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I can still remember the last time I was able to properly fuck my wife, and it was in January of 2024.
I’m in my late 50s and she’s in her early 30s, but my age isn’t the reason I haven’t been able to stay hard with her.
She has a mental illness known as borderline personality disorder (BPD), and what that means is she can get incredibly upset about things that other people would barely even notice as being a problem.
We’ve had epic shouting matches and I have developed PTSD from her emotional abuse of me.
Whenever we are intimate, my cock doesn’t want to cooperate and will go soft if I try to penetrate her pussy or asshole. About all I can do is jerk myself and have her finish me with her mouth.
It is admittedly not very satisfying, and she has had BPD episodes due to my inability to fuck her.
About six months ago, I noticed a change in her. She was no longer complaining about sex and had seemed to come to accept what I was able to do for her.
I’m a master at eating pussy and fingering and I can reliably make her cum doing either or both of those things. I thought that things were going to be okay while I worked on my dick problems.
I did notice that in the evenings she seemed to be on her phone a lot more, and I would see her smiling at her screen pretty regularly. I thought maybe she was just watching funny videos on TikTok or something. How would I know?
I leave at the same time every day to go to work, and I started to notice this very athletic-looking black guy getting out of his car and walking toward our area of the apartment complex.
Every single day, it was the same thing. I would be backing out of my spot, and this guy would be heading in.
One day, I called in sick to work but kept up my routine. I wanted to see where this guy was going, and decided to follow him.
Sure enough, he was going into our apartment. I saw my wife open the door and let him in and then quickly close it behind her. It was clear that he was fucking her since I couldn’t.
At first, I was devastated. I knew that people with BPD were more inclined to be cheaters, but she always promised up and down that no matter if I could fuck her or not, she would never cheat.
As I walked back to my car, I wasn’t sure what to do. I sat there and all kinds of images flooded my mind. I could see that guy fucking my wife, pleasing her in ways I no longer could. I could hear her moaning and making sounds she never made with me.
Before long, I became painfully aware that my usually-limp dick was so hard it was straining inside my pants, and the erection wasn’t going down at all. I wasn’t about to take it out here in the parking lot, but I did rub it with my hand through my pants.
Before long, I would feel the wetness of precum soaking into my underwear.
After sitting there for about an hour and not losing my erection the whole time, I decided to text my wife and tell her I was sick and going to head home.
She answered after a few minutes, and not even a minute later, the stranger emerged and hurried to his car and drove off.
I stopped rubbing my cock and finally the erection subsided.
I walked into the apartment and immediately found it smelling of sex.
My wife was in the shower and I went into the bathroom and asked why was she showering again. She said some excuse about how she’d just pooped and wanted to get clean. Sure, I thought.
When she got out, I was sitting waiting on the bed for her. She could see in my expression that something was wrong and asked what was up and if I was sick.
I said no, I’m not sick and just blurted out that I saw the black man enter our apartment and it was clear what was going on.
Her face fell and immediately she was crying, but the BPD kicked in and she started to get unbelievably upset and soon she was yelling at me saying this was all my fault and if I could fuck her then she wouldn’t have to cheat.
When I calmly said she was right and she deserved to be fucked properly, it really caught her by surprise.
It still took her a couple of hours to finally come back to her emotional baseline, but when she finally did, she apologized and asked why I wasn’t more upset.
I said I felt pretty guilty about not being able to fuck her, but when I found out some other guy was taking care of it for me, it unexpectedly turned me on a lot and how I had stayed fully hard for a whole hour.
I surprised her even more when I asked her if she had any videos of this guy fucking her and she had a ton of them.
We laid on the bed for the next two hours and watched together as Marcus fucked her in every conceivable position, in ways I had never even imagined.
And not only that, my wife was clearly orgasming while he fucked her, something that never happened with me any of the times I had been able to fuck her.
It wasn’t just one orgasm, either. She came repeatedly as he pounded her with his very large black cock, which had to be at least 8 inches and really thick.
When he came, it was a lot of cum and it would run out of her like a river. It seemed to be a normal thing for him to pull out of her pussy and immediately stick it in her mouth so she could suck out the rest and swallow it, something she never did with me.
I was rock hard the whole time and she noticed. She asked if I could fuck her now and as usual, right after my cock went inside her pussy, all of the emotional abuse came flooding back and I went soft.
She had an idea and put on one of her videos and said watch me get fucked by a real man and see if you can fuck me then.
It worked. I had only thrust into her a few times when she said you know my pussy is full of Marcus’s cum right now, don’t you? I immediately came harder than I had in my life, hearing her moan and cumming from the phone video.
Over the next few days, I masturbated who knows how many times to the videos she sent me, and she would watch me and say how pathetic I was for being so turned on watching another man fuck her. She even said my cock was worthless and that her pussy belonged to Marcus alone now.
She kept up with the humiliation, saying that if it wasn’t for my money, she would leave me for him in a heartbeat.
I finally got up the nerve to ask if I could stay home and watch them fuck, and she laughed at me and said she knew this was coming. She said I was “such a pussy”. It was true and I blushed while being more turned on than ever.
She was texting him right away and told me there wasn’t any point in waiting until tomorrow.
He got there in less than a half hour and couldn’t stop smirking at me. When she sat on his lap and they started kissing, my cock reacted decisively.
He wasted no time and stripped their clothes off, leaving them on the floor.
His cock was even more impressive in person. I honestly couldn’t take my eyes off of it and could feel my own much smaller cock throbbing in my pants.
Marcus looked at me and smirked some more, and said to my wife how I was looking at his dick and drooling like a little bitch.
My wife stroked it with one hand and looked over and laughed at me and looked back at him and told him to take her to bed.
I followed them into the bedroom and sat on the bed across from them while he fucked her pussy like a stallion.
I couldn’t resist and stripped my clothes off and stroked my cock really slowly.
Every time my wife came, my cock would squeeze really hard and I would almost cum. I had to take my hand off of myself to stop from going over the edge.
When Marcus came, though, my whole body tensed and even though I wasn’t touching my cock, I started cumming so hard I thought I would pass out. I had to catch my semen in my hand to stop it from spraying all over the sheets.
My wife looked over at me and told me to lick it off my hand and swallow it like a good little bitch, and I did it immediately.
Marcus pulled out of my wife’s pussy and moved up and started fucking her mouth with his dripping cock that was still fully hard. It was wild because he was fucking her face like it was her pussy. It was a huge turn-on to watch.
My wife was pinned to the bed and getting her face fucked and I couldn’t help but notice her pussy was dripping with Marcus’s huge load.
I couldn’t resist and moved between her legs and started licking all of his cum out of her, and her moans intensified greatly.
I slurped up every last drop of Marcus’s cum and moved to her clit and attacked it with my tongue. She came again and her pussy’s muscle spasms pushed out even more of Marcus’s cum, and I sucked it into my mouth and swallowed.
His cum tasted way better than mine and I even moved down and licked up the little pool of his cum that had gathered in her asshole. It was all driving her crazy.
In a few more minutes, Marcus groaned loudly and emptied a second load into my wife’s well-fucked mouth.
When he finally pulled out, her face was red and she was gasping and coughing, and more cum was dripping down her chin and neck.
Marcus laid down beside her and I moved up and licked the cum off her face and neck and kissed her, tasting even more cum.
About a week later, my wife had talked Marcus into letting me suck his cock, and I gave my first blowjob to a man. I loved it and loved swallowing his cum.
Just a couple days ago, Marcus fucked me for the first time. I don’t know how my wife talked him into it, but I had been fantasizing about it for months.
I had been practicing with my wife’s dildo to get my asshole ready, but the real thing was nothing like the dildo. Having Marcus’s cum leaking out of me was a dream come true.
Now we’re talking about taking out my wife’s IUD so Marcus can breed her. We’re also talking about having Marcus move in with us, but I’m not sure if I’m ready to lose my place next to my wife in bed.
Like with everything else though, I’m sure my wife will get her way and Marcus will get my spot in bed. He does deserve it. He is more of a man than I will ever be.
I need to go jerk off for the fifth time today thinking about sucking his superior Black cock.
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