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From Couch To Cuckold

From Couch To Cuckold

by yummicreme
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This story includes elements of consensual cuckolding, impregnation sex, and interracial sex. If those themes would reduce your enjoyment, please click away now.

Everyone in this story is an adult.

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"Steve, I think you're starting to grow a burrito baby." Annie told me. She was right. I could see that my previously flat tummy now had a bit of softness to it.

"You're right. I think I should get back to running. Maybe I could sign up with Parkrun in the new year. That should help me get my stride back and then I could run for a couple of miles a few mornings every week."

"That's a good idea, sweetie. And it'll be good to make friends in a more sporty environment instead of at the pub. You're unlikely to go for a kebab after burning all those calories, eh? Maybe a long black instead of one of Mariachi's chimichanga plates."

"Annie, we're not in Auckland anymore. We don't have long blacks. But you're right, I need to cut down."

I signed up for Parkrun and got a new pair of running shoes.

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"Hi Steve! You're the second new signup today. That's Caleb, he's also new. Why don't you introduce yourself before the run starts?"

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"Hi Caleb! I'm Steve. Vanessa said you're also new."

He was very friendly and we chatted as other people showed up.

"My wife, Annie, noticed that my belly's not as flat as it once was. I thought that getting back into running could help. That and cutting out chimichangas."

"You love your fried food, man. You're a true Scot!" Caleb's accent was much more Glaswegian than mine. Of course, I looked the part and he didn't.

"Well, I can't deny that. Annie wanted me to bring back a long black instead of a heavy lunch." Then I realised what I'd said and blushed. "I'm sorry Caleb. It's a sort of espresso drink we used to have when we lived in New Zealand."

"Don't worry, Steve. I love coffee culture, too. We should get a coffee afterwards instead of a meat pie."

Then, the whistle blew and we were off. We weren't the fastest, both because we were new and because we weren't aiming for a specific time. But we chatted as we jogged and realised we had a lot in common.

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"Annie, I'm home and with a guest."

"Come on in, nice to meet you."

"Hi Annie, nice to meet you. I'm Caleb: the long black you asked Steve for."

Annie looked shocked but it only lasted a second because Caleb started laughing.

"Good on yer for looking appalled," Caleb said. "But it was my joke and we did actually bring some coffee." He held up a cup and gave it to her.

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"So what do you think about Caleb? Will he be the running partner that helps you swap that burrito baby for a washboard?"

"He could be. I think he genuinely likes us, especially you."

"What are you saying, Steve?"

"Well, nothing immediately. But he's a nice chap. Maybe... well... you know. I mean, only if you wanted to. But it would be hot, wouldn't it?"

"He is a looker, I'll give him that but you'll need to do more than wave him in front of me. Reality is not fantasy. You might think that watching him spear me on his dick is really sexy right up until the moment you see it going in. You'd never be able to unsee it."

"You're right. We shouldn't do anything unless we're sure. But if we were sure, would you rule him out?"

"If we were sure -- and that's a very big if -- then he's a definite candidate. I could see that he dresses to the left and it would be interesting to see how a dick that big feels. But we haven't even booked tickets, let alone checked in and got ready for airport security."

"Very clear. We should tell each other stories, role play, and so on. See how it makes us feel?"

"That sounds like an excellent idea. Now, get your face down between my legs and make me feel wonderful with your tongue. I'll tell you a story."

And as I parted Annie's ginger pubes and did my best to give her joy, she told me a story.

Her car hadn't started, so she'd walked to Asda to get our shopping done for the week. But she couldn't carry it all home because she's so small, so she accepted a lift from a tall man. He helped her carry the shopping in and she rewarded him with a kiss. Then she knelt down and pulled out a very long cock and sucked him hard. But he wanted more than that. So she bent over the kitchen table and he fucked her sopping pussy until he filled her with cum.

"Lick me clean, Steve! Get all that cum out of me. I'm not on the pill, so unless you want me to have his baby you need to clean me up!"

The story did as much for Annie as it did for me. I was as hard as I've ever been but she's never cum that hard on my tongue before.

"That was hot, Annie. Where did that story come from?"

"It's not just men who have fantasies. And just because I call the shots with you, it doesn't mean I don't ever want to be submissive myself."

"Just not with me," I chuckled.

"Steve, you love it when I take control."

I kissed her gently as I answered.

"I do love it when you take charge, Annie. I love serving you and making you happy. And I am pretty sure that if you ever wanted to make this fantasy real that I'd love cleaning you up. Of course, we'd need to make sure that he'd been tested if we ever made it real. That would minimise some of the fear and let us focus on your pleasure."

"Just tested?"

"That's up to you. It's your body. You're in control and I will agree to anything you choose."

"Steve Adair! Are you suggesting that you wouldn't mind if I gave you a black baby to raise?"

My dick spasmed as Annie spoke and she looked at me as she felt it against her leg.

"The most exciting thing about you cuckolding me isn't the sex, although that would be hot. And it's not the cleaning up, although that would be even hotter. The hottest thing would be that other people know that you cuckold me. And what could be a stronger signal than you and me raising your mixed-race baby. People would either look and guess or ask. And if they asked then we could tell the truth."

"You say that now but what about when I'm eight months gone and you realise that everyone in our life will suddenly know? You could just swan off but not me. If we have a baby then I need you to stick with me. I can't afford for you to leave because it doesn't match with your fantasies."

"Let's do more role play and stories. Right now I love the idea of everyone knowing that you cuck me. But..." an Annie interrupted.

"But I don't cuck you, Steve. Well, not yet and maybe never. So let's think about that first. Now, you gave me a fantastic orgasm. But you've been very naughty, so you don't get to fuck me tonight. You'll have to make do with a blowjob."

And for whatever reason, it was the best blowjob I'd ever had.

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"Oh, Caleb. I'm not on the pill and this is my most fertile time. If you cum in me I'll get pregnant with your black baby. And then what'll I tell Steve?"

Annie had started using his name in our sexy role play and storytelling. And she always made up scenarios where Caleb risked giving her a black baby. Of course, Caleb knew nothing about this. We hadn't told him but we did have him around after most Parkruns.

After Annie came with another very strong orgasm I decided that she should make a decision.

"We've had all sorts of 'Caleb gives me a black baby' fantasies and role plays for about three months now, Annie. The goal was to decide if you and we were up for it. So how about this. After tomorrow's Parkrun you send me out for some item we need for lunch with Caleb. And while I'm out you can kiss him. And if you call me on your phone before you kiss him then I can hear on my headphones."

"I'll think about it and let you know in the morning. Now, you've been a very good boy, so I'm going to let you go down on me. Don't disappoint, Steve. I want your finest work."

I smiled inside as I inhaled her aroma. I started on one of my favourite tasks and wondered what Caleb's cum would taste like mixed up with hers.

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Annie was on her phone as we walked in after Parkrun.

"Steve, we're out of butter. Can you pop down to the corner shop and get up some more. Salted, please."

I didn't even walk through the door. I just turned around and said I'd be back in 10 minutes. As I walked away I felt my phone vibrate and answered a call from Annie.

At first, I couldn't make out exactly what I was hearing. Then, I heard Caleb's voice.

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"What was that, Annie?"

"Didn't you like it," she responded.

"Well, it was a lovely kiss. But you're married to Steve. You can't kiss me."

"Why not? I don't think he'd mind."

Then, the conversation stopped and they must have started kissing again. I knew I needed to actually come back with some butter but it was awkward having a stawner in my shorts. I think I managed it without anyone in the shop feeling the need to say anything.

When I got back, Annie and Caleb were sitting at opposite ends of the sofa. Caleb looked a bit guilty while Annie looked smug. I didn't say anything and we had lunch like normal. Annie was very talkative and upbeat but Caleb barely said a word.

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Our pillow talk that night was all about the kiss.

"Caleb's a good kisser."

"Good, we can't have anyone giving you substandard kisses, can we?"

"And when I kissed him the second time I could feel something substantial stirring in his shorts."

"But how do you think he felt? He looked a bit startled when I came back."

"He was startled. But his cock wanted more than just a kiss."

"That sounds promising but we need to make sure he's not scared away. I'll call him tomorrow."

"How did you feel about the kiss?"

"He's a good kisser. I want more kisses from him. And I liked that you weren't there. I think that if we do more of this you'll only get reports of what happened. Maybe a phone call during. I like you not knowing everything."

"But you'll welcome me afterwards?"

"Well, I'll have to. I need someone to go down on me and both clean me up and give me more orgasms, don't I?"

Annie, didn't even speak to give that order anymore. She just pushed on my shoulders and I eagerly got in position. She gave more detailed orders and I must have done a good job because she had one of her best ever orgasms.

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The next day, he called me.

"Look, Steve. You're a friend and I have to tell you this but you have to believe me."

I cut him off.

"Annie kissed you when you walked in yesterday."

"How'd you know?"

"I knew she was going to kiss you before I left for Parkrun."

"You knew?"

"Why do you think she sent me out for more butter? We hadn't even run out. It was just a ruse so that she could be alone with you and kiss you. You didn't mind, did you?"

"Mind? What did you mean?"

"Well, you were kissing for quite some time. She called me as I left the house and I overheard."

"I don't understand."

"We wondered if either of us would actually mind if Annie kissed you. And we were both delighted. Annie said you're a good kisser and I was happy to see her so happy. But if you are upset then we'd understand. No more kisses."

"And if I'm not upset?"

"Well, that's up to Annie. She decides. But she might offer more than kisses."

"Like what?"

"Well, it's up to Annie to decide but potentially everything is on offer."

"And you don't mind?"

"No. In fact, it's sort of a turn on."

"It is? How? Why?"

"I am always happy for Annie to be happy. And I think this is making her happy. But I also like the idea that other people know."

"Huh?"

"I know. It's weird. But it's sort of a thrill."

"Well I don't know, Steve. I'll have to think about it."

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"I think Caleb's a bit confused. He doesn't understand why I'm happy for you to kiss him."

We were speaking over dinner -- well, beans on toast -- that evening.

"I was going to call him but he called me. I cut him off before he apologised. When I explained that I knew in advance and was happy for more kissing he sounded absolutely baffled."

"Did he ask you why?"

"Of course, and I tried to explain but I don't think it helped him."

"So what do you think might help him?"

"It sounds like you've made a decision, then. You're not using conditional language. So, I want to know if you're really willing to go ahead if he is. Are you?"

"Yes. I felt my pussy twitch when his dick moved during that second kiss. I'd love to feel him penetrate me. I'd love to be stretched by him. And I'd love knowing that you're not there. That's hot!"

"I think we should have a chat with Caleb, then. Together. He doesn't need to understand exactly why we want it. He just needs to be happy to go along with it and fill you up with cum."

"Cum that I'll command you to clean up."

Hearing that, I was as stiff as I'd ever been and reached over to kiss Annie.

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"Caleb, it's Annie. How are you?"

Annie let me have one of her earbuds, so I could hear his voice.

"Well, I'm a little confused. I don't know why you kissed me or why Steve's so happy about it."

"The long and short of it is that Steve loves me but is worried that he's not enough. So he's happy for me to top up with other men. Well, with another man. You. If you're happy to join me."

"Just you, right?"

"Right. I'd send Steve to the shed at the bottom of the garden. He wouldn't be with us."

"Good. It would feel weird if he was watching. And this is just between us three?"

"It is if you want it to be. But I am pretty sure that Steve wouldn't be upset if other people found out about it. I know he thinks that would be hot."

"OK. Let me think about it."

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"Good, Caleb. Let's not rush into this. And on that note, could you join me at a sexual health clinic? It would be good to reassure each other that we don't have any STIs."

"That's a good idea. I suppose that means you want me to cum in you?"

"Yes, I'd really like that. And don't worry. I'm on the pill at the moment."

"At the moment?"

"Precisely. I need to get another prescription soon."

"OK. Well, let me think about it. You let me know about a time for the clinic. Bye!"

When Caleb ended the call I hugged Annie closer to me.

"Thank you, Annie. I want this to be good for you, you know. I'm sure it will be good for me but I want you to have a lot of fun."

"I think this is going to be a lot of fun. You get to overthink things in the shed. I get to fuck Caleb, and once he leaves I get to have you clean me up. The only thing we haven't decided is how we let other people know that you enjoy being cucked. Is that right?"

"That's very right. You have your fingers on all my switches. I am so glad you have taken control of this, Annie."

"Good boy. Now, kneel down and get to work."

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The all clears from the clinic were not a surprise but they were very good news. Annie could cuckold me with Caleb. I was so cheerful for the next few days that my colleagues at work joked I should be drug tested.

We arranged for Caleb to visit on a Friday night. I'd be sent to the shed and they'd head up to the bedroom. No listening in but I'd get a message telling me when it was time to come in.

I was so happy to see Caleb when he arrived that I could have kissed him. Of course, that would have been a very different story. Instead, I told them both to have a fantastic time and I headed off to the shed.

I emptied the pots of some dead plants. I reorganised my empty pots for spring planting, and I inventoried my collection of seeds. To be fair, this took less than 15 minutes. So I was hanging around in a cold, dark shed for another 40 minutes or so before I felt my phone vibrate with an alert.

As expected, it said to come upstairs.

I have no awareness of the time between that alert and being at the foot of the bed. I was just aware of the heady scent of sex in the room and the freshly laundered sheets being a complete mess.

"Down boy!" Annie commanded.

It was almost a challenge not to grin like an idiot. But Annie had instructed me well and experience took over. Well, somewhat. Things were different now. Her pussy looked like it had taken quite a beating and she was leaking a lot.

"Wow!" Was all I said before I began cleaning up around her pussy. I wanted to catch all of Caleb's cum before it leaked into the mattress.

Annie told me what happened while I licked her.

"He's so thick! I don't have any dildos that big. No experience with anything like that going inside there but it was amazing. I want more of Caleb now I've tried him. And he's good. He knows how big he is and he takes care. He was gentle but firm. And you can see how much cum he gave me. I am glad we've done this, Steve. I want to do it again."

I didn't say anything for several minutes.

I'd caught most of what had leaked and was alternating between slurping fresh leaks and gently massaging Annie's clit.

When she came I lifted up my head and told her that I wanted to do it again, too.

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Coming upstairs to see Annie's battered and cum splattered pussy became a welcome and regular event. Caleb would come over once or twice most weeks. I loved him cuckolding me and Annie loved it, too.

Despite the change in our relationship we still met up for Parkrun every week. Our times were improving and we'd often chat about all the other things. But we never discussed the specifics of what he and Annie did together. We didn't need to because it was so obvious.

One week Caleb was very excited.

"My manager's recommending me for a two year stint in Singapore. It's the next rung on the ladder to the big league."

"When will you be leaving?" I asked, feeling sad at losing both a friend and one of the most exciting sexual experiences of my life.

"Oh, it'll be six months if I get it."

"If?"

"Well there are more candidates than places. But I have a good chance."

"When do you find out?"

"In three months. They need time to arrange the visa and stuff."

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I told Annie that night and she responded straight away.

"I know what you're thinking."

"You do?"

"I do. You're thinking that now would be a good time for Caleb to get me pregnant. Aren't you?"

"Pretty much. Do you want to have a baby?"

"Of course I do"

"And do you think Caleb is a smart, healthy man?"

"Of course he is."

"Would you object to him getting you pregnant?"

"I don't know. And I don't know how he or you would think about it either. But we can discuss it."

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He came over for dinner. I'd told him that we wanted to have a chat.

"Which is it?" He asked.

"Which what?"

"I assumed you'd have one of two questions. Either, you want to stop the sex or you want to change the rules. Maybe make things... more intense."

"Basically right." I told him as I plated up.

It was a special from a local takeaway. A cube of lasagne, wrapped in buttery pastry and then breadcrumbed. It's the sort of thing you probably only get in Glasgow. We served it with chips. This was not the night for quinoa and salad.

"You're probably going to move to Singapore for at least two years. We want a baby."

"Wow. You came out and said it."

"Well there's no point in avoiding the issue. We don't know the details of what we want but we wondered if you'd be willing to..." And Annie burst in.

"If I came off the pill, would the sex stop?"

"I don't know. Probably not. I mean, you'd make good parents. But are you sure? Sex is one thing but a baby is completely different."

"For you or for us?"

"For you, I suppose. You both look like true Scots. I might have the Glaswegian accent but people would accept me playing a Masai in a film. Your baby, Annie, would look too dark to be mistaken for Steve's."

"I know." We both said at the same time.

"You don't mind?"

"Of course not. We wouldn't ask you if we hadn't thought it through. The most important thing was making sure that we don't deceive you. I suppose I could have come off the pill and had you get me pregnant before you leave. You might never have known until you come back -- if you come back. That wouldn't be right."

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