As a background, I was never good at attracting women or getting laid in my high school or college years. I was tall, skinny and nerdy. As a result, I was in a constant state of horny much of my life. In my third year in college, I met a girl who agreed to date me. She started putting out relatively soon which put me in hog heaven.

Soon after marriage, she started to turn off the tap relenting only to having two kids. I subsequently found out that her mother raised her and her sister to view sex as a lifetime meal ticket. She would begrudgingly offer herself once every six weeks or so and only if she wanted something. She forbade me for pursuing my hobbies of flying and SCUBA diving because it was “too dangerous”. She was a control freak who actually suppressed her orgasm so as to remain in charge of the situation. She would do demeaning things during sex like waiting until I was ready to cum and then saying, “Are you through yet?” or “Do you want chicken for dinner?”.

Moving forward 4 years, I had fulfilled my ROTC commitment and was working at a major manufacturer when I got a call from her. She said “Ray is hitting on me. What should I do?”. Ray was my best friend and a former coworker who was also in a sexless marriage. His wife and my wife had become best friends probably because they both shared the same opinion of sex. I then asked my wife “What do you want to do?”. She then responded, “I want to do him". I was blown away but aroused to the point where I could not get up from my desk for 20 minutes due to a giant boner. I could not wait to get home.

I drove home as fast as I could at the end of the day. When I pulled into the driveway, she was sitting on the front porch steps waiting for me. As I walked up to her she looked up to me and said “I did him.”. Then without prompting, she took my hand, lead me into the bedroom and proceeded to fuck my brains out with an enthusiasm I had never seen before. Needless to say, I was in heaven.
For the next week, she would do Ray every day in the afternoon and me in the evening frequently leaving his cum in her for me. I then suggested that we invite Ray over for dinner the coming Friday night (as his wife was out of town). At this point, Ray did not know that I knew he was railing her.

Friday came and Ray came over in the afternoon while I was at work to blow a load in her and left. She prepared and served dinner. None of us were drinkers so all of us were sober. After dinner we sat on the sofa and talked for a bit. I could see Ray was a little bit nervous but tried to hide it. I leaned over and whispered into my wife’s ear “Go take off your bra.”. She excused herself and went into the bedroom. She returned and we continued to talk. A little later, I started to unbutton her blouse slowly. Ray’s eyes got as big as saucers. I proceeded to pull out her left tit and fondle it. Ray sat there frozen. I reached over, grabbed his hand and placed it on her right tit. It was now game on. No words were spoken.

I got down on my knees and started sucking her left tit. Ray followed my lead by doing the same to her right tit. I next placed my hand inside her waist band and hooked her slacks and underwear. Ray did the same. She lifted her butt slightly and we both pulled her pants down and off her. Her blouse was now off, and we started to both fondle her. She then spread her legs allowing us access to her pussy. We both started spreading her lips enjoying the wetness and residual cum from earlier that was flowing from her.

I looked over at Ray and without a word, nodded. We then slipped two fingers each in her and explored her wet tunnel. She then put her arms around each of our necks and smiled indicating she was ready for more. In one movement, Ray and I lifted her off of the sofa by her arms and her pussy placing her on the carpeted floor face up. I proceeded to kiss and finger her while Ray stripped. He took over while I stripped.

Ray and I looked at one another and he said, “You first.”. I slid into her moist pussy and started railing on her while Ray kissed her and sucked her tits. I soon shot a huge load into her and stayed in until I went flat. Before she could leak, Ray took my place and filled her again. During this time she did her best to keep from cumming.

By this time, I was hard again and jumped back into her to leave another load. When I filled her again, she saw that Ray was on his back with his boner straight up in the air so she immediately rolled on top of him impaling herself on him. Seeing this sight of his dick deep in her, I instantly became hard again and attempted to add my dick to her pussy. Unfortunately, she pushed me away still resisting the urge to cum.

Once Ray blew another load in her, we carried her into the bedroom keeping her slightly butt up to keep all of that cum in her. We put her face up on the bed and I proceeded to mount her. At this point, she could not hold back any longer so when I blew another load into her, she had the most mind-blowing orgasm I had ever seen. Ray took over again to blow another load in her. She started having one orgasm after another for the rest of the evening. Ray and I did her one more time each at which point she was delirious and exhausted. We each hissed and hugged her profusely for about half an hour letting her know that she was loved and appreciated. Ray finally got dressed and left. My wife instantly fell asleep with 9 loads of cum still inside her.

The next morning, she gently woke me up and with a big smile and a loving attitude and said, “Fuck me!”, grabbed me and pulled me on top of her. As I drove into her, I was treated to the amazing feeling of cutting a wake through all of that cum still sitting in her. I was almost dry but I managed to dump another load in her after railing on her for half an hour.

So, in 15 hours, she took 10 loads and experienced orgasms that she had been resisting since we met. In the following two weeks, her personality had changed. She was sweet, loving, caring and fun to be with. She banged Ray and I every day in those two weeks trying to make sure that there was residual cum in her pussy for the next fuck.

Unfortunately, it was not to last. After two weeks, she got an attack of the guilts and went back to her cranky, nasty frosty self. Sex was again just for getting what she wanted from me. When we moved to Miami, she did bang our contractor to get free upgrades to the house. After ten years of marriage, I had had enough and found another woman who was loving, beautiful and loved to fuck. When she found out about my affair and that I could not be convinced to stay with her, she offered to have me come over once a week to bang her after I married just to keep her hooks in me.
I will, however, never forget the best three weeks of my life from a really bad marriage.

Three weeks of heaven in a 10-year bad marriage