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14506.
I work as an attorney in a mid-sized city in the northwest United States. I met my wife, Carrie, in college. We married right after graduation, just as I was starting law school. Carrie is slender, a little over five feet tall, with shoulder length brown hair. Currently, she is twenty-seven.
A little over a year ago, while we were having sex one night, she began to tell me about this guy she dated in college “before she met me.” His name was Mark and he was one of her coaches on the women's soccer team. Mark, she told me, was a black man. I couldn't figure out what she was doing, telling me something like this while we were doing it, but she kept on, telling me how handsome he was and how he just walked into the girl's locker room one day and starting kissing her. “I couldn't stop him,” she told me, even as I realized she was wetter than I'd made her in a long time. I tried to stop but she begged me to finish her off. When we were done, she went to the bathroom and her stain on the sheets was huge.
Afterwards, I asked, “So, you were raped?”
Carrie looked at me oddly. “No, I wasn't raped.” Then she went to bed as if it never happened.
A few weeks later the university where my wife worked had its annual Christmas party. Carrie asked if I wanted to go and I said, of course. I mean, I went every year. She just shrugged and walked away. I couldn't figure out what was going on.
The night of the party, everyone in her department avoided me. No one seemed to want to look me in the eye and, after a few polite comments, they would excuse themselves. A half hour or so after we arrived, a handsome black man walked into the room, went right up to Carrie and kissed her on the cheek. Everyone in the room found something else to look at, while Carrie just gave me a sly smile and introduced “Mark.” From that moment on, they were together and I was standing along the wall, feeling like a complete idiot. Everyone at the party was freaked out, too. No one would even acknowledge my presence.
When the party ended, Mark and Carrie approached me. I was so pissed off. I demanded to know what was up. My wife just asked me, “Do you really want to make a scene?” My face burned, I was so embarrassed. When I didn't answer, Mark said, “Why don't you drive us home?”
Mark and Carrie got in the back seat and were making out before I even got out of the parking lot. As I hit the street, I could hear Carrie starting to whimper a bit in the back seat. Glancing in the mirror, I saw that Mark already had her blouse unbuttoned and his entire mouth was sucking on the tip of one of her small tits. With his hand, he was tearing at her slacks, practically ripping them open, and that's when I heard my wife whisper, “I want your cock.” He mumbled something about how she was going to get it and then my wife told me to drive faster.
When we got home, I parked in driveway, but my wife yelled at me to park in the garage. As soon as the door was down, they were out of the car and Carrie was leading Mark into house. I didn't know what else to do, so I followed them inside. Mark and Carrie were standing in the kitchen, making out, and I could see his thick tongue moving in and out of my wife's small mouth. My wife saw me come in and said to Mark, “Let's go upstairs,” and to me, “You sleep in the basement tonight.” The she took Mark upstairs to our bedroom and closed the door.
I don't know how many times they had sex that night, but I counted at least twice. I heard my wife cry out again and again, and then, “Come inside me, baby, come inside me!” The second time they had sex, I heard her telling him how much she loved his cock. I was in shock, sitting on the couch in the basement. Finally, I heard Carrie up walking around and I stormed upstairs to confront her. She was completely naked. I yelled at her for several minutes, then she just said, “You don't like it, get a divorce.” All I could do was stare at her. At that moment, Mark came downstairs, his thick black cock swinging between his thighs. Without another word to me, they began to make out again, my wife reaching down to stroke that long back dick.
I don't know how I got through that night. The next morning I went to work and prepared the divorce paperwork. During the divorce, the truth came out. Carrie had met Mark in college, but it was while she was dating me. They had met for sex several times, including once while I was home visiting my parents. Mark had broken it off, because he was moving to another city, but Carrie had chased him down. It was Carrie that got him the job at the university. They had been a couple right in front of her coworkers.
Well, I didn't have to pay alimony and she didn't get a dime of my money. That was just over a year ago and I saw her recently, walking in the mall, bigger than a bear, with what I can only assume is Mark's black baby in her belly.
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13642.
Shortly after I took a early retirement, a old friend called and invited me over for coffee. I had known Marion for over twenty years and at one time we had dated I enjoyed dating her because of her thick German accent. After we broke up we stayed friends and Marion was married now, the last few years we only exchanged Christmas and I put in my last card that I was retired. A few days later Marion called and asked me to come over for coffee this morning. I agreed and went over to her house I took my small digital camera with me so I could get a currant photo of her. Marion told me she would leave the door open and I should let myself in, when I entered I seen Marion was sitting at the kitchen table. Marion seemed happy to see me and got up and gave me a hug then she offered me a cup of coffee. We sat and chit chatted for a while then I told Marion I had brought my camera because I wanted a current photo of her. Marion stood up and told me wait I need to put some lipstick on first then she left the room. When Marion returned I seen she had her makeup on so I got my camera ready and took a few photos and let her preview the photos After we sat back down for coffee Marion asked me if I could tell she had lost some weight, Marion always had a trim figure and today she was wearing a loose fitting workout suit.
When I told her that I couldn’t tell Marion stood up and pulled her top up enough so I could see her stomach area, after I had a chance to look at her I told her she looked that same. Then Marion came over and stood right in front of me and pulled her top up again and at the same time pushed the waist of her pants down a little. Then she told “see no more little belly” I told her “let me get a photo of your little belly!” Marion sat on a kitchen stool right across from me while I got my camera ready then I told her “pull your blouse up and smile” and Marion lifted her blouse up and I took her photo. I told her “show me a little more!” Marion smiled at me then I told her “show your boobs!” Marion was willing pulled her blouse all the way up and exposed her breasts and let me take a picture of her. Marion pulled her blouse back down and came and sat on my lap, and asked me “Do I look good?” I told “Your boobs look great!” Then she asked “Promise me you won’t show Nicky that photo!" I told her I wouldn’t. Then Marion got up and I told her “ I could use a few more pictures of you!” Marion told me “well as long as Nicky doesn’t find out,” I told Marion “go over by the door and pull your blouse up!” Marion posed as I requested then I told her “Now push your pants down show me your panties!” Marion pushed her pants down and I took a photo of her, then I told her “show me your butt!" Marion turned her back to me and posed for a picture. Then I told her “now show me your bare butt” Marion pushed her underpants down and stood there so I could take a photo of her bare butt. I told Marion “now turn around, let me see you” Marion turned toward me and I took a picture of her standing there with her pants and panties down around her knees while she held her blouse up and exposed her boobs for me! I told her “turn around and put your hands on the counter then lean over a little, let me see you!” As soon as Marion was posed in this position I took her picture then she told me “Come over here with me!" I got up and as I went over by her I unsnapped my pants and pushed them down, when Marion felt me behind her she pushed her hips toward me and told me “Do it, put it in me now!” then she spread her legs apart. Needless to say I even took a photo of Marion's cute white butt as I was screwing her and she was bending over in her kitchen.
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13448.
I am a forty one year old married man. I work with this twenty nine year old Latina. She has never been married and never had any kids. She has this thing for older guys. She lived for awhile with a guy in his mid forties. She is somewhat above average in looks, not slender but not fat either. Has a very nice set of jugs and long legs. I started cozying up to her and got to know her pretty well. She knows I am married, but I fed her a bullshit line my wife has been sick for several years and I haven't had sex during that period of time and was really missing it. She bought the story and I have been having sex with her at her apartment during lunch periods and sometimes after work for around 6 months now. I have also been able to sneak in a few weekends. She is a dream in bed and gives great head. My wife has never been as enthusiastic and sexually adventurous in bed as she is. My wife doesn't like giving head and will rarely do it. This girl doesn't pressure me for anything. She is just enjoying the sex same as I am. I have been married for twenty five years and am really enjoying some new p****. For some strange reason, I seem to not suffer any conscience over this. We have both agreed if any emotional bonds start to develop, we will break it off. So far, so good. Meanwhile, we are screwing ourselves silly.
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