how it started

My first was in college. I was going steady with a girl and our path was heading to marriage after graduation. Although I had flirted with and maybe bedded a few girls during our time together, I expected (lol – youthful notions) for her to stay faithful. We had the biggest ever argument over something minor and she went to stay with a g/f for a few days. It turns out, when I checked with her g/f when she would be coming home, the alibi wasn’t that well planned. She had been staying in a hotel with a pilot (she worked a cocktail lounge near the airport so this was viable) and when she returned in the morning I was ready with my accusations. We argued some but then found ourselves in bed. I recall laying between her legs eating her pussy as she confessed to the details of the prior 12 hours, how he flirted with her enough to convince her to go to his hotel at end of her shift (10pm) and how they fucked many times in the night. She did stress that she sucked him off, then another round he came on her breasts. They went for an early morning swim, back at the room, he fucked her again but this time came in her pussy.
“You are tasting him now” I recall her saying. That was my first taste of a used pussy by another man. We grew up and went our separate ways. Today, my wife Liz and I have a special relationship and discovered and explored many things including bi play, cuckold and other streams of fetish play. I taste my own from her as often as I can (when we don’t lose the mood) but she regularly reminds me to get used to the taste of cum in her pussy – for obvious reasons as your can read between the lines what she is thinking.
We did have one occasion where she served me her freshly used pussy but that story will be told another time.