We Are Going To Have A Baby

We are going to have a baby.

By loveofmyLife75.

We have now been married for almost two great years. My wife’s name is Janet and my name is Peter. I had first met her some eighteen months before we tied the knot. My wife had more than two lovers before we met. She was a good deal better than I was, at having sex. When we first met, I fell in love with her.

After three short months. “Will you marry me,” I said. With a great surprise to me. “Yes,” Janet said with a kiss.

After a short time, I met her parents. Both were over the moon. In a few minutes, I hit it off her father. We both shared the same interests. Her parents were so pleased and set the date in twelve months. Soon after that, she met my parents. Both were over the moon.

God, she was much better in bed than I was.

I went out with my friend once a week. Janet did the same with her friends. Then one night I told them. “I am getting married to Janet next year,” I said. Two of my friends were taken back. I met up with my friends as it was getting closer to the wedding day. Both kept on saying the same thing.

“Don’t marry her.”… “She will drop her knickers for anyone,” they said. I brushed it off. All I was thinking of was that they wanted my girl. They kept on, saying it right up to the stag night.

“Don’t marry her.”… “She will drop her knickers for anyone,” they said. The wedding day came at last; we were married. And then we moved into a rented house.

After we were married, we still had our separate nights out with friends. Most of her friends were now married and two were pregnant. They became home mums not able to go out once a week because money was tight. Yet, one of them was still footloose. They were the only two that went out on girl’s nights out. I went out the same night to meet the only one of my friends not married.

Then after twelve months. She had seen her friend’s babies. She now started to talk about us having one or two kids. She came off the pill we were trying for a baby.

After six months had passed there was no sign Janet was getting pregnant.

It seemed that one of us had a problem. I did not speak to her about it. I went to the doctor to find out if I was at fault. I had my sperm tested. It was awkward, to say the least. And then the results came back. God, I was upset. I then found out that I was sterile. I was shocked and so I went to three more hospitals. All said the same.

I asked to see the head of the department. I had two or three questions? The first one, what has caused me to be sterile? The second one was how can I improve my sperm count? The third question is why I am unable to produce a child.

He explained why I was sterile. It was due to the following. When I was born, I was going to have a problem creating sperm. I had mumps when I was very young. The last one was an accident I had four years ago. That did not help my sperm count. It was because of all three that was why I was sterile.

All the tests had lasted over four long months. I had to live with the problem. What I was going to tell Janet. No not to for some time. Whilst the test was going on, having good sex three or four times a night. We were trying for a baby. Hoping they were all wrong. At night, I sat there looking at her. I knew she wanted children as much as I did.

When Janet was not at home, she would be at her mother’s or on girl’s nights out. I stopped going out on boy’s night for the last few months. At last, no more meetings at the hospital. It was not helpful at all. I tried to work out how to tell her that I could not give her any kids.

Then a light came on inside my head. She was not going out twice a week now it was three times a week. I had not thought about it before in the last few months.

She was now going out on Mondays, Wednesdays, and on Friday nights girl’s night out. Mondays and Wednesdays she would be home for ten. But on Fridays later she was out on a girl’s night out.

She was always a little later on Friday’s.

And our, sex life was dropping off. I put that down to me, I was worried I was sterile. Monday night, she was going out, and she dressed as though she was going out on the town. I guessed she was going out with her friend.

I tried to watch a movie. Peered at the clock It was coming up to ten. She will be in, in a few minutes. She was late. She was happy and we went to bed. We had no sex.

Tuesday night yes, we had sex but not the type of sex we had in the months before. And I did not know why. Wednesday night, she was going out, and she dressed as though she was going out on the town. I guessed she was going out with her friend.

I tried to watch a movie. Peered at the clock It was coming up to ten. She will be in, in a few minutes. She was late. Again, we had no sex. Thursday night, I was expecting a good night of sex there was nothing. Friday night, Janet was going out dressed as she was going out on the town with her friend.

I sat there thinking. There is something wrong with our sex life. It was dropping off. Beginning to think about it long and hard. I then realized our sex life had been dropping off for months. It was not down to me.

Then, it hit me she was screwing around but who would. I was hoping it was not with anybody I knew. If it was, I would kill him. I sat there staring at the TV. I was in a world of my own. The time passed so slowly that Friday night. I sat there waiting for her to come home. She came home one and an hour late and she was in a happy mood.

“Had a good night,” I said…. “We had a great time,” she said.

We went upstairs then she changed her underwear. No sex. She fell asleep. I went to the washing basket and picked up her knickers. Her knickers were wet with spunk.

I was thinking of what to do. Over the two days at the weekend, we had sex once. She was not the same when we made love.

Monday night, she was going out, and she dressed as though she was going out on the town. Peered at the clock It was coming up to ten. She will be in, in a few minutes. She was late. She was happy and we went to bed. Again, we had no sex.

I went to the washing basket and picked up her knickers. Her knickers were wet with spunk.

We had no sex on Tuesday night.

Wednesday night Janet was going out, Janet was going out dressed as she was going out on the town with her friend. Peered at the clock It was coming up to ten. She will be in, in a few minutes. She was late. Again, we had no sex. She was happy and we went to bed.

I went to the washing basket and picked up her knickers. Her knickers were wet with spunk.

Her knickers soaking wet with spunk she is screwing around. We had sex that Thursday Night.

Friday night Janet was going out, and she dressed as though she was going out on the town. Peered at the clock It was coming up to ten. She came home one and an hour late and she was in a happy mood.

“Had a good night,” I said…. “What a great time we both had,” she said.

She was happy and we went to bed. She fell asleep. I went to the washing basket and picked up her knickers. Her knickers were wet with spunk. That was enough for me.

Monday, I hired a PD who told him what was going on. I told him she was screwing around. I gave him her car number and colour. The time she left home and a photograph of her. He was on my case that same day.

“Sir, I will give you an update for this week on Saturday,” he said.

Yes, she was happy when she came home for those three nights. Our sex became less and less.

I went to the PD office on Saturday. “Sir it looks like your wife is screwing around,” he said…. “Do you know his name and address,” I said. There was a long pause.

“Sir, what I am going to say is something that will shock you,” he said…. “It was one of my friends.”…. “I knew it had to be one of them but which one,” I said.

“Sir, your wife on those three nights she is seeing three men,” he said. My mouth dropped wide open. I leaned his desk blurting out. “You did just say with three men.”… “Sorry, you must have been watching the wrong one,” I said.

He was expecting what I had just said to him. He then showed me photos of my wife. She was going inside a hotel and it showed the time and date. More of her leaving.

“Sir, we have checked with the hotel.”… “Your wife has been going there for the last three months on each of those nights,” he said. I sat there in silence. Just thinking about what the PD had just said to me. Then a pause.

“Sir, would you like me to continue?” he said. I looked at him. “I must know the truth, one way, or the other,” I said. There was a pause.

“Since she is using the same hotel and room, what we can do is have cameras in the room.”…

“We can get up to eight hours of recording showing time and date on the screen,” he said…. “Yes, carry on,” I said.

“I will give a full report for the next two weeks can you come to the office in two weeks?”… “Yes.”

I then left the office. My mind was spinning.

She was seeing three men in the last three months. I had to get control of myself. Walking around the same words he said kept on ringing in my head. (She was seeing three men over the last three months).

I went home to the rented house. I was raging mad at her. I do not know how I held my temper. Acting as though there was nothing wrong.

Sunday night, we had sex with a feeble show of loving sex from her. For the next two weeks, she did everything the same. Rage, anger, and hate were taking me over. I did not, what is the truth?

Saturday I was in the PD office. For the full report for the last two weeks.

“Sir, I must confirm that this is your wife we have been watching,”… “I will produce a photo of her that might upset you on each of the three nights.”… “Sir, here are the photos of her entering and leaving the hotel with time and date for each of the three nights.”… “Sir, these three photos may upset you,” he said.

Two of the photos of my wife naked on the bed. With her hand was holding a dick. The third photo is of my wife naked on the bed. Her arm was stretched out. She must be holding a dick but her arm was covering it up.

“Sir, I have something I must tell you.”… “What that might be.”… “I have been holding something from you,” he said.

Pause.

“One of the men is black!”… “Black, are you sure!”… “Yes.”… “It’s the Friday night one.”… “I am so sorry I know what is going on in your head,” he said.

My head was spinning well out of control. After a few minutes, I asked him for the bill.

He handed me all the DVD’s photos and the report he had done. I had to go and ask my father for money to pay the bill. My father gave me the money and never asked why.

I went to a bar and had a few drinks getting my head straight then I returned home. For the last few weeks, I had been troubled with what had been going on with Janet. I had not noticed she was being sick in the mornings. She was going to the doctors on Monday. When she got home that evening. She came running at me shouting out I got great news.

“And what that might be,” I said.

“We are going to have a baby,” screaming at me.

I smiled; as though I was happy, knowing it was not mine. Janet spent the next few hours on the phone telling everyone her news. I did not stop her from going out. I sat there working out what I must do.

Decided to keep the child if it was white. If it was a black divorce. If the child was white, I would be willing to call it my own for the love of her. Yes, both our parents were over the moon. Both our parents bought everything for their grandchild. Janet did not know she would have two children, nor did I. I was living a lie.

Janet still went out on the same nights. After two months, she stopped most probably her sex was getting awkward. I found a divorce solicitor two weeks before the baby was due to be born. I told him the whole story of what she was doing.

I gave my solicitor everything from the PD. I asked the solicitor to prepare papers for divorce just in case. I was still willing to call the white child my own.

I went to my mum and dad’s house to talk to dad. He was a quiet and understanding man. I knew my father helped a few men in the past. I was at my mum and dad’s house. “Dad fancy a drink in the pub.”… “Off to the pub you two have not had a drink in a long time.” mum said. We headed for dad’s pub which was just round the corner.

“Dad, I don’t want a drink,”… “I want to tell you a few things,” I said. We found a bench and sat down. “Dad please let me tell you without you stopping me it’s going to be hard to say this to you.”

“Yes, son.”… “I don’t know where to start.”… “Peter starts at the beginning and don’t leave anything out,” dad said. With a big lump in my throat. “Dad, she’s been screwing around for over eleven months!”… “Dad, the baby is not mine, I am sterile!” I said.

My head fell forward into both my hand’s dad held me. “Son, may I speak.”… “Of course, dad.”… “Son, how do you know she has been screwing around? “And how do you know you are sterile?” dad said.

“Dad, I hired an PD for three weeks to check up on her.”… “I have proof and it is all with the divorce solicitor.”… “Dad, that money I asked you for months ago.”… “That was to pay the PD.”… “Dad, I have decided and you may not like it.”… “If the baby is white, I intend to bring it up as mine and for her sake, not mine, because I love her so very much.”… “I do understand you,” dad said.

“Dad but if it is black! YES, dad black!… I will divorce her if the papers are in place in the case.”

“Peter, what makes you think the baby could be black?”… “She was screwing a black man on Friday nights.”… “When you and mum are in the hospital, if it is white then ok.”… “But dad, if it is black.”… “I will ask you to leave taking mum with you.”… “Sorry dad, I will have to leave it up to try and explain things to mum.”… “Yes, “… “Let us wait, and see,” dad said.

She went into labour.

I was in the hospital for twelve hours waiting for the birth. I sent for both parents. They were sitting in the waiting room. Ready to celebrate the birth of their first grandchild. I was in the room for the birth. The child was a white girl. Then a second child was to enter the world.

The hospital staff was looking at each other. They looked after the baby. It was a black boy.

The hospital staff handed the little girl to her. Then the black boy.

“That not mine where is my other child?” she said…. “This is your child,”… “Ask your husband he has been here all the time you have been giving birth,” The staff member said. Janet just looked at me. She knew then our marriage was over. I was staring at her now with hate. “Janet, I know it is not the right time but I am divorcing you,”… “The divorce papers will be here tomorrow.” I said.

I turned and went out of the room. I went to the waiting room to tell HER grandparents!

“Janet cannot see anyone, just now,” the doctor said…. “She had a baby girl, and a baby boy,” I said.

My mum jumped up and ran over to Janet’s mum jumping for joy. I walked over to my father and whispered in his ear. “The girl is white the boy is black take mum home now,” I said.

My mum and dad left the waiting room. I had no idea what dad was going to tell mum within the next hour or so. I had to tell Janet’s parents and this was going to be hard. I looked at both with a deep breath.

“You both can go in now,” I said…. “What about your parents,” they said. I was looking at them. They had no idea what was waiting for them. “Please listen to me before you see her.”… “Yes, what is Peter,” they said…. “Please sit down, what I am about to tell you is going to shock you both.”… “Sorry I am divorcing her as soon as possible.”… “JANET’S CHILDREN ARE NOT MINE!”

“She has been screwing around for months on end.”… “I don’t know who the white girl belongs too.”… “And I have no idea who is black boy belongs to.”… “Peter, you just said black boy?” they said.

That’s right you have a white granddaughter and a black grandson,” I said. They said nothing.

“She has been screwing every Friday night.”… “Janet is a slut and a whore.”… “Sorry, you will have to look after her from now on.”… “The next time I see Janet will be in court.”… “I will bring all her clothes around to your house.”… “And all the baby stuff tomorrow.”… “I am leaving now to go and see your slut of a daughter she knows you are here,” I said.

The following day divorce papers were served.

I dropped off all her clothes, nursery furniture, and baby stuff at her parent’s. Her parents wanted to talk to me. I declined no point to it. She signed divorce papers the same day. I waited for the divorce to come through.

I went to my parent’s house and my mother asked me to tell her everything.

“Peter, tell me,” Mum said…. “Mum, if I tell you, it will only upset you.”… “I am your mother, nothing in this world will upset me.”…” Peter, will you tell me everything?” mum said.

“Mum, are you sure.”… “Mum it will only sadden you big time.”… “Peter, tell me now,”… “Mum, I am sterile.”… “I am unable to have children.”… “I was born with the problem according to four separate doctors I have been to see.”… “I had mumps when I was very young.”… “If you remember, I also had an accident that did not help things.”

“What hurts me so much that I cannot pass on the surname Williams.”… “All because of my problem.”… “She started going out three nights a week.”… “She said she was going to her mother’s two nights a week.”… “I thought she was going out with a friend.”… “She told me on Friday’s she was on a girl’s night out.”… “Mum, she lied to me.”

“Mum, may I stop.”… “No, tell me.”… “Then all things changed.”… “Then I noticed she was getting dressed for a night out on the town.”… “Our sex life had gone downhill fast.”… “When she came home, she changed her underwear.”… “I checked her underwear; it was soaked with seamen.”

“So, I hired a PD for three weeks.”… “He got me with all the proof that she was screwing around.”…

“I have photographs, recordings, and a full written report.”… “The originals I have handed over to my divorce solicitor.”… “He is the one who had the divorce papers served on her.”… “I think that is all you should know for now,” I said.

“Peter, I said I want you to tell me everything.”… “Mum, the rest will upset you.”… “Peter out with it,” mum said. Dad gives mum a strong drink. I had a drink as well.

“She was screwing around with three men, I have proof, but I do not know if there were any more.”… “She saw one man on Monday and a different man on Wednesday.”

“Mum, do you want to know the rest.”… “Peter out with the rest of it.”… “Yes,” mum.

“She was screwing a black man on Friday nights,” I said. Mum had a big drink and was silent for a while. “In the hospital that is why you did not want me to see the black baby,” mum said…. “Yes.” mum.

“Mum, the divorce papers have been served on her,” I said…. “Peter, what are you going to do now.”… “Mum, get divorced as quickly as possible.”… “Mum dad can help me out with money to pay the solicitor fees,” I said…. “Yes, son,” dad said.

The months went by.

It was time I looked at all the information from the PD.

Then I picked up the recording for Monday night and hit the play button.

In the hotel room. Mr Monday holds her by the waist as they get closer. Their lips met and there was a long kiss. My wife turns her back to Mr Monday. He finds the zipper on the back of her light blue low cut top dress. Then he slowly pulls down the zipper all the way down. My wife turns to face him.

She takes off her light blue low cut top dress. Pulling it off her shoulders letting it fall to the floor. She goes to the zipper on his pants. Down it goes. He unbuckles his belt then his pants button. He pulls his pants down.

He has to sit on the bed to take off his pants. His shoes and socks come off at the same time. He takes his pants off. He stands up and a bulge growing in his briefs. My wife stands in front of him in her bra and knickers kicking off her heels. He takes his shirt off. He throws it onto a chair.

He stands up and a bulge growing. They move closer together. His hands go behind her back. He unclips her bra, pulling it off her. That joins his shirt on the chair. He rolls his hands around her tits.

He grips her nipples; they are sticking out like pearls. His hands cup her tits. His mouth finds her right nipple, he sucks it hard.

He takes hold of her knicker and starts to pull them down her legs. He carries on slipping her knickers down to her ankles. He lifts her leg and takes off one of her heels. Her ankle comes out from her knickers. He does the same with her other leg. Her knickers land on the floor. He wants to get inside her.

He stands up and the bulge in his briefs is good and hard. My wife takes hold of his briefs and takes them off. His dick jumps out. He is only the same size as me.

I wonder why she is with him.

She looks up and grabs hold of his dick takes it into her mouth. My wife starts to suck Mr Monday’s dick. She sucks him for a couple of minutes. He gets on the bed. Then he spreads his legs wide. She kneels down between his legs and his dick goes in her mouth. She sucks it for ages. He calls out I am Cumming. She sucks harder and he shoots his spunk in her mouth. She swallows every last drop of his spunk. She rolls off him on her back.

He spread her legs as wide as he could. He kneels down between her legs. One finger goes in her twat. Then a second and then a third. His finger going in and out as quick as he can. His other hand is squeezing her tit. He stops finger fucking her and in goes his dick in her twat. His wet twat fingers go in her mouth. She sucks and licks them clean.

Her legs wrap around his waist he fucks her faster. Both his hands start to squeeze her tits. Her hands go on top of his. Faster she calls out. He goes that bit faster. She calls fuck me hard and faster. She starts to lose control. He calls out I am nearly there. She lets out a cry. He shot his spunk in her twat.

He rolls off her finger and slides back in her twat. She holds his wrist making his hand and fingers fuck her. She quickly lets out a moan then a scream. He wastes no time his head is between her legs. Sucking and thrusting his long tongue in her wet twat. He loves the taste of her twat. Minutes go by and she holds his head tight. Loud moans come from her. She calls me Cumming. He sucks and thrusts his long tongue in and out of her twat. She lets go of his head.

They rest a while. “Get at the bottom of the bed, kneel down and spread your legs,” he said. He gets behind her and goes his dick in on thrust. Her right hand goes between her legs and grasps hold of his balls. He is thrusting in and out pretty fast. She is making him go faster by pulling at his balls. His hips start to shake and hers are doing the same. God, I am Cumming, he calls out. Her head is pressing in the bed. A muffed moan comes from her followed by a scream. He holds her hips tight and shoots his spunk in her twat.

He stays there, his dick is still hard. She moves her arm and supports herself on her elbows. “Give me your wrists slut,” he said. Her head meets the bed sheets on one side. She moves both her arms to her side. He takes hold of her wrists pulling them towards him. He pulls her arms and starts to fuck as fast as he can. Minutes go by he calls get this load of spunk in your twat slut. At the same time a loud moan came from her. And he shoots his spunk in her twat.

They both stay on the bed. My wife goes down to his dick and it goes in her mouth. She wants to taste her juices and his spunk. He is all done in. She cleans herself up a bit. He looks at her. “You are in charge next week with a smile,” he said. They get dressed and they leave.

I went and got two bears from the fridge. Then I picked up the recording for Wednesday night and hit the play button.

In the hotel room. Mr Wednesday holds her by the waist as they get closer. Their lips met and there was a long kiss. My wife turns her back to Mr Wednesday. He finds the zipper on the back of her black short dress. Then he slowly pulls down the zipper all the way down. My wife turns to face him.

He holds her at her waist tightly. Their lips met again and there was a long kiss. They break from their long kiss.

Both his hands go to my wife’s shoulders. He grips her black short dress. Sliding it off her shoulders he lets the dress fall to the floor. She steps out of it. My wife is standing in front of Mr Wednesday. She is in her matching bra and lacy knickers with heels. She smiled at him and said she wanted it soon.

Down goes the zipper on his pants. She unbuckles his belt then his pants button. She gives them a quick tug and they fall down to his ankles. His shirt is quickly undone and it lands on her l black short dress. Their lips met once again and there was a long kiss. They break from their long kiss.

He has to sit on the bed to take off his pants. They join with the other clothes in a heap on the floor. His shoes and socks come off in double quick time. He stands up and a bulge growing in his briefs. Their lips met once again and there was a long kiss. They break from their long kiss.

He turns her around facing the mirror. She looks into his eyes through the mirror with a smile. He unclips her bra pulling it off. That joins the heap of clothes on the floor. She looked in the mirror and his hands held my wife’s tits. He rolled his hands around her tits. He grips her nipples. They are sticking out nice and hard. He grips her nipples with his fingers twisting and pulling them. His hands cup her tits. Her hands go on top of his hands. He turns her round. Their lips met once again and there was a long kiss. They break from their long kiss.

His mouth finds her right nipple, he sucks it hard. She holds the back of his head pulling to her right tit. He takes hold of her knicker and starts to pull them down her long legs. His long tongue slides along her shapely body. Her knickers are below her knees he stops. He kisses the top of her twat. She pulls his head towards her, giving out a quiet moan. He carries on slipping her knickers down to her ankles.

He lifts one leg and takes off one of her heels. Her ankle comes out from her knickers. He does the same with her other leg. Her knickers join the heap of clothes on the floor.

He looks up and he looks at what he is dying to get inside off. He stands up and the bulge in his briefs is good and hard. My wife takes hold of his briefs and starts to pull them down. His dick jumps out. He is bigger than me in length and width. She pulls his briefs down to his ankles and he steps out of them. His briefs join the heap of clothes on the floor.

She looks up and grabs hold of his dick takes it into her mouth. My wife starts to suck Mr Wednesday dick. She sucks him for a few minutes. She stands up and walks her backwards to the bed. She sits down on the end of the bed. He kneels down and my wife spreads her legs. His head is trying hard to get into her twat. My wife held his head with both her hands making sure he was going nowhere. He licked and sucked her twat for minutes. She starts to shake, calling I am Cumming. He keeps on licking and sucking her twat until she stops shaking. He stands up and she falls back on the bed pushing herself up the bed.

His dick is hard; he mounts the bed between her legs. He thrusts his dick into her twat an inch or so. Thrust again and again he wants his length inside her. She gives out a loud moan. He thrust away and she called out faster. Her legs wrap around his waist. Gripping him tightly in a leg lock. Then she calls out fuck me harder. Seconds later she calls out fuck me faster. He thrusts hard and fast. She loves him fucking her. He calls out I am Cumming she says me too. A scream of satisfaction from both of them. He shoots his first load of spunk into her twat.

He stays where he is inside her wet twat. She keeps him in a leg lock. In less than a minute he thrusts away slowly at first. She looks at him. “Go,” she said. He thrusts faster and faster. Her legs grip him tighter. He loving fucking her and she is loving getting fucked from him. Her body starts to shake. Loud moans from her and him. They both cry out I am Cumming. He shoots his second load of spunk into her twat.

She takes her tired legs from round his waist. He rolls to her side, getting his breath back. God he is still hard. My wife climbs between his legs. His dick goes right to the back of her throat. She sucks him off. He shoots his third load of spunk into her mouth. God he is still hard. She looks at him with a smile.

“Get at the bottom of the bed and spread them wide,” he said. My wife kneels at the bottom of the bed and spreads her legs as wide as she can. He gets off the bed and gets behind my wife. With one almighty thrust his dick slides in her soaking wet twat. He grabs hold of her hips pulling her onto him. He fucks her to death doggy style for a few minutes. Moan after moan comes from my wife. Fuck me faster she calls out. Her hips are out of control. So are his. Two loud screams come from both of them. He shoots his last load of spunk into her twat. My wife takes hold of his dick she wants him hard again. No way Mr Wednesday is good and spent.

She grabs hold of a bathroom towel. Wipes his spunks on her body. They get dressed. “Same time, same place next week,” he said to her…. “Yes, but I want it doggy style twice next time,” she said.

They both left the bedroom.

I stopped the recording and drank my last beer.

Sod it I said. I went and got more beers from the fridge. Then I picked up the recording of Friday night. I did not want to watch it. I did not want to see her with a black man. I gripped my teeth and put it on. I hit the play button.

In the hotel room. Mr Friday walks in. He was tall and well-built and good looking. My wife jumps up and throws her arms around his neck kissing him. Both her legs wrap around his waist. God, she was wearing a low cut short red dress. Her legs come back down. He holds her by the waist as they get closer. Their lips met and there was a long kiss. They part my wife turns her back to him. She is looking in a mirror with a smile.

He finds the zipper on the back of her low cut short red dress. He pulls down the zipper so fast, nearly ripping the back of her dress. My wife turns to face him. She looks into his eyes. He holds her at her waist tightly. Lifting her off the floor with his strong arms. Their lips met again and there was a long kiss. They break from their long kiss. He puts her down.

“Shall we strip or shall we strip each other,” he said. She smiled at him. “Let’s strip each other,” she said…. “I am going to strip you now,” he said. She was putty in his hands. His hands go to my wife’s shoulders. He grips her low cut short red dress. Then he slides it off her shoulders slowly. He kisses her.

He slides it slowly down her arms. Her bra pops into view. He lets the dress fall to the floor. She steps out of it. Kicking it across the room like a rag. She just stands there looking at her shapely body. She is standing in front of him. All she has on is her matching white bra and lacy knickers and four-inch heels. She smiles at him and she wants him to strip her.

He spins her around. She is facing the long mirror. He looks in the mirror looking at her body. He must be thinking I got a white slut ready for fucking. She looks into his eyes through the mirror with a smile. He unclips her bra pulling it off. It joins the red dress somewhere on the floor. Her hands reach up to his head holding it. She let him get hold of her tits. She looked in the mirror and his big hands held my wife’s tits. Rolling his big hands around her tits. He squeezes both her tits.

Her hands go over his hands he squeezes more and more. Her nipples are like hard peas. He grips her nipples with his fingers twisting and pulling at them. She turns her head trying to kiss him. His hands cup her tits. Her hands go on top of his hands. He turns her round. He picks her up. Their lips met once again and there was a long kiss. They break from their long kiss. She still has on her lacy knickers and four-inch heels on. She kicks off her heels and they fly across the room.

I nearly drank a full can of beer.

He takes hold of her knickers. He has to bend down. He starts to pull them down off her hips. His mouth finds her right nipple, he sucks it hard. She holds the back of his head and he sucks it harder. Out comes his tongue, liking her body. He takes hold of her knickers and starts to pull them down her long legs. His long tongue slides along her shapely body. Her knickers are below her knees he stops.

He kisses the top of her twat. She pulls his head towards her, giving out a quiet moan. He carries on slipping her knickers down to her ankles. He takes her knickers off and smells the scent of her knickers he throws them up onto the chair.

My wife is standing there naked in front of this black man. Her nipples are erect and hard, her twat must be wet by now. She smiles at him and she knows what’s inside his pants. She is waiting and knows she’s going to like it.

My wife unbuttons his shirt. She tries to pull it off him so he has to help her. His back is towards the camera and his shirt goes on the chair. He turns around God what a body this man has. Broad muscular and he is so fit. She reaches up to his neck and he stoops down and they kiss. They break her hands and slide down his arms. He moves back a little.

Her hand goes to the zipper on his pants. She looks up at him with a smile. Both his big hands are playing with her tits. She unbuckles his belt then his pants button. She pulls them down from his hips.

There is a bulge growing in his briefs. Pulling his pants down to his ankles. He has to sit down to take off his pants. His shoes and socks come off first he just drops them. He takes off his pants and she helps him. Both standing up he still was on his briefs. The bulge growing in his briefs. My wife holds the sides of his briefs and starts to pull them off his powerful hips. A big tug down and out pops his dick.

I crushed the beer can I was holding.

My eyes double in size. My mouth drops wide open. She cannot take all of that in her twat.

I got another beer.

She slides his briefs down when they come. She looks at his dick with a beaming smile. He looks down at her. “Give it a kiss,” he said. She grabs hold of his dick and licks the bell end and kisses it. Her right hand holding the base of his dick. Her left hand holds part of the rest of his dick. And the rest of his goes in her mouth sucking it. Her left hand holds his big balls. Rubbing his shaft with her right hand.

He holds the back of her head he likes being sucked. She stops sucking his dick and stands up moving away from him. I now can see the size of his dick. He must have a transplant from a shire horse. She cannot take that dick it will split her in half. It was at least 12 inches long and 2.5 inches thick, what a dick!

He was a stallion with one fucking big dick. I dropped the can of beer I was drinking.

He sits down at the bottom of the bed and spreads his legs wide. She is on her knees and his dick goes into her mouth. Sucking and rubbing the full length of his big fucking dick. Rubbing so fast she spunk in her mouth first. She stops looking up at him. “Tell me when you are going to cum,” she said to him.

Sucking and rubbing his dick he is getting close. He pulls her head off his dick she is rubbing the full length so fast. He shoots his spunk and it hits between her nose and her top lip. She quickly gets his dick back in her mouth. He shoots at three more spurts of spunk in her mouth. The slut swallows every drop of his hot thick spunk.

She takes his dick out of her mouth and rolls her tongue round her top lip. She what’s all of his spunk inside her. The slut swallows the last drops she has on her tongue. She looks at him saying “You should have told me you were close,” she said. All he did was smile at her.

“Get on the bed, kneel down and spread them wide,” he said. She mounts the bottom of the bed with her knees part way up. She pushes her arse out towards him. He stands up behind her moving his dick up and down her wet twat slit. Her hands hold the sheets on the bed waiting for his dick.

He thrust and his dick slid in an inch or two. She grips the sheets more and he thrust two more inches in her twat. Her head sinks into the bed sheets. She gives out a muffled moan from the sheets. He thrust his dick in more. She grips more and more of the sheets and pushes her head deeper into the bed. Two more thrusts from him she’s moaning like hell.

He holds his dick there for a few seconds. Her head comes up off the bed and lets go of the sheets. She can feel his balls hitting the top of her twat. Now waiting for a good fucking from him. He manages to get is dick going in and out nearly the full length of his dick. She calls out fuck me hard and fast blacky.

He is thrusting away and she is getting close and also is. He grabs her hips pulling on him. She helps by pushing back on him. Both start to shake and he calls. I am nearly there. She calls out fuck me faster. In seconds they both scream out I am Cumming. He shoots a load of spunk in her twat. He pulls out his long dick and climbs on the bed facing up.

I have a drink of my canned beer.

His dick is still hard with his and her juices all round it. My wife crawl’s up next to him. His legs go together, his big dick sticking up. She climbs on top of him facing him. Her legs are on each side of his powerful hips. She lifts herself up as high as she can. He holds her waist and lifts her up. She grabs his dick and lets it slide in her wet twat.

He lowers her down slowly until she is ready to take more of his big fucking dick. She lowers herself down on his dick until he is right inside her twat. He keeps hold of her waist. She starts bobbing up and down and he helps her. Faster she goes her arms fly out she must be flying. He screams I am Cumming her head is going backwards and forwards. She lets out a loud scream. He shoots his spunk deep inside her twat.

I drink my canned beer.

They both look at each other with a beaming smile. My wife is good at fucking. Somehow, she turns around and now has her back to him. His dick is still inside her wet twat. She falls forward to his ankles and grips each of his ankles. He thrusts and she returns the thrusts. His hips are going as fast as he can.

His dick is going in and out of her twat. Her juices and his spunk are leaking from her twat onto his balls. She calls out fuck me fast and harder blacky. Seconds later faster I am Cumming she called out.

He shots more spunk in her twat and she yells out.

I drink a full can of beer.

She gets off him and he puts his strong arms around her. God, his dick is still hard, he has some stamina. My wife reaches for his dick. She looks at him “Last time doggy style,” she said. A great big grin from him. “Get down their slut,” he said.

She mounts the bottom of the bed with her knees part way up. She pushes her arse out towards him again. He thrust and his dick slid in an inch or two. Her hands hold the sheets on the bed waiting for his dick. She grips the sheets but not as tightly as before. He thrust and thrust his dick it slid in smoothly. Her head sinks into the bed sheets. She gives out a moan. He thrust his dick in once more.

Her head comes up off the bed and lets go of the sheets. His balls are hitting the top of her twat. Now waiting for the last good fucking from him. She calls out fuck me hard and faster blacky. He gives her his last good fucking. He screams and she screams the last of his spunk shots into her white twat.