My Secret Addiction

It all started with my first girlfriend in high school. Her name was Kaley, and she was a very pretty blond-haired cheerleader. I was just a dumb teen in love, and my naivety blinded me from all the red flags I should have seen. I thought we were in love, and we had plans to go to the same college together and everything. But that all changed one night during a high school football game. I had lost track of her; we were supposed to meet up to hang out with some friends.

I eventually found her in the parking lot, having sex with one of the football team players in his car.. They were going at it like they were practiced. I stared in disbelief as the love of my young teenage life cheated on me with a popular football player. I recognized him as a running back, a tall, muscular black guy. She was riding him hard in the front seat, lost in pleasure. I remember stumbling back literally clutching my heart. I was devastated.

I couldn't find in myself the courage or will to even talk to her about it. Instead I would just spy on her when she didn't think I was around. I'd constantly catch her stealing knowing looks or even making out with several of the black football players from time to time. She seemed to have a type, black, and muscular. The opposite of me, so why was she even with me? I didn't understand anything, I was so lost and confused.

One day I followed her and a new black guy I hadn't seen before into the empty showers. He had her up against the wall and was fucking her hard from behind.

She was calling out his name over and over. "Jerome. Oh, Jerome!"

I had been lied to, I was hurt. It destroyed me but I couldn't stop watching. Why couldn't I just break up with her and move on? I couldn't even confront her about it. I was just a heartbroken, confused teenager. I started to cry so I rubbed my eyes and leaned back into a locker, unable to look anymore, when a loud crash erupted out of nowhere. I practically jumped in panic. I had knocked over a damn trash can next to me.

"Someone's here..!" I heard Kaley whisper in fright. I rushed around the corner only to run face to face with them. They must of slipped around the opposite way! I was frozen and so were they.

"Who dis? You gonna tell, bruh?" this Jerome guy said as he finished putting on his shirt. Kaley gave me a sad, ashamed look on her face.

"I'm sorry, Jim, it's just... I gotta go..." And then she took his hand and they left me there. I never spoke to her again.

Later on in the privacy of my home, I'd search around the internet, losing myself in porn. I quickly stumbled onto interracial porn and became hooked. Was it because of my experiences with Kaley? Maybe so, but it turned me on more than I could understand. It became an addiction. I couldn't stop watching interracial sex between a black man and a white woman.

Throughout college I dated off and on, but I still couldn't stop watching it. On a deep level It just turned me on. Sometimes I'd picture Kaley or a current girlfriend in the place of the white girl having sex with the black man as I masturbated. I remember after imagining that about Kaley, I looked her up online to snoop a bit. Apparently she had married some black guy and had three k**s together. I was blown away. For some reason that turned me on and I started masturbating to her pictures. What was wrong with me?

After that I tried to break the habit but no matter how determined or hard I tried, I kept going straight back to interracial porno's. It didn't matter if I was just seeing a pretty white girl in public somewhere, I'd start to imagine her being fucked by a black guy with a huge dick.

At the age of twenty-four I married the love of my life. She was an attractive, young, twenty-two year old woman named Leah. My kink miraculously faded as we both shared a healthy, loving sex life. We would make love almost every day. Our honeymoon was nothing but sex and more sex.

My Leah had sexy petite body, gorgeous brunette hair, and sparkly blue eyes. She stood at 5'3 and loved how much taller I was than her at around 5'11. She had sexy little titties with pierced nipples I loved to play with. She wore her hair at about shoulder length, and was an exceptional dresser. She always kept up with the latest trends. I'd get a sense of pride when people showered her with compliments on how good she looked. She was perfect, at least to me.

After a long day at work me and my wife were taking a stroll through our favorite park. She struck up a conversation about her old job.

"Yeah I don't miss it at all," she sighed as she glanced at the ducks swimming by in a line. I clutched her close and agreed.

"I'm glad, babe. Your new job is way more lax, I get way more precious Leah time. Guess I'm selfish but I don't care." I chuckled.

"Oh I know, sweetie," she said with a big smile. "I love spending more time with my hubbie."

She gave me a kiss on the cheek. We continued through the path until we found a bench and took a seat together. We talked for a bit until out of nowhere she told me about this black guy at that old job who tried hitting on her.

"He would just stare at me, like he was hungry for me. Like some kind of a****l.." She looked out over the pond searching her memories. "Always flirting, I couldn't even take him seriously, who does that?" She shook her head a little, grinning at the memory.

I was beyond curious but didn't want to make it obvious. "Oh yeah? Was it just to you, or...?"

She gave a low sigh, "No. It was just me, I was soooo annoyed. The girls kept poking fun, they would refer to him as 'my boyfriend'. Ugh!"

The wind picked up as she looked back over at me, brushing her hair out of her face. "Always a flirt, always trying to flatter me. He just wouldn't give up."

Something broke loose inside me at her story though; I was growing aroused. "Why didn't you report him then?"

"Oh he was still sweet, I couldn't do that to him, I'd feel like such a bitch." She giggled looking back to the pond.

A few ducks started quacking in unison. The tone in her voice seemed more like she actually was flattered, and maybe excited by the black man's advances I thought.

She placed her hand on my thigh as she giggled again. "Oh gawd, one time he bumped into me in the hallway with the other girls, and he just looked me up and down and said like, 'Hows my wife doin' or something. I almost died right there. I was so embarrassed, Jim."

My penis started to grow on its own accord to her story. She wasn't going to admit it but she for sure liked it. I could read her face, I knew my Leah.

She quickly retracted her hand and looked at me. "I did refuse all his advances, you know," she said giggling again, "it was just so crazy. That Kivon was out of his mind."

I kept picturing my wife in my head, in this black guys arms. I was completely hard.

Later that night in bed I tossed and turned, trapped in an intense erotic dream. I floated on the sidelines watching Leah accept all of Kivon's advances and took him home. Lips locked together, her arms around him, each other in heated passion.

I saw her slowly stripping in front of him, tossing her clothes to the floor and crawling to him on the bed. She used her mouth on him hungrily and then rode his cock fast and hard. I watched from outside their window, unable to stop her as she surrendered her body to him. I saw how she experienced pure pleasure as her milky white body tangled in heated passion with his dark, muscular form.

My interracial pornography addiction slowly creeped back into my life after that. In secret I was browsing the internet, downloading or streaming the hottest interracial porn I could find. I even payed for a few subscription services, I just had to keep my wife from finding them on a bill.

I sat at my computer looking up sexy celebrity women dating black men and downloaded their images to masturbate to. Sometimes I masturbated so much it would affect my sexual performance in bed. That's the exact moment I started picturing my beautiful wife getting blacked. I would get an instant erection just thinking about it.

About few months went by and I started getting a little sloppy hiding evidence of my shameful addiction. I'd forget to clear my internet history, or leave a video paused on my tablet or something like that. I was lucky she never spotted any of it until the day I eventually fucked up.

One night I was sitting at the table, my face bathed in the only light in the room coming from the interracial porn video playing on my tablet. My wife Leah slept, she had gone to bed early after having a particularly long and frustrating day at work. My hard dick was in my hand and I gave it a tight squeeze when I saw the large glistening black cock enter the small white blonde girl from behind.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head in ecstasy as that big black cock must of kissed her cervix. She gritted her teeth and started moaning loudly as her black lover slowly see-sawed in and out of her wet pussy. Her moans echoed through my room.

"Shit." I fumbled with the volume controls.

I forgot I had it on full blast.. The last thing I wanted was to wake Leah up to that. I continued stroking my dick and imagined my beautiful wife in the blonde girl's place. I came really hard to that. It's what I always ended up cumming to when I watched my favorite interracial porn now. My wife getting blacked.

"Ah dammit!" I missed the tissue and made a mess on the side of the table. I quickly got up and cleaned the mess and went to bed.

Leah caught me.

My wife was an early riser and woke up before I did that day. She spotted my dark secret on the table.

Oh no..

I had forgotten to put my tablet away! In my hurry to clean up I completely forgot to turn off the tablet or put it away or anything!

The interracial porn was a very big shock to my wife.

"Jim, what the hell is this your looking at?" Leah asked with a look of disgust on her face. She was holding my tablet with the tip of her index finger and thumb like it was radioactive.

For awhile she wouldn't speak to me. I bought her flowers and tried to get back in her good graces. She finally came around; she never could hide her smile when I got her pink roses.

"So.." She started, as we stood outside on the patio. "What are all those videos about?" She took a sip of her wine and looked at me with a stony expression..

"I don't know baby... it's... it's just porn. It's a fetish I have." I stammered as I stood next to her by the patio table. I watched her lift up the tablet in one hand and flick through the video thumbnails. I couldn't quite read her face. She sighed and looked over at me.

"A fetish," she said blankly. She took another sip of wine and looked back down at the tablet.

"Interracial just turns my crank I guess... It's nothing to worry about. It's just a fantasy, nothing more."

"Jim... Okay. It's just a surprise." Leah sighed placing the tablet down on the table.

I was deeply nervous that she wasn't taking this well. As liberating as it is to just tell her my fetish out loud, it was also scary. Leah looked up at me again.

"It's okay, Jim. Really. I guess I don't see the harm in it... I was just..." She looked down then back up at me. "I was just more concerned you were cheating on me is all."

I pulled her to me and hugged her and kissed her cheek. "Never baby, I'd never cheat on you! I love you, Leah." She hugged me back and smiled. We kissed and held each other for a moment.

"Jim, it's okay if you wanted to watch them but... Do you still think I'm sexy?" she asked, looking back up at me.

Her eyes were getting wet. Shit I was making her cry! I ran my hands up her sides and kissed her forehead. "Sweetheart you are the sexiest woman I've ever known. Of course I do! Baby, its nothing like that. Please don't think that, okay?"

Leah smiled and quickly pecked me on the lips. "Okay. I'm sorry if I overreacted like a bitch, honey. I really don't mind if you keep watching them."

I hugged her to me and kissed her again. I loved that woman more than anything.

As I fell asleep next to her that night, I stared at her sleeping body. Her soft snores and rising and falling chest. Things were different now, they felt different. The way she looked at me was different. Her mannerisms were different. I didn't like the pitying way she looked at me as she held that tablet. It bothered me but I didn't want to reopen the issue, I hoped that over time things would be mostly back to normal.

My wife loved sex, and sometimes she really loved sex. On some nights even I found it hard keeping up with her appetite. She seemed especially horny tonight. We were making out on the couch and she had cupped my dick and squeezed it gently and looked me in the eye with a smirk.

"So I was thinking..."She squeezed my dick a little harder. "Would you like to watch one of your interracial videos with me? We could watch it together instead of by yourself. What do ya think?"

My cock got fully hard but a pang of anxiety hit me at the same time. She's really asking me that? Really!? I was stunned she wanted to watch it. She was curious about it, curious about... black cock. I was at a crossroads now.

Watching it with my wife seemed like the most arousing thing in the world and at the same time the scariest. Would our marriage survive us watching sexy white women being fucked by black men with their ripped bodies and huge cocks?

Suddenly I felt her small warm hand moving up and down my rock hard cock waking me from my panicked thoughts. She had pulled my penis out of my pants without me even realizing it.

"Y-yes baby. L-lets watch it." I stammered. Lust got the better of me and I agreed.

We cuddled on the sofa that night watching hot interracial sex together. Leah was shocked but riveted by what she saw as she lazily gave me a hand job.

"Oh my god," Leah gasped.

The sexy blonde was kneeling before the black man and sucking his big dick. The stereo system really accentuated her gulps and slurps. Soon he was plunging his ebony prick deep in that white woman's waiting cunt. She sang in pleasure to each of his concentrated pumps.

"That's such a big penis, that girl must really be a slut." I heard her say. "How is she taking that huge cock?" I felt her briefly squeeze my penis. "Baby, I didn't know penises could be that big.. How is that even possible?"

"She looks so hot taking it, doesn't she?" I said as I looked over to Leah.

She was too enraptured at the screen to hear me. The video soon ended so I hit play on the next one. She suddenly stopped moving her hand and squeezed my dick again.

"Wow!" Leah suddenly screamed with delight as the black porn star's enormous black snake bounced and wobbled in front of the surprised looking white girl who unleashed it from his underwear. The girl cradled that black cock to her face, licking and sucking on it with abandon. She licked down to his balls and tried popping each one in and out of her mouth.

I looked back over at Leah, her blue eyes sparkled from the television screen, she looked as turned on as I was. Her hand started moving up and down my rigid dick again in a slow, steady pace.

"Oh, that is nasty," she gasped.

She stared in disbelief as the petite white girl knelt down and started licking and tonguing her black lover's asshole. Leah took my hand and directed it to rub her own wet pussy. She was dripping wet. The sexy brunette was machine gunning her tongue in and out of his black asshole hungrily until she finally pulled away gasping. I heard Leah make a soft moan. I stared at her as she sat still, transfixed to the screen.

She bit her lip and then caught her breath. "I think he's going to fuck her now."

I looked back at the screen. The black porn star had pushed the girl against a counter facing away from him and lined his huge black cock up with her entrance. Her pussy was dripping wet and looked so inviting. It looked hungry for his ebony meat.

I could feel Leah pulsate her pussy in tandem with the sex scene as the black man humped the moaning white woman into the counter she leaned on. Eyes glued to the screen she seemed to barely notice my dick was even there anymore as her hand had stopped moving again. But I suppose it was a good thing because I felt like I'd blow from any more stimulation. Needless to say I was harder then I ever had been before. In spite of myself I urged her on.

"You like it, baby?" I asked.

"Oh yeah, it's so sexy," she responded back quickly. "I never would of thought this would make me so horny, baby."

Before I could ask her anything else she jumped in my lap giggling and started kissing my neck all the way up to my mouth. We made out passionately and she showered me with kisses. After we pulled our clothes off I threw her back on the couch and mounted her from behind.

"Fuck me baby I need your cock!" Leah groaned while looking back at me. She pressed her ass firmly into me, she was a bitch in heat.

I fucked her like that as we watched a black man fuck the white girl the same way on the television screen. She desperately pushed herself back into my invading cock, like she couldn't get enough of it. I gave my wife multiple orgasms, something I have never been able to give her before. I knew deep down it was what she was watching that gave her those orgasms, not me.

As the weeks went by my wife and I watched pretty much all of my interracial collection, and sometimes multiple times. I was loving all the amazing sex we were having after each viewing. At one point, after looking for more videos to my surprise, Leah suggested we sign up for a streaming interracial porn subscription and I adamantly agreed.

Despite it feeling great to finally be able to share my interracial addiction It also quietly troubled me. Leah was watching so much of it, it seemed to be transforming her into someone else. I was worried I made a mistake by confessing my kink. Was she now just as addicted as I was?

Lately she no longer seemed to get aroused unless I mentioned it. I was making love to her one night, missionary style, trying to just have husband and wife time. Not interracial sex porn. But her eyes were looking away, like she was lost in thought about something else. I tried fucking into her faster but she didn't respond like she had been.

"Baby... you not in the mood anymore?" I said as I tried bottoming out my penis into her.

"N-no baby. Keep going," she said looking away again.

"Thinking about those videos? Remember how that black man fucked that little white girl by the pool?"

Leah shot her eyes back to mine and started grinding back into my thrusts. "Yeah baby, it was so hot." I fucked her hard after that and we both came even harder. Futile or not, I tried to separate the porn from our own sex together as much as I could. It was ultimately futile and impossible.

I spent lots of time on the internet searching for more hot interracial porn for us to watch together. I'd stumbled on so many new concepts and ideas. I remembered searching through a site for cuckolds. Men getting off on their wives being unfaithful, particularly with black men. I didn't think that was me, I just like watching interracial porn, right?

But the whole concept turned me on more than anything else in my life. It brought back memories of my ex Kaley. But it didn't end there, I wanted, no needed to see my wife blacked too. Maybe that was me after all. A cuckold...

One night in bed we were kissing and rubbing each other as we built up our arousal for sex. We started talking our now shared kink. It was in that moment I recalled the cuckold porn I'd looked at and my addiction took over my mouth.

"Sweetheart," I started saying between smooches. "You know what I think about most when we watch interracial porn?"

"What, sweetie? Tell me," she replied, running her delicate fingers down my sides.

I couldn't stop myself from confessing my desires."Seeing you in the place of those girls, seeing you being fucked by those black guys,"

"Oooh... Jim," she moaned, my words seemed to turn her on even more. I reached up and gently cupped one of her soft breasts and kneaded it.

"Yes, baby. I wish I was watching you getting your white pussy stretched by big black cocks." I sighed into her neck. I could feel her pulse quicken.

"Oh god... That's so hot,"

"Yeah? Would you want that, baby?"

"Oh yes, I think... I think I'd love it," she whispered. She found my mouth and gave me a wet, sensual kiss. There was a loud smacking sound when I parted our kiss to tell her more.

"I wouldn't mind..." I confessed. "If you really did it..." Leah opened her eyes with heavy lids, gazing into mine.

"Maybe I wouldn't mind either."

"So you would really do it, baby? Would you get on your hands and knees and let him stuff your pussy with his big black cock?" My lips were trembling, my heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest and into hers.

"Do you want that, Jim?" she looked me in the eyes.

"Yes," I moaned back. My hard cock strained against her side. She lifted one of her long sexy legs over me and wrapped her arms around my back, pulling me closer.

"Yes... Yes sweetie, I would do it," she answered honestly as her eyelids drew heavier; she seemed to be just as turned on as I was.

I leaned into her ear and whispered to her, "Do what? Tell me. I need to hear you say it." I leaned back looking into her eyes. Leah opened her eyes wider and bit her lip. I could feel her grinding her wet pussy against me.

"I'd Fuck them," she gasped, "I would take black cock deep in my pussy... for you."

"God you're making me so hot..." I replied, kissing her face and licking down to her neck. I gave it light nibbles.

"B-baby... I'd be a slut for black men," she whispered.

I began licking further down her body. I stopped and looked back into her eyes."I want to watch you fall to your knees and worship a strong black man's huge cock. I want to see you try to stuff it down your throat."

"Yes," she cried.

"I want you to spread your legs wide for him. I want to see your tight pussy stretch around his black cock head." I couldn't stop the vulgarities spilling out of my mouth if I tried to.

"Mmmm that's so hot, Jim," Leah cooed.

"I can't stop thinking about it baby... Imagine how much bigger his cock will feel inside you." I was now grinding and dry humping my wife uncontrollable. My hard dick had a steady stream of precum running out.

"Ooooh god. Really big baby." I felt her small hand grip my cock and lower it to her pussy. She started rubbing the tip against her hot, wet folds.

"Will you hold onto his black body with your sexy legs while he pounds you?" I asked out loud. I felt no shame, just pure lust. I needed her to answer.

"Just like this," she said as she wrapped both her legs around my back. "I'd hold him so tight as he fucks me!"

I felt her start to pull my hard cock into her hot, moist pussy. It felt amazing.

"What if I was there with you, watching him fuck you again and again?" I pushed the rest of my cock into her as deep as it would go. We both gasped at the same time. "Would you want that?"

"Yes, sweetie, I want you there while he fucks me," she panted out.

I was slowly sawing my dick in and out of her tight pink pussy. I could feel her gripping it on every deep thrust. She was so wet it felt like I was dipping my cock in warm honey.

"Oh fuck, baby... I love that," I grunted into her neck.

Leah held the back of my head, pulling me as close as possible. "Do you want me to be his slut, baby?" I heard her shudder.

"Yes, baby. God yes. I want that." I panted back to her.

"S-should I fuck him on our bed?" Leah asked me, as I picked up the pace and started fucking her in earnest.

"Yes, baby!" I grunted. "Right on our bed." I was going crazy.

"I want to! Oh. O-o-ohh y-yes!" Leah was barely able to talk back, her mind was scrambled from our fantasy and being fucked into the bed.

I couldn't last another second and shot blast after blast of my cum deep inside her. She gripped my ass, holding me into her as she came hard, groaning and moaning out in pleasure. I rested my head on her heaving chest, trying to catch my breath. I couldn't believe we said those things, but I was glad to finally get them off my chest. It sounded like she was too.

As I drifted off to sleep, my dreams were filled with wild scenarios involving my beautiful young wife cheating on me with a black lover. I'd see her riding his cock through the blinds of his apartment window, or she would be in his car driving by. I'd barely get a glimpse of them laughing and having fun together. At one point she was in an all too familiar shower room, getting fucked against the wall by a tall black man.

I woke up in a cold sweat, Leah lay sleeping soundly beside me. I let out a long sigh and relaxed back into my pillow. I was rock hard, I could see the literal tent my penis was making under the sheets. I crept out of bed as quietly as I could and jerked off in the bathroom. I came to the thought of Leah having a black boyfriend.

We hadn't mentioned any interracial sex or about her being fucked by a black man until the next night in bed. We were cuddling and kissing and it was the only thing on my mind. I rolled on top of Leah and carefully pushed myself into her. She looked up at me and sighed to the pleasure of being entered. Our fucking built up to a steady pace causing her to whimper and moan. I slowed my fucking back down to stop from cumming too soon. I looked into her eyes and held both her hands

"What do you think about my fantasy, baby?" I asked seriously."Me watching you have sex with a black man." I tried to hide the excited tremble in my voice. Leah bit her lip.

"Jim, I love it." She squeezed my hands. "Thank you for sharing this with me, it really means a lot."

"I love that I can finally share this, baby. I want to see you fuck a black man, baby." I started fucking her cunt harder again."All night, baby!"

Smack smack smack the sound of our flesh colliding made.

"Oh fuck, baby. Yesss!" Leah's mouth gaped open in soft moans and whimpers, her eyes shut tight. It looked like she was close.

"Then I want to see you both take an intimate shower together, wash each other's bodies and then come back out and fuck some more. Like you're a hot new couple who can't stop fucking." I kept up my fuck pace; I felt like I was having an out of body experience. I couldn't stop telling her my desires. It was all coming out at once. Leah shot her eyes back on me instantly.

"Yes, honey, yes. I want him to ram me hard in the shower. Then fuck me all night long." Her face turned into a scowl, she gritted her teeth as she chased her orgasm.

"Oh, baby. Fuck, baby!" I kept pounding her pussy hard.

"I want to scream as he fills me up. I want it so bad!"

"Oh! Oh, baby. I want it too. Fuck, baby!" I grew light headed, my orgasm approaching. I couldn't hold it anymore, and neither could she.

"I want a black thug to take me from you and own me." Her legs wrapped around my back pulling me in, forcing me to slow down a bit.

"Oh, baby I love it when you talk like that." I sighed.

Her face suddenly got really serious looking and her eyes were fierce and piercing. "If I fuck a black man, you have to see it. I want to look in your eyes when he sticks his black cock inside me. I need you to see me get blacked, Jim."

"Oh god, baby.. I want to hold your legs up for him to pound your pussy. I'd kiss you as you came on his big black cock." I let go of her hands and lifted her legs up onto my shoulders and started fucking her as deep as my dick could go.

"Oh, sweetie, I want that so much! I love it. FUCK I need it!" she whimpered and grunted, taking my cock's punishment.

"I want to hold you as he cums inside you, filling you up."I groaned. I was going to blow any second.

"Mmmm. Oh yes, yes. He'd fill me up." She was delirious with lust, shaking her head left to right struggling to keep up the hot conversation. It seemed like we were both going to explode. I tried to stay focused, my lust was driving me beyond the abyss. I looked her in the eyes again and halted fucking her completely.

"Leah. Do really want that?"

"Yes, sweetie. If you want it?" She was panting.

"I'll plan it, honey. I really want to help find you a black boyfriend."

"Oh sweetie. You want me to have a black boyfriend? Jesus, Jim, that's so fucking naughty... so fucking... hot. Jim!" I felt her vagina squeeze my cock inside her. I pulled it out making a sticky plop sound.

"Yes, baby. Will you do it? Will you take a black boyfriend to date and fuck you all the time?" I was lost deep in my own fantasy. I couldn't hold back anymore. I needed her to cuckold me with black men. "Leah I want you to fuck him more than me."

"Yes, sweetie, yes. I will, baby, I'll fuck my black boyfriend more than you. Now fuck me!"

I shoved my cock all the way back inside her pussy in one quick stroke. She was so wet there was almost no resistance. I fucked her as hard as I could while holding her legs up. Within seconds I was pumping her full of cum and I was screaming her name at the ceiling. I heard her slam her fists into the bed in her own intense orgasm below me.

In all the time we had been married, that night was the best sex we ever had together. It was scorching hot, a****l-like and raw. Throughout all of it, I felt more close to Leah after being able to share my fantasies with her. I also knew there was no turning back after all those things we had said. There was no going back from it.

This was a new beginning. A hot, and also scary new chapter of our marriage. As I had savagely pumped my wife's body with my hard cock, and seeing her crying out to be fucked by a black man I knew I could never stop her from going through with it, even if I tried.

Her mind was completely focused on being a black cock slut. I had practically begged her to and she happily agreed. I don't think she saw me the same way anymore. She was destined to fuck black men and I couldn't wait to help her do it. She was going to cuckold me, and soon.


We were consumed with our plans for Leah to have sex with a black man. Every conversation, every question and idea was about it. I couldn't focus on anything else and neither could she. There was a nervous anxiety in the air, it was palpable but also worrying. My young wife not only wanted to fulfill my darkest fantasy, but it was now her fantasy as well.

I knew she loved sex, but I never knew she would be so open minded about this sort of thing. Was it a red flag? There had to be something she wasn't telling me, or something I didn't know about her. Was I over thinking it? For better or worse I decided to push those thoughts to the back of my brain and let my addiction take the wheel.

We were both a little tipsy from drinking at her friend Sarah's apartment. It wasn't very far so we decided to just walk and enjoy the weather.

"Maybe we shouldn't do it at the house the first time," Leah paused in mid stride, "or maybe that would be the best way."

She giggled at her own answer as we continued our walk home. I smiled back at her. Leah was so gorgeous, the most attractive girl in the world to me. Some how, in my fucked up brain, she had become even sexier to me because of all of this.

"Oh my god." She covered her mouth in surprise. "I wonder what Sarah would think?"

I pulled her to me and chuckled. "Knowing Sarah, she might actually dig it."

"I could never tell her, no way. She would probably want to join in." She laughed.

Later that night before bed Leah was getting some water while only wearing a t-shirt. I couldn't stop staring at her sexy legs.

"Hey sweetie." She took a sip from her glass. "Ready for bed?"

"Y-yeah, baby."

I followed her to the bedroom staring at her little booty. I couldn't stop imagining those legs of hers wrapped around black mens hard bodies as they fucked her. I couldn't stop fantasizing about her being blacked all over our house.

What would she look like bent over on the kitchen table, fucked from behind while I sat at the other end eating dinner. Or her being power-fucked into the couch while I sat on the other end watching. Or hell, why not in the living room floor. I'd love hearing her being fucked mercilessly in the shower while I wait outside the door. I wondered if she was thinking the same things.

The next day we were eating dinner together, I had grilled some steaks on the patio and Leah had brought home some red wine.

"When I was at the liquor store tonight there was a black man in front of me at the register. I couldn't stop thinking about his black cock." She took a bite of her steak and chewed while looking at me.

"Really? Did you think he was hot?" I could feel my dick grow into a full erection.

She swallowed. "He was handsome actually. I tried to sneak a peak, just to see," she giggled, "see if he had a big one. I felt like such a slut, honey. I'm like literally obsessed with black cocks now."

"That's hot baby, I'm glad you are." I could hear my heart beating out of my chest. I forgot about my food. My wife smiled at me and took a sip of wine.

"I think..."She cleared her throat. "I think I have someone in mind." She took another sip of wine.

I nearly choked on my steak. I felt a jealous twitch in my stomach. She already had a possible lover narrowed down. I thought I'd be the one to find her a man, but she beat me to it. How many black men did she know? The thought of that aroused me deeply anyway.

"Go on..."

"Remember Kivon? From my old job?"

"Yeah, I remember." Did she secretly enjoy his flirting after all?

"He was actually a sweet guy despite all of his over the top flirting." She pulled out her phone and started thumbing through it quickly. "Pretty sure I still have his number... Here it is."

"He gave you his number?" And she still has it? Had to be more to the story. I felt that jealous pang once again.

Leah giggled a little."Of course he did silly, I dunno why I kept it but here it is."

Her choice was so sexy to me, she was going to reach out to a man for sex after refusing his advances so many times. I could see the lust in her eyes, she looked turned on by that fact as well.

"You want his black cock, don't you?" I felt the hairs stand up on the back of my neck, my erection throbbed in my pants.

Leah blushed, her inner struggle was very sexy to me. She couldn't hide her inner slut from me. She delicately cleared her throat and looked back up at me with her big blue eyes. I began to wonder if she was having second thoughts. Maybe I pushed for it too mu-

"Yes. I want Kivon's black cock. He's a nice guy and I know he'll keep everything confidential." She stood and casually strode to the windowed sliding door and gazed out into the night as she sipped her wine.

"H-how do you know?" I stammered.

"Karen told me, from my old job," she said, still looking out into the starry night. "She told me how he slept with another woman there. He kept it quiet even though the woman wouldn't shut up about it. I like that about him."

"Why? Was she the gossiping type or something?" I asked. I noticed Leah was blushing when she glanced back at me.

"He rocked her world, Jim." She took another sip of wine and paused for a moment. "When a woman is fucked really good, Jim, when a man with a big cock can make her his slut in bed, they tend to brag. They want to show off their man in front of their girlfriends, to make them jealous."

She let out a soft sigh. "She said he fucked her so good, so passionately, that she only dated black men from then on."

"W-wow.." My mouth was agape. "So... So he's the one you want. Want to try out?"

"Yes," She looked back at me again. "Is that okay? With you?" She turned back to the window and started playing with her hair. "I just don't want to hurt you, Jim."

I pulled myself from my seat and made my way to her, hugging her from behind. She melted back into me as I enclosed her with my arms. I kissed her hair and then the side of her cheek and neck. She smelled so good, she felt so warm. I could feel her breathing in anticipation to my answer.

"It may hurt, but I kind of like the hurt, it's hard to explain." I sighed. "It's good hurt."

She turned her head to me, looking down, Our heads gently touched.

"Good hurt?" Her words were a barely audible whisper.

"Yeah... I really want this." I felt my suppressed desires erupting from my mouth again. "I want you to fuck a black man in our bed, Leah. I want to feel the pleasure and the hurt from it." My erection was starting to poke her in the butt.

My wife fully turned around in my arms, careful not to spill her wine glass. "Oh my gawd, Jim. You're making me horny saying that..." Her eyes drooped in pleasure.

"Yeah? You like that your husband wants to see you fuck a black man on our marital bed?" I took her wine glass and downed the rest of it in practically one gulp. I blindly sat it on a side table next to us as she cupped my erection through my pants.

"Mmmmm, yes, sweetie." She moaned as she moved in to kiss me. I pushed her back into the sliding door and started forcefully removing her blouse.

"Oh!" She gasped. I pressed against her, attacking her neck with kisses as I finished removing her blouse. I rubbed and kneaded her soft breasts over her bra with my hands.

I reached behind her and unhooked her bra. "It turns me on so fucking much to know my wife is not only thinking about big black cock all the time, but already knows which black man she's going to fuck already," I growled. I tossed her bra away and attacked her nipples with my lips.

"Yes, sweetie oh... Yes!" I heard Leah gasp above me. I suckled at a nipple and she ran her fingers through my hair in response. "Yes, sweetie. I can't stand not knowing anymore. I need to know what it's like to be fucked by black men, I need big black cock, baby. Ever since we watched your interracial porn I... I need it, baby. I need Kivon's black cock... Please forgive me."

"I want you to have his black cock too, baby," I said into her other nipple, taking it into my mouth. I wrapped my hot tongue around her nipple ring and tugged.

"It worries me though, baby. This can be dangerous don't you think? I don't want this to ruin what we built together... Our marriage." Her voice had a hint of real concern. A concern that I had as well, but all I cared about was satiating my addiction. Fuck the red flags.

"Do you love me, Leah?" I looked up at her.

"Of course I do, Jim!" She slapped my shoulder. "But you know how I get, I'm a sex addict... I get carried away sometimes... I need you to bring me down to earth if I go too far."

"We won't let it go too far, baby. I love you and you love me. I think it will make our marriage even better." I rolled her nipples with my thumbs and lightly squeezed them. "Hotter."

She bit her lip but still looked down at me with a concerned expression. "Oh, honey... But I could never stand for you to sleep with other girls... I just couldn't."

"And I wouldn't. I only want you to have black cock, baby." I stood back up and kissed her with passion. She melted into me, dr****g her arms around my neck.

"I can't wait to be a black cock slut for you, sweetie," she said between kisses. I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.

The following day I was mowing the yard, trying to listen to music on my headphones over the deafening noise of the lawn mower engine. Doing long menial tasks like this always left me with nothing much to do but think, and all I could think about was Leah and Kivon.

I pushed through more tall grass near the fence and caught sight of a mangy dog digging furiously at something on the other side. None of our neighbors had any dogs as far as I knew, must be a stray. I kept mowing past it, hoping it wouldn't try and jump the fence after me.

I gave up trying to hear my music and yanked off my headphones. It was too hot and it was just making my ears sweaty. I thought about how my wife still had his number saved on her phone, and was ready to call him that very night. It was cute, but it also should have been worrying. At least normally it would have been, but I wanted her to want him, I wanted my wife to have this affair. Deep down I was glad she liked him all this time, she secretly had a thing for a black man.

I came to the end of the yard and made another mechanical turn. I stared ahead at our large back yard as I crossed it yet again. Plenty of space for a pool someday. I thought of Leah in a skimpy two piece bathing suit, sunbathing by this pool. Her muscular black boyfriend rubbing suntan lotion on her back.

Slap

I swatted a buzzing mosquito from my face. It left a smear of bright red blood on my palm. I wiped it off on my pants in disgust and continued mowing. Annoying creatures, I wouldn't mind them going extinct. The mower suddenly sputtered and died.

"Fucking thing!" I spit in frustration. I pulled on the cord trying to get it started again. The small engine clicked and sputtered some more, refusing to start. I sighed and wiped my sweaty brow. I must of flooded it or something I guessed. Another mosquito buzzed my ear causing me to automatically slap myself. "Fuck off!" I seethed waving in the air like a mental patient.

I sighed and surveyed what was left of the yard to mow when something caught my eye. Someone was watching me through the window of the next door neighbor's house. I squinted my eyes to see better but I could only see their silhouette. That wasn't right though, they had all moved out months ago.

I gave an awkward wave and decided to call it a day.

I grabbed a cold beer from the fridge. It was about time Leah would be home from the gym. I had noticed she started going more often after we started watching the interracial porn together. I wondered if it was related. I started to grow an erection as I thought maybe she was getting ready and in shape for her future black lovers. She was training her body for B.B.C. I resisted the urge to masturbate and finished my beer.

As I swallowed the last of my refreshing drink, Leah burst through the door, covered in sweat of her own from the workout.

"Hey sweetie, I'm home," she called, tossing the car keys in the trey on the counter. I got up and hugged her close. "Woe honey, I'm gross right now!" She squirmed in my arms.

"So am I, babe." I pulled her back to me and gave her a kiss. She melted into me, pressing her sweaty body into mine. She had a potent smell, but it just turned me on more.

"Lets go shower then." She giggled taking my hand and lead me upstairs.

Later in the shower I came up behind her and kissed her neck as I soaped up her perky little tits with my hands. My erection hot dogged between her tight butt cheeks. She was becoming noticeably more toned and fit from all the working out at the gym.

"You are so sexy, you know that? Are you getting all fit for your black lover?"

She sighed at my touch."Yes baby, I want to look good for him."

I shielded her from the water and soaped her belly and then down lower. I rubbed the soap into a bubbly froth onto her pussy and then slowly penetrated her with two fingers.

"Ohhh... Sweetie..." she said to me in a drawn out sigh.

I pistoned two of my fingers in opposite directions, trying to rub at her g-spot. She reached behind me and took hold of my hard cock in her soapy palm.

"Getting your body all prepped to take that B.B.C.?" I growled in her ear.

"Oh yes. Yes I want to be ready to take it, sweetie."

She suddenly positioned my hard dick into her behind, and pushed back. I felt my cock enter her molten wet pussy.

"Fuck me, baby. Fuck your slut wife." She gasped as I pushed her against the tile wall and slowly pumped her soapy cunt from behind.

"Oh yes, yes... Yes fuck me fuck me!"

I braced my hands onto the wall next to her own hands and fucked her hard and fast. The sound of our connecting flesh grew louder than the shower water.

"Oh, Kivon!" I heard her cry in pleasure. Her words drove me over the edge and I came inside her.

"Oh fuck baby, fuck!" I gasped as my cock continued to inject her with my sperm. With my balls empty, I kept sawing my spent cock in and out of her pussy. After a few minutes Leah began to violently tremble back against me in her own powerful orgasm.

"Oh, Kivon! Kivon!" she cried into the wall.

The next day me and Leah went to our favorite coffee shop. We were both coffee addicts and this place made the best brew in town. They also had amazing pastries, but Leah stayed away from them this time. She wanted to watch her figure.

"What do you think about a pool?" I asked with a grin as I sipped my cup of joe, "there's plenty of room, might be nice to be able to go for a dip in the summer eh?"

"A pool huh?" She raised an eyebrow at me. "Sure you're just not trying to get out of mowing the yard?" she giggled and took a sip of her own coffee.

"Ha ha but really. Could be nice, right?" I persisted. Leah rolled her eyes and smiled at her coffee cup.

"I guess so honey, I could see the appeal. It would give me an excuse to get some new swim suits," she laughed.

"Oooo sounds like a plan!" I grinned rubbing my hands together.

Leah sighed dreamily. "Remember when we first met?"

"How could I forget!" I smirked. "It was the best day of art class ever, getting to draw you nude."

Leah dropped her voice to a whisper. "It was supposed to be Sarah that day, instead of me."

I nearly spat out my coffee. "Really? I didn't know that."

She nodded her head and smiled. "Mmhmm. I switched places with her at the last second because I knew you were going to be there."

"That's one way to get a guy's attention." I beamed.

She shook her head at me. "You were too chicken to ask me out! I had to get your attention somehow."

"You definitely got it, babe."

After our coffee we strolled through our favorite park and watched the ducks again. Some k**s were trying to fly some kites this time but were not having much luck, not enough wind. We eventually found our familiar bench we liked to end our walk on and took a seat.

I cuddled my wife close and we briefly kissed. We sat there quietly for a long moment staring off onto the artificial lake before us.

"I love you, Leah. I always will, you know that right?" I said to her softly. I felt Leah rest her face against my shoulder snuggling into me closer.

"I love you too, Jim. You are stuck with me mister." She snuggled even tighter into my side.

I felt my heart burst with love for her. She was truly the best thing to ever happen to me and here I was letting my dark addiction push her into the arms of another man. Not only that but I had passed my kink to her like a filthy S.T.D. Maybe this was the moment I should put a stop to it? I should just snap out of it and cancel everything. It's not too late. This is the perfect time to just call it all off.

"I'm ready," Leah said, interrupting my thoughts. "I want to call Kivon now."

I got an instant erection, and a deep yearning inside inflamed my soul. I felt light headed. This dark addiction of mine willed me on much like it apparently swayed my wife. I couldn't bring myself to speak as she pulled at my hand, wanting me to follow her home.

"Come on lets go, I can't wait to call him,"she giggled excitedly, "I'm so nervous."

She needed to get home as soon as possible so she could call the black man she wanted to fuck in front of me with.

The walk home felt like an eternity. Time seemed to have slowed to a crawl as I marched to what felt like my doom. And I embraced that doom like a junkie shooting up his veins. I couldn't stop this even if I wanted to.

We made our way to the living room and I lovingly embraced Leah from behind as she dialed Kivon on her cell. She had it on speaker so I could hear the ringing echo throughout the room breaking the deafening silence. With each ring I could feel her excited heart beats against my chest matching my own. I lightly kissed her neck as I heard a deep voice answer on the other line.

"Yo? Who this?"

"Uh, H-hey," my wife nervously spoke, "Kivon? It's me, Leah. We used to work together at Voyage Holdings, remember?"

Leah stepped away and turned facing me but looking at the floor. Her cute face was flushed pink.

"Oh! I couldn't forget you even if I tried, babygirl! How you doin?" His deep, baritone voice seemed excited.

"Oh... hehe, um." Leah squirmed and turned away from me while playing with her hair and looking up at nothing. "Well I'm doing good, how about you?"

"I'm good, I'm good! You soundin' sexy as ever! What can I do for you?"

My wife plopped down on the couch and leaned into the cushions, a huge grin on her perfect face.

"Well..." Leah began as she glanced up at me, "if I remember correctly...You gave me your number to call if I ever changed my mind so..." Leah bit her bottom lip while keeping eye contact with me. "I changed my mind."

I felt my dick grow painfully hard and my heart thudded through my chest.

"Damn! I feel you, baby! Never thought I'd hear back from you," his voice boomed.

I felt light headed and had to sit. I found myself sitting directly on the floor looking up at my wife talk on the phone to her future lover. She started to nervously fidget with her skirt.

"Surprise! Hehe." Leah giggled like a school girl. "I was such a bitch to you back then, I hope you can forgive me." She pouted her lips. "You were so sweet to me, I feel so bad about it."

"Naw girl! It's all good! You are just so damn hot, I couldn't help myself!" Leah giggled again and recrossed her legs. She briefly glanced down at me then swiped across the phone turning off the speaker mode.

"Oh Kivon, if I could go back I'd slap myself for being so rude to you. I really want to make it up to you." She looked down at me and gave me a 'shoo' motion with her hand. "Yeah I had it on speaker by mistake, sorry!" She turned to her side and laid down on the couch looking up at the ceiling. "Hehehe you are so bad...No! You did?"

I made my way to the kitchen, I needed a drink. I wish I could hear what they were talking about but I didn't want to ruin things and scare Kivon off. It was probably for the best, plus I found it kind of hot that she was having her own private conversation with him. The more she talked with him the more comfortable she seemed to be. I heard her reminisce with him about old times, but I could only hear her side of the conversation, so I couldn't quite piece it all together.

"Good night, Kivon." I heard her say as she stepped into the kitchen. She leaped into my arms and kissed me hard on the mouth. I could feel her shivering with excitement.

"Oh my god, Jim." Leah pulled back, looking up at me with her electric blue eyes. "Sorry we talked for so long, he's just so fun to talk to. I had forgotten how funny he is!"

I felt pangs of jealousy mixed with extreme horniness. For the rest of the night she couldn't stop talking about him. It was like she was having that familiar new relationship rush, but it was with another man instead of me.

It was like the floodgates had opened up after that. Every single day Leah was either chatting to Kivon on the phone or texting him. It didn't matter if we were eating dinner, sitting together on the couch to watch television or laying in bed, she was on that phone with him, usually texting. Whenever that familiar sounding chime came from her cell indicating an incoming text she would quickly stop what ever she was doing, even if she was in mid conversation with me, to read it and reply back.

One night as we cuddled on the couch to watch a movie, I heard her phone chime. I tried to look at what they were texting about but she pulled away, hiding her phone from my view.

"Babe, no. No snooping! We are just talking."

"Oh come on, Leah. What are you talking about?" I pulled her back next to me and put my arm around her shoulder. I heard her giggle and quickly type out another text.

"Babe?" I asked.

"I'm learning so much about him!" she beamed. We were completely ignoring the movie now. "I told him you were okay with us being friends, and maybe more... hehe." She tapped away at her phone again.

"You did? He's cool with it?" I slowly peaked over and got a brief glance at her phone screen, my heart stopped at what I saw. A closeup of what must of been kivon's massive black cock. It hung down limp but it looked at least three times as big as mine was hard. My wife was staring at his huge, black cock right next to me. I heard her give off a soft sigh and put down her phone.

"Oh yeah, he's cool." She yawned. "I'm really tired sweetie, I'm gonna head to bed, but you can finish the movie without me, kay?"

Before I could answer she kissed me on the forehead and sauntered up stairs leaving me alone.

After work the next day I caught Leah in our bedroom wearing her sexy pink lingerie, snapping pics of herself with her phone. She was posing against the bed post, trying to photograph her reflection in the nearby dresser mirror. I cleared my throat catching her attention.

"Oh! Jim!" She gasped in surprise.

"Let me help you with that, baby," I said as I took her phone from her and stepped back, lining up the shot. Leah gave me a devilish grin and went back into her pose, this time perking her sexy little booty up higher.

"Get a good shot of my ass, I couldn't quite get it myself." She perked her butt up higher while looking over her shoulder at me.

"Christ, you're sexy," I said as I snapped a few pics.

"Kivon's an ass man. I want to show him what I got." She crawled up on the bed on all fours, sticking her ass up. "He loves doggy."

I could practically see her cute little anus and pussy lips peaking out from behind her thong. I snapped more pics mechanically, I wanted to give Kivon a show. Before I could finish taking the pics, her phone buzzed indicating a new text.

I quickly swiped to it seeing an attached pic from Kivon. He was sitting in a chair completely nude with his legs spread. His very thick cock in his hand, fully hard and dripping precum. The accompanying text read:

U ready 2 get your white pussy stretched?

I froze in a cold sweat as I stared at the screen. My fingers seemed to have a mind of their own as I picked out the lewdest pic I had just taken of Leah and smashed send. She snatched the phone from me and looked at the screen, biting her lip.

"Holy fuck... He's so jacked." She started rubbing her her pussy as she stared at Kivon's picture. "God damn he's so fucking hot." She flicked through her phone for another moment and then turned to me. "You sent him a pic already."

I nodded to her mechanically.

She leaned into me and cupped my hard penis through my pants. "You sent him the best one, sweetie," she said as she nuzzled my ear. I felt her lightly squeeze my dick. "I hope he likes it."

We started kissing and removing my clothes until I only had briefs on. Before she could remove them I pulled her to me and tasted her tongue one last time before gently pushing her away.

"Leah?" I looked into her crystal blue eyes. She seemed confused as to why I stopped.

"Yes sweetie? What is it?" She ran her hands down my chest and over my stomach. I swallowed hard trying to keep my composure.

"Leah. I want to do it on our wedding anniversary. I want that to be when you meet Kivon. I think you'd want that too."

My erection was suddenly poking her belly through my underwear. Leah trembled when I said it but looked concerned. Her fingers stopped moving over me as if time stopped.

"But that's our special day, Jim," she said as she searched my face. "Our special day, don't you want me on that day?"

I gently kissed her red lips and then looked into her eyes. "It is our special day, Leah. That's why I think Kivon should have you then." My fingers trembled as I held her to me. "It's the perfect day for you to have your first black man, baby. I can't explain why, but as much as I want to be with just you on that day, it turns me on beyond belief if you were with him instead..."

Her bottom lip trembled a bit. I could tell the idea secretly turned her on. Would she admit it?

"I don't know, sweetie...I...well..." her cheeks were flushed red and she was breathing hard. I ran my fingers down her body until I found her soaking wet pussy. I rubbed it gently over her panties. She was absolutely dripping wet.

"Don't you want a big black cock for your anniversary present, baby?" I whispered to her as I rubbed her pussy. She clung to me hard and moaned in response.

"Yes baby, Oh yes! I want Kivon's fat black cock inside me on our day!" Leah cried as she pulled me to the bed. She yanked my underwear down and crawled on top of me. I started roughly ripping her lingerie off and tossed it aside. Her expression was of pure lust.

"You're such a perv, I love it," she said, biting my lip as we kissed. "I can't wait to be his slut."

I pushed her up breaking our kiss and looked at her seriously.

"Do something for me, baby. I want you to treat Kivon as your husband instead of me. I want to see you two spend the day like you were married. Treat me like a third wheel, a room mate. Spend the whole weekend with him!" Precum oozed from my bobbing and twitching cock, splashing on to her.

Leah started grinding her pussy on my hard cock."Fuck baby, really?"

"Please do that for me?" I asked holding her hips still.

Leah's eyes gave a hurt expression while her mouth hung open in pure lust."Yes baby, I will. Kivon will be my husband instead of you. I can't wait to have a black husband."

"Yes, I love it," I replied. Her words almost made me cum without touching my cock! Leah quickly gripped my dick and lined herself up, ready to engulf it with her hot, wet cunt. Just as I felt the tip touch her wet folds I got another hot idea. It was a dark, kinky idea that made my heart beat even faster and almost made me cum on the spot.

"Wait!" I grabbed her hips and pulled her forward. She sat on my stomach leaving my hard cock untouched and throbbing behind her ass.

"Baby, what?" she grunted in disappointment.

"Lets wait, baby. I want you to wait for your black husband to fuck you."

"Wha?" She looked so confused, her cheeks were burning red and her pussy was dripping like a faucet. Suddenly realization hit her face as she put together what I just said.

"I want you to wait for him, baby. We shouldn't have any sex until he's had you first. Just think how horny for him you will be."

I couldn't believe I just said that to her. I just asked her to not have sex with me! Why did that turn me on so much? A look of confused pain and lust twisted her face as she started rubbing her pussy into my stomach like she was going to hurt herself.

"Gawd that's so... so... Oh f-fuck." She started squeezing her own tits and looked up at the ceiling closing her eyes. She moved a hand to her pussy and started rubbing her clit.

"I thought that..." She looked down at me with lust filled eyes. "I thought about that but it'd be too crazy... so wrong..."

"So right..." I was on fire with lust.

"Oh Jim, that's so hot." Leah nodded her head to me. "But I don't know if I can wait that long, baby."

I ran my hands up to her breasts and squeezed them."You can do it, baby. It will be so hot and rewarding. No sex until you have had black cock inside you."

"Are you sure?" She asked, biting her lip. Her fingers were rubbing her clit faster and faster.

"Y-yes. Yes! Wait for him, baby! Wait to be blacked by a real man."

I felt her hand grip my hard cock, it was wet from her juices. She was reaching behind herself while she frigged her clit with her other hand. I moaned at her touch. I was going to burst at any moment from all this hot talk.

"That's right, a real man," she said in a sharp tone looking down at me. She started jerking my hard dick matching the same speed that she rubbed her pussy. Faster and faster.

"Only big black cocks in my white pussy." I could see her arm moving up and down on my dick behind her. My dick felt amazing. I was seconds away from an epic orgasm.

"Yes, baby! Make me wait! Save yourself for your black husband!" I groaned in erotic pleasure as rope after rope of my hot cum shot from my cock as Leah milked it with her hand. I gasped out loud, the neighbors probably thought I was being murdered but I didn't care. I felt it sprinkle and spatter my thighs as I shuddered. I lifted my hips impotently as if trying to fuck a ghost.

"OH GAWD! Kivon OH, Kivon! I'll wait for you, Kivon I'll w-waiiiit!" Leah screamed at the ceiling in a powerful earth shattering orgasm of her own. Her whole body shook and vibrated as she desperately ground her pussy against my stomach and her hand.

After only two days we were both on edge. No sex of any kind on top of the anticipation of our anniversary plans had us both in a constant state of arousal. We still had three more days to go and I was hoping Leah would be so horny she wouldn't get cold feet and back out. It was a silly precaution though because at this point it seemed like she was just as turned on and excited to fuck Kivon as I was for her.

I was sitting on the couch browsing some cuckold porn on my phone. The husband had a cock cage on and his pretty red head wife was locking it with a key and grinning. It looked painful, having your erection constrained like that. I couldn't imagine using one of those, but my cock was rock hard. I wondered if Leah would enjoy locking me up while she was with her lover? Would I enjoy it? Feeling pain on the inside and the outside but also pleasure at being cuckolded.

Leah interrupted my dark reverie.

"Babe, lets go shopping," she said smiling down at me as she pulled the car keys out of her purse.

The sky was a downcast gray as we got inside the car. I could smell that earthy 'gonna rain soon' smell.

"Let's go to the outlet," Leah said casually as she texted on her phone.

I set the car into gear and we were off to her favorite outlet mall down town. The shops there were expensive but she loved the clothes. Expensive taste, but I loved treating my Leah. As we drove down the highway the rain really began to pick up into a deafening roar. I switched the wipers to full blast so I could see.

"Jesus, Can barely see a thing," I muttered.

"Jim, don't drive too fast!"Leah gripped the door handle. She could be a nervous passenger sometimes.

We eventually made it to the mall, and I carefully turned the car into the parking lot. It wasn't too crowded thankfully, but the front parking spots were all taken.

"Hey, Leah. I'll pull up and let you out so you don't get soaked."

"Oh, thanks," she said without looking my way, still typing out a text to Kivon I assumed. I let her out and then found a parking spot.

"Fuck me." The umbrella must have been in Leah's purse. I scanned the flooding parking lot to see the quickest route to run. Shit! I lost site of her. I think she went into the shoe store right?

A blinding flash of white filled my vision followed by a crackling explosion, vibrating the entire car. "Shit!" I exclaimed bumping my head. The lightning was close.

"Fuck it!" I leaped out of the car and made a run for it as I was pelted by the unrelenting rain.

I dashed through the shoe shops front entrance, escaping the storm outside. The cool, air-conditioned air felt extra cold on my wet skin. My clothes felt soaked and clung to me, dripping on the floor.

I looked around all the isles for Leah. She wasn't here? Just stacks of boxes filled with various shoes and boots. Many dazzling, expensive boots and high heels on display tables. Hefty price tags attached to all of them.

"Leah?" I called out. All I could hear was the soft roar of the rain outside pelting the roof.

I kept looking around, Not only was Leah not there, No one was. Even the register was unattended. I shrugged and pulled out my phone and gave Leah a quick text.

Which store did you go in?

I casually leaned against the front door and looked out, surveying the parking lot. It was filling up almost like a small lake. My phone chimed.

Ting Ting!

In Club Coco 4 dress

Club Coco was two buildings down. I didn't want to get any further drenched though. I opened the front door of the shoe shop and peaked ahead, looking for a dry spot, any kind of shelter to run to. There was a small overhang in between the next two buildings, right by a small alleyway. I ran for it, and made it without getting much wetter. That's when I noticed.

"Fuck." I cursed out loud. The entrance to Club Coco was on the opposite side. I'd have to run all the way around the block and get drenched.

I let out a deep sigh and glanced through the small alleyway. It was dark and filled with trash cans and clutter, but I could see the back entrance to the buildings. A short cut! I was in luck. I could cut straight through and avoid most of the rain thanks to the small overhang that lined the alleyway.

I carefully stepped into the pathway, watching my step so that I wouldn't trip over any trash. It was dark so I used my phone's light to see the ground.

As I neared the end of the alleyway a smell wafted through me out of nowhere. It was a sickening sweetness. Like rotting meat with a hint of perfume. Something foul in one of these garbage cans I assumed. I got out to the edge as quickly as I could when I heard a crunch behind me.

I craned my head back to see a figure slowly rising from behind a rusted garbage can. It was strangely thin and bent wrong as it raised what looked like its head up to look at me. I stumbled backwards into the rain in shock, my heart was beating a mile a minute.

The silhouette seemed to be moving faster through the alleyway towards me and that's when I turned and ran the rest of the way to the dress store. I didn't look back again until I made it to the door, trying to catch my breath.

No one was behind me. Just a few cars and a flooding parking lot. I didn't know what the fuck that was, some d**g addict bum? To think I walked right by it. I shivered and entered the building, it was time to find Leah and make a mental note not to cut through creepy alleyways.

I found Leah looking at a black dress.

"Leah!" I managed to call to her, still trying to catch my breath.

"Jim! There you are. Oh my you're soaked!" she said, shaking her head at me. "Poor baby. You're going to catch a cold doing that."

"Yeah, Thought you were in the shoe store." I sighed running my hand through my wet hair. Leah smiled and turned back to the dress, lifting it off the hangar.

"Come on, you," she said as she took me by the hand. Leah was on the hunt for a sexy dress for her date. And just like that I was back in the game. It felt so arousing to help my wife pick out a dress for another man.

"What about this one?" Leah asked me as she modeled the dress. It was a black mini summer dress. It clung to her body revealing every sexy curve. She grinned at me through the show mirror's reflection.

"You look gorgeou in all of them." I got up and held her to me.

"So this is the one? I really want you to pick the dress, sweetie. I want you to pick the dress for my date." She gently kissed my cheek. "That gets you hot, right?"

"Y-yeah. I like that one. It's perfect, baby." My erection was leaving an obscene tent in my pants. Leah ran her hands gently up my shoulders and looked down at my erection.

"You do like it." She smiled looking back up at me. "I read about this on one of those websites you look at," she said.

"You did?" How much research has she been doing anyway?

"I think it's hot too." She gave me a quick peck on the lips. "Now lets pick out something to go under this!" She giggled and trotted back to the dressing room.

I sat back down to wait but Leah was already back over to me and pulled me into the dressing room, giggling like a school girl. Two other women nearby gave us funny looks as we slipped inside.

"You're gonna get us kicked out!" I laughed.

"Shhh!" She giggled as she stripped. I peaked through the door crack to see if anyone was coming. The two women walked off, I didn't see any employees nearby. Hopefully they didn't leave to go tattle on us.

"Well?" I heard her say. I turned around to see her wearing a sexy black two piece lingerie and performed a little spin for me, wiggling her tight booty. The lingerie barely covered anything.

I leaned back into the door and drank in the sight. "Wow. You are the sexiest woman alive. I love those."

Leah turned back around and hypnotically swayed her ass at me.

"Not you." She wore a naughty smile and looked at me coyly in the reflection. "My black lover." She ran her hands over her ass and up her sides. "Will he love me in them?"

Her words chilled a deep thrilling angst inside me. "Y-yes, Leah. He's gonna love them too. I promise."

"I can't fucking wait." She closed her eyes and ran her hands over her butt cheeks and slowly parted them."Can you, Jim? Don't you want to see his beautiful black body holding me down, taking me from behind?"

Leah spun back around and leaned into the mirror, running her fingers over her mostly exposed breasts and let out a soft moan.

"Yes," I groaned as I rubbed my own erection over my pants. "I want to see it."

Suddenly I heard the door next to us slam closed, someone was right next to us! I could hear the woman rifling through whatever clothing she brought in there with her.

Leah grinned at me as she slid her hand down her panties and began rubbing her pussy.

"Don't you want to see a black man making love to your wife?" she said extra loud. The woman next to us was silent after that, You could hear a pin drop. Leah smiled into a wide grin still fingering herself.

"Fuck yes!" I answered out loud.

Leah smiled and then sucked her wet fingers clean. She quickly got dressed and I purchased the dress and lingerie for her. I never did see the woman next door to us come out, but I could only imagine what she was thinking!

As we were leaving the store, Leah pulled out the umbrella from her purse.

"Here, lets share this time," she said and then unfolded it above her head.

On our way to the car I never did see the strange 'bum' again. Just rain and more rain.

When we got home Leah was back on the phone with Kivon nonstop. I wanted to keep treating her so I made spaghetti for dinner and called to her. "Sweetheart, I made dinner."

"Kay. I'll eat mine by the tv."she said casually as she went right back into her conversation with Kivon.

All her attention was for Kivon. It was like I barely existed to her when she was talking to him. The jealousy was there but it also turned me on. It shouldn't but it did. She never joined me in bed that night, I got up and found her asleep on the couch, still clutching the phone in her little hand.

For the next three days Leah was constantly on the phone with Kivon. Her affection was all reserved for him, and she barely even talked to me. It was usually curt, quick responses or one word replies. It hurt but it still turned me on in a weird way.

Did she know or was she oblivious?

The lack of sex or even touching was a constant turn on but left me craving her body every minute of the day. I had to take constant masturbation breaks to the bathroom, or look at my interracial porn videos. My Leah was completely off limits by my own choice. I really was a cuckold. I loved it.

"F-fuck..." I grunted as I jerked my hard cock over the toilet bowl. I was looking at an interracial porn video on my phone in my free hand. Three beautiful white girls were getting pounded doggy style by three big black studs at the same time. I wished Leah was one of them.

I fisted my dick faster and faster. I needed to cum, But I knew I'd never be satisfied. I'd never be until I saw my darling sweet Leah finally blacked. I stared at the huge glistening black cocks pounding into the white girls tight little pussies. They moaned in unison to the trio of invading cocks. I felt myself getting close.

"Oh, Oh... Yes. I'm a c-cuckold. I'm a fucking cuckold..." I groaned as I jerked my cock from root to stem. "I'm Leah's cuckold!"

I grunted one last time as I looked up at the ceiling in intense pleasure as my shameful orgasm rocked my body. Splash after splash of my cum landed into the water of the toilet bowl below me.

After I cleaned up and left the bathroom I noticed Leah walking by grinning at me. Had she heard me? I looked back at my phone. Strange as it may be I was determined to record my white wife being fucked by a black man.

I woke up the next day to find myself alone in my bed again. I sighed and got up only to realize today was the day. It was out anniversary! Before I could do anything else I heard my phone chime.

Ting Ting!

I checked my phone to see I just received a text from Leah.

Sorry couldn't have brkfst with u, needed to hrry for work. Will b home early 4 date with Kivon. Happy anniversary Jim! Xoxoxo

I let out a long sigh and went to go splash water on my face. This was really happening and I couldn't be more excited or nervous. I had to get a grip, My emotions were all over the place. I thought about calling in for work but I knew that would be a bad idea. I needed to occupy my mind until tonight. At least I had to try.

I got dressed, ate breakfast even though I wasn't hungry at all, and made my way to the car. I sat in the drivers seat and stared into the garage in front of me. I let out another long winded sigh."Fuck this." I seethed and called in sick.

The day dragged on and on. I couldn't concentrate on anything. I didn't dare jerk off or look at any porn. I made sure my phone was charged and ready so that I could record the action. I made up the bedroom and got the wine and glasses out. I was a nervous wreck. I collapsed on the couch and rubbed my eyes. Tonight was the night. The anniversary to end all anniversary's.

"I'm home! Taking a bath!" I hear Leah call out. Leah! I race back up stairs to catch her, but she was already in the shower. I gave the door a few knocks.

"Leah, baby?"

"You can come in." I heard her say. I felt elated as I stepped inside.

She opened the curtains revealing her face. "Come help wash me for my date with my man," she said, disappearing back into the shower. I quickly shed my clothes and climbed inside behind her.

God she was beautiful standing there naked in front of me, water running down her perfect body. It was such a hot thrill to wash her body knowing tonight it would be entangled with a black man. I leaned in close behind her and pressed my lips on her shoulder as I reached for her tummy. She smelled so good. I missed her touch, her kiss.

Leah pulled away sharply "Lets keep it pg-13 okay, Jim? I belong to Kivon tonight you know." She kept looking forward as she cleaned the front of her body with her loofah.

"S-sorry babe. I'm try-"

"Your dick is touching me Jim. Move back a little." Leah interrupted me.

"Oh. Uh. Sorry." I took a step back. I continued washing her.

She turned her head at me and spoke louder over the shower water."Maybe you should wear your swim trunks or something. Go put them on okay?"

I felt my chest sink into my stomach. At that moment the angst really hit me. Did she really want me to wear that in the shower? She didn't want my white dick to touch her? I felt my erection grow to full mast poking her butt cheek.

"Out Jim! Go change or just wait for me." Leah sighed in annoyance as she shuffled forward away from me further into the spray of the shower.

I could of swore I saw a smirk on her lips but I wasn't sure. Was this part of the game? My cock throbbed. I got out and raced to find any shorts I could grab and then slipped back into the shower as quickly as I could. My heart was beating through my chest and I was breathing hard. I heard her giggle.

"Now finish my back and get me nice and clean for my man," she said as she shampooed her hair.

After the shower she instructed me to sit on the toilet and watch her shave her legs.

She gazed over at me "Hey. Jim?"

"Y-yeah sweetheart?" I was transfixed by her. By this whole situation.

"You can masturbate if you want. I don't mind." She carefully ran the razor down her leg.

I fell to my knees staring at my Leah's long bare legs and gripped by hard cock and started to tug and pull.

"Oh Leah..." I sighed. I fisted my hard white penis to her shaving those gorgeous legs. My pace quickened, I pumped my dick faster and faster. I was too turned on by the whole thing. She was finally going to be blacked. My god...

Leah watched me masturbate and grinned. "Do you like my legs Jim? Do you think Kivon will like them?"

"Yeah, baby. He's going to love them."

"I can't wait to wrap them around my black boyfriend's waist while he makes love to me."

"F-FUCK Yes oh Leah! Leah, baby" I moaned as I shot a blast of cum onto the side of the bathtub and onto the tiled floor. It just kept coming. "Uh, Oh oh." I pumped and pumped until a puddle of my white jism lay wasted on the cold floor, waiting to be wiped away and thrown in the trash.

"Better clean that mess up." Leah said as she rinsed the last of the shaving cream off her legs.

I wiped it up with some toilet paper and tossed it into the waste basket. I stared at it for a moment. I was a cuckold. Or was about to become one and that was where my cum belonged. Not in or on my Leah. It belonged in the trash. She needed a black mans cum. Not mine. My penis rose to full erection at my dark thoughts.

"Tonight Kivon's going to stretch my tight white pussy with his big black cock," Leah announced behind me interrupting my thoughts. "And cum inside me." My cock twitched and bounced.

"C-cum inside you?" I stuttered.

"I want him to fill my womb with his cum," Leah said.

"I want that too, sweetheart." I heard myself say.

Leah got out of the bath and I helped towel dry her and lovingly rubbed scented cream on her skin. I sat back and stared at her as she continued getting ready for her date, fixing her hair, applying makeup, the works. It was really hot seeing my wife prepare herself for a date with another man. Especially a black man. She looked at me through the reflection of the mirror as she applied some eyeliner.

"Did you like preparing me?" she asked me before starting on the other eye. "I read about that too. It gets you hot?"

"Y-yeah, it's really hot." I managed to say. I was so hard and so turned on. She really was doing research on this whole thing wasn't she?

"Good. I like you preparing me for dates. We should make it a thing."

My wife was finally ready. She looked drop dead gorgeous, I couldn't believe I was handing her off to another man. I had made reservations at the Riviera, the very restaurant I had proposed to her at. I hadn't told her but I even reserved the same table, I couldn't help myself.

The car ride was quiet. There wasn't much else to say, I was taking my wife on a date with another man, on our anniversary no less. I pulled up to the front of the restaurant to let Leah out. She slowly started to get out of the car but hesitated a moment.

"Jim, You will be okay?" she asked, not directly looking at me.

"Yeah, baby. Go... Go to him and have a nice time."

She smiled. "I'll text you when to pick me up, kay?" And then she stepped out and was gone.

I scanned the front as I slowly drove away and caught a glimpse of a tall, well built black man in a dapper suit walking up to Leah. I watched through the rear view mirror as they came together and embraced.

My heart was beating hard. I slammed on the brakes and kept looking. I watched as Kivon leaned down to kiss a beaming Leah on the cheek. Their first kiss. It was brief but made everything real. Before I knew it they were walking arm in arm into the restaurant and out of sight.


I drove for what seemed like hours through the city. The night was cool and the sky was clear. The light pollution still hid most of the stars but I could clearly see the moon shining down on me in all its full glory. It was me and Leah's wedding anniversary and I had just dropped her off for a date with another man. I wondered what her reaction would be when she realized I had reserved them the same table that I had proposed to her at?

I saw the outlet mall as I continued down the road. It looked closed, parking lot bare. I gave it one last glance in the rear mirror as it disappeared in the distance. I swear I could smell that stench again. It gave me a sick feeling. It was the kind of smell you never forget.

Ting Ting!

Ting Ting!

I came to a stop at a red light and checked my cell phone. My wife had left me a few texts.

He got me red roses!

We r rdy 4 pckup <3

They had finished their date, they were ready. Was I?

HONK HONK

The car behind me honked their horn. The light was green.

"Yeah yeah," I grumbled at the impatient driver.

I took an extra long moment to stick it to them, and then stepped on the gas. I swerved around doing an i*****l U-turn and headed back to the Riviera. I was white knuckling the wheel, my nerves were shot. I felt like I was driving through a dark tunnel where nothing else around me mattered. I floored it. I couldn't hear my car's engine over my own thudding heart.

When I pulled the car to the front of the restaurant I spotted Leah and Kivon waiting by the front doors. Leah was holding a bouquet of red roses and leaning into the tall black man and smiling. Kivon was whispering something to her and she was slowly nodding her head and blushing.

I stopped the car, unlocked the doors and waited for them like a good chauffeur. Leah held Kivon's hand, caressing his black fingers with her white fingers and then stood on her tippy toes to give him a long passionate kiss. It seemed like it was all in slow motion, I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

They broke off their kiss, taking a moment to smile and gaze longingly at each other. Kivon gently put his arm around Leah and led her into the backseat of the car.

"This is my husband, Jim." I heard Leah announce as they got settled in the back seat.

I wasn't sure what to do, I felt kind of awkward but my instinct was to just go for a hand shake? I turned back and held out my hand.

Kivon gripped it with his large meaty paw, shaking it once and nodded at me."Hey man, you really coo wit this?"

I just stared at them. Seeing my wife on a loving date with a black man, right in front of me. He put his arm around Leah and she leaned into him, giggling. He chuckled toward Leah then glanced back at me.

"Yo man, no disrespect. I ain't judgin' or nothin. I'm coo if you coo."

"Y-yeah, I'm cool. It's all cool. Just be good to my wife," I stammered as I turned back to the wheel and set the car in drive. I heard Leah giggle again and the wet smacking sound of kissing.

"Aw yeah, I'm gonna be real good to her, real good," Kivon said followed by more kissing sounds.

I glanced in the rear mirror at them, their faces pressed together. His black lips on my wife's delicate pink lips. His big black hands running up and down her thighs. My dick was rock hard and straining in my pants. I adjusted myself and drove us straight home. When we arrived they were already out of the car and laughing together. Kivon had his arms around Leah's waist kissing her neck as she fumbled with her purse looking for the house keys.

"I got it," I told her as I unlocked the door with my own pair.

They rushed past me as if I wasn't even there, laughing and kissing. I closed the door with a shaky hand and turned to see Leah leap into Kivon's strong arms, kissing him with a fiery passion I hadn't seen in her before. She had dropped her roses, purse and coat on the floor. She only cared about one thing.

"Upstairs," Leah gasped quickly between kisses, "now."

Kivon held her up by her tight ass and carried her upstairs. I trailed them in a daze, watching him take my wife from me. Leah glanced at me briefly over his shoulder and grinned. I followed them into our bedroom and pulled out my phone.

I quickly flung open the closet door and pulled out my old tripod. With trembling hands I connected my phone to it until it snapped in place.

"You're so handsome, honey." I heard Leah say as I set the phone to record video.

"Girl, you so damn fine. Why you think I never gave up tryn' get wit you?" Kivon pulled her into a deep kiss.

Leah responded by lifting her toned leg up against him and dr****g her arms around his neck. He ran his large, black hand over her thigh lifting it higher, exposing the top of her black stockings. He then pulled her by the small of her back into him tighter and traced down her neck with his lips, kissing and licking her soft flesh.

The large black man fell back onto the bed taking my wife into his lap. Her eyes burned with desire as she boldly straddled him, rubbing her groin against his. He lifted up her dress and ran his hands over her ass, pulling her into him. I could see the large outline of his enormous cock mashed against her crotch.

"Wow you feel so big, baby," Leah said as she continued rubbing against his crotch. "I can't wait to be broken in by this big fucking cock."

"I got ten inches for you, girl," Kivon grunted as he buried his face in my wife's cleavage. "You gonna learn to take it all."

He licked and kissed up to her neck and lips. She moaned kissing him back, cradling his head. After a long moment she reluctantly slid off him and stood by the bed. She slowly turned to me, biting her lip. Her eyelids were heavy with lust.

"Undress me for him, I want you to give me to him," she said as she turned back to Kivon, caressing her own body. I felt myself step forward and gently placed my trembling hands on her waist. Leah met my eyes again, studying my face. Her cheeks flushed and her breathing heavy."Show me off, hand me over to him, Jim."

Without a word I started to remove her dress but she interrupted me.

"No, Jim. Slower. Show me off proper."

I very slowly pulled down her dress revealing her sexy new lingerie, bit by bit. She stepped out of the dress and then allowed me to remove each of her shoes and set them aside. She never once looked at me, only watching Kivon now. I stood back up and carefully unhooked her bra and ever so slowly lowered it revealing her perky breasts.

Kivon pulled Leah back into him and licked and sucked on her pink, erect nipples. Leah held his head to her breasts and closed her eyes, moaning in pleasure. I could see his tongue wrap around her nipple rings and pull at them slightly. Leah let out a sharp gasp looking down at him. He took turns on each nipple, nursing them with a fierce hunger.

"I need your cock, baby!" Leah said and then kneeled down in front of him. She quickly undid his pants with a look of intense need on her face. She couldn't get black cock fast enough.

Kivon's black dick flopped out of his pants and wobbled heavily in front of Leah's shocked and hungry face.

"Oh. My. God. Kivon!" Leah gasped holding up the enormous organ to her face. She giggled out loud and stared at it with her mouth open in shock at how big it was. She quickly adjusted her grip with both hands, it was so thick her fingers couldn't reach all the way around it. My dick looked like a micro penis compared to this thing.

She lovingly started to stroke the giant black cock with her little white hands. It was already half hard but quickly became rigid, veins pulsing.

"So big... So black... So perfect..." Leah murmured as she jerked him off. She looked up at him with a wide smile. "You're so much bigger than my husband. I don't know if my little pussy can take it!"

Kivon looked down at her while he removed his shirt. "Don't you worry babygirl, I'm gonna stretch that white pussy out. You haven't had a real dick til' you had mine."

Leah's expression turned to pure lust and she started jerking him off faster.

"I want it, baby. Break me in, make me yours. I only want your cock!" Leah exhaled.

Kivon tossed his shirt on the floor behind him and Leah pulled his pants down revealing all his rippling muscles. She ran her delicate fingers up his thick thighs until she found his hard cock again. Gently she kissed his bulbous cock head and then continued kissing all the way down to his low hanging balls and then back up to the tip again.

After covering it with kisses, she ran her pink tongue up and down the shaft again and again. She seemed to savor every inch, as if it was the best thing she ever tasted. Somehow his cock grew even bigger and more rigid. Leah opened her mouth as wide as she could engulfing the head of the black cock and slowly began to sink her head down. She managed to get a quarter of the way down before she couldn't take anymore and raised her head back up gasping for breath.

"Sorry, baby... I'm not... used to such a... big cock," Leah panted up at Kivon and then took him in her mouth again.

"You good, baby, you good, you will learn I promise you. Mmm yeah, girl. Suck that dick!" Kivon grunted as he ran his fingers through her hair.

Leah's face turned beat red and her eyes bugged out and watered tears as she tried stuffing more of his cock down her throat but she couldn't quite reach half way.

I stumbled back and fell into a chair, I was mesmerized at my beautiful young wife desperately cramming a big black cock down her throat. Leah seemed to grow more accustomed to his large organ and slowly began to suck up and down, not trying to go any further this time. She moved her little white hand in tandem to her lips moving up and down over his thick black dick. She stared up at him with her needful blue eyes as she did her duty. She couldn't get enough of his cock.

The room was silent except for the loud, wet sucking noises my wife made on Kivon's black cock. I reached down and rubbed my own hard dick through my pants. I was in interracial porn heaven.

Leah caught her breath again and rubbed his wet dick lovingly against her face, kissing and licking it all over. Kivon took his dick from her and continued slapping it lazily all over her face.

Leah opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out in a big smile. "Mmmm, your black cock tastes so good, honey."

Kivon motioned her to stand up and turned her around against the bed. "Show me that ass, girl." He gave her butt cheek a quick slap.

"Ow! Hehe," Leah giggled in delight as she wiggled her booty back at him. "Do you like my ass, baby?"

Smack

Kivon open palm spanked her booty harder this time making her moan and fall onto her hands on the bed. She perked her ass up higher for him and slowly swayed it back and forth enticingly.

"You got a sweet ass," Kivon said as he slapped at each butt cheek, making little fleshy smack noises.

"Oof! Yeah, spank me, daddy. I've been a bad girl," Lean groaned back at him over her shoulder.

Smack Smack Slap

Kivon gave her three quick spanks while licking his lips and studying her ass. Her perky little butt was now turning red from the abuse.

"I'm gonna own this booty," he said as he ran his large black hands slowly over her butt cheeks. He raised his hand and gave her another quick slap, briefly vibrating her butt cheeks from the impact.

"Oh, Daddy! Yes!" Leah cried into the sheets. "Own my ass, own my body!"

Kivon roughly gripped her panties and ripped them down her legs and discarded them behind him in the floor.

"So fine..." he grunted as he parted her little butt cheeks with his big hands, revealing her puckered little asshole and dripping pink pussy. He fell to his knees and buried his face in her ass, licking and sucking on her pussy. Leah shuddered as he licked and probed her pussy with his tongue.

"O-oh! Oh m-my..." Leah couldn't formulate words as he ate her pussy. He roughly gripped her parted butt cheeks and licked her gash up and down and then sucked on her little clit. Leah moaned into the sheets gripping them tightly in her fingers.

He then licked up to her asshole and made tight circles with the flat of his tongue before probing it deep. She gasped in surprise and pleasure at the sensation. I had never got the chance to try anal with her before, I always wanted to but it never came up. I suddenly realized I was drooling and wiped my mouth.

Kivon went back to eating her pussy and making her whimper and moan for several minutes. Eventually she was bucking her butt back into his face as he sucked her clit again.

"Oh, Oh mmmm...Yeah! Oh gawd!" Leah was cumming. Kivon got back up and wiped his mouth. Leah turned around smiling wide at him, breathing hard. "Oooh now that was really good, honey."

"We just gettin' started, baby," he bellowed as he ran his black hands all over her petite white body. He squeezed her breasts and went back and forth sucking on each of her nipples. Leah's hands ran all over his body, admiring his muscles.

"You so fine, babygirl, so sexy," he breathed kissing her lips. They lay naked together in our marital bed, exploring each others bodies. It was like I wasn't even there. I didn't exist to them anymore. It was all about them.

All I could do was stare at their bodies mashed together as they made out. His dark skin contrasting with her white skin, his hard masculinity against her soft femininity.

I couldn't take it anymore and reached inside my pants and started to squeeze my dick. Kivon held Leah close in his big strong arms, sending his tongue in and out of her mouth in a deep kiss. I didn't want him to stop kissing her.

I saw Leah crawl on top of him and reach for his cock again.

"Mmmmm," my wife cooed as her mouth formed a tight seal around the dark invading tool.

My heart froze as she glanced up at me while she took in his cock. Drool and spittle dripped from her mouth as she tried to stuff more of his black cock into her mouth than before, reaching half way down this time. Finally she pulled off with a grunt and heaved to catch her breath.

"Wow, I got more in that time, baby," she said to Kivon, proud of herself. "One day I'm going to get it all."

"I know you will, come here," he said.

She spread her legs wide for him as he lined his enormous black cock up with her warm and wet white pussy. I saw great passion and longing in her eyes as she stared up at him nodding her head that she was ready. With one hand he rubbed the black head of his dick against her clit, teasing her to shaking whimpers. Back and forth, back and forth he rubbed his cock along her clit. She lifted her legs around his waist, desperate for his cock.

"Take it. Take my pussy, baby," Leah moaned. "I've wanted you for so long. Please. Please... I can't... I can't wait another second, please! I've wanted this ever since I first saw you! Forgive me, Jim," My wife cried.

My heart sunk and my dick pulsed. Had she really always wanted him?

Kivon began pushing his black cock into her, completely covering her small pussy. I wasn't sure how it could possibly fit. After a few moments of him pushing it finally slipped inside, stretching her pussy open into a tight seal around the head of his cock.

I couldn't believe it! It finally happened... My wife was finally blacked. Leah's eyes went wide in pained surprise as her warm white pussy stretched obscenely to accept that giant black meat.

Kivon pushed a few inches inside and then just held it there, allowing her body to adjust. Leah's face was beat red and sweat was forming on her brow. Her chest raised and lowered in heavy breaths as she gritted her teeth from the pain.

"N-no, honey," she gasped, "don't... D-don't stop. I don't care if it hurts. I want it all. I w-want all of your black cock inside me. P-please," she cried to him, "black me, Kivon. Own my white pussy!" She pushed her pelvis up at him to get more of his cock inside her.

Kivon nodded. "Aight, slut. I give it to ya."

He plunged his black cock half way into Leah's stretching white pussy in one forceful push. She threw her head back in sweet, painful ecstasy. Her sharp breathing and shrill moans made it almost sound like a mother in labor. His black cock sawed deeper and deeper, reaching parts of her insides that my cock could never and will never reach.

"Oh Fuck," Leah cried, "so big."

Leah pulled her legs up to her chest raising her pussy higher so that Kivon could go as deep as possible. He gripped one of her upturned thighs as he sunk into her.

"So deep... Oh!... It's s-starting to feel better, honey. Yeah! Ooooooooooooh, that is goooood," Leah moaned.

Kivon pulled back and then plunged his black cock into my wife's pussy again. He pushed inside her a little farther this time reaching a little past half way.

"Deeper, baby, I want more..." my wife cooed.

Kivon repeated his action, pulling out and pushing in to greater and greater depths within my wife's pussy as she shakily held her legs against her shoulders.

"You f-feel so damn good," Leah cried out shaking her head back and forth.

I looked closer to see, His cock was about three fourths inside her now. She was stretched to the limit. He slowly pulled his cock all the way out of her pussy making a loud, wet plopping sound. Leah made a cute surprised 'o' face that quickly transformed to disappointment at being left empty. Her pussy looked obscene as it gaped open, all red and raw.

Before she could complain Kivon shoved his hard cock back down into her pussy again filling her up.

"Oh!" She gasped in surprise.

Kivon continued to pull his cock all the way out and back in again revealing her gaping wet hole to me over and over.

After a few more pumps he lifted himself up and squatted over Leah. She looked up at him wide eyed, still holding her legs to her chest as he braced his big hands on her upturned thighs and squatted down onto her.

His glistening black cock plunged deep into her exposed pussy making her eyes roll to the back of her head in ecstasy. His weight was forcing her legs to press hard into her chest as he plunged his cock down faster into her. Kivon's muscles strained and flexed as he squatted up and down. Leah was barely able to make any noise as all the air was being forced from her lungs by Kivon's mechanical fucking.

"Wew! Such a tight white pussy!" Kivon growled as he squatted over her, filling her with his cock.

Leah tried to respond but couldn't, she just moaned in shallow breaths as her face turned bright red and tears formed in her eyes. Kivon moved one hand to her throat and squeezed it as he fucked into her faster and faster, pressing her deep into the mattress.

Was he hurting her? I was about to get up and push him off when suddenly her legs started to spasm and her eyes rolled to the back of her head again, her mouth agape. She was having a powerful orgasm!

"Oh... F-Fuck...Oh..." Leah was breathing hard. Tears were streaming down her face, makeup running. "You fuck me so good, honey," she said, her chest rising and falling for precious oxygen.

Kivon roughly pulled her to him and flipped her over onto her hands and knees. A wide grin formed on her face as she looked back at her black lover. He got behind her and pressed his big black cock back into her, forcing her mouth to open in shocked pleasure. She turned her head and was looking straight at me as he pushed his dick inside her further.

"Oh yes. Give it to me," she said to him over her shoulder. "Oh... Yes! Yes!" she whimpered into the mattress.

Her whole body slowly rocked from the large black mans slow, sawing thrusts. I could see his dark skin covered in sweat behind her as he pumped her from behind. Leah looked back up at me.

"I love his black cock. Oh gawd... Look at that black cock taking me!" she howled. I felt precum spurt over my hand inside my pants.

"You like black cock now?" Kivon grunted as he slowly fucked her doggy style. "Like your white pussy gettin' black balled?"

"I fucking love it, honey!" Leah murmured still staring at me. "I love your big black cock in my white pussy!" She shut her eyes and bit her lip at his cock going deeper.

"How much you love it, slut?" Kivon lightly slapped her butt cheek.

"I love black cock." she declared as she regained eye contact with me again. "My pussy was meant for black cock!" Leah breathed hard, gripping the bed sheets harder.

"Better than your husband's white dick?" Kivon asked with a smirk.

"So much better, baby. Better in every way..." She started pushing herself back into Kivon to meet his thrusts. "I wish I never said no to you."

Kivon increased his fuck pace, making a loud fleshy smacking sound when their bodies would collide.

"Wish you let me fuck you back then, don't you baby?"

Leah frowned with a hurt look on her face as she stared at me. "I'm so sorry, Kivon. I wish I did. Can you ever forgive me? I think about it all the time! I should of been your girl!"

"Damn, baby. What about your husband?" He pushed her head down into the mattress causing her ass to lift higher in the air. He grabbed a handful of ass flesh and squeezed as he pumped her pussy with his big cock. Leah struggled to keep eye contact with me as her face pressed into the sheets.

"Who cares, Fuck Jim. My white pussy was made for your big black cock!" Leah seethed as her black lover fucked her harder and faster. "I only want your black cock!"

Her words made me shiver in a deep dark arousal I never felt before. Motivated by my wife's words, Kivon crawled on top of her, forcing her down flat on the bed. He lifted himself up like he was about to do push ups and began fucking her hard from behind. She cried into the sheets in pleasure as he fucked the life out of her. His body slammed down onto her ass creating heavy slapping sounds that echoed throughout the room.

As their passion grew, Kivon leaned down and found Leah's mouth, kissing her deeply as he pounded her. She craned her neck to him trying to kiss him back as she lifted a hand to cradle his face. Kivon took her hand and held it tight as they made love.

I remembered my phone and pulled it off of the tripod and focused it on them. I zoomed in on their faces as they kissed each other. I could tell Leah was very close to another orgasm.

"So good..." Leah gasped between kisses, "don't stop. Oh. Ahhh! Don't stop don't stop! Oh! I love you Kivon oh god!"

"Fuck, baby, I'm gonna cum," Kivon groaned, slamming his body down onto hers.

"I want you to cum in me baby." Leah gripped the edge of the bed with both of her hands. She looked straight ahead at me as he continued fucking her from behind at a faster pace. "That's it, honey! I want your cum deep, deep in me! Fucking breed me!" Leah held on for dear life as he pounded her like a machine.

Kivon raised his ass up and slammed it back down hard into Leah's abused pussy in a slower but more powerful pace, over and over. Her mouth hung open in pure pleasure as her body rocked in yet another orgasm.

"Oh fuck!" Kivon shouted, dripping sweat on Leah's back.

Leah managed to regain her senses momentarily and looked right at me "Tell him... Tell him you want me black bred."

I couldn't take it anymore and stood up and took out my much smaller white dick and began to masturbate in earnest. Hearing my wife say she wanted to be black bred put me over the top.

"Y-yes. I want it!" I heard myself say as I jerked my dick right in front of them. "Please breed my wife!" Hearing me say that made Leah violently shudder in another orgasm. Kivon increased his fuck pace again, building into a powerful finish.

"Shit! Here it comes! Here it comes!" Kivon bellowed as he pumped his cum deep into my wife.

And there it was, my ultimate fantasy; a black man filling my white wife's pussy with his cum. I couldn't help but think it was the sexiest thing I ever saw.

He held himself tight against her ass as he drenched the inside of my wife's womb with his seed over and over. Before I knew it I too was gripped with an intense orgasm as I shot mine onto the floor. Leah watched every last drop of my cum splash down as she was being filled up, a sexy smile forming on her face.

"Jim, I can feel his cum in me. There's so much of it..." she purred contentedly.

Kivon gently pulled her onto her side and they spooned while I cleaned myself up. She lovingly caressed her black lovers face as they kissed. I turned my phone off and sighed to myself. I could hear the sticky sound Kivon's black dick made as he slowly grinded in and out of my wife's cum filled pussy.

I suddenly felt empty and alone. The sensation was like my stomach dropped out of my body and on to the floor, leaving my shell behind. What had I fucking done? Why would I throw my wife into the arms of another man? She was the love of my life and here I was, letting it happen. It was too late. Those things she said. How could she say them to me?

"I love you, Kivon." I heard her whisper as I quietly slipped out of the room.

I trudged down the stairs gripping the railing, afraid I'd fall. My world was spinning. I really had lost her. I grabbed a beer from the fridge and collapsed onto the couch. I sat there, feeling the lowest I ever felt in my life. I let my interracial porn addiction self destruct my life. I let it make my wife fall in love with another man. I let it take her away from me. Going from such an extreme high to such a low was too much to bare.

My eyes burned as I felt a tear run down my cheek. I wiped it away and shook my head in disgust with myself. I downed the rest of the beer and tossed it carelessly on the floor. It rolled until it bumped into the television entertainment center, nearly shattering.

I didn't care. I gazed up at my dark reflection in the television screen. I looked like a truly pathetic excuse for a man, hunched over in self pity.

I heard loud giggling from my wife upstairs. Did she even know I left? Probably didn't care. I leaned back into the cushions and gripped my temples in frustration. Why was I like this. Why did it turn me on so much.

C-Claak

I looked up in response to the noise. Nothing but empty living room bathed in darkness, illuminated only by the dim moonlight from the window behind me.

Tik-k

Something softly tapped behind me. I craned my neck at the window and looked out. Nothing but an empty street and a quiet neighborhood. It was pushing midnight, everyone's lights were out, probably long asleep. Husbands sleeping with their wives, not being cucked like me.

I sighed softly to myself and turned back around. Something caught my attention in the reflection of the television screen.

Someone was standing next to the couch.

I nearly broke my neck turning my head to see who was there.

Nothing.

Back to the screen, I could only see myself in the reflection. No more mysterious silhouette standing next to the couch. Just my own form, breathing heavy in shock. I rubbed my eyes and groaned. Not only was my secret addiction destroying my marriage, it was making me insane.

I rested my head in my hands and closed my eyes.

"Hey," my wife said to me.

"Leah!" I looked up at her in surprise. I hadn't heard her come down.

She sat down next to me on the sofa. She was only wearing an over sized t-shirt, and had squeezed her little legs inside it, stretching it out as she sat.

"Sweetie, are you okay? I called your name like three times."

She leaned into me and rested her pretty head on my shoulder. I could smell the sweat and cum emanating from her body.

"I didn't see you leave, are you upset?" she asked and then kissed my shoulder.

"So... are you leaving me for Kivon now?" My voice was low and defeated.

Leah sat up with a confused grimace and shook her head.

"Jim... have you lost your mind?" She sighed and folded her arms. "I was afraid of this, of hurting you."

"But those things you said..." I started.

Leah leaned into me again, caressing my face. "Jim, don't be like that. It's part of the game. I didn't mean those things, I thought you knew that."

"Seemed like you meant it..." I sulked but her words were making me feel better. Maybe I'm just being an idiot.

"Jim... just stop, okay? It gets you hot. You loved it when I said those things. You were so hard."

I couldn't help but smile. I felt my heart swell. Maybe I hadn't lost her after all. She was just trying to turn me on, and it had worked after all.

"Sorry, you're right. After I came I just felt really down."

"Bad hurt, not good hurt?" she asked.

"Both, but mostly bad this time... "I looked down but she turned my head back up with her finger.

"Don't feel that way, sweetie. I love you. Okay? I will always love you. Remember that." She gave me a gently kiss on my lips. "If you ever start to feel that way again, just tell me and we will stop, kay?"

"But... What about him cumming in you. You migh-"

"Sweetie, you know I'm on the pill. It's just part of the game." She kissed me again. "I mean sure... it's a hot idea to be bred by a black man but..." she giggled, "I'm not that reckless!"

"Okay, okay! I'm an idiot." I said. My morbid thoughts were washed away at her words. The thought of my wife being impregnated by a black man was indeed a deeply erotic thought, but reality was another story. I felt my penis twitch and start to fill with blood.

"I love you, Leah," I said and kissed her again. "But... You don't think I'm pathetic do you? For wanting all this?"

"No, sweetie, never. I feel like the luckiest woman on the planet. I have a husband that let's me enjoy another man's cock. I get to explore new things, like black men!" She gave a wide grin and leaned back, stretching her arms.

"You know... I told you I was a sex addict before you married me. You know I love sex. Now I can have it even more, with new exotic cocks," she said as she leaned into me again. "I'm so happy I found your little secret. It's so hot, Jim. I love it."

I pulled her into me tighter and kissed her forehead. "Seeing you take black cock was the hottest thing ever, baby. I didn't want it to end."

Leah ran her finger tips down my stomach ending on the bump from my erection.

"Hey, Jim? I..." she started to whisper reluctantly.

"Tell me." I softly ran my fingers through her hair.

"I... I was a slut in college," she said under her breath, "It was before I met you, but... I was really bad. Do you hate me?"

"I could never hate you, baby." I kissed her forehead again. "I'm not mad, you can tell me anything."

"I slept around a lot but I never fucked any black guys. Sarah did though, I was so curious. Now I know why she only dates them." She gave my hard dick a squeeze.

"I didn't know she dated black guys." My cock was fully hard now.

I reached down under her shirt and found her wet pussy. It felt slimy and wet as I rubbed it with my fingers.

"Oof, baby no." Leah removed my hand. "I'm kinda sore right now, hehe." She giggled and squeezed my crotch again. "Wanna know what my favorite part was tonight?"

"What, baby?" I was breathing hard again.

"You being there, loving every second of it." She started rubbing my crotch up and down. "Every second of a black man pounding my pussy into submission."

I just stared at her nodding, My dick felt like it was going to burst through my pants. She stopped rubbing it and squeezed.

"You think you can handle my black lover being a regular visitor from now on? I'm hooked on his black cock, sweetie," she said softly.

"Y-yeah, baby. He can come v-visit you any time."

"Really?" she asked, letting go of my cock.

"I hope he visits you every day..." I heard my self say.

"I want to go back up and sleep with Kivon for the rest of the night. He's been so good to me and his body feels so nice. Won't that get you hot baby? Me sleeping with my black lover in our bed while you sleep alone? But tomorrow I want you and me to go out, kay?"

A deep chill of cuckold lust washed over me at her words. Being left out made me feel jealous but also... Really turned on.

"Yes, that sounds nice..." Was all I could manage to say. That knowing look she was giving me said she knew it was turning me on.

"You're not getting away from celebrating our anniversary together. Just you and me. And later we'll finally fuck." Leah ran her delicate hands up to my chest and back down to my crotch."Just imagine fucking your wife after abstaining all week, right after she's been black fucked. And then we can even watch the video you took with your phone... Just the two of us lying together in bed watching me get fucked by Kivons big black cock."she sighed joyfully. She really looked content.

"I... I can't wait," I said, feeling a deep tremble just thinking about it. "I love you, baby. You should go back to Kivon and get some sleep."

She gave me a knowing little smirk."I love you too, sweetie."

She slowly stood up but stopped after a few steps and looked back at me."By the way, I noticed the table was the same."

"The table?" I said stupidly.

"At the restaurant, silly. You reserved the same table you proposed to me at. It made me so wet."

Before I could respond she glided back upstairs to slip into bed with her new black lover for the rest of the night.

I had slept on the sofa in the downstairs living room on our wedding anniversary night while my wife and her new black lover slept together in our bedroom.


I was alone walking through the empty school showers until I came upon them. Two young girls moaning into the tiled wall while their black lovers had their way with them. I froze and just stared. Their moans and yelps were echoing through the large room as the two young men pounded into their bodies. One of the girls turned to look right at me, her piercing blue eyes caught mine, it was Leah.

I shuddered and stepped back as if the sight hurt too much to bear. The second girl also turned to me, it was my ex Kaley. She smirked and turned back over to Leah.

"He likes to watch. Isn't that right, cuck?" Kaley said looking back at me.

They all started laughing. I looked down in shame to see I was nude, my penis erect.

"Awww, he's gonna tug his lil' dick!" Kaley laughed.

I tried to speak but I couldn't. I tried to move but I was cemented in place, frozen. I tried to pull my leg up from the floor when I was gripped by several pallid hands from behind. The clammy fists yanked my head up by my hair and forced me to look at the couples again. My eyelids were pried open, forced to watch Leah and Kaley get fucked.

Watch

"No, I... I don't want to..." I said under my breath.

You're Weak

"No, please..."

Can't resist

A long, crooked finger uncurled from one of the hands and poked into my tear duct. The pain screamed through my skull and made my head throb. I felt wetness run down the side of my face and my vision doubled from my eye dislodging. The girls began moaning louder, they're orgasms must be close.

"P-please..." I begged.

Savor

Kaley screamed in orgasm followed closely by Leah.

The showers dissipated into darkness as I was pulled back, unable to stop it. My screams muted as I thrashed and struggled but was powerless to this force.

My living room slowly came into focus, the morning sun shining bright through the windows. My heart was beating like a drum, but my fear and panic melted into the background as I realized it was only a dream. I yawned and rubbed the sleep from my eyes.

I was splayed out on the couch, not in my bed next to my wife. A sick chill filled my guts as I remembered why, followed by some serious morning wood. I laid there for what seemed like an hour, dreading going upstairs. Not only had she actually done it, but it was me that helped her to. My wife had slept with another man.

I pulled myself from the couch and got cleaned up, and then started some coffee. I waited at the end of the stairs and strained my ears to hear anything.

Nothing.

Fuck it, I have to see my wife. I slowly crept up the stairs and gripped the doorknob to our room. Before I tried to open it I began to hear them talking. I put my ear to the door and listened carefully. The bed was gently creaking. With a heavy heart I slowly turned the knob and pushed the door open.

"Get it, Leah," Kivon whispered under his breath.

Kivon was spooning Leah from behind under the sheets, slowly rocking his hips into her.

"Take it," Leah said and then brought his face to hers for a kiss.

Kivon pulled her to him tighter with his strong arm and kissed down her neck causing her the moan.

"Your pussy feel so good on my cock, babygirl." He kissed her shoulder as she lovingly cradled his face to her.

"Oh, oh... Baby you're so big..." Leah ran her hand from his face to over his hand that held her. "Take me, baby."

I thought they looked like a beautiful couple. The jealous burning within me wanted it to be me making love to her like that, but the kink in me loved that it wasn't. Leah caught sight of me and our eyes met.

"My pussy is yours, Kivon, all yours... "She was now pushing back into him to meet his gentle thrusts.

Her black lover swiftly moved over her body almost covering her entirely. I could see her legs under the sheets spreading wide for him.

"All mine, babygirl." Kivon groaned as he entered her.

As he pushed back inside her I could only imagine he was going much deeper this time because Leah made a grimace and her lips pursed. Kivon kept slowly thrusting into her causing Leah's breaths to come faster and faster, pleasure winning over the pain. She had to be sore from last night but she didn't seem to care, she seemed to almost relish it.

I saw Leah bite her lip and nod to Kivon. He responded by bending down and giving her a deep, tender kiss. Leah clutched his back with her hands and held him close. They were making tender love in our bed. I felt light headed, they were really making love. Kivon started rocking harder and faster into my wife, their kissing becoming more frantic and passionate. Leah's head fell back with lust, then snapped forward, mouth open in pleasure.

"Fuck me, Kivon!" she panted, "Fuck me hard!"

Kivon started to really fuck her, her sounds changed from passionate and sweet to a****l like. The sheets fell away from their bodies, revealing her black lovers muscular form. I could see his monster organ pummeling my wife's pussy. Compared to her sex it was so big, it still surprised me that it could fit, even though it was barely past halfway inside her.

"Oh my God, oh my God," Leah chanted and her thighs started to shake. Kivon grabbed her behind her knee and lifted her leg high. She bared her teeth and opened her mouth in a scream, but the sound was delayed. Her eyes grew wide and she let out a shrill cry. She was having an orgasm. Kivon kept pounding her cunt harder and faster, causing the headboard to slam into the wall with every thrust. It looked like Leah had a second orgasm almost immediately, like an aftershock.

"This pussy so good," Kivon grunted under clenched teeth as he concentrated on his mission.

When my wife came back to earth she glanced back to me and smiled, laughing softly and then turned her attention back to her lover. I could see his char coal black skin glistening with sweat as he fucked my wife into the bed. Her small white hands gripped his back and her hips pulsated upwards to meet his thrusts. I heard her abruptly squeal in delight when he pushed deeper than before, giving her more of his black cock.

"You gonna take it all soon," Kivon said.

"I will, baby. I can't wait to take it all," Leah cried as she lifted her hips into him desperately.

I was frozen in a trance watching my gorgeous young wife make love to the stranger in our bed. Her moans, her panting, the periodic cries of joy. The clapping sound of their flesh meeting and parting at a rapid pace as the bed creaked and banged against the wall. She made so many wonderfully sexy sounds that I was never able to produce from her.

She made a cute whimpering noise and shook her head left to right and then looked over to me. Her face grew electrified with excitement as our eyes met, I'd never seen her so turned on. I looked down and realized I was openly jerking off. I didn't even consciously realize I was doing it. It was like I was hypnotized by their love making. I jerked my penis to the love of my life getting fucked by another man. A big black man.

She promptly grabbed Kivon's ass with both hands and pulled him into her. "Cum inside me, baby please. I need your cum," Leah said while keeping eye contact with me.

Leah moaned loudly to Kivon's increased pistoning of his huge black cock in and out of her wet pussy but never tore her eyes off my comparatively tiny white penis that my hand was desperately pulling on. And then it hit me, my orgasm struck me like a wave hitting my body hard. Each wave forcing a squirt of my cum to shoot from my dick each time, staining the floor below me. I had to grip the door frame with my free hand to keep from tripping over myself.

After seeing me ejaculate onto the floor, my wife shut her eyes and her body began to shake and spasm.

"I'm gonna nut!" Kivon bellowed as he held himself inside my wife, flooding her with his own cum. Leah held on to him in her own intense climax, her mind blasting off to another world in a long crying wail.

I quietly turned and left them there to go clean myself up. I sat on the commode and ran my fingers through my hair and sighed to myself. My hands were still shaking and my heart rate was still intense. Why did this turn me on so much, even the thought of leaving them to cuddle and make out in the afterglow of their lovemaking seemed hot. I got an aching turmoil rumbling in the back of my skull to the deepest pit of my guts, and yet a deep erotic yearning at the same time. It was hard to wrap my mind around.

Kivon sipped his coffee while reclining on the patio chair. There was an awkward silence between us, neither really taking the initiative to speak. It was just me and him, waiting on Leah to come down and join us.

"You got a big back yard, would be dope if you put in a pool," he said after taking another sip.

I nervously fiddled with my coffee cup. "Yeah, maybe. I thought about it."

Kivon glanced over at me with a serious look on his face. "Had a great time with Leah, she a special girl, you know?"

"Yeah, she is. Don't hurt her okay? We are jus-"

Kivon clicked with his tongue angrily. "Shit man, I ain't hurtn' that girl, we havin' fun. Listen bro, I don't know how you can share her like that but it's like I told you. I'm coo with it if you are."

I cleared my throat and tried to act cool and collected."W-well it's just that we are knew to this sorta thing, and um, well you know, I was just surprised she chose you. I didn't know you but I trusted in her judgment I guess."

Kivon smirked and shook his head a little. "Damn bruh. Look, I know girls like that. She likes to party man." He paused briefly and looked over at me. "She a slut, bro. I ain't lookin' to steal yo girl, we just havin' fun and I definitely appreciate you being willing to share is all I'm sayin'." Kivon stood up and rubbed his nose. "I just want to make sure I don't get shot, you ain't gonna freak out and shoot me, huh bro?"

I stared up at him in disbelief for a moment and then busted out laughing. "No man, ha ha, It's not like that, as long as you treat her good we are cool."

He glanced around then took another sip of his coffee."So what you get outa' it then?"

I felt embarrassed. I couldn't just admit to my fucked up fetish like that. I was skeptical he didn't really know, I think he just wanted me to say it.

"I love my wife, and... I dunno, I just want her to be happy. She loves sex and I love to watch her have it."

Kivon shook his head to himself again and paced around. "Aight, aight. We all got our thang'," he chuckled, "suits me fine!"

Kivon's phone started buzzing in his pocket. He pulled it out and clicked through it while sipping the last of his coffee. "Shit, yo. I gotta' go. Tell Leah I'll tex' her."

"Uh sure" I started to get up when Leah came through the sliding glass door and embraced Kivon.

"Hey you," she said before raising herself on her tippy toes and kissing him on the lips.

Kivon hugged her to him and returned her kisses briefly. "Sorry, babygirl. I gotta jet, my friend picking me up in a few."

"Awww okay, I had a great time," she said with a giggle.

Kivon picked her up and carried her inside making her yelp in surprise. I followed them as they made out by the front door. Leah looked completely infatuated with this man. It hurt but it was a sexy sight to see. Before long we heard a car honk its horn from our front driveway and Kivon was off.

"I'll text you later, babygirl," he said before giving her one last kiss.

"You better, mister." Leah said to him as he turned and ran to his friends waiting car. Leah slowly closed the door behind her and stared at me with a wide grin.

We spent the rest of the day together, just me and her, husband and wife. She dressed casually in her white cut off shorts, pink tank top and open toe sandals that showed off her freshly manicured toes. We went shopping at her favorite outlet mall again, I made sure to go the long way to avoid that alleyway. She got a new purse and perfumes and I picked up a new tripod that fit my phone better. She gave me a knowing grin when she saw me carrying it in the shopping bag.

After shopping we ate at a Mediterranean cafe not too far from the mall that had just opened up. We sat in the outside patio area, enjoying the nice weather. The wind had kicked up blowing Leah's hair in her face in a cute way. She always looked so beautiful, even when eating a gyro. Later we decided to end the day with a nice stroll through our favorite park.

The park was more crowded than usual. k**s flying their kites or chasing the ducks. The playground was filled with crawling little k**s, squealing with joy. The large artificial lake rippled from the windy day, making the ducks work extra hard to get where they were going. I held my wife's hand and we casually walked through the hedge maze. She loved to look at the flowers they had there, they were in full bloom and gave the maze walls an enchanting aesthetic.

Leah marveled at all the vivid colors of the rhododendrons and azaleas that lined the pathway. As we made our way under a stone archway the hedge walls turned a deeper red color from the minty green before. As beautiful as the flowers were, I couldn't help but marvel at Leah instead. She had a glow around her. There was a bounce in her step, she moved with more confidence and purpose. She stopped at a large angel statue halfway covered in vines and leaned on it to fix something with her sandal. I couldn't help think how great it would be to see a black guy doing her from behind against the statue.

"You are so beautiful, baby," I said to her.

Leah walked up to me sexily and held my hands, giving me a gentle kiss.

When our kiss parted I spoke to her softly, "You have a special glow about you, like you're a new woman... "

"Mmm... I do feel like a new woman, sweetie," she studied my face for a moment, "I've been black fucked, and you supported it." I felt her squeeze my hands.

"On our anniversary..." I breathed out. I was deep in lust and couldn't contain it anymore.

Leah rested her head on my chest and breathed out. "We really did it didn't we. It almost feels like a dream. A wonderful, sexy dream." She looked back up at me. Worry on her face. "No regrets?"

"None. I loved it."

I kissed her again and we held each other for a long moment until another couple walked past us talking to each other about the flowers. We giggled to ourselves and continued walking.

As we neared the center of the maze I caught site of a cute blond haired girl in the corner of my eye walking the opposite way around a far corner. She was wearing a familiar cheer leading outfit, in fact it looked exactly like my old high school's cheer uniform; a faded white with crimson stripes. She looked just like my ex girlfriend Kaley. What he hell?

"Hold on a sec'," I said to Leah and turned around to follow the strange girl.

"What is it?" she asked.

I ignored her and rushed around the same corner the blond girl disappeared behind. As I came around the corner I caught sight of the girl's skirt and leg as she turned another corner just ahead of me.

"Hey! Wait!" I called to her but no response.

I jogged up to the new corner and made a turn only to catch her just as she was making yet another turn.

"Wait!" I yelled.

I increased my jog into a full sprint but couldn't ever seem to catch up to her. I nearly knocked over some guy as I made another sharp turn through a prickly rose bush corner.

"Watch it!" he yelled at me but I kept moving, ignoring him completely.

The hedge walls slowly changed to a blue hue as I found myself in a section of the maze I hadn't been in before. No one else was around in this area, it was just me looking for this random girl that looked like my ex girlfriend from high school.

I hunched over and held my knees to catch my breath. What the fuck was I doing, it was just some random girl. It was happening again wasn't it? I was losing my fucking mind. I stood up straight and sighed to myself and decided to call off the chase.

"Just a coincidence, that's all... "I said out loud.

Turning to leave a sound made me stop dead in my tracks.

C-Clak

C-C-clikk

Clkk-k

I slowly turned to look behind me. Something was moving behind a nearby hedge wall. The scratching-scr****g noise felt like it was reverberating inside my skull. Like nails on chalkboard cringe.

"W-whose there?" I called out.

Clkk CLAKK CLIICKK

The noise got louder and more fervent. I could see the hedge wall was undulating from within.

"Fuck this," I said and ran.

It felt like something was behind me the whole way, like it was chasing me but I didn't dare look back. By the time I returned to the center of the maze I was a sweaty, wheezing mess. Leah was standing by the central fountain, texting on the phone. I guessed she was texting with Kivon already. She turned to me with a look of mild shock.

"Baby, are you okay?"

I replied between gulps of air, "Y-yeah, babe... I uh... Thought I uh... t-though I saw a friend..."

Leah looked back at her phone smiling. "Sweetie, Sarah invited us to a party this weekend at her place," she looked back up at me with intense eyes, "I want us to go. I can invite Kivon too, it will be fun. What do you think?"

"Like a double date?" I said stupidly as I stood back up straight.

"Sorta? I think Sarah will adore him!" she said.

I rubbed my eyes in worry. We couldn't let this be out in the open like that. "But... Baby, then everyone will know, won't they? I thought we didn't want to let Sarah know about this. It's supposed to just be between us."

Leah sauntered over to me so our conversation wouldn't be over heard by others.

"Jim, he will just be there as a friend. It will be okay. No one is going to know th-"

"That you're fucking him." I answered.

Leah rolled her eyes and traced my bottom lip with her thumb. "Sweetie, don't be like that. Besides, won't that get you hot? "she lowered her voice to a whisper, "You said you wanted me to have a black boyfriend... well, now I do."

Her words stabbed me to my core, and made my penis fully erect. She was right, it did turn me on, and it is what I had asked her to do from the beginning but still.

"But they will know, it will be obvious..."

"But they won't. And even if they think that, they can't prove anything. Don't deny it, Jim. It would get you hot to see me out in public with him again." She gave me a devilish grin and reached down to cup my crotch, discovering my erection."Just imagine me with him, you tagging along..."

"Y-yeah okay, fine but... It's... I'm just scared they will all find out. We can't let that happen. We have to be more careful."

Leah smiled and kissed me. "They won't and it will be fun, now take me home and make love to your wife."

I entered the bedroom to find my wife laying on the bed, reading something on her tablet. She was only wearing a t-shirt and panties, her smooth legs crossed, her toes fidgeting as she read. I joined her in the bed and cuddled up next to her.

"Whatcha readin'?"

Leah gave a crooked grin."Jussst doing more homework on my hubbie," she giggled and recrossed her legs.

I peered over to see what she was reading and felt my anxiety start to bubble up inside me. She was reading one of my cuckold erotic novels I had purchased in the past. I knew she was doing 'research' and I had of course got her hooked on my own interracial porn so it shouldn't of been a surprise but it still was.

"Oh... Well, uh. Some of those books are kinda..." I stammered.

"Hot," she said and then casually placed the tablet onto the side table and cuddled back into me. She ran a finger up and down my chest playfully and hummed to herself for a moment.

"Like I told you before, I've been doing a little research on our new lifestyle. I even read your bookmarked websites and forums about it. About cuckolding."

My heart was beating faster and faster and my penis throbbed against my underwear. I might of let off a soft moan when she said 'cuckolding'.

I felt her hand slip over mine and lightly squeeze it. "You're a cuckold, Jim?"

"Yes." I heard myself say.

She briefly closed her eyes and gave me a warm smile."honey, I LOVE that you are a cuckold. I love cuckolding you, Jim. Is that okay for me to say?" She gave me a worried look.

"N-no babe. Its fine, it's true." I managed to reply. I felt my cock bounce and twitch.

Leah gave me a gentle kiss. "Honey, having sex with Kivon was amazing but," she brought my hand to her lips and kissed it, "having you there watching and masturbating to it is what I loved the most."

"Really?"

She nodded her head."I love the feeling I get seeing you masturbate to me having sex with a black man, being filled with his cock."

I was speechless and my dick strained in my underwear. Leah crawled on top of me and removed my shirt and her own. She bent down and hungrily kissed me, swirling her tongue with mine. My hands ran up her chest until I found her nipples and lightly pinched and pulled them causing her to moan in my mouth. When our kiss parted she kissed her way down my body until she found my underwear and yanked it down my legs, freeing my angry hard cock.

Leah sat back up and gripped my dick. "Tell me, Jim," she said as she slowly started moving her little hand up and down my penis, "what are you thinking about right now."

She had complete control of my actions. I was deeply aroused and couldn't hide what I truly wanted. I was so turned on I thought I'd burst at any moment.

"Thinking about you fucking Kivon tonight instead of me, being a slut for his big black cock..."I said.

Leah hung her mouth open like she was going to cum from my words. "Really baby?"

"Yes baby, I want you to be his slut," I gasped.

Leah squeezed my dick and jerked it up and down faster."I love that baby, tell me what you'd want to see."

She passionately jerked me off with one hand and began rubbing her pussy in quick little circles with the other. My dick felt amazing at her expert hand job. I was fighting the urge to cum with all I could muster.

"I want to see his black cock go all the way inside your white pussy," I moaned to her.

"Fuck, baby, yes." Leah said. "I can't wait until I can take it all, every inch." She slowed her hand down momentarily. "Can I ask you something, baby?"

"A-anything, Leah," I said. She slowly moved her hand up and down my hard white penis while she gazed down at me biting her lip, contemplating her question. She kept rubbing her pussy making squelching noises.

"Baby... If you had to choose between fucking me or watching me get fucked by a black man with a big cock, which would you want? Which would you choose? Be honest, baby."

My body froze. I held her stare as sweat trickled down the side of my face. I could feel myself trembling with arousal at her question. It was the question. How much of a cuckold was I? I had to honest. I had to be honest with her and myself. I watched her cute little hand slowly glide up and down my penis. Her question turned me on even more. I wish I was seeing her hand going up and down a big black cock.

"I'd choose... I'd choose to watch you baby. Watch you get black fucked by the biggest blackest cock we could find," I declared as I tried humping her hand, desperate for her touch. Leah gave me a wide eyed look of pure lust as she let out a soft moan holding eye contact with me. She started fingering herself hard and fast while jerking my shaft up and down as fast as her little hand could go. I thought she was going to hurt herself. I kept trying to meet her fist with my thrust as I fucked her moving hand.

"Oh Gawd, Jim, Yes!" Leah cried while she jerked us both off.

"Yes, baby, yes. I'd choose for you to cuckold me with a black man every single time, ah." I was deep in a lusty trance, only pure honesty was leaving my lips.

"Oh, sweetie! I want to be black fucked and I want you watching it happen. I want you to see him stretch my pussy wide and cum deep inside me while you whack off your little white penis. I want to cuckold you, Jim!" Leah started gyrating her hips towards me, she was as close to cumming as I was.

"Yeah, oh yeah. Cuck me, Leah. Cuck me with big black cock!" I cried.

"Mmmm I will, I'm going to cuck you, Jim!" Leah furiously rubbed my shaft up and down so hard it almost hurt but I was to turned on to feel pain.

"Yes. Ah!" I saw stars and my vision went white for a moment as my cock burst cum like a fountain over her hand. After a few moments of milking my dick she let out a little shriek and came on her other hand. She gave me a sexy look and then carefully licked my cum off of her hand like a lollipop.

After she was done she laid down next to me and sighed dreamily. I held her hand and kissed her cheek, causing her to smile and kiss me back. We laid together in silence for several moments just holding each other. It felt liberating to openly talk about our desires but deep down it worried me, that I might be making a mistake.

"I really love this, Jim," Leah said breaking the silence. "I never felt more feminine and sexy when I was with Kivon. His strong body on top of me, that gorgeous black cock of his entering me, owning me. It felt so good and filled a need in me I never knew I had. I needed him to fuck me and fill me with his seed, I craved it. Thank God I'm on the pill, honey. Imagine if I wasn't... Would you still love me if he knocked me up with a black baby?"

I was transfixed with angst and lust simultaneously at what she was saying. "Y-yes of course, baby." I felt my penis start to grow. Leah glanced down at it and grinned.

"Oh my God, Jim. That gets you hot, doesn't it?" Leah turned my face to hers with a finger. "Doesn't it?"

"I don't know... It's just really fucking arousing..." My dick was solid rebar.

Leah smiled to herself and kissed me on the lips. Her fingers trailed down my body until they found my erection and squeezed it.

"Honestly, Jim, I think I would have been happy having his seed make a black baby inside me," she started to slowly masturbate me again,"just the thought of being bred by a black man... Mmmm it gives me chills."

I could feel myself shaking from how much her confession was turning me on. In that moment I didn't care if she meant it or if she was just playing the game. It hurt, but it hurt good, leaving me speechless. There was a thousand things I'd want to say but couldn't think of one.

"You are so hard, sweetie," Leah said as she moved her little hand up and down my shaft."I really love jerking you off, do you like that?"

"Ah, yeah, baby. Your hand feels so good..."

Leah quickly reached over to the nightstand and pulled out a small bottle of lube and applied it to her hands. She then crawled onto my legs and continued to masturbate me. I could feel the warm wetness radiating from her cunt as her little fingers glided up and down my penis with ease.

"Mmmm there we go," she said,"and you want to watch me get fucked by a black man?" She continued stroking up and down.

"God yes. I'd always choose that option."

"you want him to fuck me with his big black cock while you whack off your little white cock?"

"It's not a cock. It's just a penis."I said to her.

"What do you mean sweetie? Not a cock?" She gripped my dick firmly with both hands and twisted them in opposite directions. It felt amazing.

"Kivon has a cock, don't you think? Feels wrong calling my tiny white penis a cock." I said. I was deep in cuckold lust, I craved the humiliation from her. Leah gave a devilish grin and started moving her little hand faster over my erect penis again.

"It's not that small... unless we compare it to big black cocks. Then its tiny then isn't it, Jim? A tiny white penis. Not a cock." She sped up her hand a little faster.

I ran my hands through my hair and shut my eyes in pleasure. I didn't know what was going to make me cum, her hands or her words.

"Sweetie, I really love having black cock in my pussy while you watch and whack off your little white penis." Her hand was a blur over my shaft, I could feel my orgasm fast approaching.

"I... I love it too, sweetheart." I managed to say.

"Because you're a cuckold? Say it." She stopped moving her hand and gripped it hard.

"Ah! Y-yes, baby. B-because I'm a cuckold." I felt my body shaking, I needed to cum so badly.

Leah squatted over me and lowered her pussy until it kissed the tip of my penis. She rested one hand on my stomach and the other gripped my erection firmly.

"Sweetie, do you miss my pussy? It's been 5 days... It's finally your turn to fuck me. Or..." She looked down at me and bit her lip.

"Or...?" I felt a cold sweat run down my brow.

"Should I just give you a 'cuckold hand-job' instead? Like in that story I just read..." She started rubbing my penis head up and down her moist slit.

Precum oozed out of my prick and coated her cunt lips. She smeared it all around with my glans. I just stared up at her, my heart was beating through my chest. Denial was a very hot concept, and to keep it going by my own choice made me feel an intense arousal course through my soul. Leah gave me a crooked grin and started jerking my penis off again, keeping the head mashed against her cunt.

"Tell me, sweetie, tell me what you want."

"I... Ah..." I bucked my hips.

Leah sped up her little hand, jerking me off hard enough to make her own little breasts bounce.

"Tell me, is that what you want, Jim? Do you want to be denied my pussy? All you get is a hand-job for our anniversary?" Leah gave off a cute grimace and started jerking my penis hard and fast, determined to make me cum.

"Y-yes... It's what I want, just a hand-job for me, black cock for you!" I gasped as I started to feel my orgasm rush through my body like a freight train off rails. As my hips started to buck Leah giggled and sat on my erection, engulfing it in her molten hot pussy. I immediately came, filling her with spurt after spurt of my seed.

Later that night I drifted off to sleep, dreaming of our honeymoon. Except this time Leah was being carried by a muscular black man into our bedroom suite in slow motion, her long white wedding dress flowing behind them like it was under water. I was following along and opened the large white double doors for them. The large immaculate bed was surrounded by a dozen more handsome black men in the nude with their large penises hanging low. Leah was beaming as she clung to her lover, and turned to look at the men waiting for her.

I took a seat in a small chair in front of the bed as my wife was laid gently on the bed. The men slowly converged around her, roughly pulling her dress off. She moaned out loud as they grabbed at her with their large meaty hands, kissing and licking different parts of her body. I moved to the edge of my chair in hot anticipation as one of the largest of the men mounted her from behind and roughly pulled her head back by her hair. Another man gripped her jaw and opened it to fit his large, throbbing black cock inside her mouth...


I noticed I was alone when I awoke. My wife was gone. With a haggard groan I looked over at the bedside clock, it read; 1:43 pm. Damn, I had slept way too late! I hastily tumbled out of bed finding my feet, and lumbered to the connecting bathroom. I forced my eyes to stay open, I must have only had a couple hours of sleep.

I cleaned myself up and threw on some casual clothes and started to head downstairs, but the sound of Leah's giggling and Kivon's deep voice made me nearly trip. I rushed down the rest of the way to find them hanging out in the kitchen. Leah was sitting on the counter resting her hands on Kivon as he stood in front of her. She had a beaming smile on her face. I watched as the large black man leaned down and gave my wife a passionate kiss. She responded by lovingly holding his face to hers and wrapping her legs around his ass.

I just stared at them as their lips made smacking noises that echoed in the kitchen. I felt my erection grow as my wife made out with her black lover. It was hot but it was also wrong, I didn't think he would even come back so soon. Leah eventually noticed me after their kiss parted, her eyes giving no sign of surprise.

"Hey sleepyhead, about time you got up," she said.

Kivon turned to me and nodded a curt hello and then turned back to Leah and began kissing on her neck.

"Y-yeah uh... Couldn't really sleep. You should've woke me up." I subconsciously rubbed the back of my head.

Leah looked back at her lover and ran her little hands over his short hair. "Mmm, baby," she moaned as Kivon sucked and nibbled on her neck. He whispered something in her ear and she giggled and bit her lip.

I took a few steps toward them."So uh, didn't know you guys were getting together today."

Kivon abruptly lifted my wife up into his arms causing her to squeal in surprise followed by lots of giggles. She clung to his neck as he carried her into the living room past me.

She briefly glanced over at me."He's my husband all weekend, remember?" Kivon planted her on the couch and started to take off his shirt, revealing his ripped abs and chest.

I felt butterflies in my stomach and light-headed. My hands gripped the edge of the kitchen table behind me. I took a deep breath and tried to get my bearings on reality. She was right, it's exactly what my dumb mouth asked her to do. I asked her to not only cuckold me on our wedding anniversary but to treat her black lover like he was her husband all weekend if she wanted. In truth, as nice as it was to spend most of Saturday with my wife, deep down I wished Kivon had stayed and been with her all three days.

Kivon slowly pulled off Leah's tank-top and tossed it aside revealing her small perky breasts and hard nipples. Leah then began unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants with a look of urgency in her face.

"You so fine, baby girl," Kivon said to her.

"I need your cock, baby, I need it now."

My wife pulled his massive ebony organ from his pants. Her little white fingers contrasted with its darkness as it wobbled from her grip. She gave it loving kisses down the thick shaft with her delicate pink lips. Kivon carefully stepped out of his pants that gathered onto the floor and watched Leah worship his cock.

"I can't stop thinking about your big black cock, honey," Leah said between kisses, "Kissing it... Touching it... Swallowing it..." She then stuffed his entire cock head into her mouth, stretching her jaw to the limit.

"Thas' it, suck it, baby," he said under his breath.

Leah sucked on the bulbous purple head for several long moments and then tried taking more length down her throat. She made it about halfway and held it there as long as she could. I could see her eyes start to water and her face turned beet red. I swear I could even see the bulge in her throat for a moment before she moved her head back gasping for breath. Her lover's cock was fully hard now and glistening with her saliva as she held it up with both of her trembling hands.

"Mmm," she cooed as her cheeks hollowed, sucking on the head again. She flicked it with her tongue as she bobbed her head slowly back and forth on it. Kivon sighed to her and ran his thick fingers through her hair. Leah then licked down his shaft again until she found his scrotum and gathered up his testicles with her hand.

"Just look at his balls, Jim" she said, "Aren't they just huge?" She held Kivon's scrotum off to the side, his horse cock dangled on the other. His balls were as big as eggs, the scrotum skin was as black as charcoal.

I was unable to answer and just stared as she tried to stuff both of them into her mouth but they didn't even come close to fitting. One after the other she popped them in and out of her mouth before returning her attention to his giant cock. She didn't blink, she just gobbled the dark manhood up like a starving whore. Kivon mashed it into her face, plunging it into the depths of her throat. Leah looked up at him unblinking as she accepted his cock. He roughly gripped her by the hair and didn't stop until his cock went past halfway this time, creating a noticeable bulge in her small neck.

He held it there for a long moment, testing her resolve before removing his cock leaving her coughing and gasping again. He only gave her a precious moment before he shoved it back down her throat. Over and over he repeated this and my wife obediently knelt before him to happily take his punishment, eager to take more of his cock down her small throat.

Kivon pulled out again, leaving Leah gasping once more. "You like this cock, don't you, slut?"

"Yes, fuck yes! Fuck my mouth, Kivon. Please." Her voice was filled with excitement as she craned her neck up trying to taste his cock again.

Kivon impaled his cock back into her mouth and held her head in a firm grip. After a few slow pumps he was fucking my wife's throat. In and out his massive black cock plunged down her throat, stretching her jaw open to its limit. Tears streamed down Leah's red cheeks as she held onto her lovers rocking hips as they punished her face. His cock was going well past halfway down her throat now, the bump in her neck was moving rhythmically from the fuck motion of his big black cock.

I collapsed onto my knees, mesmerized by the scene. I couldn't believe my wife could take so much of him like this. I felt emasculated that my much smaller white penis could never choke her like this. She looked hungry for it but she never looked like that for me.

The living room was filled with the wet choking sounds of my wife being face fucked.

Glup Glup Glup

Kivon sped up his pace, his cock invading deeper and deeper into her throat with each thrust. Leah just kneeled there staring up at Kivon's eyes. I fixated on how his large black pipe moved in and out of her stretched pink lips, leaving drool and spittle to drip down onto the floor.

Just when I thought she might pass out he pulled his cock from her mouth letting her catch her breath. A fine strip of saliva connected her searching tongue with his twitching black meat.

She gave him a subtle grin and then gazed back over at me, her eyelids heavy."Jim, sweetie..." she said between pants, "come hold me, hold me up for him."

Hesitantly I crawled up behind her and wrapped my arms around her small frame. Her back heaved with breath as it pressed against my chest. I rested my head against the back of hers and kissed her silky brown hair lovingly. Her head jerked back slightly as she took him back into her mouth again. I ran my hands up over her small breasts and kneaded them as her black lover fucked her mouth again. In and out he plunged his black cock to the back of her throat, I could feel every pulse and twitch from her body as she took it.

Her hands moved over mine as I held her to me, her head being pressed hard against the side of my own from Kivon's thrusts. I moved a hand up to the side of her face and held her head steady for her black lover. I kissed her bulging cheek down to her neck and just held her tight as Kivon fucked her mouth over and over. Her muffled gasps and slurps from his plunging cock was almost deafening.

"Aww shit, fuck!" Kivon yelled out as he sucked in a breath and bent his knees. His thighs began to shake and he gritted his teeth.

I held her head up firmly as his cock made pulse after pulse down her throat, filling her tummy with his seed. I kissed down her neck and shoulder and shuddered in deep lust at the thought that I was helping my wife swallow another man's load while my hard penis strained against her ass completely ignored. After what felt like an eternity he pulled out of her mouth leaving her heaving and coughing, his cum running generously down her chin.

"O-oh my gawd, Kivon..." Leah tried to catch her breath. "I think I almost passed out!" She laughed as she collapsed back into me, her chest heaving for precious oxygen. I felt more precum spurt from my hard penis.

She scooped the cum from her chin with a finger and swallowed it hungrily."Mmmmm, his cum tastes so good, Jim," she said licking her lips.

Afterward we sort of just chilled out for a while, watching television and talking. It was a bizarre yet erotic feeling having my young wife and her black lover just hanging out completely nude in our living room. At one point Kivon reached for his pants on the floor and fished out a fat joint to share. Me and Leah would occasionally partake when we hung out with Sarah, so it wasn't exactly unusual for us to smoke.

Leah was giggling and bobbing her head to rap music that was playing on the television as she took another puff on the joint. She passed it to me again and I inhaled the smoke deep into my lungs. I could feel that comfortable yet warm feeling hitting me, must have been some good stuff. It felt stronger than Sarah's usual weed. Suddenly I was coughing and the happy couple was laughing at me.

"Heehee, sweetie, are you okay?" Leah said as she stood up and took the joint from me and puffed on on it again.

"I got the good shit," Kivon chuckled. He took the joint and gave it a long drag and then exhaled creating a large cloud of smoke.

As I watched him puff that smoke out of his lips and nostrils, I wondered how such a guy held a job at the same bank Leah once did. I knew they were strict there and didn't hire guys like this. There's no way he worked there was there?

"So you still working at uh... Voyage Holdings, Kivon?" I tried to ask casually.

Kivon coughed and looked away, "Naw, naw, that place history, man." He looked back over at me and chuckled,"Work for myself now, entrepreneur an' shit."

My sexy brunette wife started to sway her hips rhythmically to the music and ran her little hands slowly down her body and over the curves of her ass. Kivon reflexively pulled at his long flaccid dick as he spread his legs more and sat up. He had a hungry grin on his face, he was clearly infatuated with my wife as much as she was with him.

Leah bent over and started to seductively twerk her firm little ass in Kivon's face. He grinned even wider and slapped her on her butt cheek causing her to yelp in surprise followed by lots of giggles. After a few moments her eyelids were low and she was practically panting. I could tell she not only was high but really horny for him. I felt the anxiety build up in me as I knew they would probably fuck again at any moment.

Kivon put out the joint in his empty cup and pulled Leah back onto the couch. She wasn't giggling anymore, she knew it was time. I got up and out of the way as Leah bent over on her hands and knees and looked back over at her black lover with bated breath. I looked over to see him prodding at her opening with his thick cock head. It was as big as a ripe, bursting plum.

Leah's jaw hung open, her lips parted in a gasp, her face looked back at the big man trying to stuff her all the way with his big thing.

Kivon smoothed his large hand over the small of her back, still stroking his tip against her. "Tilt yo sexy ass up a little higher, like you want your butt hole to point at the ceiling, babygirl."

"Like this?" She grunted as he suddenly pushed his cock deep into her body. Her toes curled and her hands gripped the couch cushions as she moaned quietly, her head tilting upward in pleasure.

"Anus up, Leah... Up higher..." He continued sliding his dick into her deeper.

My wife's eyes were shut tight like she was deep in concentration, her face yawning in pure ecstasy. Despite her pleasure she hung on to her lover's every word. Her ass rolled higher, thighs flexing as Kivon's cock pushed past halfway in. I could see her tight tummy expand as she drew in a deep breath.

"You got it, baby girl... You got it..." Kivon said, his dark hand soothing her from her lower back to her tailbone. "I'm gonna go deep now, you ready?" She nodded, arching her back as high as she could. "You feel that?" She made an unusual grunt and hung her mouth open, drooling a bit. She sucked the drool back up into her mouth and rolled her eyes to the back of her head. "I'm touching your cervix." Leah pressed her forehead into the couch cushion and then lifted it back up again, furrowing her brow in discomfort.

I felt like a powerless marionette whose stomach was being suspended by invisible wires from the sky. This big black man was going places in my wife that my little white penis would never and could never go, and she loved it. I wondered how far into her he could really go. Before he never quite went all the way inside her, but it looked like he was determined to 'break her in' and go all the way. I hoped she could handle it, I hoped that I could handle it.

Leah glanced up at me, her eyebrows raised high into her dark hairline. She mouthed 'Oh my god' and then left her mouth hanging open in pain and pleasure.

"Ah... Yeah, you feel it, baby? Now I'm over your cervix, the tip of my dick is rubbin' it, but I'm past it, not pushing into it..." Kivon said.

Leah shut her eyes and gasped out loud. "Ah! Y-yeah, honey... I feel...I feel it..."

I looked over, there was maybe more than an inch left to go. She was really going to take all of that giant black cock. I could feel my own cock straining in my pants, I wanted to jerk off really bad but abstained.

"No man gone this deep have they?" He asked holding his cock still. "It's another G-spot, makes girls go crazy when you can hit it."

"You are so big... So big, baby..." Leah mouthed as her hands gripped the couch cushions harder and her hips began to move. She blew her brown hair out of her face and humped back into him in slow, careful increments. I leaned down and cleared the rest of her hair from her face and gave her a gentle kiss. When our kiss parted she was looking right through me as if I was invisible, she was completely concentrated on that big black cock inside her.

Kivon gripped her ass and impaled the rest of his cock inside her, his pubic bone pressed tight against her creamy white buttocks. Leah moaned, rocking her hips back with more energy as she worked herself against him. "You are so deep, Mm oh, Mmmm, so deep."

I was transfixed by their coupling. I just sat there on my knees watching them go at it for a long time. Seeing my wife get the deepest pleasure she could and loving it was an incredible feeling but it also tore me up, it hurt but it hurt good. Kivon's intrusion was getting faster and harder causing her ass to jiggle and bounce against him. Her breath became more ragged, and she panted and sucked in her lips. I could tell her orgasm was fast approaching, I couldn't help it and started rubbing on my own dick through my pants.

Leah pressed her face down into the couch seat and made a sound like she'd had the wind knocked out of her. She outstretched her hands searching for nothing in particular and moaned loud into the cushions lost in pleasure. I ran my fingers through her hair, down her smooth back and kissed her shoulder. Kivon gripped her hips and she pushed herself back up to meet his powerful thrusts. Craning her neck she looked over at me, and began to tremble from her thighs to her arms. She opened her mouth like she was singing but nothing came out followed quickly by her body bucking violently. Her brows went high and her mouth fell wide open with her chin jutted forward. Her voice finally caught up with her as she wailed in an intense climax that seemed to hit her in waves.

I couldn't help it and pulled my hard penis from my pants and began to jerk off. Leah seemed to look through me as her body bucked over and over and babbled nonsense. "Oh fff-mmm, Ahh G-gaw...Mm sshhit Ahh!" I saw the moment the height of her long orgasm hit her causing her to shriek and bare her teeth.

I leaned one hand on the edge of the couch and jerked myself off with the other, my angry white prick pointed straight at my moaning wife. Leah continued to wail and grip at the seat cushion while Kivon slowed to a steady rhythmic fucking. It stirred her waning orgasm back to lurid life, and she met his gentle thrusts with her bouncing little bottom.

"Uh... wait, oh no, oh no..." she gasped. I saw her feet arch, her knees bend, and her ankles press into the sides of Kivon's muscular thighs. Her body suddenly tightened and she looked confused, like something was happening that I couldn't see. Her hand flew between her quivering legs. "W-wait..." But Kivon didn't listen. His hands squeezed her thighs tighter and he bottomed out in her again.

I could see his dark glutes and thigh muscles flex as he held his erection inside her. That's when I noticed it, sparkling droplets spurting and spritzing up her backside and over Kivon's stomach and Leah's rump. Leah started moaning with a hint of unease in her voice. She was furiously rubbing her clit, her face twisted in silent, agonized ecstasy as she leaned back into Kivon. She sprinkled and spattered up his belly and all over his embedded cock.

"W-whats happening..." Leah gasped in a worried tone.

"It's all good, baby girl. You're squirting..." he soothed her as he massaged her anus in hard circles with his arced thumb.

More droplets pattered the cushions below her with quiet taps. "Oh gawd... I-I never..." She whimpered. I had to stop masturbating before I blew. My Leah had never squirted before, had she? She never did with me, yet another thing he could give her that I couldn't.

After she calmed down Kivon gently rolled her onto her back, both his hands on her raised knees. He leaned down and entered her willing cunt once again as she opened her arms to embrace him. I heard her gasp between their kisses to his monster cock moving inside her. She shrieked out loud immediately with her head rolling back, she was coming again. I couldn't believe it. She hooked her legs around him and clawed down his back as he started pounding her hard into the couch.

His black frame gradually covered my wife as he kissed her on the mouth, his hard black cock pummeling her wet pussy. The entire couch was shaking violently as he took what he wanted.

"Take it," she cried, "Take my pussy. It's yours. All yours."

It was a beautiful sight, seeing his big black cock spreading her pink vagina wider and wider, I couldn't believe how deep I saw his black cock was able to enter. I fell back onto my behind and started pulling on my hard little penis again. My wife looked so hot clutching to him with her fit, slender body under his muscular black frame as he plowed his manhood into her.

"Fuck, your pussy so good. You take it so good, baby." Kivon bellowed as he fucked her relentlessly.

"Yes! Yes, make me your slut." Leah moaned turning her head side to side in pleasure.

Kivon got up off of the sofa so that he was standing and spread Leah's legs wide and entered her once more. He then gripped the back frame with both hands and fucked her hard and fast into the back of the couch. "Get it, girl, Get it!" He yelled as he really laid into her. I crawled to the side avoiding his thrusting black ass.

After several moments of him hammering her pink cunt, I saw Leah flail her arms around until she was able to grip the back of the couch behind her for support. I watched as my once sweet and timid wife begin aggressively thrusting her hips up to meet her black lover. She fucked him back with everything she had in her. I stroked my own penis faster and faster, matching the pace of her thrusting.

"Yes, Yes Yes, Fuck me fuck me!" she cried.

She bit her lip and let out a long-running grunt as her hips met his thrusts stroke for stroke. Her pussy devoured his black cock with each thrust. Finally her fists gave way and her arms fell limp, her eyes closed and her hips stopped moving and relaxed. She just laid there exhausted with her legs wide open, getting black fucked into the couch. Her head slowly turned to me and she looked my way with heavy eyes.

"Jim..." she whimpered as she slowly extended her hand to me.

I immediately crawled up to the edge of the couch. I felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest.

"Hold my hand," she said looking punch-drunk. I stopped whacking off and took her hand in mine and she held it tightly.

She shook her head."No, Jim. I want you to jerk off."

I felt intense arousal at her request, my prick was as hard as rebar. I gripped my penis with my other hand and continued jerking off. A wide grin formed on her face as she watched me.

"That's it, Jerk off, sweetie," she said squeezing my hand. "Whack off to me cuckolding you."

"Y-yes baby..." I sighed in deep lust as I fisted my hard penis to her.

"I love watching you jerk off...It's so hot, baby." she moaned dreamily.

I heard Kivon grunting harder next to me, he was fucking her harder now, causing the whole couch to slam into the wall and vibrate the window above us.

"Yes! Don't stop don't stop p-pleeaaase!" my wife cried. "It's so good, Holy fuck it's so good, Jim" her hand squeezed mine even harder than before, she was about to have another huge orgasm. Her body stiffened and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Her thighs trembled and shook, her mouth formed an O as she gasped and cried into another intense climax. Kivon grunted again and went rigid, about to shoot his cum deep into my wife's womb.

"P-Please, Please cum inside me, I need your cum, baby," she said looking back up at Kivon.

"Shit, yes, gonna come..." he huffed.

"Yes, baby! Use my body to come!" she turned to me watching my fist gripping my hard white dick moving up and down. "You too Jim. Use your hand to come."

I heard Kivon shudder and bellow as he came. It was way too much for me. As Kivon came inside my wife, I shot mine all over the floor below me uselessly. I gazed down at my white jism collecting on the floor next to my knees as I came down from my intense high.

"Mmmm, Yes, honey. Your cock feels amazing in me, I'm so glad I made you come." she then looked over at me. "And you too. I'm glad you came watching me."

Kivon pulled out and collapsed onto the couch next to her breathing hard recovering from his massive orgasm. I stared down at Leah's used pussy, it was a red gaping maw that began to leak a large frothy white mess. The residue of a black man's orgasm leaking from my wife's well-fucked pussy. At that moment his sperm was swimming around inside of her. I worried a little bit about if my wife could get pregnant.

Part of me was turned on by the thought of Leah being bred by a black man, but I knew it was impossible anyway. Leah was on the pill and I had seen her take it myself. There would be no black pregnancy... not tonight anyway. I couldn't stop staring at the thick, white sperm oozing out of her red, gaping pussy though. I felt an intense urge to get between her lovely legs and eat her pussy, to soothe it with my tongue. I had read about cream pie cleanups but never thought I'd want to try it. I still wasn't sure if I did. The idea of licking up her lover's cum sounded revolting but... I couldn't stop staring at it. Kivon woke me from my reverie with his baritone voice.

"Shit, sorry about your couch," he said. We all laughed. Yeah, it was a filthy mess. I wasn't looking forward to cleaning that shit up later.

The weed and sex had left us starving so I ordered some pizza and we just continued to hang out the rest of the day. They had sex a few more times; once in the bathroom I heard her giving him head, and another when they made love on our bed.

I was sitting in a chair jerking off watching her slowly ride her lover reverse cowgirl while she kept eye contact with me. I was so turned on watching her beautiful white body bounce up and down her black lover's rigid cock. She controlled the pace this time and just enjoyed his cock, slowly rocking on it. Eventually she needed more and began slamming her cunt down his shaft, aggressively riding his cock. Her small perky breasts bounced as she quickened her pace, her face twisted in intense pleasure.

She rode him for a long while, enjoying his huge cock. I noticed she seemed to be able to take him easier and easier each time they had sex. I felt my heart swell when she made eye contact with me again and gave me a warm, loving smile.

Her sparkly blue eyes pierced my soul as she mouthed to me, "I love you." I responded with the same thing and jerked off faster. She glanced down at my penis then back up to my eyes and bit her lip. She looked as close to coming as I was. Remarkably my eye caught sight of her lower abdomen, between her bellybutton and her vulva. It lifted each time Leah impaled herself on his cock. He was pushing her up from the inside.

In a lust filled trance I glided to the edge of the bed and gently placed my hand on her soft skin and felt his stiff cock pistoning inside her beneath the surface. The experience shook me to my core with an erotic charge. I was feeling his cock moving inside her.

"Holy shit, that's so hot..." I sighed.

Leah gazed down where I was touching her and gave me a crooked grin. "Can you feel his big black cock inside me, sweetie?"

"I can, baby," I said.

As I held my hand firmer to her, Kivon started to fuck up into my wife faster. I could literally feel him fucking deep inside my wife. I was completely transfixed. I felt Leah's small hand move atop mine. Her eyes grew wider a wilder as her black lover edged her closer to a powerful climax.

"I want you to kiss me while he makes me cum," she said looking at me with an intense need in her eyes.

I tenderly kissed her lips and pressed my hand more firmly against her lower belly. I could feel Kivon's steel rod slide across our palms.

"I want to feel him cum inside you," I murmured between kisses.

"Yes, sweetie, I want you to feel it..." she moaned back into my kiss.

His hips rutted faster causing Leah to bounce, making it more difficult to keep our lips connected. I began stroking my penis again with my other hand, I was so close to cumming.

"Oh, Oh Yesss..." Leah moaned between kisses, "Cum in me, C-cum in me, Kivon..."

I saw his big dark hands grip her hips tight and began hammering up into her harder. My penis throbbed in my hand as I felt my come start to move from my balls to my penis. I mashed my other hand hard against her tummy and she groaned loudly. Her eyes narrowed but stayed fixed on me as her mouth opened wide into a hard orgasm. Her hips shook violently as she gripped my hair with her free hand and clamped her lips back onto mine. She moaned into my mouth as she road out the intense jolts that coursed through her petite body.

I shut my eyes and started to cum, my jism squirting onto the edge of the bed and the floor. I felt her bite my lip and shake again as the last of my cum shot from my dick. Kivon grunted behind her and lifted her high with his own hips as he filled her with his own seed.

It had gotten late and Kivon had to go. They said their goodbyes and I watched as he bent down to give her one last kiss before he headed out.

"So you're going to go with us, right? To the party next weekend?" Leah asked as Kivon finished tying his shoes.

"Yeah, I'll be here, meet you here Friday night and then we go." he said smiling.

"Good, I want you to meet my friend Sarah, she's awesome!" Leah beamed as she leaned back into her pillow.

I had crawled up next to her in bed and was caressing her soft stomach with my hand and kissed her shoulder.

"Yeah man, she's pretty cool. Will be a few others there I think. They have an indoor pool and stuff so it should be fun," I said coolly.

"Aight, man, sounds good!" he looked over at Leah one last time, "I'll talk at you later, baby girl."

"Bye, Kivon." she cooed with a little wave. Kivon turned and left us, his large frame making loud stomps as he made his way down the stairs.

Leah turned her body to me and kissed me tenderly. "Did you have fun, sweetie? I sure did," she sighed dreamily.

"Yeah, baby. This was the hottest thing I've ever done, I'm still turned on by it..." I ran my fingers over her pierced nipple and squeezed her little breast.

She gave me a crooked grin and smoothed her hand down my chest. "Well..." she started, and then laid on her back and spread her legs wide,"Why don't you come make love to your wife, right after she's been black fucked. Would you like that, sweetie?"

An erotic chill ran up my spine, to get sloppy seconds with my wife right after her black lover came deep inside her. I felt my abused penis grow to a full erection. I stripped off the rest of my clothes and got up between Leah's legs and lined my hard prick to her red, swollen cunt. It was well used, stretched and gushing with cum from her black lover.

Leah ran her fingers over her breasts and bit her lip again. "Or... Baby, there was something I read a lot about..." she sat up and ran her finger down my face and over my lips.

"What, baby?"

"You're a cuckold..." She leaned back down and gripped under her knees pulling her legs up to her chest, revealing more of her wrecked pussy and her crinkled little asshole to me. "Would you rather... Would you rather clean me? Soothe my used pussy?"

I felt frozen, my erection was so hard it hurt. I couldn't possibly do it, could I? I wanted to, I felt the urge, but also the revulsion. Which would win out, could I control myself? Did I even want to? In truth I wanted to be her cuckold, her loving cuckold husband that prepared her for dates with other men, that held her hand when she was fucked by her black lover, that soothed her used pussy and...

My penis head pressed up against her pussy lips, I felt the heat radiating from it. I held it there hesitating for a long moment. She held my gaze, her mouth slightly open in bated breath.

"Which would my cuckold prefer? Don't be shy, sweetie, do what feels right to you..." she said.

Without a word I knelt down and wrapped my arms around her thighs. Leah's eyebrows raised in surprise but her eyelids went heavy with lust. Her musky pussy smelled like sweat and cum. It's nasty in the most delicious way. I gently kissed her clit and then kissed the center of her vagina. I looked back up to see her panting with arousal at what I was doing. I continued to kiss my way down until I found her puckered asshole and give it a deep kiss.

"Mmmm yes, kiss my asshole, sweetie..." I heard Leah say.

I rubbed her sweaty asshole in tight circles with the flat of my tongue and then french kissed it. I heard her let out a soft, satisfied moan as I probed her butt ring with my tongue as deep as it would go. I sucked and kissed and licked her little crinkled butt hole for several long savory moments before I began to slowly lick up to her sticky wet cunt.

"Oooh, sweetie, yes... Clean me like a good cuckold husband..."

I felt a presence behind me, but I knew it wasn't Kivon, he was long gone. I felt like I could see part of it's darkness from the corner of my eye but I refused to look at it. I wasn't playing games with my own head anymore. I had a duty to perform.

Yes. Do your duty.

Shut up, Leave me alone.

Always alone.

I'm not listening.

Savor it.

I will.

I licked up and down her abused gash scooping up some of the white spunk. It left a salty, bitter trail along my tongue before I swallowed it. I then hungrily plunged my tongue deep into her soft pink hole causing her to breathe out a satisfied moan. I gripped my hard cock and jerked myself off as I sucked and probed my wife's messy cunt.

"Oh gawd, Jim, yes. Eat me, eat me..." she moaned.

I felt her hold onto my head and press my face hard into her snatch. Her thighs tilted and began to thrust against my invading mouth, desperate for my tongue. I licked and sucked on her like a starving a****l, swallowing her and her black lover's combined juices as I jerked my penis hard and fast against the bedsheets.

"T-that's it, sweetie, Oh!" She writhed and squirmed, "Jerk off while you eat me, cum with your hand."

I probed hard and fast with my tongue and then licked and sucked on the tiny nub of her clit. She shouted and compressed my head between her thighs, vibrating and shaking them as she whimpered into a soft climax. I felt my own orgasm hit me at the same time, and lunged forward moaning into her cunt as I came. After cumming so much that day I could only produce a few small squirts of my seed onto the sheets.

Savor.

Alone.

The gear shift locked into park after the shade of a thick tree blanketed my car. I was parked in an old section of the parking lot at work. I never saw anyone else use it after they paved the fancy new section out front of my work's office building. I reached into the backseat and snatched my lunch, some takeout from a sub shop, and tossed it on the passenger seat next to me. I slurped a gulp of my drink through a straw and sighed. This was not your typical Monday, it was the Monday after you got cucked on your wedding anniversary. Like a d**g addict reaching for his fix, I yanked out my tablet and flipped to the video I had recorded of my loving wife having sex with her black lover.

I leaned back in the driver's seat and hovered my finger over the play button and hesitated as I stared at the video thumbnail. Things had really gone further than I had ever imagined. At first I was looking at porn videos on this very same tablet, porn videos of sexy white girls being fucked by big dicked black men, and imagining my young wife in their place. Now I was watching my wife's own interracial sex video on the same damn tablet. I tapped play.

I marveled at Leah's soft pink lips pressed against Kivon's thick black lips as they made out in our bedroom. She looked so beautiful and happy that night, it gave me hot pangs of intense arousal. I wondered if she was daydreaming about any of this while she was at work today, distracted by thoughts of big black cocks.

I pulled my erection out of my pants and started jerking it to the video. Kivon was slapping her smiling face with his massive ebony meat, and then she was licking it, sucking it. I skipped around the video as I pulled on my hard dick. I finally paused it on her looking straight ahead with an expression of extreme passion as he took her from behind. I couldn't last any longer and I climaxed over my hand as I stared at her face. After I came down from my orgasm, I felt that crushing low try to bring me down. I wiped up my mess with some napkins and tried to shake the feeling.

The shame of my addiction was palpable. I switched off my tablet and angrily shoved it back into my bag and tossed it in the back. I glanced over at my lunch and felt like I would retch, I had killed my own appetite. The sub sandwich was like a big phallic reminder of Kivon's big dick. That's when I recalled what I did eat last night. I can't believe I ate her out, licked her... Licked up her cream pie like a dirty little cuckold. That's what I was, right? Why did it turn me on so much? Even in this low moment I started to feel the arousal creep up my body again just thinking about it.

I couldn't lose the respect of my wife, I couldn't handle her looking at me like Kaley did all those years ago. This had to just be a game to spice things up, to scratch our kinks. I couldn't let it destroy the love we shared between us. Maybe this was all just what they call 'cuckold angst.' Maybe I should learn to enjoy this part more? This game was intense in every aspect.

A game you lose

I leaned back in the seat again and rubbed my eyes. We just needed to spend more husband and wife time together, we just needed to make sure to fill our love meter back up in between the other stuff... But there was a deep dark part of me that found it very erotic to lose her to a black man, for her to fall for him, to love him more than me.

C-clak

I could see it's reflection in the rearview mirror. It was sitting in the backseat, head slumped down behind its dirty hair. I looked away and grabbed my drink again and took another gulp. We just had to talk things out, make sure we are on the same page. We could make this work, I couldn't let my addiction destroy everything.

Clikk C-clik c-c-clak

I could see it slowly raising its head in small jerks. I thumped the mirror to the side so I couldn't see it anymore and put the car into drive.

"You're not real, fuck off."


"Baby, it's just the game, of course I respect you," Leah said as she caressed the side of my face.

We were laying side by side on the bed, I could see her nipple piercings glimmering through her sheer nightie. I sighed to myself and bit the inside of my cheek.

"It looked like you had a special connection with Kivon..." I whispered, "Like it was more than just sex."

Instead of denying it she nodded her head and said, "I don't know why... Kivon's different, maybe because he's black, like a caricature of black. So masculine and dominant." She made a wistful smile. "Guess it's my type."

"So what then, you love him?" I seethed.

Leah sighed and rubbed my shoulder reassuringly, "Jim, honey, I like being dominated. I'm a bottom to men like Kivon. It doesn't change how I feel about you, I love you." She tenderly kissed me on the forehead. "It's like... I'm a bottom to black men and you are a bottom to me. It's what gets you hot. It gets me hot, too."

"I'm a bottom? How is that respecting me?"

"Ji-im, you know those are two different things," she almost whined, "Don't be like this, you are trying to top from the bottom. Just embrace it, it's what you wanted. It doesn't change my love for you, only how I view you sexually."

I felt my face sag into defeat. "So... You don't view me as a man anymore..."

"Of course I do, the man I love with all my heart." I felt her take my hands in hers. "But you are overthinking it, sweetie. I'm a sexaholic, I love sex, and now I discovered my love for black men thanks to you. Jim, we can stop if that's what you want..."

"N-no, honey. Is that what you want? To stop?" I asked.

She took a deep breath and then rolled onto her back. "Baby... No, no I don't want to stop. Like I told you, I feel like a new woman, and I love the way Kivon makes me feel. I want to keep exploring this, and I think you do too," She turned back to me, "We both get hot from it, and that's okay, sweetie. It's something we can share together."

"Sometimes I just get down and well, I'm afraid you will just lose all respect for me and leave me for him or whoever..." I looked away, feeling like I already lost for getting so desperate-sounding.

Leah turned my head back to hers, "Stop that, Jim. Everything's okay, I promise. I'm not leaving you for 'whoever'." She looked sternly at me, "I love you, Jim."

"I love you, Leah." I kissed her again. My heart lifted and I started to feel much better, Leah always had a way of making me feel good. My vision focused behind her for a moment and I saw the bathroom door slowly creak open behind her, something dark standing behind it. I ignored it and focused on Leah's beautiful blue eyes.

Leah gave a worried look, "You need to feel the good hurt, not the bad hurt, right?"

"Yeah... I know it's all so weird, I barely understand it myself. Being a bottom to you, and you to them, it makes sense I guess."

Leah looked down contemplating something.

"What is it, honey?" I smoothed my hand down her side.

"I think I sort of understand it now. Well... To be honest... It got me hot too," she looked back up at me, her face solemn. "You know I love you watching me, I love seeing you jerk off to me..."

"Yeah?" I kissed her forehead. "What is it?"

"It gets me hot when you... hurt...I loved seeing the way you look at me when I was with Kivon. Does that upset you?" She looked worried again.

My heart fluttered and my stomach got those familiar butterflies again. She spoke back up quickly before I could answer. "Good hurt I mean."

"Ye-yeah, Leah. That's hot, really hot. That really turns you on?"

She looked relieved at my response."Yeah, it gets me hot when you hurt for me. Like I'm dominating you... sexually anyway."

Leah gave me a crooked grin as she crawled on top of me and pulled her nightie off, tossing it behind her. Her small, perfect little baseball-sized breasts bare for me to touch and squeeze. She gripped my shorts and yanked them down exposing my hard erection.

"Sweetie, I love you. I won't ever leave you..." she lifted herself over my erection and sank herself back down engulfing it in her molten hot cunt, "but I'll always be a black cock slut... I can't give it up, Jim."

I groaned in pleasure, her pussy felt amazing on my dick. She winced from the soreness but started to slowly rock back and forth.

"Good," I gasped.

"Think of that... Think of his big black cock entering my pussy. Can you see it?" She started rocking faster.

I gripped her hips and started thrusting up into her. "Yeah, yeah, baby. I can see it..."

Leah ran her little hands up to my chest and leaned down to whisper, "Will you hurt for me? Will you hurt for me while his black cock stretches me wide open, and pounds me while you watch..."

"Yes, baby yes! I'll hurt for you, baby." Her words and her pussy were sending me over a cliff, I was almost at the point of no return already.

My wife sat back up and rode me hard, making little clap sounds from out connecting flesh."Think of me cucking you with black cock, baby. Mmmm he's filling me up with his black man's seed while you whack off your little white boy penis..."

She rode me hard, desperately trying to jam more of my dick inside her. I lifted her up as I tried to fuck into her but I knew my penis just didn't even come close to reaching the depth's Kivon's huge black cock did. Within seconds I was coming hard, washing her insides with my seed. She groaned in her own pleasure while she looked down at me smiling. I don't think she came herself but she didn't seem to mind it.

As we drifted off to sleep she lay with her back to me. I kissed her soft hair and wrapped an arm around her and held her tight. I felt better but was still worried this addiction we both shared was not headed towards a healthy place.

Throughout the rest of the week I was on edge about the coming pool party at Sarah's. We were going to not only be out in public, but around our friends. Would they figure out our deviant secret? Would I become the laughing stock of my friends? How the hell would they even react if they found out? Would they think I'm just a pathetic wimp, or maybe a degenerate creep? I just couldn't imagine what Sarah, Jake or Xander could possibly think.

On Tuesday me and my wife were cuddled up on the couch watching television after dinner. Leah's phone chimed that she received a text. She nonchalantly pulled it out and made a quick reply, I didn't get a chance to peak at what it said.

"I'll be right back." She quietly got up and walked out the front door, closing it behind her.

What the hell? I peeked through the blinds and saw her getting inside a black Cadillac Escalade. Who the hell was that?

I looked back down noticing she left her phone on the couch. I swiped it up and flicked through it like a mad man. I read her last few text's, they were from Kivon;

Kivon: Come to my car, my dick need sucking

Leah: Yes Sir 'Heart Emoji' 'Drooling Emoji'

My stomach fell through me and I felt chills tingle my bones. I immediately grew an erection and clutched to it. My sexy young wife was in her black boyfriend's car giving him a blow job right now. I peeked back through the blinds, trying to see them but the damned windows were all tinted. The vehicle just sat there idling in front of the house. It was a nice car, those things were too expensive for my blood. There is no way in hell he could have afforded it if he still worked at Leah's old job, so what was his new career path anyway? All I had gotten from him was 'entrepreneur.'

I waited for what seemed like an eternity when finally I saw my wife get out of the car and trot back towards the house wiping at her chin. I sat back down as she came inside and pretended like I was still watching the television. I heard the car speed off outside as she sat down next to me and picked up her phone.

"Mmmm, had to have a quick snack," she giggled and then went back to watching the show as if nothing had happened.

Later that night I practically attacked her in bed, yanking her panties down and kissing her hard on the mouth. I spread her legs and lined myself against her entrance but she placed her hands on my shoulders stopping me.

"No, Jim," she pulled me down next to her and caressed the side of my face with the back of her soft hand.

I ran my hand up her body and cupped one of her breasts, lightly squeezing it. "I want to fuck you so bad, baby."

"No," she said still looking into my eyes. Her fingers traced down my body until it found my hard on and gripped it. "I want us to wait again, it was so hot last time."

I felt her hand start to move up and down my hard prick and she gave me a soft kiss on my lips. My dick got even harder and precum splashed from the tip. I felt a deep sense of arousal at being denied her pussy again, I loved the idea and hated it at the same time. I wanted to fuck her so bad but the kink inside me wanted to be denied even more.

"Yes, baby, That's a great idea." I heard myself say.

"It is, isn't it?" She gave me a crooked grin and then kissed her way up my neck to my ear and whispered, "I want you to hurt for me."

I shut my eyes in intense pleasure as her hand sped up on my shaft.

"Hurt for me, no sex for my cuckold..." She whispered, her hand was a blur on my penis.

"Oh sh-shit, Leah! Yes! N-no sex for me, I'm just a cuckold!" I lifted my hips into her moving fist, only moments away from cumming. Just as I was about to hit the moment of no return she removed her hand, leaving my prick standing on its own, bouncing and twitching in need of stimulation.

"Wha-what! B-baby, please..." I gasped.

"Shhhh," she cooed as she brought my face to hers and kissed me while she ran a hand up and down my chest and stomach. "I don't think we should masturbate either this time, I want us to be horny for this weekend, 'Kay?"

"Holy... Shit, Leah," I breathed out, "That was cruel, I was so close, baby..."

"I don't want you to jerk your little dick, okay? I want us both to wait. Do that for me?" She looked serious.

"I will. I'll try." I kissed her again and held her to me. My poor abused penis stayed hard and defiant.

She snuggled into my shoulder, "Mmmm, maybe we could try a chastity cage someday. Would that get you hot? I get wet just thinking of it..."

"I-I dunno..." I stammered, "Maybe... "

She looked back up at me and bit her lip. "You'd do it for me though, right? It would keep you from jerking off too much, and getting bad hurt. Plus..." She gave a breathy sigh. "It would turn me on so much for you to hurt for me like that, to wear it for me..."

"I would... I would wear it for you, baby." I kissed her forehead forcing a smile to form on her face.

It took me hours to finally fall asleep that night, my hard penis pressed tight against Leah's firm little butt cheeks. She had stepped up my denial game from last week and it really surprised me. I wasn't expecting it at all, but I was just thankful she didn't give me a ruined orgasm. I figured she had read about those too. The idea of wearing a chastity cage was very arousing but scary. I think the hottest aspect of it was the fact Leah was turned on by the idea of putting me in one.

Wednesday and Thursday were brutal but I survived them without masturbating. Every time I'd get handsy Leah would be quick to rebuke my advances and remind me of the rules.

"Keep it pg-13, sweetie," she would say.

"Hm, I've seen some raunchy pg-13's..." I said with a wide grin.

"Then G."

I was tempted a few times to masturbate and even gave my penis a few quick tugs but I was a good boy.

When I came home from work on Friday I noticed Kivon's fancy black Cadillac Escalade sitting in our driveway. I had to park at the front on the street since there was only enough room for two cars in our driveway and garage. It was a strange feeling seeing my wife's lover's car and her car parked there together without mine. It was like I was completely replaced. I got a massive erection at the thought. Pretty much anything could set me off right now.

When I entered the house I was welcomed home by the sound of a repetitious gulping sound to my left. I looked over to see my wife on her knees moving her head up and down on Kivon's rigid black cock as he sat on the couch.

Glup Glup Glup

She suddenly shut her eyes closed as Kivon held her head down. He was cumming. I saw her neck move as she swallowed every drop of his load. When they were done Leah trotted up to me smiling. She was wearing a cute blue and white sleeveless summer dress with a sexy v-neck. I could see a drop of cum on her modest cleavage.

"Welcome home, sweetie, go get dressed so we can go," she said and hugged me and kissed me on the cheek.

I changed clothes into a pair of swim trunks, and an old band t-shirt. I felt my hands trembling as I tightened the velcro straps across my sandals. Leah and Kivon were waiting for me at the front door, talking quietly to each other. He gave me a nod.

"Aye, You ready to go, player? We can take my ride if y'all want." He had his hands casually in the pockets of his long black shorts. He wore a tight-fitting red and black sports tank top that Leah had her little hands clinging to.

"We usually walk," Leah answered for me, "Sarah lives really close and the management at her apartments are fucking Nazi's about parking."

"That's coo', we walk then."

"Yeah, they tried to tow my car one time, just better to walk and not deal with their bullshit," I said.

"Yeah," Leah pulled open the door and started to walk out into the evening light, "plus I enjoy the walk, it's nice."

"I feel you, baby girl." Kivon grinned as he followed her out.

As we made our way to Sarah's I hanged back as the hot interracial couple walked hand in hand in front of me. My erection was starting to tent my shorts so I tried to hide it with my hands as I walked. Then it dawned on me. What the hell, all the neighbors would see...

"Uh hey, Leah?" I called to her.

She stopped her conversation with Kivon and turned back to me as we walked. I pointed at their hands and looked at her in a 'what the fuck are you doing' sort of way. Her eyebrows raised in confusion that quickly transformed into understanding and then she silently laughed to her self. She mouthed the word 'Sorry' and then let go of his hand and pulled out her phone.

"Gonna text Sarah and let her know we are on our way," she said.

"Jim!" Sarah excitedly pulled me into a hug. I squeezed her little body against mine and lifted her into a bear hug. I could feel her very large breasts squish against me.

"Oof!" she breathed out as I set her down, "I love your hugs!"

She then was all over Leah hugging and giggling, "Missed you, girl! So glad you guys came!"

She was shorter than my wife but equally as gorgeous. Leah Hugged her back."Need my Sarah time!" she said with a big smile.

Sarah maintained her big energetic grin as she then looked up at Kivon's imposing presence. "And you must be Kivon. Hi, I'm Sarah."

"Nice to meet you," he said eyeing her up and down.

"Come! Come in! Jerome already brought some beer downstairs to the pool house," she said as we followed her into her apartment."I was just about to head down there but I need to grab a few things."

"Jerome, huh?" Leah gave her a shrewd smirk.

"Nothing serious, just a friend," Sarah said gesturing her hand up casually, "...With a big dick."

Both girls burst out into laughter. We continued through a short hallway, I couldn't help but stare at Sarah's perky bubble butt barely covered by her cutoff jean shorts. She wore a white two-piece bikini underneath, her ample cleavage practically bursting from her top. She was a sexy girl, and I had always had a little bit of a crush on her. It was ultimately Leah that I fell in love with, but sometimes I wondered if things had worked out differently... Would it have been Sarah? It was Sarah that was supposed to do the art modeling that day after all, until Leah intervened.

We all gathered in Sarah's small living room as she collected some more things she wanted to bring to the pool.

"Nice place," Kivon said.

"It's alright, could be better with how high the rent is," Sarah said as she stopped to tie her long strawberry blond hair into a ponytail.

I leaned on the kitchen bar while Kivon took a seat on her sofa, fiddling with something in his pocket. Leah whispered into Sarah's ear and they both burst out into girly giggles. I then saw Sarah grab a familiar little pink leather bag. It was what she stored her d**gs in. After a short while we were walking down the stairwell, our footsteps and voices echoing all the way down.

"Yeah good, just meet us in the pool house. Yeah. Okay, see ya soon!" Sarah said into her phone with a smile, "Xander and Jake are bringing over more drinky-drinky."

When we made our way into the large pool house, the girls held hands and ran up to the pool's edge giggling. I watched as they stripped off their outer clothes and then leaped into the cool water. The splashes and laughter they made echoed in the large spacious building. An older couple had just gotten out of the water and were leaving, probably bothered by all of us.

A very tall, well built black man was leaning on an arcade machine holding a beer near the doorway. He snapped his attention over to us exposing his chrome grilled teeth in a wide devilish grin. Behind him another black guy was sitting in a chair, watching the girls swim while smoking a joint.

"Welcome, gentlemen!" He bellowed throwing his hands up in a dramatic greeting. "We got beer, we got weed, we got pussy!"

The man behind him shook his head and chuckled while he scratched at his thick black beard. The tall black man picked up two extra beer cans from a cooler and walked over to us, offering them. He was taller than Kivon and looked like he could have been a professional basketball player or something. His head was shaved and he had various tattoos all over his arms and bare chest. He only wore a pair of swim trunks that looked damp from swimming earlier.

Kivon took one and cracked it open."What up, I'm Kivon."

"Jim," I said as I accepted the beer, "I'm an old friend of Sarah's."

"Jerome," he said and then threw a thumb to his friend behind. "And this is my homie, Darnell. Don't take offense if he don't talk much, he's kinda dumb."

Darnell shook his head again rolling his eyes. Jerome walked up to the wall laughing to himself and fiddled with a set of switches and knobs.

"Y'all check this shit," he said as he cranked the knob slowly.

The entire place's lighting dimmed followed by a new set of track lights humming to life. They each slowly pulsated different hues from blue to pink. The fake Palm trees that lined the walls blinked to life with multicolored Christmas lights, bathing everything around them in a mismatch of color. Jerome hit another knob and the room reverberated and echoed with a local radio station. It sounded like rap, big shocker there.

Kivon looked around awestruck for a moment then regained his composure. "Woah, pretty coo' man."

Jerome snorted. "Pfft yeah, it 'coo,' it motha-fuckin' off the hook, nigga!" He slapped Kivon's thick shoulder really hard causing him to flinch and then motioned for us to follow him. Kivon looked annoyed at the guy which made me feel a strange camaraderie with him for once. We both didn't seem to like this guy.

We made our way to the pool's edge. Kivon sat down dunking his bare legs into the water. Jerome squatted next to him, maintaining his unnerving grin. His eyes were red, probably from smoking earlier, and he had an excited twitch about him. It was like he was a compressed spring ready to fly any moment.

The girls were splashing around and laughing about something. The water around them would slowly shimmer from a deep blue to a hot pink thanks to the track lighting above. Jerome slapped my back. "Damn, Jim. That your girl? I love a sexy brunette. You got good taste, Jim. Mm Mm, look at em' go."

"Uh, yeah... Leah. Sh-she's my wife." There was something about this man that made me really uncomfortable. Leah had playfully grabbed Sarah's tits from behind, causing her to squeal.

He clapped his hands together and whooped at them, "Take it off! Take it off her, Leah! Free them titties!" He started belly laughing obnoxiously.

"She might just do it," Kivon said.

"Awww shit, she a freak?" Jerome shouldered me, "Yo wife a freak, Jim?"

Before I could answer the girls swam up to us. Leah held onto Kivon's knees and looked up at him with a beaming smile. Sarah swam up reaching for Jerome.

"Come in with me, the water feels great!" Leah said to Kivon.

Jerome took Sarah's hand and suddenly the small girl gripped his arm with both hands and pushed off from the pool's edge with her feet. Jerome was taken by surprise and lost his footing, falling into the water with her. They produced a huge splash spraying all of us. Leah burst into laughter, shielding her face from the water. Her face turned to a serious awe as she looked back up to see Kivon taking his shirt off revealing his muscular black body.

I watched the big black man jump in the pool making my wife giggle with glee. They swam close together talking quietly as Jerome held up a squealing Sarah in the air. He tossed her further down the water causing one of her large breasts to pop free from her top. Seeing my wife in public acting intimate with her black boyfriend while I sat alone was churning my guts, but also making me feel a deep arousal with a hint of terror. This was going to be too fucking obvious they were fucking... I hugged my knees to hide my growing erection.

"Ji-im!" I heard Sarah call out, "Jim! Get in!"

My stomach felt a little less heavy and my heart hurt a tiny bit less, at least someone still remembered me. I pulled off my shirt and sandals and hopped in. The water felt icy cold on my skin for an instant, but quickly mellowed to a comfortable temperature. We swam around for maybe an hour, sometimes getting out only to cannon ball back in. Leah spent the whole time playing with Kivon and Sarah, I might as well not of even been there. I headed to the edge ready to get out when she swam up next to me and cupped my crotch under the water.

"Someones excited..." she whispered to me.

I leaned back into the pool's edge and gripped the side. She nudged up next to me and kissed me on the cheek.

"You're hanging on him too much, you can't make it so obvious, Leah..." I seethed.

"Shhh," she gave me a wicked smirk and squeezed my penis, "Just sit back, sweetie. Sit back and get friend zoned. Don't deny it, Jim. It's making you so hard..."

I shuddered against the cold concrete edge, my obscene erection couldn't hide that she was right. She lifted my chin to look at her. Her deep blue eyes hypnotized me as they caught the hot pink glare from the lights above.

"That's the look." she bit her lip and her eyelids got heavy in lust, "That's the look I love seeing, it's so hot, baby... "

"Yeah?" I was breathing hard.

"Will you..." she leaned into me and lightly pressed her forehead to mine and whispered, "will you hurt for me..."

"Y-yes... Yes, baby..." I managed to squeak out. I felt like my heart was going to fall out of my body and show up floating in the pool. Her words hurt and aroused me, I was putty in her hand.

She pecked me quickly on the cheek again and then she was gone, swimming toward her new man. He gently lifted her into his arms causing her to laugh and cling to him. I sunk myself below the surface of the water and held myself there. I could see her milky white legs clinging round his thick black thighs. Her hand would rub on his huge crotch every once and awhile.

I closed my eyes and continued to hold my breath until my lungs burned. All I could hear was the echoey sound of their movement and muffled laughter. Maybe I should just stay down here until I pass out and drown. I felt like I was on a roller coaster and I had the terrifying anticipation of the climb and simultaneously the intense thrilling fear of the descent. I wasn't sure if I could handle the turmoil that was boiling to a head inside me, and this was just the start of this party.

I was sitting on a patio chair sipping a new beer while Leah sat across from me with Sarah on a chaise lounge. They were cuddling under the same towel while they chatted with the other guys. Kivon took a seat on the edge of their lounge and started to tug at the towel playfully.

"What you got here, huh?" he said looking down at their cleavage.

"Hey! This is our towel, get your own!" Leah giggled.

"Girls only towel!" Sarah said yanking it back.

"Who said I wanted the towel?" he said, grinning.

Jerome interrupted their playful banter by leaning over in front of them with a small mirror. He had Sarah's little pink bag in his other hand.

"Time to start the party, ladies!" Jerome announced as he produced a small clear bag full of white powder.

He carefully made a few lines on the mirror and they all took turns snorting them up their greedy noses. I was shocked to see my wife do it without even hesitating. I had never seen her do coke before, and when we partied with Sarah before it was usually just weed as far as d**g use went. She seemed practiced though. I felt like I was still underwater holding my breath as I thought about her confession, about her and Sarah being sluts in college. Cocaine use must have been a part of that.

"Jim?" Sarah raised the mirror to me, her hazel eyes catching hold of mine.

"Uh, no thanks I'll stick with the beer." I took another sip.

"Awww, well more for me!" Sarah cheered.

"This some good shit, bruh!" Jerome turned to me, "It will make you a tiger! You'll be a majestic white tiger on this shit."

He started laughing to himself, snorted anther line and then pointed the mirror at me again. "Don't be a lil' bitch, Jim my man. Eye of the tiger, baby."

"You are always so pushy, Jerome." Sarah slapped at his shoulder but he ignored her.

His eyes were more bloodshot and the chrome on his teeth glimmered with his maniacal expression. I hesitantly started to reach for the mirror when we were interrupted by Xander stomping into the pool house holding a large paper bag of booze. Followed close behind him was Jake' portly form and a petite young girl I didn't quite recognize at first.

"Special delivery!" Xander announced as he set the bag down on a nearby table.

"Xander, Jake!!" Sarah squealed with glee.

"Hey guys, glad you came!" Leah beamed.

"This is Anna, she's a friend that's working with us now," Xander said as he brushed his long blonde hair out of his face.

Anna shyly stepped forward giving a little awkward wave. "Hi."

"Hey! Nice to me you!" Sarah jumped up and gave Xander a quick hug and then skipped over to Anna."You are so fucking cute!"

Anna blushed a little."Thanks."

Anna was so strikingly gorgeous that she took my breath away. She had an exquisite face, her Asian features, her narrow but expressive eyes, thin brows and her short chin-length raven hair. She quietly took a seat near me crossing her thin legs and nervously started to chew on the end of one of her long black sleeves. I glanced over at her making eye contact. She had stunning almond eyes, they sparkled under her long lashes, a bright amber.

She straightened her skirt down and gave me a tight-lipped smile. I smiled back at her and it suddenly hit me. Anna... She was my crush from college, right before I met Leah. My heart fell out of my chest and I felt the room spin for a second.

"What, no hug for me, bitch?" Jake grunted with his hands stuffed in his jean's pockets.

Sarah ran up and hugged his plump body. "Oh shut up!" she said and then went for the bag they brought, pulling out the bottles of alcohol. "Thanks guys."

I started to get up and say hi but Jerome jumped in front of me to clap his hand on Xander's shoulder. Xander was a tall, lanky guy but Jerome still towered over him like he did everyone else. We used to jokingly call him Meth Viking because of how skinny he was with his long blonde hair, short beard and sunken in eyes.

"You boys ready to party?" Jerome said as he offered them the party powder.

"I stick to one poison at a time, man," Xander said holding up his hands in defeat."Thanks, but I'll stick with the drinks."

"Give here," Jake said pushing past Xander and taking the mirror in his chubby hands.

Jerome whistled and clicked his tongue. "You want the good shit, you come to your boy, Jerome."

I gave Xander a little wave from my chair. "Hey guys, how's it going?"

"Good man, good." He took a seat near me and Anna. Jake and the girls started making drinks behind him on the table. I saw Darnell finally pull himself up off that chair and head towards us. I guess he was thirsty too. Jerome began putting the d**gs away as he talked to Kivon. Kivon had a stony look to his face. I couldn't quite hear what they were muttering though. The two seemed like they maybe knew each other, or at least knew of each other. Kivon folded his arms and shook his head slightly. He didn't look too happy. I wondered what Jerome was telling him but Xander pulled me back into our conversation.

"how about you, Jim?"

"Oh, not much. So you guys are working on something?"

Xander gave a proud smile and leaned back in his chair. "Hell yeah, man. It's gonna be a killer game, man. Killer. Anna here is helping me code it."

Anna started to say something but Jake interrupted her by handing her a drink. She smiled demurely and took a sip.

"That's awesome man, how far along?" I asked and then gulped the last of my beer.

"Not too far, but we are going to crowdfund this time," he said excitedly, his skeletal face twisting into a big grin.

"It's multiplayer," Anna piped up.

I turned and smiled at her. She was more beautiful than I remembered. Her perfect porcelain face, her pouty little lips. I caught myself staring again and looked down a moment.

"Awesome, Can't wait to see what you guys come up with."

"You really should work with us on it, man. You were always the best artist," he said.

I felt so out of this world to be sitting next to her again. I hadn't ever confessed my feelings to her back in the day. I had been stupidly shy about it, the same way I had been with my wife. Leah had just been bold enough to make the first move I guess. I was a married man now, cuckold or not. I shouldn't be thinking these things but the feelings were still there, buried not so deep.

Everyone sort of lingered around laughing and talking, drinking and smoking. Leah pretty much stayed by Kivon most of the time and when she wasn't with him she was doing something with Sarah. It hurt but it was very arousing. No one seemed to notice or at least say anything up to that point but in my mind they were all thinking it. Me, Xander and Anna played a little pool near the back and had a good time. We talked and joked around, I was even able to make Anna laugh out lout like old times. Eventually I got lucky and somehow finally beat Xander. Usually it was him that won pool.

"Fuck dude, I'm too drunk for this shit," he said shaking his head.

I laughed and took another sip of my rum and coke.

"I'll play," Anna said and took his pool cue from him.

"Kick his ass while I take a piss." Xander stumbled toward the bathroom across from us.

As I watched him leave I caught sight of Leah dancing in between Jerome and Kivon. Sarah was sitting in Darnell's lap behind them. I didn't see Jake anywhere.

"So um... Is that your wife?" Anna hesitantly asked as she made her way over to me.

I quickly looked back at her realizing I must have been staring. I felt intense shame.

"Oh. Uh... Yeah, that's my wife, Leah." I stammered.

"Oh... She's very pretty," she said quietly.

I quickly reset the pool balls trying to not be awkward. I thought it might be a good time to talk to her more sincerely now that we were sort of alone.

"So... It's been a while, I didn't think I'd ever see you again," I said as I lined up a shot.

She didn't answer right away, and just sort of leaned on the table staring at the balls as they bounced into each other from my pool cue.

I looked over at her and smiled. "It's really good to see you again, Anna."

She smiled back at me and her body seemed to relax. "You didn't forget me?"

"Never, I felt stupid for not staying in touch."

I lined up another shot but the ball missed the pocket I was aiming for. Anna sized up the layout and picked out a ball. She carefully lined her cue stick up and darted her cute eyes back and forth calculating in her head where she planned it's trajectory.

"You should feel stupid, I thought I did something wrong," she said as she expertly popped the ball into another, scoring a corner pocket.

"No... It's just... Back then I thought you were seeing that guy, I didn't want to be a third wheel is all." I stood back as she walked in front of me to reach her next ball. I couldn't help but look at her cute little butt, barely hidden by her skirt.

"What guy? Scott?" She popped the ball forward, it struck another but ultimately missing the pocket she was aiming for.

I leaned on the table next to her. "I don't remember his name, tall guy, played on the football team."

She turned around and leaned on the table next to me, playing with her cue stick.

"Are you serious? Scott was a dumb meathead. Yeah he kept asking me out, but I wasn't really into him." She looked over at me, her face scrunched into worry. "Was that really why you started avoiding me?"

"I wasn't avoiding you..."

Anna walked past me and found her drink, taking a big gulp. After a long moment she finally looked up at me from her plastic cup.

"Jim... I didn't come to this... This Party to well, party. I came because Xander told me you'd be here." She swallowed hard and her perfect face took on a gloomy expression."Me and you, we were like best friends and then nothing for like two and a half years, and now I find you and you're married to..." She glanced over at my wife laughing while riding on Kivon's shoulders.

I shuddered against the table and rubbed my eyes with my thumb and forefinger. I felt her delicate little hand smooth over my forearm and lightly hold it.

"At the time I was angry at you, but over time I thought about it and I think I figured it out." She stood in front of me and looked up into my eyes. I noticed her eyes were getting wet. "I remembered what you told me, about your first girlfriend, the football player and... "She trailed off like she maybe said more than she meant to.

I gripped the pool table's edge behind me to steady myself. It was indeed why I struck her as a lost cause, maybe it's why I threw myself at Leah. The alcohol was getting to us all, I had to be careful what I said.

"You remembered that? Yeah, it fucked me up and seeing you with him I thought..."

"You thought..." she said as she lightly squeezed my arm and then pulled away.

"I had the biggest crush on you okay? I saw the writing on the wall with... Scott... I didn't want the same thing to happen to me..."

She furrowed her eyebrows in anger. "Dammit, Jim! I was just waiting for you to ask me out." She turned around and hugged herself. "I'm sorry. I was a stupid girl. I should of realized... I should of made it more clear... I never liked Scott or anyone else."

My heart soared and broke at the same time. "I'm sorry, it's not your fault, It's mine. I'm just... I'm just an idiot. I should of just told you but I was scared."

"It's... It's in the past now, it doesn't matter..." She sighed.

Suddenly Kivon and Leah burst out of the bathroom door in front of us laughing and giggling, sharing a deep kiss. Kivon slapped Leah on the ass causing her to squeal and then they continued walking together back to the others, never noticing us standing there.

We both were frozen together for what felt like an eternity. I was completely petrified. Slowly Anna walked forwards a few steps eyeing my wife across the room. She then turned back to me, a sadness in her eyes.

"Jim... I'm sorry. Holy shit..." She looked down, her arms still folded tight against her chest. "You could do so much better, Jim."

"Fuck... "I sighed.

Anna walked up to me, wiping her eyes quickly. "I don't care if it's my place or not, Jim but... She is no good for you. What kind of wife does that to her husband? Right in his face?" She shook her head to herself and muttered under her breath. "Fucking cunt..."

I tried to respond but I was too embarrassed and ashamed for any words to come out. Anna walked over to her purse and fished out her phone and then handed it to me. "Add your number, I want to stay in touch." She looked up at me, there was a fire in her eyes. "Okay?"

"Sh-sure," I said as I typed in my number as a new contact. I then grabbed my phone from under my chair and handed it to her. She quickly tapped out her details and passed it back to me.

She sighed and started to fidget with the hem of her skirt. "You are a good man, Jim. You always were in my eyes... And... It just kills me what those girls did to you." She turned back against the table and picked up the cue stick. She was glaring across the room at Leah again. "Is it wrong that I want to beat your wife over the head with this right now?"

I chuckled and leaned against the table with her again. "Maybe."

"How can you just watch her do that? You should take her home. Look at her, Jim. Shes hanging all over that guy. Does she do this all the time?"

I felt horrible, the shame was coming to a boil. My old crush was seeing how pathetic I looked. I wanted to run back into the pool and drown myself.

"Yea- uh, No... No. Maybe she had too much to drink..."

"Look..." Anna sighed. "There is something you need to kn-"

Anna was interrupted by Xander and Jake bursting out of the bathroom this time. Xander was holding Jake up, his eyes drooped and his fat face was pale white.

"Hey uh, Jake had a little bit too much," Xander huffed as he walked Jake toward us.

"Y-yar, Tuh-too mush," Jake slurred.

"Oh, shit. Well I'll catch you guys later then," I said.

"Yeah, man! See ya." They started to walk off toward the exit.

"Well, that's my ride so..." Anna said as she twirled back to me, looking shy again.

"I'm glad you came," I said, walking up to her.

"Me too..." She then quickly hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. "Keep in touch this time."

"I will."

She then walked away from me to catch up with Xander. She glanced back at me one last time before she stepped outside, a melancholic expression on her porcelain face. She was probably feeling pity for me while my slut wife flaunted her sluttiness right in the open. Or maybe she came to find me only to see me as a pathetic loser, not worth her time. But she did get my number so would I ever hear from her again? What would she think if she knew the whole truth, that I was my wife's willing cuckold? My heart literally started to hurt and my insides felt like they were falling out of me and slapping onto the concrete below me in a wet, stinking pile.

I collapsed into a chair feeling defeated and downed Anna's drink she left behind. At the same time I also felt a long lost yearning, one I had given up on only a few years ago. The biggest crush I ever had was for Anna. We were practically best friends for a time, and shared everything together. The day I was finally going to admit my feelings for her I saw her with that football player, Scott.

They were walking together across campus like a couple, she was laughing and smiling at his words. I got flashes of Kaley riding that black football players cock inside his car and ran away. I ran and cried and cried. After that I avoided her or made up excuses not to talk to her. I had to head off the betrayal before it could get it's cold, crooked little fingers around my neck.

But what if I had been wrong? What she told me tonight felt true, it felt real. She just wanted closure so why lie about it. Had I fucked up that hard? Had I read that situation back then that wrong, looking through a false lens of cuckoldry? The room started to get fuzzy, the music muffled. As my vision went to black I thought of Anna's expression when she saw Kivon kiss my wife and wanted to cry.

Pathetic.

Pitiful.

Weak.

I was walking through the campus to meet up with Anna when I saw her with Scott. He was tall, and broad-shouldered. His curly blond hair blowing in the wind as he held Anna close to him, both of them all smiles. Anna is lightly pushing him away laughing at what he had said. I stopped, feeling like I stepped in a concrete mix, unable to move. I felt like I was about to puke my heart out onto the sidewalk in front of me. Anna is playing with her silky raven hair, it was long again. Her body is in a beautiful relaxed curve.

I watched as Scott suddenly pulled her into a close hug surprising her, trying to kiss her. She yelps in cute giggles but her eyebrows are furrowed in aversion, eyes looking away. She pushes away shaking her head, giggling again. She looked over at me and her expression changed into a happy smile. She reached her hands out towards me. I reached out back to her but I'm being pulled away by something. The vision of Anna faded into darkness as the high ceiling of the pool house came into view.

I stumbled and fell out of the small flimsy chair and onto the cold concrete floor. The room was bathed in an electric red. I pull myself to my feet but my body felt like it weighed a million tons. The entire pool house was in monochromatic shades of red from the track lights above, they were stuck on just the one color for some reason. Not another soul was around, and it was dead quiet. I couldn't even hear the pleasant gurgling of the pool water. I fumbled for my things and slowly started to trudge towards the exit door. I glanced to the pool as I walked beside it, and noticed the water seemed queerly dark with a very deep dark red tint, more so than what the lights should be producing.

I carefully knelt on wobbly legs to get a better look and dipped a finger into the water. It felt thick and warm, viscous even. The air around me had a coppery smell that I could taste in the back of my throat. I started to feel a little queasy, my stomach already delicate from all the booze.

"The fuck..."

I staggered back up, wiping the red liquid onto my shirt. I could see the moonlight shining through the glass exit door ahead and continue my way to it. I couldn't believe they just left me here. Did Leah completely forget about me? I heard sloshes and splatters in the pool behind me. I turned to see something dark and very large slowly rising from the center of the pool. I fell back onto my ass hard as the thing towered over me, maybe ten feet high.

It was the thing, it's long hair hung heavy and wet. It's twisted body completely covered in a thick layer of the viscous red slime. I slowly crab-walked backward in a complete panic, too scared to breathe, to shout, to even think. The thing's very long, thin arms came down onto the floor with a wet plop. Long crooked fingers reaching across the floor, searching. Many more smaller little hands began to erratically reach from within the red muck, desperately trying to pull themselves up only to slip back into the depths of the pool.

I stumbled back onto my elbows and shrieked in pain. The giant figure was bending down, it's long body moving slowly over mine, it's wet hair dragging across the floor leaving more red behind it. Some of the small misshapen figures were able to pull themselves out of the pool, sloppily crawling for me, reaching with dripping red fingers.

"N-no! Get away!" I cried as I flipped onto all fours and crawled away. I quickly made it to my feet and was running full sprint until I came crashing hard into the exit door, shooting sharp pain straight into my shoulder joint. I pulled the door open with my entire body and flung myself into the grass beyond, out of the red hell behind me.

I laid in the grass paralyzed in shock as I stared at the door I came barreling out of. The red light inside still glowing menacingly. After a long moment my brain finally caught up and I pulled myself up off the ground. My shoulder screamed in pain but I ignored it and went searching for my wife. I lumbered up the stairwell and found Sarah's apartment door. I turned the knob and mouthed a 'thank you God' that it was unlocked.

As I walked through the seemingly empty apartment I could hear the muffled murmur of what sounded like moans emanating from the back room. Down the hall I walked until the moaning became louder and more distinct. I could barely hear it over my own heartbeat with each step I took. When I reached Sarah's room, I noticed the door was ajar. I lightly pushed it open a small amount revealing the source of the noises.

My wife and Sarah were bent over on elbows and knees in the floor next to each other moaning in ecstasy at the thrusting black men behind them. Sarah was holding Leah's hand and taking it hard from Kivon, Leah was being pumped by a grinning Jerome, his ugly chrome teeth sparkling in the low light. Kivon had a look of concentration as he gripped Sarah's big ass in his hands and fucked her pussy like a machine. The girls seemed out of their minds in pleasure, moaning and panting into the floor and each other.

I leaned into the doorway and gripped my rock hard erection over my pants. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, the implications hadn't fully registered in my brain yet. I could hear Sarah's big gorgeous butt smack from Kivon's thrusts and Leah's smaller firm butt smack from Jerome's. I also noticed Darnell sitting to the side of Leah, naked and sweaty, his long black cock limp and glistening wet. He must of already had his way with one of the girls, I wondered if it was my wife.

The men started to fuck faster and harder making the girls pant and cry louder. In a moment of intense pleasure Sarah shot her head up and caught sight of me. Her eyebrows only raised in surprise for a second before her face transformed into a devilish smirk. She raised her torso slightly so that I could see her large breasts bounce and mash against the floor from Kivon's punishment. I felt precum gush from my penis as I squeezed it. She held my gaze, and then pulled her hand that held Leah's until it got her attention. Leah looked over at me but instead of looking surprised her eyelids drooped lower and her mouth hung open wider in lust.

"Fuck me! Yeah fuck me, Jerome. Fill my pussy like my husband can't," she cried as Jerome gripped her hips tight and fucked her hard and fast. Within a few moments both girls were crying in an intense orgasm followed by the men, dumping their black seed deep inside them.

I stumbled back into the hallway, leaning onto the wall trying to catch my breath, I couldn't watch anymore. After a few minutes Leah appeared from the bedroom and pulled me to her in a deep, wet kiss. I kissed her passionately, darting my tongue in and out of her mouth, tasting her, loving her. She leaned into the wall and held onto my shoulders as I kissed my way down her sweaty body, paying extra attention to her hard nipples and tight tummy.

"Do it, Jim," she urged. "I need it. Show me how much you love me."

Her hands eased along the soft lines of where her thighs met her hips, her long, elegant fingers worked through her own folds. I watched her knead her own membranes and then spread herself open to reveal her hot pink insides dripping with her black lover's cum. I knelt onto my knees and took those pink folds into my mouth tasting her coppery flesh as I pulled it past my teeth, sucking it in.

She gave off deep moans as she slid to the floor with her knees up. I went down with her on all fours, lapping at her like a dog between her legs, swallowing what she fed me.

Her excitement began to rise, and she gripped my hair in tight handfuls, thrusting her sex up to meet the stabbing of my tongue.

"Fuck it, cuckold," she urged, "fuck me with your tongue...fuck me where he came..."

I gripped her thighs with my trembling hands and shut my eyes, tuning into her filthy words. Her pussy was hot and coppery. More coppery than usual. I imagined Jerome's big black cock shredding her sex, making tiny tears in her. I felt my erection pressed into my stomach, precum was freely dripping from it now. She gyrated against my mouth moaning in pleasure as I made slick and dirty slurping noises. Her breaths were coming short and fast.

"Ah Jim, ah, Jim," she chanted, still gripping my hair, still forcing my face between her legs. Her little hips started to trash and gyrate against my face faster. "You dirty cuck, Jim, you dirty cuckold, eat it, eat it all..."

I suddenly felt her thighs crush over my ears as she made a low groan. I could hear her muffled chanting that trailed off into heavy panting. Before I knew it I was ejaculating, my cum forming into a puddle on the floor between my legs.


I awoke to a rocking sensation, something was pressing hard onto my chest and moving. I slowly opened my eyes and Leah's beautiful face came into focus, her eyes closed and her lips pursed. She was slowly moving back and forth, her hands gripping my shoulders, her cheek resting on my chest. My eyes then looked past her messy brown hair and down her body revealing a dark, muscular man gripping her hips as he would steadily thrust into her upturned rump. I glanced up confirming it was Kivon, his face twisted in concentration at his task.

After the initial shock subsided in me, I hesitantly wrapped my arms around her back and pulled her into me. I heard her make a silent moan to my embrace, snuggling her face more into my chest. I leaned forward and kissed her hair as I began caressing her back. I could feel her body give random jerks and twitches from the other man's intrusions, which would then always be followed up by more cute little gasps and moans from her mouth.

I suddenly felt pressure on the tip of my penis, it was hard and pressing straight up into my wife's hard stomach. I could feel its contractions as her lover slowly fucked her, making her gasp in sharp breaths. I could only guess he was fucking her deep again, hitting that special sweet spot I couldn't ever hope to reach. Leah's body started violently shaking, interrupting my reverie. She gasped out in yawning cries and moans as she gripped my shoulders hard.

I could feel wet droplets pattering onto my bare legs as her hips and shoulder shook and twitched, her entire body experiencing an intense orgasm. Leah was having a very long one, her face still pressed hard into my chest, muttering incoherently. I just held her tight as my own precum started to gush into my shorts. My heart was heavy and yet I was incredibly aroused. I was woken up to my own wife being fucked on top of me. Normally she would have woken me up with sweet kisses, or gentle nudges after a night of sleeping together in our own bed. Now I was waking up on Sarah's sofa to my cuckolding.

Kivon grunted under his breath and held himself inside her, flushing her insides with his own intense orgasm. I could see his chest and ab muscles tighten and flex with his sharp breaths as he came. Leah just lay on me breathing hard still clinging to my shoulders. I soothed her back again and kissed her hair once more and whispered to her that I loved her. She let out a long breathy sigh as Kivon slowly pulled himself out of her.

"Mmmm, honey. No... I hate feeling so emp-ty..." Leah cooed to Kivon.

"Gonna hit the shower, baby girl," he said bending down to kiss her on the top of her head.

I heard him stomp down the hallway and close the bathroom door behind him. More angst washed over me as I wondered if Leah was going to leave me to go join him. To be honest a dark part of me wanted her to. My wife's blue eyes finally looked up to me and her face warmed into a smile.

"Morning, sweetie," she said.

I lovingly ran my fingers through her hair and caressed her sweet face. "Morning, baby."

"Did you like that?" she whispered, "Did you like waking up to your wife being blacked?"

I felt more precum ooze from my tip. I tried holding her down with my hands, forcing more of her tummy onto my hard penis. I was too turned on to answer her, I needed to fuck her more than anything. Her smile quickly changed to a smirk, her eyes sparkling with that familiar naughtiness.

"You love it don't you, my sweet cuckold." She craned her neck up and kissed me on the lips with no tongue. "He fucks me so deep and good, sweetie. Deeper and better than you can, isn't that wonderful? Don't you love it?"

"Y-yeah, baby, I-I love it..." I managed to say.

She ran one of her hands from my shoulder down to my crotch, cupping it. Her face drooped in a lusty expression again, her hand tightly gripping my penis over my shorts.

"It's Saturday, sweetie. That means it's finally your turn," she whispered as she pushed herself up and straddled me. I could feel the heat radiating from her molten pussy through my shorts. I gazed up at her gorgeous form admiring her perky b-cup breasts that were adorned with shiny steel piercings that just begged to be sucked on. My eyes traveled down her tight tummy to her toned thighs, ending at her messy red cunt.

"Tell me, swee-tie," she sighed as she started grinding her pussy onto my hardon, "tell me you want cuck sex instead, tell me you want that."

I was completely under her spell, my arousal shot through my body like a lightning bolt at her request. I started humping back against her, and reached for her breasts. They felt amazing in my hands as I kneaded and squeezed them.

"I want... I want that, baby. Make me wait longer...Let me clean you again..." I breathed out, lost in lust.

Leah yanked my shorts down and then straddled my stomach. I could feel Kivon's juices leaking from her hot pussy as she sat down.

"Are you sure? Does my cuckold husband want to soothe my used pussy again?" She gave me a smoldering smile and then ran her hands under my shirt and over my chest.

"Yes." I heard myself say as I gripped her thighs, staring up at her lustful gaze.

"Prove it."

Leah lifted herself up slightly and gripped my erection in her little hand, lining it up with her ravaged pussy. I saw a drop of Kivon's cum drip onto my penis head. She looked back up at me, her eyes searching me for a real answer. After a few moments she started to sink down and I could feel the heat of her slippery cunt kiss the tip of my penis. I automatically gripped her thighs stopping her, causing her eyebrows to raise in mild surprise. I then started to try turning her hips with my hands, getting her to turn around.

Leah calmly turned around and crawled over me in the sixty-nine position, her well-fucked pussy hovering over my face, my hard penis in the cool air begging to be touched. I impatiently held onto her ass cheeks and pulled her pussy to my face, devouring it with a starving hunger. She yelped in surprise followed by a humming moan as my tongue darted up and down her slick cunt and then probed as deep as it could go into her. The coppery, musky aroma of her well-fucked pussy mixed together into a flavor I was beginning to enjoy more and more.

"Oh yes, yes sweetie, eat me," she panted.

I pulled my mouth from her briefly and gasped, "Call me your cuckold..."

"Mmm yes my cuckold, my dirty cuckold. Eat my black bull's cum from my pussy, clean me cuck, clean me yes, yes!" she moaned and shook as she rode my hungry mouth.

I felt her cunt spasm and contract and then my mouth filled with a large dollop of a creamy liquid that I quickly gulped down. She was moaning nonstop now as I french kissed her pussy hard, swirling my tongue around it, savoring it. I then licked up to her crinkled butt hole and french kissed it as well, rubbing it hard in tight circles with the flat of my tongue.

"Oh Gawd I love it when you eat my ass... Mmmm yes! Eat it, cuck, eat my ass!" She started bucking her bottom against my face, her butt ring constantly flexing around my tongue. "I can't wait for Kivon to fuck my ass, cuckold. He will fuck my ass, not you."

A chill of lust went up my body as I began probing her asshole with my tongue, faster and faster. I was growing to crave eating her ass more than her pussy, it was like a fetish I discovered that I never knew I had. I always wanted to fuck Leah's ass, and for her to announce it would be Kivon to fuck her there first drove me insane with lust and angst.

"I only want black cock in my ass," Leah cried as she bounced back into my face as I tongue fucked her tight little butt hole as fast as I could. She started aggressively rubbing her clit with her free hand, gasping in pleasure until I felt her body tremble and shake into another orgasm. After her climax died down she stopped bucking against me and let out a long satisfied sigh.

"Cum with my hand, cuckold," Leah said as she gripped my erection in one hand.

I stopped to rest my jaw but she squeezed my penis hard and sat back onto my face. "I didn't say to stop, cucky, keep eating."

I began to lap at her pussy in deep long licks as she started to move her little hand up and down my shaft in slow strokes. I found her clit and sucked for all I was worth causing her to yelp and moan again. Her little hand sped up. I felt my cum leave my balls, close to the point of no return.

"Cum cuckold, cum with my hand," Leah gasped, "just like your supposed to."

I started to moan loudly into her pussy as I desperately tried to thrust up at her moving hand.

"Kivon gets my pussy, you get my hand," Leah said as her hand sped up into a blur over my penis.

Within a second I was gripped with an intense out of body orgasm, causing me to almost yell into her cunt as I shot my seed over her hand and onto my stomach and legs.

"Oh my God, you guys are so hot!" I heard Sarah say next to me followed by a shrill giggle.

I faced up at the spraying water from the showerhead and closed my eyes, trying to drown out the rest of the world for at least a brief moment. Leah was behind me washing her body down with Sarah's neon pink loofah, seeming way too casual about all this. Not only did Sarah know about me and Leah's kinky new lifestyle, but she seemed to be happy for us. Knowing Sarah I figured she would be cool with it in her own wild way, but it still felt deeply embarrassing for someone else to know.

"Switch," Leah said to me with her eyes closed and face caked in a soapy residue.

I slid past her and let her rinse off under the hot water. I couldn't help but marvel at her gorgeous wet body as the suds washed down the curve of her back that met her perfect little ass, finally ending in her long ballerina legs and perfect little toes. All this time at the gym had really reaped its rewards for her. I should have been mad but instead, I was strangely aroused that Sarah knew, that she saw.

I always knew Sarah was the slutty one, but it wasn't until recently that Leah confessed she was just as bad back in college. How long had Sarah known and why would Leah tell her in secret like this. Sarah was the one person Leah was adamant couldn't know and yet here we are. I felt my erection press into the cool tiles next to me, but it wasn't Leah's gorgeous ass that brought it on. It was me realizing that Sarah had waited to reveal she knew by letting me stumble in on her last night holding my wife's hand as the black men pounded them both from behind.

They were best friends and it makes sense Leah would confide in her, tell her all her dirty secrets. Or would she? How much did she tell her anyway? I felt a twist in my guts as I remembered what Sarah saw this morning. She even saw my dick, she saw me cum! I felt precum drizzle from my penis and I gripped it in my trembling hand.

"I'm done," Leah announced and then turned to me, with a sultry smile. "Sweetie, I want to shave you."

"Shave me? I keep it pretty trim already."

Leah turned around and grabbed Sarah's pink body razor from the hanging rack and then stepped closer to me, biting her bottom lip.

"It will be hot, sweetie, just stand still, 'kay?"

"S-sure, okay..." I said, leaning my back into the tile wall.

Leah knelt below me and started giggling. "My my, someone's excited, aren't we?"

I watched as she gently kissed the tip of my erection while looking up at me with those striking blue eyes of hers. I was hoping she would give me a nice blow job but instead she went to work lathering my groin up and then carefully shaving every last hair she could find. From my taint to my chest she shaved me with precision, sometimes kissing me in the same spot afterward. She had never shaved me before so it was a strange sensation, but it also felt incredibly intimate and erotic.

"There, all done. Oh and don't tell Sarah I used her razor on you, she would kill me," she said with a smile and then stepped out of the shower leaving me and my erection behind.

I turned off the water and hopped out right behind her. I snatched the nearest towel and tried to hide my obscene erection with it as I dried off. Leah was standing next to me in the small bathroom, looking at her self through the mirror as she quickly dried her own body off.

"I just love Sarah's fogless mirror, we have got to get us one of these," she said still studying her reflection.

I looked myself over in the mirror next to her, my brown hair was sticking out everywhere, all shaggy from needing a trim. I still had my charming good looks and athletic swimmers build, but I looked much skinnier. I reckoned I hadn't been eating as much lately, possibly from the stress of those annoying night terrors. Or was it our new lifestyle? It all sort of blended together into a familiar ball of anxiety at this point. I stepped behind Leah and wrapped her in my towel, pulling her into me.

"I thought you didn't want her to know," I said softly, watching her face through the mirror.

She looked around briefly and then shrugged. "So?"

"So? Why didn't you tell me?" I tried not to sound angry, just concerned.

Her face quickly stretched into a smirk that lead to a giggle. "Baby, you're still hard. I can feel it!"

"Seriously, Leah. How much does she know? Were you planning on hooking up with Jerome? Who is he anyway?" I rambled off my questions, failing not to sound desperate to know.

Leah maintained her smile and quickly spun in my arms, looking up at me. "Sweetie, Sarah helped me with you. I needed someone to talk to about all this." She held my face as she leaned up to kiss me tenderly. "I was afraid I'd do something wrong, I didn't want to fuck this all up. I didn't want to hurt you, okay? She just gave me good advice."

I felt slightly relieved by her words but they didn't quite add up to me. I kissed her forehead after she settled back onto her bare feet. Her little eyebrows raised slightly in worry, her eyes desperately studying my reaction.

"Leah, honey, I just wish you'd have told me. Plus, how do you know it was good advice anyway? Did you guys set this all up for me?" I started to raise my voice in frustration, "Was I supposed to walk in on that last night? You just left me out there alone."

"Sweetie, calm down," she smoothed her hands up my chest, "Some of it, yes, we planned some of it. I wanted to make it exciting for you and I think I succeeded. You were so turned on, Jim. Don't you dare deny it."

"Maybe... I guess, but-."

"But nothing! Tonight was so hot, Jim. I was so wet, and I bet you were so hard all night being friend-zoned," She ran her fingers down my body until they found my hardon and gripped it tightly, "being cucked."

"Yeah..." I whispered back, lust having won out. "I love the way you cuck me..."

She took my mouth in a passionate kiss, her tongue dancing with mine with a raw hunger. I savored the texture and taste of her lips and tongue. I pulled her into me tighter causing her to let go of my penis and d**** her arms around my neck. Our towels fell to the floor in a heap enabling my erection to press into her tummy. After a long moment Leah broke our kiss and looked up at me with dreamy eyes.

"I have a present for you, Sarah helped me pick it out," she whispered and then kissed my shoulder, "I think you're going to like it."

I was silently relieved to hear Jerome and Darnell had already left when we rejoined the others. Sarah was sitting at her kitchen bar with Kivon while they ate breakfast.

"Come eat, we went and got some takeout," Sarah said as she stuffed her mouth with an oversized bite of syrupy waffle.

"Nice, I'm starving," I said as I joined them.

Leah sat on the far end next Kivon and grabbed a plate of hash browns. It felt like she was on the other side of the earth even though it was just the other end of the bar. The fact that she had chosen to sit by him instead of me drove me crazy but I still loved it. Her showing affection to her black boyfriend and acting like a true couple was incredibly erotic and kept me on edge in an addicting sort of way. Sarah glanced over at Leah, then back at me and slowly sucked the syrup off her finger, ending in a knowing smile. I gave her an uneasy look and tried to focus on my food, praying she wouldn't bring up what she saw earlier out loud.

We hung out for the rest of the day and eventually went swimming again. After swimming me and Kivon played a little pool and struck up a casual conversation, as if all of this was normal. It was mostly about a big recent MMA fight and how he almost got into cage fighting but chickened out.

"Chickened out? You?" I scoffed, "You're a big dude, seems like it would be the other guy that would chicken out."

A smile cut into Kivon's face and he shook his head. "Naw, man," his smile dissipated quickly, "I had a friend get into it, fucked him up bad. He got a brain injury. Scared me away from it when I saw what it did to him."

"Ah, well that sucks," I said feeling deflated, "Sorry about your friend, what happened to him?"

Kivon took a shot with his pool cue knocking the balls around.

"It's like he turned into a different person. Changed his personality. And the headaches. Those headaches got him hooked on all sorts of pain killers and shit." He cracked another ball but missed the pocket. "I guess I just didn't want it bad enough to risk it."

The girls decided to move to the outside section of the pool house and get some sun. Leah asked Kivon instead of me to rub suntan lotion on her back, but Sarah saved my dignity by asking me to do hers. As I rubbed in the lotion I marveled at Sarah's beautiful golden tan skin. It was a stark contrast to me and Leah's milky white skin but obviously paled to Kivon's dark ebony skin tone. I chuckled to myself as I noticed the four of us were a fleshy monochromatic display from pale white to dark brown.

"What 'cha laughing 'bout, hmmm?" Sarah said as she rested her chin on her hands.

I rubbed up to her shoulders and massaged in the creamy white lotion.

"Oh, nothing," I lied.

I couldn't help but steal glances at her amazing bubble butt, barely contained by her tiny bikini bottom. It was so much bigger than my wife's, however, bigger wasn't necessarily better. They were equally lovely, just in different ways.

"Can you get my ass too?" She said as if she knew I was staring at it.

"Uh, oh. S-sure," I stammered.

Sarah giggled and wiggled her booty. "Hehe, you are so cute, Jim. Do you like my butt?"

I squirted more lotion in my now trembling hand and slowly rubbed it into her ass flesh. Her large butt cheeks felt amazing on my hands. It took all of my willpower not to squeeze them. I rubbed the lotion in generously on her entire ass, trying to take full advantage.

"Who doesn't?"

"Mmmm that feels nice, hehe," she giggled.

I felt a little bold and ran a few fingertips under the hem of her bikini fabric. She made no objections as my fingers grazed the crack of her ass, almost touching her asshole.

"Thanks, Jim," she said after I finished. "That felt really good, you should be my official lotion boy, how about that?"

"Ha-ha very funny," I chuckled as I rubbed the lotion residue onto a nearby towel.

"It's really nice having you guys here, we should party more often," she sighed dreamily.

I laid down on my back next to her and rested my head on my hands. The sun was bright as fuck and I was thankful I had brought my good sunglasses.

"Well you know me, I'm not a big party kinda guy," I said to the sky.

She looked over at me through her oversized sunglasses. "I know what kinda guy you are." She turned on her side causing her very large breasts to tumble down and rested her head in her hand. "And it's fucking hot."

"What?" I said dumbly. I started feeling my anxiety bubble up inside me.

"That you're a cuckold," she said with a gleaming smile, "I love it!"

I felt the blood drain from my face and fill my penis. I tried to stay calm, but I couldn't help but feel embarrassed. This really wasn't just me and my wife's secret anymore.

"Awww, Ji-im, don't be shy about it," I felt her gently rub my shoulder, "I think it's wonderful that you opened up to Leah about your sexuality. There's nothing to be ashamed of, not at all. It's a beautiful thing to share with her."

"I don't know... Sometimes I'm afraid I made a mistake, that she will just leave me for Kivon," I said quietly.

Sarah slapped at my shoulder. "No way, she would be fucking crazy! Just relax and enjoy it, Jim. Sure Kivon is really hot but she loves you. Guys like Kivon come and go but you are the real catch, trust me."

I turned on my side and looked at her, a grin slowly cutting through my face.

"You think I'm a catch, huh?"

"Hell yeah," she looked around and muttered under her breath, "Wouldn't mind being in her place."

"Oh come on," I chuckled. Sarah always had a funny way of cheering me up.

"I had a friend who dated a cuck. She was into black guys too and he loved to watch. They had a great time, like seriously," she said while playing with her ponytail. "Leah is so lucky and she knows it, trust me."

"I hope you're right," I sighed, "but maybe I don't deserve Leah. Maybe I'm a self-sabotaging loser..."

"Jim... Listen, you are the only white guy I'd ever consider being with. I'm kinda jealous of Leah, hehe" she giggled. "Don't ever feel bad about yourself, you are awesome, okay?"

"Thanks, Sarah. You're awesome too." I said, not able to restrain my smile.

Sarah giggled to herself and then raised her sunglasses, her hazel eyes piercing mine.

"Back in college I tried to get Leah to go black with me, but she was too stubborn," she pursed her lips and then smiled again, "I never would have guessed her husband would succeed."

I rolled my eyes and gave her a smirk. "Yeah, yeah. Well it's not like I got caught with my porn on purpose."

"And she finally found a man that knows how to hit her A-spot. Kivon is such a good lover," she purred.

"A-spot?"

"Yup. It's sort of like the G-spot but more intense. It's really deep, like much deeper than the G-spot. It's called A-spot because... Oh what was it called..." Sarah smoothed her hand down her body, ending on the side of her rump while looking around thinking. "The ann... Uhh... Fornix? The anterior fornix area. It's like between the cervix and the bladder or something."

"Oh, all that huh? You know your orgasms," I chuckled. I was trying to hide my feeling of inadequacy behind my smile, I'd never been able to do that for her.

"Mmhmm, It feels really good, but not all girls like it." She lowered her shades and laid back down on her stomach. "She told me she squirted all over the couch, hehe. I wish I could have seen that."

I glanced over to my wife. She looked like she had fallen asleep on the aluminum chaise lounge. Kivon was sitting next to her on his own, leaning back and smoking a joint. Suddenly I heard Sarah's phone buzz over and over and she reluctantly picked it up and swiped at it with her thumb.

"Hey, pizza's here. Do me a favor and go get it right quick?"

"Sure," I said as I pulled myself up.

"I already paid with my card," she said as she settled back down on her towel.

I met the delivery guy at the apartment entrance gate and collected the boxes of piping hot pizzas from him. As I turned to go back inside I was stopped in my tracks by a familiar voice booming into me from behind.

"Ay' yo, Jimbo!" Jerome bellowed, "Gimme a slice."

Jerome casually walked over and lifted the lid to the top box I held and pulled out a slice of pizza, dripping cheese onto the concrete. I backed away from him as he took a big bite, staring me down behind his dark Fendi sunglasses. Instead of his swimming trunks he was dressed in a long white shirt and red Chanel pants. The scorching sun made a glare on the top of his bald head. Behind him Darnell waited in the driver's seat of a white BMW.

"This pizza taste like shit," He spat out his bite and tossed the pizza slice casually into the grass."Yo, tell Kivon to call me later, got some business to discuss."

"Sure, whatever," I said flatly.

Jerome walked closer to me, looking down and twisting his lips into a smirk. His height was intimidating but I wasn't afraid of him. The more I was around him the more I grew annoyed with him instead. I started to turn to leave when he brushed my shoulder with his meaty hand.

"Shit, son. Your wife got some good pussy but it ain't that good." He chortled obnoxiously and clapped his hands together, shaking his head. "What? You pimpin' her for more powder? Pussy ain't worth that much, Kivon gonna get himself in trouble."

"Fuck off, it's none of your business," I said and turned around to walk back inside. I felt the rage boiling up and ready to pop. Pop right in his stupid face. I didn't care how tall or big he was. He grabbed my shoulder and turned me back around, almost causing me to drop the boxes of pizza.

"It's all my business, white boy," He hissed, his face twisted in rage."His boss is my boss, and this kinda shit get a Brotha' and his white boy friend capped."

So they were both d**g dealers, it seems so obvious. I kinda figured Jerome was dealing from his antics last night but I felt stupid not realizing Kivon was as well. I suddenly felt like an idiot for letting my wife get mixed up with fucking gangsters. I had put our lives in danger just for my sick kink. I started to feel sick to my stomach, but my irritation at Jerome helped me keep it together.

"Back off!" I yelled pulling away from him, "We're not buying d**gs or anything, it's not like that."

Jerome folded his arms and spit on the ground."Not buyin'? Not what I heard. Yo slut wife been buyin' from Kivon for a long ass time, bitch."

"Bullshit."

Jerome laughed and shook his head, then looked over at Darnell."You hear this shit?" He turned back to me and clicked his tongue. "You don't got control of your bitch. Kivon told me she an old customer, a good customer. know what I'm sayin'?"

I ignored him and walked through the gate, kicking it closed behind me.

"I see you around, pimp!" he called out behind me laughing maniacally, "Maybe if you lucky I get my boys and we run a train on that ho!"

I flipped him the bird as I marched back toward the apartment building, resisting the urge to throw the pizza at his face.

Throughout the rest of the evening I was silent and brooding. How much had my wife lied to me, had she actually cheated on me with Kivon? She had bought d**gs from him at her old job, and never mentioned it to me. Was my wife snorting coke and cheating on me from the start? From her confession of being a slut in college, too confiding in Sarah to this, I couldn't take it any longer. I felt like I was going to have a panic attack as I started pacing around Sarah's kitchen before I marched over to Leah and grabbed her by the wrist.

"Fuck this shit!"

"Sweetie, are you okay?" She seemed baffled by my sudden outburst. "What's wrong?"

Sarah and Kivon were silent and remained seated. Kivon had glanced up at me solemnly then looked away, shifting his jaw to the side. I pulled my wife into a small guest room and paced around a few more times.

"What the fuck, Leah!"

Leah grabbed hold of my shirt and pulled at it, trying to get me to sit with her on the bed.

"Jim, what? What is it?"

I stood in front of her and folded my arms. I felt every emotion steaming up inside me but I had to get it under control. I didn't want to blow up and make a fool of myself, she would just use that against me.

"So... When you were secretly buying coke from Kivon, how many times did you cheat on me with him?" I said flatly.

Leah's whole body reflexed like she was slapped, her eyebrows raised to her hairline in shock.

"What..." Her face slowly transformed into a scowl. "What the fuck, Jim. I never cheated on you. How could you think that?"

"Well? I just found out you've been buying from Kivon, the fucking d**g dealer, all this time. No wonder you still had his number." I threw my hands up and turned around from her, I was too angry to look at her. "So how long has it been going on, was this all your plan?"

"Jim, no-no-no. Jim, look at me!" I felt her grabbing at my shirt but I pulled away. "I never slept with him, I swear! You can ask him! Jesus Christ, Jim just let me explain."

She flew in front of me and hugged me. Her face was pressed to my chest, her eyes looking up at me. I could see they were getting wet with incoming tears. I didn't hug her back, I just stood there, watching her with a stony expression on my face.

"I bought weed from him, not coke..." she pulled her head away from my chest and sniffled. "And I never slept with him, he was just an old co-worker like I said. Everything I told you was true."

"Except the fact he's your d**g dealer," I hissed.

"Baby, I just bought weed from him for me and Sarah at the time. It was nothing. Who told you I cheated on you with him? You were there the first time we had sex. I swear on my grandfather's life."

I felt myself start to calm down. What she said did make sense, especially with the swear at the end. She was very close with her grandfather, it was kind of a big deal if she'd say something like that.

"Jerome, he practically threatened me with it today."

"Fuck Jerome, he's an asshole. I regret letting him fuck me, I only did it for you." Her bottom lip was trembling, and her cheeks were wet with tears.

I finally hugged her back, causing her to rest her face back onto my chest.

"I don't want you anywhere near Jerome again, or Kivon. We can't let that shit into our lives, it's dangerous."

"Sweetie..." she sniffled, "I think you should talk to him. He's quitting, he hates doing it."

"Didn't look like it to me..." I muttered.

"Just talk to him, talk to him for me, okay? I really like Kivon, he's really sweet and treats me good. He's perfect..."

"So perfect you couldn't tell me the truth about him?"

Leah pulled away again and wiped her eyes. "Honestly I thought you knew. I'm sorry, Jim. I really am. I didn't think it was that big of a deal..."

I hesitated for a long moment, biting the inside of my cheek. Was I overreacting? Maybe I was under-reacting.

"I'll talk to him," I said quietly.

My wife's face lifted into a hopeful smile and she hugged me again.

I found Kivon casually smoking on the balcony. I leaned on the rail and surveyed the view.

"Leah said I should talk to you so here we are." I said to him, folding my arms, "I don't want my wife getting mixed up in dangerous shit. d**g dealing, hard d**gs... That Jerome bastard... Fuck that. I didn't sign up for that, and I'm not going to let my wife either."

Kivon nodded his head and looked up at me, blowing smoke from his nose. "I feel you, I feel you, man." He moved closer to me and leaned his back on the rail. "I really like Leah and this whole uh, set up we got going. She's really special. You a lucky man and I don't blame you for being protective, it's a dangerous world out there..." He put out his smoke and flicked it over the ledge and then looked over at me.

"I respect that, I respect you, Jim. We comin' from different worlds but I appreciate you sharing her with me. I don't care why you do, not judgin'. We all got or things... For what it's worth, I quit dealing. It was never what I wanted to do, it was just a means to an end. I tried to get out for a long time... Too long, too long... But I can finally do my brother proud."

"Your brother?"

Kivon cleared his throat and looked up as if he was seeing something I couldn't see. "My brother Antwan, he was my best friend. We survived together, it was just me and him, man. Us versus the world. Our father ran out on us before I was even born, and money was tight for my mom." He looked back over at me and braced his hands on the rail behind him. "We used to love this club down on Juniper, Avenue 23. We planned to buy it and renovate it, man. We had big plans, but then well..."

"What happened?"

"He was at the wrong place, wrong time. Shot dead by some bitch ass thug who thought he was someone else." He let out a drawn out sigh and hung his head down. "I swore to him I'd own that club someday, and now I am."

"Sorry about your brother, man..." I didn't know what else to say. "So you bought the club?"

His solemn face lifted into a smile. "Sure did. Gonna change the name to Antwan's."

We were silent for a few moments, only a gust of wind blowing on a neighbors wind chimes could be heard. I let out a sigh and paced to the other side of the balcony.

"You really quit? I ran into Jerome today, he was talking all kinds of shit, said he wanted you to call him..."

Kivon muttered under his breath some incoherent curses. "Fuckin' Jerome, man. He act like he's the boss of everyone but he ain't shit. It don't matter, the people that matter know I'm out. I'm out for good this time."

"Well... That's good to hear then. Good for you, Kivon. I hope things work out for you and the club thing." I started to feel slightly bad that I had put this man in a box of preconceived notions. He was just another human being trying to make it, he didn't even come across as some thug to me, d**g dealer or not. He wasn't a bad guy, but I didn't want to willingly bring that sort of shit into my life.

I got flashes of my wife snorting coke on Jerome's mirror and cringed. On the other hand I saw how happy he made her and how his involvement with her was making all my fantasies come true. To say I was conflicted would be an understatement.

Kivon nodded and walked up to me, his hand reaching out to mine. I shook it with a strong grip.

"I won't see your wife no more if that's what you want, Jim. I just want you to know I'd never put her in harm's way, not ever."

"Then what's up with the fucking cocaine then?" I said, letting go of his hand.

"I know, I don't partake but she and Sarah seemed into it so it wasn't really my place to tell her what to do..." He scratched at his hair and cringed, "' lota girls do that shit these days, it's kinda a runnin' joke ya know? If you want a girlfriend, just bring some coke..."

I couldn't help but chuckle and shake my head at what he said. He laughed too and folded his arms.

"Yeah, man, well I don't want any more of that shit around me. Just a little weed to take the edge off, you know?" Kivon sighed and his tone became somber. "Anyway... I really enjoyed what we had goin'. Havin' Leah with the no strings attached was dope but if you want it to end I understand."

I studied his face for a moment, his eyelids drooped with sadness, his eyes losing focus. A logical, normal choice would have ended it all right there, but of course I'm anything but normal.

Give in.

I slapped his thick shoulder and gave a tight smile. "Uh, well, I'm sure we can work it out as long as there's no more d**g dealing going on... Or Jerome's... No bullshit."

Kivon smiled into a white, toothy grin and chuckled, relief flooding his expression. "Definitely, my man, no bullshit!"

We chilled together in Sarah's living room and watched a movie. The only light was what emanated from her large flat television screen mounted on the wall. Leah had cuddled up next to me this time, resting her pretty head on my shoulder. It felt really nice to be this close to her again after watching her hang on Kivon for so long. Every once in a while she would gently kiss my shoulder or squeeze my arm, snuggling into me more making my heart swell for her. As the movie was winding down towards its conclusion Leah whispered softly into my ear.

"I want to show you the present I got you." She smoothed her delicate fingers up my thigh ending at my crotch. "C'mon."

Leah took my hand and lead me to Sarah's bedroom. Her room was large but unkempt with random clothing strewn about. My wife patted the bed for me to sit so I did. My curiosity was burning inside me, what the hell had she gotten me, and why the big production? Leah fished around in a nearby shopping bag until she produced a small black box.

"I think you're going to really love this," she said with a devilish grin, "I know I am."

She giggled and then plopped herself down on the bed next to me. After a short pause she placed it in my waiting hands and then leaned back with an excited expression on her face.

"Go on, open it!" she said while staring at it.

"Sure okay, what is it?" I asked with a grin.

I carefully removed the tape and lifted the top revealing the strange plastic contraption inside. Before I asked what it was again my brain clicked into recognition. It was the same thing I had seen in a lot of cuckold porn.

"A chastity cage," I said softly.

"Mmhmm!" she leaned into me and pecked me on the cheek. "Wanna put it on, sweetie?"

I was shocked that she actually bought one, I had thought she was just talking dirty before but here we are. I had fantasized about wearing one for her before but I wasn't quite sure I could do it for real. I suddenly started feeling nervous, hesitant, a little scared, but most of all extremely aroused. I turned the penis shaped plastic in my fingers examining it. It was see-through, with small grooved holes along the side and a larger hole at the tip for urinating I assumed.

"Look, it came with a set of cute little keys," Leah said as she dangled them in her hand, "I can keep you chaste for as long as I desire, hehe."

"Jeez... I dunno, babe. I mean, I can't put that thing on. Don't these things hurt? There's no way..." I stammered, still turning the plastic shaft in my hand.

"Sweetie..." Leah moved her hand to my crotch and lightly squeezed my rock hard erection. "You want this, don't you? It's okay, I want it too."

My cock twitched at her touch, her words rang truer than I wanted to admit. I felt a yearning within me to put it on for her, to be cucked by her, to submit. She turned my face to hers and kissed me deep and passionately, swirling her tongue with mine. It was the kind of kiss I didn't ever want to end. She finally broke our kiss with a wet smack and stood up in front of me.

"Pull your shorts down," she said as she picked the plastic rings and sheath, examining them. "Let's just do a trial run, 'kay? Just for tonight. How does that sound?"

"Okay," I whispered.

I reluctantly pulled down my shorts causing my erection to bounce free in the cool air. Leah knelt onto her knees and took hold of my penis in one and, the plastic cage in the other. Her face wrinkled in thought as she studied her task. She looked up at me and paused for a moment before another grin cut through her face.

"Wait right here, sweetie."

She quickly stood up, tossed the plastic parts onto the bed and marched out of the room, leaving me sitting on the edge of the bed with my shorts down, erection up. I was worried the others could walk in at any moment seeing me like this. What the hell was she doing?

Suffer.

I ran my hand through my hair and blinked the creeping anxiety out of my eyes. I was so nervous and turned on at the same time that I could feel myself lightly trembling. I took a deep breath and laid on my back. Could I really do this? Could I really handle being caged? What if I grew to love it? What if this was exactly what I wanted all along? I imagined my beautiful wife and her sexy best friend standing together in some sex shop, trying to decide which cock cage to lock me in. I gripped my dick and started to slowly jerk off, I was too turned on to resist.

"Not so fast, sweetie!" Leah cooed as she removed my hand from my penis.

I sat up to see her kneeling at my feet again, but she had returned with a small blue bowl filled with water. I could see little ice cubes floating around the surface as she dunked a small rag into it.

"Hold still," she said as she rung out the water from the rag.

"W-wait what are you-."

"Shh, we have to keep you aroused, sweetie. Now sit still," she said as she wrapped the ice-cold rag around my hardon.

The sensation was intense, making me squeal like a pansy to the sudden cold sensation. Leah giggled and repeated the process several more times until my erection had gone completely soft, and almost numb.

"There you go..." she cooed, "Nice and soft and tiny..."

I watched her as she carefully secured the largest ring around my scrotum. I guessed it served as an anchor to prevent the cage from moving upwards when I got an erection. She attached another plastic ring to that one along with its spacers, adjusting it to fit me just right. Leah flashed me an excited smile as she then secured the final piece, the short shaft that would entomb my penis. The tube felt tight and Leah had a little bit of trouble stuffing me into it.

"How does that feel?" she asked as she hooked the lock into place. "It doesn't hurt does it?"

"It feels okay."I nodded to her, and gave her an uneasy smile. It felt snug but comfortable more or less.

Leah pulled out one of the small bronze keys and carefully inserted it into the lock. Her eyes raised up to meet mine, her lips hung open in desire. I was breathing harder, my arousal was building within me. My wife was about to lock my dick away. Leah raised herself up, resting a knee on the bed next to me and kissed me. As our lips met I heard the clicking sound of the lock snapping closed. As we made out I placed my hand over hers that gripped my plastic cage. I could already feel my penis start to fill with blood again, the cage growing tighter around it.

"Sweetie," Leah whispered into my ear, "I want you to take the rest of your clothes off and then come join me in the living room, 'kay?"

"The living room?" I asked dumbly.

Leah lightly pecked me on the cheek and then stood up, looking down at me. Her eyelids were heavy, her chest expanding and contracting quickly from her own arousal.

"I want you to watch me take a big black cock deep inside me while your little white penis is locked away. Would that be okay, cuckold?"

"Yes..." I moaned.

She smiled and then turned around and left me sitting there in the dark. I felt the cage growing even tighter, the outer ring prying upward starting to strangle my balls. I took a few deep breaths and tried to clear my mind of my wife taking that black cock inside her. Just baseball and boring things. After a long moment I felt the pressure ease a bit and I sighed in relief. I hesitated for another long moment and then peeled off the rest of my clothes, leaving them in a neat pile on the edge of the bed.

I quietly crept down the dark hallway, my heart beating through my chest. I wanted to see my wife have sex with Kivon again but at the same time I was afraid of them seeing me like this, wearing this cage on my junk. If they laughed or made fun of me I don't think I could take it. I'd just have to run home or something, never to be seen again. I broke the silence in the empty hallway with my own snigger as I pictured myself running naked with this cock cage on through the neighborhood, whaling out loud at my own embarrassment. The amusing thought gave me the courage I needed and I pressed on.

When I stepped into the living room the lights were dim and mostly lit by the television. They had switched it to a music channel, but the volume was very low. Kivon stood in the center completely nude, his long heavy cock hanging between his muscular thighs. Leah's bare body was pressed against his side as she ran her small pale hand up and down his chest and abs. She marveled at his dark chiseled anatomy with a look of awe and then raised up on her tippy-toes to kiss him on the lips. I stared at her small pink lips as they disappeared under his thick dark lips, their eyes closed in passion.

Suddenly I could feel that strange discomfort as the plastic prison gripped my organ like a vice. That dammed large outer ring started to choke my balls as it pulled upward again. I could feel my growing hardon fighting the plastic, pushing into my body. It was giving me a squirmy, hurt feeling from my balls to my stomach, trying to deny my arousal. I shuffled forward gripping the corner of the sofa and held onto my cage in a futile attempt to stop the sensation. I suddenly remembered the keys and wondered where I put them. No I hadn't done anything with them, Leah had them!

"It looks good on you." I heard Sarah's say next to me.

I spun around covering my junk with both hands to a smiling Sarah. I nearly gasped seeing her in nothing but a tiny black bra and thong. Her pillowy tits were spilling out of the small bra, the edges of her dark areolas peeking out at me.

"I helped her pick it out, does it fit okay?" she was looking down trying to see it. "Come on, let me see!"

I gradually relented, letting her hands pry my own away to reveal my caged penis to her. She surprised me by quickly kneeling down in front of me to get a better look, her head cocked to the side, her face an expression of quizzical wonder.

"It doesn't hurt, right? They're not supposed to hurt," She said as she carefully lifted the plastic sheath up with her forefinger and thumb.

I stammered with a string of none-intelligible words under my breath. I was too shocked that Sarah was basically touching my penis. This was almost too much to take, I could feel the plastic sheet forcing my erection back, denying it precious blood. She looked up at me with her eyebrows raised in worry.

"N-no, uh, no it um, it doesn't hurt," I whispered.

Her face stretched into a wide, excited grin. "Is it turning you on?" She continued playing with it, lightly jostling the plastic sheath in her fingers.

"Ye-yeah, it's uh, it's different..." I managed to squeak out.

Sarah stood back up and hugged me, mashing her large breasts into my chest. I hugged her back hesitantly, and could smell her sweet vanilla scent. As we hugged she kept her hips back, avoiding touching my crotch area.

"I think its really fucking hot, Jim," she whispered into my ear.

She ended our hug and then stood back, maintaining her sultry stare. Her hands moved behind her back, fiddling with something. Before I could figure out what she was doing her bra snapped loose, falling down her body and onto the floor. Her large glorious breasts jostled free in all their glory, her little brown buds pointed directly at me, begging to be sucked. I just stared at them, transfixed. I'd never seen them bare and up close like this.

Sarah lifted my hands to her breasts and pushed her chest out, trying to give me all that she had. They were well over a handful and felt amazingly soft yet heavy in my hands. I lightly kneaded and lifted them, studying them in my hands. I was breathing hard again, my arousal was through the roof but still confined, controlled, and denied.

"Do you like them?" she asked, raising the corner of her mouth in a smirk.

"Yeah, you have amazing breasts..." I sighed.

She gently removed my hands and pressed her body against mine, this time my caged prick was touching her tummy.

"Leah told me to tell you that you have a free pass for just tonight." She looked up at me, lust in her eyes. "You can fuck me, Jim. Do you want to fuck me?"

Sarah ran her hands down my bare chest, over my stomach, and gripped my plastic cage. She bit her lip and then gently kissed my chest several times before looking back up at me again.

"Or..." she started slowly tugging at it my cage. "Would you rather watch Kivon fuck us both... While you watch."

My legs felt like they turned to jelly and I was going to collapse onto the couch behind me. My vision started to pulse with static at my own arousal, a thrilling chill crawling up my body. I could feel that dark yearning lick at the back of my brain, it knew what it really wanted.

"It's our one chance to fuck, Jim," she said as she guided me to the front of the couch by my cage. "Take me to my bedroom and fuck me, or..." she paused, "have a seat and watch."

She took a step back, her eyelids heavy with lust, her lips slightly parted in anxious breath. She lifted up her breasts in her small hands, lightly kneading them as she stared at me. I kept eye contact with her, her hazel eyes burning holes into my soul. I knew what I must do, what I wanted to do, what I needed to do. Sarah bit her lip and raised her eyebrows in surprise as I slowly sat down on the couch behind me.

My whole body chilled with anxious desire as I gripped my confined penis. Sarah's expression quickly drooped into a look of lust. Letting go of her breasts, she leaned down in front of me and kissed me on the forehead.

"You really want to see me take that black cock," she sighed and then kissed me on the lips. "You wanna' see us both get fucked by black cock while you sit and watch, don't you cuckboy?"

"Y-yeah, I wanna watch... I want you to fuck only black men..." I said softly to her, I was deep in my sub role.

Sarah leaned in and whispered into my ear, "That's right, cuckboy. I went black and I'm never going back, not even for you now... Maybe I should get Leah to go black too, would you like that?"

She moved her head back and looked me in the eye. She looked just as turned on as I was.

I paused for a long moment and squirmed at the cage's confinement. "Yes..." I whispered shakily.

Sarah slowly grew a sharp grin on her pretty face and opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted by the sudden loud sounds going on behind her.

Glup Glup Glup

We both looked over to see my wife on her knees moving her head back and forth onto Kivon's massive black cock as she held onto his hips.

"Get it, ah... Get it, baby..." Kivon grunted as he took hold of her brown hair with his meaty hands.

Sarah took a seat next to me on the couch and giggled under her breath as we watched the show.

"Wow, hehe. She's getting so good at sucking big dicks." She leaned into me and looked my way. "Just look at the way she's taking that big black cock down her throat, isn't it hot, cuckboy?"

"Yeah..." I moaned, "I love how much she loves it..."

Sarah rubbed my thigh and looked back at my wife. Leah flicked her tongue at the piss hole on his plumb-sized head and then slowly licked her way down the thick shaft's underside. We watched as she held up his horse cock in her small hands and kissed his balls.

"So much bigger than yours, huh?" Sarah teased, "She's never gonna' want your little pink dick again, is she?"

I was too turned on to speak, I could only nod my head and watch as my wife went down on her black lover in front of us. I never would have guessed I'd be sitting next to a naked, turned on Sarah as we both watched my wife cuckold me with her black boyfriend. After watching Leah suck Kivon's cock for a while Sarah got up and crawled towards them. I gasped out loud when I noticed the shiny black buttplug peaking from within Sarah's upturned butt. She joined them, kneeling before his glistening black organ like a holy idol to worship.

I felt a strange yet almost delightful pain as I raised my knees up and rested the soles of my feet on the couch cushion. I watched Sarah's pouty lips part and inhale Kivon's bulbous head, stretching her lips into a tight seal. She hungrily began bobbing her head up and down, forward and backward trying to stuff as much black cock down her throat as she could. Her large breasts bounced and jiggled with each plunge her head made, spit and drool dripping onto them.

My heart skipped a beat when Leah moved behind the black man and began kissing his muscular butt cheeks, her face feverish with desire. She then urgently pried his butt cheeks apart with her hands and pressed her face forward, kissing and licking his asshole. The way they were angled I could just barely make out her pink lips and tongue darting desperately at his puckered black ass hole. Her moans and gasps were muffled as she started to probe his anus with her tongue. I hugged my knees tight and bit the inside of my cheek as an intense pang of anxiety and lust shot through me at the carnal scene before me. Both girls moved their heads back and forth onto his body from each end, frantically trying to pleasure him.

Eventually Kivon positioned Sarah on her hands and knees, her big rump raised high in the air, waiting to be mounted. Her eyes darted up at me and a grin formed on her lips that quickly parted into a shocked gasp as he entered her from behind. He didn't waste any time before he was gripping her hips and slamming his black cock deep inside her wet cunt over and over, building up into a fast, angry fuck pace. Sarah cried out as he pounded her hard, causing her bubble butt to bounce and her large hanging breasts to sway and knock into each other. The room was filled with her moans and the sounds of their flesh smacking together.

After they fucked for awhile Kivon slowed his pace, admiring Sarah's amazing ass. Leah quickly crawled up beside them and placed her hands on each of her ample butt cheeks and pulled them apart, examining the treasure within. With a look of pure lust I saw my wife slowly pull out the shiny buttplug causing Sarah to yawn in pleasure. Our eyes made contact as she slowly licked the tip of the wet plug, and then inserted it into her greedy mouth. I felt like I was going to pass out as I watched the lewd plastic being sucked clean by my wife.

When Leah was done with the toy I saw her kneel down behind Sarah's rump and press her face into it. The unmistakable wet smacking sounds made it clear she was eating her ass. Sarah's eyes lifted to the back of her skull as she started pushing herself back on Kivon's cock, desperate to be fucked. After doing this for a minute or two, Leah got out of the way as Kivon pulled himself out of Sarah.

"Please..." Sarah whined with a need I'd never heard come from a girl before, "Please fuck my ass..."

Leah bit her lip and took hold of her black boyfriends granite hard cock, and lined it up to Sarah's back entrance, slowly pressing it's impossible size into her tiny hole. I wanted to jump up and get a better look but I was afraid I'd hurt myself with my straining cage, so I remained seated watching Sarah's face twist and morph in pain and pleasure.

Eventually it looked like he was somehow all the way in, causing Sarah to breath in short, shallow breaths. Leah lovingly held onto Kivon's waist, watching in amazement as he stretched open Sarah's little anus. After seesawing in and out of her for a long while, he picked up the pace. In response Sarah gripped at the carpeted floor and started to buck back into his thrusts, each time roaring a shrill grunt of pleasure.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me oh god, fuck me!"Sarah chanted each time their bodies crashed together.

Breathing hard, Kivon finally stopped his sexual assault. Sweat was running down his muscular, black chest and stomach and onto Sarah's tan back. I watched in bated breath as he then pulled his wet horse cock out of Sarah's ass with a wet plopping sound, and then shoved it directly into my wife's eager waiting mouth. He bottomed out in her throat in one smooth motion and then pulled it from her mouth and back into Sarah's ass again, causing her to gasp in pleasure. He repeated this several more times before he went back to fucking Sarah hard, causing her upper body to collapse into the floor, mewling and crying in orgasm.

Now it was my wife's turn. She quickly laid on her back and spread her legs wide for her black lover. I gripped my shins until it hurt as I watched my small petite wife disappear under the large dark form of her boyfriend. He entered her more gently, causing her to moan and tremble and wrap her legs around his waist. He supported himself by his arms and let his hips thrust into her at a slow but steady pace.

"Take it, take my pussy, baby," Leah whimpered, "Take it, it's all yours, take it."

Kivon started to thrust faster followed by his own grunts as he built up speed. I could see a sheen of sweat glistening over his skin in the low light as he fucked my wife. I just sat and watched his black ass move up and down, his muscles undulating under his sweaty skin as he thrust into her. Her pink pussy stretched to its limit, gripping his black shaft, refusing to let it escape.

Unable to look away, I watched him fuck her hard for a long time. Sarah had crawled up next to me on the floor. I felt her fingers trace over my foot making me jerk at the sudden contact.

"Keep watching, cuckold," she whispered, "He's about to fill her."

Kivon gave a low groan and then pushed himself deep inside Leah, holding himself there for a long moment. I could see his heavy black balls jerk as his cum flowed deep inside my wife. She grabbed his hips and pulled him into her, wanting every last drop of his cum inside her. After several long moments, he pulled out and rolled over next to her on the floor.

Without a word I crawled to Leah on my hands and knees as if on auto-pilot. She looked down her body at me and smiled, opening her legs wider, offering me her creampie. I leaned down between her legs, pausing to kiss the sole of her foot, then her inner thigh, and finally the center of her sticky, wet cunt. I slowly lapped at her flooded pussy, savoring the mixed juices of her and her lover when I felt Sarah brushing past me. I looked over and saw her puckered lips press onto Leah's clit above me. I felt an intense high of arousal, causing me to lick and suck at her pussy more, swallowing what came out.

Kivon's semen continued to seep out from her slit. The petals of her slippery flower were wet and shining as I continued to lap at them. Sarah took my place and moved her mouth over her sopping sex causing her to hiss and moan.

"Mmm, Gawd, oh! Yess eat me, clean me..." Leah murmured.

Sarah's cheek pressed against my own as I licked up and down the sides so that she could have her fill. Sarah suckled on Leah's labia, taking it into her mouth and pulling gently then letting go with a wet smack. She then ran her tongue from top to bottom as another milky deluge surged from her opening. Sarah opened wide and then sucked it in her mouth quickly making a wet slurping sound. She then turned to me and pressed her lips to mine in a kiss. I felt her put her tongue in my mouth, sharing her creamy prize with me.

I could hear Leah suddenly cry out from ecstasy as she watched us, and began furiously rubbing a finger over her clit. I pushed back what Sarah had put in my mouth and she took it, swallowed it, and then returned to stroking Leah with her tongue again. I rejoined Sarah by pressing my face next to hers, both of our tongues trying to dart inside Leah's gaping maw, savoring every part of her. We both took turns licking down to her puckered anus and then back up to her clit.

I watched in amazement and in lust as Sarah tongue fucked Leah's tight little butt ring, diving her tongue as deep as it would go. I tried to help her by spreading her butt cheeks apart so that Sarah could go all the way in and out with her tongue several times. Finally Sarah clamped onto Leah's clit and I in her asshole, causing her to tremble and shake into another intense orgasm. I kept my tongue embedded as deep in her ass as possible until her hips stopped writhing.

After we settled down I rested my face on Leah's inner thigh, watching her make out tenderly with Kivon above me. My vision was blocked when Sarah moved back up, mashing her breast into Leah's pussy. She giggled as she tried to get her nipple inside, rubbing it upwards to her clit, collecting residue juices. She then turned her breast to me, a smirk on her lips.

"Open up, cuckold," she giggled, "suck..."

She pressed her large pillowy breast into my face and I eagerly took her nipple in my mouth and sucked. I could feel her tugging at my plastic cage, trying to tease my denied erection. As I suckled I felt my climax trying to erupt within me causing me to buck my hips and swear into her breast. I think I felt what had to be a ruined orgasm drain and drool from my caged penis. I could feel the wet spreading through my crotch and onto the floor around my ass. It was a strange feeling of sadness and loss, of coming so close to a real orgasm only to have it slip through and be lost forever. I gasped and my head fell back into Leah's thigh. Sarah looked down at my runny mess and giggled again.

"Leah... I think I just gave your cuckold a ruined orgasm," she said softly, with an edge of glee in her voice.


I swiped my badge to get into the building and walked past countless beige cubicles on the way to my office. It was earlier than usual so only a couple of others were milling around the coffee machine. Luckily, I had brought my own and carefully sipped it as I made my way to my closet-sized office. I slipped through the glass doors and set up my laptop on the coffee-stained desk, ready for another Monday.

I set my Steaming coffee on the desk and started scrolling through my email. I spotted 12 pieces of corporate spam that are required reading. Several are "Action Items" that I'd need to be complete before the end of the week. More of the emails were from team members as well as an email from the boss's boss.

I rubbed my eyes and yawned as I carefully worded my replies not to cause any headaches in this shitty rat race of a job. As I'm scanning over some server logs my eyes started to glaze over and I saw my wife, Leah, looking down at me as she carefully unlocked my cock-cage with determined little hands.

"It's finally your turn, sweetie," she said as she pulled the contraption off my growing penis, exposing it to the cool air. I could see her beautiful face looking down at me, her pink lips parted in lustful anticipation.

I took another sip of my coffee to try and focus on my work. It had been a week since that insane party at Sarah's and it's all I could think about. I distinctly remember that Sunday night when I and my wife finally made it home, just me and her. It felt magical to have her all to myself after being a third wheel all weekend.

Being so publically 'friend-zoned' by the love of my life was painful to the very depths of my soul, and yet it also made my dick painfully hard. I still didn't understand it. It's that empty, sinking feeling coupled with overwhelming arousal that brings me to my knees.

I remember after watching Kivon fuck both Sarah and Leah, I decided to keep the cage on all night. The ruined orgasm Sarah gave me left me wound up and I was curious to keep exploring the cage. When Leah finally removed it the next night I didn't last but a couple minutes inside her before I came. I wasn't a sexual b**st like Kivon, I just couldn't hold it. The cage took the denial aspect to another level that really scratched something deep within me.

"I think I want to keep wearing it, see how it feels," I said to Leah as I held her to me in bed. Her petite body radiated heat into mine as she snuggled back into me.

"Mmm, really?" she said softly into her pillow. "So you like it, huh?"

"I'm not sure, but uh, I kinda want to see where it goes. Maybe."

Leah turned her head over to me with a crooked grin, "The restriction adds to the denial, right? Gets you hot?"

"I guess..." I felt myself blushing. She was going to make me say it out loud. I shut my eyes and buried my face into the back of her hair.

I heard her giggle and kiss me on the cheek, before bouncing off the bed.

"Sarah was totally right about you, hehe," Leah giggled as she tiptoed naked into the bathroom. She returned seconds later with that familiar plastic cage and bounced back onto the bed next to me.

"What are you..." I dumbly asked as she yanked the covers from me, revealing my naked form.

"C'mon, let's get it back on before you get hard again," she said as she started to fit the plastic rings over my genitals. "I think I understand what you need."

"You do?" I looked down at her as she fitted each piece as quickly as she could, snapping it together.

"I will control your orgasms," she turned the key, locking the cage with a snapping sound, and then looked up at me with steely blue eyes."I'll decide when you cum."

True to her word she didn't let me out for a whole week. Being denied even an erection for so long did my head in. It was a bittersweet agony, especially when she would tease me with her nude body. Sex was constantly on my mind, and my arousal was always building, never able to release. Work that week was a shit show of distractions.

Ironically Kivon had to meet a friend out of town for club business, so Leah had to settle for my tongue to get off instead. I gripped my cage in painful lust as I watched her tight little ass bounce up and down before she planted it on my face for me to eat. She would playfully jerk my cage in a futile attempt to jerk me off as I ate her to orgasm.

That Saturday night I only lasted one minute inside her and then back on the cage went. Sunday night I only lasted 45 seconds. Leah almost took a devilish delight in my suffering. She really enjoyed the game, maybe even more than me now.

"Awww, sweetie! That was less than a minute this time," She cooed as she rubbed my back with her soft hands.

"S-sorry..." I managed to breathe out into her neck, still recovering from my release. Her pussy felt like molten honey around my deflating penis.

She kissed my cheek and then slowly pushed me off of her. "It's kay, I know you must have been sooooo pent up." She laid next to me for a minute studying my face and then kissed me passionately for a long time. Her lips and tongue explored my own as we embraced in the afterglow of our brief lovemaking.

I felt my penis begin to grow again, poking into her tight tummy. My wife quickly broke our kiss and grabbed my dick.

"Oh no no no, mister," my wife chided, "Wait here."

I watched her as she got up and left the room only to return a few minutes later with a bowl of ice water and a wet rag. I felt a familiar cold shiver run up my body and radiate through my teeth. I wanted to smack that bowl of misery out of her hands and fuck her again but my raging hard-on was fueled by me letting her cage me instead. I spread my legs a little and waited for her to wrap that ice-cold cloth around my erection.

I gritted my teeth as she squeezed it around my dick, making my vision scramble and my limbs convulse for a moment. I didn't think I'd ever get used to that intense sensation, especially on such a sensitive appendage.

"Fuck, baby fuck!" I cried as my erection died.

"Hurt for me, cucky..." she whispered as she slowly pulled the freezing rag away, tickling my half numb penis.

The second my cage was secured, she was pushing my head between her legs to do my duty.

I snapped out of my reverie and went back to reading my emails.

"Fuck..." I said out loud.

The boss's boss's email was about the current big merger. We were being offered lots of overtime. There's no way I'd be able to pass this up, we needed the money, but it was two straight weeks of long, grueling hours. Kivon was supposed to be back this week, how was I going to play our little game if I'm stuck at work? I rubbed my temples and then cracked my neck. I hesitated for a long moment and then replied to the email, confirming I'd do the overtime.

As I clacked away at my computer all I could think about was being with my wife, watching her with her black lover, and making sweet love to her afterward. But alas, I was trapped here, surrounded by endless mountains of monkey work.

I rubbed at my overstrained eyes again. I could hear the loud, busy murmurs, footsteps, and keyboard clacking around the office. I leaned back in my squeaky chair and sighed. It would all be worth it in the end though, the overtime was generous.

Ting Ting!

My cell phone was giving that familiar tone from a text message. I decided to take a break and pulled it out when no one was looking. The text was from Leah.

Hey sweets! Kivon askd me out 2nite. Gonna meet his friend. I'm so excited!

Ting Ting!

He wants 2 show me the new club's WIP!

I hesitated a moment. How would we do this? I was too tied up at work to go. I'd have to tell her to call it off. She was going to be so disappointed I thought. I typed out a response and hit send.

Did he open his club? Antwan's?

Ting Ting! Her reply came back almost instantly.

Antwan's. Not the grand open. Just him and his friend setting up n stuff

I could tell she was already thinking about fucking him, and she'd be meeting his new friend. More black men. I'm 100% sure he would try to get in her pants. I thought of her being there when it's open to the public. A beautiful white girl in a nightclub surrounded by horny black guys. I could see her in my head, on the dance floor grinding on several black men to the tune of the loud hip hop music playing. They'd practically be fucking.

I suddenly felt my penis start to grow tight in my cage. I sighed and typed another message to her.

Going 2b stuck at work honey. I found out going 2b 2 weeks overtime. I'm sorry.

She took a few minutes to respond with another message.

Oh that sux! I will let them kno.

She must be so disappointed. I was disappointed too. I had to be there with her when she was with a black lover, right? That was part of our rules I thought. Or was it? Did I really need to be with them all the time? Could I handle her going out on her own, on dates? I felt a chill tremble through me as my erection twitched. I was anxious and excited at the thought. My Leah going out on a date with her black boyfriend, without me...

I pushed myself out of my chair and marched to the bathroom like a man on a mission. I needed to talk to her. I pushed through the furthest bathroom stall and locked it behind me. I pulled out my phone with shaky hands and hit call on Leah's name. She answered after a couple of rings.

"Hey sweetie, is something wrong?" she had a worried edge to her voice.

"Leah," I breathed into the phone. An awkward silence followed. "Nothing... Nothing's wrong, honey."

"My poor hubby, so you're taking overtime? I don't like how they make you work so much. Should I leave your dinner in the fridge tonight? I made a casserole."

"Y-yeah honey, thank you. Um..." I swallowed and licked at my lips. I wanted her to go on that date. I wanted her to go without me. It fueled my desires that had drove us this far. I wanted to go further. I wouldn't let work slow it down. "You should go. I... I want you to go. Go with him."

I tried to keep it cool. There was a long pause.

"Really? So you're okay if I go out alone?" I felt her excitement through the phone.

"Yeah, without me. Just you and them, and for the next two weeks while I'm busy with work... You and your... Your black boyfriend. Just you and him, like a true couple." My heart was beating through my chest. I started rubbing my caged dick through my pants desperate for stimulation. This was really happening.

"Oh, honey... Are you sure?" She asked in a breathy voice. She was probably wet.

"It's what I wanted from the beginning, remember? I want you to have a black boyfriend, to go on dates with, and fuck whenever you want." I was delirious with arousal. My dark desires were literally being wrung out of me by the cage.

"Mmmm, yes sweetie. And to fuck him more than you. Right, Jim?" She sounded as turned on as me now.

"Yeah, honey. But I want to change things up." The cage was doing all my talking for me it seemed. It was giving me horribly erotic ideas that needed to be fulfilled, ideas that I couldn't believe I wanted. My kink was truly out of control. "Leave me totally out of the picture the whole time you're with him. Sounds hot right?"

"Oh my god, Jim! That sounds incredible," she exhaled. "I honestly can't believe I'm hearing you say this." She then quickly added, "All right, sweetie. I'll leave you out. I think this will be intense for both of us."

For the rest of the day at work, I was almost useless. I couldn't stay focused but I did my best. I left for home around midnight, practically speeding to get there. I was lucky I didn't get a speeding ticket. When I arrived at home my wife's car was missing, she was still out on her date. At that very moment, she was probably making out and dancing with another man.

I considered since it was a private gathering it might even be intimate for them, possibly romantic. I wondered if they would have a threesome with Kivon's friend, or would they take turns? The thought hurt my heart and made my head spin with angsty lust.

I found the dinner she prepared for me in the fridge as she said. There was a little sticky note attached to it that read:

Enjoy! I'll be home really late, don't wait up.

XOXOXO Leah

Another pang of jealousy hit me but so did deep arousal. My Leah was on a date with her black stud boyfriend, and I was left alone to wait for her like a lost puppy. I pictured all the hot sex they must be having. I wondered if she was drunk? Did they even dance at all? The club wasn't really together at all so maybe they went to one that was, or maybe they just took a minute to see its progress before he whisked her off to his home to get fucked all night.

All these thoughts had killed my appetite but I ate it anyway. It was really good, my wife could cook! I sat on the couch picking at my food watching Television. It was nice to unwind after such a long, grueling day at work but I was still on edge about my wife's date. I considered switching the program I was watching to interracial porn but decided not to. Instead, my thoughts continued to wonder.

Before long I was pacing around the living room, glancing through the window blinds nervously. I was anxious as hell! What was taking her so long? Had she forgotten about me? Should I text her?

I grabbed my phone to check. There were no new messages. Sticking to this game was excruciating but I couldn't ignore my raging, denied hardon. I felt a pinching discomfort as my erection was pushed back, completely restricted by its plastic confinement. The whole situation was both tearing me apart and turning me on. This was the first time my wife was away on a date with someone else, so I had known it would be difficult.

Eventually, I retired to the bedroom and stripped. I gently stroked my caged dick continuously for several hours, desperate for release. I fantasized about my Leah getting black fucked in a private spot in the finished club. She had a train of black men taking turns fucking her little white pussy. She couldn't get enough, and neither could I. I moaned my wife's name and pulled at my cage, delirious with lust.

I must have passed out because the next thing I knew I was waking up to Leah carefully sliding into bed next to me on wobbly legs. Her hair was a mess and her makeup was smeared. I could see she was still wearing the dress she must have went out in, a revealing sheer black mini. She looked very drunk and I could smell a hint of Kivon's cologne on her. She really did it. It looked like she must have had a good time. My cock twitched.

As she cuddled up against me and dozed off into soft snores I could only wonder if she fucked him and how many times. Did his friend join in? It was driving me crazy that I didn't know, and it also turned me on that she wouldn't tell me. It was between her and her black boyfriend. How much partying could they do on a Monday night anyway? It must have been all fucking.

I started pulling at my caged penis again as I stared at her sleeping form next to me. I leaned over and smelled her hair and thought of the big black cocks invading her sexy body. The bed slightly vibrated to my pumping hand. I sighed in frustration at my desperation for release. I gave up and turned over to try to get some sleep, I had a long day at work tomorrow after all.

The next morning I awoke by myself in bed. I could hear Leah was already in the shower. I yawned and then looked over at the clock.

Shit! I was running late.

"Love you babe, gotta go!" I called to my wife as I brushed my teeth and got dressed.

"Love you, sweetie!" I heard her call from the walk-in shower. I felt my heart get really heavy. I didn't have time to reconnect with my wife at all. It was hot but it was also hard. Very hard. As I drove from the house I sighed to myself. What the hell was wrong with me?

That night before bed I heard her start the shower so I got the hot idea to join her. I'd give anything to just touch her perfect body. I tried to enter the bathroom but she quickly shut me out.

"Not so fast, you can't come in here!" I heard her shout from behind the door. I had only got a brief glimpse of her wrapped in a white towel.

"What? What's the matter, let me in? Babe?" I was confused and desperate to see my wife's beautiful nude body too. I heard the doorknob lock click into place.

"You're not allowed to see my body, Jim. You are out of the picture for 2 weeks, remember?" She paused and then continued softly, "I know we didn't discuss this part but it's what I want. I want to feel like I'm his and I think you want that too, so let's not mess that up, kay?"

My guts churned and my penis strained at its prison. I felt like I was losing my wife in slow motion to another man, not even allowed to see her nude body. It was something I'd taken for granted I'm sure, but she was right. A deep dark sexual thrill bubbled up inside of me that tingled the very center of my being and radiated outward into a small moan from my lips. I hated this and I loved this. Why did I love that she would take it that extra kinky step? Why did I love that only he could see her nude body?

"Okay, Jim..?" she asked, "Just wait for me to finish my shower then you can come to take yours."

"Yeah... Yeah okay," I murmured in response.

I collapsed onto the edge of the bed staring at the bathroom door, patiently waiting my turn. I decided this part of my cuckolding was hard but very hot to get to explore with my wife. I gripped my crotch and sighed as I felt my penis leaking precum again.

That first week was the slowest that I'd ever experienced in my life. Each day I'd go to work for long hours only to return to an empty house. I'd be left wondering what my naughty wife was up to, not even able to jerk off. Leah never broke down and told me, she seemed to enjoy holding the information from me. It was driving me mad but I loved it. As much as I missed sexual contact or even seeing her naked body, the bad part was that we were so separated, never getting to see her or spend time together.

One night I overheard her on her phone in the bathroom. I pressed my ear to the door and spied on her conversation. I had only caught the tail end of it.

"Mhm, yeah. No, I haven't and I won't let him," she giggled, "God I miss your cock so much, Ty." A long pause and then, "yes, baby, yes I'll be there. Night."

I wondered if this Ty was Kivon's friend, she seemed to really be into him. Was he the one that suggested the no-nudity rule?

Every night going forward Leah would crawl into bed wearing these old baggy pj's.

"Why wear those?" I'd asked her.

"You know why," she answered while rolling her eyes and smirking. "We are just platonic friends right now, I don't want you getting any ideas."

"This is really hard, Leah..." I sighed into my pillow. It hurt but my penis was persistently fighting my cage, leaking constantly.

Leah rolled onto her side and looked at me with loving eyes. "Almost halfway. Just think of that. But until then I really want us to stick this out. Okay, Jim?"

"It's just... I miss you so much though, it's all so intense..." I whimpered, clutching at my cage under the sheets. I hoped she didn't notice.

"I love you but you know that's the whole point, right? Besides..." She ran her fingers through her hair and bit her bottom lip. "It's what gets us both hot. Right?" Not waiting for me to answer she continued. "You can't deny you love hurting for me, being denied, being friend-zoned." She rubbed my shoulder affectionately with the back of her little hand. "Being cucked..."

I felt intense arousal at her words followed by a gush of precum from my penis.

"Y-yeah, I guess you're right. I'll try, Leah." I said somberly. "It's hard to describe, but I think you're right, I mean..." I looked her in the eyes. "I love you so much but I want this, it's hard but I don't want to stop. I want you to cuckold me, I want you to cuckold me hard..."

"I know..." she said warmly, "And I will." Leah then leaned over and kissed me on the cheek before turning back over and quickly falling asleep.

On Friday evening I came home and caught my wife before she left for her date. I hugged her from behind while she brushed her silky brown hair. She was making herself beautiful for her black lover. Or lovers? She gave me a warm smile through the mirror.

"Help me, sweetie," she said, motioning to the back of her dress.

I zipped her up and admired her sexy body. She turned around and pecked me on the cheek. She was wearing a skimpy red dress with a plunging neckline that revealed her tight tummy. Seeing that much skin was more titillating than usual for me. I couldn't stop staring at her washboard stomach, you could just make out the definition of her abs.

I figured they were going out to some other place because Kivon's club still wasn't ready. I knew that for a fact because I had been snooping online while at work.

"I didn't get a chance to make anything, so you will have to fend for yourself tonight, kay?" She then turned back around to finish her makeup.

"T-that's fine, baby."

I stared at her face through the mirror, she was applying bright red lipstick and made her lips into a kiss. My Leah was so beautiful, she looked like a movie star. We hadn't had sex since she started going on dates alone. I missed it but I was in a constant state of extreme arousal and anxious angst that kept me on edge all day without any kind of release. It was hard to wrap my head around it.

My wife glanced back at me in the mirror and grinned. She turned around and stepped close to me, looking deeply into my eyes. Slowly, she ran a fingertip down the front of my body until it rested over my caged penis.

"Are you going to be okay all alone on a Friday night, sweetie? I don't know how long I'll be. It may be late." She traced the same finger back up to my chest and then pretended to flick away lent from my shirt. "You will wait here for me, right?" Her blue eyes sparkled with intensity.

This was my chance to call it off, this was going too far. I needed to reclaim my wife back!

"Y-yeah honey, g-go on your date, go be with your black boyfriend and have a good time," I stammered. I could feel a cold sweat drip down the side of my forehead.

Leah bit her lip and lowered her eyelids in a lustful expression. She started to say something but was interrupted by a familiar knock at the door.

She grinned at me, "he wanted to pick me up tonight, thought it would be sexy."

She then silently turned and walked out of the bedroom leaving me standing there. I heard her quickly stomping down the stairs and then opening the front door to greet her date. Leah's giggles and a deep voice I didn't recognize echoed through the house for a few fleeting moments and then the door slammed shut leaving dead silence.

I had to see who it was. Was it Kivon's friend Ty? I dashed down the stairs, almost tripping and breaking my neck, but it was too late. I peeked through the blinds and saw a silver Porsche speeding down the neighborhood street into the night. I was alone. I fell to my knees gripping at my straining dick, pulling desperately at my cage.

I tried to maintain my sanity better this time by watching television and playing video games or pretty much anything to distract my thoughts however nothing seemed to work for long. In my mind, I would constantly see my wife's small pale form pressed against a chiseled dark form as she moaned in unbelievable pleasure.

Ting Ting!

At around 2 AM I heard my phone chime with a text message alert. I nearly tripped as I scrambled for it. The message was from Leah.

Its late. He wants me 2 stay the weekend, C U Sun. Luv u

I must have read that text a hundred times before it finally clicked in my brain. My blood ran cold. I threw my phone at the couch and cursed out loud.

"What the Fuck!?" I yelled at the empty living room.

I felt distraught. I think I started hyperventilating until my vision went fuzzy. My guts churned and my anxiety was going through the roof. Was this what it was like to have an anxiety attack? My legs wobbled and collapsed underneath me, leaving me on my knees.

He wants me 2 stay the weekend.

C U Sun.

Those words kept buzzing in my mind over and over. Not only was my world spinning but my arousal was blasting off like a rocket from deep within me. I could feel precum oozing from my penis, forming a large wet spot on my pants. Her simple text had left me on my knees, leaking all over the floor and out of my mind with anxiety and arousal.

I'm not sure why it hit me so hard. Maybe it was from being locked up all week and not knowing what she was doing. I was completely separate from her sex life now. I was her chaste cuckold husband, waiting patiently at home for her return. Furthermore, that return was now going to be after the entire weekend? How could she just spring that on me like that? Why was my heart pounding so hard, why did it turn me on so fucking much?

I crawled over to the couch and grabbed my phone. With trembling fingers, I typed a string of replies.

We didn't talk about you spending the night? All Weekend?

I can pick u up.

Coming back home on Sunday? Luv u 2

I started nervously rubbing at my wedding ring with my thumb as my mind lit on fire with mental images of my wife; sometimes she's with Kivon and sometimes it's that mystery guy Ty. She'd be kissing him passionately, or holding his hand as they walk through a romantic scene. He's hers and she's his. They were looking like a hot interracial couple, no, an interracial married couple. She was still wearing her wedding ring when she left after all. People would see it and assume. Would she have taken it off later or left it on the whole time?

Ting Ting! I snatched my phone up to check the new message like a greedy crackhead.

I want 2 stay. It will be hot. Yes I will B Back Sun. I g2g now. Nite! xoxo

I slid back down into the floor and bit my lip. I felt more precum leak from my little constrained penis and run down my thigh. My wife was going to spend the night, no, the weekend with her black lover. I replied back a few times but she never responded again. I waited around in a daze not fully grasping what just happened. Deep down though, wasn't this exactly what I wanted her to do? I wanted her to completely lose herself in black cock obsession. I wanted her to sexually replace me with black men with huge cocks. I wanted this more than anything. This was what I longed for.

I stared off into space for a while, not sure how long. All I could think of was my beautiful young wife making love to her black boyfriend. She was probably getting fucked hard right at this very moment. Maybe she was going down on him, rubbing his fat dick all over her hungry face. She would be taking her sweet time going down on him, savoring every dark inch.

I wished I was there with them so that I could aid them in whatever they needed. I'd bring them drinks, or change their bedsheets. I'd fold their clothes and towels and wait patiently outside the bedroom while they fucked. I'd come inside only when invited, hopefully to soothe and clean my wife's well-used pussy with my tongue and then leave them to make love some more.

I eventually found myself sprawled out on our bed wearing nothing but my chastity cage. I positioned my laptop near the edge and clicked play on a video. My wife's sex video lit up the room and broke the silence with its blasting audio.

Her beautiful face was twisted in pain and pleasure by her black lover's 10-inch cock pounding deep into her pussy. Her heavy breathing and moans fueled my own lust as I slowly dry humped the bed, desperate for pleasure. My heart felt broken and lost but consumed with passionate lust that couldn't be controlled anymore.

"Leah, Oh Leah!" I cried as I fucked into the mattress faster and harder as if I was fucking an invisible girl."I-I hope he's fucking you so good right now, baby!"

I felt a painful sensation slowly building through my constricted penis as I ground it harder into the bedsheets but I didn't care. On my laptop, in front of me, my wife was taking it hard on her back. She held her knees back to her shoulders, her eyes bugged out of her mind in pleasure as that big black cock drilled down into her obscenely stretched cunt over and over again.

"Yes, Leah! Cuck me, sweetheart... Cuck me, cuck me! Oh, Leah! Please!" I cried, "Cuck me all night while I wait for you all alone, oh god baby! I hope he fucks you all night..."

I Suddenly felt my balls tighten and then release over and over. I looked down to see my semen pouring out of the plastic cage's piss hole and into a warm puddle on the bed. I felt my penis sputter and squirt a few times giving me a very mild orgasmic release. It felt much better than the completely ruined one I received from Sarah but still left me wanting more.

I collapsed onto my stomach still mashing my plastic-encased dick into the bed, desperate for any pleasure at all. Eventually, I fell asleep in my own mess to the sound of my wife being fucked over and over by her black lover.

The next morning, I awoke with a sore dick and was caked in dried cum. I shamefully changed the soiled sheets and then tried my best to clean my cock cage. There were only a few little holes on the shaft section making that a lost cause. In the end, I got the bright idea to use q-tips and good old soap and water.

I checked my phone but there were no new messages. Leah never responded to my last few texts which made me worry. Was she just ignoring me or what? Worry changed to anger as I sent her more unanswered texts throughout the day.

"Fucking answer, Leah!" I seethed out loud as I punched in another text.

Baby? Is everything alright?

I sighed heavily and then leaned back into the kitchen counter. It occurred to me that I had no idea what Kivon's home address was. I'd never been to his house. What the fuck would I even say to the police if I had to make a missing persons report? How stupid could I have been? I supposed I'd have to go to his club, Antwan's, and snoop around if it came to that. Suddenly my phone chimed indicating a new text.

Ting Ting!

"Oh thank god!" I sighed out loud in relief. I flicked through my phone but the message was from... Anna?

Hey! Watchya doin?

The relief quickly vanished into more worry, but I quickly typed out a response. I wondered what Anna wanted anyway? I hadn't heard from her since the party 2 weeks ago. I was so wrapped up in everything I hadn't really reached out to anyone.

Not much, you?

Ting Ting! She responded a few seconds later.

Come hang out with us then! At Xanders. Pleeeeeez?

I thought about it for a moment and then quickly responded in an affirmative. I had to get the hell out of this house or I'd literally go insane. Or was I already insane? Maybe I'm just being paranoid and Leah is just sleeping late... Or something... I put on my shoes and headed out the door.

Xander's apartment complex was further than Sarah's so I took the car. It was a nice sunny Saturday afternoon and everyone was out enjoying the weather. I wished my wife was back with me and we could have some time together, maybe walk through the hedge maze again at our favorite park. I really hoped she was okay and I was just being silly.

I arrived at Xander and Jake's apartment complex and got buzzed through to the entryway. Unlike Sarah's much nicer place, theirs was more run down and in the shittier part of town. Rent was cheap though and the apartments had a lot of space so they seemed to think it was worth it.

Up an old mostly safe elevator to the 6th floor and into a narrow lime-colored hallway lit by dim aging lights. I could hear some people's muffled arguments going on behind me in some unknown apartment as I neared a corner leading to another hallway.

As I turned the corner I nearly ran into a tall hooded figure who was in a hurry going the opposite direction.

"Yo, watch where you goin'!" The familiar voice growled.

I stared up at the man and did a double-take. It was fucking Jerome. His sneakers squeaked on the hard floor from stopping in his tracks. That shiny chrome grill glimmered as his lips pulled back into an impish grin.

"Sheeeiiitt, what up big pimpin'!" He chortled as he flipped the hood off his head and looked around over my shoulder. "Where that sexy bitch of yours at?"

His mentioning my wife made me blow up in a rage. I didn't care that he was much taller and probably stronger than me. I'd go down swinging if I had to. I shoved my finger into his chest as I sidestepped him.

"You stay the fuck away from my wife, got it?"

Jerome raised his large hands in mock surrender, "Oh shit son!" He laughed, "You wanna step up huh? You wanna?" He raised his hoodie and shirt with one hand, revealing the grip of a handgun sticking out of the front of his pants. "Sure yo wife not missin' more of this big black dick, big pimpin'?" He laughed and then clapped his hands together.

I raised my own hands at him and backed away. "Just leave us the fuck alone!"

"Why Though? You saw us fuckin' and shit. She loved it, man." He rubbed at his nose and snorted. "Don't pretend like you didn't either. Maybe I stop by sometime, give her what she needs again."

"The fuck you are! Just stay away from her, and stay away from Sarah too!" I said folding my arms.

Jerome took on a stony expression and clicked his tongue. "Pfft! Aight then I see you around, Jimmy. See you around real soon." He flipped his hood back on and was gone, laughing and talking to himself as he went. He seemed half out of his mind, probably on god knows what.

"Tell my boy Kivon to call me!" I heard him yell from down the hall.

Like hell I was.

I turned around only to realize I was right in front of Xander's door. Fuck! Was Jerome coming from their place?

Jake answered the door holding what was clearly a bag of cocaine.

"Oh, hey," he said while chewing on something. "Just scored some coke. Want some?"

Fucking Jake.

After declining the coke, Xander and Anna greeted me and we hung out a bit. They excitedly showed me progress on their video game; a fighting game with all sorts of colorful characters. Anna had a contagious excitement about her and would cling to my shirt often as she described the game to me. As happy as I was for them I couldn't help but feel a bit melancholy that I wasn't involved. I had the soul sucking-job that I hated instead, and still had another full week of overtime to enjoy!

Jake, fueled by coke and soda, didn't really contribute and sat at his computer playing some flavor of the moment multiplayer shooter. I kept up with our conversations trying not to stare at Anna. Her beauty was almost too distracting, especially with how pent-up I was. She was wearing an oversized shirt that exposed one of her slender shoulders, revealing a bra strap. I just wanted to reach over and take a bite.

Snap out of it and focus, Jim.

"We found a music guy, I think he will be great. It's gonna have kind of a retro electronic sound to it," Xander said as he scratched his beard.

"Yeah, he's someone I know from Korea," Anna said as she sat down next to me on the sofa. "He's a cool cat, but doesn't speak any English so... I have to translate for Xander, hehe."

I couldn't help but side-eye Anna's slim, milky thighs exposed by her short skirt riding up. I quickly looked up at her eyes before she could notice.

"You will have to send me some of it to listen to," I said, keeping our gaze locked for a little too long. I noticed her run her delicate-looking fingers through her short bob hair and blush a little.

"Of course," she bumped me with her shoulder affectionately, "It's kinda like the music we listened to when we studied together."

Sitting so close to her I was suddenly paranoid she might notice my cock cage somehow and quickly crossed my legs.

"Yeah, good times," I smiled. Sitting so close to Anna and having her attention made my heart flutter. I immediately felt guilty about it. I was married dammit.

We talked for a bit more and then Xander suggested we meet Sarah at our usual bar hangout; The Boiler Room. Jake declined, too absorbed into his game, so the three of us piled into Xander's car and hit the road.

"Jim!" Sarah squealed with glee as she charged into me for my signature bear hug.

Her big pillowy breasts mashing against my chest never got old. Looking down at her I immediately noticed she had gone back to her natural platinum blonde hair color. I liked how it made a lovely contrast with her suntan. I couldn't help but smile, it was wonderful to see her again. Sarah just had this uncanny ability to distract me from my problems.

"Where's Leah? She with Kivon?" Sarah's brows furrowed in surprise, "I-I mean..." she stammered, covering her mouth with her hand.

"What the fuck?" I mouthed to her. "She sat this one out," I said out loud.

Sarah mouthed, "Sorry," and then gave a weak smile.

"You'll have to make do with the three of us!" Xander said from behind me as he stepped inside the entryway.

Sarah gave him a hug and then reached over for Anna. I took notice that Anna was the exact same height as Sarah at around 5'2 I guessed. My mind couldn't help but bring up visuals of their small, petite bodies being manhandled by built black men. I bit the inside of my cheek and tried to think of baseball when I felt the confines of my cage squeeze me down there.

"Hey, it was Anna right?" Sarah asked, with that bright white smile of hers.

Anna shyly nodded her head and smiled back, "Hi, it's nice to meet you again!"

My eyes couldn't help but zero in on Sarah's exposed midriff. She was wearing cut-up jeans and a black crop top t-shirt. I supposed, like my wife, she wasn't missing any gym time. Her tummy was well sculpted like the rest of her gorgeous body.

Suddenly, a big brown hand covered her belly button.

"This is my new friend, Deshawn," she said as the large framed black man hugged her from behind. He looked like he must be a bodybuilder, there were muscles on top of muscles.

"Sup Y'all," he said in a husky voice, and then glanced down at Sarah, "Gotta jet."

"Awww, but I thought you could stay? You just got here!" Sarah sulked. She clung to his massive arm as if she were a sad c***d.

Deshawn leaned down to give her a smooch and then whispered something into her ear. She looked up at him and nodded her head.

"Whatever..." she sighed as he walked away.

I scuddled up next to her and pulled her with me. "Good," I sang, "Now I got you to myself!"

Sarah giggled and walked with us to a booth near the back. We drank and talked for a bit, catching up and having a good time. I checked my phone every now and then to see if Leah had responded to my texts, but there was nothing.

At one point Xander and Anna were in a deep conversation so I took Sarah over to play some pool and try to cheer her up. Ever since Deshawn left she had that tell-tell look in her eye, the one she couldn't hide from me.

"So, what's up?" I asked as I took another shot at a ball, scoring a side pocket.

"Thinking of getting another White Russian," she said and then downed the rest of her drink.

I bumped her shoulder with mine.

"What's with Deshawn? Did he do something?" I asked. "You know you can always talk to me."

She leaned against the pool table and sighed. Her gorgeous face distorted with an unfamiliar gloominess.

"It's not just Deshawn, it's men," she said and then looked over at me, her bottom lip trembling. "I'm never going to be happy, am I? I just want to be... I need more, and..." she looked away and rubbed at her eyes."I'm just an object to them. I don't know."

"Just sex?" I asked.

Her striking, hazel eyes pierced my own. "I mean... I love the sex, I really do, but it's just not enough anymore." Sarah looked away again gazing at nothing in particular. "Sometimes I wish I could just do everything differently, you know? I feel like I'm tainted. Used goods. No one would want to..." She trailed off and got quiet again.

I quickly pulled her into a tender hug.

"Don't say that about yourself. I think you're amazing, always have." I felt her arms wrap around my neck so I gently rubbed her back. "Why not just stop messing around with the meatheads? Wait for the right guy to come along. Someone who wants the same thing?"

She pulled back and cracked a smile, "And give up all that good dick? Yeah, not a chance mister."

"Come on, Sarah. Seriously. I think you'd make a wonderful wife..." I immediately felt embarrassed and went back to fiddling with my pool stick. Sarah blushed a little and looked down. "I mean... I think you're being too hard on yourself. Your other half is out there just waiting to be found. Stop wasting your time with the losers."

Sarah turned back towards the pool table but had a big smile on her face, the sadness at least temporarily melted away.

"My other half, huh? Where do I find one of those?" she laughed sarcastically.

"Probably not where you're getting your Jerome's and Deshawn's," I countered.

Sarah giggled and took a shot, but missed her mark. "So..." she sighed and then leaned on me. "We totally shared a snowball."

I felt my face flush with embarrassment again, I must have been beet red because she busted out laughing.

"Shhhh!!" I seethed and then started laughing with her. Sarah tickled my sides making me squeal like a girl. "You f-fucker!" I laughed as I held her arms away. At this point, random people were starting to look over at us so we calmed down.

"So how are things going with you and Leah?" she asked with a smirk.

Now it was my turn to be morose.

"Still haven't heard from her since last night," I grumbled, "sprung on me in a text that she's just going to spend the whole weekend with him."

"You're joke-ing!" Sarah gasped while looking at me side-eyed. I just stared at her, eventually producing a tight smile. "Wow..." She gasped with wide, surprised eyes. "Soooo, she's taking y'alls game that far, huh? Seem's kind of a bitchy thing to do but, I dunno. It makes sense for your game, right? Like... It makes it hot right? I mean... I'm sure it's hot for her, taking control like that, making you suffer a little bit."

I folded my arms and shook my head. "It's fucked up though, don't you think? Isn't it just taking things too far? I've actually been worried about her too... Does that make me a fool?"

Sarah stepped in front of me and smiled her sexy smile. "Awww, not at all. That's so sweet that you worry about her. I think that makes you a good husband! But don't you dare pretend like you don't like it. At least a little."

I looked away, but she turned my face back down to hers.

"Oh no you don't," she giggled, "it must be hard but I know that's not the only hard thing, am I right? Focus on that part!"

I stared down at her widening smile, her eyes fixated on mine. Her fingers were playing with the tip of her long blonde ponytail that was now d****d over her shoulder. I knew that she knew. It really did turn me on, but I don't think she understood the gravity of it all. The bad hurt sometimes out scaled the good hurt. Or something like that, I barely understood it myself. How could I be mad?

"I can't..." I whispered.

"Hmm? You can't wha- " Her brows raised in surprise and as it suddenly dawned on her, "Oh my Gawd, you're wearing it aren't you?"

"Shhh!" I looked around and walked her over to the corner. I glanced back at the others. Xander and Anna were standing at the bar ordering another round.

"Hey," Sarah giggled, "No one is gonna know, calm down, silly. So how long have you had it on?"

I hesitated a long moment, fidgeting with my wedding ring.

"Ji— m!" Sarah whined, "Just tell me!"

"Couple weeks..." I rubbed my eyes, "one more to go."

Sarah's jaw hung open, "Holy. Shit. Woah!"

"Tell me about it." I could feel my penis straining at its prison walls as I spoke, "It's been hard but I just... I dunno... We wanted to explore it some more. So we— I did."

"Fuck that's so hot, Jim," Sarah pursed her lips," So like, Leah is fucking Kivon the whole time?"

"Yeah, I'm assuming it's Kivon anyway. Could be his friend. The thing is, she's leaving me out of everything for two weeks, can't even see her naked..." I leaned back against the wall. It was embarrassing but strangely felt cathartic to be able to just talk about this out loud with someone else, someone I trusted.

"That's pretty intense, Jim," Her lips were still parted in surprise. "That's like, part of it though, right? Seeing how much sexual suffering you can take until you break."

"A strange kind of masochism I guess," I sighed. I felt my cage squeezing me again. The thought of my wife's kiss also came with a breaking of my heart, but I longed for it, loved it, desired it.

She gently rubbed my forearm and smiled warmly."Like... You have to feel like you're losing what you truly never lost."

"But it's worse than that..."

"How so?" she asked.

"Well, it's like... I think a deep, dark part of me wants to lose her, to lose her to a black man..." I said while staring at her feet. "To lose her sexually to him..." My guts churned immediately after confessing such a bizarre thing out loud. For a brief moment, we both stood in silence while Sarah pondered what I had said. I noticed her face became flushed over time.

"Hmm," her lips pursed in thought, "so," her eyes studied me up and down, "you want her to be a black-owned slut... Like me?Is that it?"

"I..." I briefly felt dizzy and then the warm wetness of my caged penis leaking a spurt of precum."I think I do... Really badly... But, at the same time, I'm terrified it might ruin our marriage." What was truly worse? My secret addiction or my wife's new obsession?

"I can do my part to help push her along if you want, but I think she's well on her way," she whispered in my ear and then stood back. "But don't forget, Leah loves you, Jim." Sarah frowned, "she would never completely leave you, trust me, she would be crazy to. Look, I'm not a..." She lowered her voice to a whisper, "cuckold, "then continued, "but I get it. I think it's hot but I know your desires can be complicated and even contradictory. Just don't lose yourself in them, okay?"

"Sure... Yeah," I tried to smile.

"Like, I told you before, my friend had this kinda arrangement with her boyfriend," she bit her lip and looked around mischievously, "and it kinda like, made me fantasize about it!" She giggled, "I went on an internet search binge reading all about it after that. It's more common than you'd think."

We both went silent for a moment as a bar employee briskly walked past us and through a backroom door. Sarah started fidgeting with her ponytail again.

"If it ever gets too hard you know you can talk to me anytime about it, right?" she peered up at me shyly. "Just between you and me, I won't tell Leah."

"Thanks," I said, "It's just... It's embarrassing!" I shook my head and smiled. "I'm so fucked up, Sarah."

"We're both fucked up, so let's be fucked up together!" She said, her smile beaming.

Anna trotted up to us smiling.

"Hey, guys!" she called, "did you want some food? We're taking orders!"

We all scarfed down some pizza to absorb all the alcohol in our systems and then went our separate ways. Xander dropped Anna off at her place and then me back to my car. On the way home I couldn't stop thinking about me and Sarah's conversation, and how terrified I'd be for someone like Anna to ever hear a word of it.

As soon as I walked into my lonely, dark home I checked my phone. I had 1 unread text from Sarah.

Sweet dreams, cuckboy. Let me know how it goes!


I awoke to the Sunday afternoon sun shining on my face through the bedroom window. I was lying naked in my bed, having kicked all the sheets and covers onto the floor in my sleep. My body felt as heavy as lead trying to get up; it took a few minutes for me not to fall back asleep, but I had to get up.

I sat down on the toilet and aimed my caged penis down so that I could empty my bladder.

"Fuck me..." I groaned.

I rubbed at the soreness in my shoulder, trying to recall what I had done to it last night. My memory was fuzzy after taking those shots with Xander and the girls.

After I cleaned up and got dressed I checked my phone and was surprised to find 4 unread text messages from Leah. As I quickly swiped through them to read, my heart rate increased and that uneasy feeling in my chest returned.

Omg! I'm so sorry! My phone died.

Didn't realize it was dead, didn't kno you had texted me back, oof!

Ty didn't hav a charger that fit my phone, so he bought me 1

Taking me to lunch, bback home after. Luv u!

"Thank God..." I sighed while staring up at the ceiling. I noticed she had typed in his name: Ty. I wondered if she did it on accident or was she sort of teasing me? Either way, it was a relief to know that she was okay. Even though it tickled my inner masochist, I was still a tiny bit irritated by the whole thing. I tapped out a quick reply, telling her I'd be home and waiting for her.

For the next several hours I paced around the house, trying to find things to keep me busy, but of course, nothing worked. I wondered if she was telling the truth about the charger. Why couldn't she have just used Kivon or Ty's phone anyway? Most of all I wondered what kind of debauchery my young wife had gotten herself into all weekend.

I might never know, at least for a while, because of the rules I imposed on myself about being kept in the dark. My mind showed me flashes of Leah in the middle of a gang bang, being relentlessly fucked by half a dozen buff black men with long wet cocks. My wife being slammed hard from behind by this Ty guy with her phone on the floor buzzing with my ignored texts. These thoughts left me emotionally exhausted and my dick straining in its cage, desperate to be erect.

Then my brain showed me a brief slideshow of last night, of me drunkenly taking a shower downstairs and then...

I rubbed my eyes and fell onto the couch with a grunt. My shoulder still throbbed, but the pain in my heart overshadowed it. I tried to relax and just wait for my wife, so I moved to pick up the television remote when I felt something poking me in the butt. I turned to see what it was only to discover my old wooden baseball bat. I picked it up and examined it in my hands. That's when I remembered that pale, twisted face. The trembling silhouette behind the shower curtains, me holding the door with sweaty palms.

My eyes glared up at the guest bathroom door.

"F-for fuck sake, get a grip, Jim," I told myself out loud.

It was just a dream. Another nightmare. Too much stress is all. Just one more week and it's all gravy from here I told myself. I hesitated another long moment and then decided I'd go inspect the guest bathroom but was interrupted by the sound of the front door opening.

Leah kicked the door closed behind her, and then carefully sat down several large plastic bags she was carrying. I didn't recognize her outfit, it must have been new. She was dressed in a white plaid crop top, short shorts, a denim cropped jacket, and white sneakers. Her eyes were obscured by round sunglasses which were also new. Her beautiful milky skin had been kissed with a light tan as well.

My heart burst with love at seeing my gorgeous young wife again, seeing her standing there made me realize I had missed her even more than I thought. The aura about her seemed so different; us being apart, and her with those other men had already made a noticeable change. It frightened me and aroused me at the same time seeing how her black lovers were changing her in more ways than one.

"Hey, sweetie!" She beamed her beautiful white smile and trotted up to me. Her voice sounded slightly raspy.

"Hey, baby."

When we embraced I hugged her to me as tight as I could without hurting her. She smelled like strawberries and sunshine. She took off her sunglasses and kissed me passionately, her little hands running up through my hair. Leah's lovely, puffy lips and tongue tasted magical on mine. I could taste a hint of the mint gum she must have been chewing on the way home. We made out like newlyweds, I just wanted to hold her and love her. Time seemed to melt for me, it was the longest I'd been away from my wife since we had been married two short years ago.

Leah finally broke our soul kiss and looked up at me with her sparkly blue eyes. I wondered what was going on behind them at this moment. What was she really thinking? She leaned into my chest, her arms hung lazily around my neck, her sunglasses dangling between two fingers.

"Miss me?" she giggled, "I had so much fun, baby. I got to-" she cleared her throat and covered her mouth in mock shock, "Oh wait! It's none of your business, is it?"

I felt a pang of insecurity in my heart but a tingling in my loins. My cheeks burned with humiliation, but I hugged her back to me.

"Yeah, yeah okay but... Maybe you could tell me a little?" I asked softly.

Leah spun around and walked towards the stairs, her little ass swaying hypnotically.

"Nope, now get my bags for me," she quickly motioned with her hand.

I felt my cage constricting me as I went to pick up her bags as if I were her servant. A quick examination revealed more new clothes and makeup. Leah answered me as if she could read my mind.

"Ty took me shopping. He's rich as fuck, and let me get whatever I wanted," she said casually as she climbed the stairs to our bedroom.

"Ty? Kivon's friend?" I asked as I followed her up to the bedroom.

"Mhm," she motioned for me to place the bags on the floor next to the vanity, "God he's hot, Jim. I like, fucking melted when I first saw him."

Leah sat her purse down and took a seat on the edge of the bed, crossing her legs expectantly. I put the bags down with care and then walked up to her. I think I was trembling a little, but I was too focused on her to tell. She watched me through heavy eyelids, her lips slightly parted.

She coughed and then cleared her throat again, "Jesus, Ty," she giggled, "if only I knew 'lunch' was getting my throat destroyed."

My penis lurched in its prison and I felt butterflies in my stomach. She had to get one last taste of black cock before she would come home to me.

"He must be-"

"Big," she finished my question for me, "Ty's got the thickest cock I've ever seen, sweetie."

I stared down at my beautiful wife as she nonchalantly dropped all these devilish bombs. There was no telling what all she had gotten up to this weekend, and I'd probably never know. As frustrating as it all was, it gave me an incredible dark thrill that took my breath away.

Leah gently ran her fingertips up my stomach over my shirt and held them there. I noticed she wasn't wearing her wedding ring, and that made me sad.

"My sweet, darling hubby," she cooed, "I thought about you, ya know."

"You did?"

"Mhm," she nodded and trailed a finger down until it settled on the bump of my cage, her gaze still fixed on mine. "It's hard to put it into words, Jim. How hot it made me..." she exhaled deeply before running her hands down her own shirt and gently squeezing her little breasts.

"W-what, baby?" I asked in a whisper.

"What really made me hot, sweetie... It-it was knowing that you were here, all alone, locked in your little cage, while I was getting fucked really hard by my black lover, in his bed, all weekend..." She hugged herself and closed her eyes, her face was lost in a sick pleasure, "you suffering for me while I'm feeling so much pleasure... You're little white penis getting absolutely nothing..."

Her confession made me feel so light-headed I almost collapsed. I had this tingling free-fall feeling from her doing this to me. It could only be described as my cuckold yearnings burning within me like a hot fire that couldn't be contained any longer. All I wanted to do was worship my goddess of a wife, and suffer for her pleasure.

"It's all I could think about, baby. I laid in bed thinking about you with him," I clutched at my cock cage over my pants, trying to get any kind of sensation there, "all night... I missed you so much, baby, but I was so happy you were getting properly fucked by a real man... A black man..."

Leah leaned back on her hands and licked her lips, "I'm not supposed to be telling you any of this, but I'm so sore, sweetie. You have no idea what they put me through. My throat isn't the only sore hole."

"How many times did you-"

"Lost count." Leah sat up straight and glanced down at my crotch, "I think you earned a release, don't you? Do you want to cum, sweetie?"

I started desperately pulling at my crotch again, "Please, baby. I need to cum so fucking bad!"

"You still have one more week though," she said, a mock pout on her lips.

"B-but baby, I need to cum!" I pulled off my shirt and started to take off my pants, my hands trembling almost too much to hold my zipper.

She folded her arms and smirked up at me, "fine, cucky. Just this once, but then it's back to platonic friends until next weekend. Understood?"

"Understood," I croaked as I finished taking my pants off. My penis twitched, red and angry inside its plastic prison.

"What exactly did you do while I was gone, sweetie?" she ran a hand up and down her thigh seductively. "Did you watch your interracial porn while you thought of me?"

"Yes..." I stood before her naked, save for my cock cage. "Well, I watched your videos..."

"Of me and Kivon? That's so hot, Jim. It's the perfect entertainment for a cuckold husband while his hotwife is with her bull," she cocked her head to the side and smiled. "I can just picture it, cucky. You laying there watching that video, squirming for release and unable to jerk off while I'm somewhere else, getting stretched by a big black cock. I wish you could have seen how good he fucked me, but I think it's even better that you couldn't, don't you? It was just me and him, and it was so romantic."

I shivered at her admission. My addiction had truly created a beautiful monster. She leaned close to me with a devilish grin on her face.

"Oh my God, Jim, you're leaking!" We both looked down at my penis leaking a steady amount of precum onto the floor. She looked back up at me and got serious again, "I love it when you leak for me."

"This is all so intense, Leah. You turn me on so much." I felt like I was going to explode I was so turned on. "I love how..."

She looked up at me with excited eyes, "Yes, sweetie? Tell me. How what?"

"I love how hard you cuck me, I love being your cuckold..." I barely managed to confess.

"And I love cuckolding you," she said while grinding her thighs together, "especially with black men. It's the best sex I've ever had."

"I'm so glad, baby."

Leah smiled at me and then reached down to her purse and rummaged through it until she produced that small, familiar key.

"Here," she said and then handed me the key, "take it off."

I fumbled with the key trying to get the plastic contraption off as quickly as possible. My penis felt slightly chaffed but I didn't care, the cool air felt great. My penis quickly grew to a full, meaty erection. It was angry and pink, and desperate for release. Leah stared at my twitching, leaking erection and giggled.

"Awww, your poor little white penis needs some attention, huh?" she looked up at me and recrossed her legs, "So how can a hotwife please her cuck's itty bitty penis? Tell me what you want and I'll do it, sweetie."

My penis was actually around five and a half inches, but compared to her black lovers it might as well have been a one-inch baby dick. Despite wanting to fuck my wife, my masochistic cuckold desires were inflamed to a boiling point, and they formed my answer for me.

"I'd really love a hand job," I meekly responded.

Leah tilted her head and raised her brows in question, "Are you sure that's what you want?"

"Yes, baby. Still, one week to go and I... I think until then, your mouth and pussy should stay black cock only."

Leah studied me, considering it for a moment. She then stood up and walked over to the nightstand, and fished something out of the drawer. She returned to the bed with a bottle of lube and a wad of tissues.

"Here," she handed them to me, "get down on your knees."

I did as she commanded, staring up at her as if she were my queen of the universe. She glanced down at me with lusty eyes and then lifted her bottom to remove her shorts. It was a sexy surprise to discover she wasn't wearing any panties the whole time, her shaved pussy finally revealed to me after being denied to even see it for a whole week. I think my mouth watered a bit at the sight.

Leah used to have the perfect-looking vagina, but now it had a new look. It was red and slightly open, her labia battered and wet. Her pussy looked absolutely ravaged. I would have given anything to taste it right now. I could smell the heady musk of sweaty sex and arousal drift from her dewy folds.

"Do you like seeing that, cuckold?" She whispered, "can you see what that big, black dick did to my puss?"

I nodded my head but was unable to speak.

"He stretched me out, didn't he? Or was it they?" She said softer now, "either way, they ruined my pussy for you. It will never, ever, feel the same on your little white penis ever again."

I groaned and reached for her but she swiped my hand away.

"I want you to masturbate yourself like a little boy while you stare at the pussy you can't fuck anymore," she said, breathing heavier now. "When you cum I want you to ejaculate into the tissue."

I understood and nodded, my head buzzed with intense arousal, "your black boyfriend cums in your pussy, I cum in the tissues."

She spread her thighs wider, giving me a better view. "And then you will flush it down the toilet. Sweetie, you are a cuckold, and that's where cuckolds cum belongs."

I gripped my aching penis with my lube-covered hand and started to jack off. It felt amazing to finally be able to feel pleasure there.

"Look at my pussy, cuckold. You used to get to fuck this pussy, but not anymore. Only black men fuck this pussy now. All you get to do is look at it while you jack off." She started to finger her pussy.

"Y-yes, baby," I moaned, "they fucked you so hard, didn't they?"

Leah spread her abused labia apart with her fingers, showing me the red chasm inside.

"Oh Gawd, cucky, look what they did to your wife," she bit her lip and started gently gyrating her hips toward me as she held herself open, "I was such a slut for them, they fucked me so hard and good I was crying my eyes out."

"They?"

"Mhm... Kivon and Ty, duh," she groaned and then began rubbing her clit in tight circles.

"Oh my god... Ty fucked your pussy?" I moaned. I was delirious with masochistic desire. The thought of both black men taking turns fucking my wife all weekend sent me over the edge. I could only imagine how fat this Ty's dick must be to do this to her pussy.

"He did. I want to be his slut," she said longingly.

"It looks amazing, baby. I love how they stretched you..." I was jerking off faster now. I wanted her to be his slut so bad. My dick felt amazing as I jerked it from root to tip.

"Just imagine it, cuckold," she frigged her clit faster, "think about them fucking me, think of big black cock stretching my little white pussy, think of them cumming deep inside me..."

My hand was a blur over my penis. I could feel my cum leaving my balls and entering my shaft. I'd blow at any second.

Leah rolled a little on her back and spread her ass cheeks, revealing her winking, pink asshole.

"Ty wants to be the first to fuck my ass!" she sighed, "Oh, cucky, I want it to be him. I can't wait until he fucks my asshole!"

"Oh g-god!" I cried as I came hard into my tissues. My balls retracted and I came again and again, drenching the tissues so completely that I had cum dripping into the floor and onto my knees below. My vision went static for a moment and my whole body shuddered and twitched. My orgasm was the most intense I'd had in a while.

After I came down from my intense orgasm, I climbed to my feet and walked to the adjoining bathroom. I opened the lid and dropped my cum sodden tissues into the water below and flushed my used seed away forever.

When I returned to my wife she was watching me with a mischievous grin. She raised a hand and twirled her fingers.

"Oh no, cucky, where ever could my ring be?" she suddenly covered her lips in mock surprise again, "Oh no! I remember now! I kept it safe, just for you."

I watched as she then leaned down and pulled out another item from the depths of her purse. She dangled the strange, floppy thing in front of me by her forefinger and thumb. I moved in front of her to examine it.

"What's tha-" I gasped when my brain finally registered what it actually was. It was a used condom that had been tied off at the top, and inside was the milky seed of one of her lovers. What caught my eye the most was my wife's missing wedding ring free-floating within. My erection grew hard again and twitched with need.

"Go on..." my wife said softly, "Go jack in the toilet and then clean my ring for me, kay?"

"Okay..." I said in almost a whisper, and then I went and did just that.

Afterward I cleaned my wife's ring and myself up and put my cock cage back on. Leah took a devilish thrill at locking me back up and then burying the key into the depths of her purse. It was going to be another long week of grueling denial before I could get out of that thing and have sex with my wife again. I was both dreading and aroused by it. Despite all of that, it made me feel good to see Leah put her wedding ring back on.

Thankfully, the comedown wasn't as bad as I was expecting. Sure, I felt anxious and a bit down but my wife was there with me and that made all the difference. It was usually a mix of regret, depression, and anxiety. A "what the fuck have you done, you idiot?" kind of feeling, but it was going away faster and faster these days as I traveled deeper into this lifestyle. The anxiety and pain were what made it so arousing and intense, but it sometimes could get to what I'd call "bad hurt".

I couldn't help but be impressed with all the kinky ideas my wife was coming up with. All her research online, reading my favorite erotic stories, and talking with Sarah had transformed her into the kinky cuckoldress of my dreams. She was almost getting too good at it, almost scary good. Sometimes I couldn't tell if she was playing a part or being completely serious anymore. I couldn't decide which turned me on more.

We had cuddled on the sofa, and I was rubbing her feet.

"So... Is it everything you fantasized about so far?" Leah had asked.

"Yeah, it's been really hot... Intense is a good word," I had replied.

I think my wife needed reassurance that she wasn't taking it too far or actually hurting me. I suspected she might have been feeling guilty and I didn't want her to feel that way, I wanted her to let loose, and really go all in. It was still hard to express my cuckold desires, even if she seemed to understand them to a degree. I guessed it must be a fine line between fantasy and disaster. All I knew was I had a deep need within me to keep going further. I wanted her to be a black-owned slut.

"Sometimes you don't look happy though like I might have overdid it. Like, maybe I'm being too mean. I love you, you know that right?" she had said, and then sat closer to me.

"I love you too, sweetheart," I kissed her hair, "but I don't think I'm supposed to be entirely happy... I'm a masochist."

I felt her cuddle into me more, "I just get lost in the fantasy sometimes. Intense really is the word. I just feel guilty sometimes, that I'm having all the fun..."

"But you're not. It's fun for me, just in a different way."

She squeezed my hand, "Just promise me you will tell me if it's ever too much, kay?"

"I promise."

"I feel like such a bitch about the phone, sweetie. I didn't know you were trying to reach me that whole time. Things were just a whirlwind with Ty and... I'm really sorry."

I hugged her to me, and she rested her head on my shoulder. "It's okay, I was just worried about you. I'm glad you had fun though. I really am. It was frustrating but really hot. Did you plan on spending the weekend beforehand?"

"Yes, I wanted to surprise you, ya know... Did I fuck up?" Her voice had a worried tone.

"No, baby. Like I said, intense..."

"Your masochism."

"Yeah, it just gets me hotter than anything."

"It really does, doesn't it, sweetie?"

"God yes... I love it when you take control and just do what you want. Actually, to be more specific, I really love when you do what he wants."

"Do you remember when I said it's like, you're a bottom to me, and I'm a bottom to black men? I really get off on being dominated. God, being dominated by a strong, sexy, black man who just tells me what to do is what I live for now. I'd never been with a man like that, and it's like he opened something up inside me that was always there. Ty just has a way with me... He just takes what he wants and I can't help but obey."

"Really?" I felt my heartbeat increase. I couldn't help but find what she said sexy as hell, her being dominated and owned by an alpha black guy is exactly what I wanted.

"Oh yeah, but that's not all," she giggled a little, "I love this new power I feel, Jim. It's kind of liberating to be in control of you in that way. It's becoming clearer, like, crystallizing to me. The simultaneous feelings of tenderness and, it has to be said; a kind of loving cruelty. It gives me this deep tingle, especially when I'm doing it in front of you."

She was looking into my eyes, they were electric. "One of the thoughts that push me over the brink; it's what it looks like from the outside, outside means you, Jim. I love you for that, letting me be cruel to you like this. The crazy and lovely contradictory feelings of it all."

My heart was thudding in my chest, "it's where I belong, watching you."

"It feels like the right thing, the good, correct and proper thing," she sighed, "to experience your 'unmanning' through your reactions, your eyes... Not just your cage. It's like, to have that as part of my pleasure in what I'm doing, and have you know it."

"Wow..." I was so turned on at her confession, "It really is the correct and proper thing. The way it was meant to be. I love watching you, baby. Especially with black men."

She lightly kissed me on the cheek and whispered into my ear, "I'm absolutely addicted to black cock..."

I made sure to spend as much time with my wife that night as I could. We talked some more, drank some wine and watched television together. She wouldn't reveal anything else about what she did this weekend other than explaining Ty was short for Tyrese. He was apparently Kivon's wealthy best friend who was going in 50-50 with the club stuff. From what I could gather, Leah was really into him in a big way. Part of me found it amusing that Kivon might be getting cucked too."

That final week of work was grueling. I didn't get much sleep over the weekend, so the intense overtime and late nights were difficult. Leah was ironically taking fewer hours on a part-time work schedule. She spent more time at the gym and with Kivon or Ty than she did anywhere else.

Tuesday at work Sarah texted me, asking for updates. I told her what had happened, and about this Tyrese guy.

Ting Ting! She responded again;

That's hot! She def got it bad for him

Kivon was hot but didn't dom her like she likes.

I texted her back;

It turns me on like fucking crazy how horny she is for him

Ting Ting! She responded back quickly;

This is making me wet lol! Keep me posted!

On Wednesday I had to drive back home from work on my lunch break because I had forgotten a thumb drive I needed. I noticed my wife's car was sitting in the driveway so I quietly slipped through the front door. I'm not sure why I did, maybe subconsciously I wanted to catch her doing something naughty. Maybe I'd get lucky?

After retrieving the thumb drive from the office I crept up the stairs as quietly as I could, careful not to make any creaks. I could hear the low sound of a woman moaning and a man grunting emanating from our bedroom. Was my wife fucking someone in our bed? My heart started thundering in my chest.

The door was cracked open so I flattened my body against the wall and peeked inside. What I saw was not was I was expecting.

My wife was completely naked, and on her elbows and knees on the bed, her tight ass high in the air. She was facing away from me so I could see that it was interracial porn playing on the laptop in front of her. My cock strained in my cage and my body stiffened in shock as I saw what she was doing to herself.

Leah was masturbating her asshole with a large, black sex toy. It looked like it might be a girthy buttplug. I stared in awe as her tiny butt ring was stretched open into a tight seal around the object. I could just make out that her mouth was hanging open in pure lust.

I watched as she'd hold it in for a few moments before slowly pulling it back out almost entirely, causing her to give off a low moan. Then, after another short moment, she would push it slowly back inside causing lube and her wetness to drip onto the bedsheets. I couldn't stop staring at her anus as it shrank and expanded from the hard plastic.

The porno playing was one I recognized. A built black man was butt fucking a petite brunette that looked a lot like my wife. She was taking it slow and hard from behind on knees and elbows, just like how Leah was positioned now. She was imagining being in her place.

"Oh... Oh yes-yes," I heard her moaning at the screen, "fuck my ass, Ty... Own my ass..."

I felt like I was going to explode with how hot the whole thing was. My wife was preparing her ass for someone else, a black man. I had to get back to work or I'd go insane. I slipped away, clutching my groin, all I could feel was agony as it struggled vainly to become erect.

Friday finally came and I felt a great weight leave my shoulders. The overtime had been grueling but worth it. I texted Leah throughout the day but couldn't get a response. Was she just not looking at her phone or was she ignoring me? I felt my anxiety tickling my insides but I forced myself to snap out of it. After the whole phone thing last week, I didn't think she would do that, would she? No, no I didn't think so. I hopped in my car and drove home as fast as I could.

As I was driving down the highway I got stuck in a traffic jam. Vehicles were lined up into the distance before me in a wavy heat haze of frustration. It was finally time to take my cage off and fuck my wife and I was stuck in this nightmare traffic.

I cursed and slammed the back of my head back onto the headrest of my seat. I checked my phone and saw that there was a wreck or something up ahead. The sun slowly went down as I inched along the long highway. It was one of those highways where you couldn't turn around or get off, you were just trapped on your path, with nowhere else to go but forward.

The sun had fully gone down and the only light was from the cars lights around me. I could see the blue and red flashing lights of the emergency services or police or whatever far ahead. I was getting closer but still so far away.

I yawned and turned to look behind me and see how backed up it was but was startled to see a dark figure scrunched up in the corner of the back seat. Before I could get a good look at it, it moved behind the back seats and into the trunk space. The way it moved was almost like it were a plastic bag being yanked by a piece of rope.

"What the fuck!" I screamed.

I felt my heart thudding and goosebumps forming on my skin. I turned back around and tried to focus on the task at hand. I couldn't let my mind get to me again. The whole way home it felt like someone's eyes were boring holes into the back of my head but I just ignored it.

I eventually got home but it was later than I wanted. As I was pulling into the driveway I noticed a black guy I didn't recognize walking from my house towards a parked silver Porsche by the curb. After I got out of the car, he turned and walked towards me, giving me a friendly wave and smile. I felt myself immediately feel on guard. In normal circumstances, a strange man coming out of my house in the middle of the night and approaching me could be frightening, but I and Leah's lives were anything but normal.

"Hi, I'm Ty," he offered his hand for me to shake, "I'm glad I caught you. It's Jim, right?"

I shook his hand, it was a strong but gentlemanly grip. He was a little shorter than Kivon, and about the same height as me. He had a handsome, clean-shaven face and chiseled jaw with a slightly lighter shade of skin than Kivon's. His hair was a little wild at the top that faded to really short down the sides, and he wore an expensive-looking blazer with designer pants. I could tell he was well built by the way his clothes hugged him, accentuating his body. I guess I could understand Leah's instant crush on him; he was attractive, well dressed, and carried a swagger about him.

"Hi, yeah, that's me. Nice to meet you."

"Likewise," he said and then let go of my hand, "It's been fantastic to get to know your wife, she is a special woman. I can't thank you enough for letting us spend time together. We had lots of fun," he maintained his charming smile, "you should of tagged along, man. You are always welcome to hang out with us."

"Thanks... Yeah, I dunno. I was just tired from work I guess," I lied.

"Yeah, sure man. She explained to me you and hers arrangement or whatever, it's pretty great if you ask me," he chuckled and lightly slapped my shoulder, "we just like to have fun, you know? I have been with swingers before."

I nervously glanced around the empty neighborhood street and then shushed him, "Sh! Keep that on the down-low, will ya?"

He shook his head and chuckled, "Oh, sorry, haha. I meant... Couples who like to party." He leaned in close and held onto my shoulder, "speaking of parties, me and Kivon's club gonna have our grand opening in a few weeks. I just wanted you to know that you and Leah got free VIP access forever. You are welcome anytime, my man. Drinks on me."

"That's cool, I appreciate it," I was starting to let my guard down, this guy seemed alright, or at least he was trying to be nice. Of course, he could just want Leah to spend all her time at his new club so he could fuck her none-stop. I was more than alright with that too.

"Here, let's trade numbers," he handed me his smartphone.

I fumbled around and passed him mine. I supposed he was making a good impression so far, he didn't steal my parking place and he's already offering me his number to stay in touch. Kivon didn't do either of those things. The guy was rich, just as Leah had said, so why would he be interested in a married girl so much?

"Is that why you like Leah?"

"What's that?" he asked as he tucked his phone inside his pocket.

"Like married women or something?"

He ran his hand through his hair and silently chuckled, "Man, I guess. I'm not really looking for a wife or anything right now, just someone to have fun with, and damn... She got it going on, what can I say. You're a lucky man."

"Damn straight," I smiled, proud to have such a beautiful wife that other men wanted, even rich guys like this.

"She gives us both what we need, right?" He looked seriously at me, "and I can give her what she needs. We all happy, right?"

"Yeah, just don't hurt her or try any bullshit. I wouldn't of let Kivon near her if I knew he had been into d**gs and shit."

"I understand that," he nodded, "I'm glad he finally quit that shit, it's part of why I agreed to help with the club business. I wanted to get him straight, you know? He's a good guy."

"Sure, yeah," I folded my arms, "I just want us to communicate, between you and me, so I know what's going on, so that I know she's safe."

He smiled and nodded, "Wouldn't want it any other way, Jim. Maybe you can give me tips on what to do for her, yeah? We can help each other out. You get what you want, I get what I want..."

"Right, yeah. She didn't tell me much about you other than you were Kivon's friend and going in with him on the new club."

"I'm an open book," he laughed, "I just got a new place here, up on Lakeside, you know? Nice place, I'll text you the address, and you can drop by anytime. Got a pool and everything. I used to live here when I was younger, me, Kivon and his brother. Shame what happened to his bro, man."

"Yeah, he told me about it. So yeah, maybe we can drop by sometime. I'm guessing that's where Leah was staying?"

Ty gave a wide grin, "You know it. She gave me some decorating tips."

I felt a pang of arousal at the thought of my wife staying in this guy's fancy new home, and helping him decorate. I felt a bead of sweat dripping down the side of my face, I needed to fuck my wife so bad.

"Both of you going to make it to the grand opening of Antwan's, right?" he pointed at me with a hopeful look.

"Sure, Leah will probably love it."

He clapped his hands together and chuckled, "excellent, glad to hear it. We gonna have the party of all parties." He fished out his car keys, "I'm gonna head out, but it was good meeting ya, Jim."

I waved him off and then went inside. The house was dark and deafeningly quiet. I wondered if my wife had already gone to sleep, possibly from Ty fucking her into u*********sness. I really wanted to get out of my cage and make love to her, but another part of me was turned on at that thought.

When I entered the bedroom, Leah was laying nude on the bed, lit only by the small lamp on the nightstand.

"Welcome home, sweetie," she said softly.

She sat up and extended her hand to me, revealing the key to my cage. She smiled when I snatched it out of the palm of her hand and started ripping my clothes off. I must have looked absolutely desperate to her as I yanked off my belt and threw off my shoes and everything else. I had my clothes and cock cage off in less than a minute and then I was bouncing onto the bed reaching for my gorgeous wife.

She laid back down and spread her legs revealing her swollen, red pussy.

"I want you to fuck me, sweetie. Fuck me and add your cum to his..." Her blue eyes sparkled, and her lips trembled with arousal.

I was on top of her body and then I was inside her. She felt so loose but warm and incredibly wet. I could see Ty's cum spilling out of her and onto my dick as I fucked her. She gasped, then wrapped her arms and legs around me, and we became one as I fucked her into the bed. I brought my lips to hers and kissed her deeply as I started to ejaculate inside her, mixing my cum with her black lovers.

We fucked like rabbits all Saturday and Sunday. Sometimes she would dirty talk about Ty or the weeks of me in my cage that would just fuel our passion even more. Even though she felt looser it just turned me on more, knowing her black lovers were molding her pussy to their cocks. As nice as it was to reconnect with my wife and sort of reclaim her, I was more turned on by my desire for her to be owned by a black lover, by Tyrese.

"So, is Ty your new boyfriend?" I had asked her in bed after we fucked again.

Leah shyly looked away, and her face flushed red, "I think so... I mean, I still like Kivon, but..."

I ran my hand up to one of her breasts and rubbed at the nipple ring, "Ty is the one though, right? I want you to be his girlfriend, that would be so sexy, baby."

She turned to me, her cheeks still red, "I'm going to fuck him a lot, Jim. Can you handle that?"

"I want you to, I want you to fuck him every day..." I felt my penis grow fully hard again.

She bit her lip and then crawled on top of me and sank her wet pussy down onto my dick. "Tell me again, Jim. Tell me what you want."

My heart was pounding like crazy and I was so turned on I thought I'd pass out. I loved my wife but I wanted to give her to him. Even though we were having sex, just the two of us all weekend together, I still wasn't getting what I truly wanted, what I craved. I was so turned on in that moment that I just needed to tell her what I desired, she needed to know.

"I want you to be his whore..." I said as I gripped her hips and started to fuck into her, "I want you to fuck him whenever-wherever he wants. I want him to fuck your mouth, your pussy, and your ass which you haven't let me do, while I jerk off at home, knowing what he's doing to you."

Leah stared down at me with wide eyes, her mouth open in pure lust, her breath ragged.

"Fuck, Jim, oh-god! Oh, fuck!" She started slamming herself onto me harder, screaming out profanities while she frigged her clit," I want to be his whore, I want to be his whore, I want to be his black cock whore!"

I squeezed her little breasts hard and lifted her up with my final thrust, filling her with my seed in a powerful climax. She was shaking and red-faced, still rubbing at her clit while I continued to empty my balls into her.

Later me and Ty had texted back and forth a few times, and I invited him to come fuck my wife next weekend. I wanted him to fuck her all weekend while I watched or listened. My plan was to not have sex with Leah all week, to get her all pent up and ready for Ty on Friday. He would pretend like he was busy, and make sure Kivon didn't come over either, then he would show up on Friday while I'm at work and surprise her.

Everything seemed to go just as I planned it as the week passed by. Every time Leah would initiate sex, I'd just go down on her instead, and dirty talk to her about how good Ty was gonna fuck her. It felt nice not having the cock cage on for a while, and Leah agreed, saying that she loved watching me jerk off to her.

I didn't catch her anally masturbating again, but I suspected she was still doing it because I found her collection of buttplugs hidden in a basket next to the shower. I decided not to ask her about it, I found it fucking hot that she was secretly preparing her ass for Ty. I wanted to fuck her ass so badly, but the idea of her giving her anal virginity to a black guy like Ty first was sexy as fuck.

On Friday I got home from work, thankfully traffic jam-free this time, and saw Ty's Porsche sitting by the curb again, giving me a tingly chill. I wondered how many times Ty had already fucked her, I hoped a lot. As I marched up the stairs I tried to listen out for anything but it was dead quiet. The bedroom door was ajar slightly so I peaked inside. What I saw shocked me to the core, and made my dick grow fully hard.

"That's it, slut. Get at it. You love it, don't you..." Ty groaned as he lay on my bed, face down.

Leah spread Ty's black butt cheeks apart with her small white hands and buried her face deep into his ass, licking it for all she was worth. I could hear the licking and slurping sounds as she ate his asshole out.

"Awww, yeah, get it..." he sighed.

He then turned over on his back and held his legs up to give her better access. Leah rested her hands over his upturned ass as she stared at what he offered her. Her face turned to beat red and then she bent down and kissed his dark anus. Her kisses turned to smooches and then she was tongue fucking him, fast and deep. I grabbed at my throbbing penis over my pants, buckling over as I watched.

I heard my wife make a small trembling gasp and then went back to sucking and tonguing his asshole again like she was possessed. My Leah with her pretty white face buried in a black man's ass! Oh my God. I felt precum erupt from my hard, bouncing dick. The room started to spin as I gripped the doorway. I couldn't move, breathe, or do anything but look ahead.

Leah gripped Ty's fat cock and tried stroking it while she tongue punched his ass. He grunted and then gripped her head and shoved her deeper into his ass, smothering her face. It looked like she couldn't get enough of this depraved act. I could hear her moaning into his ass as she kept pushing her whole face in and out the best she could. It was like she was trying to shove her tongue deeper but couldn't quite get it as deep as she wanted to.

Before I knew it, Leah let out a huge gasp of air as Ty pulled her face off his firm ass. She gasped for breath for a moment and then burst into giggles.

"Oh my Gawd!" she huffed, "oh wow!" she huffed and breathed some more, "I can't believe I just did that! That was like, so dirty and hot!" She looked up panting at her black lover with her eyes bright with wonder, ready for whatever he wanted next. Leah then glanced over at me and then back at Ty, covering her mouth with her hand as she giggled and blushed. "Sorry. I'm so embarrassed," she wiped her mouth and giggled again.

Ty looked up at me and nodded, and then looked over at Leah. "Don't be, baby," he started to stroke his growing cock, "That was hot as hell, girl."

Knowing that Leah had never done butt stuff with me made me jealous, but I found it deeply arousing that she was doing it with Ty instead. I stared at his huge black cock in her hand. It was maybe an inch shorter in length than Kivon's but was noticeably thicker and veiny looking. Leah's fingers couldn't touch from holding it.

"Ty, baby," Leah said breathlessly, seeming shy, "I think I'm ready. I want it to be you. I want you to be the first to fuck my ass."

I felt my heart fall into my stomach. It was really happening this time, my wife was going to do it. Ty would be the first to fuck her there. I remembered how she used to tease me about it before. "I can't wait for Kivon to fuck my ass, cuckold. He will fuck my ass, not you," she had said, or "I only want black cock in my ass." Now it seemed Ty had not only beaten me to her ass but Kivon as well. It all drove me insane with cuckold lust.

Ty whispered something into her ear. Leah blushed and nodded to him.

"Go slow, kay?" she said nervously.

I watched as my beautiful wife crawled further up the bed on all fours and perked her cute butt up into the air. Her back arched, on knees and elbows, ready to be fucked. I could see her pussy was absolutely soaked and dripping. She turned her head back to watch Ty move in behind her, his massive cock swaying. Her brows were raised in worry, but her mouth hung open in pure lust. He was going to fuck her ass, something I never got to do. Something I was forbidden to do. I spit on my hand and pulled my hard penis out and started to slowly masturbate.

Ty rubbed the head of his cock in slow circles around Leah's wet pussy, paying extra attention to the nub of her clit. She moaned in anticipation of what was to come. He picked up the bottle of lube and applied a generous amount onto his rock-hard black cock. His large hands gripped her petite ass cheeks and then slowly spread them apart. Me and Leah both watched as he knelt down examining her ass.

"That's a sweet ass," he said and then pressed his lips onto her asshole.

Leah's eyes widened as he started to lick and tongue her anus, causing her to moan deeply, "oh Go-d, oh Go-d, Ty! Mmmm that feels good, baby."

I saw the white of her eyes as they rolled up into her skull in pleasure. Ty continued to eat her ass until he was satisfied. He then sat up and dripped some lube onto his fingers, rubbing them together until he thought they were slick enough. Leah looked forward, glancing at me briefly. I thought I saw a fleeting smirk. At that moment I realized I needed to document this. I stopped masturbating for a moment and fished out my phone and started recording video.

I watched through my camera phone as the black man slowly sank one, and then two thick fingers into her asshole, stretching it open. I had wanted this so bad and now it was finally happening way sooner than I could have ever hoped. I was in complete desperation to watch him fuck her.

Leah winced and bit her lip, "Oh! Oh, baby! easy, oh!"

As his dark fingers began pistoning in and out of her ass, her expression began to gradually change from pain to wanton lust.

"Fuck, I think that feel's good, Yeah... Oh, Ty..." She panted.

"Such a tight ass, you wanted this bad, didn't you, slut?"

He was slowly opening her ass, getting her ready to be fucked. Leah arched her back again and moaned in pleasure to his fingers assault. I started to slowly jerk myself off with my free hand as I stepped closer for a better view. I had to be careful or I'd cum right then and there.

With his fingers still in my wife's virgin ass, Ty suddenly shoved his throbbing cock partway into her dripping pussy. Leah howled in surprise, her body shaking with arousal. He then slowly crammed the rest of his cock inside her, popping it to the root. It was amazing how he could fit that monster inside my little wife.

Sarah's wisdom on how such a thing was done flashed in my mind, how it nestled and squeezed in the right spaces inside her. Her pussy had truly been stretched and molded to her new lover's black cock. I decided I needed to be closer to my wife, so I quickly found my tripod and snapped my phone in place. I glided over to the bed and knelt next to her, but she didn't acknowledge my existence.

I continued to watch in amazement as he pumped his muscle deep in and out of her. She was out of her mind in pleasure, rambling into the mattress.

I leaned in and whispered into her ear, "This is so hot, baby. You look so sexy with your pussy all stretched out around his black cock. It looks like your pussy was made for his cock, like it was a perfect fit."

I heard Leah mumble into the bedsheets, "Mmm, yes... It's perfect...Perfect... My pussy is made for his cock. Made for black cock..."

I kissed her hair and whispered again, "It looks so right that it's him fucking you instead of me."

I heard her softly moan, and begin to tremble that lead to her shaking in orgasm. I held her as she came, moaning out of her mind.

After she calmed down he popped his fingers out of her asshole, and then slapped one of her butt cheeks with a loud smacking sound. Leah grunted and smiled into the bedsheets. Ty slowly withdrew his cock from her pussy and leaned up higher. As he lined it up against her shrinking sphincter, Leah looked back at him nervously.

"I've never done this before, baby, please be careful..."

I moved my arms over her and gently held her ass cheeks, and spread them for Ty.

"It's easy once you learn how, and you're gonna learn." He mashed his plum-sized cock head into her anus, covering it entirely. "I had her fucking her ass by herself for weeks. She gonna get it."

It seemed impossible to me that such a big thing could fit into such a tiny hole. He held it there for a long moment, constantly applying pressure. As he would push against her hole, I could see her asshole opening up just a bit more each time. Ty took hold of her hips and began to press forward really slow and steady, smearing her ass with lube. I could feel her entire body tense up and then the head of his cock popped through the rim of her butt ring, extending it into a tight seal around his cock. I whimpered to myself as I saw the purple cock head disappear inside her.

"Oh fuck! Oh, fuck!" Leah cried as she looked up at me. She was looking straight through me at Ty, as if I wasn't even there, "Oh Tyrese! Oh... I don't know, maybe I can't!"

Smiling, he said, "You can take it. You will take it. You will love it. Make you my lil' white butt slut."

The fact that it was the first cock she'd ever had inside of her ass made me feel dizzy. I was so turned on I took one hand off of her ass and snaked it under her, feeling how wet her pussy was. To my surprise, I felt clumps of cum smeared and dripping along with her wetness. Ty must have just come in her pussy right before I got home.

I started rubbing his cum and her juices against her clit as he just held his cock head inside of her ass. I wanted her to cum while he took her cherry, to make it as erotic a moment as possible for her.

Ty began to push more of his giant cock into her ass. He held his cock still for a few moments and then pushed more inches into her, over and over. In response, Leah began to move her hips slightly back and forth, pressing against both my fingers and his cock. Before I knew it, his cock was buried almost halfway inside her ass.

"No, please... Don't stop, keep pushing it in my ass. Please, Ty. Get your cock all the way in my ass," she said while staring ahead.

Ty once again pulled out the lube and poured more down her ass crack, letting it run onto his cock, then he began to push forward. She groaned but he didn't stop. I rubbed her clit back and forth, causing her juices and cum to constantly leak all over my fingers. Ty just kept pushing deeper into her ass until he was as far as his monster cock was going to go.

"That's it, take it..." He grunted.

Leah's groans slowly turned to moans as Ty stuffed her butt. She was slowly getting used to the feeling. He gradually pulled his cock out a few inches and then drove it back inside, increasing the length a tad each time. I watched as her body would get really tense, and then release in pace with Ty's fucking. I felt my dick bounce when I realized what she was doing. Leah was milking him with her ass.

"Fuck, baby. Your ass is so damn tight," he groaned.

I looked over at Ty and said, "Fuck her ass. I want her to cum with just your cock in her ass."

Ty gripped her ass and started to fuck her faster, sawing in and out of her with almost the full length of his cock.

"Oh Gawd!" she cried, "It's starting to feel good, Daddy, oh-oh!"

Ty picked up the pace again and started butt fucking her harder, burying more length deep inside her. Leah gritted her teeth and shut her eyes, gripping the sheets hard as she took his unrelenting assault. His big black cock bored in and out of her stretched open anus, sending waves of pain and pleasure through her body.

He fucked a little faster, her asshole was a tight ring around his thick black pole. Their bodies were covered in sweat as they fucked, Leah's face was red and strained. Over time she started to moan, even more, her mouth hanging open like a slut in heat. I didn't dare touch my dick anymore, I knew I'd cum instantly so I just kept rubbing at her clit while I held one of her butt cheeks open with my other hand. I was completely blown away at what I was watching.

Ty positioned himself higher over Leah's body kind of like a squat, knocking my hand away, and started to fuck her ass harder. I moved away and knelt closer to her face.

"Oh god!" Leah screamed, 'Yes!" She started to push back into his thrusts, "Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass! Please, Fuck my ass!" She grunted each time her ass slapped against him.

"Take it, slut! What are you? Tell me!" he shouted down at her as he pumped her ass.

"I'm... Oh Gawwwd. Oh!" She tried to speak but was barely hanging on to her sanity, "I'm your slut, Daddy!" She panted, "I'm your black-owned butt slut!" She pushed back hard trying to get more of his cock as deep in her ass as she could, and then she started furiously rubbing her clit.

"Only I fuck this ass, ain't that right?" He pulled his cock completely out of her, leaving Leah's twitching asshole gaping obscenely. She sighed deeply, disappointed with her ass being empty. Her brows scrunched in desperation as she glanced over her shoulder at him.

"Y-yes, Daddy... P-please put it back in..." She whined as she pried her own butt cheeks apart, offering him her gaping ass to fill once more.

"Not even your husband? You won't even let him fuck your asshole?"

"I won't. My ass is yours."

"You promise, Leah?" Ty started rubbing the tip of his cock head around her shrinking butt ring.

"Only you, baby, I swear. I fucking swear to god I won't let anyone fuck my ass but you. Not him, not even Kivon. I promise my ass belongs to you."

"Tell your husband how it is," he commanded, then forced his cock back through her closing sphincter, stretching it back open to its limit. Leah grunted and cried out at the sensation of being filled again. Ty continued his pounding, popping his cock even deeper, making her shudder in surprise.

Her eyes rolled up in her head and her breath was ragged. She regained her sanity for a moment and turned her head to me, catching my gaze, "God, I love his black cock in my asshole... I love that my asshole belongs to him and that you'll never get to fuck it."

My heart was racing at dangerous levels, and I felt like I was going to lose consciousness from the rush of blood from my brain straight down to my hard, throbbing dick. As much as I had wanted to, I'd never gotten to fuck her ass. When I looked at Ty after she said that to me, he had that confident look about him. He knew that she'd never let me. Leah never promised or swore lightly, this couldn't just be dirty talk, and that made me wonder how the hell he'd convinced her... I assumed he was pretty dominant with her when they were alone these past few weeks, and she just loved being told what to do, like she had no say in it. It was like she said, she was his bottom.

I leaned down and whispered to her, "You're so sexy, baby. It's so sexy to see you give him your virginity that way. It's so fucking hot... I love watching him take your ass," and then I asked her, knowing full well what her answer would be and how crazy it would make me, "when he's finished, can I please fuck your ass?"

In between moans, she said, "No. Never."

"Why, baby? I want to fuck your ass, I've always wanted to for so long."

She rubbed her head against her pillow, biting it briefly as Ty picked up his fuck speed behind her. She said, "Because I don't ever break my promises. Not for anybody. He's the only one who gets to fuck my ass."

After her declaration, she began violently shaking and crying into a tearful climax. Ty pressed her lower back down firmly, forcing her to lay still as he fucked her hard, arching her back up higher. Her orgasm was so intense it looked like she might actually die.

I couldn't take it anymore and fisted my hard penis until I came really hard over my hand and onto the floor. I slowly crumpled into the floor near the bed, riding the white-hot orgasm that reverberated through me. I heard Ty grunt as he unloaded deep inside my wife's ass, filling her with his seed. I felt my vision go fuzzy and black, like all the blood draining from my head. It was like I couldn't process what I had just witnessed.

"That's right, baby. Clean that cock," I heard Ty's deep voice say above me.

I looked up in thrilling revulsion to see Leah still bent over on the bed, but this time she was trying to deep throat Ty's slick cock. My filthy slut of a wife sucked and licked his dark cock clean right in front of me, right after it had been inside her ass. Her pink tongue bathed his cock from tip to balls, careful not to miss a drop.

I was so turned on and ready that I could already feel my penis growing into another erection. I quickly crawled up to her upturned butt as my heartbeat through my chest, and gently parted her butt cheeks with my trembling hands. I could smell the sweet stench of ass and cum as I moved my face close to her red, leaking asshole that still gaped wide open from Ty's cock pummeling.

As my wife sucked her lover's cock, I greedily lapped up his cum that freely leaked from her gaping asshole. I licked her cum slicked anus all the way to the cum covering her pussy. I drank from her ass like I was dying of thirst. As I licked and sucked all the mixed-up juices my hand immediately went back to my penis and I was cumming again as I licked up their cum.

After I recovered I went downstairs and got something to drink. I needed something to calm my nerves, I felt like I was going to explode with how hot everything was. It was such a charged scene, seeing my wife give up her anal virginity to her black lover like that.

I hoped she really meant it when she said only Ty could fuck her ass. It thrilled me to no end that she promised him her ass was only for him to fuck, that I couldn't fuck it. I wanted to fuck her ass so bad, and yet it turned me on considerably more that I was forbidden to. It was an infinite turn-on to willingly give up my chance to ever fuck my beautiful wife's sexy, petite, round ass to her black lover.

After I finished my drink, I grabbed a few beers and took them back upstairs for them. When I entered the bedroom they were gone, but I could hear the shower going in the adjoining bathroom. The room was an absolute mess, it looked like they had been fucking in our bed all day, sheets and pillows everywhere. I sat the drinks down on the vanity and bent down to put away my phone. I had totally forgotten it was recording this whole time.

I heard Leah's echoey giggle from the bathroom, so I peaked inside. The walk-in shower's sliding glass door was open and Leah was on her knees in front of Ty as the water sprayed onto his back. She was holding his limp, charcoal-colored horsecock in her hands, the head of his penis aimed at her smiling face. She nodded up at him and opened her mouth wide.

I watched intently, my heart thudding through my ribcage as Ty bathed my pretty wife's face with a strong stream of yellow piss. She shut her eyes closed tight as it splashed from her forehead to her mouth, filling it up quickly. I could hear it splashing as it pooled into her mouth, over her lips, and into the drain below. She then moved one hand to her pussy and rubbed at it desperately while she aimed his spraying hose all over her with her other hand, drenching herself from head to tits and then back into her mouth.

I felt like I was going to pass out from how insanely sexy and dirty the act my wife was doing. It was also because I was holding my breath, and didn't even realize it. I quickly tugged my throbbing erection out and started jerking off like a man possessed.

"Swallow," Ty commanded.

I could hear her moaning now over the sound of the water. She opened her eyes, stared up at him, and made a deep gulp, swallowing a mouth full. A short moment later and she was coughing and sputtering his steaming urine, but she kept fingering herself. Ty dripped what he had left onto her face while Leah's body jerked, and shook on her fingers, cumming hard. And then I was cumming too, blasting rope after rope of my cum onto the bathroom floor.

I remained on my knees, still recovering from my intense orgasm when I noticed Leah standing up and facing the tiled wall. Her small, pale body was quickly obscured by Ty's large, dark frame as he entered her from behind. He was fucking her with strong, deliberate pumps against the wall. I could hear her breath out and gasp each time he long stroked into her, squeezing the air out of her lungs.

I had the urge to give them their privacy and let them fuck without an audience. I carefully closed the door without making a noise and headed back downstairs in a daze, too turned on to think straight. Before I made it to the sofa I could hear the muffled sounds of my wife crying out in pleasure from upstairs as she was fucked by her black boyfriend.

I decided to get another drink, it was probably going to be a long, sexy night.