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"It was okay. We laid some new pipes in a little street. I keep forgetting its name." Abam's body pressed harder against Sandra's, letting her hormones run wild as she felt the already hard bulge in his crotch pressing against her rear.
"I would like to lay another pipe though!"
With that, Abam took the knife out of Sandra's hand, turned her around and kissed her. It wasn't one of those ordinary kisses a husband gives his wife but a raw and true act of passion. As his tongue was gently invading her mouth, Sandra's last bit of countenance was gone and she gave in to her boyfriend's advances, embracing him with her hands on the back of his neck while his were firmly placed on her hips.
Abam's hands were now beginning to explore Sandra's grown breasts once more. Until a few weeks ago, his rather rough fondling had hurt her, but that wasn't the case anymore. As Sandra felt Abam's fingers pinch her nipple on the one side and squeeze her breast on the other, the primal sensation of simply being taken made her pregnant body surrender to lust.
"Kneel down, mama!" Abam demanded after his hands had pulled down the straps of her summer dress, revealing her bare breasts. "Kneel down and show me how you should treat the papa of our child!"
For a moment, Sandra was going to protest and remind Abam they were about to have company soon, but her knees were too weak to resist his command. Her heart was racing just as fast as it was on their first date when her knees reached the tiled kitchen floor.
She looked up at him she was quickly and eagerly unfastened his pants, letting Abam's beautiful, large cock spring forward as she was pulling his pants and underpants down. Sandra didn't resist when Abam pulled her head forward. The musky scent of his uncut cock, the dark contrast of his flesh against the brightness of the kitchen and the delicious, slightly salty taste of his glans were the last things Sandra consciously noticed before her one hand found his shaved balls and the other enclosed the girth of his shaft. Sandra began to give her baby daddy a good blowjob.
"Hi, man! You want to watch?"
Sandra turned her head as much as possible without letting Abam's cock slip out of her mouth or stopping her work. Frank was now standing in the kitchen with a mixture of surprise and awe on his face. He had changed into a pair of jeans and a neat polo shirt.
"Uhm, I don't know," Frank answered with an obvious touch of unease, "don't you think it's time to get ready? My sister Maria should be here soon. What if she's early?"
"It is okay, Frank," Abam assured him. "She already knows about us, does she not? Anyway, you know I need to relax when I return from work, and now is the time to do it. You can either kneel beside Sandra and masturbate as usual or you just leave us alone."
A few months ago, Sandra would've been shocked by Abam's bold phrases. Now, however, she wasn't surprised at all about the changed dynamics between the three of them. Abam, having long been growing frustrated about his lower social status and position to provide for the family, had discovered that there was one area where he was the dominant male: sex. The more Abam dared to take the lead in the bedroom the more Frank seemed to be willing to play along. When it came to anything else, however, and especially if it was related to money, it was Frank who had the last say.
Under Sandra's watchful eyes, Frank gulped, let his jeans and boxers fall down to the floor, kneeled down beside her and began jacking off as he was closely watching her satisfying her boyfriend.
"Mmmmm, that's it, my German queen," Abam moaned, "show Frank how much you want to please me. Show him how much you want to make your baby daddy cum!"
Frank's cock had gotten hard within a heartbeat. No sound came from him except the eager moving up and down of his hand that was taking care of his significantly smaller cock.
Sandra couldn't have been any more turned on. Abam's increasingly dominant sexual demeanor and Frank's obvious willingness to submit himself had given her hormone-driven body one excitement after another during those last months.
As Sandra was still eagerly working on Abam, she made sure to frequently look to her side and make eye contact with Frank. She wanted him to know how much she enjoyed it, because she knew how much it turned him on. With a wink of her finger, Frank even crawled a little closer, leaving him just inches before the two of them.
"Sandra, do you love me? Tell me, I need to hear it!" Abam looked down at her.
"I do love you, Abam!" Sandra replied as she let his cock pop out of her mouth while she was still stroking it. "I love you both! You make me so happy! I'm your woman!"
That was all Abam needed.
"Oh god, my queen! Here it comes! Swallow it! Swallow it all!"
Sandra's body was practically shaking as Abam finally unleashed his load into her waiting mouth. Spurt after spurt shot into her as Sandra gave her best to work her lips around her black lover's shaft -- all with Frank watching carefully.
When Abam had withdrawn himself, Sandra wasted no time and turned towards Frank. As he was still kneeling, she straddled him, took hold of his hard-on and immediately started jacking him off while rubbing the head against her panty-covered pussy.
"Cum for me, honey!"
Sandra leaned her head forward. As her lips found those of her surprised husband, they instinctively parted. Her tongue went forth, carefully aiming for Frank's as Sandra was pushing the last bits of Abam's cum into him.
Within mere seconds, Sandra could feel the wetness between her legs. Under intense moans, Frank was releasing a big load of cum on her panties.
When he was done and obviously trying to regain his breath and focus, Sandra gave her husband a loving kiss on the lips and got up. Abam had a mischievous grin on his face.
"Now we really have to hurry, guys!"
Maria, Frank's younger sister, arrived almost precisely 30 minutes after their little fun in the kitchen. That weekend, Abam was going to celebrate his birthday, and when Maria, had heard of it, she insisted on celebrating with them. Not only did she insist to try and make up for some of her family's ill will, but she also wanted to arrive a few days early to help Sandra with any preparations or housework. According to her, university, where she was taking gender studies as a major, could wait.
That evening, the four of them were sitting at the dining table: Frank and Sandra next to each other, facing Abam and Maria.
"So, are you excited?" Maria suddenly changed the topic after praising the delicious dishes. "From what I've heard I'd say that you've done everything humanly possible for the little girl. I'm so sorry about our parents. Sometimes they've really got sticks up their rear, if you know what I mean. I, however, am so proud of the three of you! Not only are you helping Abam but you also openly oppose socially antiquated forms of relationships and white hegemony!"
Sandra thanked her sister in-law for that compliment, but she didn't feel like engaging in a discussion about societal norms or anything of the sort. To her, this had nothing to do with race or social constructions. She simply loved two men, Frank and Abam.
"Yeah, we're so excited! And I'd like to ask you something: Having talked this over with both Abam and Frank, I'd like to ask you if you'd want to be Diana's godmother? We could think of no one more suitable or understanding to fulfill this burden.
Maria agreed with tears in her eyes, and after several alcohol-infused drinks to celebrate her new position, she eventually excused herself to go to bed in the spare bedroom. Sandra noticed Abam's eyes following Maria's rather petite but voluptuous figure with her long, brown hair and dressed in a rather tight, green summer dress, as she walked up the stairs
Sandra couldn't sleep that night. Since she had to go to the bathroom quite often now, she and Abam had switched places in bed. She would now lie on the right side of the bed with Abam in the middle and Frank on the left, making it easy for her to get up late at night to go about her natural business.
After she had gotten up and was quietly making her way through the hallway towards the bathroom, Sandra couldn't help but notice the door of the spare bedroom standing quite open. Although the feeling of doing something inappropriate was sneaking up in her, she gave in to her curiosity and sneaked towards the crack.
Without any sound, Sandra found herself peeping into the room. It was completely dark with one exception: the beaming screen of Maria's phone. This was just wrong, but against her urge to walk away, Sandra went on looking. Sounds could be heard. Sounds of very soft moans coming out of a speaker and sounds of actual moans from within the room. Sandra's eyes widened when she suddenly realized Maria was masturbating!
With her mouth open, Sandra found her legs petrified, keeping her in place in front of her sister-in-law's room. The moving figures on Maria's screen were slowly becoming clearer and clearer too. She was watching a porn video: a black man was vigorously fucking a young, white woman.
Was Maria really fantasizing about this? Did they give her the incentive? Sandra's juices began to flow. It was too weird, too sexy, too forbidden. Her hand moved slowly down her nightdress. Inch by inch her fingers were approaching her own trembling pussy as she could now make out the movements of Maria's hand underneath the sheets. Just a few inches more...
NO. Just before Sandra was about to touch herself, she broke from it. No, this wasn't right. It wasn't right... She turned away from Maria's room, went to the bathroom and then straight back to the master bedroom where Frank and Abam were sleeping.
After climbing back into bed, Sandra was lying on her back, wide-awake. Maria's soft, muffled moans were stuck in her mind. How sexy they were...
A quick glance to Sandra's right just added more sexual steam. Abam was sleeping there, naked, on his back with his cock on full display. Was he having a sexy dream? His cock seemed to be rather hard...
Sandra's hand reached out. Even after all this time, she was surprised that she could barely wrap her hand around Abam's shaft. His warm flesh and the prominent veins gave her goosebumps as soon as she made contact with him and started softly jacking her African boyfriend off.
It didn't take long for Abam to wake up, and after some gentle playing around, Abam moved to sit on the lower end of the bed with his feet on the floor. Sandra didn't have to think twice when he offered her his hand and pulled her towards him to sit down on his lap. As she was lowering her body, his throbbing cock penetrated her pussy with ease, and while Abam was gently placing kisses on her back, Sandra began riding him. This position had become her favorite since sitting on Abam's lap left her in full control while still preventing her huge baby bump from being in the way.
From the corner of her eye, Sandra noticed Frank was getting up as well. A few months ago she would have been nervous whether he would be angry to wake up and find her and Abam like this. Now, however, she knew exactly what he was doing. With a smile on her face she looked him in the eyes as he took the chair from her dressing table, placed it in front of them, sat down and started masturbating as he was watching her riding him.
Every thrust on Abam's cock was greeted by a deep moan of hers, and with the sight of her loving husband jacking off in front of her, Sandra's imagination grew wilder and wilder. With her eyes closed, she imagined Maria lying in her bed, masturbating to that interracial sex video. No, she wouldn't need long for her first orgasm that night.
Then Sandra's first orgasm hit her. The thrill of having her husband looking her straight in the eyes as she was being taken by her African lover never failed to make her climax rather quickly.
"Oh god, guys," Sandra whispered under a heavy breath, "you are so marvelous. Both of you." She could see the grin on Frank's face as he was still eagerly working on his cock as Abam laid his upper body back on the bed.
A shadow appeared. Even though Sandra had her eyes closed, she could sense the changed light. As she opened her eyes, she realized she had left the light on in the hallway. Inside the crack between door and doorframe, just behind Frank, was a figure. Even though the sensation of Abam filling her out made it hard for her, she could definitely identify it. Standing outside the bedroom and peeking inside was Maria, dressed in a red robe. Had she heard them? Obviously realizing her sister-in-law had noticed her presence, Maria just smiled.
Sandra was overwhelmed. She should have stopped this at once. Never before had she had sex with someone else watching -- except Frank of course. The feeling of being exposed to Maria, however, quickly turned her on, and every sensation was suddenly amplified. Slowly and with her eyes fixed on Maria, Sandra started humping up and down Abam's cock again.
Both of the guys weren't able to see Maria. Frank couldn't see her because the door was right behind him, and Abam was still lying on his back with his feet on the floor. It was only Sandra and Maria who had the full knowledge of the witnesses of this act.
What was Maria thinking? Yes, she knew that Sandra had sexual relations with Abam, but had she known about the balance of their triple relationship? Did she approve of Frank's obviously subordinate role in the bedroom?
"Frank, why don't you come here and help me again?" Naughtiness took hold of Sandra as she was spreading her legs a little wider. "Would you help your pregnant wife with her second orgasm?"
Frank got up within moments.
"If you'd like that, my darling!"
Usually, Sandra watched very closely when Frank got down on his knees to lick his wife's pussy as she was riding Abam. This time, however, her eyes were fixed on those of Frank's sister. Frank got down. Maria's mouth opened. Frank's hands touched the insides of Sandra's thighs to push them a little further apart. Maria bit her lip. Frank leaned forward and his tongue made contact with Sandra's swollen clit. Maria's hand reached down, opened her robe and revealed a completely shaved, beautiful pussy.
As Frank was now pleasuring Sandra with his face so close to the cock of her lover, his sister was fingering herself to the sight of it. Sandra's arousal couldn't have been any higher. The state of her pregnant, hormone-driven body could only be described as crazy and turned on to the maximum.
Did Maria not only enjoy watching her sister-in-law fucking an African man but also witnessing her brother assisting them? Yes, Sandra knew Maria was very leftwing, progressive and so on, but she hadn't expected her to be that cool about it. Sandra decided to find out how far she could take it.
"Mmm, darling, are you enjoying this?" Sandra asked in a teasing manner. "Are you enjoying the taste of your pregnant wife? Your wife that's pregnant by another man? Pregnant by Abam?"
"Yes!" Frank answered positively. "Yes, darling, I like it very much!"
As her right hand was gently caressing his cheek, the feeling of control and dominance grew ever larger within Sandra.
"And are you really okay with submitting yourself to Abam and me in the bedroom?"
"Yes, darling!"
"My German princess, I'm about to cum! If you keep this pace, I'm about to...about to..."
With a roar, Abam came inside of her. While her lover was cumming, Sandra always found it hard to help Frank focus on her clit. Abam's eager thrusts and uncontrolled spasms always tended to push her body here and there, causing Frank to make frequent contact with Abam's shaft and balls.
Sandra, panting and under the full control of her horniness, lifted her hips. She saw that Maria was still completely focused on them and masturbating when Abam's cock left her pussy with a very low 'pop' sound.
Looking right at her masturbating sister-in-law, Maria lowered herself again, letting Abam's softening cock stay nestled between her butt cheeks.
"Frank, why don't you lie on your back?" Sandra asked in a sexy voice.
Frank simply nodded and did as Sandra had asked, and in no time, she climbed from Abam's lap, leaving him lying on the bed, went down and straddled her husband, lying on the floor. His cock was rock-hard and penetrated her well-lubricated pussy within a heartbeat.
As Sandra was riding Frank, he played with her swollen breasts.
"What do you say, Frank? Do you want to cum inside me as well? Or would you rather cum like last time?"
"Like last time..." Frank said hesitantly. Sandra wasn't surprised by his answer, although it had taken her quite a while to accept the apparent submissive attitude he had developed sexually.
"Ok, just tell me when you're close, honey!"
Sandra increased the pace. Her pregnant body was eagerly going up and down her husband's cock. Although it wasn't as thick and long as Abam's it still found all her sensitive places.
Maria looked as if she was close. Two of her fingers were now vigorously circling her clit as her other hand had exposed one of her beautifully round breasts and was caressing it.
As the two women were looking at each other, Sandra felt a level of kinkiness and arousal that was very close to trigger another orgasm.
"Now! Now, Sandra!" exclaimed Frank.
Sandra wasted no time. Under the curious and erratic view of Maria, she let Frank's cock pop out and moved forward. Her thighs were tightly resting around her husband's head as she unerringly positioned her dripping pussy right on his mouth. While she knew that he was now jacking himself off, Sandra arched her back to allow Frank's tongue full access to her, letting Abam's cum flow right down in his mouth.
"Yes! Yes, honey! I want you to taste us!" Sandra moaned as a big orgasm was building up. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'm cu... I'm....." She screamed as she came hard on Frank's mouth. Wild spasms of her body let her pussy twitch and shake on her husband's mouth.
Sandra's heart was still beating heavily as she looked up towards the door. Maria was still standing there with her robe wide open. One of her hands was massaging her breasts as the other was still gently gliding in and out of her pussy. She was biting her lip, still looking at her. Suddenly, she gave Sandra a sheepish grin and retreated.
Birdsong awakened Sandra the next morning. Looking around she noticed that both Frank and Abam had already left for work and a quick glance at the alarm revealed it was already 9 o'clock in the morning. She got up, dressed her naked body in her favorite, navy blue silk robe and finally left the bedroom. After the obligatory morning pee, Sandra made her way downstairs.
"Good morning," Sandra said as she entered the kitchen. Maria was standing in front of the sink, washing the dishes. Her lovely, curvy figure was still dressed in the red robe. Sandra instantly wondered whether her sister-in-law was still naked -- like herself -- and whether last night's events had gone down well with her.
"Morning, Sandy," Maria replied and turned around with a bright smile. The robe wasn't tied perfectly anymore, allowing a decent amount of cleavage and her upper belly to be on display. "So, what can I get that sexy hotwife for breakfast?"
Hotwife... Sandra had heard that term before. The women in those porn videos that Frank had shown her were called hotwives, and their spouses cuckolds. She had resented that terminology since she had been rejecting the idea of humiliation. Reflecting on the past nine months, however, she wasn't sure whether she did in fact deserve the title 'hotwife' and Frank the title 'cuckold'.
"Uhm, hotwife? What's that? I look like I'm about to burst, so not that hot anymore, haha. A cup of that fruit tea would be nice." Would Maria buy into her acted ignorance?
