Content ... And Yet

Douglas's cock was at peak stiffness, and peak neglect. He was watching Reena, a woman he truly loved, underneath the stiff cock of Antoine, pounding away at her mercilessly. Her hairy sex gleamed in the candlelight. It was a point of pride of Douglas. He conditioned it and combed it daily, a forest of sweet-smelling dark curls. One of her gold toe rings had a bell on it, and it jingled under each thrust of her chosen Bull.

And yet.

He was bareback, this time, only because she'd discovered that she was pregnant. It was a happy moment for Douglas, but an ecstatic one for Reena. He was an old hat at it by now, and he figured her helping so much with little Douglas would temper some of her joy. But she was like a woman anew now, and he couldn't help but share in the enthusiasm.

And yet.

The simple inevitability was the happier he was, the more he wanted to tear it down. Antoine was only bareback because she was pregnant. Until that time, it was only a safe and condom-clad Antoine that entered Reena's pussy. The only barebacking was Douglas. What was cuckolding without risk? Where was the competition? Life without risk was stale. Life without risk was no life at all.

In the moment, he held her hand, the couple looking lovingly at each other as a particularly eager thrust of Antoine's huge Black cock caused Reena to twitch and spasm and cum. And Douglas kissed her as Antoine came, eating the cum out of her pussy, and then bathing her by hand, restoring her to her pristine beauty while Antoine snoozed in the bed. This should be the realization of his long held dream.

And yet.