Bouncing Back Pt. 01

"Hi, Bobby. How you doing?"

I looked up to see Janey from an adjacent work group.

"Doing fine, thanks for asking."

"I don't recall seeing you here recently." I was sitting at the bar of the local after-work watering hole.

"No, been busy and, quite frankly, haven't felt all that sociable."

"Yeah, that divorce was a bummer. I can't imagine what a shock it must have been to find your wife in bed with another guy. And then to later find out she had been doing two or three at a time for a year."

"Yeah, tell me about it." I looked down at my drink. Janey was right, my marriage had been totally destroyed.

"Well, you're too nice a guy to let it keep you down. It's been, what, two months since the divorce became official?"

"Yeah, that plus several months since we split."

"That part of your life is over. It wasn't your fault. Susan was a total fool to play around when she had a stud like you back home. And what made it so much worse was spreading her legs for multiple guys."

"Tell me about it," I repeated myself.

"Sorry. I should keep my mouth shut but all your friends feel so badly for you. What you need is to do some dating. You would be surprised how many girls would jump at the chance."

"I don't know, Janey. I don't think I would be good company. Here I am, sitting at this bar talking to a good friend and our conversation just makes me more morose."

"You are so right, and that's my fault. I'm hungry, let's go get something to eat."

We drove in separate cars to a local pizza shop.

"This was a good idea. I'm glad you insisted we go out. We work together but never had much interaction."

"I guess that's partly my fault. I wanted to ask you out ever since your divorce was filed. But you didn't make any moves so I thought maybe I wasn't your type."

"I didn't say anything because everything was in so much turmoil."

"Take me back to your apartment, Bobby. I'm going to fuck your eyeballs out of your head."

I looked at her in complete surprise. "Uh, Janey, you really want to do that?"

"Yes, you dufus. I'll bet you haven't had sex since you and Susan split."

Twenty minute later she was seductively undressing as I stood frozen in place.

"Now your turn. Come on, Bobby,"

I finally got my mind in gear. This really cute girl was standing nude before me, wanting me! Moments later my cock was standing stiff and strong at a 45-degree angle. It had been six months.

"Oh, my, Bobby, what a great cock you have," she exclaimed as she took it in hand.

"Oh, my, this is going to fill me up. Forgive me for saying this but Susan was an abject fool to give up this monster." Continuing her hold on my cock, she pulled me to the bed. "I can't wait to have you inside."

As much as I wanted to quickly thrust into her inviting pussy, I was savvy enough not rush things. Instead, I gently nudged her legs apart and snuggled up to her pussy.

"Oh, Bobby, you don't have to do that. Come up here and fuck me."

I was proud of my pussy-eating skills and wanted to show off a little. I started off using a finger to play with her pussy, sliding up and down, gently spreading her lips. As she responded to my probing I entered her vagina. Gradually I penetrated deeper, then added a second finger. She pressed against me, wanting more.

I withdrew my fingers and pushed the tip of my tongue into her slightly gaped pussy. As her excitement increased, I reinserted two fingers, rapidly thrusting while I licked and sucked her clitoris. She grabbed my hand and forced my fingers deeper.

"Oh, god, oh god, oh so good. Oh Bobby...."

I let her come down from her climax before rubbing the head of my cock between her now glistening lips. I wanted to slam inside and relieve the frustration of the last few months. But feeling the entrance to her pussy, I gently entered.

"Oh, Bobby, you feel so good. Slow, honey, let me get used to your big cock."

With each small push I entered deeper until she had taken all but an inch.

"You ok?"

"God, yes, you are totally filling me."

"Got a little more. You want it?"

I pressed my cock the last inch and felt the tip bump against her cervix.

"Oh, be careful, Bobby. Oh, that causes me to tingle all over. God damn, you are deep."

I gave her a moment and then slowly withdrew and reinserted, again gently bumping her cervix. Some girls I dated found that painful but others, my ex-wife included, found it extremely pleasurable. Time to see how Janey responds.

"I've never felt anything like this, Bobby. I don't know whether to tell you to stop or to continue. Oh, even my toes are tingling. God...."

Not wanting to press the "point", I backed off with shorter strokes. My cock seemed a perfect fit for her snug tunnel. Damn, it felt so good and it had been so long. Could I keep going long enough to satisfy her?

Minutes later her pussy gushed with an impending climax.

"Oh, Bobby, oh baby, give me your big cock. Oh.... "

She grabbed my ass and pulled me deep. I felt a burst of pussy juice and shoved deep. Six months of cum spurt against her cervix. We stayed coupled, both exhausted physically and mentally. A good fuck is what I needed and Janey was accommodating.

"Bobby, that was so good. I needed that and it was obvious you certainly did too. I hope this isn't a one-time thing."

"I'm the one who should thank you, Janey. I was in a serious funk and who knows how long I would have moped around. We were pretty good together, weren't we?"

"God, yes. Mostly I don't climax when guys eat me. They never do it long enough. And your cock is not only fat but went deeper than anyone else. That first time you nudged my cervix sent sparks flying. I'm glad you soon backed off, I couldn't have taken much more. But it's something I want to try again. Next time?"

"Yeah. You are a great girl. I hope you will understand that I'm not ready for a relationship. The hurt and mistrust are too deep. But I would love to go out with you again."

"We could be friends, Bobby. Friends with benefits."

Our next date was the following Saturday.

It seemed funny that the last six months were the longest I had been without sex since I was a teenager. In college I met my now ex-wife Susan. We seemed a perfect match. She was smart, beautiful and great body. Up to that point she said she had sex with only two guys. She loved sucking my cock and we fucked like rabbits.

Times were good and we both landed decent jobs at companies in our town. Six months after graduation we married. Everything was going great until one day when I came home to pick up an office folder I had forgotten.

I found Susan in bed with some guy. They were going at it hot and heavy and didn't notice me. I watched from the doorway, seething. If I had had a gun, who knows what would have happened. The guy was fucking her doggy and noticed me first. He jumped, jerking his stiff cock from her pussy.

"What are you doing?" my wife exclaimed as she turned over, then saw me. The guy frantically pulled on his clothes as I stood in the doorway. I was inclined to slug him but instead stood aside as he rushed out. I focused on my wife who had pulled up the bedsheet to cover her nakedness.

I turned and left the house, staying overnight at a buddy's place. I went back in the morning to get new clothes. Susan was gone and some of her things. We talked on the phone and later met at a local restaurant. She was all apologetic and making excuses, first time, didn't know what she did, that sort of thing. It didn't fly with me. I suspected it wasn't the first time and not the only guy. Friends reluctantly updated me on her flings.

I moved my things into a friend's apartment. His roommate had just moved out so I agreed to share the rent. My name was on our apartment lease so I gave notice. I was stuck for the remainder of the month plus the next month.

Her first cheating was only a year after we married. Some guy that she worked with that went on for several months. And then he invited a friend to join them. So now my wife was doing threesomes and I was the oblivious dufus.

As time went on my dear wife expanded her circle of fuck buddies. The two guys became three. Not always the same guys, they apparently came and went. It didn't seem to matter to Susan and the word got around.

What was surprising, looking back, is that almost every night we had sex. I would eat her pussy and then we fucked. She always was well lubricated and I now suspect that much of that was from the other guys.

I filed for divorce. We had practically no joint assets so everything went easily and quickly and six months later I was single again. Susan took a transfer within her company to another location within the city and I learned more about my wife.

After the split I focused totally on my job, burying myself in projects and working late and Saturdays. It served me well as I gained a reputation for dedication and it was also a needed mental distraction.

****

"What do you want?" I asked in surprise as I opened my door.

"Hi, Bobby. Could I come in?"

"No. What do you want?" I again asked my ex-wife, Susan.

"I just want to talk. Just talk. Please."

"Your attorney said everything that needed saying. Go away."

"Please, Bobby. I know everything that happened was my fault."

"Yes, it was." I turned and walked back into the living room and she followed.

"I was such a fool to give you up. I know things will never be the same between us. I'm to blame and feel really bad. Since we broke up I've been doing a lot of thinking, and feel I know you an explanation."

"You know, Susan, I don't care to listen to your bullshit. You and I are finished. Get out."

"Please, Bobby, hear me out. Before we met, I fucked every guy who wanted between my legs. Sex became practically a hobby and I loved trying out lots of different cocks. When we began dating I wasn't honest about my sexual past. I promised myself that our relationship would be different. I tried very hard to be a good, loyal wife.

"About a year later one of the guys from my earlier days called. He was very persuasive and we fucked. Afterwards I felt so guilty and vowed never again but two weeks later I was again in his bed.

"Once I started, I just couldn't stop even though I knew all he wanted was pussy. I spread my legs to him and sometimes also his friends. No conversation, nothing, just sex. In spite of it all, I still loved you."

"Yeah, sure. You were a slut. You fucked guys and then came home and played the dear wife. Why are you here and why the late confession when it doesn't matter?"

"I know we will never again be a couple. But I was hoping maybe we could get together from time to time, have sex. No strings, just fucking. You have the absolute best cock and really know how to get my juices going."

What a line of bullshit! My ex-wife belatedly has regrets and is looking for a way back. What a bitch! I suddenly realized this was my opportunity for payback.

"You know where the bedroom is. Take off your clothes and spread your legs."

Without saying a word I lined up my cock and thrust deep. Her pussy was already sopping wet. She surprised me with a climax after only a couple of minutes. I wasn't close and continued to fuck.

"Is that what you want, Susan? A hard fuck?"

"God, yes! Fuck me, Bobby. Give me all of your cock."

I didn't hold back and pounded repeatedly into her pussy. This bitch wanted cock and I intended to use her like the slut she is.

"Do you like my pussy? Still nice and juicy, isn't it? I was with two guys before coming over here so I'm extra squishy. You like?"

It just registered what she was saying. Her pussy was full of cum and I was getting sloppy thirds. Fuck this. I pulled out.

"No, Bobby, fuck me. Please, I need your cock. Use me, fuck me hard."

Her pussy was stretched and leaking, leaking other guys' cum that coated my cock. In a rage I thrust deep, banging her cervix and causing her to yelp. Good, you want to be fucked? How about this? I pounded away, focused only on my sexual need and desire for payback.

I pummeled her pussy, totally oblivious to her reactions and added my cum to her well-used pussy. She climaxed at the same moment. I got up and went to the bathroom. Returning to the bedroom, Susan still laid spreadeagled, a finger toying with her engorged pussy.

"God, Bobby, you are the best. A big cock and you know just how to use it. I missed it so much. Can we do this again sometime?"

"Sure, Susan, whenever I'm feeling horny and Janey's busy, I might give you a call. But don't expect anything more than a hard fuck. Now get the fuck out of my home."

I actually enjoyed treating my ex-wife as a dirty whore to be used as I chose.

****

"What are you doing, Bobby? Can I come over?" my ex-wife texted me.

Janey had been gone for a week visiting her parents. What the hell, might as well get a good fuck.

'Yeah, but don't if you are bringing a pussy full of cum."

"Nope, been doing nothing and just took a shower,"

"Would you eat me?" Susan asked as she spread her legs. "I've really missed your tongue."

"Don't the guys you fuck go down on you?"

"I wish but all they want to do is fuck. Mind you, I'm not complaining. Only eighteen or nineteen, lots of stamina and recover quickly. But your tongue is like an appetizer before a fuck. Do me, please."

"Nope, it makes me sick to think about licking your pussy filled with cum. You want to fuck or not?"

"Yeah, I need it bad."

I slammed into her, not concerned in the least if she achieved orgasm. Too bad, she did.

"So, tell me about these guys you fuck. Same guys each time?"

"Mostly, two or three. Jim and Stan are just eighteen, can you believe it? Young, hard cocks. Greg is nineteen and has the biggest one. Not as big as you but close. They pound me one after another, then a second round, sometimes a third if they have time."

"That guy I caught you with in our bed, is he one of the guys?"

"No, he was sort of a one-off and pretty worthless. He's long gone. I wanted to stop fucking around but the guys kept calling and I couldn't say no. I even wondered if you would be interested in joining in sometime but never had the guts to ask. Afterwards I would clean up best I could and hope you wouldn't notice. I loved when you ate me but if my pussy was full, I couldn't take the chance."

"I wondered why you sometimes kept me from going down on you. So, your pussy was full of come and I was getting sloppy seconds, or more? And I thought your juicy pussy was because I turned you on. So, when's your next gangbang?"

"Next Saturday. The guys live at home so we get together at my apartment."

"OK if I come?"

I startled her with my question.

"I don't think that would be a good idea, Bobby. Why would you want too? You will get upset and create a scene."

"Other than an occasional fuck, you and I are finished. If we were still married, yeah, I might have shot someone. But now, what the hell, should be interesting to watch some young studs use you."

"And would you join in?"

"Maybe. Depends."

****

"Guys, this is my friend Bobby. We have known each other a long time," she made introductions to the regulars, Jim, Stan, and Greg.

Damn, these kids were fresh out of high school. I didn't blame them for taking advantage of some very willing pussy. Their gain, my loss.

"OK, guys, let's give my friend a good show." She removed her clothes and the three kids quickly followed. Naturally I checked out their cocks, curious what the attraction was. Decent size but I was bigger. Guess Susan liked the attention and variety.

She was immediately joined on the bed and took a cock in her mouth. One of the other guys pushed her legs apart and shoved his hard cock into her pussy. This obviously wasn't the first time she was double-teamed. The kid in her pussy didn't last long and was immediately replaced by the third guy.

Still naked, the guy who just finished and I watched my ex-wife be serviced on both ends.

"She sure likes to fuck. I don't recall that she ever mentioned your name. Are you also fucking her?"

"Used to all the time, but not recently."

"I wish my girlfriend would loosen up and let me fuck her. I'd sure like to try out her tight virgin pussy. But I guess I shouldn't complain. Susan was my first and I'm getting some great experience. I'm looking forward to college and horny coeds."

"So how long have you and your buddies been doing this?"

"Three or four months. Greg too. Stan was fucking her even when she was married. I'll never forget my first time. It actually felt rather neat, real juicy, after Stan did her, you know what I mean? You ever fucked her after someone else did?"

"Yeah, but didn't know it at the time."

"Must have been a big surprise when she told you."

"Yeah, you could say that."

"You going to do her after we finish? It might be a while, we usually take two turns each."

"Susan wants me to."

I pulled a kitchen chair into her bedroom and sat down to watch as the guys worked her over. She lay there, legs spread wide, her pussy puffy and red. A stream of cum leaked from her momentarily empty hole. She was fucked, one after another.

Finally, two kids dressed and left, leaving one guy who, if I counted correctly, was taking a third turn at Susan's pussy. And I thought I did well with a quick second recovery.

She lay there spreadeagled after the last guy pulled out. Finally opening her eyes and seeing me, she dreamily smiled. "I do love fucking, honey. Give me a minute, I need to pee and then you can take a turn."

I dressed and left before she returned from the bathroom. It was the last time I ever saw my ex-wife and never again responded to texts or calls. She was dead to me.

****

"A friend of mine is interested in you, Bobby," Janey said as we lay side by side after sex.

"Oh?"

"Her name is Rhonda. We have been best of friends for years. She's two years younger than you, just a kid.

"And?"

"She's someone you should meet."

"Are you tired of me already?"

"Heaven's no! I love dating you, love the sex. But let's be honest, I came along when you were down and out and I practically pulled you into bed. We are friends, good friends, friends with benefits. That doesn't have to end. But sooner or later you need to get on with life. And you're not the type of guy to jump from one bed to another."

"Are you trying to be a match maker?"

"Well, maybe, or not. Rhonda is tall, willowy, and smart, oh so smart. Finishing up her master's degree."

"Nice personality type, huh?"

"Come on, Bobby. You remember that picnic our company had last month? She was there. Do you remember the tall girl in the white shorts, the one all the guys clustered around?"

"Oh, yeah. The good looking one with the tight ass and long legs."

"Well, afterwards she asked about you and I gave her the full story. She's a nice girl, Bobby."

"And she knows about us?"

"Sure. I made it clear that you and I are friends, with benefits. Give her a call, Bobby. You might find yourself with two girls who love your cock. That enough incentive? One other thing: I heard you fucked your ex. Sex is all she's got to offer and nothing good will come of it. Trust me, she's no good for you."

"I know, a couple of revenge fucks. It's over, forever."

"Good. Give Rhonda a call."

I called and had a date for the next Friday. Saturday was my usual with Janey.

"This is sort of a blind date, isn't it?" Rhonda asked, making conversation. "I saw you with Janey at the company picnic. Afterward I wanted to know all about you. Funny how one glance and I was interested."

"And I saw you with all those guys clustering around."

"Yeah. I'm twenty-three, younger than almost any of them and those shorts do attract attention. I do some local TV ads and the weekend weather."

"Oh, that's why you looked familiar. You are the girl in the car dealership ad, the one in the convertible."

"Yup, that's me. I did some modeling in high school and my dad knows lots of people. So that helped. And I needed the extra money for school."

"Janey says you are finishing up a master's program."

"Last semester and I will be really glad when it's over. Working and doing school at night is a drag. But I think it will pay off. I'm due for a nice promotion once I graduate."

I would normally be tongue tied talking with a really good-looking girl but the conversation flowed.

"Janey said she rescued you from a bar stool."

I laughed. "Yeah, I was feeling pretty down and, well, you know how pushy she can be. I needed that push to get back into civilization."

"Well, from what she told me, your whole situation was a real bummer. But that's old news. Janey says the two of you get along well."

"That we do."

'I'm hoping we could go out together, Bobby. Is that too forward?"

"I was hoping the same."

"Look, I know about the friends with benefits you have with Janey. That works for both of you and doesn't bother me a bit. I want you and Janey to enjoy yourselves."

Rhonda and I had a nice first date, dinner and then a walk along the paths of a local city park. We held hand and finished the evening with a chaste kiss. It was one of the most exciting dates I ever had.

"So how did your date with Rhonda go?" Janey asked the next evening.

"We had a great time, dinner and a walk in the park. As you said, she's a very nice girl."

"Yes, she is. Don't pressure her, Bobby, just let things play out. In the meantime, I'm going to continue to fuck you every chance I can. How about now?"

****

The next month I split my time fairly evenly between Janey and Rhonda. Janey provided lots of pussy and Rhonda was the beautiful girl on my arm. No sex, however, which was beginning to bother me. I needed to know If our relationship was to go anywhere.

"I should have said something before now, Bobby. I was brought up in a very conservative family. Sex was for marriage. Ever since I was a kid guys wanted in my pants. The young guys were mostly satisfied having a good-looking girl as a date. Older guys want more, much more. I kept my legs tightly closed and became known by some not-so-complimentary names, ice virgin, that sort of thing.

"I eventually reached a compromise. If I liked a guy I would suck his cock. I became very good and acquired a taste for cum. I've sucked lots of guys and, other than not fucking, I'm no goody two-shoes.

"I like you very much and I'm glad you haven't pressured me for sex. Let's go back to your place and we can have some fun."

Back at my place I dropped my pants and shorts.

"Damn, Bobby, you are really big. Not my favorite size, I'm sorry to say. I like them long so I can show off deep throat but not quite this fat. I'll bet Janey loves how it feels in her pussy. Now just lay back and let me show you what I can do. Or at least try to do."

Rhonda didn't exaggerate and managed to take all of me. Her blowjob was the best and afterwards she snuggled up against me, hand on my now shrunken cock.

"Damn, girl, that was fantastic. But how do you get satisfied? Is there something I can do?"

"Would you like to eat me, eat my pussy? If I get undressed you have to promise not to try anything else. No cock, please."

I would have promised anything to get between this lovely girl's legs, even if only with my tongue. She undressed; her body was absolutely perfect, complete with bare, shaved pussy! I snuggled close and did my very best and was rewarded with a resounding climax some ten minutes later.

"Oh, Bobby, you were masterful. Thank you!"

"Other guys do this?"

"Occasionally, but mostly I am disappointed. I guess Janey didn't tell you, she and I play around. It works for both of us. She's now getting your cock and I'm giving you blowjobs. Balances out rather nicely, don't you think? You know what would be fun, how about you joining Janey and me?"

"In bed?"

"I'd love to watch you fuck her and you can watch us play around. But you have to promise, really promise, don't try to fuck me. That would ruin everything."