MY INSATIABLE WIFE: a sweet cuckold romance

by POLLY ANDREA BUSCH

  That was the only time that I ever saw Khalil. I tried calling and leaving him messages but he changed his phone number. He blocked my messenger account and never responded to my emails. After a couple weeks, I just gave. When I started feeling nauseated a few weeks after that and learned that I was pregnant, I really wanted to speak with him but I don’t know how to reach him.

  I’m trying to figure out what to do because I would never get an abortion. Brandon had always said that he’d love to see me have sex with a black guy. I’m thinking I should agree to do it and bring a black guy home, with Brandon there or not. Then when he hears that I’m pregnant, I’ll have an explanation. I’ll let you know what happens.

  WE SPICED THINGS UP

  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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  When I first met Alyssa, I thought that I’d hit the goldmine. Not only was she pretty, smart and fun, but she had a strong libido. We were making love nearly every day, sometimes more than once. When I married her, I thought that it would continue. Unfortunately, as the years went by, she seemed to be losing interest. From what I hear that’s pretty standard, and I knew it was something that we’d need to work on.

  So I figured I would try to introduce something new to our love life. I went to a nearby adult novelty store to try and spice things up. I purchased a penis extension that added two inches as well as girth to my penis. I’m a normal sized guy, five inches long, but I thought it would be fun to see how Alyssa reacted to feeling the larger manhood.

  The next time we made love, I told her that I had a surprise for her. I tiptoed to the bathroom, put the extension onto my fully erect penis, and I walked back to the bed.

  “Jackson!” she said with a laugh. “What is that?”

  “You’ll see.”

  I lubed up the outside of the penis extension with lube and began slipping it inside of her cunt. The moment it went it, her eyes popped open. “Oh, my!” She put her arms around my shoulders. “Oh God, that feels good!” I couldn’t feel anything with my cock covered in thick rubber, but I fucked her good for fifteen minutes before removing it. Then she had me lay down and gave me a hand job to climax.

  As we lay in bed after sex, snuggling under the covers, Alyssa told me how much she’d enjoyed it. “I really need sex with a cock at least that large,” she admitted. “Your penis is nice, too, but a large cock feels so much better. Thank you for getting that toy. I think we’ll be using it a lot!”

  Over the next few weeks, we had sex frequently again. It was almost like the old days. Her libido was back. I asked her if I should get an even larger one. “You don’t have to,” she said. “The size is good enough. The only thing is that it feels rubbery. I like to feel your real skin inside of me.”

  When she said that, I realized that our little marital aid only got us half way to where we needed to be. She needed to feel a real, large cock inside of her. I asked her if she wanted to try having sex with another guy for real, somebody with a large cock. “I think it would be fun, if you were okay with it.”

  As it happened, I knew a good-looking guy who I thought might be a good prospect. I’d met him at a work event when he was dating a hot young receptionist in our office. She’d told one of her co-workers that Zion was great in bed and had a large cock that made her “come so hard.” They broke up when she learned that he was cheating on her. Although I’d never talked with Alyssa about black guys, I thought she might be into it.

  I had Zion’s business card and I gave him a call. We met at a bar and talked about it over drinks. I showed him some pictures of Alyssa and asked if he might be interested in having sex with her. He seemed a little skeptical at first but when I assured him that I was okay with him having sex with my wife, he came around to the idea. We set a date and time for him to stop by our house.

  Alyssa had no idea what was happening when Zion knocked on the door. I’d told her that we were going to have a romantic night together. She’d just had two glasses of wine on a fairly empty stomach, so she was pretty buzzed. When I opened the door and Zion walked in, she was surprised.

  “Honey, this is Zion,” I said. “He’s going to join us tonight.”

  Alyssa quickly cut up some cheese and set out some crackers and I poured him a glass of wine. Over conversation, it was clear that there was a mutual attraction between them. I suggested that we go to the bedroom. “That’s a great idea,” Alyssa said.

  When we reached our bedroom, I was standing behind my wife. I took her hands in mine and began kissing her neck. Zion stepped up, put his arms around her and began kissing her. She couldn’t resist with her hands held, but I doubt she wanted to. He soon slipped off her blouse, revealing her sexy black bra, while I removed her skirt.

  “I want to suck your cock,” Alyssa said, slipping her hands out of mine. I was shocked by her language as she seldom talks dirty in bed with me. She was ravenous, pulling down his zipper and removing his jeans and underwear. Out popped a semi-erect black cock, and Alyssa gasped. It had to be at least nine inches and it wasn’t even fully erect. “Oh my God,” she said, taking his manhood in her hands. “It’s amazing.”

  Alyssa looked back at me. I wasn’t sure if she was looking for agreement or approval to suck him off. “That thing is huge,” I said. “I want to see you suck his dick.”

  My wife got on her knees and began servicing him, alternating between pumping his shaft and sucking his head. Alyssa is an amazing cocksucker and I knew that her tongue was moving around in her mouth as she sucked his tool. Zion slowly moaned, his hands on his hips and leaning back. I admired his amazing black body, from his biceps to his well-defined abs. There was no fat on his body. I don’t know if they’re born that way or not, but I’d have to work at the gym forever to look like that.

  When Zion was fully erect, she smiled and looked up at him, still pumping the shaft with her hands. His cock hadn’t gotten any longer but it was so long and thick that I doubted Alyssa could take all of it. “Did you like that? I love your cock. I want to feel it inside of me.” She stood up and I pulled her panties down while Zion reached around and unhooked her bra.

  I quickly undressed while Alyssa lay down on the bed. My penis was fully engorged, and I stood next to the bed near her face. But she was totally focused on Zion. He slowly got on top of her, lined up his big black member with her tight, white pussy. For a moment he just stayed there holding his cock, barely moving it, the cockhead marinating in her pussy juices. “Don’t tease me,” she said. “I can’t take it. I need to feel you inside of me.”

  Zion slowly pushed the head inside of her, then a bit more, slowly inching his way inside. “Oh God,” Alyssa moaned, breathing heavily. He leaned forward and began kissing her, my wife’s cries of pleasure muffled by their kiss. He began thrusting in and out, slowly picking up speed. I could see that he was pushing fully inside of her, balls deep at the forward thrust, and almost completely withdrawing when pulling back. I heard Alyssa’s moan change tone, her back arching off the bed, and I knew that she was orgasming. He stopped kissing her, lifted himself up on his hands, and continued fucking her. “I’m cumming!” she announced, her body again receiving his pleasure. She seemed almost in pain, her face contorted, out of breath.

  It was then that she noticed me standing there. “It feel so good,” she said, reaching over a hand to take my shaft. I thought
she was going to blow me but she just held my penis while staring into the eyes of her black lover. Then she released me and wrapped her arms and legs around Zion, and they began kissing wildly.

  The two of them fucked in doggy style and my wife came yet again. But when she was riding him on top, scrunching her groin against his, riding up and down on his cock, that’s when Zion reached his limit. “I’m gonna come. Gonna come!” Alyssa pumped her hips faster, as if trying to milk his black cock of its seed. “Aargh!” he screamed, holding my wife’s ass as he unloaded his sperm deep inside of my wife. She leaned down and the two of them kissed wildly, then she rolled off of him and they lay together side by side.

  “Sorry, honey,” she said, holding Zion’s hand. “I didn’t mean to neglect you.”

  “No, it was great,” I said. “But I’d like to take a turn.”

  “How about later?” she said, her hand pumping her black lover’s semi-erect, come covered cock. “If it’s okay with you, I’d like to spend some time alone with Zion.”

  I put back on my clothes and went to the living room. I could hear their moans through the wall. Eventually it was late and I decided to sleep in the guest room. Zion stayed the night, which surprised me, and twice I was woken up by the sounds of my wife moaning in pleasure in the other room. In the morning I heard the two of them fucking in the shower. Finally, sexually exhausted, Alyssa walked him to the door wearing just a robe.

  Zion only stayed the night that one night. Since then, he stops by our house about three times a week. They have sex in our bed and then he leaves. I’m now making love to my bride about three times a week as well, instead of once every week or ten days as we had been. At first Alyssa was reluctant to have sloppy seconds with me, but I was persistent and she allowed me to do it. Now she tells me that she enjoys making love to us back-to-back. I’m so happy that my wife got her libido back, and I have a thick, rubbery penis extension to thank for it – and, of course, her black lover Zion!

  ISABELLA’S STORY

  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 Ryan, a 29 year old white male and my wife Isabella is a 27 years old of Mexican background. We've been married 4 years but together for 6. I met her shortly right at the end of college. I'll be honest, growing up I've always been a very mild, kind of insecure guy and as I got older and got more into porn and discovering the internet I always had been intrigued by the cuckold/hotwife lifestyle. Even before I met my wife I was into it, but it started off as a harmless and non-serious fetish. I never thought in a million years it would happen to me however, but it did earlier this year. One of my best friends from high school ended up spending a weekend with my wife and having sex with her.

  My wife and I have always been open and shared each other's sexual fetishes no matter how serious or harmless they were, and she did know about my slight fetish on the cuckold lifestyle but she knew I wasn't ever really serious about it.

  I've had a very close friend from high school, Jake, who to this day I still consider my best friend. Growing up through high school and after we always stayed in touch. He is that kind of friend that you can talk about and share anything, all secrets and stuff like that. I never really told him about the fetish I had but we always talked about our sex lives, even before I met my wife and afterwards. He was in the military for many years but recently converted to civilian life.

  To make a long story short, a few nights stringed together we were chatting online about women in general, and he showed me a picture of a girl who he dated in the past, and she had some features that kind of resembled my wife. My wife is honestly gorgeous, 5'3 and 110 lbs, petite frame, brunette with brown eyes, full C cups and a round ass, she's Mexican, though born and raised in America. I kind of commented that she looked like my wife, and that little harmless comment kind of started everything.

  Jake told me something along the lines of "I'm not going to lie, but your wife is super hot and I'm extremely attracted to her." Anyways, when he said that, I definitely got very aroused. I started asking what he liked about her, and first the conversation started off as innocent but slowly got more intimate and graphic until eventually he started straight up telling me what he would to do her. Although I still kept it kind of innocent by saying hypothetical things, such as, “What would you do with her if I wasn't with her or never met her?”

  A few more weeks passed, I started asking more hypothetical questions saying if I was completed okay with it, would he sleep with her, etc. At first, he was really kind of taken back by it, and to be honest, I was going through an internal conflict myself whether I really wanted to take things this far or not with my friend, but I've always trusted him and have always been comfortable enough around him to talk about anything. Eventually after a few weeks of build up, I let the cat out of the bag telling him about my fetish. And I basically told him that I would love him to take my wife.

  Jake has that alpha male presence. He was military so maintains great shape, he’s taller than me, he’s muscular to an extent, and things like that. Has absolutely no problem getting women and my wife has commented many times, in harmless ways, that he’s good looking. I'm very open with him but even more open with my wife. On nights where we had sex and just talked, slowly but surely, I would tell her about the conversations I had with my friend. Long story short, I kind of told her what I told him, and eventually let the cat out of the bag that I would be okay with her sleeping with him.

  At first, Isabella was kind of taken back and unsure. She thought it would complicate things, and I kind of worried about that, too. But I've been friends with him for a very long time and trust him, I figured due to the fact that he also doesn't live where we do and only visited certain times during the year it could make things easier to experiment with. After much deliberation with myself, I eventually told my wife that I would be okay with her sleeping with him, and that if everything lined up properly, I would want her to sleep with him. My wife is cautious like me, but eventually got turned on to the idea too. We both agreed that we would only experiment around with my friend and that we wouldn't involve or tell anyone else. My wife is excellent at keeping secrets and always includes me in everything, I absolutely trust her 100% and she can always handle herself and her decisions.

  To make a long story short, I orchestrated for them to spend a weekend together when Jake was in town. This has been many months of build up and prodding at the idea, and sometimes I even got cold feet and thought about backing down from it, but when he came in town to visit just this last summer, he did hook up with my wife, and fucked her over the weekend. I had to work during his stay for a week, and I worked second shift at the time last summer. And I knew I wasn't ready to get involved myself or watch or anything like that, but he basically stayed with family and while I was work, he came over to our house to hang out with us and stuff.

  I worked weekends at the time, and Isabella was off weekends, during that weekend he came over to our house while I was working and that’s when it happened. He took her in our guest bedroom multiple times since he didn't want to in our own bed nor did she. My wife isn’t on birth control, as we use condoms, and Jake took her all times without a condom, which was another big turn on for me. My wife of course, has never cheated on me or went behind my back. This was all done with consent and preplanned and thought out. While I
was at work they would spend the day together Saturday and Sunday before I came home, and then he would leave shortly before I came home, which I was fine with, being this was our first time it was a little awkward and would be weird seeing him. I did not get to watch but she told me every last detail which I loved. She gave him oral, even one session where she gave him a blowjob until he came in her mouth and she swallowed his cum. He also performed oral on her. They had sex a total of 4 times, two times each night he was over, Saturday and Sunday. She rode him until he came inside her a few times, as well as fucked her from behind, and missionary, each time ending with a cream pie.

  Jake came inside my wife each time they had sex. She told me that he was pretty hung, and considerably longer and thicker than me. I'm just a little over five inches and she told me he was just right barely at eight inches, which is huge in my opinion. I always had the notion that my friend was pretty hung based on stories that he told me, but I never flat out asked him nor did he disclose his actual length. Isabella said he was quite bigger than me and she loved it. She said it was some of the best sex she’d ever had.

  Since it happened, I've been doing great, and our friendship took no negative hits or anything like that. After the initial shock of finding out, I was stung with jealousy and hurt, but I think it was the initial phase, I eventually went on to get extremely aroused by it, and ultimately, I'm very glad it happened. I have no regrets. It’s very hot to know my wife has taken my best friend's big cock multiple times. I know he satisfied her tremendously and that makes me very happy. My wife and I still have sex all the time, our sex life is great. My friend and I still talk and keep in touch. Although we don't really go into tremendous detail about what happened, he did tell me a few times that he missed my wife and wanted her again when he visited, which really turns me on.

  He's going to be visiting again in January, and I of course want him to take her again, eventually I want to build the courage to maybe even watch but I am not sure if that is a good idea or not. At this stage, I'm not sure if my wife and I will ever really divulge deep into this fetish or not, as of right now we both only feel remotely comfortable with my best friend doing it with her and absolutely no one else, and I'm not sure how long that will last either.