By far the most erotic immediate hit I get after returning home from work and being together again with my ex and her young husband (my best buddy and lover) is when I find them together after one of their fuck sessions and my naked ex gets out of bed for one reason or another and I detect the penetrating scent of my buddy's semen coming from her body.I don't constantly think about them. Because Steve has been her lover since October and he has spent weekends with us and us with him, I know what they are doing, the same thing they do when I leave them on their own when he is here. It's hard to explain,.... I am jealous but no different than when he is fucking her and I am watching or joining in. I also don't have to imagine as we have so many videos of her with Steve (and Andy) .
22:20,
Steve just sent photo of Mrs J in the underwear I bought her last week, with the message " Just about to open my present, thank you". They are probably fucking right now. So I am off to bed. I know she is enjoying herself. It will be fun when she comes home though.
My mind is instantly flooded with images of my buddy arched over my ex and frantically thrusting into her then burying and holding the full length his cock in her as he ejaculates and she orgasms beneath him.
Try as I might to suppress those beautiful but oddly very disturbing images, the heady penetrating and frankly aphrodisiac odour of my buddy's semen completely prevents me from doing so and I find myself vividly imagining the climactic pumpings and propulsings in my buddy's pelvis and cock as his multiple cumspurts fill and overflow my ex's orgasmically-clenching vagina.
On top of that I'm assailed by extremely arousing memories of my buddy's orgasmic giveaway gruntings quickly followed by his ecstatic crying out and all-too-familiar final prolonged groanings of immeasurably deep sexual satisfaction.
It never ceases to amaze me how instantly and surely those powerfully arousing images and memories can be triggered by the mereist whiff of the actually quite repellant odour of recently-ejaculated semen emanating from my just-fucked ex.
My sense of erotic wonder is almost enough to make me give up going sloppy-seconds with my ex and thereby avoid diluting the incredibly arousing seminal marker-scent of my buddy's now total ownership of her.
"Repelled and aroused?" do I hear somebody wonder?
Ahhhhhhhhh that mysterious and agonisingly addictive bitter-sweetness of being thoroughly and terminally cuckolded by my beloved and beautifully virile young buddy!!
The angst of it all is unbearable sometimes, but at other times so intensely wankworthy and energizing that I feel my own lesser cumspurts are being launched into the stratosphere enroute to Sex Heaven.
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