Previously I chronicled a request made by my wife Sophie to 'help' her mom get over the death of her husband, George. That in itself was not unreasonable; Esther (my mother-in-law) and I got along pretty well and Sophie did care for her mom's well-being. No, it was how Sophie wanted me to 'help' Esther - by sleeping with her to remind her she is a vibrant woman with a lot left to offer.
To make a long story short, I thought about this long and hard, because the method was unusual to say the least, and I didn't want anything to jeopardize my marriage to Sophie. Sophie assured me it was her idea and she would appreciate it if I could help her mom get out of her funk. Then as a way of assuring me of her honest intentions, she began performing sex acts that I really like, but she doesn't , such as taking my cum in her mouth and swallowing it and letting me fuck her in the ass. The former was great, but the latter was unexpected. We'd done it a handful of times while dating 23 years ago, but since then every time I tried to snuggle into her tush she complained I was too big and it hurt. My cock is 6 3/4 inches at its most stiff. It isn't a pencil dick, but it isn't an eggplant either. But she suddenly allowed, and even encouraged me, to penetrate her butthole. I couldn't help but wonder why the sudden change in attitude. I found out soon enough.
We were home drinking wine. I asked Sophie why she was in the mood for anal sex these days. I used to always ask, actually beg, for it and she had always said 'No', but now it was like she couldn't get enough. Sophie drank way more wine than usual and she was quite tipsy and her speech was slurred.
"Ya wanna know why I let ya fuck me in the ass, right? OK, Pete ol' buddy, I'll tell ya. I had some practice with a friend! Whaddya think of that, huh!"
It was like being hit in the face with a brick. Was Sophie admitting to an affair (or more than one?) where she allowed some other man's (or mens') cock(s) into the anus that for years she denied me? Had she blown these unknown cocks until they exploded in her mouth? I looked at Sophie. She drank more wine and continued
"In fact, I think I'm getting out of practice lately. It may be time for a booster session. Wanna watch me do it? Come with me and I know you'll like what you see!"
Sophie was asking me to join her and watch her accept someone in her butt, or mouth, or cunt, or maybe all three. I couldn't believe her nerve! And yet, drunk as she was and as hurt as I felt, there was something hypnotic in her facial expression and voice that make it damn near impossible to refuse. I stood up to leave but then my mouth said things my brains told it not to
" I don't know if I can! I'm afraid of what I'll see. Maybe it's better off if I don't know!"
But Sophie had lived with me for more than 22 years and she knew me better than I knew myself. She assured me I'd love it. At first I'd only watch, but then after a while, maybe I'd want to join in! She
swallowed her wine and looked at my half-full glass. She asked if she could have it and I waved my hand to take it.
Sophie was pretty drunk but I was the one with a massive headache. I tried to make sense of what she had just told me. But before I got too deep into thought, she unexpectedly yanked down my pants and BVDs and looked with lust at my cock.
"Come to Mamma! I want your cum, NOW!" she demanded.
My dick disappeared into her mouth. Her sucking was intense and sloppy and I got very hard in spite of my conflicted emotions. Soon I was bucking my hips trying to force it down her throat. Sophie's eyes were closed and she let out sounds of pure delight. My dick was more completely in her mouth than I could recall. I guess getting it in the ass wasn't the only 'training' she was receiving! But in spite of this, I felt my balls tighten in preparation for release. And then it happened, my cock exploded in streamers of hot sticky spunk directly into my wife's mouth. She moaned louder and sucked me hard to tease out every drop. When I had no more to give she let me plop out of her mouth. Sophie tilted her head to look up at me and opened her jaws to show me the pool of spunk I had deposited. Then she swallowed with a loud gulp.
She licked her lips and said
"Mmmm, that was tasty. I hope you have lots more! Do you know I came just now without you or me touching my cunny? I didn't know I could do that!"
I just staggered to the couch and fell in. Sophie sat next to me and began stroking my wilting cock. In no time flat it was hard again and I shot a fresh load of cum onto her fingers. Sophie eagerly lapped it up before telling me
"I'm going for a session tomorrow. I want you to be there. You may be shocked and surprised and maybe disappointed in me, but I know in the end you'll love it! After all, we can't be keeping secrets between us!"
She repeated to herself
"In the end"
and started laughing out loud.
With that she skipped like a young girl into our bedroom. Soon I heard gasps and other sounds coming from there. I went over to see what was going on. There was Sophie on the bed with her legs wide open furiously fingering herself into a gigantic orgasm. That was another thing she never let me watch. I was learning a lot about my wife of 22 years. My mind was reeling from all these revelations and I thought I'd be better off sleeping on the couch that night, assuming I could sleep at all!
It was morning. My head throbbed. I barely slept, imagining one, two, maybe a hundred or a thousand strange men having their way with my wife. And in my mind's eye I watched them dumped load after load of spunk into her mouth, cunt and asshole. And each time Sophie made sure I witnessed every detail. And she laughed and the men laughed and I was the butt of their not-so-private joke.
Sophie padded into the living room. She asked why I hadn't come to bed and mumbled something about feeling like death. Before I could answer she wandered into the kitchen and poured herself a cup of strong black coffee. She returned to the living room and sat beside me.
"I guess I shocked you last night. I didn't mean to, but now that it's out I think we should consider the present and future. I really meant what I said when I asked you to stop by and see what's been helping me enjoy the kind of sex you want. I hope you do. I'll be there no later than 5:30. I'll leave you the address. Please come. You won't be sorry!"
Sophie left the room and soon I heard the shower running followed by her getting dressed for work. She walked to me and handed me a slip of paper. Then she kissed me.
"5:30, don't forget!"
With that she was out the door.
I opened the paper and saw a street address with no name and no phone number. I wondered if I should go to work or stay home. I felt like shit, but the realization I'd have the whole day to let my imagination run wild seemed the worse choice. I showered and shaved and got dressed. Then I went to my office.