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Over the next few weeks, the answer to my question became obvious. Although occasionally I would still get to hastily slip my little pee pee into her warm puss, she became increasingly resistant to the idea. At first I pouted over my banishment, but came to accept my lot as payment for getting to enjoy nightly cream pies. I rationalized that her pussy was becoming too stretched for my little member anyway. The last few times I had fucked her I actually had to grab the base of my cock and “jack off” while the tip of my dick was still inside her. There were also other benefits that I learned to relish: every 2-3 days, Sue allowed me to shave her pussy in preparation for her date with Steve; and the hand jobs she gave me were exquisite… especially as she usually sat on my face while doing it.

The physical changes in my wife were also becoming more evident. As she sat on the bathroom sink, smoking a cigarette, she allowed me to shave the red stubble covering her cunt. I couldn’t help but notice that she displayed small bites and hickies on her petite breasts and inside her thighs. The purplish marks indicated how intense her lovemaking with Steve had become, and how she had given herself to him. I knelt between her legs and spread the shaving gel on her mound and down onto her nether-lips. My wife’s pussy had also changed… gone was the bright red bush I so loved; her lips had assumed a bright pink color and appeared meaty and engorged. Her clit was more prominent now than I had ever seen it during our marriage and I wondered if it was because of her lack of cunt hair or because she remained excited thinking about Steve throughout the day. Carefully I used the blue disposable razor to remove the creamy white lather. Her pussy glistened under the bright bathroom lights. I slowly ran the blade along the edge of her outer lips, leaving her slick, smooth and ready for Steve. Once I completed my duties, Sue deliberately rubbed lotion with aloe into her womanhood to prevent chaffing. The result, I must admit, was stunning. Sue’s attitude about her relationship with Steve and our own relationship was also evolving. She became more willing, almost enthusiastic, about telling me the details of her “dates” with Steve. One Saturday morning (as I recall) Sue had staggered in just before 6 am. Obviously drunk, she sternly ordered me to “Lay my white ass down on the bed!” She unsteadily stripped and squatted over my waiting mouth with her back turned toward me and pumped my twitching member. “Eat my pussy!” she slurred. “You wanted me to fuck black cock???? I’ll tell you just how much I love black cock!” She emphasized the last two words… BLACK COCK… to drive the point home. (more…)

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