I had all the evidence I needed! That slut wife of mine was fucking some little bastard from her office. She left a couple of emails in her account inbox, which she didn’t know I had access to. The little twit was oozing about her massive tits and ample ass. His little prick probably couldn’t reach far enough to get into her cavernous gash. Gail was a lovely large woman, a BBW, big beautiful woman. Her five foot eight and one hundred and sixty pound frame supported a set of 44DD tits and a luscious pillowy ass. Her soft belly rubbed on my own when we fucked missionary style, and her fat ass bounced against my belly when I slammed her from behind. I love to fuck my fat wife!
And I did frequently. So, why was she letting some twenty-year old stock boy play with her tits and pussy? And I suspected he was black, too! I didn’t care, but it would stop and stop with a vengeance. I was waiting for her when she got home from work that day, with a small arsenal of implements of punishment for a bad girl: paddle, strap, rope, whip, pinching clothes pins, a huge hard dildo and a cloth to gag her mouth with if she got too noisy!
“Hi Hon,” said the fatty slut as she bounced in the door of our apartment, “You’re home early! That’s nice.”
“I doubt you’ll think so soon, you slut! Get over here,” I snarled as I grabbed her roughly by the arm and threw her over the end of the sofa, lifted the butt paddle high in the air and brought it down hard on her big fat ass…WACK, WACK, WACK.
“OOOOWWWWEEEE, What are you doing????!!!,” she hysterically yelled.
“This is just the beginning, you adulterous bitch.” (Whack, whack, whack again.) “I know about you and that little bastard at your office. I found your emails to each other. Don’t wait your breath denying it; you’ll need all your breath to survive tonight. You will pay with your body for whoring your body around!” (Another set of whacks.)
“Oh, NO…Oh, No, I…a…er…Oh, I’m so sorry. Oh, I wish I’d deleted all those notes. It didn’t mean anything! It was a mistake. Oh..OOWWEEE, please stop; just talk to me about it….OHHHH, I’m so SSOOORRRRYYYYY!”
I twisted her around, sitting her sore ass on the sofa, and stood like a drill sergeant in front of her. “So, go ahead you faithless bitch. Try to explain this. I doubt it will work.”
“It was all a big mistake,” (Sob, sob, sob, with tears and I think fake remorse.) “We were just kidding around the office, you know how we joke and all about, well, you know, sex and stuff. And some of the other girls were razing Leon about how black guys have big dicks. Well, I just was joining in, and one thing led to another and they dared me to find out!”
“So, Leon agreed and we went into the stock room at the end of the day after everyone had left, and well, he said I wouldn’t know how big he got till he was excited and all. And so, well I let him feel up my big titties – just over my blouse, see. And, well, he told me to upzip his pants, and I, ah, and, well, it just came busting OUT! And it was HUGE! I mean, you’re big and all and really love your cock! But Leon’s dick is a big black monster! Well, what’s a girl to do? He was loving my titties up, and I was so shocked at his massive pecker, and he got his hands up my skirt before I knew it and I was soooo wet! And light headed and, well, you know how I get when you sex me up and all!”
“The next thing I knew he had opened my blouse and unsnapped my bra and lifted my skirt and pulled my panties right off my legs! I didn’t know what was happening, except that I was fascinated with that big cock and just couldn’t keep my hands off of it.”
“So, well, you’ve got to understand I was just so shocked and not myself! And, well, a…he…a…er…he just so sexily eased me back onto a table there and told me to rub that massive black rod up and down my wet slit, and I couldn’t stop myself! I did, and he just sort of slipped that thing right into me! I am so, sorry. I didn’t mean to do that! I just love your cock in me so much, and well, Leon was so BIG! I guess my little cunny was plenty big enough for it, though. It didn’t hurt…but, Oh, it felt good…I’m really SORRY!”
“So you let that black bastard fuck your big white wet pussy, did you? And did you take his black man seed into you, too???”
“Ah, well…you see, a…YES I did!! He filled me up with a gallon of his jism, and I loved IT!! So there.”
“Well you’ll pay for your little escapade now, you white whore; fucking a black guy in the stock room. I suppose all you’re girl friends know he laid you there!”
“OH, no, I couldn’t let them know. I’d be so embarrassed! I made Leon promise not to tell, or I would accuse him of Molestation. I just told the girls how big it was, that I only looked at him, and that’s what Leon said, too. But then he’s been after me ever since! He really likes my plumpish body, just like you do! OH, I love you and it was a mistake, you see.”
“It was because you are a fat fucking slut, Gail! You can’t resist any cock. When will this happen again? I remember when we were dating; you were banging a bunch of guys before we married! I thought you’d get over that, but you’re such a nympho whore!”
“Yeah, well, that was then. I just love sex, you know that! Don’t we have a wonderful life in our bedroom…and here in the living room, and on the terrace, and in our car sometimes? You like it when I want sex, don’t you?”
“Yes…BUT WITH ME! Not with every Tom’s Dick and Leon’s, too!! Who else have you been fucking behind my back?”
“NO ONE, I promise. I, mean…a…you didn’t find any other emails, did you?” she tentatively asked.
“SO THERE ARE OTHERS!!!” I angrily yelled.
“NO, no, not really. It’s just that my big titties get kind of tingly at work sometimes, and, I…a…well, a couple of times a few months ago our supervisor, Mr. Thompson, got a little personal and was complimenting my huge boobs, and I let him touch them, and well, I just sort of ended up topless with his cock jerking off between them.”
“YOU WHAT!!?? You titty fucked your boss, too??!! You are nothing but a fucking nympho slut. You are a WHORE, Gail. Do you know that? That’s it, then.”
“So, what are you going to do, now,” she pleaded. “Please don’t leave me. I’m so sorry.”