Thursday, June 7, 2012

Becky Takes a lover


I'm 31 and Becky is 24. She likes to dress very provocatively, rarely wearing a bra, and giving all the
men who see her a big thrill. Her breasts are just
right, not so big they sag but more than enough to play
with. Her braless thick nipples are always saying look
at us. She has a slim waist with nice rounded hips, her
long sexy legs complete a package that says come f*ck
me.


Becky has always been a 'hotty' and as much as I give it 
to her, she always seems to want more. She especially 
likes the feeling when I unload deep inside her after 
fucking her like a wild animal. Afterward she likes to 
sit on my face, so I can bring her off again with my 
tongue.

I have gotten to love the taste of her freshly fucked 
pussy, and lately I've begun to wonder what it would be 
like to eat her after a strange man had filled her up 
with his sperm! And I know that this last part is really 
perverted, but the fact that my wife doesn't use birth 
control makes the whole idea even more exciting-scary 
for me.

I began to have fantasies about seeing Becky with other 
men and I'd whisper to her about bringing home a well-
hung man. The first time I mentioned it she got a bit 
pissed at me.

She said, "What's the matter aren't I good enough to 
keep your interest, you need another guy in our 
relationship?"

Patiently I told her that I just wanted to see her get 
pleasured beyond anything we'd done before. When I asked 
her if she had ever though about what it would be like 
to have another man's cock pumping her pussy, I could 
see the wheels turning.

For a couple weeks I didn't bring it up again, then one 
night as we were fucking up a storm, I mentioned it to 
her again. This time she didn't say anything but her 
level of enthusiasm went sky high, and she fucked my 
brains out that night.

Over the next several weeks each time we had sex I would 
make a comment about it and she would always go wild. 
Soon it passed from just bedroom talk to talking about 
how to make it happen. We decided that it should be 
someone who we didn't know and who didn't know any of 
our friends or family. I came up with the idea of 
renting one of the spare rooms in our big old farmhouse 
to a college student. That way we could pick the type of 
guy who appealed to both of us, and get to know if he 
was safe.

Becky loved the idea but wasn't sure we would find the 
right guy. I assured her that I would keep looking until 
I did, that I really wanted this to happen.

Two days later a slender black man showed up at the door 
in answer to our university ad. Becky was dressed very 
causally in short shorts and an old tee shirt without 
any underwear. He introduced himself as Byron a student 
at our local college. As I joined Becky and Byron, I 
sensed that there was something already going on between 
them. 

As we talked Becky's eyes kept wandering to the bulge in 
Byron's pants and he in turn was fighting a losing 
battle trying not to stare at Becky's boobs that were 
pushing against the soft cotton of her tee shirt.

I suggested that we all sit in the living room where we 
could talk comfortably. Becky led the way with Byron 
staring at her sexy body all the while. Becky sat in a 
chair facing Byron and I. It was clear that he was 
either hiding a pair of socks in his pants or he liked 
Becky a lot.

Shifting my gaze back to Becky it was clear that she 
found Byron attractive too. From where I sat I could see 
right up the leg opening of her shorts to her bald pink 
pussy lips. I was sure that Byron was being treated to a 
similar view up the other leg. I also realized that her 
tee shirt left little to the imagination. Hell I could 
even see the color of her areola and nipples through the 
thin material.

I was a little surprised that my wife seemed so turned 
on by a black guy. We hadn't even considered someone 
like Byron when we'd been discussing the fantasy of 
sharing her with another man.

I was daydreaming about what I would be like to see 
Byron's big black cock plumbing my wife's pussy depths 
when I realized that Becky was speaking to me. I have no 
recollection of what was said and it wasn't until after 
Byron had left that I was able to clear my mind enough 
to understand what Becky was saying.

Becky's eyes were flashing with excitement as she hugged 
and kissed me. Her body was screaming f*ck me, f*ck me. 
Cupping her cute *ss cheeks I carried her into the 
kitchen and placed her on the kitchen table. As if by 
magic her shorts disappeared as I fumbled; pulling my 
stiff cock out of my pants.

Becky's pussy almost grabbed at my cock as I sunk into 
her with an excitement I had never felt before. Her hips 
were moving every direction at once as she urged me to 
f*ck her harder.

With visions of a big black cock plunging into my petite 
wife's pussy I too pumped my cock madly. I wanted to 
tell myself that my wife's lust was directed at me but I 
knew that from the look on her face that she was 
fantasizing about him.

Twice more that evening we had wild unabashed sex. 
Neither of us mentioned Byron nor did we talk about 
making him her lover.

Several days later Byron called to find out if we would 
rent him the room. Becky covered the mouthpiece and 
looked at me with a hot lusty look as she said, "It's 
Byron."

I smiled and nodded yes.

Becky could hardly control her enthusiasm as she spoke 
to him. As they talked Becky's hand touched her shorts. 
I was amazed, she had only met this guy once for a few 
minutes and yet I could tell she was willing to spread 
her legs for him. Suddenly I had a premonition; that she 
might very well go through with the whole thing even if 
I got cold feet.

Becky hug up the phone and said, "He'll be over in a few 
minutes," as she dashed off to our bedroom.

I was still standing there trying to pick my chin up off 
the floor when the doorbell rang. As I showed Byron in, 
he charmed me just as he had charmed Becky.

We no sooner stepped in the living room when Becky 
appeared. Becky had changed into loose shorts with very 
loose legs-holes and one of my old white dress shirts 
not buttoned but just tied under the boobs. The shirt 
didn't do much to conceal her sexy boobs and nothing to 
hide her hard nipples either.

We sat in the same places as before and it was clear 
that she was flashing her bare pussy at Byron. The 
expression on Becky's face told me that she was very 
aware of what she was doing and the effect she was 
having on both of us.

Byron couldn't take his eyes off her as he nervously 
tried to cover the growing bulge in his pants with his 
hands. When I mentioned, the details concerning the rent 
of the room Byron listened to me but still kept mentally 
fucking Becky.

With all of that out of the way Byron reluctantly got up 
to leave. Becky stood up and gave Byron a big hug, 
rubbing her boobs against his chest. All the while Becky 
was hugging him, Byron kept looking at me for any sign 
of hostility. He looked worried, but I just smiled at 
him.
As Byron walked to the door I'm sure I saw a wet spot on 
his pants and one hell of a big bulge. 

Becky didn't even wait for Byron to get in his car 
before she was all over me to f*ck her. This time as we 
had sex, I'm sure she called me Byron at least once. As 
we ate dinner, Becky announced that she was going to see 
her doctor the next day. At first her comment went over 
my head then I realized that she was telling me she was 
going to get birth control.

I was delighted and troubled and even a little 
disappointed all at the same time. I knew that this was 
something any responsible wife should do but something 
in my perverted mind wanted my wife to get knocked up by 
someone other than myself. The fact that Byron was black 
added even more to the thrill. My mind was quickly 
sorting through all the problems at the same time and 
coming up with no clear answers.

It was two weeks before Byron would be moving in. During 
that time Becky and I discussed our feelings and the 
ramifications of her possibility of getting pregnant 
even with her use of a diaphragm. (She can't take the 
pill due to a nasty allergic reaction.)

But when I told her that if Byron did knock her up I 
would still raise the baby as my own Becky kissed me 
wildly and told me she did want a baby. 

A few days before Byron was to move in, I presented two 
boxes of rubbers to Becky, one regular size and one 
giant size. Becky hugged and kissed me then she 
whispered in my ear, "I hope he needs the big ones." We 
then went to bed and fucked like wild animals as we 
fantasized about Becky's seduction of Byron.

The day Byron moved in Becky was as excited as a cat in 
heat. Every time I glanced at her she looked like a 
feline on the prowl, her nipples were definitely on high 
beams. While I was at work, Becky was scurrying around 
helping Byron get settled in. All day long kinky erotic 
visions popped into my mind.

By four o'clock I couldn't concentrate on my work any 
longer so I headed home. I don't know what made me use 
the dirt road that comes up to the barn behind the house 
but that's exactly what I did, I snuck onto my own 
property. I parked the car out of sight of the house and 
silently walked in through the back of the house. 
Pausing, I listened. At first I just heard the normal 
house sounds, then I thought I heard a giggle then a 
moan.

From time to time I had questioned my sanity for buying 
this old farmhouse but now I was hoping it was going to 
add new excitement to our lives. Breathlessly I tiptoed 
up the back stairs. 

As I approached Byron's room, the soft moans became more 
distinct. There was no doubt that our new boarder was 
fucking Becky! As often as I had dreamt of this 
happening I wasn't prepared for what I saw as I looked 
into the room.

Becky was sprawled out on his bed and Byron was on all 
fours with his head buried in Becky's pussy. From where 
I was standing I could see her small hand wrapped around 
the biggest blackest cock I had ever seen. It looked 
more like ebony log then a cock.

Spellbound I watched Becky stroke that monster as she 
writhed in lust beneath his lapping tongue. Becky saw me 
out of the corner of her eye and turned her head toward 
me, grinning. She blew me a kiss and mouthed a "thank 
you," to me.

Then her pretty face lost its focus and her moans became 
more vocal; she began babbling about what Byron was 
doing to her. Then she tensed up and yelled that she was 
coming. Byron kept on tonguing her through her climax 
then he got between her legs as Becky tried to stuff his 
black log in her snug little pink pussy.

I was sure it wouldn't go in, but inch-by-inch Byron 
eased his cock in to my wife.

Becky couldn't decide if it was hurting her or if she 
wanted more as she alternately begged for more and for 
him to stop. With about half of it in he began stroking 
in and out. Each down stroke he would squeeze another 
inch into her wildly stretched pussy.

By now Becky was delirious with lust, her babbling was 
beyond comprehension as her hands grabbed at Byron's 
muscular butt. Byron now shifted into high gear, his 
mighty spear jabbing into the previously uncharted 
depths of Becky's tight little pussy.

I was totally mesmerized by the sight before me. My cock 
was drooling so profusely it looked like I had pissed my 
pants. Afraid of being seen and spoiling things, I 
slipped into a room across the hall and freed my aching 
cock as I listened to the sounds of the two lovers going 
at it and stroked my cock in time with Becky's grunts 
and moans.

With my eyes closed, and my hand pumping my meat 
frantically I could see Byron's huge black cock stroking 
in and out of my wife's pale pink pussy. Then I heard 
Byron grunt, then Becky cried out. "Oh yes fill me with 
your hot come. Oh god I'm going to enjoy your big cock."

I stood there looking at my come dripping down the 
doorframe, listening to them making love talk then, I 
heard an alarm go off. 

Byron exclaimed, "Oh shit I've got to run, I have a very 
important meeting in a half hour. I hope we can do this 
again when I don't have to go to school."

Byron dashed about then I heard him kiss Becky before 
running off to his meeting. As the sound of Byron's car 
faded Becky called, "Bruce are you still out there? Come 
see my well-fucked pussy."

I pushed my pants off and quickly went to see how much 
damage had been done. Becky looked like a porn queen, 
her spread legs directing my attention to the sperm 
drooling out of her still dilated pussy ... Wait a 
minute. There wasn't supposed to be any sperm in her 
pussy, she was supposed to have put a rubber on Byron. 
My cock sprung to attention as I dove between her legs 
to plant my mouth on her swampy pussy.

"I'm sorry, I got so hot for his big cock I forgot the 
rubber. Please don't be mad at me."

How could I be mad at her, I was the one who kept 
talking about how exciting it would be for her to be 
fucked by someone else. Here I was dipping my tongue in 
her dilated sperm filled pussy after it had been royally 
fucked by a big black cock. A delicious shiver raced 
through my body as it occurred to me that at that very 
moment Byron's sperm might have impregnated my wife with 
a black baby. 

As I savored the texture and flavor of Byron's sperm my 
cock twitched and wet my belly with my own come, the 
same sperm that I had been shooting in Becky's pussy for 
several years. We had never talked much about Becky 
getting pregnant and after hearing how some couples had 
turned sex into a chore by trying to make a baby we had 
decided to just let it happen. My mental wanderings were 
interrupted by a moan from Becky. As I scooped out a 
large glob of sperm, Becky spoke.

"Bruce is this what you wanted? Do you like the taste of 
another man's sperm as well as your own?"

I answered her by sucking and teasing her clit.

"I suppose you'll make me get a diaphragm before you'll 
let me f*ck Byron again. I just had to feel his sperm 
jetting in me ... You know, just once. Ouch!"

"What's the matter? I didn't scrape your clit."

"No it's nothing you did, I just ovulated. Ever since my 
periods started I've felt it every month. With the 
excitement of Byron moving in I forgot it was due. It 
may already be too late for the diaphragm."

"I thought you went to your doctor to get a diaphragm?"

"He had to cancel due to an emergency."

My heart jumped at the same time as my cock. We were 
going to have a black baby! I suppose I should have been 
upset and made a big fuss. I suppose I should have 
insisted on terminating this pregnancy but instead I 
laid my head on her flat belly and kissed it. Looking 
into Becky's eyes, I asked, "Do you want his baby?"

Becky looked at me for a moment -- we just looked at 
each other then tears welled up in her eyes as she said, 
"Forgive me," then she whispered, "Yes."

I did something I hadn't done in ages, I gave her an 
impassioned bite just below her belly button then I 
moved up and gave her one on each boob where I knew 
Byron would see it. Becky was squirming in excitement as 
I knew she would be. For some reason she always got 
really hot knowing that she would have a visible sign of 
our passion on her for days.

"Oh yes, do it let the world know I'm your horny slut, 
let them know you let a black stud f*ck me and get me 
pregnant. I don't care, I just want both of you."

I crawled up beside her and took her in my arms and 
kissed her tenderly. "Did you like Byron's cock that 
much?"

She brushed the tears from her eyes and whispered, "I 
still love you very much but my pussy wants more of 
Byron's cock, oh yeah!"

"Even if it means some people will talk. After all 
you're a blond and so am I, it's going to me hard to 
explain away a black baby.

Tears welled up again as she said, "I don't care, I want 
babies. I didn't think that I might get pregnant when I 
began teasing Byron. My body took control. For three 
years I haven't used any protection and haven't gotten 
pregnant, so I didn't think about it today. What with me 
ovulating and all the sperm Byron pumped in me, I just 
hope that I can get pregnant."

I kissed away her tears and asked her how many babies 
she wanted. Becky was quiet, her breathing the only 
movement.

"As many as you want me to have."

Grinning I said, "I always wanted a big family."

Becky let out a whoop then hugged and kissed me and told 
me how much she loved me.

**

We cuddled and talked until our tummies grumbled for 
dinner. We showered and went down to the kitchen. Becky 
was wearing noting but a semi-transparent beach robe. 
Her every movement was sexy as hell and my cock was 
rising in response. She noticed and said, "I'm sorry 
this isn't fair to you, I've been selfish. Would it be 
asking too much to ask if you would be happy with oral 
sex for a while? I'm afraid that Byron's monster cock 
has stretched me and your cock would just flop around in 
there I think. I promise to suck it anytime you want."

I mumbled words of thanks but right them I was feeling 
twinges of jealousy. I was starting to feel sorry for 
myself I looked at Becky and saw that Byron's sperm had 
leaked down her thigh. She realized what I was looking 
at and blushed.

Over dinner we bared our souls to each other and talked 
about whether we should "put the Genie back in the 
bottle" or go forward.

Tearfully Becky said, "I don't care what color they are. 
They will be from my loins and I will love them as only 
a mother can. I want you to be my husband for now and 
forever. That hasn't changed, nor will it ever."

There was silence I began to put my feeling and thoughts 
together. I had been the one who had started the whole 
idea of Becky having other lovers. Had I been foolish to 
think that I was man enough to deal with all the aspects 
of our new arraignment? Would I say or do something that 
would poison our love for each other? On a huge leap of 
faith I reached across the table and grasped my 
sweetheart's hand and told her that I trusted her 
judgment and believed her love for me would guide her to 
do what was right for us.

"Do you want to be with us when we have sex? Can you 
accept the children?" she asked nervously.

I just squeaked, "Yes," Sheepishly I mumbled something 
about going out for a bit. Becky asked if I was all 
right. I hugged her tenderly then left after telling her 
I was looking forward to licking her sperm filled pussy 
any time she wanted me to. Before she could say 
anything, the door closed behind me.

No, I didn't go to a bar and get smashed, subconsciously 
I wanted to get out of the way so she would f*ck Byron 
again. I drove out in the field behind the house and 
parked so that I could see when he came back and if any 
lights in any of the back bedrooms came on.

Sitting up on that hill, I would close my eyes and see 
Byron's big black cock as it plunged into Becky's widely 
stretched pussy. I hadn't witnessed Byron's climax and 
seen his huge cock pulse as his come shot deep into 
Becky's fertile womb but I could sure visualize it.

A flash if headlights down by the house awoke me from my 
daydream. Stretching and yawning I watched Byron go into 
the house. Anxiously, I watched waiting to see a bedroom 
light come on. 

Several times I started to head back to the house to see 
what was going on but each time I decided to wait. 
Finally I saw a light come on in Byron's room then it 
was turned out and a dim one remained. 

Carefully I drove back to the house without turning the 
car lights on. Once there I eased into the house and up 
the back stairs.

Becky's voice came to me clearly, "I told you everything 
is cool Bruce knows and it's all right with him. Now 
come over here and stuff that big boy in me until my 
belly looks like a beach ball. I want to drain those big 
balls of yours."

It was at this moment that I peeked around the open door 
and saw Becky's hand wrapped around Byron's massive 
sperm hose. She pulled him to her pussy then her legs 
wrapped around his muscular *ss, drawing him in, and she 
sighed with delight.

There was nothing fancy about Byron's fucking but there 
was no question he was inspired by my lovely wife's 
actions and words. As for myself I had never thought of 
myself as a voyeur, however my drooling cock gave plenty 
of evidence that I was turned on by what I saw.

Byron's big black cock stroked in and out in a timeless 
dance as Becky greeted his every thrust. There was no 
doubt that Becky was getting the f*ck of her life. Never 
before had I seen her so animated. Soon his cock had 
whipped their juices into a white froth highlighting the 
contrast between Becky's pale pink pussy and Byron's 
throbbing black monster cock.

I don't know how long I stood there watching them before 
Byron lunged his hips at Becky one last time, his head 
went up and his whole body stiffened atop her. I knew 
that I was seeing him pumping his seed into my wife's 
womb and that her eggs were waiting for the first sperm 
that was strong enough to penetrate and make a baby.

And Becky was by no means just a quite spectator either, 
she was using her heels to push Byron deeper into her 
pussy as she yelled for him to f*ck her harder.

Finally spent they laid there locked together at the 
loins softly making love talk then Becky noticed me 
standing at the door watching them with my wet cock in 
my hand.

"Hi sweetie. Did you see Byron give me his baby maker? I 
know he got me this time."

Byron turned gray in fright. Had Becky not been covering 
his body with hers I think her would have been out the 
window. Becky told him to calm down and that everything 
was okay. Byron nervously looked at me then at Becky.

"Relax Byron if he was going to shoot you he would have 
done it this afternoon, the first time you fucked me. 
Some of this was his idea."

I guess I looked a bit silly as I stood there with my 
dripping cock in hand but right then I couldn't think of 
anything better to do. By the time I could think of 
anything to say Byron had lost that, "Oh shit I'm going 
to get killed look."

You have just made my husbands ultimate fantasy come 
true. Now you're going to give me something I have 
wanted for years. I'm going to keep draining your big 
black balls of every drop of your baby making sperm 
until I'm tired of making babies.

Byron tried to say something but all that came out was 
gibberish. Sitting on the bed next to them I told him 
that what Becky said was true and that it was okay for 
him to have sex with her anytime she wanted. I went on 
to tell him that as long as he remembered that Becky was 
my wife and not to tell anyone else about our 
arrangement he could continue to enjoy Becky's sexual 
appetite.

Bruce, his cock is so big soft it is saying in me. Then 
my heart leaped as Becky said, "Bruce he's so big that I 
can feel his hot sperm sloshing around in my belly when 
he comes in me. Watch him f*ck me again."

Byron gave me a questioning look. I grinned and said, 
"Don't mind me I'm just a spectator."

Becky wrapped her legs up over Byron's butt and kissed 
him wildly. By the time their kiss ended Byron's butt 
was beginning to pump and his cock was firmly imbedded 
in Becky.

"By the time this baby comes Byron will be an expert at 
fucking me. I hope he likes eating pussy because I'm 
going to want that too. One thing is for sure I'll never 
be able to take his monster up my *ss. That will remain 
your private territory," Becky said in between violent 
thrusts of Byron's cock.

I watched Byron's cock stretch Becky's pussy for at 
least another hour as the two of them fucked to numerous 
climaxes. 

When Byron was finally fucked out, I lovingly I picked 
Becky up and took her back to our room. As I laid her 
down, I placed a pillow under her butt. Without any 
hesitation I then went down on her sperm filled pussy. I 
was amazed at how dilated her pussy was and how swollen 
her pussy lips were. Gone were my feelings of jealousy, 
now I only felt love and lust for my wife. I have no 
idea how long my tongue caressed her pussy but sometime 
during the night I had moved back up on the bed and 
cuddled up next to Becky.

**

I was in the shower when Becky woke up. She came in the 
bathroom and hugged me as I shaved.

"How's your pussy?"

"Empty and sore."

"Are you going to get breakfast or be it?"

Becky laughed.

I turned around pulling her into my arms, the smell of 
sex strongly surrounding her. I kissed her hotly then 
said, "I guess it's too late to change me mind about 
sharing you."

A look of concern swept over Becky's face then I tickled 
her. She squirmed her sexy body against me as I laughed 
and told her I would be thinking of her hungry pussy 
being fed all day. With a swat oh her cute butt I sent 
her to see if Byron could get it up.

As I finished dressing, I heard moans and giggles from 
down the hall. It was all I could do to not go and watch 
but I knew I would soon have more mouths to feed.

**

After Becky's second period didn't come we had a fancy 
dinner in honor of the coming baby. To Becky's delight 
she only had a very slight case of morning sickness and 
soon was back to getting a morning f*ck whenever Byron's 
schedule would permit.

Byron soon got used to my presence and our sex sessions 
turned into threesomes. I didn't bother to try to f*ck 
Becky's pussy but sometimes I would f*ck her in the *ss. 
And a couple of times Byron and I made a sandwich of her 
as we fucked her together.

Byron didn't try to take control or make any comments 
about my manhood. In return he got to f*ck one fine 
piece of *ss regularly. And now that my pretty Becky was 
pregnant, she was hornier then ever.

**

As Becky's belly started to show I begged her to go nude 
around the house so I could see her. At first she was a 
bit hesitant but quickly got into the sprit, and she 
enjoyed the kisses and caresses from Byron and I.

Knowing that the baby inside my wife was because of 
Byron didn't cool my love for Becky, quite the opposite. 
My love or her grew by leaps and bounds. Seeing how 
happy she was made me feel even better.

The more Becky's belly grew the sexier she looked to me. 
Byron and I delighted to the changes pregnancy was 
making to her body. Her nipples grew and turned browner 
and her boobs swelled in preparation for making milk. 
Her sex-drive grew in proportion to her belly and boobs.

Byron became more open about talking about Becky with me 
and was deeply interested about what was going on inside 
of Becky. It was obvious that he was in love with her. 
He was delighted when I told him it was all right for 
him to be open about his affection for Becky as long as 
he remembered that she was my wife and he was just her 
lover. 

Byron thanked me profusely for sharing Becky with him. 
What could I saw but that he was welcome.

THE END

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