Honey, How Much Do You Love Me?

Honey, How much do you love me?

By Buster2U

This is an original story by Buster2U for publication on The Literotica Website only.

Anyone engaging in sex in this story is at least 18 years old. And in my Typical Fashion, it most certainly will be OTT. I hope you enjoy this story enough to forget your life's troubles for a few minutes, which is pretty much my only goal here.

You should leave now if you might get upset reading about wife sharing, with frequent miss spellings, poor punctuation, poor grammar, cussing, frequent use of 'purr' or 'coo' to signify a woman speaking, or a beautiful low mileage fertile white wife being black bred and pounded into the mattress by a virile black man.

Please Enjoy

Buster2U

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My name is Kevin Masters and my fiancée is Traci. We are both 25 and are going to get married in a couple more months. Traci works as a Nurse at General Hospital and I am working in Construction.

Life is good, we are happy in every way. We can't wait to be married, start having children and building our family. In fact Traci has already stopped taking her Birth Control pills, we've just been using rubbers meanwhile.

My parents have gifted me this home after I graduated College. Then they moved to Florida to retire.

I get home from work Friday afternoon, Traci is already home, hopefully cooking dinner. I walk in from the garage and Traci isn't in the kitchen at all. I hear the shower running in the master bath and grab an Ice cold bottle of Bud Light out of the frig on my way to find my future wife.

I get to the master bedroom and find her little black dress laid out on our bed. Sexy bikini panties laid out as well. No bra that I can see. Strappy high heels by the makeup table. Hmmmm I didn't know we were going out tonight.

I hear the shower turn off and Traci comes out of the bathroom wrapped in several towels.

"Oh, Kevin, you're home early. I expected to be gone before you got home. Here. let me move my dress out of the way. Lay down on the bed Honey for a minute. We need to talk, please." Traci almost whispers.

"OK." I answer with trepidation.

"Pull your pants down Honey, so I can get to your cock, Ok?" Traci smiles gently.

"Ok, how is this?" I respond with my pants down to me knees.

"Thank you Sweetheart. Now we need to talk about our future for a moment. OK?" Traci purrs.

"Sure Honey. Go ahead." I answer.

"Kevin, do you love me." Traci coos and she takes my cock in one hand and holds my balls with her other hand so wonderfully.

"Yes, you know that I do." I proudly respond.

"Really? How much would that be, exactly?" Traci inquires.

"Traci, You know I love you with all my heart. That is why we've been together since high school and we're going to be married in a couple months. We will be together forever, and live happily ever after. Are you doubting my love, suddenly?" I ask.

"Of course Not, Sweetheart. But I just want to make sure before our vows that you really really love me. You know, just make sure that we are on the same page." Traci coos.

"So are you going out tonight, without me?" I ask.

"Let me ask you some question first, then I will explain. OK?" Traci whispers, still stroking my cock and holding my balls so wonderfully.

"Sure, Sweetheart." I answer.

"Honey, if after we are married and I were to get breast cancer and I lose both of my DD breasts and the Chemo takes my long blonde hair. Would you still love me, and stay faithful? Not take up with any other women?" Traci asks so sweetly.

"I promise you, Sweetheart. I would stay with you, love you, take care of you, be faithful to you in every way. I swear." I promised.

"That is so good to hear, I would stay true to you as well, if you got sick." Traci affirmed. "What if after we get married, that my hormones change and I get so super horny that I need to take a lover. Would you let me have that, if I really needed that? Do you love me enough for that? Do you love me more than you love yourself?" Traci purrs lovingly.

"Ha! That is a good question, and a very tough one. I can't see willingly sharing you with any other man. I would hate that. Another man giving you orgasms, touching your perfect breasts or putting his bare cock up inside you would be horrific to me. I would always do my best to please you sexually, so that you would never have to do that." I explained carefully.

"Kevin, do you love me enough to not throw me away if I went out and got knocked up by a black man. I know it would be humiliating for you. But do you love me enough to keep me and to help me raise our black child together?" Traci whispered.

"That is another tough one Traci. That would hurt me so much, it would break my heart. How could you ever do something like that to me, Sweetheart? But I suppose that I would always forgive you. What ever mistake you make during our marriage. The important thing would be that we'd always be together, and you always come home to me afterwards." I sadly said.

"But Sweetheart, do you love me enough to let me go out and find my own satisfaction if you aren't able to completely satisfy me anymore? Do you love me more than you love yourself?" Traci coos as she bends down to take my cock head into her sweet warm mouth.

"That is a tough question, Honey. I guess, I'd have to agree to let you have a lover if I wasn't able to satisfy you enough anymore. I would have to allow that I suppose." I cringed as I said that trying to be brave.

"Oh, thank you Sweetheart! I was hoping that you would agree to me having a lover on the side. Would you also let me go out, with my girl friends and let me pick up strange men and spend the night with another man, while you are waiting at home for me. I promise no matter how good that they fuck me, I would always come home to you afterward." Traci asks me so sweetly.

"No I wouldn't want that, now or later after we are married. Why? Is that what you want, Traci? Do you want to go out and pick up strange men to fuck?" I ask, as I start to panic.

"I can understand that Kevin, my love. But what if I really needed to do that? or I was really curious about black cock? Would you let me, try it without throwing me away? or getting all upset? Do you love me enough to give me everything I want and need in our life together?" Traci asks so lovingly and sweetly.

"Traci, you are opening up a can of worms here. Besides getting your pussy ruined for me, picking up strangers is also very dangerous. I'd be much more comfortable if we went to the Hyatt and got a room and we went to the bar and you picked yourself up a Black Lover for the night, who would come to our room and he fucked you while I watched. Than to just let you take off looking for sex by yourself." I pleaded.

"Thank You, Sweetheart. Hurry up and hop in the shower so we can get going. Time is a wasting." Traci smiled. "We can get something to eat at the restaurant at the Hyatt, and still have plenty of time to get to their lounge for the dancing. I am sure that they have plenty of Black men to choose from tonight. I want to find out if you like sloppy seconds." Traci smiled.

The End