Zoe’s Secret Lust - Sex Stories

Zoe’s Secret Lust

... loudly. Eventually, Zoe released my head from the grip of her thighs and stood up.

Later that night Zoe and I cuddled up on the sofa like a normal couple. I told her how much I enjoyed our little sordid session and she agreed that it was extremely hot. Then she dropped a bombshell on me.

"I want to see Rafe again." She told me, looking directly at me.

"What?" I replied, honestly shocked.

"I've been chatting to him this week and I miss fucking him. You told me to be honest with you, to tell you everything, well here I am, giving you the honest truth. I want his cock inside me again. I'm sorry if that hurts to hear, but it's true."

It did hurt, like a bitch. "What if I object?" I asked, knowing the answer.

"Well" Zoe said, avoiding my question, "I'm asking for your permission to see him again."

"..Fuck him again." I corrected her. Zoe shrugged.

"What happened to all this 'fixing our marriage' stuff?" I asked.

"I am, for us, but I want to fulfill both of our needs," She said. "That dildo you used on me, reminded me of him." She said, holding my hand. "I want to feel his cock fucking me, a real cock, I want you to watch him fuck me, you said you wanted to know everything. But, you may not like it."

"Shit." I said aloud. It felt like all this was for nothing. I did my best these past few weeks, and she still wanted more.

"Why?" I asked. Realizing I was asking the same question when I first learned of her affair. We had come full circle.

"Oh ...

... come on, you know you wanted to find out what we did! What he did to me! Why it turned me on so?" She sighed. It was true, I was immediately curious, rather than angry and the fact she was being honest with me made it even hotter.

"Okay, tell me." I said, hesitantly. She started, then paused, taking a different tack.

"Look, Rafe wants to fuck me again, and he's willing to apologize for what we did to you last time."

"And what he did to you, did you forget?" I reminded her. He exposed her, left his phone with her pics on it in bar. Ratted her out to her husband.

"What do you expect me to say?" I asked.

"Say you'd love to watch him put his big cock inside your slut wife and savagely fuck her brains out." Zoe looked up at me, expectantly. Weeks of being honest, of exploring every sexual taboo, of giving her everything I had, came to this.

"What does he give you, that I can't? I asked, defeated. It was the only question I ever wanted answered, the one I feared the most.

"Pete" she started, oddly serious, in an almost trance-like voice. "You are my husband, my love, my safe harbor, my provider. Even at our most erotic sex play, we hold back, we protect each other, it's why we love each other. Even as these last few weeks have been amazing! I mean, so much more than I ever expected. You are my true love, my hero."

I was about to say something, but she continued. "Rafe takes what he wants from me, no holding back. Roughly, violently, urgently, passionately. No ...