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Post Coitus: A Cuckold Husbands Reaction (Part One[ Very much inspired by my friends A & T; and dedicated to all other cuck-hubbies who have had similar such experiences and reactions after words! ]This was by no means the first time my wife and I had gone to Africa in search of both incredible sex for Mara (my wife), but with the deliberate intention of her becoming pregnant while there (and to increase that particular chance, we had timed our arrival in Morocco, to the coastal city of Agadir, to as close to Mara’s most fertile time of the month).Our last, and very successful similar occasion, had taken place in Nairobi, Kenya, with Omar, a somewhat older Zambian man than either Mara or I; and now, she and I were both extremely eager for her to bring back home another mixed-race off-spring.On this occasion, Mara had wanted to participate with more than just one man (as things had turned out in Kenya); and I was able to locate an amazing number of very eager, and very willing, sperm ‘donors.’ In fact, the number of possible donors had rapidly risen from several local men in the area of Agadir, to over a dozen. Mara was pleased by such an enthusiastic response, but a dozen or more donors were, from a practical stand-point, too many. It was, as the saying goes an ’embarrassment of riches!’ So, as the months came and went before we flew down there, she and I together narrowed the list down to the four top choices. It had been more than a little bit exciting to pour over that long list of hopeful donors in search of the ones that Mara (and I, as well) thought of as the most desirable candidates.Agadir—Agadir was the best choice for what Mara and I were seeking. It was an interesting place, and with a wide variety of people, and not just from Europe as tourists, but from other parts of Africa, as well. When I’d begun looking for possible sperm donors, as I had when Mara and I were planning to go to Kenya the year before, we were not merely interested in any other man’s sperm with which edirne escort Mara could become pregnant by. In fact, the first to respond to our search were white (mostly expat European men in their 60’s). What Mara and I were really interested in was the sperm from an African male, such as had been the case with Omar! Happily, there were a lot of African men from all over Africa that lived and worked in Agadir; and it was to among that particular ethnic group that Mara and I eventually settled on the four we did.Planning our vacation to Agadir was exciting, and as the time drew ever closer to when we would fly there, we became even more excited.This vacation, in contrast to the one to Nairobi, would be more complicated by the fact that we would be traveling, not as a couple, but as a family. The offspring of Omar and Mara would naturally be accompanying us. So it was relatively clear that I would not be as free to be a witness to Mara and the four African men we were (hoping) to meet there; but that was fine. Besides, even as she and I began to decide on where next to visit (and where, and with whom she was to breed with), I assured her that she would far more freedom, and privacy, to enjoy herself—while I took care of the baby. Indeed, and though it may seem strange to some, our relationship as husband and wife was not of the typical sort. For one thing, sex wasn’t really a big part of our life together as a couple. We were certainly affectionate with each other, but rarely had she and I had intercourse—and I was perfectly fine with this. In fact, my preferred method of sexual release (then, and now) was porn (interracial) and masturbation.Typically, after Mara had gone to bed, I’d stay up later watching porn, as well as masturbating until I ejaculated sometime near the end. For me (and I’m sure few will understand this), that was (and is) enough. So, there was never any problems between Mara and I because we didn’t much, if any sex together. Besides, ‘sex’ is as much between escort edirne the ears (in the mind) as it is, sometimes, between the legs!Also, often late at night when I was on-line, I’d be chatting with some of the men we were hoping we would meet in Agadir. After choosing the four we did, they began asking all sorts of questions—about Mara, mainly, which was perfectly natural and understandable; but sometimes about me as well. I shared various photographs of Mara as she had been with Omar, in order to give these other men an idea of what they, themselves, would be getting to enjoy. Each and every one of them were ecstatic! In one way, or another, they each expressed a growing eagerness to fuck Mara! At first they seemed unsure if they should make it too obvious that they really wanted to fuck her; but I encouraged them to express such thoughts freely. And they did!Sometimes I would be up well into the very early morning hours chatting with these different African men about Mara. I often sat there in front of my lap top tapping away at the keyboard in response to something one of them had sent, and I’d have a hard on; and most of the time, between typing a reply, I’d set back in my chair and stroke my cock. Omar had possessed a truly huge, and beautifully dark black cock, and each of these other four African men had the same. Envy isn’t quite the right word for my own feelings about these massive specimens—or, well, perhaps there was an element of ‘envy’ to it, but it was not at all a negative envy (if that makes sense).These late night/early morning chat-sessions went on for months; and after each and every time, after we’d signed off, I’d quietly (so as not to wake Mara) head to the bath room. Once there, I’d stroke my (considerably smaller!), pale white cock, and as I did, I’d think about those other men who’d be working eagerly to get Mara pregnant once again; and such thoughts provoked within me, as they always did, such a strong and powerful erotic reaction; and edirne escort bayan as I silently stroked my cock, enjoying the growing pleasure so much, I kept thinking back to seeing Omar’s massive African cock pumping my wife’s vagina full-to-overflowing with his potent seed…and that was always more than enough to provoke my own orgasm!As I began ejaculating my sperm I always made sure to shoot it down into the toilet. For me, there was something nearly impossible to put into a few words of the deep, almost overpoweringly strong pleasure, in seeing MY sperm spurting, repeatedly, as it landed in long, ropy squiggles and globs onto the surface of the water ( and as it did, I could hardly refrain from moaning out loud with the pleasure of the release!)…and there was that incredibly intense pleasure, at the thought that not a single drop of my sperm would ever make it inside Mara’s pussy—but that other men’s would; as it had with Omar’s!As my orgasms intensity faded, I stood up. I could still see my sperm as it remained partly suspended on top of the water in the toilet bowl. It looked so pale, so meager, and somewhat pathetic; and I remembered the huge loads of sperm that Omar had provided; over, and over, and over again to Mara. No wonder, I thought to myself as I flushed the toilet, that Omar got Mara pregnant! She’d of course been at her most fertile, but had Omar not provided the other necessary ingredient (his sperm), there would never have been a pregnancy .I rinsed off in the sink next to the toilet, and then undressed and quietly, so as not to wake Mara, or the baby, I climbed into bed next to her, and now that I’d jacked off, I felt calm and relaxed. But, during the night I woke having had a dream about our time in Kenya, and in the dream I remembered how wet the sheets always were after Mara and Omar had fucked. The custodial staff at the hotel had to have known what was going on in our room (though no one said anything about it. Still, the load of laundry was probably a lot more than was typically the case! Laying there in the dark, I could almost still smell the unmistakable rich scent of sex; of Mara’s womanly juices, as well as that of Omar, too. With that thought, I fell back asleep once again.The End

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