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It's all in the Family.
Four years of studying, light partying, some dating and more studying. I had friends, a future as a lawyer, and despite missing my parents, I lived happily.
I first met Sara, my future wife, when I was 23 years old. We dated briefly, broke up and forgot about each other for five years, when suddenly we ran into each other on the streets of Manhattan once day, grabbed a drink, had some dinner, spent the next 8 months together and got married in a civil ceremony at City Hall in downtown New York City.
I was madly in love with Sara when we got married and that never changed. Sex was wonderful from the start. She is a beautiful, voluptuous woman. Irish heritage, black hair and green eyes, standing at 5'7", 120 lbs, nice C-cup boobs that she loved me to play with. And freckles. She drove me wild with passion and we couldn't get enough of each other.
The first few years were wonderful. We made love almost every night. We role played when we didn't feel like straight-old sex; used toys, and excited each other by talking about what we would do to each other. She was an addiction for me. Our marriage was great. We fought about stupid things, but always rallied when something important was afoot. I was going to live the rest of my life with Sara and our children, and finally, after a couple of years of trying, we were rewarded with a daughter. Life was beautiful.
But. And there is always a but in these stories. I had a secret. Well, not so much a secret as a fetish. A fetish I could not talk to her about. At least I didn't think so. I love pornography. Even though I was satisfied with my love life, I couldn't wait to get to my office each morning and load up some fetish porn. Big tits. Huge tits. Tits getting fucked. Facial videos. Anal. Especially first time anal videos. Cuckold videos. Gay cocksuckers. Trannies, lezzies, sissies, big cock videos, huge cock videos, first time videos, threesomes, foursomes, orgies... basically anything that would strike my fancy. Some days it was beautiful young girls giving head. Other days it was a gay guy sucking his first cock and getting his first cum bath. And so forth.
I never acted on the videos. Although sometimes I needed more, and I would start chats with women. We would flirt, talk about what we would do to each other, and I would jerk off (always intending to eat my cum afterwards but never doing it as the wish to eat cum would vanish, as soon as I came...). But I never actually met anyone, never actually touched anyone other than my wife. Because in my mind I felt that, although the harmless flirting and sexting with strangers was a slight violation of my marriage vows, anything further would be cheating and a betrayal. So, with that spurious reasoning, I continued to flirt and sext online, and then I would work out the sexual frustrations with my wife when I got home.
In retrospect, maybe I should have talked to my wife. But I couldn't. And, as I progressed, my fetish became darker; my fantasies - dirtier. I began to pretend to be gay, and to pick up men (online). We would talk, exchange pictures and fantasies and often masturbate together on-line. Although I never wanted to be with a man, I found myself describing submissive acts that I promised I would do to strange gay men.
And so, one day, I found myself taking to "Jack" on line.