The Last Fuck SeXStoRY

Just prior to my divorce from my first wife (we had been married for nearly eight years at that point), and even though she was already dating another guy, I found her one Sunday morning knocking on my apartment door! It was a cold-ass February, with several inches of snow on the ground, and a freezing wind whipping between the buildings. I opened the door to see what it was she wanted, and because of the cold, she just shoved her way on past me! To be honest, even though I knew our marriage was over with, and that she had been dating around (even before our divorce was even final!), I had missed her. Maybe I was a glutton for punishment! Afterall, our marriage had never been all that happy, even from the start. When she showed up at my apartment that morning, I hadn't had any sort of sex for nearly three months (unless you want to include masturbation); and so I was really horny! "Hey," she said, a little nervously. "Hey," I replied, just as nervous, and uncertain as to the nature of her sudden visit. I hadn't seen her since we had each moved out from the place we had shared for the last two years. She looked damned good standing there! That tall, statuesque figure of hers, big tits, natural blond hair and pale blue eyes like ice, brought back a lot of memories in a sudden rush of emotions. "So, what's up?" I asked her. She stepped towards me with a serious look on her face, and said, point blank: "I want a last fuck from you, before it's over." Our divorce was to be 'final' in only a matter of a week. "What do you say?" She added. She had already started undressing by tossing her winter coat onto the couch beside her, and within seconds, we were in a mad frenzy, with our clothes flying all over the place! "God, I've missed you!" I said truthfully, as she and I headed towards the bedroom. I watched her get onto my bed, and she positioned herself in a way she and I had never done before: on her hands and knees with her ass pointing in my direction! 'Doggy style' some people call it! Her behavior was unlike the way it had been when we had been together, and I found this more than a little exciting! "Fuck me from behind," she said. I already had a good hard-on at this point, and so I walked up behind her, as she balanced on her knees right on the edge of the mattress, put my hands on her smooth and flawless hips, and took in the sight of her pink pussy-slick facing backwards. She was already wet with the anticipation, and took several seconds to probe her pussy with my fingers, and smearing some of her jucies over the head of my cock! "Come on!" She said, turning to look over her sholder at me. "Fuck me!" I took one more step towards her, and pushing the head of cock up against her jucy cunt opening, I shoved my way on inside her with one, steady thrust! We both groaned as I did, and I went into a sudden burst of hard, urgent, rough fucking! As I did, the bed rocked noisily; and I was sure the next door neighbors might be able to hear us, but I knew that this was going to be the very last time I'd ever fuck my soon-to-be ex-wife; and I pushed all other considerations aside, as I continued to push my cock as deeply inside her incredibly moist and dripping wet pussy as I could! She and I didn't really speak during all this. This was pure, unadulterated, fucking. It had nothing to do with "love" so much as it had to do with simple a****l lust! The funny thing was, it was the best fucking she and I had ever had together; and it was now, at the end of our marriage, that we finally got to taste what that was like; what things might have been like for us had we really loved each other all those seven years! "Uh, FUCK me!" Was all my soon-to-be ex kept saying; over and over and over again, as my slippery wet cock kept plunging in, and then out, in, and then out! AS I felt my orgasm building up fast, I found myself thinking about her boyfriend, and what he might think of her fucking her soon-to-be ex-husband at the moment; and, I found the thought rather exciting! In fact, as I fucked her, I kept thinking of that other guys cock, and how it had obviously been where mine was at that moment, and the funny thing was, that excited me just as much! I continued to grunt and grown as I slammed my wife's pussy hard. My balls were slapping up against her clit; thump, thump, thump, thump! "Oh, yeaaahh...." I kept saying. I glanced over to the night stand table next to the bed, and there were several Penthouse magazines laying there. I wondered if my wife had seen them when she crawled up onto the bed. If she had, she hadn't seemed to react to their presence! "Oooh, yesss, FUCK me!" My wife's voice could be heard. "FUCK ME HAARRD!" I was whamming up against her ass cheeks quite vigorously at that point, and the bed had actually moved several inches from where it had been! The feel of her hot, wet, and amazingly tight pussy felt so incredibly good to me! I was going to miss it a lot. It was true that while married (and especially at the end) we had practically ceased fucking entirely, and that I had known she was fucking another guy (of which I had been willing to look the other way if only she would stay), this last taste of her pussy was all the more pleasurable for being the last! I have no idea just how long we fucked that last time. Probably less time than it has taken for me to put it down in words! I can still remember the look of her pussy with my jucy cock shaft pumping in and out! It was burned into my memory forever. When I came, I grabbed her hips in both hands, and pulling myself towards her, I shoved my cock head as DEEP inside her as I possibly could; and as I did, I began pumping a massive quantity of sperm into those moist, warm depths that I knew I would never know again! "Aah--- YEAAAAHHH!" I practically yelled out as the pleasure of the orgasm spasmed throughout my body, over and over again. Then, when I could pump not another drop of my cum into that tight little pussy, I let it soak inside for a moment before (and reluctantly) withdrew! I watched with such a mixture of both happy contentment, as well as regret, as my cock head finally reemerged into the light of day. I stood there looking at the her pussy slit, all nice and bright pink from all the vigorous fucking, and I saw a small trickle of my sperm oozing out. I had a sudden inspiration, and before she could turn over, I quickly leaned down and licked my tounge over the growing glob of sperm! It was both a final kiss, and something else that I could not find a word for at the time! My wife turned over onto the bed, and then got up. "I have to go." She said suddenly. "I, I can't stay." And I followed her out into the living room and watched as she got dressed. I wanted to say something about what we had just done. I wanted to even try to get her to change her mind about the divorce! That was crazy, of course. It was over and done with! The divorce papers had all been signed! She was seeing someone else anyway, but I would have still chosen to accomodate his exsistance, rather than loose her entirely! I was such a fool; such a glutton for punishment; such a... what? A 'cuckold?' Yes. that was the word: Cuckold. That was the first time I realized that this was the sort of person I was. We kissed one last time. "We can never do this again. Understand?" "Why?" "We just can't. This was 'goodbye!' " And goodbye it was! That was the "last fuck" my first wife and I ever had. It had to be the last in order for it to be the best!