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A Visit From the Ex
by Alex (feedingfrnzy@aol.com)

***

After a long period of being divorced, two ex's 
remember past pleasures. (MF, cheat, oral, rom)

***

(1)

Even though Beth and I had divorced several years 
before, she was one of the few people that could show 
up at my front door unannounced without angering me. I 
heard a knock at the door, hopped up, and headed to the 
front door only to find the main door open and Beth 
peeking in through the glass of the screen door. She 
was staring directly at my large screen TV. I jogged 
immediately back to the couch, grabbed the remote and 
paused the DVD and changed the feed to satellite. 

I was embarrassed as hell. My ex-wife had just caught 
me watching a wild adult film. To make things worse, I 
had to meet her at the door with my cock half erect. I 
was expecting a judgmental look at minimum and possibly 
even as much as a lecture. Beth wore an executive’s 
suit of dark fabric, which made her appear a bit harsh, 
and I could just see her ripping into me.

To my surprise, I got neither. She just smiled and 
explained that some papers from a long forgotten 
insurance claim had arrived. She handed them to me and 
stood by my side as I flipped through the stack of 
stapled papers. I felt her place her hand in the middle 
of my back and leisurely rub a small circle as she told 
me what I needed to sign and initial. The mild intimacy 
of her hand on my back seemed a little unusual, but not 
terribly out of character. 

More than once as I was reading, I saw her glance down 
to where my erection bulged against the crotch of my 
jeans. I pretended not to notice her looks or even that 
her rubbing had changed to her scratching lightly with 
her nails. This definitely struck me as more erotic 
than simply friendly. In a slightly nervous voice, I 
told her I would read the mess and take care of them 
for her to send off. I said I would call her that 
evening so she could return and pick them up. She 
smiled, sighed lightly and left.

It took about an hour to read the documents Beth had 
left, fill in the necessary blanks and sign my name in 
a dozen places. I set them aside, took a quick shower, 
and splashed some cologne on my neck and stomach before 
calling Beth and telling her she could come get the 
papers in twenty minutes or so. 

I threw on some loose canvas shorts, commando style 
without underwear, and a sleeveless cotton shirt. I 
really did not think anything was going to happen, but 
Beth’s earlier reaction to me made me at least want to 
continue the tease. I flipped my DVD back on to give my 
dick a slight wake up call and waited on my ex to show 
back up for the papers.

Twenty minutes later on the dot, I heard a tapping at 
my front door. This time I had remembered to close it 
before putting the adult movie on my TV screen. I once 
again hit pause and changed the feed to satellite. I 
intentionally adjusted my partially hard cock to the 
front of my leg and walked to the door.

When I swung the door open, I could see that Beth had 
changed as well. She was wearing a loose pair of khaki 
shorts, a slightly cropped top and sandals. This was 
quite a different look from the business woman outfit 
she wore earlier. She stepped into the foyer and I 
closed the door behind her. I caught a whiff of the 
perfume I had bought for her when we first married and 
at least a couple times a year during our marriage. 
Thoughts passed through my mind in the blink of eye; 
forbidden thoughts, lusty thoughts.

Was she already wearing that scent earlier? Did I just 
not notice? What am I thinking?

(2)

Memories from years past flooded my mind. Beth and I 
had been married to others before we met, but her 
former husband had been the only man with whom she had 
ever slept. I, on the other hand had been around the 
block a few times. We played around a lot while dating, 
but nothing further. A strict upbringing made it a 
crime in her mind to have sex before marriage. 

I spent many nights finishing myself off thinking of a 
picture of Beth at seventeen that sat in her parent’s 
living room. It was of her in her cheerleader uniform, 
doing splits in a small skirt and tights. The sunlight 
played across her tights casting a shadow outline of 
her little pussy.

Even though we were in our mid-twenties, we really did 
not have sex until we married. That still seems odd to 
me even as I sit here years later and type out the 
story. After the ceremony, Beth and I had retired to a 
suite at a hotel. She was extraordinarily nervous. As 
we sat on the bed, me still wearing the remains of my 
tuxedo and her in a tasteful nightgown, she told me 
something that dropped a bomb on the evening. She had 
only had sex with her first husband eight times during 
their marriage, a span of some seven years.

She explained that she and her first husband tried at 
first, but she could not stand having his cock inserted 
into her. He caused her too much pain. Later, she had 
even spoken with her doctor about surgery to expand her 
slightly, but by then her husband had lost any 
interest. She was terribly upset that the same thing 
would happen to us. I am not going to lie, I was upset 
and felt that I should have been told this earlier in 
our relationship.


However, even though we had never had sex, Beth and I 
had felt around all over each other many times. I did 
not notice anything odd about her physically during our 
premarital sport. I loved her, so I was willing to go 
to great lengths to see that things worked out. 

I asked the obvious question: Did her ex have a huge 
cock? She too had felt me, so I knew she had something 
to go by. A monster dick turned out not to be the 
problem, as she stated he and I were about the same.

Did they play around before sex? When she looked 
confused at the question, I knew immediately I had 
found the problem. It was simple operator error.

I told her not to worry and we began kissing and 
stroking, as we had done many times during our 
courtship. I worked up and down over her lace-covered 
body until I could feel her breathing sharpen. I pulled 
off her panties and ran my fingertips lightly through 
her wet cunt. I lowered my head and kissed her just 
above her pussy lips, causing her to jump and tense. 

She calmed down and I slid my tongue into her and 
twirled it around. She sighed and relaxed. Using my 
tongue as a gauge, I could tell it was not ready for my 
entire cock. I continued tasting her until I felt her 
cum, even though it was lightly.

I crawled up onto her and asked if she was willing to 
spend some time in order to make our lovemaking 
pleasing and comfortable. Looking a little bleary from 
her first oral action, she nodded agreement. I grasped 
my raging hard cock and rubbed it around the entrance 
to her tiny box. I began sliding into her and only 
managed an inch before her face showed discomfort. 

I stopped at that depth and grasped one of her hands. I 
wrapped it around my cock and showed her the proper 
rhythm to stroke me. I never went any deeper that first 
night, but Beth kept up pulling me towards her until I 
finally came. I could see that the mere idea of getting 
me off thrilled her.

We repeated this same pattern for literally a couple of 
months after our wedding. We only paused for a few days 
during her period. We gained only a little bit each 
night, but it added up over time. The occasion that we 
finally got totally together was an exciting evening, 
Beth was thrilled and I had a custom fitted pussy for 
my satisfaction. At our next session, I surprised Beth 
by pulling her on top of me and putting her to work for 
a change. She started a little clumsy but finished very 
well. The sensation was out of this world.

Our lovemaking improved greatly that first year. 
Nevertheless, like too many marriages these days, our 
hearts and minds wandered away from one another over 
the following years. We divorced after about 8 years 
and I fell into a series of halfhearted relationships. 
Beth was alone for a few years before marrying a nice 
person and seeming to be happy. I heard down the rumor 
mill that he was often impotent, but I never placed 
much stock in such reporting.

We all lived in the same area and ran into each other 
from time to time. I do not think her new husband bore 
me any ill will. He was always cheerful, friendly and 
polite. Everything was following its usual pattern 
until the day she dropped by with some papers and 
caught me watching an adult video.

(3)

Now, she was back in my home, looking as sexy as in the 
old days. It was apparently a deliberate show, too.

Even at this point, I still did not anticipate anything 
happening. I could be reading a lot of things into what 
might just turn out to be an odd series of 
coincidences. I picked up the stack of papers and began 
flipping through them, commenting on certain parts and 
showing what I had filled in and where I had signed. 
Beth moved so close to me during this that we were 
touching on our sides from her hip against my thigh to 
my ribs above my elbow, where her shoulder reached on 
my taller frame.

I tried to concentrate on the matter of the paperwork, 
but my hands were slightly shaking and my cock began to 
harden even more. To make things worse, I glanced down 
and noticed that the front of her shorts were loose 
enough from her flat stomach for me to see down to her 
satin panties. 

I really wondered now if she was just trying to get 
even for me catching her looking at my crotch earlier. 
I tore my eyes away from the blue satin cloth covering 
what I would truly like to be seeing and turned towards 
her. As soon as I saw her eyes, I knew that she had 
been staring at my face the entire time and had not 
listened to a word I had said.

Her dark eyes locked onto my grey ones and neither of 
us said anything for what seemed like an eternity, but 
was probably less than half a minute. We silently 
leaned our heads forward and locked into an intense 
kiss. I had forgotten how soft were her lips and how 
luscious was her tongue. Her hands slid up my chest and 
locked around my neck and I skimmed her thighs as I 
brought my hands up to her waist. All remaining doubt 
about my intuition concerning her thoughts was gone and 
I pushed her back into the corner next to the door.

Beth reacted to this by maneuvering her hips so that 
our lower bodies were grinding together through the 
material of our shorts. Even though this seemed odd and 
erotic, it also felt familiar and comfortable. I 
dropped my right hand down and ran a finger up her leg 
and across the slick material of her panties, enjoying 
the sensation of her delicate mound and the split that 
divided it. I pulled outward on her shorts, slid in the 
rest of my hand and vigorously massaged her entire sex 
through her rapidly dampening underwear. Her kissing 
became wild and she began to sigh and moan her breath 
into my mouth and grip my neck forcefully.

I was so lost in lust by this time, I don’t think I 
could have heard a no if it were screamed at me. 
However, no such word was coming out of Beth’s mouth as 
it was locked onto mine in an unending deep kiss. I 
slid my hand up out of her crotch and deftly unbuttoned 
her short khakis and slid the zipper to the bottom. Her 
arms came down from her neck immediately, and the 
thought leaped into my head that she was going to stop 
things right there, pull up her clothing and leave.

Instead, her hands found my button and zipper and 
returned the favor by undressing me. When she realized 
that I had nothing on underneath, she grabbed my now 
throbbing dick and began stroking me. I reached both 
hands up to her breasts and kneaded them slowly while 
stopping occasionally to give each nipple a hard tweak. 
Her hand worked up and down me eagerly, squeezing down 
every time I assaulted her nipples. 

We were departed from this world, aggressively out of 
normal control. Beth suddenly stopped kissing me and 
pushed me away with her hands against my chest. She 
smiled up at me and let her shorts fall to the floor 
and stepped out of them. Her top followed the shorts to 
the floor after she pulled it over her head. I quickly 
followed suit in the speedy way that only a man as hard 
as a rock with a bold, yearning woman seducing him can. 

Beth still held me at bay with her little hands against 
my chest. By this time, she knew I could just take what 
I wanted. We both panted, wild eyed and craving 
pleasure. Beth slid down the wall to her knees and took 
my member into her mouth, running that great kissing 
tongue around my head. 

I grabbed her hair with both hands and vigorously drove 
myself in and out of her sucking lips. After several 
minutes of this, I felt myself filling up, in 
preparation of cumming. I pulled her completely off my 
dick and regained control of myself.

Taking her hands, I pulled Beth back to her feet and we 
joined lips once again. I lifted her entirely off the 
floor and carried her one room away to the living room 
sofa and laid her down. I literally tore her panties 
off and tossed them aside. Her sex was puffed out, 
shaved, slightly open and glistening wet. Beth spread 
her legs enticingly wide and I fell forward onto her. 
Her hand guided me in, sliding through hot, tight flesh 
in one brutal thrust.

We were motionless for a little while, merely pressing 
firmly against one another. It was not long before we 
could not take that anymore, and began pulsating in 
union. It felt purely instinctive, almost base animal 
fucking. I had to hold back to keep from filling Beth 
up with cum, but I knew I could not hold out for long 
and when I went, it was going to be explosive.

I heard Beth’s breathing become ragged and realized she 
was on the edge of an orgasm. I gripped her hips with 
both hands and drove hard into her clit with my pubic 
bone again and again. I didn’t slow down until I heard 
a familiar cry from my memory and felt the walls of her 
pussy clamping down on me in an even rhythm. I gave up 
any semblance of control and pumped her full of my 
juice, while my cock twitched in even timing with her 
pulsing internal muscles. It seemed to go on forever.

We returned to our usual senses after five minutes or 
so and kissed deeply once again. I don’t think either 
of us knew what to say; the entire interlude had taken 
place without any words at all. As my cock slipped from 
her slit, copious amounts of cum leaked out and down 
onto the couch. Beth hopped up and trotted off to the 
bathroom to clean up. I was left alone to blot the sofa 
with a paper towel and to try to fathom what had just 
happened. 

We were divorced. Beth was married. Yet, we had just 
fucked better than ever before. 

Beth returned ten minutes later, fully dressed and 
still smiling happily. I stood up and walked to her. 
She hugged me, kissed me hard on the mouth one last 
time, gathered up the papers she had brought and headed 
towards the doorway. As she opened the door, she looked 
over her shoulder and asked if next Thursday would be 
good for me. I stood dumfounded and slack jawed. No 
words would come, but my eyes smiled and my head nodded 
consent.

Oh, yeah. If it were anything like today, next Thursday 
would be just superb with me.

END

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