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After being born and raised in Glen Ellyn, a western suburb of Chicago, I got a relatively high-paying job right out of college, as a trader at the Chicago Mercantile Exchange (CME). My father has contacts there, and I was also in the top of my class, earning a Bachelor of Finance degree from the prestigious Northwestern University.My name is Paul, and although I dated a few women during my first three years at the CME, my focus was on learning the business and studying for the broker’s exams. I lived in the city, and I hung out at a couple of the local bars with some of the other young traders when I wasn’t studying. That’s where I met, Kate, the woman I thought I would spend the rest of my life with.First Wife KateKate is a vivacious, outgoing, and even rascally woman, who was my age at twenty-five years old when we met. She looks and acts amazingly like the actress, Isla Fisher, portrayed her character, Gloria, in the movie, ‘Wedding Crashers’. She’s short, at five-feet-and-three-inches tall, weighs about one-hundred-and-twenty-five pounds, and has red hair. Her light brown eyes complement her hair, and her 34C breasts are the size of grapefruits.She was flirty with all my friends, but I was somehow the one she was most attracted to. We got married six months after I got my broker’s license, and then moved to a bigger apartment, near where I lived previously. We decided to live in the city for a couple of years, before starting a family. That decision to wait for kids turned out to be a good one.We had a great sex life, and I had never known a woman as horny as she is. We fucked almost every day, and although I wasn’t previously into oral sex that much, she insisted that I eat her out, both before and after we fucked. I acquired a taste for her sweet pussy and my own cum. I loved pressing my face between her legs and sucking her wet, just-fucked pussy, and she liked sitting on my face too.Everything was going well in our marriage, and we still socialized with my trader friends. Sometimes they’d bring girlfriends to the bars and our parties, but many times it was just Kate, me, and the guys. Since I was used to her being flirty with the guys from the first time we met, I didn’t pay enough attention to some of those cozier moments when she was dancing with and talking in whispers with the guys.We had been married for only six months when I first noticed something different in my sexual relationship with Kate. It started on a few nights when I had to work late, and at other times when I’d be away from the apartment on weekends. I was eating her out one night when I came home late from work, and for the fourth time in the past two weeks, noticed a familiar smell and taste, in addition to her pussy being juicer than normal. I had eaten enough of my own cum to know that Kate had to have been recently fucked, and not too long prior to me coming home.I could only guess that one or more of my friends, probably Kevin and Jerry, were fucking her, which was baffling, since I’m well-hung, with a thick, uncircumcised, eight-inch cock. I probably shouldn’t have been surprised, though, knowing how hot and sociable Kate is and how much my friends are attracted to her.I was really hurt and upset but didn’t want to accuse her until I had some evidence. After we finished having sex, I told her that I had scheduled a few client retention meetings after trading the next day, some in the suburbs, and that I wouldn’t be home until at least 10:00 pm.It was 7:00 pm the next evening when I snuck into our apartment and heard moaning and laughing coming from our bedroom. I peeked into the room from the dark hallway, and saw Kate laying naked on the bed, with Kevin naked between her legs fucking her and leaning down sucking her breasts, as Jerry was kneeling by her head as she sucked his cock.To my surprise, both of my friends have longer and thicker cocks than mine, and huge, low-hanging balls. Kate was moaning and writhing as she was being fucked on both ends. My first instinct was to go in, break it up, and try to kick their assess. But then I realized that my cock was getting hard, and I found it strangely arousing watching her being fucked. That didn’t make it right or forgivable in my eyes, but I couldn’t help being turned on by the sight, sound, and smells of their raw lust.I continued watching until both guys began moaning and ejaculating into my wife’s mouth and pussy and saw I Kevin’s balls pulling up and his perineum throbbing as he filled my wife’s adulterous womb with his semen and sperm, at the same time she was struggling to swallow Jerry’s load and gagging on it.My plan was to confront them, but I decided to keep watching. The guys laid on either side of Kate, sometimes fondling and sucking her breasts, as Kate said, “That was absolutely fucktastic, and after you boys rest up for a few minutes, I want round two, except with Jerry’s nice cock in my pussy next time.”Kevin spoke next, saying, “Yeah, no shit, Kate, that was great for us too. I do feel a little bad about fucking you behind Paul’s back, but if he’s not aware enough to protect his wife, then fuck him too. He has no idea that you’ve been fucking us and our other friends since before he met you.”She laughed and replied, “I feel a little bad too, but I really love all of your big cocks. Paul is decently enough hung, but I need these super-sized fucks even more. I’ve trained him Side Escort to eat me out all the time, and it’s funny when he eats me out after you guys have fucked me. Maybe that makes me sick, but I love having him between my legs, slurping up your cum. I don’t know why he hasn’t caught on yet, since he eats his own cum out of me almost every day.”Then Jerry chimed in, saying, “I love it that he’s eating our cock cream and doesn’t even know it. But what if he catches on? What the fuck will you and we do then?”Kate answered, “Whew, that will be rough, but I don’t think he’d ever leave me. I’ve got him pretty-well pussy-whipped, and after a few emotional moments, I’ll make him understand that I intend to keep fucking all you guys. But I don’t see any reason to rub it in his face.”Kevin had a pensive look on his face as he said, “Whoa, Kate, I’m not so sure about that. He could divorce you and sue us for interfering in your marriage.”She laughed, “Paul’s making good money now, and I don’t think he’d want to risk having me get half of it in a divorce settlement. Even if he figures it out, he wouldn’t have any evidence, and I sure as fuck won’t admit to it.”Her last inflammatory comment, disrespect, and cavalier attitude was all I needed to piss me off and help me decide to divorce her slutty ass. I stayed in the hall and recorded them on my cell phone, as they sucked and fucked for the next hour, even catching continuing incriminating conversations about how she intended to win in any potential court case.It was 9:30 pm when the guys started getting dressed to leave, and I snuck out of the apartment, returning at around 10:15 pm. The funny thing was, as certain as I was about divorcing her, I wanted to eat her out one last time before confronting her. I had been eating my friends’ cum anyway, and I was so turned on watching them that I wanted to enjoy her pussy again.I entered the apartment and called out, “Hey, honey, I’m home, and I’m sure hungry for some of your juicy pussy.”Kate answered, “Back here, honey. I’m waiting for you in bed.”I don’t know how she could possibly think I wouldn’t find out about her adultery, since the room reeked of the aroma of pussy and cum. She didn’t even bother to change the sheets, and there were several wet puddles of cum and her juices. She spread her legs and I dove between them, sucking and slurping on her adulterous, hairy cunt. I ate her out for about ten minutes, and then moved up to fuck her.As I pushed my cock into her pussy, I said, “Damn, baby, you’re wet for me tonight. You must have really missed me.”She made a possible, but lame excuse, saying, “I’m probably close to ovulation, and my pussy is always juicier then. You seemed really hungry for it tonight too.”It didn’t take me long to cum, and after I cleaned my load out of her, I moved up to snuggle with her. That’s when I decided to challenge her on her infidelity, but at the same time give her a chance to come clean. Her honesty would have gone a long way to convince me to forgive her, and maybe save our marriage.I said, “I’ve eaten a lot of my own cum from your pussy, and you tasted a lot like that tonight. You haven’t been fucking any of my friends, have you?”She acted hurt and asked, “How could you say such a thing about me? I mean, I like your friends and all, but you’re the only one for me.”Kate had rolled the other way when I took my phone off the nightstand and started playing the video that I had previously recorded. She heard herself and the guys talking, laughing, and fucking, she and rolled over towards me.She said, “Holy fucking shit, Paul! Where, what, uh, oh fuck, where’d you get that?”I held the phone where she could see the video, and replied, “Yeah, holy fucking shit is right, you fucking slut! I really thought we had something special, and then I found out that you’re fucking my friends. I’ll go out and sleep on the couch tonight, and you can lay here in all these fucking pecker puddles. In the morning, you can pack your shit and get the fuck out of my life, because I’m divorcing your cheating ass.”She started to protest, and I said, “And don’t even think about contesting it or looking for alimony. With this video, you won’t have a chance.”That was the end of my marriage to Kate, and I decided that I needed a break from my so-called friends and the hedonistic atmosphere in the city. Also, my parents were worried about my well-being, and they encouraged me to move back to Glen Ellyn to reestablish my footing. The Chicago area has excellent train service, so I moved into an apartment within walking distance of the train station.Second Wife and Furry Addict SaraAt that time, I was twenty-six years old, and my parents encouraged me to resume going with them to the church I grew up in. I wasn’t trying to date any women, but I met a few lovely ladies in the young single adults Sunday school class at the church. One of the ladies, Sarah, stood out from the rest, not just because of her beauty and great body, but also because she seemed to be so demure, humble, reserved, and maybe even a little awkward, which was a welcome contrast to Kate’s boisterous approach to life.I got to know Sarah at church-related activities over a period of several months and was becoming very attracted to her. She’s one year younger than me, stands five feet and three inches tall, weighs about one hundred and manavgat escort bayan thirty pounds, with blonde hair and brown eyes. She looks a lot like the singer/actress, Jessica Simpson, especially with her nice ass and from what I could tell, big, melon-sized breasts.It seemed unusual that a beautiful woman like her would be single, and I finally got the nerve to ask her about her past. She told me, “I was married for two years, but we got divorced because my husband was unsupportive of my leisure pursuits. It was fine for him to play golf every weekend and play poker with his friends several nights a month, but he thought my interests were silly. It irritated him when I wanted to spend time with my friends, and his lack of respect for me was evident in many areas of our lives. I’m just thankful that we didn’t have any kids.”She paused for a moment, and then laughed before saying, “In his defense, though, there are probably a lot of people who think my interests are silly.”I was curious then, and asked, “Oh come on, Sarah, what could you possibly be doing that’s so silly?”She smiled and answered, “Well, here goes, and remember you asked for it. My friends and I are what we call furries, being part of the furry fandom subculture, where we dress up in fursuits, pretending to be various kinds of animals. It’s hard for me to explain why I enjoy it so much, but maybe it’s because it’s sometimes refreshing to escape to a different, perceived reality, at least for a little while.”I had heard of furries before but didn’t know much about them. So, I was trying to be supportive and curious when I said, “Yeah, I’ve heard a little about that. What type of animal do you portray?”She seemed to like that I was interested enough to ask, and answered, “I have several different fursuits, but my favorite is a fox. My vixen costume is really pretty, and I think it captures my hidden personality.”I was even more attracted to her when I saw how excited she got talking about her fursuit. It was interesting seeing her personality transform so quickly, and I wanted to learn more. But didn’t want to ask her more about being a furry until I had a chance to do a little research. wanted her to see that I had enough interest in her to at least learn about it, whether I had any desire to be a furry myself.There are numerous websites concerning the furry fandom topic, and I learned that it’s basically about anthropomorphic animal characters with human personalities and characteristics. Adherents usually meet privately in smaller groups, developing tight-knit friendships, and other times they meet in groups at furry conventions, called alternately, furry con or fur con.They can meet with no makeup or costumes at all, but the most fervent furries buy or make elaborate fursuits, depicting the creatures they most fully identify with. One article describes a furry con as a cross between a family reunion, professional conference, rave, unruly mob, and a pride parade, since there are a disproportionately large number of LGBTQ members. To a large extent, it’s a community that exists online, so they really pack a lot of real-life socializing, activities, and fun into the few opportune days of the conventions, including a lot of drinking.The fursuit types vary as widely as the peoples’ imaginations, but many of the most popular are for creatures in the canine family, including wolves, huskies, domestic dogs; foxes, rabbits, and squirrels; all types of other small mammals; horses, donkeys, bulls; gorillas, dolphins, and anything else that someone might think is edgy or kinky. Some of the fursuits are a blending of creatures, mostly resembling canines or teddy bears.Furries believe there is a bias against them and are often hesitant to talk about furry fandom outside their group. Part of that stems from just the general perception of weirdness at dressing up and acting out like animals that way, but also because some outsiders believe that the furry phenomenon is just an excuse for meeting to have unbridled sex. There were descriptions of strategically placed openings in some fursuits, which would certainly add to the perception of there being sexual activity.There are other articles discussing how the furries take on an idealized self or fursona when they meet with other furries. For example, a person is not just pretending to be a wolf or fox; they’re pretending to be their type of animal who’s more confident, outgoing, and fun to be around than they are in real life. They also try to pick an animal that they feel matches them, or at least the person they want to be when they come out of their shells.One article summed up the psychological aspects of wearing fursuits by saying that even if someone is very shy in real life, it’s hard to be embarrassed when no one can see your face. When you’re just normal, you’re kind of exposed and people can judge how you look and act. But when you put on a costume, you can embody a character and be cute, popular, and adorable in ways not as easy in normal life.With my new-found knowledge about furries, I thought I was in a better position to talk with Sarah and show interest in her pursuits. And although I was genuinely interested in her, I must admit that the idea of being a furry myself was not appealing.I finally got the nerve to ask Sarah out, and I enjoyed her more-conservative Escort alanya demeanor, even though that meant that it took me four dates to get into her pants. t was worth the wait, though, and her thick-lipped, hairy pussy, nice ass, and huge 34DD breasts are even better than I fantasized about. The strange thing is that she had a strong desire to suck my cock and swallow my cum, but at the same time, no one had ever gone down on her. It took a little convincing, and then I had her loving to be eaten out, just as Kate was, both before and after she’s been fucked.We were dating steadily, and Sarah always invited me to go with her to the twice-monthly furry parties with her closest friends, and some larger, quarterly parties with other furries in the western suburbs. I was supportive of her going, but I just didn’t have enough interest to go with her. In my mind, it was one thing to have my girlfriend dressing up like a very cute vixen, but I couldn’t see myself dressing up like a furry creature or being associated with that kind of weirdness.Several months later, as we were getting more serious and contemplating marriage, Sarah made it clear that if I was going to be in her life on a more permanent basis, then I would have to accept her furry relationships with the three couples and two other men that she parties with. She didn’t want a repeat of the problems with her first husband. I met her furry friends one evening, when I was leaving her apartment just as they were arriving for a party. They seemed nice enough, and wanted her in my life enough that I was willing to accept what seemed to be her harmless, silly indulgence. The ladies are all pretty, with fantastic bodies as far as could tell, and the men are decent looking. They all seemed a little nerdy to me, though, but that made sense with them being furries, and probably shy and awkward in their normal lives. Her closest friends are Judy and Chad, a couple in their late-thirties; but she is also close with Linda and Kent, a couple in their mid-forties; and Brenda and Will, a couple in their late forties. The two single men, Jacob and Bruce, seemed okay, but I didn’t know what their stories are.Sarah and I were engaged a year after we met, and she accepted my proposal with thanks that I had been so tolerant of her furry activities. I didn’t fully understand the reasons for the depth of her lure to the subculture, but she’s such a sweet lady, and I respected her conviction about not sacrificing her association with the furry group for me. I’ve always liked being associated with people who are true to themselves.We were married six months later and decided to start a family right away. Sarah was almost twenty-seven, and we wanted to enjoy our child while we were still young. She got pregnant in only two months and continued going to the furry parties right up until the baby was born. She looked so cute in her tight-fitting vixen fursuit as her big boobs got even bigger and her belly started pushing out.After the wedding, we purchased a home in Glen Ellyn, and I really enjoyed being with her full time, instead of just dating and spending smaller amounts of time together. Of course, she was still going to her furry parties, and I got to know her routine of always showering and then washing her fursuit, immediately after each party. She was always telling me how hot and sweaty it can get in those costumes, and I understood why she wants to get cleaned up.Sarah always seems to be horny after her furry parties, and I enjoy eating her out and fucking her after she gets home. Despite how sweaty she may have been in the costume, she’s nice and fresh after her shower. But as her belly got bigger and bigger from the pregnancy, I started noticing subtle changes in the thickness, taste, and aroma of her pussy juices.After my experience with Kate and knowing the taste of my own and my friends’ cum, I was starting to suspect that Sarah might be having sex at those furry parties. Maybe it was because she couldn’t clean her crotch as well with her increasingly-large belly in the way, or it could have been that she was becoming less careful in her cleaning routine; but I was sure that I was tasting and smelling a hint of semen. I at least had to give her credit for trying to clean up for me.I decided not to confront Sarah, since I didn’t taste and smell the semen every time, and there was a chance that I was wrong. It would be more complicated leaving her anyway, since she was carrying my baby. It was also a different situation than I had with Kate, since Sarah is so sweet and committed to me when we’re together, while Kate was so cavalier.It was disturbing, though, knowing that at least one of the women in my life, and maybe two, that I had serious relationships with would think that it was okay to cheat on me. I didn’t like taking the role of a chump, but I didn’t say anything, partially since I didn’t have any actual proof of Sarah’s infidelity, and I didn’t want to spoil our otherwise perfect relationship with our beautiful daughter having just been born.Sarah stopped going to the parties for three months after the baby was born, to give us a chance to settle into the routine of being new parents. She was also breastfeeding the baby, and her already huge boobs had grown to 34Fs. I love suckling her breasts and drinking her sweet milk, and it always results in us having lustful sex. When she resumed going to the furry parties, she always expressed and stored breast milk for me to feed the baby while she was out. And after her hiatus following the birth of the baby, I started again sensing the subtle taste and aroma of semen in her pussy after she got home from the parties.

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