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Wife's Wet Dream

Part 1

Wife's Wet Dream!

     tj ryder

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   Like most cuckolds I suppose, I was shocked and

ashamed to realize I would even accept my wife's cheating

once I found out about it.  In fact the way she barely tried to

hide it from me, even though all our friends and relatives knew

before I did, added to the insult.  Then it began a succession

of exciting, humiliating revelations.  My wife confessed that she

preferred big, black, hung men to me and she could never give it up,

yet even then she didn't want a divorce.  Having small children

and only a part time job, I confess she probably missed the security

of  my income more than she would miss me; but we tried to compromise,

and I knew that I found it erotic to be so humiliated

pleased her.


   She said to console me that I could be a sort of helper and

partner and thus stay involved in her sex life.  Although I wasn't

going to be present at her escapades yet, I was pleased she insisted

(even though I resisted at first), in helping her prepare for her dates.

And of course the afterwards, where I would orally clean her, listen

to what she did and with who she did it if she felt like talking,

and most often I would give her the last orgasm of her evening as she

had me tongue her pussy and sometimes her anus, swollen with negroe

semen, and the pleasure of seeing her flushed face, her smile and

pat on my head as a reward.  She even took pleasure in making me

masturbate while still on my knees.


   I began to look forward to her heavy date on Saturday night

almost as much as she did after a while, preparing her, helping

her bathe, slipping on a new pair of thong panties, getting a peck

on my cheek and watching her go off.  A couple of times I dropped her

off at her main lover's pad and picked her up. It reached the point

where I became her social secretary for her dates, searching and

arranging the meeting.  My beautiful wife got into the group thing,

and once in a while said she needed several black cocks at once, and a couple

of times even though she drove, she was so tired I had to pick her

up and then the next day come back for her car.


   Looking at her as I knelt by the bathtub washing her back, her

big breasts soapy, and she smiled at my little erection pushing out

the pair of used panties she always made me wear, I asked her

about this evening's plans.


   "Oh, Jamahl, and his friends," she smiled, licking her full lips,

"so I think I'll be late!"


   "How many friends?"


   "Oh now, don't start," she teased.


   "Well, I just wonder if maybe I should drive you!"


   "Oh, I'll be fine," she said breezily.  "The last time I had

too much to drink.  This time I'll stick to big black cock! (giggle)!"


   Sighing as my erection pulsed, I helped her out of the bath

and dried her.  The kids were just beginning to wonder where their mom

went and our excuses would have to be changed as they got older.

Heather even said we should just tell them the truth once and I was

shocked.


   "Why not?" she smiled, "theyr'e going to know, kids do talk!"


   "But honey...!"


   "We'll just tell them for now I go out with my own friends now and then;

until they get older and then I guess we'll have to know the truth!"


   "That you date multiple big black men?"


   "Well," she smiled, "why not! Honey, lots of swinging couples just

tell the truth and the kids accept it!  I can't wait to introduce Laura

to big black cock when she gets older (giggle)!"  I just groaned.


   "Oh, don't look so hurt, honey.  I always tell people I'm married

to the sweetest and most understanding man!"


   "T-thank you, dear...!"


    As she was getting to the door, kissing the twins goodnight,

she paused.


   "Honey, I might be a little tired for our games when I get back

tonight.  Perhaps, you should, you know, (whisper) take things in

hand yourself (smile)!"


   I blushed and sighed as she gave me a peck on the cheek.


   As I nursed a hardon after the twins were put to bed and watched

tv, I considered jacking off at least once, but somehow, crazy as it seems,

it felt like I was cheating on my wife which was so ridiculous, as I

thought at that moment of her with three big black bucks pumping every

orifice of her sweet luscious body at that moment, making me need to

get off even more then, but I put my cock back in my pants and tried

to watch a movie.


   I was relieved when I heard her car in the driveway at 3 am,

even though it was parked half on the lawn, and I had the

front door open and held her elbow as she came in, with a serene

pleasured expression, her eyes sleepy.


   She didn't make it upstairs but asked for a drink and sat heavily

down on the sofa.  I could tell as she leaned back against the cushions

she had had a wonderful time, her ripe thighs spreading a little,

her pussy sore, as she arranged a broken blouse strap.


   When I returned with a glass of wine I expected to do our usual

routine, talk about the evening, and then, when she was ready,

go upstairs to the bedroom where I would pleasure both of us

with my head between her thighs.  But, she was asleep, sound asleep!

I was so disappointed, putting the glass of wine down on a table.

There was no possibility of waking her and no way of getting her

up to bed.  The stairs were steep, and my skinny, 5'5" body was not

remotely ableto carry her beautiful voluptuous body up those steps

without perhaps both of us ending up in the hospital.


   I wanted to savour her pussy but I knew I should just

lift up her legs to the sofa and let her sleep for a while

and then go masturbate.  Even one shapely leg was heavy, and

her skirt rode up and I saw her drenched silk panties

outlining her swollen pudenda as she sighed.


   Leaning over her, I undid her blouse buttons, and

saw white sperm droplets on her beautiful breasts.  Groaning,

I had to taste it, licking one after the other up, tasting the

warm negroe semen.  As I undid her skirt I knelt between her

thighs, inhaling the scent, as I dragged and slipped her

drenched panties off.  Cuntdrool and sperm began to leak

from her soaked swollen pussy and her puffy anal ring that

used to be pink and now was a dark red.  She had been pumped

hard and often.  I looked up as she sighed, softly smiling, her

head lolling on the sofa now.  I should put a blanket over

her nudity now, do that one game she taught me once, put her

used panties over my head and suck at the crotch while I

masturbated for her amusement, but that didn't seem that exciting

if she wasn't smirking and giggling while I shamed myself doing it!

Plus all that juice is going to leak out all over the leather

sofa!


   I decided to save the panties for later, hoped the kids

wouldn't wake up and come downstairs, and spread her thighs.

Gently, thorougly, eating and worshipping at her pussy and anus,

I could take my time as she slept, occasionally stirring as

I touched her sore swollen clitoris, but mostly she stayed

inert as I slurped and sucked, and gradually, her womb and

anus began to flow with negroe sperm as I wondered how many

bulls had deposited their seed in her.

   After eating her, I opened my mouth around her

swollen cunt and sucked and slurped, and her body began

to arch, as she signed, groaned, and a torrent of sperm

and cunt cream flowed out as she came, and I looked up but

she looked still asleep, having a wet dream, a little smile

occasionally flicking across her full lips.

In fact she came so hard, she pissed a little into my

mouth.


   After that I covered her with a blanket and went upstairs

to bed, thinking I would jack off in bed.


   The next morning she was up first, feeling wonderful like she

always felt after a heavy night of big black cock and being

worshipped when she got home, but as I got up to go down

for coffee, she giggled at me from the bathroom.


   "Honey, I wouldn't go downstairs like that!"


   I realized I still had her used panties around my neck.


   I blushed and took them off.


   "I think you had a little party by yourself last night," she smiled.


   "Um well,,,,!"


   "I don't mind, dear. I knew when I got up from the couch to

douche and there was nothing to douche! I mean I had so many nigger spermloads

last night I would have filled a toilet! And then I knew for sure when Laura

came downstairs while I was making coffee and asked what daddy was

doing between my legs last night!"


   "Awjeezzz!"  I groaned.


   "It's all right, dear,  kids see a lot more than you think!"


   "Well, um, honey, I couldn't carry you upstairs, and you, well...!"


   "I Would have leaked all over our couch.  You did the right thing to

suck it all our of me without making a mess! And you wanted to eat it anyway!

You don't have to explain.  I think it is rather sweet!  Sometimes

when I come home I really don't want to talk much and would rather

just drift off, anyway! It would be convenient if you took care of

my cleanup and your own little needs while I was asleep, don't you think?"


   Groaning, I wasn't in any position to object!  As time passed

I came to the realization that most of my sex with my wife was when she

was unconscious and that my devious beautiful wife might just

have pretended to be asleep that first time!

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