SCRATCH THE ITCH
Once again remember this is a work of fiction. No one mentioned is an actual person. However considering the many types of people in the world I really wouldn't be surprised if something like this actually happened. But in this story it's just a figment of a demented mind.
I'm lying in bed with my wife snuggled up to me. We've just had a good sex session and she's coming down from the buzz a woman gets from a good railing. Soon she'll be up when she cleans most of my cum out of her pussy.
We're both in our late 20's, no k**s yet but we're talking about in a couple of years. I'm Jake and she's Wanda so we've been together for about eight years and married for six of those.
I stand 6' tall, am around 210 pounds, in fairly good shape (Can't fail to mention this.) and my dick is about 7 inches. She's also tall about 5'10", great long legs, an ass to die for and her tits are between a B and C size but that's more than enough for me.
We've always tried to spice up our sex lives in anyway we can. Namely roll playing and watching porn, lately a lot of interracial porn you know where white wives are fucking black guys. We also enjoy the kind where both partners are white.
For some reason that IR porn has lit a fire within her. Just shows that men aren't the only ones that can be obsessed by watching porn. It's kind of taking our roll playing to another level with greater intensity than I ever imagined. Have to say it's also driving me crazy having an obsessed wife and not really in a good way.
One thing she's asked about is stepping out of our home and doing some real teasing. The location would be a nice club or lounge. It's constantly on her mind so I asked her about it.
"So how do you feel about that?" I asked. "It seems to be constantly on your mind these days."
"It's actually exciting to think about but it's also scary. I mean there is the unknown factor in all of this."
"So how do they combine and what is the big driver for you?"
"I guess one feeds the other and causes them both to increase. I know when I'm kind of dreaming about it, like fucking a stranger it sure gets me wet and trembling."
"So if we take the next step are you prepared for it and would you actually go through with it?"
"I don't know. Changing a fantasy to reality is a huge step. I'm also wondering how you would feel about your wife that was willing to be fucked by someone else. I worry it would as don't want it to damage our marriage."
"I have to admit I have thought about that for a long time and find it pretty exciting. However it would be a bit uncomfortable for me until you're back in my arms. But I think I'd be okay although I do have some concerns."
I figured the only way I could either get her to give this up or go for it was to ramp up the fear to terror. Although I'd appear go along with her desire there is something I wanted to add. It could be a deal breaker and maybe just keep this as a fantasy or she might surprise me and call my bluff. Either way, considering her current state, thought I'd just take my chances and see what happens.
"So you said fear of the unknown is helping drive your excitement level up. I was thinking if you really want to do this then I'll add three conditions before I approve. Then with my permission it won't really be cheating."
"Oh boy, what would you want?"
Well I thought here goes nothing and I hoped it might cure her of this itch that's driving her crazy these days.
"First of all you leave the diaphragm at home and it must be during the risky time of your cycle and no condoms. Also no Plan B pill, so you'll also get a few weeks of the terror that only calendar worries can give a woman.
This was greeted by a gasp from her. Then she rolled over, lifted herself on her elbows and looked at me.
"Damn you. You really want me scared out of my tree if I do this huh? Have you thought abut the possible consequences, namely a surprise c***d we would have to raise."
"Actually I have. I know this is really driving you mentally and emotionally right now. It's driving me crazy as well so it's probably best we get it out of your system quicker rather than later. Then once that itch is taken care of we can get on with the rest of our lives if even it creates a baby."
"I'll have to think about this."
With that she rolled over on her side and went to sleep.
The next day was a normal one, errands and housework. Since it was Sunday we did out for a nice hike then back home in time for dinner and Sunday Night Football since our favorite team was playing. Right at halftime she got up and sat on my lap.
"You're a stinker for putting on those conditions. Now I'm really scared but excited out my mind. Can't get the thought out of my head and its really driving me crazy. So if you're okay with sharing your wife with a stranger and letting her risking getting knocked up I'm game."
Wow, I really didn't expect that. While I wondered if she was willing to go through with fantasy my reaction was one of surprise and excitement.
"Okay so when is the best time for you?"
"I'll be 13 days into my cycle on Friday and if it turns out to be a full weekend rather than just one night I'll be 15 days by Sunday. Just to check and I'll get one of those ovulation tests to be sure. But here's my condition. I'm taking an EPT today and if it's negative then no sex until next Sunday night."
Being cut off for a week is something I hadn't planned on. However on the good side after a week I'll have a lot of cum saved up to pump inside her pussy when she returns from her adventure. So I agreed.
The nights were a little tough and I really had to focus at work but finally Friday arrived. This time we'd be going over to the next town. I found a nice place, not just a meat market, where business and convention types went for food, drinks and dancing.
After getting ready she came out wearing a black skirt with matching top. She skirt came to about three inches above he knees and her heels brought her up to almost as tall as I was.
"Wow, you look good enough to eat!"
"Down boy, I'll be desert either tomorrow or Sunday night. Now let's get going before me nerves get totally out of hand.. I'm so nervous I've felt like throwing up all day."
Then she came over and handed me her diaphragm so I knew it was game on for her. Needless to say the ride to the other town was so full of nervous energy coupled with fear one could almost cut it with a knife. Finally we arrived.
I helped her out of the car and watched as she headed for the door. Then I parked the car and went inside. It was not jammed full but there were plenty of people and I found myself a table while I noticed that Wanda found a seat at the end of the bar. Boy she looked really hot, like a woman out for a good time and it wasn't too long before guys started hitting on her.
Nursing a drink I noticed a tall black fellow, in business casual, came over and she went out to dance with him. The first tune was fast but the next slower so she could get close and he wrapped his arms around her. Have to admit I really didn't expect her to be with a black guy but it does make the fantasy more intense. As the night progressed it appeared he was the guy and their dancing got closer, more intimate as well as them kissing each other. By her look I could tell Wanda's motor was really running. Then he headed for the men's room and she waited then headed for a bathroom stop of her own swinging by the table I was seated at.
"He's really nice and has very soft hands. Still I'm so nervous and scared my stomach is doing flip-flops."
"Just remember you can stop and call this off or you can continue and see how it all goes. At least then you'd realize if this is to stay a fantasy or take the risk and make it a reality for you."
"I know, been thinking about that but will see what happens."
Then she was off and soon they were both at their seats talking laughing and touching each other. About that time I thought I'd add a little more terror so decided to leave. That way there would be no one to rescue her. Once they were back out on and dance floor I quietly slipped out, got in the car and headed back home. By doing that I knew my action made the decision for her. Did get a text asking where I was so told her to have fun and enjoy the night or weekend. About an hour later got another saying they were headed to his condo.
Next morning Wanda sent me a text about a wonderful night of passion and heavy duty fucking she had enjoyed. She added that he asked if she might spend the weekend with him and her answer was yes. Now I knew passion overruled her fears.
Didn't sleep that well Saturday evening but got a text that after lunch he was bringing her home. Guess I get to welcome my well-fucked wife back into my life.
I heard them drive up, she gave him a big kiss and stepped out. As he drove away I opened he door, wrapped my arms around her as a welcome.
"Oh my God that was something else. After we got to his condo we both undressed and I got to suck his cock. It's thicker than your dick but just a bit longer. He really knows how to use his tongue and I must have had at least two orgasms before he began to push inside me. That's when the fear really hit and I knew there was no turning back. Boy he pumped a lot of cum inside my pussy then."
She related how he fucked her three times that night. Then gave her a great breakfast, took her to lunch, bought a anklet that had a ace of spades on it. I guess he feels she's a black cock slut now. Then it was back to his place for dinner and another night of unprotected fucking.
"Saturday night I just resigned myself to the fact the any damage was done and if he had gotten lucky I couldn't get any more pregnant. Oh and that test I took before we left showed that I was ovulating. That really made me a bit sick to my stomach before we headed out."
Since she was still leaking some of his cum a shower was next. Then after dinner we both had an early bedtime. Since Wanda was sore the next day or two there was no sex. Finally Tuesday evening I couldn't wait any longer and took off all her clothes right after she got home from work.
After that it was off to the bedroom for some great tongue action that left her breathless. Before I was about to enter her she told me no need for the diaphragm so I plunged into her and eventually exploded into her pussy.
Now we're waiting. I have an EPT ready to go as we know from the other one she wasn't pregnant before that fateful weekend. Three weeks passed, her stomach was still doing flip-flops due to the terror of calendar worries that were almost terminal. She did throw up a few times and it appeared her period was going to be either late or not at all.
"Let me have that EPT and here goes nothing. No matter how this comes out I think the itch is gone. I really don't want to experience this level of terror and excitement ever again."
Then she headed off to the bathroom. After some silence I heard Oh Shit!
That's when I knew we were heading into a new adventure in our lives. Going to be interesting explaining to our relatives and friends how we got a mixed or maybe a black baby. Guess she'll feel even more fear over the next eight months so I'll need to be very supportive and loving. Still in some perverse way this has been very exciting and I wonder if, after the baby arrives, she might be game for an encore.
I'm lying in bed with my wife snuggled up to me. We've just had a good sex session and she's coming down from the buzz a woman gets from a good railing. Soon she'll be up when she cleans most of my cum out of her pussy.
We're both in our late 20's, no k**s yet but we're talking about in a couple of years. I'm Jake and she's Wanda so we've been together for about eight years and married for six of those.
I stand 6' tall, am around 210 pounds, in fairly good shape (Can't fail to mention this.) and my dick is about 7 inches. She's also tall about 5'10", great long legs, an ass to die for and her tits are between a B and C size but that's more than enough for me.
We've always tried to spice up our sex lives in anyway we can. Namely roll playing and watching porn, lately a lot of interracial porn you know where white wives are fucking black guys. We also enjoy the kind where both partners are white.
For some reason that IR porn has lit a fire within her. Just shows that men aren't the only ones that can be obsessed by watching porn. It's kind of taking our roll playing to another level with greater intensity than I ever imagined. Have to say it's also driving me crazy having an obsessed wife and not really in a good way.
One thing she's asked about is stepping out of our home and doing some real teasing. The location would be a nice club or lounge. It's constantly on her mind so I asked her about it.
"So how do you feel about that?" I asked. "It seems to be constantly on your mind these days."
"It's actually exciting to think about but it's also scary. I mean there is the unknown factor in all of this."
"So how do they combine and what is the big driver for you?"
"I guess one feeds the other and causes them both to increase. I know when I'm kind of dreaming about it, like fucking a stranger it sure gets me wet and trembling."
"So if we take the next step are you prepared for it and would you actually go through with it?"
"I don't know. Changing a fantasy to reality is a huge step. I'm also wondering how you would feel about your wife that was willing to be fucked by someone else. I worry it would as don't want it to damage our marriage."
"I have to admit I have thought about that for a long time and find it pretty exciting. However it would be a bit uncomfortable for me until you're back in my arms. But I think I'd be okay although I do have some concerns."
I figured the only way I could either get her to give this up or go for it was to ramp up the fear to terror. Although I'd appear go along with her desire there is something I wanted to add. It could be a deal breaker and maybe just keep this as a fantasy or she might surprise me and call my bluff. Either way, considering her current state, thought I'd just take my chances and see what happens.
"So you said fear of the unknown is helping drive your excitement level up. I was thinking if you really want to do this then I'll add three conditions before I approve. Then with my permission it won't really be cheating."
"Oh boy, what would you want?"
Well I thought here goes nothing and I hoped it might cure her of this itch that's driving her crazy these days.
"First of all you leave the diaphragm at home and it must be during the risky time of your cycle and no condoms. Also no Plan B pill, so you'll also get a few weeks of the terror that only calendar worries can give a woman.
This was greeted by a gasp from her. Then she rolled over, lifted herself on her elbows and looked at me.
"Damn you. You really want me scared out of my tree if I do this huh? Have you thought abut the possible consequences, namely a surprise c***d we would have to raise."
"Actually I have. I know this is really driving you mentally and emotionally right now. It's driving me crazy as well so it's probably best we get it out of your system quicker rather than later. Then once that itch is taken care of we can get on with the rest of our lives if even it creates a baby."
"I'll have to think about this."
With that she rolled over on her side and went to sleep.
The next day was a normal one, errands and housework. Since it was Sunday we did out for a nice hike then back home in time for dinner and Sunday Night Football since our favorite team was playing. Right at halftime she got up and sat on my lap.
"You're a stinker for putting on those conditions. Now I'm really scared but excited out my mind. Can't get the thought out of my head and its really driving me crazy. So if you're okay with sharing your wife with a stranger and letting her risking getting knocked up I'm game."
Wow, I really didn't expect that. While I wondered if she was willing to go through with fantasy my reaction was one of surprise and excitement.
"Okay so when is the best time for you?"
"I'll be 13 days into my cycle on Friday and if it turns out to be a full weekend rather than just one night I'll be 15 days by Sunday. Just to check and I'll get one of those ovulation tests to be sure. But here's my condition. I'm taking an EPT today and if it's negative then no sex until next Sunday night."
Being cut off for a week is something I hadn't planned on. However on the good side after a week I'll have a lot of cum saved up to pump inside her pussy when she returns from her adventure. So I agreed.
The nights were a little tough and I really had to focus at work but finally Friday arrived. This time we'd be going over to the next town. I found a nice place, not just a meat market, where business and convention types went for food, drinks and dancing.
After getting ready she came out wearing a black skirt with matching top. She skirt came to about three inches above he knees and her heels brought her up to almost as tall as I was.
"Wow, you look good enough to eat!"
"Down boy, I'll be desert either tomorrow or Sunday night. Now let's get going before me nerves get totally out of hand.. I'm so nervous I've felt like throwing up all day."
Then she came over and handed me her diaphragm so I knew it was game on for her. Needless to say the ride to the other town was so full of nervous energy coupled with fear one could almost cut it with a knife. Finally we arrived.
I helped her out of the car and watched as she headed for the door. Then I parked the car and went inside. It was not jammed full but there were plenty of people and I found myself a table while I noticed that Wanda found a seat at the end of the bar. Boy she looked really hot, like a woman out for a good time and it wasn't too long before guys started hitting on her.
Nursing a drink I noticed a tall black fellow, in business casual, came over and she went out to dance with him. The first tune was fast but the next slower so she could get close and he wrapped his arms around her. Have to admit I really didn't expect her to be with a black guy but it does make the fantasy more intense. As the night progressed it appeared he was the guy and their dancing got closer, more intimate as well as them kissing each other. By her look I could tell Wanda's motor was really running. Then he headed for the men's room and she waited then headed for a bathroom stop of her own swinging by the table I was seated at.
"He's really nice and has very soft hands. Still I'm so nervous and scared my stomach is doing flip-flops."
"Just remember you can stop and call this off or you can continue and see how it all goes. At least then you'd realize if this is to stay a fantasy or take the risk and make it a reality for you."
"I know, been thinking about that but will see what happens."
Then she was off and soon they were both at their seats talking laughing and touching each other. About that time I thought I'd add a little more terror so decided to leave. That way there would be no one to rescue her. Once they were back out on and dance floor I quietly slipped out, got in the car and headed back home. By doing that I knew my action made the decision for her. Did get a text asking where I was so told her to have fun and enjoy the night or weekend. About an hour later got another saying they were headed to his condo.
Next morning Wanda sent me a text about a wonderful night of passion and heavy duty fucking she had enjoyed. She added that he asked if she might spend the weekend with him and her answer was yes. Now I knew passion overruled her fears.
Didn't sleep that well Saturday evening but got a text that after lunch he was bringing her home. Guess I get to welcome my well-fucked wife back into my life.
I heard them drive up, she gave him a big kiss and stepped out. As he drove away I opened he door, wrapped my arms around her as a welcome.
"Oh my God that was something else. After we got to his condo we both undressed and I got to suck his cock. It's thicker than your dick but just a bit longer. He really knows how to use his tongue and I must have had at least two orgasms before he began to push inside me. That's when the fear really hit and I knew there was no turning back. Boy he pumped a lot of cum inside my pussy then."
She related how he fucked her three times that night. Then gave her a great breakfast, took her to lunch, bought a anklet that had a ace of spades on it. I guess he feels she's a black cock slut now. Then it was back to his place for dinner and another night of unprotected fucking.
"Saturday night I just resigned myself to the fact the any damage was done and if he had gotten lucky I couldn't get any more pregnant. Oh and that test I took before we left showed that I was ovulating. That really made me a bit sick to my stomach before we headed out."
Since she was still leaking some of his cum a shower was next. Then after dinner we both had an early bedtime. Since Wanda was sore the next day or two there was no sex. Finally Tuesday evening I couldn't wait any longer and took off all her clothes right after she got home from work.
After that it was off to the bedroom for some great tongue action that left her breathless. Before I was about to enter her she told me no need for the diaphragm so I plunged into her and eventually exploded into her pussy.
Now we're waiting. I have an EPT ready to go as we know from the other one she wasn't pregnant before that fateful weekend. Three weeks passed, her stomach was still doing flip-flops due to the terror of calendar worries that were almost terminal. She did throw up a few times and it appeared her period was going to be either late or not at all.
"Let me have that EPT and here goes nothing. No matter how this comes out I think the itch is gone. I really don't want to experience this level of terror and excitement ever again."
Then she headed off to the bathroom. After some silence I heard Oh Shit!
That's when I knew we were heading into a new adventure in our lives. Going to be interesting explaining to our relatives and friends how we got a mixed or maybe a black baby. Guess she'll feel even more fear over the next eight months so I'll need to be very supportive and loving. Still in some perverse way this has been very exciting and I wonder if, after the baby arrives, she might be game for an encore.
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