MY INSATIABLE WIFE: a sweet cuckold romance

by POLLY ANDREA BUSCH

  At first, Aaron was a little worried about his penis size. Like most white men, Aaron’s penis is rather small – only about four inches long when fully erect. The truth is that all of my black lovers’ cocks are larger soft than my husband’s penis is when he’s hard. But I explained to Aaron that having a small penis actually was better for anal sex and made it easier to give him a blowjob. Moreover, I don’t need him for my sexual satisfaction – I have my black lovers for that.

  A lot of times when I get fucked by my black lovers, Aaron will sit in a chair in the corner or stand against the wall watching us. He likes to masturbate his little thing while he watches. Honestly, I often forget that he’s even there. At the start I’ll take my black lover’s huge cock, adoring it with my mouth as I slowly stroke his shaft, keeping my eyes locked on Aaron’s eyes as I pleasure that mighty black tool. My pussy gets so wet and I’m just crazed when that thick black cock penetrates me. My eyes roll back in my head as I scream in ecstasy as I’m pounded hard from behind.

  Later, after my black lover leaves, I like to lay back and spread my legs open for Aaron. He gets down and licks my pussy clean as he pleasures me orally. It’s the one thing sexual that we do on a regular basis. Although we sometimes do anal, that only happens a few times a year when I’m with a black guy who enjoys that kind of thing. Most of them don’t want to do a threesome with another man. Their loss!

  The kinds of black guys I love are tall, dark skinned, strong and well-hung men. And I love confidence. All the men who fathered my children are arrogant and take control. They know that white women love them and they enjoy breeding them. When they know that I’m fertile and I might have their baby, they seem even more excited than usual. I continue having sex with them through the pregnancy, too. And they love that. Knowing that they’re getting sex that the husband isn’t turns them on, and they like knowing that they’re having babies that another man will raise for them.

  I think it’s sad that there are a lot of racist white women who have never dated a black man. If you haven’t had a big black cock, you really don’t know what you’re missing. I think that’s the reason why so many women have never had an orgasm. Nice guys are nice, but sexy guys are for sex. And the sexiest guys of all are black!

  SIN AT THE SENIOR CENTER

  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 Peggy. A lot of younger people think that older people don’t have sex. That really is just silly. It might take an older man a little longer but we still want and need physical attention from the opposite sex. And I have a story of an encounter I had that rivals anything that you youngsters might do, if I say so myself.

  A couple months ago, I was at the senior center downtown. It started as a normal day, sitting with the other women and knitting some hats. When one of the staff said we were getting free gifts and a quick presentation from a drug company, I’d seen it before and didn’t think it would be anything too special. But that day changed my life in a big way.

  “Good afternoon,” the large black man said. He was tall and rather handsome, and appeared to be in his thirties, quite a bit younger than my sixty-three years. “My name is Anderius and I represent Grand Xendara Pharmaceuticals.” As he went through his script, I noticed that he seemed to pay extra attention to me. I could tell that he liked me and I was flattered. Although I’d always turned heads when I was younger, that doesn’t happen as often at my age.

  At the end of his presentation, he gave us all coffee mugs and pens with his company’s logo on them, as well as some brochures describing their products. After he spoke with a few of the other girls, he came up to me. We soon had a fun conversation and the man was quite charming. I told him that my husband doesn’t often come to the center, and I go there sometimes just for entertainment.

  “You’re a pretty lady, Peggy,” he said, smiling. “Aren’t you too young to be here?”

  “Oh, I’ve been around the block a few times. I could show a young man like you a thing or two.”

  The sexual attraction was palpable. Soon he gave me his card and said that he’d like to spend some more time with me, and to do it alone. I told him I’d give him a call.

  A few days later, my husband was out fishing a few hours away, so I knew I had the day to myself. I went to the senior center and called Anderius. He said he’d be right over. About half an hour later he showed up and we walked back to the men’s bathroom on the far side of the building, and we locked the door behind us. Immediately we started kissing and I felt myself so aroused. His big black hands went all down my body, and when he removed my dress he saw my sexy red bra and panties with garter belt and garters.

  “Damn, you’re a fine looking woman,” he said. I felt his bulging crotch against mine. I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, and when they dropped I saw he wasn’t wearing underwear. His cock was huge, big and thick, dark black like the rest of him but the head and half the shaft were discolored, quite a few shades whiter. I kneeled down and began sucking on that cock. I alternated between taking a mouth full of cock and pulling away, flicking my tongue all over the head. Then I started bobbing my head in earnest as I gently played with his big balls.

  “Bend over the counter,” he said. “I want to fuck you like a dog.” I did as he requested, my hands on the sink counter, staring right into the bathroom mirror. I saw his big black body behind me and I felt that big, warm piece of manhood touch my entrance and then push inside of me. I gasped, he was so large. But he kept pushing inside of me, deeper and deeper. Soon he was fully penetrating me and he held my hips as he pounded me good and hard. I could see myself in the mirror, my pearls swinging around my neck, my cleavage looking great as ever and shown off by my sexy new bra, and my face flush with excitement and pleasure. I was moaning hard and I slipped a hand between my legs, massaging my clit. Soon I started to reach my climax, and just then I heard Anderius grunting. He pounded me harder, so much harder, then pressed hard against me. As an intense orgasm shot through my body, I felt his big black cock pulsing inside of my cunt.

  He slipped his cock out of me, then I turned around and we embraced, kissing.

  “You are one fine fuck,” he said.

  “You’re not so bad yourself,” I replied. “I love that big black cock of yours.”

  “You’re never too old to try black cock,” he said, smiling. He was right!

  FORCED BISEXUAL BY

  HER BLACK LOVER

  By Polly Andrea Busch

  Copyright 2016 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 Devin. I’ve always hated my wife Trinity’s lovers. But to an extent, I’ve always admired them, too. The men she chooses as lovers are nothing like me. They’re strong, dominant, confident men. Mo
st of the time they have large cocks and they’re simply built for pleasing women. Often times they are degenerates covered in tattoos who use drugs and can’t hold a job. But they’re strong and in control, and women simply find them sexy and irresistible.

  But the man who is most amazing would have to be her current bull, Demarco. He’s a beautiful black man, tall and muscular with tattoos and a domineering style that white women adore. From what I’ve heard, the guy has slept with dozens of white wives in our area. But what I know for sure is that he sleeps with my wife and he gives it to her good. Trinity is totally obsessed with her virile black bull, and she’ll do anything to please him.

  Recently he’s been interacting with me. Normally her lovers just ignore me, focusing on my wife and freeing me to masturbate and enjoy the show. Sometimes the guys don’t want me present watching them, so I have to wait until they’re finished and have sloppy seconds. I don’t mind that at all because I love eating her creamy snatch when it’s just been ruined by a bad boy with a big cock.

  But Demarco has been ordering me around. “Get me a beer,” he’d say, and I’d get him one. But he started getting more and more demanding, I think trying to find out how far I would go. Finally, a few weeks ago, he ordered me to fluff his cock. “Not her, you,” he said. “Suck my cock, boy. You suck that big black cock of mine!”

  Trinity looked a little amused as I slowly got down on my knees. I’m not gay or anything, but I’d always admired the strong, powerful bad boys that my wife loves so much. I think I might actually love them as much as she does! But I never thought about engaging with them myself. I tentatively took his big, thick cock in my hands and slowly stroked the shaft.

  “Suck on it, boy!”

  I put my mouth around his cockhead, which was dripping with pre-cum. It was warm and stiff, but with a soft velvety surface of skin. I opened wide and took the head inside of my mouth. It was a little salty but inviting.

  “Yeah, that’s it,” he said, putting his big black paws around my head. “Suck on that black cock.” He began moving his hips. I was suddenly scared, not sure what to do as that mighty black tool began pressing down my throat with each deep thrust. I tried not to panic, remaining still and giving him a nice warm tunnel to fuck. But at last I couldn’t take it anymore, and I began to gag. I struggled against his hands, but he let me go. As I gasped for air, saliva dripping from my mouth, I saw Trinity on the bed smiling, watching us as she played with her clitty.

  “What’s wrong, boy? You need more experience sucking cock? That’s fine, I’ll give it to you. You’re going to be a world class cocksucker before I’m done with you!” As soon as I’d caught my breath, he grabbed my head again and he pressed his cock back inside of my mouth. I put out a hand to gently hold and tug on his balls as he used my face for his pleasure. This time I was able to last longer, and soon he said he was about to cum. His hips were thrusting harder and faster.

  “Take my load, boy,” he commanded. “Open wide and stick out your tongue.” I looked up at him, trying to act like a porn star as I presented him with my face. He stroked that big black cock right in front of me and suddenly it exploded, and I winced as a thick warm rope of semen blasted all over my right eye. I had my eye shut as he continued blasting my face with his sperm, rope after rope all over my face.

  “Yeah, that’s a good little white boy,” he said. “You love sucking on that black dick, don’t you? You’re a little whore for black cock.”

  I felt humiliated as I slowly got to my feet. I went to the bathroom to wash off my face. I had to use soap and water, but soon it came off. When I returned to the bedroom, he was in the missionary position on top of Trinity, her soft white legs up around his strong black body as he pounded her. They were kissing wildly and didn’t even know I was there. My little white penis was rock hard and I stood against the wall, stroking my little thing rapidly until I shot my squirt all over my fingers.

  Since that time, Demarco has been getting more and more aggressive. He’s made me eat his asshole out and he’s even fucked me once in the ass. I was so afraid that it would hurt but we used Anal Eaze, and while he was rough as far as slapping my ass real hard, he didn’t push that monster cock in too far, just slowly pushing it in and out. I was surprised at how much physical sexual pleasure I got from feeling my ass penetrated, but also the psychological joy of having my body used by this strong, powerful man. I know he’s just starting and soon he will be pushing deeper inside of me. But that’s the way it is with the bulls – they’re born to push the limits in every area of their life, and that’s what makes them so wonderful and exciting!

  DOMINATED BY MY WIFE’S STUD

  By Polly Andrea Busch

  Copyright 2016 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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  “Riley, what do you think about opening up our marriage?” my wife Sierra asked.

  I wasn’t totally surprised by her question. Although we’re still in our mid-twenties, our sex life had become very monotonous and rather boring, and I’d heard rumors that she’d been pretty promiscuous back in college before we met, though she claimed to have only slept with five guys. I was totally understanding of her and told her that, yes, she could take other lovers. But we laid down some ground rules, like that she needed to everything open with me and keep me in the know.

  After our conversation, Sierra soon had a profile out on a number of dating apps and sites. She advertized herself as a happily married woman who is looking for a little variety to spice up her life. In just a few months, she had managed to get four “boyfriends” – really fuck buddies if you ask me – who she sees on a regular basis. They do sometimes go out on dates but they’re certainly not exclusive to her and she’s not exclusive, either. In addition to her boyfriends, she was always meeting new guys as well, sometimes for one night stands and in other cases trying to see if they’d make good future boyfriends. I’d say on average she was sleeping with three different guys a week, while she and I would make love about once every ten days or so.

  Of all her lovers, the one who stands out from the others is Murphy. He’s a tall, strong black man in his late thirties with a great body, a cruel and domineering personality, and a violent temper. He’s always pissing of Sierra but the sex with him is always the best, she says. “The sexual chemistry is just amazing.”

  And it’s not just his big, eight-inch cock that she loves. My wife admires and adores how strong and powerful he is, controlling the situation at all times. And while Sierra is often dominant around me, she is totally submissive in the presence of Murphy. He is simply that kind of man, commanding respect and admiration from all around him. We personally know three other white wives who are being serviced by Murphy and in every case, their husbands naturally respect and obey Murphy.

  “I think a man can sense when another man is his superior,” Sierra said. “He’s the kind of man that other men respect and women desire.”

  The thing that I love (and hate) about Murphy is that he always keeps pushing boundaries. He’s never satisfied to simply take whatever he wants – he needs to go further, to take even more. Like having sex with me.

  “Have you ever been fucked by a black man before?” he asked me one night as we stood in the kitchen. Murphy and Sierra had just come back from the bar.

  “I’m not gay,” I said. “I’ve never had sex with a man.”

  “Yeah, well you’r
e gay for me,” he said with a wicked smile. “Tonight you’re gonna be my bitch.”

  “I think that’s so hot,” Sierra said. “I’d love to see you make love with another man.”

  Murphy ordered me to follow him into the bedroom. Reluctantly I obeyed him, with Sierra following behind me.

  He unbuckled his jeans and dropped his underwear, so he was wearing nothing but a t-shirt and gold necklace. His thick brown cock was standing firm and glorious, aimed right at me.

  “Get down on the floor, boy,” he ordered me. “I want my cock sucked.”

  I looked over at Sierra, who was smiling and gave me a nod. “You’re going to love sucking him,” she said.

  I walked up to him but he stopped me. “First, take off all your clothes.” I stripped down naked, tossing my clothes on the floor, then kneeled in front of him.

  That long, thick cock sported a big purple head and it had a large ball sack slung below. Just looking at his massive equipment that dwarfed my thin little five incher made me feel like less of a man, like I wasn’t a man at all compared to a guy like him. At one level I was jealous of him, but it was more admiration than anything. He had the whole package – good looks, big muscles, broad shoulders, a huge cock and a virile, manly personality. Even his “weaknesses,” such as his bad temper and violent past, were really just more evidence of how this incredible male specimen was overflowing with power and manliness.

  “Watch your teeth,” Sierra warned, standing near the doorway. “Keep your tongue flat over your teeth when you have cock inside your mouth.”

  I opened my mouth wide and welcome that his big manly missile inside my mouth. I could only take in the head and a few inches of the shaft at first as I began to bob up and down. I then licked on his shaft, flicking my tongue over that beautiful purple head, then began sucking again. Murphy put his big black paws on my head, holding me and pulling my head as he moaned.