An Admission...
Loving Wives Story

An Admission...

by Battom 12 min read 2.9 (13,400 views)
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This happened about five years ago.

The wife gave me her old phone. "Plug this into your laptop. There's a video on there you need to see. I wouldn't show you this, but I think it's time. I'll explain after you watch it."

The video started with her looking at the camera, adjusting it. I recognized our bedroom, and the angle suggested the phone sitting on her dresser. She fiddled with it a little, then walked over and laid down on the far side of the bed. She adjusted the pillows, looked in the camera, moved around a bit, opened and closed her legs, then laid there for a few seconds. Then she got up, disappeared from view, then her hand appeared and the video stopped. A few seconds later, her hand appeared again, obviously having just turned the phone on.

"Fast forward to 45 minutes." I looked at her. She had no expression on her face, none at all. I was brought back to the video by hearing rustling and giggling. Then, she came into view, on the far side of the bed. All she had on was her bra and pantyhose. She lay down on the bed, and the guy came into view. I had never seen him before. From what I could see of him, he seemed much younger than her. He took off all his clothes, except his undershorts, and lay down beside her.

He started kissing her, very deeply, lots of tongue. He started kissing and biting her neck, and she looked into the camera, like 'are you watching' kind of look. The guy had reached underneath her and unhooked her bra, took it off her, and starting fondling her tits. She held his head as he moved down to her nipples, and started sucking and biting them, much harder than I ever had. He worked over both breasts, while he slipped his hand inside her pantyhose. She opened her legs a bit, and I could see his hand at work on her.

She occasionally looked into the camera, a very strange look on her face, then up at the ceiling, then at the guy. He moved down and with both hands pulled her pantyhose off. He was standing at the side of the bed. I could see she was wet, and I got a good look at him. He was much younger, maybe mid-twenties. He slipped his underwear off, and, though I couldn't see clearly, I could hear, and it was obvious he had put his cock in her mouth. She had raised her leg up, and he had two fingers deep in her. I could see her head moving back and forth, then she stopped and looked up at him.

I heard him clearly say, 'are you ready for this' and she said, 'yes, yes, I am'. She laid back, and I got a good look at him. His thing was big, much bigger than mine. She spread her legs, looking at his cock, then the camera, then his cock again, then straight up at the ceiling as he lay down between her legs. From what I could see, he had about half of it in her, and was kissing her deeply. He was laying flat on top of her, and was giving her short strokes, a little more with each pump. He pulled his head back, having got all his big thing in her, and she looked directly in the camera. Her eyes were wide, and she was breathing hard. I looked over at her then, and the same expressionless look was on her face.

"You'd better keep watching," she said. I looked back at the video. He had looped his arms underneath her legs, and I could see her eyes widen, as wide as they could, and she let out a screech as he pulled her legs up and hilted himself in her. He left it in her, not moving, and she gathered up the bedspread in both her hands and gripped tight. She was staring wide eyed, straight at the guy, her mouth open wide, taking in huge gasping breaths. He pulled it out very slowly, till the just the head was in her, then pushed it all the way in again, and she screeched again.

He began humping her, pulling it all the way out about every six or seven strokes, and I could see the engorged head of his tool, a deep purple and hard as a rock, and then he would plunge it all the way in again. She started to orgasm, the deep orgasms she usually had when I would lick her. Twice she came, then he let her legs down and let go of them. She spread herself wide, as wide as she could, never letting go of her grip, and continuing to stare at him.

Finally, he pulled himself out and moved up on her, a little too late, because his first shot went all over her tits before he could get to her mouth. She raised her head up and took in about half of him, and reached up with her hand and furiously jacked him off. He shot the rest of his load in her mouth. I didn't see any of it, she swallowed every drop. When he was finished, he moved over beside her and slid down so he was face to face. With his finger he gathered up what he had shot on her tits, brought it to her mouth, and she licked it off his fingers. Four or five times he finger-fed her his cum, and she licked his fingers clean every time. Her legs were still spread wide, and her bush was completely wet. She was still catching her breath.

He laid back, slipped his arm under her shoulders, and she cuddled in next to him. Her nether lips were twitching, still swollen, and a clear liquid was streaming out of her. He idly played with her tits and nipples, and kissed her forehead affectionately.

After a short time, they began talking. I recognized some of the names, and I wondered if this was the guy from work she had talked about, the guy that a couple of the girls said was a real horn-dog.

They talked for several minutes, and he kept fondling her. I could see that her nipples were erect, and he began pulling and twisting them. How did he know she liked that? This must not have been the first time he fucked her, I thought. They began kissing again, and after several deep kisses, in which I could clearly see her tongue moving in and out of his mouth, he eased her head down to his cock. It was soft, and she scooped it up with her mouth, taking it right down to the base.

She looked up, and seemed to suddenly remember the phone was right in front of her. She got a surprised look on her face and stayed still for a moment, her mouth full of cock.

But he had pulled her up so she was kneeling, and one hand was working her tits, and the other was fondling her ass. It didn't take long for him to get hard, and abruptly he slid away from her, and she moved as if to lie back down, but he said, 'No, stay that way. On your knees.' She did as she was told, and her moved behind her. "I don't know if I can take you this way." "Oh yes you can." And at that, he entered her from behind. At least I think it was her cunt, because there was no way she could have taken that thing in her ass.

She settled herself on her elbows on the bed, but he raised her back up on her hands, leaned forward and with both hands grabbed her tits. He began roughly fondling them, imitating a milking thing.

"Do you like being fucked this way?"

She was looking straight in the camera. "Yyyesss, this is good."

"Do you like having your tits handled this way?" He began humping faster.

"YYYessss, it's fine." He was really giving it to her now, with his cock and his hands.

"I fucked Katie like this while we were dating, she didn't like it. She didn't have as big an ass as you do, her tits weren't as big either. She was good cocksucker, but you're a better fuck. Do you mind me telling you?"

She had a distressed look now. "No, that's okay."

"Good. You don't mind if I come inside your cunt, do you?" She didn't answer, but laid down on the bed, him following her down, pulling his hands from her tits, and moving her legs apart with his knees. After just a few more strokes, he raised himself up and started shooting his load into her, grunting and groaning like an animal while he came. She had buried her face in the bed, and started to moan and grunt with each savage thrust. Finally he finished, withdrew his now rapidly softening cock from her, and lay back on the pillow.

Debbie stayed face down on the bed, until he pulled her up and pushed her face down to his cock, where she used her tongue and lips to clean him up. She was facing away from me, and I could see his sperm dripping out of her. There was a big white globule of sperm on her asshole, and some had found its way in that small hole. She finished licking him clean, and moved back up on the bed beside him. He put his arm around her again. And again began fondling her tits.

"It's too bad I'm leaving next week. You and I could have a lot of fun, especially since you're leaving your husband. Are you keeping the house?" Debbie didn't say anything for a bit.

"I don't know, we haven't started dividing things up yet." The guy chuckled. "Yeah, right." They talked a while more, and eventually he drifted off to sleep. She left his side, and the last thing on the video was her walking up to the camera, and the screen going dead.

I sat there in stunned silence. I didn't know what to say. Finally, she told me the story.

"Remember all the trouble we had? Remember when you left in the truck, telling me you were going to stay out as long as it took for me to see the attorney and get stuff settled? I knew we were through. I knew it in my heart. Eighteen years of marriage, three kids, and I would be starting over. I was terribly hurt that you had given up. I didn't sleep a wink that night. The next day the hurt turned to anger, and then rage. I hated you more than I could say. I never wanted to see you again.

The next few days at work the girls were talking about Katie, how Warren had broken up with her. I saw Katie that week, and told her I felt bad for her. She told me she was actually glad, that all Warren wanted to do was screw and watch TV, and she was glad he was taking the job in Colorado. She also said the only good thing about him was his big dick. You had always called me every night when you were on the road, and you didn't call till Thursday, and all you wanted to know was how it went with the attorney. I hung up the phone shaking with anger. And then I thought about the going away party for Warren on Friday.

Remember how you were always bugging me to see what sex was like with a guy with a big dick? Well, you got your wish. I only showed you this because I think there shouldn't be any secrets if we're going to try to make things work."

"Well, at least you liked it." I was too stunned to be anything but a smartass.

"Liked it? Letting that arrogant asshole fuck me? Because I came? Because I squirted? Or because you finally got to see what you wanted all these years!"

"You liked it. You know you did! Why not admit it? And yeah, I wanted to see it. Now we know, don't we? You like a big cock!"

"So, I liked it. So what? That doesn't mean I want to stay with the guy, or go looking for a big one every weekend. There's more to staying together than how big your dick is! Are you gonna go chase women with big tits now?"

"No. I've had a woman with big tits. I know there's more to it than that. It was just a curiosity thing, that's all." We sat and looked at each for a while. "That wasn't the first time he fucked you, was it." She looked at me a while, not saying anything.

"No. He fucked me the night before that, at his place. He had a kind of going away party, and I was the last to leave, and,,,,you know,,,,,,,we started kissing, he started feeling me up,,,,,and,,well,,,,,we ended up fucking. You've always told me I'd be easy for a guy once he started playing with my tits."

"Yeah, I know. I know why he asked you if you were 'ready' for it, too. You had a hard time getting it in, didn't you?"

"Yes. Are you going to pester me forever about this?"

"Not forever. Just until I'm satisfied. He stayed the night here, and fucked you again the next day, right?"

She fidgeted around in the chair, looking out the window, up at the ceiling. "Yes. We showered in the morning, then he fucked me again. After lunch he wanted more, but I was sore, so he,,,,,he made me blow him. And yes, I swallowed. I didn't have a choice, he had so much of his cock in my mouth I didn't have a choice. And no, I don't want to start swallowing now." She had looked me in the eye while she told me all this. "So, now you know. Are we going forward, or is this it. I was bitter when I did it, but I'm not anymore. I just wanted you to know in case he had told anybody. You always said we should tell each other about this type of thing."

I thought for a long time. I wasn't sure where to go from here.

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