My wife, that slut

The next day was Sunday. When I woke up in the morning, I found no one beside me. I got up and walked around the house, but my wife was nowhere to be seen. It seemed she hadn't come home all night. After a while, I heard the children getting up and started to worry about how to explain to them that their mother hadn't come home all night. Also, it was time to make breakfast, so I decided to hurry up and make something for the children.
After making breakfast, I called the children to eat. The first thing they said to me was, "Mom didn't come home last night, did she?"
I explained to them that the activities went on very late, and it wasn't convenient for her to drive back. My son said with relief, "That's great! We were worried about her driving back from Palm Springs so late."
While we were eating breakfast, some of the children's friends waved to them from outside the window, inviting them to go to the beach. The children were excited and asked me to prepare their swimsuits, towels, sunscreen, and beach toys. After getting ready, they and their friends went to the beach in a car driven by one of their fathers.
Shortly after the children left, Jane called to say she'd be back in a few hours and asked how I'd explain her absence to the kids. I told her, and then told her the children had gone to the beach with their friends. She breathed a sigh of relief. Then she said she'd be back soon, told me not to masturbate, and said she had some nice things for me and hoped I'd like them. I smiled and told her to have fun.
After hanging up, I immediately got busy, tidying the yard, planting flowers and trees, cleaning the house, doing laundry and cooking—trying my best not to think about my wife and that black man. Later, around 4 p.m., while I was busy servicing the car in the garage, Jane finally returned. Luckily, the children hadn't seen her covered in dirt and looking disheveled. She threw herself into my arms, kissing me passionately, and asked when the children would be back. I said the children wouldn't be back until sunset. She immediately exclaimed happily, “That’s great! Then we still have at least two more hours. Come on, I have something to give you.”
I followed her upstairs to the bedroom, and as she undressed, she turned around and asked me, “Tell me, how far do you want this cuckold lifestyle to go? Are you willing to let me continue dating my black boyfriend? Are you willing to let me spend the days he’s here with him instead of you? When he’s here, are you willing to let me reserve my pussy for him and not let you touch it? Are you willing to refuse to have sex with you for the days before he comes and leave my vulva for my black lover? Are you willing to let me bring you back a pussy covered in my black lover’s cum? Are you willing to let me tell you all the details of how I was raped by my black lover? Are you willing to let me show you my sexual experience with him?”
“Yes, I’m willing to do everything you just said,”
I said to her without hesitation.
Hearing me say that, she wanted me to take off all my clothes immediately and get into bed with her. I did as she instructed, stripped naked, and lay down on the bed, my hard penis standing erect like a flagpole. She straddled me, kneeling on either side of my head, her vulva, sticky with semen and vaginal fluid, pressed against my mouth. As I began to lick her smelly vulva, she also began to stroke and suck my penis. I couldn't help but think excitedly, "What is she doing? In our 15 years of marriage, she has never given me oral sex even once! Oh, wow! She's about to swallow my penis completely!"
Perhaps sensing that I was about to ejaculate, Jane stopped sucking, spat out my penis, and began to chat with me. She told me that George had taught her how to suck a man's penis, and now she really enjoyed giving men oral sex. As she spoke, she asked me if I liked her giving me oral sex. At that moment, my head was trapped between her legs, and my mouth and tongue were busy licking the semen and vaginal fluid from her vulva. I could only whimper and reply, "Yes!"
She told me that from now on, my husband and I could enjoy the pleasure of oral sex.
She loved it when I licked her cunt, which had just been fucked by another man, and said that I made her feel very good. She was also very willing to suck my penis.
“Oh, oh, yes, right, my baby, lick like that, very good! Lick all the semen out of my cunt and eat it! This is all George's semen, all shot into your wife's cunt from a thick black cock, and now you have to lick it out of your cunt and eat it! Yes, lick like that, good, so good! In the past 24 hours, your wife's white woman's cunt has been fucked by a thick black cock at least a dozen times, and every time it shot semen inside! Oh, baby, lick it well, eat all the semen shot into the black cock! Ahhhhh! I'm going to orgasm! I'm going to spray my juices into your mouth! Ahhhhh... God! I'm going to orgasm! Ahhhhhh!... Oh, baby, it feels so good! Being licked feels so good!”
She screamed, rubbing her ass hard against my face.
Jane trembled as she lay on top of me, but she didn't stop sucking my penis, and I continued to lick her vulva, giving her intense stimulation. Soon, she reached orgasm again, and this time we both climaxed simultaneously, ejaculating directly into her throat with unprecedented pleasure. Afterwards, she rolled off me, excitedly saying, "Wow! That was so good! Now I'll be even more eager to come back from every exciting date!" After getting up,
we showered together. After showering, I asked her if she had become a slut only interested in black men's big dicks, and she immediately replied, "Oh, of course not! I still have you, a husband who needs my cunt, a husband who especially loves my cunt that's just been violated by a black man's penis!"
As she spoke, she kissed me passionately.
Hearing her words and imagining her wanton violation with that black man, my penis couldn't help but become hard again. Seeing this, she gently patted my penis and said, "Okay, stop slouching, my baby. Starting tonight, I need to rest for a few days. My pussy is so swollen and sore from George's fucking, I can't make love to you anymore."
Seeing how tired she was, I told her to get some sleep while the children weren't back. Jane and George had been at it all night, and she was so exhausted that she slept until the children came back. Seeing the children covered in seawater salt and sand, I told them to take a shower first, and then my wife and I took them out for dinner. In the restaurant, our family was enjoying a harmonious time. Everyone assumed we were a perfectly normal, faithful, loving, and harmonious family. But they didn't know that while "loving and harmonious" was true, "perfectly normal and faithful" was far more complex than they imagined. They couldn't possibly guess that my beautiful wife, who was embracing me as I fed the children, had just spent the entire night having sex with a Black man, and his semen was still inside her vagina.
Back home, lying in bed, I told my wife what I had been thinking about at the restaurant. She laughed and replied that she had been thinking the same thing. She then pulled me into a tight embrace, kissed me passionately for a long time, and said that although she didn't quite understand why I had treated her that way, she had thoroughly enjoyed every moment of those days and was very grateful to me for being such a magnanimous, open-minded, and forgiving husband!
In the following days, our married life returned to normal. On Wednesday night, after the children were in bed, Jane asked if I wanted to shower with her. Of course I did! Under the showerhead, we caressed each other's bodies in the steaming water, arousing each other. Jane even knelt in front of me and sucked my penis. However, just as I was about to ejaculate, she pinched my penis and told me she didn't want me to come so soon because she wanted to play with this big white man's cock in bed some more.
Emerging from the bathroom, my wife and I collapsed onto the bed, our limbs intertwined, lips and bodies pressed tightly together. After a while, Jane had me lie flat on the bed, and she straddled me in a 69 position for oral sex. Once we were both fully aroused, my wife sat up facing me, straddling me, and guided my already erect penis into her body. Then, while moving up and down, she uttered very lewd words, saying that I was using her cunt, which had already been fucked raw by other men.
Jane's words were incredibly stimulating to both of us, and I soon felt like I was about to ejaculate. She immediately stopped, rolled over, and held my penis, delaying my ejaculation. Then, she continued to tease and stimulate me in the same way, stopping me just before I was about to ejaculate. In this way, we tried various positions, engaging in prolonged mutual masturbation, oral sex, and intercourse, experiencing pleasure and excitement we had never felt before. Finally, I knelt behind her and violently raped her in a doggy-style position, making her scream and gasp incessantly. She yelled, "Harder! Harder! Don't stop! Don't stop! Fuck me hard with your white cock! Make me orgasm! Harder!..."
Finally, we both reached orgasm. Her body trembled as she gushed out a large amount of vaginal fluid, and I ejaculated a large amount of semen directly into her uterus. As I thrust my penis deep into her vagina and ejaculated, I couldn't help but think again of the two black men who had gang-raped her. I realized that no matter how hard I tried, I could never penetrate as deeply or forcefully as those two
men! After we slowly calmed down from the intense sexual pleasure, she told me that this was perhaps the happiest and most exciting sexual experience in our married life. I asked her which was more exciting, the size or the psychological feeling, and the frequency and intensity of orgasms were completely different. She also said that every time I ejaculated inside her, she could feel it, but compared to when George ejaculated inside her, the black man's ejaculation was more powerful and deeper; his glans and semen reached depths I had never reached.
"Oh, my dear, don't be offended by what I'm saying, after all, white men's penises aren't as strong and powerful as black men's! Even though your penis is 8 inches long, it's still inferior to George's 11-inch penis. So, I have to say, he fucks me, fills me, and satisfies me much better than you!"
Jane said frankly.
However, hearing her say that George's big penis satisfied her better than mine didn't make me angry; instead, I found it particularly stimulating and exciting. She noticed my emotions, grabbed my newly erect penis, and laughed, saying, "Wow! Look how hard your little cock is! Why are you so excited about me being fucked by a big black cock?"
I didn't say anything, let her lie flat on the bed, and straddled her, inserting my hard penis into her body again, and then began to thrust violently once more. This was truly rare; in all these years of marriage, I had rarely been able to continue having sex with her after ejaculating. I was so excited, but no matter how hard I tried, I still felt unable to penetrate deeper or faster, and I couldn't even fully satisfy my own desires!
Jane held me tightly, continuing to tell me the details of her lovemaking with George, encouraging me to rape her harder and more fiercely. Because I had already ejaculated once, it had exhausted a lot of my strength and energy, but I still tried my best to persist until she reached another orgasm. However, I didn't stop thrusting, continuing to fuck her with all my might. Finally, when I ejaculated again, I also brought her to orgasm once more!
After we rested for a while, my wife looked at me and said, "Wow, how could this be? This is the most enjoyable sex we've had in our 15 years of marriage!"
I hugged her and replied, "Yes, I think it's because you've become a slut, torn off the veil of modesty, bravely engaging in incest with a black man, and cuckolding me. These unconventional sexual experiences have added unimaginable excitement to our married life. I really enjoy this excitement and experience, and I hope this kind of life never ends!"
As we spoke, we hugged each other tightly, kissing passionately, and then fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms.
Because we had completely broken down the shackles of our hearts and the constraints of morality, our sex life was in full swing and very passionate. After our in-depth conversation on Wednesday night, we made love until late at night every day from Thursday to Sunday. On Monday night, as soon as I got home from work, Jane eagerly told me that George had called and said he would be coming to our place on Friday, and after unloading the goods, he would probably be there around 6 pm on Friday. He was still staying at the same motel where we had met last time. She told him she needed to discuss it with her husband first, but estimated he wouldn't object to their meeting. So, she would wait for his call and go to the hotel to see him once everything was settled.
Hearing this, and imagining her soon being pinned down and raped by George again, my penis immediately became hard, bulging a large bulge in the front of my pants. Jane hugged and kissed me, then touched my penis, telling me to bear with it and wait until we were in bed that night. However, she also told me that this was the last time we would make love. From Tuesday until the weekend, during the time she was with George, she wouldn't allow me to enter her body again. She said she wanted to keep her body clean and pure, waiting for her black lover to enjoy it. Moreover, George also wanted to possess my wife's body exclusively during this time.
As she said these words, I felt my penis throbbing painfully, as if it were about to explode. Finally, after the others went to bed, we rushed to the bed and immediately started fucking like two rabbits in heat. During sex, my wife kept telling me in very lewd and obscene language how George planned to rape and play with her, which aroused me to the point that I thrust into her body like a madman.
After I ejaculated, to my surprise, Jane immediately turned around and got into a 69 position with me. Then, while she was sucking my semen-dripping penis, she made me lick her vagina, which was full of my semen. We continued to perform oral sex on each other until we both reached orgasm again. Then, we released each other's sweaty bodies and went to sleep. For the rest of the week, our life was still sweet, except that we didn't have sex again. Jane kept her promise that she would keep her body and vagina clean and pure for George.
At the same time, we were also discussing how to arrange things for the children. On Wednesday afternoon, we got home before the children and started discussing her and George's dates for the weekend. I said that it would be better for her to go to see George alone on Friday and Saturday nights, and she could tell the children that she was going to buy some things for work next week. She said she had also seriously considered the weekend arrangements and agreed with my suggestion, adding that it was best not to let the children have any questions about her not being home on the weekend.
Just then, the children came home from school and handed us a notice to parents, saying that the school's forestry interest group planned a weekend outing for the students, supposedly part of the "Clean National Forest Parks Project," where the children would pick up litter left by tourists in the forest parks to help them develop good environmental habits. My wife and I are very responsible parents, and our first thought was whether the event was well-organized and had effective safety measures. The children showed us the names, ages, and phone numbers of the eight adult organizers and project leaders listed on the back of the notice.
Then, Jane asked the children about their transportation and accommodation. The children said the school had provided vehicles and enough tents for the students, and that boys and girls would be separated for accommodation. Hearing this, we finally felt relieved. I read the notice carefully again and learned that the children would depart from school together at 7:00 AM on Saturday and return to school at 6:00 PM on Sunday. The notice also stated that the school would provide each child with meals, warm clothing, and a sleeping bag.
I put my hands on the two children's shoulders and said to them in a very serious tone, "Listen to me, listen carefully. This is not a simple outing, but a job, and a very demanding one. Are you sure you really want to go?"
The two children nodded vigorously. My son even told me that the project leader had told them that if they did well, they would be given trout to catch for them on Sunday morning. He also proudly told me that because I had taught them how to fish for trout before, he answered the teacher's question about trout with great pride, making his classmates very envious of him. After listening to the children, she briefly told them to go do their homework first, and she would discuss it with me later.

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