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I get so horny hearing about my wife’s past boyfriends! One night a long time ago (when she was still fun), she let us role play. I pretended to fuck her like I was him, and she moaned his name while I did it. Made me cum sooooooo hard!!!

I agree.
My wife told me a story that gets me rock hard every time I think about it. I should probably post it alone.
We'd been married 22 years before she squeaked it out. We were at the beach on the balcony watching the sun set. I was sipping whiskey. She was buzzed after a few glasses of wine. We grew up in a small town and I knew she'd been with three guys before me but she never told me this story.
It was the year before she was to start high school and int the middle of a relationship with the guy that took her virginity.
Her friend's parents rented a beach house and invited her to go.
Her friend's parents left the two of them to enjoy the beach while they went into town and to see a jazz concert. They would be back late. Some older college guys were next door tossing a football on the beach invited them over. They hung out with them and as the day went on, someone brought out a joint. This would not be the first time she'd smoked pot. She took a few hits and began getting close and flirty with one of the guys. She said his hand began exploring up her legs and soon after he'd pulled her bottoms to the side and had a finger in her. She confessed that she was very aroused.
He whispered in her ear, "wanna go F**k?" She winked at her friend and the two went inside. This is the part that gets me to this day.
I asked, 'what happened next?'
She punched me and said, 'What do you think happened? HE F*CKED ME!"

Most women have experienced a scenario such as yours. I was single, and 32 at the time. Frank was graduating high school, and his 18th birthday was the day after his graduation. I knew Frank from the neighborhood, his parents are friends with my parents. We exchanged numbers at the party, texted all night, and continued all week. By next weekend I went to a beach party with him, had a wonderful time. On the drive home, I thought to myself I haven’t gotten laid in a year, this young man was flirting, so why not? I invited frank up to my apartment, he stayed the night and I allowed him to have his way with my body for the next year. Before we ended it, we promised each other one last time before we got married. I was married before frank, but I kept my word.