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5-STAR POSTS!!     |
09/03/2024
When going through puberty my best friend introduced me to Penthouse magazine. His dad was an avid reader of the magazine and bought every release each month.
Rick would loan me some of his dads older issues to take home to jerk off to. The girly pictures were great but the letters that readers would send in were my favorite masturbation tool.
I realized quickly that the story’s about cheating wives and mfm sex were the ones that made me orgasm the best. I didn’t know why, but my dick would get raging hard while reading them.
There was something about slutty girls that turned me on. When I had my first girlfriend in high school I often thought about having my best friend fuck her so I could eat her out afterwards.
I didn’t have gay fantasies but it was different and I felt fucked up because of it. I even began to tell her about my friends huge dick and she seemed interested in hearing more about it. I knew I was undermining my relationship with her but couldn’t help it. She eventually did sleep with him and dumped me soon after.
I never told him what I did and I never got anything from it either. After that I decided to keep my sick fantasy a secret. Later after college I met my wife. She was everything a guy would want. Tall, long legs, perfect tits, slim, and beautiful.
But I still masturbated thinking about her cheating on me daily. After we were married I would ask about her previous sexual experiences. At first she was hesitant to talk about it but soon realized I wasn’t jealous and was turned on by hearing about the guys she fucked.
She would stroke my dick as she told me about them. I asked if I was the best fuck she had ever had. She said no, actually I was her worst. I asked why she married me. She told me sex wasn’t everything in a relationship.
She did tell me her last boyfriend had a big dick and knew how to use it. He could bring her to multiple orgasms. I on the other hand, had trouble giving her one orgasm. She would talk to me about fucking guys in high school and college while jerking me and would want to mount me but I would insist she keep edging me until I eventually spurted.
I would use my semen as lube on her pussy and eventually go down on her. She would cum really hard riding my face. But each time she would say she prefers intercourse over oral. I couldn’t fuck worth a damn so I bought her dildos and vibrators to use and boy did she ever.
I loved jerking off to watching her use them on herself. She would beg me to fuck her and I would refuse and tell her to orgasm on the dildo. The dildo’s were several inches larger than my dick and her pussy was stretched out from using them.
I slipped my hard dick in once when she was masturbating and she said she could hardly feel it and then asked me to move so she could finish with her toy. By our third year of marriage we were no longer fucking. Our sex consisted of masturbation and oral.
I was happy and she wasn’t complaining either. Though I still fantasized about her cheating. I was afraid to tell her about my sick fantasy for fear she would leave me. Years past and one day I was looking for something in our storage room in the basement.
I came across a box that was sealed with tape. I decided to open it and found it full of letters to my wife. There were letters from her ex and he would talk about the sex they had. She was at work so I took the box upstairs to read them all.
I thought it was strange that she was saving these letters because it had been fifteen years since they dated. Then I opened a letter and as I read it my heart stopped. Her ex was talking about me. That’s when I looked at the post mark and realized these letters were from after we were married.
He made comments about my inadequacies and how exciting it was fucking a married woman. Then reality sank in. What I had always hoped for was happening but now I just felt sick and my head was racing.
There were other letters from different men I didn’t know who she was also fucking. This was in the late seventies and she wasn’t working after having our first kid. She had only recently started working again after our third kid. Her mom was helping us with the kids at this time.
I sat at the table deflated. My dick was limp and I wondered if she was going to leave me. When she came home she saw her box of letters on the table and became furious at me for reading them. She told me I had no right to invade on her privacy.
I asked who she was fucking and she refused to tell me. She blamed me for everything. She told me I was a sorry fuck and I wouldn’t fuck her so she got dick else where. I said it looks like you and your ex never stopped and were fucking for the first five years of our marriage. She didn’t deny it. Then it hit me.
I began doing the math in my head and realized that our first son wasn’t even mine. She didn’t deny that either. So then I asked are any of the kids mine. There was silence. I literally began to cry because I felt so deceived and she didn’t seem to really care.
I obtained a lawyer and we stopped talking. I asked her if she was getting a lawyer for herself and she said no, that I was the one who wanted the divorce, not her. This really shocked me and made me think really hard about myself. The realization that I was a hypocrite and was the reason for it all hit me like a ton of bricks.
She came home from work and I asked to talk. I told her to listen and don’t say anything until I’m done. Then I unloaded all my dark secrets. She was a little surprised but suspected something in my behavior. I apologized and told her she still has her sexual freedom and I want to remain married.
The only stipulation was I wanted transparency in what she was doing. She agreed and we ended up in bed with her jerking me off again. This time her tone was harsh and she referred to me as her bitch.
She vowed to make me clean her used pussy and boy did she. She is the dominant one and I’m her submissive husband. We both feel liberated and openly talk about her sexual experiences and I’m very supportive of her.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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Rick would loan me some of his dads older issues to take home to jerk off to. The girly pictures were great but the letters that readers would send in were my favorite masturbation tool.
I realized quickly that the story’s about cheating wives and mfm sex were the ones that made me orgasm the best. I didn’t know why, but my dick would get raging hard while reading them.
There was something about slutty girls that turned me on. When I had my first girlfriend in high school I often thought about having my best friend fuck her so I could eat her out afterwards.
I didn’t have gay fantasies but it was different and I felt fucked up because of it. I even began to tell her about my friends huge dick and she seemed interested in hearing more about it. I knew I was undermining my relationship with her but couldn’t help it. She eventually did sleep with him and dumped me soon after.
I never told him what I did and I never got anything from it either. After that I decided to keep my sick fantasy a secret. Later after college I met my wife. She was everything a guy would want. Tall, long legs, perfect tits, slim, and beautiful.
But I still masturbated thinking about her cheating on me daily. After we were married I would ask about her previous sexual experiences. At first she was hesitant to talk about it but soon realized I wasn’t jealous and was turned on by hearing about the guys she fucked.
She would stroke my dick as she told me about them. I asked if I was the best fuck she had ever had. She said no, actually I was her worst. I asked why she married me. She told me sex wasn’t everything in a relationship.
She did tell me her last boyfriend had a big dick and knew how to use it. He could bring her to multiple orgasms. I on the other hand, had trouble giving her one orgasm. She would talk to me about fucking guys in high school and college while jerking me and would want to mount me but I would insist she keep edging me until I eventually spurted.
I would use my semen as lube on her pussy and eventually go down on her. She would cum really hard riding my face. But each time she would say she prefers intercourse over oral. I couldn’t fuck worth a damn so I bought her dildos and vibrators to use and boy did she ever.
I loved jerking off to watching her use them on herself. She would beg me to fuck her and I would refuse and tell her to orgasm on the dildo. The dildo’s were several inches larger than my dick and her pussy was stretched out from using them.
I slipped my hard dick in once when she was masturbating and she said she could hardly feel it and then asked me to move so she could finish with her toy. By our third year of marriage we were no longer fucking. Our sex consisted of masturbation and oral.
I was happy and she wasn’t complaining either. Though I still fantasized about her cheating. I was afraid to tell her about my sick fantasy for fear she would leave me. Years past and one day I was looking for something in our storage room in the basement.
I came across a box that was sealed with tape. I decided to open it and found it full of letters to my wife. There were letters from her ex and he would talk about the sex they had. She was at work so I took the box upstairs to read them all.
I thought it was strange that she was saving these letters because it had been fifteen years since they dated. Then I opened a letter and as I read it my heart stopped. Her ex was talking about me. That’s when I looked at the post mark and realized these letters were from after we were married.
He made comments about my inadequacies and how exciting it was fucking a married woman. Then reality sank in. What I had always hoped for was happening but now I just felt sick and my head was racing.
There were other letters from different men I didn’t know who she was also fucking. This was in the late seventies and she wasn’t working after having our first kid. She had only recently started working again after our third kid. Her mom was helping us with the kids at this time.
I sat at the table deflated. My dick was limp and I wondered if she was going to leave me. When she came home she saw her box of letters on the table and became furious at me for reading them. She told me I had no right to invade on her privacy.
I asked who she was fucking and she refused to tell me. She blamed me for everything. She told me I was a sorry fuck and I wouldn’t fuck her so she got dick else where. I said it looks like you and your ex never stopped and were fucking for the first five years of our marriage. She didn’t deny it. Then it hit me.
I began doing the math in my head and realized that our first son wasn’t even mine. She didn’t deny that either. So then I asked are any of the kids mine. There was silence. I literally began to cry because I felt so deceived and she didn’t seem to really care.
I obtained a lawyer and we stopped talking. I asked her if she was getting a lawyer for herself and she said no, that I was the one who wanted the divorce, not her. This really shocked me and made me think really hard about myself. The realization that I was a hypocrite and was the reason for it all hit me like a ton of bricks.
She came home from work and I asked to talk. I told her to listen and don’t say anything until I’m done. Then I unloaded all my dark secrets. She was a little surprised but suspected something in my behavior. I apologized and told her she still has her sexual freedom and I want to remain married.
The only stipulation was I wanted transparency in what she was doing. She agreed and we ended up in bed with her jerking me off again. This time her tone was harsh and she referred to me as her bitch.
She vowed to make me clean her used pussy and boy did she. She is the dominant one and I’m her submissive husband. We both feel liberated and openly talk about her sexual experiences and I’m very supportive of her.
 TAKE MY WIFE |
 FUCK ME |
Poster:
Mike