MY INSATIABLE WIFE: a sweet cuckold romance

by POLLY ANDREA BUSCH

  The moment we got inside my hotel room, Liddell went right at me. He was kissing me wildly, his hands roaming all over my body. I felt my womanhood soaking, eager for him. I’d never had sex with Brady, but this handsome black man was something I couldn’t resist. He was just the kind of man to take my virginity.

  As soon as our clothes were off, I saw Liddell’s cock. The thing was huge, nearly a foot long. I was intimidated, not sure that I could take it. He put his cock at my mouth. Although I’d never given oral sex before, I tried my best to suck on it. I don’t think I did a great job because he quickly decided to have real sex. With me laying on the bed, he got on top of me, lined his big black cock up with my womanhood, and he pushed himself inside. I winced from the pain, but he took his time, slowly going deeper with each time. It felt so amazing, connecting with a man this way, kissing him as he took my virginity. Soon I felt his testicles against my ass and realized that I’d managed to take all of him inside me, and I felt proud about that.

  I thought Liddell would go slow, but the man was powerful and forceful. He was pounding me fast, and when he turned me over and we did it doggy style, he pulled my hair back and slapped my ass hard. I was a little scared and my butt cheeks were hurting, but I was also receiving incredible pleasure. It wasn’t long before I felt the most amazing pleasure welling up inside of me. “Oh goodness, I think…” I melted into moaning as an orgasm swept through my body. About a minute later, Liddell gripped my hips firmly, quickened his pace, and filled me with his sperm.

  As we lay cuddling, I was totally scared. I wasn’t on birth control and I knew that, at that very moment, tens of millions of his sperm were deep inside of me, looking for my egg. I would never get an abortion, and I was scared that I was going to have a black baby.

  Soon Liddell got up, dressed and left. When Kaylee returned to the room, she said that Mark was great in bed and gave her three orgasms. I didn’t want to talk about my experience, feeling embarrassed and worried about a pregnancy, but I did confess to her that having sex with Liddell was amazing and that I’d orgasmed. Later that night, I drove out to a pharmacy and got the morning after pill.

  I thought that it would be the end of my time with Liddell, but I did hook up with him a couple days later. I demanded that he use a condom, though. I got better at sucking dick and got more comfortable at having sex, trying new positions and just able to relax and enjoy it. Later, when I married Brady, I believe that our physical relationship was much better as a result of my time with Liddell. I know it sounds crazy, but my black lover was a real blessing to my marriage. I never told Brady about him, and he thinks that he took my virginity. Frankly, I don’t think I did anything wrong and I’m glad that I got that wonderful experience with a sexy black man to remember for the rest of my life.

  MY SUMMER SWOON

  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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  My name is Addison, and I’m now seven months pregnant with my black lover’s baby daughter. Last summer I met an attractive black man named Andre. He was tall, in great shape, and walked with confidence and swagger. He hit me up while I was sunbathing by the pool in our complex, and I found him to be very attractive. I worked my husband Bryce into the conversation, but that didn’t deter him at all.

  Honestly, the fact that he was willing to pursue a woman he finds attractive regardless of her relationship status was a turn on. I’ve always been attracted to strong, dominant men. Everything about Andre was attractive to me.

  You might be surprised by this, but it was my husband Bryce who wanted me to pursue a sexual relationship with Andre. He insisted that the two of us refrain from love making while Andre was courting me, so that there would be no confusion as to the father of the baby. And honestly, I’m happy to know with certainty that they baby I’m carrying will be as dark skinned as Andre, though perhaps a touch lighter from my side.

  My husband and I are very excited to welcome this baby into our family. My friends and family have been very loving and supportive of my desire to have a black baby, and Bryce will make a great dad. Everything about this situation has been a cocoon of love and support. I believe that it’s important to live your life to the fullest and follow your dreams. Don’t worry about potential problems with people who are bigoted and unwelcoming of multiracial families. If you meet a black man and you want to have his baby, and you have a supportive husband like I do, you don’t want to live a life of regret by not having the beautiful black baby that you both want. You only live once.

  MY AUTUMN AFFAIR

  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 Marissa. My husband Brendan and I have been married for twelve years but only recently did our sex life really take off. It all started at a company party when I went dancing with Hank, a handsome college age guy from my husband’s materials plant. We were dancing very provocatively, and afterward I went to our table and told Brendan how he’d been caressing my ass and grinding his junk against my crotch. I mentioned that he felt very large down there, and I was very turned on by him.

  Judging by the little tent that his meager tool made in his pants, my husband liked it, too. He encouraged me to keep dancing with him, and he sat sipping his drink while we danced, basically doing foreplay on the dance floor. That night, when Hank asked me to stop by his house for the night, I wasn’t going to accept but Brendan insisted that I do it.

  I’m glad I did. It was the best sex I’d had in many years. He taught me new positions and techniques in bed, and he really brought about a sexual awakening in me. One time we had sex at my house, and Brendan got to watch as my younger lover pleased me expertly with his large cock. My husband was standing against the wall stroking his subpar pecker, and he squirted off right as Hank was shooting his load all over my face.

  And that was just the first of many encounters I’ve had with other men. I’ve learned to really love having a variety of lovers. They each have different ways of doing it, and I love the grunts they make when they shoot their sperm. I’ve also thrown out my boring panties and bras, replacing them with sexy stockings and underwear.

  My biggest adventure so far was filming an amateur adult video that we sold to a small local DVD company. In that scene I had a foursome – me and three other guys! There is no way to compare the sensation of having two men inside of you at the same time, and a third man filling your mouth. I felt do desirable!

  I hope other couples will learn to try new things, to open up and explore. The first step is the hardest, and it’s a journey that will lead your marriage to incredible happiness!

  ST. PATRICK’S DAY ROMANCE

  By Polly Andrea Busch

  Copyright 2016 by Polly Andrea Busc
h. 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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  It all began as just a fantasy of ours, but it turned into reality. My wife Alana has always wanted to try a threesome with two men, and she wanted to do it on video. This past St. Patrick’s Day we were at a hotel in Connecticut and made our fantasy come true.

  We stopped by a little dive nearby and played some pool. Next to us were a couple of young guys in their mid-twenties, one white and one black. They introduced themselves as Kareem and Joe, and we had a great time talking while we played our separate games. Later, we decided to switch and play teams, and we had a great time chatting and drinking. I couldn’t help but notice that the guys couldn’t keep their eyes off of my wife.

  When it was time to leave, I invited the guys back to our hotel room for a nightcap, and they happily agreed. When we reached our room, Alana played some music through her phone using our Bluetooth speakers. That’s when things got a little crazy. Alana offered asked Kareem if he wanted to try a shot of Grey Goose, and she put the shot glass between her breasts. He was totally game for that, and he kneeled down and she leaned forward, his face right in her breasts.

  It was then Joe’s turn, but he immediately went to kissing my wife’s neck. Soon they were on both sides of her, kissing her face and neck, their hands roaming all across her body. My penis was rock hard at this scene. Slyly, I set my iPhone on the table at just the right angle and set it to record.

  Alana stripped down to just her panties, and she asked the two guys to take off their clothes. Soon they were completely nude in front of her. Joe’s cock was about six inches long, but Kareem was more like ten inches and very thick.

  When Alana saw Kareem’s equipment, her eyes widened. “Oh my God!” she exclaimed, looking over at me. She got down on her hands and knees, her tiny hands around his huge, thick shaft. “I’ve always wanted to feel a man like this inside of me.” They she began sucking on his cock, licking the head and twisting her head slightly. I loved watching her delicate white hands caressing those beautiful black balls as he moaned in pleasure.

  “That’s enough,” Kareem said.

  Alana stood up, dropped her panties, and told Joe that it was his turn. She laid down on the bed, spread her legs, and the white guy began licking her pussy. I saw his cock was already hard. Alana was moaning as Joe put her through a loud orgasm.

  “Okay, baby,” she said to Kareem. “Lay down so I can ride that beautiful black cock!”

  When I saw my wife drop down and her little love box envelope that black monster, I began stroking my little four incher. It was so erotic seeing her moaning, a look of sheer ecstasy on her face, as she took all of him inside. I was proud of her for that, taking the whole thing. He hands were resting on his strong chest, pushing herself up and down, riding him. And that’s when Joe got up on the bed behind her, kneeling, and pushed himself inside of her asshole.

  The moan that my wife made when she was taken by both men simultaneously was different from what I’d ever heard her make before. It was deep, guttural, and she was clearly out of her mind with lust. Their two bodies slowly gyrated, and she was in heaven. This went on for a few minutes before I saw the look on Kareem’s face and realized he was near his climax. I saw his hands grips her closely, and soon he was shooting his seed deep inside my wife’s hairy pussy.

  After that, Joe pulled out of her ass and brought it to her mouth. I wasn’t sure what she’d do, as he hadn’t cleaned himself off. But she greedily took his cock inside of her mouth, licking and sucking like crazy, and soon he blasted off all over her face while my wife tugged on his shaft, a big smile on her face.

  It was a great experience for both of us. We later put our video up on an online porn site. I love watching it and reliving the time she experienced two men at once. We can’t wait to do it again!

  I SWAPPED OUT HER PILLS

  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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  “Bye, Sebastian,” my wife Destiny said, giving me a peck on the cheek. “I love you, honey!” She said that on a Friday night as she left in the strong arms of a very special lover of hers, her black boyfriend Marcus. We both knew that she would come back home on Sunday afternoon having spent the weekend making love with her handsome black lover. We both knew that her love nest would be filled with her lover’s seed, and that I would welcome her back with open arms.

  What she didn’t know, though, was that she wasn’t on birth control. About a month earlier, I had bought some fake birth control pills off the internet and swapped them in place of her real ones. I knew that she would be ovulating that weekend, and the odds were good that she would return to my arms with her lover’s black baby growing in her womb. Although she wouldn’t intentionally do that because everybody would know I wasn’t the father, I knew Destiny well enough to know that she would keep the baby.

  I suppose this may sound strange to some people. Why would I want my wife to get pregnant by her lover? I don’t really know myself, and at some level the very idea of it scares me. But I also found it very exciting. While the idea of her making love with Marcus was very exciting, the fact that she was fertile made my penis hard as steel. Whatever the reason behind it, it was a risk that I was willing to take – in fact, a risk I was eager to take.

  That Sunday morning when she returned home, I couldn’t wait to make love to Destiny. As was our custom, she told me in great detail about all the hot sex they had together. “His cock is so much bigger than yours,” she cooed as I performed cunnilingus on my wife. “I love the way it feels inside of me. We had sex twice this morning. Can you taste him, honey?” I was eagerly sticking my tongue in as deep as possible, licking up all of their combined juices.

  Although I would normally have intercourse with her at that point, I asked her for a blowjob. I wanted to be sure that I didn’t accidentally impregnate her with my own sperm. Destiny is a world-class cocksucker, and in a matter of minutes I shot my load down her throat.

  It was a few weeks later when Destiny started to feel nauseated. She was startled and worried, but I was over the moon knowing what was happening. She took a pregnancy test and it confirmed what I already knew: her strong, virile black lover’s baby was growing in my wife’s womb. At first she was worried, knowing that Marcus had abandoned the mothers of his other children. But I assured Destiny that she had nothing to worry about. “I don’t care what color the baby is,” I said. “It’s our baby, honey.”

  Eight months later, Destiny gave birth to a black baby boy. Two years after that, she gave birth to a beautiful black baby girl. Once again, it seems that her birth control pills failed her. I bet I don’t need to tell you how that happened!

  PUTTING IT IN

  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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  My wife Jada and I had an amazing experience that we’d like to share. Jada’s fantasy was for me to hold her lover’s manhood and guide him inside of her, and I wanted to make it happen. My friend Darkeem is quite a ladies’ man and is rumored to have a very large black cock, so I ran it by him. He didn’t seem to believe me at first, but eventually he realized I was serious and agreed.

  I told my wife that I’d invited Darkeem over for drinks on Friday night, and I suggested that he might be willing to play with us. Jada was very excited by the possibility. Of course, I’d already confirmed with with Darkeem and knew it was going down.

  After having dinner, we had some cocktails. At one point Darkeem and I were chatting and Jada was getting tired from the alcohol, so she went to bed. We waited ten minutes, then walked quietly up the stairs. I undressed and slipped under the covers with Jada, and I began kissing her. Soon she was getting quite excited, and I asked her whether she was hoping that we would have had sex with my black friend.

  “I was hoping to,” she said. “He’s really very sexy. I can see why he gets all the girls.”

  Darkeem smiled. He stripped off all his clothes and slipped under the covers on the other side, and he began caressing her. She jumped a bit, startled, then realized that Darkeem was with us. My penis turned rock hard as I kissed her neck and played with her erect nipples.