Author’s Note: Although a little strange, this is a true story and for over two decades I have got extremely erect thinking about it.
The strange behaviour of my ex-wife:
I had been married for twenty years, had two great kids and was leading the typical life. I had a good job and was extremely active volunteering in the community, and I never gave much thought to whether my marriage was good or bad. The one glaring thing that had become obvious over the years was that I practically had to beg for sex. My wife was a great cocksucker and eagerly swallowed my cum, until about a year into the marriage. She lost interest and although she would suck my cock after buying her things and some coaxing, she wouldn’t swallow anymore. It was very frustrating because she would pull away just before I came, and finish my ejaculation by hand. I suppose that I came to expect this as normal for married couples, who had been together several years.
In the twentieth year of our marriage, my wife announced that she didn’t love me anymore and was going to move back near her family on the east coast (a thousand miles away). Her intentions involved taking my two kids with her, so I was hit with a double whammy. I was so shocked that I just fell into a silent depression. Once the reality of the situation hit me, I tried discussing things with her but no amount of talking or pleading worked with my wife. She set the date for her leaving, which I suppose was designed to maximize her financial situation, and because it was 5 months away, I asked her about our living arrangements in the interim. She told me that if I continued to be generous and kind to her that we could continue sleeping together.
This was the strange thing about the situation. I would take her shopping and buy her stuff, and later that night she would suck me dry and swallow for me. Over the course of those 5 months, I had more sex and was swallowed more times than in the previous twenty years. A month before my wife was to leave, both of our kids announced that they refused to go with her to the east coast and would be staying with me. She really didn’t have a choice since they told her that they would put her through hell, if she forced them to go.
The morning that my wife was scheduled to go, I needed some sex that would have to last me for a long while. I woke her up at 3:45a.m. and offered her more money for her start up on the east coast, and I was rewarded with sex from 4a.m. to 6a.m. What a send-off! She swallowed twice, and let me fuck her anally, as well as fucking her pussy. My cock was tender and limp, but when she came out of the shower at 6:30a.m., I told her I wanted to cum in her mouth one more time, and she didn’t hesitate or disappoint. Although she had never done this before (not to me anyway), she sucked my balls into her mouth and hummed so that the vibrations drove me crazy. She then began licking my anal opening, and inserting her tongue.
I had never experienced anything like this, so I was writhing around on the bed and holding her face in my hands, as I drifted into a state of ecstasy. Suddenly her mouth was on my cockhead and her tongue had been replaced in my ass, by her moistened middle finger. Having her suck and lick my cockhead while fucking my ass with her middle finger, sent me over the edge. I grabbed her face and placed my fingers on her cheeks, so I could feel them puff out when my cum filled her mouth. This was undoubtedly the best orgasm of my life, and although the tank was nearly empty, my balls sent every last drop of cum that I had left, over her tongue and down her throat.
The actual send-off later that morning was very sad and emotional for me and the kids, but I couldn’t help smile inwardly at my sexual satisfaction. I even whispered to her, as she was heading to her vehicle, that I would be here waiting for her if she ever changed her mind. For the next few weeks, I jerked off nightly as I visualized that last morning with my wife.
Six months later, the kids and I had resumed life without the wife and were reasonably content. I had been on a couple of dates, but nothing sexual had developed due to those sex memories with my wife. It almost seemed as if no one could live up to those five months of sexual ecstasy. That was until I reconnected with an old friend who was divorced. I had always found her attractive and sexy (even had a few wet dreams about her), but we had only been good friends. Now she seemed to want a lot more, and during our first evening together, she offered to stay over. I really did want to get fucked and blown, but I was a little worried about performing. It would be terribly embarrassing if I couldn’t get hard. As our evening of drinking and talking was coming to an end, she led me upstairs to the bedroom and we both got into bed naked. After kissing and hugging, she moved down in the bed and positioned herself between my legs. I was semi erect, but as her tongue swirled around my cockhead, I became fully engorged.
As great as she was sucking, I couldn’t reach orgasm, until she looked up at me and told me that she wanted to swallow for me. My balls received the signal loud and clear, and soon sent a surge of cum into her mouth. There was so much cum that it began shooting out the corners of her mouth, because she couldn’t swallow fast enough. As we cuddled afterward, I couldn’t help thinking about comparisons between this blowjob and the ones I received from the Ex that last morning. It wasn’t as good, but how could I complain about being swallowed on our first real date.
During the night and also the following morning, we fucked, but I couldn’t cum, and this seemed to upset her. I explained that she was the first woman I had been with sexually, other than my wife, for more than twenty years. She seemed to accept things and asked if it would help if she sucked me to orgasm. She had already had several orgasms of her own and was satisfied, but she felt disappointed that she couldn’t get me to cum inside her pussy. My cock had enough by now so I told her to give things time, and it would all work out.
Over the next two weeks, we took turns staying at each other’s places, and the sex was fantastic. I was now filling her pussy with cum, and she was still swallowing like a champ. I hadn’t realized it, but my daughter had told my Ex over the phone that I had a new girlfriend, and things were hot and heavy. The next thing I know is that the Ex is planning a trip back to see the kids, and would be here in a couple of days. Although she didn’t ask my permission, my daughter told the Ex that she could stay with us, and this made me very uncomfortable. My girlfriend was also thrown for a loop, and got worried that I might try and get back with the Ex. As much as I reassured her, she was very insecure, and told me that she was going to give me space for a couple of weeks.
Sleeping alone those two nights before the Ex arrived, I couldn’t help thinking back to that last morning before she left, and I began wondering if she would do a repeat performance. Then I would think about the reality of the situation and accept the fact that she didn’t love me, so why would she want to satisfy me sexually. Anyway, the day of her arrival had us all on edge, since we didn’t know what to expect. There was hugging and crying with the kids, and I got a semi smile and a nod. No hug or anything. I felt like a stranger in my own house, but after the kids were in bed, the Ex asked if I wanted to have drinks on the patio. We were about twenty minutes into uncomfortable small talk, when I asked her if she had been dating down there. She hesitated, but said that she had a couple of dates, but nothing really happened. I jokingly said “so you haven’t got laid or performed your oral specialty, since you left”. Her reply was short. “No I haven’t, but I heard that you are getting all the sex you want up here”.
I had to think carefully about how I responded, but before I could say anything, she said “don’t you remember what you whispered to me when I left? About waiting for me if I changed my mind”?
“So have you changed your mind”?
“I’m not sure, but maybe over the next week, we could find out”.
“What is that supposed to mean”?
“Come upstairs with me and I’ll explain”.
As we crawled into my bed naked, she immediately kissed me and then made her way between my legs. I felt like I was cheating on my girlfriend, but couldn’t resist the thought of repeating that last morning six months ago. Boy was it a repeat. As she hungrily swallowed my cum with her finger furiously thrusting in and out of my ass, I realized that she was even better at it than my girlfriend, and that made me feel a little guilty. The guilt disappeared a few minutes later as my throbbing erection worked its way into her ass. She had never let me fuck her anally as long as I knew her, so for her to do this now meant something was up. Yes, she had agreed to it on that last morning before she left, but hell, I had basically paid for that one. This one was purely voluntary to make me happy. After I came into her rectum, I lay down and cuddled with her, and searched for the right thing to say.
“How does this help with the question of whether you have changed your mind or not”?
“Are you dissatisfied with what just happened”?
“I love what we just did, but I am really confused”.
“Just let things develop over the next week, and we’ll talk more about it then”.
“That’s fine, but I am very confused”.
“Would it help if I sucked you hard and then rode you till you screamed for mercy”?
“Suck that cock and ride me”.
My cock was already throbbing but I let her suck anyways. I decided to push the limits, so I began fucking her mouth and holding her ears, and when I blew my load, I thrust deep into her throat and held that position until I finished unloading. To her credit, there was no gagging and no spillage. She slid her way up on top of me and held her pussy against my limp cock. She said that she would stay there until I was hard enough to fuck her pussy. I was drained, but in about ten minutes, my cock started to throb against her pussy lips, and eventually slid into her moist hot tunnel. She rode me hard and fast, and as I squeezed her nipples, she reached underneath me to play with my balls. We came together and for the first time ever, I could feel the walls of her pussy contracting and milking my cock. Another first, but a fantastic experience feeling like her pussy was sucking me off.
She left my bed a few minutes later since we had agreed that it would be too confusing to the kids, to see us sleeping together. Over the next few days, when she wasn’t with the kids, my Ex would tease and grope me constantly. As an example, she would tell the kids that I was driving her to the store for cigarettes, and as soon as we were out of sight of the house, her head was in my lap sucking for cum. All the time we were married, I had begged her to do this, but was always rejected. To have the fantasy fulfilled after all these years, made me feel great.
On the fourth day, my cock and balls were pretty tender, so I told her that we needed to take a break, and she agreed. Her final words on the subject were “Okay, but lookout tomorrow. I’ll be sucking extra hard for my cum treat”.
It was hard for me to accept that this was the same woman who made me beg for satisfaction for twenty years. During that day of abstinence I began to mull over everything and came to the realization that she was probably only doing these things since someone else wanted me, and she didn’t like that. After all, it was only less than a year since she told me that she didn’t love me, and was leaving. If I was stupid enough to take her back, history would repeat itself, and I would be back to begging for sex and wondering whether she loved me, or just didn’t want anyone else to have me.
During the remainder of her stay, I pushed the limits of sex and kinkiness, and she never flinched. Her ass must have been getting tender, because it was getting jackhammered at least once a day and sometimes twice. She even agreed to have a ten inch vibrating dildo fully inserted in her pussy while I was fucking her ass. The vibrations coming through the pussy walls stimulated my cock as it thrust in and out of her ass and the sensation was fantastic. Also she had swallowed enough cum that she wouldn’t require protein supplements for the rest of her life.
The night before she left, she wanted to talk about coming back to me, but I told her it would have to wait till morning. This was selfish on my part, since I wanted all the sex I could get, and would tell her in the morning that I wasn’t convinced it would work. Two swallowing blowjobs, one anal fuck, and one pussy hump later, she was on her way. She asked me to continue to think about it and if I changed my mind, she would be on her way back.
I called my girlfriend and we had a long talk about the Ex and our own relationship. I feel bad that I had to lie to her, but I couldn't tell her that I had been sucked and fucked silly by my Ex. I simply told her that my Ex wanted to come back, but I said no. Her and I were a couple for the next eight years, but then split up.
After that time, my Ex and I were involved in many different relationships over the years, but anytime she visited, she would be my sex slave for as long as she was here. A few months ago, my long-time partner died, and my Ex found out and asked if she could visit for support. She was leaving her live-in guy, and said she could come up and stay as long as I wanted her company to help deal with my grief.
I picked her up at the airport and we hugged and cried together, because she knew that I was still grieving and depressed. As my van pulled out of the airport parking lot, she asked me to slide my seat back and slide my pants down. She was in my lap slurping and sucking on my cock and within a few minutes she was swallowing a gigantic load of cum that had been stored for a while. She still had the touch, and never spilled a drop.
The kinky sex and constant attention from her eased my grief and depression, and over the next two weeks, every sexual fantasy that I had ever dreamed about, was taken care of. I knew though that it just wasn’t meant to be, so I sent her on her way, but not before I came in her mouth on the way to the airport.
I often think of her and her sexual skills, and I have to keep reminding myself that it would likely all end, as soon as I took her back. For now, I’ll continue jerking off to her memories, until her next visit.