Mary Deanna's Anniversary Fuck part 5

Wednesday Dinner
I have been fucking Robert for a little over two months now. Two of the most sexually wonderful and satisfying months of my life. What had started out in my mind, and I am sure in Joe's, was a one night stand, but the best laid plans of mice and men... well... now, I am getting fucked by Robert at least two nights a week, usually Wednesday and either a Friday or a Saturday. I am also getting it on at least one night by my husband. Sexually, I am satisfied, pleased with the fucking I am getting, even the one I get from my husband which, before Robert, had been uninspiring, but was now much more energetic and inventive. Competition does have an effect.

It is almost Christmas and the relationship I have with my husband Joe is strained, even if he is fucking me on a weekly basis, there is the problem of our weekly Wednesday dinner with Robert at our house. Let me regress a bit. My first "date" with Robert and without my husband, Joe, was the Saturday after My Anniversary Fuck, as Robert refers to it.

I spent the night and the next day till midnight with him, fucking a large portion of the time. But not all. We did spend a lot of time just talking between sexual bouts. Talking about everything in my life... Robert was becoming an expert on me and my life. Just before I left to return home, Robert told me he wanted to meet the rest of my f****y... my c***dren, and see my home. He told me to have Joe call him and invite him over for dinner on the following Wednesday, the 14th. Which was exactly one week after My Anniversary Fuck. Joe would have none of it! He told me he didn't want Robert coming into our house in no uncertain terms.

I was finally able to convince him to make the call. I was there and Joe dialed up the number and when Robert answered Joe just said, "You're invited to dinner, Wednesday, our house 7:00 PM." No lead in or nothing no small talk. I didn't realize Joe had nothing he wanted to say to Robert other than... "Stop Fucking My Wife!"

Robert arrived promptly at 7:00 Pm and per his instructions I sent Joe to let him in... make small talk... get drinks... etc. while I was busy in the kitchen fixing dinner. Joe was not having a good time, but when I came out I could tell Robert was. He was enjoying Joe's state of barely concealed anger, confusion and disbelief that his wife's young Black lover was in his home and was an INVITED guest. Dinner was not a smooth thing. The k**s were home as instructed and they knew something was not right. Robert made no advances towards me, no innuendoes, no improper touching. Everything was so above board it was almost sterile. By 8:00 dinner was over and the k**s were on their way to visit with some friends. The house was ours for about the next two hours.

I was sitting on the couch next to Robert when Joe came back in from seeing the k**s off. Robert had his arms around me and I was leaning back into his chest. Robert's hands were fondling my tits and my head was tilted back, my skirt up around my upper thighs as I had hiked it upper Roberts request. I wasn't wearing any panties or bra, again at Robert's orders. Robert was looking at Joe who was looking at Robert feeling me up.

My husband told Robert he'd "appreciate his keeping his hands off of my wife." Robert answered him by suggesting that we let me decide if I wanted them there or not. Joe looked at me and seeing I was obviously enjoying Robert's caresses just said that it was clear the deck was stacked against him any way so why bother. Good thinking Joe. I felt bad for him looking at us... we began to kiss and neck and in a few minutes we were both naked on the couch and I was sucking on Robert's Cock... delicious!

Joe sat there and watched but didn't watch. He didn't pretend to ignore us... just focused his eyes somewhere else. I was getting real hot and wanted Robert to fuck me right there on the couch, but he said no, not yet and told me to take him to our bedroom.

I led Robert upstairs and into our bedroom, with Joe following like a puppy... after picking up all of our clothes. He didn't want the k**s to see them if they came home early. Joe objected as I pulled down the covers and made the bed ready for sex. There was a real deeply pained look in my husband's eyes when he realized Robert was going to fuck his wife in our marriage bed, in the very bed where all three of our c***dren had been conceived.

I KNEW what he was thinking, as I was thinking the exact same thing. A part of me rebelled at the idea. But another part, a stronger part wanted me to be fucked in this bed... and to have my husband Joe witness it. I walked over to Joe took his face in my hands and kissed him softly and gently on his lips and told him I was his wife and loved him. He quickly replied... "my wife... but not my woman... anymore?" I lowered my eyes and shook my head no... not anymore, and then rejoined Robert in our bed.

For the next two hours Robert and I passionately fucked ourselves silly. I sucked his cock, he ate my pussy, he fucked me in my pussy my mouth and my ass. He deposited two loads in me within 20 minutes. He was not pacing himself... he gave it to me furiously and I took it wantonly, screaming in delight whenever he brought me to orgasm with his mouth, fingers or cock. Of course this was often. It was good the k**s were out of the house. There was no way they wouldn't have heard me.

My c***dren came home at 10:30ish and went directly to bed. Joe met them and told them I was already asl**p. At that exact moment he was telling them... I was straddling Robert and riding his cock slowly... quietly, as not to let on to the c***dren that their mother was whoring for a Black man in her own bed, in her own house. Joe came in and watched us for a while then lay down on the floor wrapped up in a blanket and tried to ignore us. Fat chance that!

Robert and I fucked way into the night... resting then fucking then sl**ping then fucking. Joe awoke(?) at 6:00 in the morning, showered and started fixing breakfast for the k**s. Robert and I slept in till after they had gone. Then we fucked again and Robert filled my pussy for the 5th time.

Just as Robert finished depositing his latest load in me Joe came in. I was laying on the bed on my back totally naked with my legs spread obscenely, giving an unobstructed view of my freshly fucked quim with Robert's seed oozing from between my labia.

Joe looked at me on the bed and Robert standing near me and shook his head and then said, "Mary Deanna, look at yourself. Here you are in our bed, your cunt spilling his cum from it and you have no shame for the fucking you've done all night. YOU are a whore!"

Robert spoke sharply, "Well, Joe, if Deanna is a whore, then its your fault. You made her what she is."

Joe rebutted, "How in the fuck do you figure I am responsible?"

Robert said, "If you hadn't let your wife know of your secret desire for her to fuck a Black guy, she never would have. But because of the love she had for you she did, and now she has found out she likes it. That's good for her and bad for you. And now you're pissed. Tough shit Joe. I don't like you and it makes me feel good to know I have taken your woman from you. That's right, Deanna is my woman now. She may be legally your wife, but she is MY woman."

Joe looked balefully from Robert to me... I lowered my eyes not being able to look him in the face. Robert continued, "See Joe, she can't lie to you. She's my woman and she knows it. I took her Joe. I took her from you with these"... and he held out his hands... "and these"... pointing to his lips and tongue... "and these"... he grabbed his cock and balls. I took her by fucking her better than you ever did. I took her by giving her what YOU can't give her... a Big Black Cock! I've only fucked your wife on three different occasions, but in those three I have done more with her, she has given me her body in more ways than she ever gave it to you, I have fucked her better than you have done in fifteen years of marriage. She's my woman now because I took her by the Right of CONQUEST. Isn't that right Deanna?"

I looked at Robert and Joe then nodded and said, "Yes Robert I am your woman now."

Joe was seething with anger, he was barely holding it in... I was afraid he would go over the top, loose all control because of the harsh way Robert was treating him. I thought of the gun Joe kept in his closet, just a few feet away. Robert then spoke of how it was clear I had chosen him as her lover and was going to fuck him in her own home in her own bed, even when her c***dren were there. I lowered my eyes in shame at Joe's glaring look. Robert said new arrangements must be made.

The 2 for 1 was out, and he felt every Wednesday he should come for dinner and then fuck me in our bed. Robert told him if he wanted to watch or not, it was up to him, he could even join in if he wanted... but then he changed his mind saying it was better Joe watched and videotaped us fucking. Robert further described our new situation as that on either Friday or Saturday... sometimes both... I would go out with him somewhere.

Needless to say, I liked the idea and Joe hated it. He told Joe to think on it and call him at work when he had decided to accept. Joe said what if he doesn't accept? Joe was told he would accept, because even though his mind rejected this situation, his body was loving it. Robert said think on it... even though you hate me fucking Deanna, your cock is hard when I do. You like it alright. Your mind is just fucking with you. Robert told him besides, he had no choice, as I had already accepted the new arrangement! Robert then told Joe he had better run along to work and if he was wondering, he and I had arranged for us to miss work that morning and we would be doing a little more fucking while Joe was gone. He asked me if that was right and I was unable to look my husband in the eyes and simply nodded yes.

After Joe had left, I asked Robert if he thought he was handling Joe a little too roughly, as Joe was a proud man and he was really rubbing his nose into it? Robert thought about it a bit and said he didn't think so. He knew Joe was having a hard time handling this but he thought Joe was more resilient than I thought. Robert said, "Joe has to get over his pride and ownership of you Deanna. If he loves you as much as I think he does. Then he'll come around, if not... well ..."


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5 months ago
Robert is playing with fire. Joe could shoot him and you both.
3 years ago
again a grate story your poor husband