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Bisexual > Tim, his wife and her hung black boyfriend.
By Stuart Leaworthy,
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The Adventures of Tim : Part 3 : Tim, his wife and her hung black boyfriend.
It had been 6 months since I"d last seen Frank at the signal box, he"d sent me a
birthday card on my 22nd birthday which made me feel a bit guilty about not
going over to see him. I wanted to spread my wings a bit and meet other guys and
hopefully get into a group thing, but it turned out to be harder than I thought.
In those days there wasn"t the Internet and I suppose I was quite naive about
how to meet men. I thought after passing my driving test and getting a company
car it would give me more opportunity to meet guys. I soon got to know the
location of all the public toilets on my patch and although I did give and
receive some great blowjobs I craved the feel of a cock up my ass and this was
never forthcoming.
My parents had been pestering me about meeting a girl and settling down. A girl
called Kim had moved in a few doors down from where I lived and she had
expressed an interest in me. I must admit I hadn"t noticed her at all, any way
she was having a 21st birthday party at the local hall and I was invited. I was
not really looking forward to the party but that night I got all dogged up in my
best gear and went along.
Almost as soon as I went in my parents called me over to meet Kim and her
parents. To my surprise I quite fancied Kim, she was very slim with small but
pert breasts and nice legs. Her hair was short but sort of wavy and she had a
very pixie like face. We chatted for ages and got on really well we had a couple
of dances including one slow dance where she held me really close. Although I
fancied her I couldn’t get a hard on while we were dancing, I tried but there
was nothing happening. I put it to the back of my mind, as I didn"t think it
would ever be an issue.
We sat down at a table over in the corner and chatted some more we had a lot in
common and seemed to share a lot of interests. A guy came passed and muttered
something about Peter Pan, I asked Kim what he meant. She told me it was her
brother and that he thought she looked like a guy with make-up on. Although I
didn"t say I must admit I agreed, her pixie like features did make her look a
little androgynous and for the first time that evening a felt a definite
stirring in my loins.
That summer Kim and I spent a lot of time together and in the autumn of the same
year we got engaged, we had slept together a few times and although I don"t
think I ever managed to fully maintain and erection she seemed very happy with
me in the bedroom. We got married the following spring and moved into a house
not far from where Frank used to work at the station. It had been over 12 months
since I was last with a man and although the cravings were still there I"d put
them to the back of my mind. Then one day I bumped into Frank while shopping at
the supermarket, as soon as I saw him my cock began throbbing in my jeans. He
looked really hot, his hair was now completely grey to match his moustache, he
was wearing a tight t shirt he had obviously been working out as he had big
pecks and massive nipples poking out through the thin material, his legs were
toned and tanned and the disgustingly short, tight cut down jeans left nothing
to the imagination. We chatted for a while and eventually I convinced him to
take me for a drink. We headed off in his car to a quiet pub he knew just
outside town.
We never got to the pub but ended up parked up down a country lane, where we
were all over each other like before. My jeans and briefs were soon around my
ankles my cock rock hard against my stomach. Frank"s shorts were soon wet with
my saliva as I licked and bit at his cock just like I used to do. We kissed for
ages his tongue deep in my mouth the feel of his stubble against my smooth face
was incredible. His shorts were soon down around his ankles and I played and
sucked on his huge cock, I kicked my jeans and briefs off and climbed over to
his side of the car straddling his big fat lovely cock. I rubbed my ass over his
cock, my own cock hard against his hairy stomach. I spat on my fingers and
worked the saliva into my ass and over his cock I just had to have him inside me
one more time.
It wasn"t to be though, Frank stopped me explaining that he"d left his wife some
time ago and had met a young guy that he was now living with and that although
he wanted to fuck me he just couldn"t. I was pleased for him but bitterly
disappointed. Rather than going for a drink Frank decided it would be better to
drop me back at the supermarket, we said good-bye and I watched as he drove
home.
The next two years were not good for Kim and myself, we drifted apart our sex
life went from bad to worse. I became a irritable and bad tempered and craved
the attention of a man, I started visiting public toilets again but the various
authorities had started knocking them down and the opportunities to get some
cock seemed to be disappearing. To make matters worse I got promotion to a desk
job and wasn"t able to visit my favorite haunts. Kim changed her job as well and
we saw less and less of each other as we both did more overtime. One evening
when picking Kim up from work I noticed her talking to a tall black guy. I asked
who he was and she said it was Vernon the electrician, I quizzed her about him
and began to get very suspicious. She never mentioned Vernon again and I never
saw him again at here workplace.
Later that year...
It was Christmas Eve, as was usual Kim and her work collegues would go down the
Greenman the local pub at lunchtime and I would pick her up about 6pm after
leaving work. I got to the pub late around 6:45 expecting to get a bollocking
off Kim but she wasn"t there. I asked the barman he said they were all there but
had all got taxis home at 6pm. I went off home, we were due to go out for a meal
with our friends at 8pm but at 9pm she had still not rang. I was really pissed
off so when she rang at 11:30 to say she was at the Greenman and why hadn"t I
picked her up earlier. I drove over to the pub expecting her to be outside but
there was no sign of her. I marched into the pub and there she was sitting with
Vernon the black guy over in the alcove. I told her to get her fucking coat and
get outside, I went back to the car to wait for her. 15 minutes later she still
hadn"t come out so I went back in, I grabbed her arm and said come on your
coming home bitch. Then Vernon piped up, he told me to calm down and not show
myself up. I was fucking mad I could have decked him, Kim got up to calm me
down, but she was drunk as a skunk, I"d not seen her like that before and that
made me even more angry. Kim said she only come if I dropped Vernon off on the
way home. I reluctantly agreed on the way out the landlord smirked at me making
me feel really small and insignificant.
I got in the car and to top it all Kim got in the back with Vernon, all the way
home they were laughing and giggling. I was directed to Vernon’s house, we
pulled up outside and Vernon turned to Kim and asked for a Christmas kiss. Kim
could see I was staring at her in the rear view mirror but still she gave him a
long lingering French kiss. The rest of the journey home was in silence, we got
home and Kim just collapsed on the bed. I tried to wake her but she was well
asleep, I managed to get her coat, blouse and skirt off, it was then I noticed
he knickers were drenched. I leaned forward and was met with an aroma I knew
very well - spunk. That fucking black bastard had fucked my wife, I stood there
looking at her calling her all the slags and sluts under the sun. But I couldn’t
help feeling very horny my cock was hard and my heart beating in my mouth. I
leaned over her again and flicked my tongue over her wet knickers, Mmmm spunk
and fanny juice. I kissed her thighs and imagined Vernon"s black body lying
between them, I took my hard cock out and began wanking as I slowly kissed her
wet panties, I pulled them to one side her lips were puffy and a little red, I
licked and sucked at them, I ran my fingers over her lips and clitoris, pushing
my self between he legs I buried my head in her wet cunt licking and sucking the
juices that were dripping from her hot cunt.
I felt a hand on the back of my head, forcing my head deeper into Kim"s cunt,
she began to moan, I ripped her panties off and fucked her like I"d never fucked
her before. I was so horny I shot my load in seconds. Kim sighed and asked if
I"d cum, I said I had and rolled over to my side of the bed. Kim got up in a
huff muttered something about nothing changing and went into the bathroom for a
shower.
The next morning things were tense between us but eventually we chatted and
agreed to go our separate ways. Kim admitted that she had been having an affair
with Vernon for about 6 months, I couldn’t believe it as she had always said she
didn"t like black guys. That night I moved into the spare bedroom and over the
next two weeks we arranged to put the house up for sale. We began to live
separate lives while still living under the same roof, Kim starting seeing
Vernon on a regular basis but always coming home to the house at the end of the
evening sometimes as late as 4 am in the morning.
The one night Vernon had parked his car on our drive, I could hear the two of
them messing about in the back. I crept downstairs and out of the back door and
around the side. The back windows were steamed up slightly but I could see from
the street light that Vernon was straddling Kim"s face his big black cock in her
mouth. I was envious, not of Vernon but of Kim, I wished it were me lying there
with a face full of black cock. Vernon slid down Kim"s body, I could just make
out her white legs wide open around his black body. Kim began to moan and scream
so I loud I thought it might wake the neighbors as Vernon began to fuck her. A
car went passed and for a couple of seconds the headlights lit up my face, I
could tell Kim had spotted me, she looked straight at me and smiled. I went back
in the house more than a little embarrassed at being caught snooping.
The next evening Kim came into my bedroom told me straight that she"d seen me
watching her and Vernon fucking and that from Friday evening onwards she would
be bringing Vernon back to her bedroom and if I didn"t like it I could move in
with my Uncle and Auntie who had apparently told her I could bunk down in my
cousin Martin"s bedroom.
Sure enough Friday evening about 11:30 Kim brought Vernon back, I could hear
them make a coffee in the kitchen before going into what was Kim’s bedroom and
mine. I could hear Vernon’s deep voice they were discussing something, then Kim
shouted for me to come in the bedroom. I pretended not to hear but she called me
again. I went down the hall to our bedroom and knocked on the door, Kim said to
come in. I opened the door and went inside. Vernon was naked facing the door
with Kim kneeling between his legs with her back towards me. His cock was
flaccid but still big, his body glistening with sweat. Kim turned around told me
to shut the door and come on over. I stood next to her, I could feel the heat
from Vernon"s body and smell his manly scent. I asked her what she wanted, she
told me to look at Vernon"s cock, I looked, she told me to touch it and feel it,
I did as I was told, I don"t know who wanted it the most her or me. Kim told me
to kneel down on the floor next to her, I did as I was told. Vernon"s cock was
just inches from our faces. She turned to me looked me straight in the eye and
asked me if I was a queer. Straight away I said no, Kim shouted "don"t fucking
lie to me anymore, your a fucking queer, a sissy". I insisted that I was
straight, Kim smiled, "tell me your a fucking queer and I let your suck Vernon"s
cock" There was no hiding the pleasure on my face at this suggestion and I
looked up at Vernon for reassurance and he just smirked and nodded. "Ok yes I
said I"m a fucking queer and always have been" Kim smiled, took hold of Vernon"s
cock flicked her tongue over his knob and down his long shaft to his balls.
Pulling back his foreskin she kissed and licked the head of his cock before
rubbing it over her face. My mouth was open in anticipation waiting for my
reward for admitting to my wife that I was indeed a queer, a sissy. She let
Vernon"s cock slip from her mouth and offered it to me, I placed my hand on
Vernon"s thigh looked up at him for reassurance. He nodded once more and I took
hold of his hot cock, but Kim suddenly lurched forward pushing me back onto the
floor. "You fucking queer she shouted, you can sit on that cane chair and watch
while he fucks me but you"re not, fucking not, having my mans cock in your
mouth, and come the morning you can pack your bags and fuck off to your
cousins".
I sat down on the chair and watched while Vernon fucked my wife, filling her
cunt ass and mouth with his thick black cock before finally emptying his load in
her mouth. I watched as she drained the last drops of cum from his beautiful
black cock. She got up walked over to me smiled and spat a wad of spunk in my
face. "That all your getting now get back to your own room and be out my midday"
I left the room and went back into the spare bedroom, I switched the light on
and looked at myself in the mirror, the spunk Kim spat on my face was dripping
down my cheek, I scooped it up with my finger and licked it off.
Moving in with my auntie and uncle and cousin Martin didn"t seem that bad.
Martin and I had some fun and games when we were teenagers, perhaps we could
pick up were we left off ;-)
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