MY INSATIABLE WIFE: a sweet cuckold romance

by POLLY ANDREA BUSCH

  Tara got on top of him. As she rode him cowgirl, she was facing away from me. I wanted to see her kissing him madly, but I enjoyed watching her hunching her groin eagerly against his, and his large black hands holding her ass as she rode his enormous cock. It only took her a few minutes to moan out another powerful orgasm. Finally, they switched to doggy style. They were on the edge of the bed close to the camera which gave me a close-up view of the action. I could see his big black ass and legs and her delicate white ass below as his thick cock violated my wife’s vagina. His right hand gripped her hair and he was violently pulling her head, jerking it back in rhythm with his thrusts. With his left hand, he was slapping her ass, and I could make out red marks across her bottom from his violent smacks.

  As he pounded relentlessly, I could see their combined juices covering his cock. Jamal’s huge black balls, bulging with African seed, slapped against my wife’s legs. His pace began to quicken and I could tell that his climax was nearing.

  “Ahhh, God, yes,” Tara cried, so joyously that I almost thought she might be in pain. “Oh fuck, yes. Yes, yes, yes! I’m cummm-meeee-eeeee-nnnggg!”

  Jamal released her hair and grabbed both of her hips. He pounded furiously, violently. “Oh, shit! Oh, shit! You white slut! You fucking white bitch! Ahhhhh…” He penetrated her balls deep. As he did, I could distinctly see his huge testicles twitching, jerking as they pumped their precious seed inside my wife’s cunt. I reached my own climax, my little dab dribbling down my fingers.

  Jamal held her in place for a minute, then gave my wife a playful slap on her ass. When he pulled out, gobs of semen gushed out onto our marital bed and down my wife’s legs. Tara turned around at the camera. Her face showed total bliss and exhaustion. She didn’t even speak to me as she touched the screen and ended the call.

  MY WIFE’S FIRST

  BLACK LOVER

  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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  “You know how you’ve talked about watching me have sex with another guy?” My wife Jenny was lying next to me in bed. She’s a blond haired, blue-eyed beauty. Although she was twenty-eight and she’d had two children, she still had the same thin, perfect body that she’d had in college. We had just made love and she was gently stroking my chest. “I think I’m ready to do it. I’d like to try having sex with another man.”

  Although I usually need a day between erections to recharge, I felt my penis begin to move. I’d always fantasized about watching my wife having sex with another man, and for years I had encouraged her but she had always been a little hesitant. In recent months we had tried role playing that I was her secret lover and Jenny seemed especially excited, and she came especially hard. It was some of the best sex we’d ever had in our seven years of marriage. But I was surprised to hear her actually considering it.

  “I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have sex with somebody else.” Jenny watched my eyes, seeing how I reacted. “Are you sure you’d be okay with it?”

  “Okay with it? It would be a fantasy come true.”

  “There’s one other thing,” Jenny said. “Would it be okay with you if the guy is black?”

  “I don’t see why not.” Actually, I was very turned on by the idea. My penis had come back to life and I was eager to slip my five-incher back into my wife’s pussy. I started to kiss her and stroke her body. She got on top of me.

  As she rode me cowgirl, we discussed some ground rules. We agreed that it would be a guy that we would both agree upon. They would have sex at our house, at least at first. And finally, we agreed that she would use condoms with her lover. After we both climaxed, we both cuddled as we drifted off to sleep.

  Although I’d assumed that we would soon begin searching for a lover for Jenny, it turned out that she already had somebody in mind. It was a guy named LaDerek. He was a little bit younger than us and he worked at the local hardware store. He was tall and muscular with dreadlocks and very dark skin. Thinking back, I remembered Jenny often asking him questions about gardening and landscaping. I now realized that the two of them must have been flirting. When I asked her about it, Jenny admitted that she had found him very attractive. A couple of times LaDerek had propositioned her but she pointed out that she was married. About a week after our discussion, Jenny went down to the store and struck up a conversation with LaDerek. When he again propositioned her, she surprised him by agreeing and inviting him to our house. She said he was a little wary until she explained that her husband was okay with it.

  That Friday night, we arranged for the kids to stay with their grandparents. I stayed at home while LaDerek and Jenny went out for a night of drinks and dancing. I stayed at home watching television, but I couldn’t help but think about my Jenny having sex with LaDerek. My cock was rock hard and it was a struggle not to masturbate.

  It was about 11:30 at night when they arrived home together. As they stepped through the doorway, Jenny was giggling and I could tell that she’d had a lot to drink. At 6’4, LaDerek was nearly a foot taller than Jenny. She tilted her head up as he leaned down to kiss her, his hands roaming over her blue jeans, caressing her perfect bubble butt and kissing her neck and lips. Jenny’s hands were moving across his t-shirt, over his bulging muscles, his broad shoulders, and down his back as she French kissed him feverishly. LaDerek then looked over at me. I was sitting in the recliner in front of the television. I waved to him, as if to tell him that I was okay with it, but he didn’t acknowledge my gesture. Jenny took him by the hand and led him up the stairs toward our bedroom.

  I waited a minute, then got up from the recliner and slowly made my way up the staircase. When I reached our bedroom, they were standing at the end of the bed. LaDerek’s shirt was off but he still had his jeans on. Jenny was wearing nothing but her lacy white bra and panties, and she was in the process of unhooking the bra. The bra dropped to the floor and she leaned up against her chest. They were kissing again as she nuzzled her soft body against his hard, powerful frame. Although his cock was caged in by his boxer shorts, I could tell from the size of the bulge that he was packing an enormous black weapon.

  Jenny laid down on the bed and I could see that the crotch of her white panties was drenched with desire. She was ovulating and she’s always wetter when she’s fertile, but I’d never seen her panties soaked this way. She lifted her hips as LaDerek pulled down her panties, revealing the blond peach fuzz that covered her cunt. He moved on top of her and they began to kiss wildly as her white hands caressed his large, virile back. He slowly moved down, sucking her breasts and kissing her stomach before finally licking her pussy. Jenny squirmed, moaning with pleasure as he stuck a long, black finger into her cunt while his tongue caressed her love button. Her face was flush. “Oh my God,” she groaned, her stomach hunching, contracting involuntarily as she orgasmed.

  LaDerek then removed his shorts, revealing what must have been a ten inch cock that was as thick as beer bottle. “Oh, my God!” Jenny gasped. “It’s amazing!” She tried her best to lick and suck it as she gently massaged his hefty nutsack.

  “Suck it,” LaDerek commanded.

  “I’m trying,” she said. “I want to take your cock into my mouth but it’s just too big. I can deep throat my husband but his penis is small and thin. But you’re hung like a horse!”

  She continued orally servicing him for a couple minutes, the
n said, “I want to feel you inside me.” Jenny reached into our bed stand and handed him a condom. LaDerek ripped open the foil and began to roll it down his member. He was clearly having difficulty getting it to fit.

  I knew what was wrong. It was a snug fit condom, designed for smaller guys like myself. Jenny and I had used condoms at the beginning of our marriage. I only went bareback a few times with Jenny, but she immediately got pregnant. After having two kids in two years, I agreed to get a vasectomy. And that was five years ago, so not only was the condom way too small for LaDerek’s mighty tool, the condom was also very old. When he finally managed to get it on, it was constricting the top of his cock and it only covered the top half of his tool.

  LaDerek mounted my wife. Jenny gazed longingly up at him, her delicate arms caressing his powerful body, as he placed the head of his thick weapon against Jenny’s wet entrance. It normally took me a handful of thrusts to fully penetrate Jenny’s tight cunt, but she was so wet and eager for LaDerek that he was able to thrust his manhood inside her with a single stroke. “Oh, God,” she screamed in astonishment, her voice quivering as his thick black cock reached deep inside of her, touching places I could never reach. “My God, it feels so amazing. I feel so full. I love your black cock!”

  As LaDerek muscular backside pounded his black cock forcefully into my wife’s white cunt, Jenny was shuddering and groaning. “Oh, God, I’m coming,” she squealed, over and over again. I think she must have announced nearly ten orgasms. The best that I’d ever been able to do was get her off once, usually by pleasing her orally, but my white mare was having multiple vaginal orgasms from her black stallion’s cock.

  At long last, I could see that LaDerek’s breathing was becoming more intense, and I suspected that his climax was approaching. I moved behind him so that I could see their genitals embracing up close. My wife’s white bubble butt was floating a few inches off the bed, her legs wrapped around his waist and her ankles locked together behind his back. I watched his huge black testicles slapping against her ass, and her body reacting rhythmically with each of his movements. But the most erotic part was the way his enormous black cock caused the insides of her pussy to pull out and then push back in with each thrust. Her cavity was barely large enough to contain the girth of his gigantic member.

  That’s when I noticed something strange. Although the rubber ring was still in place halfway up his cock, the rubber sheath was missing. Clearly the condom had broken.

  “Oooooh, yes, bitch,” LaDerek groaned deeply. “God, yes bitch, I’m cumming. I’m fuckin’ cumming!”

  “Cum inside me,” Jenny moaned ecstatically. “Do it, baby!”

  LaDerek made a few powerful, animal-like thrusts as he penetrated balls deep into my wife’s fertile white cunt. “I’m cumming, too,” Jenny moaned, her body instinctively reacting to receive her black lover’s sperm.

  My penis was rock hard as I watched LaDerek’s testicles jerking, convulsing as they pumped his African baby batter deep into my wife’s womb. After they rode out their mutual orgasm, LaDerek lowered himself down to his forearms, laying on top of my wife. They were kissing more slowly now as they basked in the after-sex glow.

  “That was amazing,” Jenny said with a huge smile on her face. “You can fuck me any time!” As she spoke, his thick black barrel was still fully erect inside her, keeping his sperm locked deep inside my wife’s womb as the last of his baby batter seeped out, soaking into her snug beaver. At that moment, I felt certain that she was being impregnated, that one of his millions of virile black sperm would find her waiting egg.

  When LaDerek finally withdrew his cock, Jenny looked down toward her crotch and saw that his cockhead was bare and coated in semen. She reached a finger down into her pussy and pulled up a glob of his sperm, then licked it off. Her face went pale. For the first time since they’d started having sex, she looked over at me. “I’m sorry, honey. The condom broke.”

  “Shit man, sorry ‘bout that,” LaDerek said to me. He got up out of bed and got dressed. Her turned to Jenny. “I’ll call you next week,” he said before heading out of the house.

  “I’m ovulating right now,” she said. “That was the worst possible time for that to happen. Are you mad?”

  “No, it’s okay,” I said. I quickly took off my clothes and got on top of her. “The whole thing was hot, but that was the hottest part.”

  Her pussy was awash with LaDerek’s semen and her own cunt cream, so I was able to slip in easily. Her cunt felt much looser than usual, but that wasn’t surprising after she was stretched out by her black lover. It only took me a few minutes to climax into her slick, well-used cunt.

  As we cuddled, we discussed what had happened. We agreed that it was incredibly hot and we would definitely do it again. We both enjoyed every part of it. We even discussed LaDerek shooting his sperm into her unprotected womb. I’d always known that Jenny would never get an abortion, and we agreed that if it turned out that she was pregnant, we would keep the baby and I would raise it as my own. And we decided that if she wasn’t pregnant, we would need to buy some new condoms. For LaDerek and his horse cock, we would need Magnum-sized rubbers!

  MY BLACK LIVE-IN LOVER

  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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  Last year, in order to help pay the bills, my husband and I decided to rent out a room in our home. We live in a college town so we didn’t think it would take long to find a renter. Sure enough, we quickly had a number of applicants.

  Danny, my husband, allowed me the pleasure of screening the potential roommates. When I met DeShawn, a college freshman at the local university, I knew I’d found my man. He was a tall, well-built, and handsome young black man. He mentioned that he worked out at the gym every day for hours and it showed. As we talked flirtatiously about his background, I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to have him in the sack. The boy was dripping with charisma, and that wasn’t the only thing dripping – my panties were getting soaked and I could feel my pussy walls beginning to open in anticipation.

  DeShawn moved in the next weekend. It was quite an experience having a virile young black man living in the room next to mine. Danny loved it, too, because I was randy all the time. Many times I saw DeShawn walking between his room and the shower wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. Sometimes I could see his erection pressing against the towel and I knew he was packing some major heat. He had two girlfriends at the university – both of them white – who didn’t know about each other. In addition, he had various other girls that he would see on the side. He never mentioned it to me, but I knew that he occasionally spent time with Cindy, a friend of mine who lived a few doors down, when her husband was at work. Cindy confessed to me that DeShawn was not only well-equipped but he knew how to use it. She’d thought that her husband was giving her orgasms, but only when DeShawn bedded her did she have her first real orgasm – and she had multiples!

  One night, in bed with Danny, I told him what I’d learned from Cindy. As my husband rubbed his thin, five-inch penis back and forth inside me, he claimed that DeShawn was a “bull” – a man born for breeding women – and that he could tell that I wanted to have sex with our sexy black boarder. I didn’t exactly admit it, but I certainly didn’t deny it as we fantasized about what it would be like when DeShawn had his way with me. The very thought of i
t had my cunt creaming like crazy, and we had some of the hottest sex of our married life. Danny asked if he could watch it happen. I told him that I couldn’t speak for DeShawn but I was okay with it.

  The next Friday night one of DeShawn’s girlfriends broke up with him just before they left for a date, so he suddenly didn’t have any plans for the night. I came down the stairs, wearing nothing but a white slip and a red silk robe, and suggested that the three of us hang out as a couple, have some beers and shots and play cards. DeShawn seemed to like the idea, and the bulge in his pants confirmed that he appreciated my outfit.

  Danny and DeShawn did shots of premium tequila. Then, while drinking beers, my husband informed DeShawn that our relationship wasn’t closed and he was fine with DeShawn having sex with me, as long as he could sit in the corner and watch. DeShawn just smiled, sipped his beer, and said he was down with that.

  A few minutes later, I walked up to DeShawn. “I’ve been waiting months for this,” I said. We began kissing passionately right there in the kitchen. I could feel his cock pressing against his jeans, eager to be released, as his black hands roamed across my body. He was an amazing kisser, and my cunt was soaked in anticipation.

  Danny suggested that we take it to the bedroom, so we did. DeShawn removed my white slip, and I unbuckled and pulled down his jeans and underpants. Cindy was right – his black cock was a monster. “Oh, my God,” I said, as I put it within my hands. It was as thick as my wrist and nearly a foot in length. Suddenly I worried whether I’d be able to fit all of that inside me. DeShawn pushed my head down toward his crotch. I did my best to suck on his cock. I couldn’t fit too much inside my mouth. Danny helpfully passed me a bottle of lubrication. DeShawn laid back on the bed as I coated my hands in lube, then pleasured his long, thick shaft with my hands as I sucked and swirled my tongue around his baseball-sized cockhead. “That’s right,” DeShawn said. “Just like that.” It was as much a handjob as a blowjob, but he seemed to enjoy it.