Making Her BBC Fantasies a Reality - Part 6

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Jacob and Derrick were true to their word. They sent Taryn home from the hotel a little after 3 a.m. and she’d been thoroughly fucked in all three holes. She had cum dripping out of her pussy and her asshole and she felt sore all over.

There was a sensation of bliss running through her too. She’d lost count of how many orgasms they’d given her over the course of the evening and how many times they’d cum inside her and on her body.

At first, Taryn had tried to take a shower. She wanted to get cleaned up before going home to Chris, though explaining why she’d gotten home so late would have been difficult.

Jacob refused to let her, though. “It’s time for your husband to find out what his wife is,” he’d said.

Thankfully, the hotel was empty as she rode the elevator down and walked through the lobby. It wasn’t until Taryn reached her car that a sense of panic began to set in.

She wanted Chris to know. She knew she couldn’t stop seeing Jacob and that even if he decided to break things off with her that she’d find another black bull to use her.

Still, she had trouble seeing how it was going to go well. She’d been lying to Chris. She’d been cheating on him. She’d been allowing a black man to use her body, to cum inside her, to fuck her ass. She’d allowed two men to penetrate her. She’d been a complete slut and she’d loved every second of it.

On the drive home, Taryn considered her options. She could try and sneak into the shower and get clean right away. She could sleep on the couch and wake up before Chris for a morning shower. She could also wake him up and tell him everything.

Taryn chose to try and slip into the shower. She couldn’t bear the thought of telling Chris, especially since it was so late and she’d been fucked so hard for so long that her brain felt a little bit scrambled.

She quietly stepped into the guest bathroom and turned on the shower before stripping out of her skimpy dress and heels. She pulled aside the shower curtain and held her hand under the water to see if it had warmed up yet.

Then, just as Taryn was about to step into the shower, she heard her husband’s voice. “What are you doing?” he said.

Taryn turned around reflexively, showing him her naked body. She hadn’t thought it through, because the moment she exposed herself to him, Chris noticed the marks on her breasts and how abused her pussy looked.

Taryn’s voice was quiet as she said, “I
I really should get in the shower.”

“No,” was all Chris offered in reply.

He stepped forward and reached out. His fingers brushed against Taryn’s hip and moved to the small of her back. He pulled her closer and she stepped towards him.

“I’m not stupid, you know,” Chris whispered.

Taryn rested her hand on his chest and looked into her husband’s eyes.

“What do you mean?” she asked.

Chris’s fingers moved between her legs. Taryn winced as he worked them into her pussy.

“I know you’re not this wet because of the fun you had dancing with your friends, and I know it’s not because you’re so eager to come home to me,” he said in a quiet voice that quivered with desire.

Despite the soreness between her legs, Taryn couldn’t help but find pleasure in having her husband’s fingers inside her. He’d always been good at manipulating her cunt with anything but his cock, but this particular pleasure was more about what he was saying as he was doing it. It was about the situation, about how it seemed as though he knew she’d been a naughty wife.

“What do you think it’s from?” Taryn asked as she leaned closer to her husband. Her lips were inches from his as she asked her question.

Chris pushed his fingers deeper inside her. Taryn moaned. There was no doubt her husband felt the heat of her breath against his lips. He didn’t offer an answer to her question. Instead, he seemed to delight in making Taryn feel good with his fingers.

“That feels so good,” she whispered. “You’re making me feel so good.”

Chris softly pressed his lips against hers and they shared a kiss that began slowly and tenderly and quickly elevated to something far more passionate. Their tongues danced as his fingers pushed in and out of her. She moaned into his mouth and he did the same to her as Taryn unzipped his pants and pulled out his erection.

After the kiss, their eyes locked. The truth still hadn’t been spoken, and it seemed as though neither of them was willing to spill it in the bathroom.

Instead, Taryn acted boldly. She released her husband’s cock and brought her hands to his face. She kissed him again and then moved a hand to the top of his head and pushed down. She wanted him on his knees in front of her.

Chris hesitated for just a moment before falling to his knees. His eyes stayed locked on hers as he did. Taryn widened her stance and stepped forward, guiding her husband’s mouth to her pussy as she did.

“Eat my pussy,” she said.

Taryn moaned as her husband’s tongue pressed between her pussy lips and moved inside her. He licked her just as she desired and there was no doubt he was tasting the variety of fluids that were still deep in her body.

Her hand remained on the back of his head and Taryn applied gentle force to act as a guide for his eager mouth. She knew he’d probably stay there if she released him, but she didn’t want to. She liked the element of control. She liked that he’d fallen to his knees at her urging. She liked that he was licking her despite knowing, in some way, that she’d been a naughty girl.

“Can you taste him?” Taryn asked. It was the first time she’d even hinted that she’d been with another man and it thrilled her. A wave of pleasure ran through her body as the words left her lips. Her husband was eating her pussy and she was admitting that another man had been inside it.

Chris’s eyes widened, but he continued to lick her. He pushed his tongue inside her once more and swirled it around. He licked feverishly, seemingly driven by the confirmation of her infidelity.

“It’s not the first time you’ve tasted him,” Taryn said. She felt an intoxicating kind of power as she confessed her numerous infidelities while Chris ate her pussy.

“You’re tasting his friend, too. I let them both have me,” she confessed. When Chris continued to eat her pussy, Taryn smiled. She had him where she wanted him. He was aroused and eager to taste her after not one but two men had been inside her.

Drunk with power, Taryn grabbed a handful of Chris’s hair and pulled him away from her pussy. She tilted his head back and looked down at him. He looked sweet on his knees with his kind eyes staring up at her.

“Do you like the way my pussy tastes after someone else has fucked it?” she asked.

For a moment, Chris simply held her gaze, like he was afraid what would happen if he gave an answer, whatever it might be. Then, the damn broke.

He smiled and licked his lips. His gaze shifted from wide-eyed wonder to pure lust. He reached between his legs and wrapped his fingers around his cock.

“I love it,” he said. “I fucking love it. I’m such a fucking pervert.”

“You’re not a pervert,” Taryn said. “You’re a cuckold. You’re my cuckold. Now finish your job and clean the rest of him out of my pussy.”

Taryn felt like her entire body was humming with desire. She’d never dominated a man in any way and doing it even a little was unexpectedly thrilling.

Chris resumed licking Taryn’s pussy and once more she found herself lost in the utter joy of having her husband use his tongue to clean someone else’s semen out of her.

It was just a minute later that Chris provided Taryn with an exceptionally pleasurable orgasm. The rhythmic, insistent, eager licking of his tongue ensured she moaned in pleasure as the feeling of bliss spread through her body. Afterwards, he pushed his tongue inside her for one more taste and then sat back on his knees.

Taryn released his hair, turned off the shower, and hopped on the bathroom counter.

“Stand up,” she said.

Chris hopped to his feet and came closer as she beckoned him over. Taryn took hold of his cock and rubbed the head around the pussy he’d just licked to an orgasm.

“His name is Jacob,” she said. “I met him online.”

Chris responded with a groan, though it could have been because she was expertly teasing his cock with the warmth and wetness of her cunt without letting him inside.

“He’s black. He’s gorgeous. He’s muscular. He’s dominant, too.” She looked up at her husband and saw the kind of wild lust she was seeking. “And he’s much, much bigger than you are.”

Chris pressed his hips forward. He clearly wanted to be inside her. He was easy to stop, though. He wasn’t being nearly insistent enough to force his way into her body.

“He’s also made it clear that you’re not allowed to fuck me anymore,” Taryn said.

That seemed to take Chris by surprise.

“But I’m your husband,” he said.

Taryn smiled. “You’re my cuckold,” she shot back. “And you’ve attained that status because you can’t give me what Jacob gives me. You can’t please me the way he pleases me. You can’t fuck me like he fucks me, which is how I need to be fucked.”

The groan that escaped Chris’s lips was one of frustration and desire. It seemed like he found a certain amount of pleasure in being teased by his wife and tormented by the idea that someone else now had exclusive use of her pussy.

Taryn pulled Chris’s lips to hers and kissed him as she continued to slowly stroke his cock and rub the head around her wet, swollen pussy lips.

“My pussy is black only now,” she whispered. “Little white dicks aren’t allowed inside me.”

The frustration as absent when Chris groaned again. Now it was pure pleasure. There was no question he liked the way she was teasing him.

“What if you let me inside you for just a few strokes?” he asked.

Taryn giggled. “No, baby. The rule is simple. No pussy for you. I’m black only, which means I only fuck Jacob and his friends if he chooses to share me.”

She moved her fingers over the head of his cock and giggled again as Chris shuddered in pleasure. Taryn knew he was close to cumming.

“Do you like that he shares me, baby?” she asked.

Chris nodded, though Taryn wondered if he would have agreed to anything at that point.

“Do you like that he shared me tonight?”

“Yes,” he said.

“You like that two black men used my body tonight? That I sucked their cocks? That they each fucked me multiple times? That I was drunk on black cock all night long?”

“Yes,” he said as his cock throbbed in her hand.

“He took my ass tonight,” Taryn said.

Chris’s eyes went wide once more. They’d never had anal sex. He’d never even brushed a finger over her asshole. It didn’t seem to occur to him as something to want.

“He wanted it and he took it. He can do that. He didn’t ask permission. He just pushed his big black cock in my ass and fucked me,” Taryn said as she pulled Chris closer. Her lips hovered close to his as she whispered, “He made your wife his anal whore.”

They kissed. Chris’s tongue pushed into her mouth and he moaned as Taryn jerked him off. She was ready to make her husband cum.

They were still kissing when he practically screamed into her mouth as he climaxed. His cum spilled onto Taryn’s pussy and the smooth, soft skin just above it. A few shots landed closer to her belly button.

Afterwards, Chris’s chest heaved from an exceptionally pleasurable orgasm and Taryn had a thick, creamy mess of cum all over her body.

“I think you should clean up your mess,” she said.

Much to her surprise, Chris dropped to his knees and immediately began to lick up his load. Taryn had intended for him to use a towel, but she wasn’t going to argue with a far nastier, naughtier approach.

“Oh, fuck, what a naughty boy you are,” she said. “You’re going to be such a good cuckold for me.”

Taryn couldn’t believe her husband was so well-suited to the position she’d put him in without his permission. She’d cuckolded him with a black man. She’d given her body to someone else. She’d done it all behind his back, and there he was on his knees licking his cum off of her body.

She was happier than she’d been in years. Not only was she finally experiencing the sexual satisfaction she craved, but now her husband was on board. Things were about to get so much more interesting.