God, I Missed Your Dick

David never got a blowjob from me when I knew was I was doing. After a lot of practice over the years, I was finally ready to pleasure him like he deserved. The first thing I did when he walked through my door was rip his pants off and stuff his cock in my mouth. I showed him all the tricks I’d learned, and nearly made him cum with my tongue before he ever penetrated me.

I could tell he was impressed. He only remembered me as the teenage girl who fumbled with his dick and awkwardly put it in her mouth, not knowing what to do after that. We didn’t spend much time on oral sex. But now, I could really show him a good time. My husband was enjoying the show, rubbing his cock while I sucked my ex.

Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I took off what little I was wearing and got on my knees. I needed to feel the cock of the man who took my virginity. We were still in the living room, never having made it to the bedroom. I was too eager.

We weren’t here to reminance. We were here to fuck. He put his thumb in my ass as he slid his cock inside me. Oh, I remembered this move, I thought fondly. My husband watched me as my jaw went slack, my ex thrusting inside me. I’d never been double penetrated, but I loved the idea. Masturbating in the shower, I would put a few fingers in my ass while a dildo filled up my pussy. I loved being so full. I always thought it would be too hard in real life, but this was the next best thing.

“You have to remember that,” I panted, informing my husband. “The double penetration is a huge turn on.” David smiled, balls-deep in my pussy.

Will’s clothes started coming off as David pounded me on the living room floor. His cock hung in front of me. “You wanna spitroast me?” I asked with a smile. He shoved his cock in my mouth. My husband was balls deep in my mouth and David was pounding my pussy, forcing Will deeper down my throat. I tongued my husband’s cock as David thrust into me. God, I missed him. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. I couldn’t believe my high school lover was fucking me again.

“God, I missed your dick,” I moaned.

“Yeah?”

“I think about you all the time,” I breathed.

My husband rammed his cock down my throat, either angry at the confession or turned on by it. I didn’t know, and I didn’t care. I was liberated, and he had always supported my sexual freedom.

David never got to feel my ass. It wasn’t fair, I thought—the boy who took my virginity didn’t get to try out all three of my holes. I hadn’t been ready back then. But now, I could give him this wonderful gift.

I took my husband’s dick out of my mouth and rested my hand against David, slowing him down.

“Hey,” I said, “Do you want to fuck my ass?”

David’s eyebrows raised. “Your…your ass?”

I nodded, eager to let him try me.

“Fuck yeah!” He exclaimed, surprised by my openness to anal sex. I’d told him I would never do it. But people can change, and I was a certified anal slut. My husband can testify.

We migrated to the bedroom, finally, and I laid on my back on our bed. Will was stroking himself as David prepared to enter a hole he’d never felt before.