a story driven partly by excitement, revenge , & guilt . combined with a normal marriage we had dabbled with the very occasional excitement of having a threesome . things seem normal for the last few months, when in a night of fantasy sex my husband asked why don’t go interracial . not having given it much thought before i began glancing the odd porn sight my interest increased . so we started looking at personals, there were a few yet being discrete we looked out of town . after some long discussion we chose a man by the name of Carl . in our first meeting over a coffee he seamed quiet nice , effortless talker ,easy listener , & effortless on the eye . so after some more exchange of text we agreed to to hookup & booking a motel, we ready for dinner nervously reassuring our selves . back at the motel the evening went great. i sat on Carl’s lap talking, we were laughing as my husband poured the drinks , he sat down opposite us a smirk ran across his face . Carl’s hand moved across my breasts unbuttoning my shirt there only small my husband yelled i poked my tongue out at him. Carl turn my head towards him kissing long sucking my tongue into his mouth only breaking long enough to say there fine . his hand moved down my leg pushing them apart his fingers tracing the shape of my mound ,i groaned mmmm he said . i said lets go on the bed, he whisper no babe not yet, his fingers in my panties now circling my hardening clit lets donate your husband some thing to look at . looking at my husband sitting, glaring at us i turn yeh lets i said he kissed me again his fingers now thrusting into me . a slight slushy sound mixed, with my thrusting on his fingers come for Carl he said that spurred me on my thrusts turn to bucking yeh do i ,said fuck me i could feel his cock hardening in his pants his fingers now push me over the edge my legs snapped around his hand i gasped & swore & came . pulling his fingers out suck them he said as he pushed them towards me . i licked the length of his chunky fingers , more drinks my husband said there was no reply i suppose your both busy ah as stood to refill his drink Carl pushed me forward gripping my panties he tore them off stuffing them into his pocket a keep sake babe he unzipped fondling he brought his cock into the open, now it was not one of those long 12 inch ones yet god it was thick how am i going to obtain that in my mouth i said plenty of time for that he said. he took a condom out of his pocket ripping the corner he took it out throwing the packet away & rolling it on pulling me backwards the of his cock head slipped up & down my slit positioning, then it eased in slow i sais i groaned . she loves cock, my husband sneered, yet at that particular he did not even exist . with Carl’s hands each side of me coaxing me on to it i looked down my pussy stretching further onto it i lunged down i let out a loud groan i was bent back Carl’s mouth near my ear take it baby your pussy full of my black cock , yes i said as i bore down his finger pinched my clit next there was liquid running over my thigh & his i came his cock twitched & he grunted & came . both panting my knees were killing me i eased off grabbing that drink off the table i gulped it down pushing the empty glass in my husbands direction . i turn to to see Carl’s condom encased cock lying against his thigh . i walked over he glanced at me his cock now in his hand he rolled the condom off i bent down started to suck it, or should i say try to he laugh you will obtain the hang of it he said. he did again before he left. we have done it twice more since then . i have you might say, received use to my dose of cock . yet two weeks ago i took time off work to have him ,one complete afternoon my husband dose not know. we were going at it we alter position he pulled the condom off looked at me & enter me i did him bareback when he came he flooded my insides . having not done that before with anyone other than my husband i have the guilt trip happening . yet i wanted it more, his cock open more than my pussy, my mind has open to the pleasure of black cock . i have just finished another meeting with him he wants to own my pussy now i just open my legs for him when he wants me tay
“So, how was lunch with your friend?” the man’s wife asked him.
“Let’s sit down,” the clearly shaken man says. “My head’s still spinning after what I’ve learned.”
The wife readily agrees. “Sure, honey.”
The man’s wife takes his hand & leads him to the couch. They sit down, & he takes a deep, fortifying breath. He looks at his wife.
“I’m not even sure where to start,” he says. “I guess I could start with the least shocking & go from there. He’s quitting our bowling league, & he won’t be golfing with us on Saturdays anymore.”
“Oh, no! He & his wife are getting divorced, aren’t they?” she asked, well aware of their martial issues.
“Actually,” the man responds. “It’s the complete opposite. He’s madly in love with her, probably more than he’s ever been. He said that he’s been ‘pussy whipped’ & he absolutely loves it. And, he says, he owes it all to this sex therapist that his wife’s friend recommended.”
Taking his wife’s hand, the man continued: “What they discovered was that everything in their marriage was working except for the sex. The only time they thought to have sex was when they realized it has been a while. And even then, it was sort of forced. I can’t believe he actually divulged all this, yet at least we were somewhere private. Anyway, the pressure to perform was killing him — he couldn’t obtain it up! His wife tried to help, yet 90% of the time, he’d ejaculate before he even received hard. I know, I know. Like I said, I can’t believe he’s told me this either. But the whole time he was telling his story, it was like he wasn’t even embarrassed!”
The man’s wife listened intently, curious approximately the other couple’s situation because, truth be told, she & her husband were moreover in an enormous rut when it came to their sex lives. Her husband was quite gentle & very loving, which she liked, because he completely lacked the ability to throw her down & fuck her like she sometimes wanted. Not to mention, the man was moreover very small & premature ejaculation was always a problem. Gently, she urged him to continue the story.
“It was through their sessions with the therapist that they found out that not only was my friend submissive to his wife, yet that she had a strong desire to dominate him. The therapist convinced them to admit to their favorite fantasies. He told her that he wanted her to have sex with another man while he watched. She said that she wanted to cheat on her husband with a black man who has a huge penis. He said that when he heard his wife say that, he instantly received erect.”
As it was, this man’s wife was moreover getting turned on by this information. She wondered if her husband was, too.
The man continued on: “The therapist made the suggestion that they go on a vacation to a special resort she knew of, one that caters to white couples who have an interest in interracial cuckolding in Jamaica.”
The wife looked confused. “Wait, what did you say? Interracial what?”
“Interracial cuckolding,” the husband repeated. “I hadn’t heard of it before either. When a man’s wife is unfaithful & openly cheats, & he’s aware of it because they are in a fetish lifestyle where it’s acceptable, he’s called a cuckold. And this place in Jamaica, it’s a prime destination for those in the cuckolding lifestyle.”
“So, wait — the two of them went to this island resort, she cheated on him when his knowledge, & now he loves her more than he ever has?” the wife asked. As interested as she was in the story, she had to confess: “I don’t think that sounds very realistic.”
The husband agreed. “But that’s what he said. He said that giving himself to her & submitting to her while she cheated on him — while he was there — with dozens of well-endowed black guys made her seem like a goddess or queen of some sort. He even gave her a name: his BBC Goddess.”
The wife’s eyes narrowed. “BBC?”
“Big, Black Cock,” the man explained. “As opposed to his, which she calls a tiny, white penis.”
The two of them laughed, yet his was strained & uneasy. Measuring a measly four inches erect & barely two around, the husband had always been ashamed approximately the size of his own penis. So embarrassed, he didn’t even date in high school or college because he didn’t want to hear what girls would say approximately him.
“Keep going,” the wife said when the laughter died down. “I want to know more.” The woman couldn’t deny the moisture gathering between her legs. She’d always had a secret crush on black guys in general, yet she never acted on her desires because of her upbringing — rich white girls like her just didn’t date black guys, not that there was anything wrong with them. However, when she watched a sporting match, it was always the black dudes that she thought were the sexiest: she loves their cockiness, physique & of course, their reputation for having giant cocks & tremendous sex moves.
Her husband laughed, teasing her. “Really? You want to know more, huh? You’re interested?”
“Oh, hush,” she counter. “Wouldn’t you like to know.”
The man’s small penis gave a tiny jerk, & he had to admit that this wasn’t the first time since he’d starting telling the store. He’d actually been erect the entire time. He’d been complex while his friend confessed at lunch, & now he was getting turned on talking approximately his friend’s cuckolding session in Jamaica.
The man took a deep breath. “So, anyway, they were able to stay at this resort because of all the different discounts they’d received: 10% from the therapist, 50% off for being first-time customers & an extra 10% off because my buddy’s wife looked good! The lucky birds received the whole vacation at 70%! Now, he’s saying goodbye to bowling, gold & drinking so he can save some cash to go back. Listen to this: he’s working seven day a week & even thinking approximately getting part-time job, all to save money to go back!”
“Wow,” the wife exclaimed quietly. “He loved see his wife obtain fucked by all those Jamaican guys so much, he’s willing to work himself to the ground & donate up so much so that they can go back?”
“Well,” the husband continued. “There’s this special Wedding Ceremony that the want to do there. They’re sure it would be a good, solid way to signify the beginning of their new relationship. So, until they do that, his wife’s decided to hold off on the cuckolding. And he’s going nearly wild with desire to see his wife back there with those black guys that he’s willing to donate so much up. He told me a lot more, yet he moreover said he was sending me a slideshow that would explain in more detail what this resort is all about. Do you want me to check my email & see if it’s come?”
“Yes!” the wife shouted. She blushed & put her hand against her mouth, embarrassed & trying in vain to conceal her excitement. Her husband smiled, however; he was pleased with her enthusiasm, & he was moreover excited because he’d already seen the slideshow at lunch on his laptop. The entire time he browsed the pictures & read the captions, his tiny dick was harder than it’d been in years. He kept imagining him & his wife in the various scenarios, & he unquestionably wasn’t disagreeing with them.
I’m lying back on the black silk sheets, & my sex is dripping with hot & sticky, thick cum. I can feel it trickling deliciously down my buttocks. There is a tremendous deal of it & when I explore my seeded sex, Graham my husband licks my fingers clean. I’m too shocked & deliciously tired to care that he does that, sucking Luther’s spunk off my fingers. I just push my fingers each in turn inside Graham’s mouth & he sucks away. It’s complex to breathe- my efforts catch in my throat as I try. My pulse still races & my pale skill is flushed puce over my neck & breasts. I can still see in my mind the mirror images, Luther’s muscular ebony physique driving his manhood relentlessly inside me, my legs up over his bull shoulders. My severe, lace up black leather Victorian ankle boots jolt rhythmically with the thrusting.
I remember Graham’s devotional assistance, the way he held my hand as I took superior cock. I’m not used to it. But I will learn & adapt & then… expect. I’ll be joining Adele our neighbour in Luther’s harem. Luther was strict approximately that when Graham sheepishly asked. ‘Suki fancies you & well we wondered if…’ Luther likes posh blonde bitches. ‘Graham won’t mind will you darling’ I said, picturing Adele & I lying with our legs open to Luther. Graham confirmed that he wouldn’t mind & that he did indeed understand that it would be bare back sex.
I am still trembling from the explosive climax! It made all else before seem inconsequential. Graham has finished licking my fingers, & he clearly now wants to lick me out. But I’m not quite ready. I need to soak up the sensations of this & point to Luther’s sticky cock. I watch as my husband delicately licks Luther’s triumphant member. He’s used to it-Adele’s husband submits as well. There are the first tentative licks as Graham overcomes the revulsion of sucking another man’s cock. He knows what I expect though & we have talked approximately this, so the sucking begins. Its submission, complete & utter capitulation to my lover & it arouses me all over again.
I watch for a moment or two, confirm that Luther has won completely & then direct Graham back to my sticky quim. It’s submission to Suki time & my husband laps delicately at my sex. It is delicious…utterly delicious! The tantalising flick of his tongue arouses me & I squirm with pleasure. I won’t have Graham think that he can compete though so I tell Luther what a stud he is & how I’m so eagerly his now. I will make my husband do this whenever he wants.
Suki & I have talked, & agree that it’s best that I ask you to go on doing the fucking from now on. You’re so masterful at this & it’s what she craves. Of course there will be no fuss & I will co- operate in any way that you require. At Suki’s instructions I’ve moved my gear to the spare bedroom.
And now more of my story approximately the two years I spent as a cuckold to my 38-year-old wife & my 63-year-old boss. Only after eight weeks of marriage, I was cuckolded. If you think approximately it, that’s pretty impressive considering my wife & my boss only met for the first time during our wedding ceremony. It was through my boss’ skillful determination that she was able to transform my quiet, shy wife into a wild, adventurous slut — & me into a cuckold — in a remarkably short amount of time.
Prior to entering this arrangement with my boss — that is, the eight weeks I was married to my wife before he entered the picture — I came my wife cum 20 times, while I came inside her 22 times. You might think it’s strange that I’d remember something like this, yet my boss made me remember & transcribe them not long after he entered our relationship. You may think that 20 sessions of sex may not seem like a lot, yet take into account that those eight weeks included two periods & a bout of food poisoning for me. What is more absorbing is that those numbers changed completely for her within a week of his involvement in our lives. She went from 20 orgasms in two months to 32 in just a week! Not only that, she moreover received to enjoy 25 ejaculations inside her tight cooch. During that same time, I had the pleasure of only three orgasms, & of that, only one occurred after he instated his rules of denial. As you can see, there’s a huge divergence between the way his does things & the way I do.
Ever since we took up this venture, I have grown to greatly respect & admire my boss. I would do anything in the world to make sure my wife received the opportunity to be used as a slut for him, & I fully understand what an honor it is for us that he likes & continues to use her. Any other dude might have gotten bored with this situation & with us, yet not him. He always thinks of new ways to stimulating & pleasing her while denying & humiliating me. When you really think approximately it, the man is a genius. He’s changed things to the point where my beloved wife is completely dedicated to keeping him satisfied, & she has even stepped outside her comfort zone to do things that would prove her devotion. I think that even if she wanted to, there would be no way she could say no to him. Not that I expect that she would want to, as her compliance has come to the level of absolute trust in him. I would even bet there have been a few instances where she has done things she would have rather not, yet as a result of those actions, she has gained valuable sexual insight, knowledge & growth. We no longer have any idea how many dicks have been thrust into her soft channel, especially after the two of them went to a swinger’s party only a month into our new arrangement. My best estimate would be that in the two years since this threesome of sorts has been formed, she’s been with approximately 50 guys, a lot of them who have fucked her more than once. To put that in perspective, when we married, I had only been the third man inside her. In just his first week, my boss managed to double that number, & in the first month, quadruple it! Ever since, it has just been a whirlwind of dudes. I’m sure that the passage of two years has caused my wife to forget what it was even like to do me. Still, I am extremely pleased for her, & I want her as much as I did when we were in that honeymoon stage of our lives. I have a hole in my heart — an ache, a wanting for her — yet I know that I am unworthy & undeserving of her, & I won’t have her again in that way.
The one thing that affects & helps me the most in this arrangement as a cuckold is my cock cage. I was introduced to my wonderful cb6000 on only the second day of training, & it is a tool that I have come to downright love. It’s my belief that every cuckold should have his own, or at least the opportunity to try one. I might sound a bit like a salesman right now, yet I am being totally honest when I say that this thing is amazing. When you wear it, you’ll never forget that you have it on. As you go approximately your business — moving, standing, sitting – it goes with you, constantly touching you, caressing you with brushes, grabs & the occasional bite – though not a offensive one. Its design is brilliant, & I have never had an issue with chafing, even when I’ve worn it hours or month — yes, months — on end. I add some lube around the areas that tend to catch for comfort, & I don’t even bother with shaving anymore. I used to go twice a week to my boss to have it removed for some manscaping, yet after he told me that I was annoying him by having him constantly dig the key out to unlock me, I made the decision to stop shaving & let things go natural down there.
There was one time where my boss removed my cage & then had me stand there & loon on as he used my precious cage as a makeshift dildo on my wife. He thrust it into her & played with her clit until she spasmed in orgasm. I, of course, received complex watching, yet he killed my arousal by placing a bag of frozen peas on my balls until my erection went away. On went the cage, & I had two go two more weeks before I was even allowed to entertain the thought of cumming. It may sound strange, yet actually admire my cage, because unlike me, it has actually had the opportunity of fucking my wife more recently than myself. It has been inside of her, & now I obtain the honor of wearing it on me 24 hours a day. It’s superior to me, & it’s a privilege for me to wear it.
Life has been thrilling ever since my boss entered our relationship & took my wife as his slut. There have been tons of sex in our home — as well as tons of humiliation, all courtesy of my boss. You’re probably curious approximately our lives; what questions do you have? Perhaps these questions intrigue you. Choose one of the three to start:
1) What it was life for my wife to fuck her first strange man from an internet chatroom, a man I had to find as per my boss’ orders?
2) What were my wife’s difficulties & ultimate success with her first black dick?
3) How our second wedding anniversary went, where my boss arranged a gangbang for my wife on our own bed?
Tell me what you want to know approximately first, & I’ll tell you everything.