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More Than A Dream[ WARNING! If the subject of interracial sexual relations is not your thing, then look elsewhere. Because this story is definitely based entirely on the theme of interracial sexual relations, and only that! For those who like this theme, read and enjoy---and leave a nice comment, too! Thanks! ]When Daniel woke up, the dream he'd had was still sharp and vivid in his mind. What was more, he was sporting an erection, as well. As he turned over, and became more fully awake, he knew that the dream that had woke him up, was not entirely 'just' a dream, but was loaded with real memories of the very, very real experience of his wife, Jane, having fucked Darnell, the younger black man that the two of them had met on-line, and who had been fucking Jane on a regular basis ever since!Automatically, Daniel reached for his swollen member, and through the tight fabric of his undershorts, he let his finger tips stroke over the unmistakable bulge; and as his finger tips found the ridges of his cock head, he let them trace slow circles over, and over, and over; causing his cock to stiffen even more.After a few moments of this, he threw the bed covers off, and then propped himself up on the extra pillows against the headboard, and slid out of his undershorts. Though he did not have nearly the big cock like Darnell possessed (and which was part of why Jane had wanted to seek out other guys who had considerably bigger cocks), Daniel made the best of what he did have---even if it was typically alone, as it was in the hotel room. In fact, after Jane had begun fucking Darnell, she showed little interest, let alone enthusiasm, for fucking Daniel; and though Daniel understood this, it was still sometimes difficult to accept that he was kocaeli escort (https://pomada.org/) very unlikely to ever fuck his wife again!So, masturbation, as well as lots of on-line porn, had become his primary 'go-to', when he needed some sort of sexual indulgence and release. But he knew this was not such an unusual thing. There were many, many other men in his situation (single, as well as married) who were essentially cuckolded by their wive's (or girlfriends). In fact, he had found, and joined, and on-line support group dedicated to such men in such circumstances! He'd found it comforting to chat with other men who's wives were fucking other men instead of them! Just to know that there really were many others like him had been incredibly helpful.Setting back against the pillows, alone, with only the white noise of the air-conditioning system droning away, Daniel continued to stroke his cock. Masturbation was every guys true first love, but as a cuckold, that love affair took on a new, and considerably deeper reality. In fact, he sometimes felt strangely...What? Content? Satisfied? It was difficult to find the right word; but 'content', and even 'satisfied' were two words that came astonishingly close to capturing the way he'd come to feel about his status as a cuckolded husband.Indeed, if asked if he ever want to fuck some other woman, instead of Jane, he would not have hesitated to say "No!" And that was what made his situation as a cuckold so curious. I mean, he could have done that---found another woman willing to fuck him; and Jane might not have even objected to it; and yet, when he had had such an opportunity (or had come close to on two occasions), he'd deftly declined, demurred, politely said, in essence: 'Thank you! But, no thanks.'So, kocaeli escort bayan (https://pomada.org/) as ironic as it might have sounded to some, and stupid to others, Daniel found himself all the more 'faithful' and dedicated, as a husband, to his wife---the MORE she fucked other men! Indeed, even as he sat back against the pillows stroking his cock thinking about all that, the MORE sexually excited, and turned-on he became---the very opposite of what probably many other husbands would have reacted like; and Daniel was distinctly proud of himself for that!Setting there in the quite air-conditioned hotel room, he could feel his sexual energy growing stronger, and the more he pictured in his minds-eye, the sights, sounds, as well as the aromas of Darnell's huge black cock sliding deep inside of Jane's pussy, and hearing their lustful vocalizations, the stiffer his own smaller cock became."Oh---yes," he said quietly. "Mmmm---fuck her", he said, directing his comment to Darnell. "Fuck her really GOOD!"To have said that to Darnell, in that particular situation, would have been redundant, because Darnell always fucked Jane with that big black cock of his with the maximum amount of sexual lust and energy; but still, Daniel liked saying such things out loud. He loved hearing his own voice saying those words, openly, and with undeniable sincerity, too!He liked seeing his wife enjoying herself like it was obvious she was when she was with Darnell. It did something inside of him; and at first, yes, seeing her with Darnell had hurt him, initially, it disappeared surprisingly fast after only a few such occasions! Now days, rather than feeling hurt over it, he had an erection, instead.Picturing in his mind the sight of Darnell's massive black cock pounding izmit escort (https://pomada.org/) vigorously in Jane's pussy, sent further thrills through him, and he knew that if he kept thinking of this, that he'd very soon erupt with a powerful orgasm.An orgasm was exactly what Daniel wanted, too. It would be the only thing that would restore to him some degree of emotional calm, and physical release. So he settled back into the pillows and proceeded to stroke his throbbing cock till he eventually ejaculated!"Uuuhh, fuckYESSS!" He said, as the first spurt of sperm shot upwards into the air. There was another after that, and then another, and several more after that; and as that tapered off, the familiar feeling of release began to well up within him.He'd closed his eyes for a second, and then opening them, he could see his sperm all over his hand, and over his stomach.He let out his breath noisily, and as he did, he felt a (slight) twinge of what might be called 'wistfulness.' Wistfulness perhaps, but he couldn't call it 'regret.' It was much more like he was 'resolved', that he 'accepted' his role as both a husband for Jane, but a cuckold, as well. Was it the end of the world to be a cuckold? It might, depending on how a person looked at it, but he still had nearly everything he'd had with Jane before taking the direction they had (except for sex). For some men, that would have been the deal breaker, but rather than loose his entire relationship with Jane, he'd made an accommodation, made certain allowances (to let her fuck other me if and when she want to)...and all the rest of their life together, perhaps 98%, remained!Keeping that 98% had been more important to him than to fight the smaller portion that wasn't strictly 'his' any longer (nor had it ever really been 'his' to begin with). He didn't 'own' Jane. She was no one's property. So he appreciated her all the more for that.He got up and took a shower, dressed, and prepared for the rest of his busy day.The End