Looking in the carton, he found a side of his wife he’d never known

After college my sweetheart and I found jobs in cities near enough to continue our relationship but distant enough to create a problem when we decided to get married. Our solution: to find a cozy place in the country in between the cities where we work.

We moved in right after our honey­moon, just dumping in the boxes of shit from our old apartments. One day I was doing some unpacking while ­Mi­chelle was at work and inad­vertently opened one of her cartons. It was full of videotapes. Intrigued, I carried it to the TV room.

There were 36 numbered tapes. I loaded “No. 1,” and saw Michelle lying naked on the bed in her old apartment masturbating! As I sat cap­tivated, the camera zoomed in on her glistening vagina and a male voice said, “You like playing with your pretty little pussy, don’t you?”
“I love it!” she said. “But I need to be fucked!” Which shocked me. In our (many) sexual encounters, she never once used foul language.

The camera moved and came to rest on the chest of drawers at the foot of the bed. A tall, wiry guy climbed on the bed and pulled his shirt over his head. Michelle crawled between his long legs and unbuckled his belt. A moment later she pulled off his jeans and underwear. I gasped when his penis bounced out. Semi-hard it had to be nine inches long!

“Smile for the camera,” he said, “and suck me!” To my horror, Michelle smiled, licked her lips and took his thick shaft in her hand! She admired it, then blew me away by lower­ing her face to his crotch and licking his balls, then lovingly taking one in her mouth. “That’s it,” he said, “lick my balls! I’ve held back from fucking all week to make sure I was loaded for your sex tape.”

I felt a pang of jealousy. Michelle had rarely sucked my six-inch cock and never licked my balls. In truth, though she’s a tall, stunning beauty who is checked out by every man we encounter, I had always found her shy, even clumsy, when it came to sex. But here she was servicing this guy’s privates with obvious enthusiasm.

And I couldn’t deny that I was aroused watching her, on her back with her head hanging off the foot of the bed, try to deep-throat the guy. Then he stood up and fed her his dick. As it disappeared in her mouth, tears streamed down her face. At that angle he could throat-fuck her. I couldn’t believe it was my Michelle on the TV screen.

“That’s it, swallow around it. Like that, sexy cocksucker! Shit, I’m going to come!” he grunted as he pulled his cock from her mouth, and groaned as a flood of jism poured into her mouth, followed by further streams in and around her mouth. By the time it was over, her face was coated like a glazed doughnut. She wiped the spunk out of her eyes, then reached for the spent dick, took it in her mouth and nursed on it, occasionally pulling it out of her mouth and wiping it over her face.

“Your come is delicious,” she said, “and you weren’t lying when you said you were loaded. The question now is whether there’s any left in these!” She was caressing his ball sac, held in her palm. Then she took his tool back in her mouth and sucked it back to hardness.

It was surreal watching someone I thought I knew everything about, especially her likes and dislikes in bed. As I continued watching, I realized she was a lot more experienced and a lot less prudish than the woman I thought I’d married. It also occurred to me to wonder if all 36 videos were homemade sex tapes.

Michelle was sucking that big cock like a woman possessed, at the same time tugging gently downward on the guy’s testicles. “I’m almost there!” he moaned. “Suck faster!” She pulled his shiny fuckstick out of her mouth, then opened wide, stuck out her tongue and tilted her head back while continuing to pump his loose foreskin up and down. Suddenly his dick jerked ­up­ward in her hand and a blast of come filled her mouth. The next stream splashed across the bridge of her nose, and the next one against her forehead. She wrapped her lips back around his shaft, swallowing the rest as fast as it came.

“Damn,” said the guy, “if this is really your first time sucking cock, then girl, you are a natural.”

The movie paused while the stars took a break, then started back up with him tit-fucking her and once again coming in her mouth. By the end of the video, I’d masturbated twice. I couldn’t wait to watch tape No. 2.

That turned out to be a smoking-hot two-hour lesbian scene with Michelle and her maid of honor, Estella. They both said it was their first woman-to-woman experience. Estella was a petite Latina bombshell, and it was obvious they had it bad for each other. I jerked off slowly while enjoying the beauty of their coupling.

By then it was nearly time for Michelle to come home from work, so I hid the carton in the attic. Over the next week I watched a tape each chance I got. Each seemed hotter and more depraved than the one before.

The first ten tapes were all “first time” experiences. Following No. 1 (first time sucking cock) and No. 2 (first lesbian tryst) came: No. 3, first threesome with two guys; No. 4, first threesome with a guy and a girl; No. 5, first time with a black man; No. 6, first anal experience; No. 7, first gang bang (with five guys); No. 8, first bondage as a total submissive to two much older, very demanding dominant men.

In No. 9, Michelle was in the front room of her apartment with ten guys sitting all around the room—one of them my best man, my supposed best friend Chip. She stripped naked and one at a time crawled between their legs and sucked all of them off. By the tenth guy, Chip, her face and hair were covered in come.

I was incredibly aroused watch­ing Michelle slowly suck Chip off. Part of me felt betrayed, but another part of me was more turned on than ever! I found myself jerking off while she blew him, and when he ejaculated in her mouth and all over her face, my jism shot across the TV room. The tapes showed that a person can have a hidden “dark side,” no matter how close we think we are.

In No. 10, Michelle was dressed in leather and lace, sporting a cat-o’-nine-tails and using it, to my dismay, on a professor from our college—a 68-year-old man she was treating as her slave. This was a side of Michelle I had definitely never seen any sign of.

She had the professor worship her feet, kissing and licking them, and she ordered him not to touch his dick. Not that there was much to touch—he was a short, stocky fellow with not much of a dick. Using the cat-o’-nine-tails, she was having him lick her pussy without touching it with his “chubby fingers.” She came hard against his swirling tongue, then turned over and had him ream her sexy bubble butt.

Michelle really seemed to get off on the way she was treating the professor, and he was more than eager to be her slave. Mid­way through this tape I found myself getting aroused. At the end she allowed him to ejaculate on her feet, then told him to clean it off with his tongue! While he did it, she finger-fucked herself as she watched.

The rest of the videos were mostly of Michelle doing a bunch of bachelor parties, each ending with her fucking and/or sucking everyone there. There were a few more videos of her and her girlfriend Estella going at it, and one last video of her with my “best friend” Chip. It was clearly from the night before our wedding!

She smiled into the camera and told him he had better get his fill of her now because the next day she was “going to be made an honest woman.” With that, she left the room momentar­ily, only to return wearing her wedding dress, with nothing on underneath! I took out my cock and stroked off while watching her lift her veil, then suck his cock, allowing him to come all over her face.

Chip carried Mi­chelle to the bedroom, then came back and got the camera, which he repositioned on the chest of drawers. He fucked her hard and deep, and despite my jealousy, I had to hand it to him—he had a thick seven-inch cock and definitely knew how to satisfy a woman. Near the end of the video he positioned her doggie-style and fucked her in the ass. Before he let her come, he made her promise he could fuck her anywhere he wanted and any way.

When she did come, she passed out and lay facedown on the bed convulsing. When she came to, she turned around lazily and in a dream­like state took his dick in her mouth and sucked and licked it clean. That was the ending, and one of my favorites.

I hid the tapes, and eventually Michelle was going crazy wanting to know if I had come across a carton marked “private do not open.” I said that I hadn’t but that I was also missing a couple of cartons and was going to complain to the moving company.

My problem now is that my wife doesn’t know what I know about her, and I don’t know how to take advantage of it. I have one idea, though. There’s a guy I know from my company gym who’s like six-three and not just built like a linebacker but actually had a couple of seasons in the pros. I think he’d be “man enough” for Michelle. I get hard at the thought of them fucking, especially the thought of seeing them fuck. I’m working on a plan to hook her up with him so that I know about it, and then I’ll see what might develop from there.

I have to jerk off now just thinking about it!

—Name and address withheld