Chapter 59


    ~Christopher’s POV~


    Iy beside my wife, regretting my actions once more, but this time there was nothing I could do to


    undo what I’d already done. The fucking control was something I failed to maintain. I couldn’t let her


    down. But, on the other hand, how long would she be willing to put up with it? I was terrified that I


    would lose her, and now I am even more terrified than I was before. As she drifted off to sleep, I stared


    at her. She was wless in every way. What was she doing at the swingers’ club if she wasn’t having


    sex? You might wonder? People who frequent such establishments do so in order to have sex. Camille


    never had sex. My first cherry-popping experience, and it had to be with my wife! This is fantastic, to


    say the least. I never thought I’d ever sleep with a virgin since I couldn’t see one growing up. Each and


    every person I came across had a wealth of knowledge when ites to sex. I even thought virgins


    would beme, but my wife, Cam Grayston, was the fucking opposite ofme. It’s safe to say that


    she banged me on the spot. She met my thrusts with the deftness of someone who had been doing it


    for years. This woman is going to be the death of me. I kissed her and drew her close to me and


    whispered.


    “I love you.” I did not receive a response. She was already fast asleep. As she slept, a flood of filthy


    thoughts rushed through my mind. In the end, I caved into my passion and did exactly what my


    subconscious wanted me to do. I lifted Camille up and ced her on top of me, forcing my crotch deep


    into her pussy with my bare hands. She winced in response to the agony, but then her eyes opened to


    greet mine. She rubbed her eyes and returned to her sleep with a smile. Slowly, carefully, and with my


    cock still in her pussy, I positioned her by her side of the bed and brought her close to me. And we slept


    with my cock still in her pussy.


    I opened my eyes the next morning to discover Cam was still asleep. My cock was still alive and well


    inside her. As I watched her sleep, she was absolutely gorgeous. She began to sway her hips as if she


    could sense the presence of an erect cock in her groin area. She slowly opened her eyes to meet mine.


    Last night, she was a little tipsy. I’m hoping she’ll remember what we did. She brushed her lips against


    mine, which caught mepletely off guard. And I pressed myself forward. She moaned in the kiss.


    Immediately, I recognized her desire and gave it to her. Damn, this woman is going to be the end of


    me. I began slowly thrusting my hips as her hands drew me into a passionate kiss. I wasn’t nning on


    having sex this morning, but my cock was already firm within her. I lifted her leg and immediately began


    thrusting. Her breasts swung up and down in response to my thrusts. I pulled her over and began


    hammering deep inside her with one of her tits tucked into my mouth. By the time I was finished, she


    was struggling to catch her breath. She rose and made her way to the bathroom. No matter how


    enraged Cam bes, she will always smile and greet me. Today, however, she did not, and I was


    curious as to why.


    ~Cam’s POV~


    An intense scorching feeling between my legs woke me from my sleep. I was helpless in the face of


    anguish. I gently blinked, my eyes open to meet Chris’s. When I caught a glimpse of him beaming at


    me, I knew it was his cock in the space between my thighs. As the sun beat down on my cheeks, my


    skin was unable to withstand the blistering rays that prated through the ss windowbined


    with the ones that prated between my legs. Everything that transpiredst night was poured into


    my consciousness this morning. I wanted to fight for a drink. No matter what I did, my virgin core


    throbbed nonstop. I knew I desired him, I wanted him to fill me with his cock, but I also realized that he


    saw me as nothing more than a small girl. Part of me didn’t want to shed any tears in front of him, but


    when he offered that we drink together, part of me knew that we’d do more than drink. Well, initially I


    thought we would only touch. Everything devolved into an out-of-control smooching fiesta and then into


    endless fucking. Chris’ cock intruded on my space in ways that I had never been invaded before. It


    struck all the proper areas in my virgin kitty, and it caused me to yell his name over and over again for


    the rest of the evening. I had a fucking fiestast night, which was a fucking st. I was having so


    much fun that I woke up to yet another scorching feeling, which coincided with my pussy overflowing. I


    knew I wanted him to do what he did to mest night. But I can’t tell him. I’m too shy to tell him I want


    him to explore my pussy all over again. I looked at his well-sculpted chest with the eyes of a ravenous


    young hyena. Unfortunately, my kitty was not up to the challenge. It failed me terribly. It began


    squeezing his cock till it was hard as a rock and started twitching inside my sex.


    Damn it!


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    I could feel him shift his hip a little, and God, I wished he would move even more as I clung to him


    tighter. I nced at his chest once more, as if he was encouraging me to touch it. Hell! What a fine


    specimen of a husband he was. I knew that the situation we were in was already precarious and


    perhaps dangerous. I could tell he just wanted to sleep inside me. My sex, on the other hand, was not


    soothing. It throbbed and throbbed nonstop. I tried to clench my legs to stop it. But that was merely a


    ruse to get Chris’s enormous cock toe along for another ride. I licked the inside of my lower lip and


    gently opened my eyes to meet Christopher’s. My legs were mped once more, but my sex resisted


    by clutching his cock even harder, sucking the life out of it. Fuck! Ipletely lost myposure and


    kissed him. With each tug of my arm, he slowly forced his way inside of me, and I moaned my way into


    his lips.


    “Oh.” I mewled even louder when he elevated my leg to examine my sex in greater detail, he made me


    watch as his cock thrust in and out, as my pussy swallowed his cock whole. When he was through, I


    was on the verge of crying because I knew what we had done would bring me a great deal of


    difort in the future. I wanted him. I’ve been wishing for him to see me as a woman for a long time.


    I’m well aware that I’lle to regret it, but I just want to soak up everyst beat of it. I have no qualms


    about him being my first. Even with the divorce, I still love Chris. I know it’s weird, but I still have


    feelings for my ex-husband. He haspletely damaged my sexual experience. I am convinced of this.


    I will never surrender myself to another man but him. I threw him one final scowl and walked over to the


    bathroom.