Last Tuesday, I came home early. I walked into my ranch style home, heading for the kitchen when I heard a noise emanating from the master bedroom. It’s not uncommon for my wife to jill off after a particularly tough day at school, so I thought nothing of it, walking toward the bedroom to watch.
Rounding the corner, I stood in the doorway, totally shocked at what I saw. There, on the bed, on hands and knees was Geri. But what shocked me was that she was not alone. Behind her, hips pistonning back and forth was one of her fellow teachers. Hands on her hips, balls swinging free, slapping against her pussy, was Lamar Reynolds, Phys Ed teacher, baseball coach, and, apparently, the current paramour of my not so innocent wife of three years. Lamar’s hands slid from Geri’s hips to her breasts, stopping them from swaying underneath her.
I quietly backed out before being seen and returned to my car. I backed out of the drive, parked two houses down and called home.
It went directly to voicemail: “Hey, Babe! What’s up? I’m on my way home. Do you want me to stop at the store? Call me. See you soon. Bye”
Three minutes later, Lamar walked to his car and took off. I drove around the block and returned home.
Before we go any further, let me tell you a little about myself. Thirty years old, tall, brown hair, blue eyes, and, for the most part, a healthy guy. Except for one thing. Three years ago, shortly after our marriage, I was in a major car crash, leaving me paralyzed from the waist down. The other party to the crash agreed to a huge settlement, and the accident didn’t stop me from making a living as a stock market analyst. The only problem was that it left my wife without a fully functioning sex partner. Granted, we have made adjustments, and I enjoy watching her play and occasionally join in on the oral parts of foreplay, but it seems that it isn’t enough. I love her dearly and would do anything for her, not wanting to lose the best thing I’ve ever had.
Walking in, I went to my easy chair, setting my braces on the floor. Geri walked in from the kitchen.
“You’re home early.”
“I was a bit tired. Nothing going on in the market, so I thought we could spend a little time together. Why don’t you get us both a drink. Scotch, rocks, for me.”
She brought them in a moment later and I indicated that she sit on the arm of my chair. Being that close, I thought I could faintly smell cologne. I put my hand on her bare knee.
“Geri, you know I love you to bits, and would do anything for you. And I let you do pretty much anything you want, right?”
“Sure honey.” She squirmed a bit, perhaps from my hand sliding up her thigh, or from the direction she sensed this conversation was going.
“Rather than beat around the bush, I’ll get right to the point. ” My hand slid up inside the leg of her bermuda shorts. “If you want to play with Lamar, or anyone else, you don’t need my permission.” Her jaw dropped. My fingers started playing with the gusset on her panties. “But it would be nice to let me know about it.”
“I… I don’t know what to say? How… how long have you known?”
My fingers slid inside her panties, gathering up the evidence of her recently completed tryst. “About twenty minutes. It’s OK. I know you have needs. Needs that I can’t meet. And I won’t deny you. I’d just like to be in on the details.”
I withdrew my cum soaked fingers, offering her one. She sucked the finger clean. I sucked the other one.
“If you want to meet Lamar again, go ahead. Just give me some warning. I don’t want to embarrass you, or him.”
“You want me to give you all the lascivious details? Or would you rather watch?” she said, as she pushed my hand back down inside her panties.
“Lets just start with the details. Like today, for example.” I scooped out another fingerful and fed it to her.
“He walked up behind me in the bathroom, cupping my breasts through my top, rinding his cock against my ass. He nuzzled my neck, whispering how good it feels to slowly stuff himself inside me. Sliding his hands inside my bra, he guided me to the bed. He practically tore my clothes off before pushing me down on the matress. Dropping to his knees, he spread my thighs, telling me how beautiful my cunt is just before sucking my clit into his mouth. His tongue dug deep, slithering between my pussy lips, then trilling against my clit. I clamped my thighs against his ears, my hands rubbing his shaved head, grinding my cunt against his face. Two orgasms! That’s what he told me he wanted. He ate me through two orgasms before letting me have his big, beautiful ebony dick. I told him to go easy. I wasn’t sure he would fit.”
“But he did, didn’t he Geri?” I interjected, feeding her another fingerful of her and Lamar’s passion.
“Oh, God yes.Did he ever. I’ve never been so full.” Turning to me, she asked. “How long were you watching?”
“About thirty seconds of him pounding you from behind with his hands mauling your breasts.”
Geri reached into my pants and began stroking my listless cock. She knew she could make me cum, even if I couldn’t get hard. She also knew that I loved this kind of torture.
“You know, he pumped me full of cum shortly after you left. I wasn’t sure he was going to stop. By the time he slithered out of me, his cum was dripping down my thighs. He was just starting round two when you called. I would have answered, but I had a mouthful of chocolate, if you know what I mean.”
I felt the wetness in my lap as her dainty fist coaxed a load out of my limp cock. She squeezed the last drops from me and brought her cum coated hand up to her face, licking me from the back of her hand.
“Let Lamar know that I know, and that I’m cool with it.” I gave her a kiss, tasting myself on her tongue.
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The following Day, we went our separate ways to work, I, to the brokerage and Geri to school. About ten in the morning, I was sitting at my desk, researching an IPO for a customer. PING! A text message popped up on my phone.
Morning sexy. Just wanted to give you a heads up. Lamar and I are getting together after school at our place. He says he has some unfinished business to attend to. He also says thanks. See you for dinner.
I instantly pictured him pinning her to the bed and riding her through two orgasms, leaving her thighs and red haired bush a creamy, sticky mess. I couldn’t wait to get home. The torture of not knowing was killing me, but the anticipation of finding out excited me beyond belief.
At 5 in the afternoon, my phone pinged again.
Lamar just left. come on home and see what he’s done. Dinner will be on the table.
I parked the car in the drive, hobbled up the steps to the kitchen door.
In my best Desi Arnaz imitation, I called out, “Lucy, I’m home!”
From the dining room, I heard, “Dinner’s on the table. Come and get it!”
Rounding the corner I stood in the doorway. My jaw dropped. There, splayed out on the table was Geri, stark naked.
“Bearded clam in a warm Bearnaise sauce, directly from chef Lamar.”
I stepped between her spread thighs, watching as a drool of cum slid slowly down between her pussy lips. I leaned over, extended my tongue, and tentatively licked up the dribble of cum. While I was already used to tasting myself, sucking up someone elses cum was a new experience.
“Dive in! He left it there just for you. He wants to know how you like it.” She grabbed my head and pulled it tight. “I want to know how you like it, too.”
Those words of encouragement was all it took. Obviously, she had enjoyed Lamar’s company, as well as his attention. It was the least I could do. After all, I had asked for this. I sucked another dollop of creamy, salty-sweet liquid from Geri’s cunt, thighs, and neatly trimmed red bush. She sat up, my head still in her hands and gave me a deep, sloppy, cummy kiss. I could taste him on her teeth and tongue.
“I coaxed three loads from his magnificent cock this afternoon,” she said as she climbed off the table and offered me a seat. “Two in my cunt and one in my mouth.”
She dropped to her knees in front of me, unzipping my pants and pulling my limp dick free. She kissed the head as she stroked
“Yesterday, he did me doggy style. Today he let me ride him. Because he was on his back, he plucked, sucked and twisted my nipples until I came all over his cock. That ebony head bumping my cervix drove me wild. He was very attentive of my needs, making me cum half a dozen times, using his fingers while giving his cock a rest.”
She could tell I was getting close. “I need your cum!” she whispered. “Where do you want it? Mouth? Tits?”
“Wherever you want it is fine with me,” I replied through gritted teeth. She pointed it at her chest just as I erupted, letting it drool down the slope of her breasts. She stood, presenting her cum coated nipples to me to suck. I took the left one, licking and sucking my creamy sauce from her delectable breast before attacking the other one. It was then that I noticed a bruise on the underside.
“Did he…”
“Lamar marked me.” she interrupted. “That and an ankle bracelet are outward signs of a cuckold relationship.”
“I’ll go to the jewelers tomorrow.”
I kissed the hickey as I finished licking my seed from her chest. She leaned in again, offering me a kiss. “You’re so yummy!”
