A New Beginning for a Dead Marriage (closed for Becaa57)

[Becaa57]

Before I speak I watch you for a minute, your face isn't angry, but are you enjoying the pictures? Nooo you hate them and me. You made that crystal clear

"I was going to burn those," I hear you say, and I flinch, scared out of my mind as you crept up on me.
"Jesus CHRIST, Bec! It wasn't enough that you cheated on me with all of these men, but now you want to give me a heart attack by sneaking up on me?"

"I'm sorry, I called your name, as I came through the house, I wasn't sneaking!! I'm sorry I don't wear a bell"
"You were very engrossed in the pictures, didn't hear me"

"So let me ask do you want to burn them? Or us? or what????????"

 

[SmokingFap]

I look at you with a scrunched-up, conflicted face and take a deep breath before letting it out. "I mean... yes and no? I'm still really hurt that you shared this secret side of yourself with other men and not so much with me. Looking through these pictures, I'm wishing that WE had done some of those things. ALL of those things. Things I had no idea that you were interested in exploring.

"I have to admit that I got pretty turned on looking at a lot of these pics. And I do feel a bit better, seeing that you weren't with these men just because they had huge cocks. Some are bigger than me, some smaller. If I learned that you were just a... size queen, that I couldn't fulfill you sexually just because I didn't have a ten inch cock... well, I don't know... how I could satisfy you. And honestly, I still don't know that I can. It seems to be that you just get a thrill out of fucking different men. Not just because they do... certain things with you. You just seem to crave the variety. And if part of your thrill was just the idea that you were cheating on me, that you were doing something WRONG... Well if I could somehow accept that kind of arrangement, and I'm not saying that I can, but wouldn't that remove part of the thrill for you? That I knew and approved of you being with other men?"

 

[Becaa57]

"I know you're hurt, I'd be very hurt if it was reversed. As I've said I had no intention of hurting, but I know does not good to repeat that. It's done and cannot be undone"

"To be honest the men and I didn't do that many things, you and I hadn't or at least discussed"
"I thought a lot about suggesting some of them in our sex life. But was worried you'd ask where I got the idea from"

"I know you look at porn, but I don't very much and you know that"

"I'm glad you realize it wasn't cock size or even how good a lover they were. Some were barely adequate"
"And for the record my favorite size cock is right around 7 inches, which you are. You get bigger they just aren't fun"
"The smaller ones can be very satisfying if the man knows what to do"

"If you were to accept the arrangement, and there a ton of things we'd have to work out, would take aways some of the thrill"

"Honestly yes, but I think honestly add it back knowing that you're aware and we can maybe talk about what happened?"
"Kind of like choosing between two different burgers, they are different, but both taste good"
"So right now I'd say I'd be willing to try it"

"Something to think about anyways"

"Have you had breakfast? I just came back from mine, but could make you something"

 

[SmokingFap]

"I could probably eat. And thank you for answering my questions. I think I'm at least starting to understand, just maybe not accept yet. But I do have one last question for now. Please be honest with me. When was the last time you were with another guy?"

As you stand there, I can't help but look back down at the array of photos, old and new, laid out on our bed. The thing that strikes me in every one of them is how happy you look. How... excited. A look that I haven't seen from you when we've been having sex for quite a while. I probably haven't even had that look myself...

 

[Becaa57]

"Good, bacon and eggs???, or we could go out?"

"The last time I was with a guy. Well you may be surprise, but it was about a month ago. And it wasn't here at the house"
"it's kind of died off lately to be honest. But it does that"

"Sometimes life gets in the way, mine and theirs, sometimes honestly I just don't feel like it."

"Oh god!!! You weren't thinking I was doing this every day or even every week were you???"

 

[SmokingFap]

"Well, honestly, what was I SUPPOSED to think? Hell, I figured you fucked another guy the first night I stayed at the hotel! Last night even! I imagined that you were relieved that I stayed at the hotel, so that you could have the house to yourself and fuck your brains out. But I'm at least relieved to know that it's been a month or so."

I pause and look back down at the pictures again. My cock is growing in my pants, despite my lingering jealousy and anger. So I have an idea.

"Maybe breakfast can wait a while. I'm going to go have a cigarette out back. I'd like you to join me."

I stand up and leave the photos spread out on our bed, then head downstairs and to the back porch.

 

[Becaa57]

"Well, honestly, what was I SUPPOSED to think? Hell, I figured you fucked another guy the first night I stayed at the hotel! Last night even! I imagined that you were relieved that I stayed at the hotel, so that you could have the house to yourself and fuck your brains out. But I'm at least relieved to know that it's been a month or so."
"I'm not that much of a slut, thank you very much!!!"
Noticing that you're cock is growing, thinking is this exciting you?

"Maybe breakfast can wait a while. I'm going to go have a cigarette out back. I'd like you to join me."

"Ok, do you want a cup of coffee too? I'm getting one"

I come out in a few minutes, you're sitting in your chair smoking away

I sit in mine

Grab the ashtray and some strange reason put it on my thigh

 

[SmokingFap]

"Thanks, hon," I say as I take a sip of coffee. Then I take a long drag and inhale the smoke, my heart racing as if I were in middle school, just about to ask the new girl out.

I blow out a swirling vortex into the breeze. I'm too self-conscious to look at you. "Looking through all those pictures, you had a lot of different dicks in your mouth. So I think you owe me a blowjob. I want you to suck my cock, right here, right now."

I finally look at you as I trim the ash from my cigarette into the little ashtray on your thigh.

 

[Becaa57]

"Well you know I love to suck cocks!!!"
"Here on the deck??? That's different for us"

putting the ashtray on the table beside you
I kneel down in front of you

looking up at you, as I unzip your pants, reaching in to pull you out

"You're already hard??!!! Looking at those pictures turn you on that much"

Licking the tip, getting some precum from it.

THen sliding my lips over you, I've done this countless times over the years, but this time feels different

"Like this baby?"

 

[SmokingFap]

"Mmmm, yes. Just like that, baby. Suck it like the slut you are."

Thrilled that you accepted my suggestions so readily, I lean back and relax to enjoy your oral ministrations. I sip on my coffee and finish my cigarette. You always have loved sucking cock. Of course, I didn't know how many you had sucked off since we've been married. But right now, I'm not thinking about all of your other lovers. I'm just enjoying my wife licking and sucking and slurping on my dick as if your life depended on it. Or maybe our marriage...

 

[Becaa57]

Something about you calling me a slut now, just adds to the moment!!
I work on giving you the best blow job of your life, certainly the best one I've given you

Up and down, taking all of you in one swoop, then to the tip, licking it then swallowing you again
fondling your balls, I remember you like that too

Even this kneeling on our back deck, while you smoke a cigarette and sip coffee. Much more submissive then we've ever played before.

"You like this way honey??"

 

[SmokingFap]

"God yes, baby. You've always been pretty good at that, but it's obvious that you've been practicing a lot for a long time. You were kind of awkward with it when we first started dating. So I guess I have to thank your other lovers for something!"

As you lower your upper body even more to take my cock in your throat, I reach over to tap the ash on my cigarette off. It's a bit of a reach, so I grab the crystal trinket, and start to set it down next to me. Then I get a wickedly funny idea. I looking forward to bed to place the ashtray between your shoulder blades, on your shirt. You pause for a moment, wondering what exactly I'm doing, before you figure it out and hunch down lower, carefully balancing it on your upper back.

"That's my good girl," I growl as you return to slurping and throating my rock hard member, careful not to let the crystal piece slide down your back or off either side. Your entire body is motionless except for your head bobbing up and down on my crotch.

 

[Becaa57]

I'm getting into the blow job, starting to feel like I'm sucking one of my lvoers, then I feel him shift, and pressure on my back. I realize he's put the ashtray on my back, on top of my blouse
I stop for a minute.
"Take if off for a minute"
When he does, I take off my top and bra
"Ok put it back"
After he does that I resume sucking his cock

Not sure why it's so important for that to be on my skin, but it is
"Just let me know when you're going to cum"

 

[SmokingFap]

I smirk to myself, surprised and amused at your willingness to please and... submissiveness? I gently lean over and bend my head down to get a better view of your tits as they hang down from your chest. Of course, they aren't as firm as they were when we first started dating, but the only part still as firm about me is my dick. But I actually love the way your breasts hang now. And I've always loved your nipples, even though you've complained they're just plain boring brown.

I take a puff on my cigarette, then set it in the ashtray, knowing that you'll quickly feel the warmth from the cherry, wondering if it will actually hurt you, if you would just LET it hurt you rather than letting it slide off. Then I light a fresh one just to test you.

"It shouldn't take long, baby," I finally reply. "I've been too upset and pissed off to even jerk off the past couple nights of the hotel. I should have a pretty big load saved up for you. I hope you're hungry."

 

[SmokingFap]

With my free hand, I grab the hair on the back of your head and force your face down, so that your nose is pressed against my pubic hair and my cockhead is wedged into your throat, like I saw in many of your secret photos. You seem to truly enjoy that, although you have rarely deepthroated me. Perhaps that's part of the thrill for you of being with other men, that you can be sluttier. And maybe I can start treating you like the fucking slut you obviously are.

 

[Becaa57]

For some reason I like the ashtray on my skin, reminds me of the other night when I put it on my thigh and just the cigarettes burn.
Submissive I guess, but like I owe it to him
I feel the heat from the cigarette he left in it, then hear him lighting another one.
You smoke the 2nd one, but also leave it sitting there
my back is getting hot from the two of them
I moan as it does, but don't move or ask you too

I just keep sucking you, giving you the sluttiest blowjob I've given you in years if ever

Then feeling your hand on my head pushing me down, making me take all of you. holding me against your body
hearing yet another cigarette being lit as the others keep being hotter and hotter on my back.

Something about the whole situation is turning me on,
reaching back to finger my pussy while you face fuck me.

Knowing that you're close to cumming I finger myself faster, wanting to cum when you do

 

[SmokingFap]

I moan as I grab one of the three cigarettes from our ashtray and take a long drag. "That's it, Bec," I growl, using your hair to force your face up and down on my cock, breaching your throat with each thrust. "Keep sucking me, slut. Like you sucked all of my friends and coworkers, probably random guys you met in town."

Suddenly my swollen testicles seize up, recoil, and launch my load up my shaft. I force your head all the way down to my crotch, the first huge glob of sperm spurting straight down your throat, making you gag and wretch and squirm. Then I yank your head back a couple inches, so I can coat your tongue and the inside of your mouth with my warm goo. As tears stream down your cheeks, I'm surprised to find you suckling even harder, taking your hand from your own cunt to firmly massage my balls, milking me to get every last drop of semen.

 

[Becaa57]

I keep sucking and licking you, then almost with no warning you push my face hard into your body. I know what's going to happen but the force of your cum takes me by surprise, it's like a blast of your sperm shooting out, choking me, coming out my nose even.

Then pulling my hair you pull me up, almost off your cock as you shoot more out, filling my mouth with it. I've never seen you cum this much. But I want it all, I want you to shoot more cum out, I massage your balls, I know you like that wanting more of your cum in my mouth.

Also keeping track of the ashtray burning my back. trying not to let it fall, not easy with you jerking my head around.
I stay on your cock until you stop shooting and relax your grip on my hair.

Reaching back I grab the ashtray and put it on the table, then get up and collapse in my chair on the other side of it

"Wow!!!!! That was different!!!!"

 

[SmokingFap]

"Fuck, baby," I wheeze, cursing as I rarely do. "That was fucking amazing. I haven't cum that hard in... maybe years! Thank you for doing that for me."

Forgetting the situation we're in, your affairs, this crossroads of our marriage, just content and drained at the moment, I reach over and do grasp your hand and give it a gentle squeeze.

"Despite... everything, I do still love you, you know. And if you've been wondering, I've never cheated on you. I've been tempted, of course, nearly gave into it several times. Not because I don't love you, or that I'm not still attracted to you. I still very much am. I guess I understand your need for... variety. We've been married for so long..."

I take our antique crystal ashtray, the weird symbol of our early, passionate days together, and place it on your bare upper thigh again. I've noticed that suddenly you seem to enjoy having it on your bare skin, especially with a smoldering cigarette in it. So I light another one, although I'm not craving any more nicotine at the moment, take a drag to stoke its tiny red fire, and place it in the yard sale treasure.

 

[Becaa57]

"That was very different for us!!! I loved it"
"And you're welcome"

when you put the ashtray on my thigh, I move it slightly so it's right over the spot I had it before, still sensitive from last time.

"I had hoped that I didn't kill your love for me, with my uhmmm affairs"
"I didn't think you had cheated"
"Well except for that blonde at your work, Sally or something? Seemed something was going between you two"

We sit in silence for a bit, you leave the cigarette burning on my leg and I don't move it.
Somehow equating the pain from this to penance????

"I do love you, and I don't want to end our marriage. I will do whatever I can to stay with you"

 

[SmokingFap]

I take a final drag from my dwindling Marlboro, then slowly crush it out in the ashtray, to press the heat into your thigh. I blow out a vortex of smoke into the air, then look over at you and chuckle. I reach over with my thumb to wipe off a glob of semen from your chin. "I guess that WAS a big load," I chide, unconsciously sucking the gooey droplet from my thumb. Then I sigh.

"I don't want the divorce either, Bec. We've been best friends and partners for almost longer than I can remember. I can't imagine my life without you. And financially, you know that we still need each other's income to have the life that we enjoy. But I also can't continue to stay married if you're going to continue fucking other men behind my back. That has to stop immediately. I will make us both homeless before I let you continue betraying and disrespecting me like that. Do I make myself perfectly clear?"

 

[Becaa57]

I smile at you.

"I'm glad you don't want a divorce, or at least not yet"

"I have an idea, and please think before you answer, you don't even have to answer today really"
"I will promise no other men until you do answer"

Taking a deep breath, how can I say this in a way that won't piss him off.
I guess direct is better.
"Ok, you don't want me to fuck other men behind your back right?"
"Well what about if it's not behind your back, but you know about it"
"Maybe participate, that's up to you"

Seeing you getting mad

"Short reason is, that I'm not sure I can stop"
"But I think I know you well enough that this will appeal to your kinky side, which you've never let us explore"

"I'm going inside so you can think about it"

 

[SmokingFap]

I sigh, then grab your arm, perhaps a bit too firmly, before you step back into the kitchen. "I'm going to need a strong drink to consider what you just said. But I mean it, Bec. No more secrets, no more lies, no more going behind my back, or I will just burn it all down and take both of us with it. As for your... proposition... Well, get me that drink and I'll think about it."

You give me a wan smile, then melodramatically pull your arm away from me and start to step inside. On a whim, I give your ass a hard smack on your way.

 

[Becaa57]

I turn as you grab my arm

"I'm going to need a strong drink to consider what you just said. But I mean it, Bec. No more secrets, no more lies, no more going behind my back, or I will just burn it all down and take both of us with it. As for your... proposition... Well, get me that drink and I'll think about it."

"I understand, and if we decide to do this, I promise no more secrets, no sneaking around"

I start walking into the kitchen to make us both a drink
You smack my ass I do

"Did I ever tell you, that I actually like that??"

leaving you on the back deck. I make us both a drink

going back out, I hand you yours

then sit in the chair and put ashtray on my leg

"Well??"

 

[SmokingFap]

I gulped down half of my cocktail before lighting a fresh cigarette, then placing it in the ashtray. I blow a swirl up into the breeze, then purse my lips. "If I tell you the truth about something, something I feel, do you promise not to use it against me as a weapon?"

You frown and silently nod.

"I have to admit that I was looking through those pictures longer than you might have thought. At first, I really did want to tear them up and burn them, maybe even with all of our bedding that you defiled with all of your lovers. But the more I looked at those pictures, the more... aroused I got. Sexually. I hate myself for it, but I got turned on seeing you with those other men. Even the ones I trusted the most not to fuck my wife. So, yeah, I guess that's pretty much it."

I grab my smoldering Marlboro and look out across the backyard as I take another thoughtful drag, waiting for your response.