Beginnings Ch. 02

Someone rubbed his erection on my cheek. Hands squeezed my breasts. Then my legs were suddenly on this black guys shoulders and a cock penetrated me. I turned my head to see what Kathy was screaming about, and my mouth was instantly filled with hard cock. Kathy was being fucked by two guys at once. I couldn't tell if her moans were pleasure or pain or both.

It seemed as soon as one guy finished with me, he was replaced by another. There were no condoms. Each guy added his seed to the others. It went on for hours with all the guys waiting their turn to fuck me. I started to sober up. With a clear mind, I should have retreated and saved what dignity I had left, but I didn't. Every guy screwed me at least twice and I encouraged them for more. I was filled and covered in cum. They left no hole untouched. I couldn't remember being so sore. My vagina burned to the touch.

I was such a slutty whore but, to my own surprise, I loved it. How could I do this and feel no remorse?

Eventually, they dressed and said they had to get back to base. Each guy kissed us goodbye and left. Kathy and I just looked at each other, laying on separate beds for the longest time, saying nothing. I mean what could we say?

I was a mixture of feelings. But it's what I didn't feel that was alarming. I didn't feel guilt, shame or embarrassment for screwing five guys.

I felt justified and vindicated.

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It's hard to explain but it didn't feel like true justice was served until Chuck suffered the same way I did. So, after dinner one night, I sat in the den and told him I had been unfaithful. I told him it was with more than one man. He assumed I had several men at different times. I did not tell him it was all at once.

He erupted like a volcano, threw a lamp through a window and screamed all the profanities he knew at me. In all the years I knew him, I'd never seen that side of him. He told me I was a whore and for me to get the hell out of his house.

I stayed with a friend, to let him cool off. A week later at work, I was served divorce papers. I would not sign them. I called every day and messaged Chuck over and over to forgive me, but he wouldn't talk. My heart was in pain. I left a message I was going over to get some of my things at a particular time.

When I showed, a young bikini-clad surfer girl opened the door for me. This little cunt opening the door of my house for me? I know now he invited her over to just stick it to me. I also know that he fucked all kinds of girls while we were separated. But I remained faithful, taking care of my new granddaughter.

A year passed during which we would see each other at family functions and act cordially towards each other. Then, out of the clear blue, he invited me out to dinner to discuss some investment things. I immediately agreed. In fact, there was nothing he couldn't have mailed. It was then I realized it was his feeble attempt to reconcile.

He said he wanted to show me his new furniture. The only furniture I remember was the headboard banging against the wall. He fucked me like a crazy man.

From then on, every time we got together, we ended up in the sack. That brings me up to the present time. He still hasn't told me he forgives me but I think that's his pride.

I finally told him about my lost night of sin with the marines. I hesitated to share the details but he kept insisting. When I finally gave into his request and told the whole story of my lost night his reaction was not what I expected. Instead of the anger I expected, he listened carefully and focused on my feelings. Go figure. I'm learning new things about him I had no thought existed.

I can't redo what has been done but I know now our love is real and, no matter what, I was destined to be with this man.

Our journey has revealed many things about each of us, our sexuality, and the very nature of love. Where are we going from here? I have no clue but we are going together. We remarried in front of family and friends. He took me back to Paris for our honeymoon. This time I was on birth control.

To be continued?