1. The Family BBC - Chapter 6


    Date: 3/28/2024, Categories: Fiction BDSM Black, Cheating Cuckold, Interracial, Male Domination, Non-consensual sex Reluctance Written by women Author: DiscipleN, Source: sexstories.com

    ... him."
    
    "He can't come in, Colleen." George was panting. "Ohh- oohh."
    
    "I'm sorry George, the man's intensity is too much for you. He disappears from the window, heading for the back door."
    
    "OOOAAAHH!!!" My husband's body lurched! I dove my mouth back to his twitching prick and caught his spurting seed. George's abrupt ejaculate tasted nearly as wonderful as his dick! "MMMmmmmmm!!!" I moaned and hummed, drinking quickly. My attention fixated on the gooey richness and lightly salty almost meaty flavor! Normally, I don't care much for the taste of cum. My rare lovers before I married had markedly different flavors. None compelled me to be more than a cocksucker who drank a pecker dry only to be polite. I gulped and gulped on my man's wonderful fountain.
    
    "Leen!" He startled me. "You're going to leave a hickey." He smiled. His dick's eruption had died quickly, and I found myself sucking an empty straw. I pulled away, trying mask a sudden flash of shame.
    
    "Sorry." I looked away in case I was blushing.
    
    "What do you mean?" He nearly bounced on our bed. "That was incredible!"
    
    "I'm glad you enjoyed it. I'm going to brush my teeth." I typically did that after swallowing my husband's semen, but this time was to hide my embarrassment for wishing he had cum more into my mouth. George lay satisfied on our bed while I brushed.
    
    When I emerged from our private bath, he asked, "So what kind of experiment was that?"
    
    I lied. "Oh, just to see if you might like ...
    ... storytelling during sex." I gulped the risidual flavor of mint toothpaste, worried that he might catch on.
    
    "Well, it worked great!" He beamed. "I'm not sure I want a story every time, but when you're game and I'm game, let's do it."
    
    I sat beside him and leaned into his warmth. "Sure, Honey." I spoke on auto-pilot but stared absently at the drawn, auburn curtains.
    
    His bubbly mood settled when he noticed my listlessness. "You look like you're missing something. Do you need some loving? I'd enjoy reciprocating."
    
    "That sounds fun." I made myself brighten. "But I'd rather wait for you to recharge and give me the whole enchilada." I winked.
    
    He bounced his eyebrows. "Say no more. Say no more."
    
    George's mood changed abruptly. My weak excitement must have worried him. "I can't imagine what you're going through, let alone what you've been through, Leen. Don't push yourself to accomodate me. I loved what you did tonight but if was at mental expense to you - don't." He put arm around me which felt good. I nestled my head into the crook of his neck and took his other hand in my left.
    
    "I'll make it through this awful, hopefully transient time. Your growing strength is very inspiring! One thing I need to remind you, though. I'm not the only one not getting enough attention in our family."
    
    A bolt of guilt struck me, when I remembered Ridley's birthday. "Oh, no. It's next week."
    
    "Uh-huh." He nodded.
    
    Ridley was going to turn fourteen, and I hadn't started to plan for it. ...