MY INSATIABLE WIFE: a sweet cuckold romance

by POLLY ANDREA BUSCH

  Tony gave me a complimentary login and password to their website. About a week later, Hannah’s first video popped up on the site. After the kids were asleep, I locked the bedroom door and streamed the video over our big screen HDTV. She was sitting on a black leather couch in an open-concept house. A guy off-camera was asking her questions.

  “I’m Summer Beach,” she said. “I’m twenty-seven and I’m married with two kids.” She was wearing a green blouse and blue jeans. She said she was from the Midwest and it was her first time on film. She said that she’d never been with a black guy before. When they asked what the largest cock she had ever had was, she said she’d had a couple seven-inchers in college. When asked about her husband, she crinkled her face. “His penis is pretty small.” She held up her fingers. “He says he’s five inches long but it’s more like four. And he’s not very thick, either. Sometimes I can’t even tell he’s inside of me. The only reason I know we’re having sex is because his hips are moving. He’s pretty good at eating pussy but I’m really more of a good hard fucking kind of girl.”

  Then her eyes looked behind and to the side of the camera. Two black guys walked into the scene, one on either side of her. They were both fully naked, tall and muscular. The guy on the left was Jamal, a very dark-skinned black with a huge cock, far longer and thicker soft than mine is erect. The guy on the right was Kevin. He was lighter skinned and nowhere near as big as Jamal, probably only six or seven inches long.

  She got down on her knees and put a hand on each guy’s cock. She would like and suck on one, then turn her attention back to the other guy. In a matter of minutes, both guys were fully erect, though the huge cock didn’t stand up straight – it only went sideways. Hannah stood up and the two guys helped remove her blouse and bra. When she dropped her jeans, she was wearing a pair of sheer white panties. She began kissing Jamal wildly, one hand around his back and the other holding his cock, her body dry humping against him as she moaned, his cock pressed up against her belly as Kevin kissed her neck from behind and fondled her legs and ass.

  The darker skinned guy removed her panties and laid her down on the couch. The camera showed his massive member laying on top of her belly, showing just how deep it would go inside of her. Hannah, for her part, was sucking on Kevin’s cock, who was standing next to the couch. She let the cock out of her mouth for a moment. “Put it inside me,” my wife begged Jamal. “Let me feel that huge cock inside of me.” He lined his monster up at her entrance and slowly, inch by inch, began to insert it inside of her. Hannah was moaning loudly, though her mouth was filled with cock.

  Once Jamal’s enormous cock was almost all the way inside of her, she let go of Kevin’s tool. “Oh, shit,” she said. “It feels so good. I’ve never had a cock like that before.”

  “You like that?” Jamal asked, thrusting in and out, picking up the pace.

  “Oh, God, yes.” Jamal leaned down and they began kissing passionately. Hannah was moaning as he pounded her cunt. When they broke off the kiss and Jamal rose up, I could see that Hannah’s breasts and neck were bright red, flush from her arousal. “Your cock feels so good inside of me. I love fucking you!” Hannah was always quiet when we made love, but I knew that she was acting for the camera. She resumed sucking on Kevin’s cock.

  After a few minutes of this, they changed positions. Jamal wasn’t fully erect anymore so she sucked him until he was fully hard again. Then Jamal laid down on the couch and my wife got on top of him, riding him cowgirl. She moaned as she took his cock back inside of her. “This is heaven,” she said, leaning forward and slowly riding him. Then Kevin got behind her, his cock all lubed up, lined it up with her asshole. “Go slow,” she said, grimacing as he slowly pressed his cock inside of her. Jamal was holding her hips as Kevin buried his cock balls-deep inside of her. Slowly, they began pumping inside of her.

  “Fuck, that feels good,” she said, nearly out of breath. “It’s so intense. My pussy is totally filled and my ass, too. I had no idea that sex could feel this good!” The three of them were moving in rhythm. “Oh, God, I’m cumming!” She was nearly crying as she moaned through a powerful climax. She had two more before they finished.

  I was hoping that they would fill both of her holes, but suddenly they disentangled. Hannah kneeled next to the couch, tugging on Jamal’s cock as he blasted my wife’s face with huge blasts of cum. One of the blasts hit her in the eye. She managed to keep smiling, though squinting, her face glazed like a donut. Then she turned to Kevin’s cock and began sucking the cock that, moments before, had been inside of her asshole. Soon Kevin exploded as well, blasting her face with even more cum. She smiled for the camera and waved as the scene ended.

  Over the next three months, my wife filmed more than thirty films. Most of them were double penetration, and quite a few involved gang bangs. All of them were with black guys. My wife would returned every other weekend and we had some of the hottest sex of our married lives. She said that she loves how my small penis fits so easily inside of her during anal, and she says that I eat her pussy better than any of the porn stars. Then she found a new job in the investment field that pays almost as much as her old job.

  Although she’s now retired from porn, we have enough memories (and videos!) to last a lifetime. We may have another memento, too – she hasn’t had her period since she got back. She was taking the guys bareback without using any birth control. Most of the guys didn’t cum inside of her, but some of them did. I had a vasectomy after our second child was born, so if there is a baby we know it will be black. She’s too nervous to take a pregnancy test but we’re going to know the truth soon, one way or the other!

  SHE’S DOING THE

  LITTLE LEAGUE COACH

  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.

  * * *

  “Gotta go!” my wife Emily said. My son was already in the minivan, ready to go to his little league game. She gave me a peck on the cheek and raced out. I was staying at home working while my wife went to the game.

  My wife had gone to all of his games this season. She even dressed the part, putting on makeup and wearing a sexy women’s baseball uniform and cap. Although she was 32 and had two kids, she could easily pass for 25. She has an amazing body that really filled out the uniform and long curly blonde hair. For some reason, she seemed very excited to go to the games.

  About two hours later, about the time that I would have expected her to arrive home, I got a phone call from my wife. I answered it but she was in the middle of talking with somebody.

  “You know, Cliff,” my wife said with a sultry voice, “I’ve been waiting all season for this. You’re so sexy!”

  I was shocked. Cliff was the name of the little league coach. He had been a highly-regarded pitcher in college until he ruined his pitching arm. According to the mothers on the team, he still kept in great shape with a powerful muscular body.

  “Don’t go telling the other moms,” he said. “I don’t want it getting around.”

  I quickly jumped into my car and headed toward the field. My phone automatically connected to the car’s Bluetooth and the audio started playing over my car’s system.

  “Damn, that thing is huge!” Emily sounded very excited.

  “Yeah, I’m a black man. Haven’t you ever fucked a black guy before?”

  “A couple times in college but they weren’t as big as
this. You’re huge!” I was surprised at that. Emily told me that she’d only slept with one guy before me in college, her old high school boyfriend.

  I heard some rustling and sighing, then Emily began to moan. “It feels so good, Cliff.”

  “It’s all the way inside,” Cliff said. “Damn, most women can’t take the whole thing. It feels great having pussy all the way down my shaft.”

  The two of them were breathing hard, grunting and moaning as they fucked for a good fifteen minutes. “Oh, God, Cliff. Oh, God, I’m cumming!” Emily called out three orgasms. With me, the most I’ve ever been able to make her cum was a single time. When I would heard her orgasming, I would lose it and shoot my wad.

  As I pulled into the baseball field, I saw that my wife’s minivan was still there, along with a large white van. I parked the car about twenty car spaces away, took the phone and walked over toward the van. I could see that it was rocking. I walked over to the back window. It was covered by a curtain, but I could see a little through a crack. There was a bed in the back of the van. Cliff’s black ass was sticking up in the air. My wife’s white legs were up in the air next to him, moving in rhythm with his thrusts.

  “Oh, God, bitch!” Cliff said with a low voice, breathing heavily. “I’m gonna cum!”

  Emily’s arms pulled hard against his muscular back and her legs suddenly wrapped around his black waist. She locked her ankles, holding him inside of her. “Uuuunngh!” Cliff groaned.

  “I’m cumming, too!” Emily whimpered, moaning through a major orgasm.

  Emily finally leg her legs go. Cliff rolled off and laid down next to her, breathing heavily. His cock was still erect and shiny with their combined juices. A stream of white fluid was oozing out of my wife’s snatch.

  “Shit, girl, you said I needed to pull out but you locked me in place.”

  “It’s okay, Cliff. That was the best part.”

  “Are you on the Pill?”

  “No, but I like the risk sex. I wasn’t just having sex with my husband when I got pregnant with our kids.”

  “But I’m black. What happens if you have a black baby? How will you explain that?”

  For some reason I can’t explain, the whole conversation had me very aroused. I looked around. Nobody had seen me there. I clicked off the phone, went back to my car and drove home. When Emily arrived home, I immediately pounced on her. She seemed surprised and she said she wanted to shower first, but I took her straight to the bed. She was very animated as I ate her pussy, and there were globs of Cliff’s semen in her pussy hair and I could taste his musky semen in her cunt. Then I slipped inside of her easily and added my load to her lover’s deposit. When I was finished, I rolled us onto our sides and kissed her passionately.

  “What has gotten into you?” she asked, smiling. Of course, it was what had gotten into her that had me so excited!

  WIFE GOES BLACK ON GIRLS NIGHT OUT

  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.

  * * *

  My name is Rachel. Occasionally I got out with my girlfriends, Brittany and Jessica, for “girls night out.” We are all in our early thirties, married with children, and we try to get out once a month to have drinks. The last time we went out was pretty crazy and I thought you might want me to share it with you.

  We went to a cute little restaurant downtown that specializes in seafood, including sushi. We sat at the bar and talked about what was going on in our lives – work, kids, husbands. We were sipping on martinis when a few college kids approached us. The guy who approached me was a very handsome black man. I loved the smell of his cologne. He said his name was Damion.

  As we talked, there was definitely some chemistry between us. I’d had a couple of drinks so I was a little tipsy. My friends had already sent away their guys while I was still talking with mine. My panties were getting wet and I was seriously considering making out with him in the corner.

  “You know, my husband is out of town for the weekend,” Jessica said. “If you get too drunk to drive home, I’m sure Chris would be okay if you stayed in the guest room at my house.” She turned to Damion and said, “It’s a king-sized bed. Big enough for two if you need a place, too.”

  “We don’t want to drive home intoxicated,” Damion said. “That would be wrong. We should share the bed.”

  I found myself agreeing. I made a call to my house letting Chris know that I was drunk and that I’d be staying the night with my friend. Then Damion and I each drove our cars over to Jessica’s house. Once we got into the guest room, things started to heat up quickly. As we kissed, I could feel his erection straining against his jeans. He dropped his jeans and I reached inside of his boxers, pulling out a nice uncircumcised eight-inch cock that was as thick as my wrist. It was only a couple inches longer than my husbands but it was so much thicker, hard steel covered with soft skin, and the black color was intoxicating. I was stroking his cock with my hand while he leaned down to kiss me.

  I removed his shirt and laid him down on the bed. Damion complied and his huge black staff was standing straight up. I licked and kissed my way down the pole, my hands on his hips as I began to take his cock inside of my mouth. He put his hands behind my head, running his fingers through my hair and holding my head in place as I sucked on his manhood. I moved one hand to the base of his shaft, the other to his balls, and gave him the best blowjob I could. After a couple minutes, I knew he was on the

  edge of orgasm. I could feel his balls tensed up in his nutsack, and I felt them begin to contract as his cock grew even bigger in my mouth. He groaned as he blasted my mouth full of his sperm. I smiled and swallowed.

  “Now let me eat your pussy,” Damion said.

  I laid down on the bed and spread my legs. Damion got between my legs and licked my pussy lips, swirling his tongue around my clit. He inserted a finger, then a second one, as he continued licking. I felt my pussy tighten as I moaned in pleasure. An incredibly powerful feeling of pleasure started in my loins, spread up and down my back, and then enveloped my entire body.

  “Fuck me, Damion! I want to feel that black cock inside of me!”

  He positioned himself between my legs. I grabbed his cock and aimed it at my entrance. He slowly pushed himself in, an inch at a time. I wrapped my arms up around his broad shoulders and kissed him as he pumped his cock inside of me. The sheer size of his organ felt like magic inside of me, and just the excitement of being with a new man – let alone a black man at least ten years younger than me – was incredibly erotic. I locked my legs around his waist as he powered his cock inside of me. I’d never had an orgasm without somebody touching my clitoris before, but now I could feel it approaching.

  “Keep going, baby,” I moaned. “I’m going to cum. You’re cock is so perfect, I love it, baby. I love it, I love it, I love it!”

  Damion picked up the pace. His breathing was faster and I knew he was nearing his own climax. Suddenly, I felt the pleasure coursing through my body. I moaned out in ecstasy, “Oh, God, Damion!” Just as I did, he grunted and pushed his cock as deep inside as it could go. I could feel his cock twitching as he fired his sperm deep inside of my cunt.

  He rolled off of me. We kissed for a couple of minutes, then he told me that he needed to get back to campus. He quickly got dressed and left.

  I never heard from Damion again. However, my little encounter was the best thing
that has happened for my marriage in years. I’ve regained interest in sex and my husband is very grateful for the change. I’m eager for another fling. Jessica and Brittany say it’s my turn to cover for them while they have a little fun behind their husbands’ backs. That’s fair, I guess. Until the next time, I have some hot memories to keep me excited!

  MY WIFE IS WORKING AT

  A NEVADA BROTHEL

  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.

  * * *

  “Daniel, look at this. You won’t believe how much they’re paying,” my wife Stephanie said. She was laying beside me, holding her iPad.

  It was an email from the Afterglow Ranch, a brothel in Nevada not far from the California border. I’d heard about them from a TV show. According to the woman writing the email, they’d seen my wife’s pictures and she would make a lot of money. Hundreds of dollars a day, maybe even thousands.

  I wasn’t surprised. Even at twenty-eight years old and having a baby, Steph has managed to maintain a great body. She has a nice set of c-cup breasts, a decent waist, and a nice round ass. Of course there would be guys who would want to sleep with her.