My Secret Addiction Ch. 07

I awoke to a rocking sensation, something was pressing hard onto my chest and moving. I slowly opened my eyes and Leah's beautiful face came into focus, her eyes closed and her lips pursed. She was slowly moving back and forth, her hands gripping my shoulders, her cheek resting on my chest. My eyes then looked past her messy brown hair and down her body revealing a dark, muscular man gripping her hips as he would steadily thrust into her upturned rump. I glanced up confirming it was Kivon, his face twisted in concentration at his task.

After the initial shock subsided in me, I hesitantly wrapped my arms around her back and pulled her into me. I heard her make a silent moan to my embrace, snuggling her face more into my chest. I leaned forward and kissed her hair as I began caressing her back. I could feel her body give random jerks and twitches from the other man's intrusions, which would then always be followed up by more cute little gasps and moans from her mouth.

I suddenly felt pressure on the tip of my penis, it was hard and pressing straight up into my wife's hard stomach. I could feel its contractions as her lover slowly fucked her, making her gasp in sharp breaths. I could only guess he was fucking her deep again, hitting that special sweet spot I couldn't ever hope to reach. Leah's body started violently shaking, interrupting my reverie. She gasped out in yawning cries and moans as she gripped my shoulders hard.

I could feel wet droplets pattering onto my bare legs as her hips and shoulder shook and twitched, her entire body experiencing an intense orgasm. Leah was having a very long one, her face still pressed hard into my chest, muttering incoherently. I just held her tight as my own precum started to gush into my shorts. My heart was heavy and yet I was incredibly aroused. I was woken up to my own wife being fucked on top of me. Normally she would have woken me up with sweet kisses, or gentle nudges after a night of sleeping together in our own bed. Now I was waking up on Sarah's sofa to my cuckolding.

Kivon grunted under his breath and held himself inside her, flushing her insides with his own intense orgasm. I could see his chest and ab muscles tighten and flex with his sharp breaths as he came. Leah just lay on me breathing hard still clinging to my shoulders. I soothed her back again and kissed her hair once more and whispered to her that I loved her. She let out a long breathy sigh as Kivon slowly pulled himself out of her.

"Mmmm, honey. No... I hate feeling so emp-ty..." Leah cooed to Kivon.

"Gonna hit the shower, baby girl," he said bending down to kiss her on the top of her head.

I heard him stomp down the hallway and close the bathroom door behind him. More angst washed over me as I wondered if Leah was going to leave me to go join him. To be honest a dark part of me wanted her to. My wife's blue eyes finally looked up to me and her face warmed into a smile.

"Morning, sweetie," she said.

I lovingly ran my fingers through her hair and caressed her sweet face. "Morning, baby."

"Did you like that?" she whispered, "Did you like waking up to your wife being blacked?"

I felt more precum ooze from my tip. I tried holding her down with my hands, forcing more of her tummy onto my hard penis. I was too turned on to answer her, I needed to fuck her more than anything. Her smile quickly changed to a smirk, her eyes sparkling with that familiar naughtiness.

"You love it don't you, my sweet cuckold." She craned her neck up and kissed me on the lips with no tongue. "He fucks me so deep and good, sweetie. Deeper and better than you can, isn't that wonderful? Don't you love it?"

"Y-yeah, baby, I-I love it..." I managed to say.

She ran one of her hands from my shoulder down to my crotch, cupping it. Her face drooped in a lusty expression again, her hand tightly gripping my penis over my shorts.

"It's Saturday, sweetie. That means it's finally your turn," she whispered as she pushed herself up and straddled me. I could feel the heat radiating from her molten pussy through my shorts. I gazed up at her gorgeous form admiring her perky b-cup breasts that were adorned with shiny steel piercings that just begged to be sucked on. My eyes traveled down her tight tummy to her toned thighs, ending at her messy red cunt.

"Tell me, swee-tie," she sighed as she started grinding her pussy onto my hardon, "tell me you want cuck sex instead, tell me you want that."

I was completely under her spell, my arousal shot through my body like a lightning bolt at her request. I started humping back against her, and reached for her breasts. They felt amazing in my hands as I kneaded and squeezed them.

"I want... I want that, baby. Make me wait longer...Let me clean you again..." I breathed out, lost in lust.

Leah yanked my shorts down and then straddled my stomach. I could feel Kivon's juices leaking from her hot pussy as she sat down.

"Are you sure? Does my cuckold husband want to soothe my used pussy again?" She gave me a smoldering smile and then ran her hands under my shirt and over my chest.

"Yes." I heard myself say as I gripped her thighs, staring up at her lustful gaze.

"Prove it."

Leah lifted herself up slightly and gripped my erection in her little hand, lining it up with her ravaged pussy. I saw a drop of Kivon's cum drip onto my penis head. She looked back up at me, her eyes searching me for a real answer. After a few moments she started to sink down and I could feel the heat of her slippery cunt kiss the tip of my penis. I automatically gripped her thighs stopping her, causing her eyebrows to raise in mild surprise. I then started to try turning her hips with my hands, getting her to turn around.

Leah calmly turned around and crawled over me in the sixty-nine position, her well-fucked pussy hovering over my face, my hard penis in the cool air begging to be touched. I impatiently held onto her ass cheeks and pulled her pussy to my face, devouring it with a starving hunger. She yelped in surprise followed by a humming moan as my tongue darted up and down her slick cunt and then probed as deep as it could go into her. The coppery, musky aroma of her well-fucked pussy mixed together into a flavor I was beginning to enjoy more and more.

"Oh yes, yes sweetie, eat me," she panted.

I pulled my mouth from her briefly and gasped, "Call me your cuckold..."

"Mmm yes my cuckold, my dirty cuckold. Eat my black bull's cum from my pussy, clean me cuck, clean me yes, yes!" she moaned and shook as she rode my hungry mouth.

I felt her cunt spasm and contract and then my mouth filled with a large dollop of a creamy liquid that I quickly gulped down. She was moaning nonstop now as I french kissed her pussy hard, swirling my tongue around it, savoring it. I then licked up to her crinkled butt hole and french kissed it as well, rubbing it hard in tight circles with the flat of my tongue.

"Oh Gawd I love it when you eat my ass... Mmmm yes! Eat it, cuck, eat my ass!" She started bucking her bottom against my face, her butt ring constantly flexing around my tongue. "I can't wait for Kivon to fuck my ass, cuckold. He will fuck my ass, not you."

A chill of lust went up my body as I began probing her asshole with my tongue, faster and faster. I was growing to crave eating her ass more than her pussy, it was like a fetish I discovered that I never knew I had. I always wanted to fuck Leah's ass, and for her to announce it would be Kivon to fuck her there first drove me insane with lust and angst.

"I only want black cock in my ass," Leah cried as she bounced back into my face as I tongue fucked her tight little butt hole as fast as I could. She started aggressively rubbing her clit with her free hand, gasping in pleasure until I felt her body tremble and shake into another orgasm. After her climax died down she stopped bucking against me and let out a long satisfied sigh.

"Cum with my hand, cuckold," Leah said as she gripped my erection in one hand.

I stopped to rest my jaw but she squeezed my penis hard and sat back onto my face. "I didn't say to stop, cucky, keep eating."

I began to lap at her pussy in deep long licks as she started to move her little hand up and down my shaft in slow strokes. I found her clit and sucked for all I was worth causing her to yelp and moan again. Her little hand sped up. I felt my cum leave my balls, close to the point of no return.

"Cum cuckold, cum with my hand," Leah gasped, "just like your supposed to."

I started to moan loudly into her pussy as I desperately tried to thrust up at her moving hand.

"Kivon gets my pussy, you get my hand," Leah said as her hand sped up into a blur over my penis.

Within a second I was gripped with an intense out of body orgasm, causing me to almost yell into her cunt as I shot my seed over her hand and onto my stomach and legs.

"Oh my God, you guys are so hot!" I heard Sarah say next to me followed by a shrill giggle.

I faced up at the spraying water from the showerhead and closed my eyes, trying to drown out the rest of the world for at least a brief moment. Leah was behind me washing her body down with Sarah's neon pink loofah, seeming way too casual about all this. Not only did Sarah know about me and Leah's kinky new lifestyle, but she seemed to be happy for us. Knowing Sarah I figured she would be cool with it in her own wild way, but it still felt deeply embarrassing for someone else to know.

"Switch," Leah said to me with her eyes closed and face caked in a soapy residue.

I slid past her and let her rinse off under the hot water. I couldn't help but marvel at her gorgeous wet body as the suds washed down the curve of her back that met her perfect little ass, finally ending in her long ballerina legs and perfect little toes. All this time at the gym had really reaped its rewards for her. I should have been mad but instead, I was strangely aroused that Sarah knew, that she saw.

I always knew Sarah was the slutty one, but it wasn't until recently that Leah confessed she was just as bad back in college. How long had Sarah known and why would Leah tell her in secret like this. Sarah was the one person Leah was adamant couldn't know and yet here we are. I felt my erection press into the cool tiles next to me, but it wasn't Leah's gorgeous ass that brought it on. It was me realizing that Sarah had waited to reveal she knew by letting me stumble in on her last night holding my wife's hand as the black men pounded them both from behind.

They were best friends and it makes sense Leah would confide in her, tell her all her dirty secrets. Or would she? How much did she tell her anyway? I felt a twist in my guts as I remembered what Sarah saw this morning. She even saw my dick, she saw me cum! I felt precum drizzle from my penis and I gripped it in my trembling hand.

"I'm done," Leah announced and then turned to me, with a sultry smile. "Sweetie, I want to shave you."

"Shave me? I keep it pretty trim already."

Leah turned around and grabbed Sarah's pink body razor from the hanging rack and then stepped closer to me, biting her bottom lip.

"It will be hot, sweetie, just stand still, 'kay?"

"S-sure, okay..." I said, leaning my back into the tile wall.

Leah knelt below me and started giggling. "My my, someone's excited, aren't we?"

I watched as she gently kissed the tip of my erection while looking up at me with those striking blue eyes of hers. I was hoping she would give me a nice blow job but instead she went to work lathering my groin up and then carefully shaving every last hair she could find. From my taint to my chest she shaved me with precision, sometimes kissing me in the same spot afterward. She had never shaved me before so it was a strange sensation, but it also felt incredibly intimate and erotic.

"There, all done. Oh and don't tell Sarah I used her razor on you, she would kill me," she said with a smile and then stepped out of the shower leaving me and my erection behind.

I turned off the water and hopped out right behind her. I snatched the nearest towel and tried to hide my obscene erection with it as I dried off. Leah was standing next to me in the small bathroom, looking at her self through the mirror as she quickly dried her own body off.

"I just love Sarah's fogless mirror, we have got to get us one of these," she said still studying her reflection.

I looked myself over in the mirror next to her, my brown hair was sticking out everywhere, all shaggy from needing a trim. I still had my charming good looks and athletic swimmers build, but I looked much skinnier. I reckoned I hadn't been eating as much lately, possibly from the stress of those annoying night terrors. Or was it our new lifestyle? It all sort of blended together into a familiar ball of anxiety at this point. I stepped behind Leah and wrapped her in my towel, pulling her into me.

"I thought you didn't want her to know," I said softly, watching her face through the mirror.

She looked around briefly and then shrugged. "So?"

"So? Why didn't you tell me?" I tried not to sound angry, just concerned.

Her face quickly stretched into a smirk that lead to a giggle. "Baby, you're still hard. I can feel it!"

"Seriously, Leah. How much does she know? Were you planning on hooking up with Jerome? Who is he anyway?" I rambled off my questions, failing not to sound desperate to know.

Leah maintained her smile and quickly spun in my arms, looking up at me. "Sweetie, Sarah helped me with you. I needed someone to talk to about all this." She held my face as she leaned up to kiss me tenderly. "I was afraid I'd do something wrong, I didn't want to fuck this all up. I didn't want to hurt you, okay? She just gave me good advice."

I felt slightly relieved by her words but they didn't quite add up to me. I kissed her forehead after she settled back onto her bare feet. Her little eyebrows raised slightly in worry, her eyes desperately studying my reaction.

"Leah, honey, I just wish you'd have told me. Plus, how do you know it was good advice anyway? Did you guys set this all up for me?" I started to raise my voice in frustration, "Was I supposed to walk in on that last night? You just left me out there alone."

"Sweetie, calm down," she smoothed her hands up my chest, "Some of it, yes, we planned some of it. I wanted to make it exciting for you and I think I succeeded. You were so turned on, Jim. Don't you dare deny it."

"Maybe... I guess, but-."

"But nothing! Tonight was so hot, Jim. I was so wet, and I bet you were so hard all night being friend-zoned," She ran her fingers down my body until they found my hardon and gripped it tightly, "being cucked."

"Yeah..." I whispered back, lust having won out. "I love the way you cuck me..."

She took my mouth in a passionate kiss, her tongue dancing with mine with a raw hunger. I savored the texture and taste of her lips and tongue. I pulled her into me tighter causing her to let go of my penis and drape her arms around my neck. Our towels fell to the floor in a heap enabling my erection to press into her tummy. After a long moment Leah broke our kiss and looked up at me with dreamy eyes.

"I have a present for you, Sarah helped me pick it out," she whispered and then kissed my shoulder, "I think you're going to like it."

I was silently relieved to hear Jerome and Darnell had already left when we rejoined the others. Sarah was sitting at her kitchen bar with Kivon while they ate breakfast.

"Come eat, we went and got some takeout," Sarah said as she stuffed her mouth with an oversized bite of syrupy waffle.

"Nice, I'm starving," I said as I joined them.

Leah sat on the far end next Kivon and grabbed a plate of hash browns. It felt like she was on the other side of the earth even though it was just the other end of the bar. The fact that she had chosen to sit by him instead of me drove me crazy but I still loved it. Her showing affection to her black boyfriend and acting like a true couple was incredibly erotic and kept me on edge in an addicting sort of way. Sarah glanced over at Leah, then back at me and slowly sucked the syrup off her finger, ending in a knowing smile. I gave her an uneasy look and tried to focus on my food, praying she wouldn't bring up what she saw earlier out loud.

We hung out for the rest of the day and eventually went swimming again. After swimming me and Kivon played a little pool and struck up a casual conversation, as if all of this was normal. It was mostly about a big recent MMA fight and how he almost got into cage fighting but chickened out.

"Chickened out? You?" I scoffed, "You're a big dude, seems like it would be the other guy that would chicken out."

A smile cut into Kivon's face and he shook his head. "Naw, man," his smile dissipated quickly, "I had a friend get into it, fucked him up bad. He got a brain injury. Scared me away from it when I saw what it did to him."

"Ah, well that sucks," I said feeling deflated, "Sorry about your friend, what happened to him?"

Kivon took a shot with his pool cue knocking the balls around.

"It's like he turned into a different person. Changed his personality. And the headaches. Those headaches got him hooked on all sorts of pain killers and shit." He cracked another ball but missed the pocket. "I guess I just didn't want it bad enough to risk it."

The girls decided to move to the outside section of the pool house and get some sun. Leah asked Kivon instead of me to rub suntan lotion on her back, but Sarah saved my dignity by asking me to do hers. As I rubbed in the lotion I marveled at Sarah's beautiful golden tan skin. It was a stark contrast to me and Leah's milky white skin but obviously paled to Kivon's dark ebony skin tone. I chuckled to myself as I noticed the four of us were a fleshy monochromatic display from pale white to dark brown.

"What 'cha laughing 'bout, hmmm?" Sarah said as she rested her chin on her hands.

I rubbed up to her shoulders and massaged in the creamy white lotion.

"Oh, nothing," I lied.

I couldn't help but steal glances at her amazing bubble butt, barely contained by her tiny bikini bottom. It was so much bigger than my wife's, however, bigger wasn't necessarily better. They were equally lovely, just in different ways.

"Can you get my ass too?" She said as if she knew I was staring at it.

"Uh, oh. S-sure," I stammered.

Sarah giggled and wiggled her booty. "Hehe, you are so cute, Jim. Do you like my butt?"

I squirted more lotion in my now trembling hand and slowly rubbed it into her ass flesh. Her large butt cheeks felt amazing on my hands. It took all of my willpower not to squeeze them. I rubbed the lotion in generously on her entire ass, trying to take full advantage.

"Who doesn't?"

"Mmmm that feels nice, hehe," she giggled.

I felt a little bold and ran a few fingertips under the hem of her bikini fabric. She made no objections as my fingers grazed the crack of her ass, almost touching her asshole.

"Thanks, Jim," she said after I finished. "That felt really good, you should be my official lotion boy, how about that?"

"Ha-ha very funny," I chuckled as I rubbed the lotion residue onto a nearby towel.

"It's really nice having you guys here, we should party more often," she sighed dreamily.

I laid down on my back next to her and rested my head on my hands. The sun was bright as fuck and I was thankful I had brought my good sunglasses.

"Well you know me, I'm not a big party kinda guy," I said to the sky.

She looked over at me through her oversized sunglasses. "I know what kinda guy you are." She turned on her side causing her very large breasts to tumble down and rested her head in her hand. "And it's fucking hot."