Things she, or he, didn't tell you for a long time...

[DevilGrrl]

Originally Posted by mal

Imagine you are a 16 year old girl. Same hormones.

You get out of bed, leave for school -walking on the sidewalk near your home the boy next door stops and looks at you, he waves and says to come over later, you stop at the convenience store for a bannana - the clerk grins and says you are very cute and can have free bannanas anytime and to come back maybe for beer, while walking the rest of the way a car pulls up and its a senior from school - he asks if youre new and whether he can come by later.

One thing I try to keep from a partner is my sexual past. I am not ashamed of it, I just want them to know that it is exactly that, my past.

However, what you say is exactly right (even if I never had quite that kind of experience). We also think about sex, a lot! We are just raised to not be so obvious about it. More subtle, brushing our breasts against a guy's arm, wiggling a little bit while sitting in their lap, maybe almost giving them a peek at our underwear, things like that.

But get us alone and in private, and we want many of the same things. To feel hands on our breasts or in our panties. To run our hands along the chest of a guy, or squeeze their bottom as they are pressed against us. Or even feel their cock throbbing in our hand as we stroke them until they cum, telling ourselves in our head "Yes, I made him do that!".

I had more then a bit of a reputation in school as being a bit of a sl*t, even though I was a virgin much longer then most girls I knew. I waited much longer to get my cherry popped, but stroked and sucked off dozens of guys during the time. Even though I was on the pill, fear of pregnancy and disease held me off on taking that final step. But guys would not hesitate to take me out on the weekends, knowing that at least I would not send them home with a case of blue balls at the end of the night.

Once I graduated, I pretty much stopped seeing the guys from school, and started to tone down my activities. But I was always nervous that a guy I was seeing from another town or school might find out about my past, and how many guys I had been sexually active with. But one BF I dated for about 6 months not only found out, it really turned him on. Sometimes he would ask if we could go out someplace and park, and he would have me re-enact some of my schooltime encounters.

At the time I could count the number of guys I had fucked on one hand and have at least 1 finger left over, but he never wanted me to describe or recreate the times I let some guy fuck me. He wanted to know all about how after seeing Superman Returns I stroked my date off in the front seat of his car and ended up with a stain on my blouse I had to "accidentally spill" soda on so my parents would not be suspicious, or after a baseball game I let the centerfielder take me into the woods and let him fuck my tits as I kneeled in the leaves. Or his recreating my getting fingered for over an hour and leaving the seat damp while watching X-Men Last Stand, by doing the same thing to me during X-Men First Class.

I guess my sl*tty times turned him on the most.

[tristanwoods]

My wife lied about being a virgin.
but she was right to, if I had known that she had never had sex before we met I probably never would have gone out with her.

[goodguy30]

a few years after we were married we started bringing up during sex adding others... a second guy for her with a big dick to do her good ect... this lead over the years to her telling me about her past and how her exs were hung or not and what they did ect.. then about two years after that we were driving and talking about her past ect and then she said told me that right before we were married she cheated on me with her ex with the huge dick...

[geordiekev]

Great read lightning996.

I do hope you do get to ask your wifes fathers friend someday, if he or the other bikers fucked your wife or her friend

[mal]

Originally Posted by DevilGrrl

One thing I try to keep from a partner is my sexual past. I am not ashamed of it, I just want them to know that it is exactly that, my past.

However, what you say is exactly right (even if I never had quite that kind of experience). We also think about sex, a lot! We are just raised to not be so obvious about it. More subtle, brushing our breasts against a guy's arm, wiggling a little bit while sitting in their lap, maybe almost giving them a peek at our underwear, things like that.

But get us alone and in private, and we want many of the same things. To feel hands on our breasts or in our panties. To run our hands along the chest of a guy, or squeeze their bottom as they are pressed against us. Or even feel their cock throbbing in our hand as we stroke them until they cum, telling ourselves in our head "Yes, I made him do that!".

I had more then a bit of a reputation in school as being a bit of a sl*t, even though I was a virgin much longer then most girls I knew. I waited much longer to get my cherry popped, but stroked and sucked off dozens of guys during the time. Even though I was on the pill, fear of pregnancy and disease held me off on taking that final step. But guys would not hesitate to take me out on the weekends, knowing that at least I would not send them home with a case of blue balls at the end of the night.

Once I graduated, I pretty much stopped seeing the guys from school, and started to tone down my activities. But I was always nervous that a guy I was seeing from another town or school might find out about my past, and how many guys I had been sexually active with. But one BF I dated for about 6 months not only found out, it really turned him on. Sometimes he would ask if we could go out someplace and park, and he would have me re-enact some of my schooltime encounters.

At the time I could count the number of guys I had fucked on one hand and have at least 1 finger left over, but he never wanted me to describe or recreate the times I let some guy fuck me. He wanted to know all about how after seeing Superman Returns I stroked my date off in the front seat of his car and ended up with a stain on my blouse I had to "accidentally spill" soda on so my parents would not be suspicious, or after a baseball game I let the centerfielder take me into the woods and let him fuck my tits as I kneeled in the leaves. Or his recreating my getting fingered for over an hour and leaving the seat damp while watching X-Men Last Stand, by doing the same thing to me during X-Men First Class.

I guess my sl*tty times turned him on the most.

wow! Love it!! Please tell us some stories. From beginning to end. How you knew the guy, where yall went, what happened etc. If anyone saw. what you were wearing. alll the details. : ) Please.

[Archelon]

One time after we'd been married for about 12 years we were doing some cleaning and going through stuff. I found a stack of photographic slides. Those of you old enough remember that you didn't always get prints. Sometimes you just got slides.

I didn't recall any slides from anywhere in our marriages so I picked them up and started looking at them. They chronologically documented her descent from sobriety (I think) to passed out drunk during a drinking game. Sorry, no nudes or topless. Notoriously hard to get in those days.

The interesting part is that I didn't recognize a single soul in the pictures, and I knew a LOT of her best friends in college. And nobody had ever mentioned a separate group of partying friends.

So I asked her, "what is this about and who are these people?" She just got real annoyed and said, "That's just some grad students I used to party with in college." I always knew she had party hard in college and I suspected that there was some group action along the way. And I think I found the group.

[apeyboy]

Originally Posted by lightning996

story continued

Pretty clear sexually assault.

[Jess561]

Girlfriend of years admitted she had two threesomes. One with her boyfriend and his boyfriend (he was bi) and the other with her best friend and her friend's boyfriend.

[Snowsheep]

My girlfriend recently confessed about a drunken MMFshe had during her college days. I couldn't believe my ears when she told me. Nothing has ever gotten me that turned on and I wanted to know every juicy detail. She explained that it happened after a night out and her then boyfriends friend came to stay with him. The house was supposedly full, living room etc, so the friend bunked up in the room with my girlfriends ex. My girlfriend went back with them not knowing that this would happen and was to drunk to care or go home. My girlfriend went to bed and the lads joined their friends in the living room for more drinks. Supposedly my girlfriend was awoken by her then horny boyfriend and had full sex, full on oral both ways, the lot, not realising that her boyfriends friend was in the room. In her drunken state, she totally forgot. Her then boyfriend had put on a full show for his mate thinking that my girlfriend was into it as well. My girlfriend explained that all was on complete show as the room was lightly lit from the hallway light shining around the gaps in the door. She only realised the friend was there as he moved closer to look at the action.
Sorry, but I'll continue when I get more time.

[jacksonhole]

My wife and I have been together since we met in college. We married about 5 years after graduation. For the first 3 years after we graduated, my GF at the time (now wife) worked as a consultant and had long-term projects in other cities. She would leave on Sunday night or Monday morning and return on Friday night and we would fuck like rabbits all weekend. She was always super horny when she got home, and I always assumed it was because we hadn’t seen each other all week.

Many years later, I was a senior executive for a large company and we hired some consultants who were helping us on a big strategy project. My team was a mix of my staff and a group of consultants who worked with us for over a year, so I came to see everyone as one big team. At one point I hosted a big team meeting at my house with my employees and consultants working for a few hours and then we had a big bar-b-que dinner. My wife was co-hosting with me and met the consulting team for the first time. At some point I was introducing her to various people on the team and when she met one of the consultants named Gayle they both lit up with recognition and realized that they had worked together on one of those out-of-town projects when my wife first graduated. They grabbed a drink and reminisced for a while as I walked around making sure everyone at the party had enough to eat and drink.

After the party broke up, my wife and I were cleaning up and I asked her about knowing Gayle from way back when. She blushed a little and said, “oh, I could tell you some stories about Gayle...”. Now Gayle was extremely attractive, so I pressed my wife to tell me some stories. She resisted at first but ultimately shared a story or two. At first the stories were only about Gayle, but as she opened up I learned quite a bit about what happened on the road all those years ago.

There was a rule among consultants “what happens on the road stays on the road” - and I had known a bunch of guys who were consultants who had told me that there were a lot of hookups among people who were hundreds of miles from home, working with a small group of people for months at a time and all staying in the same hotel. For some reason, it never occurred to me that my GF would have been part of that culture...

The first thing my wife told me about Gayle was, “that girl loves to be naked.” That caught my attention obviously, and I asked her to elaborate. She told me about one of the projects they were on and how the hotel they stayed at had a swimming pool that was open late. After dinner and a lot of drinks on many occasions, some of the consultants would go swimming. And after the first week or so, the swimming turned into skinny-dipping. I asked how the skinny-dipping started and she told me that one night Gayle simply announced that this was boring and she stood up untied her bikini top and threw it onto a deck chair, then she pushed down her bikini bottoms and stood completely naked in front of everyone and even turned around a few times so everyone could see everything she had. At that point, almost everyone stripped off their suits and threw them on the side of the pool and the whole group skinny-dipped for the rest of the evening. After that, they skinny-dipped pretty much every time they went into the pool, with Gayle always being the first to get naked.

I was blown away by this because as I said, Gayle was very attractive and I was now trying to picture her naked. But there was another question that I had, and so I asked my wife if she had joined in the skinny-dipping. At first she said that she did not join in the skinny-dipping, but after I pressed her and said that it was totally ok if she had, she relented and admitted that she had gone topless, but not naked. I was so turned on by her admission about swimming topless with a bunch of co-workers that we stopped cleaning and had a great fuck right in the living room.

Over the next few weeks I would ask her to tell me more about her time “on the road” and her story remained consistent, she had only gone topless and had never fooled around at all with anyone. I had my doubts because although my wife is outwardly pretty conservative, I know that when she gets turned on, she can go completely wild and is very uninhibited.

It took a while, but eventually she admitted that a couple times she had taken off her bottoms and had been completely naked with the rest of the group, but only a couple times. She still insisted that she had never fooled around, even a little bit.

It was probably a couple years later that I finally got her to open up more about her time “on the road”. We were fooling around and I was sucking on her tits (which drives her crazy with pleasure) and I said that it was a real shame that all those people got to see her tits, but never got to feel them, or taste them. And that it was especially sad that she didn’t get to feel the pleasure of someone sucking on her nipples because it wouldn’t bother me at all if it had happened all those years ago.

There was a long pause, and then my wife admitted that she had in fact let one of the guys play with her boobs while they were swimming, and that his fondling had led to him sucking her tits for quite a while. She said that was the night she had first taken off her bottoms because she was so turned on, and that the guy had grabbed her ass and even managed to slip a finger into her pussy for a few minutes. She watched me closely to see my reaction, and I told her that it was totally ok and I was actually really turned on hearing about this. She was relieved to hear my response and said that for many years it had really bothered her to keep this secret from me, and that she had felt like a really bad girlfriend and thought that I would have broken up with her if I knew what happened.

Now that we were talking openly about what “happened on the road” I asked if she had ever gone all the way with anyone. She laughed and said, “well they certainly tried, but I managed to prevent it from happening.” She said that one guy was constantly trying to fuck her and that whenever they got topless or naked he would always corner her in the pool and try to grab anything he could, but that she fought him off in a friendly way. I asked if it ever crossed the line into “assault” and she said that it didn’t go that far, but that he was very persistent. He was the guy that she let fondle and then suck her tits, and that he did manage to finger her a few times, but always in the pool because she refused to go back to his room or let him into her room.

I asked if she ever touched him and she laughed and said that was how she kept him from fucking her. She would let him suck on her tits (again this is her favorite thing) and then when he started trying to maneuver into place to fuck her she would grab his dick and stroke him under the water until he came. She said that anytime she came from his fingers or he came from her hand, she would immediately feel a wave of guilt and then would get out of the pool and run back to her room. Inevitably her phone would ring, or there would be knocking at her door a few minutes later, but she would never answer and she would go to sleep feeling guilty, and tell herself that was the last time.

But then after a few drinks the next night or the next week, they would all end up in the pool naked and the same thing would happen again. She estimated that she gave him 8-10 handjobs and he made her come a few more times than that because she didn’t start giving him handjobs until he started trying to fuck her which wasn’t right away.

The project ended and none of that team ever saw each other again because they got assigned to different projects. She says in all her other projects that she never worked with a team that got naked like this, although it was pretty obvious that some of the people were hooking up, it all happened behind closed hotel room doors.

She said that she had pretty much buried her memories of that time and would probably never have told me about it, but when she saw Gayle in our own house it had brought it all back and that she was actually really glad to have told me because it sucked carrying that secret and worrying that it would really hurt me if I found out. I told her that I was completely ok with it, and that it actually turned me on a lot to hear about it and remember how hot she was in her early twenties and that I was glad she had fun. I also told her that I would be ok if she had actually fucked the guy, and if she was holding that back she didn’t have to, and that I would love to hear the story. She insists that she didn’t, and that she would tell me if she had, especially now that she knows it turns me on to hear about it. I looked straight into her eyes, and said, “you really didn’t fuck him?”

She said that she really didn’t fuck him, but one time and one time only, when he was being particularly demanding and was actually pushing her hand away so she couldn’t give him a handjob, she had him get on the side of the pool and gave him a blowjob. I asked if that was really just a one-time thing, and again reassured her that I wouldn’t be upset. She said that it was just that once, and she remembered it very clearly because it was the last week of the project and she didn’t think he would give up and that if she didn’t do it, he would have worn her down and she might have ended up fucking him.

I still get turned on anytime I am in a hotel with a pool thinking about her and Gayle and a bunch of people I don’t know all running around naked and getting each other off. And we sometimes use this as part of our foreplay too, with me asking her to tell me how she felt as she took off her bathing suit in front of a bunch of co-workers. Never fails to get us both going....