Man in the Chair!
A Jamaican Vacation/Cheating wife Story.
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If you don't believe in the unfaithfulness of wives or interracial sex you should click black and select another story.
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Jesus H. Christ! How did this happen? I couldn't believe it was me in the chair. I'd read a hundred stories about some wimp jacking off sitting in a chair while watching a guy with a bigger cock fuck his wife. Yet there I sat, pants around ankles, cock in my hand. A load of cum already in tissues laying on the seat cushion.
Again, how in the fuck was this happening? My wife Judith was on the bed taking all of what had to be a ten inch black cock up her previously very tight cunt. I'd been fucking her for twenty years. The kids were grown and gone. All those years with me fucking her there were all the courtesy moves as if she had reached an orgasm. Sometimes I liked to think I got her off. But, you know, I got off and everything seemed to be fine.
Now, however two minutes after this guy was starting to feed his cock into her tight snatch Judith is shaking the bed with her cumming so hard on his black dick I was afraid she'd hurt herself. That's when I lost my load. God Damn but she looked hot fucking that black shaft.
By then he wasn't much more than half way in. I could see at least four inches still sticking out of her pussy when she started creaming all over his rod. Surprisingly, not more than another four or five minutes later he had the whole thing up inside her and she had cum hard twice more. But, this guy was settled in for the long run. No five minute quickie for him. He was probably going to spend the night, especially if Judith had anything to do with it.
Her taking the whole thing that fast was unnerving. How did she take him balls deep so quickly? I'm no stud, but I'd give her all I had of my six inches every time. It didn't seem like there was that kind of room in there. Her only other experience was before we dated when she went to Senior Prom with Jimmy Hicks. I played sports and had seen Jimmy in the shower. Jimmy had a five inch pecker so I was under the impression that my six inches made Judith feel like a princess after I married her.
I wasn't jealous of Jimmy because I had taken Janice Alderman to the prom and while Judith was having a go at Jimmy I was fucking Janice. So, my AWP ... average white penis ... was good enough to keep a smile on Judith's face and produce a son and a daughter for us.
And, here we were though. Judith was taking another couple of inches of Jamaican cock and was loudly into another orgasm. Somehow, "fuck me, fuck me sounds even better when it's not me the wife is talking to at the time.
The Jamaican vacation. I had read about those. Didn't think that would ever be us. Sure, as Mormons we had been to Hawaii and Mexico. A vacation in the Caribbean didn't seem like it would ever be in our plans. For our twentieth anniversary Judith suggested something different. Well, my wife was up to about nine inches of something different and something black with a man we didn't even know an hour earlier.
Judith was cumming again. Maybe this was four times in fifteen minutes? Not just cumming, but exploding as his black cock kept a steady pace buried deep in her cunt. It was hard to keep track of her orgasms with all the racket she was making as he black fucked her. Myself? I was reaching for another fistful of Kleenex as I stroked myself and watched the fucking my wife was getting a mere five feet away from me.
First of note was that Hawaii and Mexico had brown people and Judith hardly took an interest. Three hours off the plane in Jamaica and it was like a switch clicked over in my wife's pussy. Suddenly after two drinks in the hotel bar she wanted to mate with this Black Jamaican. Sure, seeing his cock outlined inside his pant leg was hard to miss and Judith hadn't missed it. The more we talked the more Judith's bar stool turned towards him and the further her legs opened for him to see up her shorter than normal skirt.
Normally around Idaho for us Judith's hemline in a dress or skirt was inches below the knee. Very LDS Church acceptable and of course there were the old reliable Capri pants that didn't arouse anyone unless a guy was into fucking a woman's ankles. She did say let's do something different this vacation?
My mouth hung open as we dressed to go to the airport. I'm in my dresser drawer getting out a fresh Mormon garment when I look over and Judith is pulling on bikini panties. Not a thong, but a long way from the granny panty that was her custom. If you're not Mormon, you don't care, but a Mormon garment is much like those old bathing suits from the 1890's. It's a symbol of fidelity to one's spouse and no one is getting a peek at the goodies.
Instead of the cover up I got a view of her pussy hair sticking out around the band of the legs when she bent over to get a very surprising bra from her drawer. Instead of the armor plate bra of her normal wardrobe this was flimsy with thin straps and mostly just cups that left a lot of tit exposed on her boobs. They had matured into D-Cups over our twenty years of marriage.
Next goes a plunging neckline blouse that showed cleavage all the way down to where the bra barely covered her assets. Finally a skirt that was several inches above, not below, the knee. That's what she wore on the flight and that's what she was wearing when we met her new black friend Rogard at the bar. I think I got the name right. Anyway he was fucking her harder now, rise up to pound his black cock into her at the full ten inch length. Judith was spread wide open, her clothes long discarded on the floor and her big tits now jiggling on her chest.
All three of us knew that Rogard was about to blast a load inside my wife if she didn't tell him to pull out. There didn't seem to be much chance of that happening and I'm not so sure he would pull out if she asked.
This was our anniversary night. I was planning on fucking her after a nice celebratory dinner. We never even got to dinner as she wanted Rogard to come to our room with us and fuck her right after leaving the bar. It was near Judith's fertile time. I was going to gamble and bareback her. Usually if we did it at all when she was fertile I'd have to wear a condom because Judith hated birth control.
Even though it was a day or two to when her fertile time would begin my thoughts turned to Rogard about to unleash his black seed into her with no protection whatsoever. Was she thinking about it, too? I'm not sure she even cared. Actually I wasn't sure she knew I was still in the room. Her eyes would look at me blankly, especially when I could tell Rogard was really hitting her deep.
Judith was starting to cum hard again. This time she would take her black lover along with her. Instead of my sweet wife saying something it was Rogard who spoke.
"I'm about to nut. Where to do want it?"
"In me!"
In her? Oh, shit! About ten seconds later I could tell he must be cumming inside her and the look on her face said she could feel the spurts. How many spurts? How much black seed was being pumped into my wife? Finally he was still, holding his cock in her at maximum depth. My little church wife's focus words were "fuck me" and "big cock". After some kissing and soft chatter about how good he was Judith looked my way in the chair. She smiled at me.
"Hi, Honey!" She cooed.
"Hi, Sweetheart.
"Happy Anniversary!"
That was it. She had mated with him. Hopefully not in the fertile window. Surely there was no way she would have it if he knocked her up. Then again ...
Well, it wasn't over. She got up to pee. She left a little trail of sperm across the carpet to the bathroom. Rogard followed her in there, his ten inches flopping before him. I could see her on the toilet reach down to wipe.
"Oh, my God! How much cum did you put in me? I'm flooded in there!"
Judith jumped up to look at herself in the mirror while Rogard took a piss. It sounded like a garden hose running in the toilet. Judith seemed to like her newly acquired "black fucked" look in the mirror. She turned her back to it and looked at her open cunt.
"Don't worry. I can fix it so it will stay like that for a while." Rogard teased.
They got in the shower together. From where I sat I could see them kiss and fool around. She didn't fuck him in the shower though. They stayed playful until they returned to the bed. I never left the chair. His cock was almost hard again. He was on his back, his cock well up into the air. A dangerous looking weapon, Judith took some of it into her mouth.
When did she last do that to me? I tried to recall. It must have been before the first kid was born. What nineteen years ago? She said she didn't like the taste of it. Thought it was dirty to have it in her mouth. She said it was something that whores and girlfriends do. I wish I could have cum in her throat. At least I would have had that memory.
But Rogard? He seemed to have the chance. My wife had half of his cock past her lips. Almost the equivalent of my whole length. Maybe him not being married to her made it okay. There was the clock on the nightstand. Judith had been sucking him and pumping the rest of his shaft for a little over ten minutes. It had me hard again. I needed to piss, but I wasn't going to miss how ever this scene before me turned out.
Yes, I was jacking off again. Her white fingers were wrapped part way around his fat black cock and the most of the shaft now going past her lips. The bulge in her throat showed she was getting some of his length into it. Judith broke the spell, coming up for air.
"You're going to make me lose my nut, Baby." Rogard warned her.
"My jaws are killing me. Don't hold back."
He was in her throat again. I could see his cock make her neck expand as it went down. What did she say? Don't hold back? Not don't cum in my mouth or anything like that. She wanted him to cum with his cock in her mouth. She shifted a little on the bed. The angle to her throat changed a bit. Judith pushed down. The other two inches disappeared into her mouth as her nose buried in his pubic hair. Rogard grunted. There was no doubt he was cumming in her throat.
"Pull up a little while I'm still cumming so you can take some in your mouth."
Judith quickly moved up leaving a few inches and the head still contained. At first her cheeks hollowed as she sucked. The next pulse must have hit as sperm leaked from the corner of her mouth, then came out her nose. I blew another load in a Kleenex. They had forgotten that I was even in the room.
She didn't miss any. What leaked from her mouth and out of her nose was quickly taken into her mouth and swallowed. He told her that she really knew how to suck cock. She told him she loved the taste of his black seed. I still needed to piss.
When I came back out Rogard surprised me a little. He was down eating my little bride out. Sure, she did have a shower, but lots of his own spunk still had to be up inside her. No problem for her new friend. He had his face right up in it. I watched him slip his tongue and lips up to work her clit. Judith was bouncing all over the bed with him. I know he made her cum at least three times.
