Let me tell you about myself. My name is Rob, early 50s, slightly overweight, greying, and a fucking pervert. I love porn. Stories, photos, or films – I love them! However, I had to hide that side of myself from my wife for years! This is the story of how things changed for the pair of us.
Lou (my wife) and I have been married for 25 years. I love her with all my heart and would never cheat on her: I just couldn’t, there would be too much guilt! But recently, things had started to change in the bedroom, and for the better.
Now, until only a couple of years ago, I would have said Lou was quite prudish, but things had started to get more frisky! Yes, before, we would have regular sex, but it was functional, vanilla, I guess you would say. We would both cum. We would both enjoy it, but it wasn’t rock your world sex—you know, porno sex, it was probably normal sex, the type that most happily married couples actually do in the real world.
That all started to change when our daughter moved away to University. Lou started being much more vocal during sex; she had always been quite loud, especially if we had gone away for the weekend without the children, but had stifled it for years so as not to freak either of them out. When younger, she had heard her parents having sex. I had heard her parents having sex: it’s something you really don’t want to think about!
Then Lou bought some revealing nightwear, so I bought her some crotchless knickers, open-cup bras; she loved them. It showed that I still desired her, even after all these years.
She then bought us some toys, just some straightforward ones. I upped the ante.
Now she has a thick red 10-inch vibrator that she loves. It should make me feel inferior; far from it, I love seeing her fuck herself with it! As far as I knew, she only used it when we were together. Boy, was I wrong there, but that’s for another time!
That’s some background about Lou and me, but that’s not the point of this chapter in our story!
Recently, an old friend of ours, Lucy, who had moved away with her husband, the Rev (he’s a vicar, so where God calls, she had to follow!), started messaging me out of the blue. We knew each other when we had both been Scout leaders (it’s not that kind of story!), but we had both left when our children got too old. We had always been quite honest with each other about our marriages. She knew Lou and I had a happy family life, but perhaps sometimes I could get bored.
The messages were typical Lucy: always happy, fun, slightly flirty. Then, one day, a couple of weeks later, Bang! She told me the Rev has been fucking a member of his flock! What a dick! Lucy is blond, nice tits, great arse, the total package. The Rev is approx. 15 years older, heavyset, punching well above his weight, and had been fucking some old girl from his church?
Now she wanted revenge, but she is too nice to just find a young hunk and fuck him. She made it clear that she didn’t want to fuck me. She couldn’t do to Lou what the Rev had done to her. So she wanted to do something different and frankly weird, but you know, revenge makes us do crazy things! She doesn’t go into details, just tells me to keep an eye out for messages!
I was at work when it started, thankfully I was working from home. She sent me a selfie of herself with the comment: What do you think of these bad boys? She’s in the woods, wearing her old Scout uniform shirt, which is undone, her breasts spilling out, with her Scout scarf between them.
Then a second picture of her bare arse with a blue jewelled butt plug inserted!
It’s difficult as I was working, and I had a rapidly developing tent in my trousers. Women don’t send me pictures like this. My wife doesn’t send me pictures like this!
Ping! A third picture, it’s her cunt. Smooth but obviously damp, her wedding finger (and wedding ring) rubbing her clit.
Ping! Another one, this time a voice message, asking what I thought? Was I hard? She was clearly turned on, and I swear I could hear the squelch of her pussy.
I sent her a photo of the bulge in my trousers.
She messaged me back, “Naughty boy!” and a blowing-a-kiss emoji, and that’s all I got. After that, nothing. Boy, it was difficult to work for the rest of that day.
That night, I fucked Lou.
I had been randy all evening. Everything I saw seemed to make matters worse: a nature program set in the Amazon. A show about volunteers. Then Lou put Titanic on. I almost came in my pants when Rose was painted like one of those French girls. All I could think about was that blue jewelled butt plug!
I held off having a cheeky wank, but later in bed, I was all over Lou. I was clawing at her boobs. Being nice, big 40DD, I’ve always been into them. She has pale nipples, which she loves me biting. That night, I was chewing them and biting them, and was driving her mad. She has said she wants to try nipple clamps. It was something that I wanted to try on her too!
My fingers were deep in her trimmed cunt. My thumb was assaulting her clit. She was writhing on the bed, breathing hard, and kept asking me to put it in. She doesn’t ask me to fuck her, she can’t stand using that term, she would say were making love. That night, that wasn’t lovemaking. This was lust-driven fucking (on my part). Lou just taking it. She had already cum a couple of times. She kept grabbing my dick, rubbing it, running her fingernails along the base down to my smooth balls. She kept trying to move on top of me, to sit on my hard dick, but I kept holding her down, frustrating her, teasing her, making her thrash about on the bed.
I was so turned on. All I could think about was Lucy’s boobs, her hard nipples, her smooth cunt. I turned Lou over, knelt her up, and put my dick in her for the first time. Lou grunted with pleasure.
“Oh god, don’t stop, please don’t… God that is, uh, please… aaagggghhh, more, there, right… aaaagggghhhh” And with that, she came again, she grabbed her breast, and screamed into her pillow, all while I continued to pump into her. Her legs wobbled, but I kept pumping into her. I reached around and rubbed her clit, Lou tried, half-heartedly, to swat my hand away. I kept going, imagining plunging into Lucy’s cunt, but in my mind, Lou was there too.
Lou again reached for her clit, but this time she rubbed it herself. I couldn’t hold on any longer, and with that, I came inside Lou, rope after rope of hot spunk shooting inside her. We both flopped onto the bed, tangled in each other and the sheets, her cunt dripping a combination of hers and my cum down her thigh, her body still twitching as coming down from her orgasmic high.
But as ever, it was this moment that the universe had decided to play a little joke on us. As I lay there, spunk still dribbling from my rapidly deflating dick, it was that moment that my phone beeped. Of course, it was Lucy!
Lou picked my phone up and saw that I had received a video message. She pressed play. Lucy was naked (apart from that bloody scarf!), she was in (I guess) her husband’s church and she was fucking a dildo on a pew!!! Lou looked at me, “WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?” she screamed (with every right I should add!).
I like to think I am quick on my feet and can talk my way out of almost any situation. Unfortunately, that night my brain was on holiday and had set it’s out of office. The best I could say was “It’s Lucy.”
Lou had my phone in her hand, about to throw it at me, the video was still playing, showing Lucy pinching her nipples while riding the dildo. It was fully inside her, and at that very moment, she shrieked, “Lou, suck Rob off, cum on her, send me a picture.” The video ended!
The video could only have been about 2 minutes long, but it felt like a lifetime.
Lou looks at the phone while breathing heavily, affected by our earlier sex and pure anger.
For a long moment, she looks at me.
She looks at the phone again, and then, she presses play and watches Lucy again.
This time she watches it, she actually watches it. There’s something you should know about Lou. She doesn’t watch porn. She thinks it’s disgusting, and anytime she catches me watching or having watched it, she goes mental! But I have seen how she gets after we have watched a film with a sex scene in it. She gets flustered. She tries not to look, but cannot help herself, and afterwards, in bed, well she can’t help herself there either, she will be particularly horny, rubbing herself against me, whispering in my ear so many dirty things before I start fucking her!
I could see while Lucy’s video played that she was getting hot and bothered. We were both still naked, and I could see her nipples were hard. I then realised that she was rubbing her thighs together. I was also painfully aware that I was getting hard again. For me, a man in my 50s, getting another hard-on so soon after cumming was amazing.
The video ended. The cold fury that had been in her eyes, that had contorted her face, had gone, replaced by something else.
She looked at me, and then she asked, her voice wobbling, she asked me if this was everything I had received from Lucy? Is there anything else?
For a split second, I considered lying, saying she hadn’t sent me anything else. That I had no idea why Lucy had sent this obscene filth. The fact that I was naked, and my dick was stiffening, probably made my mind up for me. She was also still holding my phone, and I hadn’t deleted those photos. Honesty was the best policy. I showed her the other pictures!
She looked at each picture intently. Her breathing had definitely changed. Slower, deeper. As far as I knew, she’d never looked at another woman in that way. She had always been confused by the fact that women can be turned on by other women. Even though our daughter is gay (she doesn’t care about that, like any loving mother – she wants her to be happy), she doesn’t understand how a woman can find another woman sexy, and now she’s looking at these pictures of Lucy. She’s watched the video (twice, technically) and after 25 years of marriage, I know when she is turned on, and SHE IS FUCKING TURNED ON! She’s looking at Lucy, a person she knows well, a person she has known for years, and at that moment is turned on by her tits, her butt, and her cunt, and the fact that she had watched her cum on a video.
She looked at me, well, she looked at my dick, and licked her lips. This, of course, did not help. It’s then the words that came out of her mouth that changed everything.
“Well, it would be rude not to, as she asked so nicely!”
To be continued…
