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My Wife, the Village Bicycle
A husband and wife recount her many affairs. But he has a secret of his own...
M/F, M+/F, F/F, creampie, preg, cuckold, incest (M/s+more), weight gain
Licensed under the CC-BY-SA 4.0.
"Another affair? I know that I've allowed you to sleep with other men, but this is too much. I feel like I'm married to the village bicycle."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I mean, everyone gets a ride."
"Oh, please. I haven't slept around that much."
"Seriously? You were fucking other men on our honeymoon."
"It was just one other man, and you liked it. That well-hung lifeguard from the resort we were staying at in Jamaica. You loved seeing him stretch out my pussy with his huge cock. And you agreed to the whole thing. You said, 'We're young and in love, let's live in the moment.'"
"Yeah, too bad we were so busy living in the moment that we forgot about any protection or birth control. How do you think I felt when you gave birth to a Black baby?"
"Hey, you had your chance to put a baby in me and you missed it. You were so turned on, you could barely stop from cumming before you got in me. Actually, I think you came in your pants several times."
"Just twice."
"And the rest of your loads you dumped in my pussy...well, except for the ones that landed on my tits and thighs. Still, it's not my fault his sperm beat yours to the egg. And think of how I felt when I delivered the baby and it was clearly not my husbands. That was embarrassing."
"It may have been embarrassing to you, but it was humiliating to me. I could hear everyone whispering about how you had obviously cheated on me."
"Still, you've been a good father to Jaxon. And I did give you a child of your own."
"Yes, I appreciate you being faithful when we conceived Tabitha."
"Well, it's been 18 years now...I have a confession..."
"What? You mean Tabitha isn't mine either?"
"No, I'm sure she's yours. Well, 99%. But I wasn't exactly faithful. I did give a few blowjobs. And do some butt stuff."
"What?!"
"Look, it was hard making ends meet. We were in our early twenties, you were just getting your career off the ground, and we had bills to pay. How do you think I got the furnace fixed so cheap that one winter? And the new transmission for your car?"
"You're right. Money was tight for us then. I know you just had our family's best interests in mind. I suppose I should be grateful you kept your pussy for me in those years."
"Yep, no one else came in it. Well, unless they wore a condom."
"I can understand whoring yourself out to make ends meet. But then I got that big promotion after Tabitha was born, and you ended up pregnant by the neighbor. That wasn't necessary."
"Well, you were out traveling so much. I was bored at home, with two young children, and horny as hell. What was I supposed to do during naptime? Our next door neighbor was there for me, emotionally and physically. I just couldn't resist. It's your fault for neglecting my needs."
"Okay, okay. I'm just glad I got another job that didn't require so much travel. I wish I had gotten it sooner, though. You were already pregnant with another of his babies by then. It was pretty humiliating for you to have Irish twins with another man."
"I thought it wasn't possible to get pregnant while I was still breastfeeding! I guess I'm just super-fertile. It's a talent that comes in handy at times."
"Yes, my brother and his wife did appreciate you being a surrogate mother to their child, but I'm not so sure why he had to **** you himself. Were the IVF fees really that much?"
"Hey, a penny saved is a penny earned. And I think he really earned his pennies. Only six months of trying every other day, and I was carrying a little nephew for you. And it's not like there wasn't anything in it for you. As I recall, we both enjoyed what your brother's wife could do with her tongue."
"Yes, that's true. Although I think you got more enjoyment out of what she could do with her strap-on."
"Hmmm...I'm not so sure. You seemed to be having fun. Come on, don't be so coy. You're not any less of a man because of it. A husband and wife should be open about their needs."
"Needs? Like you 'needed' to be fucked by a groomsman and your friend's wedding?"
"Yes, I needed that. I needed to have my self-confidence restored. Having five kids took a toll on my body. I went from a size 2 dress to a size 16. And the stretch marks--they showed up everywhere! Not just my belly, but also my boobs, my thighs, even my lower back. Did you know I cried the first time I had to go clothes shopping in the plus-size section? I felt like a ruined woman."
"I'm sorry, honey. I remember you use to wear all kinds of lacy lingerie, until you had to size up and you only bought plain panties and bras."
"It was hard finding sexy clothes sized for a larger woman."
"Is that why we went through that dry spell? We didn't have sex for over a year."
"Yes. My libido was just a strong as ever, but I didn't feel confident enough to dress up sexy or have sex with you. That all changed when my friend invited me to be one of her bridesmaids. Well, at first I felt as self-conscious as ever. I used to be the thin, athletic one of my fiend group, and now I was easily the fattest. Us wearing identical dresses just emphasized how much I had let myself go. And those dresses were perfect for skinny girls, but not flattering for me. The fabric was so clingy and shiny, it emphasized every roll on my big belly. Of course they were sleeveless too, so everyone could see the stretch marks on my thick, flabby upper arms. I'm sure I looked like a beached whale, and I felt absolutely miserable."
A husband and wife recount her many affairs. But he has a secret of his own...
M/F, M+/F, F/F, creampie, preg, cuckold, incest (M/s+more), weight gain
Licensed under the CC-BY-SA 4.0.
"Another affair? I know that I've allowed you to sleep with other men, but this is too much. I feel like I'm married to the village bicycle."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I mean, everyone gets a ride."
"Oh, please. I haven't slept around that much."
"Seriously? You were fucking other men on our honeymoon."
"It was just one other man, and you liked it. That well-hung lifeguard from the resort we were staying at in Jamaica. You loved seeing him stretch out my pussy with his huge cock. And you agreed to the whole thing. You said, 'We're young and in love, let's live in the moment.'"
"Yeah, too bad we were so busy living in the moment that we forgot about any protection or birth control. How do you think I felt when you gave birth to a Black baby?"
"Hey, you had your chance to put a baby in me and you missed it. You were so turned on, you could barely stop from cumming before you got in me. Actually, I think you came in your pants several times."
"Just twice."
"And the rest of your loads you dumped in my pussy...well, except for the ones that landed on my tits and thighs. Still, it's not my fault his sperm beat yours to the egg. And think of how I felt when I delivered the baby and it was clearly not my husbands. That was embarrassing."
"It may have been embarrassing to you, but it was humiliating to me. I could hear everyone whispering about how you had obviously cheated on me."
"Still, you've been a good father to Jaxon. And I did give you a child of your own."
"Yes, I appreciate you being faithful when we conceived Tabitha."
"Well, it's been 18 years now...I have a confession..."
"What? You mean Tabitha isn't mine either?"
"No, I'm sure she's yours. Well, 99%. But I wasn't exactly faithful. I did give a few blowjobs. And do some butt stuff."
"What?!"
"Look, it was hard making ends meet. We were in our early twenties, you were just getting your career off the ground, and we had bills to pay. How do you think I got the furnace fixed so cheap that one winter? And the new transmission for your car?"
"You're right. Money was tight for us then. I know you just had our family's best interests in mind. I suppose I should be grateful you kept your pussy for me in those years."
"Yep, no one else came in it. Well, unless they wore a condom."
"I can understand whoring yourself out to make ends meet. But then I got that big promotion after Tabitha was born, and you ended up pregnant by the neighbor. That wasn't necessary."
"Well, you were out traveling so much. I was bored at home, with two young children, and horny as hell. What was I supposed to do during naptime? Our next door neighbor was there for me, emotionally and physically. I just couldn't resist. It's your fault for neglecting my needs."
"Okay, okay. I'm just glad I got another job that didn't require so much travel. I wish I had gotten it sooner, though. You were already pregnant with another of his babies by then. It was pretty humiliating for you to have Irish twins with another man."
"I thought it wasn't possible to get pregnant while I was still breastfeeding! I guess I'm just super-fertile. It's a talent that comes in handy at times."
"Yes, my brother and his wife did appreciate you being a surrogate mother to their child, but I'm not so sure why he had to **** you himself. Were the IVF fees really that much?"
"Hey, a penny saved is a penny earned. And I think he really earned his pennies. Only six months of trying every other day, and I was carrying a little nephew for you. And it's not like there wasn't anything in it for you. As I recall, we both enjoyed what your brother's wife could do with her tongue."
"Yes, that's true. Although I think you got more enjoyment out of what she could do with her strap-on."
"Hmmm...I'm not so sure. You seemed to be having fun. Come on, don't be so coy. You're not any less of a man because of it. A husband and wife should be open about their needs."
"Needs? Like you 'needed' to be fucked by a groomsman and your friend's wedding?"
"Yes, I needed that. I needed to have my self-confidence restored. Having five kids took a toll on my body. I went from a size 2 dress to a size 16. And the stretch marks--they showed up everywhere! Not just my belly, but also my boobs, my thighs, even my lower back. Did you know I cried the first time I had to go clothes shopping in the plus-size section? I felt like a ruined woman."
"I'm sorry, honey. I remember you use to wear all kinds of lacy lingerie, until you had to size up and you only bought plain panties and bras."
"It was hard finding sexy clothes sized for a larger woman."
"Is that why we went through that dry spell? We didn't have sex for over a year."
"Yes. My libido was just a strong as ever, but I didn't feel confident enough to dress up sexy or have sex with you. That all changed when my friend invited me to be one of her bridesmaids. Well, at first I felt as self-conscious as ever. I used to be the thin, athletic one of my fiend group, and now I was easily the fattest. Us wearing identical dresses just emphasized how much I had let myself go. And those dresses were perfect for skinny girls, but not flattering for me. The fabric was so clingy and shiny, it emphasized every roll on my big belly. Of course they were sleeveless too, so everyone could see the stretch marks on my thick, flabby upper arms. I'm sure I looked like a beached whale, and I felt absolutely miserable."
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