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My white wife is having a black babyMary and I had been married for about 10 years at the time this story takes place. We were quite happy, and apart from the odd row, got on just famously. I worked a lot, including weekends away, but I didn’t worry too much for Mary because she had lots of friends and activities to keep her occupied.Anyway, one summer evening I returned home. It was about eleven at night: I’d been out on a business trip across state. That morning, I’d promised Mary a night out at the theatre, but I was returning late because the deal took longer than I expected to fix, far too late for Mary and I to make the night worthwhile. I’d spoken to Mary on the phone a few hours earlier; she seemed okay with the postponement of the theatre. I also told her that if I was very late, I might stay overnight in a motel and come home the next day.I eventually reached home, and driving my car into the driveway, I saw the teen from down the block bikein the yard. I’m not naturally the suspicious sort, andI didn’t immediately think anything more about the bike, since Mary often has friends over to keep her company, especially if I’m working in the evening.I entered the house, and wandered over to the kitchen, and took a drink of water. Mary was nowhere to be found. Nor were her friends. Having wandered briefly around most of the ground floor, I walked upstairs, expecting that Mary was in the bedroom, perhaps showing her friends some girly things. As you’ll soon see, I was right about the bedroom part.So, after first checking the bathroom, I made for the bedroom, calling out Mary’s name. Then I saw them. Mary’s clothes, lying on the floor. I recognized the red top she’d been wearing when I’d left that morning. Her top was accompanied by her skirt, her socks, her bra, and her panties. And right beside them, a pair of boxer shorts. They weren’t my boxer shorts.Surprisingly, I didn’t find myself particularly angry. I hadn’t expected to come home to find this, but now that I had, I found myself considering the positive aspects of my wife being naked in my bedroom with another man. Indeed, I found myself somewhat turned on.Walking quietly over to the bedroom door, I placed by ear gently against it. I heard no words being spoken, but the repetitive squeaking of the springs in our marital mattress was pretty unmistakable.Slowly, I canlı bahis pushed the door open, and entered. In front of me was the absolute pinnacle, the sexiest of all sights. Mary was on the edge of the bed, completely naked, facing away from me, on her hands and knees. Behind her the black teen from down the block, . Completely naked too, he also faced away from me. His ass was in motion, slowly but rhythmically, pulling first backwards, and thrusting then forwards; on each forward stroke, my wife jolted forwards in time with the slap of his balls against her skin. Her pert breasts bounced in time with the thrusts, causing beads of sweat to drip from her erect nipples onto the bed.I stood for a long moment, watching the sexual engagement continue, and his thrusts, at first long and slow, become quicker and shorter, before I let out a small, intentional cough. Both their heads span around at once, and after settling on me, both their eyes became wide. The teen’s ass pulled sharply backwards, and he turned around to face me. My first glance took me to my wife’s pussy, freshly revealed. Her pussy lips were stretched very wide, engorged, I suppose, by their recent cock-encounter; her hole was dark, terribly inviting, and so absolutely flooded with pussy juice that her sexual arousal must have been great indeed. I then glanced at the black boy. Tall and dark haired, I could see why she would be attracted to him. Looking down, standing proud in front of his well-toned body, I saw the reason her snatch had been stretched so wide: a broad, 10 inch pole, he was fucking her bare back, his long dick was shimmering with the passion he and Mary had just been sharing, and pulsating, having prematurely removed from the cunt of my wife.My wife’s mouth was open, either in a gasp of shock, or an attempt to speak, I suppose. I spoke first. “Why don’t you carry on?” said I, quite simply. The look of shock on the face of my wife continued uninterrupted, but a large of obvious twitch of the boy’s huge erect willy showed that he’d have little problem acquiescing to my request. “Please, carry on,” I continued, “but,” said I, gesturing to the boy’s groin.The black boy cocked his head at me, perhaps unsure of my sincerity, revealed was a giant pink cock head, and a long smooth shaft, with the occasional veiny ripple on its surface. Mary had told me previously bahis siteleri that a plastic-wrapped cock was wonderfully pleasant, but nothing beat the feeling of the skin of a naked penis, thrusting and stretching inside her. Looking again at the Boy’s blade, I was doubly sure that Mary would love it.In no time at all, the black boy was positioning himself once again behind my wife. His large left hand clutched his yet larger cock, wanking slowly, while rubbing the now-naked pink tip of his knob along the length of my wife’s crack. After a few moments of this rubbing, and coating himself with plenty of Mary’s ever increasing lubrication, he offered up his cock to her tunnel, his wide tip plugging perfectly the gaping maw of her sex. Mary’s lips at once parted, and as he eased slowly forward, were soon completely smothering his tip.Mary’s face, which up until now had maintained that same veneer of shock, dropped back into a state of ecstasy, even more intense than that in which it had been immersed when I first entered the room. Her eyes closed, and she let out a soft, prolonged groan as the black boy’s tip pushed further and further inside her, and the smooth, veiny ripples of his long shaft tickled her pussy lips on the journey into her tunnel.Very soon, they were making hot, fast love again, and I’m sure both completely forgot that I was in the room. For my part, I quickly found my own cock in my hand, and I wanked away at myself as the teen pumped away vigorously at my wife’s cunt.Mary was not usually vocal during lovemaking, but she became loudly so as she approached her orgasm, that, stretched massively as she was, was incredibly intense. In the race to climax, the boy was not far behind her. While Mary moaned loudly, and her body bucked wildly, in the throes of sexual ecstasy, his low, soft grunts became more forced, and his fierce expression told me that he was indeed, right at that moment, emptying himself into the pussy of my gentle wife Lucy.As the motion slowed, and the lovers in front of me relaxed, I felt my own excitement building and quickly moved forward to the bed. The boy, for his part, withdrew quickly and moved aside. There was not enough time for me to push myself inside Mary, even if I’d wanted to: I came very quickly and fired a few small viscous jets of white spunk over the swollen red pussy bahis firmaları lips before me.By the time I looked around me again, the boy had made his escape. I never saw him again. I do not know if Mary ever did.In any case, in this one session, the boy had obviously well filled Mary; for very soon, much more cum than I had produced was gathered at the portal within Mary’s mound. I reached forward, and massaged the mingled love juices, mine, his and Mary’s, back inside her dripping hole. Mary moaned, half in pleasure, half in protest, at this new manipulation. Right then, I was happy to have, perhaps, pleased her further. With this action though, unwittingly, I had added my seed to the pool. I asked Mary how did she end up fucking the black teenSo told me that he was riding his bike around when she Came from shopping and asked her if she needed some help.That once inside of the house the boy kept making passes atHer. She told me that she was already horny as hell. That when she feltThe bugle in his pants she had to fuck him. They had been fucking since Noon that day. I her my slut wife to go find the teen so I could watchThem fuck again. About an hour later she was back with him. Once garage door closedThey were kissing in the car. I came out and told the teen that everything wasCool and he didn’t have to run off this time. I couldn’t wait any longer. I wanted To see them fuck in the car, They got in the back seat. My wifeWas already wet and the black teen’s dick was standing at full attention.I told him to shot a huge load in her for me. I enjoyed fucking her pussy With a load of your cum in it. In five minutes that boy filled up her married pussy.My God the load was huge. I don’t know what made he kiss her pussy first but I didAnd it tasted good. When I stuck my rock hard dick inside of my wife, she gave meAn odd look. I asked her if there was a problem. Mary said “ you feel bigger than normal.The black teen was standing there rubbing his dick over the top of us whileWe fucked. The rest of the day the both of us took turn shooting loadsInto my sexy wife. Every time the black boy shot a load in her I lickedHer pussy clean. Mary and I would share a kiss as I held a load of his cum in myMouth. And when a few months later Mary announced her first pregnancy, I found myself desperate to believe that the c***d I was to raise was my own, clinging eagerly to the sorry hope that the few meagre drops of wank-sperm that I pushed finger depth inside my wife somehow outperformed the globs that her stud lover had blasted deep within her.King Hut

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