Cyndy and I have been married for 18 years. She is a sexually confident woman who has always attracted attention from men. She dated around alot through high school and college, but she has always denied ever having intercourse with anyone but me. Don't misunderstand me. She confessed long ago to a lot of petting with a high school boyfriend. He was in college, three years older than her. His penis was the first she ever touched, the first she ever examined, the first to ejaculate in her hand.
Their make-out sessions became very intense and he became the first to explore Cyn's body but she claims she always managed to hold him off by dry-hunching him to a climax with their underwear or jeans on, and by masturbating him to ejaculation. In college in New Orleans, she admits to close calls, even staying out her freshman year all night after a party with a fraternity brother of mine named Thomas. That's what got my attention: Thomas bragging around the frat house that he had fucked Cyndy. That's what inspired me to get a date with her...I never anticipated that we would fall in love that first night.
I soon confronted her with Thomas' claims. She became furious, denied it and I had to restrain her from confronting him about it. Much later when we had become more intimate (two years had gone by and we were still in the heavy petting and hunching stage)and I pressed her about Thomas, she confessed to me one night that she had gotten too drunk at that party and he did get her into his bed where they made-out to the point of hunching; Thomas managed to get between Cyndy's legs, working up the front of her dress.
Without her realizing it, he had eased his pants down and he was not wearing underwear. With her legs apart, he had gotten two fingers inside the leg of her underwear to caress her clit. She did not immediately realize his cock (he was apparently trying to substitute his penis for his fingers)was pressing her silk panties into her, with his cock head an inch or two inside the lips of her pussy. When she realized it was his penis, she failed to immediately stop him.
For one instant the hot desire to experience her first fuck had screamed in her brain. "Yes, yes", she wanted to say to him and his aggressive cock, but the sudden feeling of his hot hard flesh slipping around the crotch of her panties instinctively caused her to whisper "No". But as she tried to push him away Thomas'insistant cock shot sperm all over her underwear and "on me," she explained.
"What do you mean? His cum didn't touch your pussy!" I asked feverishly in a low groan.
She kissed me as she rubbed my cock through my jeans and whispered back, "Well, like I told you, he was a little inside me. He soaked me. He moved so fast to move my panties aside while he was in me that his semen was everywhere."
"He wasn't in you ...when he climaxed, was he?" I whispered gingerly, hesitantly, into her ear, dreading her answer. I was suddenly aware...embarassed and angry... that my cock was fully erect from her caresses as she spoke. A long silence passed...a very pregnant silence.
Then she carefully answered,"He gave one really strong thrust just as I was telling him 'no' as I pushed him away...." Cyn said. "For at least one thrust Thomas went really deep into me......as he ejaculated."
I couldn't speak. My heart was in my throat as her pristine morality and virginity, my whole image of the young lady I'd been trying to conquer for two years, evaporated in my arms. She seemed not to realize the disappointment and disillusionment I was feeling.
Angry despite the action of her hands on me, I asked her more questions. "So that's when you made him stop and got so angry at him."
Cyn looked into my eyes as she stroked my penis. She looked like she was going to cry. Then she did cry. She buried her face into my chest and wouldn't look at me. I tried to get her to talk but she just kept crying. An hour passed while I struggled to get her to talk to me. Finally I got her to look at me again and to talk.
"Here's the whole truth," she said. "I hope you can handle it." A sense of doom enveloped me as she went on. "Thomas was in me ejaculating. I'd never felt anything in me like that, anything fill me like that, and his cock pumping in me. It happened so fast. He took my virginity but I'm equally to blame. He was so strong and my legs were open and he had no pants on and he was climaxing so hard. There was another thrust, then another, then another, then another until I stopped fighting him and we got into a rhythm just like when you and I hunch, both of us hunching.
Once the truth was out, Cyndy told me everything. I'd never heard her curse before but she became very explicit. "Here's the truth even if it ends our relationship. I fucked him as hard as I could and I climaxed over and over and over again on his cock. Thomas never got soft all night. We fucked over and over and over again all night. I'm sorry. I don't want to hurt you. But Thomas owned me all night long. I just lost my senses. I didn't care if he got me pregnant. He even asked me if I was on protection. I told him just to keep on fucking my pussy and not to worry about it. I felt him ejaculate in me many times. It was too good to stop. He was so thick. And deep. I loved it.
"What Thomas told everyone at the fraternity was true. I hate him now. He promised it would be our secret. But he fucked me all night. I loved every moment of it. I'm to blame. I got so excited with the sex. But I was so frightened for the next month that I was pregnant. How could I ever explain such a thing to my parents? Then you and I started dating. Thank goodness I didn't get pregnant. So I decided no sex until marriage."
I was so shocked by this confession that I could barely breath to ask her more questions. Up to that moment I had never been even close to fucking Cyn yet here she was, after we had dated for two years, telling me that my frat brother had fucked her all night long.
Then Cyn surprised me again. She stood beside the bed and reached under her dress and in one motion slipped off her panties and handed them to me. This was a first. Cyn pulled my jeans off, then my underwear. My penis stood tall before her, and she stroked me. She eased her lithe body across my abdoman and reached for my cock, put it between her legs and began using it to masturbate her clit. This was another first. We became very wet. We both watched the cap of my cock pressed between her pussy lips, then the caressing pace of our moving genitals increased. Cyn used my penis as a masturbation tool. She took my breath away. I tried to thrust my cock into her but she was in control.
She looked me square into my eyes, her long black hair swaying with the motion. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "Forgive me." She lifted her sweater over her head then removed her bra. This was another first. Her breasts are full and lovely and were suspended above me. She allowed me to caress and massage them. She used my thumb to stimulate her own nipple, to show me how she likes it. Her panties were lying beside me. She picked up the panties and held the crotch to my lips. They were quite damp with her pussy's wetness. I had never seen her behave this way.
Then came another surprise. "I loved telling you what Thomas did to me," Cyn whispered in a hiss. "Its got me incredibly wet. I wish I could let you fuck me but I can't make that mistake again." In two years I had never heard a 4 letter word from Cyn.
"Breath in," she instructed me as her panties were held to my lips. "Smell me. I ache for your penis." A silence fell as she used my cockhead as a masturbation tool. "Any penis," she added to my disbelief, seeming to emphasize the word "Any". Her arousal made her bold and explicit. "As long as its long, thick, full of energy. Full of sperm....Are you shocked, Scott?" Cyn asked with an odd smile. "Are you shocked that I have always loved to play with a man's penis? Doesn't matter who." Her deep brown eyes were only inches from my eyes, searching for some sign of my understanding, my forgiveness. Her eyes also revealed her overpowering sexual arousal.
