MY INSATIABLE WIFE: a sweet cuckold romance

by POLLY ANDREA BUSCH

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  I’m Courtney. I’m a twenty-four-year old married woman. My husband Kevin is the most wonderful man in the world. Not long after our wedding, I started feeling very strong arousal. I went to my doctor to ask her about it and she said that it wasn’t anything to worry about, but I didn’t tell her that it wasn’t just the strong sex drive that concerned me – I had a strong desire to have sex with other men.

  Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I didn’t enjoy sex with Kevin. He’s a perfectly acceptable lover and I often climax with him. Although his penis is only about four inches long when erect, he knows how to use it and he knows how to use his tongue. Still, I had these strange desires that I had never felt before.

  One day, I was sitting on a swing in the park with Kevin and I finally confessed to him the strong desires I was having. I wasn’t sure how he would respond, but he said, “Why don’t you go for it?” I didn’t expect that reaction at all. But as we talked about, we agreed that I was allowed to have sex with other guys but Kevin would only have sex with me.

  I have a friend who is into the “hotwife” lifestyle and she told me that I should get a cock cage for my husband. I found steel-ribbed cock cage and got one fitted for Kevin. When I measured his penis soft, I was surprised at how small he was. It was only about two-and-a-half inches when soft. When the cock cage arrived in the mail, I put it on him my fiancé and locked him up. We decided that he would only get released from his cock cage after I’ve had sex with another guy and Kevin has finished eating my cream pie. I figured this would incentivize Kevin to encourage me to sleep with other guys as often as possible.

  It was a little rocky at first. Kevin said that he was having trouble sleeping as his involuntary erections while sleeping would cause him pain. However, that pretty much passed after the first week. Sure enough, Kevin wanted me to take a lover as soon as possible. Luckily, I already had somebody in mind. One of my coworkers, a black guy named Leon, had hit on me a few times. He was a tall, sexy guy who worked out in the gym for three hours a day. He was strong, dominant and arrogant. Leon had a thing for white women and he was looking for Miss or Mrs. Right, and he wasn’t afraid to spread his seed around in the process. In fact, I talked with a blonde knockout in my office who had recently had his baby, and she told me that he’s an incredibly lover and has a huge package. I walked up to him and started a conversation, and surprised him by accepting his offer for a date. He understood that my husband wanted to watch and he was willing to go along with it.

  After going out for drinks and dancing, Leon and I went back to my place. In our bedroom, Kevin sat down in a chair in the corner wearing nothing but his cock cage. My black lover began to caress me. I was incredibly wet, not only from kissing him but from just touching his powerful ripped body. After removing my blouse and bra, he slowly kissed his way down my body, paying attention to my breasts which I adored. When he got my skirt off, he kissed his way down my underwear, kissing and sniffing them. I lifted my hips to help him remove the panties. His tongue danced across the folds of my womanhood, making me squirm in delight.

  Leon then removed his jeans and underwear, exposing a long, thick black cock. It was a thing of might and beauty, a real man’s cock adorned with prominent purple veins and a large bulbous head. I took his cock inside my mouth and began to suck on it, tilting and twisting my mouth around it as I sucked.

  “Oh, God, bitch,” Leon moaned, his hands pulling my head against his cock. “That’s it, bitch. Suck that cock.”

  I tried taking in as much as I could, but I could only take in about half of his length. I was pumping the base of the shaft with one hand and cupping his balls with the other to pleasure his whole equipment. Suddenly, I felt his balls tense and his cock pulsing inside of my mouth. I felt a huge burst of salty warmth blasting the back of my mouth. I tried to pull away but I couldn’t, as Leon held me firmly on his cock. Semen shot up and out of my nose and I moaned, squirming to get away, and Leon released me.

  “Honey, are you all right?” Kevin asked. I’d almost forgotten he was in the room.

  “Shit,” Leon said with a laugh as I ran to the bathroom. I’d never had that happen before! I wiped off my nose with tissue paper, tossed it in the toilet, and returned to the bedroom. Leon was still fully erect and sitting on the edge of the bed. We began kissing again, and then he had me get on my hands and knees. I did so with my face near the edge of the bed. Leon’s huge black erection had assaulted my face, and now it was threatening to penetrate my white vagina and defile my holiest of holies. I moaned as the head of his thick, virile manhood pushed inside my delicate entrance, stretching my labia to the breaking point and filling me fully. I was breathless as he pushed in deeper, thrust after thrust. While I felt his balls against my ass, I was overjoyed knowing that I had managed to take all of him inside of me. It was a magical feeling, his cock touching places that had never been stimulated before, and I was constantly on the edge of orgasm.

  “Come over here,” I said to my husband. He stood up in front of me. I took his little penis, locked in its steel cage, and began to lick on his balls. Then I took his cock inside of my mouth. I could touch more skin than steel, and I eagerly licked on him, swirling my tongue around his shaft. His penis was swollen and straining against the small cage.

  “It hurts,” he squeaked.

  As Leon spanked my ass and continued fucking me, I played with my husband’s balls and flicked my tongue over the head of his penis. “Are you turned on, honey? You like seeing that big black cock in your wife’s little white pussy?”

  “Yes.”

  I held onto my husband’s ass cheeks and began to suck his metal-constricted midget with abandon, trying as hard as I could to pleasure him. “Do you like my blowjob, honey?”

  “It’s wonderful but it hurts so much. Please unlock me.” I was wearing a necklace with the key to his cage around my neck.

  “You know the rules, honey,” I said, breathing heavily. “You need to eat Leon’s cream pie before you get unlocked. And that can’t happen today because I’m ovulating. He’s going to have to pull out.”

  “I can’t wait,” Kevin said desperately. “I can’t take it anymore.”

  “Okay,” I said. “If you insist on it, he can cum inside of me. I think you should beg him to cum. Tell Leon that I’m fertile and ovulating and beg him to shoot his sperm inside of me.”

  “Please cum inside of my wife,” Kevin said. “Fill her with your sperm.”

  “It’s your lucky day,” Leon said. “I’m cumming!” I began groaning as he pounded as hard and deep as he could, pressing his cock head against my cervix. I could feel his warm semen squirting inside of me, and I felt certain that I was being impregnated right then.

  Leon slowly pulled out of me and walked into the bathroom. I then laid down on the edge of the bed and spread my legs. Kevin got down on his knees and brought his lips to my cunt, and he started tentatively licking it. Then he started getting into it, sticking his tongue deep inside of me and sucking up as much cum as he could reach. I grabbed his head and held him close to me as he licked me clean, and then licked me to a string of three orgasms. As a reward for a job well done, I unlocked my husband’s cock cage. His red, swollen cock was able to grow a bit more, and I began sucking him again. He only lasted a few minutes before spilling his little dab on my tongue.

  That was just the first encounter we had. Over the next few days, Leon unloaded his baby batter inside my pussy five times. Each time my husband licked my cunt clean and I opened his cage and blew him. It’s now been a few weeks and my period is late. I’ve been late before, so it doesn’t necessarily mean anything, but Kevin and I are both excited about the possibility of having a black love child. If we do, I know that Kevin will love the baby as his own and he’ll be a great father.

  ENSLAVED BY HER 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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  “Get on your knees, boy!” I dropped to the basement floor. I was wearing nothing but a pair of briefs, with a ball gag in my mouth and my hands tied behind my back, as I knelt in front of Andre, my wife Amber’s black lover. He was standing there wearing nothing but a pair of blue jeans, his enormous package creating a noticeable bulge in the crotch. He stood nearly 6’3 with broad shoulders and a tattooed, muscular body. I found him to be menacing and intimidating.

  “Now kiss my feet,” he ordered. I complied.

  Andre opened up the door to the large dog cage he’d ordered with my credit card. It was sitting right under the basement staircase. “Get inside, now!”

  I stood up, walked over to the cage, kneeled down and leaned inside, onto my left arm. Dre came over and pushed me, getting my body fully inside the crate.

  “That’s a good boy, Benjamin!” Amber was standing next to him wearing nothing but a see-through negligee. She leaned upward to receive a kiss from her black stud and turned back to me. “We’ll check on you in the morning.” She closed the door on the cage and padlocked it.

  As I heard them walking up the stairs to the main level, I tried to make myself comfortable. The cage had a cold, plastic bottom and it was sitting on the concrete. Our basement was somewhat cool and I knew that it would be difficult to get to sleep without proper clothing or even a blanket. In all likelihood, I was going to be up all night shivering.

  “Nnnnnhhh!” I tried to make as much noise as possible but I couldn’t with the ball gag. Hoping to get their attention while I still could, I knocked hard on the top of the cage.

  “Be quiet,” my wife said sternly. Then the light went out and the basement went completely dark. “Good night.” I heard the door close and their footsteps walking away. For a couple of minutes, I was sitting there in silence, wondering what to do.

  “Mmmm…” I could hear my wife moaning. Luckily, the air duct to our bedroom was right over the cage, and they conducted sound very well. “Oh, yes, Dre. I want you badly!”

  “Yeah, bitch,” he replied. “You want my black cock, don’cha?”

  “I love your black cock.” I heard his belt buckle clink, while she was no doubt removing his pants. “It’s so much bigger than my husband’s.”

  “Yeah, suck on that cock, bitch… Yeah, that’s right. That’s right… Work it with your mouth.”

  I could hear the sounds of licking and sucking, and the occasional “pop” sound. I’d seen his cock in her mouth many times, and I knew what it looked like. She was struggling to pleasure his impressive manhood, taking as much into her mouth as she could, and it would make the popping sound when it slipped out. Dre was groaning deeply.

  “Bend over, bitch. I want to fuck your white pussy like a fucking dog.” Soon I heard Amber begin to moan and I knew that he was plowing her good with his African cunt-pleaser. My wife had told me that while Dre’s bazooka feels amazing and pleases her far better than my little squirt gun, sometimes it almost feels like it’s too much and she has trouble taking it all. In particular, she doesn’t like it when his cock hits her cervix in the doggy style position. But Dre had learned to only penetrate her with a little more than half of his cock, and that seemed to work for both of them. Judging by her moans, his thick member was giving her some incredible pleasure. I could hear smacking sounds as well, and I knew that he was spanking her hard on the ass.

  Just then I heard the heater click on.

  My four inch penis was fully erect. Although it’s only as thick as my thumb, it was hard as a rock from the incredible sounds I was hearing. I desperately needed to masturbate but my hands were tied behind my back. And while some guys might be able to jerk off without lubrication, I can’t jerk off without it. I wanted to spit onto my penis but the ball gag prevented it. I moved my body flat against the plastic surface. I began dry humping the cold bottom of the cage, my little penis rubbing against my underpants. I heard my wife moaning in orgasm in our bedroom above as I dry humped in earnest.

  “Oh, God, bitch,” Dre said. “I’m gonna cum deep inside of your tight white cunt.”

  “Do it, baby,” my wife moaned. “You’re so sexy, Dre. I want to have your black babies.”

  A couple of weeks ago, Dre had ordered Amber to stop taking the Pill. She handed me the pills and Dre directed me to flush them down the toilet. As I pulled the handle, I knew that we were going to a new level of domination. I knew that I would be raising his children, but I didn’t know about the dog cage and ball gag. I kept rubbing, needing desperately to cum, but the cold from the cage’s bottom and the cotton from my underpants weren’t helping. I lowered myself even further so that my ball sack would rub fully against the floor.

  “That’s right, bitch. I’m gonna nut. Gonna nut in your white pussy. Gonna nut!” Dre grunted as my wife moaned, and I knew he was filling her with his seed.

  Suddenly, I felt my balls release. I whimpered into the basement darkness as my boyhood sprayed, wetting my underpants with sticky semen. As the lovers kissed and whispered upstairs, I managed to drift asleep to the hum of the heater.

  THERE GOES THE NEIGHBORHOOD!

  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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  “Did you hear about Taylor’s baby?” Our neighbor Emily was talking with my wife Alexandra, gossiping about a woman who lives four houses down from us and was nine months pregnant. Emily’s husband Chris wasn’t home yet from work, and we sitting in her kitchen having some lemonade. “Her husband isn’t the father. She’s going to have a black baby!”

  “You’re not serious!” Allie’s mouth was agape. “She’s sleeping with a black guy?”

  “With Dariun.” Emily nodded as she refilled my wife’s glass of lemonade. “The pregnancy wasn’t an accident, either. She was trying to get pregnant by Dariun. She makes Joe wear a condom whenever they make love and takes Dariun bareback, so she pretty much knew whose baby it was. But they did a DNA test and confirmed that it’s Dariun’s baby.”

  “How is Joe taking it?”

  “He knew about it all along. Not long after she started dating Dariun, she told Joe that she felt a strong desire to carry Dariun’s child. To his credit, Joe supported her. He says he’s the father of any baby his wife has, no matter the color, and he’s going to raise it as his own.”

  “I think that’s wonderful,” my wife said, holding my hand. “It’s very mature of Joe to look at it that way. I’d love to do that, too, if Dylan would support me.”

  Both women were looking at me. It felt awkward, and I said, “I don’t know…”

  Emily leaned forward with a devilish gleam in her eyes. “Don’t tell anyone, but I’ve been having sex with Dariun, too. I can’t resist, he’s just so damn sexy! It took me a while to get Chris to agree to let me sleep with him. The last co
uple months, I’ve been trying to get Chris to agree to raising Dariun’s baby. So far he says no, but I think he’ll come around. They always do.”

  She had a point. There were already three white couples in our neighborhood raising one of Dariun’s black babies, and now Taylor and Joe were going to make four. I’d already known about seven wives in our social circle who were having sexual relationships with Dariun, and now Emily made eight. Odds were that it wouldn’t be long before those wives, too, became pregnant with their black stud’s babies.

  It wasn’t all that surprising that the neighborhood wives were interested in Dariun. He was handsome, tall and dark-skinned, with a powerful muscular physique. He was charming, charismatic and sexy. Whenever we would see him at a social event, the women were always checking him out, looking at him longingly. And if the rumors were true, he was well-hung and an amazing lover.

  When we got home, Allie told me that she wanted to have a sexual relationship with Dariun. She assured me that she loved me and it wasn’t a threat to our relationship, it was totally physical. I felt uncomfortable with the idea, but we talked about all of our concerns. In the end, I agreed that she could have a sexual relationship with Dariun and she agreed that I wouldn’t lose out in the bedroom because of her extracurricular activities. As soon as I agreed, she informed me that she had a date with Dariun at the beach set for Thursday afternoon. (He’d approached her a few days before and apparently she was so confident that I’d say yes that she’d already accepted his offer!)

  When Thursday came, I was anxious for hours while she was gone. As soon as she stepped in the door, I pounced on her, kissing her and leading her to the bedroom. I found that her pussy hair was matted down with flecks of sticky white semen and her slot was filled with cream. As I ate her out, she explained that she and Dariun had set out a beach blanket and began to spend some time on the beach, but then it started raining hard. They quickly gathered up their stuff and ran back to Dariun’s car. While waiting in the car, they began having sex. They only took off their bottoms, hoping that people would think they were just making out. As she described it, Dariun’s cock was eight inches long and thick as a beer bottle. She was riding on top of him, slowly impaling herself on his huge member and it felt fantastic as she kissed him wildly, slowly grinding. Between the excitement of having sex in public and the feeling of his new, huge cock, Allie came three times.