Her Legendary Ex-Boyfriend - Part 2

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"I've been flirting," Madalina said as she offered Hudson her phone. "For a few days, actually. Would you like to read the messages?"

"With Andrei?"

She nodded.

Hudson stared at the phone and a smile slowly crept across his face. He wasn't sure Madalina was going to follow through with her plan to flirt with Andrei. He liked that she'd done it, though, and he was suddenly quite desperate to read her messages.

He took the phone and Madalina curled up next to him in the bed. Her hand moved between his legs and into his boxer shorts to caress his flaccid cock. She kissed his neck as Hudson began to read her messages.

"It was so good to see you," Madalina began, referencing when she and Hudson had run into her ex-boyfriend.

"Yeah, you too," Andrei replied.

"Seeing you again...it's got me thinking about you."

"Really? Because I've been thinking about you too."

"We had some very good times, didn't we?"

"We certainly did."

The messages were relayed over a period of several hours, as if Madalina had sent one, closed her app, and refused to go back for a while, perhaps to tease Andrei a little.

"Do you remember Vancouver Island?" she asked.

Andrei replied with a series of emojis, all of which indicated that he remembered Vancouver Island and that there was a very good reason for that. "I do," he added. "I have very, very good memories of Vancouver Island."

"The hotel was incredible. The view. The view was remarkable Andrei."

"You were remarkable."

Hudson was hard by that point. He turned to Madalina and asked, "What happened on Vancouver Island?"

"Andrei took me there for a weekend getaway. The sex was mind-blowing. Truly mind-blowing, Hudson."

He was harder. Madalina must have noticed as she gripped him a little tighter and stroked a little faster. She kissed him and he closed his eyes and savored the dual pleasures of her tongue in his mouth and her fingers around his cock.

Hudson returned his gaze to the phone and continued reading.

"I remember that lingerie," Andrei messaged. "The basque. The one I bought you for that weekend. You looked so good in that, Madalina. Breathtaking."

Hudson moaned. Madalina still had the basque. She'd kept it for over a decade. She'd worn it for him a week ago. She'd worn it for him and fantasized about Andrei at his request and Hudson had cum remarkably hard as a result. He hadn't fully grasped just how meaningful the basque was, though, that his wife had kept it because she wanted a memento of her relationship with Andrei. Possessing that knowledge only turned him on more, though.

"He gave you the basque in Vancouver Island? That was a Valentine's Day trip?" Hudson asked.

"It was," Madalina said. "It was so romantic. It was so...it was perfect."

Madalina helped Hudson out of his shirt and kissed his chest. Then, to his delight, her lips made their way over his stomach and to his thighs before she moved between his legs and took his boxers off, leaving him naked in their bed.

"Keep reading," she said before kissing his thighs once more, this time moving from one to the other while inching towards his crotch.

"It was a very memorable Valentine's Day," Madalina had messaged. "Maybe the most memorable of my life."

Hudson closed his eyes. He was jealous that Andrei was responsible - perhaps - for a more memorable Valentine's Day than Hudson had ever provided his wife. More surprising, though, was the intensity of the arousal that accompanied that jealousy. Hudson quite liked that the desire he'd felt the week before had intensified over time.

"Mine too," Andrei replied. "And it's not even close, Madalina. I wish I'd thought to take pictures of you in that basque back then."

Hudson moaned as she took him in her mouth.

"I know it's not right, but after we ran into each other I couldn't help but think about you, about that weekend, about the fun we had," Madalina messaged.

Hudson found himself thinking from Andrei's perspective. A married woman was messaging him on Instagram. She was hinting - rather obviously - at the idea that she'd thought about the sex she and Andrei had shared. She was, at least from his perspective, engaging in something akin to mental infidelity. The fact that Andrei kept on messaging her meant - to Hudson, at least - that he very much liked that Madalina was indulging in memories of the sex they'd had.

"Now you've got me thinking about the fun we had that weekend."

"Any particular memories?" Madalina asked, opening the door for Andrei to be much more direct.

It took a few hours for him to respond, but then he said, "I remember coming back from a coffee run on the first morning we were there. I remember seeing you on the deck. You were dressed in the basque and nothing more. You were leaning against the railing and smiling at me. You had that little strip of pubic hair that felt like it was pointing me to where I needed to be. I set the coffees down and joined you on the balcony. You spun around as I came out. You grabbed the railing and pushed your ass towards me. You looked over your shoulder and told me to take you. I did."

Hudson was close to cumming in his wife's mouth. He couldn't believe how quickly her flirting had elevated to straight up dirty talk, though he probably shouldn't have been surprised. After all, Madalina had kept a piece of lingerie from her relationship with Andrei, which likely meant that her strongest memories of him were sexual in nature and it was reasonable to assume that it was the same for him.

"Holy shit," Hudson said.

Madalina looked up as his cock fell from her mouth. "Which part did you just read?"

"The part where he talked about the balcony sex in the hotel. With you sticking your ass out and turning around and telling him to take you."

She smiled and crawled forward. Madalina pulled her panties aside and sank down on his cock. Her wetness and incredible heat engulfed his cock as she lifted her t-shirt over her head and tossed it aside, revealing her bare, beautiful breasts.

"He fucked me so hard on that balcony," she said. "He was gentle at first, but I wanted it harder and faster. I wanted to feel taken by him, and he gave me that, Hudson. He gave me that and I came so hard all over his dick right before he filled me."

Hudson was grateful that Madalina wasn't riding him in that moment as he was certain he'd have cum inside her and ended the fun.

"You should keep reading," she said.

He turned his attention back to her phone and found her next message to her ex-boyfriend.

"I'm wet," was all it said.

He groaned and Madalina began to slowly ride him.

"I'm hard," Andrei messaged five minutes later.

An hour passed before Madalina messaged her ex-boyfriend again. "Maybe you should indulge in that memory again. Maybe you should do it while you're hard. Maybe you should relive it and see if it brings you anywhere near the pleasure it used to."

"It's amazing. All I have to do is close my eyes and I can see you on the balcony, Madalina. I can see you turning around. I can see you looking over your shoulder at me. I can hear you asking me to take you. I can even feel you."

Hudson's heart pounded as it fully dawned on him that his wife had gone from flirting to sexting with her ex-boyfriend. It had been less than 24 hours since her first message to him, too, so she hadn't wasted any time.

"I'd like it if you took pleasure in those memories, Andrei. I'd like it if you did that and told me about it, told me how good it felt, how much it turned you on to relive it."

He messaged not twenty minutes later. "Memories of you are an exquisite pleasure, Madalina, and I'm happy to say that they filled my head and brought me damn near the same kind of joy you used to bring me all those years ago. I am quite satisfied right now and that's all because of you."

"I'm wet," she messaged back.

"Perhaps you should let yourself enjoy those memories, too. There's no harm in a memory, right? There's no harm in closing your eyes and letting yourself go back there."

"I could do it while wearing the basque," she said.

"You still have the basque?" Andrei asked.

"I do. I kept it all these years."

"That's so hot."

"I know. It always felt naughty, like I should have let it go, like I should have let you exit my memories. I couldn't quite do it, though. I wanted a little something to hold on to, and that basque was the perfect thing."

"Could I see you in it?" he asked. "Could you take a picture for me?"

Hudson hadn't scrolled down far enough to see if Madalina had taken a picture for him. He looked up and saw pleasure on her face as she slowly moved her hips back and forth over his crotch, milking his dick and rubbing her clit into his pelvis.

"Did you send him a picture?" he asked.

She smiled. "You'll have to keep reading to find out."

Hudson wasn't sure if he was annoyed or aroused at the idea of Madalina going way further than a little bit of texting with her ex-boyfriend. Perhaps he was both.

He scrolled. Madalina messaged Andrei, "If I send a picture, will you promise to pleasure yourself while you look at it?"

"Yes," he replied.

"You'll have to wait a little while."

"You never made me wait before. You were always eager. You didn't make me wait once on Vancouver Island. I had you a dozen times over the course of the weekend."

"I know, and it was good each time. I was yours back then, though. All yours. I'm not yours now, though. I'm Hudson's. This is fun, though, and very naughty. But you do have to wait."

"I can wait," Andrei replied.

Madalina didn't send him a message for two days, though Andrei checked in multiple times each day. Then, finally, she sent him a picture of her in the basque. She was on her back in their bed. Her hand appeared to be between her legs, though the picture didn't show her pussy.

"You look even better than you do in my memories," Andrei replied. "You're stunning, Madalina. Perfect in every way. Can I ask? Are you touching yourself?"

"Yes," she messaged back.

"Are you thinking about me?"

"Yes."

"What are you thinking about?"

Hudson looked up from the phone. He was immensely aroused and close to cumming as Madalina continued to slowly milk him with her pussy. "This is so much more than flirting," he said.

"I know," she replied with a smile. "It was such a turn on, Hudson. I couldn't help myself. I didn't think you'd mind, though, and the fact that you're hard as a rock, that your chest is flushed red, that your pupils are wide...all of that means that you're turned on, that you like that I went way beyond flirting with my ex-boyfriend."

Some part of Hudson wanted to be frustrated. It was a perfectly reasonable response. It was drowned out by desire, though.

He turned his attention back to her phone.

"I'm thinking about our last day on Vancouver Island. How we went to dinner. How we shared a bottle of wine. How we got a little drunk. How I wore the basque for you when we got back to the room because you asked me to, because you said it was so sexy, because you loved it so much. I'm thinking about how I went down on you while I wore the basque, how I made your cock feel good with my mouth, how my lips stretched around you, how you tasted in my mouth, how sweet your precum was. I'm thinking about how I rode you, how I bounced on your cock until we both came. I'm thinking about the look on your face as you came in my pussy."

"Holy shit," Andrei replied. "I'm so hard."

Hudson saw a video. It was of the same view as the picture. He didn't play it, though.

"You sent him a video?" he asked.

She nodded.

"Were you really thinking about all that stuff you said you were thinking about?"

"I was. Every bit of it. I masturbated while thinking about it, while thinking about him. I sent him a video because he deserved to see the pleasure he'd given me, even after ten years apart. He deserved to see that he'd made me wet, that he'd gotten me all worked up, that he'd made me cum even though he hadn't fucked me in over a decade."

Hudson opened his mouth to say something, but Madalina silenced him with a kiss. He resisted for a moment, but there was no point. He was turned on. Immensely so, in fact, so he welcomed her tongue into his mouth and moaned as she bounced up and down on his cock for a handful of seconds before returning to the slow back and forth movements of her hips.

"Watch the video," she whispered, "and cum inside me."

Madalina sat up and rested her hands on his chest. Hudson tapped the screen right as she began to ride him.

The video showed Madalina on her back in their bed. She was holding the phone above herself and smiled before panning down to show off her body in the basque. She showed her pussy, too, and her fingers moving swiftly over her clit.

"I'm so wet for you, Andrei," she said. "Can you hear that? Can you hear how wet my pussy is for you?"

Madalina moved the phone closer to her pussy and Hudson heard the wetness. He was astounded that she'd gone past flirting and sexting, that she was now pretty damn close to cheating on him with her ex-boyfriend, or at least as close as someone could get without actually cheating. Hudson had given her permission - had encouraged her, really - to flirt with Andrei so any annoyance he was feeling needed to be directed inward.

"I wish you were inside me, Andrei," she continued. "I wish your cock was inside me right now. It feels so good to think about it, to play with my pussy as I think of you being deep inside me like you were on that weekend on Vancouver Island. When I wear this basque I can't stop thinking about you and all the times we had sex while I wore this for you. That's why I kept it. Because I can relive the memories, because it feels so good to do that."

She rubbed her pussy faster and Hudson marveled at how far she was willing to go in the video. He wondered if she'd worn the basque at any point in the previous ten years, if she'd perhaps done so with some frequency and had just kept it from Hudson.

"Andrei...I'm close...please...cum inside me!" she said in the video.

Hudson thought of Andrei watching it and jerking off. He thought of how good that must have felt for Madalina's ex-boyfriend and for some reason that was the thing that put him over the top.

"Fuck...I'm cumming!" he cried out as his loins exploded and he released his load inside his wife.

Hudson set the phone down as the video ended and let the intense pleasure of his orgasm envelop him.

Madalina came moments after him and Hudson immediately wondered if Andrei was on her mind. The notion was both stressful and thrilling as he was in the midst of his climax.

She collapsed on top of him and the scent of her shampoo filled his nose as he wrapped his arms around her. Her lower back was damp from the effort of riding him and he smiled at the notion that she'd put in quite a bit of effort to satisfy him.

"Were you thinking about him?" Hudson asked.

"Yes," she admitted before kissing him. "I can't help myself. I didn't film my orgasm in that video I sent him, but it was incredible, Hudson. Last week, when you told me to think about him as you fucked me...it opened something up and now he's on my mind all the time. I get turned on and I think about him."

"I like that," he said. "It's a little scary, if I'm being totally honest, but I like it."

Madalina sat up and smiled. "Andrei asked to have phone sex. I told him I'd think about it. What I meant was that I'd ask you about it. He doesn't know that you know about this, though."

"Is this you asking for permission to have phone sex with your ex-boyfriend?"

She nodded.

"Can I be there when you do it? Can I listen?"

"No. Not the first time. I think I'd be too uncomfortable, actually. Maybe if there's a second time we could figure out a way for you to listen."

Hudson was surprised by the level of disappointment he felt. That made him want to give her permission even more, though, because it meant that he really wanted to listen.

"Yes, you can have phone sex with him," he said.

She rewarded him with a deeply passionate kiss.

"Thank you," Madalina said. "I'm going to make him wait a few days. I think that paid off last time. I'll do it on Wednesday when you have to stay late at work. I'll wear the basque. I'll keep it on so you can see it when you get home, so you can fuck me in it while I tell you about the phone sex."

Hudson was damn near ready to fuck his wife again right then and there. He couldn't wait for Wednesday to come around.