My thoughts have been very ex-wife-centric lately, mostly due to the incident mentioned in my previous post where I couldn’t resist putting my hands on her hips and squeezing while pulling her back into my erection.  She moved away and matted a nuh uh disapproving sound and went on acting like it didn’t happen.  I’m sure it was just dismissive as in we’re not going to address this instead of the humilation/cuckold/denial kink running through my head where she was just infantilizing me and telling me I’m not allowed to touch her with my erect penis.

So, considering my focus on her and wanting to fuck her just for the sake of sticking my dick inside of her and getting out some pent up frustration, I thought I would address her upcoming wedding.  I do have another post in my mind dedicated solely to her and all of my rampant fantasies involving her and probably even our history of how we got here but that is a much bigger endeavour than a simple post.  Plus, randomly, I had a thought run through my head of just the two words in the title of the post, “The Wedding,” and thought it sounded wonderfully ominous.

My ex wife is getting married soon.  She’s been with the man for 7 years and he isn’t technically the man she left me for, he is the man who moved us to get divorced.  He isn’t the first man she fucked while we were married either, but she did fuck him regularly while we were married.  I don’t consider it cheating because she had my blessing to fuck him and a number of other men before him.  She only cheated on me with one man, but eventually told me and I told her it was alright and she could continue fucking him (or having him lick her pussy, which she said he was incredible at) but before I became aware and allowed it I consider it cheating.  After that I consider it being cuckolded, with the rest of the men under the cuckolded umbrella as well.  

It gets kind of sticky in the definition department because, I believe, technically we were more in a hotwife situation than a cuckold situation.  She was going out on dates with men and I was aware it was happening and did not mind or even encouraged it.  The reason I don’t consider it an actual hotwife situation is because, in my own personal definition, a hotwife goes out and fucks other men then comes home and fucks her husband.  A hotwife and husband share in the sexual promiscuity she engages in and he reclaims her when she returns.  I think a hotwife and cuckold situation have a lot of overlap but there are certain things that make them different and part of it is the humiliation aspect.

My wife would make me drive to pick a few of the men she was fucking.  She would sit in the back with them and I would drive them around like a chauffeur and bring them back to our house.  I would go sit in the living room and watch tv while they went into the bedroom and almost immediately started fucking.  I know this because it wasn’t very long after the door closed that she started moaning, the bed started making noises, or once I could hear a slapping sound of one of the men slapping her ass as he fucked her.

The one part of the situation that makes me say it wasn’t really cuckolding though was that the word was never mentioned and she wasn’t overly outgoing about it.  A lot of hotwife porn has the woman going on sexual adventures because she’s an insatiable, sexy animal and the husband enjoys sharing and to see her satisfied.  My ex wife was not that type of person.  She didn’t go out proudly or vivaciously and was generally shy about the entire thing.  When she got back and we would go to bed in the same bed I would ask her about it and she would give sparse details.  So it was as if she was cuckolding me but embarrassed by it.

What does any of that have to do with her wedding?  Nothing, really, except it gave an idea of what kind of relationship we’ve had in the past.  Currently we’re friendsthat, in general, do not want to fuck each other.  Regularly, on an average day, I have no desire to fuck her.  If it’s been a long time since I had sex then I will get an urge to taste her cunt and experience what her pussy feels like around my dick again, but generally it’s not something I want.

Now, saying that, I do have an incredible urge to fuck her in her wedding dress.  I want to see her hair done, her make up on, her dress beautifully snug against her body and then I want to ruin it all.  I generally am not obsessed with blowjobs because I haven’t had a history of great ones (my ex wife was purposefully bad at them so they would never be requested), but I want to fuck her throat with her pretty face and gorgeous gown on.  Then I want to listen to the back of her throat bob and gag on the tip of my cock as I continuously shove it down her throat.  I think this really appeals to me because of how many times she gave lackluster blowjobs and I want to watch the mascara run down her face as she’s choking on my penis, and then I want to fuck her.

I want that pretty dress against her body as I’m entering her pussy.  She looks gorgeous in it as she sent me pictures and I want to feel her pussy contract around my penis as she bounces up and down on it.  I also want to get down between her legs and lick her cunt in her wedding dress as well, just because I love licking pussy but not necessarily because she would like it or not.  I’m not anywhere near as good as the other guy who she said was incredible, but I enjoy the taste of a woman’s cunt.

This is all that this post really was going to be about, me wanting to fuck my wife and do perverted things to her in her wedding dress.  There’s something about a wedding dress that really turns me on.  Part of it is the purity involved and part of it is the destruction of that purity.  I also think a little bit of it is having something that doesn’t belong to me, which is further exacerbated because she used to be mine and now she’s someone else’s so I want to have a taste again.  Forbidden fruit with a twist.  That would make a great item on a drink menu.

There are so many other things I can write but they aren’t particularly wedding related and I would just end up rambling on and on about all of the dirty, filthy fantasies I have about fucking my ex wife, or watching her fucked in some manner or another.  One last thought though that is, or can be, wedding related.  She’s a lightweight when it comes to drinking and at our wedding she got really drunk at the reception.  I would never do anything because I know she would be a wreck if she ever found out she cheated with someone on her wedding night, but a small, perverted, disgusting part of me wants to know what would happen if she was drunk and making bad decisions.  What would happen?  Would I rather fuck her myself or watch as she fucked someone else with her wedding dress bunched up around her thighs and she bounced on their cock moaning in drunken ecstasy?