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.