She promised to taper down while we were engaged. I didn’t ask her for a detailed accounting but believe that she did, although the last guy might h...ve been in her bed after her pre-nuptial party.We screwed a lot on our short honeymoon and when we were settled in our small apartment. I think she was fine for the first six months of the marriage but I could tell she was getting restless and irritable. I have to give her credit for honesty. If I asked, she would answer truthfully.Finally, after a. I went over and introduced myself, observing that he appeared to be without lodging for the night. I told him that I only had a room with a single bed, but that I felt it would have either a recliner or day sofa, which he was welcome to use until morning. He paused for a moment, understandably trying to weight the offer against his limited alternatives. With a slight smile, he accepted, thanking me profusely, and assuring me that he would stay out of my way and give me as much privacy as he. “Fuckin’ dirty little freak,” he said, laughing. “Fuckin’ take it.”A few minutes getting fucked like this got me worked up, and once he took a break, I turned over and smiled evilly at him.“Man, I wanna get fucked REAL hard, nigga. I want you to fuckin’ RAPE me like a prison bitch!”Chris gave me a puzzled grin. “What, nigga? You want me to rape you?”“Fuck yeah, bro,” I said.Still grinning, he walked right up to me. “You want me to just fuck the shit outta you? Get it REAL rough? Man, I don’t. As my hand reached his dick, I think I gasped into his mouth. I could not believe the sensation associated with touching another man’s dick. His dick seemed at least as big as mine and was hot to the touch even through his pants. We continued mauling each other as I rubbed and stroked his cock.I think it was the newness of the experience that was driving me crazy, but whatever it was I was rubbing his hard cock like mad. He slowly turned me around so I had perfect access to his cock and I began.