches long and an inch and a half thick. She also had an egg shaped vibrator and another short but quite thick dildo. The most impressive thing was a huge ten inch dildo that was as thick as her wrist with a massive knob shaped head, it was mounted to a domed shape base meant for riding, and a riding crop for a little spanking.
April: "Tell me what you want me to do."
Me: "Stand up, strip and turn around. I want to see your body."
April: "Ok." She does and she looks beautiful. Her body is tight and her ass is firm. Her tits are a perky D cup and her pussy is shaved. I tell her to turn her back to me so I could see her ass.
Me: "Bend over and spread your ass." She does and her pussy is already glistening with her juices. "Play with your cunt." She starts rubbing her finger along her pussy, spreading her lips and smearing her wetness all over her pussy and asshole.
"Mmmmm" she moans.
"Take the vibrator and use it. Rub it on your cunt."
"Yes, what else?"
"Get it wet and slide it in your ass." She does and let's out a small moan.
Me: "Isn't it big enough?"
"I can fit something bigger in me. What do you want to fuck me with?"
"I guess you became quite the whore over the years."
"Well, I told you I like it rough."
"Ok, lay on your back" she does. "Now spread your legs and slap your pussy with the crop."
"Mmmm, now we're getting somewhere. This is the shit she doesn't do for me." She starts spanking her pussy lightly. I tell her "Harder, I want to hear the slaps and see your pussy turn red." "Yes master" she replies. My dick got even harder when she said that, to the point where she noticed it grow even more.
"I see you liked that master" she mumbled as she beat her cunt, turning it bright red and causing it to drip down to her asshole.
I counted to 20 and told her to stop. "Straddle the big cock and take it in, hard." She swung her leg over and impaled herself on it, taking it almost all the way in. She yelped as she bottomed out and shook with an orgasm. She let out a long satisfied moan and soaked the plush base. The dildo was soaked and dripping as she raised herself off of it. Before she could relax I ordered her "Clean your cum off of that cock. Lick it clean." Without any protest she did it. "Now take that eight inch and shove it in your ass." Without taking the big one out of her mouth she reached over and grabbed the eight incher and shoved it in her well lubed asshole. She let out a long, satisfied moan around the fake cock in her mouth. She took her mouth off just long enough to ask...