Wife’s Surprising Education_(1)

Wife’s Surprising Education

By aliveinpr

My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Please read and enjoy this fictional writing.

I was happy in all aspects with my marriage to Bill. We have been married for 20 wonderful years now and our daughter, Jessica, had turned 18 two months ago. Jessie is now attending college. Bill is established in his employment and in among the upper management level as we have become financially stable.

Our sexual relationship is filled with both romance and lustful exploration. Bill has his fantasy that he would like to see me being fucked by another man, but I keep refusing his proposals telling him that I am very happy with him alone. I keep telling him that his cock is the only cock I need and that during my college years, I had experimented enough that when he came along, I chose him as the man I wanted in bed.

Our circle of friends included some very handsome and virile men and secretly I did wonder what they would be like in bed. Did they have big cocks that Bill felt I should have? I was happy with the hours of sex Bill and I had, thee or four times a week, and I was not about the have sex with any of the husbands of my friends.

Bill’s suggestions became more persistent as he was pumping his cock deep into me. He would name our friends and tried to get me to visualize them and how big their cocks were and how they would stretch me and fill my pussy. Once, he named Jackson, our only black friend. I pushed Bill away and went to the guest room for the rest of the night. Bill knew how I felt about black people. I had been brought up that a white woman who even touched a black man was a slut and considered ‘trailer park trash’. Even tho Jackson and his wife, Rose, were our only black friends, I kept my distance and never hugged either one, like I did our other friends when greeting.

Bill never mentioned Jackson again, but he would pester me with John, Andrew, Mike and Howard. He would describe how turned on he would be to see any one of them with their cocks buried deep in my pussy. It became a regular subject whenever we were in the sexual throws and usually when I was peaking in my orgasms. I considered myself satisfied with Bill and his cock, but I did begin to envision what it would be like to have a three-some with Bill and one of our friends. Would it ruin our marriage? Would we still love each other? What would our daughter say if she found out I had let another man touch me sexually? While Bill was at work, I began to fantasize a three-some and think back to my college days when I was sexually active with boy friends, but never more than one at a time. I became aroused when thinking of having two men pleasuring me at the same time.

It was Spring time and we began to spend more time outside. Bill was an expert BBQ chef and we entertained almost every weekend. I was happy to spend more time with my female friends and they always brought up the new styles in dress. How the younger crowd were wearing shorter skirts and tighter pants. It didn’t take long before we were following the fashions and pleasing our husbands with our sexier looks. Of course, we were really competing against each other and the men ogled us constantly. I noticed how the men were looking at me in my tight shorts, or yoga pants, and I also noted the bulges they supported in their pants. Even being taboo, many times I saw Jackson looking at me with a lustful eye which caused something to stir in me and I tried to always hide my body from his eyes.

During our get to-gathers, I was now fantasizing which one of these delectable men would Bill want to see me having sex with. John’s wife, barbara, was a good friend and she seemed to like wearing very sexy clothes. Now Andrew, handsome, with his wife Mary, both seemed to always congregate with Jackson who seemed to touch her often. Mike and Janice, were very sexy together and not afraid to openly touch each other sexually. Howard’s wife, Alice, appeared to me to be an exhibitionist and dressed in very revealing clothing. We were very close friends, but it bothered me when I would see any of these women touching Jackson in very seductive ways. There were times I caught glimpses of my friends rubbing Jackson’s ass, and they did not hide their indiscretions from their husbands or any one else. Torching his leg or rubbing their boobs against his arm. There were times I saw one of the women disappear in the house with Jackson close behing, then they would reappear ten or fifteen minutes later with smiles of joy. I wondered if they touched Jackson in some way. I couldn’t understand how they could be so wanton, white women acting in such a manor.

I realized that I was having longer and exquisite orgasms with Bill as he would keep describing how excited he would be if he could watch one of our friends cock pumping deep into my pussy, how he wanted to see their cum oozing from me. Every time we made love, I environed each one and what his cock would feel like as it would swell and erupt his cum deep into my womb. I never let Bill know that his fantasy was dwelling on my mind, but with the super orgasms I was having, I think he knew I wound give in to his desire if he kept pushing the subject.

Our weekend get-together’s were super hot as each of us girls would do our best to wear the sexiest outfits. We already knew, the husbands would flirt more and more, even to the point of touching. Usually, only shoulders or hips, but some of the guys were getting to me as my ass was being patted and some times rubbed when no one was looking. I didn’t see any reason to stop them, after all my husband wanted them to touch me, to ultimately fuck me. It did cause my body to shudder and my vaginal juices to seep as they touched me.

I was now having daydreams as Bill was at work. I kept thinking of them touching me, feeling my pussy, feeling my breasts and pulling my nipples. Many times I would come out of my trance and discover my fingers were buried deep in my pussy as my juices flowed. I was beginning to look forward to Bills tales of our friends fucking me as our love sessions were almost every night now.

I began to wonder how Barbara, Mary, Janice or Alice would react if they discovered their husbands having an affair with me. Which one of their husbands would Bill want me to share our bed with, which one would pleasure me the way Bill would suggest? The thought of Bills constant suggestions were routed in my mind causing me to flirt more and more. I also began to dress more suggestive when I knew our friends were going to visit. I was wondering which one would be the first to run his hand up my leg under my skirt or down my shorts and caress my pussy.

I was spending more time in the malls and buying the most sexually outrageous clothes to egg on Bill and eventually my friends husbands. I was ‘pawed’ more and more during our weekend get-together’s . I had become more forward by pushing my ass back to the hand feeling my ass and rubbing my hand up and down a man’s thigh when sitting and talking. I was getting excited as I pictured what each looked like naked with a very hard erection as he was ready to mount me. I even stopped wearing panties with my short skirts. It turned me on when shopping that men might see my pussy as I would sit with my legs slightly parted. My desire for sex was deepening and I liked men looking at me as a sexual object to fill with cum. Bill’s fantasy was nagging my mind, the more he described seeing another man’s cock buried in my pussy, the more I imagined the feeling of another man’s cock.

Friday evening, Bill called and said that he was going to bring Jackson to dinner as he was going to help him setting up his second business. Jackson was not one of my sexual desires, a black man was taboo. I was disgusted when I even saw a white woman walking hand in hand with a black man. My parents felt friendship with a black man or woman was forbidden. My father and mother were outspoken knowing that Bill and I were friends with Jackson and Rose. The longer we knew Jackson and Rose, the more comfortable I had become when they visited, but I still kept my distance.

I wore my sweat suit as not to attract any sexual feelings from Jackson. Dinner was a hit and Jackson and Bill retired to the den where they would discuss setting up the books for Jackson’s business idea. I retired to the bedroom and took a long hot shower as I began fantasizing of a three-some with Bill and John, or maybe Andrew, Mike or Howard. My hand and fingers flew frantically at and in my pussy as I thought about enjoying two cocks. The idea of having my pussy filled for hours with cum, even having them cum in my mouth so I could taste their exquisite male juice before swallowing and sending it to my stomach.

I was still stimulated while drying off and donning a short red silky chemise and climbing into bed. I woke hearing a voice and realized that Bill had not come to bed yet. I got up and at the top of the stairs, I realized that it was the television I was hearing and thought Bill had fallen asleep watching TV. Barefoot, I descended the stairs and walked into the living room. The lights were out and the only light was the illumination from the TV. I saw Bill as he was saying, “Yes, give it to her, give it to her hard.” I was standing next to the end of the couch and realized Bill was watching a porn movie. He was watching a woman being fucked by two men. It was the fantasy he would describe when we were in the throes of passion. I watched for a short time and started to turn and go back to bed when I heard the woman scream, “Fuck me hard.” I turned back and saw she had a cock in her mouth, another in her pussy and another in her ass. Wow, now she had three cocks worshiping her. I had never thought about three men, but now my mind began to stimulate my body as I began to tingle everywhere, especially my pussy.

I seemed to be mesmerized at her outward desire for their cocks. She was totally enjoying being penetrated. I couldn’t move as I watched and then they filled her and I saw cum ooze from her pussy and ass as the cocks were pulled out. Then out of no where, two more cocks appeared and were inserted in her pussy and mouth. My legs were trembling as my body was tingling with sexual desire. I lifted my right leg and sat my leg on the arm rest of the couch as my left leg was still on the floor. I was sexually aroused watching the woman and her orgasms.

My hand was rubbing my pussy when I then heard, “Why don’t you sit down?” I then saw with the illumination from the TV, Jackson sitting on the couch and moving to make room for me. When I entered, the room was so dark, I didn’t see Jackson there with Bill. As he moved, without thinking, I just slid into the space he made and my short chemise slid up and unknown to me, my bare pussy was exposed. I looked at Bill and he was smiling as he got up and went to get another beer. I could feel the heat from Jackson’s thigh as we were pressed together. I also saw a bulge down the leg of his tight pants which looked like a vacuum cleaner hose. Bill reentered the living room and sat looking at me with a smile.

I then heard, “Oh, my God, that is such a big cock.” I looked up and a new chapter was playing and it was a white woman on her knees with a black man’s huge cock in her hands. As the camera zoomed back, she was wearing only a bra and panties and there were seven naked black men pulling on their very large black cocks. I watched her mouth inch toward his hard cock and then it was in her mouth and her cheeks caved in as she was sucking him lustfully. Her hands began to fondle his balls. I then heard, “Yeah, suck his big black cock,” and it was my husband’s voice. I suddenly forgot about my bigotry as I stared at the bulge running from Jackson’s crotch down his left leg. Without thinking, my hand came to rest on his thigh as my small finger was resting against his bulge.

I then watched the woman on the television as she was now sucking a black cock, laying on a black man’s chest with his cock buried in her pussy and another black cock fucking into her ass from behind. I then saw her breasts being pulled and kneaded by black hands. My pussy was now constricting and throbbing as my juices were flowing heavily. My breathing was deep and my left hand began to assault my pussy and clit. Instinctly my right hand automatically began to run up and down the length of Jackson’s cock and soon, he had his belt unbuckled and pants open for my access to his cock. I heard, “Go for it baby, you want it.” I looked up and it was Bill telling me to free Jackson’s cock.

I rolled off the couch and knelt between Jackson’s legs as his cock was exposed to my eyes. I sucked in a deep breath as I marveled at the size, I had never seen a cock so large. In the light of the tv, I saw the glistening of his pre-cum seeping from his pee opening. My hands wrapped around his girth as my head neared the bulbous head of his cock. My tongue then began to lick the pre-cum from him and soon he was in my mouth almost dislocating my jaw. I was so aroused, I knew I wanted to feel his cock inside me and I also knew he would stretch me wide with his fat cock. Not only did Bill want this, he said, “I want to see his cock stretching your pussy.” Now I wanted it too as I was shoving three fingers deep into my hot sopping pussy.

Bill was now kneeling next to me and saying, “Yes, baby, take his cock, his big black cock. You know you want that cock in your pussy, fucking you and pumping his black cum deep into your womb.” As I heard Bill, my body began to shudder and my pussy and ass were throbbing in anticipation of being stretched beyond the size of Bills cock. As my mouth was loving this big black cock, Bill was working my chemise off while Jackson’s hands were pinching and pulling on my nipples. My body was shuddering as I was sucking hard on such a large cock. I wanted to taste his cum, to have him fill my mouth and stomach as I milked his balls.

Jackson then asked, “Joyce, you want your white pussy stretched by my big black cock? Tell your husband what you want.” I let his cock slip from my mouth as I then said, “God yes, Bill, I want his big black cock in my white pussy. I want him to fuck me deep.” I then took him back in my mouth and voraciously sucked to fill my mouth with his cum. I felt his cock expand as Bill said, “Take him baby, fuck him, get his cum.” Jackson then exploded and his cum filled my mouth and I swallowed his juice down my throat to my stomach. I continued to lick and suck until his cock slightly softened. I enjoyed the taste of his cum, a black man’s cum.

Bill pulled me to my feet and spun me around, he grabbed Jackson’s cock and aimed it toward my pussy as he was pushing me down into Jackson’s lap. I felt the bulbous head begin to separate my labia as Bill was gradually pushing me down. Bill got on his knees as he watched Jackson’s cock disappear into my pussy, inch by inch as I bit my lip feeling the membranes of my vaginal canal stretch to accommodate what felt like the size of a baseball bat. His cock was not fully erect after he filled my mouth, but he was still stretching me. My body shuddered and my legs trembled as I felt his cock traveling toward its goal, my cervix, the opening to my womb.

Somehow, I was able to sink and get his cock all the way inside me. Bill’s eyes were wide in disbelief as he said, “God, baby, he’s all the way in your pussy.” I was resting and enjoying the feeling as the pain was subsiding, then Jackson put his hands on my waist, his cock fully erect again, as he lifted me and then let me drop down again. I screamed, “YES, FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG COCK. FUCK ME, FUCK MEEEEEEE.” As Jackson was fucking me deep, Bill was now standing by my head and I sucked his cock deep into my mouth. The feeling I now had, I wanted Jackson to fuck me all night, I wanted his cock in me and I wanted his cum to flood my womb. My orgasms were ongoing as I felt that big cock keep slamming into my cervix.



Bills cock then began to throb and swell in my mouth and then his cum was traveling to my stomach.