MY INSATIABLE WIFE: a sweet cuckold romance

by POLLY ANDREA BUSCH

  “That’s right, Hannah,” he said. “Don’t fight it. Your body wants this.” As my orgasm subsided, he stopped thrusting and began kissing me, then flipped us over. Najeem then fucked me doggy style. As he fucked me, he played with my tits and it felt so amazing. He put me through a second orgasm and, just as it subsided he began pounded faster, holding my ass cheeks firmly.

  “I’m cumming,” he whispered tersely. He pushed in deep and unloaded inside of me, filling me with semen. I could feel his magnificent, muscular body against my back, his arms holding me in place as his cock pulsed, shooting gobs of sperm right to my womb. I knew it went against convention but it was perfectly natural and right, and I could feel it in every inch of my body. I was a young, fertile woman and my body rightfully belonged to this man, this real man.

  I slept with Najeem every night for the rest of the week, but after it was over I never saw him again. My boyfriend proposed that Valentine’s Day and we were married the following summer. Although Jack often satisfies me in bed, he can’t in any way compare with the amazing sex I experienced with Najeem. I don’t regret anything and I feel great knowing that I can be a wonderful wife to Jack but also have the memories from that beautiful summer in my past.

  UNDER HIS NOSE

  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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  When my girlfriend Makayla confessed to me that she’d had sex with another guy, I was totally shocked. We had both been virgins, waiting until marriage for sex, yet she’d allowed another man to take her virginity and to have unprotected sex with her. Although her words hit me lick a kick to the gut, I was also very turned on by what she’d told me.

  Years later when we married, she confessed more to me. “It’s true, Josh. There were others. I was actually very faithful to you but not perfectly faithful. I only made a few mistakes.” She told me about a time when she had sex with a relative stranger that she met at a party with one of her girlfriends at college, and another time when she had sex with two guys at the same time. After hearing that and feeling the strong reaction in my groin, I had a talk with her one night where we agreed that she should have sex with whatever men she liked, as long as she told me the details. “Oh goodie!” she exclaimed.

  We had three children together, and all three were conceived during times when she was sleeping with other guys. I can’t say for sure whether I’m the father because I was having sex with her as well. She’s told me that out of the married couples we have as friends, there are four wives who have cheated on their husbands with other men and one of them had a baby by her lover. If I had to guess, I would say that both of our daughters were fathered by her lovers. I’m not sure about our son. He looks more like Makayla’s side of the family than anything else, and he likes some of the foods that I like. I’ve thought about getting a paternity test but in the end it doesn’t really matter – they are all my children.

  What I really love is that I’ve been able to be honest with my wife about her desires. She’s confessed that I don’t really satisfy her in bed and that she prefers men with larger penises, around eight inches long and very thick. When she comes home from her dates, she tells me everything that happened as we make love. Unlike the other husbands, I’m was in on it almost from the get-go and I’ve enjoyed it immensely.

  One thing that’s concerned me a bit is that Makayla now is dating a black man. I’m not racist or anything but the idea of her having a black baby is scary, even if it’s incredibly hot. I always get a hard-on thinking about it but I’m concerned about it actually happening. His name is DeRian and he refuses to use a condom. My wife asks him to pull out when she’s fertile and usually he does, but twice now he’s cum inside of her. I just don’t know how I’d explain it to our friends and family. People often tell me that my children look like me or act like me, and Makayla gives me a slutty little knowing wink. But if the baby is black the whole world will know that I’m a cuckold. Makayla says she’s met a few of DeRian’s children and they’re beautiful, and she thinks they’d make really beautiful babies. I have a pit in my stomach just knowing that it’s only a matter of time before it happens.

  GREEN CARD MARRIAGE

  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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  I own a small technology company in Silicon Valley and we work with some of the most prominent tech companies in the world. Five years ago, I had an issue where one of the key engineers was in danger of being deported. His name was Sambulo Achebe but he went by Sam, and he said he was from the royal family in Swaziland. Not only was he a great engineer but he was charismatic and had strong connections, and we really couldn’t afford to lose him. We hired an immigration attorney but ultimately we were told that unless he had a green card he would have to leave the country. If I lost him, we were in serious danger of losing my company and my six-figure salary.

  “You know, Drew,” my then-girlfriend Ava said as we lay in bed, “I could marry Sam. That would get him his green card.”

  I chuckled and so did Ava. “No, I’m serious. I’m willing to do it. What do you think?”

  We discussed the matter in detail and I realized that this might be an option. We discussed the fact that she would need to pretend to be in a full relationship with him, and that they’d need to be married for three years before he could become naturalized. I also pointed out that from the rumors I’ve heard, he’s not a one woman kind of guy and he has quite a sexual appetite.

  Ava was undeterred. “I’ll do it, honey. I love you enough to do it.”

  I showed my girlfriend’s pictures to Sam and ran the idea by him. He was very grateful and willing to do it. Once everybody agreed this was really going to happen, we acted like Ava and I had broken up and now she was dating Sam. Just six months later, we had a small wedding for Ava and Sam. Ava’s family did not approve of Sam and refused to attend, so I gave her away at the wedding. It was a beautiful ceremony and then they flew to the Virgin Islands for their honeymoon. When they returned, she moved into Sam’s condo.

  Ava confessed to me that the honeymoon was amazing. “It’s true what they say about black guys. His cock is so big that I can barely take him. It takes a couple of minutes just to fit it all inside of me and I’m stuffed full.”

  “That doesn’t sound pleasurable,” I said.

  “Oh, it’s pleasurable,” she said. “It’s really, really good. He really gets me off with that big cock. I’ve never had so many orgasms, or such strong ones. I hope I’m not hurting your feelings, honey, but sex with Sam is so much better than making love with you.”

  She did hurt my feeling a little but I appreciated her honesty. We only had sex about once a month since she was living with Sam, but our sex sessions were ver
y enjoyable. She felt looser than she had before but I guess that was to be expected given the big cock he was using on her.

  Not too many months later, Ava informed me that U.S. Citizenship and Immigration Services wouldn’t simply believe their marriage was legitimate. They would assume their marriage was fraudulent, and probably would consider it suspicious that they were married so quickly (and not long before Sam was facing deportation). In order to throw off the scent, Ava decided that having children together would help show that their marriage was real. I was a little worried about that possibility happening by accident, but now Ava wanted to do it intentionally. We decided that she wouldn’t put his name on the birth certificate so that, later on when they divorced, I could take over as the father.

  We agreed and a few months later, Ava announced that she was pregnant. She gave birth to a black baby girl in the summer, and that autumn she was pregnant with a boy. The following year, Ava accidentally got pregnant again and they had a set of twin black boys – a total of four black babies in three years. The ruse seemed to work as they were able to get Sam naturalized after just three years. And three years later, after six years of marriage, they divorced due to irreconcilable differences.

  Working with Ava to keep Sam in the country worked out wonderfully for my business. I went from making just over $100,000 a year to nearly $250,000, and added eight employees. And it also worked out great for our personal life. We sold my old house and bought a much larger one near Sacramento. I told my family that Ava and I had reconciled and we had a huge wedding, with one of our black sons as the ring bearer and our black daughter as the flower girl. As we’d agreed, I signed affidavits of paternity and put my name on the birth certificates for all of the children, making me their legal father.

  We now are a beautiful family of six. Sam is in our life, too, stopping by a couple times a week to visit the children and to have conjugal visits with my wife. We’re all happy with the arrangement. I love to masturbate in the room next door, hearing the sounds of Ava crying out in ecstasy from our bedroom as Sam pounds her with that thick black cock of his. I honestly had no idea that Ava could be so vocal in bed, and it gets me so hard when she coos about how great he is sexually and how much better he pleases her than her husband. Sometimes that’s all it takes for my little penis to squirt a foot into the air, sending little white droplets onto the carpet!

  THE BLACK LAWYER’S ASSISTANT

  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 wife Abigail and I had the misfortune of graduating college right as the Great Recession was hitting. I was an aspiring engineer and at the end of my summer internship they said they couldn’t offer me a position. Abby wanted to become a paralegal and she was applying everywhere but we couldn’t find any law firms willing to take on an inexperienced new paralegal. Luckily, we were sharing a small studio apartment and my parents were helping pay the rent, but it was still nerve wracking to be unemployed and not seeing any light at the end of the tunnel.

  One day, as luck would have it, Abby was at the offices of one of the top ten law defense firms in the state. It was only her second job interview and she knew the odds were long, but at least it would give her interview experience. While she was waiting in the lobby, a plaintiff’s attorney showed up at the office for depositions. Abby told me that he looked very handsome and dapper, a tall and well-built black man in an Italian suit. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of her, which isn’t surprising as my wife is a beautiful brunette in her mid-twenties with a great body. Men are always attracted to her and often hit on her, despite her wedding ring.

  The attorney soon introduced himself as Jantez Murray, a sole practitioner who specialized in personal injury and product liability. As she spoke with him, she felt an incredible attraction to him and made sure to mention that she was married. He replied that he’s married as well, and that made her feel more relaxed. Jantez explained that his legal assistant had gotten pregnant and left to stay at home with her baby, and he was in need of a young assistant to help him. He gave her his card and encouraged her to send him her resume, and she smiled and promised she would.

  When Abby went to meet him in his office, she was surprised to see that he wasn’t there in a suit. He was wearing shorts and a cutoff shirt, which he explained by saying his receptionist had failed to calendar the interview and he was just about to go to the gym. Although Abby laughed it off, she was impressed at the man’s firm muscles and chiseled physique. Everything about him, she confessed, was masculine and appealing. They had a great conversation and he offered her the job, which she accepted.

  I wasn’t thrilled to be unemployed but I was happy that Abby’s career was finally taking off. She would soon have a paycheck which would help pay the bills and relieve my parents from the responsibility. I was shocked, though, when she told me the size of her salary: $60,000 to start. Jantez explained to her that for that amount of money he expected her to work “very closely” with him and to provide any and all services he might desire, with no limitations. She asked what he meant by that and he replied that sometimes he has to travel outside of the state for court, educational seminars and discovery, and he would expect her to attend. He also stated that he sometimes goes on vacation but those are usually working vacations, and he would expect her to accompany him to help with anything he might need.

  We talked about it and we both believed that Jantez was suggesting that he wanted to sleep with Abby. She asked how I felt about that, and whether I thought his expectations were fair for $60,000. Although I’d always thought that we were going to be strictly monogamous, I told Abby that we really did need the money, and if she liked him and thought this was the right decision I would support her choice.

  Jantez began giving Abby some normal office work, from filing to preparing court documents. She was very excited when she came home from work and felt like she was learning a lot. Two weeks later, though, he took her to Victoria’s Secret to buy her lingerie. He was going out of state for a four day conference, he explained, and he wanted her to accompany him. She modeled various sets of bras and see-through panties, stockings and garter belts, and some baby dolls. He eyed her hungrily, complimenting her on her great body, and he spent over $600 on buying her naughty under things. Abby told me that she felt awkward wearing that kind of clothing in front of her boss, but at the same time she found herself desiring him sexually and she loved seeing the way he adored her body.

  When they flew out on Wednesday night for the conference, I was texting with Abby to make sure everything was okay. I felt very nervous but also excited, and I masturbated twice just thinking about what was going to happen. She told me that she’d need to turn off her phone during the conference but she’d try to contact me when she had a chance at night. But all night I heard nothing, and nothing on Friday. But around eight on Friday night, she sent a quick text saying, “Everything is great. Talk tomorrow.”

  On Saturday at seven, I finally got a call from my wife. “The conference is great,” Abby said. “I’m sitting with Jantez and taking notes for him.” Of course, I wasn’t interested in the conference itself but what they were doing together outside of it. “Well, obviously we’re sharing a room together,” she said.

  Finally, she started opening up. She said that she’s having sex with Jantez three times a day. “He’s very s
exual,” she said. “Just an incredible libido.” According to Abby, he’s a great kisser and loves to play with her breasts. The only downside is that he doesn’t eat pussy, which is her favorite thing. “But his cock is really big and sex with him just feels awesome. I can’t even explain it but he’s so good that I don’t really need him to lick me down there. I got brought off just by the sex. I didn’t even know that was possible.” She claimed that he was giving her at least three orgasms from intercourse each t time they had sex, and by the end of the day she was physically and sexually exhausted. “Oh, and he likes it a little rough. He pulls my hair, spanks my ass, and one time he kinda choked me in missionary.”

  The entire time I was listening to her talk, my penis was erect despite having already masturbated twice that day. The image of her sexy black boss fucking her with a big cock and giving her lots of orgasms really turned me on. I didn’t hear anything from her the rest of the trip, but she did send me a selfie of her standing in front of a full-length mirror wearing sexy lingerie while Jantez was in the background sitting on the bed in his boxers. I jerked off to that picture many times since then.

  Abby has been working for Jantez for a year and a half. She’s now saying that we’re in a good place to start a family and wants to know how I feel about having a baby. Although I’m okay with that, she also floated the idea of having sex with both me and Jantez, and having the baby no matter who is the father. The idea of Abby having her black lover’s baby is a turn on to me but I just don’t know if I can do it in real life. She says that Jantez will pay her extra money if we’ll have his baby and raise it for him. I’m still on the fence. What would you do?

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