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Cucked by my wife Karen and her black bull Clay

Today is Thursday, April 8, 2021. My name is Robert. I am married to a beautiful woman, and I run my own construction company. I have 33 employees that depend on me and the decisions I make each day. This is the first side of me. I am a bastard of business man, that will get the job done, and get it done right. I run my company with an iron thumb on the head of expectations with a cold heart. Do your job correctly or I will find someone that will, it's business.

The second side of me is that I am a normal loving husband that has a great relationship with my beautiful wife Karen. We have normal sex, make love frequently and we can get a bit kinky after hitting some good weed. But then occasionally, I have a need none of this fulfills. My third side, that has little ego, no need to be an alpha guy, no need to control anyone or any situation.

In the bedroom, for whatever reasons, I occasionally desire to be a submissive, a cuckold. And I'd not have it differently even if I could change what turns me on. It's more mental than physical. We don't choose our turn on's. They just are what they are and you either get it, or you don't. Now after securing my newest contract today, all I could think of is my beautiful wife Karen, fucking her big black bull, Clay. The perfect end to a good day.

I get home and Karen is plating dinner. She smiles and says a cheerful hi and hugs me. I look at dinner and say “damn you can cook, baby”. She pours some wine for us while I quickly change into bum cloths and rush back to the table. Karen is wearing an orange tank top, no bra and tennis shorts. She'd look hot in a potato sack. Her sexiness drives my desire to see Karen take Clay's thick nine and a half inches even further. But there is dinner and conversation, we are civilized, after all.

About half way through dinner I ask, “What do you think about, asking Clay over tonight”. Karen smiles and looks a tad devilish then replies “Sure, be fun. I can tell you have been a tad stressed over the last few days, be good for us both”. Karen picks up her phone and pushes one number. “Clay, Karen.. fine and you? ..Great. Would you like to come over tonight, say around eight?...yes, sure, okay then, we will see you about eight, bye”. She sits her phone down saying “Eight it is”.

Seven o'clock rolls around and Karen and I are in the shower together. Her soapy body feels and and looks sexy all wet and soapy. Nice handfuls of firm breast, tight little bubbly butt and long brown hair. At 39 she looks 22 and her petite frame stands a short 5' flat, packed in a hundred pounds of, damn. Her pussy is a magnificent shaved work of art and I playfully lather soap on her smooth mound and listen to her breath go deep. God bless laser hair removal.

Her soapy hand strokes my 6.5 hard inches as we kiss while lathering each other up. She bends over and takes my hard dick into her mouth and it disappears fully from sight. I moan and cup her 34c breast in my hand. Her tongue plays about on my cock's head before she stands up and kisses me again. “Best get out of here and get ready, it's seven thirty already” she says.

I put on some loose white poplin pajama pants and similar shirt then make a nice scotch on the rocks and sink into my easy chair. I chill and hit some weed while Karen gets ready. I've had a semi since the shower in anticipation of what lies ahead. I finish my drink and begin to pour a second when the door chimes. Thirty minutes just disappeared.

I open the door and Clay says “Hello, Mr. Smith”. No, not my real name. Clay is a big guy, same height as me at 6' flat. But Clay is thick, muscular and his skin is the color of lightly creamed dark roast coffee. He is a dark, very brown skinned black man with a shaved head. He is always polite and refers to Karen and I as Mr or Mr's “Smith”, until the game is afoot.

Clay, works for himself, an independent home modeling contractor. Karen wanted her closet redone with a bench and shelves for her shoes and cloths. Clay's quality of work checked out good so, we hired him for the job.

When he first stepped into her closet, he could not miss the four 30” prints of Karen naked on the walls. “Wow,, that's beautiful photography” he commented. I tell Clay, my company has a need for the highest quality photography and after buying a thirty two thousand dollar Hasselblad camera, I needed to get my money's worth any way I can. “Worth every penny, Mr. Smith” Clay smiles.

As the closet project progressed, I'd often tease Clay, saying if he did not stare at my naked wife all day he would get done a lot faster. “She can be a pleasant distraction”, he laughed. By the time the closet was finished, we'd learned a lot about Clay and him of us, including his taste for white women and the conversation of my desire to try cuckolding had also been discussed in length. I'd say that was a form of self therapy for me. Admission.

Our dialogue was enlightening to each of us. I'd never tried cuckolding, nor had Clay been in the roll of a bull, and Karen was just processing it all. She'd never been unfaithful, never been with a black man, and not certain how she'd feel in the role as hotwife, and not sure how she'd feel in such a dominant roll, but once the closet was finished, we agreed that if we wanted to try someday, we were all three in.

Karen and I have an honest relationship. Sometimes the truth can hurt, but mostly the truth opens doors, and our pillow talk, over many weeks had turned the knob on the door of hotwife and cuckolding. I found a story written by a cuckold. He went into much detail about all the things his wife and her bull did to him. As I read this cuck's story I realized, for most part, his story was exactly describing what I felt I needed. I gave the story to Karen, and that was her education about cuckolding. I think it was better than trying to explain my odd desire fully. So, we invited Clay to dinner one evening and Karen presented the story to Clay, and it was not long before we had our first encounter, and I became a “cuck”.

It could be a fragile endeavor if the bull and hotwife were not compatible. It would not work for me if my wife did not enjoy fucking the guy. She has to enjoy the act or it simply cannot work. It is the ultimate role play. Real sex is involved, harsh words spoken, humiliation to some point, belittling and when it's over, you are who you are again. It is a live action role play involving real sex and everyone must be on board and feel good about themselves when it's done, or it would be an epic failure. This will be Clay's fifth time visiting as Karen's bull. We all three, derive something good from our play time.

“Come in Clay, glad you could make it. Would you like a drink” I say to our guest. “Sure, a bourbon” Clay says, and settles into the sofa. “Karen should be about ready, we had to shower and all”. “No problem Mr. Smith, I have nothing but time and patience he laughs.” I hand him his drink, and we tip glasses, cheers. Clay and I have a very sound respect for each other.

After a few minutes Karen enters the social room. She is dressed to kill. White see through bra, white thong panties, garter and white stockings with a see through nightie that dr*pes over her to just below her butt and white heels with a black dog collar around her neck. “Wholly Molly, Mrs. Smith, you're going to give me heart attack” Clay says with a big smile.

“Gorgeous, baby. I like the collar, that's new” I say. “Yes, I thought my little outfit needed some color. Do you like, Clay” Karen asks. “Oh yea, I like it. Just the perfect touch. You always look, beautiful, Mrs. Smith. “Well I'm ready if you two see anything that interest you” Karen teases with a little bounce that jiggles her breast invitingly. We both quickly say how badly we are ready. She is a stunning little sexy package.

Our role play begins when Karen says “Let's begin”, and it ends when she says “Game over.” It may sound odd, but we agreed because it is a role playing event, there needs to be a clear beginning and an end, so there would not be any confusion of someone not into the role and someone else was.

“Finish your drinks guys” Karen says. Clay and I tip glasses again and down the last of our drinks then set our glasses down. Karen walks over to me, her breast peaking hard nipples against the thin fabric. She bends down and kisses me softly on the lips then stands up and runs her hands across her breast firmly. “Let's begin”, she says with a confident tone.

Clay rises from the sofa and steps behind my wife. He stands a foot taller and much broader. She looks smaller than when I'm with her, but then I only get this view of us from a photograph. He reaches around her and cups both of my wife's breast in his sizable hands. Karen smiles, placing her hands over his, encouraging the mauling of her flesh. He kisses her neck and slides his left hand down her body and across her panty. His hand hides her thong fully.

“What the hell, you looking at” Clay says to me. I look down. “He's horny, I suppose, but really, who cares” my wife says. “Your so beautiful, I need to get you into the bed room” Clay tells my wife. “Thought you'd never ask” Karen replies.

They exit across the room and I begin to stand when Karen halts and ask, “where the fuck, do you think your going?” I sit back down and answer “No where, ma'am”. “Jesus, what's with him” Karen questions as they continue into the bedroom and push the door to as they enter. I pour a drink. I crack a smile, I feel great, my cocks hard. The bourbon burns on the way down.

The door is always left ajar, so about ten minutes later, I make my way down the hall and peek beyond the one inch gap between the door and jam. Our bedroom is fair sized, still two candles illuminate the room just enough to highlight their bodies nicely. Clay is towering over my wife who is on her knees with nine and a half inches of black cock in her mouth. I look down and see a six and a half inch tent pitched in my bottoms. I wonder if I'm harder than him.

My love, is sucking as much of his thick cock into her mouth as she can and fist the rest of his meat with her right hand. Her left hand cradles his baseball sized nut sac. Karen makes me feel like I have no body when she gives me head, I feel like I'm all cock, being sucked into heaven. She gives the best oral I've ever had. I wonder if she makes Clay feel the same when she sucks his long fat cock. I watch her, sucking another man's cock and my own throbs. I have the best wife.

After a bit of what seemed like cock worship, Karen stands up and Clay kisses her on the neck while removing her nightie. He steps behind her and settles his cock against her back as he lifts her bra up and off her body, then takes each one into his big hands. The contrast of his blackness against her fair white flesh is so vivid. He kisses my wife's neck again while his thumbs hook into the elastic of her thong and slides it to the floor. She is stunning.

Karen is feeling it, I can see the look on her face and can tell she is wet and ready. She glances towards the door. It's left ajar intentionally both for her comfort and for the game. She smiles, then is back into her role as a hotwife.

She reaches behind her and grasp Clay's wide cock, strokes it slowly and glances at the door one more time. She grins slightly then turns and lays back onto the bed. Clay gets slowly onto the bed and his hands seem even blacker against her white stockings as he spreads her knees wide. He lowers himself onto the bed and puts his face into my wife's crotch. “Cuck, get in here”, I hear my wife demanding my presence. I knock, then enter. Karen's hands are on Clay's shaved head and he is sucking on her clit. She has a wonderful clit, just the right size to find easily and feel it get hard on both tongue and fingers. A perfect orgasm trigger.

I approach the bed and answer, “Yes, ma'am”. She ignores me. “God that feels so good” Karen tells Clay. “That's how a real man goes down on a woman” my wife says while slowly beginning to hump her hips up and down on Clay's face. Karen is very multi-orgasmic and comes easily if treated right. While Karen did say he was not the best at oral, he does get the job done. He makes up for it with his ability to fuck her with his anaconda cock.

I can tell Karen is close to coming. “Lean over here, Cuck, get your lips on mine. You need to feel what it's like when a real man makes a woman cum” She demands. “Yes ma'am” I say. I lean over and we kiss. It may be role play, but her kisses are real. She speaks against our lips, her breath panting into my mouth. “He's eating my pussy so good”. Her lips are soft and her tongue darts into my mouth a brief second then says softly “I'm about to cum”. Clay's munching on Karen's clit is paying off, I can hear the sounds of his slurps on her vulva. Her body tightens and begins to quiver a little.

“Fuck, I'm cumming” she pants into my mouth. I can feel her mouth open and gasp out as her orgasm takes hold of her body “Ahhh, ah, ahhh god” her words bounce into my mouth. She cums pretty hard. I know more is to come and she will orgasm harder. Karen will also get a little more vocal and dirty as the evening progresses, always does. Clay made my wife cum and I have a hard on. Her body relaxes and goes nearly limp.

“Now, get off me, Cuck” Karen says and lightly pushes me away. “That's how a real man pleases a woman, not that you can learn how. God you're so useless” she moans. “Just stand there and shut up” she adds as Clay eats her pussy into another orgasm. I stand near and watch my wife's body tense up again, then with an audible “Fuck”, she jerks as her second orgasm takes over. Her little body quivers, goose bumps rise and she collapses, goes limp, unlike my dick. I love watching my wife cum.

Karen takes a deep breath as Clay raises up from my wife's pussy. His lips are coated with her juices and he looks at me. “What the fuck. His little peter is stiff, look at it poking up “ Clay announces. Karen rolls her head my way. “How pathetic, like he has a chance” she says.

Clay moves between my wife's legs. His cock swaying to and fro. That's a big ass cock I think to myself. It's hard for me to grasp that long thick cock will fit into my wife's tight little pussy. But it does, and I've watched him trash her tight white pussy as he calls it, on four occasions now. Damn, I'm so hard with anticipation.

I recall the first time Karen seen Clay's cock. Her hand snaked into his trousers then her eyes grew as big as his ball bag when she made first contact. After the initial shock she looked to me and said, “he's big. Really big”. But then she smiled. She fished his cock out into a view and I was take aback by the over all scene. Her tiny hand hardly grasp around Clay's black cock. Karen griped both hands around it and looked at me. I could tell it was the first time she had both hands on a man's cock and the head was still fully left to view. Clay fucked Karen that night, and a hotwife was born. She learned she could fuck another man and the next day the world went on, all the same. And she was about to fuck that big, steely hard cock again.

“Cuck, come over here sissy man” Karen calls to me. I go up to the bed and Clay has laid his monster cock onto Karen's mound, his balls rest on her slit and clitoris and the thick shaft of his cock extends beyond her belly button. I almost gasped at the sight and I'd had this view before. That thing will actually fit into my wife's pussy, and more so, she will enjoy it.

“Point that little peter somewhere else and get your ass on the bed”. Karen instructs me. I reach into my pajama bottoms and push my hardon into the leg of the pants, then kneel at their side. “Look at Clay's cock” she instructs. I look down at it. “That's a real cock, a man's cock. Look at that tiny worm you have. Pathetic”. She says. Her hand reaches down and she lays it on Clay's dick. “His black cock is so hard, he wants this pussy” my wife taunts.

“This nigga going to tear that pussy up too” Clay laughs. “She may never let you stick that sissy pecker in her again after I'm done fucking your woman” he adds. “You're such a sissy, letting another man fuck your wife, like you could actually do something about it” Karen says and giggles. “In fact, sissy, reach down there and put his cock inside my pussy. You're going to put it in me so he can fuck me like you never could” My wife tells me.

I slowly reach down towards his cock and Karen grabs my wrist and pulls my hand down on top of Clay's meat. It's warm, the skin is soft but hard as wood underneath. “Take it, put it in you wife, looser” Clay speaks sternly. I wrap my hand around his thick cock and my thumb and middle finger just touch. Damn that's thick, I say in my mind. It's about to go down again.

Clay leans back and I just hold his cock in my grasp. I feel it pulse hard in anticipation of going in my wife's pussy. It's an odd sensation to hold another man's cock, very humbling. His hips move forward and I watch the thick dark head of his meaty cock just touch her soaking wet outer lips. I lift his dick and run it up and down in her slit and the fat purplish head finds her wet entrance. I hold his tool in my hand and he pushes the black beast inside my wife. Karen moans softly, a moan of pleasure. His body moves forwards pushing my hand away as his cock sinks nine and a half inches inside my wife. My dick throbs.

“Cuck, go to the foot of the bed on the floor so you can see a what real man's cock does to a woman” Karen says. I ease off the bed as Clay fucks my wife. Her legs wrap around his butt cheeks and her heels pull him into her with each stroke. I get to the foot of the bed and kneel. My cock is almost busting. I reach into my pant and stroke my cock as I look between their legs and see his black ball sac slapping into my wife's pussy. Each thrust brings a sounding slap noise to being. Her hole is stretched wide and his black pipe pumps away. The wetness her pussy is generating is astounding. Clay's cock is drenched in her fuck juices. I watch his meat pull back to where it's almost out, then slams deep and fully inside her body. “Fuck me, yes fuck my little white pussy” Karen barks out. She's into it now. “Yea, you like this nigga dick don't you” Clay is pushing all her buttons and her pussy is flowing like a faucet. She loves it when Clay gets ghetto with it “Yea I do, fuck that black cock into me,, watch that black cock fuck your wife, Cuck, watch” Karen demands of me.

Impressive indeed. I watch Clay fuck Karen with solid full length strokes , his brown nuts banging into her pink clit with each thrust. “I'm about to cum, fuck me, own that white pussy you black fucker” she calls out. He slams his cock into her violently, pistoning his dick in and out with a predictable rhythm.

“Yes, fuck yes, tear that pussy up” my wife tells another man. “Get up here, sissy cuck, feel my pussy, feel me cum on a real cock” Karen is most demanding. I get to the side of the bed and reach out and take her mound into my and. I can feel her flesh move as Clay's fat dick slams in and out. “Cumming, ahhh, ahhh, oh god I'm cumming on his cock” Karen calls out loud enough for the neighbors to hear.

I can feel her movements through my hand resting on her mound, the quake of her skin each time Clay feeds his cock into my wife. I look down and see her precious liquids coating that shiny black cock. Damn that looks so hot.

“Get away cuck” Clay says, “I need to slow fuck this beautiful woman like she deserves”. I remove my hand from her mound and step to the side again. Clay lays more on top of Karen and slowly pumps her. Backing his dick out of my wife then pushing it slowly and fully inside her until he is fully seated. He sucks Karen's left nipple as he grind fucks her. Karen's heels again lay on his butt cheeks and encourages his fucking her. Soon his slow fucking has gotten Karen close again. She is breathing heavy and her ass moves up to greet his balls on each stroke. She looks wonderful getting fucked.

“Get here cuck” Karen says. I step to her side on the bed on my knees. “Watch me cum, sissy, watch me cum on his black cock again” my wife tells me. We lock eyes an I can see her strain to keep them open as her orgasm once again takes control of her body. Our eyes are locked and there is a lot going on in them. She's about to cum on another man's cock while starring me in the eye. Clay keeps slow fucking Karen as she rattles from deep inside her pussy and shakes her to the core. She exhales deep and pants few relaxed breaths. She'd came on his dick and it was visible in her eyes.

Clay rises up and rolls onto his back. “Cuck, hold his cock up, hurry you sissy don't make me fucking wait” Karen demands of me. I move on the bed and his cock is standing up like a black steel monolith. Holding it is just for my continued humiliation. Karen straddles his body and lowers herself onto Clay's cock. Her juices flow across my hand and over his already drenched flesh. Her body mashes my hand between their bodies until it must be removed “Now undress and go sit in the corner, you disgust me” Karen orders me.

I get to the corner, undress and sit in her reading chair. I watch my wife's ass bob up and down like a sewing machine. She's lifting up high and I can see his shiny black dick come into view then her little butt slams down on him solidly. She fucks Clay for several minutes before looking over to me. “Cuck, come lay your sissy ass across the bed, on your back” she instructs.

I go to the bed and lay across near the foot. Karen looks back at me,, “Get your head off my bed, what the fuck are doing you idiot” she scolds me. “He lay his sissy ass head on your bed?” Clay ask. “Yes, I think because his little peter is kinda poking up, he went sissy stupid” Karen replies. “Cuck best learn his place when a man is taking care his woman. See that pussy fucking me, I own that pussy, you hear me cuck” Clay tells me. “Yes, sir”. I reply. I scoot up so my head is just slightly hanging off the mattress.

“Hey Cuckie, you want some of this. You want some pussy” Karen teases me coldly. “Yes, ma'am” I quickly reply. “Okay, here is some pussy for you” my wife informs me. She swings her leg across Clay and dismounts her fuck toy then swings her leg across my head, her feet pinning my arms to the mattress and I'm looking right into the gaped wet hole of her pussy. It glistens in the candle light. Her pussy is puffy, pink and her clit is engorged hard. I can smell her cunt and she mashes it against my face.

Her warm wet flesh is so overpowering sexual I almost blow my load. Karen movers her ass in circles smearing her lady cum and all her sexual juices across my nose, lips and chin. I dart my tongue out best I can and her clit finds it. I feel her body pump forward and back, racking her clit against my tongue and lips. Her hands rest on my knees and she face fucks me a few seconds.

“There, now you are touching my pussy, cuck. See how a woman's pussy feels when a real man fucks her” my wife tells me. I'm loving this new sixty nine position when her ass lifts off my face. What is see next is Clay's monster cock hovering over my head like an alien spaceship. While Karen rode my face, Clay took position standing behind her to take her doggy style.

I'm pinned by Karen's legs across my arms. Her body lowers and I feel her warm firm breast press into my body. Her head lay's on my hardon. So humiliating. Clay's cock moves just a half inch from my face as the tip of his cock find's my wife's wet pussy. His balls lay on my forehead and his sac drags across my face as his cock enters Karen all the way. She hunches her hips up to take him easily and he begins to fuck her.

His giant balls roll back and forth across my face and forehead and the force of his fucking Karen becomes personally aware to me. My eyelashes almost touch his fat dark cock. I see it pumping into my wife then going back out, dragging droplets of her sex juices with it and they spray my face.

“There cuck, that's as close as you get to this pussy,,, ah,, ah,,, yes, fuck my pussy, fuck it” Karen barks out. “Own it, own it,, take that white pussy” she calls out. Karen is on her way to another orgasm. Her verbal filth is expanded exponentially with her orgasms. I love it when she gets nasty crazy. “That's it take my black cock” Clay counters and slams into her hard and fast. He pulls almost out then bucks his hips forcefully forward driving his nine and a half inches to the hilt in my wife's pussy.

Suddenly there is a miss stroke and his cock drives between her mound and my face. He rears back and uses my head as a fulcrum to aim into Karen's soaked hole again. He fucks her hard for about five minutes when she calls out, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm going to cum on your black cock”. Clay pulls her hips towards him firmer and fucks my woman hard. “Cum on that black cock, yea, you got a black man fucking you now. Gimme that white pussy” he says and pumps her harder still. My view is a blur of black dick, balls, wet pussy all flashing like a choppy movie. The sounds his body smacking into hers and her juices spraying me are incredible. Certainly, this is cuckolding.

“Cumming” Karen calls out loud the I feel my cock fully in her mouth. She deep throats all my six and a half inches as her orgasm trashes her for the umpteenth time. Her mouth opens and she gasp for air into her lungs. “Fuck, I'm going to cum too” Clay announces. He always pulls out and cums across her tits or belly so far.

He takes a few more fucks into my wife when I hear “cum in me, cum in my pussy”. I was still trapped in position and watched his ball sac tighten and was no longer bouncing off my head. We'd not discussed him cumming inside her but by the time I'd processed it he'd shoved deep and paused. I watched a bulge shoot along the wet underside of his cock. His cum pumping into my wife. Another, and another big throb and bulges pumping through his black pipe into my wife. “Ah, ah, oh my fucking god, , ah fuck” he moans as he floods her pussy with sperm. I lay there like a horny slug.

He pulls back slowly and I see so much wetness, then white globs of his jizz clinging to the shaft. He leans back dragging his cock out of my woman and a river of cum and pussy juice drain out of her hole as his cock flops out. The liquid mix splashes down onto my mouth, chin and nose. I feel it run down along the sides of my face and neck and onto the mattress. This was the most humiliating thing I'd experienced. I was so hard. I felt great.

Karen dismounts me “scoot down the bed, sissy” she says. I move until my head is on the bed and immediately Karen mounts me again. Taking her hands and spreading her swollen red pussy lips and settling onto my face, her hardened clit on my nose and her cum filled pussy hole sealed around my closed lips. I wonder my own fate in this new twist.

Clay steps up and Karen cleans his softening cock off with her lips and tongue. Sucking in the head of his cock, she makes sure he was fully drained. She is an awesome cocksucker and drinks every drop like an addict.

I feel her inhale deep. “ And Game Over”. She announces the end. “That was awesome Mrs. Smith” Clay says. “I had a great time, too. I think Robert and I are going to try something new this time, would you mind if we stay in bed and you can let yourself out tonight,Clay”. Karen asked of our guest. “Not at all Mrs. Smith, and thanks again for a very memorable evening”.

Usually when Clay cums, we all dress and head out to the social room for a few minutes and he leaves, where upon Karen and me go back to bed later, have some hot sex and cuddle it to sleep. But I lay pinned under her body while Clay is dressing, then exits. “Thanks again Mr and Mrs Smith” I hear Clay say. She bids him goodbye and I mumble something similar against my clinched lips.

The sound of the door closing is heard, along with “Let's begin”, and I feel my left nipple get pinched firmly, and hear “Open your mouth, Cuck”. We'd done absolutely no, one on one cuckolding practices without Clay present, so I was somewhat shocked. I feel my nipple being pinched hard and tugged. “Open your fucking mouth, Cuck. Don't make me tell you again” then she twist my nipple hard as hell. It was cool, I felt weakened by it.

Her weight gets lighter on my face and I crack my mouth a bit. Her hole is perfectly centered above my throat. I feel liquid pour into my mouth and puddle at the back of my throat. “Wider cuck, open you your fucking mouth” she demands. I open my mouth further and almost drown as a glob of their fuck juices flood into my mouth “Stick your tongue in my hole, get it in there” Karen demands. I don't know how I managed not to chock out trying to extend my tongue while I tired to close off my throat as I inched my tongue out to no avail. I had to swallow the contents that drained form my wife's used, well fucked pussy hole.

“Deeper, get in there. Clean my pussy out. Get every drop” She demands. Her hole is warm, slimy wet and emits sex like it could be sprayed from a can. I push my tongue as far into her as I can get it. “That's it. Eat it all up. Make it clean again” she says. Her hips move in small circles and her thighs clinch my skull between them. She then begins a back and forth motion, grinding her snatch against my lips. “Keep your tongue out, bitch” Karen verbalizes me down. She face fucks me, riding her clit on my tongue. She rises up a little cups her breast in her hands and tweaks her nipples hard between thumbs and fingers.

She was going to cum on my face. I felt my cock throbbing, waving in the air for some help, some release. Karen's close. Her speed picks up and she fucks my face faster now. I watch her head tilt back and eyes close then feel her body jerk, snap and quiver a bit then she takes about five deep breaths and rolls off me. She collapses to my right and gasp out “Game Over” between breaths.

I roll to her side and we begin kissing. She is warm, soft and loving. Her hands lovingly trail my body and she finds my cock. I'm so hard my cock could cut diamonds. She scoots down and sucks my dick to my balls and stays for a few seconds then moves into doggy style.

I quickly get behind her and in one smooth push I'm nuts to the wall and begin fucking my wife. Words cannot do justice to how wonderful her freshly fucked pussy felt on my cock. “Oh god baby, you feel so good” I moan out. “Fuck me baby, fuck my used pussy” She cries out. I begin to slam fuck all I have into her. I held her hips and smashed into her with firm thrust. “Fuck yes, fuck, your used pussy feels so damn good” I let her know.

“Fuck it, fuck that used pussy, baby, yes, fuck that cum out of my pussy baby” Karen calls out. I begin to slam fuck my wife like a two dollar whore but I know my time is done. “Shit I'm cumming baby” I cried out. “Fuck yes, cum in me, own my pussy baby, own my pussy” she begs. I pull her tight against me then blow my soul out of my cock. I never came so hard and forcefully. I wish I could of seen it spew to see how much cum I shot into my wife's freshly fucked pussy, but I was glad my jizz was inside her.

I held on a few seconds before we both collapsed onto the bed. We lay a long while, cuddling and tender kissing. “I hope I did not go too far tonight, Robert, but I read some interesting things in a cuckold story and thought, why not try them” Karen says. “It was, humiliating. Just perfect” I say. I lay back and think about the new contract and make a note in my mental Rolodex to interview a few new potential hires. “I have luncheon with my sister tomorrow. I hope it does not rain” she says as she fades off to sleep. Life goes on.

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