Cuckold Blowbang: Birthday Celebration ♕

My husband Jeremy knows that my sexual needs are beyond what he can provide for me

 

I love sucking cock. Absolutely love it. The feel of hard cock against my lips, my teeth, the sides of my cheeks when I’m getting face-fucked. There’s nothing quite as satisfying as the feeling of pleasing a man with my mouth and throat. And there’s nothing greater than the reward of swallowing his hot, sticky cum. Even reading this back to myself, the thought of gobbling a cock until a load pops into my mouth is making me salivate. But what about seven loads? That’s how this raunchy cuckold blowbang went.

My husband Jeremy had a surprise for me, he said, for my birthday. When I saw he had booked us a room at our favorite hotel, I knew a session with Jamal was in order. Jeremy loves to watch Jamal fuck me with his big black cock, but when we walked into that room, there was not only Jamal, and not only his friend Andre (who double-teamed me with Jamal once), but seven erect cocks in total waiting for me, for my first Cuckold Blowbang. Not only that, but my next-door neighbor Brenda was there too for my first lesbian encounter! I didn’t know what to say. Had Jeremy been spying on me? (if so, thank God he hadn’t found out about my encounters with his son Stephen!)

AS AN ARMY OF BIG BLACK COCKS SURROUNDED ME…THE TIME FOR THE CUCKOLD BLOWBANG HAS COME.

Before I could say anything (and I was speechless anyways, unable to process), Brenda, who was head to toe in full lingerie, stockings, and heels, walked over to me, ripped off my dress, and forced me onto my knees. She told Jeremy to undress and sit in the corner, which he did, and then she told me that there’d be no big black cock for my pussy this night, only for my mouth. With that, Jamal grabbed my hair, pulled my hair back and shoved his cock right into my mouth, and face-fucked me. Instantly I was in heaven. Then Andre.

Then black guy number three, and black guy number four…within seconds I was surrounded by seven huge black guys jerking off over my face, my spit as their lube, as I made round after round servicing them until my jaw was sore. Cuckold Blowbangs could be my new favorite pastime, I thought as my clit tingled, and after about ten minutes these bulls were ready to unload.

Brenda held my hair back, dug her fingers into my mouth, and pried it open. One after the other, they shot their hot jizz into my mouth. No matter what, she whispered in my ear, I was not to swallow until they were all done. Five, six, seven loads total, pooling in my mouth, teasing my throat. Jeremy cried in the corner as he came all over himself, then turned away in shame as he always does, my cuck bitch, now my cuckold blowbang bitch. All I could smell, taste, and breath was hot black cum, and knowing they were all about to be a part of me, that I was about to digest them, made me cum harder than I ever had before.

I LOOKED UP INTO BRENDA’S EYES…

“No,” she said as I whined to be released, begging without words to swallow. She could feel my convulsions. I came so hard that I peed a little, my thighs, arms, and whole body shaking. Just as I was about to go limp, and risk spilling it all, she commanded me “now!” and I swallowed. It was still warm going down my throat, into my stomach, and I finally breathed. The aftertaste of all of them danced across my tastebuds: bitter. Salty. Sweet. Metallic. It was a smorgasbord of cum. I hope I have a Cuckold Blowbang every birthday…