I was near giddy as I showered, dick stiffening at the knowledge of what my wife might be doing in the other room. I was overly excited and cut the shower short to return to her. I still couldn’t believe that we had discussed cuckolding with an actual bull – just moments ago.
I quickly dried myself and threw on my boxers, rushing out the bathroom with erect curiosity. As soon as I opened the door the sound of feminine moans and bodies slapping hit my ears. As I rounded the corner into the main bedroom I was greeted to the erotic sight of my nude wife. She was lying on the bed with her legs wide, feet resting on the bedding below. She was massaging her pussy as she took in the images on the screen. Her tits rested sexually on her chest, jiggling slightly as she played with herself. I noticed that her cocktail dress was tossed on the floor along with her stilettos and panties.
“I didn’t mean to order this.” She blushed when she noticed me.
“Order what?” I replied, as I approached the bed finally glancing at the television.
I was shocked to see a woman being pounded intensely by a massive black cock, her head arched back in pleasure as she took the large organ inside of her.
A knot twisted in my stomach as my dick strained to full hardness. “Wow.” I looked at her, stunned. “I guess Mark’s proposition got to you?” I managed, blood pressure rising – simultaneously horrified and aroused that it might have. I was legitimately shocked that she would actually have chosen an interracial film, as we had never seen one together. A million thoughts began racing through my mind.
She stammered, but didn’t stop playing with her sopping mound. “No, I… I saw the Title, Naughty Wives – and tried previewing it. I don’t know how to work the remote, I guess I ordered it accidentally.”
I believed her, but teased her regardless, “Uh huh. Sure you did babe.”
She blushed, temporarily closing her legs momentarily in embarrassment. “I’m serious…” she whined.
I said nothing, but approached her on the bed.
Vanessa’s pussy looked divine, dampening and plump as her delicate fingers massaged her clit. I instinctively crawled towards her sex face first. She saw my intent and sexily opened her legs further, removing her hand.
I began smothering her naughty bits with kisses, up her inner thigh, around her mound, and eventually planting deep and passionate ones directly on her swollen clit. She moaned immediately in response, grabbing my head and hair as I licked her. I couldn’t help but noticed how incredibly wet she was.
I glanced up to see her eyes fixated on the television, the moans of the the woman in the movie echoing from behind me. I removed my mouth to catch a breath, “Well? Do you like the movie?” I asked, somehow hoping she did.
She nodded, and bit her lip, speaking in her sexy voice, “It’s crazy, but I do. I’ve never seen a black one before.”
Her admission sent my blood pressure through the roof, and I couldn’t help but further spur her arousal.
“I bet you Mark’s even bigger than that.” I don’t know why I said it.