Who Do Wife Pussy Voodoo part 1
Written by Dr. Bone / Mar 17, 2005
Who Do Wife Pussy Voodoo Part One
By Dr. Bone who says: Ya gotta be an adult to read the story below.
I never believed in that supernatural mumbo jumbo, but now every time I look at my wife Clara I have to believe. It started last year. when Clara asked me if we could pick up her friend Joanne who had just come back from overseas with her new husband Jamma, from the airport. Clara warned me that he was bit unusual but I said it would be no problem after all I had dealt with my in-laws all these years. My wife gave me a playful smack.
I really wasn't ready for what I saw, Clara was a home maker sort like you see in those old sit-coms. Joanne was one of those girls who just missed the sixties, hence her going overseas to help some poor village. But that did nothing to prepare me for Jamma. He was black, well over six foot tall, closer to seven I'd say and was bald with tattoos all over his face, and as I'd later learn all over his body. He just stood there then laughed as he saw my shock as he lifted all their luggage (a job that would take two sky caps) an d carried it to the car.
Over diner, despite myself I came to like the guy, he had an odd sense of humor that was catchy. Since Joanne had arrived a day early the painters were still painting her house, so we had them stay in the guest bedroom. I was tired and soon fast asleep.
When you've been married a long time you can sense when your partner is out of the bed even for a moment. Well, I noticed Clara was gone, but I thought she had just went to pee. I went back to sleep but when she did not come back in an hour I decided to get up and see if she was okay. As I passed the guest room I noticed the door was open and an odd noise was coming from within it. I cracked the door and what I saw made my blood turn into ice in my veins. There was Clara, in her nightgown on her knees before Jamma sucking his giant cock, the thing was as thick as my wrist, as dark as night, and a foot and a half if it was an inch. Clara was sucking on it rhythmically, then I noticed Joanne was between her legs licking my wife?s pussy. Neither woman seemed to notice my presence. I felt like I could not move, then I realized I could not. The door blew open? Or did it? and Jamma laughed.
"In my country like yours, what is that saying? What is mine is yours. I thank you, now please watch. Sit down." Against my own will I walked towards the chair and sat in it. I could feel but I could not control my movements.
"My manna must be recharged now oh great host." I watched as Clara got up, Joanne helped her off with her nightgown so that all she had on was her pearls. I wanted to cry out but I could not I could only watch as Joanne held his massive pole straight up and my wife started to squat on it. "Ughhh!! Ohhh!!" she said as she lowered herself onto his cock. To my shock it actually slid in. She began to bounce up and down on it putting her arms in back of her for balance. Her nipples looked like they were going to explode.
Her impaling of herself went on for a mind numbing half hour. The he took her dog-style and I could see how wide her pussy had been stretched. "Oh yes good tight Yankee pussy, oh yes. Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" he made some sort of symbol with his hand and Joanne went over to me, emotionlessly she pulled out my cock and began to suck on it like a machine. She took out a small via and rubbed its contents all over my shaft, all of a sudden it felt harder than ever and seemed to have grown bigger than before, a hard lust came over me.
I grabbed my wife's best friend and spun her around, I made her bend way over and as she grabbed the night stand I shoved it into her and started to pound her with no mercy. It was like the energy level in the room was building. I knew this was all wrong but it felt so good.
My wife was now back on her knees sucking Jamma's cock, each time taking it deeper and deeper down her throat. to the point that I could not believe it. She rubbed her pussy furiously as she did so. Jamma started to cum in her mouth he pulled it out and continued to shoot his all over her tits and stomach. Then I came deep in Joanne's cunt slapping her ass hard as I did so. I never came so much in my life or so hard.
Jamma collapsed in a heap, I thought he died, but then he awoke and he poured a potion in my wife's and Joanne's mouth. He told me he and Joanne would be gone in the morning but he would leave a gift for us both. He then took out of his leather pouch a powder and blew it in my face. It tasted like ginger.
The next morning I woke up and wondered if it had been some sort of dream. I went to the toilet and then noticed my cock was four inches longer and much thicker. What had happened?
I went back to the bedroom to ask my wife and then I noticed that her tits looked bigger. To this day she denies that her boobs went from a 35C to a 40DD. I have shown her the credit card receipts from having to buy her new bras and outfits but she ignores them. Even all her relatives and friends swear she has always had those big tits of hers.
Maybe I don't believe in all that mumbo jumbo but I do know I enjoying cumming between my wife's new extra size tits.
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