My wife Kerri and I were quite the match. With me at twenty-one and she at twenty we were off to a great start with our marriage. There had never had a disagreement of any kind and as far as sex goes we were at each other every day, sometimes twice, and a couple of weekend sessions that were amazing.

That wasn't surprising. We were engaged to be married for six months and were fucking every chance we got. They say you can settle with a partner when you find the right one. Kerri and I looked like we had found the right one. For me I felt like a champ knowing that I had been with eight women before settling with Kerri. Kerri told me she had been with four fellows, leaving me thinking I was ahead of the game.

Kerri was the kind of girl every man would like to fuck. The greenish-blue eyes and her petite figure made you give a double take. At 4'-11" and 90 pounds she was a fuckable little package with an ass to die for and tits that sure wouldn't get in the way. Her ass was perfect, all round and sexy enough to make you want to run your tongue all over it. Her tits would make you think you were fucking a little kid. Perfect nipples, but hardly no tit at all. Kerri would joke that they were size "half A-Cup" letting her almost never wear a bra.

Myself, average, average, average. 5'-10", 170 pounds, good looking enough to land Kerri, and a 6" cock that she couldn't get enough of. Maybe I should have noticed that in our relationship before I married her. She always wanted to fuck and when she did she would go through 2 or 3 explosive orgasms. Her love of sex and her response to getting fucked kept me at least half way aroused anytime I was with her.

Six months into our marriage one of her brothers got married. She didn't want to go home to South Texas for the ceremony. We had the money and could take a long weekend to attend. Her mother shamed her into us going.

I thought it was a nice trip although Kerri seemed nervous and distracted. Her brother was having a fall wedding in the same church where we had wed that May. We didn't mingle much with her family when we got there. Her sister was pregnant and seemed like she could be a real bitch. I thanked my stars that Kerri wasn't like that.

Now we were back and things seemed strained. I wrote if off to her having a fucked up family. Little did I know.

We arrived there late Friday afternoon to the motel. There were bachelor and bachelorette parties for the bride and groom that night. Kerri wanted me to fuck her. She seemed to cum extra hard and told me she loved me enough times it was getting awkward. I was soon to learn why she wanted to marry me and get the fuck out of town.

I liked her little brother and he was genuinely glad to see me. The brother-in-law, Kerri's sister's husband, kept this little smirk on his face while we shook hands. He made a few snide remarks about my wife during the evening about her marrying and moving away from her friends and family.

Our party started out full blast and the girl that was there I assumed would be the stripper. Turns out most of the guys had gone to high school with her. She was ready to go and this wasn't her first wedding gig. We were in a private room and by the end of the first round of drinks she was sucking some cock.

Another round of beer and she was up on a table naked bouncing those big tits around and letting us all have view right up her snatch. Soon some of the guys were fucking her. Being the stranger she put the hustle on me wanting me to fuck her. I wasn't about to do it with everyone in the room knowing my wife. My leering brother-in-law put it in perspective.

"Go ahead, shove your dick in her. You should know already how easy South Texas girls are to fuck."

Nasty bastard! I don't know how my sister-in-law could have married him, or even have sex with the creepy asshole. Another guy was fucking the little stripper and when he pulled out everyone cheered for the groom to fuck her next. He crawled between her legs and pushed his cock deep in her waiting cunt. What a party. The groom was actually fucking her.

I had casually glanced at the other men fucking her. Probably fifteen men were there and I think ten of them had nailed her. She was a cute little package to fuck and I became mesmerized that my wife's brother was fucking this girl and marrying his bride the next afternoon. I couldn't take my eyes off his cock going in and out of her and the look of bliss on her face from gangbanging almost the whole crowd.

When her put his load of cum in her I realized the trance I had been in just watching. I had never seen anyone else fuck and it was pretty amazing. When I studied the room again I wondered how that pig that married Kerri's sister was reacting. He must have slipped outside or left for home before the grand finale. The girl was getting dressed and thanking everyone for fucking her. I know she cleaned up several times, but the cum was running from her as she pulled on her clothes. She was close to me as she collected her purse.

"I was hoping I'd get a chance at you." Her voice was husky near my face."

"Leaving so early?" I asked.

"I've got to get home to my husband!"

Well, God Bless Texas! Especially South Texas. That was pretty amazing. Fuck over a dozen guys and go home to her husband.

The party seemed a little more relaxed without the obnoxious prick Kerri's sister married. Some guys shouldn't be alive even if he was my wife's sister's husband. I was wiped out from pushing hard to drive from home to the wedding so Kerri would be here for the party. I headed for the motel. I was sure Kerri would wake me when she got in wanting to fuck. I was asleep right after hitting the bed.

I woke up from a dream about the brunette that was the stripper. Even though the only stripping she did was strip off her clothes to get the first man's cock in her. I had a hardon Kerri was going to be all over. That's when I realized my wife wasn't in the bed. I found the clock in the fog of my brain. Can't be. The clock said 1:07 A.M. I looked at my phone to confirm.

Phone in hand I needed to check on my wife. Shit! What if her party was like the one I attended. Good thing how things work. Fifteen guys can fuck a girl, but no way fifteen women can fuck the same man. I called her phone. It went unanswered. A few minutes later my phone rang.

"Hi, sugar. I felt the phone vibrate, but before I could get outside so I could hear to answer you were gone. The party ended long ago. Some of us were sitting around the bar talking. I'll be there in ten."

I settled back into the bed, my cock still hard thinking about the evening's events. What must that be like, being the entertainment for 15 men? Did her husband know? How could she come home after that much fucking and him not know? Does he let her go out and fuck. Does he watch sometimes? As sweet as she seemed how could she lay bare naked and fuck people she had gone to high school with. They had to see each other a lot around town. How could she departmentalize that?

Could she say ...

"Oh, Honey, this is one of the guys I fucked Friday night."

There were fifteen guys. Three of us didn't fuck her, but most of them fucked cum into her twice. She didn't even seem tired or sore. She left like she had to be home at certain time, maybe to put the kids to bed.

I heard a car door close and a car start up at the street. I jumped to the window. Kerri was walking towards the room. Whoever dropped her off was already fading out of sight.

"So, you got a ride home? Who was it?"

"It was Susan. I don't think you've met her."

Susan?? That didn't settle well with me. Instead of the expected fuck I got a kiss on the lips goodnight. Kerri didn't shower and came to bed in one of my shirts instead of her often used pattern of sleeping naked. Rather than suspecting something going on I locked onto the images of the night and all the cock going in and out of the little brunette stripper's cunt.

When I awoke in the morning I felt that I must have dreamed most of the night about the girl doing all that fucking. Kerri wasn't beside me in the bed. I called into the bathroom. The door was open. No response. The clock said 10:30 A.M. When in the fuck did she leave and where the fuck had she gone?

Note on the table:

"Going over to see if I can help with the wedding. I'll come back to change. Love ya, Kerri."

I wasn't too keen on my wife's family or friends. Her going over there alone was a blessing to me. A couple of hours of me time sounded good. The girl from the night before had infatuated me. What kind of person is comfortable fucking all those people when most of them knew her? And, where was her husband?

That session ended in me taking a shower and splattering a load of cum against the shower wall. After that it was killing time and wondering what Kerri was doing and imaging all the girl talk and wedding chatter going on. Even at that I paced the motel room, watching the parking lot, expecting my wife to come through the door.

At two o'clock I decided to get my suit and stuff on so I'd be ready for the 3:00 P.M. wedding. After three and half hours alone I knew Kerri would bust through the door in a rush to get dressed. I didn't want to be in her way. At 2:20 I was ready to make a call, then didn't. I wasn't going to play that game. At 2:25 the explosion that was Kerri came through the door.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, fine. I just cut it a little short. That's all."

Then it was the shower and hustling into her dress. A quick, silent trip in the car and we were at the church five minutes before the service. All went well. A beautiful service. Then guests started to mingle. Kerri was off to flit about. It seeming she wasn't interested in me connecting with her friends.

Not to be the odd man out I saw Kerri's sister off from the rest at a table against the wall. The devil herself. I don't think Bertie and Kerri were really friends, just sisters six years apart. Hoping I could say something to piss her off I nodded in her direction and ambled towards her as I casually watched her expression change to a slight smile. Perhaps how a spider would smile when he knows there's a fly in her web.

"Have a seat ... "

The invitation didn't seem too threatening. I looked around the room as I sat down in case I needed a witness for something. Kerri was across the room and Tom, asshole Tom, Bertie's husband was almost back to back with Kerri. I wanted to taunt Bertie with her real name, Roberta Bernice, but valued my teeth and testicles to much to try it. Her parents actually called her that.

"Bertie, how's it going? Another wedding, huh?"

I got a real smile. This can't be good.

"Call me Bert. My close friends call me Bert. After all, we are family, aren't we? We share things, we love the same people. Maybe even more than we know."

"Okay, Bert. I've never thought of us close."

"Look at my husband and your wife over there. Kerri's got the pretty face and always a friendly word for everyone. More likeable than you would ever guess. You are married to her, for what now, six months? Known her for a year? Then there's my Tom. In spite of his money he is a low class slob that thinks he is a ladies man. Always hitting on the ladies. Every now and then he fucks one."

My face snapped around to look at Bert. Never expected that word from her or that revelation.

"Oh, don't be surprised that I know. The only one I have a problem with is your wife fucking him."

"Kerri?? Kerri is fucking that creep?? Sorry, maybe I shouldn't call him your husband a creep."

"Oh, no. He's a creep alright."

My head was spinning out of control. Quickly the image of my lovely bride stripping down and laying back to let that nasty bastard fuck her ran through my mind.

"I almost said something to screw up your wedding when you two got married. I had on kid underfoot and was was seven months pregnant with the next one. I wasn't sure what to do so I hung in there. My own sister has fucked up my marriage so now I am going to fuck up yours."

The voice sounded like it was coming out of a fog as I wrestled with the idea of my Kerri cheating with someone as disgusting as that. I wasn't going to believe it. I looked up again and Kerri was gone. Looking around I saw Tom heading out a side door. Despicable, disgusting Tom. I couldn't accept my wife letting him in her sweet cunt. Bert was watching Tom leave knowing Kerri was going to hook up with him.

She gave me a know-it-all look.

"She's the aggressor here. She went after him when he was my boyfriend. I mean, she did him before I did him ... and she won't stop. It got so bad after we got married Mom and Dad sort of nudged her out of town to save our marriage. That's how she ended up where you are."

It was starting to sink in. Bert certainly didn't kid around. It had to be true. Another image filled my mind of Tom shoving his cock in my wife and banging away at her pussy.

"Did she have a boyfriend. She told me she had four she had sex with."

"Ha! Maybe more like four on one weekend. The guys called her 'first date Kerri' because she was always a sure thing. I'd say it would be more like forty rather than and I don't know how many she had after leaving here and before meeting you. When did you fuck her?"

"First date." I added sheepishly. What do you do?"

"Oh, I don't love him, but I still fuck him. I revenge fuck someone different almost every week. It's a part of me I didn't realize I'd like."

"I don't see why Kerri would be interested. Really? Fucking her brother-in-law?"

"Maybe it's his eight inch cock. It stays hard a long time. When he cums, he cum a lot. I mean a lot. He leaves a girl needing a box of tissues to clean up. That's why I still do it with him."

That vision made things worse. My wife fucking eight inches and flooded with cum. God Damn it!

"Do you think they are doing it right now?"

"No doubt. They either ran by his office or maybe they are out in the parking lot and he is fucking her in the double-cab of his truck. I've done it in there. It's pretty roomy."

Double cab truck? The car I saw drive away after dropping off my wife after the party probably was a double-cab truck. Eight inches. Lots of cum. No wonder she didn't want to fuck when she finally came traipsing in late. The little tramp!

"So, those two weekends she came home before you married her to set up the wedding. There was a lot of it to do. But, several times she was doing my husband. The weekend of your wedding she fucked him after the rehearsal dinner on Friday. Before the wedding on Saturday, they slipped away and she fucked Tom right before she married you. I watched them sneak off together."

Bert was loving tell me all this stuff. As much as I didn't want to believe her it all made sense. In my mind I had a check list of our wedding and I was putting check marks in too many boxes.

"There you go, Jimmy. When you exchanged your vows, gave that kiss, had that first dance and went around as husband and wife to all the guests your new brother-in-law had planted a huge load of cum eight inches deep in her and it had to be dripping from her all that time."

I sat listening. Taking it all in. Bert wasn't being so mean about it, but I could tell she sure enjoyed being the messenger.

"My sister dated some really great guys. Good looking and rich. But, she had to be obsessed with Tom. Had to fuck him ... and fuck him ... and fuck him. After the vows and everyone was mingling you asked me if I had seen Kerri. I knew the answer. I told you she needed to use the bathroom and get a few minutes to herself and take it all in. You smiled and nodded. What she was taking in was Tom's big cock. No doubt balls deep and we know what comes out of those balls. After she became your wife Tom fucked her before you did. And, Kerri was all for it. She loves fucking Tom."

"Why don't you do something about it?"

"I am as much as I want to do anything. I have two kids with the bastard. He makes and lot of money and his parent are rich. He's an only child."

"Yet, your sister is fucking him,"

"It's not so often now with you guys living away from here. When Kerri is not around I fuck him every night. That's some real special cock. I've even had him fuck me after I know he has fucked Kerri. I guess we play it as an unannounced game. You and my sister play it, too. I know she has fucked him and gone to bed and fucked you."

God Damn! That hit hard. I remembered times when she was loose and wet. She was usually wet on her own and eight inches of the brother-in-law's big cock now explained the loose. I had "What the Hell!" moments and realized that every time tied in to a visit to her family in South Texas.

"Do you need to go outside for air? You look a little flush." Bert sounded concerned.

Maybe she felt bad about what what she had just done to my marriage. Then again, shortly after going outside she pointed out into the parking lot.

That's Tom's truck over there. Either they found a private place inside or that's where they are."

The parking lot was just beginning to be dark enough that some of the lights on the poles were coming on. My brain headed me in that direction before my feet would let me go. The bitch was steering me. She wanted me to go over there to force the affair to go public. Maybe start a huge fight. At the least let her sister know that I caught her fucking around on me. I turned to Bert.

"You ever seen them actually do it?" I watched her reaction.

"No, I don't think I'd want to see it happening."

"Come on." I reached out for her hand. "At least walk over there with me."

That was the first time I ever touched her. She put her hand in mine and walked with me.

"We need to take off our shoes." She whispered.

Her heels were clomping and mine made some noise on the asphalt.

"Oh, God. They are going to catch us." She sounded unsure what to do. It wouldn't take much to turn her back.

We hunched over a little and took quiet steps like cartoon lions sneaking up on prey. The nearest light was coming from the other side which would hide our shadows and cast light into the truck. Almost close enough to touch it when we stopped. The truck was rocking a little bit. The windows were down a crack. I could hear fucking sounds like the ones that come from my wife. Bert gripped my hand a little tighter. We stepped close enough to see movement.

A couple of steps along the truck and we could see Kerri up on her knees with Tom tight up behind her. He was short stroking her leaving no doubts there were fucking. Bert cringed a bit and tried to move away. She caught herself and froze in place. Suddenly she decided she wanted to see. Then I don't think I could have pried her away from the view of her husband fucking my wife, her sister.

Tom grunted and said, "Oh, shit!"

Kerri was pretty loud saying, "Fuck me, put all that load in me. Fuck me!"

The short strokes ended as Tom started pulling out almost all the way and slammed back into her as she moved back into him to catch the full brunt of the pounding her was giving her. We could both see it. The whole eight inches go in and out. My eyes, my brain weren't ready for that. My wife, my wife, he was fucking my wife. She was taking eight inches and Tom's fuck tool was thick.

They were pretty wild while he shot his cum into her willing cunt well up to her cervix. Bert and I looked at each other and began running stocking feet through the parking lot still holding hands as we ran. A couple of hundred feet felt like a mile. We stopped inside the door to compose ourselves. Bert spoke, short of breath.

"Well, now you know why I keep fucking him."

"God Damn, I didn't think I'd ever want to watch that. First time for you?" I asked.

"Not even from a distance, then I get that close up." She gasped for breath.
"I mean I didn't want to really believe she'd do that to our marriage and there it was."

The caters brought the dinner. We ended up sitting Me, Kerri, Tom and Bert. There were a few things going on under the table. I could smell Tom's seed in her for the first time. I'd never had a reason to suspect Kerri about anything. Now after seeing her impale herself on his big cock everything will be in question.

After dinner Tom asked his wife to get up to dance with him. The idea being that Bert would be slow to respond and Kerri would jump up to dance. That's the way Bert let it play out and my wife jubilantly went to the dance floor with him.

"Why would you let them do that? Now that we both know we can make things difficult for them?"

"Are you going to say anything to her?"

"When the time is right. Not now."

"Until the time is right know this ... I've watched, she's not had a chance to going to the restroom or clean up. A few minutes of dancing with Tom some of that cum is going to run out of her and head for her ankles. I say ankles because I know how much is up inside her greedy cunt. Let's see how she handles it."

We watched them through a slow dance.

"That isn't going to work. We need a song a little faster."

The DJ changed to something with a beat. Half way through the song you could see cum below Kerri's knee.

"Look. She's leaked some on the floor. The little bitch knows it. Watch the concern on her face."

When the song ended everyone clapped. Kerri made a dash for the restroom.

"I guess I'll go in there, too. When the little whore comes out from the stall after trying to clean sperm from her pussy I want to be standing there."

That left me sitting alone when Tom plopped down beside me.

"Your wife is a great dancer."

My answer could have been that "she likes to fuck a big cock", but that would have had to go sideways for me. "I saw you fuck her in your truck", ran through my mind. Just flat out beating him with a chair would have been a good move. Then I saw the girls coming from the restroom. Bert looked calm, Kerri had that "hand in the cookie jar, deer in the headlights look". I guess coming face to face with her sister after cleaning the sister's husband's cum from her cunt might have unsettled my wife.

Not that it bothered her for long. Tom had her back on the floor to dance again. We sat and watched.

"The kids are with a sitter at Mom and Dad's house tonight. They'll go home and stay with Mom Mom and Pop Pop tonight and tomorrow. I won't give him chance to fuck my sister again this trip if you can keep them apart in the morning before you leave. Tom will use the Sunday morning golf excuse to get to her one more time. You'll have to shut her down."

"All ready got a plan although now that I know it's going on I wouldn't mind knowing he was going to load her up with seed and have her ride home with it inside her."

"That sounds kind of sick, you know."

"Really? How long have you known your husband was fucking your sister and not doing anything to stop them? To me it's just my wife. It's your husband and your sister. It looks like maybe you like the idea of them fucking, too."

We let it go another few dances. Bert would take him to a bar and let him flirt there a little, then take him home and fuck him. I'd take Kerri to the motel and try to fuck her. We exchanged numbers just in case. Funny. All the time we sat there and after getting a glimpse of our spouses fuck we never mentioned fucking each other. I pointed it out to Bert.

"I thought maybe you'd go for a revenge fuck. Not that I be interested." That had to sound pretty lame.

"Oh, I'll do that. Maybe a couple of times next week. I like the salesman and executive types from out of town. I go into Houston and let those Yankees see what South Texas pussy is all about." There was a pause. "You don't think badly about me, do you?" She giggled.

The next morning I was ready when Kerri got up and tried the excuse of going by to tell her parents goodbye before we left for home. Instead of her getting away to fuck Tom's almost nine inches I was up and dressed and told her I'd go with her. There was a lot of stammering and some foot stomping that I didn't need to go along before she realized that going any further might not be a good idea.

I had already spent the night for the first time knowing that she slept next to me full of another man's cum. I tried to fuck her to see what it would be like and got several excuses including she must have eaten some bad food at the reception. Now she was wanting the trip home with me to be a trip home as a well-fucked cheating wife.

Things were normal after a day or two removed from Tom. We were back to our frequent sex and Kerri was really getting off. She wasn't faking it. A surprise to me since I had no way near eight pr nine inches to pound into her. I guess that was why I hadn't suspected anything before the revelations from Bert at the wedding.

Thanksgiving and Christmas came and went at her parents' house. Bert and I didn't put up much effort to stop her husband from fucking my wife. Bert wanted to allow it to justify her frequent revenge fuck trips to Houston. For me I'd have to admit I couldn't get the vision of Tom full depth pounding in and out of Kerri in his pickup truck. Maybe I was the sick son-of-a-bitch for liking the idea of someone else fucking her.

Kerri nor I had many alone times. There weren't any opportunities for Kerri to fuck someone else and for all I knew the fascination may have been in fucking her brother-in-law. I kept looking for little signs of my wife getting some anywhere but at home. Is was easy enough to check out her cell phone as she used the same password for everything. Tom with his eight inch cock and huge blasts of cum must be her lone guilty pleasure.

Her job was at a local car dealership as the front receptionist. No doubt hired for her friendly smile, the body was a bonus. Her job was greet customers and keep tabs on the next salesman up. There were a couple of women on the sales staff. Kerri was always happy, meaning everyone must love her. She'd tell me work stories which didn't interest me because I knew none of those people. I know she had the crowd near her desk when the showroom was lacking customers.

I had taken her out for Valentine's Day. We had a good meal and I had surprised her with a necklace I really couldn't afford. What women won't fuck for jewelry? Kerri was no exception. We danced some that reminded me of her dancing with Tom, again the image of his cock buried in her was an image that wouldn't fade from my mind. After a couple of dances and a couple of drinks we went home and Kerri was incredible in bed.

Something had her lit on fire. I thought it was the jewelry fuck. Finally taking a breather I came back to bed with her still sprawled open legs on the sheet. A trail of her fluids and my cum puddled and dripped from her snatch. Another little reminder how Tom could load her up. I smiled knowing that she had no idea I knew about their secret. I was going to fuck her again.

"You know how much I love you." She smiled with all her charm.

"I love you, too."

"I'm going to fuck another man!"

I laughed.

"No, Jimmy. I'm serious. I'm going to fuck another man."

"What brought that on a Valentine's Day?"

"I don't know. I've decided to do it. I thought I should tell you."

"Why?"

"No reason. I just decided to fuck another guy. Not that I don't love you. It's what I decided to do."

"Is it someone I know?"

"I don't think so. Do you think I'd fuck one of your friends?"

"Saying you have friends of your own?"

"Of course I do! I'm going to fuck one of them."

"Someone from work?"

"Does it matter?"

"When is this going to happen?"

"I haven't let him know I'm willing. Maybe I'll let him know tomorrow."

Everything was normal the next morning. Needless to say I didn't fuck her after her announcement. I did lay there for an hour with a hardon after she dozed off to sleep. A new guy fucking her? That may be workable. It was easy to imagine a stranger crawled between her legs.

At the end of next day I got the call.

"Jimmy, go out and get yourself a nice dinner tonight. I'll be home late."

"How late?"

"Maybe just home to change for work tomorrow."

"So, you're going to fuck this guy?"

"That's already been decided."

I'd wake up in the night expecting her to be beside me, well fucked and full of this stranger's cum. Instead, she was right about coming home to change for work the next day. She was loving and kind with no guilt about cheating on our marriage.

"Should I be worried? Are you serious about this guy?"

"No. Not serious. I just wondered what it would be like to fuck him. Now I know."

"Was it good?"

"Really, really, good."

She gave me a kiss as she hurried to leave.

"Is his dick bigger than mine?"

"Why would you want to know that?"

"I don't know. Is it bigger than Tom's?"

That stopped her in her tracks.

"How do you know about that?"

"I was out in the parking lot at your brother's wedding. I saw his cock in you. I saw him cum. That was huge."

"Well then, you see why I fuck him."-

"Is the new guy bigger than Tom?"

"Maybe a little. Now you know why I fucked him, too."

It wasn't a fight. Not even a raised voice. Just a married couple talking about her infidelity. She kissed me on the mouth.

"I love you, Jimmy."

"Love you, too."

"See you in the morning again, Jimmy."

"Spending another night?"

"If you were me, wouldn't you?

I stood in stunned silence. She really fucked up my day. I didn't go whining to any body. I ran my options in my head. There was no way to fight it. Eventually I'd probably move on to someone else. Right now I may be in for the show of my life. The idea of her fucking some guy with a big dick had some appeal to me. Again, the image of Tom fucking her full depth from behind consumed my thoughts. I sat down at the kitchen table.

She didn't even call that night. I went to a pickup bar. I had a couple of drinks. Not enough to make the past their prime bitches look good to me.

I was thinking about the girl at the bachelor party back at the wedding. I watched her fuck a dozen guys and it didn't even faze her. Her husband probably sat at home hoping she'd fuck her way through it and come home. Maybe he didn't even know. I could see my wife being like that. Would she fuck a dozen guys at a party? Inside myself I realized that maybe she could. Maybes are for dumbasses. This new fuck buddy wasn't a maybe. It was a fact.

I kept expecting my cell phone to ring. It did not. A younger woman more my age tried to strike up a conversation. She might have the potential for a revenge fuck if she lost 30 pounds and wasn't so damned ugly. In retrospect I should have fucked her nice personality and been done with it.

Home to bed. Morning meant morning. Kerri wouldn't be coming home in the night. Still, I slept peacefully.

True to form Kerri stopped in for change of clothing in the morning. The next night Kerri came home as usual. We didn't fuck, but we did the night after that.

"I thought you'd be out getting you cunt pounded again tonight."

"Did you want me out getting my cunt pounded?"

"No, it's nice having you home with me."

The next night she was home, too.

"How did you find out about Tom fucking me?"

"I saw you fucking him in the truck. I, also, saw a someone drive away after dropping you off the night before."

"You didn't say anything to Bert, did you?"

"Tom's still alive, isn't he?" I bluffed.

"Well, don't say anything to her."

"I did learn some things from a couple of your old school chums while you were sneaking off with Tom."

"Really? Like what?"

"First of all your lie about four guys before you met me was well over forty."

"Would you have married me if I had told you?"

"Was forty a good figure?"

"That was probably a bit light. I was a young girl from South Texas. I had to be that South Texas girl."

"They told me you were known as "First Date Kerri" to all the guys."

"There didn't always have to be a date, Sweetie."

My wife mocked me with an air kiss.

And, we got to next Tuesday. Kerri called me from work again. Another night alone for me. She'd see me in the morning.

"Same guy?"

"Yes, same guy. I'm not that girl anymore."

"I almost wish you were."

"We can arrange that. See you in the morning."

This went on over the next two months with me spending two or three nights a week going home alone. She said it was the same guy. I had all kinds of visions in my head. She told me they'd fuck four or five times a night and he'd send her out full of cum from another fuck in the morning.

Then things changed dramatically. She came home around midnight one night saying something major had happened.

"If he hurt you, I'll kill the son-of-a-bitch!"

"He didn't hurt me. He lives in a bad neighborhood. We had been at his apartment for a couple of hours, had sex a couple of times, when two men forced in his front door. They knocked Travis down and roughed him up quite a bit. Then they turned to me. I hadn't even gotten a chance to get dressed. I had Travis' cum running from my twat and they turned on me."

"Oh, my God! Are you alright?"

"I'm fine they didn't hurt me. They said they knew I was cheating on my husband and they were going to take advantage of the situation and get themselves some white pussy. I didn't want to get beat up like Travis or maybe get us both killed. They said they were going to fuck me so I didn't put up much of a fight."

"What did you do?"

"Nothing actually. One of them already had his dick out. It was not hard and already huge. I sat on the bed as he took off his clothes and pumped his cock to full erection. He was about the same thickness as Travis and two inches longer. The other guy was about the same."

"They raped you?"

"At that point they didn't have to rape me. I couldn't help but let them fuck me. They had Travis beat up in a corner while they each fucked me twice before they left telling to hang my panties in the window when I wanted more."

"And, you aren't hurt? Maybe you did the right thing. It's not that you were trying to not be unfaithful to me and Travis getting his ass kicked is kind of funny to me. Did they cum in you unprotected?"

"I didn't insist since I didn't use anything with Travis."

"So, you liked it. Two guys, big cocks. Four times they had cum in you?"

"Except for Travis getting hurt, why wouldn't I? They were really good with those big cocks and once they realized I was really enjoying them fucking me they took their time and did me right."

Kerri didn't look the least bit disturbed by the experience. It wasn't like other guys hadn't been fucking her anyway.

"You didn't seem to notice when I said they wanted my white pussy. Do you realize they were black?"

"You don't seem to mind."

"They were great and it's not like I'm going to have their babies. Dick is dick and apparently I don't mind black dick at all."

"Jesus Christ, Kerri. You wanted them to fuck you after seeing they were black, and attempted rapists at that."

"I let a couple of black guys fuck me. What difference does it make? I wouldn't mind fucking some more like that."

"Wait, you said the first guy was two inches bigger than Travis. That's more than ten inches. How much of that did he get in you?"

"The first time his blew his load in me with still about an inch to go. The second time I took all of it."

"All of it?"

My wife took a ten or eleven inch cock all the way in her? Kerri is 4'11". "Where in the hell did you put that?"

"I don't know. Maybe I was made for it. You should have seen the bulge he put in my tummy. I could see where the head was right up until he'd crammed the last two inches in me."

She called Travis on the phone to see if he was okay. She had never called him with me around. The conversation and her concern for him after he laid in a corner and let her get black fucked sickened my stomach. Even at that my images in my mind of Tom fucking my wife was overridden by a black guy pumping a load into her.

"See you at the dealership tomorrow."

"I didn't know the guy you were fucking was someone from work."

"He's one of the salesmen. He's going to look for a new place starting tomorrow. I guess I'm all yours for a while."

That leaves the door open. Speaking of open doors. A couple of days later ...

"Honey, Travis is really having trouble finding a place."

"There's got to be a lot of places."

"Well, better location and he was only paying $750 per month at his old place."

"At his old place where he got himself beat up and you raped. Raped ... excuse me. Fucked by two black guys."

"We have a guest room no one has ever used."

"And, let us leave it at that. I don't need to watch him fuck my wife."

"I thought you might be kind of in to it."

I couldn't answer. Which was kind of a yes. The only thing that hadn't happened was me actually seeing her fucking him.

"Tell you what. Let me have him over for dinner tomorrow. I'm sure you'll like each other. And, if you do you can watch us fuck if you want."

"Oh, Thanks Kerri. What a wonderful idea. Let me bring a man in to fuck my wife. Maybe watch her fuck him for a few days."

I tried to sound angry and pissed. Yet, if his cock was as big or a little bigger than Tom's I wouldn't mind seeing that in action.

"Just let me bring him over for dinner. You can decide on the rest."

"Okay."

Kerri put a roast out to thaw before kissing me goodbye and leaving for work way too cheerily. I was curious to meet this guy she had been fucking. There wasn't much I could do about his cock being a lot bigger than mine, but maybe I could be a nice guy.

I got home and they were already there in the kitchen. Big shock. She introduced Travis. Travis was black. There had never been a mention of Travis being black. Yet, here he was in my kitchen with my wife. Based on Kerri's trips to his apartment he must have fucked her a hundred times. Watching her fuck her boyfriend would now be watching her fuck her black boyfriend.

Deal me in!

Although my wife was the love of my life the marriage is over. I still get pretty good pussy from her and she is fucking black guys. Hell, half of the men in America have that dream. With her eagerly fucking two black strangers there is not going to be a limit on this. Plus, if she keeps fucking ten to twelve inch black cock there won't be much left for a regular guy like me. I won't be living in a marriage. I'll be living in an amusement park where the only rides are on black dick.

That pretty much ended my love. The little cunt skips out several times a week after announcing she was going to fuck another man. With that the little cunt ended the marriage. I just wanted to enjoy the experience and start to look for options.

While going to the new boyfriend's place the little cunt gets fucked by two oversized black guys. The guys had plans rape the little cunt, but when she sees the size of their equipment my wife greedily fucks them with no consequence.

I'm starting to sound bitter? Maybe a little! I watched the little cunt with Travis. He seems to be a nice guy as if he understands that some, if not most wives, are inclined to fuck around on their hubbies. The world has turned around now with almost 30% more women cheating than their husbands. And, the trend is a large percent of them cheating are with black guys. So, is the little cunt a trendsetter? I had felt giddy when we married when I admitted to my eight sex partners and she lied saying hers was four. After thinking I was pretty cool in the first six months of our marriage I now know that the little cunt's score is above fifty and on the way to sixty.
That's a difference between men and women. If a man cheats guilt will stop him. Maybe a couple of women, but guilt backs him off. Since women don't feel guilt they keep racking them up until dozens of men become a source of pride.

I watched from my recliner while they finished up in the kitchen. The new man in her life. No groping, no kissing, just exchanging a few smiles. I figured the little cunt would be all over him. I stayed in the recliner when they came in and sat on the love seat. Not really close as we watched a game show. I didn't really think my wife invited him over to watch TV.

Just as some woman on the game show bought a vowel my wife wiggled out of her slacks and panties. Naked from the waist down I looked at her bare thighs with a little bit of bush peeking out. Still sitting on the love seat she took off her blouse to reveal those half A-Cup boobs that made her look like young teen.

"Fuck me, Travis. Show Jimmy how his wife loves black cock."

Without looking at me Travis lifted his ass to pull down his pants and boxers. Standing up he dropped them to the floor and stepped out of them. He took off his shirt as my wife scooted down so her ass was off the love seat and spread her legs. With a full open view to me he dropped to his knees and aimed his eight or nine cock at her willing snatch.

I knew for sure the romance was over when he shoved the whole length of his cock into her with one push. No backstroke to get the head of it lubed. No stop to let her adjust. No going deeper each stoke. The whole thing glided in with one long smooth movement. My wife just took Travis' black cock with no effort. Nine inches, balls deep. There she was fucking a black guy right in front of me.

There wasn't a lot to see at first although I was watching closely. Travis held it buried deep with all he had. Mostly it was the contrast of his black skin against her white as he lay motionless between her spread thighs. After about a minute Kerri started rocking up against his cock. Travis started short strokes and they kept that pace for several minutes until it was obvious that my young bride was about to cum on his big cock. He kept a steady stroke and let her cum pretty hard. After letting her come down a little bit he starting pumping harder and then more furiously. The sounds from my wife were familiar if not a little more intense.

This was when I was really getting a view. He was pulling out until just the head was in her and plunging back in. A couple of times he came out too far and my wife was frantically reaching for it to guide the head back inside her wide open cunt.

By then I was realizing that a size comparison was disgustingly difficult to even try. If I could take my cock, take three of them, put two side by side and stack one on top, then add three inches to the length I'd have pretty much what Travis was about use to blast a load of cum into my wife.

Then I noticed her alternately peeking at me watching and looking down at Travis' cock working into her. Travis was pushed up on his arms by then and offering her a good view of both. When I noticed Kerri was watching my reaction to her taking all that cock our eyes locked. She didn't look down again. She just watched me watch her fuck black dick. The expressions on her face gave a play by play of what he was doing to her.

As far a Travis, all I saw was a black ass blur and a black cock pumping into my wife. The sounds from both announced that they were going to cum together until Kerri almost squealed.

"Oh, fuck me! Fuck meeeeee! Fuck me with that wonderful black cock. Fill my little pussy with your black seed. Fuck me hard! Show Jimmy how you fuck meeeeee!"

I watched his ass twitch as she got what she wanted. He held it in her for a while as she rocked her hips up as to try to keep any of his cum from running out of her. Kerri got up with great big grin and danced off to the bathroom. Then an odd thing, Travis got up and started to dress. Once fully clothed he thanked me for a great evening and left.

"Tell Kerri I had a great time and that I'll see her at work tomorrow."

Well, wham, bam, thank you 'Mam. He didn't even wait for Kerri to come out of the bathroom.

"Where's Travis?"

"He said to thank you for the evening. And, that he would see you at work tomorrow."

"That attack really fucked him up. He'll try to get home before dark and then leave the lights off."

"They scared him that badly?"

"He's afraid that if the guys force their way in again and I'm not there that they might kill him. He really needs a place to live."

"There aren't enough apartments that he can't find one?"

"The ones he can afford aren't in any better place than he is now."

"What's he trying to pay?"

"Seven to eight."

"Maybe he should sign on with a roommate."

"Think of all the things we could do if we had that money."

"What? You mean rent him the guest room?"

"He'd be a lot better than most anyone else you could get in here."

"First of all, who said our guest room was for rent? Then why should I rent it to a black guy who is fucking my wife. A black guy that laid in a ball while my wife got fucked by two hoodlums wanting some white pussy. I don't see the logic here, Kerri."

"He's going to fuck me anyway. We could use the extra cash. Maybe if we all three went together we could get a lot nicer place ourselves."

"Kerri. What we basically have here is me pimping my wife out to a black guy."

"I think we could make it work."

At this point I had long since decided that my marriage was fucked. With what I learned the last few months of my marriage is that my marriage was fucked in the beginning after the heads up from my sister-in-law. I'd be getting free tickets to a sex show and my wife would be the star.

"Go ahead, Kerri. Rent him the guest room, and fuck him. The rent is $800 and I want first and last in cash."

"Really? Do you mean it?"

"Yeah, sure. Rent it to him."

"Oh, great! I'm going to call Travis now."

I didn't hear much of the conversation, but my wife was all bubbly sharing the news.

"Honey, Travis can grab his stuff and come over now. Is that okay?"

In less than and hour, fifty two minutes actually, we had a new roommate.

"Hey, thanks for doing this man. I promise you that you won't be sorry."

"What about the rest of your stuff?"

"Most of it was left in the place when I rented it."

I looked at my wife. She did a little shimmy-wiggle showing that she couldn't contain her excitement.

We watched TV until the news came on. Travis got up and announced that he was turning in. I half expected my wife to go back there with him. Instead she stood and gave him a brotherly peck on the lips and told him goodnight. My wife and I went to our bed a few minutes later.

"Thank you for tonight. I won't have to worry about Travis now."

"And, I'm not supposed to worry about my new roomie"

She laughed and caught me with a hard cock that she quickly took me into her mouth. One blow job made all the difference in the world. I slept sound through the night. Not sound enough to be alert to any middle of the night attempt from the two of them. I don't think Travis was expecting her, but every little movement caused me to stir enough to keep my wife in my bed for the night. For that night anyway.

The shower woke my up in the morning. My wife was early to be going to work. When she came out of the master bath dried off and naked I had my answer.

"I'm going to fuck Travis this morning before I go to work. I'll have his cum in me all day as people meander around my desk. Guys that wished the could do me won't know my pussy is leaking his seed."

She was gone about twenty minutes and came back and dressed in front of me with her cunt swollen and dripping blackman's semen She gave me a kiss while I was still dressing and went to the kitchen. She made breakfast as usual, now with the extra place for our new black roommate.

We had a good conversation with no mention of Kerri and Travis fucking only minutes earlier. I kissed her goodbye knowing she was carrying a good mixture of their fluids.

After that there was never a bad time for my wife to get eight or nine inches of cock. Although I felt overshadowed by three inches I would occasionally remind Travis that the hoodlums that forced their way in on them had fucked her with considerably more.

The usual before morning fucks were in his room and the evening and weekend stuff was in full view. After seeing her fuck Travis a few times I got to where I wanted to fuck her again. I was in for two or three nights a week. I learned that a loose pussy is still good pussy.

We were getting along like three friends with no squabbles or hard feelings. Travis turned out to be a pretty nice guy that just happened to be fucking my wife.

It was hard to believe a month had flown by when Travis was handing me the next month's rent. Eight Hundred Dollars cash went into my pocket. We'll call it rent because Travis was fucking her three and four times some days

We were doing things like going out to eat, maybe see a movie or a ballgame. After the third rent payment we decided to get a nicer place. Travis turned out to be a pretty good thing for both of us. Sometimes Travis took out my wife like on a date to dinner and maybe dancing or whatever. When I took her out Travis always came along.

It was one of those nights that we made a little shift in our sex life. I was horny as hell myself. Kerri noticed it when we went to bed. I had watched him fuck her in the kitchen while she cooked. She wanted his cock in her cunt again while we were watching television. At bedtime Kerri went into his bedroom. I heard her cum hard three times while her fucked her. She got him to put another load of cum in her again.

When she came into our bedroom she could see that all the watching, then the listening had gotten to me.

It's looks like my husband could use some pussy. Do you want to fuck me?"

"You know I do."

"Okay, do you want me to try to clean up like I always do or to you want it raw and nasty?"

We had never mentioned that to each other. I was shocked that she would ask. I hesitated a little with my answer.

"Oh, you do want it raw and nasty. Does my Jimmy want some sloppy seconds all over his dick?"

She was on her back, legs spread before I could act. I looked and saw what raw and nasty looked liked. I had seen it a lot but never before I was going to poke my dick in it. I got up on my knees and knee walked between her legs. A surge of cum came out of her and puddled on the sheet. I was in the game. I put my dick in her and started fucking.

I had gotten used to loose. Now I had slick. The whole thing got to my wife. The idea of me slopping around in Travis' goo made her cum hard. My wife was just cumming like crazy knowing her husband was getting black cum sloppy seconds. After several quick little orgasms she went into cumming real hard and then went limp. It took a minute for her to come to and move. She had cum so hard she passed out. Once she was alert again ...

"Jesus, Travis doesn't make me cum like that!"

"Let me run down the hall to tell him!" I offered.

"No, you can't do that. I mean it was just different. Something must be screwing with my head."

This time she got cozy into the sheets and went to sleep. Cum leaked everywhere. I woke up in a crust of dried semen, not all mine. The next morning she showered and went into see Travis to get herself plowed good. At breakfast she kept glancing at me like I had grown and extra eye or something. I guessed that she couldn't understand what had happened without a huge dick in her.

She didn't mention the night before or ask for it again for several days. This time she kept looking at me, maybe wondering if I had hit her with a shoe or something the time before. Again after me slopping around in her cunt and Travis' cum she had some pretty decent orgasms and suddenly rocketed off a huge one. She didn't say a thing this time. I got a strange and confused look from her and watched her go right to sleep.

That weekend we were playing around and after one of the times fucking her Travis looked at Kerri's tiny 4'-11" body and almost flat chest and teased her that fucking her was like fucking a ten year old. She got back at him with ...

"Hey, Mister. I'm the neighbor's daughter. Want to fuck my little girl pussy?"

That shook Travis. He sported a tremendous hardon and fucked her royally with it to the point I thought the neighbors would bang on the walls for them to quiet down. I found myself as aroused as the two of them.

Tuesday night was my wife's twenty-first birthday. Travis came home after both Kerri and I did. He was carrying a small department store bag.

"I've got something special for my favorite girl's birthday."

Kerri looked puzzled as she reached into the bag. She held up a package of panties marked girl's size six. The wrapping listed embroidered characters, a little kitten, a pony, a puppy, etc. She laughed, Travis laughed with her. I wasn't sure about it being funny. She pulled off her panties, tore open the package and put on the pair with the kitten. They fit her like a glove.

"So, is this how you want your little girl to look in her sweet panties?"

Travis grinned. Kerri pulled off her top to expose her little titties. She wiggled her ass at him to tease, then turned around to run her hand down the front of the new underwear to rub her pussy. This wasn't unusual for my wife to be around the house in just her underwear on the bottoms. Somehow the girl's panties changed it to a whole different tone.

"Do you want to fuck my little girl pussy? Do you Travis? Do you, huh?"

It was quite a sight. We weren't starting dinner any more. Travis picked up my squealing wife and took her into his room to fuck her. I sort of dabbled with the meal not knowing when they would come back. Twenty minutes later they were back with Kerri wearing just the kid's underwear, little boobs jiggling with her nipples still erect.

Later my wife fucked him twice in front of me. Travis took her to his room for a final black cock breeding before sending her back to my bed.

"Wow! Some birthday, huh! And, you didn't even get a chance to fuck your wife."

She was standing at the foot of the bed in the panties looking very, very well-fucked.

"Let me shower. There's a surprise for you."

She tossed her cum soaked undies at me and disappeared into the bathroom. I heard some giggling after the shower came on. Soon she came to the side of the bed wearing a fresh pair of underwear with a unicorn on them. After a few seconds of teasing she pulled down the panties.

Bare pussy! My wife had shaved her bush. Not even a landing strip remained. Now she definitely looked like a preteen. My cock went instantly hard. Every part of her said too young to be legal. When her split was revealed I could have fitted a half dollar in it from Travis just pulling out of her minutes earlier.

Still she needed fucking. I'd be getting to her bald cunt before Travis even knew about it. Some of the black cum still inside her made her hole glisten with its slickness.

Her leg came up on the bed and she straddled me and engulfed my cock in one stroke. As I let her do the work my eyes never went to her face. I'd glance at her small tits and hard nipples and look right back at her hairless snatch as my cock was taken in and out between her puffy cunt lips. I coasted through a couple of her quick orgasms. When the big one hit I was ready to give her a full load of my seed to go with what she had already claimed from Travis.

When Travis saw her shaved slit he went nuts. Fucked her hard, fast and furiously. Unloaded an unbelievable load of cum in her. Then fucked her again.

That weekend we took Kerri out for her birthday. We danced, drank a little, and had a really good time. Kerri posted a photo on social media. That got me a call from her sister.

"Hey, Jimmy. I see my husband has some competition."

"Oh, that? No, we just took her out for her birthday."

"Well, as Dad likes to say, if you see a black man with a white couple he's fucking her."

"That sounds a little harsh. They are just friends. Travis rents a room from us."

"Like we said, Jimmy. She's fucking the black guy. You don't have to say as much. It's a fact that a black man doesn't hang around with a white women unless he's fucking her. Has he got a big pecker, Jimmy?"

"What makes your Dad such a expert?"

"He told me about Mom."

I was picturing their Mom. She comes off as straight laced as they come. I almost laughed at the idea of a black cock in her.

"Dad joined the Army for four years and spent two tours in Germany. He didn't know during those years that South Texas pussy loves black. Mom took on dozens of them. They didn't want children until he fulfilled his service so Mom was on the pill. Mom won't talk about it, but don't get Dad started."

"You've got to be shitting me."

"No, they had off base housing in Fort Bragg. Mom would fuck any black guy that didn't have a wife or girlfriend and a hell of a lot of them that did. Even when Dad was back in the States she kept letting them fuck her. It almost ended the marriage and almost didn't have kids."

"How did he get her to quit?"

"That wasn't part of the deal. She has a few locals and still takes an occasional weekend into Houston. It looks like your wife has moved on to fucking blacks now, too."

"That doesn't mean your sister is like that."

"Trust me, Jimmy. My sister is like that. I still fuck a random black guy myself every now and then. Most of my friends fuck black guys. Take a look at the picture of you three out partying. Take a good look. See where you three are standing. Watch her body language. She's fucking him, Jimmy. You've got to know it. South Texas women, especially the rich and pretty ones like to fuck big black cock."

Shit! Our first anniversary was coming up. I'd married into a family of whores. My mind was picturing my sister-in-law Bert taking a big black cock. Damn! That was hot! And, the Mom, too. Holy fucking shit!

"So, tell me Jimmy, is she fucking him?"

"Ha! I knew it!"

"I didn't say anything."

"You didn't say no. She's fucking him."

"You can be a real ass, Bert."

"Hey, Jimmy. I'm kicking Dave to the curb. Want to come to South Texas and fuck your sister-in-law? I owe your little bitch that much."

It wasn't the kind of thing I'd drive down there for, but maybe I wouldn't mind fucking her. Her body was a lot more flushed out than her sister. I could add her to the list of eight women I'd been with. Now knowing what I know about the family wouldn't that be the cherry on top? I filed that away as an opportunity. Maybe I could find some opportunities at home.

There was that couple in the next apartment building that Kerri had met at the mailboxes. We went to a couple of parties at their place and the wife had come on to me. Jerry McDaniel was a nice enough guy and maybe fucking his wife wouldn't be a nice thing to do. His wife Patty did project a fuck me vibe that did pique my interest, but with Kerri on my arm there wasn't a good sense reason to go for it. Now rather than on my arm Kerri was under Travis and filled with his black seed. Maybe Patty could deserve another look.

"Well, Jimmy, if you don't want to talk I should let you go watch your black friend fuck your wife. I'm serious about letting you test drive some hot pussy. I'd would make you regret hooking up with the wrong sister."

"Okay, Bert. You've got me curious about what the hell you and my wife are up to. It sounds like a trap to me."

"Don't ever play poker, Jimmy. You don't bluff very well. Call me if you want to talk."

Why the fuck did Kerri post the photo to social media? Her Mom had to see it, too. Maybe she wanted them to know she could fuck interracial as well. The whole damn bunch of them were BBC whores.
After ending the call I went back into the living room. My wife was getting fucked from behind by Travis. Her knees were on the couch with her ass high in the air. Cum was already running from her cunt. Travis had already shot a load into her.

I sat down to watch. Kerri had a little tummy now. It pushed down a little more every time Travis pushed in. She had been conditioned inside to take a lot of cock. Too bad the hoodlums that fucked her when they beat Travis up weren't fucking her. I wouldn't mind seeing another three or four inches go in her from the big guy.

Maybe there's an app for that ... "Watch your wife get filled with Black cock cum."

Meanwhile, the teasing of both me and Travis by Kerri about her little bald pussy had Travis fucking her eight times on a Saturday. I feel like a pervert just watching as her tiny body easily takes all of his cock. I've been assessing my part. Jacking off gets the same result and doesn't have near the guilt from her little girl appearance.

A couple of weeks passed without me even giving my wife a kiss. She still says that she loves me. I do not. It's still exciting knowing my wife, my till-death-do-us-partner, is fucking a black guy. Looking up Patty McDaniel in the apartment complex is starting to have a lot of appeal.

Then comes another lifestyle change. I had mentioned several times to my wife and Travis that she should look for more black guys and bigger cock. That got to Travis enough that he called me on it when Kerri wasn't in earshot.

"What are you trying to do, Bro? You're going to mess it up for both of us."

"You let her get screwed by two black attempted rapists. She likes to fuck black cock and she has to be thinking about the two attackers. She consented as soon as she saw how big they were. I mean she has to be thinking every time you fuck her about how much better another three or four inches would be."

"Don't start that shit with me man!"

"Look at who started it. Before you fucked her my wife thought six inches would be all she would ever need. Then getting black instead of white added some wickedness to the whole thing. You know she likes getting reamed out with black cock.. You fucked with my marriage and now it's just a matter of time until she moves up a size or two. You see the signs, don't you?"

Travis turned around and walked away. I fucked with hi his head pretty good. Now he will be watching for some of the signs I made up about Kerri wanting more and bigger black cock. All the while he will be expecting her to spread her legs for a longer fatter version of his.

Meanwhile my wife continued to tease him with the bare pussy, little girl thing. She could use that to make an almost continuous fuck weekend.

I was still trying to find Patty McDaniel. Sometimes after when I had quit fucking my own wife I'd fantasize about fucking Patty McDaniel. A couple if times per week after a particularly intense session between my own and Travis I'd jack off thinking about fucking Jerry McDaniels' wife. Jerry was smallish in stature and quite the nerd. Maybe Patty would enjoy a good fucking by a regular guy.

For a guy not married a year yet I had a lot of shit going on. I wondered if Kerri might be fucking someone else from work. Maybe Travis was not the only black guy working there. Someone I didn't know was working there was Janie. I'd later learn that Janie had dated and fucked Travis for a while.

Out of the blue one Friday morning Travis had left for work. Kerri had an announcement.

"I'm taking a girl's night out tonight."

"Oh, really? Who's the friend?"

"Janie from work. We've had lunch a couple of times. It could be fun to go out without you two guys for a change."

Most guys would be stupid enough to trust their wife. I immediately thought of Travis. It was going to happen. I'd planted the seed of a thought in her head and she was going out fucking around. Maybe Janie was real. Maybe Janie was really a guy with a huge cock. My wife wasn't going to settle for less. All of this was on Travis. He was the one fucking Kerri.

I guess she didn't tell Travis. He was shocked when Kerri wasn't home at the usual time and I told him I was going out for a burger and a beer. He bugged me about where she was going when I told him about the girl's night out.

"I don't know man. Some chick named Janie she knows from work."

"Oh, God Damn man. I used to date the cunt. She started fucking around on me. She's a white bitch that's got this thing now to only fuck black guy's with huge fucking dicks."

I laughed and snorted out loud.

"Too bad bud. Same thing happened to me. My girl started fucking a black guy with a bigger dick, too."

"This ain't funny man. This is all fucked up."

Travis was about to cry. He tried to call my wife.

"Went straight to voice mail. Fuck ... man!"

Then he dialed again.

"Shit, Janie won't answer either."

"Probably got a big dick already shoved up their cunts! They aren't going to answer you."

Travis was coming apart.

"What are we going to do?"

"I'm not doing anything, Dude. My wife was already fucking a black guy with a bigger dick. This isn't hurting me any."

When I came back after having the burger and beer I went past Patty McDaniel's apartment hoping to catch her or her husband Jerry. I couldn't get myself to knock on the door even though I had dozens of reasons that all made sense at the time. Back at our apartment Travis was going crazy. He was dialing his phone over and over.

"Relax man. It's not like her flight had crashed. She's just fucking some black guys with her friend. When she gets back you can stick your weenie in there and see if she can still feel you."

Everything I said to him made him more insane as he pictured the events I'd mention."

"Chill out man. They probably aren't even fucking the same guy now. Probably got a line going out the door."

"Oh, shit. We've got to go look for them. You've got to put a stop to this."

"Why me? I couldn't put a stop to you fucking her. You stop her."

"No, let's go look for her. You drive!"

I shouldn't have fucked with him like that. I'd drive places and he'd go inside and stand on his toes trying to see over the crowd. I let it go on for almost two hours, watching him pay the cover charges at the door and then go in and make a fool of himself.

"Let's go by the car dealership to see which car they drove."

Neither car had been moved. They were both in their employee parking spaces.

"Now what are we going to do?"

This was priceless. Travis was like one of those panicked, melt-down guys in some comedy cop drama.

"They either took a cab or a rideshare. They might be fucking the rideshare driver if he was black. They've been off work for almost five hours. The guys that have pumped them full of load after load of cum must comprise a pretty long list by now."

I had to stop him from crying on my shoulder. The guy was now a full blown drama queen.

"Hey, Travis. Let's get something to eat. I know you skipped dinner and I'm hungry again. Let's eat, have a couple of beers and go home to wait for Kerri."

We stopped at a burger chain and got deluxe burgers. Then went to a nude bar for the beers. Travis was the only black guy in the place. None of the women compared to Kerri and I didn't know what Janie even looked like. One of the girls kept trying to flirt some money out of me. I paid her to give Travis a lap dance.

It went pretty well until her redneck boyfriend came over and pointed out that there was a race problem that could result in personal injury. The end of a perfect set up. Travis truly thought he was going to be dragged down the road behind someone's rebel-flagged pickup truck. Of course, I had seen the lap dancer talking to her boyfriend well before getting her straddle-legged over Travis' crotch.

Maybe it was just me, but it seemed like Travis almost ran to my car. Then we went home to wait.

"Hey, Buddy. Sorry we couldn't find them. She's probably had so much black cock in her by now that she couldn't tell you where she is if you could get her to answer your call. All we can do is wait for her to come home."

I was in bed at eleven. At midnight I got a text on my phone.

"Hey, Jimmy. I'm okay. See you in the morning."

I stumbled out to see if Travis was still up. He was pacing in and out of the kitchen.

"Travis."

I scared the shit out of him. His anguish over Kerri fucking around on him had increased.

"Hear anything from Kerri?" I asked.

"No. Did you?"

"Just got a text." I showed him my phone.

"What?? She's not coming home until morning?" FUCK!"

"I don't know, Buddy. She didn't say early morning or late morning."

Zap! Got him again. This was too easy.

I slept until after ten. I don't think Travis slept all. I talked him into eating a couple of sausage links and an egg. Then it went back to us going to look for her. Her car would still be at work and staff would be working at the car lot. They'd wonder about the night Janie and Kerri might have had.

Travis got Janie to answer her phone.

"I'm at work, Travis. Kerri wanted to stay out so I left her with a couple of guys that could take care of her." He related to me. "Not that she wasn't doing okay for herself. She fucked a guy in the restroom at the first club and another in the parking lot. At the second club we went into a back room and about six guys ran a train on her. All were black and all were bigger than you. More cock was all she could think about when I left her. She called me later and was at some house where she had become the center of the party. She called this morning and said most everyone was sleeping and some bus driver named Wallace had thirteen inches of cock buried before splattering a big load in her."

Travis paced the room as he told the story, arms waving up and down as he expressed his dismay.

"She'll probably sleep the rest of the day after the night she had. Maybe we can go look for her tonight if she doesn't show up." I tried to assure him. "I really don't think she is coming home any time soon."

"Oh, shit! Do you mean it? Do you think she'd do that?"

"Hey, she's done a lot of things I never thought she'd do. It's not even a year since I married her."

Travis crashed in his bed for the afternoon. At 4:30 P.M. he darted into the kitchen when I was killing time with a beer.

"Hear anything from Kerri?"

I shook my head no.

"Let's get to the car dealership to follow Janie after she's off work. Maybe she'll lead us to Kerri."

I looked at Travis as if to say hell no. Then I saw the look of anguish on his face. This might be fun. Who wouldn't help some black guy that had been fucking his wife?

"Yeah, let's do that. Let me go take a shit first and put on different pants and shirt."

I pushed everything off until the last second. While we were watching her car a black man came to pick her up. Maybe it was a rideshare driver. Whether or not he'd probably be her first fuck on a Saturday night. At least maybe Janie would lead us to Kerri before Travis' head exploded.

Traffic wasn't so heavy, yet somehow we lost them. Travis wanted to stop and kind of like go door to door.

"I don't know, Buddy. If we keep going we might catch up. If not we can work our way back here and start looking."

Riding with Travis was like having dog in the car that might have seen a cat on the sidewalk. All I needed was some nose prints on the glass. All false alarms.

We headed back to where we lost them. There were a hundred gray cars like the man was driving. We decided there were four clubs in town that played toward blacks and probably twenty bars that fit the bill. We started with the clubs first. I sent Travis in on all four with no luck.

We started on the black bars. Travis did a few and had me start doing a few. I'd just go in the door and look around. Not that I didn't get noticed right away and might have gotten my ass kicked. One place was scary as hell from the outside and men hanging out in the parking lot with all the attention to several females moving around in the crowd.

Travis insisted it was my turn. I didn't give a shit if we found my wife or not. I looked over the crowd. There were a couple of white women no doubt looking for some black fucking. I went inside trying to look menacing like I was police or PI. There were four white women looking to get fucked again. Something told me it wouldn't be the first time. A bouncer type came over to ask what I wanted.

'You got a back room?" I was such a bad ass.

"Maybe ... what you looking for."

"A couple of white women taking some black cock. One of them is real short, no tits, nice ass."

"Okay. There are two in the back. They've been here about an hour. You may have to wait a while on the little one. She's got a line waiting. I got some of that myself a little bit ago. Except for her worked over pussy she looks about twelve."

"That sounds like her. Mind if I take a peek?"

"Sure, if you fuck her the manager is taking a twenty from you."

"Some guy is pimping her out?"

"Well, no. The manager is a woman and there is no such thing as free pussy."

"Yeah, I've found that out the hard way."

"Well, enjoy. You white boys are going to rattle around in her like a golf ball in the cup after a three putt."

The back of the bar was dark, but the room was surprising well lit. This beefy black woman almost threw me out. But, there was Kerri. Forehead down on her forearms, ass in the air, cunt full of cock. I walked right up to her. On a mattress right next to her was another white woman taking a good sized black cock from the missionary position while she sucked another guy's dick to the root.

I watched my wife fuck the black guy. I didn't realize the size of him until he pulled out on the back stroke and pushed, my guess, twelve to fourteen thick inches back into her. Kerri was in a stupor as only being crammed so full of black cock was all that mattered in the world to her at the moment. In retrospect it was.

I looked back at the other woman. She still had cock in her mouth, but her eyes told that she knew who I was.

"You must be Janie."

"She couldn't answer. Just nodded her head with a cock deep in her throat."

The sound of Kerri getting ready to take a load of cum drew my attention back to her. Her voice was muffled with her face on her arms. The words, Fuck me, cum in me, black cock, give me your baby, and "Oh, God, I'm coming" were clear enough.

The beefy black woman spoke up. "Hey, white boy. It's twenty bucks to fuck her or fifty bucks to watch. The line forms back here."

"Uh, no. I've been getting it free at home."

"Oh, the misunderstood husband or boyfriend, I assume. Hey, white chicks get curious and want it. Then they can't stay away from it. I make a grand a week letting white ladies come in here and get loaded with cum, and often time babies. Notice your wife with her head down and her ass way up in the air. Helps hold the cum in. She's either looking for a baby or likes the way the cum feels when it gushes out all at once. I'm guessing there's a pint in her. Makes quite a show. Some squeal, some faint. For all it's a religious experience. What's it going to be for you? Fuck her or watch?"

I looked at the line. Four guys with their dick out, pumping it, waiting a turn. Janie had one waiting after she finished with the one in her cunt and the one in her mouth.

"I just wanted to be sure she was okay."

"Hell, she's more than okay. Look at that cunt, it's ready to spill over."

Just as I looked the next black guy sank about ten inches in her. My wife groaned and pushed back against him. I walked away and went back to the car.

"Any luck?" Travis asked.

"Luck as in did I find her? Yes, I found her. Was there anything lucky about it? No, she was fucking a black guy that had the biggest cock in the city. Over a foot and thick. Probably fourteen inches, maybe longer."

"God, was her hurting her?"

"Don't think so. He was going balls deep. Some woman was charging guys twenty bucks to fuck her. There was a line with four guys with their dicks out. A guy with about ten inches stepped up and plugged her as I was leaving. He was the shortest dick in the line. Janie was fucking one and sucking one. The beefy black woman showed me a stack of twenties with $240 in it. That's twelve guys that have fucked Kerri and cum in her and four in line. The little cunt has sixteen guys fucking her one after the other and it's not even all the way dark out yet."

Travis was crushed. He melted back in the seat.

"I'd better go in there and stop her."

"I don't think so, Buddy. Walking into a bar and trying to stop guys from fucking someone as hot as Kerri would probably get you killed. It's not really something you want to see. Now if you want to fuck her you can pay your twenty dollars and get in line. We need to go home and see what her story is going to be when she gets there."

Travis sat silently. I drove away.

"I can take you past that strip club. Maybe get you a lap dance."

"Fuck you. You're trying to get me killed."

The phones didn't ring. Kerri wasn't home for breakfast or lunch. Travis was totally devastated. He wasn't taking his turn to be betrayed by my wife very well.

"I'm thinking of getting my shit and moving out before she comes back."

"Yeah, Buddy. I think that myself a lot. Just remember when you signed the lease for the new apartment you were Kerri's husband and I was her brother that was going to be here sometimes. If you don't pay the courts will be after you. I'm in free."

In an hour the door closed behind him as he was getting out. I didn't give a shit. Travis and Terri were on the hook for $1500 the next six months. Travis had called his grandmother. He was moving in with her. Strangely, he paid the next month's rent in advance and paid the months after that until lease end.

The final stake wasn't in his heart yet, however.

"Hey, Jimmy. I left some stuff under my bed. I'd better get it while I can and not face your wife."

Just as he came out with posters and magazines from under his bed Kerri pulled into her parking space.

"What am I going to do?" Travis was starting to sweat.

"Just be cool. She doesn't know you left. Sneak out when she's not looking."

"Hey, guys. How you doing?"

"Fine. How was your weekend?"

"A lot of fun actually. Janie knew a lot of fun places,"

"Did you fuck some guys?"

"Yes, Jimmy. I fucked some guys. I need a shower."

For some reason Travis didn't leave while she showered. She came into the living room with nothing on. That little girl look was getting to Travis, and to be honest, me, too.

"Jesus! I've got the biggest fucking cunt. I mean it's huge!"

She put a leg up on the couch and that motherfucker plopped open. It was more than huge.

She laughed. "I fucked a guy that had a sixteen inch cock. God, look at that thing!" She laughed again.

"How did you get it all in you?"

I assume she tried. I wondered how much she could hold.

"It took five or six times. By last night it was going all the way in. I mean my tummy was pushed out all the way to here."

She made a motion with her hands like she was pregnant. It wasn't that I hadn't noticed it a little with Travis ramming what he had into her multiply times daily. Travis was still staring in disbelief.

"Don't worry, Kerri. It will snap to normal in a few days." He sounded so beaten.

"What makes you think I want it to be normal? I love this. I'll be fucking Dante a lot."

That was enough for Travis. He picked up his stuff he had hidden when Kerri came in and exited through the door.

"Where is he going?" Kerri seemed shocked that he wasn't accepting second string status.

"I don't know, but I don't think he is coming back."

"Why not?"

The stupid cunt had turned sideways stupid.
"Kerri, let's say it was the old west and Travis was the fastest gunslinger in town until. Having been the bigger, better badass for awhile he just assumed no one could be better. All of a sudden another gunslinger comes to town and puts two bullets in his chest, or in this case his balls, before he can even get his gun out of its holster."

I watched her expression for a few seconds while she figured in out.

"Oh, and he is mad about that? What about you? You understand, don't you."

"Hey, I just need a place to live. I don't think of us as husband and wife anymore. You go your way and I'll go mine."

"Fine then!" She snapped.

The next two weeks Kerri was gone almost every evening and all of the weekend. There was no doubt Dante had found a perfect fit for his alleged sixteen inch cock. In the middle of the week on a Wednesday Kerri came in around midnight and crawled into bed with me as had been out routine throughout.

"I brought Dante home. He's in the spare bedroom where Travis had been."

"What the fuck, Kerri? That's not part of the deal!"

"I figured since Travis isn't in there Dante could stay. That way I could be home nights so you wouldn't be alone."

She got in bed with me, but got up in the morning to go fuck her new man. I'd heard her and Travis knocking one off before, but this time Kerri was loud. Apparently Dante went back to sleep as I didn't see him before I left for work. Kerri was exceptionally happy and sweet.

"That's the way to start the morning. God, what a cock. The way he opens me up I'll be seeping cum all day at work."

"Is Travis still there?"

"Yes, but he won't even look my way."

That night when I got home Kerri came in right after me. I didn't know if Dante had even left. When he heard talking he came into the kitchen. She kissed him hello.

"Guess what little white girl needs a big black cock fucking her right now?"

With a squeal she followed him to his room. The sounds explained it all although I still couldn't imagine all that cock going into the woman that had been the love of my life. There was a loud grunt from Dante when he sent his load into her.

A few minutes later she was freshly fucked and in the kitchen ready to start dinner still in the tradition of wearing the day of the week style little girl panties. This pair had a little angel on them. Dante had on boxers that left little to be imagined in seeing the size of his cock.

Dante didn't have a lot to say. He spoke to me and asked about work and listened to Kerri's story about how Travis wouldn't talk to her and Janie was put-offish.

Later in the living room Kerri and Dante were on the couch. We had the TV on. Kerri kept wiggling and teasing Dante. Finally she was getting hot while her new black man rubbed her hard little nipples.

"Come on Dante. Fuck me! Jimmy needs to see how his little wife takes your big black cock."

The panties with the little angel embroidery came off, she spun to her knees to the couch and presented a wildly stretched cunt to Dante.

"Are you going to take it all this time, little bitch!"

"Yes, Baby. You know I can."

He shoved the head in and getting a moan from Kerri and then a grunt from Dante when about 4 fat inches easily pushed right in.

Okay, I got a really good look at it at full length. The whole scene was more like a cartoon as the monster leaned over her and drove his fat dick deep inside her.

Kerri was already cumming as he pushed more and more inside her. My eyes locked onto them for almost ten minutes as it looked like she wasn't getting it all in.

"I'm ready now, Dante. Push!"

I almost came out of my chair when he thrust twice and it went balls deep into her. Kerri's eyes were bugged a little and were rolling backwards in her head. He gave her another ten minutes of all that cock before spilling a big load when she hit her max orgasm.

That did it for me. It was no longer an illusion. He fucked her, she took it all. It was like Travis taking control all over again except this time she was a little less in control and more like a little puppy. After TV she went to his room to fuck him and then returned to me.

"Well, what did you think?"

"Think about what?"

"Did you see how big it was and how it filled me up?"

"What do you know about this guy" Does he work? Is he a baby daddy? Even been in jail?"

"I asked about work. I know he has money from somewhere."

"Nice. Maybe he kills people in their sleep when the wife brings him home."

"Oh, I hadn't thought about that."

I didn't saying anything to her, but I secretly started looking for an apartment. I also didn't say anything about looking for Patty McDaniel.

With Travis there we did things as a threesome except for the sex. I had no interest in being a buddy to big dick Dante. When Saturday came around I looked at two apartments and worked my way around to Jerry McDaniel's place. He and Patty were home. We visited a little bit about how Kerri and I had not been around. Then Patty made a deal out of telling something.

"Jerry's going to be out of town all next week." Followed by a wink when Jerry wasn't looking.

Patty was looking pretty good ... and I hadn't had a pussy for a while. Jacking off to the sounds of Kerri fucking Dante worked, but nothing as good a real pussy.

I hound dogged it over there Monday hoping that my unsuspecting friend Jerry McDaniel wasn't aware what his wife Patty was up to. I knocked on the door and Patty quickly whisked me inside.

"I wasn't sure if Jerry would be here."

"Kind of nervous, huh?"

"Yes, I guess."

She kissed me full on the lips and soon had her tongue tied up with mine. Then I felt tits pressed onto my chest. Real nice, average or bigger, real nice tits. I got my hands on them. Then Patty had her hand inside my zipper digging to pull my cock out.

Within minutes we were in their bed and my ass was moving up and down and I was pumping into her. Patty McDaniel fucked right back at me. There was something else. In addition to having tits to lick and play with Patty was just as playful as my wife had been in the days predated to Travis nailing her with his black cock.

Jerry McDaniel was on his business trip with no idea I was fucking his pretty wife Patty. This was my first time fucking some guy's wife. There was some satisfaction to it. I had my first time in months cumming in a pussy someone else hadn't just cum in. She had no objection to taking my load bareback. I liked it.

Patty was fun to talk to. I hadn't had that for months either. With Jerry out of town she was all mine in a strange sort of way. We rested a few minutes, got a drink, and fucked again. I kissed her goodbye.

"You'll come back tomorrow, won't you?"

"Yes, Patty. See you tomorrow night."

We got together the night after that, too. Maybe fucking some guy's spouse was my thing. Then after being over there fucking Jerry's wife Wednesday night I was back home laying in bed listening to the sounds of my wife fucking Dante and his big grunt as he filled her with seed.

I really hated the idea of her coming back to my bed after fucking Dante. Jerry McDaniel would have felt the same way.

It was one of those awkward times. Kerri had a weekend call from her Mom and Dad. She took it outside about the time Dante came out of his room after sleeping in. I had my computer open on the kitchen table.

""Hey, Dude. How's it going?"

"Okay, I guess except for you fucking my wife."

"Sorry, but your wife really wants it all the time."

"Yes, she does, doesn't she?"

"Man, I couldn't believe it in that bar when I paid my twenty to fuck the white chicks and found out that your wife was one of them. I spoke to her to brace herself for a man's cock. As soon as I buried it in her and started fucking her she knew it was me."

"Wait a minute. She knew is was you? Are you one of the guys that broke in to rape her?"

"Yes, it was me. She was thrilled to see me."

"What about your friend that was with you? Did he fuck her, too?"

"No, he had a little problem with selling a stolen handgun from a burglary we did. He was selling it to an undercover cop and there was that whole felon with a weapon thing. He won't be fucking anybody the next ten to twenty years."

"Well, anyway, thanks for beating the fuck out of her boyfriend."

"Our pleasure, my man!"

"She has never said a word about you being one of the guys that tried to rape her."

"Hey, I'm not a marriage consoler. I just fuck the ones that want fucking. I don't think anyone could rape your wife, Dude. As soon as she saw my dick she wanted to fuck us. The woman at the bar wasn't happy when we took your wife and her friend out of there. Your wife had taken on the big train ... probably twenty black guys and her friend was fucking and sucking about as many. You know, even after that I took them to a party where they must have fucked another dozen each. Your wife loves the black cock, man!"

"God, it's hard to believe that she would do that many. I could see eight or ten maybe."

"It's the truth. Some white women just need the occasional fuck festival where they take a whole lot of black cock. She fucked a lot of Brothers. Anyone that would come up to her she would keep those legs spread and fuck them. That's where she met Handy."

"Who's Handy?"

"Handy is the dick she's never going to get all inside her tiny body. Handy is one fucked up dude. We call him handy because the dude is retarded as hell, but can fix anything from cars to cell phones. His Momma got pregnant with him by her grandfather on her Daddy's side. Right off the bat he came out stupid. Then he was hit two different times by cars on his bicycle, shot in the chest five times as a teenager, and put his own eye out shooting a BB gun. He is one ugly and distress motherfucker. But, your wife loves to fuck him man. His cock looks like it's a foot and a half long. It's not any thicker than other guys she fucks. The damn thing is just more than your wife or any other women I know can take inside her. Your woman can't get it all in her and it drives her crazy."

"And, she likes this guy fucking her?"

"Likes it? She loves it! I always take her around where he is just so I watch him fuck her, man. He knows how to use that cock and she can't get enough. Even his own Mom fucks him. He's got kids by a couple of dozen women. With being such a messed up freak they can't even make him pay child support. He keeps fucking them. The women, most of them white, keep popping them black babies out."

Dante laughed and for some reason I laughed with him. While he was still laughing he slapped me on the shoulder.

"Your wife was born to fuck black guys, man. That's all there is to it. You should see her when old Handy lines that long black cock to with her pussy to fuck her. She's all giddy and panting and the like, really wanting it." Her cute little ass is humping and inching towards him wanting that big old mushroom head in her. And, you know she cums over and over again before hitting that big one. God Damn! You should see old Handy fuck an orgasm out of her. It just goes on and on and old Handy loves teasing his women."

"So, she gets all wrapped up with Handy?"

"Well, yeah, but not just Handy. There's ten of fifteen of us there when we get together to party. She'll fuck all of us and if someone brings in some friends she'll fuck them, too. When me and your old lady are gone on the weekend she's pullin' a long fucking train and enjoying every minute of it."

Whether it was true or not hearing it from some asshole like Dante made it worse. Kerri's phone call with her parents ended and she came back into the room.

"What did you boys find to talk about?"

"Not much really."

That was my answer, but I was picturing my wife's cunt sucking up Handy's seed and making a black baby with him. The idea of the little black cock whore suckling his child on he slightly swollen breasts made me sick,

Then to make things worse my wife was wearing panties that she kicked off before laying over the arm of the loveseat.

"I need some more black cum in me, Sweetie."

Dante went balls deep the whole 12, 14 or however inches it was supposed to be. I went to get a soda and quietly let myself out the front door. I went by Patty McDaniel's place. Jerry's car was not in the driveway. Either he was gone or they were both gone. I rang the bell. Patty came to the door with a big smile on her face.

"Jimmy! What are you doing?"

"Oh, I just had some time. I thought I'd see if Jerry is home."

"I guess you mean you were hoping he isn't. Is someone wanting some of Patty's little pussy?"

"I guess." I smiled.

"Hurry then. We've got maybe a half hour. Get in here and fuck me."

The bed had been slept in. Patty and Jerry had slept in it the night before. I wondered if she had fucked him after having me over. The nerve of all women. Giving the opportunity they are quick to fuck in their marriage bed. I gave her a good fucking. The kind that tries to wash away the visions of the shit my own wife likes. That never goes away, but for the moment it was nice to bury a load in Patty McDaniel.

As I dressed to leave before her husband got home from the store I noticed the clean, fresh smell of Patty's master bedroom. It was so much different than my whole house house smelling like wet cunt, black cock, and spilled semen.

I spent the rest of the weekend thinking about my fucked up marriage and life. Travis living with us and fucking my wife was mostly fun. Dante fucking her and this Handy guy had an evil to it. I had planned on getting an apartment and moving out, draining the bank accounts and selling her jewelry. Monday morning I skipped work to move out and leaving Kerri's black loving ass to Dante.

It might have been nice to hang around to fuck Patty and making Jerry the cuckold. I never realized how easy fucking married women could be. I'll surely never marry again. Even Patty would want to fuck a black dick and take of load of seed if there was an opportunity.

I nudged the gas pedal as I merged onto the interstate. The hell with marriage. I'll be looking for wives to fuck.

And, I sure as hell ain't going to South Texas ... or maybe I should!