All of my people written about in all of my stories are over 18 years of age before any sex is going on. I do not write about under age sex. The people written about in this story did not have sex until after turning 18. Other sex happened I college!
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My wife and I began dating in high school and we continued in college. We dated only each other from the time we were freshmen in high school until after we graduated college.
We did have a small break up when we were Juniors in College which lasted just a few months. We were married a few weeks after we got out of school and we moved into the real world with jobs.
As we all know trying to plan your life is a total waste of time. Life has a way of teaching us you can't plan because it just happens as it does. We planned to be a long way down our road to being prepared for a family before beginning one and that didn't work out as planned.
Cheryl got PG in our second year of marriage. Before her hips settled we continued and she had two more babies and we were hip deep in feeding and clothing little people who grow up really fast. As our lives moved forward in light speed our sex lives slowed to a near stop.
It didn't seen we had time to enjoy each other and if and when we did one or the other was too tired. As Cheryl worked as hard as she could to take the baby fat off and to get her near perfect figure back, I finally stopped our world to talk about the thing that might make life better.
We had agreed to begin our sexual activity when we were seniors in high school after we both had turned 18. Cheryl gave me her virginity. And we were very active after that.
We talked long about things we did wrong and right in the years since. We finally go up to the period we had broken in college. We had gotten into a huge fight about crap that we could and should have gotten around but things were said and it just blew up.
We didn't speak for nearly three months and I really didn't even see her during that time. Then slowly we made contact and we slowly began to see each other once in a while until we finally got back together completely.
As we began to talk this out I began to see that our fight that we could not get past was maybe something she had created on purpose.
I began to see my girl friend had wanted us to break up. And as we talked it out she began to circle around it. Until I finally just ask if that was what had happened. Cheryl got very red in the face and I could see I had hit a nerve.
"Well, kind of yes."
"Ok you either wanted us to break up or you didn't?"
"It was years ago sweetheart and it really doesn't matter now."
"So you did want to break up with me back then and that is why I didn't see you for months."
"Yes."
"And the reason was another guy?"
"Yes."
My cock began to stiffen. Maybe my wife was not the little stick in the mud I thought.
"Did you have sex with him?"
"Yes."
"So you wanted to have a relationship with him?"
"No I had a relationship with him for months before we broke up."
"You were seeing him way before we broke up?"
"No, David I was fucking him way before we broke up."
"When did it start?"
"Our freshman year I fucked him six times that year. Then our junior year I started fucking him right after school began. I had been fucking him several months before we broke up. After we broke up I moved in with him and we lived together four months. Then we began to see each other I was still living with him the first two months we dated before I moved out."
"Do I know him?"
"Probably, but not well. I know we were in class with him our freshman year."
"What class were we in with him?"
"The Spanish class."
"I don't remember anyone from that class except the guy who was the track guy she put as your study partner. What was his name? Bobby something, Thomas. That's it."
She didn't say a thing she just looked at me.
My cock got rock hard and my pulse went way up.
" My God Cheryl, Bobby Thomas was your boyfriend. Why did you break it off with him?"
"When we lived together he brought friends over and they tried to fuck me."
"Black friends? "
Bobby Thomas was a nice looking black man.
"Yes, they were black friends. He said it was a normal thing for them to share their women with friends. Bobby is a racist."
"So did you do it?"
"For two months I fucked his best friend Malcom."
"Malcom Bennett? I know him he was in my class when we were juniors. Cocky big black guy big nose and really thick lips? "
"That is him for sure."
"How many times did you fuck him Cheryl?"
"I don't know David I fucked him about every day for over two months and then once in a while after that. Probably over a hundred times. He has a huge cock."
"So that was all?"
"No I danced naked for him in a club just before we broke up. They were going to gang bang me but the bouncers broke it up before it happened. They had me down over a table and had started when they broke it up."
"You say they had started so one of them was fucking you when they stopped it?"
"No the seventh guy was fucking me when they stopped it. There were twenty more waiting to do me."
"My Cheryl you have let Nine black men fuck you?"
"No David I fucked twelve other of his friends while we lived together."
"So twenty one all together?"
"Yes David I can say your wife has fucked that many black men."
"So why did you break up with him?"
"I love Bobby and I would have done anything for him. He told me they would gang bang me if I danced for them and he told me the number of men would be huge maybe fifty guys? I agreed to do it for him, and would have had they not stopped it. I broke up with him because he wanted me to have a baby. But Malcom's baby not his. I finally gave in and went off my pills and Malcom tried every day for a month. I was lucky and didn't take. He wanted me to keep going when I wouldn't he broke it off"
"So have you seen him since?
