Breaking and Entering
You never think that Sunday night your wife will turn into a cocksucking slut. I
guess you could say this was no ordinary Sunday.
Lying in bed, around 10:45, I was just about ready to drift off to sleep. My
mind was on a hundred different things, primarily, the bullshit that Monday
always seems to bring.
Donna was lying next to me, already asleep, or so I thought. She was wearing her
oversized sweatpants, and a long nightshirt. She has such an amazing body under
that disguise, I wonder why she wears it.
Now, I love Cow T-Shirts as much as anyone, but I'd rather see the beautiful,
round supple breasts that she hides every night under that shirt. That thick
pair of sweatpants keeps a round ass, with a few extra pounds in just the right
places, hidden every night.
I had just crossed over into that early sleep stage, when I felt Donna's hand
rubbing my stomach. Donna only rubs my stomach when she's horny. I know this
because Donna only rubs my stomach once a month, right before we make love.
I've always suspected that Donna had a stronger libido then she let on, but
she's always been ashamed to enjoy sex. It takes her around 30 days to work
through the trauma before she gets frisky again.
I wished for some intense erotic event that would force her to push her sexual
boundaries to the next level, something to eradicate her guilt, and force her
sexuality to the forefront. I sure as hell got what I wished for.
Donna's hand made it's way down my stomach, under my shorts, where she started
caressing my balls. She had a gift for touching a man's lower parts. I used to
tease her that she shouldn't waist such a gift on only one man, which
embarrassed her. That wouldn't seem so funny in a little while.
"It's time to take these off," she said, as I helped her remove my shorts. Naked
from the waist down, I felt the chill air hit my legs, as Donna licked the tip
of my shaft.
With every inch of my cock she took in her mouth, I reached another level of
ecstasy. I was in a world of pleasure when her voice interrupted my trip.
"What was that?"
"I didn't hear anything."
THUD!
"There it is again." She said.
I couldn't deny hearing that, as much as my balls were aching, and telling me to
lie.
"Go see what it is." Donna begged.
"It's probably nothing."
"But what if it's something?"
"What am I going to do if it is?" I asked, not imagining that I'd look very
threatening with my hard-on poking through my shorts.
"Just look, please. I'll make you glad you did." The look in her eyes was enough
to convince me. Besides, the quicker I did it, the sooner I could return to
those warm lips.
I pulled my shorts on, and walked outside to the living room. My heart started
beating through my chest as I heard someone say, "Shhhhh!"
I turned the light on, knowing I wouldn't like what I would find. I was right.
Two tall, well built black men were in our house, on either side of the couch.
They looked like they were getting ready to lift it when I interrupted them.
"Look at this shit!" the one who seemed to be in charge said to his partner.
"Looks like he was in the middle of somethin'" he shot back.
"Look, take anything you want, just don't hurt us." I said, then kicking myself
for announcing that someone else was home. Then I heard something I never
thought I'd hear as long as I lived.
"Hi boys. Looks like you got here just in time."
I turned around to find Donna, completely naked, standing in the doorway. The
light acuminated her shapely body, making it impossible to look away.
"I'll make you guys a deal," she said, with a hungry look in her eye, "you can
steal the couch, or you can have a seat on it, and I'll suck both your cocks."
I turned towards Donna, shocked by what was coming out of her mouth, and what
was about to go in it.
She looked at me in the eye, with a look that begged for permission. I should
have been furious, but I was so turned on. I hated myself for it, but part of me
wanted to watch her suck those big black cocks. I nodded my head, to let her
know I approved.
The two thieves were looking at each other, contemplating Donna's offer.
"Come on," she said, sensing their hesitation, "you can get a couch any night.
How often to you get to come all over a dirty slut's face."
Hearing her talk like that made my cock tremble. I always wanted her to talk
like that to me, and the words turned me on. I wondered if she would really let
them come on her face, something she would never let me do.
"Hell yeah. Let's do this." The boss man said.
They took their seats on the couch, as Donna made their way towards them.
She got on her hands and knees, and crawled toward them, swaying her ass back
and forth like a cat in heat.
The intruders had their pants around their knees by the time she reached them.
She sat on her knees and reached under them to caress their heavy balls.
"Who wants to feed the dirty girl first?" She purred, as their long, fat cocks
began to rise from her attention.
"Feed that slut, Jamal!" The leader commanded his partner, and he pointed his
hips towards my wife.
"Oohhh. Thank you Jamal" She said as she circled her tongue around the tip of
his cock. She began stroking the other man's cock, as she took Jamal's
ever-hardening tool in her mouth. The thief's eyes rolled back as he took
Donna's head in his hand and began guiding her movements around his cock.
I should've been worried about him choking her. I should've been jealous of how
well she was pleasing him. I should've been a thousand different things, but all
I could be was turned on. I always believed that every woman could be both a
goddess and a slut, and the slut in my wife was coming out, and I loved every
second of it.
Donna was now stroking both men and taking turns stuffing her mouth with each
cock.
"Are you gonna give me my reward? Are you going to give me a nice creamy gift on
my face for all my hard work?"
"Yo, you're wife is dirty boy." The leader said to me. He noticed my hardness as
I watched Donna service them.
"Jamal, look at ol' boy over there. He likin' this."
They laughed together, but I didn't care. They were doing me a service I could
never repay them for. They were bringing out the devil in my wife.
I could tell by the serious look on Jamal's face that he was close to exploding.
"You're balls are so heavy. I bet they're filled with my prize." Donna teasingly
cooed at him, getting closer as she stroked his now swollen rod.
Jamal finally erupted, shooting long white strands of come all over Donna's
face. She caught each strand on her checks, as it slid down her chin and landed
on her breasts.
"Thank you for that big reward, Jamal. This is like gold to a dirty little girl
like me."
Her face still dripping with seed, she turned towards the boss and said, "What
about you big man? Are you gonna reward me next."
"You a good little cocksucker girl. But I ain't never come off no one's mouth. I
need to be in that pussy to give you what you want."
My heart skipped a beat when I heard that. The thought of sharing my little
lover's pussy with some stranger was horrifying to me. Anything would be
acceptable but that. Luckily, Donna was one step ahead of me.
"Sorry, my pussy is reserved for that man over there. If you need to be fuck me,
why not take my tight little ass?"
I seriously thought I was in heaven when she said that. My dirty goddess was in
charge, and she was going to get what she needed from these two. She was
stealing from them.
Donna got up on the couch, and bent over Jamal, who was still recovering from
his orgasm. The boss man got behind Donna, and began to work his way into her
tight little hole.
My shorts were wet, I don't know how much come leaked out of me as I watched
these two work her over. When I realized Donna was about to let a man whose name
she didn't even know sodomize her, I added even more pearls to my load.
It took some slow thrusting, but eventually, the boss was able to slide most of
his tool in her backdoor. She pushed her hips towards him, bracing herself on
the arm of the couch. I looked at her face, which was still covered with come,
to find it twisted into a vision of ecstasy I had never seen on her.
Jamal was stroking his still soft cock, playing with Donna's erect nipples, I
was wondering how much he had left in him. His cock was slowly hardening again
as he watched his partner slam into Donna's ass.
"God Damn, Girl. You are such a good slut. You hear me? You are such a good
slut."
"Then reward me with some come. Make sure you shoot it on my face."
The boss man slowly pulled out, taking care not to hurt her. Donna got on her
knees, ready for his pearls. Jamal was hard again from excitement and close to
coming.
The thieves stood on either side of Donna, stroking their throbbing cocks by her
face.
Anticipating what they had in mind, Donna tilted her head back, and opened her
mouth wide.
Nothing I had seen that night could have prepared me to see Donna stick her
tongue out as both strangers shot their loads. Every strand of sticky white
pearls landed on her tongue, as she moaned with pleasure. When they finally
finished, she drew her tongue back in her mouth, and every man in the room
melted as we watched her savor the fluid in her mouth. She swallowed every drop,
then kissed each man's cock and told them, "Any time you boys have an extra load
to drop, you know how to get here."
I was worried that this might be a one time occurrence, but Donna reassured me
when she told them, "And tell your friends, I'm a hungry slut."
The boss man zipped up his pants as he headed out the back door. He looked back
as Jamal walked out the door in front of him.
"Don't worry, girl. We'll back be for more of that ass. And we'll bring our
boys."
"Hear that honey?" she said to me, as she scooped up the streaks of come on her
cheeks, "We'll have to leave the backdoor open."
The boss man laughed as he left, "Good, cause that's what we'll be coming back
for, to fuck that tight backdoor."
Ever since then, Donna rubs my stomach all the time. Just thinking about that
night gets us horny.
I have to go now, I think I hear a noise by the backdoor.
