After I married my second wife I eventually coaxed her into telling me her sexual history. I fucked her the first night I met her, so I figured she probably had some stories, which she did.
At first she was very guarded about it, but after she saw it was a huge turn-on for me she finally opened up and told me everything, in graphic detail at my prompting. Her first time, a college boyfriend, her exit affair at the end of her first marriage, then some serious sl*tting around for a couple of years until I met her. All that conversation eventually led to us trying hotwifing and swinging. After we got going with it she would come home from a play date and give me a blow-by-blow, thrust-by-thrust accounting of what-all went on, after which we'd fuck like bunnies for at least a week straight.
One of her first encounters was back when the old craigslist was still functional. She got to chatting with some guy on there who turned out to be a real estate agent. It also turned out he was house sitting a new show home the following weekend fairly near us. So the weekend came and she got dressed up and went over, pretending to be a potential home buyer. There was another couple there when she arrived so she loitered around until they left, then the agent gave her the home tour. They wound up in the upstairs master bathroom and started making out, and pretty soon my wife ended up on her knees sucking his cock. She sucked him off and swallowed it, mainly because it was an empty house and there was no place to get comfortable and fuck. They didn't hook up again, for whatever reason. Seems tame now, but she came home and told me all about it, the size of his cock, and everything. That early episode sure provided plenty of fucking fodder for us for the next couple of weeks, and it got much better after that.
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