Note: this is my first ever submission to Literotica. I have been reading these stories for years and finally decided to join in on the fun. Please feel free to give me your opinions, good or bad.
I will be writing chapter 2 in the next few days' I hope you enjoy this first chapter!
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"Wanna get a pizza..... and fuck?"
As I heard the words through the phone, I flashed back to the last time she had said those words. 14 years ago, while going through a mostly amicable divorce, my ex-wife Dawn asked me that very same thing when I stopped by our old house to drop something off to her.
The results of the first time she asked that question was a torrid fuckfest at a local Super 8, resulting in me cumming twice, the second of which was a huge, sloppy facial. A facial that she was somewhat apprehensive to take, but I figured if this was the last time I was ever going to fuck her, I was going to give myself something to remember it by.
At the end of that night, as I was dropping her back off at her car to send her home to her boyfriend, she said "next time I'll pay for the room, and if you get a few margaritas in me, maybe I'll let you fuck my ass."
I laughed and said "deal", and sent her on her way.
Over the years since that night, I have used that image, and many others from that night as fuel for many, many masturbation sessions. There was something about that night that is etched in my brain, certainly to the point where I have idealized it some, but, nonetheless, it remains a constant fixture in my "spank bank".
Though the "next time" never came. She had gotten married (and divorced) again, and I had a steady stream of girlfriends and eventually re-married, so I guess the circumstances never worked out for it to happen.
I am married now, to my second wife Jennifer. She is, quite simply, the most amazing woman a man could ever ask for. She is built just the way I like 'em, not a BBW, but slightly bigger, with curves in all the right places. She is beautiful, sexually insatiable, and extremely understanding of men, and their sexual drive and desires.
She has pushed me to points of pleasure I never knew I could get to. She has had 3 of her friends join us in bed at various times over the past few years, and they were all amazing, lust filled evenings. Evenings which we have later re-lived in our alone time, often masturbating together as I tell her how good it felt to fuck her friend, or how hot it was to eat her friend's pussy, or any number of other dirty details from those nights.
Like I said, she is extremely in tune with how men think, and has shown that she will not "turn the tables" on me by getting upset about the things I have fantasized about, or which one of her friends I would like to fuck, etc. The first time she pressed me years ago while we were dating, about my favorite sexual experience, I was, needless to say, extremely reluctant to be truthful.
I knew that she was extremely open-minded, but the thought of telling her all about fucking my ex-wife, and how much I enjoyed it, was something I did not think would end well.
I did, however, tell her. I told her in great detail how she had asked me that "pizza"question, and it led to her riding my cock while I jammed a finger in her ass in a local motel. I went into great detail about fucking her from behind while looking down at her young, round ass and cumming on her tits. I went on to tell her everything about that night, and how I sent her home to her new boyfriend after dumping a huge load of cum on her face after round 2.
That first time telling her these things I was extremely nervous, worried that at any time she would "snap" and this would all back-fire on me, but it did not. In fact, she ended up playing with her hot, bald pussy as I told her about fucking Dawn in that hotel, and proceeded to tell me to turn down the lights.
I did as I was told. She then instructed me to close my eyes and pretend it was my ex-wife laying on that couch, and to start jacking off. She proceeded to use some parts of what I had told her to get into "character" and soon enough I was playing right along.
The lights were down low enough that it was very easy for me to pretend she was Dawn, and when she mentioned the color of panties she was wearing, well actually the color of panties my ex was wearing that night.
I screamed "Dawn, I'm gonna cum" and shot a huge load of cum on her.
It was one of the most intense orgasms of my life up to that point, but I feared the backlash that was to come from the use of my ex-wife's name during sex.
And yet, the retribution never came. In fact it has led to me telling her about all the girls I have had the pleasure to fuck, in great detail. She loves to hear about how hot I thought they looked, and how good their pussies and mouths felt.
She will come to bed and say "tell me about someone, something dirty!" and grab one of her toys.
I will proceed to tell her about one of the girls I used to fuck before we got together. Inevitably she ends up having multiple squirting orgasms, all while listening to me tell stories about fucking other girls.
Between my divorce from Dawn and the time I met her,I was playing in a local rock band and had fucked my share of girls, including some she knew pretty well. One in particular was a really dirty, slutty girl I had made a "homemade"sex tape with. She was aware of it, but had never pressed me about it.
One night she asked, where's that tape of you and Wendy?" For obvious reasons I was reluctant to tell her I still had it. I knew she was open minded, but I thought this is where it could go south.
I had made a point though to be honest with her always, and did not want to lie. I told her it was in a box of things in our storage room.
She said instantly - "go get it." I went off to find the tape, and after finding it came back in to the room to find her with a vibrator resting between her legs.
"Put the tape in" she said, "I want to watch you fuck her."
This tape was a POV style tape, with me holding the camera, filmed over 3 nights on a vacation. The first scene was me fucking the girl in the ass, and eventually blasting a load of cum on her back. The second scene was a "solo" scene of the girl jamming a lotion bottle in her pussy and bringing herself off. The last scene was one where I was up on her chest, pulling on my cock, and getting ready to cum on her face.
Jennifer told me to start jacking off and cum on her, but watch the TV and pretend I am back in that hotel room with Wendy. It was amazing! I shot a huge load of cum on my current girlfriend (she was still my girlfriend at the time), while watching my ex-girlfriend get a facial, from me!!
It was then that I learned she was a voyeur on top of it all. In the years since, I have shared everything I can possibly remember about any number of girls I have fucked. Her love of voyeurism then led to several crazy encounters with one of her friends named Lisa.
She had her come over one night, and my wife told her she wanted her to give me a blowjob and she wanted to watch.
This girl had bragged she could make any man cum in 5 minutes or less. Little did I know I would be the one to put that to the test.
Anyway, she did make me come in less than 5 minutes, I laid there stunned as my wife looked on with a pleasant smile and a look of pure lust. She truly was a voyeur, and truly loved seeing me happy.
This led to several more hot encounters with this friend, and the success of that night, and the resulting pleasure we got from re-living those nights in our "story-telling" sessions has led to so many more amazing nights.
Jennifer then began to ask me about other girls. Which ones I wanted to fuck, and I told her, this time without hesitation. These sessions would inevitably end with me describing, in great detail, which girl I wanted to fuck and what I wanted to do them, while Jenny brought herself to several earth-shattering orgasms.
Over the last few years, after we got married, she made it a point to bring 2 of these girls over. I was able to live out my fantasy of fucking them, and she was able to watch, and even began to participate.
In fact the last time her friend Karen was over, she ended up fingering her and sucking her tits while I recovered from fucking her, leading to me cumming again. This time while watching my wife's first ever full on bi-sexual experience. It was truly amazing.
All of these experiences led to many, many nights of us masturbating together as she had me recount the nights with these girls. I would go into great detail about how their pussies felt, and how good it felt to cum in them, and any number of other details, always in the most extremely graphic words possible. Each and every time, this dirty talk would send her to a massive orgasm.
After she cums, she usually gets started on making me cum. She usually starts off with discussing some of the hot girls we know, and how hot they are. Then she starts telling me how hot it is to watch me with them, and tells me her favorite moments from these encounters. Then we she is ready to make me cum, she will bring up Dawn.
She knows the memories I have of her and her young body will drive me over the edge. She will even set up fantasy situations where we are all together and I am fucking both of them. It works every time!
All of this brings me back to where the story started....
I had just gotten off work after a particularly hectic day, and my phone rings. Glancing down, I see the name "Dawn" on the screen and pick it up, figuring it has something to do with the daughter we had together when we were married.
"Mike, your daughter's car has a bad alternator and the guy at the shop said it would be around $300 to fix it, would you be willing to help me out with it?"
As I said, the divorce was fairly amicable and we have always tried to work together, so I was happy to help.
"Sure, no problem" I replied, "Just let me know when you need it and I can have Jenny run it over to you."
"Ok, thanks, I hate to ask, but I am running a little short on cash this month."
She proceeded to make small talk, asking how work was, how Jenny was doing and just basic small talk, but I could tell she was trying to lead up to something. Something I figured would cost me more money, or maybe some bad news, I just couldn't tell.
