MY INSATIABLE WIFE: a sweet cuckold romance

by POLLY ANDREA BUSCH

  LaDerek threw off his boxers, and I heard Jenny gasp when I saw what he was packing. It was a huge cock, at least ten inches long and as thick as a beer bottle. “Oh, my God!” Jenny said, her eyes wide. “I can’t believe it’s real!” My wife took it in her hands adoringly, and she began licking and sucking his mighty manhood as she massaged his hefty ball sack.

  “Gimme a blow job,” LaDerek ordered.

  “It’s so big,” she said. “I’m trying to take you inside of my mouth but it’s just so big. I can deep throat my husband, but then his tiny little penis is only half your length and a fraction of the width. God damn, baby, you’ve got a horse cock!”

  Jenny didn’t give up, going back at it like a champ. She sucked on his cock for a few minutes, then begged him to put that big thing inside of her. Jenny reached into the bed stand and pulled out a rubber. LaDerek opened the foil wrapper and tried to roll it down his cock. It simply wouldn’t fit on his giant manhood.

  Unfortunately, I hadn’t been thinking. The only rubbers we had were snug fit condoms designed for guys will small penises like myself. They weren’t going to fit a man like LaDerek.

  From early on in our marriage, Jenny and I used rubbers for birth control. I’d only tried bareback with Jenny a few times, but she immediately got pregnant. We had two kids in two years, so I decided to get a vasectomy. That was six years ago, and the only rubbers we had were not only very old but also way too small. Somehow, though, he managed to get one to cover the head of his cock.

  LaDerek got on top of Jenny. She gazed longingly up at her black lover, her white arms caressing his powerful black body, as he lined up the head of his cock at Jenny’s wet muff. Normally I’d need a few thrusts to get inside of my wife all the way, but apparently Jenny was so wet for LaDerek that he pushed that enormous thing all the way inside of her with just two strokes.

  “Oh, God,” Jenny moaned in astonishment, her voice quivering as that big black dick plumbed her depths, reaching places I never could touch. “My God, LaDerek, your cock feels so amazing. I feel so… full! I love your black cock!”

  His black muscular backside pounded forcefully inside my wife’s white pussy. Jenny, for her part, was moaning and groaning in ecstasy. “Oh, God, I’m coming,” she squealed, over and over again. I think she must have orgasmed six or seven times. The best that I’d ever done was to give her a single orgasm, usually with oral sex, but with LaDerek my white wife was getting multiple vaginal orgasms from her black lover’s cock.

  LaDerek’s breathing was quickening and knew that his climax was near. Moving up behind him, I got a great view of their genitals embracing. Jenny’s white little bubble butt was hovering an inch off the bed, her white legs up around his waist. With each thrust those huge black testicles of his would slap against her white ass, and I loved the way her body moved in rhythm with him. I think my favorite part, though, was seeing how his huge black cock filled her completely. His cock actually pulled the insides of her pussy with each outward thrust, and then he’d push her in deep with each inward push. Obviously, her little white pussy was too tiny for such a giant cock.

  Suddenly, I realized that something was wrong. The condom had broken. Although there was a rubber ring halfway up his cock, there wasn’t a rubber sheath covering the head. He was essentially fucking my wife bareback during her most fertile time of the month.

  “Yes, bitch,” LaDerek said. “Yeah, I’m gonna fill you with this. I’m cumming. I’m fuckin’ cumming, bitch!”

  “Do it, baby!” Jenny moaned ecstatically, locking her ankles around his waist. “Give it to me! Fill me with that black seed!”

  He made a couple strong, animal-like thrusts, then pushed in balls deep. His giant black cock was fully inside my wife’s fertile cunt.

  “I’m cumming, too, baby,” Jenny groaned as her body received her black lover’s sperm.

  I was stroking my little white penis furiously as I watched LaDerek’s testicles twitching, convulsing as they pumped his African baby batter through that cock straight down into my wife’s womb. His cock was pulsating as it delivered his load. The two lovers rode out their orgasms, and then LaDerek lowered himself down, laying on top of Jenny. They kissed slowly now, basking in the glow of their sex.

  “That was awesome,” Jenny said, give a huge grin. “You can fuck me with that big cock any time!” LaDerel’s black barrel was still inside of her, holding his sperm inside of her, the last of his semen filling her entire cavity. He was slowly moving his cock in and out just a bit, and I felt confident that she was being impregnated right then, that his black baby was growing inside of her even at that moment.

  LaDerek finally pulled out his dick, and when he did Jenny saw his bare cock coated in semen. She put a finger down into her cunt, lifted up a glob of sperm and sucked her finger clean. It seemed that she suddenly realized what that meant, though, as her face turned pale. She looked over at me with a sheepish look on her face. “I’m sorry, baby. I guess the rubber broke.”

  “Damn, son, I didn’t mean to shoot my shit inside your girl like that,” LaDerek said. He rose from the bed and put on his clothes, then he turned to my wife. “I’ll give you a ring next week.” Then he headed out of our home.

  “I’m sure I’m ovulating,” Jenny said, looking concerned. “It’s the worst possible time for a rubber to break. Are you angry with me?”

  “I’m not angry,” I said. I quickly took off my clothes and got on top of her. “I love every bit of it, and seeing him shoot his sperm inside of you was the hottest part.”

  When I put my dick inside of her, I found her cunt totally awash with LaDerek’s sperm and my wife’s own juices, and I pushed in easily. Her pussy was much looser than usual, not that I was surprised after seeing her black lover stretch her out. I lasted just a few minutes before adding my own load into her loose, spent pussy.

  After we finished fucking, we cuddled and talked about what transpired. Both of us agreed that it was incredibly erotic and that she should do it again. We even discussed the part about LaDerek taking her unprotected and shooting his load inside of her during her fertile time. I knew that Jenny would never consider aborting, and we both agreed that if she were pregnant that I would raise the baby as my own. We also agreed that we needed to purchase some newer, larger rubbers. For a guy like LaDerek, we needed the XXL sized condoms!

  BLACK COLLEGE BOY

  By Polly Andrea Busch

  Copyright 2014 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 husband and I decided last year that, to help pay the bills, we would rent out a room in our house. Given that we live in a college town, we didn’t think it would be very difficult for us to find a person who would like to rent from us. We were right about that. The week we put out the advertisement, we immediately had a deluge of applications.

  My husband Danny gave me the pleasure of meeting the applicants and choosing the person we wanted as a renter. I met a few people but when I saw DeShawn, a freshman at the nearby college, I knew I’d met the right person. DeShawn is a well-built, tall, and handsome black man. I pointed out how muscular he was, and he told me that he works out in the gym for a few hours each day. The two of us talked about his background, rather flirtatiously if you ask me, and I found myself fantasizing about taking this sexy young man to bed. The boy was very charismatic, and my panties were soaking with interest and anticipation. I could e
ven feel the walls of my pussy expanding a bit to welcome his manhood inside of me.

  The next weekend DeShawn moved in, and it was quite fun having a sexy young man about the house, in fact staying in the room just down the hall from mine. Danny was happy with the situation as well, given that I was randy all the time. Quite often I would see DeShawn walk from his room to the shower wearing nothing but a towel around his waist, and sometimes I could see a huge bulge where his erection was no doubt pressing against it. Clearly the young man was well-endowed, and I wasn’t surprised to learn that he was juggling two different girls at the college, both of them white. In addition he was hooking up with other females when the opportunity arose.

  I knew DeShawn sometimes spent sexy time with my friend Cindy when her husband was working. She once told me that DeShawn is not only equipped with a long, thick cock but he knows well how to use the thing. In fact, although she’d thought she was orgasming with her husband, she didn’t even know what a real orgasm was until she’d been bedded by DeShawn. He gave her multiple orgasms! While in bed with my husband one night, I told Danny what I’d learned from Cindy. While Danny rubbed his little five incher in my pussy, he told me that a man like DeShawn was made for sex, a breeder, and he said he knew I wanted to sleep with your black renter. While I didn’t outright admit it, I certainly didn’t deny it either, and we were both fantasizing about DeShawn fucking me right then. The mere thought of it had my pussy soaking like mad, and together we enjoyed some of the best sex of our marriage.

  As we cuddled after sex, Danny said I was free to bed DeShawn and asked if he could watch. I explained to him that I was fine with that but it would be up to Deshawn.

  The next Friday one of DeShawn’s girls broke up with him before they went on a date, and he suddenly didn’t have plans for the night. I came down the stairway, wearing just a white slip and a silk robe, and suggested that we hang out as a couple, have some beers and play cards. DeShawn liked the idea, and the sizeable bulge in his pants showed that he appreciated my outfit.

  Danny and DeShawn did shots of premium tequila. Then, as they drank beers, my husband told DeShawn that our relationship was open and he was fine with DeShawn having sex with me, as long as he could sit in the corner and watch. DeShawn smiled, sipping on his beer, and he said he’s down for that.

  A few minutes later, I stepped up to DeShawn. “I’ve been waiting for months to do this,” I said. We kissed passionately there in the kitchen. I felt his cock pressing against his jeans, needing to be released, as those black hands of his roamed across my body. He was a fantastic kisser, and my pussy was soaked with my anticipation.

  Danny suggested that we take it to the bedroom. DeShawn took off my white slip, and I pulled down his jeans and underpants. Cindy was right about him – that black cock was a monster. “Oh, my God,” I said, putting my hands around it adoringly. It was as thick as a coke bottle and nearly a foot long. Suddenly I worried if I’d be able to take all of that inside me. DeShawn pushed my head toward his crotch. I tried my best to fellate his cock. I couldn’t take too much of him inside my mouth. Danny helpfully passed a bottle of lube over. DeShawn laid back on the bed as I covered my hands with the lube, then pleasured his long, ebony shaft with my hands as I licked and swirled my tongue around his plum-sized cockhead. “That’s right, bitch,” DeShawn said, moaning. “Do it just like that.” I was giving him as much a handjob as a blowjob because it was so big, but he seemed to enjoy it.

  DeShawn instructed me to get down on all fours. He took up station behind me and I faced the dresser mirror, so I could see him grab his cock and line it up against my wet entrance. He rubbed his cock up and down a few times, wetting his weapon while also teasing my clit, and then I felt the pressure of that big head entering inside me. The pleasure was incredible. I saw his strong black hands grab my hips, and then he began pushing his cock deeper inside of me, inch by inch, touching places my husband lacked the ability to reach.

  The feeling of fullness was incredible, and I moaned uncontrollably. “Oh, fucking God, this feels amazing,” I said. “That cock is so much better than my husband’s little thing.” That’s when I realized my husband was there in the room. He was sitting in the corner, his pants around his ankles, jerking off his tiny little white penis. I really didn’t intend to insult Danny, but in the throes of passion I moaned out the truth. I was experiencing something totally different, far better than anything I’d had before. For the first time ever, I was truly filled with cock.

  DeShawn’s cock didn’t simply hit points inside my vagina that had never been reached before and give me a feeling of fullness, though it surely did that. His size was causing my clit to pull right against the base of his cock, stimulating it in the most natural and powerful way. My clitoris was pleasured with each thrust of his huge black spear, and I realized this was how intercourse was supposed to be. Finally now, with a decent cock inside me, there wasn’t any need to artificially stimulate my clit with a finger or a vibrator – DeShawn was a real man with a real dick, and everything simply worked.

  I felt the most powerful tingling sensation started in the pleasure pit between my legs, and then it worked its way up and down my spine, washing over my body. I wanted to cry out that I was coming, but the feeling was overwhelming and I could only moan in pleasure. I felt the mother of all orgasms, and it just rolled on for minutes as a string of orgasms. It was hard to tell where one climax ended and the next began, but I probably had a dozen before DeShawn had me roll onto my back and began to fuck me missionary style, with my legs over his shoulders.

  At that point, I’d forgotten my husband even existed right then, but I saw Danny move to the edge of the bed right next to us. He got down on his knees, placed his head into our groins, and began to lick on my clit. I was worried that DeShawn might not like it but he actually seemed to enjoy it. He looked down condescendingly at my husband, slowly pushing his cock in and out of my pussy as my husband licked my love button.

  “Lick it up,” DeShawn ordered. “Lick up those juices. Her pussy and my cock. You like that, don’t you, boy?”

  Danny murmured a “yes” and continued to lick my clit. DeShawn’s cock was giving me all of the clitoral stimulation I needed, but I appreciated the thought behind Danny’s efforts.

  “You know I love this black cock, don’t you?” I asked.

  “Mmmm, mmmm,” Danny replied.

  I held his head in my hands. “You love seeing that black cock, don’t you? You like it pounding inside your wife’s white pussy?”

  “Mmmm!” he moaned.

  I had an idea. I held Danny’s head with my left hand and grabbed the base of DeShawn’s cock with my right hand and, as he was pulling out mid-thrust, I slipped it out of my cunt into my husband’s mouth. Danny struggled move his head away but I held it firmly in place as DeShawn thrusted his cock deep inside my husband’s mouth.

  “You like that, honey?” I asked.

  “Oh, fuck!” DeShawn said, throwing his head back. He made a few jerks of his hips, and suddenly I knew what was happening. Those heavy black balls were twitching, his cock pulsing – I had accidentally picked the moment just as DeShawn was coming! I released Danny’s head and that black snake slithered out of my husband’s mouth.

  I giggled. I wanted to give Danny a little taste but he got the full meal – his mouth was filled with a huge load of DeShawn’s thick, creamy sperm.

  “Swallow it,” DeShawn ordered. Danny did as he was instructed, and then he cleaned off DeShawn’s cock with his mouth. He even used his fingers to take out every drop from the shaft! After a few minutes DeShawn was hard. We fucked again and this time DeShawn fired his sperm deep inside me.

  DeShawn and I had sex usually three or four times a week for most of the year until I gave birth to our first baby. Although the baby was black, we all agreed that it was Danny’s baby. My husband has turned out to be a great father. DeShawn transferred to another college five hours away so now it’s just Danny and me living in th
e house. With all the baby expenses, we really need a renter, now more than ever. Although we haven’t taken any applications yet, I suspect that the guy I select will be well-built, well-hung … and black!

  MY BLACK LOVER IS MOVING

  INTO OUR HOUSE

  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 a twenty-eight year old married wife named Annie. A few years ago, my husband Tyler and I were having some issues. We decided that we would take a break from monogamy for a while. I moved out of the house into a small apartment with our daughter. During that break, I sometimes hired a babysitter and go out with some of my single friends. One of those times I met a guy named Andre. He was twenty-three, strong, athletic and black. Although Tyler and I hadn’t discussed whether we’d be dating other people during our separation, I figured it was probably okay. (Frankly, I didn’t want to have that talk because I liked having the ambiguity – after all, I didn’t want Tyler dating other women!)