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Learning who my wife really is.

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Learning who my wife really is.I love my wife; she’s been with me since we were teens. We are both in our late twenties and take very good care of ourselves. Emily, my wife, is 5’4 120, all ass. She has the most amazing curves. Her pussy is shaved bald. She has small b cups that are perky and quarter sized tan areolas. She is smaoking hot. When we first dated, I didn’t know she had already had sex with 16 guys and gave a blow job to about two dozen. And this was just her teen years. I had dated her a year before she told any of that to me. Then she spilled her guts. She told me every detail. Like the guy she fucked in front of crowd of partiers. Or the time she watched her friend have sex with her boyfriend and when the friend went to go to the bathroom, she let the guy fuck her instead. She was a slut. The part that hurt was that she hadn’t stopped giving guys blow jobs either. I had kissed the mouth that had just got down sucking down a guy’s load ten minutes prior to her getting to my house. (Later she told me that she even went down on my sister one drunken night) We tried to make it work. You may ask why I would stay. The fucked part is, somewhere deep inside me, it turned me on to know she was a little slut. She is so hot and in some ways, I felt like it was comparable to someone taking out my corvette for a joy ride. As long as it’s in one piece when I get it back, enjoy it. I loved to know she “belonged” to me.She stopped fucking other guys for a long time. We were together every day and fucked every day. I knew she was not fucking other guys because of how tight she was. Then I joined the marines. I left for training and she told me she would wait. She says she did and I believe her. She doesn’t lie about fucking other guys, she is a terrible liar and it’s not her way.One day, I felt that she deserved a “reward” for being faithful. Maybe I am to blame since I suggested her reward could be a threesome with a buddy of mine. I should have realized she was like an alcoholic with a drink, one is never enough. We set up a day and my friend came over. For the first time, I saw what my wife really was, a filthy whore. As my friend walked in, he reached to shake her hand to introduce him. She was already on her knees pulling open his bahis siteleri pants. The door was still closing… I felt like I saw a tiger in the wild. She was totally in her element; she sucked the first drops of his cum from his cock without even knowing his name. It was a threesome but she was just interested in him. I could sense it. Sooner or later, I pretended to be a sleep, telling them to have fun. Not like they were going to stop if I hadn’t given my blessing. For a while, they fucked on the bed, her face over my ear. Breathing into it, telling him how much she loved his dick. She meant every word. I was angry, it wasn’t fun anymore. I was no longer in control. She was fucking this guy next to me, bumping into me, and she wanted nothing to do with me. She suggested they move to the floor. It pissed me off so bad that I said I never want it to happen again. Again she said she would stop.I left for Afghanistan for a six month tour. I had been there a month and had gotten a few pieces of mail from her. She had told me a “care package” was on its way to “put a smile on your face”, her exact words. It was about two weeks later we finally got our first shipment of packages. I started to pull open the package. There was a dvd, a letter, baby wipes, a pair of her underwear, and a few other things I had asked her to put in there. At the bottom was the best thing, a fleshlight and a bottle of lube. There was a note sticking out of the hole, “you will need this.” In the confines of my small area where I had privacy, I popped in the dvd, hopping it was the new batman movie, while opening up her letter. At the top, she drew me a beautiful picture of our names together. I threw away the letter in fury after I read it but it basically said that she had to tell me the truth. She was having sex with 6 guys while I was away. She told me how she needed to. She told me how it was impossible to stop wanting to fuck every guy she saw. She told me that she was a sex addict and had no plans to be anything else. She was unhappy to be any other way.I was furious. I thought, this is a Dear John letter! I continued reading to find out it was much more confusing. She did not want to break up. It was my job as a husband to understand what she needs and canlı bahis be ok with it. Finally finishing up, she explains to me it made her feel better if I saw what she was doing, so I knew she was being safe. So she videotaped every time she did anything with a guy, sometimes with, sometimes without consent. That was what the cd was. Sure enough, on comes the video. It’s her, sucking a guy’s dick. I just see his dick and her lovely lips wrapped around it. I turned off the video and was sick to my stomach. I didn’t talk to her for the rest an entire month. I kept getting packages, sometimes with three discs in them. The pile grew, I never watched any but as the months grind by and the porn on my computer started getting old, the thought of maybe watching one of her videos kept coming into my head. I told myself that it’s just porn and she was a pornstar. It worked. I watched every one of them. She fucked 10 guys in all. 2 in one night once. Each video she started by sucking the guys dick. She loved to do that, often not stopping until he came in her mouth. The guys would tell her to swallow it sometimes. Other times, they would make her spit on herself. They called her names, slapped her, fucked her as hard as they could and she would only beg for more as she came on their dicks. Over and over, scene after scene, my wife was fucked by guy afer guy. After a while, I loved to know she had sex with strangers. The faces were always blurred out but I knew she wasn’t fucking my friends. When I got home, we had amazing sex and she told me she was done with fucking other guys now that I was home. One night, she wanted to be kinky, we often tied each other up. This was no different. She tied me up face down, to eat my ass, another thing I have seen and felt that she’s very good at. The lights were low and as she walks over to the bed, she tells me she has a surprise.She whispered into my ear, I love you. She kissed down my back and put some serious tongue work with my asshole. She would use her tongue as a little dick and then work a finger in, playing with my g spot. This woman was an artist. She put everything she had into it. From licking asshole to letting two guys fuck her, it was always ecstatic. She was back whispering into my ear again, güvenilir bahis “I haven’t told you everything. I think you should know the guys I slept with (faces were blurred out in every video).” I suddenly felt what I instantly recognized as a dildo on my asshole. We had gotten a strap on for a fantasy with another girl we had. It was a big dildo, 8 inches. I have never had anything than her two fingers up there. Before I could argue, she starts slipping in the dildo. It hurt. My ass was virgin but I was curious. I let her go deeper and deeper. I was handcuffed and tied so I couldn’t go anywhere. Lubing it over and over again, she worked about half of it in. It felt weird and asked her to stop.”But I haven’t told you my secrets. Don’t you want to know what they are?” She kept slowly, gently working the dildo into my ass. She started to get a little rougher. Almost all in. She pulls out half way and looks at me. I swear she muttered “pathetic”, yet she claims she didn’t. Still half way out of me, she leans in to whisper again. As she slammed the rest of the dildo into me, she simply said, “I fuck your friends.”I was dizzy. She hammered my ass. I was seeing double from pain and could only manage to choke out the word what. Then she started to list them off. The first video was the friend who dropped me off at the airport. He went straight back to my house and “pounded me until we were raw” , she said. One by one, she listed my closest friends. Age, looks, wealth, all did not matter. She wanted one thing, big dick. She told me every one of their cock sizes. She told me how she would give them head whenever they got two minutes away. How they all joked with her about me not knowing. She didn’t fuck them until I left, she said. That way, I couldn’t find out. So much for being a terrible liar. She fucked me harder and harder. I hated her. She humiliated me behind my back yet here I am strokes away from having an orgasm. It started building up; she heard my breath pick up. Laughing, she starts slamming the whole length in and out of my ass. “You can’t help it, can you? I can treat you any fucking way I want and you will stay!”My body rocked as I experienced my first anal orgasm. I lost all control of my body. She was an expert.She was right. I was her bitch and have been ever since. That night, she left me tied until morning, when she came home from one of my friends’ houses. She untied me and I got to get my favorite new gift, my friends cream pies.

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