Demi Takes a Lover

I am Herald and 40 and my wife Demi is 37. She likes to dress provocatively when at home, not wearing a bra and panties which giving me a big thrill. She has 36c tits, they sag but more than enough to play with. She has nice rounded hips and long sexy legs complete a package which says come fuck me.

Demi was always hot and as much as I fuck her, she always seems to want more. Most of all she likes the feeling when I unload deep inside her after fucking her. Afterwards she likes me to bring her off again with my tongue. I have gotten to love the taste of her freshly fucked pussy, and lately I've begun to wonder what it would be like to eat her after a strange man has filled her up with his sperm. And I know that this last part is really perverted, but the fact that my wife doesn't use birth control makes the whole idea even more exciting and scary for me.

I began to have fantasies about Demi fucking other men and once I whispered to her about bringing home another man. When I mentioned the first time she got a bit pissed at me. She said "What's the matter aren't I good enough to keep your interest, you need another guy in our relationship?"

I told her that I just wanted to see her get pleasured beyond anything we'd done before. When I asked her if she had ever though about what it would be like to have another man's cock pumping her pussy, I could see the she was in second thoughts.

For a couple weeks I didn't bring it up again, then one night as we were fucking, I mentioned it to her again. This time she didn't say anything but her level of enthusiasm went sky high, and she fucked my brains out that night.

Over the next several weeks each time we had sex we would talk about her fucking another man and she would always go wild. Soon it passed from just bedroom talk to talking about how to make it happen. We decided that it should be someone who we didn't know and who didn't know any of our friends or family. I came up with the idea of renting one of the spare room in our three bed room condo in the suburbs of Boston to some one. That way we could pick the type of guy who appealed to both of us, and get to know if he was safe.

Demi loved the idea but wasn't sure we would find the right guy. I assured her that I would keep looking until I did, that I really wanted this to happen. After a week a person by name Sameer called us in answer to our advertisement about the room and fixed an appointment to look at the room. Two days later Sameer showed up at the door. He was an average build and dressed very causally in shorts and tee shirt. We invited him into our living room where we could talk comfortably. Demi sat in chair facing Sameer and I. He introduced himself and said that he was from North India, and he moved to Boston on a consulting work and will be in Boston for at least a year.

As we were talking I sensed that there was something already going on between Demi and Sameer. I can see that Demi's eyes kept wandering to the buldge in Sameer's pants and he in turn was fighting a losing battle trying not to stare at Demi's boobs that were pushing against her tee shirt. It was clear that he was either hiding a pair of socks in his pants or he liked Demi a lot.

Shifting my gaze back to Demi it was clear that she found Sameer attractive too. From where I sat I could see her bald pink pussy lips between her legs through the short skirt. I was sure that Sameer was being treated similarly. I also realized that her tee shirt left little to the imagination. Hell I could even see the color of her nipples through the thin material.

I was a little surprised that my wife seemed so turned on by him. We hadn't even considered someone like Sameer when we'd been discussing the fantasy of sharing her with another man.

I was thinking that Sameer's cock will be thick and daydreaming about what it would be like to see Sameer's cock plumbing my wife's pussy depths when I realized that Demi was speaking to me. I have no recollection of what was said and it wasn't until after Sameer had left that I was able to clear my mind enough to understand what Demi was saying.

Demi was excited as she hugged and kissed me. Her body was screaming for some raw sex. Cupping her cute ass cheeks I carried her into the bedroom and placed her on the bed. As if by magic her skirt disappeared as I fumbled; pulling my stiff cock out of my pants.

Demi's pussy almost grabbed at my cock as I fucked her with an excitement I had never felt before. Her hips were moving every direction at once as she urged me to fuck her harder.

With visions of a thick cock plunging into my wife's pussy I too pumped my cock madly. I wanted to tell myself that my wife's lust was directed at me but I knew that from the look on her face that she was fantasizing about him. Twice more that evening we had wild unabashed sex. Neither of us mentioned Sameer nor did we talk about making him her lover.

After a week Sameer called to find out if we would rent him the room. Demi looked at me with a hot lusty look and said that it was Sameer. I smiled and nodded yes. Demi could hardly control her enthusiasm as she spoke to him. As they talked Demi's hand touched her pussy. I was amazed, she had only met this guy once for a few minutes and yet I could tell she was willing to spread her legs for him. Suddenly I had a premonition; that she might very well go through with the whole thing even if I got cold feet.

After the phone conversation Demi told me that he will be at our place in 15 minutes and dashed off to our bedroom. Sameer came over to our place and as I invited Sameer into our living room. Sameer charmed me just as he had charmed Demi. As Demi walk into the living room I noticed that she had changed into a loose shorts with a tank top. The top couldn't do much to conceal her sexy boobs and nothing to hide her hard nipples.

As Demi sat opposite to both of us, it was clear that she was flashing her bare pussy at Sameer. From Demi's face I know that she was very much aware of what she was doing and the effect she was having on both of us.

Sameer couldn't take his eyes off her as he nervously tried to cover the growing bulge in his pants with his hands. When I mentioned, the details concerning the rent of the room Sameer listened to me but he was fucking Demi in his thoughts.

With all of that out of the way Sameer reluctantly got up to leave. Demi stood up and gave Sameer a big hug, rubbing her boobs against his chest. All the while Demi was hugging him, Sameer kept looking at me for any sign of hostility. He looked worried, but I just smiled at him. We could see a wet spot on Sameer pant and one big bulge.

No sooner Sameer was out our house Demi was all over me to fuck her. This time as we had sex, I'm sure she called me Sameer at least once. As we ate dinner, Demi announced that she was going to see her doctor the next day. At first her comment went over my head then I realized that she was telling me she was going to get birth control.

I was delighted and troubled and even a little disappointed all at the same time. I knew that this was something any responsible wife should do but something in my perverted mind wanted my wife to get knocked up by someone other than myself. The fact that Sameer was not white added even more to the thrill. My mind was quickly sorting through all the problems at the same time and coming up with no clear answers.

It was two weeks before Sameer would be moving in. During that time Demi and I discussed our feelings and the ramifications of her possibility of getting pregnant even with her using a diaphragm. (She can't take the pill due to a nasty allergic reaction.). Then I gave her a box of condoms.

But when I told her that if Sameer did knock her up I would still raise the baby as my own and Demi kissed me wildly and told me she did want a baby.

The day Sameer moved in Demi was as excited as a cat in heat. Every time I glanced at her she looked like a feline on the prowl, her nipples were definitely on high beams. While I was at work, Demi was scurrying around helping Sameer get settled in. All day long kinky erotic visions popped into my mind.

By two o'clock I couldn't concentrate on my work any longer so I headed home. I parked my car a little farther from my condo and I went into my condo with out making any sounds. Pausing, I listened. At first I just heard the normal house sounds, and then I thought I heard a giggle then a moan.

As I approached Sameer's room, the soft moans became more distinct. There was no doubt that our new boarder was fucking Demi! As often as I had dreamt of this happening I wasn't prepared for what I saw as I looked into the room. Demi was sprawled out on his bed and Sameer was on all fours with his head buried in Demi's pussy. From where I was standing I could see her small hand wrapped around his think cook.

Spellbound I watched Demi stroke that thick cook as she writhed in lust beneath his lapping tongue. Demi saw me out of the corner of her eye and turned her head toward me, grinning. She blew me a kiss and mouthed a "thank you," to me.

Then her pretty face lost its focus and her moans became more vocal; she began babbling about what Sameer was doing to her. Then she tensed up and yelled that she was coming. Sameer kept on tonguing her through her climax then he got between her legs as Demi tried to stuff his thick cook in her snug little pink pussy. Inch-by-inch Sameer eased his cock in to my wife.

Demi couldn't decide if it was hurting her or if she wanted more as she alternately begged for more and for him to stop. With about half of it in he began stroking in and out. Each down stroke he would squeeze deep into her wildly stretched pussy.

By now Demi was delirious with lust, her babbling was beyond comprehension as her hands grabbed at Sameer's butt. Sameer now shifted into high gear, his mighty spear jabbing into the previously uncharted depths of Demi's tight little pussy.

I was totally mesmerized by the sight before me. My cock was drooling so profusely it looked like I had pissed my pants. Afraid of being seen and spoiling things, I slipped into a room across the hall and freed my aching cock as I listened to the sounds of the two lovers going at it and stroked my cock in time with Demi's grunts and moans.

With my eyes closed, and my hand pumping my meat frantically I could see Sameer's thick cock stroking in and out of my wife's pale pink pussy. Then I heard Sameer grunt, then Demi cried out. "Oh yes fill me with your hot cum. Oh god I'm going to enjoy your thick cock."

I stood there looking at my cum which dripping down the doorframe, listening to them making love talk then, I heard an alarm go off. Sameer exclaimed, "Oh shit I've got to run, I have a very important meeting in a half hour. I hope we can do this again at another time."

Sameer dashed about then I heard him kiss Demi before running off to his meeting. As the sound of Sameer's car faded Demi called, "Herald are you still out there? Come see my well-fucked pussy."

I pushed my pants off and quickly went to see how much damage had been done. Demi looked like a porn queen, her spread legs directing my attention to the sperm drooling out of her still dilated pussy ... Wait a minute. There wasn't supposed to be any sperm in her pussy, she was supposed to have put a rubber on Sameer. My cock sprung to attention as I dove between her legs to plant my mouth on her swampy pussy.

"I'm sorry, I got so hot for his thick cock I forgot the rubber. Please don't be mad at me." How could I be mad at her, I was the one who kept talking about how exciting it would be for her to be fucked by someone else. Here I was dipping my tongue in her dilated sperm filled pussy after it had been royally fucked by a thick cock. A delicious shiver raced through my body as it occurred to me that at that very moment Sameer's sperm might have impregnated my wife with a brown colored baby.

As I savored the texture and flavor of Sameer's sperm my cock twitched and wet my belly with my own come, the same sperm that I had been shooting in Demi's pussy for several years. We had never talked much about Demi getting pregnant and after hearing how some couples had turned sex into a chore by trying to make a baby we had decided to just let it happen. My mental wanderings were interrupted by a moan from Demi. As I scooped out a large glob of sperm, Demi spoke.

"Herald is this what you wanted? Do you like the taste of another man's sperm as well as your own?"

I answered her by sucking and teasing her clit.

"I suppose you'll make me get a diaphragm before you'll let me fuck Sameer again. I just had to feel his sperm jetting in me ... You know, just once. Ouch!"

"What's the matter? I didn't scrape your clit."

"No it's nothing you did, I just ovulated. Ever since my periods started I've felt it every month. With the excitement of Sameer moving in I forgot it was due. It may already be too late for the diaphragm."

"I thought you went to your doctor to get a diaphragm?"

"He had to cancel due to an emergency."

My heart jumped at the same time as my cock. Our baby is not a white baby! I suppose I should have been upset and made a big fuss. I suppose I should have insisted on terminating this pregnancy but instead I laid my head on her flat belly and kissed it. Looking into Demi's eyes, I asked, "Do you want his baby?"

Demi looked at me for a moment -- we just looked at each other then tears welled up in her eyes as she said, "Forgive me," then she whispered, "Yes."

I did something I hadn't done in ages, I gave her an impassioned bite just below her belly button then I moved up and gave her one on each boob where I knew Sameer would see it. Demi was squirming in excitement as I knew she would be. For some reason she always got really hot knowing that she would have a visible sign of our passion on her for days.

"Oh yes, let the world know I'm your horny slut, let them know you let a colored stud fuck me and get me pregnant. I don't care, I just want both of you."

I crawled up beside her and took her in my arms and kissed her tenderly. "Did you like Sameer's cock that much?"

She brushed as tears came from her eyes and whispered, "I still love you very much but my pussy wants more of Sameer's cock, oh yeah!"

"Even if it means some people will talk. After all you're a blond and so am I, it's going to be hard to explain away an interracial baby.

Tears welled up again as she said, "I don't care, I want babies. I didn't think that I might get pregnant when I began teasing Sameer. My body took control. For three years I haven't used any protection and haven't gotten pregnant, so I didn't think about it today. What with me ovulating and all the sperm Sameer pumped in me, I just hope that I can get pregnant."

I kissed away her tears and asked her how many babies she wanted. Demi was quiet, her breathing the only movement.

"As many as you want me to have."

Grinning I said, "I always wanted a big family."

Demi let out a whoop then hugged and kissed me and told me how much she loved me. We cuddled and talked until our tummies grumbled for dinner. We showered and went down to the kitchen. Demi was wearing only a semi-transparent beach robe. Her every movement was sexy as hell and my cock was rising in response. She noticed and said, "I'm sorry this isn't fair to you, I've been selfish. Would it be asking too much to ask if you would be happy with oral sex for a while? I'm afraid that Sameer's thick cock has stretched me and your cock would just flop around in there I think. I promise to suck it anytime you want."

I mumbled words of thanks but right then I was feeling twinges of jealousy. I was starting to feel sorry for myself I looked at Demi and saw that Sameer's sperm had leaked down her thigh. She realized what I was looking at and blushed.

Over dinner we bared our souls to each other and talked about whether we should "put the Genie back in the bottle" or go forward.

Tearfully Demi said, "I don't care what color they are. They will be from my loins and I will love them as only a mother can. I want you to be my husband for now and forever. That hasn't changed, nor will it ever."

There was silence I began to put my feeling and thoughts together. I had been the one who had started the whole idea of Demi having other lovers. Had I been foolish to think that I was man enough to deal with all the aspects of our new arraignment? Would I say or do something that would poison our love for each other? On a huge leap of faith I reached across the table and grasped my sweetheart's hand and told her that I trusted her judgment and believed her love for me would guide her to do what was right for us.

"Do you want to be with us when we have sex? Can you accept the children?" she asked nervously.

I just squeaked, "Yes," Sheepishly I mumbled something about going out for a bit. Becky asked if I was all right. I hugged her tenderly then left after telling her I was looking forward to licking her sperm filled pussy any time she wanted me to. Before she could say anything, the door closed behind me.

No, I didn't go to a bar and get smashed, subconsciously I wanted to get out of the way so she would fuck Sameer again. I drove to the end of the street and parked and walked into the fields behind our condos so that I could see when he came back and if any lights in any of the bedrooms came on.

Sitting up in the fields, I would close my eyes and see Sameer's big thick cock as it plunged into Demi's widely stretched pussy. I hadn't witnessed Sameer's climax and seen his thick cock pulse as he came deep into Demi's fertile womb but I could sure visualize it.

Suddenly I saw a car coming down by the house awoke me from my daydream. Stretching and yawning I watched Sameer go into the house. Anxiously, I watched waiting to see a bedroom light come on.

Several times I started to head back to the house to see what was going on but each time I decided to wait. Finally I saw a light come on in Sameer's room then it was turned out and a dim one remained.

Carefully I drove back to the house without turning the car lights on. Once there I eased into the house and up the stairs.

Demi's voice came to me clearly, "I told you everything is cool Herald knows and it's all right with him. Now come over here and stuff that big boy in me until my belly looks like a beach ball. I want to drain those big balls of yours."

It was at this moment that I peeked around the open door and saw Demi's hand wrapped around Sameer's hard thick cook. She pulled him to her pussy then her legs wrapped around his muscular ass, drawing him in, and she sighed with delight.

There was nothing fancy about Sameer's fucking but there was no question he was inspired by my lovely wife's actions and words. As for myself I had never thought of myself as a voyeur; however my drooling cock gave plenty of evidence that I was turned on by what I saw.

Sameer's hard thick cock stroked in and out in a timeless dance as Demi greeted his every thrust. There was no doubt that Demi was getting the fuck of her life. Soon his cock had whipped their juices into a white froth highlighting the contrast between Demi's pale pink pussy and Sameer's throbbing black thick cock.

I don't know how long I stood there watching them before Sameer moved his hips at Demi one last time with force, his head went up and his whole body stiffened atop her. I knew that I was seeing him pumping his seed into my wife's womb and that her eggs were waiting for the first sperm that was strong enough to penetrate and make a baby.

And Demi was by no means just a quite spectator either, she was using her heels to push Sameer deeper into her pussy as she yelled for him to fuck her harder.