I am a 28-year-old housewife.
I've been married for about two years, but we don't have any children.
Even without children,
my husband and I were spending happy times together.
Until last month...
That day, while I was cleaning up after dinner,
my husband called me.
When I went to his room, he said, "Sit in front of the computer!"
Wondering what it was about, I sat down as he told me.
My husband opened a folder and displayed some images.
I quickly realized they were erotic images.
Upon closer inspection, I was shocked to see that the woman in the images was me.
My husband started a slideshow and
told me, "Look closely!"
The images were from before I met my husband,
when I was with my ex-boyfriend.
There were images of me holding and licking his penis,
making a V-sign, and
images of me with his testicles in my mouth.
There were also images of him entering me,
and my face showing pleasure.
"So this is the kind of woman you are!"
my husband said in a slightly angry,
disappointed tone.
There were also images of me smiling happily
with his pre-ejaculate on my tongue,
and images of me with his semen on my face,
catching it on my tongue,
and licking his semen-covered penis.
I had been with that ex-boyfriend from when I was 23
for two years.
I broke up with him because I fell in love with my current husband.
Shortly after, I started dating my husband.
Indeed, I had enjoyed taking erotic images with my ex-boyfriend.
He was my first partner,
and I was deeply into sex at that time,
so I took many photos as he asked.
I thought I had disposed of all of them, but
it seems a DVD with the images remained.
My husband found it while organizing unwanted CDs and DVDs.
"I can't believe you were this kind of woman..."
my husband said.
"No! I'm sorry..."
As I tried to turn my face away, my husband
held my head and told me to
look at the computer screen.
More obscene images with my ex-boyfriend appeared.
There were images of my vagina,
wet and slippery with a vibrator inside,
and images of me blindfolded and tied up.
There were also images of me spreading my legs wide
and opening my vagina with both hands.
When that image appeared, my husband
muttered, "You did this yourself..."
The most shocking image was of
his thick penis in my anus.
"You even took it in your ass!
You really are a slut!"
my husband said.
Indeed, we had tried anal sex out of curiosity,
cleaning the inside with enemas multiple times,
and using lotion for insertion.
It was painful, so we only did it once,
and he took a photo to commemorate it.
I was afraid of my husband finding out about my sexual past,
so I acted innocent after we started dating,
awkwardly performing oral sex and
only having sex in the missionary position.
My husband was my first partner,
so I pretended to be inexperienced in sex.
We continued dating and got married,
and I still wasn't proactive about sex.
Even without much sex,
my life with my husband was fulfilling and happy.
"You've never done anything like this for me..."
my husband said.
I wanted to say something, but
all I could say was "I'm sorry,"
and tears started to flow.
I felt truly sorry for my husband,
and wondered what I had done.
My husband mercilessly blamed me as I cried.
"Don't look away! Look at your lewd self!"
he said, and played a video.
It was a video of me having sex with my ex-boyfriend.
He was licking my vagina,
and the moaning voice was unmistakably mine.
He was fingering my vagina while
licking my clitoris, and I was
moaning in pleasure.
Then my face, showing pleasure, appeared on the screen,
and I was saying, "Ah! No! Ah~"
with a truly pleasured expression.
The screen changed to an image of me giving him oral sex,
licking up his shaft,
lifting his shaft to lick his testicles...
Eventually, I was stroking his shaft
while licking his anus.
I was saying, "Amazing! So much is coming out.
I love this juice,"
and happily licking the pre-ejaculate
dripping from his tip,
and even sucking it.
There was a scene where I straddled him,
held his penis,
guided it into my vagina, and
moved my hips vigorously.
"You said you didn't like being on top!
But you're happily moving your hips for this guy!"
my husband said.
Then he ejaculated on my buttocks,
and I was licking his semen-covered penis
clean with delight.
He said, "You really love my dick!"
and I replied with a semen-stained mouth, "Yes! I love your dick!"
looking up at the camera with a smile,
and then continued sucking him.
After showing me everything,
my husband grabbed my arm and forcibly undressed me.
He was so rough that some of my clothes tore.
I was scared and said, "Stop! Forgive me!
I'm sorry!" but
he made me completely naked.
My husband was aroused.
As I sat on the floor, he took off his pants,
and presented his already erect penis in front of me,
"Hey! Suck it like you did for that guy!"
he said.
When I refused, he said, "You can't do it for me?
Do it like you did for him!"
and I started licking his penis.
After that, I just let him do whatever he wanted.
He made me lick his testicles and anus,
held one of my legs up and entered me while standing,
held my buttocks and moved me up and down,
penetrated me from behind,
and inserted his fingers into my anus.
My anus was sore from being touched so much,
and it hurt when he inserted his fingers.
Even so, he said, "Moan! You're a slut, aren't you!"
and I pretended to
moan in pleasure.
Finally, in the missionary position,
he ejaculated on my face as he was about to come.
After that, he forcibly put it in my mouth and
said, "Clean it up!"
I collapsed on the floor crying,
but my husband mercilessly attacked me again.
When his penis got hard again,
he forcibly entered my anus.
I said, "It hurts! It hurts! Stop!
Please!" but
he said, "You like it in the ass, don't you!"
and entered me.
After that, the pain was so intense that I lost track of everything.
When I came to, my husband had ejaculated inside my anus.
Then he silently left the room.
As I lay on the floor,
semen was dripping from my anus.
I got up, wiped the semen off my face with tissues,
cleaned my anus and the dirty floor,
and rushed to the bathroom.
Semen was coming out of my anus.
When I used the bidet,
it hurt so much that I jumped.
When I came out of the bathroom, my husband
was taking a shower.
I didn't know what to do, so I went to the dressing room
and quietly opened the bathroom door.
When my husband noticed, he turned off the shower,
and said, "Move!" and came out.
I stood there without saying anything,
and he said, "Take a shower!"
and left after drying himself.
As I showered, I regretted everything.
Why did I do such things in the past?
If only I hadn't taken those photos and videos...
When I finished showering and
wrapped myself in a bath towel,
my husband was sitting on the living room sofa
drinking beer.
"Sit here!" he said, and I sat next to him.
He asked me many questions after that.
About my ex-boyfriend,
what we did together...
Why I had been reserved about sex with him,
and pretended to be inexperienced,
I answered honestly.
By then, my husband was
calmly listening to me.
He said he didn't intend to blame me for the past,
but seeing those things was
shocking.
He said the image he had of me
was completely different.
If I had at least been embarrassed,
it would have been different...
He said the sight of me happily saying,
"I love your dick, I love your semen"
while licking semen was like seeing a different person.
Then he said, "I'm sorry for being rough,"
stood up, and
said, "I'll sleep in my room tonight."
As he left the living room,
he said, "We'll talk about the future tomorrow.
Including divorce..."
and went to his room.
I felt guilty towards my husband,
thinking if only those things hadn't been found,
if only I hadn't forgotten to dispose of them...
That night, I spent a lonely night
in the big double bed.
In the morning, when I woke up at the usual time,
my husband was already gone.
If only there were no traces of my past with that guy,
I would still be happy now.
But regretting it doesn't change anything...
