The moment of truth
My wife was standing in front of me, looking up at me with her big brown eyes. Derrick, our black bull stood nearby impatiently waiting. "Are you going to be ok?", my wife asked me. This was the first time she was going to be with another man other than me. My heart was racing, I could still back out of this and save my manhood. I'll I had to do was say no, we agreed to that beforehand. But saying no was the furthest thing from my mind. I wanted him to fuck her so bad it hurt.
"So, tell me you are ok with this, I need to hear it", she asked. She said it in a very teasingly way, batting her eyes and smiling. "Can Derrick fuck me?". She knew what my answer would be. I guess the moment hit me. I was about to tell my wife she could fuck a black man. I was going to williingly give her pussy to him. My heart was about to explode with excitement mixed with very small feelings of doubt. There is no going back from here once I say yes. My wife will never look at me as a real man after this. I will be a cuckold, beta boy. " So what's it going to be, a go or no go?" toying with me further.
My knees weakened as my manhood slipped away to Derrick. She grabbed both of my hands and smirked. "I, I, I..." I said stuttering. She giggled and smiled and took a quick glance back at Derrick. "I want Derrick", I looked at him quickly and lowered my head as I could not hold his dominant gaze, "I want him to fuck you. I want Derrick to fuck you for me. I want you to have a real man.". "Yes, I knew you would", she whispered.
She pushed her head up and gave my a small kiss on the cheek and started to turn to her new black bull. As she turned she slowly released my hands, sliding away from me. I felt her last fingertip go and I knew then the next time I touched my wife she would no longer be mine. Another man, a stud, will have fucked her and taken her with my permission. That was my last moment of being a man.....and I absolutely knew it was the right thing to do for her. She needed him and who was I to stand between her and Derrick?
"So, tell me you are ok with this, I need to hear it", she asked. She said it in a very teasingly way, batting her eyes and smiling. "Can Derrick fuck me?". She knew what my answer would be. I guess the moment hit me. I was about to tell my wife she could fuck a black man. I was going to williingly give her pussy to him. My heart was about to explode with excitement mixed with very small feelings of doubt. There is no going back from here once I say yes. My wife will never look at me as a real man after this. I will be a cuckold, beta boy. " So what's it going to be, a go or no go?" toying with me further.
My knees weakened as my manhood slipped away to Derrick. She grabbed both of my hands and smirked. "I, I, I..." I said stuttering. She giggled and smiled and took a quick glance back at Derrick. "I want Derrick", I looked at him quickly and lowered my head as I could not hold his dominant gaze, "I want him to fuck you. I want Derrick to fuck you for me. I want you to have a real man.". "Yes, I knew you would", she whispered.
She pushed her head up and gave my a small kiss on the cheek and started to turn to her new black bull. As she turned she slowly released my hands, sliding away from me. I felt her last fingertip go and I knew then the next time I touched my wife she would no longer be mine. Another man, a stud, will have fucked her and taken her with my permission. That was my last moment of being a man.....and I absolutely knew it was the right thing to do for her. She needed him and who was I to stand between her and Derrick?
9 years ago
