A husband with less that he could wish for length in sexual equipment decides to let his wife satisfy her needs with another man

I guess you could say I’m blessed and cursed at the same
time. Mother Nature gave me a big set of balls that
produce large quantities of sperm but when it came to
the delivery system, I wound up with a skinny cock
barely five inches long.

Kat (shortly for Katerina), my wife is very diplomatic
and says that my cock is perfect for sucking. She can
easily take the whole thing in her mouth without gagging
even when my cock is fully erect. Otherwise I’m just an
average man, average height, build and of mixed ethnic
background. (English, French, Italian and..?)

Kat is Scandinavian, blond, blue eyes, five feet four
inches one hundred five pounds and has kept her shape
even after having two kids. For Kat, sex is a very
important part of life. Unlike some women, she craves
sex on a daily basis. She masturbates at least once a
day in addition to wanting oral, anal or straight sex.
Her collection of sex toys would make most sex toy
stores look empty.

You could say that the reason for her toys is of my
doing. You see after our second daughter was born her
pussy was stretched out too much for my skinny little
cock to feel anything. Since giving Kat pleasure is a
top priority in my life, I bought her bigger and bigger
dildos until I found one big enough to give her pussy
that full feeling.

As a joke I bought a her a big black dildo. At ten
inches long and over two inches in diameter it makes my
cock look more like a finger. When Kat unwrapped that
dildo, she said. “Willy, where have you been.”

We laughed and kidded about her new black lover never
dreaming that one day she might have a real live Willy
with a cock to match her toy. This was after our second
daughter was born and we had come to the conclusion that
my cock just wasn’t doing much for Kat. Other than
slipping my cock up Kat’s ass, our sexual activities
were mostly of the oral nature.

Our favorite sex game was for Kat to suck my cock as I
pumped Willy into her pussy. I began dreaming that some
big black stud was pleasuring Kat’s pussy as she made
love to my cock with her mouth. Kat began commenting on
the size of black cocks we saw on the net.

Half joking I made a comment about finding her a black
stud. Kat got mad at me and insisted there was nothing
wrong with the way things were. Later that night, she
was hornier than usual. She was really humping her pussy
on “Willy” as she sucked my cock with great passion.

It seemed that every time I turned around the vision of
Kat being fucked by a well-hung black stud would pop
into my mind. I made a point of subtly showing Kat
pictures of black men fucking white wives. I also showed
her the interracial sex sites on the net. Kat wouldn’t
comment much but she was always hotter in bed after
seeing a black stud pleasuring as white woman.

One night we were at a party with some friends and
noticed an interracial couple. Kat couldn’t keep her
eyes off them and several times I saw her talking to the
white wife. She was a bit tipsy by the time we went home
and asked how she could meet a black guy and other
questions about making sure he was clean etc.

I found a night club in a neighboring town that has a
lot of mixed couples. One night Kat and I went there
“just to watch.” As we sat at a table, a good looking
young black man came over to ask Kat to dance. She
looked at me for permission. I smiled and told her it
was up to her. Kat hesitantly went but within a couple
minutes she was caught up in the music.

I sat watching Kat dance a fast dance without much body
contact then as that dance ended the guy she was dancing
with took her hand and asked Kat for the next one. This
dance was a slow number and in no time she was rubbing
against her black partner. When Kat finally returned to
our table, her nipples were poking out like two hard
fingers, signaling her arousal.

Kat barely had time to catch her breath before another
black asked her to dance. This went on for the rest of
the night. Kat was positively glowing from all the
attention. When we got home, she was a wild woman in
bed, fucking “Willy” with everything she had. The next
week we were back at the same club. One of the men Kat
had met the week before was there and after Kat danced
with him several times she introduced him to me.

I don’t know what I expected but I found Art to be very
pleasant and articulate. During that evening I could see
that Kat had been charmed by Art. Art asked me if we
would be back the next night. I told him that I had to
go out of town so I wouldn’t be able to bring her. Art
then asked if I would allow him to pick up Kat and take
her out. I still don’t know why I said yes.

Hell Kat is my wife and here I was giving my permission
for her to go out on a “date.” On the way home Kat
bubbled as she talked about Art then she suddenly went
silent. Kat reached out to touch my arm and with a
serious look, asked if I was sure it was all right.

After we got home and sent our babysitter home, Kat and
I talked for several hours. Kat was ready to call the
whole thing off but to my surprise, I told her that I
wanted her to go out and have a good time and for her
not to feel guilty.

In bed, Kat went wild, sucking my cock until my nuts
were shooting air as I plumbed her pussy with her dildo
“Willy.”

***

The next day I had trouble focusing on my business
meeting as my thoughts kept going to Kat in Art’s arms.
When I finished my morning meeting, I called to
reconfirm my afternoon meeting and was told that the key
person was out sick. We rescheduled, and I went home.

Driving home I thought about calling Kat and telling her
I would be home sometime after dinner but thought she
might cancel her date so I decided to surprise her.
Pulling up in front of our house I saw the babysitter’s
car in the driveway. I pulled my car in the garage and
went in. The kids were delighted to see me and after
sending the babysitter home, kept me busy until I tucked
them in bed.

I watched TV for a while then went to bed. Laying in
bed, my mind kept flashing lewd images of my wife being
sexed by a black lover. I guess I dozed off because the
next thing I knew Kat turned on a bathroom light. For a
moment she babbled about being concerned about not
seeing the babysitter’s car then being relieved to see
my car in the garage.

To stop her nervous babbling I hopped out of bed and
took her in my arms as I kissed her passionately. As my
tongue explored the depths of her mouth, I was sure I
could taste Art’s sperm. Anxious to see her ravaged
body, my fingers began undoing her clothing as my cock
tried to burst out of my pants. Kat on the other hand
was nervous about me seeing her and was blushing
heavily.

Pushing her dress off her shoulders, I guided her to our
bed. As her dress slid over her shapely hips and her
flat tummy I noticed that she didn’t have any panties on
and her blond pussy fuzz was coated with half-dried
sperm. Her bare boobs each had some passion s on them
and her nipples were sticking out like finger tips. It
was obvious that they had seen plenty of attention
already.

Kat fussed about wanting to get cleaned up, that she was
a mess and hadn’t expected me to be home. I pulled her
against me and fell on the bed as I kissed her wildly
and told Kat, I loved her. Slowly her body relaxed and
her hands held me tenderly instead of trying to get
free.

Kat stuttered out, “Y-you, aren’t mad that I got carried
away and had sex with him? I didn’t plan it that way but
he got me so horny I couldn’t say no.”

I answered her with another kiss as I held her tightly.
As I assured her that I was not mad, I knew when I told
her she could go out with him again there was always the
possibility of sex.

Tears welled up in Kat’s eyes as she blubbered on about
how much she loved me and that I was so good to her.
When I tried to wipe away the tears, she turned her head
away.

“Please let me let me finish before you say any more…
I-I… let him come in me. He said he couldn’t wear a
condom because they were too tight and was going to pull
out but it felt so good we forgot until it was too late.
He was still so hot and his cock didn’t go down until he
fucked me two more times. Art has a cock like “Willy”
and has balls are as big as yours.

Kissing away her tears I told her, it was OK. I held her
quietly not saying anything for a while then I began
kissing her neck. Slowly I kissed down to her boobs,
tasting her. Her body tasted of sex. Her nipples still
inflamed from her lover, throbbed in my mouth. Kat
moaned softly then weakly said “Please, I’m a mess let
me get cleaned up.”

I ignored her and worked my wandering lips down her
belly tasting her. The closer I got to her pussy the
stronger the smell of sex and the taste of Art’s juices.
Soon I was over Kat with my face buried in her sperm
covered pussy. Kat gave up all resistance and pulled my
little cock into her mouth. My tongue had no trouble
delving into her dilated pussy as I scooped out Art’s
globs of sperm.

I had often eaten Kat’s pussy after I had fucked her in
order to get her off but this was the first time I had
ever tasted another man’s sperm. If I hadn’t loved Kat
as much as I do I would have felt different but
strangely I didn’t feel threatened or humiliated.
Scooping out a glob of sperm, I thought Art’s sperm
might have made a baby in her already as Kat had never
used any protection.

My mind raced with the ramifications as I tried to
remember when her last period was and figure out if she
was ripe. Oddly if felt disappointed when I figured that
Kat probably was passed her “fertility window.” I was
shocked, I wanted her pregnant, pregnant by another man,
a black man at that. The more those thoughts bounced
around in my mind the more I realized I wanted Kat to
get knocked up by her black lover.

I wanted to watch them in action, wanted to see his huge
black cock plunging into her blond pussy, to see her
impaled under his big black body. Then I wanted to see
her belly growing it contained her lover’s baby and that
it would not look at all like me or our other children.

Kat soon began moaning around my cock as I ate her
pussy. The feel of her swollen labia further inflamed my
lust making me come much quicker then I wanted. Instead
of disappointing Kat, she purred like a contented kitten
as she drank my cream. She knew there was plenty of ball
cream in my bull nuts. After bringing her to her second
climax she asked me to stop as her pussy was a little
sore from Art’s monster. She went back to milking my
cock as I tenderly stroked her sexy body.

I had already filled her mouth for the second time when
I asked her if she wanted Art to fuck her again. Her
gentle sucking stopped, then started without any other
indication she had heard me. Several minutes went by and
I was beginning to think she was not going to answer
when she lifted her head and said, “He won’t use a
condom.” She kissed my balls and went back to nursing on
my cock.

I thought about her comment as I delighted in her
attention to my cock. If I told her it was okay to fuck
Art again without a condom I would be telling her to let
him knock her up. My balls twitched as the thought ran
thru my horny mind.

I tried to think rationally about all the factors
involving interracial children but between Kat’s
fantastic mouth and the idea of her being bred by a big
black buck, over rode logic. For the first time, I told
Kat that I wanted to see Art fucking her.

Again Kat stopped sucking, she just held my cock in her
mouth as she rested her head on my thigh. Occasionally
she would gently suck then stop, this went on for a half
hour or more. I knew that she was in deep thought
because many times before she had done the same thing
when pondering a weighty decision. As I said, earlier
sex is a big part of Kat’s life.

When it came time to by a new car Kat sucked my cock for
hours before giving her opinion. When we talked about
getting a new house, she sucked my cock for hours every
day for a week. When we had talked about her trying a
well-hung lover she told me that she would never think
about leaving me because in addition to loving me dearly
she knew she would never find a cock as suckable as
mine.

When I dated Kat, I knew that she had dated others and
had sex with them. When the matter of the size of my
cock came up, she told me that the other guys she had
dated weren’t hung much better then I and had figured
that was all she was going to get. She told me I won out
over the others for several reasons but my bull nuts
sold her.

Kat let my cock slide out of her hot mouth and cuddled
up to me. With her lips still covered with our juices
she kissed me on my lips before saying. Everyone will
know that the babies are not yours. Does that bother
you?

I kissed her and said. They will be ours and that is all
that matters to me. I know that some people may frown on
us but I really don’t care. With that we cuddled up and
fell asleep.

Chapter 2

Over the next few days nothing was said until the phone
rang at dinner time. Kat answered the phone and I knew
that it was Art. Kat answered a couple questions with
yes and no then she looked directly at me. Her eyes were
sparkling with lust as she bit her lip then said pick me
up about nine o’clock. She blew a kiss at the receiver
before hanging it up and prancing sexily back to the
stove.

As Kat put dinner on the table she said she needed to
shave before she went out. My cock twitched in my pants,
was she asking me to shave her? Occasionally I had
shaved her legs and pussy as part of our sex games but
usually I was the one who made the suggestion. By me
shaving her, I would be giving her my blessing to go out
on her “date.”

We ate dinner and talked about anything except what was
on our minds. Dinner was just about finished when I
said. “I’ll help you shave then clean up the kitchen
while you get dressed.” Kat looked at me in mild
surprise before asking if I was sure. I swallowed and
assured her that I knew what I was doing.

She kissed me and started toward the bedroom with a
quick look over her shoulder to see if I was following.
She did a bit of a double take and a big grin lit up her
face when she the bulge and wet spot on my pants as I
stood to go with her.

In the bedroom Kat did a quick striptease as I grabbed
the shaving stuff. Boldly she sat on the counter in the
bathroom placing her feet up, exposing her pussy almost
like she would to a doctor. Wordlessly she watched as I
began shaving.

Having finished shaving the blond fuzz off her outer
labia I started toward the remaining tuft of blond hair
above her clit when she told me to leave it so Art would
know that she is a real blond. I almost came in my
pants. Kat asked me to get her hand mirror.

Quickly I returned with it, hoping that she would be
pleased with my shaving job. Satisfied, Kat hopped off
the counter and gave me a kiss before jumping in the
shower.

I was in the kitchen cleaning up when the door bell
rang. Grabbing a towel to dry my hands, I went to the
door. Opening the door I saw Art’s smiling face, with
smooth confidence he asked if Kat was ready. I was glad
the kids were in bed so I wouldn’t have to explain why
mommy was going out with Art. Kat came out of the
bedroom dressed to thrill.

The way her nipples were poking out I knew she had left
her bra in the dresser and I wouldn’t have been
surprised if she had left her panties there too. She
gave me a kiss and told me not to wait up for her as she
took Art’s hand and went out. It wasn’t until I heard
Art’s car drive off that I realized my cock was tenting
out the front of my pants. Trying to get my cock under
control I went back to cleaning up the kitchen. Not even
that helped.

After trying to watch TV, I gave up and went to our
bedroom and jerked off. That helped a bit but my mind
kept teasing me with images of Kat being fucked by a big
black cock. Our youngest daughter woke up and getting
her back to sleep almost took my mind off Kat’s date but
no sooner had I quieted Lynn down then I began thinking
about kids and wondering when Kat would get knocked up
by Art.

About two a.m. I heard Kat come in. Quietly she turned
off the lights and came into the bedroom. Thinking I was
asleep she didn’t turn a light on. Just as she peeled
her clothes off, I turned on a bedside light.

Kat reacted like a deer caught in headlights, her hands
covering her crotch.

Sitting up, I softly told her not to hide from me. She
blushed as she nervously let her hands go to her sides.
I guess she didn’t want me to see how swollen her pussy
lips were, or the fresh love bites. But then again she
probably was embarrassed to be seen with his sperm
drooling down her legs. Before she could step in the
bathroom I got up and took her in my arms.

As I kissed her, I noticed her lips were puffy and
tasted of sperm. My cock jumped to attention pressing
into her belly. Taking her hand, I guided her to our
bed, even as she protested that she was too messy.
Mindful that her pussy might be sore I dove for her
freshly fucked pussy. The smell and taste sent me into
heaven.

Kat stopped fighting me after I sucked her labia in my
mouth and rubbed them with my tongue. She not only
stopped fussing but started telling me about her date.
That was too much for my cock, I shot a big load on the
sheets as I continued to suck and lick her well-fucked
pussy. Finally Kat begged me to let her up to pee.

Standing in the bathroom door, I told Kat that I loved
her. She looked up at me and smiled, then said, “I guess
you really are turned on by this.”

I just smiled in response.

***

Two days later Kat’s period came. We talked a lot about
what was bound to happen if she kept on letting Art come
in her and how it would affect us. Kat said she would
stop seeing Art if I insisted. My answer was to not say
anything and kiss her.

Several times, Kat talked to Art during her period but
they didn’t go out. I would ask how he was but nothing
about her dating again. A couple times when Art called,
I answered the phone. We would talk for a couple minutes
then I would get Kat on the phone.

It was a little over a week after her period that Kat
told me, she had lined up a baby sitter for Friday
night, all night. With a twinkle in her eyes she asked
if I wanted to cancel the babysitter or get a hotel
room. I stuttered out. “A-are you going to let him come
in you?”

Kat smiled lewdly. My voice sounded like a squeaky
whisper as I told her watching her and her lover had
always been my strongest fantasy.

She told me Art had agreed on the condition that I not
interfere. I promised to be a fly on the wall unless
invited. It was the right answer for Kat, for me I
wasn’t really sure but it was too late to stop things.
For the next two days I could hardly focus on work as I
kept thinking of Kat, pregnant with a black baby.

One minute I was scared, the next, my cock was ready to
come. Kat appeared a bit nervous but never mentioned
anything about backing out of her date. By Friday night
I was a nervous wreck, Kat appeared as calm as if she
was just going to a movie. In the car driving to meet
Art, Kat asked if everything was all right.

I forced a smile and told Kat, I would be all right. It
was a lie, the butterflies in my stomach were having
butterflies.

***

Seeing us enter the hotel lobby Art walked over to greet
us. His welcome was not what my nightmares had pictured.
Instead of grabbing my wife and running for the room, he
escorted us to the lounge and its friendly sounding
entertainment. Just before entering the lounge I
remembered that I needed to register and get room keys.
Art offered to help but I insisted that he and Kat go
and have fun.

I went back to the car and got our things, registered
and all that stuff then after looking the scene of the
coming impregnation, over I went back to the lobby to
join Art and Kat. Not seeing them at one of the tables,
my brain started to go into a panic mode.

Before I did something silly, a big black hand waved at
me from the dance floor. I eased over to the bar and got
a drink as I waited for that dance to end. No sooner was
my drink in my hand then Kat came over and kissed me.
Standing patiently Art waited for Kat to urge me to join
them at their table.

At the table I made a comment about feeling like a third
leg. Art quickly told me that he wanted me to join them
and he wanted me to have a good time. He also assured
that he wasn’t trying to steal my wife.

Since I wouldn’t be driving, I didn’t worry about having
several drinks but after the second I told myself it
would be stupid to get so drunk I passed out or made a
fool out of myself.

By the time my second drink began to kick in I was
realizing that Art was a nice guy and I could see why
Kat was attracted to him. To my surprise Kat danced not
only with Art and myself but several other men. As Art
and I talked I started to relax and enjoy our special
night. After one dance that left Art and I at the table
Kat returned to hear us laughing over a joke.

With a naughty gleam in her eyes she asked if we were
going to sit there all night or move the party upstairs.
Without further deliberation we took our drinks and
headed to our room. We were the only ones in the
elevator so I wasn’t surprised to see Art put his hand
on Kat’s hip and pull her close for a kiss. It was a
kiss of lovers, hot and passionate but without breaking
Art’s embrace Kat reached out and pulled me close.
Nothing w id but her gesture made me feel much more
comfortable.

No sooner were we in the room when Art took Kat in his
arms. As they kissed passionately, Art began undressing
her. After turning off most of the lights I went and sat
in a chair in a dark corner. I’ve seen sexy stripteases
but none of them could hold a candle to the sight I saw
as Art skillfully undressed my wife.

When Kat’s dress fell to the floor she was nude except
for her garter belt and stockings. I knew she hadn’t
worn a bra but I didn’t know she was panty-less.
Needless to say my cock was hard enough to pick a lock.

Kat didn’t wait for Art to undress, as soon as her dress
started to slide down her body, she attacked his cloths.
Dropping to her knees she took the head of his
stiffening black cock in her mouth as she fumbled to
untie his shoes. Art’s cock stretched Kat’s lips to
their limit as she sucked and licked on his uncut cock.

I wondered why Kat hadn’t told me that Art wasn’t
uncircumcised, I was sure it felt different then my
neatly trimmed weenie. I’m not going to tell you that
Art’s cock was as long as a telephone pole, no it is
more like a tree stump, about eight inches long and very
thick.

After letting Kat warm up his cock, Art guided her to
her feet for a hot kiss. The contrast of Kat’s lightly
tanned body against his black skin was thrilling. They
appeared to melt onto the bed, never breaking their
embrace. The soft lighting in the room gave me just
enough light to see their passionate caresses without
making it look like we were making a porno movie.

In spite of having a raging hard-on Art took his time
worshiping Kat’s sexy body. Kat in turn was moaning and
telling him to fuck her. He in turn was taking his time,
enjoying teasing her. Kat was so hot she was starting to
sound like a cat in heat as she begged for his cock.
After kissing his way up her body he nestled his cock in
her now dripping pussy.

Kat threw her hips up at him impaling herself on his
thick cock. Art responded by driving his hips down. The
force was so strong I could hear the air being forced
out of Kat’s lungs. Art’s hips looked like he was
driving poles instead of fucking. The short hard thrusts
were making grunting sounds come from deep within Kat.

Far from complaining Kat had her feet resting on his
butt and her hands on his sides as she looked up at him
with flames of lust. It couldn’t have been five minutes
before Kat yelled “Oh my god! Yes! I’m coming!” Art
didn’t lessen his pace, his face a picture of
concentration. I was sure he was holding his own ax back
as I admired his technique.

I moved my chair to get a better view of Art’s cock
plunging into Kat’s pussy just in time to witness his
ball’s tense up and to see his potent black sperm being
pumped into Kat’s fertile belly. Kat felt it and yelled
for Art to knock her up, to give her his baby.

Art froze then looked at me. I flashed him a smile and a
slight nod, suggesting it was all right. He jabbed his
hips twice more causing his balls to tighten and fire
more sperm into Kat’s womb then rested with his thick
cock trapping his sperm in her womb.

As they came down from their climaxes Art asked if she
really wanted him to knock her up. Kat took his face in
her hands and kissed him then looking at me she said,
“Ben wants to see my belly swell with your baby and so
do I.”

Art rolled off Kat to lay at her side as he looked over
at me, his face a mixture of amazement and excitement.
For a few moments, we looked at each other collecting
our thoughts.

“That was just pillow talk, wasn’t it?” Art asked.

Kat kissed him and asked if he had a problem with
impregnating a willing white gal. With a nervous chuckle
he said he didn’t want a pissed off husband pumping lead
in his black ass but he had dreamed about doing it. I
laughed and assured him that about the only thing that I
might shoot at them was a little sperm.

For an hour or more we talked about our relationship and
mixed race babies. As we talked, I had moved so I could
clearly see Kat’s swollen red pussy lips and Art’s sperm
oozing out. Kat noticed the focus of my attention.
“Don’t be shy you can lick my pussy,” she said.

I wanted to crawl under the bed and hide from the
humiliation but the attraction of her pussy was too
strong. As if in a trance, I rose from the chair,
blushing from head to toe. I didn’t know what to do as I
had planned to be neither seen nor heard during that
night. Before I could sit on the bed Kat reminded me
that I was still dressed and that I would have to get
rid of my cloths first. It hit me that Kat was the one
who was really in charge. Art and I were her lovers and
at her command.

My feelings toward Art changed from that of a potential
adversary, to a “brother in lust.” Somehow my clothes
vanished from my body and I was on the bed between Kat’s
legs. As my tongue scooped up gobs of Art’s sperm I was
sure he would tease me about eating his sperm but he
didn’t. He did comment about how I appeared to be very
good at stimulating her with my mouth and could see why
Kat had made it clear she wouldn’t think of leaving me.

I was so damn proud, I felt like I was glowing. I put
everything I had into eating Kat’s pussy. She got the
message and was soon moaning with ecstasy as she humped
my probing tongue. Kat tensed and climaxed strongly as I
nibbled gently on her clit. As I gently kissed her
pussy, the bed shook, looking up I saw that Art had
moved up to put his cock in Kat’s mouth. Opening wide
she took the head in her mouth and began to suck it. Her
lips were stretched to their limit as she did her best.

Soon Kat let Art’s cock pop out of her mouth as she
begged him to fuck her. Art looked at me as if to ask my
permission, I rolled over, vacating Kat’s pussy and
waved my hand to offer him access. Art moved around to
get into position as I started to back off. He looked at
me and told me I didn’t have to get off the bed and he
didn’t have a problem with me playing with Kat as he had
sex with her.

I couldn’t believe how fast things had changed but I was
happy with the way things were going. Being able to
touch Kat as her lover had sex with her was beyond my
dreams. Kat pulled me to her and kissed me with more
passion then I could have imagined. She grunted into my
mouth as Art drove his cock into her baby maker. With a
dreamy look Kat whispered, “He’s going to knock me up.
He’s going to give me a black baby.”

I kissed and stroked her as I whispered that I knew. Kat
then asked if I wanted to see my slut wife get bred by
her black stud. I told her I didn’t want to miss it for
anything. We kissed again the Kat asked me to tell Art
to make sure he got her pregnant. Art’s head was only
inches away and I’m sure he heard but somehow I managed
to say what Kat asked. Art slowed his strokes and told
me I had the most wonderful wife in the world and that I
was lucky to have her. Uncomfortable with the praise I
mumbled thanks.

Art turned his attention back to breeding Kat.
Masterfully he drove his cock in my wife bringing her
obvious sexual pleasure. My hands found their way to
Kat’s rock hard nipples adding to her pleasure as well
as mine. Art gave plenty of warning that he was close to
coming so I moved to watch his balls.

No sooner was I in position than he jammed his cock hard
into Kat and spat out, “Here comes your baby!” Kat
howled like a cat being bred as her legs held him
tightly in.

After resting with his cock stuffed in her, he started
to pull out. Kat told him to stop until I had a chance
to stuff a pillow under her ass. Taking my cue I stuffed
a pillow under her as she lifted off the bed. That time
instead of getting between her legs she guided me into a
sixty-nine.

No sooner had her lips surrounded my cock than I was
blasting her tonsils with my pent up sperm. She just
purred and swallowed as my tongue licked her well-fucked
pussy. Twice, Kat drained my cock, before letting go of
my cock. She then wanted Art and me to cuddle up with
her.

Cuddling up we were both offered a nipple to suck on. I
guess I dosed off, because when I opened my eyes Art was
now between Kat’s legs slowly moving his cock in and out
of her pussy. About an hour later Art finally pulled his
tired but semi erect cock out of her and Kat suggested
that we take a shower and then a short nap. Instead of
the orgy I expected, our shower was just “friendly
hands,” washing each other.

Back in bed I dropped into a deep sleep and had a vague
recollection of them having sex sometime during the
night.

I awakened to a piss hard-on and a full bladder. Art and
Kat were still asleep so I eased out of bed and quietly
made my way to the bathroom.

After relieving myself I stepped back in the bedroom and
stood looking at Kat and Art snuggled up to each other.
The contrast of their skin colors sent a strange tingle
thru me. The thought that my wife’s fertile womb was
awash with sperm from Art’s big black balls made my own
tingle. I knew that she was pregnant.

I slipped some cloths on and went down to the coffee
shop for some coffee and something to eat. Sitting in a
quiet corner I sipped my coffee and nibbled a muffin as
I thought about what had happened. Could I live with a
child who was obviously not from my loins? How would our
white children feel about having a tan brother or
sister? Had I done the right thing by allowing it to
happen?

There was no question in my mind about giving up my
children. I still loved Kat and Art was a nice guy so
why was I sitting there, instead of up in the room with
them? Answering my own question, I ordered two coffees
and several muffins, to go.

Easing into the room I heard the sounds of passionate
kissing. Art was over Kat, kissing and sucking on her
nipples. Sensing my presence Kat opened her eyes and
smiled warmly. “Art promised to keep breeding me until
I’m pregnant, isn’t that great?”

Feeling her joy, I smiled at her and pointed at the
bulge in my pants as I said that we were all excited.
Art let Kat’s boob flesh pop from his mouth as he looked
up at me. “You can warm her up some more, while I take a
leak,” Art said as he got up.

I set the coffee and muffins on the night stand as I
made a joke about not being able to live on lust alone.
When Kat commented that I had only brought two coffees I
told her I had already eaten. She scooted up a bit and
reached for her coffee and a muffin.

Art returned and thanked me for bringing coffee. Kat
teased me about me being the only one with clothes on
and for staring at her pussy. I told her that I had
never seen her pussy look so swollen and full of sperm.
Kat patted Art’s thigh and told me it was his doing but
promised that I would see it looking like that a lot
from then on.

As Kat spoke, she spread her legs more, showing off her
pussy. It was more then I could stand so I dove between
her legs and stabbed my tongue into Art’s sperm as it
drooled out. Kat moaned loudly and stroked my head as I
helped myself to my second breakfast. Her moans became
louder as she humped her hot pussy on my tongue and held
my head into her pussy. In a few minutes she was
climaxing around my tongue as she babbled about how much
she loved me.

I told Art it was his turn as I rolled out of the way.
Without hesitation he pulled Kat back to the center of
the bed and mounted her. For the next hour I kissed and
teased her nipples as I told Kat how much I was looking
forward to watching her belly grow and to have another
baby. I must have said the magic words because Kat
hugged and kissed me as her hips fucked back at Art’s
driving cock.

***

We rested and talked quietly for a while before getting
cleaned up and checking out of the hotel. Not much was
said on the drive home and after the commotion of being
greeted by our children Kat went back to being quiet. It
wasn’t until we were getting ready for bed that Kat
turned to me and shrugged off her night gown. As I
looked at her, I remembered the last time I had seen
that look. It was just after I had knocked her up with
our second child.

“Does it bother you that I let Art give me hickies?” she
asked.

Suddenly I saw that she had love bites all over her
breasts and all around her pussy. My cock answered for
me by stiffening. Kat grinned as she noticed my cock.

“I guess I’m going to have my work cut out for me,
keeping your balls drained as you watch my belly grow.”

I took Kat in my arms and laid her on our bed and told
her that I love her.

***

The next day Kat was on the phone talking with Art,
seeing when he could come over to breed her.

For the next two weeks Art visited our bed three or four
times a week to fill Kat’s womb. The time for Kat’s
period came and went then Kat started having an upset
stomach in the mornings. Now that Kat’s pregnancy was
official, she asked Art what his plans were.

I didn’t know about it until Kat told me Art wanted to
come over and talk with me. I was quite confused as Art
had been coming and going freely and had gotten to know
our other children. Kat wouldn’t give me any clue about
what was going on so I was all in a tizzy when he
arrived.

The first thing Art did when we closed the door to my
den was, gave me a paper that gave me all legal rights
to the baby he had planted in my wife. He then asked if
I would consider letting him become a part of our
family. The two of us talked for hours. Kat would stick
her head in to bring us drinks then leave.

About midnight Kat came in wearing a see-thru nightie.
None of her charms were hidden as she asked if she could
join our discussion. Our final decision was to see how
things evolved but there would be no restrictions on his
visits.

This story took place six years ago. We sold our house
and built a bigger one to house our bigger family. Kat
is now pregnant with Art’s, third child and happier than
anyone has a right to be.

Me, well… Kat won’t let Art put his cock in her unless
mine is in her mouth, or double fucking her with me in
her ass.

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