And now the Rest of the Story
Well i guess it's kinda my fault. See before she finally came to live with me, we where a state apart. She lived in mine when we meet. We meet on summer vacation when school was out, hung out the whole summer in 2001, became good friends/boy/girlfriend. That was 8th grade. Then that summer she went back home to her state. We keep in touch on in off. Then as of 2004 she visited me every summer, and stayed with me for like a week or so when her family came to visit. And we decided that me and her where lovers for life. But since i knew in my heart that being so fare away she wasn't going to be fateful to me i told her that she had my permission to have her a little fun. Since at the time she had told me a little about her fun doings and the things that she had did, i knew she was a little hot tomalley pussy any how. Then she looked at me and told me that well ok, so since you say that i've gotta tell you i've got a boyfriend back home. I was like wow, and thrilled at the same time. I was happy to know that she loved me that much to make me her special guy for life and cheat on her boyfriend back home. So to shorten this story up, etcetera, etcetera. From then on out, from 2004 to 2008 she visited me every summer. Except on the summer of 2008, that was the last summer she visited, because that was the summer we made it happen. I went to her state and picked her up for the first time, and she came home to live with me.
By November we where married. And in the coarse of the three months before we got married i had found out that just a week before i went down to pick her up that she fucked her brothers friend. I was mad because come to find out, i was talking to her on the phone the week it happened, and making plans with her for the day i should come to pick her up. But despite the fact, i dealt with it and dismissed it. And went and made her my wife. Now back in January of this year, for some reason i started talking to her and asking her question, and her asking me questions, etcetera, etcetera, about our separate past flings, one night stands, and on and off boyfriends, and girlfriends. Let me just say i can't really begin to write this stuff cause it would be somewhat of a book. Let me also say that my past stuff cant hold a candle to her past. A small preview, 2 black boyfriends, several one nighters with black and white and mexican guys. And one Indian guy, "she thinks". Older and younger guys. Passing out ***** at a party and waking up with her pants and undies pulled down and cum in her pussy kinda guys. A few white boyfriends, and sucking off any and every swinging dick like it was nothing. And several other stuff, some you've heard in my first post. Much more stuff.
After telling me some of this stuff she asked me how i felt. I told her i was proud of her. And she was happy. Maybe a little to happy. See when i told her i was proud of her it really wasn't a lie. I was proud, and very turned on at some and most everything she had told me. A little shocked, And a little jealous. But love my wifey no matter what she's done. But what scares me is she figured out that i was turned on by it. Sometimes i was asking her about it, and what it felt liked, and was it fun, what was it like. And then it made it into the sex. Witch got kinda scary. I started asking her questions why she was fucking me. And she said i think you liked all the stuff i told you, I was like no i don't. She said it's ok baby, i want you to imagine that big cock right in my mouth, on my lips. She started kissing me, and that was one of the best fucks we've had. It has progressed, and it's an almost every time thing we talk about while where having sex and foreplay. What's getting more and more likely to happen, is me getting to see this with my own eyes. Cause she's now said that she wants me to see her in action. And she, and i have several other ideas.