Suspicions ConfirmedI always suspected that my wife had an occasional fling with someone on her ex’s side. I had found cum in her pussy once after a visit. So when I told her to go ahead and attend a funeral, and that if she was invited out to dinner afterwards to go ahead, I felt I had a reasonable chance of finding out for sure.We had talked “dirty talk” about her being with other men for years. She was initially very excited by it, but then I made the mistake of adding shaming language, like whore, and slut, and slowly after about a year, she became less and less interested in even the fantasy. So this time, I promised myself, I’d play it cool.She came back from the funeral, and all she wanted to do was talk about her ex’s family, how much the k**s had grown. We had made love two days before, nothing earth-shattering, and I was ready for whatever lay ahead.”What did you have for dinner?” she asked. “Nothing”, I replied. She told me had to go out for a while to go get some groceries, and it all seemed like a delay. I touched her pussy and said that I wanted this for my dinner.She laughed. “That’s what you always say” and she pushed my hand away.We went out, I ended up with a simple dinner, and then it was time. We sleep naked, which is really convenient, but she sat on a chair, looking at her cell phone. More delay.”How about we watch something?” she said. “After I take a shower”. “Sure, no problem, I’ll find something”. bahis firmaları She showered, of course, and then we lay in bed, watching a documentary.After it ended, she turned to me, and we started kissing. I reached down and touched her pussy, rubbing the outside, and just a little in side, and then the clit. She moaned. “Get the vibrator” she demanded.So I obliged, and, standing by the side of the bed, stroking myself, I watched her play with her pussy. She likes to find just the right spot, and let it sit there. Moaning, she said “I feel like I want to suck something”, which was unusual. Not that she doesn’t suck my cock, mind you, but the wording was off, and she shook her open hand as she said it, like there was something she was diverting my attention from.I got on my knees, and put my cock near her mouth. What happened next was very unusual for her. She DEVOURED my cock. With the vibrator still in place, I felt my cock slip down her throat, and for the first time, ever, she grabbed my balls and shaft while sucking. She took me in hard, and, gagging, held me deep. Clearly, she wanted to force me to cum. And I nearly did. This went on for five minutes or so. She left go of the vibrator, and, now grabbing me with both hands, she doubled down, gagging more, and making the “gak-gak” sound. Nothing was going to stop me from cumming now, so when I couldn’t resist, I pulled out.”Nearly got me there” I said.I moved kaçak iddaa her around so her legs were open and she was on her back. “What are you doing?” she said, and without another word, I shoved my cock deep into her pussy. It was so wet – like a waterslide – no resistance. At all. She flinched, and pulled back. I pulled out half way, and went back in. She flinched again.”I’m sore” she said.Sore? I had barely touched her for two days. But I knew why. I could feel the load of cum inside of her, coating her pussy, and now my cock, from whomever she had fucked early. She obviously had been fucked hard, too, because I know I had not left her that sore. And she was semi-loose, not tight. I would expect that she would have been tighter due to the intense vibrator use.I fucked her a while, slowing, cautiously. I didn’t want to let on that I knew. I just did what I could to go in and out without hurting her. Still, I could tell – she was VERY sore.So I came.Then she said all I needed to hear:”Do you know what you get to do now, right?””What?” I asked.”You get to eat ALL that cum, and clean my pussy of ALL of that cum”.I knew what she meant – it wasn’t just mine in there, and she wanted to tell me more, but could not.I didn’t say a word, I just went down on her, and ate her out – licking as far in as I could. I was there for just what seemed like two minutes, and she said “Vibrator”.I gave her the vibrator, and she applied it kaçak bahis to her special spot. I didn’t want to let on I knew, I didn’t want to repeat my mistake. This time, she was going to lead.She played a while, as I laid next to her. Then my cock swelled up, and I said to her “I have to eat the rest”.She laid back, and dutifully opened her legs, and I dove in, face first. My lips, tongue, inside of my mouth were all covered in cum, and I stroked myself. Ready to fuck her again, I raised up to her, and entered.She flinched, so I said “Why are you so sore?””Because I wanted cock. And I wanted to fuck. And I got fucked. Hard. Really hard. I’m sore because I wanted that cock, and I took her. He fucked me good. He fucked me raw.”Well, then. So I proceeded to pump, and she flinched, so I pulled out, and started to stroke myself. I had done it. I fucked her well-fucked, cum-filled pussy. She had done it, finally. She brought home cum to me.”What are you doing?” she asked”I don’t want to hurt you” I said. “Fuck me” she said. “Fuck me raw”.So I did. She could not take it.So I stroked myself til I came, told her I loved her.I didn’t ask about it, or mention it. I held her. “Are you ok?” she said.”Yes, never better” I said. “Are you ok?”She nodded yes.”Did you enjoy yourself?” she asked.”I’ve never enjoyed myself more”, I answered. “Did you enjoy yourself?””Never better” she quipped.And that was that. No slut-shaming, not calling her a whore, nothing. It is what it is.I can’t wait for another chance for her to visit her ex’s family. Or anyone with a cock, for that matter, as long as they are willing to fuck her raw and pump her full of cum.