I know… but they don’t

I KNOW... BUT THEY DON'T By EsbeeKay I know my wife is cheating; but she doesn?t know I know, nor do any of the men she sees. And she only sees black men. I find myself in a strange tug-of-war. On the one hand I am crushed that my 28 year-old wife is running around behind my back but then, you see, I have this incredibly, overwhelming lust tinged with jealousy that I just cannot get across to anyone who has not experienced this. I do things now I would never, ever have even considered doing before and, although I realize the correct thing to do is confront Karen, a far more powerful urge refuses to let me do that out of fear she will stop having sex with black guys and, thus, deprive me of my source for unbelievable arousal. My discovery of Karen?s activities came about quite by accident. One Saturday afternoon almost a year ago my wife of five years asked me to clean out one of our bedroom closets ? a large walk-in closet. I wasn?t thrilled with the request since Karen would be working leaving me alone to do the task. In addition, Karen?s cedar chest was pushed back deep in the closet against one wall and I knew it was packed with sweaters, slacks and clothing she had put away for the summer. I decided the first thing to do was tackle the cedar chest and to move it easier I had to empty it first. I sat on the closet floor carefully removing the contents and lining them along the wall beside the chest. About a quarter of the way through I saw a large manila envelop. Curious about why Karen would keep something like this in the chest I unfastened the clasp and pulled out some of the contents. I glanced at them for about three seconds and felt the color drain from my face. In my hands ? with more still in the envelope ? were romantic cards, notes and small photos. I looked at the photos first and my mouth went dry. In them, my pretty wife was tongue-kissing a large black man as her slender hand gripped his very thick and very dark cock. A second photo showed Karen with a different black man, her pussy stretched around a cucumber-sized black dick and thick globs of sperm had formed at the juncture of pussy and cock and seemed to be rolling down her ass cheeks. Then, two other photos caught my attention and made my groan audibly. In one, my wife was intently focused on the inky-black cock in her mouth, her lips ovaled tightly around the girth. From Karen?s chin hung an absolutely massive mound of thick, white semen and from the look on her face Karen seemed to be in nirvana. It was the fourth photo, however, that stunned me even more if that were possible. Karen was on hands and knees, her ass slightly raised and in her asshole was an impressively thick cock ? again black. There was no cum but I could see her asshole tightly holding the black man?s dick. I sifted thru the notes and cards, most written to my wife but a few in her own handwriting. The men (I assumed they were all black) wrote about her ?..hot, tight ass?, one mentioned ??you sucked my dick and ate more seed better than any white bitch I been with? while a third remarked that ??of all the times my sexy white slut has fucked on my dick, this last time was the best and nastiest. Where did you put all my seed?? I leaned back against the wall, speechless, my heart broken and feeling like I had been punched in the gut. I lifted another note and glanced at it, recognizing my wife?s flowing, cursive handwriting. Several sentences were given over to how hot some black guy?s dick felt in Karen?s cunt but I caught a little section near the bottom of the page. ?I can hardly wait for Sunday so I can show you just how much I need your gorgeous black meat?? The date at the top of the note was from last Sunday meaning Karen was planning on seeing the author of the note tomorrow! At the same time it dawned on me that I was going to be playing golf with some friends and had planned to have dinner with them. Karen had been very encouraging about this outing, telling me it was good for me to get out with the guys and that she?d find something to do. Now I knew what it was. My wife is quite attractive and I don?t need to be overly dramatic. I never met a guy who didn?t compliment me later on having such a pretty wife. Karen is only five-two but it?s a firm, sturdy body. She?s not plump or soft ? her boobs are B-cup and delightfully pear-shaped with large pink areola and wide nipples. Her waist is 25 inches around but she had the sexiest full, firm thighs and her ass is round and so squeezably smooth. And although it seemed the current fad, Karen didn?t shave her cunt; between those incredible thighs was a trimmed but densely luxuriant triangle of curly brown hair. Her eyes are a soft hazel and she highlights her shoulder-length hair. About a year previous I had been diagnosed with a slight disc problem in my back. The resulting muscle spasms caused the doctor to recommend I not exert my back too much, telling me it was best not to have sex in the classic missionary position. I wasn?t thrilled with that but I remembered Karen telling me not to worry, she would make sure I was able to get off and in return, she?d love for me to eat her. That meant, of course, she would straddle my face and over time I grew to absolutely love eating her cunt. Karen, then, would stroke my dick until I shot my load. We had gotten into a steady routine doing that and even when we could resume fucking, Karen preferred me eating her although she would fuck maybe a couple times each month. But more and more lately my wife had been insisting I eat her and she?d masturbate me. I could understand why. That night I tried to initiate sex with Karen, wanting to fuck her and feel if her cunt felt bigger. But my wife said she was too tired, offered to jerk me off and make me cum. So I lay there feeling her slender hand methodically rise and fall on my dick as Karen laid next to me acting completely indifferent. ?Are you sure you don?t want to fuck?? I finally asked. Karen didn?t even glance at me, ?Uh uh,? she murmured. A few moments of silence passed before she said, ?Are you going to cum soon?? Her tone was of total boredom and when I told her I was ready, Karen quickened her pace and made sure I shot my load on my belly and without any getting on her hand. She immediately rolled over and went to sleep. Sunday morning I put my clubs in the car and Karen waited for me just inside the front door. It was quite early and she wore only a thin robe, loosely knotted so her tits were practically bared, and a pair of tiny bikini panties. ?When will you be home?? she asked innocently. Knowing why she asked made my cock stir. ?Not sure,? I murmured, kissing her quickly. ?It?ll probably be late though,? I lied. ?You know how those guys are?. Karen smiled. ?Just enjoy yourself,? she told me with a wave of her hand. ?Stay out with them as late as you want, I understand?. I got in the car and told myself I knew she?d understand and I knew why. What Karen didn?t know was that I?d already called my golfing buddies and begged off our outing, claiming some work had come up. They weren?t happy but understood and found another guy. I drove down the street, made the turn and pulled in behind an office building closed on Sunday. I had no idea when or where Karen would go but wanted to see for myself. I waited for thirty minutes, figuring that would give her time to make whatever arrangements she?d planned. I locked the car and hiked the short distance the back way to our street. From behind a dense growth of shrubs and tall bushes I could see across about thirty yards to the house. My stomach tightened as a car drove slowly up the street and pulled into our driveway. Anxiously I watched as a slender black man got out of the car, sauntered to our front door, looking around to make sure nobody was watching, and walked in. I couldn?t believe Karen was going to fuck some black guy in our house! I waited five minutes and tried to appear casual as I walked across the street to the house. The front door had been locked. I carefully walked along the side of the house, went in the backyard and came to the outside door leading to the kitchen ? it had been left unlocked. Inside I stopped and listened. I could hear the faintest murmur of voices and realized they were coming from the basement ? our club basement. Now you have to understand that the stairway leading to the basement goes down five steps and makes a sharp 180 degree turn into the basement. A few years back we had placed a large mirror on the wall of the small landing where the steps made that sharp turn. I opened the basement door from inside the kitchen and the voices were more distinct ? Karen and the black guy. I edged down to the last step before reaching the landing and looked in the mirror which gave an unfettered view squarely into the middle of our nice little set-up. I felt myself perspiring, my pulse was pounding and my stomach was in knots. Karen had pulled out the sofa bed in the middle of the room. She was on her hands and knees in the middle of the bed, completely nude, looking over her shoulder at the black man approaching the bed. ?You want this?? Karen said in a sexy voice, sensuously wiggling her smooth, round ass. I saw her lick her lips. ?Oh I want that ass, baby,? the black man replied. He turned at an angle and I saw his dick, long and coal black. It didn?t seem overly thick but my angle of vision wasn?t perfect. ?I want that big dick in my ass,? Karen spoke in a husky tone. ?I?ve been thinking of it every day since last week?. I couldn?t believe my ears even with the evidence in front of me. Black hands moved over Karen?s ass cheeks, squeezing them, holding them open briefly. ?Mmm, that is a hot ass, baby,? the black man said and laughed. ?When did you get to be a black cock whore?? Karen groaned gently as she felt the black cock rubbing over the smooth cheeks of her ass. ?From the first time I had a black dick in my cunt,? she hissed. I stifled a groan. As the black guy neared the edge of the bed, Karen lowered her upper body and raised her ass higher in the air. I saw she had a pillow under her waist and another under her head. Her eyes were closed. ?Fuck my white ass,? she whispered loudly. The black guy opened her ass cheeks and pressed the head of his cock at her asshole. ?Nnnghh!? Karen grunted, slowly moving her sexy ass in circles. She groaned louder; the black dick had begun to disappear up into her asshole. My wife?s face was flushed and she gripped the sheets in her fists, biting her lower lip. ?Yesss,? she sighed, ?put it in me nice and easy?. The black man moved his hips, each movement pushing his cock further up Karen?s ass. Her breathing got raspy and she gritted her teeth harder. ?Fuck me,? she said, ?give it to me.? The black dick was now deep in her and Karen was grunting rhythmically. ?Fuck this whore,? she groaned, her ass now moving steadily on the cock. The black guy had his hands on her waist, fucking. He didn?t move fast or hard; instead, he pushed the black meat in slowly, paused and gently withdrew a little?then slowly in her ass and then out. Karen was gasping the whole time, eyes closed, mouth open. ?Fuck?my?ass,? she said, ?fuck?my?white?slut?ass?. ?You want my cum, bitch,? the black man asked in a firm voice. ?Oh yes?oh yes..? Karen grunted, her pear-shaped tits swaying with her fucking, her body jerking forward and then back. ?Feels?so?good,? her voice was cracking, her round ass now shoving back on the cock. ?Love..my?ass?fucked,? she groaned. The black man fucked steadily, still in those slow, methodical strokes. ?Oh baby,? he sighed, ?You make a perfect ass whore?just keep my nigger dick up your hot ass?. Even when he started shooting his load his motion remained slow and deep. Karen felt the sperm jetting into her asshole and squealed. ?Gimme that load?fill my ass with that load!? I saw thin, wiggling strings of semen hanging from between Karen?s open thighs. She must have taken a massive load. I was trembling so badly I feared I?d fall down the steps. I cautiously backed and left the house, mind working furiously. I came home much earlier than Karen expected but she was sitting in the living room, her bathrobe on. ?You?re early!? she rose to greet me. I smelled sex on her but pretended all was fine. We kissed and Karen asked about the golf, what was discussed, etc. I kept up the fa?ade, answering her questions. Finally, Karen ran her hand over her hair. ?I think I?ll get a shower,? she said, ?and go to bed?. Something inside me moved me to action. ?Let?s play around before you shower,? I suggested, catching her by surprise. ?You can?t be tired tonight, sweetheart? pointed out, that knot still in my stomach. Karen looked trapped, her eyes widened. ?Are you sure?? she asked softly, ?It might be better if I showered?. I smiled and shook my head. Taking her hand I led her up the stairs, feeling how nervous she was. ?How about if I jerk you off/? she suggested anxiously. I undressed and shook my head, ?Nah,? I remarked, ?I had this wicked idea during the golf game?. Karen sat on the edge of the bed looking at me. ?Just get naked,? I instructed, wondering if I could really go thru with this. Karen dropped her bathrobe; she was nude underneath but I ignored the obvious question. ?Get on the bed on all fours,? I said, watching the confused glances Karen gave me. ?Put a pillow under your stomach,? I tossed her a big, thick pillow, ?and lean way down so your ass is up higher?. Karen kept looking nervously back at me. ?You want to screw from behind?? she asked quietly. ?No baby,? I shook my head. My dick was hard and I stared at my wife?s sexy ass. From behind I saw her cunt lips were swollen and knew she?d been fucked there also. ?Just relax and close your eyes,? I whispered. Karen, obviously unnerved, lowered her chest and closed her eyes. I got behind that delicious ass and gently kissed the smooth cheeks. Karen sighed. My hands moved over her skin and I gently opened both cheeks. Karen inhaled sharply, it was the last thing she expected. ?What?are?you?doing?? she asked in a halting voice. ?Shhh,? I hissed and stared at my wife?s asshole. It was quite open and reddened and I could see dried trails of semen that had run out of the puckered hole. I moved closer, getting that sharp pungent smell of raw sex. Karen felt my face pressed at her ass and shivered. ?Honey?? her voice was soft and weak. ?Relax,? I told her, my tongue lapping up and down her ass crack. Karen trembled. Opening my mouth I pressed my lips over her asshole and frenched the hole. My wife groaned and her hips began moving. I tongued her asshole and began to softly suck at it. ?Oohh my, oh baby,? my wife was softly moaning. I sucked more and suddenly felt a syrupy fluid slid into my mouth. It had a salty metallic taste and made my licking sound wet and slick. ?Mmm, I like that,? Karen murmured, her smooth cheeks now pushing back at me. ?Lick it deep, honey,? she purred, ?Suck it nice?. I know she didn?t realize what was going on; she figured I had a new way to eat her. More of the musky syrup slid into my mouth and I swallowed. By now the sharp, pungent taste of Karen?s asshole and the musky semen I was eating had me hard as a rock. I began eating her ass with gusto, slurping and sucking, tonguing out large amounts of the black man?s sperm. Once my face was deep between her cheeks, I took one hand and fingered her cunt. ?You?re really wet,? I said into her ass. Karen was softly whimpering and said, ?Wet for you, honey? and I knew it was bull shit. I cleaned Karen?s ass of the man?s seed and slid under her cunt, nestled between those sexy thighs and began sucking the sperm from her fucked hole. Later, with both cunt and asshole emptied of the seed she?d had in them, Karen sat upright on the bed as I laid beside her. She was still nude and her hand pumped my cock livelier now. I fondled her wobbling tits and she smiled. ?You liked sucking my asshole?? she asked, squeezing my dick. I nodded and ran a hand over her furry cunt. ?I liked what you did,? she said, watching my cock. As my hips began moving Karen gripped my dick loosely but firmly. ?Fuck my hand,? she whispered, ?fuck it like it?s a pussy?. I squeezed her soft thigh and sent a heavy geyser of semen high in the air. Karen giggled. ?Seems like you got turned on today!? For the next month I remained quiet about Karen being a slut for black men. Whenever she had an excuse to go out I readily encouraged her. At night she became so eager for my mouth she?d get on all fours on her own and reach back to spread her cheeks. I began cleaning her cunt and asshole regularly. I liked it even though I was still torn about her fucking as she did. I had become so careful about saying anything to reveal what I knew, I developed a second nature on it. I found it more difficult when Karen?s younger sister, Ellie came to visit for a long weekend. Although Ellie was married and lived only half an hour away, whenever her husband traveled for business she spent the time with us. I didn?t mind really since Ellie was a more buxom version of my wife. Where Karen had smallish B-cup tits, Ellie?s were big, heavy D-cups, where Karen was generally reticent about openly discussing sexual things, her sister seemed to have no inhibitions whatsoever. I was comfortable around Ellie, enjoying seeing her body but also enjoying her openness. I sat in the kitchen with a cup of coffee, Karen was working the evening shift and Ellie was in the kitchen with me, standing across the room at the coffeepot. To my pleasure, Ellie had already put on her nightgown, a soft yellow, filmy thing coming to her knees. In profile against the light I could easily see Ellie?s big tits outlined and when she faced me I plainly saw her wide, round areola. With a quick, unobtrusive glance I saw a dark triangle between Ellie?s thighs and knew her cunt was as furry as Karen?s. Ellie filled her coffee cup and looked at me with a raised eyebrow. ?So it?s okay with you that your wife is a black man?s whore?? I was taken aback and Ellie shrugged. ?I know she?s fucking them,? she said bluntly, ?she told me awhile back she figured she was hooked on black cock?. She leaned forward and most of her heavy tits were showing. ?You like eating her?? Ellie asked and I felt myself blushing. Karen?s sister smiled, ?I love it when I guy knows how to eat my pussy?. She sipped her coffee, set the cup down and stood up. Deliberately she opened her gown and showed me those beautiful, big jugs. Looking right at me Ellie gave me a sensual smile. ?Why don?t you show me how good you eat pussy.? She said to my disbelieving ears, ?and if it really is good,? she ran her hand between her thighs and caressed her hairy cunt, ?maybe I?ll give you the pussy you need to fuck?? We walked up the stairs, Ellie in front of me allowing me to watch her plump, soft ass wiggling. Karen really thinks she?s cheating behind my back. What she just doesn?t realize is that I know?and they don?t. 5399 1.41/512345