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Introduction:

The mixed feelings of finding out your wife had cheated and being turned on by it, was now put into context by her and i was more turned on then ever

And just like that, my minds blown – where do we go from here? (PART 2)

After having my mind blown and the manner in which I learned of my wife’s cheating, the sex that followed was electric. We didn’t get an opportunity to speak until later that evening, which created a strange atmosphere in the house. When we did get to speak privately later on, we both agreed that we still felt close to each other, Stacey said that she felt we needed to clear the air. I stopped her and said that no matter what she said, I still loved her and our family. She held my hands and whispered that she felt totally the same. I asked that I start first, I told her about my headful of mixed emotions, especially the guilt in being turned on at the thought of her with another man, she gave me an encouraging smile and laughed, adding “another man, you had me down for two men in your mind!”.

Stacey told me that I still turn her on and am the man of her dreams, she said she wanted to be totally honest with me and that she hoped I could forgive her, I stopped her, adding that its not about forgiveness and that I felt reassured that she said she was mine. Stacey told me that she had never come anywhere close to cheating on me before and how she had not intended to cheat with Gary. She struggled to explain why it happened today, she shrugged her shoulders and said it was just circumstances and her subconsciously enjoying the attention over the last few weeks. She liked the attention she was getting from the start, it started with feeling good about the great golf she’d been playing, getting lots of compliments from Amy, Gary and Tony, which made her feel good about herself. Just the brief reference to her and Gary made me bristle with anticipation, I was angry and aroused at the same time.

She then described that on the golf course, even when playing as a foursome, there was times during each round when the dynamic changed briefly, one minute she’d be stood with Amy, whilst Gary and Tony were elsewhere taking shots, then she’d be stood with Gary or Tony or both when Amy was away taking a shot etc. Amy had told Stacey that Gary was flirting with her, but teasing her saying she wasn’t his type because she wore big panties under her shorts, Stacey giggled to Amy that she agreed with Gary as she could see the big outline of Amy’s panties. I then asked her was that why she’d bought sexy new panties? Stacey blushed a little and looked down, I said it cuts a bit that they weren’t for me, but that I got to enjoy them all the same. Stacey then told me that she only bought the panties on Monday and today on the golf course was the first time she’d worn them. Stacey said that she knew Amy wasn’t going to be playing today, but thought that boring Tony would be playing with Gary and her, she quickly repeated that she wasn’t planning on cheating but admitted to wearing the panties to impress the guys. It wasn’t until Gary picked her up, did she find out that Tony wasn’t playing. Stacey said that without Tony about, the dynamic changed, Gary was full of himself, making comments and innuendo. Gary smiled and said that “he had her to himself today” and that “he could handle her . . . AND that he could beat her at golf as well”. Stacey said she laughed it off and was confident, she was playing well recently, felt good about herself and loved me very much, she added that she felt in control.

On the golf course, it was a perfect day, the sun was out, little to no breeze and there few other players on the course. The game started well for them both, Gary scoring an Eagle and Stacey a Birdie, Gary produced a hip flask of whiskey saying “it would be a shame to not celebrate such a good start”. The good start continued, Gary and Stacey matching each other quite evenly, “the hip flask came out again a few times” she said. It was half way round, as Stacey was bending down to pick her ball up that Gary said “Tony will be disappointed, he always comments on you girls arses and what type of panties you have on”, Stacey then told me she had no idea where her next move came from, but she said stayed bent down and quickly flashed her arse, showing him her lovely pert bum, only just covered in a brand new lace hipster thong. “Do you approve?” Stacey asked, before egging him on with “I bet you’ve got some 5 year old, holey old mans pants on!”, Stacey said that Gary must have been anticipating this, as before she new it, he pulled down his shorts, she didn’t even notice at first that he wasn’t even wearing any pants, because her attention was focused on his semi erect cock. “I have to admit, it was a big one, as big as you even when it was on semi”. As she said this she grabbed my cock through my sweat pants and said “this is still the cock for me though” I nearly burst, Stacey then slipped her hand into my sweats and slowly but firmly started to pull and knead my cock, forcing me to groan, just her touching felt like a release of pressure.

With her hand still wrapped around my dick, she continued her story. She said Gary flashing his cock had changed the atmosphere for them on the golf course, they didn’t say much else, but Stacey said she could feel a sexual tension between them both, she said even at that point she thought “I’m not letting this bastard get his own way, his end away!”. But she did admit that she liked the feeling, that she had butterflies in her stomach and her new lace panties were soaking. I was as hard as a rock whilst she was describing this to me, so I took hold of my own dick and began to wank slowly, Stacey told me firmly that she wanted me to keep touching myself slowly until she’d finished recounting her story, but I wasn’t to speed up.

Going back to her story, she continued to tell me that the tension seemed to build as the round of golf continued, on the short, 16th hole, they both made lovely tee shots, leaving themselves the opportunities for Eagles each. Stacey sunk hers, which gave her an amazing buzz, standing only yards away from her, Gary said “If I sink this shot, then I get to sink this (grabbing his cock through his shorts) into you”, Stacey said his tone was very matter of fact, he certainly wasn’t joking or just flirting. When she didn’t respond, he looked her in eye and said “OK” in a demanding tone. Stacey awkwardly agreed. She said she suddenly realised that she felt the confidence and control from earlier, ebbing away.

Gary concentrated more than on any shot he’d taken so far and what felt to Stacey like an eternity, in the moment she said she couldn’t think straight. Her head was spinning with a combination of golf, heat, whiskey, her soaking panties and the sexual chemistry, she admitted that she didn’t know whether she wanted him to make the shot or not. As it happened he missed by a couple of yards, for a split second Stacey was disappointed, but relieved in the next instance, Gary was angry and shouted “For fuck sake”.

On the next hole Stacey went first, she hurried her shot resulting in her hooking it in the woodland to their left, Gary took his time with his but ended hooking it similar to Stacey. He broke the ice a little with a joke about needing a machete to go find their balls.

Gary’s ball was just inside the tree line, but he said he’d help Stacey find hers, they left their golf trolley’s and trudged gingerly into the thicker woodland, after a short while Gary pointed out Stacey’s ball and told her they will both pick up their balls and take a drop shot, Stacey agreed. Stacey had to stoop to pick her ball up, but couldn’t quite reach without getting caught in thorns. So Gary held the thorns up with his golf club whilst Stacey knelt down and picked her ball up, slightly loosing balance as she did, Gary grabbed her arm to help her balance.

Stacey then described what she saw when she turned to get up. “I didn’t see him do it, but whilst I was knelt down, he must have pulled his cock out, it wasn’t semi any more at least, but even without any blood in it, it was still 7” long. He told me the least I could do is suck him off. I told him to fuck off and went to get up, but he then dropped the thorny bush down a little and let go of my arm, I couldn’t have got out without getting scratched to hell. I couldn’t believe it, because his cock was starting to get hard again, he must have been getting off on the situation”.

I don’t know about Gary, but my cock was throbbing at this and anticipating where it was going. “His cock!” I exclaimed “feel this”, Stacey took hold of my dick. “Wow, I could hammer nails in with that” she said, with a look of lust on her face that I’ve only ever seen a handful of times. The look empowered me, I spun her around and lifted up her dressing gown, bent her over and ran my hand firmly over her panties, which were now a black satin thong. I pressed my palm into her mound and followed the outline of her pussy lips up to her arsehole. “Mmmmm” Stacey groaned. “Come on you dirty slut, carry on with your story” I said. Seeing how turned on I was seemed to give her a new level of confidence.

Stacey turned back to face me, called me a horny bastard and asked me whether I could handle the truth. I laughed and said I wold soon be using the truth as motivation to fuck her over the sofa. I then added that I wanted to hear as much as possible what they said to each other.

Stacey shot a wicked grin and then carried on “What’s it gonna be then you little cock teasing bitch” Gary then said to her, adding “suck me off or crawl out of those thorns on your own”. Stacey said she didn’t know what came over her, she could still have crawled out, but in the heat of the moment, possibly influenced by tingling and warmth in her panties, Stacey opened her mouth and without saying a word, licked the underside of his cock in and exaggerated, slow motion, starting just above his ball sack and up the shaft (Stacey said she felt it growing as she did) till his thick bell end rested on her tongue.

Stacey broke off the story to tell me how wet she was right now, talking about it. I said I bet she was, now tell me what happened next. “Let me show you” Stacey said, as she dropped to her haunches. She slowly replicated the slow wet cock lick, it felt so horny to know she had been in the same position earlier in the day. She gave me four dirty, tongue swirling slurps of my cock, then carried on describing todays action.

So Stacey was now balanced, precariously on her haunches at Gary’s feet. Gary was holding each of her hands for balance, at the sides of his hips, most importantly he had the majority of his meaty 9” cock in my wife’s mouth. Looking Stacey in the eyes, Gary said to her “are you still ok with this, I know you want to”, I asked her eagerly what she said, but as I did she took my cock in her mouth, looked me in the eyes and nodded. “Wow” I said, “that looks so slutty Stace”, even though she had my cock in her mouth, I’m sure she was smiling. On one of the slow upwards strokes, she let my cock spring out of her mouth and let it purposefully bounce gently on her cheek. “Gary said something similar, he started by saying he knew I wanted it and was dirty whore with no manners for speaking with my mouth full.”

Stacey said she had been aching to touch herself, but couldn’t spare a hand or she’d have lost balance. Being in more comfortable surroundings right now, with my cock still in her mouth I walked her back to the sofa so she was more comfortable. She sat between my legs, below me, with my cock still in her mouth, I released one of her hands from mine and told her she now had a free hand to explore her aching pussy, which she immediately did, easily slipping her satin thong to one side.

Holding one of her hands in mine on my hip, I used the other hand to reach behind her head, I ran my fingers through her hair and slowly forced my cock down her throat, I sensed a natural resistance when her nose was rubbing on my pubes and my balls were bobbing on her chin. I held her there for a split second before pulling her off my cock, as she gasped for air I let go of her hand and used it to lift my cock and balls. Using my hand locked firmly entwined in her hair, I buried her face at the base of my ball sack, she responded to my control by licking my arsehole softly. I lifted one leg onto the sofa, then giving her no choice forced her face deeper into my balls and arse whilst saying “no, we aren’t making gentle love, we are a pair of dirty fuckers” she grunted some sort of agreement, the feeling of her humming words with her tongue in my arsehole only spurred me on. “Who knows where that dirty slut mouth of yours has been, I’m gonna own it with my arse” I said whilst rubbing her face and mouth up and down me.

I pulled her away from my arse by the hair and bent over to kiss her. Only seconds earlier her tongue had been probing my arsehole, now we were kissing passionately. “Now carry on” I said. Stacey told me how Gary then let go of her hands, causing her to grab him by the hips for balance, which was briefly fine, but she quickly realised why he had.

He ran his hands through her hair and with one hand resting on the back of her head, tried to force as much of his dick down her throat as she could manage, Stacey said she gave it a good go and must have been close as her nose was rubbing on his pubic hair every time he thrust into her mouth, his balls banged on her chin. This part turned me on as I’d unknowingly just done similar.

She said he face fucked her for a couple of minutes, she gagged a couple of times, but said the saliva helped to lube her mouth up. Gary was talking throughout, telling her she’d wanted this for a long time and she was a good cock sucker etc. He teased her several times saying he was about to come “open your mouth and stick your tongue out, show me you want to taste it”, “yes I do” she panted, but after him glaring down and clearly making a mental image of her wide open mouth, eager for cum, he rammed his cock back into her mouth.

As she was telling me I was intermittently face fucking her. “I bet you looked like a filthy slut” I told her, she nodded eagerly, “and did you want to taste his spunk?”. Stacey said of course she did, at that point she would have swallowed any load offered to her. I looked her in the eyes and said “carry on then you dirty cunt”, I couldn’t tell what was going through her mind now, she juts looked crazed.

He then said he was close again and demanded that she ask him politely for his cum, after being told the first time wasn’t good enough, she said “please Gary, cum for me, it’s what I want”, he replied “that’s better, now tell me where you want my cum”. Her reply of “Anywhere you want” was laughed off by Gary “no, you have wanted this for so long and worked so hard for it, tell ME where YOU want my steaming hot spunk”. Stacey told me how she was so into the moment that she growled at him to cum all over her face and rub it in with his cock. Stacey was now rubbing at her clit furiously as she spoke, I was alternating between fucking her mouth and wanking myself.

Stacey said Gary was looking down on her, with a dirty grin on his face from teasing her, he whipped his cock out of her mouth and smashed her over the cheek and nose with it, Stacey said it was like something out of a porn film. She was surprised at how each slap of his cock stung her face, so she stuck her tongue out to soften each blow. He then said “listen here you filthy cock teasing slut, for as much as I wanted to cum over that pretty little face, I’m not wasting this opportunity to prove that you’re not little miss prim and proper, that really you are just a jumped up, filthy slag”.

“And are you just a jumped up, filthy slag” I asked her, “I was at that moment in time and I am right now, so you go ahead and enjoy it” she replied.

I couldn’t believe what in was hearing, the picture Stacey had painted so far was so vivid, I felt like I was there. Pre-cum was streaming from my cock, which was now sore from being kept on edge. I told Stacey she would have to hurry or I would not be able to control myself and fuck her right now before she finished.

She said that she was nearly done with her story and she thought it was worth the wait. Back to the woodland, Stacey said she was getting cramp in her thighs from squatting and cramp in her jaw from sucking Gary’s cock, she admitted that she was all in at that point and would have let anything with a pulsing cock fuck her. She snapped at Gary “don’t you ever call me a slag and that if you don’t hurry the fuck up and bend me over that tree, then I’ll go home and tell Rob you tried to force yourself on me and you know he’d fucking kill you”. Gary nervously said he had every intention of banging Stacey from behind and no intention of me finding out.

Stacey stood up and bent over our sofa, she beckoned me over to her and said just hold off at minute longer, rub your cock up and down my pussy whilst I finish up, but when I finish promise me that you’ll own my pussy, “I love you, I’m yours” she added.

Stacey described how Gary helped her to her feet and walked (waddled awkwardly she laughed because his shorts were round his ankles) her over to a fallen tree, Gary roughly bent her over it, she remembered the bark was rough and saying to him she didn’t want to stain her top so she took it off. Gary laughed saying he was going to “stain every other fucking part of you”.

Gary pulled down her shorts and panties to below her knees, leaving her in just her bra. She said at this point nobody had touched her pussy, which was driving her crazy. “Come and fuck me already, prove to me your not all talk” she said, what must have been to prove the point, he spat on his hand and ran it once over the tip of his throbbing cock, then with one hand on her hip and the other on the small of her back, with one thrust Gary entered her. The bastard didn’t so much as rub her pussy or part her lips, she said she was dripping yes, but it was the biggest cock she’s had in years, but the force in which he thrust prized her open, she said the initial pain was far outweighed by the sensation of having a new cock in her, balls deep from the outset.

With his cock deeply embedded, he held it into her and pressed her against the fallen tree, maybe savouring the moment, maybe stopping himself from cumming, who knows. But the pause didn’t last long, with one hand gripping her painfully at the hip, with his other he released her bra, she said she tried to stop it falling away, A) because the bark of the tree was rough and stinging her but also B) strangely she now felt naked and became more conscious that she was outside on a golf course, where she has played and socialised for years, with her panties around her ankles being fucked by someone who isn’t her husband. Gary clearly didn’t give a shit, he was now ploughing into her with as much force as he could muster, he moved both his hands up to her shoulders so he could control the pace and force in which he banged away.

Stacey described the feeling of utter helplessness and how she liked it. “I couldn’t have stopped him at that point, nor did I want him to stop” she said. She told me she even begged him “pull my hair”, “that’s it” she said as he hit the spot, making her orgasm “use me, I WILL tell YOU where I want your spunk”. She went on “you are the dirty fucker, you’ve been lusting after Amy and me for weeks, this is on you”. Stacey said Gary responded by talking down to her and making derogatory comments, I told her to tell me, but she reacted strange, I pressed her twice and she finally said that along with calling her a whore, a slut and a slapper, Gary then started talking about me. Saying “Rob’s clearly not man enough for you”, “yes he would kill me if he found out, but it would kill him inside if he knew you preferred my cock”.

Stacey said it was bizarre, here I was having an argument with the dirty bastard who was giving me so much pleasure, facing away from him, bent over a fucking tree. “I shouted at him, Rob is a better man then you and I love him very much. You are just a throbbing piece of dick, that is meeting my needs right now, who is in the right place at the right time. And what I need is for you to empty your dirty spunk as deep in to my cunt as possible and as soon as possible” Stacey admitted to saying things as dirty as she could to try and push him over the edge. She also admitted liking it too, she felt the power balance swing again, yes she was being fucked like a hooker over a tree, but she felt empowered by the way she was speaking to him.

At that point Gary pushed her down with more force, Stacey said she had to hold her own tits from rubbing on the tree, Gary started to rub her arsehole and said that HE would decide where he came and he wanted to dump it into her bum, Stacey said she put her foot down and said NO and that if he didn’t cum in the next 60 seconds, he would be going home with blue balls. Knowing he’d get a reaction from Stacey, Gary said “ok you SLAG, have it your way” as he found a new gear from somewhere and sped up more. He fish hooked Stacey’s mouth and aggressively pulled her back on to him as he pounded away “I’m close, I’m about done with you, Rob can have you back, not that he’d want you if he realised that all you are is a filthy common slag” he grunted, whilst at the same time as forcing his thumb into Stacey’s bum hole, he’d only used the tip previously, but the fucker had his hole thumb in her, so his palm was flat on her arse cheek. Stacey said she was enraged at him calling her a slag, but that there was fuck all she could do about it. She also described that the more Gary called her names and the venom in which he spoke to her made her wetter and hornier, building with every comment and thrust.

Stacey said “I’m a little bit ashamed to admit that a wave of orgasm came over me, my pussy and arsehole contracted at the same time, which Gary couldn’t handle and he pumped his spunk into me, I felt his cock grow and then spurt after spurt after spurt as he drained his balls into my cunt”. Gary then lay on top of her briefly, both panting. He left his cock and thumb in her holes, which were spasming. Stacey told me she had to consciously relax her bum muscles which were clamped around his thumb.

We then quickly dressed and walked back onto the course, we were lucky that it was a big group behind us, otherwise they’d have caught us up and possibly seen the filth going on. Gary the cheeky bastard suggested finishing our round, Stacey said she had to laugh at that, but said no she’d had enough for today. What you as the reader don’t know is, that as Stacey was telling me all this I was fucking her from behind with such a rage, motivated by the thought of Gary and determined to own Stacey’s pussy again. I even had the cheek to stick my thumb palm deep in her arse and as I came I whispered that she was MY SLAG.

After a post fuck cuddle and regaining our breath, we discussed potential implications. Stacey was adamant that nobody else on the course saw them or knew. She also said that Gary was petrified about me finding out (that gave me a good feeling inside). We talked about how we both love each other and that it’s possible to love someone, yet derive pleasure from someone else. Personally the trust is still there for me, I am turned on knowing that Stacey is mine and will always come home to me.

 

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