My Husband's Gift To Me

"Honey you've worked so hard and been through a lot these past few months. I know I've been sleeping with Rebecca for a few weeks now, and I'm so happy you enjoyed our meetup. Now that you're back to normal, I thought I'd give you a present. Something to show you how much I love you and appreciate you for having and raising so many beautiful children with me." my husband told me when he got home from work.

He had everything planned out already, but it was a surprise for me. Were this dress, go to this hotel, wait for a knock on the door, when a man says "Dry cleaning" open the door and claim your surprise gift. My husband got me into swinging, not like I needed much of a push, and always gave me a surprise after our babies were born. When I asked about him and the kids, he said they'd stay home and watch movies while mommy went to a "doctor's appointment". God I love him.

So here I am, a few hours later, sitting in a cheap hotel room wearing a slutty leopard print dress with black heels. A fantasy often played on with my husband is one where I become a cheap slut, not a beautiful upper-middle class mother, but a bottom of the barrel whore. Something about being degraded turned me on, and this was the perfect setup right now. My husband always knows how to take care of me and my needs, even the ones I don't know I have. This hotel was just off the interstate too, and the amount of "couples" I could hear fucking through the walls on my way to this room, plus the truckers getting blowjobs in the parking lot added to the whorish feeling I was getting. I had my makeup on, my hair done up, and my pussy waxed bare. Finally the knock on the door came.

"Who is it?" I asked.

"Dry Cleaning!" I heard through the door.

Whoever it was, his voice was deep and strong sounding. My pussy tingled just from that alone. I opened the door, and there he was, my old boss from my last job, years ago when my husband and I were first married but didn't have kids yet. He was just barely taller than me, about 6' even, but way stronger and so much darker. We had always had a "thing" going on back then. We never fucked but our flirting was noticeable to the others at our office. My husband knew but we were newly married so nothing ever happened. He looked sad when I told him I was pregnant with my first baby and that I was quitting to be a stay at home mom. I knew he wanted my pussy for himself, he wanted to make me a baby factory for his black babies. But things just didn't work out that way.

i let him in and we started talking and catching up with each other. I told him about Ryan and our six kids and he was surprised and happy for me and told me about how he married a girl from the office shortly after I left, had two kids, got divorced and then married someone else later on. He had three kids, two from his ex-wife and one baby-mamma. But he said that he was still married to a third woman so to keep quiet about this. I asked him what Ryan had told him to do and he said, "Your husband said you two were swingers and that you love black men. He told me you just had another baby but were ready for sex again. He also said you haven't had your first period after giving birth yet but I shouldn't worry about cumming in you raw, in fact he encouraged it..."

"Well let's get to it then, I've been waiting for this for years..." I said back, peeling out of my cheap dress.

The look on his face when he saw my tits for the first time, realizing how much they've grown in nearly 17 years. I pulled his pants down and his cock slapped me in the face with how hard he already was for me. What kind of slut would I be if I didn't use my fat love pillows for titty fucking? I poured the sex oil Ryan gave me all over this big black cock and used it as a paintbrush to oil up my tits, wrapping my big soft titties around his shaft and jerking him off with them. He just moan from the pleasure I was giving him with my mouth and tits, back and forth. It's better he gets to fuck me now, when I'm an experienced whore, than when I worked for him with barely any knowledge other than spreading my legs. My husband had trained me to be a whore and he was benefiting from that training.

He put me on my back, and I held my legs apart. He stood there a moment taking in the sight before him. "Take a picture, I don't mind." I told him. His cock looked so big, it was so big actually. People need to understand that most men, black or otherwise, don't have cocks bigger than 6-7 inches most of the time. It's just not natural. However once in a while you meet a man who has a "send you to God" cock that's just too big for most girls to handle. I held my phone up next to it and it measured longer than the phone, realizing it was about to go in my pussy. But I thought back to what my husband had told him to do to me. Ryan really sent his fertile wife to get fucked and creampied raw by the biggest BBC either of us had ever seen. Would I get my period or will I get pregnant with number 7? Will number 7 be my first mixed baby?

I laid there as my former boss inserted his cock into my waiting pussy. Every inch plunging into me, stretching me like no man ever had before. 8.5" of cock, balls deep in my motherly pussy. I fucking love it, I love this feeling so fucking much! As my ex-boss fucked me, I thought about how hot this would look on camera. The only thing stopping me from making an Onlyfans page is I don't want my children to be teased when their friends ad classmates find out. But everyday my resolve weakens. I mean, five of the other moms in my neighborhood have started one, and their kids are still alright. But that could wait, cause right about now was when his cock hit that special switch in the back of my pussy which shut off my brain and turned me into a whore capable only of satisfying my basest instincts.

My tits rippled as he plowed me, my nipples wet from his tongue as he sucked the milk out of me. My boss suckling my tits as he fucked me was what gave me the first orgasm of the night. I was so happy and thankful to my husband for setting this up, and I knew he'd want me to give him everything I had in this moment. As he held his head next to mine in a deep rhythmic passion, I whispered to him to "fuck me n every position he ever wanted to try, but never could." He then lifted me up and held me standing in front of the open window as he carry fucked me before the whole world. He pushed me up against the glass, which was cool on my naked skin, and pressed my thick juicy ass into it as he ravaged my cunt. Next he threw me on the bed and asked me if anal was on the table tonight, my answer was getting on hands and knees and arching my back for him to use as his fuck meat.

My asshole was only off limits to men who showed they don't know how to fuck my other holes properly. Why give my ass to a man who can't satisfy my pussy first? But my boss really knew his thing and could work his cock in me better than any of the black men I've fucked over the years. He earned my ass, he had free reign to fuck it however he wanted. In recent years, I've almost though anal sex is more pleasurable than regular sex, because the cock in my ass can be felt stretching me open in much the same way as my pussy. But, when in doggy, the man's low hanging balls slap my highly sensitive clit and that just sends me to the fucking moon. That' what was happening now as my boss's big fucking balls slapped my clit like a wrecking ball, sending my pussy into overdrive. Ryan and I spent many years teaching myself how to squirt, and right now I was ruining this bed as I was practically pissing myself from squirting so much.

Understand this wasn't the usual doggy style anal sex, he was stand with his feet by my shoulders and crouching down to fuck me. It was so deep he almost lifted me off my knees as he fucked my asshole. I was screaming in both pleasure and pain as he rearranged my guts with his black telephone pole cock. What's more, is he knew how to slap me properly. Many men, including my husband at times, are afraid to slap me how I like. My husband will slap the fuck out of my ass which I love but that's where he stops. My ex-boss treated me like a cheap hoe, slapping my ass, my tits, even my face. His tight pulling of my long brown hair while ravaging my asshole gave me an anal orgasm. Meanwhile, him choking me and slapping my face as he opened up my pussy in missionary made me a truly submissive whore. Since marrying Ryan, he's shared me with 16 different black men. I've never been more satisfied sexually, and more ready and willing to bring a baby from another man into the world, than when I fucked this man now.

In the moment I always questioned if Ryan would really want me to get pregnant from another man. I always made my black partners wear condoms or fuck me while I'm already pregnant to avoid accidental creampies leading to babies. But that thought of what my husband said to him echoed in my head again. "He also said you haven't had your first period after giving birth yet but I shouldn't worry about cumming in you raw, in fact he encouraged it..." That last part, "He encouraged it..." was swirling in my head.

"Where do you want this cum, baby!? I can't hold back much longer!" he grunted.

"Oh fuck baby! Just cum in my fucking pussy! You heard my husband! Send me home with a leaking pussy!" I moaned back.

He then grabbed my ass as he laid on top of me missionary style, plunged deep inside me and exploded cum all over the inside of my pussy. We were lost in each other, sweating and out of breath from a level of passionate sex we'd both waited 17 years to have. I still couldn't believe my husband allowed this to happen, at least to this extent. The cum didn't even spill out of me because it was so deep that my pussy held it in. The thing was, we weren't ready to be done yet. We stayed in that hotel room all night, fucking four more times and leaving me with four total creampies and a facial just for fun. I checked out after a night of intense fucking at 5:30 the following morning, driving home in the morning dark, and returning home before my family had woken up. I showered and got into bed with my husband Ryan, who woke up to ask how it went.

"He creampied me four times, and still had enough to paint my face in cum..." I told him.

"You think you'll get pregnant?" he asked.

"I guess we'll wait and see." I told him.

The rest of the week was waiting for my period to come...