I told my supervisor that I felt sick and needed to leave early, then I drove over to the burger joint. When I arrived, I walked through the entrance door near the bathrooms so she couldn’t see me. I then walked over to the farthest part of the dining tables, sitting behind a pole so that she wouldn’t easily be able to see me.
I was there for over an hour watching but I didn’t see anything unusual. But then I saw Silas walk up from the back office. He stood behind the counter, walked over to Jessica and whispered in her ear. She nodded and took his hand, then they walked out and toward the bathrooms. I saw them walk inside the men’s room and Silas put a yellow “cleaning” sign on the door. I waited a couple minutes then opened the door a crack and peeked inside.
“Yeah, like that, bitch.” Silas had his slacks and underwear around his ankles. Jessica was on her knees, sucking on his cock. The thing was huge, twice as long as mine and incredibly thick. She hardly ever gave me a blowjob, but she was sucking her boss’s cock with abandon, massaging his shaft with her tongue and swirling it around his cockhead as she played with his balls.
Then Jessica dropped her slacks and she bent over, her hands against the wall and her face up only inches away from the urinal. Silas ran his cockhead menacingly over her pussy, then pressed the head inside and began working the shaft inside. Jessica was grunting and breathing heavily as he penetrated her.
“God, it’s good,” Jessica said. “I love how thick you are. It feels so right for my pussy. I never knew that sex could be so good.”
“Yeah,” Silas said, holding her hips as he fucked her. “You’re a fuckin’ whore for black dick, ain’t ya?”
“Give me that black cock, baby,” she said, her head bobbing forward into the urinal. “It’s so fucking good. So fucking big and thick.”
“Here it comes, bitch,” he said. He gripped her waist hard and pressed deep inside of her. His black cock jerked over and over, his balls twitching as they released hundreds of millions of sperm up inside of her cunt. Silas sighed and took a half-step back. His black serpent slithered out of my wife’s blonde cunt, and a dollop of semen gushed out and onto the floor.
“Shit, bitch, you better clean that shit up!” Silas said as they both pulled up their pants. As they checked themselves in the mirror, I walked away from the door and out of the restaurant.
It’s been three months now. Jessica still loves her job and Silas has even promoted her to assistant manager. And our sex life has improved – Jessica’s sex drive had been abysmal but now she wants sex all the time. When I’m fucking her, I think about the time I watched Silas fill her with his seed. It’s so hot!
MY WIFE’S FIRST BLACK THREESOME
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.
* * *
“Matt, they’re here,” my wife beautiful blonde wife Ashley said, racing over to the door. She was wearing a thin black satin robe over her black bra and panties.
“They?” I asked. In order to spice up our relationship, I had agreed to let Ashley date “other guys” but I didn’t think she’d be dating them at the same time.
“Yes,” she said. “Jadaveon asked if he could bring over his friend Kawann.”
When she opened the front door, there were two muscular, dark skinned black guys. They weren’t wearing shirts, only jeans that were hanging low, showing their underwear. Their heads were shaved but they’d grown out a little hair and they were covered with tattoos.
“I’m Jadaveon,” said the tallest one, shaking my hand. The other guy just nodded and walked inside.
“Bye, honey,” Ashley said, giving me a peck on the cheek as I walked out the front door. I was supposed to go to the movie theater so they could be alone, but as I walked down the front walkway, I was getting an erection just thinking of my little Ashley 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.
Jadaveon 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. Ashley’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. Ashley was bent over the edge of the bed, eagerly sucking on Jadaveon’s cock, exposing her vulnerable backside. Kawann moved up behind her, played with her tits, then began forcing his black monster inside my wife’s delicate white pussy. Ashley was moaning but it was muffled because her mouth was filled with cock.
“Oh, God, slow down. It hurts, baby. My husband has a tiny little penis. I’m not used to having a real cock inside of me.” Jadaveon 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 as he pushed deeper and deeper, relentless forcing his cock inside of her. “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. Ashley’s moans were muffled, her mouth filled with cock, and I couldn’t tell if she was crying in pleasure or pain.
“Yeah, bitch,” Jadaveon 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 Jadaveon.
“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. Ashley 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.
Jadaveon lubed up his cock with our anal lubrication, then got up behind Ashley. 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. Ashley 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. Jadaveon was still pumping away when Kawann’s co
ck softened and slipped out. Semen was dripping out of her cunt as she kissed Kawann.
“I’m gonna cum,” Jadaveon said. 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 Jadaveon and Kawann finally left for the night. When I slipped into bed, I tried to get some action but Ashley 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 handjob 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!
MY WIFE IS DATING A FAMOUS RAPPER
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.
* * *
I was a little surprised when my wife Sarah started listening to hip-hop music. She usually just listened to NPR, and when she did listen to music is was usually old pop music or alterative-folk songs. But for the last couple of months she had been listening to urban music, especially songs by a rapper called B-Devil. Her niece Olivia was a big fan of his, and she’d gone to a bunch of his concerts.
“You should give it a try, Chris,” she said. “It’s urban poetry.”
“Not my cup of tea,” I said, after hearing a little of it. “But you enjoy yourself.”
On Friday, we were going to a B-Devil concert and then going out for dinner. But Olivia informed us that she’d won a radio contest and she’d scored backstage passes to meet B-Devil and his crew after the show. Although we were supposed to go to dinner, I couldn’t deny Olivia her chance to meet her idol.
After the show, the three of us went back stage. It was a kind of cramped space, though it had some nice furniture, and they were drinking alcohol. B-Devil seemed to take quite a fancy to both Olivia and Sarah. My wife let him know that Olivia was young, and he turned his attention to my wife. Being in her mid-twenties, with straight brown hair that goes half-way down her back and a thin body, she’s still a beauty.
B-Devil was having a private conversation with her. She came over to me and whispered in my ear that B-Devil wants to know if he can take her to his private room in the back to show her his personal collection of memorabilia. I asked her how she responded to him.
“I told him that I was down for it but I’d have to ask my husband first.”
I hesitated, then told her that it was okay with me. B-Devil, his bodyguards and my wife went down the hallway. I hung out with Olivia for a good hour before she returned to the room with a dazed, fresh-fucked look on her face. I was pretty pissed.
“What exactly did you do back there?” I said.
“What do you think? What does a guy do when he invites you to his room to show you something?”
“You fucked him? Really, Sarah?”
“You said it was okay,” she said. “I asked you first.”
Things were pretty chilly at dinner. Olivia thought it was so cool that her auntie had gotten to spend some time alone with B-Devil, but I was pretty steamed at the situation. Sarah ran her foot up my leg. “I asked you first,” she said. Finally, I calmed down, realizing that there had just been a misunderstanding.
After dinner, we dropped Olivia off at her house. Then, as we drove home, Sarah told me exactly what had happened with B-Devil. He had a little room in the back with mattress on the floor. It was pretty dirty, like a college guy’s dorm room, but she was turned on to be with a famous guy like B-Devil. His cock was huge, easily twice as long as mine and very thick. She gave him a nice blowjob and then he fucked her doggy style on the mattress.
“I don’t want to bruise your ego or make you feel bad, but his cock just felt amazing. I’d had some guys with decent sized cocks before I met you, but I never experienced anything like that. Physically it was just magical, but it was more than that. Just knowing that he was rich and famous, it felt amazing.”
“I hope you at least used a condom?” I asked.
“No, he doesn’t use condoms,” my wife said. “I asked him but didn’t have any, and he wouldn’t use one if he did. Don’t worry, though. He said he was tested and he’s safe.”
I suddenly felt a chill up my spine. My wife and I use condoms for birth control.
“Did he come inside of you? You didn’t let him cum inside of you, did you?”
“No, I didn’t.”
I exhaled deeply.
“I didn’t let him, but he did it anyway. He said he’d pull out but he came deep inside when he was fucking me doggy style. And then we did it missionary and he came inside me again.”
I felt like I’d been punched in the stomach, but I also felt my cock getting hard. When we got home, I ate my wife’s semen-soaked pussy, then I rolled on a condom and fucked her. The whole time, she was telling me how she could barely feel my little thing inside of her and how much better B-Devil felt inside of her. It only took me a few minutes to blast off into the condom’s reservoir.
It’s only been a week, so it’s too early to tell whether Sarah is pregnant. But just the thought of it has me rock hard. Our sex life is now better than ever, supercharged by the thought of my wife being impregnated by a sexy black rapper.
MY WIFE HAS JUNGLE FEVER
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.
* * *
“I want to fuck a black guy,” my wife Hannah said as she was putting on her makeup in our bathroom. “One with a big dick.”
I had walked into our bedroom to pick up my headphones but I froze when I heard the conversation. She was on the phone with Mary, her younger sister. Mary pretty much only dated black guys. My wife always talked down about it, that she wasn’t into black guys, so I was surprised to overhear her saying this.
“I know,” Hannah said. “But what he doesn’t know doesn’t hurt him. And now that my tubes are tied, I don’t have to worry about getting pregnant by black guy.”
There was a pause, then Hannah said, “Kenjon? Okay… That’s fine. Yeah… Ten inches? Wow… As long as he’s sexy and has a big cock and he’s a good lay, I’m down for it.”
I sneaked out of the bedroom, went back down to the kitchen and resumed ea
ting my cereal. I was still pretty much in shock. Then I heard my wife coming down the stairs.
“Honey,” Hannah said, “Just to let you know, Mary’s going to come over tonight so I can help her with some homework.”
“Sure, honey,” I said. “No problem.”
Obviously, she was going to fuck a black guy while I was still at work. But I figured out a way that I could get in on the action. After Hannah left for work, I set up our baby monitor in the corner of our bedroom and set our computer to record the action, but also to stream it to my cell phone. I slipped a bottle of lube into my pocket and left for work.
As I worked, I would occasionally watch the video feed to see if anything interesting was happening. A little after 7:40, I saw Hannah and Mary walking into our bedroom along with a tall, very muscular black guy, no doubt Kenjon. I noticed that Mary and Kenjon were fully clothed. Hannah, though, was wearing nothing but a black teddy.
As soon as I saw the video of them entering the bedroom, I went down the hallway to one of the office bathrooms and locked the door. I pulled out my bottle of lubricating liquid, turned on the bathroom fan to make some noise, lubed up my rock-hard five inch penis, and quietly masturbated as the show began.
Mary left the room, leaving my wife alone with her black stud. Hannah’s hands were roaming all over Kenjon’s body, and he was kissing her neck. Hannah lifted off her black lover’s shirt, and he moved her so that she was laying on the bed. My leaned in and began to eat her pussy. My wife was flopping all over the bed, her fingers grabbing the sheets tightly as her black lover licked her pussy. Although I couldn’t hear anything, I could see my wife’s face and I knew that she was orgasming.
Kenjon moved up on top of her. My wife put her arms around his broad shoulders and they began kissing. Then be took his thick, black cock and lined it up with my wife’s cunt. The look of ecstasy on her face was incredibly erotic as he began pushing his thick cock deep inside of her. He put her legs up over her shoulders and leaned forward. Her legs were pressed against her chest as he pounded hard. Hannah’s face was turned from side to side, her mouth wide open as she moaned in pleasure.
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