Here's a long, hot story about my wife finding out I like dick. If you don't want to read the story, skip down to the last paragraph for the questions for your repsonse:

MY STORY:
My first marriage was never happy. For thirteen years, we lived together fighting over her lack of a sex drive. I wanted to remain faithful, but I was miserable. I would still be stuck there if I had not meet and fell in love with a like minded girl.

Before the second engagement, she and I had a long talk about sex. We agreed it was separate from love, and enjoyable with multiple partners. I admitted I had bisexual feelings, and she confessed the same. Right after the wedding, we invited a couple of special guests back to our hotel room for a private party of champagne, pussy and dick. Nothing much out of the ordinary happened, if you consider watching your new bride bent over a table with her wedding gown pulled up while she got fucked by one of the ushers. Of course, I didn't care as I was having a cozy 69 with one of the bridesmaids on the bed.

Over the next several years, we had numerous experiences. I'd arrive home, and find her in bed munching on some pussy or getting pounded into the bed by some stud. We had a code for whether I could join in or give them privacy. This is not to imply she was a slut, there were just a few regular lovers, male and female. I also had my fair share of bed mates, always female except when she was there too. This was also before AIDS, so protection was much easier.

I remember once when she had her leg in a cast from an accident. We went to a party where one of her old boyfriends was present. After talking about civil matters, the talk revolved (with my help) around to sex. He admitted he was between girlfriends. I joked with my wife, we should invite the old boy over for a trip up her memory lane. We ended up going back to his place. I was kind enough to hold her cast leg up so she could enjoy the fucking. She immediately slipped off to sleep. I could tell he was still horny, and asked if he wanted a blow job. He was agreeable, and I sucked her juices off his dick until he rewarded me with my own thick wad. She slept through that part of it.

It wasn't unusual for me to dive into her sloppy muff as soon as her lover creamed in her. I loved licking up the combination of pussy juice and cum dripping. Most guys were also agreeable to letting me suck their dick clean. She seemed fascinated watching me suck her lovers. However, usually once they got real hard again; she wanted to shove it back into her pussy so dick sucking was limited to get him hard for her. I usually finished her off with a fuck, sometimes while cleaning off his dick again, but never got a nice wad after she had drained him.

However, one night everything changed. One of her regular lovers came over so horny you could smell his lust. She, however, was not in the mood. She went to bed, leaving us alone in the living room. Having sucked his dick clean several times after fucking my wife, I was at ease with him. I always had a good collection of porn, and he asked if we could watch some. I pulled out an old classic and popped it into the VCR. Before long, we were booth sitting on the couch jerking off. I was surprised when he leaned over and kissed me full on the lips. He told me that sometimes he got a bigger thrill from my blowing him than her pussy. In a very short time, we were on the floor, naked in a 69. I had him all the way down my throat, trying to give him a ripple job by pulse swallowing. He was getting a little loud and asking me to fuck him. About the time I had two fingers shoved up his ass, I noticed a movement on the tv screen. I realized my wife was watching us from the hallway. Determined to give her a good show, I bobbed up and down on his dick until he shoot his full wad. I could have easily swallowed it, but I let it dribble out for show. While I licked up the drops, he went full speed on my dick. When I blew, he started coughing and withdrew my spurting cock taking a face full. Having finished cleaning his cock, I proceeded to lick up my own juices from his face. Each time I scooped up a load, I shoved my tongue in his mouth to share. He was more than happy to get it. I noticed my wife was gone when I looked up. She was asleep, and unresponsive, when I got into bed later.

The next morning, she was withdrawn and quite. I asked what was wrong, but just got the "Nothing" response. For the next couple of days, she was standoffish, sulky. Finally, after three days, she asked what was going on in the living room a couple of nights ago. I said just having a good time with (name withheld). She asked why did you do that. I said what do you mean, you know I'm bisexual. She said that wasn't bi, that was gay. After some discussion it was agreed no more free lancing, just mutual group sex. A couple of nights later, when we were in a fourway, I made a move to suck her pussy after her lover shoot off in her. She said she had to go to the bathroom. Without even thinking, I reached for his dick to clean it off, which I had done before. He drew back, and said my wife had told him no more fucking her if she caught his dick in my mouth. I went back to the girl I was with figuring he was just not interested and making an excuse. When my wife came back, it was obvious she had showered. She said she was tired, and wanted everybody to go home.

The next day, I asked her what was going on now. She said it wasn't right what I did with other guys. I said, does that mean you're going to stop licking pussy. She said that was different. Just no more homo action! I guess it was okay to suck dick to get it hard for her cunt, but not for enjoyment. I agreed to the new arrangement figuring she would change her mind again.

After another couple of months, she still had not gotten over it. I had behaved, and not strayed from our new agreement even when we shared our bed with others. It was obvious things were going downhill since she realized I liked dick as much as pussy. I finally came home one day to find she had moved out. While we did get together for sex from time to time, it was over. Once the ink was dry on the divorce papers, I went out and sucked every willing dick I could find and fucked and got fucked by two or three guys a night. I didn't care, I just wanted men: one, two or three at a time. I ended up fucking one guy while his brother roughly fucked my mouth and some other guy was shoving his dick up my ass. I was finally the cum pig I was meant to be. Of course, after a short time, I settled down a little. However, I still was getting more dick than pussy, and a lot of it was her ex-lovers left high and dry by her new morality.

THE QUESTION:
So if you were a married bi-sex guy, did you tell your wife or hide it? If you didn't tell her, how did she handle it when she found out, if ever?

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