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My Insecurity
by Average Joe
***
The thought of my future wife having sex with another
man made me sick, but I had to know if our relationship
was strong enough. It would pay off in the long run.
The only problem was getting her to do it. (M+/F, wife-
sharing, intr, voy, orgy)
***
My whole problem started because of a guy I worked
with, Frank.
Two years ago I was going to law school full time and
bartending at a local place at night. Stephanie and I
had just gotten engaged and our lives were going well.
We still lived in separate apartments. Stephanie was a
nurse and made good money. I made good money at the bar
and was going to graduate at the end of the semester.
We had the wedding schedule for a year from July and we
were very much in love and trusted each other
completely, then Frank ruined it.
Frank worked at the bar with me and always whined. His
life sucked, he didn't get paid enough, the government
was out to screw him. You know the type. Anyway, I had
long since learned how to tune him out, but this one
night he was complaining about how his wife left him
and he said something that caught my ear.
"Never marry a broad who has only fucked you. Because
sooner or later she gonna wonder what she missed out on
and go looking for other dick." Then he followed it up
"A woman is always going to sow her oats." That was all
it took to turn me, a confident, good looking 28 year
old guy with the world at his fingertips, into an
insecure, paranoid, little mouse.
Stephanie and I had been together forever. We grew up
in the same neighborhood. She was 2 years younger than
I was. We started dating her senior year of high school
(my sophomore year of college) and have had the perfect
relationship ever since. She is the most beautiful girl
I have ever known, by anyone's standards.
She is 5'8" short blond hair and green eyes. Her body
is incredible. She has always been very athletic and it
shows. Her breasts are a small, Very firm C, her butt
is perfect is her stomach is nicely toned, and best of
all her skin is absolutely flawless. She loves me more
than life itself and I love her equally. She is the
best thing that ever happened to me and more than I
could ever deserve.
Sexually we were doing all right. She would do anything
to please me but I really never took advantage of it.
She would occasionally give me a blow job until I was
nice & hard (never to completion) and then we would
make love with me on top. She said she enjoyed it but I
didn't think she was too into sex. One time I told her
I wanted to try anal sex. She wasn't exited about the
idea but wanted to please me so we planned it for the
next night.
When the next night rolled around she told me she was
really nervous and wanted to back out but if it were
what I wanted, she'd do it. I let her off the hook. But
that's just how she was, very unselfish. The thing that
was making me nervous now was that she was a virgin
when we met. This was usually a great source of pride
of pride for me. I was the only one worthy enough to be
inside her, that's how I saw it. But now, Frank was
making me paranoid.
After weeks of stressing about it I decide to talk to
her. So while we we're lying in bed one night, her
watching television and me studying, I just blurted it
out.
"Do you ever regret not sleeping with anyone but me?"
She turned to me with a surprised/confused look on her
face, "I mean, when you were younger. You know before
we got together?"
"NO, of course not, why do you ask? She replied
"I was just wondering, I mean, I slept with a couple
other girls in college so I know what it's like to be
with some one else but you've only been with me." I was
really starting to sound stupid.
"You're the only guy I've ever wanted to be with. Don't
you remember how I told you about the day I fell in
love with you. I was 10 years old and you were playing
basketball against my brother.
"I spent the next 7 years trying to get you to notice
me. I never even thought about other guy's. I was hell
bent on getting you from day 1 and here I am!" She said
it with a smile that made me feel even stupider.
"Thanks for reminding me about the other girls by the
way," she said with extreme sarcasm. She loved me and I
had nothing to worry about.
Of course, I couldn't leave it at that. Listening to
Frank all the time was taking its toll and I decided
there was only one thing to do, I had to get her to
sleep with another guy. Sure, it was risky but I felt
confident that in the end she would understand that I
am a good lover and sex with other guys was nothing
special.
Make no mistake about it, the thought of my future wife
having sex with another man made me sick, but I had to
know if our relationship was strong enough. It would
pay off in the long run. The only problem was getting
her to do it. So one night after we finished making
love I brought it up, I told her the story about Frank
and how I thought It would make our relationship
stronger.
"Are you fuckin' nuts? I'm not gonna fuck some guy
because you're insecure. And if you really think it
would make our relationship stronger then you really
are nuts." She wasn't mad she was just making a point.
I decided to go another route.
"Honey," I started. "I have a confession to make, but I
don't want you to think I'm weird."
"Michael, If I haven't found you weird yet I doubt I
could start now, besides I wouldn't judge you."
Here it goes, "I made up the story about Frank because
it kinda relates to a fantasy I have but I was afraid
you wouldn't understand." I should have won an academy
award, I think it was vulnerability that really got
her.
"Oh, baby. Don't feel that way." She was now laying
with her head on my chest looking up, God she was
beautiful. "Haven't I always been understanding in the
past. Don't I do everything in my power to satisfy you?
Remember the sex in public thing or the porno?" Then
she put on a really sexy voice, "Or what about the time
I put my fingers in your bum while I went down on you?"
I was getting hard again as she talked. Although it had
nothing to do with the bum thing, that fantasy didn't
go over as well as I planned. But she made a good
point, she always acted this shit out. My plan might
actually work.
"Well, okay I'll tell you. I sometimes think about you
making love to another man and it gets me excited."
"Really?" she replied with a look on her face like she
was about to laugh.
I continued my acting job by rolling over real fast and
saying, "I knew you'd think it was strange, forget I
ever brought it up."
She cuddled behind me, I could feel her next breasts on
my back, "Michael, don't be like that, talk to me about
this."
It was time to go in for the kill, " I just think about
what it would be like if you went out and made love to
another guy, maybe even acted out some of your own
fantasies with him, then came home and told me about
the night, that's all."
She had a far off look in her eye, and then turned to
me, "Wow, I'm surprised. Most guys would be threatened
by something like that." She giggled a little. "I guess
it could be kinda sexy, I do like to talk dirty
sometimes, but I don't know about another guy. Couldn't
we just pretend I already did it and I'll make a story
up?"
"I don't know if that would work. Anyway I would never
ask you to do it I just wanted to be open about my
fantasy. I hope you don't think it's strange."
"No, I've actually heard about it before. I work with a
girl whose husband likes to watch her with other guys,
I suppose it's similar. Is that what you want to do
eventually, watch?" she wasn't shooting this down as
quickly as I thought she would.
"Oh, I don't want to make a life style out of this.
It's just the thought of you having an infidelity that
I find exiting. I think if I was there to see it would
take the intimacy out of it." I knew I couldn't handle
watching her with someone else. I'd go blind with rage
and jealousy. Plus we never made love with the lights
on so I knew she wouldn't go for someone staring at
every inch of naked body. "It would just be a couple of
times. Any more than that and I'd probably start to get
jealous."
I looked over at her and could tell she was listening
intently, she was interested, "I'm not saying I would
never do it, but I wouldn't just jump into it. But if
it turns you on I don't see why we couldn't try it
sometime. After all you know how exited I get knowing
I'm turning you on." She climbed on top of me and
started rubbing my semi-hard dick on her pussy. She was
soaking wet already just from talking about turning me
on.
"I'll tell you what," she said as she slid my dick in
side of her, "for the rest of the night lets both
pretend that you are Antonio, my big Italian lover."
She giggled after she said it. We had a pretty good
session. The whole time she called me Antonio and I
have to admit it was a little bit of a turn on watching
her getting all hot and bothered while pretending I was
someone else.
After that we talked about it couple more times but
were distracted by life. I had finished Law school in
December and started studying for the Bar Exam and
Stephanie was miserable in work and trying to plan our
wedding. Our nights would end with both of us
complaining about how bad our days were and passing
out. Late one week Stephi had been looking at brochures
for our honeymoon during lunch. We had already agreed
on Jamaica but it was up to her to pick the exact spot.
That night when she came by my apartment she was very
unhappy.
"How was work?" I asked.
"Terrible" I hadn't realized how upset she was up until
that point, "I can't stand that hospital anymore, I'm
doing way too much work and no one appreciates it, the
stress is killing me." She looked like she was about to
cry. "I wish I could take a vacation. When I went to
the travel agent she showed me so many cool place. I
wish we could go now."
My wheels started to turn, "Why don't you go? Scout it
out for us. Besides we agreed we wouldn't see each
other for the week before the Bar Exam so I could
study. Why not go that week?"
She started to cheer up already. I loved to see her
happy. "I'd love to but I can't afford it. Maybe we can
just go to the mountains for a weekend? Just to get
away."
I could tell she really did need a vacation, "No, I'll
pay for your vacation. I've been doing well at the bar
lately and I haven't gone out with the guys in months
so I have some extra cash. You deserve this."
She hugged me and jumped up and down, She was very
excited " You're the best, let me call Brenda and see
if she can go." With that she ran off to use the phone.
She spent the rest of the week finding a vacation spot.
She decided to one of those all -inclusive spots in
Negril. She was to leave in a week when she found out
her friend couldn't go. We talked about what she should
do in bed that night.
"Can you find someone else?"
"No, I asked the rest of the girls, they all have
reasons why they can't" she didn't seem too bothered by
it.
"Are you gonna back out?" I was lying on my back while
she was on her side with her head propped up by her
hand.
"I had another idea", she said with a wicked look in
her eye. She reached down my pajama bottoms and started
to stroke my dick "Hear me out on this one, You've been
awful good to me so I figure maybe I should repay the
favor.."
I cut her off, "Honey if you're gonna suggest that I go
too, let me remind you of a little test I have coming
up."
She laughed at me, "No, I'm not suggesting you blow off
the bar exam, but I am saying that since you are paying
for this trip you might as well get something out of
it."
"Like what?"
"Like the knowledge that you're pretty little
girlfriend will be sleeping in another man's bed while
she's away."
My dick was very hard, maybe I was starting to enjoy
this idea. "You don't mean?"
"Yes, I do. While I'm in Jamaica I'll pick up another
man and give him something that only you have gotten
until now." She leaned in and started to lick my ear,
"hell, maybe I'll pick up seven guys, one every night
of the week. With no one down there I can be as
indiscrete as I want. I'd ask you if you like the idea
but I've never seen your dick this hard before."
She was right, I was really hard but also really
nervous. I reached over and started to finger her. She
was a puddle. We both came on each other's hand in a
matter of seconds. When we woke up the next day we talk
about the idea and agreed it was the best way to go
about it. The rest of the week she shopped for vacation
clothes. She bought some skimpy bikinis and some light
dress clothes, but all in all she didn't pack too much.
The night before she left we talked about he details.
We agreed that she would call me every other day just
to say hi. She wouldn't give me any details until she
came home. She was leaving on Sunday and coming home
late Monday/early Tuesday. Those were the days I was
taking the Exam so she decided to get a cab home from
the airport so I could sleep. She knew I'd probably
want to go out and blow off steam after the exam on
Tuesday so we decided to meet at my place Wednesday
after my shift at the bar.
"Are you sure this doesn't make you jealous?" She asked
on the ride to the airport.
"It does," I said. "But in a strange, exciting way."
"Alright, but you can call it off if you want, this is
all for you. Last chance," she mocked
I gave her one last safe sex speech and we said our "I
love you's" and I watched her walked to the terminal.
As I watched her walk away the bad feelings started to
come. I looked at her ass and realized another man was
going to have his hands on it. Then I though about how
she'll have his dick in her little hand and maybe even
her mouth! I had to stop thinking about it or I'd go
crazy.
The next three days were terrible! It was all I could
think about. What if this guy was better than me? What
if his dick was bigger? What if she fell in love? I
couldn't eat, sleep or study. At this rate I would
definitely fail the test. When Tuesday came around I
didn't dare go to the library. I stayed in and waited
for her call. It came around noon.
"Hi Mike," She sounded normal, like she was calling
from work, "How the studying going?" She knew I didn't
want to talk about that. The little smart-ass was
busting my balls.
"Never mind that, How's your vacation going?"
"Oh, baby. You should see this place it's beautiful,
and the weather is perfect. I am a little homesick
though. I miss you." She was still doing it.
I was done playing games, "Stephanie, cut to the chase,
did you do it?" My hands were shaking so bad I could
hardly hold the phone.
She laughed, "I knew it you little pervert, you have a
one track mind." She paused for what seemed like a
year, "Yeah, I did it." She said it matter-of-factly.
My knees started to shake and my stomach went into
knots. I sat back on the bed.
"W-well?" I stuttered out.
"Hey, the agreement was no details until next Wednesday
when we're together.", I was ready to snap, "I should
give you this though, I think you're gonna be
disappointed. Maybe this is one of those fantasies that
was better left that way. I hope you're not mad."
God, I was relieved. I felt the pressure go away
instantly, "No baby, I'm not mad or disappointed. I
just figured we should give it a shot."
She sighed, "I'm glad you feel that way. I'm gonna go
down to the beach and soak up the sun. Get back to the
books. I love you."
"I love you, too," click.
I was so relieved I wanted to dance. Instead I went
back to studying. I was at the library when Stephanie
called on Thursday. She left a message on the machine.
"Hi Michael, it's me. It's Thursday,. 7:00pm... um... I
didn't think you'd be in but I figured I'd check in
anyway. I'm having a great time. This place is amazing.
OKAY gotta run. I love you."
She sounded happier than I've heard her in a long time.
I slept well that night. I went back to studying and
waited for her call on Saturday but it didn't come, nor
did it come Sunday. I just assumed that she had called
while I was out and didn't leave a message. The exam on
Monday was tough. I went home immediately after and
passed out. When I awoke the next morning noticed there
was a message on the machine. It was probably Stephanie
telling me she made it in okay I must have slept right
through it. I hit the button.
"Hey, it's me," she sounded sad, "Um, It's Monday night
around 10:00. I'm about to leave Jamaica. I wanted to
apologize for not calling the last few days. Um, I got
pretty busy and it slipped my mind. I'll explain later.
Good luck today."
Slipped her mind? How could calling me slip her mind. I
was a little bothered by it but didn't think all that
much about it. I left to take the second part of the
test. It went well and I went out with the guys to
celebrate. By 10:30 I was shit faced and missed my
fiancee. I went home and called her. She didn't pick up
so I left a message and passed out. I slept until noon
the next day. There was a message on my machine from
Stephanie saying to meet her for dinner right after my
shift.
Around 11:00pm I got to the restaurant and Stephi had
already gotten there. She greeted me with a big hug and
a kiss. She looked beautiful. Nicely tanned, nothing
too dark.
"I missed you so much," I said. "How was it?"
"Unbelievable, I had the time of my life. Everything
was beautiful the weather, the views. I had so much
fun. My room was huge. It was a suite with a living
room, kitchen and everything. It was bigger than my
apartment." It was good to have her back. We sat down
and talked about the test for a few minutes. We ordered
our food and then went back to talking about her
vacation. I was practically dying to hear the story but
refused to ask. I knew she would bring it up before
long.
"Well, I didn't ask for a private table for nothin'.
Are you ready to hear it. Of course you are what was I
thinking. Oh, where to start? His name was Bobby. He is
a student at one of the local colleges and was on the
flight down with a bunch of his friends. He was sitting
next to me and we started to talk. He was a good-
looking kid. About six feet, athletic looking. You
know, your typical college jock.
"Anyway, he asked me if I'd be interested in going out
with him and his friends after we landed. He was nice
so I said yes. We went to a local place and danced and
drank all night. Well, by midnight we were both drunk
and went back to his room. Before I knew it he was
ripping off my clothes and jumping on top of me."
At this point I was sweating and could hardly talk, "so
what happened next?, did you do it? Was it good?" I
rattled of questions like a madman but she handled the
coolly.
"Yes, we did it but it wasn't good. He was really drunk
and sloppy. He was rude when I told him to put on a
rubber. And all he did was jump on me and pounded away
like it was a race. He came in less than a minute and
passed out. I grabbed my stuff and snuck out."
I felt a little relief but needed more info. "Did you
give him a blow job?" I had never been so forthcoming
with her before but there was no time to mince words.
"No, he didn't deserve one. I had planned on doing it
earlier in the night but when it came down to it I
realized he was going to be a selfish lover and decided
not too." She made a face like "oh, well" and took a
bite of her salad.
I was waiting forever for her to continue.
"It only got worse the second night," she whispered
over the table," I met a guy at the bar who sweet-
talked me into going back to his room. When we get
there we started fooling around. We were kissing and
touching each other. He had this thick dick and I was
jerking him off while he fingered me. I started to come
and shut my eyes. When I opened them there was another
woman there. It was his wife, they wanted to have a
threesome!"
"Oh my God, What did you do?" I said. I was shocked at
the language she was using.
"I grabbed my clothes and ran. Just like the night
before. That isn't something that interests me." She
looked down at my food. I hadn't touched it. "Do you
want to go home and make up for lost time?"
Before she finished the sentence I was getting the
bill.
On the way up the stairs to my apartment we started
making out. I couldn't wait to fuck her. "God I missed
you," I said.
"Obviously!" she said grabbing my dick, "I can't wait
to show you all my new tricks." She said.
I laughed, "I didn't know you could learn anything from
two bad sexual experiences."
"Honey, I've only told you about the first two days,"
she said.
I stopped kissing her, "There's more?" I inquired.
"Oh yeah, The third day is when I met Tyler. You'll
love this part."
As we went into the apartment she told me how she met
this Tyler. Apparently after she got off the phone with
me she went down to the beach. She said she was pretty
sad about the two bad experienced and just planned on
relaxing the rest of the time. She was on the beach
reading her book when this guy came up to her told her
he needed a teammate for volleyball. She agreed.
"I noticed right away how handsome he was. He was tall
and very muscular. During the game we kept bumping into
each other. We were both real sweaty and had on tiny
bathing suits so it was almost already sexual. I was so
wet by the end of the game I would have fucked him
right there on the beach."
I couldn't believe she was talking this way. I was
starting to feel sick. After we changed into our
pajamas she climbed into bed and continued her story.
She started to stroke me off while talking about her
experience. I felt really strange picturing my cute
little future wife in these situations.
"After the game I told him he could shower in my room,
but we started making out in the elevator and didn't
make it into the shower for hours. He was so sexy. He
looked just like that actor Joe Diggs" I started to
think about that and realized that the actor she was
referring to was Black! I was shocked. My wife could
never have fooled around with a nigger.
"Stephi, you must be mixed up. Joe Diggs is black," I
said.
"Yeah and really good looking too, right that's the
guy."
I panicked, "You fucked a black guy!" I yelled.
She looked startled, "Yeah, that's not a problem, is
it?"
I saw how nervous she was and felt bad. But I was
shocked and disgusted.
"No, No of course not. I'm just surprised that's all,
keep going."
"Ok, well, we started fooling around in the elevator
and by the time we got to the 14th floor I already had
my top off and we were pulling at each others bottoms.
He picked me up so my legs were wrapped around his
waist and we were kissing like two animals. He carried
me to the room like that. I was topless the whole time
and I wanted it so badly I didn't care if anyone saw."
"So what happened next?!!" I was trying to speed her
up.
"Relax, I'm getting there." She stopped stroking my
cock and reached for her bag at the side of the bed.
"Take of your pants!" she commanded. As I took them off
she squirted some lotion in her hands and rubbed it in.
Then she squirted some more and started to rub it on my
cock. This was something new. It felt great but I
couldn't help but think of where she learned it. This
was not the last time I would be plagued by these
thoughts.
"I'll tell you what happened next but you have to
promise to tell me if you get too jealous. In order to
tell you the whole story I'm gonna have to be very
specific and I won't sugar-coat it."
The whole time she was saying this she was jerking me
off and looking directly into my eyes. I was way beyond
too jealous but I knew I had only myself to blame.
"Yeah, yeah, I promise. Let's hear it!" I blurted
"Alright, I'll tell you what happened next. When we got
into the room I started pulling at his shorts while I
kissed him. When the door shut I push him up against it
and started kissing and licking his chest. He was so
muscular. We both smelled like sweat and sun burnt
skin. I still remember that sweaty, salty taste his
skin had. I know this next part will turn you on."
I got nervous already. I could tell she thought I was
more into this than I really was just by the way she
was telling the story. Sure I was excited but for the
most part I was disgusted.
She continued, "I licked my way down his stomach and
then knelt in front of him. I had a feeling his dick
would be big, you know because of what the say, plus
the elevator ride, but when I pulled down his shorts,
Michael, I thought I would die. It was fuckin' huge. It
was big and dark and scary looking."
She took her hand off my dick and made a size gesture
with both her hands that I can only hope was extremely
exaggerated. "At first I thought it was ugly but as I
got closer I realized it really was beautiful. Perfect
dark skin with a pinkish purple head. I started to lick
and suck on it. The whole time it kept getting bigger.
I don't know how long I was sucking for but by the time
he grabbed me by the sides of my head and pulled me up
I was ready for anything."
She paused and moved her mouth to me ear. She
whispered, "Are you doin' OKAY? Does this turn you on?
Do you like the idea that your girlfriends' lips were
on another man's mouth? Huh? Or that this tongue was
all licking another mans body?" with that she licked my
ear, "Or how about that this mouth was filled with
another man's cock!" She kissed my neck fully.
I had never heard her say "cock" before. I didn't even
think she knew the meaning. The hand job she was giving
me was great. I think the only reason I hadn't cum
already was because I was so nervous. "I want to fuck
while I tell you the next part of the story but I need
two things from you."
"Anything," I mustered.
"First, I want you to leave the light on. I want to see
your face while I tell it. And second, I want you to
wear a condom." I was confused.
"What, why do I have wear a condom? I'm gonna be your
husband for Christ-sakes."
I saw that she already had the condom in her hand when
she straddled me. She only had on a pajama shirt so I
could feel how wet she was. Even her inner thighs were
soaked. "I'll explain all that but right now I need you
inside me." I reluctantly agreed as she reached behind
and put the rubber on my dick. She slowly eased down on
my dick. I could feel the heat through the rubber but
not much else.
"Take off your shirt and finish the story," I commanded
She gave me a funny, almost nervous look and stuttered
"Alright." she unbuttoned the shirt and slid it off
over her shoulders. Almost immediately I noticed all
sorts of red welts, bruises, and bite marks all over
her. They started from her shoulders and went all over
her tits, stomach and inner thighs. The most prominent
ones were inside her now very visible tan line, by her
pussy. I think I could even see a one under her neatly
cut pubic hair.
"Jesus Christ, Stephanie! You look like you've been
raped!"
She kinda laughed but really wasn't smiling,
"Willingly, maybe! I know what you mean though, things
did kinda get out of control." She closed her eyes and
started to rock back and forth on my dick, "Should I
continue?" she asked. She opened her eyes and got down
close to me while she rocked. She put her hands on the
back of my head looked my directly in the eyes and kept
telling the story.
"When he pulled me up from blowing him he pushed me
over to the bed and laid me down. I swear that might
have been the last time my legs were together for the
rest of the week. My bikini bottoms were so wet it
looked like I just got out of the pool. He put his head
down there and started eating me like I was his last
meal on earth. He was biting on my lips and sucking and
then when he stuck his tongue inside my whole I came
like a rocket. I don't know how he didn't drown."
While she was telling that part of the story she was
gritting her teeth and really grinding into me. "By the
time I got my bearings back he had taken a r
ubber out of my purse and was cramming his dick into
it."
She gave a little laugh, "God that stupid little rubber
looked so ridiculous on that huge dick, but I didn't
care. I just wanted to fuck. When he slid into me I
though I was going to die. He was fucking me for a good
5 minutes before I loosened up enough to enjoy it. But
once I relaxed I was able to take almost all of it.
"You wanna hear something really exciting? I was so
horny that after just a few minutes of doing it I let
him turn me over and fuck me from behind. I was always
too self-conscious to do that with you but this guy had
me doing it our first time!"
I don't know why she thought I would find that
exciting. It actually made me really mad, but I didn't
let her know. "So, how did it end?
"I was getting to that. After about a half-hour of this
I was physically exhausted and we were both sweating
like pigs. I had my face in the pillow but my ass still
raised way in the air and he was still pounded away
really hard. I felt him pulling way out of me and I
though he was just going to slam back in with all his
might. He was doing that every once in a while, so I
looked back to egg him on. But as I turned I felt him
pull all the way out and I saw him rip off the rubber
and start jerking that huge dick. Then he started
screaming "Finger yourself, finger yourself!" so I did.
"The sight of him stoking his dick made me cum
immediately. I was still on my knees with my ass
pointed up at him and when I finished cumming I saw him
start to shoot huge gobs of cum. When it slashed on my
back it has so hot and nearly burned and I just kept on
playing with my clit as he shot one after another. He
collapsed right on top of me."
"What do you mean, 'egg him' on?" I inquired.
"Oh if you had heard some of the things I said this
week you'd be ashamed to know me. You wouldn't believe
some of the things that came out of my mouth." She
giggled to herself, "or went into it."
"I don't get it. If he wore a rubber then why do I have
to wear one," I quipped.
"Well because I wasn't that careful every time," she
said it shamefully. "I'm sorry, I hope you're not mad.
But I got myself checked out today and I'll have the
results soon." I hope she didn't think that would make
everything better.
"I'm not mad I'm just disappointed, I thought you were
smarter than that. Especially with a black guy."
"What does his race have to do with it? It was a bad
judgment call on my part, that's it. It doesn't matter
what color he is. When it say it like that you sound
like a bigot." She stopped riding me and just sat back
on my cock as she defended her nigger boyfriend.
"Alright sorry. I'm just starting to get a little
jealous, that's all. But it's nothing I can't handle.
Please don't stop now. What happened after he came on
your back?" I couldn't believe I had just asked my
future wife that questions. But it did seem to relax
her. Maybe even excite her because she started to fuck
me again. This time with an added bonus, she reached
behind her and rubbed my balls as she rode me. In one
week my girlfriend had gone from Miss Inexperienced to
a seasoned whore. I really didn't like it.
"Well when we finally got our energy back we took a
long shower together. We washed and rubbed each other,
it was really sensual. We explored every inch of each
other's bodies. We did it once again before we went to
dinner. People look at you funny when you're a white
girl with a black man, even down there."
"I take it that's not the end of the story?" I prayed
it was.
"No way, He spent the rest of the week with me. We did
it three times over the course of that night alone.
Every time was more exiting than the last."
"Let me ask you something, when did you stop using a
condom?"
"Right after dinner?" She said it quietly. I knew she
was ashamed.
"How did he convince you to go without?" I had to know
because usually she was very strong willed.
"I won't lie Mike, I convinced him!" I was shocked and
sickened, "He wanted to wear one but I told him not to.
And to make sure he didn't I snuck into the bathroom
and flushed them down the toilet. Does that make you
angry?" I knew if I told her the truth she'd clam up.
And I'd never know what happened.
"I just don't understand why you went through so much
trouble to risk getting some STD."
"You're the one who told me to live out my fantasies.
Last I checked none of them including being separated
from my lover by a piece of latex. Besides I was pretty
sure he was safe. You're mad, aren't you?"
"No, I'm not mad at you but I hate wearing this rubber,
I can't feel anything through it." Suddenly she looked
nervous again.
"Oh, I was afraid of that, " she kissed my softly,
"It's not the rubber, Honey, It's me! I've been
stretched out. I was having a tough time feeling you
too but I thought I was just a little numb. I'm so
sorry, baby. But I'll be back to normal in no time."
This was getting to be more than I could take, " How
about I show you some of my new Blow Job tricks?"
"You have blow job tricks?"
"Yeah, the next day my pussy was so sore it hurt when
Tyler licked it never mind put something in it. I
didn't want to neglect him so whenever he needed
attention I would blow him." While telling me this
nasty fact she was crawling down between my legs and
pulling my rubber off. She started to lick and suck and
rub my dick like never before.
"I hope your ready for the best blow job of your life."
She warned. She would look me in the eyes and jerk my
dick. Then she would spit on it. It was like a porno.
And when she really blew me it was awesome. Wet, and
warm. Fast and slow always at the right time. I was
ready to come in no time and started to warn her.
"Baby look out, I'm gonna cum!" she didn't hear me.
"Stephi, I cumming!" again no acknowledgement and the
pressure was building. I screamed and threw her off me.
Hot cum splash on my chest and I fell back onto the
bed. I hadn't cum that hard in years. As I basked in
the afterglow I heard Stephi say, "Why did you push
me?" I didn't even open my eyes, "I was cumming!" her
response.
"No shit, I heard you the first time." As went to look
up at her to find out when she started taking it in the
mouth I felt her mouth on my chest. Licking and sucking
up all the cum. Then she went down and cleaned up my
dick. She came up with a big smile. I was too jealous
to enjoy it.
"You let HIM cum in your mouth?"
"Oh yeah, I just got so into what we were doing I never
even thought to stop. I swallowed and everything. Are
you proud of me?" No I wasn't. She had become a whore.
But I remembered whose idea this was so I played along.
"That was a good blow job."
"Thanks, I'm glad I could make you cum." She cuddled
next to me, "I'm just sorry we can't enjoy my new
sexual skills together yet."
"I know. But I'm willing to settle for blow jobs like
that one for a few weeks, do you want me to return the
favor?" I didn't exactly like the idea of eating her
out after her escapades but I did feel guilty about
receiving all the attention and I was still horny. Plus
I wanted to hear more.
"Honey, I couldn't ask you to do that. I'd love to get
off but I don't expect you to lick me after I just told
you two other men had their dicks in me." She sounded
so sweet and sincere.
"I want to baby, really." She kissed my lips and she
rubbed my head as I worked my way down. The whole time
inspecting her body. She looked even more toned than
usual. It must have been from all the rigorous sex.
When I got to her pussy I realized how wet she was. Her
lower belly, inner thighs and her ass were soaked. She
sighed when I took the first lick.
I leaned back to get a good look at her pussy. It was
puffier than I remembered it. She reached down with
both hands and held it open for me. It was strange
seeing her act so slutty. I started kiss and sucking
her warm slit. I stuck a finger in her and barely felt
any friction.
She must have felt something because she commented,
"You'll have to do better than that, put two more in."
This surprised me, but I slid the other fingers in and
still had plenty of room. She really was stretched.
"More!" I heard her gasp. So I stuck my fourth finger
in.
The whole time she was pushing towards me like she
wanted the whole fist. She raised her feet off the bed
and pulled her knees up toward her chest. She was still
holding her pussy open but then moved her hands to my
head and face. Her breath was heavy and she started to
moan. "Oh God, I'm getting close keep licking my pussy!
That's it yeah!" she was never into like this before
but my dick was getting hard.
Suddenly she ripped my hand out of her cunt and stuck
her own four fingers in. I stop licking because I
thought she wanted to finish the job herself, when I
looked at her pussy I saw her hand flying in and out of
her at a blinding speed.
Her head shot off the pillow and she screamed at my,
"What the fuck are you doing??! I'm gonna cum, don't
stop licking!!" Nervously I dove back in and licked her
clit for all it was worth, she started cumming right
away.
"UHHH, here I cum you muther-fucker!!! Oh! Oh! Oh1
UUUHHHH!"
Her feet dropped to the bed like rocks and I backed off
her pussy. I surveyed the seen. Her lower body was
glistening with cum the bed was soaked. Her hand was
still in her pussy but was moving much slower. Then I
noticed her other hand and my stomach churned. It was
underneath her and two fingers were in her ass. I
didn't know how long they had been there but I could
only assume it helped her cum as hard as she did. I
watched her slide them out in slow motion.
I made my way up to her mouth and she kissed me
passionately, "Thank you, I needed that so bad."
"You came hard!" I said.
"Yeah, I did. I guess I was really worked up and you
did a great job down there," she smiled.
"I noticed something else." I wanted to see if she knew
what I meant, she did.
"Yeah, I learned to appreciate some other things this
week." She sounded proud.
"Only fingers, or everything?" I couldn't bear to ask
if she got ass-fucked.
I was hoping she didn't.
"Everything! Fingers, tongues, black dick. Do you wanna
try later?" she asked with a smile.
"How did he get you to do it, I've been trying for
years?"
"Well, I told you how sore my pussy was and that I had
been giving him blow jobs for most of the day. But I
was getting so horny I needed to get laid. While we had
been doing it before he kept sticking his fingers in my
butt. I was enjoying the sex too much to tell him to
stop and soon it started to feel pretty good. And I was
pretty sick of just giving blow jobs." She giggled, "I
had swallowed so much cum by noon I wasn't even
interested in lunch. Anyway, I was really horny and
just wanted him inside me so I suggested we try it."
"It was your idea? Did it hurt? How did you do it?" I
was so sick at the idea I just rattled off questions. I
was still doing a good job hiding my disgust but it was
getting hard.
"Woe cowboy, slow down with the questions." She looked
at my dick, it was hard. "Ready for round too already,
huh? OKAY I'll show you how it's done. Grab some lube
from my bag and put a little on you dick." As I did
what she asked she rolled over onto her stomach and
propped herself up on her elbows, she smiled at my. I
looked at her beautiful ass and saw more marks
everywhere, bruises, teeth marks, and hickeys. All over
the place.
"Stephi what have you done to your body?" I inquired.
"I let a huge black guy have his way with it. Pretty
cool, huh?" she looked so proud. "Come on, you'll enjoy
this. You don't have to wear the rubber if you don't
want." That was a relief. "I know how much you'll want
to feel this."
I knelt behind her and she reached back and spread her
cheeks. It was the first time I ever got a good look at
her asshole and it was a beautiful little thing. I
prepared to enter her, "How much of a slut do I look
like holding my ass open like this?" She was right she
did, "Ease it in."
I did. It went a lot smoother than I expect. She purred
softly and then continued her story as I pumped slowly,
enjoying every inch. "The first time Tyler entered my
ass it was the worst pain I ever felt. I was crying and
crying and telling him to stop but he wouldn't. Finally
the pain was so bad I went numb and he just kept
pounding away. But the end of the night he had me
begging for it. Are you enjoying this?"
I was loving the ass fuck but hating the story.
"The next morning we went down to the beach. The whole
time I was walking like I just got off a horse. Between
the pains in my pussy and my ass I could only lay on my
stomach." I must have done something right because she
moaned, "there's the spot baby, do it harder!" I picked
up the pace until I was slamming her. "Oh god, oh god
yeah, fuck that little hole!" Her nasty talk was making
me cum and I screamed;
"Oh god Stephi I'm gonna cum in your ass!!"
With that she jumped up and spun around pulling my dick
out and engulfing it in her mouth. I came very hard and
she swallowed it all, even after it had just been in
her ass. I collapsed and she lay with me. After that we
were both pretty sexed out so we just talked until the
sun came up.
I learned a lot over the course of the night. She told
me all about this Tyler guy. How he lived in Jamaica
and was only stopping by to visit his uncle who ran the
resort when they met. They didn't leave each other's
sight until her flight left. She also told me, with
strange pride, that she flew home with his cum in both
her pussy and ass.
When she called me from the airport she said she could
still taste his spunk from the blow job she gave him on
the ride there. She made out with him in the terminal
before boarding the plane, right in front of everybody.
I also learned that the real reason I had to wear a
condom was because she stopped taking her birth control
pills during the week and if she was pregnant she
wanted to know for sure who's it was. This was the only
time I lost my cool during the night. I started yelling
about her wanting to have another man's baby.
"I never said I wanted to have his baby!" she yelled
back, "It seemed like a sexy thing to do at the time
and now I feel foolish. I would never keep it but if we
have unprotected sex I won't know who's it is. I could
go full term thinking it was yours and find out it
isn't the hard way. We could never explain that!" She
had a good point. I finally calmed down after she
professed her love to me and our talk continued.
Sometime before the sun came up I learned another scary
fact.
"I feel bad for that poor college kid. He'll never know
what he missed." I commented.
"Oh, I wouldn't say that. He was on the flight home
with me and he apologized for his messy behavior. He
said he looked for me all week to make it up to me but
I was nowhere to be found. I didn't ell him where I
was, of course, but he asked if I would give him
another chance when we landed. I knew you would be tied
up for awhile so when we landed yesterday I went to his
dorm and tried again," She had a mischievous tone.
"That explains why you didn't answer the phone last
night," I said.
"Yep, we fucked and sucked right up until this morning.
But this time I was in control. I made him eat me for
an hour. I got on all fours and made him lick up and
down my crack. At one point he told me how great I
tasted. Little did he know he was actually tasting
Tyler's cum. I got a private little laugh out of that.
I was such a slut." She laughed, "I even let his
roommate watch and jerk off." I was starting to get
embarrassed for my girlfriend. "I didn't know you were
an exhibitionist," I commented.
"It's funny you should say that. At one point while
Tyler and I were going at it the maid came in to clean
the room. I though he would stop or at least tell her
to leave but he kept right on fucking me and told her
to ignore us. She had the door propped open with her
cart and by the time she was done a crowd started to
form outside the door. I think they heard my screams
and got curios.
There must have been a dozen people watching your cute
little fiancee bent over a table, holding her ass open
while a big black guy hammered away at her pussy, I
think some of them might have even taken pictures!" She
seemed so proud. I was very angry about all this. I was
starting to have trouble breathing. I decided it was
time to tell her how I felt. I explained that even
though it was my idea it really wasn't turning me on. I
told her that I was actually a little disgusted with
her behavior.
It ended with me saying some things I shouldn't have
and her telling me that it was all my fault. She
"whored" herself because I had asked her to. She said
she did it all for me and now she felt like a slut for
it. She stormed out of my house shortly after the sun
came up.
I tried to stay mad at her but couldn't. I called to
apologize the next day. When she came over that night
we had a long talk. We told each other how much the
other one meant and she told me that I was her one and
only. She said that even though these other guys had
fucked her, she has only made love to one man. She now
knew how jealous I was and how I almost let my
insecurity ruin our relationship and she still loved
me. I knew how lucky I was to have her.
I'd like to say that we lived happily ever after, but
that would be a lie. My insecurities came back. And if
you though I dealt with them stupidly the first time
wait till you hear about this...
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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