Part 2
Authors note:
This series explores Sara and Ryan's adventures into the interracial cuckold life from Ryan's perspective. There is special focus on a non-typical bull and cuckold relationship and the events and decisions outside of the bedroom, thus you short on time may want to look elsewhere.
Sunday, October 28, 2018 1930L
The weeks were like a blurr. With 15 "study sessions" down things were more casual. Sara skillfully managed the kids. We were growing fond of the young black bull, but still privacy was an absolute must. Tonight, my parents had Jack and Lily until 2200L. Giving Sara, Caleb and myself time for "study sessions".
My wife was on all fours in the living room floor, her pussy stretched by this latex cladded black cock. Like every time before Caleb was learning his and my wife's limits. How deep Sara would let him, how to make her cum and most importantly controlling his climax. He graduated from a 3 pump chump to 3 minutes by our third encounter. Now Caleb was able to fuck longer than I ever had, over 20 resulting in a satisfied but very sore Sara. The prior sessions going longer than comfortable for the both.
Caleb crushed his organ like a jack hammer in Sara. Watching, I could see Sarah was close to tapping out, when Caleb finally emptied his enormous glands into the safety of X-Large condom. Again the room filled with the heavy smell of latex and semen. Even in the garbage they stunk as Caleb deposited the spent condom.
2030L
Sitting around the coffee table making awkward small talk, Caleb while more mature than his age, was still only 18. Outside discussing the "study sessions", Caleb struggled as much as me finding topics elsewhere. Thankfully Sara after cleaning up after the hard mating entered from the master bedroom. Her corduroy beige sweater and high waisted jeans portrayed her curvy motherly features underneath.
"Monday is gonna suck."
Her face evident in the pain, her tight jeans doing her sore lower core no favors as she sat down into the couch.
"I really sorry, its been hard to finish." Caleb, clearly sincere.
We bought a slightly larger type of condom for protection and ease of use. Unfortunately, they were much thicker, reducing sensation tremendously. Even Sara's ability to climax was hampered depending on position.
"Its okay Caleb, we know it's not your fault. we can always try a different brand when these run out" My wife responded sweetly.
None of us were completely satisfied with the answer. After a few more minutes of small talk it was time for Caleb to head home. Walking him to the front door he shook my hand and hugged Sara warmly before getting into his car and driving home.
Returning the living room, and with Caleb now gone Sara sunk deeply into the couch with a moan.
"Ryan, he is going to destroy me like this." She let out.
"Do you want to take a break maybe to recover?" I responded.
"No, not yet. Things are going to be pretty busy starting in December with school. Maybe we could try the old condoms for a bit?" She said, slight frustration evident.
"Remember the last time we used the thin ones?" I responded softly.
Sara was part way thru a rutting session when the condom's base split. Catching it as she dismounted the long stud. Since then we had been replacing the condom half way thru to ensure the shield held.
Sara sat disappointedly, She had become so vibrant since Caleb first came over. Her curly hair shined more, bounced easily as she walked. Her skin glowed, even waking up early to make the kids breakfast.
It was clear this helping her and I felt awful about the idea it fizzling out like this.
"Would you be okay with doing it how we used too? In addition to pulling out?" I said, spit balling the idea. I expected a quick answer declining the idea.
Sara then began clearly debating this in her head for some time. I am not familiar with women's fertility. Sara very much was with hers, it had allowed us to go ten years of marriage and wild sex off birth control until we had Jack nearly to plan.
"Would you be okay with that?" She muttered softly.
"I trust you, I love watching you enjoy yourself" Giving her a warm smile of assurance.
She smiled back, both of our faces beginning to redden.
We walked around the kitchen and living room attempting to calm our heart rates. Eventually we found our way onto the couch. Looking at me with equal parts excitement and fear.
"Ryan, I want this but I'm really, nervous"
Not sure how to respond to the question hang above both of us.
"The slim chance Caleb gets you pregnant?"
"Ryan, you look nothing like him. Caleb is in school heading to college and will not be able to be around. We would be doing most if not all the parenting."
"We will cross that road if we come to it. I think our best bet might be blaming it on a mix up at a fertility clinic. It would be huge lie, nobody besides me, you and Caleb could ever know." Holding her now sweating hand in mine.
"We would never be able to tell them who their real dad is, we would be raising his child like our own." Sara obviously trying to control her emotions.
"Sara, I love you and will always love you. If you want this and think you can handle it, I'm all game. I trust you" Managing in my most warm tone.
"Okay... Okay... We need to have a sit down with Caleb about this too." Sara managed between breaths.
Friday, November 2, 2018 1800L
Our first hotel meeting, being able to hire a sitter for the kids until 2300. I waited patiently in the hotel room. A glass of red cooled my nerves. Until a light knock bounced off the door. Opening the door I saw my lovely wife still in her casual business outfit. Caleb wore a letterman jack and nice jeans.
