Finn BBC Cuck Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Finn BBC Cuck Pt. 01

... What is there to talk about?" Jari complained.

"Not that. You know what I'm talking about."

"What do you want me to say?" Jari stared at her.

"I want to know how you feel," she pleaded.

"How I feel? Embarrassed. Like less than a man because I could not satisfy my beautiful wife. Is that what you want to hear?"

"I thought maybe you are not finding me attractive," Sini said in a hurt tone.

"That will never happen," Jari resolutely declared.

"So, what then?"

Jari sat back and made his thoughts for a moment. "I've noticed, even when we make love and I can stay hard, then, you are not very responsive. You ask if I still find you attractive, but I feel it is me who should be asking you that question."

"I mean, when we make love, it is nice," Sini said defensively.

"But you want more," Jari replied.

"I didn't say that."

"You don't have to. I can tell. You want more than I can give you," he insisted.

"I just want to feel passion, Jari. I've seen Arja with her boyfriend. They are... it is very raw and unbridled."

"And what are we?"

"Two old stubborn mules," Sini deadpanned.

"Well, I can't argue with that, now can I? So, what now?"

Sini took her husband's hand in hers and brought it to her forehead.

"I don't know anymore," she sighed.

"You said like Arja and her boyfriend. He's an African, right?"

"Yes, but..."

Jari's face looked defeated. "You wanted to talk. Well, we have talked. I think I am done for the night. I am ...

... going to bed."

Sini watched her husband trudge away, still frustrated and emotionally broken.

*****

Sini sat at the kitchen table while Jari watched tv in the other room. She was conflicted. She considered her attraction to Davu.

Sini admittedly felt flustered by the idea that the young black god might be sexually attracted to her. She closed her eyes and imagined his cock, impossibly large, ramming into Arja's pussy in the alley, and she couldn't help wishing it'd been her bent over in the alley.

She tried to banish the thoughts from her mind, but her efforts were hopeless. She knew it was all a farce. Even if Davu was attracted to her, he was still dating Arja, and Sini couldn't betray her friend. Nevertheless, her spine tingled in excitement, and she wondered how she'd react on Friday night at the bonfire party.

"What are you thinking?" Jari asked.

Sini jumped. She felt guilty thinking of another man, as if her husband had caught her cheating.

"It's nothing. There's a bonfire this Saturday that Arja invited me to. I'm thinking of going."

"I think I'll just stay home if it's all the same to you."

Sini was relieved. She didn't know how she'd react if he wanted to tag along.

"Is Arja's African boytoy going to be there?" Jari asked.

"Oh, I suppose," Sini answered, trying to sound nonchalant.

"I see."

Jari trudged off to watch tv, but Sini's guilty conscience left her wondering if her husband suspected anything.

Sini realized that her ...