MY INSATIABLE WIFE: a sweet cuckold romance

by POLLY ANDREA BUSCH

  Things got even more serious when strapping young black man named Jirani joined Evan’s company last year. He was only twenty-one but from comments he’d made to Evan, he wasn’t lacking in experience. One of the girls in his office had dated him briefly and the rumor was that his cock was so big she couldn’t even take all of him. Evan showed me his picture and the boy was definitely handsome, with a nice face and a great body. I began fantasizing about taking that thick black cock inside of my tight little pussy. Of course, while I was getting fucked, Evan would be sitting in the corner tugging on his little bean sprout.

  We’d read a cuckold story once about a wife being seduced by her black neighbor. It was one of Evan’s favorite stories to jerk off to in the bathroom. “It’s so hot, Morgan,” he said. “I think if you were having sex with Jirani and his monster cock, you’d come harder than ever before just like the wife in the story.” I admitted that I probably would. Evan kept pushing me to join him at one of their after-work get-togethers. At last I agreed, maybe just to shut him up but honestly, I was eager to try a cock so big that some girls couldn’t even take.

  When we stopped by the tavern, I got the chance to meet Jirani. He was clearly interested in me and more than a bit flirtatious. Of course, I’ve never had trouble attracting attention from men, given my hourglass figure, long hair and pretty face. For his part, Jirani looked even better in person than he looked in his picture. He was 6’3” with dark skin, broad shoulders and a muscular body. It was clear that he worked out regularly in the gym. But everything was on the up-and-up, and at the end of the night I went home with Evan.

  What I didn’t know was that Evan was working on the young man back at the office. He told Jirani that if he found me attractive, the two of us should get together and get closer privately. Jirani was surprised but realized that Evan was open to it, and he said he was interested. The only snag was when Evan told him he’d need to use a condom because that’s our method of birth control. Jirani refused, saying he hates the way they feel. Luckily Evan backed down. (Later he admitted to me that he secretly wanted to see my pussy filled and leaking Jirani’s semen.)

  When Evan told me that it was all set, I couldn’t believe that he’d done that without discussing it with me first. But we talked it over and ultimately I agreed that I’d like to spend some sexy time with Jirani. But I warned Evan that you might not be ready for what could happen. “If his cock is as big and feels as good as I imagine, it will change us forever. I may not be satisfied with your four-and-a-half inch Vienna sausage after having a real kielbasa.” Evan said he understood. I also insisted that he lick my pussy clean afterward, like the guy did in the story. My husband agreed. Then he pointed out the part about Jirani refusing to use condoms. At first I was resistant, but then I realized it would be fine given that I’d just had my period.

  After that, Evan told Jirani that everything was ready to happen. As they worked, Evan said he couldn’t stop looking at Jirani, fantasizing about his strong, mighty black body laying on top of me, my white legs up around him and ankles locked behind his back, my white arms around his dark black shoulders as we kissed passionately. He pictured Jirani’s huge, bare black cock plunging deep inside my delicate womanhood before finally blasting off his baby batter deep inside of me. Then Evan pictured himself eating my sloppy used pussy, licking me clean. For my part, I went out shopping right after work, buying some sexy lingerie, a new pair of red high heels, and some sexy perfume.

  That night, though, Evan got a call from Jirani. His mother had shown up unexpectedly at his apartment and he couldn’t leave her. Sadly, we’d need to reschedule. Unfortunately, due to conflicts at both of our ends, it took us two weeks until we could make it happen.

  Evan was at the house watching me put on my new lingerie and perfume. I asked him what he thought and he whistled. “You’re unbelievably beautiful and sexy!” I noticed that his little weiner was erect and straining to make a bulge in his crotch. I replied that things might change between us once I’ve felt a real man’s cock, but he assured me that he was prepared for whatever might happen.

  Jirani arrived at our house and I met him at the door. He’d brought me a bouquet of flowers, which I thought was adorable. I asked him if he was okay with Evan watching us from the corner, probably just masturbating. He declined, saying that seemed kinda gay to him. Evan said that he’d give us half an hour alone in the bedroom, then he’d come check on us.

  When we were alone, Jirani quickly removed my clothes and his own down to his boxers. I loved the way he kissed me, and he paid nice attention to my breasts, sucking on my nipples and kissing his way down my stomach to my aching cunt. He licked me a bit, making me squirm with anticipation and pleasure. Finally I could take no more. I pulled down his boxers, revealing his package. It was everything I’d dreamed it would be. Although I didn’t measure it, it was more than double the length of my husband’s little thing, with a large purple head. More importantly, it was almost as thick as a baseball bat. I took him in my mouth and it was difficult to blow him because of his size, but I did my best. I was so wet, so aroused by this handsome black man, and ready to see if I was woman enough to take him.

  When he finally got on top of me and pushed the head of that monster inside of my white pussy. It felt incredible, being stretched and filled by this amazing man, a feeling I’d never experienced before. He kept going in deeper and deeper, and I worried that I might not be able to take all of him. But his black cock relentlessly invaded my white body, taking everything and leaving nothing. The feeling inside was incredible. My g-spot was being rubbed with each thrust but thanks to his enormous size, my clit was also getting friction from his movements. What Evan could only pretend to do with his tongue and fingers, this real man was doing with his cock. I felt jolts of sexual electricity shooting through my body, and the grandmother of all orgasms coursed up and down my spine and out to my limbs. After that I had three more orgasms, each one stronger than the last. He grunted and came inside of me. Then we fucked in doggy style, which I love, and he pulled my hair and slapped my ass. We both came simultaneously and collapsed on the bed.

  As we lay in bed in a post-coital embrace, I heard footsteps approaching the bedroom door. He tried the handle but it was locked. I got up and opened it. Evan was standing there with a shocked expression on his face, his little penis fully erect if four inches can be fully anything, staring down at my used cunt. He told me later that my pussy had a huge gape and white fluid was leaking down my inner thighs.

  “Okay, little boy,” I said, hands on my hips. “Get down on your knees and clean up this pussy.” Evan obeyed, dropping to his knees. He hesitated for a moment, his face near my pussy, then buried his face into my sticky cunt. He licked it tentatively at first, then began licking it joyfully. I grabbed Evan’s head by the hair, holding him in place so he couldn’t get away. “That’s it, boy. Taste a real man’s come. Clean up that pussy for him.” I saw Evan trying to masturbate his little thing and I told him not to. He obeyed my orders.

  I looked over at the bed and Jirani was hard again, his mighty black cock simply unstoppable. I pushed Evan’s head away and told him that we needed our privacy again. “You can go to the little boy’s room and jerk off while a real man pleases my pussy.” Jirani and I both laughed as I guided my husband out the bedroom door and locked it. We continued having sex throughout the night, and Jirani left the next morning.

  I continued seeing Jirani a couple times a week. He’d come over to our house to fuck me late at night, then he’d leave, only staying the night that one time. When he was finished, Evan would lap up our combined juices, his tongue probing deeper than I thought possible. Things ended, though, when I got pregnant. Jirani soon quit his job and disappeared, never to be seen again. We haven’t really been looking for him as Evan is raising our daughter as his own, even if her skin is dark. But I’m ready again to have something handsome, hung and black back in my life. I think Evan loves black cock almost as much as I do! />
  TRYING THE DATING APP

  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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  Throughout our 5 years of marriage, my wife Savannah and I had a good sex life. We shared our fantasies and there wasn’t anything that we wanted to do in the bedroom that we hadn’t done. But one thing we’d sometimes talked about was inviting another man into our bedroom, preferably a black man with a large package. I signed Savannah up on a dating app and I found a good-looking guy in our area. I found a particular guy who looked interesting named Earnell. The guy described himself as preferring married white women, and he was willing to please a woman with or without her husband present.

  “He’s good looking, Owen,” my wife said. “I don’t see any harm in meeting him.”

  I’d been trying for a while to find somebody who could act as my wife’s lover. The problem is that I wanted discretion and I was concerned about her dating anybody that we knew. The dating app seemed to be the perfect solution. In short, we met Earnell at a bar and had some drinks, then he slow danced with Savannah. It was so hot watching him holding my wife against him, and her eyes were all lit up as they danced. My wife is 28 and Earnell is just 25 and in great shape, and she was obviously hot as a pistol at the thought of bedding him. It went great so we booked a suite room at a motel for the next weekend, and we hot Earnell the adjoining room.

  When Earnell entered the room, he was only a robe. He quickly slipped out of it and was wearing just a pair of black shorts, showing off his powerful, athletic build. Savannah was sitting on the bed in just a sexy bra and panties. Although in her mid-thirties, she still has an hourglass figure with nice breasts and a round ass. Earnell kissed my wife's neck and I felt a thrill when his hand slid up her inner thighs. Savannah parted them to allow his fingers easy access, and he was fingering her pussy through her panties. My penis was rock hard and I went into the bedroom to jerk off. While I was in there, soaping up my cock at the sink, I could hear all of Savannah’s sounds of pleasure, and I knew the instant that his cock entered my wife.

  “Oh God, baby,” she moaned. “Oh, wow!”

  I was eager to take a look, but I continued jacking off to the sounds as my wife’s grunts, groans and cries of pleasure grew stronger and louder, and I knew he was giving her a world-class dicking. I heard Earnell grunting and I could tell he was climaxing, and right then I shot my wad into the sink. As I was cleaning up, Earnell entered the bathroom to take a shower. He had on a robe and I hesitated, wanting to see the physique of the man who’d just fucked my wife. When he dropped his robe, he didn’t have on the shorts this time. He was naked and I gasped when I saw his penis. His cock was only a bit longer flaccid than mine is erect. His cock was slimy as it had just been inside Savannah’s sweet cunt, but what had shocked me was the girth. It was wonderfully thick, a master work, and I felt envious of him. Then I went back to our room to check on Savannah.

  My wife lay sprawled on the bed, sexually spent with her legs open wide. Her pussy was gaping open, no doubt from Earnell’s thick cock, and semen dripped out of her sperm-filled quim. She curled her finger toward me and pointed down at her pussy. I knew what she wanted. I eagerly licked and sucked on her pussy while she happily described to me how great Earnell had been in bed, how amazing his cock felt and how it drove her wild. When Earnell got out of the shower, Savannah jumped in. I talked with Earnell and learned that he’s married with three kids and his wife isn’t interested in sex. He enjoys assisting married couples with their love lives and considers himself to be a doing a charity of sorts, making the world a better place.

  After we went back home, Savannah asked how I felt about what had happened. I told her that I thought it was wonderful. She asked if she could see Earnell again, and I was happy to see that happen. He now stops by our house for sex sessions about three times a week. I started watching them in the act and I get really excited seeing my wife’s obvious sexual attraction and pleasure, her strong orgasms and her pleasure at sucking on his cock. I’d estimate that he’s about eight inches long but the thickness is just astounding, and seeing my wife’s lips around the base of his cock when she blows him is mind blowing. Savannah never had much interest in fellatio with me, but now she’s gained quite a passion for it with her black lover. I don’t know if you’ve ever seen your wife sucking another man’s cock, fingering her clit in pure desire, but it’s an incredible experience.

  If you’ve never tried the dating apps, you really should. Whatever you think about online dating, it’s a great way to meet hookup partners. I can attest that when your wife is sexually satisfied, your own love life will improve tremendously. If she’s never been with a well-hung black man, she doesn’t know what she’s missing.

  MAKING A CUCKOLD VIDEO

  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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  For years I’ve believed that the best way to appreciate the sight of my wife Arianna fucking and sucking would be to record her in high definition. I’d seen homemade videos of couples having sex and they’re always my favorite. Frankly, the professional women are clearly not interested in sex with the male performers most of the time and at least the amateurs are attracted to each other. I could just imagine having our own video, me holding the camera, maybe doing a close-up of my penis slipping inside of her clam, and then watching it back on the big screen with her groaning and moaning over the surround sound speakers. Just the idea had me hot!

  I didn’t think there’d be a problem getting Arianna to do it. She has a fabulous body and she’d allowed me to take some nude photos of her in the past. When friends have seen her in her bikini, they always comment on how she has a model’s body.

  “Sure, Brandon,” my wife replied. “I’ll do it.” I thought she’d be worried that our video might get leaked to the internet. Instead, she suggested that we hire a professional to record the video.

  I wanted to hire somebody that Arianna would be comfortable around. There was a guy we knew who video records weddings. His name is Briceson. He’s a black guy a few years younger than us, probably about twenty-five, and he’s quite a ladies’ man. It’s not hard to understand why given his good looks and ripped body. I’d heard Arianna herself mention to her girlfriends over wine that she thought Briceson was hot and if she were single, she’d have given him a roll in the hay. When I informed Arianna of my choice of videographer, she concurred that he would be an excellent choice.

  When Briceson arrived, Arianna was wearing nothing but her little red basque and stockings. The mutual attraction between the two of them was palpable but I pretended not to notice anything. We started the video with my wife sitting in front of her mirror brushing her hair and dabbing on perfume. I’d thought that she would p
retend that the cameraman wasn’t there but she started talking with him.

  “Do you have a date tonight?” he asked her.

  “Yes, I’m seeing my boyfriend,” she said. “A white guy.”

  “A white guy? Do you date black guys, too?”

  “I think black guys are really sexy,” she said. “Especially you.” She looked at his crotch. “Is it true what they say?”

  “My cock isn’t that big,” Briceson said. “It’s only eight inches long but it’s pretty thick.”

  My wife’s eyes lit up as she looked at him. “Damn, I’ve never seen one like that in person. My husband’s little penis is just half that size.” She looked at me. “Does that make him half a man?”

  At that point, I could see that the video was going in a different and unintended direction. But it was beautiful and natural, and I certainly didn’t want to stand in their way.

  “Why don’t I hold the camera?” I suggested.

  Briceson gave me a strange look, then he smiled. “Sure, you can record us.”

  “Brandon!” Arianna said with mock surprise. Briceson walked up to her, his body pressed against my wife’s small frame. “You want to see your innocent wife getting fucked by a black man?”

  “It’s up to you,” I said, taking the camera.

  The two of them kissed for a while, him leaning down as she put her arms around his shoulders. The contrast between her pale white skin and his dark flesh was exciting. Then they stepped over to the bed. Briceson pulled off his t-shirt and dropped his jeans and underwear. Sure enough, his cock was much larger than mine. It was only semi-erect but it was already longer and much thicker than mine, covered in veins and ending with a large purple head.

  “I want to feel your cock inside of me,” Arianna said. She quickly stripped off her lingerie as they kissed and fondled each other, then she lay down and spread her legs wide. I could see that her pussy was sopping wet in anticipation. But Briceson moved into the 69 position, where he fingered my wife’s pussy while she sucked on his cock. The scene was amazing, with my wife’s cheeks inverted as she sucked on her black lover’s mighty shaft, her head bobbing up and down as her lips pleasured his tool. I was proud of how much cock she could take into her mouth.