MY INSATIABLE WIFE: a sweet cuckold romance

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by POLLY ANDREA BUSCH


  Brooke is now three months pregnant with our first baby. Of course, we’re both quite confident that the baby will be black. As scared as I’ve been about the risk sex, the thought of it was totally exciting and I’m not at all unhappy about the situation. I can’t wait to see that black baby nursing on my wife’s milky breasts. Hopefully it’s the first of many!

  ROAD TRIP TO TEXAS

  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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  Last summer, my wife Paige and I went on a road trip to Texas. We went to the local budget car rental and got a nice little sports car. Paige looked amazing, wearing jean shorts that showed off her legs and a cute flimsy blouse. I noticed that she’d removed her bra and her large breasts were straining against her blouse, showing her large nipples. She was getting appreciative looks from men the entire way.

  Once we were in the car, we’d been driving for over an hour when we encountered two hitchhikers. They were young, dark-skinned black men, probably in their early twenties, wearing jeans and hoodies. I immediately planned to simply pass them but Paige insisted that we stop and pick them up. Reluctantly, I pulled over and let them in. I was happy to learn that they were 21-year-old college students on their way back to campus. Malachiah, who went by “Kai,” sat in front next to me. He wore glasses and was studying engineering. The other boy was Cliff, a muscular athlete who was majoring in liberal arts but was hoping to play professional sports, and he hopped into the back next to Paige.

  As we drove, our conversation covered all sorts of topics. But after a naughty double entendre by Kai, the conversation switched in the direction of romance. Paige asked them young men if they had girlfriends, and soon Kai asked whether she had any boyfriends. Looking back in the rear view mirror, I watched as my wife described the first time that she’d dated another guy during our marriage. The young men were enthralled with her story, loving the details about how she was wooed by a co-worker and then a blow-by-blow account of their encounter in the sack. Watching the handsome Cliff look at hear hungrily as she related the details, even performing an air blowjob, got me hard as a rock.

  Kai began asking me why I would be okay with my wife having sex with other men. While I was speaking to him, I heard the sound of a zipper dropping behind me. I looked into the mirror and saw Cliff’s black hand pulling down the zipper on my wife’s jean shorts, and she lifted her hips to help him remove them. Paige was now down to her white panties, which were clearly soaked with her arousal. Cliff leaned over and kissed her, as his fingers manipulated her clitty through the panties. Kai turned around, presumably to see what I was watching in the mirror, and watched the show.

  Paige was moaning as this virile young black man teased her. Paige removed her blouse, freeing her ample breasts. Kai, for his part, moved into the back seat and now she had two black men on her, fingering her and suckling her breasts. I watched the road for a bit then looked back – a guy was sitting on either side of her and she was slowly jerking their cocks, turning her head back and forth and smiling as they talked. I was surprised at their size. Kai’s cock was only about seven inches and normal thickness, but Cliff’s cock had to be ten inches and very thick. It was no contest, with my little thing not even reaching five inches. My penis was fully erect and totally engorged, like a little boy puffing out his chest to try and look big next to a full-grown adult.

  Luckily, I saw an old motel on the side of the road. I asked the guys what they thought about pulling over and getting a room for a better experience. They all agreed and they quickly threw their clothes back on. I adjusted my cock under my waistband so that it wasn’t quite as obvious, then we walked inside and booked the room. The guy behind the desk gave us a dirty smirk and checked out Paige’s ample breasts as he handed me the room key.

  When we reached the room, Cliff quickly stripped and then removed my wife’s clothing down to her panties, while Kai and I sat in chairs against the wall. The guy was an Adonis, with a six-pack and that ten inch cock. The two of them kissed passionately on the bed, their tongues dancing inside of each other’s mouths. Paige began to lick his shaft and swirl her tongue around the cockhead, then she deep throated. I was proud but stunned that my little cocksucker could take the entire thing down her throat. Cliff was groaning in pleasure, his fingers running through Paige’s hair. Then she lay down on the bed and he positioned himself between her legs.

  My wife grabbed a hold of that black monster at its base, her tiny white hands guiding it to her sopping wet entrance. He pushed himself inside of her and Paige moaned in deep pleasure, raising her legs against his thighs to help him go deeper. Inch by inch, he pushed himself in further until she’d take all he had to offer, and then he began pounding her with speed and purpose. Kai and I were both furiously masturbating as we watching him pounding her cunt with that giant black cock. Paige was a mess, her breasts flopping around, her makeup smeared, as this black beast took everything she had. Finally he grunted, pushing himself in deep, and I saw his balls twisting and clenching as he unloaded his sperm deep inside of my wife. When he pulled out, semen spilled out of her spent pussy.

  I was so turned on that I failed to last any longer. Letting out a deep guttural whine, my penis popped off and squirted my juice onto the floor and down my fingers. I went to the bathroom to clean up, and when I returned I saw Kai plunging his cock inside of my wife. She didn’t seem as hot as she was before, but she seemed to enjoy him taking sloppy seconds inside of her used cunt. They stayed the night and fucked my wife silly. It was the start of a great trip!

  OUR BLACK CHEF

  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 name is Justin. Here’s how my wife Victoria fell in love with a young black guy and now she’s having his baby. Unfortunately, she says he’s more exciting and far more skilled sexually, not to mention the size of his cock. I don’t consider myself to be poorly endowed – five inches is pretty average, as far as I can tell – but Victoria really enjoys the feeling of a large cock inside of her.

  With our busy work schedules, we thought it would be best to hire a personal chef for our family. We hired a black student, Antez, who was visiting the country from Africa. Honestly, I was a bit surprised when I met him. The guy was not the typical black guy that you’d imagine. He wasn’t particularly tall and he was rather stocky, as you might expect for a chef. Although I’d never considered Victoria to be particularly sexual, she has been operating on full speed around Antez. She’s maintained her figure pretty well over the years, and despite her being in her mid-thirties she has an hourglass figure, with ample breasts and shapely legs.

  We moved Antez into our upper-floor spare room, and he soon became a part of our family. I noticed
he would admire Victoria while she was showering and getting dressed, and she always seemed to “forget” to close the bedroom door. One time, when she bent over, I noticed him checking out her legs and possibly getting a glance at her panties. The bulge in the front of his pants was quite large, and I realized that the rumors about black men must be true. I was surprised at my reaction, though – I found myself turned on by the idea of this young black stud fucking my bride. In fact, many times I would jerk off in the shower thinking about Antez fucking her with his big black cock.

  Over the months, I noticed that Victoria was wearing skimpier and sexier outfits. Antez seemed to approve of this, and I noticed that ever-present bulge in his pants. Even as he was cooking up our eggs and bacon, my mind was on getting my wife to spread her creamy thighs and allow our black chef to fuck her. And I knew he’d approve of that idea, as one time I caught him through a crack in the door masturbating in the bathroom while looking at his iPad, and on his iPad was a picture he’d taken of Victoria in her pajamas. His pants were around his ankles and he was jerking on a giant, mighty black monster that put the cocks in porn flicks to shame. The thing had to be at least ten inches long. When he came, he shot big, magnificent ropes of semen that blasted Victoria’s picture.

  Later that week, I decided that I would “accidentally” bump into him again. I brought Victoria up and told her there was something I wanted her to see. I could hear him masturbating through the bathroom door. It was closed this time, but I slipped a coat hanger wire inside and unlocked the handle. When I pulled it open, there was Antez holding his giant black cock, another picture of Victoria on the screen. My wife gasped and Antez looked horrified, but I realized she was gasping at his cock.

  “God damn, that thing is huge,” she said. “Can I touch it?”

  Without waiting for a response, my wife walked forward, dropped to her knees and began to suck on the dark purple head of his giant cock. That huge shaft slid nearly all the way inside, and I could see her cheeks indenting as she sucked him like a champion. I was so hot at the scene that I dropped my pants and began to masturbate, watching them together. Soon he pulled her to her feet, removed her clothes, and bent her over the sink.

  I know that I should have stopped them there. Victoria insists that I use a rubber every time, as that’s the only birth control she uses, but I was so turned on that I said nothing as he pushed that mighty cock inside of her. And anyway, I’d always fantasized about seeing another man shoot his sperm deep inside my wife’s fertile womb and lick it out with my tongue. She groaned and moaned. “Oh God, Antez, your cock is just amazing. It feels so big, so good. I’m so wet for you.” This college boy was nearly balls deep now, and he began pounding her with a steady rhythm as he held her hips firmly. He pounded her harder and faster, and Victoria was panting in ecstasy, her chest red with arousal. He increased his pace and I could tell he was nearing his climax.

  “I’m going to come inside of you,” he said.

  Victoria looked back and stared into his eyes. “Oh yes, baby. Yes! Fill me with your sperm. Give me that virile black sperm!”

  “Aargh,” he gasped, pushing himself in fully. His hips continued to jerk as he filled her fertile pussy with his come. As he pulled out, some of his semen gooped out and ran down her leg. She turned around, her arms behind her on the sink, and spread her legs wide.

  “Do it, honey,” she said. “Lick my pussy clean. Suck up every drop of his come.” I buried my face inside of her sticky, creamy bush. I stuck my tongue deep inside her gaping hole and licked her clean. After I finished, the two of them went to our bedroom and continued their fucking in our bed.

  Ever since that time, Victoria and Antez fuck nearly every day, anywhere they want in our house. Yes, my wife is now pregnant with her black lover’s baby, but she’s still wearing sexy clothing around the house. Some guys might not like this situation but I’m quite happy with it, and I’m getting more sex now than I did before. When she finishes fucking him, she lowers her cum-soaked snatch onto my face and lets me eat her used cunt. Both of us are perfectly sexually satisfied, thanks to our black chef!

  HOUSEWIVES KNITTING SOCIETY

  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 name is Carter. My wife Peyton is a part of a women’s group in our city. It’s called the “housewives knitting society” and it’s supposedly about knitting together things like blankets and scarves, but the truth is a lot more interesting: it’s a group of bored wives who like to have sex with other men. Especially black men. The men are tested to make sure they’re clean, and then they’re free to bareback the wives. All of the husbands know about it and most of them love it. Yes, a few of them aren’t happy about it but they relented when their wives said you’ll either need to accept this or we’ll leave you.

  Peyton is twenty-nine years old with large, doughy breasts and an ample bottom. By her count, she’s had sex with thirty-two men over the last two years (all but three of them black). It would be hard to pick a favorite but I’d like to tell you about the first lover she met when she started in the society. She reviewed his pictures and got a recommendation from one of our neighbors. Kari, who happens to be a size queen, gave him a great report. His name was Darvin and he was thirty-nine years old, very handsome, and said to be well endowed and quite skilled at using it.

  We arranged for him to show up at our house on a Saturday night. After speaking with him on the phone, Peyton was quite hot for him and wanted to spend time alone with him. Although I wanted to watch, I knew that most of the husbands with wives in the society didn’t get that opportunity. I agreed to let them have sexy time alone in our bedroom. That evening, I was incredibly horny as I watched Peyton walk out of the shower wearing just a towel, drop it to the floor and check herself out in the mirror. Although she’d added ten pounds since we’d married, she still looked amazing with that little tuft of bush above her love tunnel. My little four incher was rock hard just looking at her. Then she put on a sexy bra, garters and nylons, then a short skirt and silk blouse.

  When Darvin arrived he looked even better than in his photos, and I smelled spicy cologne on him. Peyton seemed very relaxed with him, giving him a quick kiss when he walked inside, and they both talked over drinks. Then the two of them went out on the town for drinks. The whole time they were gone I was horny as hell waiting up for them.

  When they arrived back home it was nearly 1:30. They walked hand-in-hand to the bedroom. I made a point of occasionally walking past the door, and I heard her moans of pleasure through the door. The bed springs were squeaking and the headboard pounding against the wall, and I knew he was fucking her nice and hard.

  After about half an hour, I heard the door open. The two of them came out to the kitchen and got some water to drink. Peyton was a mess, her makeup smeared and hair out of place, and a stream of white cream dripping down her leg. Darvin’s cock was still semi-erect and it was huge, both long and thick, shiny with their combined love juices. Peyton came over, gave me a kiss, and then the two of them returned to the bedroom. I went into the upstairs bathroom and masturbated, with the sounds of their fucking barely audible from down the hallway. I heard my wife cry out in orgasm twice, and I walked downstairs while they were still fucking. It was nearly an hour later before Darvin finally had his fill, got dressed and left our house. I slipped i
nto bed with my wife, who looked totally satiated. Her pussy was overflowing with her black lover’s semen.

  Over the next few months, Darvin stopped by our house about once or twice a month. He was a popular lover among our neighborhood’s wives, so he wasn’t always available. Luckily, though, Peyton soon found other lovers who satisfied her. Currently she has six lovers through the society. On average she goes on one or two dates a week, rotating through her stable of lovers. She still makes love with me and it has only been a plus for our relationship. If your wife ever gets the chance to join a local “knitting society,” I suggest that you encourage her!

  OPEN AND EAGER

  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 Katie, a 32 year old mother of four and I’ve been married for ten years. My husband Cole is the most wonderful man in the world. He’s a great father to our children. I haven’t always been monogamous during our marriage, though. In fact, although our kids all call him dad, the truth is that each child was fathered by a different man.

 

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