Teacher Wife to Slut Wife Ch. 02
In the first part I told you how my wife Pam, a third-grade teacher all prim and proper, turned into a black cock craving slut at her teacher's convention with a black guy Adam who is half her age. How he turned her into a slut and how she took his cock in every hole of her body. This takes place a couple of days after she returned home. Like before, this story is written by request and contains two consenting adults entering into a slut wife, cuckolded husband story with interracial sex. If it’s not your thing, don’t read it.
I was waiting on Pam to return from her 'special' convention. My cock was already throbbing in anticipation as I watched out of our living room window for her to arrive back home. Then I saw her and Adam arrive in a car. She kissed him on the lips and then got out and came into the house. I was already erect as she walked in the door. I grabbed her and kissed her as hard as I could, my tongue sliding around in her mouth, the same mouth her stud had pushed his fat, thick cock into over the past week. I could almost imagine her sucking on his black cock in my mind as I let my tongue roam around her mouth, the same mouth he had used so recently.
When we finally broke, I pulled her over to the couch, ripped off my trousers, and presented her with my raging hard-on. I pushed her onto the sofa and told her to get her knickers off. I was going to claim my pussy back. She laughed and slid her pants off. I noticed they were the same ones she had been told to keep on; they were covered in his spunk stains, and I could smell the sex off of her pussy as I knelt and slid my cock all over her wet and spunk-covered slit before shoving my cock into her pussy. It went in so easily, all sort of loose and slimy, that I could feel my cock sliding around in what were the remnants of his cum that had filled her before they arrived home.
I gasped after just a few strokes, and I felt my cock twitch, and then I added my cumin to the mix. Nothing much had been said until then, and I held her tight. I could smell her perfume and hints of his cologne while I whispered into her ear, “Thank you, baby, thank you! I love you, baby, I do!”
Then we broke apart. She looked at me and asked me “Are you sure you are okay with this?”
"Sure, darling, it’s what we had fantasized about, isn’t it?"
“Yes, but fantasizing and reality are two entirely different things, honey! You do realize now that I’ve had his big black cock, I want more of it, don’t you?”
“Yes, honey, I fully understand!”
“Maybe sometimes you can watch, but I’m not sure about you joining in at the moment. Let's see where it takes us, OK?"
“Uhu!”
"Yes, as long as he is fucking me, your time using my pussycat, mouth, or any sex will be limited! Well, just for now, till we see OK!”
"Ah, eh, yes! But I still get sexual relief from you, baby, till we find out, yeah?”
“Of course, honey, I’ll still play with your cock and give you a handjob as such, especially while telling you about all the dirty, sordid details of his and my trysts!”
Pam giggled at that and then went upstairs to have a shower, clean up, and change. Leaving me, I sat there on the floor with my flaccid cock twitching in the afterglow of that quick fuck we had. Realizing that things had changed a lot! In just a week. My wife now had that big black cock she and I had always fantasized about, and I was the cuckold I had always secretly wanted to be. The realization that it was real, however, was different from play acting.
Two days later, Adam came to our home and claimed the full rights of a big black cocked bull that he was to my now fully committed big black cock slut, whore, teacher, and my wife Pam. That night, he made our marriage bed partly his. I was out on shift when I got the text, and all it said was, “It’s BBC time!”
I was almost instantly hard, and my mind went into overdrive, imagining them in our bed, on the lounge sofa, or even in a dozen other possible places he could fuck her in our home. I do hope this isn’t a long shift, I thought as I headed once again to the toilets for some hand relief!.
At that point, I never fully realized how often that would be, or indeed how sordid things would become, but they did, and this was the start of her change from prim and proper third-grade teacher, which she remained as, to full-blown black cock craving slut and whore, where nobody knew what a slut and whore she was outside the school gates.
That night shift seemed to go on for hours, and when I got home in the morning, Pam was already gone to work. If only her colleagues knew what a slut she had become, I bet they wouldn’t hold her in such high esteem as they did!. I climbed the stairs wanting sleep but also wanting some sexual frustration relief. As I glanced into our bedroom, I could see the bedsheets had been changed, and when I entered the bathroom, I could see her clothing laid on top with some obvious staining present. My mind went into overdrive, and I was soon giving myself a good wank until I finally blew my load from my aching cock and balls onto the same pair of Pam's knickers as Adam had so recently covered in his batter! I wiped my cocks clean and cast them into the basket beside the other stained clothing.
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I was awakened by my wife kissing me gently and her hand wrapped around my already stiffening cock as she began to tell me in great detail what she had been up to the previous evening. She was breathing softly against my ear and whispering her story into it as she stroked slowly up and down my stiff cock.
“I had hardly gotten the door closed when he had his hands on my skirt, stroking my nylon-clad legs and kissing my mouth hard, his tongue sliding around inside my mouth. It sent images of what his cock would be doing to me soon; let me tell you, baby, I was dripping wet in seconds!”
My breathing was becoming labored, and I had started to hold my breath in between the labored parts as I waited for her to get to the interesting parts! But Pam, being the tease she was, kept me hanging.
“Then he lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around his body. I could feel that big, hard cock of his through his pants, my skirt, and my pants. God, I wanted it, baby. I wanted it bad! He carried me through to the kitchen and laid me on our table, where he lifted my legs onto his shoulders, ricked my skirt up, and buried his face into my pant-covered pussycat. Oh my God! I almost came on the spot."
"His breath was so hot on my pussycat, and when he pulled my knickers aside and stuck a finger in there, let me tell you, honey, I was in heaven! I could feel my pussyfoot flood with juices and hear him lapping at my labia, sticking his long tongue into my sex, and wiggling a couple of fingers in there at the same time.”
Well, by this point, I was starting to grunt, and my hips were bucking along to the same rhythm as my wonderful, slutty wife’s hand was stroking my rapidly aching, red-hot cock. My balls had disappeared up inside my lower abdomen, and they felt so, so tight up there, and I knew I wasn’t far off coming. Then Pam did something she had never done to me before! She bloody stopped and let go of my cock. I protested “Oh no, fuck, don’t stop!”
But Pam looked me in the eyes and said firmly, while holding me with what I can only describe as a devilishly wicked grin!
“You will come when I say you can come, or I will stop completely! Do you understand my little cuckolded husband?"
“On gawd, yes, baby! yes! Yes, I do!” I moaned.
Within a few moments, my balls had dropped again back to their normal position, and my cock, although not swollen and achingly, remained stiff. Pam returned her hand to the shaft and began stroking me gently again.
“Now where was I? Oh yes, he had his fingers inside my pussycat, didn’t he, and his mouth clamped to it also! ..ah yes! So soon he had me crying out as my first orgasm ripped through me, and I hadn’t even touched that big, beautiful black cock of his, not even a little tracing of it, honey, and there I was, your little slut of a wife, creaming herself on her black bull’s tongue and fingers. What a little slut and whore I am, aren’t I?”
“Yes! Yessss! Oh God, yesss, you are baby, your his slut and mine too!"
I moaned as I felt my cock throbbing to Pam’s delicate touch once again, my ass lifting off the mattress yet again to meet her soft touch as her hand glided up and down my red-hot, rock-hard cock shaft! I could feel copious amounts of pre-cum oozing like a stream from the eye on the tip of my cock, sliding down the shaft over my balls and over Pam’s hand; it just made it even more arousing for me. The more she teased me, the harder and more desperate to cum I became! I could hear my aroused state in the loud grunts and groans I was making. Pam continued.
"Eventually, Adam stood up, his face covered in my love juices, and pulled me upright. I grabbed his head and started to kiss all over his face and his mouth anywhere that I could see or taste myself from. I lapped it up, loving every filthy second of it. Adam then pushed me onto all fours on the kitchen floor, pulled off my blouse, and left my half-cut bra on before ordering me to undo his pants. Oh baby, I could hardly control myself. I was like an overkeen teenager, scrabbling frantically to pull his zipper down and reaching inside to pull what I knew was a wonderfully thick, meaty cock, and on such a young black guy too! I pulled it out, still only semi-erect, and leaning forward, opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue, and began licking the tip, then all over the bulbous knob, sliding it into my mouth and sucking it hard for a few seconds before pulling it out, making a loud ‘pop’ as I did."
"Adam loves the way I suck his cock; did I tell you that, cucky hubby? Oh, I think I just did hee hee!"
Her girly giggles almost made me spurt there and then! but somehow Pam stopped me yet again. I was becoming increasingly frustrated at not being allowed to cum, but just as I was about to moan about it, Pam started teasing my cock again.
“So as I pulled his cock from my mouth, I slid my tongue all over the underside of his cock. Oh, those thick veins and his smell are so powerful, it seems to make me want more and more of it! I sucked, kissed, nibbled, and slobbered all over that cock for ages until finally he grabbed my head and pushed his throbbing, pulsating cock into my mouth, eased it past the back of my throat, and down into my actual throat! I felt my eyes bulge open, my nostrils flare, and I gagged and, not for the first time, panicked as I found it hard to breathe. But Adam, the bastard, kept a firm grip on the back of my head, holding me there as I wiggled around on the kitchen floor, spit oozing past his cock stuffed in my mouth and throat, down my chin, and onto my tits, legs, and floor."
"My eyes had filled with tears from lack of air, yet even then, I desperately wanted him to force more of his cock down my throat rather than pull it out. It was so hard, baby, so fucking hard like a rod of steel, and hot. Oh god, it was so hot that it felt like it was burning in my throat. When he finally pulled it out, I was shaking and gasping for air. Stars were floating around my head as it swam with lack of air! But so help me! I grabbed it between both hands and pulled him back towards my mouth, and like a two-bit tramp, I eagerly stuffed it back into my mouth and looked up at him to plead with my eyes MORE! I want MORE!"
With what Pam had just said, I found quickly that it was too much for me, and with a loud groan, I felt my cock twitch in Pam’s hand. She grabbed it firmly and gave it a couple of hard swift tugs, and I cried out even louder as a huge stream of thick, gooey cum flew from the tip into the air, seemed to hang there for seconds, then landed firmly over my belly, chest, and face. Some even caught Pam in the face, and instead of wiping it off, she used her fingers to scoop it up and greedily lick it off of her fingers into her filthy storytelling mouth! What an absolute slut she had become, but I loved her.
I lay there panting as my cock went soft. Pam smiled wickedly again and said, “I’m not finished yet!”
Instead of leaving, she laid still, telling me to go clean up and come back. I quickly did as I was told and climbed back into bed. Her hand slid down and cupped my balls, and she gave them a little squeeze before grinning and saying “I think there is still some cum in these balls; let's see if I can empty them for you before you go out to work; then you won’t need to play with yourself at work tonight!”
I moaned as I felt her take my cock in hand and begin to peel the foreskin backward and forward as she continued her story of the previous night's events!
“So Adam finally pulled me up, turned me around, and pulled off my skirt to reveal my pink stockings, suspender belt, and already sodden pants. Instead of pulling them right off, he just pulled them down to my knees, told me to spread my legs, and began rubbing his big bulbous head all over my sodden, dripping wet cunt! I had hold of both sides of the table, and believe me, I was panting like a bitch in heat at that point. I knew what was coming, and fuck, I wanted that big black cock so much; nothing else mattered. He pushed two and then three fingers into me all the time, playing with my nipples, pulling, twisting, and stretching them, making me pant like the dog he was!"
"My black stiletto shoes were sliding all over the tiled floor due to the amount of our juices that had dripped onto them, but all that did was make me bend over the table more, my legs slid apart easier, and his cock was starting to slip into your wife’s married slutty pussy darling! Can you imagine how good that felt? Your prim and proper schoolteacher of a wife, bent over our kitchen table for anyone that walked by to see, with her tits on display, her nipples being pulled, and her cunt being filled by a black man young enough to be her son, slipping your wife a nice big black cock into her married pussycat. Can you imagine it, darling?"
"Oooooh, FUCKKKKKING, hell can I! Your fucking right, I can you little whore! You black cock slut you!" I cried out, visually imagining the scenes in my head!
By now, my cock was once again rock hard and even more sore than before. It seemed to be straining to get even harder, bigger, longer, and stretch anyway it could to ease the growing pressure building in it and my aching balls.
"Oh baby, when it started to slide into me, it was wonderful. It filled me up so full, fuller than you ever could, more than our rubber friend could, and I could feel the gnarled veined shaft at the start when he pushed it into me. Once he starts fucking me, I get so wet! I can feel the juices flow out of my pussycat past that rod of iron shaft over my landing strip and my mons, down my thighs and over my feet, as I stood there gripping the table edges as Adam the Bull fucked the living daylights out of your wife! God, I felt like such a filthy slut, a cheap whore, and a tramp, but nothing could stop me from enjoying black cock now, baby! I’d go to the end of the earth to get my fix of the big black cock now! There are just no other cocks like them—well, none I know of anyway!"
"By now, my god Adam was fucking me so hard that the table was sliding all over the floor. My yells, his cries, and our moaning surely must have been heard outside in the street. I’m surprised Mrs. Winters didn’t come around to see what the ruckus was about; you know how nosey that madam can be! Man, that would have been awkward! Hilarious but awkward, especially at work, wouldn’t it be, dear?"
“Mm-mph Uhu! Oh god, yessss! So it would!"
I groaned as my balls began dancing around beneath my wife's manual manipulations of my solid shaft, my ass bouncing on the mattress once again at what surely would be another huge shot. She seemed to sense my impending relief and stopped her administration immediately, grinned at me, and said,
“Not yet, you don’t!”
I groaned to myself as quietly as possible, for despite the lack of release, I was enjoying the buildup, getting me to the point of cumming. Usually, it was as quick as I could beat it out of myself, but this delaying was extremely enjoyable and seemed to create an even bigger amount of pleasurable release when it did occur!
"Anyway, as I was coming down from what seemed like continual orgasms, Adam pulled me off the table, turned me around to face him, and ripped my knickers off one leg, leaving them clinging on around one ankle before he lifted me off the floor before letting me slide down. After some messing around, I felt his cock re-enter my ravaged pussy as I held on with arms around his neck and legs around his waist. I’d never been fucked like that before, and it was amazing. Not only did it feel good as he thrust his hips up into me, but he began walking around with me wrapped around him. He walked into our bedroom like that before plopping me down and ordering me to kneel once again. I soon had his cock back in my mouth, eagerly slavering over that wonderful cock. It must have been good, as he cried out 'Fuck bitch, you keep that up, and I'm going to give you a load you'll never forget.' "
'Yes, please! Give me your cum!' was all I could mumble while greedily feeding my desire to swallow as much of that prime black meat as I could. Eventually, my little cuckold husband, your slut wife was soon laid out on her back in our marital bed, legs spread wide, her dripping wet cunt eagerly awaiting more of Adam’s big black monstrous cock. He looked at me and said firmly as he smirked knowingly at me:
'Guide me in guide my cock into your married cunt for me, Miss Prim and proper teacher!' "
"Well, I grabbed hold of that cock just as he told me and guided it right into where it belongs now! My married pussy! I gasped aloud as it entered me again. I was panting again as he pulled me to the edge of the bed while he pushed forward to spear his cock up into my clasping cunt. My arms wrapped around his neck as I held on for dear life, my shaking legs now encircling his waist, stiletto-clad heels locked together at the small of his back, and my pants still dangling around my ankle. Gasping for air after every thrust, I could only pant like a dog again. In and out slowly, slowly, in and out of my clasping cunt, Adam, the devious bastard, fucked into my dripping wet slit, causing me to cream myself often and regularly. This young man, my lover, my stud, my bull, was giving me the fucking of my life; he was, sorry, far superior in fucking your slutty wife than you ever were! I mean the size of his cock, and especially his expertise in knowing just how to use it. He's just so much better at fucking me like the slut and whore I know I am, and I want to be a baby!”
"Well, by now Adam was fucking the shit out of me, the headboard was banging against the wall, the smell of sex in the room was intense, and the wet, sloppy sounds were ringing around alongside our moans and groans of pleasure as he used that cock to own his slut, your wife, his whore to fuck my brains out! I was like a rag doll, being thrown around atop our bed. He rammed me so full of black cock that I thought it was coming out of my head! I went from one orgasm to another, so many, so fucking many, I lost count."
"His big nigger cock took your wife to heaven, back to earth, and back to heaven again. He fucked my face, my throat, he fucked my tits, he fucked my ass; he came over every part of my body I could think of. He just never seems to empty those big black balls; there are just bucket-fulls of stuff. I mean, baby, I swallowed several loads. He filled my married pussy with another three loads; my bowels held two loads, and my tits had at least another load over them; and it's big, big full loads every time!”
"But honey, the best fuck I got during that amazing fuck session was this one. He had me on my back, my legs bent over my head, and I held them as wide apart as physically possible. My pussy spread wide. My head was up against the headboard, listening to it beat out its staccato beat as he fucked me hard. It was a constant 'thud! thud! thud!' against the wall. He had a hold of my shoulders, his cock plunging in and out full length every time. Every time he thrust into me, my pussycat was being filled to the brim. His huge cock had buried itself so far inside me that I knew he had entered right inside my womb. When he first entered me in that position, he had pushed past my cervix, making me cry out in an absolute mixture of agony and pleasure in equal measures!"
"I could feel the veined shaft rub every single time he entered that place; it was so, so deep inside me, and god darling, my sweetheart, it was fucking brilliant. My pussycat felt as if it were in a constant state of orgasmic bliss. My belly fluttered constantly; my body shook; it shuddered; and my head was just an explosion after an explosion of fireworks. I have never felt so dominated and ecstatic about sex in my life than during that period. It seemed to go on forever!”
As I lay there listening, I could feel Pam’s hand grip my cock firmer and start to get faster as she relayed the story of her infidelity to me, describing each part in wonderful detail that left nothing but nothing to the imagination.
“I thought it couldn't get any better, but every time he shot a load in me, I thought that was it, but every single time he just carried on as if he hadn’t cum at all!! His staying power is something I’d never experienced before, and it was brilliant, baby—absolutely brilliant. He finished me off last night by fucking me up my ass one last time. I know how much you like to hear about that, and I know I hated it before this, but he made me change my mind, sweetie. I love it now. He filled my ass and made me cum just by holding his cock in my ass and making it swell inside me."
"When he came, he pulled out with a very loud “Shlloooppp!” and as soon as he did, I couldn’t stop myself. I was down on my knees, sucking and licking all over that sticky cock, sucking every last drop of cum he had left out of his big black balls. Finally sucking his balls into my mouth and cleaning up all those nasty sticky juices. I know, honey, I’m a filthy little slut, a whore for a big black cock! I just can’t stop myself, baby. I love Adam’s big black nigger cock; I absolutely adore it. I will do anything and everything he asks for without hesitation. I worship that cock baby; I just worship it!"
"By the time he left, darling, I was a wreck! My pussycat, ass, jaw, and throat ached so much I couldn’t move even when the doorbell rang over an hour later! I had the fucking of my life, and he says he isn’t finished yet! I can hardly wait. He says he has a surprise for me next time. Oh, I hope it's not too long, honey. I need his big black nigger cock in your married slut’s cunt as often as possible!”
That was the final straw. It was no use; despite my wife’s best intentions, it was once again the images that flashed through my head that were all too much for me, and with a loud cry, I came again.
“Ohh, I'm there. I'm there. Ooooh FUUUUCCCKKKK! . arrrrgggggghhh! I"'m coming! I'm cumming! Ahhhh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
I heard myself cry out as my aching cock and balls burst. I curled up, drawing my legs into my lower abdomen, almost in a fetal position, because of the ache I felt upon cumming that final time. On that final orgasm of mine, it didn’t shoot so far; this time it oozed out the tip, a weak and very watery load compared to my previous two loads. My whole body shook from one of the most fantastic orgasms I had ever had in my life. I never even got to hear the full story; I had to get up and shower, dress, and go out for my tour of duty as a fireman. But despite all my wife’s efforts, my imagination wouldn’t let me stop, and by three a.m. the next morning, I was in the toilet once again, beating my cock with my fist as hard and fast as I could, imagining everything she had told me and more of what else they might do in the future. Would I get to watch and take part? Or would I have to remain a wishful hidden closet voyeur? I was certain of one thing: there was more to come, and I was not going to miss one little bit of it, not on my watch!!
TBC.
I was waiting on Pam to return from her 'special' convention. My cock was already throbbing in anticipation as I watched out of our living room window for her to arrive back home. Then I saw her and Adam arrive in a car. She kissed him on the lips and then got out and came into the house. I was already erect as she walked in the door. I grabbed her and kissed her as hard as I could, my tongue sliding around in her mouth, the same mouth her stud had pushed his fat, thick cock into over the past week. I could almost imagine her sucking on his black cock in my mind as I let my tongue roam around her mouth, the same mouth he had used so recently.
When we finally broke, I pulled her over to the couch, ripped off my trousers, and presented her with my raging hard-on. I pushed her onto the sofa and told her to get her knickers off. I was going to claim my pussy back. She laughed and slid her pants off. I noticed they were the same ones she had been told to keep on; they were covered in his spunk stains, and I could smell the sex off of her pussy as I knelt and slid my cock all over her wet and spunk-covered slit before shoving my cock into her pussy. It went in so easily, all sort of loose and slimy, that I could feel my cock sliding around in what were the remnants of his cum that had filled her before they arrived home.
I gasped after just a few strokes, and I felt my cock twitch, and then I added my cumin to the mix. Nothing much had been said until then, and I held her tight. I could smell her perfume and hints of his cologne while I whispered into her ear, “Thank you, baby, thank you! I love you, baby, I do!”
Then we broke apart. She looked at me and asked me “Are you sure you are okay with this?”
"Sure, darling, it’s what we had fantasized about, isn’t it?"
“Yes, but fantasizing and reality are two entirely different things, honey! You do realize now that I’ve had his big black cock, I want more of it, don’t you?”
“Yes, honey, I fully understand!”
“Maybe sometimes you can watch, but I’m not sure about you joining in at the moment. Let's see where it takes us, OK?"
“Uhu!”
"Yes, as long as he is fucking me, your time using my pussycat, mouth, or any sex will be limited! Well, just for now, till we see OK!”
"Ah, eh, yes! But I still get sexual relief from you, baby, till we find out, yeah?”
“Of course, honey, I’ll still play with your cock and give you a handjob as such, especially while telling you about all the dirty, sordid details of his and my trysts!”
Pam giggled at that and then went upstairs to have a shower, clean up, and change. Leaving me, I sat there on the floor with my flaccid cock twitching in the afterglow of that quick fuck we had. Realizing that things had changed a lot! In just a week. My wife now had that big black cock she and I had always fantasized about, and I was the cuckold I had always secretly wanted to be. The realization that it was real, however, was different from play acting.
Two days later, Adam came to our home and claimed the full rights of a big black cocked bull that he was to my now fully committed big black cock slut, whore, teacher, and my wife Pam. That night, he made our marriage bed partly his. I was out on shift when I got the text, and all it said was, “It’s BBC time!”
I was almost instantly hard, and my mind went into overdrive, imagining them in our bed, on the lounge sofa, or even in a dozen other possible places he could fuck her in our home. I do hope this isn’t a long shift, I thought as I headed once again to the toilets for some hand relief!.
At that point, I never fully realized how often that would be, or indeed how sordid things would become, but they did, and this was the start of her change from prim and proper third-grade teacher, which she remained as, to full-blown black cock craving slut and whore, where nobody knew what a slut and whore she was outside the school gates.
That night shift seemed to go on for hours, and when I got home in the morning, Pam was already gone to work. If only her colleagues knew what a slut she had become, I bet they wouldn’t hold her in such high esteem as they did!. I climbed the stairs wanting sleep but also wanting some sexual frustration relief. As I glanced into our bedroom, I could see the bedsheets had been changed, and when I entered the bathroom, I could see her clothing laid on top with some obvious staining present. My mind went into overdrive, and I was soon giving myself a good wank until I finally blew my load from my aching cock and balls onto the same pair of Pam's knickers as Adam had so recently covered in his batter! I wiped my cocks clean and cast them into the basket beside the other stained clothing.
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I was awakened by my wife kissing me gently and her hand wrapped around my already stiffening cock as she began to tell me in great detail what she had been up to the previous evening. She was breathing softly against my ear and whispering her story into it as she stroked slowly up and down my stiff cock.
“I had hardly gotten the door closed when he had his hands on my skirt, stroking my nylon-clad legs and kissing my mouth hard, his tongue sliding around inside my mouth. It sent images of what his cock would be doing to me soon; let me tell you, baby, I was dripping wet in seconds!”
My breathing was becoming labored, and I had started to hold my breath in between the labored parts as I waited for her to get to the interesting parts! But Pam, being the tease she was, kept me hanging.
“Then he lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around his body. I could feel that big, hard cock of his through his pants, my skirt, and my pants. God, I wanted it, baby. I wanted it bad! He carried me through to the kitchen and laid me on our table, where he lifted my legs onto his shoulders, ricked my skirt up, and buried his face into my pant-covered pussycat. Oh my God! I almost came on the spot."
"His breath was so hot on my pussycat, and when he pulled my knickers aside and stuck a finger in there, let me tell you, honey, I was in heaven! I could feel my pussyfoot flood with juices and hear him lapping at my labia, sticking his long tongue into my sex, and wiggling a couple of fingers in there at the same time.”
Well, by this point, I was starting to grunt, and my hips were bucking along to the same rhythm as my wonderful, slutty wife’s hand was stroking my rapidly aching, red-hot cock. My balls had disappeared up inside my lower abdomen, and they felt so, so tight up there, and I knew I wasn’t far off coming. Then Pam did something she had never done to me before! She bloody stopped and let go of my cock. I protested “Oh no, fuck, don’t stop!”
But Pam looked me in the eyes and said firmly, while holding me with what I can only describe as a devilishly wicked grin!
“You will come when I say you can come, or I will stop completely! Do you understand my little cuckolded husband?"
“On gawd, yes, baby! yes! Yes, I do!” I moaned.
Within a few moments, my balls had dropped again back to their normal position, and my cock, although not swollen and achingly, remained stiff. Pam returned her hand to the shaft and began stroking me gently again.
“Now where was I? Oh yes, he had his fingers inside my pussycat, didn’t he, and his mouth clamped to it also! ..ah yes! So soon he had me crying out as my first orgasm ripped through me, and I hadn’t even touched that big, beautiful black cock of his, not even a little tracing of it, honey, and there I was, your little slut of a wife, creaming herself on her black bull’s tongue and fingers. What a little slut and whore I am, aren’t I?”
“Yes! Yessss! Oh God, yesss, you are baby, your his slut and mine too!"
I moaned as I felt my cock throbbing to Pam’s delicate touch once again, my ass lifting off the mattress yet again to meet her soft touch as her hand glided up and down my red-hot, rock-hard cock shaft! I could feel copious amounts of pre-cum oozing like a stream from the eye on the tip of my cock, sliding down the shaft over my balls and over Pam’s hand; it just made it even more arousing for me. The more she teased me, the harder and more desperate to cum I became! I could hear my aroused state in the loud grunts and groans I was making. Pam continued.
"Eventually, Adam stood up, his face covered in my love juices, and pulled me upright. I grabbed his head and started to kiss all over his face and his mouth anywhere that I could see or taste myself from. I lapped it up, loving every filthy second of it. Adam then pushed me onto all fours on the kitchen floor, pulled off my blouse, and left my half-cut bra on before ordering me to undo his pants. Oh baby, I could hardly control myself. I was like an overkeen teenager, scrabbling frantically to pull his zipper down and reaching inside to pull what I knew was a wonderfully thick, meaty cock, and on such a young black guy too! I pulled it out, still only semi-erect, and leaning forward, opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue, and began licking the tip, then all over the bulbous knob, sliding it into my mouth and sucking it hard for a few seconds before pulling it out, making a loud ‘pop’ as I did."
"Adam loves the way I suck his cock; did I tell you that, cucky hubby? Oh, I think I just did hee hee!"
Her girly giggles almost made me spurt there and then! but somehow Pam stopped me yet again. I was becoming increasingly frustrated at not being allowed to cum, but just as I was about to moan about it, Pam started teasing my cock again.
“So as I pulled his cock from my mouth, I slid my tongue all over the underside of his cock. Oh, those thick veins and his smell are so powerful, it seems to make me want more and more of it! I sucked, kissed, nibbled, and slobbered all over that cock for ages until finally he grabbed my head and pushed his throbbing, pulsating cock into my mouth, eased it past the back of my throat, and down into my actual throat! I felt my eyes bulge open, my nostrils flare, and I gagged and, not for the first time, panicked as I found it hard to breathe. But Adam, the bastard, kept a firm grip on the back of my head, holding me there as I wiggled around on the kitchen floor, spit oozing past his cock stuffed in my mouth and throat, down my chin, and onto my tits, legs, and floor."
"My eyes had filled with tears from lack of air, yet even then, I desperately wanted him to force more of his cock down my throat rather than pull it out. It was so hard, baby, so fucking hard like a rod of steel, and hot. Oh god, it was so hot that it felt like it was burning in my throat. When he finally pulled it out, I was shaking and gasping for air. Stars were floating around my head as it swam with lack of air! But so help me! I grabbed it between both hands and pulled him back towards my mouth, and like a two-bit tramp, I eagerly stuffed it back into my mouth and looked up at him to plead with my eyes MORE! I want MORE!"
With what Pam had just said, I found quickly that it was too much for me, and with a loud groan, I felt my cock twitch in Pam’s hand. She grabbed it firmly and gave it a couple of hard swift tugs, and I cried out even louder as a huge stream of thick, gooey cum flew from the tip into the air, seemed to hang there for seconds, then landed firmly over my belly, chest, and face. Some even caught Pam in the face, and instead of wiping it off, she used her fingers to scoop it up and greedily lick it off of her fingers into her filthy storytelling mouth! What an absolute slut she had become, but I loved her.
I lay there panting as my cock went soft. Pam smiled wickedly again and said, “I’m not finished yet!”
Instead of leaving, she laid still, telling me to go clean up and come back. I quickly did as I was told and climbed back into bed. Her hand slid down and cupped my balls, and she gave them a little squeeze before grinning and saying “I think there is still some cum in these balls; let's see if I can empty them for you before you go out to work; then you won’t need to play with yourself at work tonight!”
I moaned as I felt her take my cock in hand and begin to peel the foreskin backward and forward as she continued her story of the previous night's events!
“So Adam finally pulled me up, turned me around, and pulled off my skirt to reveal my pink stockings, suspender belt, and already sodden pants. Instead of pulling them right off, he just pulled them down to my knees, told me to spread my legs, and began rubbing his big bulbous head all over my sodden, dripping wet cunt! I had hold of both sides of the table, and believe me, I was panting like a bitch in heat at that point. I knew what was coming, and fuck, I wanted that big black cock so much; nothing else mattered. He pushed two and then three fingers into me all the time, playing with my nipples, pulling, twisting, and stretching them, making me pant like the dog he was!"
"My black stiletto shoes were sliding all over the tiled floor due to the amount of our juices that had dripped onto them, but all that did was make me bend over the table more, my legs slid apart easier, and his cock was starting to slip into your wife’s married slutty pussy darling! Can you imagine how good that felt? Your prim and proper schoolteacher of a wife, bent over our kitchen table for anyone that walked by to see, with her tits on display, her nipples being pulled, and her cunt being filled by a black man young enough to be her son, slipping your wife a nice big black cock into her married pussycat. Can you imagine it, darling?"
"Oooooh, FUCKKKKKING, hell can I! Your fucking right, I can you little whore! You black cock slut you!" I cried out, visually imagining the scenes in my head!
By now, my cock was once again rock hard and even more sore than before. It seemed to be straining to get even harder, bigger, longer, and stretch anyway it could to ease the growing pressure building in it and my aching balls.
"Oh baby, when it started to slide into me, it was wonderful. It filled me up so full, fuller than you ever could, more than our rubber friend could, and I could feel the gnarled veined shaft at the start when he pushed it into me. Once he starts fucking me, I get so wet! I can feel the juices flow out of my pussycat past that rod of iron shaft over my landing strip and my mons, down my thighs and over my feet, as I stood there gripping the table edges as Adam the Bull fucked the living daylights out of your wife! God, I felt like such a filthy slut, a cheap whore, and a tramp, but nothing could stop me from enjoying black cock now, baby! I’d go to the end of the earth to get my fix of the big black cock now! There are just no other cocks like them—well, none I know of anyway!"
"By now, my god Adam was fucking me so hard that the table was sliding all over the floor. My yells, his cries, and our moaning surely must have been heard outside in the street. I’m surprised Mrs. Winters didn’t come around to see what the ruckus was about; you know how nosey that madam can be! Man, that would have been awkward! Hilarious but awkward, especially at work, wouldn’t it be, dear?"
“Mm-mph Uhu! Oh god, yessss! So it would!"
I groaned as my balls began dancing around beneath my wife's manual manipulations of my solid shaft, my ass bouncing on the mattress once again at what surely would be another huge shot. She seemed to sense my impending relief and stopped her administration immediately, grinned at me, and said,
“Not yet, you don’t!”
I groaned to myself as quietly as possible, for despite the lack of release, I was enjoying the buildup, getting me to the point of cumming. Usually, it was as quick as I could beat it out of myself, but this delaying was extremely enjoyable and seemed to create an even bigger amount of pleasurable release when it did occur!
"Anyway, as I was coming down from what seemed like continual orgasms, Adam pulled me off the table, turned me around to face him, and ripped my knickers off one leg, leaving them clinging on around one ankle before he lifted me off the floor before letting me slide down. After some messing around, I felt his cock re-enter my ravaged pussy as I held on with arms around his neck and legs around his waist. I’d never been fucked like that before, and it was amazing. Not only did it feel good as he thrust his hips up into me, but he began walking around with me wrapped around him. He walked into our bedroom like that before plopping me down and ordering me to kneel once again. I soon had his cock back in my mouth, eagerly slavering over that wonderful cock. It must have been good, as he cried out 'Fuck bitch, you keep that up, and I'm going to give you a load you'll never forget.' "
'Yes, please! Give me your cum!' was all I could mumble while greedily feeding my desire to swallow as much of that prime black meat as I could. Eventually, my little cuckold husband, your slut wife was soon laid out on her back in our marital bed, legs spread wide, her dripping wet cunt eagerly awaiting more of Adam’s big black monstrous cock. He looked at me and said firmly as he smirked knowingly at me:
'Guide me in guide my cock into your married cunt for me, Miss Prim and proper teacher!' "
"Well, I grabbed hold of that cock just as he told me and guided it right into where it belongs now! My married pussy! I gasped aloud as it entered me again. I was panting again as he pulled me to the edge of the bed while he pushed forward to spear his cock up into my clasping cunt. My arms wrapped around his neck as I held on for dear life, my shaking legs now encircling his waist, stiletto-clad heels locked together at the small of his back, and my pants still dangling around my ankle. Gasping for air after every thrust, I could only pant like a dog again. In and out slowly, slowly, in and out of my clasping cunt, Adam, the devious bastard, fucked into my dripping wet slit, causing me to cream myself often and regularly. This young man, my lover, my stud, my bull, was giving me the fucking of my life; he was, sorry, far superior in fucking your slutty wife than you ever were! I mean the size of his cock, and especially his expertise in knowing just how to use it. He's just so much better at fucking me like the slut and whore I know I am, and I want to be a baby!”
"Well, by now Adam was fucking the shit out of me, the headboard was banging against the wall, the smell of sex in the room was intense, and the wet, sloppy sounds were ringing around alongside our moans and groans of pleasure as he used that cock to own his slut, your wife, his whore to fuck my brains out! I was like a rag doll, being thrown around atop our bed. He rammed me so full of black cock that I thought it was coming out of my head! I went from one orgasm to another, so many, so fucking many, I lost count."
"His big nigger cock took your wife to heaven, back to earth, and back to heaven again. He fucked my face, my throat, he fucked my tits, he fucked my ass; he came over every part of my body I could think of. He just never seems to empty those big black balls; there are just bucket-fulls of stuff. I mean, baby, I swallowed several loads. He filled my married pussy with another three loads; my bowels held two loads, and my tits had at least another load over them; and it's big, big full loads every time!”
"But honey, the best fuck I got during that amazing fuck session was this one. He had me on my back, my legs bent over my head, and I held them as wide apart as physically possible. My pussy spread wide. My head was up against the headboard, listening to it beat out its staccato beat as he fucked me hard. It was a constant 'thud! thud! thud!' against the wall. He had a hold of my shoulders, his cock plunging in and out full length every time. Every time he thrust into me, my pussycat was being filled to the brim. His huge cock had buried itself so far inside me that I knew he had entered right inside my womb. When he first entered me in that position, he had pushed past my cervix, making me cry out in an absolute mixture of agony and pleasure in equal measures!"
"I could feel the veined shaft rub every single time he entered that place; it was so, so deep inside me, and god darling, my sweetheart, it was fucking brilliant. My pussycat felt as if it were in a constant state of orgasmic bliss. My belly fluttered constantly; my body shook; it shuddered; and my head was just an explosion after an explosion of fireworks. I have never felt so dominated and ecstatic about sex in my life than during that period. It seemed to go on forever!”
As I lay there listening, I could feel Pam’s hand grip my cock firmer and start to get faster as she relayed the story of her infidelity to me, describing each part in wonderful detail that left nothing but nothing to the imagination.
“I thought it couldn't get any better, but every time he shot a load in me, I thought that was it, but every single time he just carried on as if he hadn’t cum at all!! His staying power is something I’d never experienced before, and it was brilliant, baby—absolutely brilliant. He finished me off last night by fucking me up my ass one last time. I know how much you like to hear about that, and I know I hated it before this, but he made me change my mind, sweetie. I love it now. He filled my ass and made me cum just by holding his cock in my ass and making it swell inside me."
"When he came, he pulled out with a very loud “Shlloooppp!” and as soon as he did, I couldn’t stop myself. I was down on my knees, sucking and licking all over that sticky cock, sucking every last drop of cum he had left out of his big black balls. Finally sucking his balls into my mouth and cleaning up all those nasty sticky juices. I know, honey, I’m a filthy little slut, a whore for a big black cock! I just can’t stop myself, baby. I love Adam’s big black nigger cock; I absolutely adore it. I will do anything and everything he asks for without hesitation. I worship that cock baby; I just worship it!"
"By the time he left, darling, I was a wreck! My pussycat, ass, jaw, and throat ached so much I couldn’t move even when the doorbell rang over an hour later! I had the fucking of my life, and he says he isn’t finished yet! I can hardly wait. He says he has a surprise for me next time. Oh, I hope it's not too long, honey. I need his big black nigger cock in your married slut’s cunt as often as possible!”
That was the final straw. It was no use; despite my wife’s best intentions, it was once again the images that flashed through my head that were all too much for me, and with a loud cry, I came again.
“Ohh, I'm there. I'm there. Ooooh FUUUUCCCKKKK! . arrrrgggggghhh! I"'m coming! I'm cumming! Ahhhh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
I heard myself cry out as my aching cock and balls burst. I curled up, drawing my legs into my lower abdomen, almost in a fetal position, because of the ache I felt upon cumming that final time. On that final orgasm of mine, it didn’t shoot so far; this time it oozed out the tip, a weak and very watery load compared to my previous two loads. My whole body shook from one of the most fantastic orgasms I had ever had in my life. I never even got to hear the full story; I had to get up and shower, dress, and go out for my tour of duty as a fireman. But despite all my wife’s efforts, my imagination wouldn’t let me stop, and by three a.m. the next morning, I was in the toilet once again, beating my cock with my fist as hard and fast as I could, imagining everything she had told me and more of what else they might do in the future. Would I get to watch and take part? Or would I have to remain a wishful hidden closet voyeur? I was certain of one thing: there was more to come, and I was not going to miss one little bit of it, not on my watch!!
TBC.
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