My wife, Marsha, and I have been married for ten years. We have one daughter, age seven. Early last year we decided to have another child. We both enjoy making babies, or at least the physical part. Marsha stopped taking 'the pill' so she could get pregnant. She's about six months into her pregnancy now, showing a nice motherly roundness in her belly.
During her first pregnancy, she developed the usual cravings, mostly food, so when she brought up the subject this time, I wasn't too surprised. The surprise came when she confessed her new craving. Did I say surprised, I meant shocked. Marsha told me she wanted a black guy with a big cock to fuck her before the baby was born. She wanted to know what it felt like. And, she wanted me to watch.
I've known Marsha for a long time. We dated before we got married and I knew her senior year in high school and through college. I was totally unprepared to hear she had these kinds of thoughts. She tried to rationalize saying it wouldn't be cheating if I agreed and I was there watching. She couldn't get any more pregnant than she already was, and it was a one and done. Logical right? Maybe to her, not to me. Give my pregnant wife to another guy, a black guy at that, and watch them fuck. How many guys would do that?
"I can't explain why." Marsha said one evening. "I just can't get the thought out of my mind."
"But why another guy? Why a black guy? I can do what you want." I reasoned.
"Yes I know. But it's not the same. And, no offense dear, but your not big enough to satisfy my craving." Marsha answered. (What man wants to hear that?)
Ever have an argument or discussion with your wife and know, just know you're not going to win? We talked and talked. I didn't like the idea, but what could I do? And then I had an idea. It would either end this craving once and for all, or it might open the door to other things.
"Ok. I agree, but with two stipulations." I said while I rubbed Marsha's growing baby bump one night in bed.
"Go ahead." Marsha said.
"First, you have to find a guy that you feel comfortable with." I said.
"And second?" Marsha asked.
"Your mother joins me to watch you satisfy your craving. She sits right next to me to see whatever I see." I answered, holding my breath but anticipating a loud no.
Marsha's answer wasn't quit what I expected. She didn't hesitate to tell me that she would ask her mom. The answer came that evening. Yes. I couldn't believe Marsha's mom said yes. She was always the prime and proper mother in law. It was only two days later that I met David. Don't know where Marsha found him, but he seemed like a nice young man. When Adele, Marsha's mother rang our doorbell, I knew what was going to happen. Marsha had clean white sheets of our bed, no comforters or blankets. She even had out video camera perched on her dresser.
Adele and I sat down. No use fighting this any more. Marsha crawled onto the bed and we all watched David get undressed. He had a huge cock. Must have been at least ten or eleven inches long and thick. Marsha and David started kissing and fondling each other. I wanted to look away but I couldn't.
Sitting there, Adele and I watched as Marsha's hand reached out to touch David's swollen cock. I heard Marsh gasp. She started stroking that huge black cock and I swear it got bigger. Now David moaned. He fell back and pulled Marsha between his legs. She didn't need anything more than that. Adele and I watched as Marsha lowered her mouth on David's cock. She managed to get the head in her mouth and that was about all. I could hear Adele start to breathe faster. It seemed like time was standing still until David pushed my wife back on the bed and moved between her legs. Marsha was soaking wet, although I couldn't see. She gasped as David entered her. I thought he would go slowly but he didn't. He leaned forward and shoved his cock into Marsha's pussy. Twice he did that and Adele and I just knew he was all the way in.
Marsha was breathing fast now. Her hands clawing at David's back. I tore my eyes away for a second to look at Adele. She was staring at me, her mouth partly open. She didn't say a word. It didn't take but a moment to understand the unspoken words she mouthed but didn't say out loud. She nodded her head when I smiled.
