MY INSATIABLE WIFE: a sweet cuckold romance

by POLLY ANDREA BUSCH

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  My name is Zachary. My wife Brittany and I in our twenties and we are parents for the first time. I wasn’t surprised that my wife didn’t seem interested in sex, given that we aren’t getting much sleep and all the hormonal changes. But being a guy, I still needed to get some action. I tried to be sensitive and just masturbate when I got the urge.

  One day, we were setting up a new baby monitor. We had been using one that was audio only but Brittany said she would feel more comfortable if we could actually see the baby. When we turned it on, we were surprised at what we were seeing. It was a black and white video of somebody’s bedroom. The camera showed an empty crib but through the slats you could clearly see the bed beyond it. Kneeling on the bed was a tall, muscular black man with a huge cock. Laying on the bed was a white woman.

  “I want your cock, baby. I need to feel that amazing dick inside of me.” It was our neighbor Amanda’s voice, pleading for her black lover to fuck her. She lives two apartment over from us and she’s Brittany’s friend. The rumor is that her black boyfriend, Lecarin, has a lot of children and doesn’t pay child support. One of his baby mamas became incarcerated so Amanda agreed to take care of the mulatto baby. Obviously they must have installed a baby monitor.

  “Play with your pussy for me, bitch,” he said, . “Show me how much you want my big black cock.”

  “We’re on the wrong channel,” I told my wife. “Our camera is on channel 5. Our receiver is on 3.”

  “Don’t touch it,” she replied, staring intently at the screen. “I’d always wondered if it was true about black guys. His cock is huge!”

  We watched as Lecarin fucked Amanda over and over. She was moaning in ecstasy, telling her black lover how great his cock felt and how skilled he is at fucking. Brittany seemed totally fascinated by the show, and as soon as the show was over we made love. It was the first time we’d had sex in weeks and my wife seemed more excited than she’d been in years. I knew that she was fantasizing about getting fucked by that big black cock.

  A few weeks later, I came home from work early and Brittany wasn’t there. I texted her to ask where she was, and she texted that she was at the grocery store and she’d be home by the time I arrived. But I saw her car parked in front of Amanda’s apartment. I thought that was strange because Amanda doesn’t get home until a couple of hours later. I wondered whether my wife was in there with Lecarin, and I thought about pounding on the front door. But then I decided I would try another tactic.

  I went to our bedroom and turned on the baby monitor to channel 3. Sure enough, my wife Brittany was in the bedroom with Lecarin, lying on the bed wearing a pajama bottom and a t-shirt. Lecarin was lying next to her wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts, running his hands all over my wife’s body. His hands slipped beneath her t-shirt. As he caressed her large breasts, she said, “I really want to but I can’t. I’m a married woman.”

  Lecarin tried to pull her shirt off, and Brittany lifted her arms to help him remove it. They kissed passionately, then he began to slowly move his way down her body. My wife was breathing hard and her nipples were erect, so she was clearly aroused. When he grabbed the waistband on her pajama bottoms, she lifted her hips to help him remove them.

  I don’t know why, but my penis was as hard as steel from watching this. I ran to the bedroom drawer and pulled out a bottle of lubrication. I lubed up and returned to the monitor. Lecarin’s shorts were now off and his thick, black monster was standing erect. It was only a couple inches longer than my penis but it was so much thicker. Brittany was now sitting up on the bed and she began sucking on his cock. Her mouth was fully filled and she was looking her black lover in the eyes. She was only able to take about half of it into her mouth, but Lecarin was praising her. She placed a hand on the shaft and began stroking it while her other hand massaged his balls. Finally, Lecarin pushed her back onto the bed.

  “Please, baby, give me that big black cock,” my wife said, wild with lust, her legs spread wide as she gazed into her black lover’s eyes, her fingers rubbing her clit. “I want to feel it inside of me, filling me completely. I need it!”

  Lecarin took station between Brittany’s legs. Her delicate white pussy was threatened by the long, thick black cock that was menacing in front of it. He pressed the head against her entrance and slowly inched it in.

  “Wow,” my wife moaned, breathing heavily. “It feels so good. It’s so much better than my husband’s little dick.” Finally, he was balls deep inside of her. “Yes… yes, baby, it feels so full. I’m stretched tight. My pussy was made for a cock like yours.”

  Lecarin’s face was on her neck, then they began kissing. He picked up the pace, thrusting fiercely into my wife’s cunt, and she groaned out her appreciation. I could hear the bed squeaking with each thrust, and a slurping sound as his black serpent slipped in and out of her sopping-wet snatch. I couldn’t take anymore and my penis squirted out juice like a sliced lemon, landing on the carpet.

  “God, I love fucking you white bitches,” Lecarin said, his own breath labored. “Your pussies are so tight.” My wife’s arms were wrapped around Lecarin’s broad shoulders, her ankles locked around his waist, holding him close as their tongues danced inside each other’s mouths. Brittany was moaning her approval, groaning her joy as her grateful pussy was relentlessly battered by his thick black monster. Over and over, I heard my wife cry in pleasure, “I’m cumming, baby,” arching her back as the waves of intense pleasure rolled over her body.

  After about fifteen minutes, Lecarin began breathing harder. “I’m gonna cum, bitch. I’m gonna fill your white pussy up!” Finally, he pushed in balls deep and filled her with his baby batter, as my wife had yet another intense orgasm.

  As the lover layed in a post-coital embrace, my wife told her black lover that she wanted to have sex with him all the time, and they could get together while her husband is at work. I turned the channel back to channel 5, turned off the monitor, got dressed and ran out of the house. I drove around for a while and then arrived home at my usual time.

  Over the last few months, our sex life has improved dramatically ever since my wife’s encounter with Lecarin. I like to get her into bed as soon as I get home, which is probably only minutes after she’s finished with her black stud. I’ve noticed that she feels looser. She also feels wetter and she tells me that it’s because her sex drive is back, but I know that the wetness is a combination of her juices and her black lover’s semen. I always pull out and cum on her belly since my wife hasn’t used birth control since we had the baby. In the last few days, we haven’t had sex because she feels very nauseated but until then it’s been a blast!

  THREESOME FUN

  By Polly Andrea Busch

  Copyright 2016 by Polly Andrea Busch. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or any method including (without limitation) electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. This work is a work of fiction. All characters in the work are fictitious and any similarity to any other person, living or dead, real or fictional, is purely coincidental. All characters in this publication are twenty-one years of age or older. All rights reserved.

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  “Honey, they’re here,” my beautiful wife Ava said. She raced to the front door wearing just a thin black satin robe over her black bra and panties.

  “They?” I asked.

  To help spice up our marriage, I’d agreed to let Ava date other guys but I didn’t think she’d be dating more than one guy at a time!

  “Yes, Mark,” she said. “Jordell asked if he could bring over his friend Kawann.”

  When my wife opened the front door, there were two muscular, dark skinned black guys standing there. They weren’t wearing shirts, only blue jeans that were so low they revealed the
top of their underwear. Both men had shaved heads and they were covered with tattoos.

  “I’m Jordell,” said the tallest one, shaking my hand. The other guy just nodded and walked inside.

  “Bye, honey,” Ava said, giving me a peck on the cheek as I walked out the front door. I was supposed to go to the movies so they could be alone, but as I walked down the front walkway I had a hard erection just thinking of my little Ava with her black lovers.

  I got in my car, thought about it, then realized that I would get a better show staying at home. I sneaked back in through the garage and made it up to our bedroom on the second floor. The bedroom door was open so I stayed on the stairs, watching from a distance.

  Jordell was laying on the bed, fully naked. His cock was fully erect and had to be about eight inches long.

  “Gosh, it’s so big! It’s gotta be twice as long as my husband’s penis.”

  “Yeah, this is a black man’s cock,” he said. “You’re going to get the real deal tonight.”

  She began sucking on his cock just as Kawann walked up next to her. His cock was much longer, probably a good foot long. Ava’s eyes nearly popped out of her head.

  “Son of a bitch! That’s unbelievable!” She put a hand on the shaft but it didn’t quite go around it. “I don’t know if I can take something so big!”

  Kawann smiled broadly, nodding. “That’s what they all say.” My wife put her lips on Kawann’s monster cock but she couldn’t take much inside. She swirled her tongue around the head, then it made a pop sound as it slipped out of her mouth. She smiled as she went back and forth, sucking each cock. Finally, Kawann got up and moved behind her.

  From my angle, I had an excellent view. Ava was bent over the edge of the bed, eagerly sucking on Jordell’s cock, exposing her vulnerable backside.

  At the same time, Kawann moved up behind her, played with her tits and forcing his black monster inside my wife’s delicate white pussy. Ava moaned but it was muffled because her mouth was filled with cock.

  “Oh, God, slow down. It hurts, baby. My husband has a little penis. I’m not used to having a decent-sized cock inside of me.” Jordell slapped her face, put his hands behind her head and pulled her face down and her mouth back onto his cock.

  “You’re doing great,” Kawann replied from behind her as he pushed deeper and deeper, relentlessly stretching her open. “Yeah, you got a nice, tight pussy.” When he got balls deep, he grabbed her hips and started pounding hard and fast, jack hammering into her pussy. Ava’s moans were muffled, her mouth filled with cock, and I couldn’t tell if she was crying in pleasure or pain.

  “Yeah, bitch,” Jordell said, slapping my wife’s face. “Suck that black cock.” He slapped her again and again.

  Kawann leaned forward and pounded even harder. Her body was rocking hard, her feet coming off the floor with every monstrous thrust. I thought about walking in and stopping it, but I didn’t. Finally, Kawann pulled out and he laid down on the bed next to Jordell.

  “You like that, bitch?” Kawann asked.

  “It felt amazing,” she said after taking the cock from her mouth. I felt relieved to hear that she was enjoying it. “After experiencing a real man, I can never go back to my husband’s tiny little dick. It just can’t satisfy me.”

  “Ride me cowgirl,” he said. Ava got on top of him, moaning as his cock slid all the way inside of her. She leaned down and they began kissing. Kawann’s muscular black arms held her shoulders, pulling her close to him as they kissed.

  Jordell lubed up his cock with our anal lubrication, then got up behind Ava. As he pressed it against her asshole, she lifted her head. “Go slow,” she pleaded. He slowly inched his cock inside of her. Soon there were two cocks inside of her, pushing in and out in rhythm with one another. Ava was moaning out of control, in total ecstasy from the fucking she was receiving. “It feels so amazing. Two cocks. So intense!”

  A few minutes later, Kawann climaxed. Jordell was still pumping away when Kawann’s cock softened and slipped out. Semen was dripping out of her cunt as she kissed Kawann.

  “I’m about to cum,” Jordell said. “Gonna cum!” He quickly pulled his cock out of my wife’s asshole and brought it over to her face. She took his cock inside of her mouth and sucked him with wild abandoned. I grimaced, thinking that it must taste like shit, but she licked his cock eagerly and brought him to climax. She smiled broadly as he exploded violently in her mouth, shooting spurt after spurt into her mouth. She swallowed his entire load, then the lovers laid together on the bed, with my wife in between. Her hands were slowly pumping their cocks back to life as she praised their sexiness and their enormous black tools.

  I sneaked back out of the house and went to see a movie. The whole time, I was thinking about my wife with her lovers. When I finally came home, they were having a threesome in the shower. It was after midnight before Jordell and Kawann finally left for the night. When I slipped into bed, I tried to get some action but Ava told me that her pussy and asshole were too sore for any more sex that night. However, she didn’t neglect me. She gave me a nice hand job while telling me all the details of what happened earlier than evening. I was so excited that my little peashooter squirted its juice nearly a foot into the air!

  I’M YOUR WIFE’S BLACK LOVER

  By Polly Andrea Busch

  Copyright 2015 by Polly Andrea Busch. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or any method including (without limitation) electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. This work is a work of fiction. All characters in the work are fictitious and any similarity to any other person, living or dead, real or fictional, is purely coincidental. All characters in this publication are twenty-one years of age or older. All rights reserved.

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  My name is Ladarius. I live in the city but I drive out to the suburbs, sometimes hours away, to service white wives. I have dozens of white wives in my bullpen. When one of them is busy or she’s on her period, it’s not a problem because I just move on to the next one. Hardly a day goes by that I don’t have sex at least once and usually it’s with a different woman. And one of those women is your wife.

  About three months ago, I was in your neighborhood fucking a white wife a few doors down. Her husband works the night shift so I’m able to stop by her house after the kids are in bed and fuck her brains out. She’s a little overweight but I don’t mind a woman with a little booty on her. And she started running her mouth like I knew she would, telling the other women in her life about how big my cock is and how great it feels inside of her pussy. One of the women she told is your wife.

  I’ll tell you about the first time that I fucked her. It was a couple weeks ago. You were at work and you thought your wife was, too. But she called in sick and never went anywhere. You and the kids were gone so we had the house all to ourselves.

  “I’m so excited,” she said, running her hands down my chiseled chest. “You’ve got me so wet.”

  “Yeah. This your first time?”

  “It’s not my first time cheating on my husband,” she said. “But it’s my first time with a black guy.”

  “You cheat on him with white guys?”

  She nodded. “I normally date guys who look like him, but taller and stronger and better looking. That way, when I get pregnant, he thinks it’s his kid because it looks like him.” She began unbuckling my belt.

  “How do you know it ain’t?”

  “I make my husband wear rubbers,” she said with a wicked smile. “I tell him that I don’t like the Pill and don’t want my body filled with artificial hormones. But the real reason is that it lets me choose which guy gets to impregnate me. I’m willing to have sex with my husband but I want to make sure that I get pregnant by the best possible men. My children deserv
e to have the best biological fathers, not just some nice nerdy guy who happens to have a job.”

  I snorted. “You’re a pretty naughty bitch.” Actually, what she was doing wasn’t uncommon at all. About 20% of kids have a real daddy different from the man who raised them. I was happy to hear that she was using rubbers with her husband. When the woman is on the Pill, I always try to get her to switch to rubbers. It’s easy to get a woman to “forget” to use condoms when she’s with a strong, sexy man. It’s harder when she’s white and you’re black but I’ve managed to knock up eight white wives. Only stupid bitch aborted my baby. The other seven wives did the right thing and had my baby. Their husbands were pissed at first, but they were nice guys and agreed to raise my babies as their own. I love nice guys.

  Your wife led me to the bedroom and we quickly undressed. Underneath her work clothes she was wearing a pair of sexy white bra and panties. She then kneeled down in front of me, put one hand around the base of my cock, then looked up into my eyes. “I hardly ever do this for my husband.” She kept her eyes locked on mine as she sucked my cock, her tongue swirling around the top of the shaft, slowly rotating her head to give some extra sensation, as her other hand gently massaged the bottom of my ball sack. I gotta hand it to her, your wife is a talented cocksucker. But I pushed her head gently away and she rose to her feet. I grabbed her hips and bent her over your bed.

  I aimed the head of my cock right at the entrance to her honeypot. Her cunt was dripping wet and I could smell the strong odor of pussy. I could tell by the look and feel of her juices that she was at the right time of month to get pregnant. I ran the head of my cock up and down to wet it, then pushed it inside of her, all eight inches, in one push.

  “Damn, bitch, you’re fucking wet. Nice and tight.”

  Your wife moaned loud and deep. “Oh, God, it feels so good. So thick and deep.” I leaned forward and slipped a hand underneath her so that two of my fingers were on her clit. That way, with every thrust she gets a little clit action. I began to thrust into her fast and hard. Her wet curly pubic hair was clinging to my shaft with every thrust.