Best sex with an EX lover..wife ..hubbie..partner?

Ex high school boy friend at our 10 year high school reunion. We had just started sharing me with other men. Went to the after party and Hubby wanted me to show him what he was missing now.
 
Ex girlfriend who went from vanilla to slut in two boyfriends. When I wanted to experiment and try new things she wasn’t interested. It’s one of the things that split us up, she didn’t understand why I wanted more sex and a varied sex life. Two boyfriends later we hooked up after a drunken night out it was mind blowing. It was like being within another woman entirely. There was none of the old feelings but we had a great time as fuck buddies for a while. When she met her next boyfriend, now husband, we carried on for a while hooking up until things in her relationship got serious which was cool, we both knew what we were doing.
 
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Happy Divorce Fuck

As soon as we signed the divorce papers, my wife and I drove to the beach and fucked like teenagers for an entire weekend
 
About a year into our marriage we agreed the wife should take another lover (long story on that). We discussed it a bit and both decided her ex-husband should be the one since he and i had been buddies in high school and we were both comfortable with him. So one weekend she had me call him and invite him over to "shoot the shit and drink a few beers". It was a bit awkward at first but we all soon got comfortable hanging out and that evening i wound up watching them making out and fucking on our couch. Then i took my turn and soon after we all went to bed. Where he and i D. P. ed her. At the time i had no idea she planned on trying to push me into bi-sex with him but that is what she did. I wound up being turned into thier submissive "Bitch". Serving and servicing them both however they pleased. The relationship went on like that for about 4 years until thier old issues that caused the divorce began to resurface then she dumped him and began a life of cuckolding me with numerous other men. We both love the lifestyle.
 
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This thread had me reminiscing wistfully about the 6 hour marathon I had with a former lover. We wrote a new chapter for the Karma Sutra. Easily my best.
 
Lived with a girl for three years. She was a goddess, simply gorgeous, tall, and never said the word "no" to anything I ever asked in the bedroom.

Unfortunately, she was overly jealous and paranoid about other girls, and constantly accused me of looking at them, flirting with them, cheating on her.. to the point that she was obsessed and became a nag-monster.

I loved her dearly, and still to this day have stronger feelings towards her than any other woman in my life.

So after we split, I moved it with my cousin, and three months after, she called me and said she just wanted to see me and talk. I did miss her, so I went, we had dinner and ended up getting a motel room and had sex all night.

Then I saw her again 8 months later, we had sex again all night.

The best part about it was that we really "made love" both of those nights, it was more passionate and loving than ever in the past.. We both truly missed each other, but I knew it couldn't work in the end, and shot her down when she tried to rekindle things.

Fast forward to about 4 years ago, which was 15 years after the last time I saw her... We ran into each other at a funeral.. of all things.. and my god.. she looks exactly the same.. we're both over 40 and she still looks like she's 23!

One look into each others eyes, and we both felt the spark was still there. Only it wasn't a spark.. but like lightning just struck the building.. We knew it, and in fact everyone there knew it.. they could feel it in the room, including my wife (and boy did I get 3 hours of earful the whole drive home!)

I sometimes wish I hadn't left her, stuck it out... And then I recall the bad days.. It could never have worked long term, but she owns my heart, still, and always will.
 
Last summer my ex wife and I travelled by ferry to visit my parents. It was a night crossing and despite her being in a long-distance relationship with another guy, we fucked in our cabin. In the morning she said it was a mistake and couldn't ever happen again.

It happened again on the return journey.

Since then I've decided that a cabin on a boat is a place I'd like to fuck in a lot more often.
 
The first time my wife filed for divorce, and pulled out before we'd even got to mediation. She can never vocalise her feelings or emotions, and usually wants cuddles or sex to "seek forgiveness".

That time however, she'd built up such a shit storm that I was hurt and angry. Rightly or wrongly when she initiated sex, I didn't give a toss about her.

As it happened I wound up fucking her doggystyle, and then buried in her ass. Was pure rough, hard, reclamation sex. I came unbelievably hard.

Pulled out, and left. Repeated the next night.
 
The first time my wife filed for divorce, and pulled out before we'd even got to mediation. She can never vocalise her feelings or emotions, and usually wants cuddles or sex to "seek forgiveness".

That time however, she'd built up such a shit storm that I was hurt and angry. Rightly or wrongly when she initiated sex, I didn't give a toss about her.

As it happened I wound up fucking her doggystyle, and then buried in her ass. Was pure rough, hard, reclamation sex. I came unbelievably hard.

Pulled out, and left. Repeated the next night.
Been there...did same LOL!
 
My first wife and I fell out of love, many years of little sex or intimacy were part of the whole package. She told me during the break up that she could only have sex if she loved the man, and to be honest she didn't really feel the need for sex anyway. At times the divorce was acrimonious, I now know egged on by a couple of her friends and her solicitor encouraging her that she was "entitled" to far more than she was legally entitled to.

About six months after it was mainly settled, I visited what was still the house I owned but she was living in as there were jobs that needed doing. To cut a long story short she told me that she had triend dating but all the men she met just wanted one nights stands and she wasn't interested in that, then she told me that she really missed sex with me; going into detail about how much she enjoyed having her pussy licked and how she always came hard when I fucked her. We practically ripped each other's clothes off before a couple of hours of great sex. That led to a few more sessions over the next few weeks, before she called a halt - saying that it was a stupid thing to do - only to initiate it again a few months later. We ended up with an on/off affair for several years, she never asked if I was fucking anyone else as well and I never told her as I figured this was just a casual thing. :D
 
My first wife and I fell out of love, many years of little sex or intimacy were part of the whole package. She told me during the break up that she could only have sex if she loved the man, and to be honest she didn't really feel the need for sex anyway. At times the divorce was acrimonious, I now know egged on by a couple of her friends and her solicitor encouraging her that she was "entitled" to far more than she was legally entitled to.

About six months after it was mainly settled, I visited what was still the house I owned but she was living in as there were jobs that needed doing. To cut a long story short she told me that she had triend dating but all the men she met just wanted one nights stands and she wasn't interested in that, then she told me that she really missed sex with me; going into detail about how much she enjoyed having her pussy licked and how she always came hard when I fucked her. We practically ripped each other's clothes off before a couple of hours of great sex. That led to a few more sessions over the next few weeks, before she called a halt - saying that it was a stupid thing to do - only to initiate it again a few months later. We ended up with an on/off affair for several years, she never asked if I was fucking anyone else as well and I never told her as I figured this was just a casual thing. :D

This is less uncommon than one might think, based on my professional knowledge
 
Hey we are in each others lives for a reason...good and bad.
I like to dwell on the good....sex! Mmmmm lol
 
Not for me, but my wife broke up with a guy in college, actually the first guy to fuck her. Two years later, he came back for another try. She said he was much better the second time, having learned a lot with other girls while they were apart. It only took two dates to break up with him again, but she enjoyed the sex.
 
I went over to see my ex husband over Christmas, we are still friends and sex was certainly not the reason we split. We talked and had a couple of drinks, we started talking about things we had got up to sex wise when we were together. He admitted he was getting turned on by all the talk, I was too and we were soon kissing and undressing each other. Had sex on the sofa and then eventually made it upstairs where we carried on most of the night. It was fun and it probably wont be the last time we do something like this.
 
I went over to see my ex husband over Christmas, we are still friends and sex was certainly not the reason we split. We talked and had a couple of drinks, we started talking about things we had got up to sex wise when we were together. He admitted he was getting turned on by all the talk, I was too and we were soon kissing and undressing each other. Had sex on the sofa and then eventually made it upstairs where we carried on most of the night. It was fun and it probably wont be the last time we do something like this.

This is hot
 
hey...

the best sex I have ever had was with a prostitute in Knoxville KY in Nov. 1971.
Some guys from our Company (Echo15-4) Ft Knox went into town for weekend leave.
She was a little girl, Oriental, with jet black hair and it was almost as long as she was tall, (5' ). She didn't know any English so her interpreter asked what I wanted to do??? I said what ever she was best at.

She stripped me and had me lay down on the bed, she started massaging me, next thing I know she massaging my pecker with her tongue and lips, I hear this swishing noise. I throw my hands up to protect my face. She is waving around in a very slow, sensuous way this straight razor. Then she started using it in a very light brushing movements, on my scrotum and then up the length of my shaft to its tip alternating with the razor and her tongue until I got off.

I have never seen that bj done since then or never read about it here or any where else. But there hasn't been anyone who can get me to cum like that since.
 
This is hot

I was away on one of my business trip . I called Joanne early one morning and she told me that she had dreamt of her old lover, Steve. She said that she had to make herself cum twice when she woke up. Joanne had previously explained to me that she and Steve were together for a couple of years. She also said that it was the best sex she’d ever experienced and that he had the biggest, thickest cock she`d ever seen.

Joanne told me that in her dream about him, he fucked her in his bed and then again in his big shower.

She used to relate how he would have to slowly ease his huge cock into her pussy, slowly penetrating her. She says that it felt like he was buried deep in her belly. She would have orgasm after orgasm and that his energy was almost inexhaustible. He would fuck her in every position possible and also in places where either they might get caught or seen. She particularly loved it when she could climb on top of Steve and feel his cock ever so slowly slide inside her.

All this talk got me aroused. Aroused and also jealous. I couldn’t stop thinking about this man with Joanne, imagining his cock penetrating the woman I loved. It started to drive me crazy and I would masturbate frequently, conjuring-up images of Joanne and Steve. God! So many mixed and intense emotions.

Joanne and I continued to occasionally bring up Steve’s name in conversation and we rather half-jokingly suggested that we try to locate him. I began to look for him, both on-line and in directories. Joanne told me that they had both worked at the same office in Toronto and, eventually, after tracking down an old colleague of his, I made contact with Steve. It turned out that he was only 60 miles away from us and that he was divorced.

I called him and told him who I was. He was a bit surprised at first, to be honest. Maybe a little suspicious too. I was also nervous. My stomach was churning a bit when I made the call. I simply asked him if he remembered Joanne and said that Joanne had been talking about him and that I wondered if it might be interesting to meet. He told me he would think about it and let me know in a few days. An hour later, he called me back and said he'd love to meet.
 
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