Her Legendary Ex-Boyfriend - Part 1

"What are you thinking about?"

"What?" Hudson asked.

Madalina held his gaze - seemingly studying his eyes, in fact - and asked, "What are you thinking about as you fuck me?"

Hudson felt like he'd been caught, though there was no way his wife could have read his mind and discerned that he was thinking about something she probably would have found off-putting.

He stopped thrusting as a result of that sensation. He was thrown. He wasn't sure how to answer her question, as he couldn't possibly tell the truth.

"Baby, what are you thinking about?" she asked with a touch of worry in her voice.

"You," he said. That was true. It wasn't the whole truth, but it was true.

"If you're thinking about me, why do you have that look on your face?"

Hudson considered being argumentative, but he was inside his wife. It felt like a foolish time for doing whatever he could to avoid answering her question.

"Hudson, please, tell me what you're thinking about?"

He tried to pull out but Madalina grabbed his ass and squeezed with surprising strength to pull him back inside her.

"You've never asked that before," he said. "Why did you ask it today?"

"Because your face looked like you were enjoying yourself more than usual and we've been having sex for a decade now and it just...it just seemed unusual that you suddenly seemed to be having such a good time."

He could see the insecurity on her face. She thought he was thinking of another woman. Her insistence on his answering made perfect sense. Of course she'd want to know if he was picturing someone else while fucking her.

Hudson took a deep breath and prepared to take a wild and potentially dangerous leap. "I was thinking about you and Andrei."

To say his answer surprised Madalina was an understatement. She looked completely and utterly baffled.

"My ex? That Andrei?"

Hudson nodded. He and Madalina had recently run into Andrei at a charity function. He'd seemed like a perfectly nice fellow, but Hudson had noticed the undeniable chemistry between Andrei and Madalina. They hadn't done anything, but the chemistry was there, as if their bodies could remember how good things had been between them. Madalina had been especially voracious in bed that night and Hudson was convinced it was because the sudden appearance of her ex-boyfriend had triggered a more significant kind of desire than she usually felt.

More surprising to Hudson - far more surprising, really - was that he found it so arousing. He should have been put off. He should have felt like Madalina felt when she was convinced that Hudson was thinking of another woman. He didn't, though. Instead he was turned on. Massively turned on. Turned on to the point that it worried him, which is why he'd worked very hard to try and stop himself from thinking about it again. He'd failed at that, of course, and had repeatedly found his mind wandering down that particular path. Each time his mental wanderings led him to arousal.

"Why are you thinking about me and Andrei?" she asked.

Hudson noted that Madalina maintained her grip on his ass, that his confession hadn't horrified her to the point that she wanted to disengage sexually.

He moved his hips a little, grinding them back and forth and hopefully spurring a bit of pleasure for his wife's clit. He saw it on her face. It was momentary, but it was there.

"Because it turned me on when you were thinking about him the night we saw him at that charity auction," Hudson answered.

First there was a flash of guilt on her face. Then came the denial. "That's not true."

Hudson pulled out as far as his wife's tight grip on his ass would allow and filled her slowly. He leaned down and kissed her neck. "It is true. You were like a tigress that night. You were more turned on than you've been in years. You were thinking of him. You were thinking of how good it had been with him. You were thinking of the sex you used to have with him."

He looked down at his wife. She was fighting it. He could see it. She didn't want to admit that he was right.

Hudson kissed her neck again. He kissed her in the spot that always turned her on. He moaned and he used his tongue a little while thrusting and shifting his hips back and forth to generate as much friction against her clit as possible.

"Hudson...baby..."

He could hear the lust in her voice. She could probably hear it in his, too.

"Think about him right now," he said. "Think about Andrei. Think about how he used to fuck you. Think about how good he used to fuck you."

Madalina ran her hands up his back and gripped his shoulders. She wrapped her legs around him and unleashed a beautiful moan.

"Say his name," Hudson whispered.

She moaned. Hudson fucked her harder.

"Andrei...it feels so good," Madalina said softly.

Hudson found another gear. He fucked his wife harder and faster. She moaned louder and deeper in response.

"Andrei...baby...you fuck me so good...you fuck me so good!"

Hudson and Madalina came together. Her first and him a split second later. His body trembled as he unleashed inside her. He'd enjoyed his orgasm that night when they'd run into Andrei at the charity auction, but this was something else entirely. This was a new level of pleasure. This was a bliss brought about by Madalina admitting that she was thinking of Andrei, of her saying his name, of her seeming to cum just as hard as Hudson was cumming.

He remained inside her for a few minutes after his orgasm subsided and then pulled out and rolled onto his back. He glanced Madalina's way and saw her chest heaving and her eyes closed. He wondered what she was thinking about, but Hudson chose not to ask.

Eventually she rolled over, kissed him on the cheek, and rested her head against his shoulder. Hudson put his arm around her and Madalina moved closer. She kissed his cheek again and her fingers moved through his chest hair.

"I enjoyed that," she said.

"Me too," he replied.

That was all either of them said about it that night. It wasn't the last time that Andrei would play a part in their sex life, though.

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"Darling?"

Hudson looked up from his phone to see his wife standing in the living room doorway. She was naked with one hand resting high on the door fame and the other at her side. Her lips were glossy, her dark hair was long and wavy, and her bikini line looked freshly shaved. She'd clearly put in a great deal of effort to look good and Hudson momentarily worried that he'd forgotten something important, like an obscure anniversary. He hadn't, though. They only had a few of those and today wasn't one of them.

"Would you follow me to the bedroom?" she asked.

He dropped his phone on the couch and rushed after his wife. He caught up to her halfway to the bedroom and wrapped his arms around her. She rested her hands on his as Hudson brushed her hair to the side and kissed her neck.

"You look stunningly sexy," he whispered.

Madalina turned her head to kiss him. "I'm glad you think so. Now follow me."

She took his hand and led him into the bedroom. The bed was neatly made and resting on their dark blue comforter was what Hudson had learned is called a basque. It was like a corset, only far less rigid in its construction and arguably sexier because of that. The basque was intricately designed with touches of lace and sheer material and its dark red color lent it an air of sexiness even while it rested on the bed. A pair of matching panties and dark red stockings sat alongside the basque and Hudson was curious as to why his wife wasn't wearing it.

"What do you think?" Madalina asked as she gestured towards the lingerie.

"It looks really sexy."

"Would you like me to wear it for you?"

He nodded. "Yes, absolutely. Is it new?"

She shook her head. "It's over a decade old, in fact."

"You owned it...wait, did you own it before we met?"

Madalina nodded and picked up the basque. She held it against her body, closed her eyes for a moment, and smiled. "I probably shouldn't have kept it. You're not supposed to keep things from previous boyfriends when you start dating a new guy."

Hudson's heart pounded. "Which boyfriend gave it to you?"

"Andrei, of course."

Hudson stepped closer and ran his fingers over the sheer material. It was impossibly soft and he knew her breasts would feel utterly magnificent when hugged by it. "You wore it for him?"

"He gave it to me for Valentine's Day one year. He said it was his favorite style of lingerie. I'd wear it for him when I really wanted to turn him on."

"He'd fuck you in this lingerie?"

Madalina nodded. "He liked me to keep it on while he fucked me. It turned him on, and when he was turned on like that he'd fuck me so good."

Hudson was hard. He hadn't even noticed it happening. "Will you wear it for me?"

She smiled. "I will, but I'll have a hard time not thinking about him."

Madalina picked up the panties and the stockings and walked towards the bathroom. "Get naked," she said before shutting the door.

Hudson stripped and crawled into the bed. He couldn't stop thinking about his wife having sex with Andrei. He pictured the man he'd met at the charity auction. He pictured him fucking Madalina. He pictured his wife in the lingerie she'd brought into the bathroom. It was all so astoundingly hot that Hudson's dick remained hard without the need for him to touch himself.

Then the bathroom door opened. Madalina stepped into the doorway and struck the same pose as when she'd greeted Hudson naked in the living room. He sat up and stared. His eyes scanned her body and every inch of her looked perfect.

"How do I look?"

"Perfect," he said.

Madalina sauntered towards the bed, though she took her time. With every step Hudson felt his desire building. The fantastical imagery of another man fucking his wife continued to play out in his head, too.

She crawled into the bed and on top of him. Hudson ran his hands over the multi-textured basque and cupped her breasts. She leaned down and kissed him softly.

"I wasn't kidding when I said I'd have trouble not thinking about Andrei," she whispered. "I just want to make sure that you're okay with that."

"I am."

She sat up and began to move her hips back and forth over his crotch. "Are you sure? You don't think it's a little bit dangerous to encourage your wife to think about her ex-boyfriend?"

It was dangerous. Hudson knew that. He also knew that the danger of it was probably why he found it so exciting, or at least part of it.

"Does it turn you on to think about him?" he asked.

She nodded and grasped her breasts through the basque. She looked so good that Hudson was tempted to spin her onto her back and fuck her with wild abandon. He knew he wouldn't last long, though, so he staved off his desire to be inside her.

"Yes, it turns me on," Madalina answered.

She inched her hips back until Hudson's cock rested against her lower stomach. Then Madalina pulled her panties aside, lifted her hips, and took him inside her. She closed her eyes, grasped her breasts once more, and sank down on Hudson's stiffness. He ran his hands over the smooth nylon of her stockings and caressed the lace tops before inching his fingers towards her ass.

"Did you ride him in this basque?" he asked.

"I did. So many times. It always felt so good to sit down on his big cock and rest my hands on his muscular chest."

Hudson groaned as his wife's pussy suddenly felt a little more pleasurable. Her comment had turned him on. Thinking of Andrei's big cock inside her had turned him on. Thinking of her pleasure at having him inside her had turned him on and the sex felt better because of it.

"He would tell me how good my pussy felt," she whispered with her eyes still closed. "He would tell me how tight and wet it was. He would tell me how it always felt like my pussy was made to pleasure his cock."

She rocked her hips back and forth and Hudson closed his eyes and imagined his wife riding another man's cock.

"Did it feel like his cock was made to pleasure you?" Hudson asked.

Madalina opened her eyes and stared down at him. Then she leaned forward, kissed Hudson softly, and whispered, "Yes. His cock was absolutely designed to pleasure my pussy, to pleasure me, to give me the most incredible orgasms."

"Fuck..." Hudson whispered.

Madalina sat up and began to move her hips back and forth at a remarkable pace. She took Hudson's hands and placed them on her tits. He squeezed like he imagined she wanted and then she closed her eyes, threw her head back, and screamed, "Fuck, Andrei!" before cumming with Hudson's stiff dick buried deep inside her.

The orgasm went on for quite some time before Madalina smiled, let out a deeply satisfied moan, and lifted her pussy from Hudson's cock. She rolled onto her back next to him and he turned to watch her chest heave. Her breasts looked marvelous in the basque and he couldn't take his eyes off of them.

"Stand next to the bed," she said between breaths.

Hudson did as instructed and Madalina turned her body towards him and scooted forward until her pussy was right at the edge of the bed.

"Lift my feet and rest them on your shoulders."

Hudson did so and stared down at his wife's pussy, which was mere inches from the still-slick head of his cock.

"Now put your cock inside me and fuck me as hard as you like until you cum deep in my pussy. Just like Andrei used to do."

Hudson slipped his dick inside her and began to fuck his wife. He noted how good she looked in the basque, how in this particular position she looked stunningly hot, how staring down at her was an arousing experience all on its own, and an experience that was enhanced considerably by being inside her.

"I loved when he'd fucked me like this," she said. "He'd grunt and groan and it would feel so good knowing that my pussy was giving him pleasure, that he was going to bury himself inside me and unload, that he was going to fill me with his cum."

"Fuck..."

"Should I think about that, baby? Should I think about how Andrei used to fuck me just like this and fill my pussy with his cum?"

"Yes!"

Madalina reached down to play with her clit as Hudson fucked her fiercely. He wondered if he compared favorably with Andrei. He wondered if he could compare favorably to a man whose most recent memories were a decade old in Madalina's head. He wondered if the fact that she thought of Andrei as some legendary past lover made fucking her in that moment so much hotter.

Hudson didn't actually have to wonder about that last part. He knew it was true. It felt weird to admit it as he pounded his wife's pussy, but he knew it was true.

"Andrei, cum inside me!" she cried out.

Hudson couldn't hold back. The thrill of his wife calling for another man to cum inside her was too much to resist. He buried his dick in her exceedingly wet pussy and he came inside her while his body trembled. Thankfully, Madalina came just a few moments after he stopped thrusting, giving her a second orgasm for the night.

Eventually, Hudson leaned forward to kiss her. Madalina lured his tongue into her mouth as she caressed his face while wrapping her legs around his ass.

"Thank you for wearing this incredible lingerie," he said.

"Thank you for asking me to think about my ex-boyfriend. That was so much hotter than I thought it would be."

Hudson smiled. "I know, right?"

She rewarded him with another kiss and then Hudson pulled out and grabbed his underwear to soak up the cum that was trying to leak out of her.

"We should do that again sometime," he said.

"We should." Madalina sat up and smiled. "Maybe I should get in touch with Andrei and let him know I've been thinking about him."

Hudson stared at her.

"Nothing serious," she said. "Just a little harmless Instagram flirtation, you know?"

"That would be really hot," he replied. "Unless that's weird, in which case it wouldn't be."

She laughed, leaned over, and kissed him on the cheek. "I agree that it would be really hot. I'll get in touch some time this week. Maybe I'll even tell him that I still have the basque. I'll bet he'd like that."

"I want to make you cum again," Hudson said without thinking. "Can I do that? Is that selfish?"

"Maybe, but I don't care. You can absolutely make me cum again. Fingers?"

He nodded and Madalina laid in bed. Hudson laid next to her and they kissed as his fingers made their way between her legs. Soon enough she was moaning. He was going to take his time, though, and they were going to talk about her flirting with her ex-boyfriend because thinking about it really turned him on.