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Jane's Cuckold

My name is Roger, forty four next birthday and although I'd always
fantasized about seeing my wife making love with another man, I really
wasn't prepared for it to happen in my own backyard so to speak.


My wife is an amiable and willing lover; fifteen years younger than I
but had never shown any signs of real, wild passion or any sense of
adventure, when making love, and the strongest word I would have used to
describe our sex life was 'nice'.


Let me describe Jane. She?s an adorable little petite blonde with a nice
figure which she?d tried her hardest to disguise behind shapeless
clothing, even though I'd tried to persuade her to be proud of it and
show it off. Her perfect, large breasts stand proudly, without any need
of support, and are topped by the longest nipples I've ever seen.

They are very sensitive and she had always stopped me when I got carried
away and wanted to suck them into my mouth like a baby. Her waist is
deeply indented, which makes her pouting bottom even more pronounced.
She'd always complained about her bottom being too big but believe me it
is one of the most sensual one I've ever seen and just the sight of it
always gets me aroused.


Her face is lovely, even though most of the time it bore a severe
expression, but when she smiles it lights up and makes one feel happy
just to be with her. She carries herself very regally and people, who
don't know her, think she's stuck up but really she's rather shy and
tries to disguise it behind an air of aloofness.


Enough of my bragging and lets get down to that night when it all changed.


An old college friend named Grant, whom we both liked very much, turned
up on our doorstep bearing three bottles of chilled wine. He was on
leave from his job in Kenya.

Grant is a tall slim black man. He never married. He always had a thing
for the white ladies when we were in college. Jane met him at our
wedding when he flew in for the occasion

As we caught up with each other's news we drank the wine and, by the
third bottle, for the first time since I?d known her Jane got really
smashed. From being a reserved, cool lady she became a flirty, giggly vamp.


She was slumped in an armchair, opposite Grant and I, and I suddenly
realized that her legs were spread apart, and, because the skirt was
hiked way up her strong thighs, I could see all the way up to her
panties. If I could see everything so could Grant I realized!


I looked at him and saw that indeed his eyes were glued to the sexy
spectacle of thick strands of pubic hair framing the narrow gusset. She
soon became aware of our scrutiny and, to my immense surprise, instead
of closing her legs and pulling her skirt down she started to giggle and
opened them even wider so that the skirt was now wrapped round her hips
leaving her legs completely bare.


As I continued staring at her crotch I noticed that the gusset of her
panties had become very wet which made it almost transparent so that one
could see a hint of pink amongst the blonde of her pubic curls as the
material sank partly between the lips.


The sexy sight made me tremendously randy and I had to adjust my
erection, which was bulging against the front of my trousers. I nearly
burst out laughing when I caught Grant doing the same thing simultaneously


My demure wife said something about it being stifling and staggered to
her feet and, as I watched boggle-eyed, she somehow managed to slip out
of her dress. Although she was swaying, and her eyes were unfocussed,
she stood there in her modest set of M & S underwear like a queen. She
looked so sexy because of the lushness of her figure contrasted so
lewdly with her plain panties.


I couldn't believe what I was seeing as she reached behind her back,
fumbled for sometime, then, as I continued watching astounded by what
was developing, the bra slid down her arms and her fabulous full breasts
bounced into view. The nipples were fully erect and, as I have
previously mentioned, they are as long and as thick as the first joint
of my thumb.


Besides me I heard Grant gasp as my wife cupped her breasts, kneading
the globes as she pulled on those extraordinary nipples with her
fingertips. I was speechless and rooted to the sofa; but Grant stood up
and asked Jane if she needed any help.

She giggled and, turning her back to us, said that it would be nice if
he helped her take her panties off. I was still struggling with the
import of her words as I watched him sinking down to his knees, behind
her, and hooking his fingers into the waistband and, with one swift
motion, he yanked them down all the way to her ankles.


Supporting herself with one hand on the table she lifted her feet, one
by one, and daintily stepped out of her panties leaving them in a heap
on the carpet. Save for her high heels she was naked! She turned around
to face us. Grant was still on his knees and his hands immediately
grasped her bouncing breasts and shaped one of them so that ho could
take the huge nipple between his lips.

She moaned and her fingers gripped the back of his neck as he sucked the
nipple and a great deal of her boob into his mouth, something she'd
always stopped me from doing. She had her eyes closed and I'd never seen
an expression of such ecstasy on her face before as he nibbled and
sucked the teat forcefully. He switched his attention to the other
breast leaving the first one glowing redly with its huge nipple swollen
to an even more extraordinary size.


I just sat there, with a lump in my throat and one in my trousers
absolutely fascinated and excited by what was happening a few feet in
front of me and hardly believing that one of my deepest fantasies was
coming true.


	

I watched, without blinking, as one of his black hands traveled up her
inner thighs and the fingers combed through the curly hair to expose her
pussy lips. They were moist and swollen and it only took the merest
touch for them to peel apart of their own accord. My cock was twitching
like crazy and butterflies fluttered in my stomach as I watched Grant's
fingertips tightly brushing up and down the exposed slit, smearing the
oozing love juice over the folds before concentrating on the small love
button, which had popped into view.


I'm sure that if she had not been holding on to him she would have
collapsed as he smeared her own love juice in the nubbin before he
pinched it between two fingers while continuing to suck on her nipples.
She was moaning and whimpering and her lush body was shaking all over.


I'd never seen so aroused and just sat looking stunned by what was
happening!


Her head went back, her eyes were closed, and from her throat came a
deep animal noise and I realized that Grant had brought her to a huge
climax; something she'd never experienced before except when being
penetrated by my cock.


I was jealous as hell, but at the same time over the moon, as her body
shook and drool ran down her chin while love juice foamed around my
friend's twirling fingers as they reamed deep inside her pussy.


	

He stood up and, without looking at me, took his clothes off revealing a
swollen and angry-looking cock which was dribbling and jerking with
every heartbeat.


On reflection, I think I made some form of move to interfere at that
time, but it was to no avail as he led her back to the chair and,
turning her around, made her bend from the waist so that her gorgeous
bare bottom was pointing in the air and her head rested on folded arms.
I could see just how wet and open her sex was, as he guided the head of
his large black cock between the spread lips.

With a flick of his hips he buried the entire length of his hard, meaty
black pole into my wife?s pussy. She grunted, her dangling tits swung
furiously from side to side, and immediately she pushed her bottom back
to meet his thrusts as he started to fuck her in earnest.


I sat there stroking my cock as I watched my friend fuck my wife in
front of me. It was obvious that she loved every moment. It was weird
but frankly immensely exciting.


	

She howled as her second climax hit her. He continued to fuck her, while
she screamed the place down as her body shook violently. I saw his
backside clench and he grunted and I knew that he was pumping his black
African sperm deep inside my wife's pussy. She gave every indication
that she was also orgasming again at the same time as he was flooding
her pussy with his spunk.


Then he pulled back and his sticky-looking black prick slipped out, with
a loud popping sound. I gaped at the sight of her open, pink pussy
dribbling his spunk so that it hung down in a long silvery loop,
glistening in the light; between her spread legs.

She made no move to straighten up and just stayed bent over lewdly
displaying her flooded pussy. It was so obscene that it overcame my
paralysis. I leapt up and, getting rid of my clothes, I gripped her hips
fiercely and slammed my hard cock all the way into her squelching pussy.
It felt weird having my cock coated with another man's spunk and the
lewdness of it caused me to go overboard.

It only took about five strokes before I added my load of spunk to his.
When I'd completely finished unloading my spunk I pulled my cock out and
stepped back. It was like watching a miniature waterfall as the blend of
his and my sperm spilled out and ran down her legs or hung in long strands.


To my surprise Grant was sporting another hard-on and, pushing me aside,
he plunged it back into her pussy; forcing more spunk to bubble out of
it. It was the lewdest sight that I'd ever seen. I watched a collar of
foamy spunk form at the base of his black cock.


I felt my prick twitch in response as his hard cock pumped in and out of
her grasping pussy, forcing more and more sperm to bubble out. She came
so many times that I lost count. That night Jane acted like a raving
nymphomaniac, urging us on and vocalizing her many orgasms as we took
turn fucking her.


The whole situation was so surreal that instead of being jealous that
Grant was giving her so much pleasure I encouraged him to fuck her even
harder as I rested and waited for my cock to get hard again.

I don't know how long that wild session lasted but I was exhausted while
Grant and Jane were still devouring each other. My last sight of them,
before I went to bed, was my wife sitting on his lap hurtling herself up
and down his black cock like a woman possessed.


I woke up, when she slipped into bed and cuddled against me, as she told
me how he had talked her into sucking his cock, something she had never
done before, and how he had fucked her in various exotic positions she'd
never known existed but had embraced with all the fervour of a convert.


Later, when we discussed it, she confessed that when she got drunk she
couldn't control her sexual urges and that's why she normally never
drinks because she's ashamed of her lusty sexuality. She asked my
forgiveness and I pointed out that I'd been there and could have stopped
it happening and that it was as much my responsibility as hers.


Well, things have changed now for the better and, whenever we feel like
a torrid session, we finish one or two bottles of wine then fuck
ourselves stupid. She will do absolutely anything and often comes up
with weird variations she wants to try out.

She's taken to cock-sucking like a duck to water and can't seem to get
enough and is always fishing my cock out of my trousers so that she can
practice. I spend hours sucking those extraordinary nipples. She also
now dresses to please me and her many male admirers.


Before going hark to Kenya Grant came round for another night of lust
and revelry and I experienced the thrill of seeing my wife sandwiched
between Grant and I, with my cock deep in her bottom while his black
cock was wedged all the way up into her pussy.


I wonder whether her sexual appetite will change after the birth of our
baby?


I have no idea who the father is and I don?t really care as I will love
it as my own anyway. I do look forward to suckling those amazing nipples
when she starts to lactate.


	

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