u/LunaVoxStories

My wife (28f) and I have been together 7 years. She’s always been insanely hot and our sex life has been pretty damn good, but last weekend at our usual lakeside campground something happened that I’m still trying to wrap my head around.

Saturday morning she went to take a shower. I was prepping the boat when I noticed another guy heading the same way. I remembered I’d left the bathroom door unlocked, so I got this weird gut feeling and jogged over. I spotted a crate by the wall, climbed up, and peeked through the cracked high window.

Some random guy had snuck in behind her. She thought it was me at first. She was moaning my name, pushing her ass back against him, telling him how big he felt.

Then she turned around and realized it wasn’t me.
She froze for a second… but she didn’t stop him. She let him keep going. He fucked her hard against the wall, made her cum so hard she squirted, and finished by creampieing her. They even made plans to meet up again later that day.

I watched the whole thing. Couldn’t move. I felt sick to my stomach but I was also harder than I’ve ever been in my life.
She came back to camp acting completely normal, like nothing had happened. We spent the rest of the day on the lake and had dinner like usual.
She still has no idea I saw it.

I don’t know what to do with this. Part of me wants to tell her everything. The other part can’t stop replaying it.
Anyone else ever been in a situation like this?

This happened last weekend and I still feel weird about it.

My husband Alex and I went to our 15 year reunion. He got bullied pretty bad back in high school, especially by this guy Ryan, the big jock who used to shove him around and embarrass him. Alex was nervous about going but I talked him into it. I wore a tight black dress that hugs my ass and tits.

We were drinking and catching up with people. At one point Alex went off to talk to some old friends. Ryan came up to me at the bar. He looked good, still tall and built. He started flirting right away, teasing me about how I used to look at him during football practice back then. I laughed it off but I was getting wet.

We ended up dancing. His hands were all over me, grabbing my ass and pulling me against him so I could feel how hard he was. Before I knew it we slipped out to the parking lot and got in his truck.

I told myself it would just be kissing but it went way further. He pushed my dress up, went down on me right there in the backseat until I came hard. Then he pulled out his cock, thick and a lot bigger than Alex’s. I sucked him for a bit before he bent me over and fucked me from behind. He was rough, slapping my ass, pulling my hair, telling me how much better he fucked me than my husband ever could. I came again so hard I had to bite my arm to stay quiet.

He flipped me onto my back and finished deep inside me. I felt him pumping everything in. After we were done I cleaned up as best I could with some napkins, fixed my makeup, and went back inside like nothing happened. I sat next to Alex the rest of the night with Ryan’s cum still leaking out of me.

When we got home Alex was horny and wanted sex. I let him even though I was still messy from Ryan. He had no idea.

That’s it. One night. I feel guilty as hell but I can’t pretend it didn’t happen.

Has anyone else hooked up with someone from their past like that at a reunion?