SheDatesHeWaits
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I'll add one. This is a real excerpt from one of our adventures that has burned a place in my memory forever.
We're not interracial addicts like some are, but we're also open-minded and not racists. So many years ago my wife did have a few encounters with several black guys. One of those guys came to our place the first time. We lived in a smaller town, near a big southern city where he lived. I'll skip the details on the first visit, since it was rather typical. He did provide a panel of recent STD tests, so we knew he was clean. The three of us got in the hot tub, where she eventually straddled him, and I watched them fuck across from me, until be bellowed out so loudly I was afraid he would wake the neighbors! Afterward we moved inside to the bedroom where he fucked her two more times, leaving two of the biggest "wet spots" I had ever seen on a mattress.
However, the second time they got together was the most memorable for me. He had a roommate, so we couldn't use his place. But one of my biggest fantasies was to play chauffeur, and drive her and someone around, while they played in the back seat. So we all agreed that I would drive her over to him, in the city where he lived.
After a little persuading, my wife agreed to wear nothing but a robe for the drive over. That was it. She did her hair and makeup, looking fine as hell, then wrapped the whole package in nothing but a terry cloth bathrobe. She didn't even put on slippers! Barefoot, robe, nothing else.
The drive was about 45 minutes, and we arranged to meet him in a shopping center parking lot. For much of the drive I made her spread her legs so I could tease and play with her pussy. Of course I talked and teased her all the way, and her pussy felt like it was coated in olive oil by the end of the drive.
When we got there he was parked in a dark, mostly vacant section of the lot (it was well past dark). I was driving a full-size Chevy pickup truck, with those funky partial rear doors. So he locked up his car, and I got out and opened the rear doors, allowing the two of them to crawl into the back seat together. When he saw that she was wearing nothing but a robe he broke into a huge grin. I closed the back doors, sealing them in together.
Bear in mind I didn't know this town well, and really didn't know where to go. I turned around and asked him which way to head out, he said "I don't care. Just drive".
So I pulled out and started what would turn out to be the most aimlessly random route ever driven by a non-dr/unk driver who couldn't keep his eyes on the road. They made about 30 seconds of small talk in the back, and then I heard him say "Let's lose this robe", and that was it. She was naked. I heard him unzip, clothes rustling, then more clothes rustling... then shifting positions...
The sounds started coming, literally just a few feet behind me. But it was dark, so I couldn't see much. The truck had tinted windows, which kept much of the ambient light from penetrating into the backseat. Plus I was driving, so I had to focus on the road and not the backseat. It was tor/ture (but a delicious tor/ture) hearing it all unfold right behind me, but only being able to steal quick glances of their shadowy figures from time to time.
Her pussy was completely soaked when she got into the backseat, and he picked up on that immediately. So after probably no more than five minutes of driving down the highway he had pushed her down onto her back and went straight for a fuck.
The truck is full size pickup... but it's still just a truck. So the only way to fuck laying down is for her to place her legs up, on the back of the seats. Her left foot was on the headrest of the back seat, and her right foot ended up propped on the headrest that MY head was against. Once they got situated he sunk his cock into her (she later said she was so wet that he glided to the bottom on the first stroke). She gasped at the pleasure... and he immediately started to pump. As he began to get into a rhythm the first thing I noticed was that her foot would unintentionally bump me in the back of the head. So I got notified of every thrust! It was 5% annoying... and 95% erotic!
It's been years since that night, so some details elude me. I remember adjusting my rear view mirror... trying to see something. But it was dark... and of course he was black... so I only got occasional glimpses when we passed a street light or some other bright light near the road. At times we had cars right behind us, silhouetting her leg that was propped up by the back window. I often wonder if people behind us could see her foot...
I don't remember how long they fucked. Maybe 10 minutes? 15? I'm not sure. I drove aimlessly, taking lefts and rights, trying to avoid heavy traffic and stick to the more deserted roads, juggling my driving with my glance-stealing... and listening to her orgasms roll from one to another. She can sometimes cum 8-10 times on a good fuck, and she was horny as a housecat by the time we got there. So her orgasms didn't take long to begin.
At some point I unknowingly pulled into an industrial park, with huge warehouses on large tracts of land. Being nighttime, the entire place was practically deserted. Driving along slowly, I could hear his grunting and shoving into her, and her breath with each thrust. She has already cum 4 or 5 times I think... maybe more. But the tempo is definitely picking up. I know he's getting close.
Suddenly he stops, and gets up on his knees. He tells her to sit up. So she manages to unwind her legs and sit up. Because it was so dark I didn't realize it at first, but he then pulled her head down to his lap. He wanted to finish in her mouth. I finally picked up on what happened after a bit, and I was disappointed. I REALLY wanted him to cum inside her. But then again I was just the chauffeur.
So I'm still easing through this industrial park maze, cruising maybe 25 mph, and as I'm approaching a railroad crossing the lights begin to flash and the gates come down. I pull up to the gates and come to a stop. HALLELUJAH! Saved by the bell. I couldn't drive, so I slammed the truck into Park, and spun around to watch the show.
He's sitting right in the middle of the seat. He's facing me but his eyes are practically glazed over. His right hand was resting on the nape of her neck, but he's not pushing her down. I knew exactly why, too. My wife gives the best head of any woman I've ever been with. She loves it, and when she senses a guy is getting close her hot mouth and tongue work some kind of magic that should be illegal. I knew what he was feeling. He wasn't going to risk fucking up one of the best orgasms he was about to have. The guy was in a trance.
The train was a long one, and it was rolling pretty slow, too. The flashing lights and the glare of my high beams bouncing off each passing car created a slow-motion strobe effect. My wife has many different hair styles, and tonight it was in a loose curl. It spilled over her face, so I couldn't make out his cock. But that was okay... it was still incredibly arousing to see that mane of blond hair rise and fall, knowing she was moving with a purpose...
The lights flashed and the bells continued to ring around us. Then it happened. He moaned, then moaned louder. His eyes were closed at that point, and I expected him to lunge upward. But he didn't. She knows how to please a cock without any help at all. He remained perfectly still and let her do what she does best.
He began to roar... once... twice... three times... and with each roar I knew that he was flooding her mouth with his semen. The flashing lights seemed to coincide perfectly with each moan he made. I know her so well that I also knew she was struggling with the amount of ejaculate in her mouth. I could see her come up and hesitate, the way she does when it's too much and she needs to swallow. She did that several times (she later said she thought he would drown her).
The train was still rolling by as he came off his orgasm. She resumed bobbing her head, easing him down from his high, while swallowing the last few remnants of sperm that she missed. Suddenly it was dark again. The train was past, the lights were off, the gates were up. We were free to drive on... but at that moment I would have been perfectly content to sit there forever!
cuckold - Pronunciation - kuk-uhld - noun 1) The husband of an unfaithful wife. 2) A husband whose wife has sex with others. NOTE - It does NOT say: Sexually confused, submissive, humiliated, sissified, crossdresser, cocksucker, or piss drinker
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#10 · Edited by: SheDatesHeWaits
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No problem guys. There actually was a bit more to that story, but not quite as juicy as the first part.
After he exploded in her mouth and the train passed, we resumed driving. By this point I was quite literally lost. It took us some time to get our bearings and head back in the direction of the shopping center where his car was parked.
In the meantime she got back to work, trying to get him hard again. I heard some slurping and he moaned from time to time, so I knew she was using her mouth. Eventually we hit a 4-lane highway. After a bit more driving, he had her get on her hands and knees. Judging from all the shuffling, adjusting, jostling and giggling he eventually figured out how to penetrate her doggy style. He pumped her for a while, and I remember her cumming at least once, maybe more.
But the most memorable part was coming up to a red light on the highway. We were in the left hand lane. As I pulled up to the light there was another truck parked in the right lane. My wife's face was practically pushed against the side window facing the other truck, and when I rolled to a stop she damned near freaked out! Even though it was dark and my windows were tinted she was still convinced that the guy in the other truck could see inside. To make things worse another big truck rolled up behind us, illuminating the two of them. She was frantically trying to keep her face hidden below the window for the next minute or two, but the guy fucking her got a kick out of it. He just chuckled and kept fucking her.
Eventually the light turned green and we started rolling again. It was only a few more minutes back to the shopping center, and when we got there he wasn't "finished". So I pulled up beside his car, put it in park and let them keep going. However, as much as he wanted, he couldn't cum again. After another five or six minutes he finally admitted defeat, blaming it on the cramped quarters which probably made sense. My wife had leg cramps all the way home.
I was definitely hoping to drive her back home with a pussy full of fresh cum, and that didn't happen. But all in all it still turned out to be a great road trip!
cuckold - Pronunciation - kuk-uhld - noun 1) The husband of an unfaithful wife. 2) A husband whose wife has sex with others. NOTE - It does NOT say: Sexually confused, submissive, humiliated, sissified, crossdresser, cocksucker, or piss drinker
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