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In many ways, Aiko is the perfect wife. Just as you’d expect from a Japanese girl, she’s reserved and submissive around me, her ‘white devil’ husband. Besides that, she’s drop-dead gorgeous, with that ‘Marie Kondo’ smile, that slender little body, and that layered pixie hairstyle every man falls for. With all that going for her, would you believe there was a time when we nearly broke up? Six years ago, she confessed she was having an affair. She also confessed she was two months pregnant with her lover’s black baby. I nearly hit the roof, I was so angry. I slept in a hotel for almost a month, on the brink of divorcing her, before I finally got over it. The whole time, she kept insisting we could work it out. She said I was her one true love, she couldn’t live without me, and so on. Well, she finally won me over. I came home and forgave her.

I was unhappy that Aiko wanted to keep the baby, even if morally it was the right thing to do. But it’s true we had been wanting to start a family. So in a way, the baby was sort of a blessing in disguise. “You could’ve at least got knocked up by a guy who looks like me,” I said. I was most upset when Aiko refused to stop seeing her black lover! But out of consideration for me, she did at least limit her trysts with him to one night per month.

That was all six years ago. Over that time, I’ve grown used to our situation. I love our boy like my own, and I’ve come to appreciate how happy Aiko’s black lover makes her. She always pours love and affection on me whenever she comes back from one of her dates. It’s not such a bad deal really. In exchange for babysitting for an evening, I get a wife who throws herself at me, lavishing me with kisses and rubbing me and telling me over and over how much she loves me. Best of all, she mewls at me in the most adorable voice, saying things like, “Darling, I was bad again, can you forgive me?” “Honey, I might have sort of let Tyrone put his big black cock in me just a little bit…” “Sweetie, would you be mad if I got a little carried away with Tyrone?” Then when my dick would swell up in response, she would grab it with delight and say something like, “Thank you for understanding, Darling!”

In fact, over the years, my whole attitude shifted. Maybe all that love and affection brainwashed me in a way. I gradually started looking forward to Aiko’s date nights. Whenever she would come home from her lover’s apartment she would treat me so kindly and cling so passionately to me and make me feel so good. Consciously or unconsciously, she trained me to actually enjoy the competition.

One day, about a week before her scheduled liaison with her bull, I was rubbing Aiko’s shoulders in bed, kissing her hair as we snuggled. “Isn’t it getting about time for one of your dates with Tyrone?” I said.

“But darling, that’s not for another week!” she said. She grabbed my dick, which was like steel. “Aww, are you impatient for me to see Tyrone?” My only reply was a grunt. “I’ll text him,” she promised, stroking my dick lovingly.

After that, their meetings became more frequent. I was in heaven every time Aiko came home. She would throw herself in my arms with love and kisses. I could tell she really appreciated me allowing her to see so much of her beau. “Did you miss me tonight, darling?” she would say, stroking my chest with one hand, rubbing my dick with the other. “I was sooo bad tonight, honey. He always manages to worm past my defenses, do you think I should stop seeing him?” I would meekly shake my head no, then she would shower me with kisses. “I’ll try harder to be a good girl,” she’d say with a wink, then dive under the covers to suck my aching dick.

Tyrone started occasionally visiting in the daytime to spend some time with his son. At these times, he would flirt relentlessly with Aiko, but she wouldn’t let him do more than the occasional peck on the lips. I think she felt shy in front of me. She could probably sense how jealous I was.

One day Aiko and I were snuggling on the couch. We were watching Tyrone Jr. play with his toys. Aiko’s face lit up when Tyrone’s truck pulled into the driveway. I gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Isn’t it getting about time for you to be a little more hospitable to our guest?” I said. “He’s become such a regular now, you don’t have to be so guarded.”

“Oh, darling,” she said, giving me a fierce loving kiss. “Do you really mean it?”

“Sure,” I said. “I’ll take Junior to the park and you can spend some time with Daddy.”

That night in bed, Aiko attacked me with more passion than I’d ever seen. She really appreciated me letting her spend time with Tyrone Bahçeşehir travesti in our home. “Darling,” she whispered, lips brushing my ear. “When you took Junior to the park today, I might have done something naughty right here on this bed. Are you mad at me?”

From that day on, Tyrone’s visits always ended with me taking Junior to the playground. I loved coming home to my beautiful ravished wife. I kind of liked kissing her and tasting that faint taste of infidelity on her lips. It was exciting to reach down and feel her pussy flooded with fresh sperm. Tyrone always shot copious quantities of DNA in my wife, way more than I could ever produce.

One day I brought Junior back early and parked him in front of the TV. Going upstairs and putting my ear against the bedroom door, I heard bedsprings as two lovebirds went at it. Aiko was mewling lovingly, obviously on cloud nine as Tyrone pounded her. After what seemed like ages, Tyrone grunted and Aiko gasped. “Cum inside me! Give it to me!” As soon as Tyrone left, I rushed into the bedroom and threw myself on Aiko, kissing her frantically. She was still naked, panting for breath, her pussy raw and gushing black babyjuice. She returned my affection with passion, kissing me like a wild animal.

Our love life was stronger than it had ever been. Aiko and I were like newlyweds, head over heels for each other. The only thing that could keep us from making love was when she was away with Tyrone instead. One night, while we were cuddling after a particularly affectionate encounter, I started rubbing Aiko’s shoulders (she always loved that). “Isn’t it getting about time for us to have another baby?” I whispered.

“Oh, darling!” said Aiko, grabbing my dick which was quickly getting hard again. “I’ve been thinking the same thing!”

So she stopped taking her pill. I know I never had much luck knocking her up, but just to make sure there was no mistake, I started wearing condoms. Aiko was always so pleased as she rolled a fresh condom onto my dick. “Oh, honey,” she would say, “your dick looks so beautiful in this rubber. Are you jealous Tyrone is too big to use condoms? Oops!” she would gasp as my penis twitched angrily in her hand. “Darling was it something I said??”

My favorite was when Aiko would come home late at night and crawl into bed with me. “Darling,” she would say, “I might have sort of let Tyrone squirt a little of his stuff in me. Are you mad at me, honey?” All I could do was groan, thinking about millions of black babies swimming toward her egg. It was such delicious torment pushing my condom-covered dick inside my blackbred wife. Straining to feel her lover’s sperm through the rubber, knowing my dick was pushing his seed deeper inside her.

When Aiko found out she was pregnant, she made a show of it, kissing me all over while clinging to me in bed. “Honey, I have news that might make you upset,” she said, grabbing my dick and feeling it throb. “I think Tyrone might have sort of possibly maybe gotten me just a little tiny itty-bitty bit pregnant. Are you mad at me, darling?”

I took that second pregnancy a lot better than the first one. Whereas with the first pregnancy I was a jealous train-wreck, with the second one I was in jealousy heaven. Every day I would kiss Aiko’s tummy, telling her how much I loved her and how much I envied Tyrone breeding her. In return she would provoke me with her usual teasing, saying things like, “Sweetie, will you be upset if the baby doesn’t look like you?”

I never thought it was possible, but somehow our second boy came out even darker than our first one. I made sure Aiko knew how much I loved her and our second black child. Gazing at our beautiful dark-skinned boy sucking Aiko’s breast, I made up my mind right then and there. For the first time, I told my wife that I loved sharing her with her black baby-daddy. I told her I wanted to watch her belly swell up with her lover’s babies over and over again. I told her I’d raise all her babies like they were my own.

I wanted to watch Aiko and Tyrone, but Aiko didn’t like the idea. She said what she had with him was intimate and private. But eventually I got the next best thing. In order to show her appreciation, Aiko gave me a special birthday present. See, Aiko’s brother worked at Sony headquarters, so Aiko was able to get ahold of some state-of-the-art video equipment, stuff you can’t even find in catalogs. Picture my surprise when I, having never recorded a video in my life, unwrapped my present and found all that high-tech recording equipment.

“What’s this for?” I said. “I don’t know Bahçeşehir travestiileri the first thing about video.”

“Happy birthday, darling,” said Aiko. “I’m going to set this up in the bedroom so you can watch videos of me with my lover.”

Can you imagine how impatient I was waiting for Tyrone’s next house-call? I was practically climbing the walls, pestering Aiko to invite him over. I think she was deliberately tormenting me. “Hmmm, I dunno, honey,” she said with a wink. “Maybe we should give his big black cock some time off.”

Finally Tyrone arrived. I took the kids to the playground like always. By this time, I had grown accustomed to the gawks I would get from strangers. Imagine you go the park and you see a white guy like me with two half-black half-asian children. It actually got me a little excited, I’d catch moms at the park whispering as they pointed at me and my brood. It was plain as day I wasn’t the biological father. It was both thrilling and humiliating at the same time.

I rushed home as soon as Aiko texted me. “Honey are you having fun at the park?” her text read. “I have a nice video for you when you get home” *wink*. I was so excited to finally watch Aiko with her big black bull lover, even if it wasn’t live and in-person.

Aiko had that loving glow all around her. Tyrone must have treated her good. She kissed me and took over watching the kids, gesturing for me to go in my study. Inside, I found she had set up the video on my big-screen. All I had to do was hit ‘play’. You won’t believe what I saw next.

In the video, Aiko wasn’t the mundane housewife I knew. She was all dressed up in a Japanese schoolgirl outfit. I was stunned, I never knew Aiko did cosplay. You’d never believe the girl in that video was a married stay-at-home mom with two kids. She looked about fifteen years younger. She looked so cute and innocent in that sailor-girl uniform! To make matters worse, she also put on a pair of glasses, purely decorative I guess since Aiko’s eyesight was perfect. With those spectacles, she looked so studious and nerdy. You’d expect to find her doing homework, not bouncing up and down on a nasty black phallus. You’d expect to see her in the library, studying for entrance exams. Instead, there she was in our bedroom, fondled and molested by the kind of man you wouldn’t let within a mile of your daughter!

I know it’s wrong to think that way about your own wife, but there was simply no way I could watch that video without jerking off. As part of Aiko’s constant merciless teasing, she had developed a sick little ‘rule’. Whereas Aiko’s lover always went bareback, I always had to use a rubber, no exceptions. This ‘rule’ had evolved to the point where I had to use a condom even if I was all by myself jerking off. So there I am, all alone in my study, watching my wife on screen with her paramour. In the movie Aiko is rubbing his naked shaft, the quality’s so high you can see the nasty black precum. And there I am, wrapping my dick up. Aiko’s lover never touched a condom in his life and there I am, putting one on just to watch their video.

Aiko jumped in bed with Tyrone and they started kissing. Aiko might have looked like a schoolgirl, but Tyrone looked like a thug. It was so lewd and obscene how the two of them made out. Now I know why all those parents in Okinawa are so upset by those American army bases. Now I understand why there’s so many single-mothers and mixed-race kids all over Okinawa. The combination of Aiko’s innocent-looking schoolgirl outfit and Tyrone’s dark black skin was scandalous. If you didn’t know where babies come from, you’d think a girl could get pregnant just by kissing a guy like him.

I was expecting Tyrone to strip Aiko down, but all he did was pull off her panties. She was wearing those knee-high schoolgirl socks, it was so erotic when her bull pulled her panties off over those. Then Aiko got on all fours, she was facing the camera so she could look me in the eyes as I watched her. From her face she looked so chaste, and yet there she was, wiggling her sexy Japanese ass at her big black lover, enticing him. Tyrone’s face was out of the frame, all you could see was his chiseled chest and abs behind Aiko as he mounted her. Aiko got this lewd look on her face that I thought was only possible in hentai. From her gasp I knew he had entered her.

Tyrone began pounding Aiko and the bed started shaking. With me and Aiko, sex was always either missionary or, more often, her on top. We had never done doggy-style and I didn’t even know Japanese girls could do that. I always thought that travesti Bahçeşehir was something only slutty white girls do. But there was my wife, right there on camera, getting treated just like a bitch in heat. I don’t know how those glasses didn’t fall off her face, she was shaking like a leaf as Tyrone fucked her senseless. Aiko shifted her weight to one hand so she could pull her blouse open. Her titties were already jiggling as they spilled out. When I married Aiko those titties were modest. But carrying and feeding two black babies really leveled them up. They looked out of place on her tight petite Asian body.

Aiko was thrusting back against her lover, and her exposed tits shook so lewdly. I thought: there ought to be a law against titties as obscene as that. They were jiggling around so erotically, I had no choice but to rub my dick furiously. I thought: No wonder Japanese porn’s always censored, if all their girls are that photogenic, there’d be lots of poor salarymen dying of heart attack.

Just when you’d think the video couldn’t get any sexier, that’s when Aiko started running her mouth. “Fuck me harder, daddy,” she said with that exotic foreign accent. “I’m your little slant-eyed fucktoy. Pound me, daddy, I wanna feel your nasty stuff in me.”

“You like that, you little slut?” said Tyrone. He grabbed her by the hips and pounded her harder. The bed was shaking so hard, even the pictures on the wall behind it were shaking. “You want another black baby, you filthy little rice-bunny?”

“Oh yes pleeease daddy” said Aiko, with that whimper only Asian girls make. Her body started trembling and she began mewling, she was cumming all over his thick black babymaker. Whenever Aiko cums her little pussy squeezes tightly, I can only imagine how heavenly it must feel for Tyrone with his much-bigger, much-thicker superior black cock.

Tyrone started groaning, he was on the verge of inseminating Aiko and I guess that got her excited. She started thrashing around, cumming even harder. All that thrusting had pushed her schoolgirl skirt up so her cute heart-shaped ass was visible against her lover’s dark skin. Tyrone started smacking that cute little ass. Aiko yelped in pleasure as her daddy spanked her. Picture your wife with a big black lover’s handprint clearly visible. Tyrone grabbed Aiko’s hips and held her captive so she couldn’t get away. She pushed her face into the pillow, as if trying to escape from her breeding. Tyrone just roared for what seemed like eternity, holding her hips so tightly his grasp was hurting her. The man must have pumped a quart of black sperm into my delicate little wife.

When the lovebirds were done with their babymaking sex and with the subsequent kissing, Tyrone took over as cameraman. Aiko sat up. She gave me this heart-melting smile as the camera slowly zoomed in. “Darling look at your birthday present,” she said, spreading her shapely legs, so fucking obscene in that little sailor skirt she was still wearing. Her tiny Japanese pussy was all red and distended, it ought to be illegal for a girl to have a pussy like that in such an innocent schoolgirl outfit.

At first, Tyrone’s sperm was just a pearl in Aiko’s oyster. But then it started oozing out of her. It was so thick and strong, not like my milky whiteboy seed. It was the kind of sperm where all you can think about is those billions of swimmers assaulting a vulnerable unprotected egg. That’s what pushed me over the edge, the thought that that thick nasty black DNA was probably getting my wife pregnant, she might already be carrying her third black baby even as I watched. I filled up my condom, my hand was protected.

Aiko chose that exact moment to burst into my study. She sat on my lap and gave me butterfly kisses. “Do you like your birthday present?” she said, her body warm against mine. She was wearing her usual housewife clothes now, except she still wore those knee-high schoolgirl socks. Instead of answering verbally, I kissed her mouth passionately. Maybe it was my imagination, but I’d swear I could taste her black lover when I kissed her.

My wife Aiko and I enjoy a loving marriage, but there was a time when we nearly got divorced. Six years ago, she confessed to having an affair. At the same time, she also confessed she was pregnant with a black baby. I slept in a hotel room for almost a month, I almost abandoned the unfaithful slut. The whole time, she kept insisting we could work it out. Well, she finally won me over, and now I’m glad she did. These days I love Aiko more than ever, and I always look forward to the videos she gives me. The past few months, her films have been a record of her latest black pregnancy. I watch them one after the other, in each one her belly is slightly more visible. I know it’s wrong but it turns me on so much knowing she’s carrying a better man’s lovechild. I can hardly wait for the baby to arrive so I can encourage her to work on the next one.

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