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Freddy in the Bathroom: My Wife's Confession

Date: 10/15/2014, Categories: True Story, First Time, Latina, Rape, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Wife, Author: rat_race, Rating: 94.6, Source: sexstories.com

then, I didn't know why they turned me on so much. They just did. And so the truth is that I spent a lot more time feeling out Freddy's balls, than I did squeezing his dick.” “So is that why you always pay so much attention to my balls? Is it because Freddy's balls turned you on so much? I mean, do you ever fantasize about Freddy’s balls, when you’re playing with mine?” I asked Bea point-blank, while staring into her eyes, “Hey, you can be honest with me, because I think I already know the answer to that one anyway.” Bea kept her eyes focused on mine as she slowly nodded her head a few times. “That's what I thought. So, how did it feel to you while Freddy was humping away at your pussy?” I asked. “Do you want me to lie to you, or tell you the truth?” “The truth would be good right now.” “Okay," Bea said, pausing for a moment to take a deep breath, and then slowly exhaling, before she went on to admit to me, "It felt absolutely incredible! That's how it felt. God, I loved having Freddy's dick inside me! And that son of a bitch actually made me cum when he was fucking me. But then that shouldn't surprise you. You know how much I love to fuck.” “Looking back on everything, how do you feel about Freddy now? I mean you just got done calling him a 'son of a bitch.' Do you hate him for what he did to you that Sunday afternoon? I mean, you do realize that Freddy raped you that day in the bathroom?” “Yes, I do know that Freddy raped me. But I don't hate him for doing it,” Bea said. ... “Don’t forget that I cooperated with Freddy the whole time. So I really can’t blame him for everything that happened. I have to take some responsibility for my part in all of it. I could have screamed for help, or tried to run away, or done other things to try to escape the situation. But I didn’t. "Instead, thanks to my own sexual curiosity--and my own horniness--I chose to let Freddy go ahead and have sex with me. So the truth is, I let Freddy rape me that day. Heck, I even held my pussy open for him, and helped him do it. And after he left, I wanted him to come back and do it again. I'm the one who has to live with all that.” “Yeah. That must be a hard pill to swallow.” “Who knows? Maybe it was just something that was destined to happen. The truth is that, without Freddy, I know I wouldn’t be the person that I am today.” “I’m curious. After you had sex with Freddy, did you find yourself masturbating more often?” “Definitely,” Bea answered, “But I still always did it late at night, while I was lying in bed.” “Did you masturbate later that same night? You know, after you had sex with Freddy that afternoon?” “Yes, I did,” Bea nervously admitted, obviously feeling embarrassed again. “I woke up and played with myself over and over again throughout that entire night. God, I had never felt so horny in my entire life! "And after that first night, I masturbated a lot more often than I used to. I just couldn't help myself. I would wake up in the middle of the night, with my hand on my ...