MY INSATIABLE WIFE: a sweet cuckold romance

by POLLY ANDREA BUSCH

  We did the threesome routine with lover being wrapped by hubby a couple of times but that didn't work out. We went back to what we had done before – manual for him before I went out, my going out and then returning for him to pleasure me to exhaustion. I still had my diaphragm just in case I forgot to take the pill but rarely used it and hubby still didn't know I had one.

  Last summer we took a two week vacation with the kids. We went to visit a guy in Colorado who was in my hubby's old fraternity. Hubby took the condoms but slipped the pills out of my purse and left them at home. Imagine my panic the first night when I discovered the pills were not where I had put them. Two weeks and no playing around without using rubbers, and to make matters worse, the second week of the vacation I was supposed to be fertile. Well, you guessed it – although hubby and I had more sex than usual (protected of course), I also had sex with two black guys, one of whom who used a condom the several times we had sex one night after drinks, and my hubby's frat brother who didn't and used me throughout the second week. You guessed it – I took and hubby told me he had set it all up. We now have a two-month-old baby boy to show for it and hubby hasn't cum in me unprotected for a little less than five years.

  I truly love the hotwife lifestyle. I don’t feel that any one man is enough to satisfy a woman, and I really enjoy the variety I’ve experienced. Each man has sex in a different way, and I love the noises they make when they’re cumming and feeling their cocks deep inside of me, shooting their cream inside another man’s fertile wife. My black lovers are like criminals, stealing another man’s rights as they impregnate another man’s wife. I feel like there’s nothing sexier than a criminal, and I know a lot of other women feel the same way.

  I’ve also learned to really love the idea of hubby having to wear a condom. He pulls out, the cum-filled reservoir hanging limply, and I think “he wasted another load” and I've saved myself for my black studs and their seed. When we’re having sex, I love to encourage hubby: “Break the rubber, honey! I'm fertile and I want your baby!” With my lovers now though, I'm protected but who knows when I'll go back to the diaphragm. It has just the right amount of risk to make it exciting.

  NATURAL INSEMINATION:

  SURROGATE FOR A SEXY BLACK MILLIONAIRE

  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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  About five years ago, my wife Kaitlyn decided that she wanted to be a surrogate mother. We are in our twenties and we already had one child, which was all we wanted. (After our daughter’s birth, at my wife’s urging, I got a vasectomy.) But it was an easy pregnancy and Kaitlyn, being a caring person and always concerned about helping society, thought it would be a nice way to help out other couples that are having trouble conceiving. Also, she would get paid tens of thousands of dollars for carrying the child.

  After researching it, we decided to give it a go. The agency connected us with a very attractive black couple. The guy is Carlton N’dambi. I’d never heard of him before, but apparently he’s the world middleweight boxing champion. The guy was an African immigrant with a goatee and very dark skin. He stood about 6’5, muscular with a broad frame. His wife Hailey, I learned, was a blonde fashion model from New York. Unfortunately, his wife was unable to conceive so they needed a surrogate.

  When we met them at a restaurant, I could tell that my wife was very attracted to Carlton. She was crossing and uncrossing her legs and flipping her hair. I could also tell that Carlton was attracted to her as well. When we got home, she told me that he’d removed his shoe and ran his foot up her leg during dinner. I’d never had a problem with Kaitlyn being flirtatious, and I thought it was good that there was some chemistry between her and the man whose baby she was going to carry.

  We tried a round of IVF but my wife failed to take, which is fairly common. Then I got a call from Hailey. She said that now that we’d officially used IVF, we wouldn’t need to go that route any more. It cost $15,000 per treatment and it’s not very effective, so if everybody was agreeable we could just use natural insemination. They would happily pay the money to us rather than the clinic, and we could get this going more quickly.

  I was shocked. I asked her if she would be okay with Carlton having sex with another woman. She said that it wouldn’t bother her, given the situation, and that it’s actually a fairly common thing in the surrogacy industry. She asked if we would be okay with it. I told her that I would ask Kaitlyn.

  When I ran the idea by Kaitlyn, her eyes lit up. She was very interested in having sex with this famous, athletic, black millionaire. Of course, she would only do it if I was okay with it. I told her that we needed the money and, for $15,000 per cycle, there didn’t seem to be any reason not to. I called Hailey and told her that we were accepting her offer. Afterward, Kaitlyn and I made love and she seemed especially hot, no doubt dreaming of having sex with her sexy new black lover.

  That weekend, Kaitlyn and I went to the lingerie store to buy some sexy little things to wear for Carlton. She selected a number of different outfits and modeled them for me. She looked amazing in any of them, or in nothing at all.

  That Monday night, after our daughter was asleep, Carlton arrived at our house for his first insemination appointment. He was dressed in blue jeans and a t-shirt and carrying a dozen roses. I could smell cologne on him. This didn’t seem like a business appointment to me, but I was fine with it. I called for Kaitlyn and she came down the stairs from our bedroom wearing a red bra and red crotchless panties beneath a thin transparent white robe. She kissed him and thanked him for the roses, quickly put them into a vase in the kitchen, and then walked with him hand-in-hand up the stairs to our bedroom.

  I walked down to the basement to use the computer. Unbeknownst to Kaitlyn, I had set up a hidden camera on her dresser so I would be able to see and hear all the action. I had a bottle of lube down there for watching porn, anyway, so I had everything I needed to enjoy the action.

  When I turned on the camera, I couldn’t see Kaitlyn, just Carlton. He was standing next to the bed wearing nothing but a pair of long black pair of boxers. After we’d met him, I went back and watched some of his matches and I realized that he was wearing the shorts that he would wear into the ring. I could see a large bulge up the front of them, so he appeared to be well-hung.

  “I don’t have any fishnet stockings,” Kaitlyn said, off camera. “But I have these.”

  Carlton was looking to the left off camera, smiling and nodding. “I love it.”

  “I’ll put them on,” she said. A minute later, Kaitlyn walked up to him and embraced him, and they began to kiss passionately. Her robe was gone and she was wearing white stockings and black high heels with her red bra and panties. Her tiny frame was dwarfed by his monstrous frame. Their hands were roaming all over each other’s bodies. Carlton then laid my wife down on the bed, his huge muscled body on top of her. She put her legs up and around him, her high heels up in the air.

  “God, baby, you have me so hot.” He was pumping his hips, rubbing his crotch against hers. I could see her pale white fingers gripping his dark black shoulders, and she was moaning and breathing heavily.

  He got up and pulled down his shorts, unleashing his thick black beast. It had to be at least nine inches long and thick as a large cucumber. My wife’s eyes widened. “Oh, my God, it’s huge! I’ve always wanted to try a cock like that.”

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sp; “It’s your lucky day,” he said. He leaned down, pulled her panties to the side, and licked her pussy for about thirty seconds. Although it wasn’t long, I could see her hands gripping the sheets to either side of her and her face and neck were flush red. She was holding her breath, concentrating on receiving the pleasure, her body slowly tensing, her legs slowly squirming, until she let out a loud moan and took some quick, shallow breaths.

  Carlton stood up, aimed the head of his black missile at my wife’s opening, then pushed inside with one thrust. That surprised me. My penis is much smaller than Carlton’s monster, but it normally took me a handful of strokes to enter her. Apparently she was so wet for him that he could slide in with ease.

  “Oh God,” Kaitlyn said, her eyes wide. “It feels so good.”

  “You like that?”

  “Oh, yes,” she cooed. “After the baby I’m not as tight as I was. My husband isn’t very big and I can barely feel him anymore. But I can feel every inch of you. It feels so perfect, like it was made just for me.” She moaned. “God, I really need this. I like having my pussy eaten but nothing can compare to a good old-fashioned cocking.”

  He moved her legs up over his shoulders. Her high-heels were flopping as he pounded viciously inside of her. My wife was moaning, apparently crying as she praised his cock and his skills at lovemaking. Then he flipped her over and began to fuck her doggie-style. She still had on the crotchless panties and he was fucking her through the hole in the crotch. Carlton’s large black hands were fondling her breasts as he fucked her. I could see my wife’s hand reach up between her legs and fingering herself.

  Finally, Carlton grunted that he was about to cum. My wife quickly flipped over, crawled up to his cock, and was pumping his shaft with one hand, fondling his mighty black testicles with the other, with the head of his dangerous black weapon at the opening of her mouth. She was flicking her tongue out, licking the underside of his head as he screamed out. I saw blast after blast of his semen assaulting my wife’s tongue, as she massaged his shaft to extract the load, locking her lips around his cockhead. Then she looked up into his eyes, opened her mouth to show him the mouthful of creamy seed, then she swallowed it. She moved her fingers up his cock, pulling out every drop of goodness, and swallowed that as well.

  “God, you are a great cocksucker,” he said. “But that was supposed to go inside of you.”

  “Everybody says that the pull-out method doesn’t work,” she said with a wink. “I guess we’ll find out. If it takes us a few more cycles, that’s fine with me.”

  “That’s fine with me, too,” he said.

  My wife stood up on her knees, inched up toward him, and kissed him. “You’re the best lover I’ve ever had. I love your black cock.”

  I turned off the camera and saved the video to jerk off to later.

  Carlton came over two more times that week. Each time, my wife had a new set of lingerie to show him. She also went to the store to buy more stockings and high-heel shoes. Watching my wife with her strong black lover was the most erotic thing that I’ve ever seen.

  After about four months of having sex with my wife three or four times a week without a pregnancy, Carlton’s wife started to complain. She said that Carlton needed to get tested for infertility, but from that point forward he started unloaded his cum inside of my wife and she soon got pregnant. Shortly thereafter, we got some great news – she was pregnant with twin boys! Her belly expanded far more than it did with our daughter, and I was incredibly aroused knowing that she was pregnant with black babies.

  Unfortunately, we soon read on the internet that Carlton and his wife were getting divorced because of some drug issues. They confirmed with us that it was true. Carlton said that it was all Hailey’s idea – he already had five kids and he didn’t want any more. Hailey said that she still wanted the twins when they were born, but my wife didn’t feel right giving them up to somebody who wasn’t even related to them. Ultimately, we decided that we would keep the babies and I would raise them as my own. Hailey said she understood. Carlton was relieved that we weren’t asking him for child support, and he allowed us to keep the money he’d paid us as surrogates.

  Now that the twins are getting a little older, my wife is again feeling the urge to get pregnant again. We looked into vasectomy reversal but the odds of getting it successfully reversed and then getting pregnant by me were pretty slim. “Uncle Carlton” recently contacted us about seeing the boys, and Kaitlyn has asked how I’d feel about her resuming her sexual relationship with Carlton and maybe getting pregnant by him again. I told her that I’d think about it, but my cock is hard as a rock!

  MY WIFE IS A SECRET HOOKER!

  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 Andrew. My wife Sydney and I are both in our late twenties. My wife works as a secretary for a small company. I’m an accountant but I’m currently between jobs, as I was laid off about a year ago. At first we both thought that I would get a new job soon but as the months went by and we burned through our reserves, we knew that we would have to do something special to save our family. I took a part-time contract through a temp agency but it barely pays as much as I was receiving in unemployment compensation.

  One day, Sydney came home from work with a smile on her face. She said that one of the girls in the office mentioned that her niece is working as an escort through an agency to pay her way through school. Supposedly she’s making over $100,000 per year. Sydney suggested that she could keep her day job and begin to hook at night using the agency. I wanted to object, but we both knew that we were out of cash. I had no choice but to agree that she could hook until I find full-time work.

  I knew that my wife wouldn’t have trouble attracting clients. She’s a 5’6 freckle-faced blonde with decent-sized breasts, a nice ass, and a stomach that most twenty-year-olds would love to have. She never has any problem attracting attention when we go out in public. Any man would be happy to have her as his wife.

  Sure enough, it didn’t take her long at all to secure her first client. He was an gray-haired black guy in his sixties named Ted. He came over to our house wearing a black suit with a black bowtie. On his head was a derby hat with a yellow feather on the side. As soon as he stepped inside, he removed his hat. “Good evening, young man,” he said, a twinkle in his eye. “I’m looking for Sydney.” I welcomed him inside.

  My wife walked up to the doorway wearing blue jeans and a pink t-shirt. “You must be Ted,” she said. He smiled at my wife. “In the flesh, my dear.”

  My wife put her hands around his waist and they began to kiss. As his hands roamed across her ass, I could tell from her movements that she was enjoying his touch. She looked up at him and asked him to join her in the bedroom. They both walked over to our bedroom. I followed behind but stayed in the hallway. I heard my wife start playing music. It was some sexy R&B from the 1970’s. My wife likes to play that to cover up the sounds of our lovemaking from our children, but I was glad because it also helped cover up the sound of my opening the bedroom door just a crack so that I could watch the show.

  I saw Sydney shimmy out of her jeans and toss away her shirt. She was now wearing nothing but a matching pair of light purple bra and panties. Ted had only removed his shoes and suit coat. My wife walked up to Ted and slowly undressed him, removing his dress shirt. “I’ve never be
en with a black guy before,” she said. “Is it true what they say?”

  “That once you go black, you never go black?”

  “That, too,” she replied as she unbuckled his belt. “But I meant the large cocks.” She pulled down his boxer shorts to reveal quite a whopper. It was quite a few inches larger than mine and it was thicker than a kielbasa. “Oh, boy, it’s true!”

  Sydney eagerly grasped his cock in her hands and began slowly fondling it. I was wondering whether the old man would be able to get an erection, but he was already fully erect. My wife stood up next to him, her dainty young white body pressing against his older black one, and continued massaging his package while they kissed. Ted was holding my wife’s head in his hands as he kissed her.

  “I can’t wait to feel you inside of me,” Sydney said. “It looks so big, I’m not sure I can handle all of it.”

  “You’ll take it,” he said, my wife gazing with admiration into his eyes. “You’ll take it and you’ll love it. All the white ladies do.”

  My wife reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, then took it off along with her panties. Both Sydney and Ted were now fully naked. Ted guided her with his hands to lay down on the bed. With no further foreplay, he lined up his black cock at her wet opening and began working it inside of her, inch by inch. As he did, I could hear Sydney moaning over the background music.

  As Ted buried himself fully inside of my wife, she was looking up at him in amazement. “Your cock feels so good. I thought it would be too big, but it’s just right.”

  Ted started pounding his cock hard inside of my wife’s pussy. I could hear the sloshing sounds of her juices marinating his meat as he pounded his cock far deeper than I could ever reach. The thought flickered through my mind that he should probably be using a condom, but the sight of his thick black barrel thrusting in and out of my wife was simply captivating. Sydney was rolling her head back and forth, praising Ted for his lovemaking skills in between her moans of pleasure. Personally I didn’t see any real skill but I guess he didn’t need it, with the thick black pipe he was using. It was all in the missionary position, but that’s Sydney’s favorite position anyway and I heard her cry out in orgasm five times before Ted reached his climax.