Corrupting My Conservative Wife

Disclaimer - this is a work of fiction, a fantasy, not based on any actual events or persons. The author does not condone or recommend any of the actions carried out by the characters in this story.

Corrupting My Conservative Wife
by LEBEC

Chapter One

    My name is Ben, and I've been married to my wife Jackie for 10 years. We got married right out of high school and I was Jackie's first lover. Jackie's folks were strict Irish-Catholics, and while we dated, she insisted on waiting until we got married before giving up her virginity. That didn't mean we couldn't make out some but, even getting to first base was a challenge with this girl.

    For example, at first I'd take her to a parking area and then, casually, throw my arm around her neck and kiss her. So far, so good. Then, a brief touch of her breast, over her clothes, which caused her to tense up. Then, I'd calm her down and we'd just kiss before I brought her home. The next time, I would try the same thing but, this time she would let me touch her a tiny bit longer before flinching. Each time, I would push the envelope, feeling her up, longer and longer, over her clothes, and getting her all worked up.

    The first time I got her breasts out in the open, she nearly freaked out. Even though it was dark and we were parked in a secluded area, she seemed to have a phobia about being exposed in public. I don't know why she was so worried. I think, perhaps, it was because she was afraid that we might get caught and someone would tell her overbearing father. Whatever it was, it took a good deal of patience, and a fair amount of negotiating on my part, to keep her calm. Back in those days, the best I could get out of her was an occasional hand job, while she remained fully-dressed. At the time, it was the best I could do.

    Once we got married, and I took her virginity, things improved significantly, and I knew it had been worth the wait. I was finally able to teach my cute blonde wife the basics of Sex and together we overcame many of her fears. Although she was still quite naive, I found her to be surprisingly hot in the bedroom. Unfortunately, as a Catholic girl, she practiced the Rhythm Method for birth control and I had to get in the habit of pulling out before every orgasm with her. Condoms were not allowed and she was very strict about not doing it when she was right in the middle of her cycle. I learned how to push the envelope with her on that, here and there, but only if I swore to pull out well in advance.

    In public, Jackie remained a very conservative dresser. Even though we grew up in the age of the micro-mini skirt, she always managed to choose clothes from the more modest end of the spectrum. It was a real challenge to talk her into wearing some more revealing clothes, perhaps some shorter skirts, or maybe showing some of her lovely cleavage. Every step of the way, she would resist my suggestions, and only relent after I insisted. It was only through great persistence that I got her to be a little more daring, and even then, she'd complain most of the time.

    For instance, one time when I got a little too drunk and horny, I tried to get her to take her panties off while we were out in public. We were in a dance club. It was dark. No one would know she wasn't wearing them but me, but still, she put her foot down and said No.

    Another time, I got even bolder and asked her if she'd go to an adult book store with me to pick out some x-rated movies, but she refused. She told me to just buy what I liked and we could watch them together at home.

    No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get her to do anything in public. I had a hot, sexy wife - one I was very proud of and wanted to show off in the worst way but, no matter how much I begged, she constantly shot me down. It was frustrating. It was annoying. I soon realized that what I was doing wasn't working very well and that arguing over Sex would be counterproductive. If I wanted to get her to be more adventurous, I'd have to try a different approach.

    Taking inventory of the situation, I had to admit that our sex life was still really terrific. In retrospect, I now know that I didn't truly appreciate what I had going for me. I mean, maybe she wasn't as slutty in public as I wanted her to be, but in private, she'd let me do just about anything I wanted - something most men only wish they could say about their wives. But for some reason, I seemed hung up on the Public thing and was mad at her because she wasn't what I thought she should be. I guess I felt "entitled" and, like a spoiled brat, I had been complaining and stamping my feet. There was no denying where it had gotten me, though. Nowhere. It was time to change course. If I wanted her to be less prudish, I would have to work within her limits first, breaking her in gradually, over time - like I had when we were first dating.

    I started by taking her out to dinner in nice, romantic restaurants. I decided not to criticize her conservative clothes any longer. In fact, I apologized, complimented her and told her how nice she looked. I'm sure that confused her a bit at first, but after a couple of "dates", she dropped her skepticism while I continued to reinforce her with praise and compliments.

    Also, I noticed that alcohol did wonders to help loosen her up, so each time we went to dinner, we'd polish off at least a bottle of wine between us. Then we'd go home and have wonderful sex. Before long, Jackie accepted and learned to enjoy these evenings more and more. It seemed she felt that she had won our argument over her clothes and couldn't help but notice how sweet and charming I was being. I think she even felt a little bad - probably, a little guilty that she may have been a bit harsh with me - because, the next time we went out, she voluntarily chose something that exposed a bit of cleavage. She told me she did it just for me because my birthday was coming and I had "been so good". I made light of it but, thanked her for my "present" and told her she looked "hot".

    She told me not to get too used to it and I pouted, jokingly. Then, she laughed, held my hand, and conceded, “Well, maybe just a bit more.” That night, she got out the only sexy nightie she had (it would still be considered "conservative" by many people's standards) and wore it to bed. I told her she looked beautiful and we had great sex.

    After another night of wining and dining, I presented her with a "birthday present" - a tasteful nightie that was similar to the one she had worn for me last time but, perhaps, slightly sexier. She agreed to wear it, but not before reminding me that she was only doing it because I had asked nicely.

    Having crossed this first barrier, I began to regularly surprise her with more gifts - more pretty things for the bedroom - each one naughtier than the last. Soon, she got used to dressing sexily in the bedroom, and even began to enjoy modeling them for me.

    One day, she went shopping and came home with a couple of pieces of lingerie she had picked out herself to surprise me. What she bought was more modest than I might’ve chosen for her but significantly racier than anything she might’ve chosen only a few short weeks ago. As she posed in each of her pretty, new "girlie things", as she now called them, I whistled and thanked her profusely. That inspired her to giggle. Then, she turned her butt towards me and pushed it back to give it a slap. I couldn't take it any longer, and jumped her bones right then and there.

    Our little "fashion shows" got wilder and wilder each time. My favorite was a 1960s-style Babydoll nightie I got for her. Totally see-thru and pink, she looked like an old Playboy magazine centerfold. I guess I should have been satisfied to have made THAT much progress, considering where we'd started. But I still had much bigger plans for my innocent wife.

Chapter Two

    It started when I brought home our first vibrator. It was small - one of those slim, four-inch-long, hard plastic ones. After a night out, I got her in bed and brought her to the brink of orgasm with my hands before springing it on her, gently placing it on the hood of her clit and turning it on low. She jumped in surprise and laughed, saying, "What the hell is that?" I held it up and joked, "Oh, just a little toy. Nothing big." Quickly, I returned it to her clit.

    She looked down at me and sarcastically said, "Are you having fun down there?"

    I laughed and said, "Oh, lots of fun."

    Either she was now enjoying it, or just decided to indulge me, but her head dropped back in submission. Seeing that, I picked up where I left off. It didn't take more than two minutes before my buzzing her clit pushed her over the top.

    Later on, I showed it to her and asked her how she liked it. It was so small and non-threatening looking that she just laughed and thought it was cute. She didn't complain, though, and I now knew she would be OK with the general concept of "Toys".

    The next couple of times, I used it exclusively on the outside, just to get her used to cumming with it. Each time, I'd praise her and ask her how she liked it, just to hear her say it - just to reinforce her acceptance of it. She had to admit she enjoyed it very much but, once again, reminded me that she was happy playing games with me, as long as we kept it in the privacy of our house.

    That was all I needed to hear. From then on, I made sure that she would have multiple orgasms with the toy. Even before I'd fuck her, I would start out by teasing her with it, rotating it around her clit until her pussy oozed its lubrication, Then, I'd scoop up the drips with the vibrator before returning to her clit.

    Once she was sufficiently wet, I took the next baby step and slipped the pinkie of my other hand inside of her, while continuing to vibrate her clit, in order to get her used to having something inside of her while she came on the vibrator. Then, I'd slip a larger finger inside of her, while I buzzed her, then two.

    Occasionally, I would switch hands and slip the slim tip of the vibrator just an inch or so inside of her, as I stroked her clit with my finger. When she didn't balk at the feeling of having a foreign object inside of her, I knew I had broken down her defenses a tiny bit more. Then, I'd switch back and bring her to orgasm with the vibrator buzzing her clit. After that, I'd fuck her awhile, pull out, and cum on her stomach, while I held the vibrator against her clit and made her cum one last time. She sighed and smiled from ear to ear.

***

    Our next session was a repeat of the last with a slight variation. This time, when I inserted the vibrator, I slid it deeper inside her and held it there longer, applying a bit of upward pressure. As I did, Jackie asked me what I was doing and I explained that I was attempting to massage her G-spot. I asked if she minded and if it felt good. She said it felt OK, maybe a little ticklish but not bad. I told her that maybe we'd need a little bigger one to fully stimulate her. As the suggestion sunk in, I quickly switched the vibe back to her clit. She just groaned and nodded, "Uh-huh."

    Then, for the first time ever, I had her hold the vibrator with her own hand against her clit, while I fucked her in the missionary position. She came again and again, before I pulled out and came on her stomach. She continued to twitch in orgasm for another half minute before releasing her hold on the toy. I knew I had her when I saw her scissor her thighs in satisfaction.

***

    The next time I took her out, I made sure she was nice and drunk, and when we got home, I introduced her to a new vibrator. It was bigger and stronger in every way but she instantly adjusted to both the size and the powerful vibrations. We did everything the same as last time except, when I pressed it against the roof of her vagina and asked her if she felt it against her G-spot, she said she could definitely feel something this time. The first time she came, it was even stronger and more powerful than usual.

    Shortly after I started to fuck her, I felt her pussy strangling my cock so tightly, while she held the vibrator against her clit. The feeling was so intense and the visual was so exciting that I couldn't hold back my cum any longer. As I quickly pulled out and came on her belly, I felt bad that I hadn't lasted as long as usual but did, at least, get the satisfaction of seeing my sexy wife cumming while she ground her new toy hard against her pubic bone.

    She continued to hold it there, cumming for a full minute or two longer. She craned her neck, looking up at me confused, as if she was wondering where I'd gone. Her eyes were wild and and her mouth gaped open, as if she were pleading with me to make her stop. I offered no help, except to massage my sperm into her skin, while tweaking her nipples. Then, I sat back and watched her continue to cum until she nearly passed out.

    When she recovered, she asked me if it was OK for me, noting that I had cum pretty quickly. I told her I didn't mind and that her pussy felt particularly awesome on my cock - so awesome, that I couldn't help myself. She offered that it was probably because of the extra stimulation of the new vibrator activating her pussy muscles so much. I added that the only thing I felt bad about was not being inside of her while she was having her most powerful cums.

    She admitted she felt a bit empty and missed not having a penis inside of her at that point. I told her I understood and promised to make it up to her next time.

    She felt a little bad, after having admitted her disappointment, so she kissed me, told me she loved me, and thanked me for all I was doing to make her feel good. I hid a devilish smile from her and plotted my next move.

Chapter Three

    The very next day, I practically ran out to our neighborhood sex shop to get more toys. It cost me a fortune but, I picked out three new ones, all of the latex, lifelike dick variety. Two days later, I had her out to dinner and plied her with alcohol. Jackie thought it was silly that I would want to take her out so soon after our last lovemaking session but I explained that I still felt bad about the other night and couldn't wait to "make it up to her".

    After getting her all worked up with the bigger, stronger plastic vibrator we had used last time, I pulled out the first of my new toys from under the bed. It was, basically, a normal-sized penis, about five/six inches long and of average thickness - only slightly smaller than me. Nothing frightening or intimidating and, although she did not know this yet, the smallest of the three new ones.

    When she saw the new toy, she laughed and asked what that was supposed to be for. I kidded her and said I had picked it up only as a "special emergency auxiliary backup cock", in case I had a repeat of last time. Giggling, she picked it up and held it in her open hand, chuckling nervously, but not taking her eyes off of it for a second. She took her other hand and traced her index finger over the lifelike veins, then cupped her hand around the scrotum, brailing its texture. Jackie said, "It looks so... so real!"

    "I know," I replied. "That's why I chose it. I wanted it to look and feel natural."

    "Well, I don't know how I'd feel with that shoved up inside me," she said. I laughed to myself, since I'd never actually said anything about shoving "anything" up inside "anyone" - but I now knew SHE was thinking about it.

    I put on a reassuring face and said, "That's alright. We might not need it anyway."

    She laughed, then smirked and said, "Yeah, right! OK, let's do it!"

    I said, "OK, but I need a moment now. I've lost some of my hardon. Let me play with you a bit more."

    She agreed and I returned to working on her with the big plastic vibrator, while the new toy lay unused and passive next to her hip. I alternated the vibrator between her clit and her pussy, taking time to insert one, then two fingers inside her pussy, in an effort to make sure her inner muscles were relaxed and open.

    After buzzing her G-spot for a minute or so, I felt her squirming under me. It was driving her crazy and I knew she wouldn't last long. On the next switch back to her clit, instead of using my fingers, I grabbed the new toy and placed it at the entrance of her vulva. I just let it sit there, leaning against her opening, with most of its weight on the bed, and only the tip nestled between her outer lips.

    At that point, her mind wasn't yet aware of what I had done but, somehow, her pussy seemed to know. Perhaps it was just the way I was teasing her clit with the vibrator, just lightly moving it around her clitoris without applying direct pressure. It was hard to be sure but it seemed to me that her inner lips were unfurling out towards the tip of the dildo, as if they were trying to kiss it and coax it inside. Her lubrication stepped up as well, dribbling over the entire pink corona of the latex dildo so that, through the glaze of her juices, it now looked almost alive to me. I took this as a signal to proceed.

    Gently lifting it up from the base, I applied a slight pressure and plugged it in, just a half inch. At this point, she didn't know what was going on, since I was constantly distracting her with the vibrator on her clit. I released the pressure temporarily, and she unconsciously tilted her pelvis upwards, as if her pussy were trying to recapture the fake penis and get it to resume its penetration.

    Seeing this, I lifted it up again and re-applied the pressure to her vulva - this time a little harder and with a slight left to right rotation. Suddenly, the ring of her pussy mouth gave way and the entire head, plus a couple of inches of shaft popped inside of her. Her lips made a pronounced "ooh" as she felt the new foreign object punch its way inside her. She gasped and asked, "Is that the new one?"

    "Yeah, I couldn't resist," I answered. "Is it OK?" I asked, bringing the vibrator closer to her clit.

    "Yeah, it's alright, I guess," she said, panting. "Just go slow, OK? It feels big."

    "Ah, this is nothin'," I joked. "But don't worry, I'll go slow. I'm bettin' you'll to be able to take it just fine."

    "OK, just be careful," she said, resigned. A matter of a few strokes later, the dildo had effortlessly made its way balls-deep inside of her, and her first orgasm with both a dildo and a vibrator began. It was like nothing she had ever felt before and, as her body shook in ecstasy, she looked up at me, helplessly.

    Then I used one hand to hold the dildo in place and keep it from being ejected by her powerful internal muscles, and quickly returned the vibrator to her clit. She paused only three seconds before beginning her climb towards a second orgasm. Quickly, I grabbed her right hand so she could hold the vibrator in place for me, while I used both hands to move the dildo in and out. When she came, she cried out in pleasure as her tight pussy clamped down and rhythmically shook around the latex penis.

    I continued to hold the dildo firmly inside of her. This signaled to her that I wanted one more from her and she quickly returned the vibrator to her clit, going in for a third round. This time, it slid smoothly in and out, while I praised her and commented how easily she was able to take it inside of her. By the time she began going in for "thirds", I had her sliding the fake penis in-and-out with her own left hand, while she rubbed the vibrator on her swollen clit with her right.

    As she approached her most powerful orgasm yet - I played with her breasts and nuzzled her neck, while I stroked my cock. Whispering to her, I said, "See, I told you you could take it. That thing's not even as big as me. I bet you could take one even bigger with absolutely no problem."

    She nodded her head Yes and groaned incoherently. I kept talking to her. "I think it's incredibly HOT watching you fuck yourself with this new toy. God, you look so beautiful right now!" She squirmed as I exhorted her to cum. "Cum for me, Baby. Cum on that little cock. I wanna see you hold it in as deep as you can."

    She responded by shoving it in up to the balls, while pressing the vibrator hard against her clit. She groaned from deep within her chest and came over and over again. Watching her, I got up on my knees and shot my cum all over her firm breasts.

    After she was done, she looked down at the semen dripping over her boobs and looked up at me with puzzlement. I could tell she was wondering why I hadn't fucked her.

    "I'm sorry," I said. "I couldn't help it. That was the hottest thing I've ever seen. You looked AMAZING doing that. I love you so much." This led to many sweet kisses and sighs. Then, I added, "Besides, at least we won't have to worry about getting you pregnant. You're ovulating this week, right?"

    She playfully slugged me, and said, "You know, full well it's next week, you idiot." Then she thought for a second and added, "But OK. I'm OK, if you're OK. Are you sure you're OK with this?"

    I confirmed, "Oh, I'm definitely OK. That was awesome!" I had, in essence, written myself, or at least my cock, out of tonight's sex plot - all for a kinkier, more voyeuristic high.

    "Alright, if you say so," Jackie sighed and, within minutes, we were both asleep, with satisfied smiles on our faces.

Chapter Four

    The next time I had the chance to play Sex Toys with my hot wife, Jackie, I decided I wanted to kick it up a notch, but wasn't sure if she would go for it. In order to increase the odds that she would go along with my plan, I made sure Jackie was especially inebriated first, with cocktails before and after dinner.

    You see, my next lifelike dildo was considerably larger, about eight inches, and Black. Since I didn't know how she would feel about those two factors, I decided not to warn her in advance.

    As we laid down in bed and began to play, I dimmed the lights and asked her to flip over onto her tummy before getting started. She agreed, without question, laying her cheek on her folded arms. Then, I began to work on her pussy with the small vibrator, for barely a minute, before switching over to the larger one.

    I made sure to take extra time to open her up with the big vibrator, before introducing the smaller dildo from last week. Then, I laid the vibrator up against her clit and watched as she came on the small dildo, like she had been doing it her entire life. I saw the tell-tale clamping down of her tight pussy while she spasmed but, this time, instead of holding the dildo firmly in place, I let it go, which allowed her muscles to eject the fake cock.

    At that moment, her cum was interrupted by the sudden loss of something inside of her. Instinctively, she reached back between her legs to retrieve it. I stopped her hand, brushing it aside. Then I quickly apologized for my "clumsiness" and told her I would take care of it.

    Instead, though, I grabbed onto the larger Black dildo, which I had already lubed up, and gently laid it passively at her entrance, just as I had when she first experienced the smaller, White one.

    Since she was frustrated, she actually squirmed some, backing up her ass, as if her pussy mouth was trying to recapture the cock. I indulged her by pressing the new toy forward to meet her. I couldn't help but smile, as the head and the first inch of the larger dildo popped in past her stretched outer lips. She was too excited to notice that I had switched it up on her. All she could do was coo and pant, and assume that the tightness was caused by her own clenching inner muscles.

    Jackie took a deep breath to relax her body for a moment, while I slowly screwed the toy halfway into her. She gasped again and, frantically reached back between her legs to grab onto it, unconsciously assuming the reason it wasn't going in easily was because I was doing it wrong.

    And so, she now took control. I sat back and smiled as I watched her struggling to wrap her fingers around the shaft and pull it deeper inside of her. As her pussy stretched and learned to accept more and more of it, she continued to breathe heavily, grunting the entire time but never giving up. She seemed determined not to stop until her palm reached the base.

    By the time she had it three quarters of the way in, she was already getting used to it, embracing the feeling of fullness so readily that her attention soon returned to resuming her previously interrupted cum.

    Frantically, she felt around the bed with her other hand searching for the big vibrator. I handed it to her and she quickly shoved it between her belly and the bed, until it reached her pubic bone.

    Desperate to finish now, she reached back with her other hand and found herself grabbing the Black dildo's balls. Violently, she pulled the last remaining inch of the shaft inside of her pussy until it bottomed out, and smashed the vibrator against her clit - HARD!

    She screamed as loud as I've ever heard her. I watched her struggling to hang onto it and sprung into action, holding onto the base to keep it wedged firmly against her cervix. Creamy white cum leaked from my wife's pussy, creating a striking contrast with the shaft of the dark Black dildo. Upon seeing this, I couldn't help myself and came all over my wife's beautiful ass. It leaked into her crack and some of it even drizzled down over the bottom inch or so of the dildo's shaft, where it comingled with her own creamy juices.

    I watched, stunned, as she quivered in place, nearly shoving the cum-covered base back inside of her. For a moment, I forgot myself and fantasized that my cum was leaking out of her sweet pussy. Then, I snapped out of it when I remembered that it was her fertile time. Before she could shove it back in for another try, I grabbed hold of it and pulled it out. Then I leaped forward to spoon and cuddle with her while I stroked her hair and calmed her down.

    A few minutes later, when she caught her breath, she reached between her legs and felt the wetness on her bottom. Suddenly concerned, she drew some of the sperm out between thumb and index finger and showed it to me. "You didn't get any of this IN me, did you?"

    "Oh no, not at all," I quickly countered. "It was all only on the outside."

    She quickly calmed down, but then I couldn't resist adding, "It sure looked hot as hell, though."

    Then, she elbowed me in the gut, and dozed off, but not before half-jokingly adding, "Don't even think about it, Mister!"

Chapter Five

    I couldn't help it, though. I thought of little else that entire week. The sight of my cum, gathering around the base of that Black dildo, really got me going. I wanted more but decided I should probably scale it back for awhile. She was in the waning days of her cycle, so I decided to go with only the vibrators, and only cumming on her body - far away from her pussy, even though I knew we would be pretty safe. I didn't want her to lose trust in me, and yet I still wanted to continue training her to enjoy cumming on toys.

    Then, thankfully, her period came, and we could both totally relax. We talked about it over a glass of wine, just to clear the air, and Jackie confessed that she wouldn't have been very mad, since we had been planning on having a child in the not too distant future anyway but, having it by accident with a big dildo shoved up her pussy wasn't exactly the romantic pregnancy scenario she had dreamed of.

    When I asked her, once again, if she had at least enjoyed the feeling of the dildo playing inside of her, she had to admit that she had. Pressing her further, she added that is was the best cum she had had with a dildo so far.

    I told her that I had enjoyed watching it go in and out of her, as well, and loved how much it made her cream as she came. She asked if she had really creamed that much and I told her I had never seen her put out so much before. I explained that the illusion of cum dripping out of her was incredibly hot and exciting for me and that I couldn't wait to see her cream on the dildo again. Jackie said she wasn't  sure if she could repeat that performance again but I assured her she could.

***

    Two days later, we were out at dinner and there was definitely a little apprehension on Jackie's part. Knowing that I was expecting something from her that she'd never done "on command" before, made her a little nervous. And, thus, she stalled - having one extra-strong after-dinner cocktail before we left the restaurant.

    By the time I got her into bed, she was so out of it, that I knew I wouldn't have to worry about showing her the Black dildo this time. In her present state, I figured she'd probably remember very little afterwards anyway. After getting her undressed, I placed it between her boobs, and told her that this was the dildo that had made her cream so much last time.

    She stared at it in astonishment, with her mouth hanging open. She told me she couldn't believe she had taken something so large inside of her. Personally, I was shocked that she hadn't said anything about the color of the dildo (her dad was a terrible Racist) but kept that observation to myself. I assured her that she had taken the whole thing without difficulty.

    She replied in a shy voice, perhaps a little embarrassed, "I don't know, it looks awfully big!" That didn't stop her from continually staring at it, spellbound, as she cradled the lifelike Black cock in between her cleavage.

    Encouraged, I said, "Well, we'll just try it for a bit and, if we can't get it in, we'll try something else, OK?" Unconsciously licking her lips, she said, "OK."

    "I'm just gonna get you ready first. Why don't you make friends with your new 'play toy' while I do?!" She giggled and introduced herself to the Black dildo nestled between her boobs. It was all very silly, baby talk babbling, until I turned on the big, powerful vibrator.

    Suddenly, she lit up inside. Instinctively, Jackie arched her back, and pressed her fists hard against the sides of her boobs, forcing the head of the cock upwards towards her mouth. As her pussy began to leak, she checked to see if I was looking and I pretended not to. Thinking I was too preoccupied to notice, she pointed her long, dainty tongue forward and brought it to the tip of the fake cock, poking it into the lifelike indentation of its urethra and wetting just the tip.

    I continued to pretend I couldn't see her. When, I applied upward pressure with the vibrator on her G-spot, she squirmed and allowed herself to capture some more of the head of the Black cock between her lips. I'm guessing Jackie was thinking, "Well, it's going to need to be lubed up anyway. I know can't actually swallow that whole thing - at least, I don't think I can - but, I guess it couldn't hurt to get some more of the head wet!" - because, just as I gave the vibrator a swirl inside of her, her tongue flattened and she began to lick all around the wide flare of the head. The more I worked on her, the more she got into the idea of blowing that Black toy.

    As her excitement grew, she dropped any pretense she might have had about being discovered, and really started going to town on the latex cock - alternately licking the tip, then slurping around the perimeter of the head and, occasionally, hungrily wrapping her lips around as much of the cock head as she could manage. I let her enjoy herself for a minute or two and almost felt bad when I had to take her "new friend" away from her.

    Like taking candy from a baby, she looked up at me with a wild, almost hurt expression."You can have this back later, if you want," I said, as I brought it down to her pussy. The head was already totally covered with her spit and, knowing her pussy was positively swamped with her own lubrication, I brought it directly to her opening without bothering to add any artificial lube to it. A tiny bit of pressure and the head slid inside of her easily.

    Jackie's mouth formed a serious "ooh" at the initial stretch but, by the next deep breath, she was already used to the girth of the fake cock. I didn't press forward, but instead, twisted it slightly to get more of her juices on it. It slid in another inch or so, just from that - enough to draw it out a bit, and then return it to its previous depth.

    Before the next pass, I squirted a bit of lube on the bottom four inches of the shaft, before trying again. I did not force it, though. Instead, I fucked her shallowly, until I was sure she was ready to take it to the next level.

    Then, I gently took her hand and placed it on the lower portion of the shaft. She understood what that meant. On her own, she began to draw the Black latex cock inside of her. Then, a gentle fucking motion ensued, as if her hand had a mind of its own. Each stroke brought her closer and closer to full penetration, With barely an inch left, I reached for the big vibrator and applied it to her clit. She squealed and, a moment later, I saw her finally cram the last inch of the dildo inside of her.

    "Here, take over," I said, placing the vibrator into her other hand. "I want to watch you from up here," I said while crawling astride her left hip. She continued to stare up at me with wide, desperate eyes, as she now fucked herself with both toys. She had no words - only hormone-clouded gasps.

    I met her gaze, as I jacked off furiously, trying to coordinate my cum with her impending orgasm. At one point, I couldn't resist. I looked down and away to inspect her pussy. It was dripping and creamy, probably even more than last time but instead I lied and said, "I don't know. It looks 'OK', as far as creaminess is concerned but, last time was wetter."

    I just wanted to plant a seed for next time, but it had the added effect of goading her to an ever higher level. Immediately, her fucking became more savage and she again pressed the vibrator hard against her pubic bone. A few strokes later, she convulsed and shuddered in a powerful orgasm, while holding the cock deep inside of her pussy.

    As she came, she recoiled onto her side. I leaned in close to her head and found myself cumming all over her left cheekbone. The next shot splashed up into her hair, and the remaining few drops slid into her still open mouth. Instinctively, she made a sour face as she swallowed them down, while we both quivered in aftershocks.

    My knees were still locked in place, like I couldn't fall down so, instead of spooning with her, I leaned over to inspect her again. Truly her vulva was sore and well-used looking but I lied again and said, "Looks 'decent'. Again, not as creamy as last time." Then I paused as if I had just thought of a solution, "...but I think I have an idea how we can improve that next time."

    Jackie continued to gasp. She didn't know what I was talking about. Her pussy was so happy, though, she didn't care. She even wondered if she were "in love" with this new cock. Just wanting to please me, she sighed and replied, "OK, whatever, Ben," and weakly smiled before falling asleep.

    I had one more toy in store for her.

Chapter Six

    The next toy was somewhat tamer looking. It wasn't quite as big as the last, though it measured a very substantial seven inches long. Also, it was of the common Caucasian flesh tone variety. However, it had one very special, uncommon feature. This one could "cum" - that is, the balls and base contained a reservoir that could be filled with liquid. The base and balls could be squeezed to force that liquid through a tube that ran through the center of the shaft, and exited through the hole of the urethra. It came with a white/grey-colored silicone lubricant that looked very much like human cum. I bought the gallon-size accessory bottle as well, just to be sure I'd have plenty.

    Jackie was already totally on board with our "toy play" by now. I had been rotating different dildos in her so often, it seemed that, as long as she got to cum with the plastic vibrator, she didn't care what style of dildo I used. I don't know if she would ever admit it or not, but it seemed to me that she had a preference for the big Black one. It may have been my imagination, but somehow, when I used that one, she seemed to cum harder and louder. I don't know.

    It seemed to affect me more than I expected, as well. Seeing that big fake Black cock go in and out of her excited me more than I ever thought it would when I first bought it. I almost wished I could see that happen "for real" one day. Then, I dismissed that thought as a pipe dream.

    Routinely, she creamed like crazy on all the dildos, having grown relaxed and accustomed to having these foreign penises inside of her. Still, I maintained that she hadn't creamed as much around them as she used to, and so, after another night of drinking I came up with my new "solution". The penis that could "cum".

    When she laughed at my silly idea, I continued to pitch it. "So, you know how you don't want me to cum inside of you, particularly when you're in mid-cycle, like now, right? Well, with this you can feel something 'cumming' inside of you when you reach orgasm but, without having to worry about getting pregnant. Wouldn't you like to see what that feels like just once?!"

    She looked at me like I was nuts, but I pressed just a little bit more, squeezing out a drop and showing it to her. "See, it looks just like cum. And I'd love to see this dripping out of you after you fuck it."

    I gave her my most pleading look, and she gave in. "OK, I guess. Let's try it," she said. It didn't take me long to get her ready. It took even less time to get it inside of her, particularly after I gave the bulb a gentle squeeze. The tiny bit of lube it released acted like pre-cum, greasing the path ahead. She took to it easily and I soon had her fucking herself with it, while I watched, jacked off, and encouraged her. When she asked for the vibrator, I put it in her other hand instantly.

    Apparently, it was already leaking a bit of cum inside of her (perhaps from within the seven inch tube inside the shaft). Or, maybe it was her own cream? I couldn't tell. It did seem that this new toy slid in and out of her faster and with less effort, and that she was totally enjoying the heck out of it. Along with the vibrator, I knew she would not last much longer. I ordered her to tell me when she was about to cum, and she nodded through her panting that she understood.

    Just hearing that order seemed to spur her on to reach her climax. Speechless, she stared at me and groaned and I knew it was time. When her thighs began to clench and tremble, I reached down and squeezed the bulb hard, sending a stream of fake cum up inside of her. The sensation of being filled caused her to cum again. She continued to fuck herself with the dildo as I watched the overflow of fake sperm cover the base of the dildo and drizzle down her butt and onto the sheets below.

    It was exactly what I hoped for. It actually looked like real cum was being squeezed out of her pussy! I couldn't take it. I fell forward, past her pussy, and shot my real cum all over her belly.

    She was a mess but I told her she never looked more beautiful. She laughed at that and I said, "Well, at least, what I mean is... you've never looked more sexy... never... more... Hot." She accepted that and kissed me, smiling. Then, I asked her how she liked it.

    She said, "It felt wrong, at first. I mean, it kept leaking that cum stuff into me, and I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. But then, I started getting used to it, knowing it really couldn't hurt me. And, once I started to cum and you shot that big load into me, well... it was extremely hot. It felt like my pussy was somehow taking control of it, like it was sucking the cum right out of it. I mean, my brain knew it was fake, but my pussy thought it was 'real' - like it was getting what it wanted." Then she paused and added, "I don't know... maybe 'cause I'm ovulating. It just got me going!" Then she smiled, kissed me on the forehead, rolled over, and fell asleep.

***

    I knew we would be using that squirting dildo on her a lot and, after that first time, it would never feel "wrong' again. I even played little role-playing games with her, while using "The Squirter", as she took to calling it. I would bring her right up to the brink of cumming and then wait for her to demand that I "cum" inside of her", which was my cue to squeeze down on the bulb. This brought her many fulfilling orgasms and it was soon one of her favorites, instantly becoming part of our regular rotation, particularly when she was ovulating. At first, the pattern went like this - first week (right after finishing her period) - Small dildo - Second week (during ovulation) medium-large Squirting dildo. Then, finally, on her third week (before her period) - the large Black dildo.

    I also began to vary positions with her, encouraging her to occasionally take the dildos doggy-style. Sometimes, I would just hold them for her and encourage her to back up onto them. Then she would cum by holding the powerful vibrator against her clit while I held the dildo stable. Watching her wiggle her beautiful round ass back onto the Black one was my personal favorite. The first time I saw it from that angle, I came all over her ass without touching myself. I cleaned it up quickly, without getting any of it near her pussy but, thinking about that the day after gave me a great idea.

Chapter Seven

    Spending so much time with the toys did have its drawbacks, though. It meant, of course, that my own penis was spending much less time inside of my sexy wife's pussy. It was fun watching myself cum on her body, but it just wasn't the same. On the positive side, it greatly decreased the odds that I would ever get her pregnant. Yes, I was in the habit of pulling out anyway but, still we both knew that using the Rhythm Method, we were basically playing Russian Roulette. I knew that SOME of my sperm was likely getting into her, particularly just before I'd pull out of her but, so far, luckily, we hadn't gotten burned. Using the dildos, we could be assured that she would be safe, yet still sexually active, during her most fertile times.

    The other two weeks of her cycle, I sometimes wished I could spend more time inside of her. Of course, I could - I always could! All I had to do was give the dildos a rest and fuck her like I used to, but I was kind of getting hooked on the dildos, too.

    Looking back, I realize that I was so intent on training my wife to accept the dildos, I hadn't realized how they were affecting me. The more I used them, the less relevant my own penis became to the entire equation.

    Mind you, there was nothing "wrong" with my penis. It was a perfectly functioning, average-sized cock and I felt confident and "masculine enough" while we had sex but, increasingly, over time, the dildos somehow became more and more important to me. It was as if they were turning into a kind of avatar for me, replacing my own sexuality. When I was using them on her, I felt a sense of power and machismo far greater than I felt using my own equipment. My mind would supplant the thrill of fucking her with my penis, with the greater thrill of fucking her with the dildos. When I used them on her, it was if it was me fucking her, but with whatever penis I wanted at the time. I could have a bigger penis one night, or a penis of a different color another, or a penis that could shoot twice as far as I was capable of. I could live out even more intense sexual fantasies, vicariously, through the dildos. I could be whomever I wanted to be - more powerful, more virile. More and more, I found myself cumming just from watching Jackie cum on the dildo, usually without touching myself. It wasn't premature ejaculation. In my mind, I just felt as if I were really fucking her, as if the sight of her pussy clamping down on the dildo was actually happening to me. I could practically feel it.

    I was addicted to the power I felt while giving her bigger and bigger orgasms. It was hard to stop now, and I was obsessed with finding more and more new ways to push the envelope - more and more new ways to feel that high again.

    Then, my mind wandered to thoughts of the  Squirter dildo we were to use this week and I got a crazy idea. Stupid, actually, but I couldn't stop thinking about it. She was right smack in the middle of her cycle, so I knew I couldn't try it out just yet, but in preparation for next week, I decided to break the weekly pattern and go straight for the Black one this time. Jackie didn't complain. In fact, she always loved being fucked by it, regardless of the week.

    Afterwards, though, she asked me why I hadn't used The Squirter on her and I just replied that I thought we'd switch it up a bit. She accepted that readily.

    Then, the following week, when I knew she was in the final days of her cycle, I decided to put my new and very stupid plan into play.

***

    I made dinner reservations for us but, that early that morning, I took a zip-loc bag into the bathroom with me. I quickly jacked-off, catching the sperm in the plastic bag and zipped it up immediately. All day at work, I kept that bag in the front pocket of my pants, keeping it near my body for warmth. As we got ready for dinner, I was so excited I was tempted to add some more cum to the bag but decided to hold off in order to keep my arousal level up.

    As soon as we returned home from dinner, I secretly poured my own semen into The Squirter, topping it off with the lube. Everything went as usual, except my heart was pounding in my chest as I reached for the bulb while she started cumming. Then, I squeezed it as hard as I could and blasted her with the mixture of the lube and my morning cum.

    It was the hottest thing I had ever tried, and the most dangerous, up to this point. As I came on her stomach, I felt like I was having a heart attack, knowing my sperm was sloshing around inside of her cunt (even if it was probably old and no longer viable). It was amazing! I was so turned on, I wondered how I'd ever be able to top that!
    
    Of course, the next day, and every day after that, was filled with terror for me. Thank God, a few days later, she finally had her period.

    Now that I was able to relax, I couldn't help but smile inside with the knowledge that I had actually gotten away with it. I thought back to what an incredible "high" it had been to "play with fire" like that. Part of me wanted to feel that high again but, another more sensible part of me said that I probably shouldn't tempt the Fates.

    I'd just have to find another, perhaps less dangerous, way to trick her!

Chapter Eight

    I have to say, Jackie never caught wise and had gotten so used to having so many different things in her pussy that she never even flinched whenever I brought out The Squirter, or the big Black one, or whatever.

    As for me, I had been rotating the same dildos over and over again, fairly regularly, and was beginning to get bored. I needed a new way to keep it fresh and still hadn't given up hope that I could somehow, someway convince her to give Exhibitionism a try.

    On one of our nights out, before we left the house, I half-kidded about her losing the panties first but, she shot me down again. She scolded me, and called me "greedy". Then she reminded me of the rules again - stating that the deal was she would let me do whatever I wanted, as long as it was "inside the house!"

    Sheepishly, I backed down and the evening was ruined before it began. We dined out and had civil conversation, but no sex. The next week, her period came, so we were shut down anyway, and I spent over a week apologizing and working hard to get back into her good graces.

    Jackie maintained her stance against showing off for me but, eventually, I think she began to feel bad about giving me such a stern reprimand. When sex eventually resumed, she went so far as to make an extra special effort to ask what I wanted to do in bed, wondering what was next. I thanked her for asking and told her that I appreciated the thought but didn't have anything in particular in mind just yet.

    Still, her refusal to do anything in public continued to gnaw at me. I don't know why. I suppose I should have been happy with what I had. Here I had the hottest wife any guy could ask for, but it still bothered me that I couldn't get her to showoff outside. I decided I'd need to devise a new plan to get my little prudish wife seen by other men.

    One day, during my lunch hour, I went to the adult book store and browsed around, hoping to get some ideas. I immediately saw what I was looking for - a blindfold! They had many to choose from but I picked one that was very pretty on the outside, while containing a styrofoam lining that completely sealed off any light. I, also, bought four pairs of handcuffs for future use and hid them in the house, for the time being.

    Our next romantic evening out, I waited until we were in bed, and showed her the new blindfold. She laughed, adding, "I suppose the next time, you'll be wanting to tie me up?!"

    Rather than answer her question, I laughed it off and explained that taking away her sight would heighten her other senses, including her sense of touch, particularly in and around her pussy. I knew it was kind of lame, but she was horny enough to play along with my plan.

    I laid her on her back and pulled her arms above her head, grabbing both wrists with one hand. Then I put the blindfold on her and made her promise that she wouldn't take it off, no matter what.

    It was like starting all over again, except this time when I brought out the small dildo, she was so surprised that she bucked her hips up in the air, as if I had gone straight to a much larger dildo.

    I talked to her soothingly and, after a short while, she settled in and began to enjoy it. I hadn't even brought the vibrator into play yet, but she was already wriggling her hips to match each stroke.

    Soon, I swapped out the small cock in favor of The Squirter. As usual, I squeezed a bit of the silicone lubricant into her first, in order to grease the path ahead, and soon had it flying in and out of her. She continued to raise her hips on and off the bed and grunted as she approached orgasm. She found she couldn't quite get over the hump though, and groaned out loud, "Vibrator! Please! Vibrator!"

    I obliged her by buzzing her clit directly, pushing her over the top. She cried out while a powerful orgasm shot right through her, just as I squeezed the bulb and caused the fake cock to "cum" inside of her. Involuntarily, she brought her wrists down and grasped her stomach muscles while she shuddered in place.

    I told her I had one more surprise but, to find out what it was, she'd have to put her hands back over her head. By this point, Jackie was so totally wound up that she obediently rushed to raise up her hands above her.

    I reminded her again not to peek. While Jackie waited in anticipation, I'm sure she was guessing I'd go for the big Black dildo next. Instead, though, I mounted her and began fucking for all I was worth. Jackie was surprised (it had been so long since anything besides my dildos had been inside of her) but not disappointed. Immediately, she dropped her hands and wrapped them around me. I paused to gently admonish her for dropping her hands again.

    She apologized for forgetting and explained how it had just been a natural instinct. As soon as she  returned her hands above her head, I grabbed onto them, holding her crossed wrists in place while I pounded her tight, velvety wet pussy. The sight was so incredible and I told her how hot all of this was.

    She moaned in agreement, and I soon let go of her wrists so that I could grab the big vibrator. I could feel her pussy trying to cum while I fucked her, but the stranglehold on my cock was getting too intense for me and I knew I would not be able to last any longer. I pulled out, perhaps a little sooner than I originally intended, and shot a wad directly into her belly button, while watching her quake on the vibrator. It was so intense that I collapsed on top of her, without even noticing that I was now passed out in a small puddle of my own cum.

    I didn't know it at the time, but that would turn out to be the last time I fucked her.

Chapter Nine

    The next day, during what had become our regular "debrief" over Mimosas, Jackie told me how much she had loved our new game. She described that wearing the blindfold was both scary and wildly exciting, and that she was in a constant state of surprise, as if the toys were all brand new. Her only criticism was that she was disappointed that I hadn't used the "Big One" on her, without even mentioning my fucking her. She hadn't realized how she had inadvertently insulted me, preferring a big Black dildo over me. I tried to ignore it, but it hurt a bit inside.

    The very next sex session, I noticed she didn't even flinch when I brought out the blindfold. After playing with her breasts a minute, I grabbed her hands and placed them above her head. This time, I told her I wanted to be sure that she would keep her hands above her head and, before she knew it, I slapped two pairs of handcuffs on her wrists and wrapped them around the center pole of our metal bed frame. This surprised her but, her only retort was to laugh and say, "I knew you were gonna tie me up one of these days!"

    I ignored her and, this time, went straight for the big vibrator and the big Black dildo. She gasped as it stretched her again, as if it were the very first time we'd used it. She grinned and cried, "Yes! Yes!" as I fucked her with it. I have to admit this "fuck" had a bit of anger behind it. As I roughly fucked her with it, part of me was thinking, "Oh you want the 'Big One'?! I'll give you the 'Big One'!" Fortunately, she had no idea what I was thinking, and by wearing the blindfold, couldn't tell when I paused for a moment to grab my phone. It felt good to take a couple of photos of my sexy, naked wife, helplessly sprawled on her back with a big Black dildo lodged halfway up her dripping wet pussy.

    I was gonna get my money's worth with these toys, I thought crazily. As I buzzed her to orgasm, I took a few more candid photos of her without her knowledge.

    This game continued over a couple more weeks, and for variety's sake, took place in two other rooms in the house. The first time was in the spare bedroom where I restrained her and then added a pair of music headphones to the mix, which I explained was necessary to take away one more sense.

    The second week I brought her down to our finished basement, where I kept a workout bench I'd long ago given up using. I had her lay down on it on her back, restraining her with two pairs of handcuffs, each one attached above her head to the weight rest. Her feet were firmly on the ground with her ass pulled right to the edge of the bench, so that her pussy was totally open. Then, I quickly put another couple of pairs of cuffs around her ankles and attached them on either side of a long metal crossbar I had rigged to the base of the bench.

    She tensed up a bit, at first, but her tension soon melted away when I got out a bottle of mineral oil and started massaging her from the neck down. She just smiled at the pampering and relaxed, knowing it would eventually lead to even more hot orgasms.

    After I placed the blindfold and headset on her, I admired my handiwork. I saw my trusting young wife, restrained and glistening with oil, her legs now splayed wide open. I couldn't resist taking out my camera and taking photo after photo of her. I even took photos while I inserted each of the dildos into her, an inch at a time, pausing to capture each progressive degree of penetration along the way.

    When I saw she was ready to cum, I propped the camera on a nearby piece of furniture and placed it in video mode, so that I could record every twist and shout. I used the big vibrator on her, which predictably made her cum multiple times, while I slid the big Black dildo in and out of her. The camera caught every grunt and groan for video posterity.

***

    The next day, we talked about it and Jackie went on about how much fun she'd had. She confessed that she'd never imagined how hot it would feel to be tied up. I told her how awesomely hot she looked and how much fun it was for me. I thanked her and promised her I'd come up with even more fun ideas soon. Then, I praised her for her courage and daring, admitting that I never thought she'd come this far with me. Once again, she reminded me that she would try anything, as long as we restricted it to the house. I filed that comment away in my brain.

    It wouldn't be difficult for me to take the next step. Jackie was now totally adjusted to wearing the blindfold and being handcuffed while having random objects placed inside of her pussy. She was always drunk when this happened, and had gotten used to going along with every new kink I had come up with. Everything was a surprise! And nothing was a surprise! The only thing she knew for sure was that I would always bring her to orgasm after orgasm.

    At this point, she had no idea what to expect but seemed comfortable with whatever I chose to try next. As the expression goes, she didn't know if she was coming or going.

    The next week, she was on her period and I took the opportunity to spend the downtime downloading all the files from my phone to my computer. First, I selected out the best photos and put them in a new folder, marveling at how many of them actually turned out excellent. Then, I looked at the raw video footage and realized I had more material to work with than I thought. After educating myself on the basics of video editing software, I was thrilled to find that I had actually made a pretty decent homemade porno movie! The only thing that slowed me down was having to take multiple time outs along the way to jack off to my new creation.

    Finally, I uploaded the photos and the edited video back to my phone. It was time to move on to the next stage of my plan.

Chapter     Eleven

    Bill and his wife, Janice, were our next door neighbors but aside from the occasional holiday family barbecue, we rarely had them both over. They were a good fifteen years older than Jackie and I, so we didn't have a heck of a lot in common but, Bill was always willing to come over and watch a ballgame with me. With my new homemade porn videos in my back pocket, I made sure to invite him over as soon as I could.

    As we sat there watching TV, drinking beer and getting wasted, our discussion shifted from Sports to our usual banter about our wives and our sex lives. I knew he always seemed to admire Jackie's body, checking her out every time she'd pass by, when he didn't think I was looking. In fact, the more we drank, the less subtle his leering usually was. We were particularly drunk this time, so I got up the courage to open up to him. I started things off by complaining about how much my wife was bleeding me financially and how much money I had been laying out for dinners and sex toys.

    When I said, "sex toys", he laughed out loud and I could see the light in his eyes as he perked up, possibly remembering something from his past. Then, with a confidential look, he asked, "What kind of sex toys are we talking about?"

    I described them to him, generally, and confessed that we had been experimenting with them because it was the only kinky thing I could get her to do.

    He sympathized with me, confessing that things had never been the same between him and his wife in the sex department since their kids had grown up and moved out. Comparing notes further, he reminisced how, like Jackie and me, he and his wife had once experimented with dildos some time ago but, that her age and a few unexpected "female problems" had forced them to shut down that kind of sex play for good. He lamented how expensive they were and how annoyed he was that he'd never gotten to use them. He added that he still had a couple buried in his closet, in the original plastic, that were presently collecting dust.

    When it was my turn again, I continued to whine, adding how frustrated I was that I could never get her to show-off in public.

    He teased me and stated that he would give anything to be in my position. I asked him what he meant, since his wife Janice often dressed very sexily in public. He thanked me for noticing but complained that sex with his wife was actually a very rare thing and always a very boring "quickie".

    I asked how that could be. "You two always seem so warm and cuddly together. I figured you did it all the time?"

    Bill said Janice used to be all over him, climbing onto his cock in the middle of the night. Some nights, before he even reached his full consciousness, he could hear her say, "'Come on, Big Boy Bill. Wake up and fuck me please!' But that was a long time ago. Things change, Kid," he said, with a look of sadness.

    Bill's story was so pathetic, I almost forgot about my own sad story. I was starting to feel bad for my friend. I never knew this about him.

    I decided, there and then, that it was time to take the leap.

    "Here. Let me show you something that'll cheer you up," I said with a smile. I pulled out my phone and began to show him some of the photos. His mouth fell open and his tongue dropped to the ground but he did not ask me to stop. He, obviously, loved it, and I immediately felt proud and really got excited showing him my collection. I pointed out each of the different vibrators and dildos in detail and soon he was commenting right along, as if we were comparing notes about fishing or golf equipment.

    Apparently, my friend Bill had even more experience with this stuff than I had, adding some advice regarding different ways we could use them, and recommending other models of varying sizes and colors that I had never even heard of. He laughed out loud when I showed him the Black dildo and told him how much Jackie liked that one. He chuckled and agreed that it was very, "photogenic." Then, I showed him her other favorite, The Squirter. He went nuts when I showed him the video of her tied up and wearing the blindfold with her pussy hung over the edge of the bench. Then, an idea hit him.

    "You know, we had a couple of those squirting vibrators. In fact, one of them is Black and even bigger than your biggest one." I didn't believe him at first, stating that ours was about eight inches long. He countered that he was pretty sure his was at least that big, and was one of the ones he had at home, still in the plastic.

    I told him I'd love to see it sometime, and later added that I might even be willing to buy it from him, once I put together the extra money.

    He told me he wanted to make sure he still had it before committing to anything, but promised to get get back to me right away. Soon after, he went home, leaving me to anxiously await his reply.

    That whole evening, I felt as if I had the most wonderfully wicked secret. Jackie had been exposed, even if she didn't know it. All my hard work was beginning to pay off. I was thrilled to be able to share my wife's naked image with my neighbor and couldn't wait to hear whether or not he had found the squirting dildo he described. The best of both worlds, I laughed to myself with excitement.

Chapter     Twelve

    The next day, Bill invited me over to his place for a few drinks. Once we were pretty relaxed, he told me he had found the dildo and went to retrieve it from the bedroom. I waited eagerly til he returned a minute or so later. Sure enough, the dildo was as he described - big and fat and Black with a squirter bulb, and still in the original packaging. My eyes lit up and I asked him how much he wanted for it. His offer surprised me.

    Bill said he might be willing to part with it, but only IF... he could sit in and watch me use it on her.

    Even I was a bit hesitant, at that point. I mean, of course, I'd always wanted to show her off - but, I guess, I figured it would be in public and, basically, after all was said and done, it would be an anonymous, comparatively R-rated thing, like nude sunbathing, or Mardi Gras flashing. This seemed way more intimate than I'd bargained for. When I didn't immediately agree, Bill pressed the issue, stating that she'd never even know he was there, reminding me that the blindfold would keep her "in the dark", so to speak.

    We both laughed, nervously, but Bill would not relent. "I tell you what, if you could figure out a way to get her drunk and tied up on that bench, then I could just quietly slip in without her knowing, and just sit back and watch you 'christen our new friend' here," he said holding the toy in front of my nose for emphasis. "Since I've never had the chance to see this puppy at work, it would really mean a lot to me." Bill paused a beat and added, "I'll even throw in fifty bucks for your trouble!"

    My mind was spinning a million miles an hour but I finally gave in and said OK. We talked over a few of the details before he left. We worked it out so that I would take Jackie out that very same Friday. I rationalized that she had gotten so used to getting fucked by so many different toys, she wouldn't mind if I snuck one more new one up into her.

    My weight room was in our finished basement. A short staircase at the back of our house led to an outside door, and I arranged to text Bill when Jackie was ready, probably around 10:30 or so. I reminded him that he had to be totally silent. We both knew she'd have the headset on but, we couldn't be too careful.

    We, also, agreed that he would sit in a chair next to me and watch as I worked the new toy inside of her. He agreed and I made all the plans on my side.

    When Friday arrived, I got Jackie as drunk as I could. She was so blotto that, once we got in the house, it was a challenge to get her down the stairs - possibly because I'd had quite a bit to drink myself.
    
    After setting her down on the workout bench, I got her undressed, blindfolded, and handcuffed in record time. Then, I grabbed my phone and, fingers trembling, texted Bill to come on over.

    Less than two minutes later, he appeared at the back door, wearing a t-shirt, shorts, and flip-flops, and holding a rolled-up towel. Before I let him in, he unrolled the towel, showing me the toy. Out of the box, it was even more impressive. Big and Black - as long as our longest dildo and at least as thick - with huge balls and a large squirter reservoir. My head spun with excitement and I barely listened when he added in a whisper, "I filled it up already, so we wouldn't have to waste time." I nodded quickly, and bringing my finger to my lips to remind him to be silent, I led him inside. While my back was turned, Bill gently tugged on my arm and quickly slipped me a $50 bill. Heck, I'd almost forgotten about the money but, took it willingly and stuffed it into my pocket.

    When Bill saw Jackie laying back against the workout bench, wearing a blindfold and headphones, and totally restrained with handcuffs, I saw his jaw drop in astonishment and admiration. He quietly pulled up a chair next to me and sat in it, holding the toy in his lap. He held it straight out, with two hands, as if it were his own penis protruding through the fly of his shorts. I smiled inside at the silliness of this White guy seemingly sporting a large Black erection, obviously aimed in the direction of my sexy wife's pussy. I used a hand signal for him to wait a moment. He nodded back at me, and his knees began anxiously flexing in and out, causing the dildo to lazily sway back and forth.

    I reached for the big vibrator and turned it on, placing it against her pelvic bone. Immediately, she squirmed, looking for more. She was already wet but I grabbed a small bottle of the lube and greased up the small latex dildo first. I showed Bill how I opened her up, step by step. The first time she came, using the small dildo and the big vibrator, I watched Bill's reaction and loved it when I saw him silently mouth an obvious, "Oh... My... God..." while instinctively reaching down to grab his obvious hard on through his pants.
    
    The next cum he witnessed was with the Squirter. While she cried out, I didn't squeeze it fully. I just wanted to get some lube up inside her, preparing her for the next dildo - our shorter but thicker Black cock. Unconsciously, he scooted forward in his chair, leaning his head in closer to watch as every inch of it slowly opened her up wider. Bill now held the dildo with one hand, balancing it on his knee, and instinctively pulled out his own penis from his shorts to begin stroking it.

    It was a lot bigger than I expected - WAY bigger than mine, in fact, but somehow, that didn't bother me at the moment. It just made me all the more proud to see him enjoying himself so much.

    Once Jackie's pussy adjusted to the dildo, I was able to get a nice, even rhythm going, while she writhed in place, not going very deep or fast. I also teased her with the vibrator a bit but wouldn't let her cum just yet. I just wanted to get her sufficiently worked up and ready for the new toy. By the time I stopped, Bill was so engrossed that his face was only inches from her pussy.

    I pulled the toy out slowly and Jackie groaned at the loss. I turned to Bill, and signaled once again for quiet. Then, I pointed to the dildo and he held it out to me like it was his prized sword.

    I waved and winked, as if to say, 'Come on, let's do it together,' and Bill carefully brought it towards her open pussy. I quickly put some extra lube on it and let Bill hold it by the head, while I held onto it by the base, just in case he was tempted to shove it into her roughly.

    Thankfully, Bill had been paying attention to the gentle manner in which I had been introducing the previous toys to my wife's welcoming pussy. He leaned to within inches of her pussy, breathing in the sweet, sexy aroma. He placed the head of the dildo at the mouth of her vulva and, as if he were cherishing every second of the moment, gently guided it inside of her. As the Black corona disappeared inside of her, he stifled a gasp, then turned to me and smiled.

    I smiled back and relaxed my grip as my buddy tapped his chest, as if to say, "It's OK. I got this now." I let him take control of the entire dildo, mouthing the word, "Easy, K." He nodded that he understood and took hold of the base, gently squeezing the squirt bulb enough to send a tiny stream of lube inside her to grease the way.

    Then, I sat back and watched as he gradually worked the shaft into her body, applying gentle pressure, while expertly half-rotating the shaft slowly in-and-out.

    I reached for my phone, as he worked it inside of her, to take a few closeups photos, marveling once again at the color contrast and size differential between my wife's stretched pussy and the giant Black shaft.

    After a couple of minutes, he'd only managed to get a little more than half of it inside her while Jackie moaned in pleasure. I offered to help out, returning the vibrator to her clit. As I did, Bill squeezed the bulb a bit more to get more lube inside of her, and resumed his in-and-out motion, while applying increasing pressure every four or five strokes. He managed to get another three of four inches into her, only stopping because he had apparently reached the very back of her vagina. There was still a couple of inches of shaft left to go, when I signaled for him to stand up.

    Bill's cock was huge now, bobbing up and down, and dripping tons of precum, as he struggled to maintain his balance while holding the dildo inside of her with both hands. It was obvious that he was dying to jerk off. I got inspired and guided him to stand between her legs, while he held onto the base of the dildo with one hand. Next, I stood at her side and turned on the vibrator. Then, I began to work the vibrator over her clit with one hand while stroking my cock with the other. Following my lead, Bill starting fucking Jackie with the dildo using one hand, while jerking off with the other.

    Instantly, Jackie began the first of a long string of orgasms. Bill was fucking her fast and furious now, and somehow, her hungry pussy and cervix dilated enough to take in the final two inches of the Black dildo. Seeing it bottom out caused us both to lose control. Bill jammed it in there and squeezed the bulb for all he was worth, sending a stream of liquid up inside her. As he did, Jackie felt it and cried out in ecstasy.

    I couldn't take it any longer and began to cum. My torso was totally twisted at the waist, and I was so focussed on keeping the vibrator on her clit, that I came on the rug beneath me, missing her body completely.

    Bill had no such problem. He arched his back, and from his angle, he was able to shoot an impressive stream of cum straight up her body. It travelled an amazing distance, striking her on her left cheek and lower lip first. I almost fell down, as my knees went weak, when I saw her unconsciously stick her tongue out to lick it up and smile.

    Whereas I was finished after a few healthy spurts, Bill's balls continued to pump out several more steady ropes of cum. I'd never seen anything like it! His second pulse also reached her face, hitting her in the nose and fully coating her lips. She smiled again and stuck her tongue out to lick it all up. Then, he modified his aim to paint a straight line from her neck down. It continued to rain down between her breasts, then over her squirming belly, and finally drenching the top of her pubic bone. The remaining flow quickly dripped down onto the now exposed bottom two or three inches of the dildo that he barely held inside of her.

    It actually made it look as if there was cum leaking out of her now. Bill let go of his cock and began pointing his cum-covered index finger down at her, trying to tell me something. I had been surreptitiously taking video of the entire thing from a wide-angle anyway, and I realized that Bill wanted me to take a picture of this. I reached again for my phone and took several pictures while Bill stood over my wife, his dominating cock continuing to drip over her pussy mound. I made sure to capture the artful "paint job" he did on her torso and breasts, then caught her once again licking her lips happily to capture and swallow the residual cum that clung to her upper lip. As I did, Bill continued to casually work the dildo in-and-out - at first, bottoming it out, and then gradually extracting it a millimeter at a time, while Jackie groaned with gentle post-orgasmic aftershocks.

    When it was halfway out, I switched the camera to video mode and focussed it downward. Standing shoulder to shoulder with my friend, it now appeared that his erection had only slightly begun to droop and, from the angle I had, it looked as if the shaft was perfectly aligned with the dildo and the tip of his cock was poised to enter her. Of course, he was standing a good six or seven inches above her but that's how it looked in the two-dimensional viewfinder of my phone.

    In fact, aside from the skin tone, it appeared as if Bill's penis was the exact same size and girth as the dildo. Zooming in with the camera, it became evident that the dildo had probably been modeled after Bill's penis, right down to the detailed rippling veins that wrapped around the shaft. It was uncanny how accurately it matched. The only difference seemed to be the color.

    Next, I dropped to my knees to film, as the dildo eventually popped out of her pussy. The lips of her pussy were big and puffy and pinkish-red, with the fake silicone "cum" apparently oozing out of her. I loved how natural that lube looked. "Best extra accessory I ever bought," I thought to myself.

    Spellbound behind my camera, l watched as long droplets of residual cum continued to drip from Bill's penis, landing in her pubic hair. Each new droplet seemed to displace some of the original cum, causing it to overflow and drizzle over the ledge of her pubic bone, til it formed thin rivulets that dripped over her clit and pooled in her outer pussy lips.

    It took a good minute or so before her vulva began to close back up. While it did, Bill stood his ground, hands on hips, proudly admiring his work. I raised my camera and observed that the more his leaking dick wilted, the more it seemed to point directly down, closing the distance between the tip of his cock and the mouth of her pussy. I couldn't help but feel my balls clench up at the erotic sight.

    Eventually, I snapped out of it. I cautiously lifted one of the ears of her headphones off for a second, and told her I'd be right back with a towel.

    When I returned less than a minute later, I stopped in my tracks in the doorway. Bill still hadn't moved from his position. Instead, he seemed entranced by Jackie's quivering pussy and had been passing the time I was gone by working his nearly flaccid penis around her clit and outer lips, lovingly smearing his cum all around the outside of her genitals.

    l quietly backed out of the room to collect myself and give them a minute. When I regained my composure, I re-entered the room, this time making a bit more noise, enough to get Bill's attention, at least. He casually stopped and I got dressed. Then, I hurriedly escorted my friend toward the door. While still holding the dildo, he whispered, "You'll send me the video, right?!"

    We hadn't discussed this, but his eyes were absolutely pleading with me, and I just said, "Yeah, I guess." Then he smiled and slapped another $50 bill in my hand while breathlessly mouthing the words, "Thanks, thank so much, I mean it, thanks...," over and over again, as he rushed out.

    I stood there stunned for a moment, watching him leave. "What just happened?" I wondered. Then, I returned to my wife and got her cleaned up as well as I could with the towel, considering how drenched in cum she was.

    At one point, during mid-cleanup, I stopped and kneeled astride her. Her torso was still covered by Bill's cum and I spotted a huge glob pooled in her navel. I couldn't resist dipping my finger in it and bringing it up to Jackie's lips. She was still "out-of-it" but giggled at the surprise of my finger prodding between her lips. Then, she surprised me by swirling her tongue around and sucking the semen off my finger. When I pulled it out, she smacked her lips and made a "yummy" sound.

    I reached down for seconds, coating my finger with an even bigger gob of his cum. This time I held the finger sideways along the length of her lips to see what she would do. Without hesitation, she stuck out her tongue and happily began to lick my digit clean, like she was working on a popsicle. Did she like this? I wasn't sure. I scooped up several more gobs of the stuff and fed it to her. When I stopped, she laid there with a big smile on her face.

    I finished wiping her down with the towel, uncuffed her, and wordlessly helped her upstairs to bed.

    As I sat on the edge of the bed, my eyes pivoted between her sleeping naked form and my phone. Her lovely, smiling face, absolutely glowed in both the photos and real life. I paused at the photo that showed her licking up his cum, puzzled. Did she actually LIKE the taste of his cum? I mean, she had given me dozens of blowjobs through the years but it always appeared to be something she did out of duty, not pleasure.

    Perhaps she was just so drunk she was kidding around with me?! I couldn't tell. But it sure looked like she thought the cum was delicious. I shook my head at the thought. It was a lot to think about.

    Then, I sent the files from my phone off to Bill. After all, he had paid me $100 for them, I figured. I got into bed and immediately fell asleep. It had been quite an exhausting and interesting day.

Chapter Thirteen

    The next day, we were both a bit hungover. I felt a little guilty and so I made us a big pitcher of Mimosas which we drank over the next hour or so. We started feeling better, and before we polished off the equivalent of a bottle of Champagne and orange juice, we had already moved the party to the backyard for a bit of sunbathing.

    She surprised me by coming outside wearing a navy blue bikini. Mind you, this was a gift I gave her a year or so ago, before I switched strategies. At the time, she admonished me for buying something so small and revealing and swore she would never wear it in public. I whistled when she came out, and she blushed, but also smiled and pirouetted to show it off for me. When I asked her what the special occasion was, she said she had always thought of surprising me with it one day - as long as she could do it in a private place. Our backyard fence seemed to provide plenty of shelter from the outside world, so she felt she could take a chance.

    I told her how hot she looked, and how pleased I was that she would be so brave. She continued to remind me that she would never wear such a swimsuit to the beach or anywhere outside the house, but that I was so much fun last night that I deserved a little reward. I smiled at that and asked her what she thought of the experience.

    She sat down on the lounger right next to me, looking out on the pool, as if she were trying to think of the right words to say. After downing her glass with one big swig she got up the courage to ask me if I had tried something different on her last night. "Was that a new toy?" she asked.

    I didn't know how to respond. All I could think to say was, "Maybe..."

    "And what was in it? Tasted 'nice'," she added.

    "Um, just something new I was trying out. A 'special sauce' I mixed up," I fumbled.

    She saw I was a bit uncomfortable, so she simply said, "Don't worry. I really enjoyed it!" she smiled beneath her sunglasses. "It was really yummy. In fact, I wouldn't mind doing that again, sometime."

    "What time tomorrow?" I laughed, nervously kidding.

    She reached for the pitcher and refilled her glass. Then with her other hand, she reached out and clasped my hand. "I'm ready whenever you are. I mean, I may need a day to recover first but, that toy was awesome! The best yet!"

    Coyly, I responded, "Well, I'll see what I can do about that but, I don't know... maybe, I'll just have to keep you guessing. It seems like you really like being surprised."

    "Oh, I love surprises! As long as we keep it in the house." Then she added in a lower, half-serious, half-joking sexy voice, "Just don't forget to bring your 'new friend' around again, OK?!... Oh, and more of that 'special sauce'."

    Of course, I knew that she was referring to the new toy we had just used. We often referred to the dildos as "my friends" but, this time, the double entendres was hilarious to me. "OK, I'll make sure I bring 'him'."

    A moment later, it occurred to me that Bill had taken the dildo with him when he left. "Shit!" I said to myself. "He was supposed to give it to me. That was the deal, I thought." I had no idea how I'd get hold of it again. I supposed I was just going to have to talk to Bill again and see what he said.

    Later that day, Jackie left the house to do some grocery shopping, leaving me at home alone. As soon as she was gone, I called up Bill and asked him if he'd had fun last night. "Oh man, did I?! That wife of yours is so hot. I can't believe how turned on I was. How much I came."

    "Yeah, I meant to ask you... Do you always cum like that? Just asking..." I said as innocently as I could make it sound.

    "Um, well, yeah. I usually cum a lot but that hot wife of yours made it particularly special for me. I mean, it's been awhile since I came like that but I was so excited I couldn't help it. And when she licked my cum off of her lips, I almost lost it," he said.

    "Yeah, she told me she really liked it," I said.

    "What? The cum or the dildo?"

    "Both. But this afternoon, she specifically asked for an encore with the new dildo. I told her I would take care of it." I paused and conspiratorially whispered. "Well, I didn't tell her we didn't actually own the toy."

    "Yeah, so what are you asking?"

    "Well, I was hoping that maybe you could, I don't know... maybe 'loan' it to me for awhile?”

    "Aw gee, I don't know, Ben. That toy cost me a pretty penny."

    "Well, I guess I could buy it from you. I've got an extra $100 now, if you know what I mean."

    "Yeah but that thing cost me more than twice that. I don't know, Ben," he hemmed-and-hawed again.

    Of course, I had no way of knowing if what he said was true. I just knew that he wasn't going to make it easy for me. I was never good at haggling, so I just blurted out, "OK, OK so... what do you want for it?"

    He chuckled on the other end of the phone and said, "Well, for starters, I'd like another session with her - you know, in the room, like last time."

    I quickly said, "OK," but Bill wasn't finished talking.

    "AND, this time I get to use it on her while she gives me a blowjob!"
    
    "I can't do that..."

    "Then, no deal. Geez, you'd think I asked you to fuck her. "

    "Look, it's not that I can't get you in the house but if she gives you head, she'll know the difference. I can't let you fuck her mouth."

    "OK, what if I just put it in her mouth, just a little bit. Would that be ok?

    "Are you kidding, you'd have an easier time sneaking that monster into her pussy than her mouth."

    "Well, there's an idea."

    "Keep dreamin'!"

    "Well, what if she thought it was the dildo she was sucking?"

    "Gee, I don't know. I still think she'd be able to tell the difference."

    "Not if she's really drunk, like last time. I tell you what, I'll make sure the dildo is filled up again with that special tasty sauce she likes. Then I'll switch it up and put it in her mouth, just a little bit... just for a second. I just want to see it go in."

    "OK, I guess that would work... but..."

    "And then I get to cum in her open mouth!"

    "God damn it, Bill. You drive a hard bargain. OK OK. Just be outside around ten. I'll text you, to let you know when the coast is clear."

    "Buy her a drink for me."

    "Fuck you, Bill. I'll see you later. And don't forget to bring the fuckin' toy. K, Buddy?" I said, sarcastically. "See you later."

    "I'll be there," Bill replied, cheerfully, not the least bit put off by my tone.

    What could I do? I needed that dildo again. Bill was holding all the cards.

Chapter Fourteen
    
    Our dinner out that night was actually fun. I thought I'd be too nervous to enjoy myself but decided to just let it go - to just roll with it, oh and Yes, to have another drink. Jackie even wore something for me that really pushed her boobs up, without my even asking. It was subtle to the casual observer but, up close, she seemed to bask in my deep glances into her cleavage.

    At one point, I slid my hand under the tablecloth of the dimly lit restaurant and gently laid it on top of her thigh. Rather than swatting it away, as I expected she would, she carefully wrapped her hand around a few of my fingers and casually removed it from her leg. Then, she shocked me by placing my limp arm into my own lap and, before pulling her hand away, she intentionally brushed her hand over my groin, giving it a gentle squeeze. It only lasted a moment but, as she held my swelling cock, she looked me in the eye, smiled, and said, "That's for later." Then, as she brought her hand back over the table, she said, "You're not ready to leave yet, are you? We haven't even finished."

    I chuckled and jokingly responded, "Not before I've plied you with a good deal more alcohol, my love. Drink up!" I ordered, toasting to her. She downed her wine quickly, as if she were now in a hurry to finish it and get home. I refilled her glass and instructed the waiter to bring us another bottle. She barely noticed and halfway through the second bottle she was happily drunk. By the time dinner was done and the bottle was polished off, she was totally wasted.

    I got her home, naked and restrained in the basement in record time. As soon as I got the blindfold and music on her, I texted Bill who was already waiting outside. He had the dildo with him. He handed it to me as he stripped out of his shorts and t-shirt. As I held the dildo, it was heavy and warm in my hands. I guessed he had filled it up in advance, like last time. I handed it back to him as I stripped. Then, he watched me, naked from the waist down, as I began my ritual of opening her up with the big vibrator, until she had her first, small, opening orgasm.

    Then, I opened my palms and turned it over to Bill, mouthing the words, "Just be careful," before grabbing my phone and hitting Record on the video. Bill used two hands to support the entire weight of the dildo, and gently tilted the tip until it brushed over her closed lips. Upon making contact, some of the fluid leaked out and drizzled in between her puckering lips. Reflexively, she licked up the mystery fluid and giggled, saying, "Yummy."

    I looked at him through the viewfinder, as he fed her some more of the head and another tiny droplet or two of the fluid. I began to feel anxious. I mean, he could've been feeding her vanilla ice cream but, the last time I remembered her reacting to something like that, was the time when Bill came all over her face. I quickly shook my head and dismissed that idea, for the moment.

    Instead, I zoomed in, as her lips wrapped completely around the wide head of the monster dildo. I could tell from her noises that she was swirling her tongue around the head and trying to suck out more of the fluid. I watched as Bill got up right next to her head. He continued to support the dildo with one hand, not letting it sink any farther into her mouth, and with his other hand, he gently guided her head to the side.

    From this angle, her mouth was only two inches away from Bill's dick. He gave the dildo a tiny squirt and waited for her to smile. As she did, he gently pulled the dildo out of her mouth, inducing a sucking pop from her. She giggled and, at that very moment, Bill substituted the head of his leaking dick into the "O" shape of her frustrated mouth. Without missing a beat, Jackie returned to swirling her tongue around and sucking. As she did, she moaned again as if it was the greatest thing she'd ever tasted.

    Now, of course, she might've just been responding to the taste of the previous squirt from the dildo. There was no way to know. That thought did not last long as I watched him feed her another inch of his cock.

    Jackie seemed to be enjoying the hell out of it. Holding the phone still, I looked up at Bill's face and saw him closing his eyes, basking in the sensations of Jackie's wonderful tongue, swirling round and round and hungrily sucking to get more of his precum out of him.

    Just to prove his point, Bill pulled his cock out of her mouth with a pop and, again replaced it with the dildo, which she sucked with the exact same fervor.

    After a minute of that, I thought Bill would switch his cock into her mouth again and, possibly, even cum. But, instead, he stepped away, taking the dildo with him. I moved aside, allowing him to step between my wife's spread thighs. As he did, he held the dildo downward, right next to his own slightly drooping penis. Except for the color, the dildo bore an uncanny resemblance to Bill's cock, I thought once again, and in that moment, I nearly laughed at what looked like a man with two penises - one White and one Black.

    He held the Black one with two hands by the base, like it was a strap-on, and brought it up to her waiting pussy lips. Then he dragged it around her outer lips, lubricating the already spit-shined toy with the juices dripping from her pussy. He spent nearly a minute teasing her with it, holding the wobbly piece of latex by the base, and sliding it around her pussy lips, up and down, side to side, and making figure-eights.

    At random times, he brushed over her clitoris, or poked shallowly into her opening. Each time he brought the head of the dildo to her opening, her lips seemed to unfurl and dilate slightly, as if it were trying to coax it in. Finally, he tilted it down and gently pressed forward until the latex head sunk just past her inner lips.

    Jackie grunted in pleasure. It was slightly uncomfortable but she knew that she was finally about to be feel that amazing stretch once again. As if he sensed her need, Bill gave the bulb a gentle squeeze, which further soothed and coated her insides. Almost immediately, the dildo sunk in another inch or two and Jackie groaned, this time only in pleasure.

    Tenderly, Bill began to saw it in and out for a minute or two, working only the first three inches into her, while Jackie squirmed and continued to adjust to it. Then, he looked at me and pointed at the vibrator.

    I set the phone down on a box, still pointed at the action, and picked up the vibrator. Taking a guess, I brought it up to her clit and turned it on. Instantly, she started squirming and cumming. Her slipperiness caused the dildo to sink in several more inches, only stopping when her mound bumped up against Bill's dildo-filled fist.

    Having gained nearly full penetration, I watched as Bill held his ground, and pointed to me to return to filming. From behind the viewfinder, I could see that Bill was enjoying this superior position and the feeling of his hand pressed against her pussy. Next, he pulled it out but not completely. I saw the shiny black shaft, glistening with the slickness of her juices. Then, he surprised me by lining up his own cock with the shaft of the dildo.

    Making a wide circle with both hands, he grabbed both the dildo and his cock by their bases, and resumed feeding the dildo into her pussy. As he did, I saw the head of his cock approaching and then sliding over her clit and pussy mound.

    Jackie and I both groaned - her in satisfaction as the feeling the fullness returned, and me at what looked liked a giant double-headed "cock hydra", invading my wife's pussy.

    Carefully, he began to fuck her this way, getting her used to the feeling of fullness without giving her the full length. Each time he pressed forward, his hands would prevent full entry. With each bump against her pubic bone, he would gently twist it from left to right, continuing to stretch her. I watched, fascinated, as he painstakingly worked her over, his cock head liberally drizzling precum over her clit each time it made contact. At one point, I zoomed in on the head of his cock, amazed by how much fluid was leaking out of his urethra. It was obvious that this was one of the most exciting things either of us had ever done. Jackie was wriggling her hips uncontrollably. Then, on one in-stroke he suddenly stopped. He held his ground and squirted some more of the dildo's fluid deep into her pussy before drawing the dildo completely out of her.

    Then, before I knew it, he switched the dildo with his own cock, plunging it deeply into her gaping, hungry hole! Both Jackie and I gasped, me in fear, and her, in pleasure.

    I guess I should have known he'd eventually try something like that but, in my current state of arousal and drunkenness, I felt stunned and powerless. I felt trapped behind the camera, like I couldn't tear my eyes away from the viewfinder if I tried. What was clear through the camera was that my wife was none the wiser and was grinning from ear to ear. She had no idea anything untoward was going on, unable to tell the difference between the dildo and the real thing. She only knew her pussy was deliciously full.

    I looked at Bill's face. He sneered, as if to say, "Just what are you gonna do?!" When he saw me do nothing, he took that as a cue to begin slowly fucking my wife.

    At first, he held his cock around the base, feeding it into her and bumping up against her mound with his hand, as he had been doing with the dildo. That only lasted a few strokes before he let go and started fucking her in earnest. Only a few strokes later, I saw his cock hit bottom, gently plugging up her cervix. Jackie gasped again but could not speak, except to vaguely groan a barely intelligible, "Yes".

    I noticed my cock was as hard as a rock - dripping and close to cumming without even touching it.

    Bill's fucking was methodical. Almost torturingly slow, he took his time, waiting for her to match his rhythm. After a minute of this, she began to respond, rotating her hips while his cock corkscrewed its way inside of her. Jackie felt his cock filling her up, stimulating her in a way no dildo or cock had ever done before. Her inner muscles gripped his cock, pulsing in time with every vein along his shaft. Bill was quiet and determined to hold off until he could bring her off.

    I knew from her breathing that she was getting close to cumming. Usually, by now, she would be crying out for the vibrator to help put her over the top, but with Bill's big cock filling her up so nicely, she seemed to be too enraptured to even think about asking for it. Or perhaps, for the first time in our marriage, she just didn't need it.

    I had to see what this looked like from a better vantage point.

    I shuffled around directly behind them, dropped to my knees, and watched as Bill's enormous cock continued to plow into my wife. From this angle, I could see his proportionally huge, shaved balls slapping against her ass. Each time he crashed into her pubic bone, I could see his balls rise up and clench, like he was somehow clamping down his muscles to keep from cumming. I don't know if I imagined it or not but they seemed to continue to expand in circumference with each thrust. It was so fascinating, that I was almost tempted to reach out poke them with my index finger, just to see if they were real or not but somehow I resisted the temptation.

    Her pussy's grip was, apparently, strangling his cock so much so that he was forced to briefly stop at the end of each stroke, while his ass muscles twitched and jerked in place. Based on what I'd seen before, I knew that he must be leaking more precum inside of her than most normal men could produce during orgasm.

    Suddenly, a groan rose up from deep inside of Jackie. Her torso tilted upwards to meet his thrusts, somehow taking in the very last inch of his length. She began to cry out like a woman possessed. Sounds I'd never heard before came out of my wife's voice box. He held fast against her and, from behind, I could see the muscles around his massive balls tighten to the point where any loose skin he'd had before somehow just vanished, turning his beige, swollen balls almost translucent. My eyes blurred for a moment and I imagined I could see the cum sloshing around within them. I was probably less than six inches away from them, and really wanted to reach out and cup his balls in the palm of my hand, but I couldn't risk taking my eyes off the camera's viewfinder for a second. It was surreal.

    Jackie began cumming, over and over again, as Bill struggled to maintain his contact with her cervix. Finally, I saw his head fall back, his buttocks clench, and his balls implode, as he began to seed my wife's cunt. He shuddered in place for a good seven or eight seconds, while I came on the floor without even touching myself!

    Bill must've thought this through ahead of time because he quickly pulled his cock out and plugged her cunt back up with the dildo. Meanwhile, his cock continued to fountain all over the place and he scurried around to her head to cum on her face. Surprised but happy, Jackie opened her mouth and made more yummy sounds as the final spurts from his cock splashed against the back of her tongue. When he was done, she closed her mouth and swallowed it, smacking her lips with pleasure.

    While they came down, Bill casually slid the dildo an inch or two out, then back in, as if he did not wish to let any of his sperm escape. As he did, Jackie had a few tiny aftershock orgasms. With every other in stroke he would plug her up and squeeze on the bulb, as if he were attempting to make sure the reservoir was totally emptied. She was still largely incoherent but did manage to mumble, "Oh my God, that thing is good!" - and then, she just passed out with a smile on her face.

Chapter Fifteen

    Bill looked down at my sleeping, cum-covered wife, smiling with self-satisfaction. He stepped a foot or two away, just to grab his phone out of his shorts. Quickly returning, we both hovered over her and took video of her sexy, contented face and then panned down to record the large ebony dildo that was still stuck most of the way inside of her.

    A minute later, Bill reached down to slide it out of her. Once he did, I zoomed in to watch what looked like an enormous amount of cum leaking out of her gaping hole. I'd never really asked if he was using the same lube that I was. I mean, we'd talked about the natural-looking lube when we first compared notes about the dildos but, damn, if the stuff leaking out of her didn't look real.

    Well, I guess I had already accepted the fact that, once he put his dick inside of her, he'd be, at the very least, leaking his precum into her. Then, I saw him pull out, just before he came all over her, so maybe we'd get lucky and she wouldn't be knocked up. I don't know what I was thinking. Perhaps I was just trying to rationalize this - to convince myself that I hadn't seen what I'd clearly seen - to somehow make this all OK.

    As the reality of how ridiculous that thought was struck me, I nearly freaked out. I wanted to confront Bill but didn't want to shout and give away the game, so I decided it was easier to just not think about it. Before I could calm myself down fully, I saw out of the corner of my eye, the sight of Bill pulling on his clothes and heading for the door, once again holding the dildo.

    "Hey, where are you going with that?" I whispered.

    Bill twisted around for a second and said, "Here's two hundred bucks," slapping two one hundred dollar bills on the washing machine. "Buy one for yourself! Thanks again!" Then, he turned and rushed out the back door, while I stood there dumfounded.

    "Son of a bitch," I said to myself. "He got me AGAIN!"

Chapter Sixteen

    The next day, we had our usual post-game analysis, once again by the pool, over a pitcher of Mimosas. Jackie drank faster than usual, apparently dying to share something with me but too timid to bring it up sober.

    Once she got up her courage, she opened up to me and said that she had the "greatest-most-awesome" orgasm of her life the night before. She admitted that she was now absolutely "in love" with our new dildo and thanked me profusely for bringing all these "fun and amazing toys" into our life.

    She couldn't resist asking, "Just how big was that thing, anyway?"

    I grinned and said, somewhat evasively, "Pretty big... But you took it like a champ."

    She speculated that perhaps it was because her pussy was finally adjusting and getting more comfortable with the larger dildo. I nodded, and encouraged her to go on.

    She confessed that somehow her orgasms were now even more frequent, more powerful and more fulfilling with that new toy than with any of the others we'd played with before. She looked at me and paused, somewhat nervously, wondering if she was hurting my feelings. When I didn't react - actually, I was hiding my true apprehension - she took that as confirmation that I was OK with all of this and continued.

    Jackie expressed that she felt some guilt that it wasn't "my penis" that brought forth these strong emotions. Despite that, somehow she couldn't stop herself from repeatedly gushing over the dildo, telling me - over and over again - just how incredibly great her cums had been with it. She confessed that she couldn't believe how warm and realistic it felt, especially when it flooded her with its "cum", and how it had managed to trigger multiple orgasms in her!

    She admitted that just talking about it was getting her horny again. A faraway look washed over her face, and then she finally got up the nerve to blurt out, "So, how soon do you think we can do that again?"

    I had to play it cool, so I made up another lame excuse, saying I needed a day or two to recuperate before I could get up the strength to try that again.

    Later, I would learn that Jackie had to censor herself at that moment. She almost blurted out that I didn't have to actually fuck her - that she wouldn't mind it if I only used the dildo on her, but she silenced herself rather than run the risk of hurting my feelings further.

    Still, it was obvious to me that she desperately wanted a repeat of the other night, and wanted it right away.

    I knew I was screwed. I'd unwittingly painted myself into a corner. I had no choice. I'd have to call Bill again.

Chapter Seventeen

    I called up Bill as soon as I had some privacy. I was frustrated when it immediately went to voicemail. Not wanting to say give anything away, I just left a message that I needed to speak with him, as soon as possible.

    Fortunately, he didn't make me wait that much longer before calling me back. I told him that I needed him to come over for a "repeat performance".

    I could practically hear him smirk over the phone. He played dumb with me, replying, "I'm not sure what you mean. What do you need?"

    I knew he knew what I meant. I could tell by his tone that he was just being a "dick" - waiting to hear me beg.

    I was really growing tired of playing games with this guy, so instead, I decided to switch gears and try a different approach, appealing to his ego, and maybe his sense of charity. I told him how Jackie was now, unfortunately, totally hooked on "his dildo", and how she was driving me crazy asking for it again.

    When he asked if I'd tried buying a replacement dildo with the money he'd given me, I told him I had thought about it but then blurted out that it "wouldn't be the same as the real thing!"

    As I heard Bill chuckle on the other end of the call, I quickly tried to correct myself, saying that I meant "his dildo" when I said the "real thing" but, the damage was already done.

    Once I got going, it was hard to stop myself from blabbing the rest to him. I admitted to him that I had obviously made a mistake going down this path but I temporarily needed a little more help till I could get this figured out. Maybe I'd be able to find a dildo just like his but for the time being, I was desperate.

    When I heard nothing from the other side of the phone line, I took his silence to mean he needed to hear more. I tried flattering him, telling him how she kept asking about his cum, and how delicious she kept saying it was, and how she thought it was some kind of "special sauce" I had concocted from a secret recipe.

    Still, silence.

    In desperation, I told him how uncharacteristically horny she had been lately, and how she had been whining that she didn't know "what had gotten into her," which I realized sounded really stupid, as soon as the words left my mouth.

    Finally, I pleaded, saying that she was out of control, and that I needed his help until I could figure out how to deal with this "monster" I had accidentally created.

    Apparently, I finally got through to him, as he broke out in a guffaw. "OK, OK. You can stop now. I'll help you out, Buddy. When do you want me over?"

    We set it up for tomorrow night, and just before we hung up, I couldn't help but remind him, "...and don't forget to bring 'your friend'."

    He replied,"Oh, don't worry. I won't forget!"

Chapter Eighteen

    The next evening went much like the others, except that I was feeling pretty nervous, so my wife wasn't the only one who got totally shit-faced at dinner.

    All that day, I'd thought about how I had pushed this to the limit and taken enormous risks. Only a blindfold and a pair of headphones, (oh, and a couple of pairs of handcuffs) had kept me from being discovered.

    But, then again, I had taken great pains over a long period of time to habituate her to being totally compliant. It is said that animal trainers teach elephants to heel in place all night long by loosely tying a string around their necks and attaching it to a small tent peg stuck in the ground. They start this when they are are just babies, and as the elephants grow up, the strongest animals on earth never bother to pull up the tent peg because they have been conditioned to think that they can't.

    As for Jackie, she had already come to expect that my cock was of secondary, and sometimes, of no importance at all, when it came to making her cum. That role had taken over by a series of constantly surprising dildo and vibrator combinations that had all but replaced me.

    Having gotten used to taking in a variety of new and increasingly larger dildos - dildos that were warm, with natural, lifelike veins rippling through them - dildos that could "cum" - she had learned to draw her orgasms from them.

    I had done such a good job of training her to accept and cum on any object I placed inside of her, that she didn't even notice when my friend Bill sneakily substituted his own huge cock in place of an exact replica dildo. According to my wife, this latest "dildo" was the best one yet - and she wanted to cum with it again!

    I was in a bind. I couldn't tell her the truth. I knew she'd divorce me in a flash. I didn't know what to do about Bill, either. So far, he hadn't made any demands of me but, hell, he had photos and video of everything!

    He hadn't tried to blackmail me yet but, I knew that was always a possibility. And even worse, I actually kind of enjoyed watching him fuck her. Initially, I hadn't expected to have that kind of response but God... if watching the "fake" cocks go in and out of her was hot, then watching a "real" cock go in and out of her was absolutely the hottest thing I had ever seen. I was hooked.

    So, throwing common sense and better judgment to the wind, I simply accepted the fact that I needed for this to happen again. The fantasy of watching her get fucked by another man was just too hot - too addictive for me to resist.

    After we finished our dinner out and downed our last alcoholic beverage, I quickly got Jackie home, and restrained, and in no time, I was texting Bill that the coast was clear.

    A minute later, he gently knocked on the back door. Bill walked in, holding his rolled-up towel, and not unsubtly brushing past me. I was stunned and confused for a second when he was swiftly followed by an enormous Black man, whom I soon recognized from one of Bill's barbecues. I remembered his name was Jason - a friend of Bill's from work.

    My mouth hung open as if I were about to speak, when Bill put his finger up to his mouth to "shush me".

    Then, he leaned in and whispered in my ear, "It's OK. He just wants to watch. I told him it costs $300." As he said that, he slapped three one hundred dollar bills into the palm of my hand - like that somehow made it all OK. Then he added, "Just play along!"

    I didn't know what to do and just stood there stunned, while Bill stripped out of his clothes and Jason sat on the chair just off of her right leg - the chair I was planning on sitting on. They were there a mere thirty seconds and, already, I had lost control of the situation. Rather than fight, I decided to grab a camera and stand on the other side instead.

    Since Bill already knew the routine, he automatically started stroking her pussy like an expert with one hand, while he reached for the vibrator with the other. Instantly, Jackie's already wet pussy began to leak profusely. He turned on the vibrator and worked it first on the outside, and occasionally on the inside, as he had seen me do before. Next, he pressed the blunt end firmly on the side of her clit, eliciting her first orgasm of the session. Jackie was so well-trained to respond quickly, the whole process took less than three minutes.

    Then, he reached down and unfurled the towel with the dildo he had brought with him, handling it like a baker picking up a frosting bag. First, he held the back end up high and guided the front end down towards her pussy. Then Bill carefully squirted out a few drops of lube along her outer lips, like he was going to write his name with icing. Finally, after making sure the tip of the dildo was sufficiently lubricated, he began to feed it into her already salivating cunt mouth. Jackie sighed with pleasure, as the entire head of the toy slid nearly effortlessly inside of her.

    Meanwhile, Jason sat with his legs open, his hands clasped, and his elbows resting on his knees. As soon as he saw the dildo enter her, he hunched down and peered in even closer.

    While Bill slowly worked the first couple of inches of dildo in and out, he turned towards Jason, as if he were asking for help.

    Jason knew exactly what to do, reaching out his right hand to clasp the bulb on the back of the dildo. He gave it a quick squirt and swiftly pulled his hand away - smiling and almost giggling - like he'd just gotten away with something.

    I watched as the new burst of lubrication helped the dildo penetrate her even more. I was amazed at how accustomed she had already become to the size of it, with barely a grunt before taking most of its length deep inside of her.

    Holding it firmly in place, Bill reached again for the vibrator. As he applied it to Jackie's clit, I watched as she approached her second orgasm.

    I shifted my position some to zoom in on her squirming torso and didn't even notice when Jason stood up, dropped his shorts and underwear and moved in to grab hold of the bulb again. Then, as Bill brought her off, I heard Jason mutter something under his breath. I couldn't quite understand it, at the time, but later realized he'd said something like, "Come on, Bitch. Take that cum. You know you want it!" as he squeezed hard on the dildo's bulb, while Jackie squirmed in delight.

    Like last time, Bill withdrew the dildo and set it aside. Then he stepped up to her face and laid his cock across her mouth, while Jason took his seat between her legs.

    Jackie licked her chops and giggled when she felt Bill's cock head brush her lips. Immediately, she turned her head toward it, swirled her tongue around its perimeter to wet it, and sucked it into her maw.

    Bill began to move his hips, feeding her only a few inches at a time, while she sucked him hungrily.

    Following his lead, I saw Jason masturbating his stiffening cock at a similar pace, while his gaze was transfixed by Jackie's pussy.

    Then, just before it appeared Bill might cum, he pulled out of my wife's drooling mouth, leaving a trail of precum along her cheek.

    I shifted the camera focus directly on Bill's big dick, assuming that he would now fuck her like last time but, instead, Bill backed off and simply edged his cock.

    Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jason stand up and take his place between my wife's legs. As I switched the focus of my video over to her pussy, I noticed Jason's semi-hard cock was already filling the entire viewfinder. It was long and almost solidly Black in color with one huge vein running along the underside. I was amazed when he lifted it up by the shaft and dropped it down on top of her vulva like a hammer.

    It looked "heavy", possibly even heavier than the latex dildo. I froze in place as he guided the head to her now gaping cunt, teasingly drawing little figure eight patterns around her opening in order to lubricate the tip of his cock with her juices.

    At this point, it didn't look much bigger than the dildo but I had no idea how much larger it would get once he got hard. Part of me prayed it wouldn't get much bigger, yet part of me hoped it would. Mostly, I worried that she might notice something was amiss and complain.

    As he worked it around her opening, he seemed to pause for a moment to admire her lovely pussy. Jason glanced over at Bill and whispered, "My God, this is even better than the video," while Jackie waited, listening to her music and oblivious to the conversation.

    I had no idea what he was talking about and was immediately distracted when I saw Bill raise his hand, as if to signal that Jason should wait a second. Then I saw Bill fish out his phone from his pants and begin filming as well. Then, he seemed to signal to Jason that he was finally ready and to go ahead. Neither of them even bothered to look at me for my approval.

    Jason's cock was still not fully hard, but had stiffened enough to be inserted. As Jason pressed the top of his partial erection down and in between her cunt lips, my eyes were drawn to the sight of Bill scurrying into position in order to get a closeup of the momentous event. By the time my eyes returned to my own viewfinder, Jason already had the head of his cock inside of her.

    Jackie gasped, slurring her words, "Geez! I don't think I'll ever get tired of this thing! So big. Fills me up so good!" A few strokes later, she was biting her lower lip. Jason's cock was firming up inside of her and stretching her in ways that was obviously uncomfortable but, since she was already conditioned to expect that the dildo would ultimately give her nothing but pleasure, she just assumed it was her fault and that she was just a bit tighter than normal. She just needed to relax more, and so, she took a deep breath and pushed it out through puckered lips, as if she were a woman in labor.

    It helped a lot and, a moment later, Jason slid in a good three more inches. "Oh my God," she squealed.

    Jason slowly withdrew his cock a couple of inches and then quickly slid it back in, boring into her even further.

    Jackie was, literally, panting as he repeated his slow withdrawal and quick insertion again and again. Each time, it seemed his cock was met with resistance, as her pussy created a stranglehold on his mostly stiff hardon. But, with each successful plunge, her muscles gave way and, little by little, grew more used to it. The more she adjusted to it, the wetter she became. Before long, she was taking him in nearly all the way.

    Jackie was gasping in pleasure by the time she felt him bottom out against her cervix. Once that task was completed, Jason switched to a slower, more even pace, one that made Jackie shiver with each stroke.

    Having accepted the entire length, she began relaxing and creaming all around the base of his cock. There was just one problem... Now that Jason was firmly inside of her, his cock began to expand in width as well.

    Jackie couldn't understand what was going on. The increased pressure inside took her by surprise and caused her some internal distress - nothing painful, just enough to throw off the new grip her pussy muscles had established, and just enough to delay her rise towards orgasm.

    She was being stretched like she'd never been stretched before. Pleasure nerves she didn't know she had were being activated. A moment later, her pussy made the final adjustment, and Jackie began sighing and moaning aloud, while drenching his cock with even more wetness. Her pussy re-established a firm and sufficiently wider grip on his monstercock, and her climb toward orgasm resumed.

    "Oh my God, Ben. I think I'm falling in love with this fucking dildo!" Just as she said that, Jason slammed into her solidly. "Agh!" she cried out in surprise and ecstasy.

    Jason then started up a regular and powerful fucking rhythm. With each stroke, he pulled nearly all the way out and then plunged all the way back in with a slight nudge up against her cervix. Soon, the gentle punch deep inside of her didn't even hurt. In fact, with each poke, her cervix seemed to dilate as if it were trying to capture the very tip of his urethra. A dozen or so strokes later, she could hold out no longer and began to cum.

    I had to get a better look at this and swung around behind Jason, as I had with Bill the last time. I saw my wife's pussy spasm and clench, while Jason continued to rhythmically plow in and out of her. From this angle, I saw the stark contrast of her white creaminess gathering around the base of his black cock. I also saw his giant balls seemingly puffing up with each inward slam.

    Jackie's orgasms came in multiple waves - one after the other - with brief breaks of ten seconds or less in between. Each time, her whole body trembled like she was being electrocuted. After a few minutes of this, she squealed and her pussy clamped down hard on his cock with her last burst of energy.

    As a result, Jason's orgasm began. The large Black man grunted and I saw his giant, magnificent balls rise up and collapse, as he began to cum inside my wife. He plunged his massive cock into her at least a dozen times, each time holding himself still for a brief moment at the end of each stroke in order to plug up her cervix. I could see by the powerful pulsing of the now extremely pronounced vein along the underside of his cock, that he was filling her up with what had to be at least a gallon of cum.

    Jackie's pussy felt it, wringing one last, weak cum out of her. Her drunk and happy brain had been so overloaded with pleasure that, a moment later, she simply passed out.

    Then, Bill passed the camera over to Jason, who stood his ground, holding his cock firmly inside of her. Bill moved up to Jackie's head and resumed jacking off with one hand while turning her head towards his cock with the other. A minute later, he let go a massive load all over her face. After practically drowning her in cum, he then turned his aim to her breasts.

    As he did, Jackie choked a tiny bit, waking herself up some. Her tongue shot out of her mouth to clean up the mess, and then she smiled as she recognized her new favorite snack. She smacked her lips as her tongue swirled around her mouth, swallowing as much as she could. Then she sighed and passed out again.

    "Get a good closeup of this, Jason," Bill whispered. Jason leaned forward and zoomed in as much as he could, while struggling to keep his fading erection inside of Jackie.

    "Got it," he said, handing the camera back to Bill before withdrawing his cock from her pussy.

    By this point, I had returned to the side in order to capture the moment the head of Jason's cock pulled out of her. The shaft bobbed up and down a few times and I saw a final glob of cum drip from the head and land on top of her pubic bone. He sighed in pleasure, wiping the tip of his dick off on her belly.

    Both men dressed in a hurry and I saw Jason handing Bill some money. "Best pussy I ever fucked. Thanks, Man," he said as he walked towards the door.

    "Anytime," Bill responded as Jason left. Then Bill slapped several bills in my hand. "Pleasure doing business with you. I'll see you again."

    I knew he was right. I was as much hooked on this experience as Jackie was and didn't even bother to ask him if he would leave the dildo behind this time. I knew that only the real thing would do from now on. Still, I had to ask him one last question, "Tell me. What did you guys mean about it being better than the video?"

    "Well, last week, Jason came over to my house, just before I came over here, and I let him fill up the dildo. Then he bet me $200 I wouldn't blast her cunt with it, so I had to give him video proof. Once he saw it, he nearly came in his pants again."

    "Wait!" I said, confused. "What do you mean, he filled it up?!"

    "With his cum, of course. What did you think I meant?" he said.

    I didn't respond. I just stood there speechless.

    "Well, anyway. Jason is right. She does have an amazing pussy. We'll do this again soon, right?!" he said, slapping me patronizingly on the back.

    "Yeah, right. I guess..." I mumbled to myself. He let himself out, as I continued to stare off into space.

    The enormity of what he had just said began to dawn on me. Jackie had just been fucked by two complete strangers multiple times and one of them was Black. "Was she ovulating during those times?" I wondered, futilely. Of course I already knew - down deep inside - that she was totally at her most fertile time. She may have already been impregnated. If they hadn't gotten her the first time, they most definitely had bred her this time.

    And this was not to be the last time either! I stood there humiliated, as I realized he had video proof enough to blackmail me, if he wanted to. And, even worse, I feared he wouldn't need it, since I'd already shown him that I would do nothing to stop him. Heck, part of me enjoyed it! I didn't know what to do. I only knew I'd messed up, big time!

    Meanwhile, it took two days to wipe the smile off of Jackie's face. She was already asking for more.

    A week later, she missed her period and a home test confirmed that she was pregnant. Jackie was thrilled as can be, and I had to pretend to be excited as well, even though I knew the child couldn't possibly have been mine.

THE END