Who's Baby!

I am lying in bed in our spare room listening to my wife being fucked next door by her black lover. I hear her crying out proclaiming her love for him as he thrusts his massive cock into her stretched white cunt. Reaching those parts my little pecker could never hope to reach. She screams out in ecstasy as she hits another climax which is matched by her stud shooting his potent sperm into her. All goes quiet, I imagine them lying together cuddling to each other as he runs his big black hands over her very pregnant and stretched white belly. Pregnant with her lover’s child!

How did this happen. Well let me take you back to last year. I work for a multi national engineering company. As part of staff development we are often exchanged with counterparts from other countries for short term contracts. The idea being to share knowledge and understanding how different parts of the organisation worked.

I was summoned to see my boss Pete one Monday morning to be told I had the opportunity to go over to Nigeria for 6 months. In return an engineer called Marcus would switch the other way. At 30 this was an excellent opportunity, not only did promotion usually result on return but it would also look good on my CV if I wanted to move on in the future. Without hesitation I agreed and was told Marcus would arrive the next week. I would then go to Nigeria 3 days later. The only hitch, to be cost effective, only the member of staff’s travel costs was paid. Families were expected to stay at home. Also the exchange staff were expected to be accommodated in the respective staff’s home. This was not going to be a problem for me as Marcus had a one bedroom flat close to our plant in Nigeria which would be ideal for me. I was not sure how my wife Sue would take to having a stranger living in our house with her for 6 months.

When I got home and told Sue, she was apprehensive particularly when I explained I would not be able to come home to England during my posting. However when I showed her a picture of Marcus that I had been lent by our personnel department she seemed to show more interest.

I did have a motive other than work for this exchange. My fantasy for many years had been that my cuckolds me by openly taking a dominant lover to exclusively satisfy her sexual needs. This may seem odd for a happily married man of 5 years but this was my kink. I had shared my fantasy with Sue and although it regularly featured in our love play we were both to timid to actually take it further. I guess we were both fairly submissive and unadventurous. It would take a third party to take us beyond the missionary position. Although Sue regularly admitted to liking the idea of taking a lover and teasing me by saying how she would like to experience a cock that could fill her properly rather than my 5 inch pencil.

Sue at 25 is 5 years younger than me, blond with an attractive figure. Her firm 36c breasts and lovely long legs are definite eye catchers. She is currently not working as she took time out to go back to college and complete a business degree. This finished last month and we agreed after all her hard work she should take a couple of months break before looking for a new job. We have no children as Sue wanted to wait a few more years so that she could establish her career.

The next few days were spent getting the spare room ready for Marcus. The day came to collect him from the airport. His photo did not lie; he stood 6 feet tall with a well developed muscular frame. Sue was in awe and her first words as he came through customs were “wow what a body”. Marcus gripped my hand in a very firm handshake which made me wince. Turning to Sue he put his hands on her waist and kissed her on the lips. She seemed too mesmerised to move but I noticed she did not object and did I detect a little sigh from her. He went on to tell us how lucky he was to have a unique opportunity to spend time in England and looking at Sue, to have such an attractive woman to live with for 6 months. Sue blushed and despite my wish to see my fantasy come true I did have a twinge of doubt as to whether this was going to prove to be a good idea.

When we got home, Sue helped Marcus unpack. Sitting downstairs I could hear Sue giggling like a school girl on several occasions. As I sat in the lounge I thought how long before she ends up in bed with him. Strangely I did not feel jealous but my little stiffy was evidence that I was turned on.

Sue would not let me make love to her before I went away. Her excuse was Marcus would be able to hear us as he was sleeping in the bedroom next door. The night before I left Sue wanted to talk. Out of the blue she asked “Keith how would you feel if I slept with Marcus” grinning I replied you know it is my fantasy to think of you in the arms of another man, someone who satisfies you sexually, hesitantly I added, perhaps the man you would prefer to have satisfy you. But how do you know he will want you. Oh he does replied Sue he has already told me he will master me for the time you are away, that once I have experienced his big black cock I will never be satisfied with your little prick. She went on to say the next six months would be like living with her boyfriend. Could I cope with the idea of her living with Marcus on that basis? I reassured her that this was a once in a life time opportunity, lets live the experience. Marcus is obviously a confident and dominant person who had obviously told Sue he would broaden her experiences. Not only would my fantasy be fulfilled but also I could be returning to a more sexually awakened wife.

Sue came to the airport to see me off. We agreed to correspond by emails as, if things worked out with Marcus as Sue hoped she might not have time for to many phone calls! As I kissed her goodbye, her parting comment was “I’m sorry I did not let you fuck me this week but Marcus told me not to let you near my pussy. After all I must save myself for my boyfriend. As I walked through to departures I had to keep my holdall in front of me to hide my erection.

The following are a series of emails from my wife

Day 2

Well it happened last night; Marcus took me out for a meal. I wore my new halter neck dress, the one that shows my nipples through the material. I know I have refused to wear it in public with you but this was a special occasion. He was excellent company and perhaps I did have a little bit to much to drink. He was the perfect gentleman until we arrived home. As I went through the front door I stumbled on the mat and fell into his arms. The next thing I knew we were kissing passionately our tongues duelling with each other. His arms round me he undid my halter top which dropped exposing my unfettered breasts. He bent forward taking a nipple in his mouth. I shuddered with erotic pleasure as he bit and sucked my nipples switching from breast to breast until they stood out like bullets. He undid the zipper at the side of my dress which then dropped to my ankles. Still in our passionate embrace I stepped out of my dress letting his hands rove over my body and slip into my new skimpy white thong.

I know I would not wear anything so erotic for you, but you’re my husband not my lover. I was just as eager as Marcus. I dropped to my knees undoing his pants and releasing the most wonderful cock you could imagine. I have not measured it but it must be at least 9 inches long and twice the width of your little penis. Lovingly I held his tool in my hands, it seemed so big. Leaning forward I gently licked and nibbled the end of his cock before sliding my mouth over his tool. I could only take part of him in my mouth but from his moans he was obviously pleased with my ministrations. I started to bob up and down his shaft alternating every few minutes with nibbling underneath his shaft and licking his magnificent balls. He put his hands round my head holding me in place as he shot his spunk into my mouth. It tasted salty but not unpleasant. Swallow bitch he said, what could I do but oblige. I know I never would suck your willy but the difference is Marcus has a mans tool and I just could not resist.

Laying me on the floor, without preamble Marcus pulled my thong to one side and thrust his massive weapon into my hot and willing cunt. I must have cum 3 times before he shot his second load of spunk into me. After we rested we adjourned to his bedroom. Keith he is such a stud. We fucked twice more and again the following morning. He has gone to work now………..I can’t wait to be filled again tonight.

Your loving wife – Sue

Day 12

Oh what a time it has been. Marcus is now away for 2 days. Every night has been bliss. Sex with Marcus is nothing like I have experienced before. This morning he fucked me again insisting I then put on a pair of panties to keep his cum in my cunt. I know it will leak out during the day and leave marks on the furniture but it is wonderful to feel part of Marcus in me even if he has gone for a few days. Last night he told me if I want to continue being fucked by him I must agree to a few conditions. Without him saying anything I told him I loved him and would do anything to stay with him. Darling please don’t be angry but Marcus is so wonderful in bed. Sex with him has no comparison with our fumbling.

He told me to strip and stand legs apart with my hands behind my neck. This I did in a flash. He then produced two clothes pegs. I am going to show you how pain and pleasure can be the same. Without further ado he clipped a clothes peg to each nipple. The pain was almost unbearable but at the same time I could feel my juices running down my legs. The humiliation of what he was doing to me was turning me on. He then started to flick the pegs with one hand whilst lightly caressing my pussy with the other. The more the pain the more excited I became until I cried out with an organism and pain all rolled in one. He then unclipped the pegs which caused further pain as the blood circulated through my nipples again. Did you like that slut? Yes I replied. Yes what. I thought for a moment and said yes Master. He smiled; I had made the right response.

Sue you are so docile and so easy, pain excites you a big cock gets you going. What are you? Blushing red I told him I was his slut and as an afterthought to do with as he pleased. He went on to tell me that for the rest of the time he was in England he would be the only man in my life, I was to dress and act only to please him. He was my lover my life. Yes I gasped throwing my arms round his neck, I an yours.

Darling, I know this is your fantasy but I could not live without Marcus at the moment. I have committed to being his slut not your wife. As a sign of this I have taken off my wedding and engagement rings. Don’t worry; they are in my jewellery box for now.

Oh I nearly forgot, I feel a slut sitting here with Marcus’s cum seeping through my knickers and marking the seat of your favourite leather armchair. When you come home, every time you look at the stain you will remember how your unfaithful wife was serviced by her magnificent lover.

Your loving wife - Sue

Day 30

When Marcus returned from his trip, I was waiting for him naked in the lounge. Throwing my arms around him I said darling I have missed you. Leading him upstairs I showed him that I had moved your things to the spare bedroom and his to what was our marital bedroom. Laying me on the bed I said, this is now our room. He took me with a mighty passion,

Keith he is so wonderful, during our love play he started to give me a hicky on my breast. The slut I am I just lifted my tit with my hand to give him better access. After that what can a girl do but just spread her legs again for another heavenly experience.

Oh I nearly forgot. Marcus told me to stop taking the pill as it is an insult to his sperm. He watched me pop each container dropping the tablets down the loo. At the end I turned to him and said I no longer have any protection from you. Take me; I will gladly carry your child.

Day 35

Marcus is taking me to Amsterdam this weekend, he has booked the honeymoon suite at a four star hotel.

Oh yes I nearly forgot, Marcus took my anal cherry last night. I know I would never let you go there but how could your wife slut resist her lover.

Sue

Day 42

We had a great weekend; the hotel thought we were on honeymoon. I was naughty and not to disappoint them I pretended I was Marcus’s wife. We went to a diamond shop and Marcus brought me a lovely gold ring inset with a sparkling gem. It fits my wedding finger perfectly. You don’t mind that I am now wearing Marcus’s ring rather than your wedding band? We also visited the red light district and brought a few toys. I now have a lovely black dildo to fill my pussy when Marcus is not around. We also brought a black but plug which Marcus insisted I wear for the rest of the weekend. It was uncomfortable at first but I miss it now when it is not in my ass. Marcus wants me to wear it all the time; I have promised I will try.

Oh I nearly forgot, I also got a tattoo – Marcus chose the design. It is a little red heart with the letters M & s intertwined. It is set at the base of my spine. Now I am only wearing the fashionable cropped t shirts and low waisted mini skirts it is clearly visible to see. After all Marcus and I are an item. Keith, you don’t mind that everyone knowing about our relationship?

Slut Susan

Day 95

I know it has been a while since I wrote but I have been busy looking after Marcus. In fact Marcus thinks it best I do not email you again for the rest of the time you are away. I can understand his feelings, after all if I am thinking about you I am not being totally faithful to him.

Oh I nearly forgot, Marcus and I are expecting our first baby. We broke the news to your work colleagues yesterday. I could not understand why your mother is not overjoyed; after all she keeps hinting how she would love to hear the sound of children in our home.

Marcus, Sue and Junior (to be)

True to Sue’s word, despite regular emails from me, she did not correspond with me again until a couple of days before my return to England to confirm she would be at the airport to meet me. I did speak regularly with Marcus on work related issues who assured me his “slut” was fine. He always managed to finish our conversation with some comment like “my woman is red hot in the bedroom” or “my slut has thrown away all her panties so she is always available for me”. I felt certain he was not bragging but telling the truth.

The day of my return, I rushed through arrivals desperate to see my wife. As I came through customs I immediately saw her. She looked radiant. Wearing a colourful cropped top which left her swollen pregnant stomach bear. Her long wrap around skirt was full length but when she moved I saw it was split well up her thigh. As she walked she showed most of her leg but not quite to her groin. Remembering Marcus’s comment that Sue had got rid of her panties this was perhaps fortuitous. They were standing there arms round each other. Anyone watching would think a couple were meeting a friend, me!

After a peck on the cheek, Sue said, wonderful news, Marcus is doing such a good job his posting has been extended for 12 months. I told him of course he must stay with us. I am sure you will agree there is no point in him moving his stuff into the spare room. After all, just because my husband is home it is no reason for me to stop fucking my wonderful lover. This was not quite my fantasy and I am not sure what to expect in 12 months.