I don’t know of any other way to tell our story than to start from the beginning. That would be nine years ago next month. I was twenty five and my wife Kendra was twenty. We had been married sixteen months. One day I was trying to call my wife from work, as my boss had invited us both out to dinner that evening, and I wanted to let her know so she could begin getting ready. I was somewhat miffed when I received a busy signal three times in half an hour. For the past three or four months Kendra had evidently gotten into the habit of talking on the phone for an hour or two at a time nearly every afternoon. I didn’t care about her doing it, but it annoyed me that I couldn’t reach her when something important came up.
I saw no alternative but to run home and tell her about the dinner. When I got to our house I didn’t find her in the living room, so I went to the kitchen. She wasn’t there, but I heard a beeping tone. I looked at the wall phone and saw that it was off the hook. No wonder I couldn’t reach her, I thought to myself as I hung up the phone. Then I went upstairs to see if she was up in our bedroom.
As I headed up the stairs I heard voices. I stopped and listened. One of them was Kendra’s, and the other I recognized as belonging to Jerry, our next door neighbor. Jerry was in his late thirties, married, with four kids, and he worked evenings. I naturally wondered what he was doing in our bedroom with my wife. Then I heard Kendra utter a soft moan and cry, “Oh, oh! Yes, Jerry, yes! Touch me there, touch me there!”
I nearly dropped my teeth. Surely not! Jerry was handsome, well built, and very self confident, but him with my wife? No way! Kendra was over fifteen years younger than Jerry. She was a gorgeous five foot six inch one hundred fifteen pound redhead. She’d led a very sheltered life growing up, and I had been her first lover. I could not imagine her cheating on me, especially with a man Jerry’s age. I stood there in momentary silence and heard her moan, “Now Jerry, now! I’m ready, put it in me now!”
Very quietly I crept on up the stairs. When I peeked in the bedroom, I nearly fainted. There was my lovely twenty year old wife, totally naked on our bed. Lying on top of her, and lining up a cock half again as long and twice as thick as mine, was our next door neighbor. He put that cock between her legs and thrust, and the entire thing slid up inside her.
My wife had a dreamy smile on her face. Her arms went around Jerry’s neck and she gazed into his eyes as he humped her pussy. She had her legs locked around his and she hunched her groin up and down as he fucked her. As I watched Jerry’s cock, now wet and shiny with her juices, slide in and out of her red fur lined pussy, my eyes really opened wide. I had not thought about it when I saw him enter her, but as I watched his cock, it hit me no condom! Jerry wasn’t wearing a condom!
Two months earlier Kendra had informed me that the Pill was causing her problems and that she would have to stop it. She had not let me put my prick in her since then unless it was sheathed in rubber. Yet here she was, having sex with our neighbor, and she was letting him fuck her without using a condom. I was flabbergasted!
I knew I should rush into the bedroom and stop them. I had a very strong urge to go jerk Jerry off my wife and make him get his bare prick out of her pussy. If he ejaculated inside her, he could get her pregnant! Yet, for some unexplainable reason, I didn’t do that. I just stood there peeking around the corner of the doorjamb, watching my wife have unprotected sex with our neighbor. I felt disbelief, jealousy, anger and the weirdest, strongest sexual arousal of my life. As I watched them hump, bump and grind on the bed I got more and more excited. By the time they approached orgasm, I had my prick out, jacking off. We all climaxed nearly simultaneously. I spurted come on the hallway carpet as I watched them come together. When Kendra orgasmed, she clung to Jerry desperately, groaning and shuddering violently. I realized that for the first time I was seeing my wife experience orgasm. I understood then that I had never made her come at least not like Jerry did.
When Jerry came, he didn’t even try to pull out. He rammed that monster cock of his in all the way to the hilt and let her have his entire load. When they were finished, he rolled off her and they began to talk softly. Their talk was even more revealing than the scene I had witnessed. Jerry said, “Well, maybe that one did the trick!”
Kendra smiled at him and cooed, “Who knows, it might! I’m at my peak time for the next few days. I should ovulate either today or tomorrow. If it’s today, you certainly should have put enough sperm in me to do the trick.”
“Well,” Jerry said, “I’ll be sure to fill you up with sperm every day to improve the odds. It’s certainly a lot of fun for me!”
My wife giggled naughtily and replied, “You’re not the only one, Jerry. Making babies is fun. Want to do it again?”
Jerry rolled back over on top of her, lined his slimy cock up with her mushy hole and said, “You better believe it, Kendra. Maybe I’ll make you have twins or even a litter. I’ll give you a whole house full of kids for your husband to raise.”
As he slid it in her, Kendra sighed with pleasure and said, “I think I’ll just stick to having one at a time. Besides, that means there’s more fun to be had making them.”
As Jerry fucked her again, I sat down in the hall with my back to the wall in stunned disbelief. I’d not only caught my wife being unfaithful, I’d found her actually trying to get pregnant by our neighbor. I didn’t know what to do. I wound up doing nothing. All I did was take the downstairs phone back off the hook before I left. Until I decided what to do, I didn’t want Kendra or Jerry to know I was on to them.
I headed back to the office, where after a while I was able to get Kendra on the phone to tell her about our night out. I was very calm and managed to stifle my roiling emotions. When I got home Kendra was totally relaxed. There was nothing about her that would have roused the slightest suspicion of infidelity. During dinner, as we ate with my boss and his wife, I wondered what they would think if they knew what I knew. There was my wife, so calm, so utterly charming, so much fun to be with, sitting at dinner with her husband, her husband’s boss and his wife, while her abdomen was full of sperm which had been shot into her earlier that day by another man.
I kept wondering all evening if I should just come out and confront my wife about what I had heard and seen. For some reason, I just couldn’t do it. She was the same smart, lovely, warm, wonderful woman she’d always been. When we got ready for bed, I wanted her as much as ever. Kendra was quite cooperative and very ready. When I got ready to enter her, I decided to try something. She’d already let Jerry come in her that afternoon, and I saw no reason to bother with a condom. But when I started to put my bare prick in her, she exclaimed, “Wait! What are you doing? You need to put on a rubber first!” She crossed her legs and put her hands over her crotch to prevent me from making love to her without using protection.
I damn near gave away that I knew about her and Jerry. I tried to get her to let me do it to her without the rubber, but she steadfastly refused. She even said that she wasn’t quite ready yet to have a baby. I almost said, “Well, I suggest you stop letting our neighbor fuck you without using protection, because you’re going to wind up having one if you keep doing that.” I managed to choke those words back, though. I rolled on a rubber and we had sex. I found myself trying to get my wife to come the way I’d seen her do with Jerry, but I didn’t manage it. After I came in my rubber, I rolled off her, pulled the condom off and lay there thinking.
I was wondering how she intended to explain it if she did get pregnant by Jerry. Wanting to test her response, I said, “I’m sorry, honey. I just got carried away there for a bit. I understand your not wanting to have a family yet. You just let me know when you’re ready. In the meantime, as long as we use condoms, we know you don’t have to worry about getting pregnant.”
Kendra’s response absolutely blew my socks off. “Yes, but you know, I read recently that they are not a hundred percent foolproof even if they don’t break. A woman can get pregnant even when the man uses them. It doesn’t happen often, but it does happen. I want you to continue using rubbers, honey, but remember it is still possible for me to become pregnant.”
For a few seconds I couldn’t even think of how to respond. I wanted to say, “Where did the people you read about buy their rubbers at the leaky rubber store?” Instead I just replied, “Oh! I never knew that!” My wife had obviously told me that story so I would not be suspicious if she turned up pregnant. She was having unprotected sex with our neighbor, having protected sex with me, and preparing me to believe I was the father when she got herself knocked up. The only thing that was stronger than my suppressed anger and jealousy was my sexual excitement. For some weird reason the whole crazy scenario was incredibly arousing to me. I got another condom from the nightstand and made love to her again.
Two months later, as we were about to have sex, I reached for a condom as usual, only to hear Kendra say, “You won’t need that, honey,”
“Oh?” I replied, trying my best to act unsuspecting. “Does that mean you’re ready to start trying to have a baby?”
My wife grinned and replied, “Well, no and yes. I say no because we don’t need to try. I say yes because I’m expecting. Darling, we’re going to have a baby! I got the confirmation from the doctor’s office today.” When I looked surprised, she went on, “Remember, honey, I told you before, those things are not foolproof. A woman can still get pregnant sometimes when a man wears one.”
As I rolled onto her I thought to myself, “Yes, especially if her lover does not!” I didn’t say it though I was too busy humping her. For some crazy reason, I was more turned on than ever, and I wanted her more intensely than at any time during our marriage. In virtually no time, I blasted off inside her.
An interesting thing happened during Kendra’s pregnancy. As her hips widened, her breasts filled out and her flat tummy began to protrude slightly, I found that both my love and my sexual desire for her were as strong as ever. In fact, my lust grew even stronger. She and I actually grew closer during her pregnancy. I knew, from a couple of covert spying missions on my part, that she was still continuing her affair with Jerry. Yet she seemed even more loving and attentive than she had before. Somehow her affair did not seem to diminish her love and affection for me. There had never been one thing during the entire time of her affair that would have indicated that she was anything but the most devoted and loving of wives.
I also found myself loving the child growing inside her, even before it was born. I knew full well that it was a love child she had conceived in passion with another man. I even knew she had deliberately conceived that baby outside the boundaries of our marriage. Yet my feelings toward the child were not ones of resentment or ill will. It was a precious new life coming into our family, and it was half Kendra! I loved her and I loved it. When a sonogram taken during her seventh month showed that it was a boy, I was ecstatic. I was going to have a son. He might not carry my blood in his veins and he might not have my genetic makeup, but he was still my son. He would carry on my name, and I was as happy and as proud as I could be.
When our son was born the following February, I was strutting around as proud as a peacock. The only time I felt uneasy was when Jerry and his wife Gloria came to the hospital after the baby was born. My parents and Kendra’s parents had flown in to see their grandchild and visit for a few days. I was with them looking in at the baby when Jerry and Gloria showed up. Jerry looked at the baby, put his hand on my upper back and said, “Congratulations, Brian. Looks like you have a fine son there.”
“I do!” I firmly retorted, choking back my resentment.
Jerry then congratulated my parents and in laws, and added, “Gloria and I have four kids. I might have been willing to have more, but she said four was enough. In fact, she went and got herself fixed. She told me if I was ever going to have any more, they wouldn’t be with her.” He laughed heartily as he finished. I clenched my teeth, saying nothing. Jerry was telling a joke to himself, as he thought. He had no idea that I understood exactly what he was saying. I’d already decided I’d never give Jerry the satisfaction of letting him know I was aware he had cuckolded me. I had begun to doubt that I would ever tell my wife either.
If I loved the baby before he was born, I loved him even more once he was here. Even Kendra remarked that there surely had never been a more loving, devoted and doting father. I do love babies, and I adored our son.
Kendra went back to the old routine after she had the baby. As much as I might beg, she wouldn’t let me fuck her without a rubber. And yet I knew she was still fucking Jerry. I wasn’t sure, but I suspected she was trying to get pregnant again by him. I really wasn’t surprised when, less than a year later, Kendra informed me that she was pregnant again.
I found that my emotions were the same during my wife’s second pregnancy as with her first. I loved her, I loved the baby growing inside her, and I was constantly wanting her. As her belly swelled up, I found I would get an instant hard on just looking at her. I still sometimes felt jealousy and envy toward Jerry, but the whole situation still got me incredibly aroused.
The following March I received a promotion and a transfer. I was curious about how my wife would react when she learned we were moving several hundred miles away from her lover. I actually dreaded telling her, not knowing what to expect. But her reaction was one of the most surprising things of all. She smiled at me proudly, and with a real gleam in her eye said, “Oh, darling, that’s wonderful! I’m so proud of you. It doesn’t surprise me. Obviously they know a good man when they see one. I’m ready to go any time, when do we leave?”
There was nothing I could detect in either Kendra’s or Jerry’s reaction to the news that would have indicated that they were any more than friends and neighbors. They were still fucking, of course. I even spied on them two days before the movers showed up. There were no tears of remorse, no sad weepy farewells. Kendra was already showing. Jerry gently massaged her slightly swollen belly as he fucked her from behind, doggie style.
Afterward they talked about our moving. I heard Jerry say, “Hate to see you leave, Ken. You’re the best piece of ass I ever had.”
My wife giggled, kissed his nose and replied, “Thanks, that was sweet. Of course, I know you’ll have some little honey lined up before I get halfway out of town.”
Jerry chuckled and replied, “You know me well, woman, you know me well. And I know you’re not going to be sitting off in some new town pining away over me. I bet that kid won’t be six months old before you’re on the prowl, looking for some well hung stud to service you behind your husband’s back!”
As I slipped away, I understood a lot more than I had before. I knew why Kendra acted so loving and adoring to me. She truly did love me not Jerry. He was some stud she used to take care of carnal needs I obviously did not fulfill. All they had between them was sex. All they did with each other was fuck. And make babies, of course. For the first time I began thinking about telling my wife that I knew everything. I was feeling less threatened. I knew I could never leave Kendra, in spite of her cuckolding me. I loved her. I also knew now that she loved me, and that I was not at risk of losing her.
Our daughter was born in July. Like our toddler son, she was a truly beautiful and wonderful baby.
Over the next few months I considered telling Kendra what I knew about her and Jerry. Somewhere along the way I seemed to have become addicted to the thought of my wife cheating on me. I found myself wondering if she had found a new lover. It didn’t take me long to find out.
Her new lover was Carl, one of my coworkers, who she had met at a company party. When he started taking long lunch hours, and acting strange around me, I got suspicious. It turned out he was spending his lunch hours at my house, fucking my wife. When I spied on them, I was duly impressed. Carl was even better hung than Jerry. He fucked my sweet little wife senseless with his huge cock. As with Jerry, I ejaculated just as Carl blasted his hot come into Kendra’s pussy.
Of course Kendra was still making me wear a condom when we made love. When she started reminding me again that they were not always effective, I was almost tickled. She was preparing me for another supposed condom failure. Of course, to have such a thing happen three times to the same couple, the odds would have to be about a gazillion to one. I humored her though, and played along. I knew it was crazy to allow this to go on. How could I sit back idly, playing dumb, and allow another man to impregnate my wife? What was the big turn on about seeing another man plant a baby in my wife’s belly? I couldn’t answer that. All I knew was that it made me incredibly excited.
But before she actually announced her next pregnancy, I decided it was time to bring things out in the open, and I prepared to tell my wife everything I knew.
I used Forum to break the ice. I had been a longtime reader of your magazine, and now I showed it to my wife, bringing her attention to the letters I liked the best letters about married women with lovers. Then I said, “These really turn me on, Kendra. I’m just like the men in the letters. I get almost as turned on when I read their stories as I do by your extramarital liaisons.”
Her face turned white as a sheet, and she nearly fainted. I smiled at her to show her it was all right, and told her I knew everything. She asked me how long I had known, and I told her about spying on her and Jerry, and then Carl. I then looked at her abdomen and said, “And I’d guess we’re going to have a new addition to our family. Sometime next summer, it looks like.”
Kendra looked stricken, but I still smiled at her. We had been lying in bed, and now I pulled the covers down. My dick was sticking out like a stiff poker. I looked at her and said, “I love you, Kendra. I always will. Also, I have no earthly idea why, but your actions excite the hell out of me. I know it was Carl who got you pregnant. Again, don’t ask me why, but knowing that just makes me incredibly horny. Somehow it makes you even sexier, and you are truly one sexy woman.”
Kendra was smiling too by now. “Do you want me now, darling?” she asked. “I won’t make you use a rubber!”
I pounced on her and ejaculated almost as soon as I entered her. We had our third child, a girl, the following August.
Kendra continued her affair with Carl after the baby was born. We both agreed we wouldn’t tell him I knew everything. Our sex life was fantastic as far as I was concerned. In addition, she would tell me all the juicy details about her meetings with Carl. When our third child was slightly less than two years old, Kendra again decided to have another baby.
But there was a difference this time. She actually let me come inside her. Of course, she still let Carl fuck her and come in her also. She said she did that “to make things interesting.” So she had two men shooting their come in her throughout the fertile part of her next few cycles. She conceived that July, and we had a son the following April.
Kendra’s affair with Carl finally ended last fall, when he was transferred to another office. For the next few months she had no outside love interest. Then she met Travis.
There is no doubt that my wife’s affair with Travis has been by far the most intriguing, the most risqu and the most exciting one yet. Travis is twenty five years old, tall, well built, hung like a horse, and black. I’ve never met a man with darker skin. Kendra began having sex with him in January. He does not know it, but I’ve hidden in the closet and watched him fucking my wife on numerous occasions.
One of the things that made it so exciting was that this time Kendra informed me that she was going to take a lover even before they had gone to bed together. She told me he was a big black man who she had met at the supermarket, and that she couldn’t wait to have sex with him. Hearing this, I felt my cock stiffening rapidly in my pants. Kendra looked at my bulging trousers. She grinned broadly and said, “Just as I thought. Of course, darling, you can watch me in bed with him now and then. I know how you love to watch.” We were quickly in bed going at it, and in no time I had filled my rubber with come.
The first time I watched my wife have sex with Travis was a real experience. My throat was dry, my heart was beating wildly and my armpits and palms were sweating like crazy as I watched them make out, get undressed, and get on the bed. When she was hot and ready, Kendra lay back and spread her legs. I watched her hand guide Travis’s massive coal black cock to her hole.
She had him rub it up and down along her slit a few times to moisten the head with her juices. I was weak kneed and actually trembling as I watched him begin poking at her, pushing ever more of his huge bulbous cockhead between her pussy lips with each thrust. Finally he’d opened her enough to accommodate him. Watching Travis’s long shiny black pole disappear into my wife’s hole was too much for me. Of course, he was bareback. She was taking him unprotected. I instantly came in my pants.
Travis began humping, stroking in and out, obviously giving my wife incredible pleasure with his massive prong. She seemed to be producing even more love juices than normal.
As their tempo picked up, I saw that Kendra was heading for an orgasm that looked like it might surpass anything her other lovers had ever given her. She was pumping her hips, her nostrils were flared and she had a wild, crazed look on her face. Their climaxes hit them in unison.
I watched Travis’s butt clench, and I could see his balls twitch as they released their creamy load. I came in my pants a second time as I watched Travis plant his seed in my wife’s fertile womb. My knees buckled and I nearly blacked out from the intensity of my own orgasm. The sight of Travis hosing the inside of my wife’s abdomen with his black man’s seed was the most erotic thing I’d ever laid eyes on. Kendra climaxed right along with him. It actually looked as if her pussy was trying to milk his seed from him as it contracted spasmodically around his prick. Finally they lay still, basking in the warm afterglow of satisfaction. But Travis fucked her a second time before he left.
When I came out of the closet I crawled into bed with her and we cuddled together until we fell asleep.
Travis continued to fuck my wife every chance he got. Naturally, she did not use condoms with him, allowing him to fire his sperm deep in her cunt. A couple of weeks ago she told me she had missed her period. Five minutes later we were in our bedroom, my cock pounding in and out of her. I came in less than a minute.
Both of us are hoping and expecting that Travis has made her pregnant.
There can be no doubt that Kendra and I are perfectly suited to be husband and wife. We love each other dearly. We love our kids. We are a very close knit family. Our oldest son and daughter are on their school soccer teams. I help coach the teams. Of course, I’m convinced my kids are the best players. We already have our youngest taking swimming lessons. Most of our activities center around our kids. Except for Kendra’s extracurricular activities, of course. I guess that is my spectator sport watching her with other men.
My wife says she thinks that men like me are special and exceptional. I’m very glad she feels that way, because I know for sure that she is exceptionally special to me.
B.N., Trenton, New Jersey