She Enjoys BBC and You Enjoy Creampie Cleanup

Caleb is the first man your wife has cuckolded you with and things have gone spectacularly well. As it turns out, he gives her something she didn't know she was missing. Tonight they're having unprotected sex and you get to clean up for the first time.

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You're sitting on a surprisingly stiff couch in the lobby of an expensive hotel. You've spent the past half hour watching people come and go. You've yet to see your wife, but according to her text - the text that had you hurry to the hotel - she'll soon step off the elevator to accompany her date out of the hotel.

For that reason, you've been watching the elevators closely. Each time the doors slide open you pulse quickens a little as you hope to see your beautiful wife and the man she's been having sex with for the past three months step out.

He's the first man she's cuckolded you with and the sex has been far better than she ever imagined possible. She never had any particular complaints about your sex life, but as it turned out that's simply because your beautiful wife didn't know what she was missing.

Caleb showed her. He opened your wife's eyes to a whole new world of pleasure. He makes her cum in ways she truly didn't know were possible, that she couldn't have imagined until his big black cock entered her pussy for the first time. Once it did, she was awakened to the true joys of sex.

You'd long fantasized about being cuckolded, but it proved far hotter than you imagined, and that's without it being the perfect version of your fantasy. You always dreamed of watching, but your wife doesn't permit that. In fact, Caleb thinks your wife is cheating on you. Your wife insists that Caleb finds it far hotter to fuck a married white woman who he believes is going behind her husband's back because she can't get enough of his black dick.

You'd love to watch, but you're not going to argue with her. After all, the best orgasms of your life have all come in the past three months and they've all been fueled by the fact that your wife can't get enough of her lover's big black dick, that Caleb makes her cum harder than any man ever has, that she thinks about him all the time. Luckily for you, she's more than happy to share all of that while she strokes your cock or takes you for a long, slow ride with the pussy that's been fucked by her lover's long, thick, incredible black dick.

Finally, it happens. The elevator doors open. Your blonde wife steps out in a beautiful pink sundress and white heels. She's holding hands with a tall, good-looking, well-dressed black man. She looks up at him and smiles as they stroll across the lobby. Your gaze remains fixed on them, though you can't help but imagine what they were just doing. You picture them naked together. You see his body on top of hers. You see his cock sliding in and out of her pussy as she calls out his name.

Halfway across the lobby he lets her hand go and puts his arm around her. He pulls her closer. They look like a happy couple as they both smile brightly.

You turn and watch as they step out of the hotel. Caleb hands a ticket to the valet, who runs off to get his car. He turns to your wife and places his strong hands on her waist. She looks up at him and smiles - he's quite a bit taller than her - and they share a deeply passionate kiss. You watch your wife part her lips and welcome his tongue into her mouth. You see his hands move to her ass and grab it through the soft, thin material of her sundress.

His car pulls up and he moves towards it. Your wife grabs his hand and pulls him closer for another kiss. It's more desperate than the last, and for a moment you wonder if she's going to lure him back up to the hotel room to fuck her once more.

He doesn't, though. He smiles, steps away from your beautiful wife, and gets in the car. She watches him go and waves as he pulls away. She stares at the car for a few seconds and then turns back towards the hotel and walks into the lobby once more.

She stops, turns to you, and extends her hand. You get up off the couch and rush towards her. You take her hand and she gives you a soft kiss on the cheek.

"I missed you," you say.

She smiles and you walk towards the elevators. "I hope it's not too upsetting if I say that was a little too preoccupied to have thought much about you for the past few hours."

It's the opposite of upsetting. It's exciting. She knows that, though. You like that she can't get enough of Caleb, that she thinks about him all the time, that she gives herself fully to him when they're together. It's one of the reasons she doesn't want you watching. She likes being able to concentrate completely on her lover when she's with him and she likes being able to give you the same treatment after she and Caleb have parted ways.

The elevator doors open and you step inside. Your wife hits the button for the sixth floor and the doors slowly close. The elevator lurches to life as she pushes you against the wall and offers a kiss. Her lips part. Her tongue moves into your mouth. Your moan as she presses her body against yours. You think of Caleb's tongue in her mouth. You think of his hands on her ass. You think of his cock inside her. You think of how you'll soon step into the hotel room where another man fucked your wife.

The elevator doors open and she takes your hand and leads you into the hallway. You watch her blonde hair bounce a little with each eager step she takes. You enjoy how good the dress looks on her and you love that she bought it to look good for Caleb, and that looking good for you was a secondary concern.

Your wife leads you into the hotel room where she and Caleb fucked. The bed sheets are a mess - a surefire sign that they had a good time - but the room is otherwise quite elegant. Two champagne glasses and a bottle rest on the coffee table in front of the couch. You see a trace of lipstick on one of the glasses and you instantly imagine that same lipstick on Caleb's big black cock, for you know that your wife loves pleasuring him with her mouth.

"Would you like a glass?" she asks. "We didn't finish the whole bottle."

She grabs the bottle and pours herself a glass. She picks it up and takes a sip while staring into your eager eyes.

"Or is there something else you'd rather do?" she asks.

Your beautiful wife walks towards you with the glass of champagne in her hand, offers a soft kiss on the cheek, and sits on the edge of the bed.

"Is there something you'd enjoy drinking a great deal more than champagne?" she asks while parting her legs. Her dress rides up, exposing the milky white skin of her inner thighs.

You fall to your knees and your wife smiles and takes another sip from her glass. You crawl closer and take your place between her legs. It's hardly the first time you've done so, but today is different than any other time you've reconnected with her after being cuckolded.

You run your hands up her thighs and push her dress around her waist. Your gaze fixates on the semi-sheer pink panties she wore for Caleb, panties that he no doubt enjoyed pulling off before plunging his big black cock into her white, married pussy.

"Did he..." you say while staring at the wet spot in her panties.

"Did he cum inside me?" she asks.

You look up at your wife and nod.

"Yes, Caleb came inside me," she says. "He came inside me twice, in fact."

You run your thumb over her panties and feel the wetness. He's leaking out of her. He's soaking into her panties.

"My black lover came in my tight, white pussy," she continues. "He buried his big black cock in your wife's married cunt and he came. He unloaded. He filled me twice."

Your heart is pounding. It's the first time Caleb has cum inside her. It's the first time any man has cum inside her since you started dating.

"And I won't ever go back to having protected sex with him," she says.

"Really?" you ask.

She shakes her head. "It was so much better. I honestly didn't think sex with Caleb could get any better, but it was." She sips her champagne, swallows, and her lips curl into a bright, beautiful smile. "Knowing that we were having unprotected sex, that he was going to cum inside me, that I was offering him the pleasure of actually filling my married pussy with a load of his thick, hot cum...that made the sex so much better for both of us."

You slip your fingers into the waistband of her panties, look up at your wife, and ask, "May I?"

She sips her champagne, swirls the bubbly liquid in the glass, and says, "Are you going to do what we talked about?"

"I...I want to," you reply with a nod. "If it's okay with you."

"Caleb said he's fantasized about cumming inside me since he first fucked me," she says. "He said he loves the idea of me going home to my husband with his load still dripping out of me. I think he loves the idea of claiming my pussy as his." She runs her fingers through your hair and smiles. "I like that too. I like the idea that Caleb claimed my pussy and made it his when he came inside me today. It was already his, I suppose, but now it feels official."

You want nothing more than to pull her panties down. You want to gaze upon the pussy that another man claimed. She hasn't given you permission yet, though. She's teasing you.

"You can take my panties off," she says.

You pull her panties down. You gaze at her messy pussy. You see the coating of cum on her labia. You see some of it matted in the closely-trimmed blonde pubic hair that surrounds her pussy.

"I thought about you when he came inside me," she confesses.

"You did?" you ask.

She nods. "I thought about this moment. About you doing what we agreed you would do. About you living out this fantasy."

You look at her pussy once more. You've long fantasized about this. Long before she actually cuckolded you. "I want this. It makes me nervous, though."

"Why?" your wife asks.

You look up at her and see sweetness in her eyes and a soft smile on her face. "It's...it feels like crossing a line, you know? Will you look at me differently after this? Will you think less of me?"

She leans forward and kisses you softly while caressing your face. "I hope this doesn't come as a surprise, but I already think of you differently. Not in a bad way, but differently. I looked at you differently the moment you confessed your cuckold fantasy. How could I not? I never imagined being with a man that wanted his wife to fuck someone else. I never imagined being with a man that would find such pleasure in that. And I certainly never imagined being with a man that desperately wanted to clean someone else's cum out of my pussy. But I'm with that man, and I love you deeply even if I see you differently than I used to."

She kisses you again and sits up. You crawl a little closer and lean in. The smell of sex and cum fills your nose and it's so intense it nearly overwhelms you.

"Clean me," she says softly. "Clean the mess that Caleb left inside me when he claimed my pussy as his. Reclaim it in the way a cuckold does. Reclaim me with your tongue."

You kiss her thighs, moving from one to the other as you inch closer to her pussy. Your heart is pounding and your cock is hard as a rock in your pants. You think of Caleb's cock moving in and out of the pussy that you're inches away from. You think of him doing so without protection. You think of your wife begging him to cum inside her, to flood her with his thick load.

You lick her labia. The bitter, salty taste of Caleb's cum dances on your tongue. It's not nearly as unpleasant as you imagined, though.

"Do you like it?" she asks. "Do you like the taste of Caleb's cum?"

"I...yes, I do," you answer. It's strange. It doesn't taste good, and yet you like it.

She smiles. "I do too."

You love the reminder that she's tasted his cum, that she's sucked him off and swallowed for him. You can't help but think of how you haven't been granted the pleasure of a blowjob from your wife since she started seeing Caleb, that she decided early on that it would be fun to reserve her mouth for the man that fucked her so much better than you.

"Keep cleaning," she says.

You clean her labia. You lick and suck every bit of cum from her pussy lips and you do the same for her pubic hair. She moans and sips her champagne as you do and when you look up at her you see lust in your wife's eyes.

"Put your tongue inside me," she instructs. "Taste the pussy that Caleb satisfied today. Taste the pussy that he filled with his load. Taste the pussy that was stretched out around his big black cock in this bed."

You plunge your tongue into your wife's pussy. The taste of cum is stronger. Much stronger. You feel the viscous fluid on your tongue. There's still so much of him inside her. Arousal floods your body. It's utterly intoxicating. You pull your tongue and his cum into your mouth. You've just licked part another man's load from your wife's pussy.

"Show me," she says.

You open your mouth and she leans over and smiles.

"Fuck...that's hotter than I thought it would be," your wife says. "Now I know what he sees when I take his load in my mouth and show it to him before I swallow." She smiles and runs her fingers over your lips. "He likes knowing that a married white woman is eagerly swallowing his load before going home to her husband. He really likes knowing that I kiss you when I get home, that I give you a little taste of his cock and cum after sucking him off like a greedy little slut."

You swallow his cum. You swallow it just like your wife has done countless times in the three months she's been seeing Caleb. You open your mouth to show her that it's empty and she grabs a handful of your hair and pulls you back to her pussy. You push your tongue back inside her. You scoop up more of his cum.

"Fuck, clean his load out of me," she says. "Swallow it all. Swallow every drop of his cum."

You do as you're told and you watch and listen as your wife gets increasingly aroused. You feel her pussy getting wetter as you do her bidding. You love that she seems just as into this kinky pleasure as you are.

"I hope you're ready to do this a great deal more often," she says. "Like I said, I'm not going back to having protected sex with him. He's going to cum in my pussy every time he fucks me, and he said he wants me more often. I told him he could have me whenever he wants me. All he has to do is text and I'm his. I told him he could come by and visit me at home while you're at work, that he could fuck me and cum inside me in our bed. I told him he could fuck me on your side of the bed, in fact, so he's going to be doing that at least a few times a week from now on. You're going to be hard at work making money to support me and I'm going to be on my back in our bed with a big black cock in my pussy."

You rub your dick through your pants as you clean what's left of his cum from your wife's pussy. You swallow every drop as she gets increasingly aroused while offering up that spectacular dirty talk.

"Are you finished?" she asks.

"Yes, you're clean," you reply.

Your wife finishes her champagne and hands you the glass. You return it to the coffee table and when you turn back she's taken her dress off and is naked in the bed.

"Do you want me?" she asks.

"More than anything," you reply.

You stand and strip as your wife watches and gently rubs her clit. She plays with her tits and moans for you and your dick gets harder as you dream of being inside her.

Once you're naked you crawl into the bed, but she puts up a hand and stops you. "What do you think you're doing?" she asks.

"I thought...I want to fuck you," you say.

"And you can fuck me," she replies, relieving your momentary panic, "but you need to put on a condom."

You sit back on your knees. "What?"

She reaches down and spreads her pussy lips. "This is Caleb's pussy now. You don't get to cum inside it anymore. Only he does. So if you want to fuck your wife, you'll need to wear a condom. I bought some for you, though. You'll find them in the nightstand drawer."

She says nothing more and you're quite certain she's serious. You're banned from fucking her without protection. You're banned from cumming inside her.

For some reason, it turns you on. You rush to the nightstand. You pull out a condom. You roll it down your cock. Your wife welcomes you between her legs. She takes you inside her. She lets you fuck her.

"Fuck, you feel so good," you say.

"Mmm, I know," she replies. "And your dick doesn't feel anywhere near as good as Caleb's does."

You fuck her faster and harder. "Do you prefer his cock?"

"Yes," she answers without hesitation. "And it's not even close. You don't compare to him. You can't fuck me anywhere near as well as he does. You can't make me cum like he does. That's why he gets to cum inside me. That's why he's going to start fucking me in our bed while you're at work. That's why you're going to clean his load out of me every time he breeds me. That's why you're going to use a condom for as long as Caleb and I are together."

You wish you could last longer, but you can't. You cum. You cum in the condom. You cum because it all feels so fucking good.

Your wife wraps her arms and legs around you. She pulls you close. She kisses your neck and cheek. She purrs like she's as happy as she's ever been.

"I love you," she says softly. "I love you so much."

"I love you too," you reply.

You've never loved your wife more.