MY INSATIABLE WIFE: a sweet cuckold romance
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“All right,” she said. “Now I really need to fuck.”
That’s when suddenly the doorbell rang. Jordan pulled the throw blanket from the couch and covered herself. “Who is that?” I told her I’d see.
I went to the door. It was Hunter along with his friend Jamal, just as we’d discussed. I welcomed them inside and brought them to the living room, where Jordan was sitting on the couch, looking surprised and a bit flustered, but also quite fuckable given her state of sexy undress.
“This is my friend Hunter and his friend Jamal,” I said. Jordan seemed quite attracted to both men, and as we had drinks she seemed to get quite flirty. The guys complimented her on her great looks and sexy attire.
I sat back down next to Jordan and I began kissing her neck again and caressing her. She seemed a little uncertain, but as my hand slid up her inner thighs I felt her spread her legs, giving the guys a nice view. At that point I felt sure that things were going to go well. I began fondling her breasts and she moaned in delight. “Oh yes,” she cooed, her hands on my crotch. I saw her motion for Jamal to touch her. I knew she’d never been with a black guy before, and when he came over and began kissing her, my cock went hard as steel. I eased her down onto the couch and soon Hunter joined in. He whipped out his cock, a real whopper that had to be eight inches long, and gave it to Jordan’s mouth to suck. She began sucking on it while Jamal kissed her breasts and suckled her nipples. I moved down and removed her skirt, and she lifted her hips to help me pull off the g-string. Now her womanhood was open for all to see, and I began licking and sucking her while she sucked Hunter’s big cock. Her hips were slowly rocking as I ate her, her breathing labored and her neck flush. She stopped sucking Hunter’s cock, looked up at Jamal and said, “I need a cock inside of me. Give your cock.”
Jamal didn’t waste any time. I moved out of the way and he got in between my wife’s creamy white thighs. In his hand he was holding a cock that was even longer and thicker than Hunter’s massive manhood. He aimed the head right against my wife’s moist, eager entrance and slowly pushed himself inside of her. Jordan’s pussy expanded and swallowed up his black cock, fitting it like a glove, as he began pushing himself deeper and deeper. She moaned loudly even as she resumed sucking on Hunter’s cock. For my part, I leaned in and began licking on her clit, my head at an angle and I could see Jamal’s dark black body impaling my wife.
“Oh God, it feels so good!” I knew she was coming as intense shudders gripped her body. Her legs were spread wide open for her black lover, thrusting her crotch up and down as I tongued her love button. I looked up and saw her tugging on Hunter’s cock as she blew him frantically. Soon he was coming, his hips bucking as he filled my wife’s mouth with his come.
Jamal was fucking her balls deep now, powerfully intense as he pistoned his black monster in and out of my wife’s white box. Soon he cried out, groaned and pushed himself all the way in, firing his load deep inside my wife’s box. When he pulled out, Hunter soon took his place and I moved up to receive an expert blowjob from my beautiful cocksucking bride. I came hard, firing my seed into her throat.
When the guys left, everybody had at least two orgasms. Jordan, though, wasn’t fully satisfied. “Next time I want a guy in all three holes at the same time,” she said, slowly pulling on my shaft. The moment she said that, I got hard again!
BLACK STUDENT FOR THE SUMMER
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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Over the last few years, my husband Tom and I have had young black college student staying with us each summer. When Tom’s older brother learned that he was infertile, he adopted Shobi, a black boy from Africa. Shobi was now grown up and going to college in California, but he’d gotten a summer job near us and we offered to let him live with us rent-free.
When I met Shobi for the first time last year, he literally took my breath away. He stands 6’4” with broad shoulders, a handsome face and an incredible physique. I have to admit that I was skeptical when he claimed that Charlotte, his girlfriend back in California had won a national beauty competition but when I saw their pictures together I was impressed – she was truly gorgeous. And I may have reminded him of Charlotte because I noticed him checking out my lingerie when I put it out to dry. I also have a bad habit of leaving the bathroom door open when I take a shower, and I caught him a few times watching me through the glass door as I lathered up my ample bosom, soft but firm belly, and soft round bottom.
Sometimes, through the prominent cracks in the door, I would watch him masturbating on his bed. I was impressed at the size of his cock – it was easily nine inches and very thick, my husband’s four inch stub hopelessly outclassed by this young stud’s major league equipment. I enjoyed teasing the young man, talking to him very formally when Sean was around but wearing short skirts and sexy stockings. For his part, Tom also acted very formal around him, too. But in bed at night he was quite randy, and we’d gone through a sack load of condoms. Tom would often talk to me about how good Shobi must be in bed with that big cock of his, all the while he’s slowly stroking his rubber-encased penis in and out of me. It’s true, we were basically fantasizing about our young black roommate fucking me. Tom guessed that he’d be focused only on his needs and finish prematurely. I disagreed, suggesting that Shobi would probably know how to please a woman well if he was able to get a woman as hot as Charlotte. Tom then suggested that if I thought he was so great that I should bed him myself and find out. I told him that I would do just that, and Tom was so surprised and turned on that he lost his control and filled the condom right there!
When Tom told him that he was sending us out for a date, all expenses paid, Shobi said he’d love it. We went to a nice bistro downtown and sipped wine over filet, then we stopped by a cute little kissing post. I was so turned on by this young black stud that my pussy was soaking, as if begging me to do the right thing and allow him to bed me. While we were kissing, his masterful fingers pleasing me down below, me mentioned that he’s not a one-girl kind of guy and he’s dating quite a few women, including a married woman in her late twenties named Jenna. It seems that Jenna’s husband wasn’t happy that she’d taken on a lover, especially a handsome and strapping black one, but he backed down when she made it clear that she’d leave him if he didn’t!
Of course, I didn’t have that problem – I knew my husband wanted me to fuck Shobi. Tom even offered to do whatever he could to assist in our fuck session. Shobi asked him to perform the cunnilingus for him, as he doesn’t eat pussy, and to take pictures for him to remember.
As we started off in the bedroom, Tom was slowly eating my pussy, his tongue licking my folds as avoiding my stiff clitoris as he teased me. I was quite randy, as I often due when I’m ovulating, and knowing that I would be having bareback sex with this beautiful young black man while fertile had me feeling very naughty, but also wondering about the possibility of getting pregnant. Although the chances of getting pregnant from a single act of intercourse isn’t all that high, I knew that Shobi’s big black cock would shoot its seed right into the opening of my womb, my cervix no doubt engaged in a sucking motion to bring that precious baby batter right to my eagerly waiting egg.
Tom’s fingers were now inside of me, thrusting in and out as he licked my clit, and I was squirming on the bed. “You want his black baby sperm, don’t you?” Tom asked
. “Yes, baby,” I moaned. Shobi opened the bedroom door and stepped inside wearing just a pair of white boxers. As I kissed his muscular chest, I slowly reached inside his underwear and gently pulled out his hard, throbbing member. Tom was standing aside, meekly taking pictures on his iPhone of my hands slowly tugging and fondling his mighty manhood. Shobi then walked me over to the bed, bent me over and began to push his big cock inside of me from behind.
The pleasure of his large cock stretching me was indescribable. “It’s unbelievably good,” I told Tom. “This cock, it’s like having real sex for the first time.” With Tom I always need my clit rubbed to get pleasure, but Shobi’s cock was so large that his giant head was rubbing against my clit with every stroke. Tom was standing against the wall, his thumb-sized boyhood fully erect. I was totally in ecstasy as Shobi’s black cock penetrated me deeper and deeper.
“Like my nipples,” I instructed Tom. He put down his phone and began to fondle my breasts and suck on my nipples. I was totally in another world as my husband licked my tits in time with the thrusts. I praised Shobi’s amazing manhood and his expert lovemaking skills as he pounded me silly. I could feel Shobi’s mighty cock throbbing, his giant balls ready to unleash their ammunition, but he didn’t cum prematurely. Instead of speeding up, the stud knew to ease his pace each time his climax neared and he put me through two orgasms along the way.
Shobi patted my ass and told me to flip over. Now we were in the missionary position, my legs up on his shoulders, his cock penetrating deep inside again. As my head rolled to the side in ecstasy, I saw Tom diddling his little boyhood and moaning as his tiny-sized tool squirted off onto the carpet. I ordered Tom to get down and lick my clitty. He did as I instructed him, his head to the side, his tongue sticking out to lick my clitty, impossibly close to that mighty black cock penetrating me.
Shobi picked up the pace and I knew that his climax was near, his muscular backside pounded me relentlessly, his seed rod aiming right at the mouth of my womb. My black lover groaned, grunted, pushing in fully deep as his cock pulsed, filling my cunt with his sperm. “I’m going to be pregnant with his black baby,” I thought as I came, my hands holding my husband’s face tight against me as my groin gyrated, nearly smothering him against writhing cunt.
Although I felt confident that I’d gotten pregnant from our encounter, I fucked him again two of the next three days just to make sure. I hadn’t planned on having sex with Tom during that time, to ensure that Shobi’s seed have every opportunity, but I relented when Tom pointed out that condoms had worked flawlessly for us up to that point. While we made love, I encouraged him to break the condom. “I’m still fertile,” I’d say as he rode me. “Give me your baby!” Of course, the condoms held and a few weeks later when the pregnancy test came up positive, we were both elated.
And now, months later, Tom is a great father to our daughter Latasha. I recently received a text from Shobi that Jenna is pregnant, but I’m sure that doesn’t surprise you. I can’t wait for the summertime to return and neither can Tom. He keeps talking about Shobi’s huge black cock and how hot he gets when he sees his bare shaft sliding inside of me. I think my husband loves big black cock almost as much as I do!
TWO HEADS ARE BETTER THAN ONE
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’m Landon. My wife Brooke has always enjoyed reading stories in internet chat rooms about threesomes with one woman and two men, and the husbands who get pleasure from their wives being with other men. We’ve discussed the issue, of course, with Brooke encouraging me to imagine her making love to another man. Honestly, I’ve always found the idea to be exciting, and I’ve noticed that when she brings it up when we’re making love, I get especially hard and cum more than usual. Brooke is a beautiful woman with a high sex drive, so there’s never been any doubt that she’d be able to get a desirable man (or men) for such an adventure if the opportunity were to present itself.
About six months ago, we finished our basement. The work was performed by two men: Tony, a white guy in his early fifties, and Damien, a black guy in his late twenties. I was surprised when I saw Damien. He was tall and athletic, kind of like a darker-skinned Kevin Durant. Brooke has always been attracted to black guys, and the first day that they started on the job, she called me at work to tell me how hot Damien looked. When I came home after work, Damien was in the kitchen chatting with my wife. As I listened to their banter, I realized that the guy was charismatic and a great talker. He obviously knew my wife was attractive to him, from the glimmer in her eye and her body language. I could tell that Brooke wanted him and Damien seemed content to stay. The thought of this handsome black buck’s body between my wife’s legs made my penis stir in my pants.
“So Damien,” my wife asked, popping a chunk of cheese into her mouth. “Do you do bedrooms?”
“In fact, I do,” he replied. “I’ve been told that bedrooms are my specialty.”
I explained to Damien that Brooke had mentioned her desire to have our bedroom closet expanded and I wondered if he could provide us with a quote. He agreed. Then I said that, although I had some ideas on the matter, Brooke is best in that area and I suggested that she should show him exactly what she wanted. I was excited when the two of them walked away together, heading toward the bedroom. My heart was racing as they left the room.
Brooke later told me what happened next. When they walked inside the bedroom, Damien shut the door behind her. As he walked up to her, her pussy was moist in anticipation. He pulled her body close to his, and she leaned up to kiss him. Damien kissed her neck and face, then his tongue slithered inside of her mouth as he fondled her ass. My wife could feel his cock hardening, its size pressing against her belly as he felt up her breasts and buttocks. Brooke removed her blouse and bra. Soon Damien was kissing her breasts, gently sucking on her stiffening nipples, then he removed her skirt and pulled down her panties, fingering her masterfully.
She was enjoying his massaging her clit when he pushed down on her shoulders. She responded obediently, falling to her knees before this strong black man. When she unzipped his jeans and freed his cock from his underwear, she gasped. His cock was humungous. Damien ran his hands through my wife’s hair as she sucked on the head of his giant ebony monster, her mouth opening wide. Brooke was amazed at the size of his equipment as her tongue massaged his meaty shaft, her hands gently massaging his shaft.
Damien told her to stop, that he was getting close and wanted her to lay down on the bed. Brooke asked him to use a condom because she wasn’t on the pill. They looked in my dresser drawer but the box was empty, so my wife walked out to the kitchen where I was waiting and asked if I had any more. I followed her back to the bedroom and found Damien laying on my bed, his ebony cock huge and menacing. Damien’s body was one of African perfection, with an eight pack and ripped muscles, his dark skin contrasting sharply with the pure white sheets. I checked the bathroom closet and found out that we were totally out of Trojans.
Damien gestured for Brooke to come to him. “Don’t worry, I’ll pull out,” he said, pulling my wife into bed with him. He rolled her onto her back, parted her legs, and moved up on top of her. Holding his mighty cock in his hand, he ran the head up and down her delicate white womanhood, wetting his cockhead on her slippery wet folds. Brooke was moaning, her groin bucking up as she begged him to fuc
k her. He lined his cock up at her entrance and pushed forward. My wife’s pussy parted and stretched around him, enveloping his massive tool. She groaned in pleasure. “God, it’s so fucking good,” she said, looking over at me. He continued pushing inside of her, inch by inch, until his balls were resting against her ass cheeks. I was stunned that my wife’s tiny little quim could hold that huge black monster. Brooke’s arms were around his shoulders as he began thrusting inside of her, his balls slapping loudly against her ass.
“Oh fuck,” Brooke cried, an intense orgasm ravishing her body as she undulated beneath her black lover. Her legs were up against his strong, thick thighs, riding him from beneath as she cried through a breathtaking orgasm, urging him to not to stop. Damien was pounding harder, faster as he reached his own climax. I saw his body tensing up as he grunted, blasting her fertile womb with his sperm. They lay there in each other’s arms, kissing wildly, but soon he maneuvered Brooke into the doggy position. He held my wife’s hips against him, her body rocking back and forth. She only lasted a few minutes before my wife began to cum hard, groaning her praise for her black lover’s size and technique. Minutes later, Damien came again, his body pressing tight against my wife’s ass as he launched a second assault. As he withdrew, semen was leaking out of my wife’s spent cunt and down her leg.
Since that time, Damien has visited our house many times. He fucks Brooke masterfully, always giving her at least two orgasms and sometimes as many as five. I always get turned on at the sight of his purplish black cockhead pushed deep inside my wife’s mouth, and love it when he cums on her face or blasts his load inside of her mouth. But even more I love it when he fucks her silly with his huge cock, filling her to overflowing with his seed. When I make love to Brooke, just the thought of her getting serviced by her black stallion gets me excited and I lose control, filling the condom prematurely.