HOTPAST | EROTICA | ACHE | HOTWIFE
As Sue opens the door to more of her past through both her old photographs and diaries, sharing her innermost desires, Phil decides to reveal his own secret…
This is chapter 4 of the sequel to my first hotpast story, which you can find on Amazon or here, on Medium.
Chapter 1 is here if you haven't read it yet and Chapter 2 and Chapter 3.
Chapter 4
Last night had been incredible. The memory of Sue's sensual Christmas night surprise lingered in my mind, the spontaneous, passionate sex was the reason my hard-on lingered this morning too. The sheets were still tangled around us, Sue's body pressed against mine.
I traced my fingers gently along the bare skin of Sue's shoulder, pushing the sheet down so that her breasts came into view. I enjoyed the sight of her and the sound of her soft, sleepy sighs accompanied my touch as she stirred beside me. Her eyes fluttered open, and a smile tugged at her lips as she met my gaze.
"Good morning," she whispered, her voice husky with desire as it had been last night.
"I love you," I replied, my heart skipping a beat as I leaned in to capture her lips in a tender kiss. Our mouths met with a hunger that had been ignited by our passionate night together, a longing that still burned between us.
Sue's fingers traced a path down my chest, igniting a trail of desire as she moved lower and I couldn't help but groan softly in response to her touch, my body responding to her with a primal need as she wrapped her fingers around my stiff cock.
"Someone enjoyed last night so much she's ready for more," I chuckled softly in between soft kisses as she stroked my dick beneath the covers.
She looked into my eyes, her gaze filled with longing and smiled. "It seems like you enjoyed it too." She slid the sheets back, exposing both our naked bodies and then continued to jerk me off, staring at my cock. "And you've only seen the tamest photos. Wait until you see the others."
"I can't wait," I sighed. With those words hanging in the air, she took me in her mouth and sucked me, only stopping when she could sense I was about to cum. Then she reached beneath her pillow and drew out her diary.
"Do you want me to read you some more?" Her bright blue eyes looked at my lips as I licked them in anticipation.
"Of course I do," I replied eagerly. She'd only shown me a few photographs last night. One of her naked in front of the tree, the rest were of her with Aaron, one where he was fingering her, of them nude standing before the mirror, one of her sucking her large, girthy erection and of her doing doggy style sex and riding him, Of course, I knew there were lots of other pictures, of her with other men and even women but I didn't mention that. I was happy to look at her having sex with Aaron and it turned us both on so much that we hadn't even really talked about what was happening in the photos. We'd just looked at them in silence, then fucked for a second time.
Sue read to me some more about her taking the sex photographs with Aaron. "That's what we looked at last night," she said, nodding her head towards the photos that were still on the floor by the bed. "Aaron and I took a lot of photographs of us but things turned naughtier very quickly."
"He took pictures of you with other men?" I replied.
"Aaron surprised me today," Sue read from the diary, nodding in answer, "He told me he found photographing me alone and us together both equally erotic, but he suggested a way of taking things to a new level. 'What if I took pictures of you with someone else?' he asked me while we were making love this morning. I didn't understand. What did he mean by with someone else? He went on to say, yes, with someone else as in having sex with another man. Or woman."
"Wow," I murmured, kissing her neck while she continued to read. "Go on."
"If it was purely an art thing… an erotic thing… which he said it was, then I said I'd try it." Sue skipped ahead a page or two, then paused and looked at me. "Are you sure you want to know this?"
"Yes," I reassured her. "It's your past. I want to know as much as you're willing to share with me."
Sue resumed reading from her diary, her voice a sultry whisper that sent shivers down my spine. "We decided to invite someone to join us, to create a moment of pure, unbridled passion captured on film. Aaron knew a photographer friend, Ben, who specialized in capturing the raw, erotic energy between couples. He agreed to help us bring our desires to life through his lens."
I listened intently, my desire mounting with every word. The thought of Sue engaging in such explicit photography sessions with Aaron and others stirred my imagination. It was like peeking into a secret world I had never known.
"Ben was a handsome man, confident and experienced," Sue continued. "He put us at ease as he set up his equipment in the dimly lit room. The atmosphere was electric with anticipation. We began with Aaron and me, posing sensually, exploring each other's bodies, and letting our passion take over while Ben captured it on his camera. Then we shocked him by asking him if he'd like to swap places with Aaron."
My breath quickened as Sue's words painted a vivid picture in my mind. I could almost see the steamy scenes unfolding before me. Sue's voice took on a more seductive tone as she described the passionate moments that followed.
"Ben was horny, I could tell by the lump in his jeans and he quickly agreed. When he took his pants down I was happy to see that his dick was nice and big and hard. Aaron guided me through my first experience with someone else, suggesting positions where he could get good views of Ben's dick inside me. It felt strange, being with someone else, especially with Aaron there but at the same time, it was liberating and also exciting to see Aaron torn between his excitement at the taboos of what we were doing and the jealousy which he obviously felt seeing another man fuck me and bring me to orgasm. Ben was a better lover than Aaron in every way. Rougher, more manly, stronger, bigger. I'm sorry, Aaron, if you ever read this, but it's the truth."
I was completely captivated by Sue's narrative, my desire burning hot. The images in my mind made me wonder which one of the men in the photographs that I'd seen was Ben, and I couldn't help but feel the same sense of excitement mixed with a tinge of jealousy that she described Aaron as likely feeling.
Sue paused briefly, her fingers tracing the pages of her diary. "I have a couple of pictures from that session," she said softly. "I'll show them to you next time we do this if you'd like?"
I couldn't contain myself any longer, my own desire reaching a fevered pitch. "Fuck, yes," I groaned and then kissed Sue passionately, our bodies entwined, our hands exploring each other's heated flesh. The diary lay forgotten as our desires took centre stage as I moved between her thighs, shoving my cock into her once more, and the room filled with the sounds of our passionate lovemaking as I fucked her, trying to be as rough and powerful as Ben had been in her diary entry.
After our passionate lovemaking, Sue and I lay in each other's arms, catching our breath. Our bodies glistened with a sheen of sweat from the sex, and I couldn't help but run my fingers along the curves of her soft skin until I reached the smooth mound between her thighs.
"It's strange seeing you with a hairy pussy," I murmured as our breathing gradually slowed. "I think it looked sexy."
Sue turned to me, her eyes filled with affection and curiosity. "Do you want me to grow it out, Phil?" she giggled. "I'm glad you're fine with hearing everything so far. Thank you for understanding."
I smiled, caressing her cheek gently. "It's okay. It's not every day you get to hear about your partner's past adventures, especially ones as intense as yours. It's… arousing, in a way."
She chuckled, a playful glint in her eyes. "I can tell." She leaned in and kissed me softly, the taste of our passion lingering on her lips.
As I looked into her blue eyes, seeing the happiness and relief there, I knew it was time to steer the conversation in a different direction. I had something I needed to discuss with Sue, something that had been lingering in the back of my mind since I'd seen the photographs of Aaron.
"You know, Sue," I began carefully, "I've seen Aaron before. I think I know him. Not well, but I'm sure it's the same guy."
Her brow furrowed in surprise. "Really? How? Where?"
"In the pub I've started going to," I replied, my tone casual, as though it were just a chance encounter. "He's in there every Saturday night. I've only spoken to him in passing but he looks like an older version of the guy from the photos and I'm sure I've overheard his name as Aaron."
Sue's eyes widened slightly, her gaze fixed on mine. "He still lives around here somewhere, I know that because he's still on my social media friends' lists, so it could well be him. It'd be quite a coincidence but it's a small town, I guess."
I nodded, maintaining the facade of a casual observer. "Yeah, from the few times we've talked, he seems a nice guy. He never mentioned knowing you, though."
Sue bit her lower lip, her thoughts seemingly a whirlwind of emotions. "I guess there are things we both kept hidden."
I took her hand gently in mine, squeezing it reassuringly. "You know, I'm just thinking… If you ever wanted to catch up with him, maybe you could go to the pub one Saturday night. Perhaps you could reminisce about old times, find closure or something?"
She considered my suggestion, her eyes searching mine for sincerity. "Why would you suggest that? After everything I've just told you. I… I don't know."
"I didn't know myself quite why I'd suggested it. It just felt right. For some reason, the idea of her being close to her ex-boyfriend, especially the one that seemed to have the ability to bring out the slutty side of my otherwise conventional wife, was exciting.
"I just thought, seeing as we're processing this together, it might be an interesting idea for you." I shrugged. "I didn't know if you'd left anything unsaid between you. Hey, maybe he'd like to see the photos."
I laughed, trying to make the arousing idea casual, almost innocent as she eyed me, curiosity evident on her face.
That's an interesting idea, Phil. I'll think about it."
"I trust you," I smiled. "You're being open and honest with me, so I'm just trying to be open with you too and show you my trust and appreciation."
Sue looked into my eyes, something that resembled anxiety or perhaps guilt flashing across her face. "You know…" She hesitated, her fingers tracing invisible patterns on my chest. "There are more photos and many more diary entries. It didn't stop with Ben."
I felt a mixture of curiosity and trepidation as I waited for her to continue. The idea that there were more intimate details of her past encounters both intrigued and challenged me.
Sue's voice quivered slightly as she spoke. "I had several more men… and women… and more than one person at a time." Her admission hung in the air between us, and I could see the fear of my reaction in her eyes. "If you know what I mean by that?"
"Right." I reached out and gently cupped her face, forcing her to meet my gaze. "Sue, you don't have to tell me everything right now if you're not ready. We can take this at your pace. Whatever you decide to share, I'll be here to listen and support you."
Sue's shoulders relaxed slightly, and a grateful smile tugged at her lips. "Thank you, Phil. I know it's a lot to take in, and I appreciate your understanding. I feel guilty for not telling you years ago but-"
I kissed her forehead softly. "You don't have to carry this burden alone. Whenever you're ready to share more, we can talk about it. Just remember, I love you no matter what."
Sue's eyes glistened with tears, and she pulled me close, burying her face in my chest. Had I pushed her too far too fast? "I love you too, Phil. I'm just scared of losing you."
"Why would you lose me?" I held her tight, reassuring her with my embrace while wondering what other secrets she could be hiding that would make her think such a thing. "You won't lose me, Sue. We'll navigate this together, and it'll only make our bond stronger."
"None of it is a burden," she said quietly. "I enjoyed it. All of it. Any burden I might have is the guilt of hiding it from you all this time."
"Well, we're working through it now," I murmured into her hair, enjoying the smell of her hair, filled with the musky scent of sweat and sex. "Better late than never."
"Okay," she sighed, her body relaxing and the tension dissipating from her in my arms. "I'll give some thought to seeing Aaron again. If it is him, that is."
Sue stretched, levering her legs out of the bed and standing up. "I'm hungry. We should get up and have breakfast. We have all day to relax, and talk."
I agreed but as we got dressed and headed downstairs to enjoy our Boxing Day together, my head was full of everything I'd learned this morning. And the spontaneous decision to tell her about Aaron and the outrageous suggestion that she meet up with him again had my mind whirling over the possibilities of what doors might be opened next.
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