Chapter 5: Getting out of control
Every chance she got, she found herself seeking out more young black men to satisfy her hunger. Even though it meant staying away from home longer than necessary, she knew that her hubby wouldn't miss her since he was usually working. So she took advantage of this freedom to explore more secret places within walking distance from their house where she could easily pick up random guys from the street.
By now, her appetite for interracial fun had grown exponentially.
She would meet men who had heard of her from other men, which made it easy to get them to sleep with her. Jenny loved the way that she could flirt for less than fifteen minutes and have a guy walking her back to his place while the neighborhood watched her knowingly. These men would use her and send her home. Sometimes she didn't make it home before running into another opportunity and doing it all over again.
Her love for big black cocks had taken over her life completely. Jenny would walk through alleyways with garbage cans overflowing, dodging homeless people and finding herself at Marcus' place. She loved it when he called her his "dirty little white whore" because it turned her on. Marcus would grab her hair and fuck her hard from behind while she moaned, "Yes, yes!" She loved how rough he was with her. She loved being on the phone with Peter while Marcus slid in and out of her. The sheer nastiness of it all thrilled her.
Shawn would boss Jenny around and use her like a ragdoll. Usually it was just Shawn, but sometimes he would share her with other young black men too. She loved those experiences, being filled with two cocks at the same time made her tremble with delight.
Jamal would call her still as well. She visited whenever he pleased and pleased him whenever she visited.
Peter was so busy working he didn't notice obvious signs. Jenny's cum stained underwear in the hamper didn't draw attention from him. Sometimes she had cum on her lips when Peter came home and she kissed him hello. She would mention Marcus, Jamal, Shawn and other men as people she spent time with during the day and Peter was simply happy that she had made friends in the neighborhood.
One day Jenny was fucking a young black guy in his car in front of her house. She rode up and down on his cock as Peter pulled up behind them. The tinted windows of the young thug's car hid what she was doing. Peter got out of the car and walked in the house without noticing that his wife was busy with a big black cock in her pussy. She got the young man off and then stumbled into the house a few minutes later, saying, "Hey, Peter. Sorry dinner's not ready quite yet." Cum dripped down her thigh while she threw together a quick meal.
Peter didn't mind. He was busy reading some papers from work and just waited patiently until they were ready to eat.
Later that night, Jenny reflected on the fact that she hadn't had sex with Peter since they moved into this house. It had been at least six months. Peter hadn't touched her in a sexual way that entire time. She had lost count of the number of men that she had slept with. That was OK, they were all young black men and that didn't threaten her feelings for Peter at all. She still loved him as much as before and was glad for her new life here.
A few weeks later Peter came home when Jenny and Marcus were there. Thankfully they were clothed. Jenny reintroduced Peter to Marcus. Peter and Marcus shook hands and chatted like old friends about sports. Peter suggested that Marcus stay for dinner and maybe watch the game later. Marcus agreed.
As usual, during dinner Peter talked about work. Marcus ate and nodded politely, looking over at Jenny every now an then with lust in his eyes. After dinner Peter sat in his recliner and Jenny sat next to Marcus on the couch. A few minutes into the game, with Peter and Marcus chatting about sports, Marcus slipped his arm around Jenny across the back of the couch. Peter didn't notice or comment. A few minutes later Marcus told Jenny, "Get me a beer."
Jenny stood up and asked, "Peter would you like a beer too?"
Peter said, "Yeah, sure and kill the lights so that we can see the game better." Peter went back to focusing on the game.
When Jenny returned she handed a beer to each of the men. Then, rather than sitting next to Marcus, she straddled his lap and settled down on his lap in her long skirt. Over the next few minutes, while Peter kept his eyes on the screen in the darkened room and commented on plays. Meanwhile, Marcus worked his fly open and forcing Jenny's panties to one side, slipping his cock into her. Marcus put his hands on Jenny's hips and was pushing her back and forth on his cock. Jenny closed her eyes and felt his rigid girth moving around inside her. For the next ten minutes she was fucked discretely right in front of her husband who was so focused on the game he didn't notice his wife was being fucked or the two having orgasms right next to him.
Jenny finally stood up and said she'd be back in a minute. When she returned, she sat next to Marcus for the rest of the game. After the game ended. Peter shook Marcus' hand again and said, "We need to do this again sometime soon. It was nice to have a friend over to watch a game." Marcus agreed and left with a smile on his face.
As they cuddled in bed later, Peter said, "I really like Marcus. He seems like a nice fellow, we should spend more time with him." Jenny agreed, feeling dirty at the thoughts of fucking another man right under her husband's nose.
Jenny replied, "I'm glad you two got to hang out. He's been good company to me during the day while you are stuck at work." They both drifted off, contented in their own ways.