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Anthea had arrived at her parents’ home that lunchtime with trepidation and she left a couple of hours later still filled with trepidation. But everything had changed. The issues surrounding her pregnancy were settled now. They had accepted it and they were supportive; she knew that they would be there for them all. Her problem now though was how to deal with their situation. Ten months ago she would have been totally perplexed by their revelations but now she understood. She had cuckolded her own husband and was carrying her lover’s child. She understood cuckolding now but she wondered if her mum and dad really understood what they were letting themselves in for.
She had experienced the sexual pleasures that her mum would get from it and she had experienced at first hand the sexual joys in store for her dad. She remembered well her first thrill from her relationship with Ben. Sitting down next to him on that settee at the party she had felt the heat from his body as they watched a black male coupling with a white female. She had glanced down at his groin and seen the growing bulge resulting from scenes of the man’s huge manhood thrusting in and out of the woman’s sex; she had felt that tingle between her thighs and the dampness of her crotch watching her enjoy orgasm after orgasm. She had also felt the touch of his hand on her thigh as he stood up after the film. He had made it look so innocent, a balancing act to get him to his feet but she had felt his warmth and his tremble as his flesh made contact with her flesh.
She had also seen the look in his eye. She knew the look of male lust having seen it often in men she had come into contact with but this look was different. It wasn’t just the stripping away of her clothes with his eyes; she could almost feel his touch as well, his hands on her breasts arousing her and his fingers touching her sex, exploring her. It did not happen all that often but she certainly felt it then. Then there was his chatting up. He seemed so disappointed when she made it clear to him that they were not swingers and that Jack did not let her see other men. She had enjoyed his attention and his sadness had affected her.
She saw that hope return again later when they agreed he could stay the night and he seemed so relaxed as they sat with a nightcap. Then the sadness returned when Jack offered to show him his room. His feet moved with reluctance as he followed Jack out of the room but then suddenly he turned around and looked at her one more time. The look of lust had returned but this time he slowly and deliberately ran his tongue over his top lip. She could almost feel it sliding over her clitoris.
Anthea knew that her mum would have similar experiences. Then there was her dad.
What had surprised her most was Jack’s reaction that night and the next morning. They went to bed together soon after Ben went to his room and they undressed in silence. Anthea looked at him as she slipped on a thigh length white silk nightdress, he had an erection. As she slipped into bed beside him he pulled her to him and kissed her. She didn’t really want to make love to him with a stranger within hearing distance but his fingers began to arouse her. “I hope that you’re not going to sneak into Ben’s room after I fall asleep,” he told her with smile.
“Of course not,” she responded as Jack slipped down the bed and pushed her clothing up over her breasts.
She moaned softly as his tongue made contact with her sex. “You do know what they say about those guys don’t you?”
“No,” she sighed.
“They have big ones; very big ones,” he said quietly. “And they can fuck for hours.”
His tongue penetrated her and she quickly became lost in the imagery inside her head. She began to imagine Ben’s hands on her again. Lifting her thighs back just like the man in the movie; resting her legs on his broad shoulders as he thrust his huge manhood inside her. She could imagine being fucked like that; pinned down and being used for sexual pleasure. Black skin against white skin; black flesh pleasuring white flesh.
“I bet he’s much bigger than me,” Jack said as slipped his cock inside her.
He felt harder than normal and he fucked her with more aggression than he usually did. His hands slipped under her bottom to hold her tighter against him and she quickly found herself on the verge of an orgasm. Her thoughts of Ben being in the next room quickly disappeared as she let go and got lost in the moment. Her inhibitions just seemed to melt away and Anthea embraced her joy with a string of orgasms. It was only afterwards when Jack had slipped into a deep sleep that she wondered what Ben must have thought about her very vocal enjoyment of sex.
She arose early next morning. It was light outside and it was only seven o’clock but it was the weekend. The world outside was quiet. Normally she would have slipped downstairs for a cup of tea wearing only what she had slept in but she remembered that they had a guest staying. She wouldn’t want to bump into Ben in such a state so she pulled on a pair of panties and put on her dressing gown. She was glad that she had done it because Ben suddenly appeared from upstairs as the kettle finished boiling. She offered him a drink and he asked for a coffee.
“Jack still sleeping, hey?”
She nodded and told him that she often got up early to have a cup of tea and then go back to bed. He smiled. “You seem a happy girl this morning,” he commented. She knew instinctively what he was referring to.
“Hope we didn’t keep you awake,” she teased.
He smiled once again. “It was too short to delay my sleep.”
She laughed to herself. ‘The bugger had an answer for everything’, she thought.
“Was that because I was here?” he asked. “The passion, I mean.”
“What makes you think that?”
“Experience,” he told her. “It’s either male ego kicking in showing off prowess or maybe over excitement at having a superior male nearby listening.”
Anthea didn’t respond.
“It would have lasted much longer if Jack and I had swapped places,” he told her, “but he would have had a disturbed night’s sleep.”
She didn’t look up at him but she knew that he was probably right. She felt that tingle between her thighs again.
“Lots of couples are into that these days,” he told her. “Fidelity is a long way down the list of red lines in a relationship. The pressures of modern life; juggling careers, family, survival in general, it all takes its toll. Cuckolding can be a welcome distraction from the pressures of life.”
Anthea smiled. “A welcome distraction!” she replied. “I don’t think Jack would see it that way.”
“How do you know?” he asked as he took a mouthful of coffee. “Have you asked him? He might well enjoy it.”
She shook her head and laughed. “I think you live in a fantasy world.”
“You think so do you?” he shrugged before finishing his coffee. He reached inside his jacket pocket and took out his wallet. Moments later he handed her his business card. “Talk to him sometime. Tell him what we have just spoken about and see his reaction. My mobile number’s on there. Give me a call; better still get him to give me a call.”
She stood up with him and walked him to the front door. As she started to open it he pulled her away gently and tugged at the sash of her dressing gown. All she could do was gasp at his audacity when he not only opened her gown but also lifted up her nightdress. He looked briefly at her breasts then reach down and slipped his index finger inside the waistband of her panties and gently pulled them towards him.
He glanced down and spent a few moments looking at her sex before releasing them. Quickly giving her a kiss on her forehead he said, “Tell him what I have just done and let him know that I prefer you fully shaved when I come to fuck you.” Moments later he stepped outside the door and headed down their driveway.
It took her a few minutes to pull herself together and take in what had just happened. After finishing her tea she headed back to bed. Jack was awake. She hung up her gown and slipped into bed beside him. “Ben gone then?”
“Yes,” she replied as she snuggled up against him. He was hard again.
“I heard him getting up.”
“You should have come down for a cup of tea.”
“I wanted to but... “
“But what?”
“I was afraid.”
“Afraid?”
“Afraid of what I might find.”
“You mean me and Ben?”
Jack nodded.
“And... what would you have done if...?”
“That’s what I was afraid of,” he told her.
“Afraid of getting into a fight with Ben?”
He shook his head. “No. Afraid of just standing there watching and your response afterwards.”
His answer completely floored her.
“What would you have thought about me watching the both of you?”
“I... I don’t know to be honest,” she answered as she took his hardness in her hand. “Would you have wanted me to let him fuck me?”
She felt his cock jerk in her hand. She already knew that answer. “He left me his business card,” she revealed. “He asked me to call him sometime, although he would prefer you to call him.”
“Why... why did he leave his card?”
“I think you know the answer to that don’t you Jack. He wants to cuckold you.”
Jack sighed. “And is that what you want?”
She reached closer and kissed him. “I would like it very much,” was her reply.
“And why do I have to call him?”
“Because he would get a kick out of your humiliation inviting him to fuck your wife.”
“And would you get a kick out of it too?”
She kissed him again. “Very much so.”
His cock twitched in her hand once again and she felt his precum beginning to trickle over her fingers. Anthea knew that he was close to cumming and knew that sex with him would be over too quickly for her as so she decided on a hand job now and then a slow arousal to ready him for sex afterwards.
“Should I tell you what he did though as I let him out?” she asked as she gripped tightly and began to masturbate him.
“He... he kissed you?” Jack groaned.
“Not just that,” she told him before explaining what happened.
“He... saw your...?
“He saw my pussy, yes,” she interrupted as her hand moved with more vigour. “And he wants you to shave my neatly trimmed patch off.”
Jack groaned louder and she immediately felt his cum spurting into her hand and against her thigh.
They lay together in silence for a while afterwards kissing and cuddling. Both had so much to say and yet were afraid to speak. Anthea felt his erection stirring against her belly a little later and held him in her hand once again. He turned and looked at her and finally broke the silence. “Do you really want me to phone him?”
She thought for a few moments before she answered him. “Yes, I would like you to please but only if you want him to fuck me.”
She felt him harden in her hand. He cleared his throat and spoke again. “I don’t want him to fuck you. I love you and yet I get so turned on by the thought of you two together.”
She kissed him. “I understand,” she responded. “Why... why don’t we try it just the once and see how we feel about afterwards.”
“Just the once then,” Jack agreed.
Anthea pulled away and took off her nightdress. “”You’ll have to call him and tell him though,” she said as she sat astride him.
Jack groaned as she took hold of his erection and guided it to her opening. “You’ll have to shave me as well,” she added as she sank down on him.
Another groan escaped his lips as she began to gyrate her groin against him. “And he gets to spend a whole night with me.”
Jack agreed as he surrendered himself to her.
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