Omar is stronger than Daddy

The next day Paul came home from work a little earlier than usual. He immediately noticed how quiet it was in the house. The children were apparently not there. As he stepped into the hallway, he noticed a small scrap of cloth that had apparently been carelessly thrown on the floor. He picked it up and realized with a pounding heart that it was a skimpy pink thong. Its inside was soaked and slippery. At that moment, he heard giggling from the second floor. He went up the stairs and found Omar's bedroom door standing ajar. After a moment's hesitation, he looked through the crack. His wife was lying in Omar's bed, snuggled tightly against his muscular chest. The blanket covered only the lower half of their bodies, and Omar was just gently caressing her beautiful full breasts. On the bedside cabinet, there were three well-filled used condoms.

Laura giggled again, "Fuck every afternoon? Very tempting, but I don't know if I can send the kids somewhere every day. Jonas wasn't that enthusiastic today that I forced him to participate in this trial training. He's more of an introvert, after all."

"Oh, a little more athleticism would do him good," Omar replied.

"You will see; I'll give it to you every afternoon. You're driving me crazy, woman. You awaken the lion in me," he laughed.

Laura giggled and kissed him deeply. Then she kissed his neck, his chest and finally her head moved under the covers.

As hard as it was for Paul to tear himself away, he knew that if they discovered him peeping, it would unnecessarily lead to entanglements. Therefore, he backed away slowly, slipped down the stairs on silent soles, and left the house. Too bad his laptop was in their bedroom. But the two lovers would surely have overheard him opening its door. He drove back to the office and worked for another two hours before heading home.

Later, in bed, Laura openly told Paul how Omar had followed her into the kitchen after lunch. He had stood behind her and had let her feel his wonderful hard cock through the fabric. Then he had whispered in her ear that she should send the children somewhere. Livia had wanted to go to a friend's house anyway; Laura had only asked her to stay longer because Mom had an appointment. As far as Jonas was concerned, there had been a children's jujutsu trial training session that very afternoon. Since the boy was often unable to assert himself when teased in playschool, the sport would certainly do him good by improving his body awareness and self-confidence. That's why, despite his protests, she decided to take him there.

The afternoon with Omar had then been beautiful. In any case, she said, she did not need an additional sports unit today.

Paul pulled out the thong he had found in the hallway that afternoon:

"Look, what I found in the hallway under the shoe cabinet earlier".

"Oh, there it is! I couldn't find it. When the kids were gone, Omar took me right in the hallway. The thong is new. You know I went lingerie shopping this morning," she giggled.

"Hm," Paul said, "in the beginning, a couple wants to do it always and everywhere. The situation is not ideal with the kids being around, of course. But you know, I could well start to spend more alone time with the children."

"You would do that?" asked Laura, amazed but happy.

"Well, sure!"

"You're the best husband in the world," she breathed, throwing herself at him.

She jerked him off briefly and then swung herself on top of him. Paul didn't last long. After only a few seconds, he blew his load into his wife.

"Oh, Paul, pull yourself together!" Laura complained, "or you'll have to wear a condom in the future, too," she added jokingly.

Over the next few weeks, Jonas and Livia could claim to have the most involved and enterprising father in the world. Paul was constantly taking them to the movies, the carnival, trampoline paradise, the zoo, and so on. Since the children wondered why their mother and Omar never came with them, the adults explained that Laura had to finish an important project at work and Omar was studying for school exams.

Paul meanwhile regularly secretly recorded his wife's sexual escapades with Omar and masturbated at every free opportunity. Over time, however, it was no longer enough for him to just see the two of them on the screen. He would have loved to be there.

One evening as Laura was putting the kids to bed, he spoke openly to Omar.

"Laura seems so happy and relaxed lately. You're really doing her good."

"Paul, I think it's great that you're so relaxed about it. I'd probably go crazy with jealousy and crush the other guy's head."

"I just want Laura to be happy. Laura told me how awesome your sex is. ...Honestly, I would very very much like to be there, fuck Laura together with you and see how she gets off with you."

"What? Really? You're freaky, Paul!" exclaimed Omar, "Honestly, I don't think I'd want to. I'd get jealous for sure and who knows what would happen then."

"Hmm, how about in return you get something you've wanted for a long time? If you get tested for STDs beforehand, I'd be all for Laura letting you fuck her without a condom, at least while I'm around. What do you say?"

Omar thought about it for a while but then agreed. Later that night, Paul told Laura about his plan. After a moment of hesitation, she, too, approved of the plan. She was on the pill, so what was going to happen?

The following weekend Paul brought the children to the grandparents' house again, supposedly because he wanted to go to a concert with Laura. Paul cooked, served cocktails and asked Omar to put on some music. The young man didn't take long to oblige, and soon loud Nigerian hip-hop was blasting through the house. Paul encouraged Omar and Laura to dance and it wasn't long before the two were making out in front of Paul with Laura grinding her firm ass against Omar's crotch. Omar began to undress her while Paul sat next to them somewhat indecisively. When Laura was left standing in front of them in only a red lace bra and a thong, she tore herself away from Omar with a sigh, kissed Paul, and rubbed her ass between his legs as well. Then she pulled down his shirt, pants and boxers. In the corner of his eye, Paul saw that Omar had already removed his clothes.

For a moment, Laura's gaze seemed to move back and forth between Paul's comparatively small pale penis, still limp and soft probably due to the stress, and Omar's big and thick black cock, already steel-hard and pointing in the air. She now reached for both cocks and started to jerk them off. Agonizingly slowly, Paul's penis began to harden. Without stopping to jerk Paul off, Laura began to pleasure Omar's testicles: Her tongue played around his balls, she sucked his scrotum and finally licked up to his glans. Then suddenly, and with a guilty smile, she turned to Paul. As if in a trance, he leaned forward and kissed her. She returned his kiss. Her mouth tasted salty and masculine.

She started to also lick Paul's testicles, which he had freshly shaved and washed for the occasion, and she played with the little marbles hidden in his scrotum. Still, it seemed to Paul that she devoted herself to his balls with less enthusiasm and devotion than she had previously with Omar. She also completed the following blowjob rather quickly and routinely. As she then turned to Omar's magnificent cock in anticipation, the young Nigerian suddenly turned away in disgust.

"Um, no Laura, please stay away with your mouth. I can't. Another man's lust fluid has no business on my cock! I am not gay! Also, please don't get any ideas about kissing me on the mouth now or anything."

Laura and Paul looked confused.

"What's the matter, Omar? Calm down, that was the deal," Laura said.

"Yeah, but I just can't do it. I like you too much and it would disgust me to have Paul's smell anywhere on me, sorry Paul, no offense," Omar replied, "You're welcome to continue. Kiss each other. Blow him. But please keep your mouth away from me, Laura. Don't worry, Paul, as long as you keep your wiener away from Laura's pussy, I'm still going to fuck her right, just like you pictured. Without a condom, of course."

Laura looked at Paul questioningly. He wanted to protest at first, but he was just too horny.

"Okay", he said.

Laura smiled. She took her two men by the hand and led them stark naked into their marital bedroom. Without further ado she lay down on the bed and spread her legs provocatively so that both could see her wet shiny hairless pussy.

Then she told Paul, "I'm sorry you can't touch my pussy today, but we'll make up for it. Come on, give me your dick."

She began to lick and suck the small white penis. Paul noticed that she kept her eyes closed.

Briefly, she turned her head and called out, "Omar, my darling, where are you? I need you. My pussy needs you. Please!".

A huge shadow fell over Laura's body, her beautiful face, and Paul's penis as Omar stepped between her legs. With one hand, Omar grasped one of her full breasts while his other hand caressed her pussy. Soon he slid one, then two fingers into her wet pussy, expertly pleasuring her. She moaned, squirmed, and could hardly concentrate on Paul anymore.

"Is that what you want from me?" asked Omar lurkingly, "my fingers?".

"No Omar, give me your cock your beautiful hot big cock is what I want Omar, please put it in me already!" gasped Laura.

"Without a condom?" he asked smirking.

"Yes of course without a condom. We never need to use a condom again now. I want to be able to really feel your cock!"

Without another word, Omar placed his big thick cock between her legs and rubbed it against her clit. Laura gave a pleasurable little whimper. Paul was amazed as now he could watch up close how Omar's bare thick black shaft was sliding inch by inch into Laura's unprotected white pussy. It was beautiful. Suddenly, Laura spit out Paul's penis and moaned continuously. Her eyes were closed as Omar increased his pace and soon was fucking her pussy fast and deep.

"Oh my god, Omar, darling, your cock is even sooo much better this way without a rubber"

Laura seemed to be out of her mind. A few more times she made half-hearted attempts to reach for Paul's penis or take it in her mouth, but instinctively she soon let go of it each time.

She reached out her hands to pull Omar to her, but he replied:

"Sorry, don't come too close to me with your face today. Not after you had his thing in your mouth".

Laura groaned in disappointment and gave Paul a brief annoyed sideways glance before returning into the fucking rhythm of her black stud. For Paul, who had continued jerking his neglected penis on his own, this humiliation excited him too much. He shot his thin load onto the carpeted floor. Neither Omar nor Laura seemed to notice it at all. Paul let himself fall back. His arousal was gone for the moment. He was not feeling well. He was afraid he was starting to feel sick again. Now he had to hang on, even if his now cleared mind was suffering. Soon the sweet veil of horniness would return. And so it did.

Omar, meanwhile, had fucked Laura to her first orgasm of the evening. Thrilled, Paul realized that at the moment of her climax, a short gush of clear fluid squirted from her twitching pussy.

"You squirt?" Paul asked once she had calmed down a bit.

"Yes, with Omar I squirt most of the time by now, actually. I didn't know that was possible for me before either... as I didn't know about so many things."

She looked at Omar with a loving smile. Omar turned on his back and pulled Laura onto his huge well-trained body. She mounted his cock without hesitation and began to ride him. Omar fondled her breasts, then grabbed her ass and began to lift Laura's body up and down. Both of them now completely ignored Paul, who was sitting on the floor and had started jerking off again. After some time, when Laura had come again, Omar, without pulling his cock out of her pussy, grabbed her ass and lifted her petite body effortlessly. She lovingly embraced his muscular back and spread her legs. Omar now fucked her standing up with powerful thrusts for several minutes.

"Okay baby. This is it, here comes my load. Now I'm going to make you my woman!"

He laid Laura backward on the bed.

"Yes, shoot it all in me! I finally want your load in my pussy, we've been waiting so long. Shoot in me, darling!"

During these words, Laura, too, began to orgasm again. She rolled her eyes, her pussy twitched, and she moaned loudly as Omar began pumping luscious amounts of his potent thick cum into her pussy with deep pleasurable thrusts. By this time Paul had already come again, shooting an even smaller thinner squirt of his sperm on the bedroom floor. Omar remained inside Laura for quite a while before they finally let go of each other.

"Paul, honey, what are you doing on the floor?" asked Laura now. "Come to bed."

Paul complied. Although Omar looked a bit grim, Paul lay down next to Laura and lovingly embraced her soaking wet sexy body. He saw a stream of Omar's thick cum running out of her pussy. Since she didn't seem to mind, he refrained from handing her a tissue. She kissed Paul and he snuggled up to her.

But the cozy mood did not last long.

"Sorry Paul, I hope you had fun tonight, but I just find it too weird like this. I'm sorry to have to say this, Laura, but one of us two men has to go now. If that's what you want, I'll be glad to go over to my room. Or else, Paul, you go and we'll continue here after a little break, Laura my darling. ...But before that, I would ask you to wash your mouth thoroughly and brush your teeth."

Laura looked like a beaten dog, "Um, yes, well I'm sorry Omar but ...Paul is my husband.... and..."

At that second Paul interrupted her, "Oh nonsense, sweetheart. I'm tired anyway and I don't want to ruin your evening here. I have no problem at all with going down to the couch and resting my eyes there."

Before Laura could protest, he rose and kissed her goodnight.

"Have fun, you two lovebirds," he added with a wink and left the room.

Shortly after, Paul heard the water running into the sink in the bathroom. Apparently, Laura was actually brushing her teeth to get rid of his smell.

After that night, Paul noticed that Omar now seemed to regard Laura as "his woman" with great naturalness. The very next day, to Paul and Laura's great astonishment, he sat down in Paul's place next to her on the couch and put his arm around her slender waist. She seemed irritated and moved away from him a little.

"Omar you can't do that. The kids will be here soon," she murmured.

Paul, driven by a sudden inspiration, said: "Or else... we simply explain to them that mommy now has two husbands. That actually might be the most honest and best way to handle this. Otherwise, at some point they will surely catch you in the act and then the damage would be much bigger. I'm sure we can explain it to them in such a way that it becomes normal and natural for them. What do you think?

Laura hesitated, "Do you really think so? Are you sure?"

"Yes 100%", Paul answered.

"Okay then...", Laura nodded.

When the children came into the living room a few minutes later, Paul told them that mommy and daddy had to explain something to them: As they knew, mommy liked Omar a lot. In fact, she liked him that much, that mommy and daddy had decided that Omar would come to be mommy's second husband, and thus their second daddy. Two daddies, who would both play with them, do activities with them and take care of them. Wouldn't that be great? And for mommy, it would, of course, also be a great thing to have two husbands. Therefore, the children should not be surprised if, in the future, mommy would sometimes spend time in Omar's room or if Omar would sit next to her on the couch.

"The most important thing is that we love you and all of us very very much."

The children listened with interest and wonder.

"Come on, let's all hug each other," Paul said and the new larger ****** joined in a big hug.

The children seemed excited and happy. "Great, two daddies! Can we call you daddy too then, right Omar?" asked Livia.

"Sure, kiddo, if you like," he answered with a smile.

Over the next few weeks, many things changed. Unfortunately, in reality, there was no fair "splitting" of Laura, as Paul had imagined. Laura now slept openly in Omar's room most nights, which was why they had bought a large kingsize bed for the room. Paul and Laura tried to go out together as a couple at least once a week: go out to dinner, to the theater, to a concert, or to the movies. Unfortunately, they managed to do this less and less frequently. When they did, the atmosphere was still very intimate and loving, just like before. But unfortunately, it did not last long. At home, to Paul's annoyance, Omar behaved more and more clearly as the head of the ****** and Laura, as if under an erotic spell, complied with Omar's dominant masculinity and played along. Omar greeted Laura with a kiss every morning, drove the car when the ****** went somewhere, naturally sat in Paul's place at the dining table and on the couch where he cuddled with Laura, and now sometimes even in the presence of the children pulled her up to the second floor with him, where the two of them would then "cuddle very sweetly," as Paul explained to them. Omar even made sure that pork was now permanently banned from the dinner table.

Meanwhile, Laura had sex with Paul less and less frequently. A few days after the failed threesome, Laura had asked Paul if he would mind wearing a condom during sex. Omar had made a big deal about not wanting to put his cock unprotected into Laura's pussy if there was a risk of pushing into residues of Paul's cum.

Paul found this request humiliating on the one hand, but on the other hand, the feeling excited him and so he agreed. Laura was very relieved. Since they didn't have a condom in the bedroom, she jerked him off that night. From that time onwards, that happened much more often than that they would actually have had sex. Omar would have preferred it anyway if Laura wasn't sleeping with Paul at all anymore. But this was out of the question, she said.