Fully extended, it was at least ten inches. Even more impressive was the girth, which had swelled up enormously. I could now see why Yami couldn't take much of it in her mouth. With some alarm, I wondered whether she could take it in her cunt.
"Now what do you say? Is this your idea of a black cock?"
"Yes," said my wife.
"You like them big, don't you, Yami gautam?"
"Yes."
"Take off your dress like a good girl and let's' see how much you like this one."
She did as he bid. The dress came off, and then the bra and panties. He picked her up like a doll and carried her to the bedroom. Laying her back on the edge of the bed, he opened her legs and ran his fingers over her pussy.
"Nice and wet, I see. Glad to see you're ready for me, honey."
He looked over at me and smiled. "Mark, why don't you get your prick out so you can enjoy this too."
I did as he suggested. My cock felt rock hard in my hand. I watched Kush position his fat cockhead at the opening of my wife's cunt. He opened the lips a bit with his hand and then pushed into the opening a couple of inches. I felt I was about to ejaculate, but somehow held back. He pulled it out and inserted it a couple of more times before pushing hard until his balls slapped up against Yami asshole. I got on my knees to look closer. It was all the way in.
"Do you like that, sweetie?"
"Oh yes!"
For the next ten minutes I watched Kush fuck my wife with long, fast strokes. She became very excited, breathing fast and uttering little moans of pleasure. His fucking gradually became harder until she clenched him in a spasm of pleasure. I watched her trembling orgasm, my stiff boner in my hand. I knew this wasn't the end.
Kush pulled it out slowly. His black cock glistened with dew from her vagina.
"How do you like it best, honey?"
Yami gautam moved into the middle of the bed and got up on her knees. She bent down and presented her pretty white bottom to him. Kush got up behind her and slid his cock into her pussy doggie style. She moaned as it hit bottom, then wiggled her ass on his tool. She looked around at me and gave me a bawdy look.
This time he fucked her hard. It was uncanny how he seemed to know just what she wanted. He rammed his cock in and out, with full big strokes. She began to cum, yelping with pleasure. He didn't stop. He kept pounding it to her, very hard.
"Is that what you want, baby?"
"Yes. Do it, please! Fuck me hard!"
She hit another climax. The next one had her gasping for breath. His rhythm quickened. They came together in a crescendo of fucking, his balls slapping up against her thighs. I shot a load into my left palm, the semen dripping from my hand as I watched Kush slowly pull it out of her hole. As he did so, a grey-white liquid flooded out of her and ran down her thighs. She didn't seem to mind.
A half hour later we had dressed and Yami prepared coffee. I'd rarely seen her so serene. It was as if she had always wanted it be like this.
She went to the kitchen for a moment. Kush looked at me contentedly.
"Happy, Mark?"
"Yes. I think she loved it."
"Did you?"
"Yes. I did."
Before leaving, Kush took Yami in his arms and gave her a long deep kiss. She kissed him back."
"Are you OK, sweetie?" I asked after he had gone.
"Yes."
"Did you have a good time?"
"I loved it, Mark. He's so...wonderful and overpowering. Did you have a good time too?"
"Yes, honey. It was very exciting. I'm glad we fulfilled your fantasy."
A few days later Yami gautam came home with several shopping bags, not from Talbot's.
"Been shopping, honey?"
"Yes, just a few things I'd like to wear."
The next evening I returned from work to find Kush lounging in the living room, half naked. Before I could say a word, Yami came out of the bedroom and stood in the doorway. I couldn't believe my eyes.
She was wearing a tight shelf black bra, which forced her tits up high and close together. Black satin thong panties caressed her crotch. She was half a foot taller than usual, standing on glass looking platform 7" high heels. Her hair was dolled up like she was going to a fancy party. She wore a lot of rosy makeup and bright red lipstick. I couldn't help thinking that she looked like a whore.
"Hi, honey," she said. "Kush and I are about to have a drink. Would you like one too?"
She strutted over to the bar and poured three glasses of wine. Her butt wiggled as she balanced herself on the high heels. She handed me my glass, then sidled up to Kush. They sipped their drinks for a while, looking into each other's eyes.
I didn't know what to say. I hadn't expected this. I wasn't sure I liked the idea of my wife taking up with Kush like this. Since I had started it, I couldn't just tell them to stop. I pondered this while they fondled each other, Yami giggling as Kush fingered her panties.
It wasn't long before he had them off. He bent her over the arm of a chair and pulled down his pants. His fat prick emerged half erect. He rubbed it a little while and then pushed it into Yami waiting cunthole.
"Take off your pants, Mark, and enjoy yourself."
I didn't know what else to do, so I did as he asked. My penis was throbbing in my hand.
"Yes, fuck me just like that! I want that big black cock up my cunt! Do it hard!"
He gave her what she wanted. Her moaning told me she loved it. He plowed into her with powerful strokes. She moaned louder and louder.
"Oh my God, fuck me!" I watched her orgasm with awe. Kush kept right on going. He grabbed her blonde hair and pulled her head back. As he plunged his rod in and out he slapped her bottom with his left hand.
I was shocked. This was more than I bargained for. I wasn't sure this was what I wanted at all.
"Do you like that, slut?" Kush commanded.
"Ohhhh. It's sooooo good. Don't stop."
"I like a hot girlie like you. White sluts are the best!"