Husband’s Unexpected Return
Husband’s Unexpected Return
Hello my valued readers, as some of you know, I’ve decided to chronicle my life with blogs, personal emails, and stories, depicting my changing sexual life over the past year, since my husband was sent overseas to Iraq after only two weeks of marriage, so yes, I’m an Army wife, a very, very sexually active Army wife. I am extreme feelings of guilt about my cheating on David, my husband of only a year, but I’ve realized over the past year that my submissive nature is something that I have a problem controlling.
I never considered myself as a sexual person, much less a woman that would cheat on her partner, and now that I’ve experienced the most extreme sexual activities over the past year with my lover and surrogate husband Dean, I’ve become addicted to it and to him. But worst of all, I’ve become a perpetual cheater, because I’ve been sleeping with Steve, Dean’s best friend, constantly, actually he’s become the youngest lover that I sleep with perpetually.

So that everyone reading my chronicled electronic diaries can understand, I am who I’ve become and I realize that I’m a whore, I do feel guilty and I am ashamed of myself because I used to call girls like me, WHORES!!!! But I’ve become sexually obsessed and have taken to extreme sex as a part of my sexual personality, and I love to cheat, even-though I feel guilty about it. So there you have it, I’ve exposed myself, without exposing myself. Anonymity is very important, so I’ve adopted the name Californiafeelin as my alias, to tell my experiences freely without condemnation or judgment from family or friends.
My David came home, on leave, for two weeks, which only ended up being ten days. It was ten days of unrelenting fucking, with tons of dirty talking, fantasizing, role playing and anal sex, and I was never tender or sore, and It’s because I’ve been fucking so many different men, at least 25 out of 30 days, every month for almost an entire year.
Dean, my young college student neighbor and lover/ surrogate husband, has been living with me for the entire time that my husband was away.
Deans clothes are side-by-side in my husbands dresser drawer and his suits and shirts are also hanging side-by-side in my husbands’ walk-in closet. I was being shared, again, by Dean with his two cousins, one younger, at 18, and his name is Chaane pronounced (Chain), and the other cousin was Reid, who was older, and my favorite, being 48 and very powerful and enjoys rough sex, extreme rough sex! Dean and his two cousins were fucking me for 6 days, and living in the house and taking turns with me, as-well-as having me together in gang-bangs also.
I was used and whored out in the best ways possible and I loved every minute of it, but thankfully, as we finished our afternoon orgy, they went back to work and would not return until 9 or 10 pm. I passionately kissed each of my three lovers, especially Reid, the older cousin of Dean, wishing them a good workday and letting them know that I wanted them individually that night, and letting Chaane know that I wanted he and I to sleep alone together tonight as the other two slept in the guest rooms, he was thrilled and so was I, especially because he has the energy of a rabbit and I was in the mood for fucking, non-stop until the morning.

I watched them leave and no more than than twenty minutes later as I went upstairs to take a shower, I heard the front door open and slam shut. I thought it was Dean, coming to claim my pussy as his own, but it wasn’t it was my husband, and he stepped in the shower with his military uniform and boots, but I didn’t notice until afterwards.
I called him Dean and said, “ haven’t you had enough from this morning and this afternoon lover”? When my husband turned me around, he kissed me deeply, and then asked, did you call me Dean? I screamed in fear, and guilt, but he thought that I screamed in joy, I composed myself and we kissed passionately, and because of the loudness of the shower he didn’t actually hear what I had said, so I deflected his question by turning the shower head against the wall and gave him a memorable blowjob,
and I swallowed every drop of his tangy cum, I felt so proud and happy to finally let his cock take what was his and since he’d always wanted to fuck my ass, I turned around and slid his shrinking cock in my ass, and he became as hard as a rock and I completely forgot how beautifully large and veiny his cock was, I LOVED IT, I LOVED EVERY MINUTE OF IT! Because David loved role playing, and because I was so submissive, he told me how he was thinking of me eating pussy, and going on dates with different lesbian college girls,
so we fantasized as he fucked me with a vengeance for being a cheating lesbian whore-wife. My husband fucked my ass so hard that he actually pulled out some of my hair, and it hurt so good! We fucked until the late afternoon, as I made him fantasize about me eating as much pussy as possible while we watched and listened to lesbian porn as we fucked furiously, it was wonderful. I orgasmed 6 times and he came inside me three times, mixing his cum with the other three men I had slept with, because I actually didn’t get a chance to clean up properly before he entered the shower.
David fell asleep on our bed, facing the external wall, so with his back turned to me I covered him with our cum stained sheets, from the other men I fucked, then quietly tip-toed out of the room. I intended to immediately call all of my lovers, but I was grabbed from behind and collared with a tight dog-chain. It was Steve, he had been living in the large basement storage space, next to our washer and dryer, no one knew, not even Dean. Steve had been fucking me privately, and watching me fuck other men and hiding in plain sight.
I thought he was at work, but he was there all along, watching me fuck Dean and his cousins for two weeks, and finally he thought that he would have me for himself, when my husband came in the shower, apparently he hid in the guest room and watched us secretly fuck, so when my husband fell asleep and I snuck out of the room, he took what had been his, all for himself and I let him, I actually fucking let him fuck me, right there, right behind my sleeping husband, who just came back from serving his country.

He shoved his thick cock in my ass as we walked back into the room and I picked up all of Deans clothes and put them in the guest room storage bins, Steve fucked me quietly but fiercely or I would say, angrily as we transferred everything that was out of place, and everything that needed to be hidden.
I began to realize that I loved Steve because I would do anything for him, and I loved that I could cheat on my husband and Dean, without them ever having a clue, but Steve would know and would love me more for being a cheating whore and that turned me on in a crazy way.

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