So this whole thing started back when I got out of college. There was this guy who was constantly hitting on me, even though he knew I was engaged. The funny part is, the second I mentioned we had an open relationship and my fiancé was cool with me sleeping with him, he totally lost interest. Fast forward a month or two, we’re at a party, drinking and dancing, and next thing I know I’m on my knees in the alley outside, sucking his thick cock.

We go back to his place and he’s super dominant and rough. He is smacking my ass, spitting in my mouth, he even kept my panties as a trophy. My hubby’s rule was we had to use condoms, but of course it breaks, and he ends up cumming in me. A few times.

I get home the next morning and hubby is ridiculously turned on by my story. He throws me on the couch the second I walk in, hikes up my skirt, and starts going down on me.

But here’s the thing – my husband (fiancé back then) is bi.

He looks up at me and says, “you taste like cum.”

I’ve always been a shitty liar, so I spill everything right then. He tells me I’ve been a bad girl, grins, and goes right back to eating me out. And fuck, it was hot. He wanted to know every detail, all the kinky shit he did to me. I told him he came in me twice the night before and once that morning, and hubby starts sucking all the cum out of me.

And I came. Like, really fucking hard.

A few days later, the guy I hooked up with hits me up, and I end up at his place in the middle of the afternoon getting fucked. I told him how hubby ate his cum, and I could tell it drove him wild. So he came in me again, and again I went home and had hubby clean it up.

Hubby knew I was still seeing him over the next few months, but he had no idea it was pretty much a daily thing. Bent over my desk at work after everyone left. In the library stacks. In pub bathrooms. He loved making me call hubby while I was on my knees sucking his cock, pretending I was just taking a break or running errands. It was like cheating with none of the guilt. For months, every time hubby kissed me or went down on me, there was a good chance he was tasting another guy’s cum, but he only actually noticed it maybe ten percent of the time.

Anyway, we graduated, had kids, and just recently I’ve started fucking other guys again. We had a threesome with a bi bull for my birthday and he made hubby clean a ton of cum out of my pussy, off my tits, and my face, plus making out after I swallowed. I’d forgotten how fucking hot that is. Now I really wanna do it some more.