As I saw John out after his pleasurable evening with his latest conquest, and then took Cara out for her final ablutions, I wondered how my wife Margaret would be feeling and how I would be greeted when I returned to the bedroom.

“Hi, my loving Cucky” she greeted me “how is the most loving hubby feeling now that he knows his naughty wife has fulfilled one of her life-long desires?”. At this a thought crossed my mind – is she admitting to other life-long desires? Time will tell, I thought, let’s deal with one at a time!

“It would appear that you nearly missed my first black cock induced orgasm” she cheekily said “Tell me later what happened to cause that, as right now I need a very gentle tongue in my deepest inner parts to soothe some feeling back into them, as I feel quite numb”. Happy as ever to oblige, I dived once again between her legs. “While I’m down here, please tell me all that happened earlier” I pleaded.

Before going into details of her intimate liaison with her first black man, she said “First of all I want to say thank you sincerely for allowing this to happened and that I don’t know what has come over me, but I am really enjoying it and I’m dam sure you are too”. I couldn’t disagree with her and not just because my mouth was buried half-way to her cervix! “Can I break off a minute and tell you my thoughts” I requested. She nodded, so I told her that I had an idea why things had happened this way. “You have been working so hard to suppress that one naughty thought, that you managed to suppress all sexy thoughts” I expounded “and when that one was released all others were too, thus proving my own thoughts that you really are a truly sexual woman, as John described you”. “OK, Freud, I guess you’re probably right – anyway, shall we just enjoy the outcome” she responded. As I returned to my newly acquired favourite pastime (of clean-up duties), she continued with the story of earlier.

“As you know”, she expanded, “I have been so turned on since yesterday that when John grabbed me in his arms my love tunnel was already well open to his advances. It really thrilled me when he said we would want you to place his love stick in me and it gave me an even greater pleasure when you more than happily did so. As he pumped it in further and further it went way past the point to which you, my darling Cucky had ever reached – yes, you really are a Cuckold now! It nudged against my cervix and then forced its way up into my womb – I felt as if I could open my mouth and touch it! He must be very nearly DOUBLE your length – how do you feel about your slutty wife being penetrated by such a wopper?”. “I did warn you that they were usually big boys, didn’t I” was my breathless reply. “You did, and I loved it” she added “but did you actually know how big he was?” I briefly explained how he had grabbed my hand on the morning after the Pub Lunch and pressed it against his weapon, before returning to duties.

She continued that when I was sent from the room it gave her great pleasure to think how horny I would be and then when she heard the knock on the door she nearly came to tremendous orgasm but was determined to hang on until I returned. Hurry back, she was thinking to herself when the wind blew the door open and the sight of myself and Rita standing there in awe of the action in front of them just pushed her over the top and she erupted into her best ever orgasm – “Sorry, Cucky hubby, that one beat the other night!” she blissfully stated.

As she was coming down from that tremendous orgasm, she said that she thought that she had heard Rita say something about finding a “willing and able man” and was pleased to note that Rita had completely ignored me – her loving Cucky – in her quest for what she was after. In the lingering throes of that almighty orgasm, she nearly went back over the top when she heard John bellow “Shut that outside door and get in here – your wife is in need of a major clean-up.” Her heightened excitement continued as he added “She wants an encore” and that her loving Cucky would “need to be available before every repeat”. Reporting that her excitement was only slowly diminishing especially when she realised that I wanted to preserve the moment by taking some photographs, she was so thrilled when John thanked me for cleaning out her black man’s spunk filled pussy saying “Good job, we are now ready for another round so you had better go and sort out some food for us lovers”.

“I think that you have done enough cleaning now” she said “Leave some in so that you can have true sloppy seconds (or fifths or sixths – I’ve lost count!)”. I was instantly in position to slip my aching dick, which had been kept throbbing now for hours, into her soaking wet adulterous pussy – try as I might, I only managed a few thrusts before I blasted into her well enlarged love passage. “Let’s leave the last clean-up until the morning” she said as the energy drained from her and she started to slip into blissful sleep. “Or, you can do that gently while I’m asleep if you wish” she murmured to which I selfishly agreed and went down to see if I could determine any difference between mine and his come – of course, I could – mine seemed so thin and runny after his really thick, almost chewable offerings. I was soon satisfied as I had already had the greatest reward I was hoping for – the use of a very sloppy pussy!

As she drifted off to sleep, I reminded her that I was yet to tell her of Rita’s intrusion and all that she had witnessed. “Can’t wait” she sleepily murmured “look forward to that tomorrow, but don’t wake me up! I’ve got a few more things to tell you myself”.

---