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The Alabama Slammer Came For My Wife

And he made a big mess.

As I watched the plumber leave, I couldn’t help but be suspicious. He was tall, dark and handsome, and I knew from previous experience that’s just how my wife liked them. All of her ex-boyfriends certainly seemed to fall into that camp.

I made my way into the kitchen and looked around; the sink had certainly been fixed. There was a new fitting on it. But there was no escaping the fact that the room absolutely stunk of sex.

I knew I’d caught her. Smiling, I dropped my bag on the counter and made my way upstairs.

“Kristi, dear, how was your day?”

Pushing open the door of our bedroom, I noticed my wife’s dress discarded on the floor where it had missed the laundry hamper.

“It was good babe, got the sink fixed,” Kristi called from the bed where she’d burrowed under the sheets.

I smiled, I’d caught her before she could get to the shower.

“I saw that,” I mused as I approached the bed. Try as she might, she couldn’t hide her glow. “I also saw the plumber. I take it he hit the spot.”

She glanced down, blushing furiously.

“Oh, come on,” I teased, “Are you going to tell me that if I was five minutes earlier, I wouldn’t have found him buried deep inside that tight pussy of yours.”

Kristi blushed. “I’m sorry baby, you know how I get. Linda told me how big he was, and I needed to see it for myself.”

I kicked off my shoes and started on my shirt. “So, are you going to keep me waiting, or are you going to tell me all about it?”

I’d always known she was insatiable. She’d been like this as long as I’d known her. For most men it would have been a dealbreaker, but for me it was a turn on. Knowing other men wanted my wife, only made me want her more.

“So you want to know what your good little girl got up to while you were at the office?” She teased, peeling back the sheet.

She was nude. Gloriously nude. Her large natural breasts sloped gently apart as she raised herself up on her elbows. Slowly, sensually she parted her legs for me.

“Good little girl. Oh, I very much doubt that,” I replied with a laugh.

She beckoned toward me with a crooked finger. “Then come over here and eat me while I tell you what a filthy little slut your wife was while you were out.”

“That’s more like it,” I replied, kicking off my slacks and my boxers. I was hard as a rock as I clambered onto the bed.

She reached for my head and guided me right to her pussy. I knew what waited for me there. I doubted she’d made him wear a condom. I could smell their passions and knew I was right.

She was in control and we both knew it.

“That’s a good boy, get to work and I’ll tell you everything.”

It wasn’t my first time eating a cream pie out of my wife. As my tongue parted her folds, I felt the familiar and heady cocktail of jealousy, arousal and lust. Jealousy that some other man had been responsible for her obvious pleasure.

She was aglow with her post orgasm bliss, and I determined to give her another. Licking and tonguing her tender folds and eager clit until she moaned.

Arousal at the thought of a big black cock disappearing inside my young wife.

And lust like a consuming fire building within me as I fought the urge to climb on top of her and reclaim her pussy for myself.

“He was so big baby,” she groaned as I ate her feverishly. “At least nine inches and thick, I couldn’t get my hand all the way around it.”

Fuck. That was big.

The jealousy came surging to the surface.

“He told me that if I gave him a blowjob he’d give me a discount. The size of that thing, I would have paid full price just for the chance to touch it.”

My own cock throbbed, and I resisted the urge to stroke it, instead slipping a finger into my wife as I tongued her clit.

“I couldn’t help myself, I got on the bench and spread my legs for that big dick.”

I sucked on her clit, and she gripped the sheets with bare knuckles. “Ahhh.”

“He gave it to me so good, baby. Not only was he big, but he had stamina. I was worried he was going to split me in half.”

I could taste her lover as I sank my tongue inside her. I was rewarded for my efforts with another moan.

“I’d have given him anything he wanted,” Kristi confessed.

“And he bent me over the counter and used my dress like a belt. Holding me in place, he fucked me good, baby. That big black cock made me cum hard.”

I couldn’t control myself. I reached for my cock and started stroking it while I continued savoring my wife.

“Then, right before you got home, he buried that big dick inside your hot wife and filled her to the brim.”

I reached for her nipple and twisted it as I sucked her lover’s cum out of her.

“Yes,” she gasped. “Harder baby. I’m so close.”

I grabbed the other nipple and twisted.

“Yes,” my wife cried as her hips raised off the bed grinding my face into her wet sex. “Do you like how he tastes baby?”

As she sank back into the bed, she gave me a wicked smile. “Does it turn you on to know you’re not the first man inside me today?”

I rose from the bed, my face drenched in her juices as I kissed her passionately. “Yes,” I groaned, right into her mouth.

With that I sank my hard cock right into my wife’s eager sex.

“Mmm, that’s it baby, add your seed to his.”

I didn’t need the encouragement; I was already throbbing.

I threw her legs over my shoulders and practically folded my nubile wife in half as I pounded her into our mattress.

“Yes baby, give it to me,” she cried, pulling me into her.

The rush of adrenaline flooded my system as I came hard. Each pulsing spurt pumping deep inside her. Part of me knew it wasn’t nearly as deep as her lover had been, but it didn’t matter.

I slowed my strokes, adding more of me with each long probing stroke.

“Mmm, seems like you enjoyed that as much as he did.”

Collapsing next to her on the bed, I breathed deeply to calm my racing heart. “You’re so damned hot, you get me every time.”

My wife dipped a finger into her pussy. “If you enjoyed hearing about it so much, maybe next time you’d like to watch?”

My heart stopped. It was one thing to hear about it, another to see it with my own eyes.

Could I really watch another man take my wife?

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