23F - Dance Teacher - Newly Married "Hotwife"
Iāve been with my husband, Mark, since 2015. We started out as high school sweethearts and had a good sex lifeābut never great. He couldnāt make me cum without clitoral stimulation. He physically couldnāt hit āthe spotā with barely five inches. I never cheated on him (unless you count a few random blowjobs), but I always felt like I needed more.
By the time I was a junior in high school, I had several friends who began sharing their new obsession: big black cocks. And by āsharingā, I mean exactly that. It became sport to them. Even though everyone knew how much I loved Mark, they never stopped recruiting me. One friend gave me a black dildo that was more than double the size of Mark and it seemed everyone had a story to tell of one conquest or anotherā¦ even my younger sister.
It was around that time I started a Tumblr account. My feed became an endless scroll of black cocks, the women who love them, and the men who love those women. It was by accident that I discovered cuckolding. Maybe Mark would understand, I began to wonder.
Would it turn him on like my new online friends? It seemed too good to be true. Eventually, the allure was too great. I decided to put on a show for him with my new black toy. By the time finished I asked if heād like to see me with the real thing. A week later one of my friends made it happen, sharing her favorite while the love of my life sat there and watched.
What couldāve been the end turned out to be a whole new beginning.
Sometimes we go from one of my regulars to another. I have over a dozen (all BBC), so it can take hours to find and please them all. My husband is an engineer and he likes efficiency, so he plots our course like an old sea captain before we leave š¤£
I reward him with cum-filled kisses after each one finishes in my mouth. š¦š¤¤š
Have you ever had him take you to the mall for lunch followed by 4 or 5 pairs of shoes, new panties, lingerie and a mani/pedi? Your BF is the luckiest cuck! Hey, I'm Gabe btw!
Thank you! We're married now and, yes, he loves to spoil me like that, especially on my "date nights" with other men.
First, I'll lock his cute little cock in a cage then let him pick what he wants me to wear for them, paint my nails, dress me up, put on my heels, and, if he's done a really good job, I'll let him make me cum with his tongue before I leave. š¦š¦š¦
There's one man I can never say no to... Aaron, the man who forever changed the course of me and my husbandās lives. I hate describing him as simply as āmy first black cockā. He was, is, and forever will be so much more than that.
Outside of my father, Aaron was the only man whose approval I craved at my wedding. Having sex with him in those final minutes before saying "I do" was my way of telling him that although Iām marrying Mark, a part of me will forever be yours. (yes, you know which part š)
Our roles reversed on my wedding day. Normally, he's using me however he likes, but on MY day, I was in control. I took what I wanted and then sent him away; off to stand with Mark as one of his groomsmen where heād have a perfect view of our first marital kiss.
So how did it happen? We had a plan...
We were getting married in the back yard of Markās family home. We (the wedding party) were alone in the house while everyone took their places outside. While the groomsmen huddled with Mark in his parent's bedroom, Kaycee stole Aaron away. Mark's friends know exactly who Aaron is to us (I've slept with most of them, too), but his dad was there as well, which I wasn't expecting.
Ahead of the wedding, Mark and I told our family members that Aaron wasnāt just a good friend of ours, but also of Kayceeās. We told a sanitized version of how we all became friends since the truth would explode their brains. So, when she pulled Aaron away, there was at least some plausible deniability as she brought him into my room where I was waiting just down the hall to Melissa's (Mark's sister who moved out) old bedroom.
Kaycee brought Aaron to me with Mark, his father, and all his best friends just down the hall. She and the rest of my friends watched as I ordered Aaron onto the bed. I crawled up between his legs and unzipped his pants to remove his already throbbing ten inch black cock.
He knew this was going to happen. He knew what we planned when Mark and I asked him to be a part of our wedding. He knew I wanted his cumāand his cum aloneāto drown my insides and drip down my legs while committing my heart to Mark.
I hadnāt yet put my panties on, knowing Aaron would be visiting. After lightly kissing and licking across his shaft and tip, I got on top of his lap. I pulled my dress up and hovered over his cock, about to grind my soak when I felt his cock slashing through my lips. My girlfriend Scarlett had taken him in hand to guide him inside me as I froze, hovering over him, letting her tease me until I couldnāt stand living another second without feeling his massive black cock deep inside meā¦
I tried not to moan too loudly as I lowered onto him, taking more than Mark could ever dream of giving me and I still had half of him to go. I didnāt want to ruin my dress, but I absolutely wanted to ruin his black pants. I wanted everyone to see the puddles of my juices and cum as I said "I do" to Mark.
I rode Aaron slow and deep while my friends watched. Those whose eyes met mine told the same storyātheyād never seen anything as beautiful, raw, or intense as this.
Aaron pawed at my thighs, but let me take him as I pleased. He didnāt try to āruin meā before my weddingāthough he could've. My hair and makeup was as good as itās ever going to get and he let me stay perfect for Markā¦ Perfect as one rolling orgasm turned into two and then three. I could barely breathe by the time he tensed up and squeezed my ass, telling me without words that he was about to explode.
Knowing it was coming, wanting all of itāevery last dropāI took him as deep into my body as any man before him, feeling pressure into my chest. I kept bouncing as he squeezed my ass and forced me ALL the way down and emptied himself inside me.
My friends talked through most of it, if only to hide what we were doing from the boys down the hall, but I was so far removed from their discourse I felt like I was on another planet with Aaron. Like our bed had up and floated awayā¦ Until he came. That hot liquid rush sent me right back to where we were and who was down the hall... Mark, the man I love with all my heart.
I got off Aaron's lap and put my panties on, if only to stem the tide of a broken damn from a man that cums a LOT. There was so much that even after Aaron returned to Mark's room and everyone lined up outside, I still felt him inside me, dripping down my leg, as my father walked me down the aisle.
Aaron stood there, a few men down from Mark, watching me recite my vows. I couldnāt help but sneak a peek over, catching his eyes even though I knew I shouldnāt break from Markāsā¦ Thatās just it, though, Mark knows me better than anyone. In some way, Mark probably liked watching my eyes veer off toward Aaron, even in that momentā¦ I do know that he liked the wedding present Aaron left inside me because it was the first thing he reached for as we cuddled in the back of the limo in our first moments as husband and wife.
He wanted to hear every last detail as he fingered Aaronās cum deeper inside me, but, thereās so much more you need to know about that limo ride and the driver I'd hand-selected without him knowing... so many details that need to be sharedāall leading up to Mark telling our Black driver, āI want you to cum inside my wife.ā
I will NEVER forget those words or the tone of his voice as he watched that random stranger fuck me with his Big Black Cock in my wedding dressāRight. Over. His. Lap.
XoXo š Jenny
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Even though I'd bring them all back no matter what, I do like asking my husband questions like this just to hear him say itāto admit that he craves this as much as I do.
We have cameras set up in our house so my husband can watch when he's not home, so, the only time I get to play the "guess whose cum this is" game now is when I come back from seeing one of my regulars. I'll offer him a reward if he guesses right, like unlocking him if he's caged or jerking him off while telling him every detail of what that other man (or men) just did to me.
XoXo š Jenny
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