25 comments/ 44755 views/ 10 favorites Secret Life of a Guilty Wife By: theoncomingstorm My name is Kate. I'm 25 years old. I'm exactly five feet tall and though I'm not skinny I'm not fat either. I'm pretty average I guess except for my porcelain white skin with a scattering of freckles across my shoulders and my nose, emerald green eyes, and auburn hair that hangs in soft curls around my shoulders. This is my story. Every story has its beginning but in honesty I cannot quite place my finger on the moment when things began to change between my husband and I. I think back to shortly after we were engaged and I vaguely remember having second thoughts then. I even voiced my concerns to him them. However, nothing changed and within the year we were married. I'd been sexually dissatisfied for years and ended up having to get myself off, usually images of my husband's best friend in my head as I frigged myself into oblivian. Maybe it was the age difference between my husband and I, the fact that he wasn't comfortable having sex with a little one in the house, maybe he just didn't find me attractive anymore. Regardless of the reason, no matter what I tried, our sex life just got worse. I asked him to share his fantasies with me. I'd shared mine with him and I was willing to do ANYTHING to spice up our sex life. He said he had no fantasies. I made him a stupid coupon book for every sexual favor under the sun only to find it in the trashcan the next day. Nothing I tried seemed to work. The few times we'd is have sex I would start off by blowing him only to have him either blow his load and not do anything after the fact or we'd fuck, two thrusts in and he would cum, pull out, and pass out. My toy collection gave me more satisfaction than he did but I missed cumming on a hard cock. I missed feeling wanted and desired. Other areas of our life were taking a hit and finally I'd had enough. I told him I wanted a divorce but that made him change his tune. A little too little too late. We didn't get a divorce but I asked him to move out because I needed my space and some time to decide where I wanted my life to go. I tried to relieve my sexual frustration with my favorite toys, watching my favorite porn, writing erotica, and eventually taking a part time job as a phone sex operator. It curbed my appetite to some degree but not enough. I was sharing my phone sex secret on Whisper when I received a private message from a 19 year old boy named Logan. I'm 25 and I've never been with a guy my own age, yet alone a guy younger than me. Anyways, it was around the holidays and he wanted to hang out and watch a movie. I didn't think anything of it and invited him over for a movie. Twenty minutes later Logan showed up. He was tall and lanky, brown hair, and grey eyes. He had an easy smile and showed up looking shy and laughing nervously. We sat down on my sofa and put in a movie. About five minutes into the movie he was scooting closer to me, running his hand up and down the inside of my thigh. I'm not sure what happened. Maybe it was that spark of feeling wanted again, maybe it was because it had been six months since I'd been fucked, maybe my brain forgot I was married. I'm not sure what it was but when he turned my face to look up at him I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned in to give him a kiss. He returned the kiss with a passion I hadn't known in years. I was moaning into his mouth as his soft lips caressed my own, his tongue began to battle mine, and his hands began roaming over my body. I was lost in the moment. I stood up and took him by the hand and led him to my bedroom. I pushed him down on the bed, kneeled between his legs, and quickly unbuttoned his pants. As I pushed them to the ground his cock sprang free, hitting me on my cheek. He was already leaking precum from his slit. I hungrily leaned in, flicking my tongue against the head of his crown, and moaned as I tasted his sweet precum. He wrapped his fingers in my hair and gently guided my mouth up and down his shaft until he was close to the point of no return. He pulled me up to him and kissed me deeply as he tore my clothes from my body. He pushed me down on the bed and hovered above me for a moment, his throbbing cock hot against my clit. He smirked and then pulled back and in one long thrust he buried himself in my pussy that hadn't been touched by anyone other than my husband in seven years. Logan was a good three or four inches longer than my husband and as he thrust into me I could feel him bottom out in me each time. My body was on fire! I'd never been touched in the places his cock was hitting and with every deep thrust into my sloppy wet pussy I cried his name like I was worshiping him. Within a matter of a few thrusts I was cumming on his cock, my nails scratching down his teenage body, my screams resounding off the bedroom walls, my pussy clenching him so tight he was moaning. As I came down from my first orgasm he rolled over on his back, never taking his cock from my pussy. He grabbed my hips firmly as I began to ride his cock, desperate to cum again with him deep in my pussy. I placed my hands on his smooth abdomen and threw my head back, grinding my clit against his pubic hair every downward stroke. When he reached up and began to squeeze my bouncing tits another scream of ecstasy ripped through my body and I came harder in his cock, riding him like a woman possessed. My orgasm waned and he pushed me off. He sat on the edge of the bed, his cock an angry red. I kneeled on the floor in front of him and took his cock deep in my throat. I hummed appreciatively at the way we tasted together. His cock was hitting the back of my throat with each thrust and I swallowed hard keeping him there. He grabbed my head and held me down as he growled. His cum spurted hard against the back of my throat. I swallowed as fast as I could, hungry for his sweet cum. After a good two minutes of cumming spurt after spurt in my throat he fell to the bed physically exhausted. He pulled me up to him, wrapped his arms around me, and kissed me. We lay there content for a few minutes before I got up and got dressed. I threw on my robe and walked him to the door. He kissed me goodbye and was gone into the dark night. I sat alone on my sofa for a couple of hours as reality sank in and I realized that I had cheated in my husband. I was racked with guilt but my satisfied pussy knew it wouldn't be the last time. Secret Life of a Guilty Wife Ch. 02 After sex with Logan my guilt didn't really factor into my choices. The only thing I could think about was the incredible feeling of cumming on a hard, throbbing cock. Needless to say, I didn't think twice when Alex started to message me from the same Whisper app. I know the app was meant to reveal secrets but it sure worked wonderfully as a hook up site! Alex and I sexted for a week, sending pictures and videos to each other behind our spouses' backs. Alex and I both wanted the same things sexually so when Monday rolled around and he texted me saying he was free to meet up on his lunch break I quickly agreed. He told me to take some shots of whiskey before he arrived. By the time he arrived I was just a little bit tipsy. He walked in and I swear my jaw hit the floor. He wasn't my usual "type" but he was smoking hot! He was just a couple of inches taller than me and muscles rippling through his tight shirt. His black hair was buzzed off. His Mexican accent had a direct line to my clit. I had never fucked a Hispanic man before. Everything about him screamed sexy as fuck! I wanted to rip his clothes off the moment I saw him. We talked for a minute or two before I crooked my finger at him beckoning him to come kiss me. He got up and stood before me, pulling me by the hair to lean in and kiss him. His kiss left me breathless and needy for more. He pushed me back against the sofa, lifted my dress up, and ripped my leopard print lace panties from my wet pussy. Without any more prelude he shoved two thick fingers into my pussy and began thrusting them in and out of me quickly. I was gasping for air as he added another finger. My pussy was so wet I could hear it making squishy sounds with every thrust of his fingers. Just as I was getting use to the three fingers in my pussy he jammed in a fourth, stretching me so wide I screamed in a mixture of pleasure and pain. After a few more minutes of fingering me my pussy clenched tight around his fingers and I grabbed his hand holding it still in my pussy while I came on his fingers chanting his name breathlessly. He leaned in and hissed in my ear. "Next time I'm going to fist you bitch!" I smiled up at him before managing to get up and pull him to my bedroom. He stripped out of his jeans and boxers and quickly rolled a condom onto his thick dark cock. "Are you ready to get your ass fucked bitch?" I moaned my consent as I crawled on my bed and got on all fours, lifting my dress up to present my ass to him. I felt the bed shift as he climbed behind me. I shivered when I felt his cock press against my ass. I clenched the comforter in my hands nervously. It had been years since I had last had my ass fucked. Alex grabbed my hips and in one long, hard thrust he rammed his cock into my ass. I screamed in pain, clawing at my bed, begging for him to slow down as he pounded into my ass like a jackhammer. Tears streamed down my face as the searing pain of having my ass fucked quaked through my body. I pushed back against him, desperate for him to cum quickly so the pain would disappear. Alex was growling like a madman as he pulled his cock completely from my ass and rammed back in over and over again. Each intrusion made me scream and cling to the bed harder in a desperate attempt to keep from being pushed off the bed with the force of each of his powerful thrusts. I was surprised when he reached around and pinched my clit. My body loved being abused and even though the pain was almost unbearable my pussy was embarrassingly wet and the moment Alex's fingers touched my clit I screamed in overwhelming pleasure as my orgasm tore through my body making me convulse. My ass tightened around Alex's cock as I rode out my orgasm. He grabbed my neck and pushed my face down into the mattress as he slammed his cock deep in my ass, loosing himself to my pleasure. He grunted loudly and tensed up, his body rigid as came. He stayed deep in my ass until he was completely spent. Then he pulled out and went to my bathroom to clean up and dressed. He left with a wicked smile on his face and promises of more to come. I jumped in the shower to clean up and when I got out I went to sit on the edge of my bed to slip into my clothes only to wince in pain as I sat down. Over the next week every time I took a seat I was reminded of the pounding my ass took from Alex. I was in love with the person I was becoming. My guilt had sprouted wings and flow off. I was left with a very satisfied pussy and my inner slut. Life was perfect! Secret Life of a Guilty Wife Ch. 03 I told myself over and over again that it was just sex and up until Austin came around that was the truth. It was just about fulfilling a deep craving for hot sex. I assumed it would be the same with Austin. We met the same way I met the other guys... through the Whisper app. Right off the bat Austin was different from the other guys. He was an 18 year old virgin who didn't want his cock in a pussy until his wedding night but he wanted to be dominated, to have his ass fuck, to get blow jobs, to eat a pussy, and to shower together. I couldn't say no when he asked to hook up. He was just too innocent and sweet. He didn't have classes until later the next day so we decided to meet up first thing in the morning. He knocked on my door and when I opened it I felt even shorter than I normally did. He towered above me by 18 inches. I felt so tiny as he stepped into my living room. I normally go for taller guys but Austin was a giant! He wore his school hoodie making him seem even younger. He was chewing on a piece of gum as smiled a crooked slow smile at me. I melted as his blue eyes lit up. I pulled him by the hoodie to me, wrapping my arms around his neck, standing on my tiptoes, and kissing him tasting spearmint on his tongue. He pushed me against the door as our kiss deepened. He sucked on my lower lip making me weak in the knees. He was giving me butterflies for the first time in nearly a decade. I couldn't stop myself from kissing him like my life depended on it. He sucked on my tongue, his gum falling in my mouth as our tongues collided in a desperate kiss. I pulled away, raising an eyebrow at him, and chewed in his gum as I turned around in his arms. I wiggled my ass against his cock, feeling how hard he was through his pants. I reached behind me, my arm around his neck pulling his lips to my neck as he wrapped his strong arms around my waist pulling me tightly against him. We stood there for a few minutes like that, him sucking on the nape of my neck, my ass grinding against his raging boner, our hands wrapped around one another. I'd never wanted anyone so badly in my life. Reluctantly I slipped my hands in his pockets as I continued to grind up against his cock. I squeezed his ass and pulled him with me to the bedroom. We almost didn't make it to the bed as he tore my clothes from my body and fell into the bed, hugging me to him we bounced on the bed. He bit down on my lip, kissing me deeply as he thrust his covered cock into my now bare dripping pussy. He cupped my heavy breasts in his hands and timidly kissed my nipples as if he was worshipping my breasts. No one had ever treated my breasts with such awe and reverence before and as he sucked them and kissed them I ran my hands through his blonde hair, pushing my tits deeper in his mouth and moaning in sweet pleasure as he explored every inch of my breasts. His hands slid down my body, exploring me like I was uncharted territory. I felt so desired in his arms. He brushed my hair away from my neck and leaned forward kissing it gently as he ran his hands down my sides and took me by the hips and tossed me on my back. He climbed between my legs, pressing his body against mine, and began kissing me again with unleashed passion. We lay there like that, tangled up in each other, kissing each other breathless. I was so lost in the kiss that I hardly noticed when his hands pressed my legs farther apart and he began to trail them up the inside of my thighs before shyly touching my wet pussy for the first time. I gasped in his mouth as his fingers came into contact with my clit. I shuddered as my body gave in to a series of mini orgasms. Austin sat up on his knees between my legs tracing his fingers along my pussy. He pulled my lips apart looking at it in awe. I blushed crimson red being so exposed, feeling so honored to be the one to introduce him to the world of sex. He starred at my pussy, lost in a trance as he began to slide his fingers through my wetness before nervously looking up at me as he slid one finger in my pussy. I moaned his name, letting him know he was doing a wonderful job. He wiggled his finger around deep inside of me, brushing against my g-spot as he did so. I gasped and he smiled at me doing it again and again. I threw my head back and clutched the bed as I pushed my pussy up at him. He kept hitting that sweet spot until I screamed in ecstasy cumming on his finger. My pussy clenched tightly around his finger as I rode out my orgasm. When my body relaxed and my breathing returned to normal he removed his finger from my pussy and licked my juices from it before leaning in and kissing me deeply. He whispered in my ear if we could take a shower together. I nodded at him as he stood up. I tugged on the hem of his hoodie and lifted it up over his head. He took the hint and stripped from his clothes. When his cock sprang free from his boxers I gasped. I'd never seen such a thick cock in my life. The length was average but he was as thick as a coke can. I starred mesmerized by the throbbing virgin cock before me. He noticed me starring and took my chin in his hand making me look up at his blushing face. "Shower. Now," he whispered hoarsely. I took his hand and led him to the master bathroom. I turned on the water and with my back to him he reached around me, wrapping me in his arms, letting me feel his bare skin against me for the first time. He pulled my ass tightly against him and I moaned as I felt his cock throb against my ass. The water warmed up and I pulled him into the shower with me. I stood with my back to the hot water, the water running down my body. He stood back just looking at me for a few minutes, watching the water run down my nipples. He leaned in, pulling me up to him, and began to lick the water from my nipples. I wrapped my hands in his hair, leaning my head back into the water as I lost myself in him. I ran my hands down his back, scratching him with my nails and I grabbed his ass pulling his cock to my pussy. We both moaned as his cock touched my clit. He leaned back and took it in his hand and slapped my clit with a few times as I moaned in pleasure. I dropped to my knees in front of him and flicked my tongue across his slit tasting his sweet precum. I looked up at him and smiled before I took the crown of his cock in my mouth. I moaned around his cock as I struggled to fit his cock in my mouth. I couldn't even get my fingers around him. He was so thick by the time I had a few inches of his throbbing cock in my mouth my warm mouth was stretched as wide as it has ever been. I took his hands and placed them on my head, hinting at him to help me out. He got the hint after a few minutes and pushed my head down on his cock, forcing me to take more of him into my mouth. My jaw ached at being stretched open to accommodate his massive cock but I hummed in pleasure when I finally felt him hit the back of my throat, his pubic hair tickling my nose. I stayed like that, just holding him in my throat, swallowing hard on his cock as he pulsed within my mouth. He released his grip on my head and guided me off before ramming his cock back into my throat. I took his balls in my hand and kneaded them as he fucked my face. His thrusts got deeper and deeper and then without any warning he pushed me off, turned the water off, and grabbed me up in his arms. He carried me to the bed, water dripping off our bodies, and tossed me down. He kneeled between my legs and slowly licked the water from my body before laying on his back and pulling me up to him. We kissed for a few minutes, him sucking on my lip in that way that made me melt over and over again. I kissed my way down his body. I took his cock in my mouth and without any prompting from me this time he grabbed my wet hair and wrapped it around his hands as he guided my mouth up and down his shaft. He got a good rhythm going and I gagged on his cock as he hit the back of my throat harder and harder with each thrust. My jaw had never ached so much in my life as I struggled to keep my mouth wide enough to suck him and breathe through my nose. His thrusts became more erratic and I knew he was getting close so I took my finger and held it up to his mouth, making him suck on it before I slit it gently into his tight virgin ass making him moan out out. As soon as my finger was buried in his ass he came hard, filling my mouth with spurt after spurt of hot delicious cum. I'd tasted a lot of cum in my mouth but Austin's was by far the sweetest. I held it in my mouth as his cock continued to erupt. When he was finally spent I removed my mouth from his cock and looked up at him. I opened my mouth wide and let him see the cum in my mouth before I swallowed it down. He grabbed me and pulled me up to him and kissed me deeply, tasting his own cum on my tongue. When he finally caught his breath we both stood up and he took my hand in his and took me to the shower where we washed each other's hair and used our soapy hands to clean each other up. As the shower started to get cold Austin turned so his back was towards the water and pulled me to him, my back to him, as he wrapped me up in his arms, and just held me as he nuzzled my neck. I was sad when the shower got too cold for us to stay in there and even more sad as I watched him get dressed. He kissed me goodbye and as I closed the door I leaned back against it sighing. Things would get too complicated if I let myself get attached to that amazing man. I silently kicked myself for the feelings that were stirring up in me but I smiled like an idiot when my phone rang, alerting me to a text message from Austin. "That was fun babe! We need to do that again soon!" Could my life get any better? Secret Life of a Guilty Wife Ch. 04 It was a Friday night which these days were just a sad reminder of why I had asked my husband to move out in the first place. His band was practicing... Again. Now don't get me wrong, I was happy he had interests and hobbies outside of work and the house. I think it's healthy but almost from the beginning he would choose his band over me. The final straw had been a couple of months before I asked him to move out. I was sick and had to go to the emergency room and because my heart wasn't beating normally the doctor wanted to admit me overnight for more tests. Instead of staying with me while I was scared my husband called his dad, told him what was going on, and then went to practice with his band leaving me alone in the hospital, scared and furious and knowing without a doubt I'd always take the back burner to his band. That was the last straw. So Friday nights were a sore point for me. I wanted to get my mind off of things so I was getting ready to call up the girls for a night out when I got a text message from Logan saying that he wanted to have a little bit of fun and asking if I was free. I replied back that it sounded good and to come over whenever he was ready. Fifteen minutes later Logan showed up looking cute and innocent and sporting a hard on that was screaming for attention. We skipped any pretenses and just starting ripping each other's clothes off. I pulled him to my bedroom and he lay down, propping himself up on his elbows as he starred at me. I blushed crimson as his eyes wandered over my body before he reached out and pulled me to him. He kissed me tenderly, his lips the softest of any man I'd ever kissed in my life. He held my hips firmly and started to pull me to him but I stopped him. "Protection?!" He groaned that he didn't have any and well, I sure as hell didn't have any. I could tell he thought I was about to give him the red light so I enjoyed the look of surprise and awe that swept over his face as I slowly sunk down on his cock. We both moaned at how he felt in my pussy, nothing providing a barrier between us at all. It was an incredible sensation! I could feel every vein of his cock, every pulse of it as he sheathed himself in my wet pussy. I rocked gently on his cock, brushing my clit against his pubic hair as I did so. I was enjoying the slow pace but Logan wanted more. He wanted to cum fast and hard. He rolled me over on my back, keeping his cock lodged in me. He placed his hands on either side of my head and I grabbed hold of his biceps as he began to thrust into me in long, hard, deep strokes. Every time he pulled out his cock would brush against my g-spot and I'd gasp and cling harder to him. I wrapped my legs around his waist and dug my heels into his ass, pulling him deeper into me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him deeply as I screamed my orgasm. My pussy clenched tightly around his cock and he struggled to continue thrusting as it held him tightly in me as I rode out my orgasm. As I started to come down from the high of my orgasm Logan began to grunt and pound into me harder and harder until his young body went rigid and he buried his head in my neck emptying his potent seed into my fertile womb. I felt every spurt of cum from his cock and I clawed at his back cumming a second time as his cock pulsed in me. He collapsed on top of me and we stayed like that for awhile, catching our breath, our brains clearing from the fog of our orgasms. He eventually rolled off and we both let out a long sigh of contentment. He got up and started to get dressed. I lay there basking in the afterglow of my orgasms. As he pulled his jacket on he leaned in and kissed me. "Thanks doll!" I smiled at him as he walked out of my bedroom. I heard the front door open and close as he let himself out. I was getting ready to get up and go take a long bubble bath when my phone beeped. There was a text message from Austin. "I miss you. Can we hook up tonight?" I sent a quick yes as I went to get cleaned up for round two of the night. At least I wasn't on the back burner in everyone's eyes.