It was just supposed to ba a quick *****

This is my first shot at writing in some time after a considerable absence. I hope that all that I have read will help me improve my style. This is a fact based fiction. Enjoy

[u]It was just supposed to be a quick ******]

We had just stopped in for a quick ***** on the way home. As always Cathy looked stunning and sensual the way slim tight bodied black women always do. There was a sexual tension in the air when we walked in. You see it is a small town and Cathy had gotten something of a reputation as a "fun girl" among the local hound dogs. Being a Saturday night, the hound dogs were out and on the prowl.
They didn't know that I knew but almost half the guys who hung out there had fucked my sexy black wife at least once, and the other half had heard all the juicy stories and were waiting for an opportunity to get their turn. Being a total knockout and the only black girl in town made her all the more sought after once the word got around that she was an easy lay. Like I said, they didn't know that I knew so they made a good show of acting cool. But I could see it in the smirks and the knowing looks they gave her and the hot come on smiles she gave them back. It got me hard thinking of her being their fuck toy.

We sat down at across the bar from a group of guys. They were regulars there and you could see there interest pick as they focused their attention us. Or, I should say on Cathy as she slid into her seat. Her 34C ebony breasts, not huge but firm, were on ample display under a low slung tube top. She knew what they were looking at and she liked the attention.

"Hello boys." she cooed.

"Hi Cathy." they sang back like a chorus.

"You're looking good tonight baby" a few added suggestively as if I weren't even there.

"Thank you" She replied, oh so lady like as she turned her attention back to me and the Remy Martin I had just ordered for her. She leaned in close to me and said "Don't look now but Bill's *** Greg is back in town." Naturally I looked. Greg had been the local football star quarterback in high school before he left for college. A blonde haired hunk who had had his pick of the cheerleaders. But that hadn't stopped him from being determined to blow his white load into the local dark meat special his Dad and his Dad's friends always joked about. Cathy had always put him off because of his age. The cops in town already suspected she was hooking just because she was black. The last thing she needed was to start messing around with some high school kid. But here he was now, back from college, just as hunky, newly legal. And by the gaze he had locked on my wife, just as determined to get some of that brown sugar.

After Cathy tossed down her first ***** she told me to order her another round while she went to the ladies room. I did and watched as she walked around the bar and passed the crowd of man who's eyes followed her silently every step of the way. Once the door closed behind her, they all spoke at once in half whispers that I could still hear.
"Goddd Damn!!" "Those tits are just made for fuckin" "She's ready for it for sure."
Then, as if they suddenly remembered I was there they got quiet again and looked my way. I made a show of staring intently at my ***** and pretending I had not heard a word. After a second, they were all convinced of this and burst out laughing at the pathetic fool whose wife they regularly shared.

When Cathy reemerged ad again walked past the group Greg was ready for her. He grabbed her wrist as she walked by at pulled her to the bar next to him. Smiling, he drew her practically nose to nose.
"I was hoping I see you tonight Mrs.___________. I just got back." The formal address was a mocking tone and she could feel his breath on her cleavage as his eyes undressed her. He left no doubt why he was hoping to see her. The young boy she had put off for so long was a man now. Her moistening cunt started to take over her thoughts. He both scared her and aroused her and in that moment she knew that he was going to have what he wanted.

She pulled her wrist free and took a step back but stayed by his side. "Well here I am. Take a good look."

"I am. And it looks just as good as I remember."

"Uh huh. You're just like your Daddy" she laughed.

"Yeah. He told me about how you and him ----- got close."

"We did. A couple of times."

He moved in close again and below the bar he slipped his hand under her short skirt and between her legs. He found nothing between his hand and her bare cunt lips. His Daddy had told him about that too. I could tell even from across the bar by the way her eyes flew open wide for a second when is fingers found their mark and he slid one into her.

"So when are you and me going to ------ get close."

"I think you're pretty near closing the deal boy." she said breathlessly. "But I've got my husband with me."

At this point I had a pretty good idea of what was going on and I knew that my best roll was to play the out of it oblivious hubby to my slut wife's cheating ways. We had only come in for a ***** but it looked like Cathy was about to get a lot more.

Greg snickered. "He looks out of it. Let's just ditch him."

"No. He may not be much in bed but he pays my bills. Help me get him home and pour him in bed, then we can have the place to ourselves." Greg looked a little concerned at this until Cathy reached out her hand. The whole bar could see as she ran her hand over his stiff cock and assured him. "Don't worry big boy. Tonight's your night."

They came around to where I was sitting. I acted confused as they each took an arm and guided me to the door. "You've had enough sweetie. You can't drive." My loving wife said sweetly. "Let me get you home."
As we moved past the men to the door I could see Greg getting pats on the back and high fives from the others, many of which had at one time or another been lucky enough to have scored the same goal that he just did.

Brill. Please continue
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Outside, they laid me down on the back seat of our car. Once free of me Greg took Cathy in his arms and their lips locked in a long passionate kiss. Their tongues probed impatiently as their bodies ground into each other. "I've been waiting for that chocolate cunt of yours. It seemed like everybody else was getting a go at it but me."

"A girl has to watch her reputation" Cathy teased. "You wouldn't want to see me go to jail for giving it up to a minor would you? Besides, your wait is almost over" At that he pulled her tube top down, exposing her firm breasts and bent over to suck one into his mouth. Cathy's tits were always sensitive and seemed to have a direct connection straight to her clit. She began to moan and squirm.
He lifted her up and sat her on the front fender of the car and began to undo his pants. "I think my wait is over right now!"

"NO!!! Wait!!" My wife shrieked "Wait until we get to the house." But his hard cock was out and he was moving into position at her dripping cunt lips. "We have all night for the house Chocolate. My cock is ready to burst and your pussy is soaking wet right now like the nigger cock slut you are." And with that he entered her with a single savage thrust. Cathy let out a scream and a cheer rose up from the bar. The guys had come out and were standing by the back door watching as the homecoming college boy took his prize.

"Give it to her Greg!!!" " Shoot her full of jizz" they yelled.

She moaned and echoed their yells. "Yes Shoot me full of jizz. I want your cum."

"You're gonna get it baby. All night long. Don't worry" I watched through the windshield as the blonde foot ball star fucked my wife on the hood of my car. Finally I saw his body tense and his back arch. He was shooting his potent white sperm deep into her. They both moaned and he collapsed on her.

The guys all chuckled at the sight of my pretty wife getting unceremoniously fucked on the hood of my car while I lay passed out on the back seat. I could hear Bill, Greg's ******, boasting. "That's my boy!! He didn't even let the little black bitch make it out of the parking lot before he dicked her!!" And they all burst out laughing.

His cock as still in her as they lay on the hood and made out after their first fuck. It was pretty obvious that they were building up for another go soon. Their hips started to buck and I thought he was about to go at her again right there when he said: "I think I'm about ready to get you into that bed now." and he rose up.

Cathy struggled to her feet. Her legs were wobbly. "That is one thick white cock you have there. I can barely even stand." She handed him the car keys. "Here. You drive" As they pulled out of the lot I could see my wife staring adoringly at the buffed young cocksman who had just taken her. She was funny like that. She always seemed to fall in love with whoever just fucked her senseless. I wasn't worried. It only lasted until the next stiff dick came along. And, she always came back to me. She knew that I would always love her no matter how many guys she opened her legs to. In fact, I loved the fact that she did and she loved me for the freedom that gave her.

Greg looked over at her briefly, they put his hand on the back of her head. She had been in enough front seats with enough men to know what that meant. He didn't have to say it, but he did. "Suck on my cock." I watched as my wife's head dipped out of view. Her young stud shifted around behind the wheel as she pulled out his cock and sank her ebony lips around his shaft. "Mmmmmm" he moaned as he threw his head back. I almost yelled out "Watch the road" But I didn't for fear of giving it away that I was awake and seeing everything.
"You're as good a cocksucker as you are a fuck Cathy. I think we are going to be real good friends from now on baby" "Unuhhh" he grunted, and my wife's head reappeared. "What did you stop for baby?"
"We're almost there." she said. "Besides, I don't want to waste any of the cum. I want you to shoot it all into me. And I don't mean my mouth."

"Oh yeah? What are you going to tell your husband when you start spitting out little blonde haired milk chocolate rug rats?

"You let me worry about that OK? I won't tell him you did it." And they both laughed hard at the thought him breeding her.

Greg pulled into our driveway and helpe Cathy lug a still "passed out" me into the house and up the stairs. Cathy whispered "Go downstairs and fix us a *****. I'll pour my husband here into bed and be right down. He'll be out all night." Greg eased down the stairs and Cathy closed the bedroom door behind us. My eyes flew open and we kissed.

"If I had known that kid was hung like that I would have fucked him sooner." she gushed. "And talk about a big cummer!! When he started shooting off into me I didn't think he was going to stop."

"Maybe I had better clean you up a bit before you go back down to your company then."

"Mmmmmm. Maybe you better." I laid back on the bed and Cathy straddled my face. Her firm brown inner thighs were smeared with her new lovers seed and his load was running down from her full used pussy. I licked those thighs clean right up until I reached her puffed out cunt lips. Then she dropped down and ********* me with her cum filled cunt. My tongue snaked deep into her. The scent of both their sweat mingled with the unmistakable smell and taste of the potent semen as I lapped it out of her. My dick was rock hard but Cathy would give it no relief. She had bigger things on her mind. She rose up and smoothed her skirt. "Good job my little cuckold cum lapper. But now I've kept Greg waiting long enough and my pussy is craving some more of the thick white dick." And she walked out of the room and down to her boy toy.

Our house was a big old farm house out on the edge of town. Modern heat had long since been installed but many of the rooms still had large open vents to the floor below which were originally for heat to rise up through in the winter. Turning out the lights and pulling back the rug next to our bed provided me with a large unobstructed window through which I could clearly see and hear everything which was about to take place below me.

Cathy was just entering the room as I settled into position for the show. Greg reached out and handed my wife a glass of Remy Martin, neat. "Mmmmm" she purred. "You know what I like."

"I've been watching you for a long time."

"Stalking me?"

"Don't act like you didn't know."

"So. Now that you've got me, what do you intend to do with me?"

"Anything I want Chocolate. Anything I want." He moved in close and pulled her to him. "I'm going to fuck that sexy black body of yours in every hole you have and every way its ever been had and then I going to show it some brand new ways."

He grasped her tube top at the bottom and she raised her arms in surrender so he could easily slip it off over her head. Their lips met and locked in a lingering fuck me kiss. They separated just long enough for Greg to tear off his clothes. Cathy was about to remove her short black skirt when Greg stopped her. "Leave it on. It looks hot with it bunched around your waist while I fuck you. Now suck my dick again like you did in the car."

He sat down on our sofa with his legs spread wide as my wife knelt between them obediently. He smiled a cocky smile. She wrapped her lips around his already hardening white cock. He looked very pleased with himself, like a master of the plantation having his way with one of his sexy servants. I could see his bulging cock growing, it's outline clear against my wife's cheeks as he trust into her mouth and then out again. True to her desire to take every bit of his potent baby gravy into her tight pussy, Cathy rose up, turned around and straddled his now rigid fuck pole. This was my first full view of the cock that was now making its home in my Cathy. She was not kidding!! This kid was sporting the thickest, best hung cock I had ever seen on a white guy!! She often used to joke about wanting to try getting fucked by a horse. This blonde haired young stud was giving her about the next best thing right now!! She is actually a tiny little thing. Only 5'2" and 115 lbs. She twitched a bit as the head of his cock found its way past her outer lips and then she began to ease herself down his shaft. My little cock was aching at the erotic sight of that massive white pole pushing its way into her ebony snatch.

About a third of the way in she pulled back up. Her cunt was soaking wet and she needed to draw that lubrication out to help with her impalement. His cock glistened with the combination of her jucies and the pre cum he was already seeping into her.

She pressed down again and once more he claimed her married pussy as his own.

"I love that tight cunt of yours. It feels so snug on my cock. If I didn't know better I would think you were 13 instead of 30."

"If that's what you like maybe next time I'll wear my Girl Scout uniform."

He was now fully in side her and she was full of white cock right up to the depths of her womb. She threw back her head and ground on him until her body shuddered. The convulsions of her pussy walls squeezed and massaged his pulsing cock. She began to bounce up and down on the invading young prick. Like a piston he slammed repeatedly into her body. I could see every thrust as this arrogant blonde stud pummeled my woman like a cheap whore.

In time, he rolled to his side and pulled he down with him. His cock never missed a beat as he kept fucking her in a spooning position. I could still see clearly every long glistening stroke as my wife screamed. "Give it to me Greg. Take it all! This pussy is yours whenever you want it!! I love your big white cock filling me up."

"You're pussy is amazing. The guys told me you were nice and tight, but I've never fucked a cunt with a grip like this. Is this what all black girls are like?" Cathy's cunt IS amazing. That is another reason so many guys want a piece of it. She is what they call a "snapper". Her pussy has a grip as strong as a weight lifters hand shake. It has to be felt to be believed and Greg was becoming the latest in a long line of believers.

She could feel his cock throb swell even more, she knew he was close. She worked those muscles expertly, squeezing and milking him for the cum she craved. He let out a bellow- "This is it Chocolate!! I can't hold it any more!!" He drove his full length into her and held himself tightly against her cervix. He shot spurt after spurt straight into her fertile womb.

"That's it sugar. Don't hold back. Give it all to me. Every drop. This pussy is yours!!"

Her body spasmed as her own orgasm came simultaneously with his and they both fell into a post fuck ***** with his cock still buried in her. I dropped off myself ad was awakened to the sound of their love making once again. This time he had Cathy bent over the back of sofa and was plowing her cunt from behind. Cathy let out a grunt with each thrust of the white fuck meat slammed deep into her until her new cockmaster ground hard into her and hissed "Yesssssss!!" and shot yet another load into my willing wife.

After they recovered Cathy turned to him and they locked in a passionate loving tongue kiss. Then looking deep into his eyes she said regretfully "You'd better go now. It's almost 6AM and my husband could be waking up any time now."

"I want to see you again tomorrow"

"Me too. I'll make up some excuse to get away. He trusts me." And they both laughed.

Greg got dressed and left. Cathy came upstairs to find me on the bed dutifully waiting to clean he cum filled black pussy. There is nothing more erotic than the sight of some strange mans jizz running down the inside of her perfect brown thighs. He must have pumped a gallon into her. I swirled my tongue in the creamy goo and lapped up every bit.

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I drifted off to ***** as the Sun was just peaking over the horizon and awoke at the crack of noon. Cathy was still *****ing contentedly after her workout the night before. Her legs were parted and her cunt lips still swollen from the pounding her new young stud had given her. Not wanting to wake her, I gently eased my head up to her slit and inhaled. Even though I had cleaned her well the scent of their mingled sex was still heavy between her legs. I leaned back and stared at her long and lovingly. My wife--- my love --- the town slut. I jerked off as I replayed in my head all that I had witnessed just a few hours ago.

When I came, I shot my little load on her smooth brown inner thighs fantasizing that I was hung like the rough necks and Alpha males who used her and who she used to give her kind of fucking that I never could.

I knew she would be waking soon so I went down to put on some coffee and make her breakfast. Moving around the kitchen my mind went back, remembering how we had met. I was visiting friends in the city 8 years ago and I walked into a neighborhood bar in one of the marginally disreputable sections of town. Being a weekday afternoon the place was nearly empty. At the far end of the bar from the door I saw her, sitting alone. She was dressed, not elegantly, but definitely more polished than what you would expect for the area and the establishment. A wrap around skirt, print blouse showing just the right amount of cleavage, low heels and ear rings. A high class lady in a low class dive.

Our eyes locked. I was immediately drawn and walked down sitting beside her. "Hi" I said never breaking our gaze. "Can I buy you a ********

"I new you were going to ask me that as soon as you walked in."

"You did huh?"

"Uh Huh. Make it a Remy Martin " Before the words were out of her mouth the bartender was setting a glass in front of her.

"Anything for you pal?" he asked. "Anything to ***** that is." I turned my head and his knowing grin told me he had seen this girl have this effect on men before.

"I'll have a Guinness"

I turned my attention back to her and we spoke for about an hour. It was an easy relaxed conversation as if we had already known each other forever. I think she was as ********** as I was. Regretting that I actually had somewhere urgent to go I told her I had to leave. Without asking she gave me her phone number and said "Call me."

I had been given numbers by beautiful women in bars before bu this was different. Thee look in her eyes and the heavy breath in her voice told me that she meant it. I limped out with a hard on and a resolution to follow through.

I called her later that evening but Cathy was not there. Her number was to an apartment that she shared with two other girls. Disappointed, I tried again later. Still no Cathy and it was now almost midnight. Getting too late to keep trying. Besides, I was starting to feel a little foolish. Maybe I had imagined the connection between us. Maybe it was all one way.

Almost a week later I had pretty much given up. It was too good to be true anyway.

Almost a week later I had pretty much given up. It was too good to be true anyway.
My buddy was waiting in the car for me as I ducked into a bar to grab a six pack. By coincidence it was the same bar where I had met Cathy. I had just asked the bartender for my six when out of nowhere she appeared next to me!!

"Why didn't you ever call me?"

"I did. Several times but you were never there." She just smiled and turned to the bartender. "I'll have another Remy. He's paying." As she said it her eyes locked on mine with a deep, silent "Don't worry it will be worth your while" look. I nodded to the bartender that it was OK.

"I can't stay. I have someone waiting for me but I want to get together with you."

"We will." she assured me and we arranged to meet the next day.

I took her to a local jazz club where we had ****** and dinner to the sounds of some cool jazz. She was even more gorgeous than when I had first met her and every bit as entrancing. The sexual tension was thick. We both knew where we wanted this night to go, the only question was "you're place or mine?" As it turned out it was neither. We ended up in a nearby motel where we fucked each others brains out until the sun came up. It was hard to believe because we had both been around the block more than once but, it really was love at first sight. Within a week she had moved in with me. I had a good paying 9 to 5 which kept us very comfortably. Cathy was the perfect homemaker during the day and my own personal ebony fuck goddess at night.

One day, about two months into our arrangement, I came home to find Cathy was nowhere to be seen. Not too concerned at first, I simply assumed that she was out shopping. As the evening wore on though I became worried. She never came home that night, or for the next 3 nights!!! I checked her old hangouts. (At least the ones that I knew) Nothing.

I checked with her old roommates. They laughed. "That's Cathy." ------ "Don't worry. I'm sure she is being WELL taken care of." --- "Yeah!! You can count on that!" And they all burst out laughing again.

I was furious. I was in love with this woman and here she was out cheating on me after only a couple of months!! The thought of her out fucking other guys had my guts churning inside and, to my surprise, my cock hard as a rock!!

On the 4th night, after a full weekend away, I came home to find her back. She was making dinner and smiling as if nothing had happened.

"Where the Hell have you been for 3 days?" I fumed.

She turned to me looking shocked at my anger. "If I knew you were going to act like this I wouldn't have come back. Do you want me to leave?" It was a good question. Part of me was thinking "Hell yes. Get the fuck out." But another of me wanted her then even more than before.

"No. I don't want you to leave. But I love you Cathy. I had no idea where you were. You were with another guy, weren't you?"

She took my hand and walked me into the living room. We sat. "Maybe I was and maybe I wasn't." she said gently and matter of factly. "Did I ever tell you that I would never fuck other men?" It was true. She never had. I had just assumed it but we had never discussed it. "I love you too" she went on. "But I am just not a one man woman."

"So what then? Am I just supposed to accept your cheating on me?"

"Of course not. But it's not cheating if you know about it, is it? I love you and want to be with you. But I like men and men like me. I am going to have other men and other men are going to have me. If we are going to be together you are going to have to deal with that."

I struggled within myself to resist but I was more turned on by what Cathy had just said than I had ever been. Only then did I realize that I had known from the first that she was a slut and loved cock. It was part of why I had fallen in love with her. I put my arms around her and we kissed. My hard cock ground against her.

"I knew it ." She said. "You want a hot girlfriend ******** around. It is your biggest nightmare and your biggest turn on all at the same time."

From that moment on my future was set. I would be her willing cuckold from then on. She agreed that I could see other women as well but we both knew that it would never happen. I would be her faithful husband and she would remain the free and easy party girl. If I entertained any notion that she would settle down and become a faithful wife once we were married Cathy put that quickly out of my head a month later when I proposed to her.

"Yes my love, I will marry you. But you understand," she said as she reached out and stroked my cock, "I'm still going to fuck whoever I want to when ever I want to."

"I understand. Just tell me everything. No secrets."

"It's a deal. You're the only man I have ever loved who could live with that." And we kissed.

The wedding was a small affair held in the church where Cathy grew up with most of the guests being her family and friends. Among her friends I later learned were 4 men who Cathy had grown up with. They were inseparable as kids and knew all about Cathy's free and easy sexual ways. Two of them had actually taken her cherry in a threesome which she had instigated at 12!! The other two would soon follow in sampling her. It turns out that the main reason she had invited them was because the 4 of them had long joked that she would never find a man who would marry her knowing what a slut she was. She went out of her way to let them know that I knew. Cathy introduced me to them in a group together and said matter of factly "These guys are my oldest friends. They were the first guys to fuck me!! They had nice big dicks even then and we were just kids!!"

"We still do!!" They all sang out like a chorus. And laughed.

"And don't think you're not all going to get a chance to prove it" she chirped. Then she grabbed the biggest, tallest of the lot and led him of to the dance floor leaving me there sheepishly standing with the others.

"Well, I see Cathy hasn't changed a bit" one of them said and they all looked at me awkwardly waiting to see a reaction.

"We ave no secrets." was all I could manage in response.

"So you're OK with it if we ----------"

"Cathy gets what Cathy wants. But I guess you guys already know that" Their laughter stung my ears as I walked away.