I was changing. The changes were physical and mental. Things were happening so fast, maybe to fast. My wife started to notice the changes. What was I doing? I could not forget my time with Carl. I had feelings I never knew I had. Is this what love really feels like? No woman had given me such a feeling. How far was I going to go with this? How much was I ready to sacrifice?
With Carl constantly on my mind, I could not even make love to my wife. Any man would have enjoyed being between her big black thighs. Her clit was almost the size of my baby finger. I sucked on it like I was sucking on a small cock with my fingers probing her hairy hole. Any man would enjoy hitting that black pussy from behind. I was no longer interested. I wanted just as much cock as she wanted. I could not get hard for her. Thinking of Carl inside my black hole made me rock hard.
"What is going with you? I want some dick, she screamed. Are you not man enough to handle me anymore? I dont know what is going on, but you are changing. Who is sucking on your nipples? I'm not."
What do you mean? No one is sucking on my nipples. My nipples were my hot spot and Carl loved them.
"You are lying you bastard! Look at them.
I had not notice that my nipples had gotten bigger from Carl pulling on them with his teeth. It was obvious. My secret was out. I could not tell her that I had become a man's woman. She stormed out of the house. I knew the conversation was not over. Was my marriage over? She was right. I was changing. I could hide what was going in my head, but my body was changing also. Not just my nipples, but my ass was getting bigger also. Carl enjoyed putting me on my knees. I could feel my ass bouncing against his big cock. His big hands spreading me open as he pumped his cock inside my wet hole. Some of my friends were hinting at my gain in my back side. I just played it off that I was working out in the gym. I caught guys staring at me. I could see the lust in their eyes. I did not entertain the thought of their sexual stares. I was Carl's girl. Still, I was married to Kesha. I feel asleep on the sofa with this on my mind.
I was awaken from some moans coming from the bedroom. I guess Kesha was giving some attention to her pussy by using her toys. I approached the door. It was cracked opened. I looked in. Kesha was not alone. Some guy had his face buried between her thighs. She looked up and saw me peeping. She was not shocked that I was watching them. She motioned for me to come in the room.
"Take off your clothes. You are going to eat this pussy next."
The guy buried in pussy get up.
