Wife's Wet Dream!
tj ryder
Like most cuckolds I suppose, I was shocked and
ashamed to realize I would even accept my wife's cheating
once I found out about it. In fact the way she barely tried to
hide it from me, even though all our friends and relatives knew
before I did, added to the insult. Then it began a succession
of exciting, humiliating revelations. My wife confessed that she
preferred big, black, hung men to me and she could never give it up,
yet even then she didn't want a divorce. Having small children
and only a part time job, I confess she probably missed the security
of my income more than she would miss me; but we tried to compromise,
and I knew that I found it erotic to be so humiliated
pleased her.
She said to console me that I could be a sort of helper and
partner and thus stay involved in her sex life. Although I wasn't
going to be present at her escapades yet, I was pleased she insisted
(even though I resisted at first), in helping her prepare for her dates.
And of course the afterwards, where I would orally clean her, listen
to what she did and with who she did it if she felt like talking,
and most often I would give her the last orgasm of her evening as she
had me tongue her pussy and sometimes her anus, swollen with negroe
semen, and the pleasure of seeing her flushed face, her smile and
pat on my head as a reward. She even took pleasure in making me
masturbate while still on my knees.
I began to look forward to her heavy date on Saturday night
almost as much as she did after a while, preparing her, helping
her bathe, slipping on a new pair of thong panties, getting a peck
on my cheek and watching her go off. A couple of times I dropped her
off at her main lover's pad and picked her up. It reached the point
where I became her social secretary for her dates, searching and
arranging the meeting. My beautiful wife got into the group thing,
and once in a while said she needed several black cocks at once, and a couple
of times even though she drove, she was so tired I had to pick her
up and then the next day come back for her car.
Looking at her as I knelt by the bathtub washing her back, her
big breasts soapy, and she smiled at my little erection pushing out
the pair of used panties she always made me wear, I asked her
about this evening's plans.
"Oh, Jamahl, and his friends," she smiled, licking her full lips,
"so I think I'll be late!"
"How many friends?"
"Oh now, don't start," she teased.
"Well, I just wonder if maybe I should drive you!"
"Oh, I'll be fine," she said breezily. "The last time I had
too much to drink. This time I'll stick to big black cock! (giggle)!"
Sighing as my erection pulsed, I helped her out of the bath
and dried her. The kids were just beginning to wonder where their mom
went and our excuses would have to be changed as they got older.
Heather even said we should just tell them the truth once and I was
shocked.
"Why not?" she smiled, "theyr'e going to know, kids do talk!"
"But honey...!"
"We'll just tell them for now I go out with my own friends now and then;
until they get older and then I guess we'll have to know the truth!"
"That you date multiple big black men?"
"Well," she smiled, "why not! Honey, lots of swinging couples just
tell the truth and the kids accept it! I can't wait to introduce Laura
to big black cock when she gets older (giggle)!" I just groaned.
"Oh, don't look so hurt, honey. I always tell people I'm married
to the sweetest and most understanding man!"
"T-thank you, dear...!"
As she was getting to the door, kissing the twins goodnight,
she paused.
"Honey, I might be a little tired for our games when I get back
tonight. Perhaps, you should, you know, (whisper) take things in
hand yourself (smile)!"
I blushed and sighed as she gave me a peck on the cheek.
As I nursed a hardon after the twins were put to bed and watched
tv, I considered jacking off at least once, but somehow, crazy as it seems,
it felt like I was cheating on my wife which was so ridiculous, as I
thought at that moment of her with three big black bucks pumping every
orifice of her sweet luscious body at that moment, making me need to
get off even more then, but I put my cock back in my pants and tried
to watch a movie.
I was relieved when I heard her car in the driveway at 3 am,
even though it was parked half on the lawn, and I had the
front door open and held her elbow as she came in, with a serene
pleasured expression, her eyes sleepy.
She didn't make it upstairs but asked for a drink and sat heavily
down on the sofa. I could tell as she leaned back against the cushions
she had had a wonderful time, her ripe thighs spreading a little,
her pussy sore, as she arranged a broken blouse strap.
When I returned with a glass of wine I expected to do our usual
routine, talk about the evening, and then, when she was ready,
go upstairs to the bedroom where I would pleasure both of us
with my head between her thighs. But, she was asleep, sound asleep!
I was so disappointed, putting the glass of wine down on a table.
There was no possibility of waking her and no way of getting her
up to bed. The stairs were steep, and my skinny, 5'5" body was not
remotely ableto carry her beautiful voluptuous body up those steps
without perhaps both of us ending up in the hospital.
I wanted to savour her pussy but I knew I should just
lift up her legs to the sofa and let her sleep for a while
and then go masturbate. Even one shapely leg was heavy, and
her skirt rode up and I saw her drenched silk panties
outlining her swollen pudenda as she sighed.
Leaning over her, I undid her blouse buttons, and
saw white sperm droplets on her beautiful breasts. Groaning,
I had to taste it, licking one after the other up, tasting the
warm negroe semen. As I undid her skirt I knelt between her
thighs, inhaling the scent, as I dragged and slipped her
drenched panties off. Cuntdrool and sperm began to leak
from her soaked swollen pussy and her puffy anal ring that
used to be pink and now was a dark red. She had been pumped
hard and often. I looked up as she sighed, softly smiling, her
head lolling on the sofa now. I should put a blanket over
her nudity now, do that one game she taught me once, put her
used panties over my head and suck at the crotch while I
masturbated for her amusement, but that didn't seem that exciting
if she wasn't smirking and giggling while I shamed myself doing it!
Plus all that juice is going to leak out all over the leather
sofa!
I decided to save the panties for later, hoped the kids
wouldn't wake up and come downstairs, and spread her thighs.
Gently, thorougly, eating and worshipping at her pussy and anus,
I could take my time as she slept, occasionally stirring as
I touched her sore swollen clitoris, but mostly she stayed
inert as I slurped and sucked, and gradually, her womb and
anus began to flow with negroe sperm as I wondered how many
bulls had deposited their seed in her.
After eating her, I opened my mouth around her
swollen cunt and sucked and slurped, and her body began
to arch, as she signed, groaned, and a torrent of sperm
and cunt cream flowed out as she came, and I looked up but
she looked still asleep, having a wet dream, a little smile
occasionally flicking across her full lips.
In fact she came so hard, she pissed a little into my
mouth.
After that I covered her with a blanket and went upstairs
to bed, thinking I would jack off in bed.
The next morning she was up first, feeling wonderful like she
always felt after a heavy night of big black cock and being
worshipped when she got home, but as I got up to go down
for coffee, she giggled at me from the bathroom.
"Honey, I wouldn't go downstairs like that!"
I realized I still had her used panties around my neck.
I blushed and took them off.
"I think you had a little party by yourself last night," she smiled.
"Um well,,,,!"
"I don't mind, dear. I knew when I got up from the couch to
douche and there was nothing to douche! I mean I had so many nigger spermloads
last night I would have filled a toilet! And then I knew for sure when Laura
came downstairs while I was making coffee and asked what daddy was
doing between my legs last night!"
"Awjeezzz!" I groaned.
"It's all right, dear, kids see a lot more than you think!"
"Well, um, honey, I couldn't carry you upstairs, and you, well...!"
"I Would have leaked all over our couch. You did the right thing to
suck it all our of me without making a mess! And you wanted to eat it anyway!
You don't have to explain. I think it is rather sweet! Sometimes
when I come home I really don't want to talk much and would rather
just drift off, anyway! It would be convenient if you took care of
my cleanup and your own little needs while I was asleep, don't you think?"
Groaning, I wasn't in any position to object! As time passed
I came to the realization that most of my sex with my wife was when she
was unconscious and that my devious beautiful wife might just
have pretended to be asleep that first time!
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