3sm Story

A FOOLED HUSBAND

One of my friends says I’m the biggest fool there is, because I let my wife treat me the way she does. I don’t agree with him. Just because she’s a little strong headed and likes to have her way is no reason to say she’s making a fool of me. My friend says that because Jessica [not her real name], my wife, is heavily involved in improving racial harmony. You see, she’s a member of a group, which I’ve overheard her refer to as the “Cause”. She says it’s a group that is relatively secret, such that she can’t even tell me all about it. And I, in turn, can’t even tell my friend as much as I’m telling you readers of my story. Anyway, she often brings different black men at our home to discuss the organization’s business. Of course, I’m excluded from these discussions since I’m not a member. Her visitors often come at night and are in our home well into the wee hours of the morning. Since she’s been so busy with the group, she’s asked me to do more of the household chores. In fact, when she invites her club members over, it’s me that routinely does all the cleaning up and cooking of snacks or dinner for them. After, I’ve washed the dishes and served after dinners drinks or coffee, she’ll often ask me to go to bed, so that she and the man, or men, on some occasions, can have privacy while they discuss Club business. Of course I do as she desires, since it would be impertinent to interfere with her plans. As a further means of privacy and security, she’s also had me move out of the master bedroom to a room in the basement, she’d converted to a bedroom. It also had a small toilet too. This was ideal, since she put a lock on the door that locked from the outside once I enter. Her reason, security for the Cause’s work. Not wanting to displease the woman I loved so dearly, I go along with her program and patiently waited until she decides to tell me more, which she promised to do at a later time. She generally escorts me to my basement bedroom and kisses me goodnight before securing the lock and returning to her guests. This has been going on over a year. She’s so involved in this club that our sex life has also changed dramatically. I’ve only had normal intercourse with her four times in the last eight months. And each time, she had me give her head until she got off first and then would hurry me up to get off, which didn’t take long anyway, since I’m good for about four minutes on a good day. Most of the time now, I have to plead with her just to suck her luscious cunt a few minutes before she’s off somewhere on Cause business. She routinely encourages me to jack off when I tell her I need sex. She always reminds me of my wedding vows and of being faithful to her, just in case I think of seeking out another woman. THE DINNER PARTY Jessica called me at work all excited about a dinner party for some special Cause members from out of town. They were in town for the night and she wanted me to rush home and prepare a full steak dinner for her and them. I complained and resisted, but she was so sweetly persuasive, that I gave in. I spent a good deal of money, which I couldn’t afford, on things my wife wanted for the dinner. When I got home, even though she doesn’t work, she wasn’t there. However, there was a note and a box. The note from her was that dinner was to be ready at seven sharp and that I was to wear what was in the box when I served dinner. I opened the box and was shocked to find an old fashioned lacy white pinafore trimmed in fine scalloped pink lace. I was livid. However, I calmed down and prepared dinner, reasoning that there was a mix-up in the box contents. About six-thirty, I was putting the finishing touches on deserts when her mom dropped by. I explained what was happening. “Why aren’t you wearing the serving apron I got for you? I picked it out myself.” She said tersely. To which I replied that I thought it was a mistake since I had no intentions of wearing it. My mother-in-law’s mood changed quickly as she opened the box and ordered me to put it on. The stern look on her face told me she meant business. “If you intend to embarrass my daughter by not doing as she asked, I’m going to go out to my car and bring in my persuader. Remember my persuader?” How could I forget those nine braided leather thongs with knotted tips. Meekly, I put on the pinafore. My wife arrived later and showed me the low cut short skimpy dress she had bought to wear. I couldn’t believe she was going to wear such a revealing item. She assured me she was. To my surprise she also told me something else slightly shocking. “Honey, our guest are high ranking executives in the Cause. They won’t say anything about the organization, in front of you, but we’ll be under their inspection tonight to see if we, as a couple, exhibit any racial discrimination tendencies or an attitude of being better than blacks. What I’m saying dear is that I want you to be as subservient as possible, and be unconcerned if they want to be overly friendly to me. In fact, I want you to welcome them, tell them you’re their servant for the evening, and tell them you fully support me and that you expect me to be totally at their disposal for the evening.” THE NEXT DAY “Dear you outdid yourself last night. The fellows raved about your cooking.” Spoke my wife gleefully as I came in from work. It had been a trying day at work. I was angry at her because her three out of town guests kept her out all night. She was not home when I left for work this morning. There was a note on my unlocked bedroom door not to worry and that she’d be home when she got home. She had business to discuss with them in their motel rooms. To make matters worse the three handsome black men, our dinner guests, took all sorts of liberties with my wife and almost totally ignored me, even though they knew I was her husband. Of course, between me wearing that lacy pinafore and her pronouncement that they didn’t “have to count me” didn’t help matters either. She sat at the head of the table and ordered me around slavishly. The next day, I confronted her about her brazenness at dinner last night as well as let her know of my suspicions. “Yes dear, I sleep with them, and I routinely have sex with many black men. I do so to gain their trust and to let them know that I’m serious about improving racial harmony. Secondly, to first let them see what it’s like to fuck white pussy. The cause sees interracial sex relations as a key ingredient to improved race relations.” As she went on to explain why she was doing what she was, I could understand her need for secrecy. She seemed to be so happy to have gained the trust of over 250 black men since joining the club about a year ago. “Now dear, those men go out and tell others about our cause as well as help in club activities and fund raisers.” I asked whether the original men she sexed brought other men to her and did any of the original studs come back for seconds from her. “Yes to both questions honey.” She replied bubbly. “In addition to some new members periodically wanting seconds, thirds and sometimes fourths, there are nine of my original fellows that just seem to need me every week.” `N-nine … a-a week? … plus n-new members?’ I stammered in shock. “Yes dear. Isn’t it something that they think that much of me to want me to help relieve their tensions over and over again, as well as to deepen the trust between the races?” I then asked her about my tensions and suffering while she was taking care of black strangers. “Honey, I understand your feelings and how you might perceive you’ve been slighted. However, I also know you’re not the selfish type and that you too care about the greater needs of society.” I quickly questioned my wife how I could perceive her actions as anything other than being mistreated or slighted. “Now honey, c’mon over here and lets look at one of the videos that I made of some of my trust building sessions.” She responded in a sweet tone as she put her arms around me and led me to the couch. As she ran the video, she indicated someone might think theses were just X rated videotapes because of all the sexual activity, but she assured me there were a lot of trust being built up as well as increasing communications between the races. After about two minutes, I let her know I had to agree with the X-rated assumption. “Now look dear, the point I wanted to make to you was that black men’s tension and sexual needs are significantly greater than yours and therefore, since I had to place a priority on the greatest need, you didn’t come first. I don’t mean to hurt your feeling, but I hope you understand dear. See how much bigger and swollen those black dicks are compared to yours?” I was in awe of the many horse size cocks in the video, as I sat quietly listening to my wife’s explanation. “And see dear, how great their loads are? Just imagine if you had that much jism in your balls churning and pent-up looking for release.” My wife went on with her rationale why my needs for her were justifiably subordinate and a lower priority than the different black men she was sexing. Even though I was upset at having to stay at home and beat my meat, while strange black men were enjoying my wife, I had to admit she came up with some strong arguments for her case. I meekly told her I understood. “Thank you for your confidence honey. I often thought of you locked in your room pulling your little peter while I was out getting laid all the time. But I had to do that sweetie. I couldn’t stand to have you cheating on me or interfering with my plans. I didn’t have the time to properly explain things to you, and you know how silly and obstinate you can be at times, if things aren’t explained to you in the right way.” I hung my head and nodded in agreement. We both knew there were several instances in the past where I’d said stupid or dumb things that she later made me apologize for on my hands and knees. I didn’t even want to think of the other times she and her mother demanded I accept a whipping across my bare ass, from them, for my stupidity. Every time I do, I think of the days I ached and couldn’t sit down after they finished with punishing me. “Dear, for every good cause, sacrifices must be made. You having to jerk off was one such sacrifice. You may have some small justification for feeling left out, but in the bigger picture, you should be proud of your part and that it’s all for a good cause.” Jessica and I kissed and made up. I forgave her for not involving or telling me about her racial harmony `”Cause” activities’. “Honey, now that you know everything about the cause, I’d like you to join?” Puzzled, I asked how I could be of assistance. What she wanted me of me made me go blank. I couldn’t believe my ears. “Dear, you already love sucking my pussy, I think you’d like it even more after these real men flavored it. And honey, it would demonstrate that we are united, as woman and husband in the Cause.” Readers, I naturally had to give her proposition some thought. She left a lot of Polaroids and videos out that were taken of her and a multitude of black studs she’d sexed. I couldn’t help but get horny from looking at all those big long black dicks disappearing between her legs and leaving her beautiful hairy snatch awash in their spent milky white sticky goo. The more I watched them, the more I discovered I liked seeing her manhandled and fucked by powerful black men. I also found myself in constant awe of her wet messy gloppy pussy, oozing abundant fuck juices, after each stud pulled his big tool from her well stretched gash. The more I watched, the more my curiosity built up of what it would be like to eat out her fuck goo filled snatch. When I commented and complimented her on being able to take those big long cocks, she told me “One of the first black dudes asked me if I’d ever had a cock in me over four inches long before, and I had to admit I hadn’t until I took his eight incher.” She said it in a way that we both laughed at what was said. However, I knew I was no match for the black studs I saw her with. I then asked her about those men that still come to see her on a regular basis. “Would you like to meet them dear? I think it’d be a great idea. ” `Jessica honey … I-I don’t know if I’m ready just yet … W-what I’m worried about is whether you’ll still n-need or w-want me? … You know with all the heavy duty sex you’re getting from them … Y-you really have no need for …’. “For you? Of course I do darling. You’re my husband. I love you … and I love the way you show me devotion and love, not to mention the great way you suck my pussy. No darling, push those silly thoughts out of your mind. You belong to me and I’m not going to leave you just because I’m sexing a lot of black studs.” Her words made me feel so much better. We embraced and kissed passionately. I don’t know why, but at that moment, I couldn’t help but think of all those black pricks I remembered her sucking on in the videos. She also promised me more head time in her pussy too. However, she did insist on me having a cook out for her regulars, since she intended having them come by the house more often now that I knew of her activities. I cringed at her words, but I meekly gave my support to the woman I loved. THE COOKOUT The cookout was a success. Even though I felt intimidated by the nine black men who came. I remember several of them from the videos. My mom-in-law bought me another even more lacy and feminine pinafore for the occasion. It was not only lacy, but flowery. My wife insisted as well that I wear it for the cookout. All the men squeezed my softer hands so hard. Besides being taller, it was obvious they were much stronger too. In a strange way, they didn’t seem to count me that much except when they had me scurrying to get a drink or more of something for them. They all, with my wife’s obvious permission, kissed, groped and fondled her lewdly at will. She did the same in return. I didn’t expect it to, and I don’t know why, but it was apparent that the cookout was going to turn into an orgy gang bang for my wife. When I tried to stop my wife from taking off the one piece wrap around she wore, a strong black hand picked me up and pulled me out of the way. After that, I saw about four men surround her while I was hauled to another part of the house with a hand around my mouth. The next thing I knew I was on my knees with a rigid black erection pointed straight at my mouth. It’s owner made me look up at him and slapped my face lightly but firmly. He then warned me that if I didn’t do as he wanted, he would hit harder, much harder. I did as he told me. I opened wide to receive his swollen bloated cockhead. I was too terrified to be disgusted at what I was being made to do. After a second or two of having his big cock in my mouth, I settled now as I realized that it wasn’t all that bad, especially the feel of my tongue tip in his large pee slit. After several minutes of having him pushing and pulling his giant dick in and out of my stretched mouth as well as me suckling it from time to time, he warned me of his impending come and warned me to swallow it all. I was terrified and yet strangely aroused at the thought of having to swallow this black man’s cum. He flooded my mouth. I was able to swallow just about all of it except for a trickle from the corner of my mouth. He had me milk him for a while afterward before pulling it from my lips. I was surprised at the creamy rich taste of the man’s hot jism. “I don’t think you and I gonna have any trouble getting along. Do you?” The man said as he looked down on me. I was still on my knees, as he pulled up his pants and fastened his belt. `N-no sir!’ I blurted out not knowing what else to say. I was still slightly shaken after having had such a monstrous black cock shoved down my throat. “That’s good, cause you and me gonna talk like this some more. It’s good to see you helping your wife out.” he said as he walked out of the small bathroom. I stayed their in a dumbfounded state for a while. Finally, I reached out for some tissue to wipe the black man’s trail of semen from the corner of my mouth, and later the large drop of his cum that’d splattered on the floor. However, just as I’d finished cleaning up the jism, I looked up to see another black stud coming toward me with another giant stalk of black manhood jutting out at the ready. It was so firm and rigid. He stopped in front of me as I looked up at him bewildered and him down at me as if to say I should know what he wanted of me. His cock was covered with a slimy film. “I just got off in your bitch’s pussy, but I need some more action. I just heard you suck dick pretty good, so c’mon, gimme some mouth action and clean yo wife’s pussy scum off my dick too.” I was more intimidated by the rough roar of the man’s voice than I was by anything else he did. However, before I could get the taste of one dick out of my mouth another had been shoved in. This second time I felt more relaxed with this second big black prick between my lips. I recognized the smell and taste of my wife’s cunt on his member. He made me do most of the work, that is, the sucking and lapping, while he held the back of my head and directed me where to use my tongue. He had me lick the base of his very dark penis as well as lap his hairy balls. I was surprised at their silkiness on my tongue as well as their sizes. As I worked around his magnificent genitals with my tongue and lips, I felt a certain respect for all that was before me and a strange desire to pay homage. The strong masculine smell from his genitals combined with pussy funk seem to pervade my senses most pleasantly, as I worked on him until he too flooded my mouth with another very heated creamy load. I didn’t miss a drop this time. Before the group left, every man ended up fucking my face. I found myself in no position to resist them as they lined up to fill my mouth with their hard meat and hot sticky jism. When I finally got off my knees and cleaned up somewhat, my wife was waiting on me with another cleaning job - her steamy gloppy sloppy cunt. AFTER THE REGULARS DEPARTED “Honey, you really ate me out good. You like my fur pie when it’s real creamy huh?” ‘I-I don’t know dear, I-I just had t-to be near you after what y-your r-regular men forced me to do. I-I wouldn’t have ordinarily done that, t-that is, with all their stuff in you, b-but I-I just had to touch you dear.’ I replied to my wife as we both laid on the floor. We both reeked of semen. Her regulars, our guests, had gone, after eating all the food and drinking all the booze. However, as best she and I could remember, they left some 21 loads of cum in and between us two. “Darling, they thought you cooked their big tube steaks just right. They told me that you really seem to like all the gravy they gave you.” She giggled as she spoke. I just blushed. I didn’t know what to say. It was awkward for me to talk to my wife about having sucked cocks, many of which had come straight to my lips with fuck slime from her gang banged snatch. “They shoot a lot of that hot stuff don’t they?” I quickly acknowledged that she was correct and added how powerful their heated jism gushed in my mouth. “You enjoyed the taste of black dick meat and cum didn’t you darling?” She asked me as she held my head and looked deep in my eyes. I stammered and stumbled as I tried to evade answering her directly, but she had her answer. “I understand how you feel honey, but you don’t have to be ashamed of admitting to me you like sucking their big black dicks. I love sucking them too. I’ll still love you. In fact, I even think more of you now.” ‘Y-you do?’ I said in a tone of surprise. “Of course. Plus, now you can join me in my crusade and become a club member, now that everything is in the open.” She spoke with a sigh of relief and added it was like a weigh off her shoulders now that I knew everything and had met and got along so well with some of her dearest club friends. ‘Y-you think y-your regulars are going to w-want me to do t-that f-for …’ I tried to ask before she cut me off. “Of course honey. I told everyone of them that it was okay to call you if I was tied up and they needed a quickie … or if they just wanted to see you period. I won’t say who, but a couple of the guys want to get with you on a regular basis. I think they get a kick out of having a white husband sucking their dicks, especially since they’re sexing me too.” Before going to bed and leaving me to clean up things, she told me sweetly how good it was to have me helping her out with her club regulars and how that would free up more time for new members. A WEEK LATER Since the cook out, I’ve found myself more understanding of my wife and her cause. After all, where else could she get such good sexing as well as aiding such a good social cause. Even though she had good reason not to permit me more prick time in her, she at least kept her promise and finds much more time to let me bury my face in her jism saturated snatch. She only offers herself to me now after she’s been used and filled with black men’s lusty outpourings. I’ve resigned myself to this being the best I can expect from her now in the way of sex. I made some mock objections the first time, since the cook out that is, when she pushed her thoroughly fucked, gamy pussy in my face. However, she knew it was just a face savings gesture and ignored me as she pulled me to her hairy crotch and wrapped her legs around my head. I greedily consumed the cunt full of thick fuck slime she’d brought me from her encounter with a couple of black studs. I’d never seen a pussy plug before, but that’s what she used to keep it in her cunt for me. I’ve grown accustomed to the taste of her slimy snatch now and offer no resistance at all anymore. She loves me sucking the men’s jism out of her. I really adore the joyous smile she has on her face when I get her off in the process. I think she gets a thrill from asking me if I swallowed all the love juices from her, because she does it all the time. And when I acknowledge that I have, she pats me on the head and tells me how proud she is of me for “eating it all”. However, I must admit I do feel different about her now. I see her in a different light. It’s like she’s so much more sophisticated than me. I feel awed and even privileged each time I lower my head between her big fleshy white thighs. After all, she’s satisfied over 250 big black dicks with her luscious cunt. I feel a great sense of pride in just being her husband. Also when I’m mouthing her, I can’t help envisioning many of the video scenes where she’s getting fucked and filled with huge loads of hot gooey cum. Instead of being turned off by them, I find it adds to what I’m doing. True to my wife’s predilection, a few days after the cook out, two of her regulars called. They wanted to bring over some videos for me to watch. The idea of their visit was for me and them to get to know each other better. I didn’t want to be alone with them, since my wife wouldn’t be home that night. She had a meeting scheduled with three black truck drivers at a motel. She urged me to meet her two regulars, but left it up to me. However she told me to call them back and give them my answer. I was very nervous as I dialed the black man who’d called. I had every intention of telling him that they couldn’t come over, however the sound of his heavy masculine voice and his persuasive manner intimidated and dazzled me even over the phone. Before I realized it, I’d not only been tricked into agreeing for them to come over, but was to cook some popcorn also. If it was any consolation, Louis, the man I talked to, seemed to understand my apprehension and put me at ease by promising they wouldn’t force themselves on me as they had at the cook out. In fact he was apologetic for his action, but yet implied it seemed the right thing to do. As I prepared for their arrival, I kept asking myself how could I have caved into him so easily. After pondering the matter a long while, I stopped being so hard on myself. I came to the conclusion that it was probably difficult for someone like myself to tell a strong black man no, especially after having sucked his dick. LATER THAT NIGHT (Recount of visit by Louis & Theo) The visit by two of my wife’s regular studs had been far more enjoyable than I thought it would. I was preparing for bed as I thought back over the evening. They left me the video they brought over. I didn’t get to see all of it, since I was busy doing things for them - namely, sucking their raging hard dicks. The evening started out with them showing the video of my wife in a series of sexual encounters with single, and groups of men. We all dranked as we watched my wife take cock after cock in her mouth, cunt, and ass. The two regulars, Louis and Theo, were laughing and making earthy compliments about her. It was odd, I ordinarily would’ve been offended if someone had called my wife a “slut”, “pig” or “whore”, but around those two, I felt a sense of husbandly pride at my wife being so experienced at being fucked by so many different black men with such huge pricks. In fact, both Louis and Theo complimented me for that same thing several times throughout the evening. I blushed as I thanked them. After about an hour of drinking and watching the video, my cock was hard and throbbing. However, the much larger cocks of my guests were quite visible and very noticeable as obscene big bulges in their pants. Theo’s eyes met mine eyes as I glanced over at his crotch. I quickly returned them to the TV screen. It was then he suddenly stood up and took his trousers off. The effect of his giant cock being freed and exposed to air seem to cause it to grow even bigger and more taunt, especially the bloated blood gorged cockhead. I was totally flabbergasted, speechless, and paralyzed. All at the same time. He walked over in front of me. “Is this a better view?” He asked me as I gazed at his jutting rigid black truncheon, which was at the level of my face. I involuntary opened my mouth to say something, I’m not sure what, but that’s when he just used his big hand to pull my head to his swollen dick. In a split second, before I realized what’d happened, my mouth was full of smooth heated hard black dick meat. Caught off guard, but yet strangely delighted at my plight, I made no resistance to reject the invader. “That’s it, take it! Yo bitch caused this … After all, you’re her husband.” He moaned as he began to work it in a familiar manner in and out of my lips. As he pulled me from the chair to my knees, with his dick firmly between my lips, I grasped around his waist for support and held onto his tight muscular ass cheeks. Familiar with what was needed in the situation, I accommodated Theo without objection. Besides, the taste and feel of his hard meat was rather nice. As I suckled his big tool, I couldn’t fault his logic about it being justified for me doing this for him. As I swallowed his abundant hot ejaculate, I felt an odd sense of achievement for not missing a drop of his hot creamy cum. After Theo pulled himself from my lips, I took a sip from my drink, really not knowing what to do or what was expected of me. Louis sort of saved me further anxiety by beckoning me over between his legs to his rigid rod that was sticking out so magnificently. Obediently, I crawled over and had my mouth filled and stuffed, once more, with stiff black meat. The rest of the evening for me, about three hours, was basically spent on my knees with one or the other of the men’s ever hard dicks between my lips. At one point, they laid back on opposite ends of the couch in such a way that I could get at both their huge, still hard cocks. I had a cock in each hand and was able to easily administer to both of their monstrous rods in an easy and equitable fashion. While I was busy mouthing them, they were still enjoying the long playing video. The two left me with six heavy loads of jism in my tummy and thanked me for letting them “soak” their cocks in my mouth. I didn’t know what else to say but `You’re welcomed’. As I laid in bed, I had to admit, if nothing else, that this whole experience has given me greater insight into why my wife revels in the Cause and sexing black men. I too couldn’t help but be awed by their sexual prowess, and their adorable dicks, especially after two bouts of first hand demonstrations. As I drifted to sleep I pondered not only what I was going to tell my wife, but how I was going to do it. You see, I still felt uneasy and ashamed about admitting I enjoyed sucking big black cocks. EARLY THE NEXT MORNING The day was Saturday. For some reason, I woke up early. It was 5 A.M. Moments later, I heard my wife enter the house. After greeting each other, she quickly undressed and smothered my upturned face with her slimy slick mucky gash. I gave her a good sucking and was so delighted to hear her moans of joy as I extracted gooey fuck juices from her well used musky smelling snatch. She sure tasted good. As she scrubbed my face with her wet slimy cunt, she thoroughly praised her three black lovers for the “good fucking” they gave her. Her words to me however were “Suck you Fool! Suck that good fuck up! Make me feel like a woman at last!” As she settled down from the orgasm my mouth gave her, I was waiting for the right moment to ask her permission to let me put my aching throbbing cock in. I assumed she surely could spare me a few minutes after having given herself to three strange black men all night. I nervously asked her. Even I realized I sounded pathetic. “Honey, You look so sweet every time you ask me that. No, you can’t put it in just yet. I want you to keep asking though, and when I’m ready, I’ll let you do it then.” She replied smiling, as she kissed me on my forehead. She then snuggled up to me and spoke softly, as she further explained why she denied me, but not any black man with a hard dick. After listening to her for a few moments, I was very dejected, but hopeful of some future time of again being able to exercise my normal conjugal rights as her husband. However, I continued to listen to her rationale intently as I held my aching throbbing prick. “So you see honey, besides them being better at sexing me than you ever did or could, I also feel it’s important for the Cause, for you to continue making a sacrifice for a while.” I asked her when she might permit me to put it in and end my “sacrifice”. “In time honey, in time … But it’s important for you to remain faithful, loving and devoted to me. The men really respect you for that, as I do. When I tell them my husband’s home masturbating, while I’m out giving it to them, they have nothing but respect for you honey. She concluded. `Y-you tell them I-I …’ “Jack off? Of course darling, it not only seems to help them enjoy me more, but it lets them know we value improved race relations and have adjusted our marital priorities accordingly.” She replied cutting me off. To my chagrin, she further went on to let me know she told them how “sweetly” I’ve picked up all the household chores so that she can devote more time to the Cause. Her admissions floored me. I didn’t think things could get worse until she added she also told the men I sucked her used loaded cunt. “Dear, don’t look so shocked, a great deal of the black men are accustomed to white husbands doing this for their wives. I’ve found black men are totally understanding and don’t look upon it as odd or strange that you’d suck up and eat their spent jism. You’re doing the same thing as other normal well adjusted husbands are, whose wives are in the cause of improving interracial sexual relations. And dear, I hope one day we can go and meet black men together, so you can suck their stuff out of me in their presence.” Even though I’d started out with one objective in mind, I couldn’t resist the opportunity of asking if black men thought we husbands were gay because of things like sucking out a cunt full, or sucking their dicks. “Oh definitely not gay darling, even though they see it as normal for you to suck their dicks and the cunts they’ve fucked. Just think honey, if you were gay, would you like sucking pussy?” Her simply response was so simple and yet so illuminating. It was like a wave of relief to me. I guess it showed. She quizzed me. In her skillful manipulative way, she got me to talk more about how I felt at being face fucked at the cook out, and to recount my experience of last night with two of her regulars. “Dear, I think you so much for sharing these things with me. It’s so important we keep open channels of communications. To get back to your concern of being considered gay, sure, the darlings are going to occasionally call you a faggot, a fairy, a pansy or something similar. You should not be alarmed or ashamed of being called those things, especially, when they’re creaming in your mouth. It adds to the pleasure of their come to say those things. Anyway, honey, they’re men, real men, who need blunt catchy terms to express themselves. The problem is that society and the language uses a few words to communicate so many different thoughts and meanings. Hence, your confusion that black men might think you gay.” I really felt so much relieved at her explanation. She assured me that black men knew the difference between an understanding loving husband who’s a good cock sucker, than someone who’s gay. “Darling, they see you as paying homage and respect to them being the better men, than anything else. And as I’ve told you, I hold you in high esteem for giving them such respect and proving to them, in a most intimate way, you support me, and the cause, by swallowing their hot cum.” She kissed me. As we parted our lips, I thanked her for her praise, love and companionship, especially since I now better knew how inadequate I was in comparison to black studs, as well as how important it was to her that I make the sacrifices she desired of me. “Thank you dear. I appreciate that. And personally honey, as far as names go, I’d like to think of you as my supportive, sweet, well behaved sissy husband. You see honey, when I say sissy, I don’t mean it to be derogatory … more like you’re soft and yielding … and well … pussy like. Hmmm! Maybe pussy husband is better.” As I was thinking about what she’d said, I recalled her two regulars calling me a sissy several times doing the evening. I thought of how matter of factly they did so, without emphasis or in a derisive manner. I of course was too cowed to be defensive about it. In accepting being called that, I even began to respond to “sissy” a couple of times when they forgot my name. I sort of found myself growing fond of the way the two men said it in their heavy masculine voices. I wondered how it would sound to hear them say “pussy husband”. The more I thought about it the more catchy it sounded. Since I’d been a receptacle for the men’s cock and cum, I indeed was functioning as a substitute pussy. My wife interrupted my thoughts. “Enough time for talk sweetie, I need to get some rest, I’ve got another full day ahead of me. C’mon honey, beat your meat for me. Here suck on this as you play with yourself.” She pulled my mouth to her tit. She held my head to her like a baby as I did as she wanted. I always seems to end up doing what she wants of me, however this time I’d never been more contented. “That’s it sweetie, beat your meat for me … show me how much you love for me … steady … keep on stroking it … you’re almost there … that’s it … suck on that tit … good baby.” I found her words did add to the pleasure of the hand job I was doing myself. Secretly, I had to admit to myself that jacking off for her wasn’t that bad. I hated to admit it, but I was sure her watching me gave her more pleasure than me putting it in. “Feel better?” She said after I shot off and was settling down from shooting my load. I shook my head in acknowledgment. “Good. I like seeing you pull your little peter.” I helped her take a bubble bath and cooked and served her breakfast in bed before tucking her in. As had become standard practice, I kissed her beautiful cunt bush before she excused me from the room. As I started on my household chores for the day, I pondered what she meant by “We need to find you some pretty clothes more befitting a pussy husband in the cause”, before she fell to sleep. GETTING DRESSED A few days later, my wife came up to me and said matter of factly that she thought I should look and dress more effeminately now that black men come over to our house openly for sex. “After all honey, black men expect pussy husbands to look different .. you know … arousing.” There was not much I could do about my wife wanting me to dress in drag for the Cause. I knew I loved her too much to not do as she wanted. She adores black men very much, and I’m also very admiring of them too, especially after all I’ve been through. She knows I’d do whatever it takes to please them for her. Especially since it’s aiding racial harmony and reducing tension every time I part my lips for a stiff black prick or get one shoved up my ass.

Wife Cuckolded Me in New Orleans

To start off I have to go back almost 10 years ago when my wife (Olivia) and I were first married. Our first year in particular was a bit rocky and there were times I didn't think we would have made it 10 more months let alone 10 years to now. She was and still is a very attractive petite brunette with slightly asian features. She is about 5'6, with small perky b-cup breasts and darkish olive skin and a narrow little dark bush strip.

She traveled quite a bit for business then and one of the trips took her to New Orleans. I stayed at home as my job didn't let me get time off and I heard from her a couple of times how much fun she was having down there. When she got back we had a night out with friends, one of whom was on the trip with my wife. As the night finished up the talk turned to a night they were down at the French Quarter area and suddenly I hear my wife's friend state out loud for all to hear that Olivia was the only one who flashed her tits that night. This brought out some hoots and hollars from the group and although I wouldn't have been upset about her showing her tits I was a bit frustrated that she hadn't told me. I felt we had good lines open between us. I had told her fantasies of watching her with another man and while I knew she wasn't going to take part in it at least she knew.

The drive home was a bit cool as I was pissed she hadn't told me. When we got home I brought up why hadn't she told me about flashing down there, she should know I wouldn't be angry and if anything I found it exciting. Olivia agreed she should have told me and that she knew I would get turned on. That night in bed she told me in detail about the night and going out in a light sun dress with no panties on and how she had flashed her tits on many occasions. I slowly fucked her as she told me about all the guys surrounding her and hitting on her. She told me how she is certain a few must have glimpsed up her dress and gotten a shot of her little pussy.

I asked if any guys touched her and if she got with anyone. She told me no and that she was very horny by the end of the night though and masturbated silently on her balcony in the dark. I blew my load deep in her while hearing all of this.

Fast forward almost 10 years like I mentioned, probably once or twice a year she would repeat the New Orleans story while we fucked or I masturbated and it stayed a staple of my whack off fantasies. Then just 2 months ago I was cleaning out our basement when I came across musty old boxes that had mixtures of random pictures, documents and mostly crap. I spent all evening riffeling through them and suddenly my heart dropped. In a picture obviously from her trip to New Orleans I see a picture of her and this guy I have never seen before hugging up together at a bar. In the picture Olivia is wearing the exact dress she has described many times in her stories. I instantly feel a swelling of horniness in me as I picture what occured the rest of the evening and thinking this guy had seen my wife's tits and maybe even a glimpse of no panties.

I decided to act mellow about it and later when my wife came down I nonchalantly showed her the picture I found. Olivia stared at it for a second then tossed it back on the pile and simply nodded her head.

Not much to go by from her reaction and I can tell when not to try to force something out of her so I let it end and figured at least I have a fantasy in my head of what went on.

Two nights go by and it happens to be my birthday. We got out with friends to sushi to celebrate my big turning 4-0 day. Lots of Sapporo and sake are consumed and by the end of the evening Olivia and I crawl into bed feeling a bit frisky. I ask for a naughty story, maybe the New Orleans one I slyly ask.

Olivia froze for a second like I haven't seen her do before with a calculated look and then she snuggled up to me and whispered in my ear if I wanted to hear what really happened down there?

I got a nervous flash all over me and I whispered back how I was sure I would.

The lights were dim as she proceeded to re tell the New Orleans story much like she had many times before. I slowly kissed and sucked on her tits while she spoke and slowly took turns between softly rubbing her clit and squeezing all the precum out of my hard cock.

As she spoke about going out in her described little dress, she added about meeting up with a single guy who used to work with her group. He was about the same age as her and then she described the gentlemen I saw in the picture to the tee. As the night got crazy she mentioned how he never left her side and was always right next to her. She told all the same scenarios of flashing her tits and getting beads but included how this guy, Paul, (I found out later through a mutual friend) was next to her the whole time. She said she appreciated how when a few of the more drunk and obnoxious guys started pressing against her Paul stepped in and made sure they didn't get too pushy. They hung out with a few co-workers most of the night then as things got later and people started heading back it ended up just being her and Paul sharing a cb ride back to the hotel. During the ride Olivia told me how they both spoke of their spouses and compared sex stories. Olivia mentioned how I always wanted her to get with a starnger and he kept asking why she hadn’t. Olivia mentioned how she just hadnt found the right situation.

Olivia told me that on the way back the windows were open and the wind kept causing her skirt to lift and flutter around. She told me how turned on she was feeling the fresh air breeze across her pussy and how Paul’s eyes kept darting down and catching glimpses of her dark trimmed bush. When they got back to the hotel they agreed to have a night cap and the bar was still packed so they squeezed in among the crowd. Olivia felt Pauls hand gentley guide her through the mass of people and slowly he slipped it down and cupped her little ass. As the got to the bar he blocked her body with his and slipped his hand further under her ass and actually had a couple fingers slip across her pussy lips and she felt her horniness come on like electricity. He then pressed his hips against her and she could feel his cock pushing through his thin slacks. She told me how good it felt and she knew then she wanted him to fuck her. She pushed her hips back against him to match his pressure and the both ground deep into each other.

Paul whispered in her ear that they should go back to the room and she told me she nodded and felt in a trance as they took their drinks and started heading to the rooms. As soon as the elevator doors closed they grabbed each other and passionatley made out until the floor was reached. The rushed in the doors of her room and before they had even closed she felt him pulling her dress over her head and she was naked in the dark with the only light coming in through the balcony doors. He sucked on her tits which drenches her pussy I know and she struggled to get him to stop so she could get at his cock she told me. She dropped to her knees and they both undid his pants and she said his cock dropped out and hung as her mouth lifted under it and took it in. His balls were huge and full and she felt him grow and grow until his swollen cock head was about all she could get in.

Paul told her about how he was fantasizing all night about taking her from behind after he saw her skirt fly up during one of her flashing episodes.

Olivia turned around lifted up on her toes so her ass stood up and ready for him. She told me even though she was wet it took him more than a couple minutes to work his big cock in her. She confessed that it was the biggest cock she had ever taken and that as he drove into her she could feel herself stretch and her pussy loved it. She began to cum over and over. I asked if she was playing with her clit as he fucked her because that is how she can cum when I do her from behind. She almost guiltily whispered to me that his cock was so thick she came many times just from how full he filled her. My own cock twitched almost at the same time with horniness and jealousy. She kept telling me how he kept fucking her and she urged him to cum. She flipped to her back at the edge of the bed and watched as he fucked her with long deep strokes his cock glistening with her pussy juices. She moaned as she came again and realized how loud she was with co-workers next door surely getting an earful.

Finally Paul pulled out and shot load after load all over her stomach and pussy. I myself came while she told me how her little bush was drenched in his sticky cum. I laid there not believeing what I had just heard.

Olivia asked me if I was still ok with it now that I had orgasmed and I nodded of course. Well I have a few more stories from that weekend with Paul but not tonight she said.

Since then she filled me in on 2 more hook ups they had on the trip and I have been a good cuck and masturbated to the picture of them together countless times. Attached are some pics of her and myself just so you can see her for yourself. Love to have phone with other cucks and share stories.

Sex Machine (Motorcycle Masturbation)

Sex Machine (Motorcycle Masturbation)

Girl Girl (lesbian erotica collection)

Girl Girl (lesbian erotica collection)

Stepdaughter Seduction

Stepdaughter Seduction

stepfather incest

stepfather incest:

Stepdaughter Seduction

Wifes Lover

My wife michelle, of almost ten years in absolutely gorgeous.. Five foot tall and in very good shape, dark brunette hair with a nice set of fake dis we have added.. She is amazing to say the least.. For several years i have shared with her my fantasy of sharing her in a hot steamy three way with another man.. We have in the past had another woman join us as well as played partially with other couples.. It has been a main item in the sheets to add to the moment.. For several years my wife has said she would gladly do it if she could only fling the right guy.. I was amazed as i knew how hot she was and how easy it seemed to me, it just was not for her.. Then one night we made love and right after we were done she said.. “you know there is this one guy i met that i think is so hot”.. I told her to check it out and see what happens.. For the next couple of days i would exchange messages with her and she would tell that she has not seen him.. Then, one night she was at the gym and sent me a text that said the hot guy was there. i told her to ask him out for a beer.. A couple hours later i got a text back that said we are going for beer.. I was so turned on at the prospect of maybe having a hot threesome some time down the road.. A couple hours later she sent me a text saying they are having fun and he is so hot.. I said well have fun you can tell me all about it.. She took that as a do whatever.. I really didn’t think that anything would happen.. About 1 hour later she called me and said she had a great time and she was one her way home now.. i asked what happened and she said they made out in the parking lot and she started to suck his cock and it is nice and thick.. I asked if it was much bigger then mine and she said no.. Hmm, too bad i told her as she laughed.. My cock is a nice 7 inched and nice and thick as well. I just thought maybe this guy might be able to offer more then what she normally gets..

A few days later while i was at work she called me and asked if she could meet with her friend again.. I said sure.. And asked her at what point do you plan on telling your friend mike that you are married and your husband wants to have threesome with you.. She said i will tonight.. There wont be any sex as she is on her monthly period anyway.. I said oh well ok and she said i might finish his blowjob if you don’t mind.. I said that is fine michelle just make sure you tell him the plan anyways..

So that night she heads out and i send her a couple text messages and nothing heard back.. At 3 am she called me and said she was on her way home.. I was like where the heck you been? she said they went out for drinks and then back to his house.. I was like.. Startled.. Really? She said i did it.. I really did it.. I didn’t know how to feel.. She was a bit scared and not sure what to say. I pressed for answers and this is what she said..

I drank too much and we left to go to his house.. I was really messed up and i didn’t think i could do anything without the drinks let alone what happened.. We started to make out and i went down on him.. I sucked him for along time and he came in my mouth.. She told me that she swallowed his load and i was shocked..
She then told me she mentioned the threesome and he was like not sure but would consider it. she went on to say that they talked and drank more and they started kissing and he took off her pants.. She was kissing him and she had to go to the restroom and lose the sanitary tampon to which i was totally shocked .. she came back and she sat down on his cock and rode him for about 20 min according to her.. She then was lifted off the couch and put on her back.. She said he fucked her like that for maybe another half hour and shot his cum all over her stomach.. When she was done she said she wasn’t sure how i would react and felt like she made a big mistake.. He offered to drive her home and she made the drive herself.. That is when she called me.. So, here i am, at work.. i was totally shocked at what happened and i didn’t know how to feel..

As days went on we worked on the issue and we both came to understand more the others feelings.. I was hurt a bit and felt betrayed but it was a turn on in the same time. She asked me if i was still up for the threesome and i said i am not sure..

A few weeks later she again brought up the question, do you want to try it? i was like well maybe.. i am not sure how i feel about the whole thing.. She assured me that it would be fine and that it has been my fantasy for a long time..

Needless to say, i gave in to the lust and had our friend come over one nite to watch a fight on tv.. My wife was giddy as the nite went on and could not stop serving and tending to the two of us. I was really not to comfortable and was almost ready to call it off.. She leaned in and kissed me and told me “we are doing this tonight now go to bed and wait for us”..

I went into bed and she followed about 2o minutes later with her friend in tow.. She started kissing him at the side of the bed and then said ok you two. there are two of you and only one of me. so go easy OK?

She looked at me and said what do you want to see first baby.. I was shaking as he felt up her ass and held her tits in his hands. I said just to what comes natural.. She leaned over and started to suck my cock and left her ass up in the air for him to play with. she was sucking me and he was eating her. i closed my eyes and the moments went by.. I felt her hair start to move laterally across my stomach and opened my eyes to see him behind her fucking her slowly and she was moaning.. She stopped sucking me and put her head down on my leg and took him while she slowly stroked me..

We rolled around in almost every possible position and then finally i had to cum.. I pulled out of her and shot my load on her stomach while she was sucking our friends cock down her throat..

i laid down and watched her as she continued to blow her lover while i softened near her.. This is really the first time i got to see the cock she was sucking.. It was a bit bigger then mine and maybe a bit fatter as well.. her mouth was really stretching to fit inside of it.. She flipped her leg over my face and ground her pussy onto my mouth.. This went on for about a good couple of minutes while she sucked his cock and balls..

Then she surprised me and said to our friend, “stick your cock in my ass”.. He got up on the bed behind her and i attempted to move out from under her. “no no, stay there baby” “I want you to lick my pussy while he fucks my ass”.. I was shocked and just kept eating away.. The site above was something. I nice round ass and a fat cock comes into the picture above.. It goes straight in above you and is pushed into her while i am right below. what a site.. She started to stroke my cock and it was somehow hard again.. He slid all the way in and i could feel her body shaking from the pain and yet she hissed out a “YESSSSSSSSS”… A couple of minutes later she damn near broke my jaw grinding her pussy into my face as i attempted to eat her. All while watching this cock pummel her backdoor.. After she came i rolled out and put me cock back her her mouth. We both shot off on her about the same time.. Life will never be the same..

Sex Slave To My Neighbours

Since retiring, I keep fit by riding my bike around the neighborhood a few early mornings a week. Exercise is the excuse but my fondest desire is that, along my route, I’ll get invited into the home of a mature woman who was waiting for a bike-riding gent to pass her home, come in and fuck her. Balls drained, I would then ride home smiling, maybe to return the next day for more. In this story, it goes way beyond that. Over a couple of months I would become a slave, have my cock sucked by the woman on my route, take her husband’s cock into my mouth enjoy it and climatically fuck her ass before an appreciative audience.

That fateful day, I set out on my bicycle before dawn, and had completed most of my loop through streets of rough, working-class suburban homes when a woman from a nearby house waved to me to come over. She asked me to move a large box that was on her front porch, to her basement.

The box was indeed heavy and I squeezed it through the front door then down narrow stairs into the basement.

I was ready to leave when she appeared from the kitchen with two glasses of orange juice - very welcome after the morning ride. We moved to the living room to have our drinks. As we sat, I saw that a soft pale breast was pushing itself out from the cleavage of her cleavage. I gulped my orange juice hoping to leave tactfully before I started leering down her nightgown. Then I realized that the orange juice was heavily seasoned with vodka. We both smiled when my gulp turned into shock and sweat ran down my face.

She remarked that my shirt was soaked with sweat and offered to quickly run it through the dryer. Reluctantly I removed it in the hallway and modestly put my jacket on.

By the time I returned to the living room, my hostess was in the living room and spread herself across the couch. Her attractive legs were now fully exposed up to her panties. As well, a wonderfully round breast was hanging out of her nightgown. I was stunned and blushed uncontrollably gulping more orange juice.

“Do you like my tit?” She said, smiling teasingly. Before I could reply, she pulled out the other breast. ” How about two tits. They’re very soft. They should be sucked but maybe I can suck your cock and drain your balls instead.”

I was overwhelmed and confused.

She pulled down her panties exposing a dark bush and said, “This is a pussy. Do you have pets?” she giggled?She pushed me down on the couch, then moved to the chair facing me, throwing her legs over the arms. “If you put your ear against my pussy, you can hear it purr, … or you can hear the sea. In discrete men that it smells like the fish after I fuck,. Want to smell it?” She was laughing at my dumbstruck look and the bulge that was starting to appear in my biking pants.

She separated her pussy lips and the space between was astoundingly pink. “I’ll give you a few moments looking at my twat and then I’ve got to get that bulge out of your pants and into my mouth. You older men have soft cocks that grow thicker as I suck and then you come very strongly. If you get harder, that’s nice too.” True to her words, she reached forward pulling my pants to my knees grabbing my penis and putting my thickening and hardening cock it into her mouth.

She sucked gently, stroked gently and sent me into an ecstasy. I fondled her tits, squeezed her nipples, pushed my fingers into her cunt and rubbed her clit.

Here I was on my morning bike ride having my cock sucked. This was my fantasy come true but, heck and darn, my sixty-five year penis was on auto-pilot from my teenage years. It took moments for me to cum into her mouth.

She didn’t swallow and I can’t blame her. I’ve tasted my cum and it’s not pleasant. Her smile returned after she spat my cum into a paper napkin.

She got up quickly, pulled her robe together and ran to the dryer to retrieve my shirt. She had it on me in seconds, pulling up my pants and helping me with my jacket. It was over too soon. She wasn’t rude but she definitely wanted me out of her house and on my bike.

My vodka - fuelled ride home was wobbly. When I arrived, I went straight to bed - at 7:30 AM. I wondered, had I been sucked dry by a dream? Dreams don’t leave red lipstick on your penis, do they? I was so much in need of reassurance that I jerked off to internet porn to regain control. After a long while and with cum on my fist I still wasn’t sure. I need to ride by that house tomorrow. There might be another box to move.

Reward For Cuckolding : Obedient Cuckold Husband

“Before I go meet Tyrone tonight, I think I’m going to reward for being such an obedient cuckold husband,” my wife said stepping back from having kissed me.

“Really?”

“Of course!” She said grinning broadly. “What’s it been since you went into chastity? A week?”

“Nine days,” I replied.

“I’d lost count,” she said. “Nine days, huh? Wow. That’s quite a long time. So all the better to reward you for your patient obedience!”

My wife stepped up close to me, and kissed me on the lips; my mouth opened automatically, and I felt her warm, moist tongue slither across mine most provocatively! My cock stiffened inside the clear plastic chastity device I was wearing on her request, and it caused the thick plastic ring behind my testicles to pull against them. It created a slight discomfort, but at the same time, the “pain” was unmistakably “pleasurable” as well!

We stood like that kissing very passionately, and I wondered if she was being inspired by the fact that Tyrone’s MUCH larger cock was about to fuck her pussy, or, was she excited because of my total willingness to be her unquestioning cuckold; or, was it both!?

I could feel her fingers probing my crotch.

“Mmmmmm,” she moaned. “Nine days, huh? Well, youv’e been such a good and faithful cuckold, that I want to reward you.”

“I am faithful to you,” I said.

“I know you are!” She patted my crotch lightly, and smiling, she stepped back and lifted the small key that that she wore around her neck on the 14 Karat gold chain I had gone out and bought for her for that very purpose, from between her perky tits.

She held it up in the light. It glittered as she turned it. She also smiled. She pulled my undershorts down around my ankles as I stood there. I stepped out of them and she knelt back down and inserted the small key into the shiny padlock. It clicked open, and she unfastened the device and sat it on the night stand table.

She looked up into my face, and smiled.

“Your excited,” she said.

“Yes I am,” I replied.

My cock was fully erect by then, and my wife began slowly stroking my cock, and looking up into my face.

“Does that feel good?”

It was a purely rhetorical question, of course, but she asked it anyway. It was part of our “game” of me being her cuckold; and I liked that!

“It feels really good, babe,” I replied. “Thank you so much!”

It did feel good. After all, I had been in chastity for nine long days! Adding to that, I knew that she was going out that evening to fuck Tyrone, her latest big black cock bull! She’d told me nine days earlier that she was going to fuck him again, and so for nine days I’d thought of little else!

“Mmmm,” she said, watching her hand stroking my erection. “I have a feeling that you have quite a lot of sperm built up inside your balls these last nine days. Am I right?”

“Oh yes.”

She smiled up into my face. “Good! That’s the way it ought to be!”

It didn’t take very long before I felt myself ready to come, and I said so!

“Really?”

“Oh yes!”

“You want me to help with that?”

“Oh PLEASE!” I said with unfeigned urgency.

“And you don’t mind that I’m going to fuck Tyrone tonight?”

“No, babe. I don’t mind. That’s fine.”

“Really?”

“You know I don’t object to that!”

“Okay, I was just making sure of that is all.”

She continued to stroke my throbbing erection as she teased and taunted me about fucking Tyrone! It excited me hearing her say such things. It always had, in fact! It had been the foundation from which our cuckold relationship had been built upon from the start!

After a few more teasing strokes, I knew I was coming. She kept pumping my cock shaft. When I did come, she kept stroking, and I gasped out very loudly, as a very large, ropey glob of cum spurted out into the air; like a creamy-white, glimmering, fluid rope. Others followed soon after, and I could see my wife smiling at the sight of my release!

“Mmm, come for me, my cuckold husband!” I heard her say. “That’s the way. Give it all to ME.”

“Oh YESS,” I called out in response. “YESSSS!”

After waiting patiently(?!) for nine long days, she’d had mercy on me and finished me off very nicely.

She kept stroking my cock even after I’d stopped coming, and the glans was incredibly sensitive to touch, and I jerked each time her hand stroked over it. She liked that, and she smiled.

“So, SENSITIVE!” She cooed.

Then, with a certain reluctance to stop, she let go of my cock and it began to sag from exhaustion.

She had some of my sperm on her fingers, and she had me lick it off; smiling faintly as I did.

Then, leaving me to “clean up the mess”, as she termed it, she washed her hands, put some perfume on, and left to go meet Tyrone! I watched her as she left the house, and as she got into the car, I said to myself: “She’s such a whore.” She really was; and yet, I did not feel upset with her for it! Instead, I felt strangely excited!

I watched her turn the corner and disappear from sight, with my balls aching from the strength of my recent ejaculations. Then I went to get a damp towel and some toilet paper, and proceeded to wipe up the large mess she and I had just left of on our bedroom floor! I was on my hands and knees, wiping up my own cum; and as I did that, my wife was on her way to meet Tyrone; and he was going to fuck her! It was such a curious predicament to be in; and yet, I reminded myself that it had been my idea from the very start! I wasn’t complaining, though. I was simply acknowledging a fact!

The day that I discovered my cuckold fetish

In my country there are not the same racial problems than other countries, but some people (in special old women with a conventional way of though or envious white guys) still consider a taboo when they watch a white girl having a relationship with a black guy. It’s not the same when young white guys have a relationship with ebony girls. Inside male though, it’s ok and talk a lot about the good sex that they would be going to get.
My wife had a black boyfriend before me. When they brook up their relationship and Susy became into my wife, we had the next conversation one night.

(I)-Have you ever f***ed a guy to have sex?
(My wife)-I haven’t had the necessity to do it. A lot of guys wished have sex with me…but I’m thinking about Axel. In some occasion we had something like that.
-Did you f***e your ex to have sex using your strength?
-Well I had to f***e him but not using my strength…women we have another resources. It was during our first holidays. We were having sex under the shower. I was so excited but he was even more excited than me and cummed immediately. He couldn’t wait for me.
He dried up his body and dressed to g for breakfast. I stayed naked and told him I was needing to cum. He didn’t understand me. He said me that he was hungry and we might have sex after the breakfast.
Then I became crazy.
-What did you do?
-I walked toward the door and I kicked it violently. I shut it with the key ans said him that “none of us were going to go out, until he make me cum”.
-And how did you f***e him to have sex?
-I turned him on until he begged me to have sex.
-How did you do to turn him on?
-At first I rubbed my ass over his dick. Later, I went down on my knees and, I gave him a good blow-job…he reacted quickly through an incredible erection. He begged me to allow him to fuck me.
-Did you fuck over your bed?
-No, we didn’t.
-Why?
-We could not reach the bed (due the excitation). We fucked standing against the clothier’s door. He penetrated me by behind.
-Could he finally make you cum?
-Oh yes!
-And did you scream during your orgasm?
-A little.
-How did he do to obtain a new erection just few second after his first cum (during his refractary period)?
-Well, he had a good tool down there. Moreover, he was with me and I’m so sexy, don’t you think?
-Yes, of course! But do you know not all men can do the same?
-Yes I do, but he never had erection problems. He could make me cum easily because I was so exited! That morning I had a terrible excitation.
-And what about him? Did he cum too?
-Yes, he cummed again during the standing fuck…only few seconds after my orgasm. I was still gasping when I heard he was having a new orgasm
-Did you feel better after your ex made you cum? What about him?
-Both of us remained so relaxed after our fuck. It was great!
-Your ex boyfriend is a first class male. He has an incredible potential and virility. I could not have done better than him. I would like watching you and Axel have sex in front of me. I would pay for that!
-Do you think? Perhaps it’s only a fantasy for you…
-I don’t think so. I think it would be wonderful if you could have sex in front of me. I would be so excited watching you fucking with your ex black boyfriend, that I would suck his cock if it necessary.

That was our first conversation about this topic. I hubby discovered that day, that I had an interracial fetish and a cuckold fantasy with my wife’s ex black boyfriend.
I asked her for a lot of more details after that. I looked for pics from her and the ex…and I found some of them.

A Gangbang for My Cheating Wife

My wife Linda is 39 and is not really into sex all that much. I’m lucky if I get any for 2 weeks at a time. Anyway we went on holiday in October last year for a quick getaway of our own. The hotel was great and we had a great time chilling out.

Anyway, one night we had a walk along the beach front and the small cafes on the front were all closed up and the area was in darkness. Although the street lights were on, and the spot lights were on over the beach the actual area where the tables and seats are in the cafes were almost completely black.

As we walked along, we saw a couple of guys pull into one of the cafes and we could see by their lights that there were two or three others sat down. As we had been walking for a couple of miles I suggested to Linda that we take a seat, rather than on the sea wall. Linda agreed and we went over into the darkness and when we entered the seating area which had a canopy over the top, we could see 5 guys aged about 20-25 sitting in a group talking and laughing, and having a few drinks. They seemed harmless and not a threat.

When they saw us, they beckoned us over and offered us a bottle of beer. We accepted and shared a bottle. The conversation was great and we were all having a great time, but soon changed as they began complimenting Linda on her legs. Linda turned and sat astride the bench seat whilst talking and allowed her wrap around skirt to fall open. I don’t know if this was on purpose, but one of the guys sat on the bench closer and while they were talking and laughing, I noticed that his hand was between Linda’s legs. Another bottle of beer was handed out and as I was swigging it, I saw that Linda was rocking her cunt and bottom on the bench. One of the others then stood behind Linda and began groping her tits. He looked over at me and smiled and I smiled back. Inside I was shaking like a leaf not knowing what to do but loving every minute. Here was my wife who was not much into sex letting a stranger do this to her? I learned later that being on a vacation with me and having a few drinks made her feel good and she told me she had a feeling I’d like this. I don’t know how she knew but she was definitely right!

The guy touching her seemed to give all of them the OK, as the other three guys stood up and took their cocks out, Linda grabbed two of them and began stroking them and then to my astonishment began to suck on the other one. Linda has only ever sucked my cock 3 times in our years of marriage and has never brought me to climax. This carried on for a couple of minutes, then Linda pulled away and arched her back as she came with her cunt being fingered. She then stood up and removed her panties and untied her wrap around skirt. Her bra was removed and her jumper pushed up. She then lay back onto the table with her legs apart, and the one that had been fingering her bent down and put his tongue up her cunt. His friends were mauling her tits and sucking on her nipples and Linda then pulled one over and began sucking his cock. I had my cock out by this time and was gently stroking it.

The guy finished licking Linda’s cunt and then stood up and dropped his shorts, his cock stood up proud with youth and was about 8 inches long but it was massive, it seemed to be about 7 inches in circumference it was that thick. He fed his cock into Linda’s cunt and gently entered her. She was moaning and saying yes yes fill me fill me as he entered her. He then began pumping into her, the guy who was being sucked then grunted aloud and Linda gagged as he filled her mouth with his cum. Linda pulled his cock out of her mouth and looked over at me opening her mouth, showing me his cum dribbling out of her mouth, she then swallowed and took another cock in her mouth. I couldn’t believe what was happening but was taking it all in as best I could with my system in shock. The guy fucking her then seeded up and filled her cunt with his cum, Linda groaned and yelled yes I’m cumming. I’m cumming. The guy then pulled out to be replaced by the one who had been sucking her nipples. He entered her with his 6 inch cock and banged away for what seemed only 2 minutes before he yelled that he was cumming. He filled Linda’s cunt with his cum and was replaced in turn by the other three, after they had cum in my wife’s cunt they each went to have Linda suck their cocks until they were clean.

Each became hard with Linda sucking them while she was moaning and having her cunt fucked, and when they had all filled her cunt, I took my place. I looked at her cunt, cum filled hole and lapped the cum up. I then entered her which was very hot and very very wet whilst the young lovers wanked over her. As I was about to cum Linda groaned and squeezed my cock with her cunt muscles, she was now shouting oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck and then the guys began to cum. Two seemed to cum together covering my wife’s tits and belly, followed by the other three in turn, who splashed cum over me and covered Linda’s face which I licked off. We then left for the hotel with Linda well fucked by 5 + 1.

The next few days went by fast with us fucking like rabbits and me getting more sex that weekend than I had had all year. To this day she still smiles when I bring it up and we still talk about it in bed to get us going but she won’t talk about it outside of the bedroom. She just gives me that devilish smile and I know I’ll be getting some that night. Hopefully I can one day arrange something with another man or men but for now I’m happy getting what I have and reliving that experience.

My Wife Gangbanged

My wife planned a weekend away for our wedding anniversary; she had been promising me a chance to fuck her again on the actual day for some weeks. She said I deserved it after subduing my urges to suit her needs so well. I couldn't argue with that, it had been a bit of an ordeal of late and I was really starting to miss her warm cunt wrapping itself around my sad cock. It was a comfort I had not had now for over 4 months. She had cleared this with her bull who by luck was also away elsewhere that weekend. We arrived at our hotel quite late during the evening before our anniversary and hit the sack after our long journey. The next day was great we went around the sights and had fun like two newly weds; I was so excited about the prospect of having her all to myself. She decided we would go out to one of the local restaurants for dinner and made a thing about teasing me as we got our selves ready to go out.

She dried and straightened her beautiful long hair and made herself up with heavy eye make up and full glossy red lips. She wore stockings and a new Basque she had bought, just for the occasion, as she wanted to arouse me as much as possible. She slipped on black heels and an above the knee black skirt. The Basque barely covered her nipples and gave fantastic support to her tits. She completed the ensemble with a very low cut peach colored top which showed her entire cleavage. She looked slutty as hell. My cock was rock hard as she took my arm and we went out onto the streets for our 10 minute walk to the restaurant. My wife talked and giggled with me all the way there, turning a couple of dozen male heads as we strode through the dusky streets. We sat opposite each other and enjoyed our meal, my wife making a big thing of placing her food in her mouth as erotically as possible and swinging her tits about in their barely contained support. By the time we had finished the meal, I was almost coming in my pants.

It was dark when we left the restaurant but the streets were well lit. My wife had downed a few drinks by now and was doing her best to be as provocative as possible. A Taxi stopped to let us cross the road and my wife jiggled her way across laughing and swinging my arm. The driver stuck his head out of the window and shouted "He is holding your hand way too tight" I didn't fathom his meaning until way later that he would have liked a piece of her himself. My wife just giggled turned to face him and wriggled her tits straight at him, causing him to drive off, calling me a lucky bastard.

Then halfway home we approached 3 guys in their early twenties leaving an ATM machine. They turned towards us and immediately spotted my wife, her demeanor and her low cut top. A tall blonde lad waved a wad of notes he had just collected from the machine and shouted to my wife, "How much Darling!" they all laughed enjoying their friends high spirits as they approached us, it was obvious they had all been drinking. My wife giggled back and tried to shut them up by saying "A hundred should cover it!" They laughed again and stopped right in front of us. "You're not a bad looking woman and I love your tits but I can't afford that" said the blonde guy, "Yeah!" said his friend "you'd have to let us all have a go for that money!" I made to move forward and yanked on my wife's hand pulling her off balance. She stumbled behind me and yanked back at me stopping me in my tracks.

She turned back towards them and said in a slightly slurred voice. "OK, but you got to wear condoms when you go into my pussy! And my husband has to be allowed to watch, After all it is our anniversary!" They all burst out laughing and asked if she was serious or winding them up. At which point my wife let go of my hand, grabbed the tall blonde lad and kissed him open mouthed. His hand grabbed her left tit and mauled it as they kissed for what seemed like forever, then finally she pulled away and did it all over again with the next guy and then the next. The two unoccupied guys kept glancing over at me looking for a reaction but I knew better than to give them a response and just stood there with my eyes looking down at the pavement. I was feeling very hurt and let down, she had spent all day winding me up for the big event and now a chance encounter had taken it away from me, it was beyond cruel and I knew with absolute certainty that my wife's cunt was already soaking wet from the satisfaction she was feeling from putting me through this totally unexpected ordeal.

She walked with them, as we headed back to their place, with me trailing behind. A lot of touching and grabbing was going on en route. We stopped outside a bar at one point whilst one of them went in to get condoms out of a machine. I stood there like a lemon as they took turns in fondling and touching up my wife. They talked about her amongst themselves like she wasn't there. Saying that the slut wasn't wearing any panties and how wet she was. A few minutes later we were going into a flat where two other guys were already waiting for us. I sighed knowing what her reaction would be to the chance of even more young guys wanting to fuck her and watched as introductions were made and incredulous eyes met mine. To my surprise my wife brought the proceedings to a halt saying that she had agreed to three and would only go through with it if the other two guys left. An argument broke out between the lads as the two extra guys said it was their pad and they weren't leaving. As they argued my wife turned on her heels grabbed my hand and started to leave shouting "night boys". Andy, the tall blonde guy, came dashing up behind us begging her not to leave. She turned and said "No" she was sorry but no more than three, the deal was off. Andy pleaded with her to come back inside and said he would agree to any terms she wanted, adding that perhaps they could all watch just him fuck her, after all it was his money.

My wife paused and turned back to him and looked at him for a moment then cracked a smile which told me that she wanted to fuck him, probably had from that first comment he shouted at her. She said "OK, but nothing else!" She grabbed him and kissed him for a long slow kiss, he asked her to give him a minute to explain it to the others. He was back outside with us a few minutes later saying it was all fine. He grabbed my wife's hand and led her back inside with me following behind like unwanted baggage. The others all cheered as she graced there presence once more. They all got comfortable and watched as she threw her arms around Andy. She mashed her mouth against his and let him slide his hands inside her top to fondle her tits, in just a few seconds he had scooped out her left tit which fell outside of her top. I stood at the back of the room embarrassed as all the lads cheered at the sight of her breast. My wife grinned enjoying the attention as she dropped her hands to let him repeat the exercise to her right breast. Another cheer! My wife started to fondle at his flies to get hold of his cock. Andy had his mouth mashed against hers as he fondled her tits.

One of the audience shouted out that he wanted a feel of her tits. My wife ignored the comment, but then the others started making similar protests. They stopped kissing long enough for my wife to tell them "No!" The room fell instantly silent, and they returned to their foreplay. Then my wife's guilt struck her, she let go of Andy's cock and stepped back from him saying "I suppose letting the, all have one grope wont hurt!" She moved over to the lads and the all stood up together all eager for a feel before she changed her mind. My wife does have fantastic tits and I could understand everyone's eagerness to touch them. She was like a stripper working the crowd all of those lads got to and stroke, then, squeeze her breasts, her obvious delight of their prying hands was written all over her face, causing her to cup her left tit and feed the nipple into someone's mouth. That was the trigger her other nipple was scooped up and pulled into another mouth. Eager hands were grabbing her ass and cunt through her skirt and my wife lost control of the situation.

Andy grabbed her and turned her round to him and kissed her again, my wife's hands found his cock and I watched as they kissed fondling each other. Two other guys Chris and Dave were taking a breast each, bending down to chew and suck on her nipples, while Andy carried on kissing her mouth feeling his cock growing in her hands. Ethan and Greg were behind her and undid her skirt fastener. It fell to the floor exposing her naked rear end and stocking clad legs. Murmurs of approval at the sight of her round ass were uttered before straying hands were exploring her ass cheeks and lower depths. My wife dropped to her knees and took Andy's cock in her mouth in one action. She was an expert cocksucker by now and Andy was soon sighing with total pleasure as her mouth pulled at his manhood. She soon had a cock in each of her hands as she continued to suck Andy. Then satisfied with his hardness she pulled off him and asked him to fuck her from behind. He stepped away and my wife pulled the two cocks in her hand to her lips and sucked each one in turn to great effect. Andy grabbed a condom, put it on and knelt down behind her. He wriggled himself up between her buttock cheeks and entered her sopping cunt in one action.

She cooed as he slipped into her and pushed back against him, he started to fuck her and already she was on her way to orgasm. When she was this aroused it didn't take long. The next half an hour or so was a frenzy of young cocks and my wife's middle aged mouth and pussy taking them in every way she could manage. At one stage, they had her spread eagle d on the bed with her head hanging over the side, a guy was pushing his cock down her throat, another was straddled over her middle pushing her tits together and fucking her cleavage, another was fucking her cunt and the two others were busily taking pictures of her on their phones. They all dutifully wore condoms as they entered her lower end and, at her specific request, as each one came his condom was removed and his sperm tied up inside it. My wife orgasm ed 3 times during their assault and all the guys were satisfied, two of them twice. As one of the guys came inside my wife's mouth and Andy had broken his condom on his second fuck, we were left with five condoms with sperm inside them.

I think they would have kept her all night if they could but my wife brought things to an end by saying that it was time to settle up. She started to pull her clothes back into place and said she had agreed to have three guys for a hundred and there had been five of them so, pro rate, that was a hundred and sixty seven, then two of them came twice so that was another sixty seven making……………two hundred and thirty four altogether. But then there were the six doses of sperm that her husband would want to buy so……………how about calling it quits. They all laughed and said that sounded fair, I couldn't have disagreed more but my wife was in charge not me and she had made our anniversary extra memorable by heightening her own excitement and completely destroying mine. My hard on would usually have been rampant seeing her gang banged like that but not this time. She had strung me along all day on a promise she had just broken and I was beyond frustration and very stressed inside as we left.

We got about half way down the street before I lost it, I called her a tirade of names and told her exactly what I thought, I had put up with everything she had wanted to do, some pretty extreme things over the months, and this was supposed to be OUR weekend, just US, no one else. My wife would usually have exploded back at me but she could see that this time she had really hurt me and it had been too much. She said she was sorry she hadn't planned it to turn out like it did. It was just that an opportunity had presented itself and she was now expected to exploit it. A year ago she would have walked on by those lads without a thought but not now, she just couldn't, it was too exciting to ignore. She kissed me tenderly and walked me home, talking gently to me saying she would make it up to me.

Back at our room she went into the bathroom and freshened up her make up and outfit and looked amazing again, her low cut cleavage giving me an instant hard on. She climbed on top of me asking me to clean her slightly soiled cunt. "Just the one dose in there to clean up tonight" She cooed I obediently tongued her cunt for a while scooping all the cum I could reach. She spent time slipping a condom on my hardening cock as I licked her out. Then she twisted herself around and my cock slipped inside her warm inviting cunt without any resistance.. God! I had forgotten how nice it was to be in there. She asked me if I wanted to fuck her, I said I thought I already was. "No!" she smiled down at me and said I was just inside her no movement yet, I took the point and she asked me again, I said "Yes Please!" She answered me with a smile "Just five things you have to do first!"

With that she reached into her bag, pulled out the first condom untied it and told me t stick my tongue out. I obeyed and watched the glee on her face as she squeezed the contents into my mouth. She then made me suck on it until it was inside out and void of sperm. She told me not to swallow until she had emptied all five inside of me. By the time she had finished I had a smell and taste of male cum like never before it was extremely potent and she made me keep it there while she fucked me. She said that if I swallowed it or lost it she would stop fucking me immediately and I would not get another chance to fuck her for six months. I knew she meant it so I hung onto it, Christ! I wanted to chew her tits as she rode me, maybe even kiss her but she was adamant and I couldn't argue without losing the privilege I was getting anyway. She started to heave up and down on me and it was impossible to resist her, I barely lasted 3 minutes before I shot my lot inside her, or the condom inside her to be exact, she shouted at me to swallow it all now! I obeyed and gulped down the 5 loads of sperm in my mouth, it immediately stopped my already short orgasm but I was grateful that at last I had got to fuck her, well sort of. She climbed off me and told me to go and flush my cum down the toilet.

When I returned she was lying on the bed on her back telling me to lick her while she was on the phone. I guessed she was talking to her bull but I was wrong, she spent the next half an hour on the phone trying to track down the taxi driver who had leched at her on the way home. She had remembered his license plate and made up an excuse to talk to him directly, when she finally did almost an hour later, she invited him to our room. Another half an hour passed until he knocked on the door. He was highly amused to be invited over to fuck her especially in front of her husband. He said he had never had anything like it ever happen to him before. She devoured him within minutes of entering our room. He ended up staying all night and fucked her in every position and in all 3 holes, no condom for him and lots of cleaning up for me, I noticed. He left the next morning saying I was a lucky bastard! All over again. My wife added to my humiliation by making me tip him to say thank you for fucking her as he left, but as soon as he had gone I got to fuck her one more time, no condom this time and that orgasm was heaven. My wife knew how to get the best out of me which is why she decided to try and give me a bus man’s holiday for our anniversary weekend.

My Wife Changed me as a Cuckold

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A number of years ago a friend and former work colleague used to visit my X wife and myself pretty regularly. We always had a few drinks, my friend always used to stay the night, he would sl**p in the living room. My friend and my X used to flirt a bit. I didn’t mind this at all. in fact I would always go to bed before them, my wife would make up a bed for him and come to bed a few minutes later.

On one particular evening I went up to bed the same as usual, whilst I was going to bed I heard giggling and protests coming from down stairs. Julie came up to bed a few minute later. After getting into bed I placed my hand on her pussy. I could not believe how wet it was, I said “did anything happen whilst you were sorting Justin’s bed out”. She said no, she was however extremely hot, I said I wouldn’t mind if she fucked Justin, which made her even hornier. She said that she knew that Justin wanted to fuck her. I said I thought he did as well. I said why don’t you go down stairs to him now, or would you like me to go and get him to come up to bed with us, she didn’t want to that night, but would like to play on his next visit. We fantasized about the next time Justin visits. We agreed that she would tell me of their night together. Our sex that night was truly the best sex we had ever had.

A bit of back ground, Julie was a BBW with large breasts, blond hair, and a lovely pussy, and she was about 45 at the time. Justin was slim about 30 years of age. (I have changed names) although this is a true story in every other respect.

About a week later Justin phoned and said, was it OK to come over in about an hour, I said that would be no problem. Julie was very nervous, she went up and changed. Justin arrived, we sat down at the kitchen table, me next Julie Justin sat opposite Julie, we drank a fair amount of wine, Justin went to the loo I undid a couple of Julie’s blouse buttons to reveal a little more cleavage, She said they had been playing footsie under the table. I got up to go for a pee, I had d***k more than I thought, and was a bit wobbly, I think Julie had deliberately given me more wine than they had had. She took me up to bed, and returned down stairs.

The next morning I woke up Julie was lying besides me, I asked what had happened, she said I would have to wait until the evening to find out.

That day seemed to last forever, wondering what had happened. That evening came, we went to bed, She told me. The previous week when Justin had stayed, she was making up his bed on the living room floor, when he flopped he tits out and had a good fondle of them. That was why she knew he wanted to fuck her. On the next visit, after Julie took me to bed, she returned to the kitchen, she stood in front of Justin, he put his hand down her trousers and panties, and fingered her, She always liked being fingered whilst stood up, she then sat down on a chair and took his penis out of his trousers and started licking and sucking him. They then retired to the living room. In the living room, she undressed Justin and herself ,she laid him on the floor and stood astride him holding her flower wide open so as he could look, touch, lick, which ever he wanted. another of her favorite situations, he fingered her and made her lick her juices off of his fingers, They indulged in a 69. Unfortunately the drink had had an adverse affect, and they managed to have penetration, but they were unable to reach orgasm. they did finish off what they had started after I went to work that morning.

I still think about this scenario to this day. My current partner is interested and knows of this romp, but is nervous of taking the plunge. I would never f***e her to do anything she is uncomfortable with, however we live in hope.

As well as being cuckold, I have also been the bull. But that is another story.

Cuckolding is an Art Make me Happy

My wife has been fucking a very old friend of mine almost as long as we have been married. He was the first to get her married pussy and he is still hitting it. He ownes a large equipment companty and does a couple million dollars in sales a year. We where invited to his annual Labor day party at his lake house. He does parties several times a year and we are always invited. Me because we have been friends a very long time and my wife because he and her have been fuck buddy’s almost as long. Labor day weekend in Georgia is always hot as HELL. I asked my wife what she was wearing and what I should wear. She said you are wearing your CB3000 a pair of my bikini panties and kaki cargo shorts whith a yellow button up shirt. That’s cool with me, wearing her panties keep me reminding me of her cuckolding me. She said I am wearing a kaki minit skirt and a yellow tank top. We will match I told her. Yes we will,she said, everyone will know we are together so they will wonder why I keep going into the house with other men. That and the fact I won’t be wearing a pair of my panties. What about the creamy pie I said sadly. She said that’s why you will be wearing them. Before we leave I’m putting them on to keep all my lovers juices so you can enjoy them when we get home.
Well Saturday was here and we where getting ready to go. My wife told me to shave real good so in the heat the CB3000 wouldn’t irritate my pubic area. She said in fact shave all the way down to your knees. But I’ll look strange. No you won’t she said those shorts come to your knees. I shaved like I was told to and while my wife was showering I locked my cock up in the device. I was walking around the house wearing nothing but the CB3000. I was just coming out of the laundry room when I nearly jumped out of my skin. Ann from next door was standing in our den. She said come here and let me look at that little cock you have locked away. She has seen me naked lots of times and she has watched me watch my wife as she was being fucked by other guys. I walked up to her and she reached out and took hold of my balls. She squeezed them just a little and then she got on her knees and started sucking them. My cock started growning in the cage. Soon it was rock hard , straining and pushing it away from my body. She said does that hurt when it does that? I said yeah it does…she laughed and stood up, tell your wife I brought those sandles over she wanted to borrow they are on the couch. Then she walked out the door closing it behind her. I started down the hall just as the bathroom door opened and my wife stepped out.Who was at the door she asked? I told her Ann brought over her shoes. My wife looked at my cock standing out as far as the device would allow. She said did Ann do that too? I said yes, she’s so mean. My wife slapped at my caged cock and laughted at me. Get dressed she ordered.
We where in my truck headed to Keith’s lake house. My wife was letting her skirt ride up showing me lots of smooth tanned leg. She kept her legs together so I couldn’t see her pussy but she let me see a mile of left leg. As I pulled up to the lake house I could see there where more cars here than last year. My wife committed on that too. She said lookey at all the cars and trucks….I bet there’s new guys here I haven’t fucked …I got out and walked around to help my wife out of my truck, it’s a four wheel drive and sets a bit high for a lady wearing a short skirt to get out of. Just as I came around the back of the truck I saw keith open my wife’s door , she spun around and just as I got behind him she spread her legs wide open showing him her freshly shaved pussy. He said you look beautiful as always sweetheart and your vaginia looks tasty as ever. She hopped out with his help and as he turned he gave me a big smile and slapped me on my shoulder and said I’m glad you two could come. I said thank you for the invite. He said buddy you know you are always welcome up here and your sexy wife can come up even if you can’t.
We made our way to the deck on the back of the house , it over looks his private cove. There must have been fourty people on that deck. I was looking at his dock where he has two boats tied off at the dock , one being a pontoon. My wife pointed at the pontoon and said loud enough that’s the one we fuck on . A few couples over heard her say that and looked us over with a disapproving look. I asked my wife if she wanted a drink? She did and I went to get us some frozen cocktails. When I came back I saw her chatting with a guy I didn’t know. I handed her the drink and the stranger looked at how I was dressed and then at her and said I’m sorry friend, I was hitting on your date here. I said that’s lovely lady is my wife , and she is free to talk to who ever she wants to. She spoke up and said I’m free to do what ever I want to. He didn’t know what to do and I could tell he felt uneasy. I broke the tension by saying, we have an open marrage , she added no we don’t have an open marrage. I fuck who ever I want to and I cuckold him and she pointed at me. I said I need to go talk to someone , you two have fun. I cut out before I messed up anything she may have had going.
I saw another old buddy I haven’t seen in a while , he and I stared talking about old times. He said is your wife with you? I said yes she is. He asked does she still…you know? I knew what he ment but if he wants my wife’s pussy tonight he’s going to have to ask for it. Umm still what I asked. Umm you know umm do stuff he said…what kinna stuff I asked? He said oh damnit you know what I mean. I said no your going to have to tell me what you are talking about. He took a big drag off his cig and blew the smoke straight up…FUCK, does she still fuck ariound..he said. What? my wife fucks around ?I acted shocked at that news. He punched me in the arm and said your are a cock sucker you know that? I said no my wife is the cock sucker I just enjoy makeing you squim . Yes she does I added and in fact she right over there working on that new guy and I pointed her out. He’s smiled, new guy? You don’t know who that is? I said no and don’t you dare tell me his cock is a foot long and eight inches thick….I started a small laugh. He said I have no idea how big his cock is he came back , but he does own the tractor reapair place Keith and I both use. He’s loaded with cash. Good I said, maybe he’ll pay my wife for some of her pussy. He shook his head, how can you be so at ease about your wife making love to all those guys? I said I can because she’s not making love to them, she fucking them.
As the evening went on every one was feeling more relaxed around each other. Just before the sun started to set my wife came up behind me and whispered that she and Keith where going on a boat ride and for me to behave. I told her I had no choice…I’m a captive man I smiled. She kissed my cheek got a fresh drink and started toward the boat. I looked down at the dock and saw Keith talking to three guys at the pontoon boat, my wife skipped up and jumped on board, then all three of the other guys got on as Keith started backing out of the slip. So , he’s sharing her I said in a very low voice. But not low enough, I felt a hand on my shoulder , it was my buddy that I was talking to eariler. I heard that he said. Yep he’s sharing her he spoke up…he said I was asked to go along too but I don’t do sloppy seconds he said. He asked you too I said? He asked a buch of guys , the boat will only safely haul five grownup’s at a time. I said what are you telling me? He said keep your eye on the boat, when it comes back I bet ya one important person won’t be aboard. She enough just over an hour later I heard the pontoon easing up to the dock. Then I saw four guys walking down to meet it. My wife wasn’t on the boat. They backed out and left. My buddy walked up and said see, she got off the boat at some one else’s place and they are taking turns fucking her there.
It was close to nine when the pontoon came back to the dock, again no wife, those four got off and four more got on. I stared thinking I’m going to be down there next time so I can go see what’s happening. Just pasted ten the boat came back, this time I was standing at the dock when it pulled up. Keith said hey buddy to me, what are you doing down here he asked? I said where’s my wife ? He said she’s safe and haveing a big time. Take me to her I asked him. Can’t do it he said, but this is the last load of the night he said, only three guys got on that time He said I’ll bring her back in an hour , and then he said she said for you to give me her panties. What? he said she said you had her panties and thet she needed them to keep all this cum inside her for you to eat later. The three guys aboard I didn’t know where listing to every word. I undid my belt and dropped my shorts right in front of all those guys, I pulled down the panties and tossed them on board , there may be a wet spot in the front I told him , my cock has been leaking precome all night. He said nice cock lock with a laugh. I pulled up my shorts and watched as they pulled off. I could hear him tell his passangers that I was the woman they are going to fuck’s husband.
Just before mid night the boat came back, all five passengers looked happy and like they had just had been for a boat ride. My wife looked the happiest. She looked just like she did when we got there. I held out my hand to help her off the boat. She smiled and gave me a full open mouth kiss. Her mouth had a load of cum in it and she pushed into my mouth as we kissed. I acted as if nothing was happening, but I could tell by the way the other guys where looking at me they knew what was going on. We walked up to the house holding hands…I had a million questions i wanted to ask but would have to wait till the ride home . My wife had sex with f******n guys and maybe fifteen if Keith fucked her too.
We said our good byes and headed home. I asked her if she had a good time tonight, she said she did , did you? Not really I answered. She asked why? I said you got fucked by f******n guys and all I got was standing around talking to guys all night. f******n ? where did you get that number she asked. Keith hauled f******n guys out on the boat, didn’t they all fuck you I asked? Well yes all those guys did but there where several at the other lake house that got to have me too. What other lake house I asked. She said the on that was having the gang bang party. Some clooege guys where having a gang bang party and they asked keith if he knew a woman that could fuck all night long, so he said yeah i do…and that would be me she said. This is crazy I said …I could have made a movie of it. Oh yeah she said here theres a copy of the DVD they made while I was being fucked. I had one Hell of a mess to clean up when I got home, it amazes me how her pussy can take all that fucking and never look like it has had more than one cock in it. The DVD was well done, all the action was caught..but I wonder how many copies are out there… Life is good.