After a while, she finally came out of the bedroom wearing her robe. She kissed me deeply, and it again tasted like cum. I asked her how the night went and she said "Wonderfully." She then asked if I would get breakfast ready, she wanted to give Darrell breakfast in bed. I started to ask her about what she had done, but decided to wait and see what happens. After giving her the breakfast, she went in and I heard them eating. A short time later, I heard her start to moan and knew they were fucking again.

After they were done, Jill came out and said we needed to talk. We sat on the couch and Jill then told me "Let me start by saying I love you. You probably heard what happened in there last night and this morning, and I don't have any excuse for it other than I just couldn't help myself. I've never fucked someone with a dick that big, and didn't know I could get such pleasure out of sex. Sex for us has always been fine, but never like that, when I was with Darrell it was like a nonstop orgasm. Since I have felt that pleasure, sex with you will never be the same. I still want to be married to you, but you have to know I still plan on fucking Darrell. You should also know that he came in me several times last night, and their is a good chance I'm pregnant. I plan to keep the baby if I am pregnant. I've also asked Darrell to move in with us, until he gets back on his feet. By the looks of the hallway, I think you enjoyed our show last night too and might want him to stay."

I was shocked, and didn't know what to say. Finally I told her I still wanted to stay married to her, and that if she was pregnant we would work it out. I then started making out with her, and my hand went to her pussy which was soaking wet with cum. Jill said "I'll let you fuck me, but Darrell made some rules". I said what kind of rules. "Since I'm his white bitch now, he wants you to wear a rubber when you fuck me." I asked why, and she said because Darrell wants to make sure he's the father of our child. "You can also only fuck me when Darrell gives you permission or on special occasions like your birthday." So how often does that mean we will have sex Jill? "Well Darrell said it wouldn't be as much as we do now, you only get sex for things you do. Like if you were to give Darrell your new car or help him out with a job or money then you get me." I was soo horny, I said fine and began pulling my pants off.

Jill began stroking my cock and said "If you want to fuck me right now, Darrell wants a new bed and for you to move into the spare bedroom. You can have the stained bed, but Darrell wants me sleeping next to him every night." I just wanted to cum at this point, I would have said yes to anything. I blurted out yes, and she pulled out a rubber and put it on my dick. Usually I would have to get my wife ready for sex, but this time I slid right in. It was warm and sticky and extremely loose. My wife just smiled, and started to giggle. I asked what was wrong, and she just said after Darrell it was hard to really feel me. This sent me over the edge and I was cumming in seconds.

Over the next month, things changed around our house. I moved into the spare room, with the dirty stained bed. Darrell and my wife are now sleeping in the master bedroom with a new bed. My wife had me go get my old car back, and I ended up giving the new one to Darrell for some alone time with my wife one night. My wife pretty much does everything for Darrell now, cooks his food, does his laundry, and cleans up after him. I'm left to fend for myself. And to make matters worse, my wife missed her period and found out she is pregnant with Darrell's baby. Darrell finds that funny, and laughs at me saying "Just think if you had just kept walking it would be your baby in her, but now she's going to have all my kids, all 4 of em and pay for them all." My wife feels sorry for me some nights, and gave me a pair of her used panties to jerk off to. I also have to see their cum stains on my bed everytime when I go to bed, but I've added a few new stains to the bed. At night I can still hear them fucking, sometimes they let me watch or help them but I guess that's my job now.

My wife saw me wondering and immediately broke away. She said sorry and told me she hadn't washed her mouth out yet after swallowing his cum. I had just kissed my own wife with another man's cum in her mouth. Again I should be grossed out, but I found myself rock hard and my wife noticed. Jill said "Oh, I see someone likes the present I bought him" referring to her sexy underwear. I told her there was nothing more I wanted to do than to rip it off and make love to her right in the hallway. She told me there would be plenty of time for that later, first we had to make sure our new friend was ok. She suggested that I go make him some food while she keeps him warm and checks on him.

I went down and made a quick sandwich, then raced upstairs in an effort to get my wife alone. As I approached the room though, I was shocked by what I saw. My wife was in the bed under the covers with the stranger. He was kissing her breasts, which were now out of her bra and his hand looked like it was rubbing her pussy under the blanket. She had a look of pure pleasure on her face, her eyes were closed and it looked like she was humping his hand back.

After watching for a second, I made some noise at the door and walked in. She quickly moved away in the bed, but he kept trying to suck on her breasts right in front of me. She said "Honey, this is Darrel. He's homeless and was thinking of ending his life since everything seems to be going wrong for him." Darrell then said "Yeah, till your dumb ass pulled me out of the water. If I wanted to be saved, I would have just swam ashore."

I asked to speak to my wife for a minute, and we stepped into the hallway. "What was going on in there?" Jill told me to relax, that Darrell had started to come around and told her his name. Then he said he needed to be warmer and had pulled her close. After pulling her up against him, he had begun rubbing her pussy and it just felt sooo good she had forgotten who he was and what he was doing. I then told her that I guess we were stuck sleeping on the couch tonight. She said that one of us should stay the night with Darrell, to make sure he didn't hurt himself. Since I wasn't sure I trusted her in there I suggested myself. Jill then said "Honey you know I have a bad back, I can't sleep on the couch without it really hurting me. I promise nothing will happen, if it gets too bad I'll just jerk him off again. I've all ready done that once so it wouldn't be cheating."

After going back and forth for a while, I finally agreed but reminded her that she was fertile and we were still supposed to have sex tonight. She said it would just have to wait, and we would make up for it tomorrow. Finally before she went back into the room with Darrell, I told her in a joking manner "If things start to get out of hand make sure he has a rubber on. You don't want someone like him getting you pregnant." She said I shouldn't worry so much and we went back into the bedroom.

Darrell saw us, and immediately said "Which one of yall are stuck babysitting me tonight." Jill raised her hand. Darrell then said "Hmm good, guess you're sleeping on the couch tonight old man. Not to worry I'll keep this fine ass wife of yours nice and warm." I told him he should be nicer to the man who saved his life, but he just laughed at me and told me again he never asked to be saved. With that I asked Jill if she wanted me to bring any extra blankets to make a bed on the floor for her, but she said no and just climbed into bed with him. I then went to the couch.

After about an hour, I began to hear noises in the bedroom. Since we never keep our bedroom door closed, I was able to sneak up in the dark and take a look. Darrell was all over Jill, kissing her breasts and rubbing her pussy. She kept saying "No, we can't do this, I'm married." Darrell then said "Look, you all ready had your mouth on my cock once tonight, it don't count if you suck it again. It can't be cheating if you have all ready done it before with your husband watching." I smirked, knowing my Jill would put him in his place by telling him no. Then I was shocked when I heard her say "Fine, but only once and be quick. This time I'm not swallowing your cum either, you can finish in some tissues." Darrell just said whatever. Then my wife of five years began sucking his cock. I watched in surprise, seeing my wife take several inches of his dick in her mouth and then starting to enjoy it. The whole time Darrell was just talking to her "Yeah, been a long time since I've had a white bitch suck my cock. Bet your husband has a smaller cock, nothing like mine. By the time I'm done with you, I'll have a new place to live and a new bitch to make money for me."

I was shocked by what I was seeing and hearing, but my wife just seemed more turned on. She was really going at his cock with a vengeance. Finally he said enough and pulled her up to him. She was panting, and I could tell she was extremely wet. Her panties were clinging to her pussy they were so wet. Darrell continued to rub on her pussy. Finally he began to rub his cock by her pussy. Jill began saying no over and over, but Darrell just told her to relax. Darrell said "We ain't fucking yet, I'm just rubbing on you. Ain't no difference between this and you jerking me off. I'm just rubbing up against you." This seemed to calm Jill down, and she began to go with it. Soon she was in the motion and rubbing her pussy up and down his cock getting close to an orgasm. Then I saw her face, and I knew it was going too far.

She was cumming by just rubbing up against his cock. "Now you got yours bitch, it's time I get mine" Darrell said. Jill was too far gone to stop and she knew it. She just said "If you have to fuck me, please wear a rubber. I'm extremely fertile tonight, even on medication to make me more so." Darrell just laughed and started to push his dick into my wife's pussy. "I don't wear condoms, if you ask nicely maybe I'll pull out. Or I could just stop?" Jill was all ready getting close to orgasm again with him just a few inches inside her. She immediately responded with "Fine, just pull out when you have to cum. I'll swallow your load again. Damn your cock is so big, it's soo thick."

Darrell then began pushing more of his huge cock into her. When he got about seven inches in, I thought he would bottom out. My wife said I was close to bottoming out in her and I'm only about six inches, but Darrell had to have had at least eight inches in her and was pushing the last two inches in without a problem. "Geez, Darrell your dick feels good. I've never had such a big dick, I though only porn stars had dicks this big." Darrell laughed and asked about my dick. "His is ok, its not too small. But it's nothing like yours."

After getting it all the way in, Darrell then began to fuck her hard. Almost immediately she came again, but Darrell just kept going. For about a hour they continued to fuck, with my wife having orgasm after orgasm and telling Darrell how great a fuck he was. I couldn't help myself, my dick was rock hard and I began to masturbate lasting only seconds before I came all over our hallway. Finally Darrell announced he had to cum. "Where do you you want it bitch?" My wife was enjoying it too much to give it up yet, so she just said "I don't care anymore, just cum in my pussy. Knock your bitch up, make this pussy yours for life." With that Darrell just smiled, and came in my wife's pussy. He must have spurted for minutes, because when he finally pulled out cum just gushed out of her pussy all over my side of the bed.

I thought to myself that Darrell must not have cum for years to have that much saved up. Then I thought that Jill must be pregnant, with that much cum and the fertility medicine. I quietly snuck back to the couch and tried to fall asleep. I was woken up two more times that night by the sounds of them fucking.

I was surprised when my boss called me into the office and said one of the regional manager spots had just opened up and he wanted to offer the job to me. It would be a huge pay increase, as well as better hours at home with my wife. After accepting the job, my boss told me to take the rest of the week off to go celebrate. I called Jill as soon as I left the office and let her know the good news. I told her to go buy a new dress, and that we were going to go celebrate tonight. She told me that she had a small surprise for me too. Since I would soon be making a lot more money, I decided it was time to get a new car. I went out, traded in my old Honda and bought a new BMW. When I got home, Jill was shocked to see the fancy new car. I told her since we were making the money now it would be ok. That's when Jill told me her surprise. She had been to the doctor last week and was on fertility medicine. Tonight she would be her most fertile time, so it really was a good time to celebrate. We decided to go out to eat, and then have a romantic walk on the beach.

After dinner we drove a few miles to a nearby beach. Since it was late and cold, we didn't see that many people. As we were walking, I began telling my wife how sexy she was and that I couldn't wait to get those clothes off. That's when we heard a noise from the ocean. I looked over and saw someone in the water in distress. He looked like he was starting to drown. I immediately took my jacket off and dove in to try and save him. When I got to him, he was almost completely blacked out. I managed to drag him to shore and made sure he was ok. The man I pulled out of the water was a black man about 6'2" tall only wearing his underwear. By the looks of him he looked homeless, he was overweight with a big belly and hadn't shaved in what looked to be months. What really shocked me was hanging out the right side of his underwear was seven inches of soft cock. I am not small, but I'm also not seven inches when I'm hard. Even soft it was thicker than my own cock. After a quick look around, I found a old stinking pair of clothes near the shore as well as many empty beer bottles. As he came too, he began yelling at me asking me why he didn't just let him end it all. He was homeless and just wanted to die. Jill and I felt sorry for him, so we discussed what to do. I suggested maybe calling a ambulance or the police, but my wife just insisted that he was just down on his luck and probably needed a warm bed and a good meal to pick him back up. She suggested that we take him back to our house for the night to sleep. Since he was having dark thoughts though one of us would have to stay with him. I finally agreed and loaded him up into the back of the car.

Since it was so cold outside, and we were wet, the black man began shivering. I placed my wet clothes into the trunk of my new car, and my wife asked if I had anything warm to place on him. Since I was wearing my jacket for warmth, and it was a new car I didn't have anything in it. My wife insisted that we had to keep him warm, and said she would just ride in the back with him. Since she didn't want to get her new dress wet and dirty, she took it off and placed it carefully in the trunk. That's when I got a good look at what she was wearing. She had a black bra and matching thong on with a garter belt. She said surprise, this was what I was going to show you at the end of the night, but guess that will have to wait. She then climbed in the back and curled up next to the black man. For some reason, I found my self turned on with the though of her lying next to him. As we drove home, I kept sneaking glances in the rear view mirror. The black man was still in and out of it, but had began pawing at my wife's breasts and trying to rub her pussy. I asked Jill if I needed to pull over to help, but she said no he was just really cold and not fully awake.

That's when I saw that his cock was hard and poking right out of his underwear. It had to be about ten inches, and thicker than my wife's arm. My wife saw it too and said "Oh my, I didn't know they could get that big". Jill then said "Poor guy, he has been through so much. Mike would you mind if I relieved some of that pressure he has with my hand." I guess I could have said no, but I also felt sorry for the guy. He seemed to have had a rough life, and who knows how long it has been since he had a pretty women jerk him off. I told her ok, but that was it. She agreed and began jerking him off. After a short time, we could tell it was working. He began to say "I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum."

I told my wife to find something for him to cum on, since I didn't want to get it on my car. My wife looked around, but nothing was in the new empty car not even a tissue. Our clothes were locked up in the trunk. With the pressure building, he said "Here it comes." That's when my wife did something she hardly ever does for me. She placed her mouth on his cock. As soon as her lips touched that cock, he came. At first I assumed she would just spit the cum out, like she always does for me. But he kept cumming and cumming, until she had no choice but to swallow it. I asked what she was doing, and she said "Sorry hunny, I just didn't want him to cum all over your new car and couldn't think of anywhere else to put it." I asked her why she had to swallow this stranger's cum, and she just responded "I had no choice, it was just so much cum I couldn't keep it all in my mouth like your load." For some reason this also excited me and my cock was rock hard. Even after the black man came, he was still rock hard and still pawing at my wife.

So I finally fucked a black man! My hubs and I found him on Craigslist and chatted with him for a week or so before meeting him. We met at a Ruby Tuesday and had lunch. I eventually moved over to his side of the booth while hub stayed on his side. Nothing else was supposed to happen so when we were done eating he walked me to the car. Then we kissed... and kissed some more! Then we got in the back seat and went into full make out mode!

Hubs moved the car out to a more secluded spot while I got Jasper's pants off! I couldn't help but start to suck him while he undid my bra inside my shirt! He sat me up and undid my shorts and I slid out of them while he fingered me. Then he climbed up and asked if I was ready and I told him yes I was and to fuck me! He took a minute to work all the way in but I loved it! In between kissing and moaning I would lock eyes with hubs who was almost drooling while he watched!

Jasper fucked me hard for about ten minutes while groping my tits, kissing me, and biting/sucking on my neck before he came inside me! All I could do was just lay there while he pulled his pants back on and said he had to go but he would talk to us later. Then he kissed me again, shook hands with hubs and left.

Hubs jumped in the back seat and immediately pulled his cock out and started fucking me! I could barely feel him and he kept telling me how loose and sloppy I felt but that he loved it! He lasted about two minutes before cumming then got back up front and we drive home while I just laid there, half naked, tits showing, and two loads of cum leaking out of me! Not a bad Saturday at all! I hope to meet him again. I want him to fuck me in a bed!

Now that I've been "blacked" hubby has started pillow talking during sex about me being bred. I just don't know though, it'd be a huge step and not something that can be undone. The idea is hot though!

I didn't tell her ahead of time of Daryl's race because it never came up and part of me didn't want to her have the choice... it was my fantasy too. Daryl had told me on the phone that after our introductions and some small talk I should make an excuse to leave the table so he could get to know my wife a little bit better without her feeling weird with me still being present. So, on cue I told the two I had to use the bathroom and would refresh our drinks.

After about 15 minutes of walking around the lobby and keeping my heart at a manageable pace, I ordered some drinks and headed back to the table. Walking up to the table I felt like the waiter... Daryl and my wife seemed like a couple on a date... seated close next to each other talking and flirting. As I sat down I did catch a glimpse of Daryl rubbing my wife's inner thigh brushing the side of my wife's semi-exposed pussy with each rub. I really didn't feel jealousy... it was truly a sense of the sexual excitement I was looking for.

Daryl just like the phone call took charge and told my wife to go ahead to the room and we would follow in 5 minutes. As my wife left for the room, Daryl took his glass and looked at me. He said, "remember, this is about her sexual exploration... not yours. You ok with that." I relied, "definitely". Daryl said, "remember that you said 'ok'... this is something you want for her, just follow my lead and trust me...you ok with that". I replied, "yes". Daryl rose his glass and I did the same... he smiled, nodded and said you are going to be a good cuck... we tapped glasses and finished our drinks. And with that we headed up to the room.

Entering the room my wife was standing in her lingerie and had some music playing in the background. Without saying a word, Daryl pointed to chair near the desk and told me to take seat and enjoy the view. He walked up to my wife and kissed rather forcefully... he rubbed his hands down her side and back up to her breast. He turned her around so he could press his semi-erect cock against my wife's supple ass... he kissed down her neck as he again ran his hands down my wife's body and hips this time down to her pussy... rubbing his fingers into her clit.

After a few minutes, he turned her and sat her on the bed and pulled his shirt off. With this my wife begin to slowly kiss his exposed and rather well-built stomach while unbuttoning his pants and dropping them to the floor. She rubbed his cock through his underwear and then unleashed his now firmer (amazingly he was still not rock hard, like I was), thick, black cock. My wife's facial expression really said it all.

She said, "this is the biggest one I have ever seen". Daryl replied with a thanks and a grin. My wife started to lightly jerk on his huge cock and said "honey, I am not sure about this thing". Daryl again smiling and standing there in front of my wife with his cock being stroked and him running his fingers through her hair replied, "you know what to do with it. It is time a beautiful and sexy white women like you knows what a real dick is like. Your husband is good at providing the material stuff, but he can't give you what your body, mouth, (whispered), your pussy craves... that is a man's cock".

With that my wife began licking his shaft all the way down to his rather large balls. After getting his shaft nice and lubed with her spit, she placed the head of his cock in her mouth. Daryl let out a nice grunt of satisfaction and pleasure as he slowly pushed his hips towards my wife's face and her head towards his stomach. He repeated this slowly for 3-4 minutes until my wife could take down about 3/4 of his cock. I was (pleasantly) surprised. I mean she could easily deep throat my 5", but I wasn't sure what she could take. It was such a massive turn on to me watching her slowly work her skills and mouth on Daryl's cock... the contrast of his black cock and her white face/red lips were almost too much as I had to quit touching myself in fear of cumming too soon.

Oddly, the stuff Daryl had said about her needing a real cock didn't phase me... because they were true... if not we would be here with her sucking another man's cock. I could tell she was also taking pleasure in turning on a different man... like she had lost the ability to turn on other men or other men did not find her sexually pleasing any more.

At this point, Daryl had really stepped up his pace and has basically fucking my wife's face. He had his hands full of my wife's hair and driving her mouth up and down his know fully erect 9" and engorged cock. Again to my surprise... as my wife had never done this with me... my wife was feverishly playing with her clit and pussy! And then Daryl let go of her head and my wife fell softly back to the bed laying back with her legs dangling and Daryl standing with his cock sticking straight out. Daryl looked at my wife with his cock in his hands and asked her if she wanted this big black cock in her cunt. I just sat there stunned. I am pretty sure no one has ever talked like that to my wife... I wasn't sure what was going to happen... honestly I thought he had laid her back to shoot his load over her body. My wife staring back at him replied, "yes baby, I need you to fuck me".

After two years of being MFM blocked, to my rather pleasant surprise my wife handed me a birthday card with a note that stated, "Happy 40th... I could not figure out what to get you, so I agree to one _____." I asked her what that meant and she smiled and said, "you fill-in the blank". I played it pretty smooth and held back my desire to jump with excitement. After much thought on the "blank", I brought up my MFM fantasy... without hesitation (she knew what I would want) she agreed, but said I had to work out the details and be sure this is what I wanted. After some thought and reading on-line the effects of cuckolding on marriage, I thought to myself what could watching my wife give another man a blow job hurt... and how exciting it would be to see her take a mouthful of cum! I could never bring myself to cum in her mouth... I pulled out the first time she gave me head and well that ended up being our routine. But, I ofter fantasize about a stranger not having this hang up giving my wife what she is working so hard for... a mouth full of semen.

After putting up several requests on different websites, I finally narrowed it down to one guy. His name is Darryl. His profile had him at 6'3, muscular, 9" cock, great stamina, and heavy cummer. I liked that he was also experienced with couples. Talking to him really sealed the deal for me. His voice sounded very masculine/deep and you could hear the dominance in the way he spoke to me. I proposed my idea of setting up an MFM, but I would eventually step away to watch my wife suck him to completion. He asked me "if that is all SHE wanted"... I stated "that is all I wanted." He quickly replied "is this about her or you? Do I want to be a cuckold or not."

I said, "I didn't say anything about being a cuckold". He confidently replied, "that I will learn my place in the relationship once I witness his real cock opening my wife". All I could muster was a rather wimpy, "yes". He told me that I needed to keep this about her and her sexual needs, and he would take care of everything else. I agreed, but Darryl did eventually agree with the idea of starting as an MFM then I would back way and he could fuck my wife's mouth to completion on the initial encounter... to ease her into the lifestyle and my fantasy... or at least I think we had an agreement.

On this website my wife reads a lot about blacks and sees the photos / videos but they are all American so she had given up on finding a black one in the UK.

Yesterday her wish came true. The cable tv repair guy was a young chatty black guy. We joked a lot and as it was his last call out we had a beer in the sun on the patio.

Eventually I introduced my wife's fantasy about the black cock size myth. He said it's not a myth, did she want to see.

Well her eyes popped when she saw it, he invited her to have a play and make it even bigger.

We went into the lounge where she went to down wanking and sucking it. I took her blouse and knickers off for him to have a grope.

He fucked her hard for a long time, then I suggested he cum in her mouth. She loved that idea but could not take it all because it was wider than she was used to. He eventually shot over her face and hair.

I enjoyed watching his black fingers getting shiny on her juices when he fingered her, she took 4 at one point. She can take fisting normally but his hands were too big.

Afterwards she commented that his cum smelt and tasted different, she enjoyed it.

Hopefully it's the first of many black cocks for her.

So...we are quite unsure about what to expect from this lifestyle... it is pretty new for us and really undiscovered waters. We are afraid that it can affect our relationship in a bad manner. We feel a bit young for this kind of fun.

We are both 20yo with a relationship of more than 2 years and we live together now. Years ago we started talking about threesomes and I found out that idea of her being with another man is exciting to me. I told her of course because we prefer to have no secrets between each other and I was even shaking from excitement because she liked the idea. I felt pretty bad because I found it to be really weird that her boyfriend wants her to fuck another man. She had also bad feelings but it excited her as well.

But as the time went we used to this idea and now we accept it because we know that a lot of people are doing the same and we are not alone at all. We checked a few forums and my GF agreed that it need not be that bad.

We have a lot of nasty talkings and fantasies about cuckolding while we have sex. My GF can be really creative... Sometimes I am just staring surprised how nasty she can be. You would say she is bornd hotwife... but in peronall life she is a good girl. We like these talkings because it is a really huge TURN ON and we can get really horny! We also tried to find some guys who know about the cuckold lifestyle so she can (or we) can chat with them and swap some pics and fantasies maybe... I like when she flirts with someone.

I cannot say I am already OK with it... I am not really. I am not pushing her to do anything because I am not 100% certain it is the thing I want us to do. Online flirts or so are ok because we feel safe... you know it is anonymous but still fun knowing she flirts. Even if it is really a big turn on and just a quick idea can cause me a hardon. I cannot certainly say it is the way to go, because it causes us bad feelings... she doesn't want to hurt me or so and I feel a big jealousy besides that excitement... I like sex but she is really my soulmate and lifetime love and I love HER even more so we don't want to screw up something... we know that a lot of people are doing it but the majority of them are stable couples with years under their belt.

And what I am looking for this way? I am trying to find someone (cuck, bull, hotwife.. doesn't matter) who I can share experiences with, maybe take some advice and in case of a bull maybe having some fun swapping pics of her and some nasty talks :-).

"What do you think... too big?", Raymond asked... jokingly.

I could hear the amazement in my wife's voice, "Wow!" "That is one big cock", she half-chuckled, "I had forgotten how big dicks can be."

"You must have dated a brother before", Raymond chuckled.

"Yes, but you are definitely bigger", my wife stated.... "I can see your wife's point of contention".

"Maybe... but you should really feel it in you before you object", said Raymond.

The thought of Raymond standing there inches in front of my wife naked was thrilling to say the least. Even though I knew this was the most cock my wife had seen in some time, my own dick was standing at full attention imagining her erect nipples and pussy becoming moist staring at his black cock. Oh, I had a wish to be there.

My devoted wife must have come to her senses as she told Raymond, "Raymond I can't. I am happily married. My husband would be devastated knowing I cheated".

Raymond replied, "Your husband is too small to please your body. He knows this and this is why he tries to please you with his tongue and fingers... because he knows his small dick can't give you what your body... pussy craves. A real man, baby."

I heard Raymond say, "mmm, your body is so fine and your ass so soft". I pictured that my wife must have turned away from him to avoid being turned on by Raymond's body and throbbing cock. But this only gave Raymond the opportunity he wanted... and her ass. I am sure he moved up on her body... leaning into her backside. Rubbing her shoulders, running his hands over breasts... before running a hand to rub her clit over her dress. All the while grinding his hips into her ass. Even running a hand over each side of her body and grasping her hips to better thrust his black cock into her ass though her dress.... before raising her dress so her could get direct access to her crotch and ass (as she was not wearing any panties). I could hear him tell her how nice her hips were and that how long it has been since he has felt his cock penetrate a tight pussy. My wife gave a few more "objections", but then I heard the muffle sound of Raymond putting his tongue in her mouth as I am sure they were passionately kissing. The thought of his naked black body draped over my wife's white body while she turned around to accept his kiss was simply awesome. I knew she was going to give in to his sexual needs.

Then I heard Raymond pant out, "That's it baby, suck this cock, suck nice and slow". The thought of my wife's mouth stretched over his black cock had me rock solid. I couldn't even touch myself out of fear of cumming too soon. For about 5 minutes, all I heard was the deafening sound of Raymond panting and my wife slurping on his cock.

Then I heard some movement and shuffling of stuff on my wife's desk. Then I heard the unmistakable sound of my wife moaning by having her pussy eaten. That didn't last long as my wife told Raymond she needed to feel him. Raymond told her to turn around after a few moments, I heard my wife let out a scream of pleasure.

"Damn you're tight, baby", Raymond exclaimed, "just relax, baby. There we go". After that I heard the constant moaning of a deep fucking coming from my wife. It was too much for me... the thought of my wife being bent over her desk with her dress over her hips and her exposed tits bouncing off the desk while Raymond grabbed on her hips and worked her cunt loose to accept his black manhood had me cumming. "I'm cumming", my wife groaned out.

The I heard Raymond tell my wife to turn around... "Wrap your legs around me. There you go." And again, my wife was moaning. Raymond had turned my wife on her back so he could work her clit while he continued to thoroughly work her pussy. Again, I could hear my wife yell, "I'm cumming... ohhh". This time it was muffled with Raymond sticking his tongue into her mouth as she came. What a sight, I thought.

Then I heard Raymond start to grunt.... "Oh, baby don't move, don't move". I heard my wife instruct him, "let go of my legs and cum on my stomach". "Oh no baby... this cum is for your pussy." I could imagine my wife "struggling" a little, while Raymond held her ankles for leverage as he made one more deep thrust. "Yes baby, I own this pussy". With that, Raymond filled my wife full of his black cum. He must have cum for 2-3 minutes... I kept hearing him moan and tell my wife how nice her cunt felt.

After a couple of minutes of silence, I heard my wife tell Raymond that she needed to leave to take a shower before her husband got home. Raymond said, "Nah, you need to punish your husband for denying you cock.... especially black cock. You go home, get him turned on, and let him eat you out like normal". I though you SOB Raymond... then I heard my wife tell Raymond, "ok".

--and then the phone line went dead.

I was ecstatic. Knowing Raymond was stopping by, I had encouraged my wife to wear her 'special' black dress today... that I knew she only wore with her black/red laced bra and no panties (because of the lines it caused). She was hesitant on wearing it to the office, but I convinced her by telling her how pretty she looks in it... and spilling coffee on what she had planned to wear with no time to re-plan an outfit.

I laid on my towel on the bed and sat down on it naked with my phone on speaker and turned it all the way up. I definitely did not want to miss a single word of their conversation... hit or miss, I would know first hand if my wife was interested in other men... or maybe cuckolding me or if all of this was just bedroom fantasy. Just the thought of another man... especially one packing so much more manhood than me... openly flirting with my own wife had my dick slowly rising to attention. I slowly gave it a few tugs as I waited for the flirting to begin.

I heard my wife come back into the room and close the door. She politely offered Raymond the coffee and asked him to continue with his story. I heard Raymond talk in his deep, smooth voice that he was seeking a divorce from his wife because their sex life had become stale, almost non-exsistent... and that his wife seemed only interested... he paused for dramatic effect (I suspected)... in oral sex and that he needed more.

I instantly sat up and stopped jerking myself. I thought, hey that is what I have been doing. Raymond wasn't just helping me train my wife to desire black cock, but was setting me up for this encounter with my wife. Genius, I thought to myself as I smiled.

Raymond continued, "You don't mind me being graphic do you", acting shyly he asked my wife. She reassuringly responded, "no, the more detail the better". It almost sounded too eager from her. I heard Raymond tell her that he needs to feel the warm, moist tightness of her wrapped around his cock. The feel of her soft breast in his hands. The passion of her kisses. And then he slowly told my wife that he misses bending her over the bed, clutching her curvy hips and slowly penetrating her deeply. I heard my wife slowly and definitely seductively say, "go on". I could hear Raymond sitting back and saying, "Yeah, we use to have some good times. Now just oral... something about my cock being big and 'actual' sex not being comfortable anymore." They both kind of chuckled. Raymond inquired about my wife's sex life... saying that a fine lady like herself must have to beat her husband off of her to get to work. Again, they laughed. (The flirting was actually working). My wife, not to my surprise and thanks to Raymond's instructions over the past month, replied, "actually things are somewhat similar". Raymond instantly replied, "get out of here". She then told him that I wasn't interested in her either and she was feeling a little 'empty'. Raymond told her, "Mmm, your husband is an idiot" and that he would definitely fill that void. Without missing a beat, my wife chuckled and replied, "I thought you were too big?". Then I heard Raymond say, "why don't you judge yourself?". The room got quiet.

I could only imagine that they were just staring at each other with Raymond waiting to see what my wife's next move would be. I started to think, wait I am not there... this isn't the fantasy I wanted. Then I heard my wife tell Raymond to wait a second and some footsteps. I whispered into the phone, "Raymond? Raymond? What is going on?". Raymond picked up. "Look dude, this is going well, real well". I replied, "hey Raymond... dawg, try to put it on hold until we are all together". "You can't stop a charging Bull cuck... and besides cuck, your hotwife needs this big cock between her full lips. Wouldn't you agree?" I agreed... as I sat on the edge of the bed with my head down and semi-erect cock slowly losing life. "This isn't the fantasy Raymond", I mustered. "Welcome to the lifestyle, cuck", Raymond chuckled. "This isn't about your desires, it's about mine and your hotwife's pussy! And right now, my desire is to see your wife's pussy being stretched open by my black cock and filling her insides with my hot load... and I am sure she does too. Just sit there like a good cuck or I am going to have to hang up." For some reason Raymond's words... his confidence and dominance of owning my wife's pussy once again had my own dick at full attention. I quickly replied, "Yes, sir. I will be a good cuck". "Good", he replied, "I hear footsteps, so shut up."

With that I heard the door close and a 'click' of a door lock... and my wife's voice say, "ok, let's see this cock that is supposedly too big."

On time like always, Raymond called requesting a report of how things were going. I told, "look it was a little awkward buying this thing. The guy behind the counter just stared at me and smiled as he told me to have a good time... I think he thought I was going to use it on myself." Raymond chuckled, "and said well...". I told Raymond, "that it was well-received", I continued, "when my wife initially layed eyes on the thing, she exclaimed, 'wow'. She really didn't think she would be able to take the size and she did inquire 'why black?'. I told her that I liked the thought of the color contrast penetrating her body and would add to the fantasy of a different man, a black man, pleasing her. After I turned it on and let it vibrate against her clit for a few seconds, she was bascially using her own hands to push it inside of her." I let him know that I was so turned on watching that vibrating dildo move in and out of her that I came before my wife! Raymond asked, "if my wife had cum?" I said, "harder than I have ever seen her before... and she kept bucking her hips for a second orgasm, something I have never been able to do." Raymond said, "oh, you're one of those 'one and done' guys." I sadly admitted, "yes".

"Well, this is going fantastic", Raymond said. "Now for the last step." "I am still not sure she will actually go for it, Raymond", I said. Raymond quickly replied, "you just let me handle that". "Ok" I mustered. Raymond said, "I know this is personal, but you want this for your wife, right?" I said, "of course". "Good" Raymond chimed. "I would like to test the waters. See if she would be interested. Mind if I just stop your house like you hired me to come fix an appliance?" I explained to Raymond, "you could, but you'd be all alone. My wife works as a paralegal at a local law firm during the day." "Perfect", he said. "I will play like I am a client and need to speak with her. Then I will see if she returns my flirting." "Nice plan", I replied. At this point I had felt pretty comfortable with Raymond and thought the worst that could happen is my wife turns down his flirtations and tells me about how some weird client was hitting on her during a visit. I actually happily provided Raymond the work address and her name. "I look forward to hearing about the outcome, Raymond". Raymond said, "you will".

He then asked what kind of 'cuck' am I . I replied, "what do you mean?" He said, "do you just like to watch or participate... into cream pies?" I said, "I just enjoy the fantasy of watching". He replied "well man, this is no longer fantasy... I like to fill a wife's warm, wet, tight pussy with my seed and watch the husband have to eat that shit." I firmly told Raymond that I was not into participating or eating my wife's pussy after she has been fucked.

Raymond's voice then became deeper and more dominating as he said "look cuck, do you want to watch your wife's pouty lips glide up and down my black shaft and see her pussy forced open to fully accept my black girth?" I quietly replied, "yes... but I am not sure.." Raymond cut me off, "look cuck, they all do. But what I want you to do starting tonight is no longer stick that pathetic white, limp dick into your wife's treasure box anymore.... got it?" I replied, "what am I to do if she wants sex? She will know something is wrong if I do nothing." Raymond replied, "all you have permission to do is to eat her out." I said, "just eat her out?" Raymond responded, "yes. You do not cum... period. Just eat her out tell she cums, but then just tire out." I said, "I don't think she is going to be happy with that and may find it weird". Raymond responded, "trust me... just eat her out to orgasm to leave her wanting 'something' more and for you to keep wanting 'something' more as well". I said, "ok". He said, "trust me, give me control if you want this to happen." And with that Raymond told me he would call back in a couple of weeks.

Initially, my wife was enjoying just laying back and having her pussy thoroughly eaten to orgasm. While I would use one hand to rub her clit along with my tongue, I would use the other to slowly jerk myself to orgasm. The timing couldn't be more perfect... as soon as she started to cum, I would start pounding my hard, albeit small, cock to orgasm... dribbling my hot load down my hand.

After several weeks of just eating my wife's sweet pussy and bringing her to orgasm with my tongue and fingers, she was definitely hurting for a deep fucking. As she would become aroused she would try to push my hand away and reach for my hips. I found myself rubbing harder and faster to bring her to orgasm and jerking myself off faster to cum before she could pull me in. It was such an exciting game for me. She even started to initiate sex with me almost daily... something she had not done since we were first married. I really wanted to give her a 'deep' fucking (by my standard) because I was sharing her excitement, but then Raymond called me.

He asked me how things in the bedroom were going. I explained to him the situation and how my wife was craving sex like a dog in heat. And how I could barely keep my cock out of her. He kind of laughed and reminded me in his smooth, deep voice that I could not really give her a 'deep' fucking with 4 inches of dick. I quickly replied, "5", but I let him know that he was right and I didn't know how much longer I could hold out against her advances for cock. He told me that things were progressing as planned. He asked, "are you ready for some more training?" I submissively responded, "yes".

Raymond instructed that the next time I am eating out my wife's cunt to stop and gently and slowly rub her clit with one hand while telling her how much it turns me on to see her body getting so turned-on. Then slowly push two of my fingers inside her cunt and let her know how excited you are to see her getting penetration. And to continue to slowly rub her clit and finger fuck her. Raymond told me to make it into role play... I told Raymond we have never done anything like this before. Raymond told me to relax and that my wife's beautiful body and mind will respond. He told me that while I am slowly bringing her to climax to not get caught up in the scene but pay attention to her body's response to my words. He said if she groans and moans with pleasure to continue to talk to her but get more vivid. Raymond told to me to tell her, "how I love to watch her body while she is slowly getting fucked" and if the timing is right to tell her, "imagine I have blindfolded you and I brought a friend to penetrate your body in secret... while I excitedly watched, slowly jerking myself off."

Raymond continued, "imagine the feel of a bigger and wider cock stretching your pussy." If she is into it and starts to cum Raymond told me to not let up on the fingering and clit rubbing and tell her, "as I remove the blindfold you see that this guy is black and handsome. You try to stop, but the feel of his black cock inside you is too much to resist." Raymond finished by instructing me to be sure to kiss her passionately after she cums and keep bringing up the black theme.

Again he told me that he would call in a couple of weeks to check my progress... and to keep my 4" out of her. I exclaimed, "hey, it's a solid 5 inches." Raymond just snickered, "rrrriiiight."

I know this is hard to believe, but I was actually getting a little tired of porn and was thinking of taking a break. Then I had a thought... when I watch porn I always jerk off thinking of my wife as the female porn star. So, I went to my favorite porn video site and decided to search 'wife and porn'. Instantly about 1000 videos popped up and to my surprise... but peaking my sexual interest... most contained black men with white wives.

Initially, I just selected a random interracial video. While watching the video I took notice of the way the black man dominated the wife's pussy with his rock hard... and very big cock. The deep moans the wife was making as she appeared to be either grabbing his hips to pull him in deeper or trying to hold him back from ramming his cock through her body. Now, I have had sex with plenty of women that have always looked... and sounded like they had a good time, but nothing like the fucking this women was having... she had beads of sweat covering her body, her deep moans of pleasure, and her changing facial expressions of wanting the fucking to end or last forever. After just a few moments of watching, I realized my cock had to become rock hard...I mean harder then normal, like when I was teenager. And it was super sensitive and I had to stop rubbing it to keep from cumming before the video had ended.

And I am glad I did. As the video was playing, the camera panned a little to the right of the couple to a white man standing next to the bed jerking his little white cock... then some print came across the screen with an arrow signifying he was the 'husband'. With that I had to stop touching my own cock to keep from cumming. As the video came to an end with the black man shooting his load over the wife's tits, I too had come... without even really jerking myself off, just some light rubbing. I was amazed at how turned on I was by this movie scene... almost hypnotized by the black cock stretching that wife's pussy. I was hooked!

After watching several more videos, I came across one that ran a banner mentioning a popular cuckold website. After visiting the different sections... and becoming very horny, I decided to post a photo of my wife I had taken some years ago when she (and I) was more adventurous.

I should say here that my wife is still quite beautiful, even after kids and a few years. She would definitely be considered by most men as a MILF. When we get dressed up and go out, I frequently catch men taking a long glimpse at her... before their own wives catch them. If I get the sense some guy is checking her out, I will make an excuse to leave the table, like having to go to the bathroom, so I can observe the whole scene. Oddly, it is quite a turn on to know that other men want to just fuck my wife.

Unfortunately, I have never gotten the courage to discuss this with my wife... and we have gotten into a sexual rut. Almost to the point we just do the basics... and for some reason I cannot "do" the things I know she would enjoy. Sometimes I will talk dirty to her during sex and say things like wanting to 'cum on her face or tits' or even playing with her ass, but for some reason I cannot actually do these things. She will even respond with soft moans, but I just stick with the basics. Weird, I know. I know this is why these interracial videos really appealed to me. Watching black men satisfy both the wife's and husband's fantasy in one fuck session is just mesmerizing to me.

After posting the photo, I got hundreds of views within days.... which of course was exciting for me. But the real excitement began when I accepted a friendship request from a black man named Raymond. I really did not think much of the request, but Raymond instantly initiated a chat session. He asked me a few general questions about my wife and, of course, wanted some more photos. I told him I needed him to prove he was real. He sent me a photo of him holding the local newspaper with the statement 'real enough'? So, I sent him a couple of others I had in the 'vault'.

He was definitely happy with them and complimented my wife's tits and thighs. He asked me if I had ever shared my wife before. I replied, "no... and that I was pretty new to this whole 'interracial wife sharing' thing and I didn't think she would be interested in 'real' life".

Raymond asked if she had ever had a black boyfriend before marrying my white ass. I replied, "yes". He typed back, "she will be interested". For some reason I took the defense and typed back, "I am sure she is satisfied by this white boy". Raymond asked, "how big is your johnson?". Now, it was been since early high school since I took a real measure, but I confidently responded "about 6-7 inches and pretty thick". Raymond replied, "that's shit. Go get a ruler and place it at the base of your cock and send me the photo... for proof". I replied, "really?" Raymond wrote, "definitely". I asked, "hard or soft?" Raymond replied, "your choice, bitch".

I decided to play along and got a ruler and took the picture. To my un-pleasant surprise, my soft cock was only a meager 2.5". So, I thought damn, I didn't realize how small my cock was... so, I got myself hard, placed the ruler, and took the photo... only 5.25... 5.5 if I really pushed the ruler into my base. Raymond replied, "sending...or scared". I was actually embarrassed. But I begrudgingly sent it.

Raymond replied, "ha... you white boys are all the same. Here check this out." Wow, Raymond was the real deal. His cock measured a true 9.25"... and he sent one with his cock next to a beer can. I could not believe how thick his cock was... made me realize mine was not thick. Raymond replied, "would you like to see your wife's mouth wrapped around this cock?" I replied, "yes". Raymond typed, "would you like to hear her moans while you watch her pussy getting stretched open by a real man's cock?" Without hesitation, I replied, "definitely". Raymond replied, "Good. Send me your number so we can begin the training". I replied, "training?" He replied, "you want this, right?" To my surprise, I sent him my number.

Didn't have much time to contemplate this because I could feel the head of his cock pushing at me, he didn't take his time he simply rammed it in and began fucking me, that's the only way I can put it he fucked me, pounded me if you like as if there was no tomorrow. Each thrust made my body move forward across the table, tightening the chords on my nipple ring, the pain was virtually unbearable, and even although I was still making screams, they were more like guttural animal grunts I think as he used me. I can't say it was gentle or loving or anything along those lines, but oh my god my mind was now on a different planet, I was loving this part of it.

Then I could feel it rising in me, I knew I was going to come, and then my world crashed round about me, I was telling him not to stop, after all he'd done to me, the pain, the punishment, I should have been like an ice queen (didn't think that at the time it was only afterwards when hubby and I talked about it all that these thoughts came into my mind). He didn't stop, thank god, he pounded my pussy even harder, long deep thrusts, the pain in my nipple was a second thought on my mind as I came all over his cock, my body trembled virtually from head to toe, my pussy was trying to tighten itself around him, and yet he still pounded me, relentlessly. He fucked me for at least an hour, god what stamina, I came 3 times more, each time my body became more and more spent of what little energy I had left.

My pussy was beginning to feel a little tender, my bottom still felt on fire, and my nipple ached like nobody can tell. Then I felt him grab my cheeks, I heard his breathing change and he growled as he shot it right in and up me. I thought he was trying to get his balls in too he was pushing that hard against me, grinding into me. I could feel his softening cock twitching inside me, then it stopped. He was finished with me and let me know it because he didn't even speak to me.

I heard him saying to hubby 'untie her, use some cream on her ass and nipples and I'll be round during the week'. With that he left. I was raging, had hubby untied me before he got to his car I would have thrown something at him. But needless to say I didn't.

Hubby untied me, bathed me and soothed my bottom and nipple with cream. Yes hubby and I did have sex that evening too, the loving sex I'm more used to, but although it was and still is great, my mind kept jumping to the way I'd been used and the humiliation I'd experienced. Hubby talked to me about all the things that had happened etc and I found myself getting turned on as he recounted everything. I knew I shouldn't get aroused by what had happened but I couldn't help it.

More to come guys if you wish. I had 7 months of Master D, using and guiding me. Wendy x x

This is not how I'd imagined things would go and apart from the anger at how I was being treated, there was now another addition, hubby was seemingly getting pleasure out of my situation and not once had he said anything that gave me the impression he would step in and save me. I was brought back to reality by D saying 'I'm going to let your nipples go and you will place yourself over your table with your feet on the floor and wait like a good girl for your punishment.'

Then he let my nipples go and oh my god the pain with the rush of blood back to them, my hands immediately went to rub them, but before I could he had them between his fingers again, twisting and pulling them, tears were streaming down my face but I wouldn't give in and cry out. He then told me he expected me to do as I was told immediately not when I decided, and told me again that he was going to free my nipples and he expected me to do as he ordered.

I virtually ran to the table when he let me go and placed myself as he had said, the cold of the table at least was easing the burning sensation in my nipples. I heard him say something to hubby and then I heard the living room door open. I quickly turned my head and could only see hubby sitting in the chair rubbing his crotch. 'D's away to his car for some things' hubby said 'but I've to tell him if you move, so better turn round and stay still darling'.

Darling, aye right, the words cut through me, how could he call me darling, he was enjoying this and probably even more so because I could never be submissive towards him. I tried to tell hubby that I wasn't happy with all this and wanted it to stop, now! Just when I thought there might be a glimmer of hope with hubby, I heard the outside door close and turned back, hoping hubby wouldn't tell him anything.

'Legs wider girl', were the first words I heard after D came back. I moved them reluctantly, but soon felt his hands at my ankles as he pulled them wider still. 'I'm using a spreader bar on your legs to keep them open and I shall tie you so you can't get away before I punish you.' With that the bar was on my legs and I felt a kind of rope going round my thighs. Very soon I was unable to move the bottom half of my body, my legs were tied to the table legs and kept wide open with this bar. Then he came round in front of me holding more rope, which he used to bind my hands together. Once he had done this he told me to raise myself up on my hands, quite difficult to do when they were tied together but somehow I managed it. When the top part of my body was raised a bit he produced what I can only describe as very fine chord and proceeded to thread it through my nipple ring, this he pulled tight and tied it to a table leg, he then repeated this so there were 2 pieces of chord through my nipple ring, 1 tied to the right hand of the table leg and 1 to the left side.

Next I was told to lay flat, he pulled my arms right out in front of me and attached another rope which he then took underneath the table and tied to the bar between my legs. I was terrified at this point, totally unable to move and tied in a most unladylike manner, but he wasn't finished, he went to each side of the table and tightened the cords holding my nipple ring.

'Now Wendy, I thought it would be easier to tie you so I can save you the trouble of struggling when I punish you, you might even begin to like it', this last part was said with a kind of sarcasm, but deep in my mind I had resolved myself that no matter what he did to me, I was going to hate it, and hate him even more if that was possible. He had no idea of how much I hated him, and then I felt a finger tracing up my thighs, oh my god all through this I'd been too preoccupied with the pain and being tied that only now did I start to realise that my pussy was soaking, a fact that didn't go unnoticed 'your cunt's dripping again girl' he said as he took my clit in his fingers and began to massage it gently.

My head was spinning, I could love this if I didn't feel so much anger and hatred towards him I thought to myself. I tried to think of all the terrible things he'd put me through but the overpowering feeling was to let my mind sink into the wonderful things he was doing to me. He was sliding a finger in and out of me and rubbing my clit at the same time. Yes had I not been tied I would probably have tried to push him away but possibly because I wouldn't have wanted him to know how much turned on I was becoming. As it was he could feel how wet I was, could hear my breathing, could probably see my bottom tightening as he toyed with my clit and invaded me with his fingers. This was heaven and hell in one, if he kept going I was going to come, I wanted to come so I could clear my mind and get back to reality and let him know my true feelings.

He seemed to sense how close I was and started talking slowly and softly to me, telling me this is what happens to good girls, then reminding me I had been bad and would I take my punishment. He was playing not only with my body but my mind, I was trying to shake my head, but that put strain on the cords at my nipple ring. God this was pure evil torture, but down below it was bliss and he knew it. Then he stopped, leaving me panting, mind doing somersaults, and much as I hate to admit it even now, my pussy was wanting his fingers back there. That soon changed when I felt his hand right across my bottom, I jerked from the pure shock of it, but only proceeded to cause myself more pain from the cords that pulled on my nipple ring. There wasn't one part of my body I could move, my legs were strapped tightly to the table and trying to move my arms only meant I was moving my chest which was in turn pulling on the chords. Not only was D punishing me, I was torturing myself, but he continued to spank my bottom knowing full well I tried to jerk at each slap that fell.

I don't know how many times he slapped it, but there was a short delay at some point, the next one that fell made such a cracking sound that it rang in my ears, it didn't feel like his hand, but god it hurt. I got 3 more of these before I saw what it was, some sort of leather heart shaped 'paddle' with a purple heart right in the middle of it made from some sort of 'furry' material. D took great delight in showing me it and telling me that for the moment 'another 6 and it will all be over'. I didn't know what hurt the most, my nipple, my bottom, or just my pride. It was definitely the leather side he was using, I was sure of that. The first 4 of the 6 were slightly less than the others I had, but when he gave me the 5th I nearly ripped my nipple ring out, the shock of the pain made me forget my nipple ring was tied and I jerked so hard that I must have raised myself up off the table about 6 inches, not only that but I knew I had let out a scream.

My breath was coming in very short gasps, I think had my legs not been strapped to the table they might have given way under me, and by this time tears were rolling down my cheeks and landing all over the table. 'Only 1 to go girl' D said as he rubbed my bottom, I'm sure he said 'let's hope we have to do this again sometime' but at that particular point he could have said anything and my mind wouldn't have understood it. Then came the last 1, he made me wait and wait while he rubbed my bottom, stopping now and again, each time letting me think this was the last one, but no he would return to rubbing me, then stop, rub me again, and so on, and then I felt it, now regardless of what anyone says, when you know you are tied etc like I was, you would think that you'd know not to try and raise yourself up but trust me when you are hit with that blinding pain there isn't anything you can do to stop yourself.

Yes I admit it I screamed, I cried, I was exhausted, I felt like you feel when you have those flu symptoms and every bit of your body has lost its energy and just wants to give up. The muscles in my arms ached from the tight way they were pulled out in front of me, my legs were trembling, my nipple felt ten times worse than it did when it was pierced (and that was agony) and my bottom, I couldn't even begin to tell you how it felt, there aren't words to describe the pain, agony that was coming from my cheeks.

But D did call later, only to tell me he would be over the following evening and I was to be 'prepared and ready' for him. I was to have a bath, be shaved and as smooth as was possible. I was to dress as he ordered, and he would phone on his way over tomorrow night with specific instructions for my dress.

Well Saturday passed as normally as possible, the kids were off to gran's, I'd had my bath and hubby had shaved me. The phone rang just before 7 and D gave me my orders 'black stockings, suspender belt, high heels and nothing else.' I was also to greet him at my door dressed as he said, lead him into my living room and then take up the position of 'face down, bottom high.'

I must admit hearing his voice and his instructions did give me goosebumps, but also I felt a little anger at him not contacting us or even mentioning anything to hubby for over a week. Half an hour later and regardless of the anger, I was face down with my bottom raised for him, but he didn't touch me, instead he waited till I was in that position and then sat and started chatting to hubby. I knew I was totally on display to him and was made to further realise this when he ordered me to 'spread the legs girl'. Up until then my legs had been tight together but I meekly did as told and soon they were opened and I knew full well my wet pussy was there for all to see.

But still nothing happened, he didn't touch me or even let on that I was knelt like a dog waiting. Instead he continued to talk to hubby telling him of the things he had planned for me, how I would do things for him that I would never even contemplate for my own husband, and how those things if not 'freely given' can be 'forced out of me'. In between the chat with hubby, D's voice would change and I knew the orders of 'stick it out', 'tighten up' were directed at me. I knew I was acting totally alien to hubby when I obeyed these orders but hearing him describe his various methods of 'forcing other women' and the punishment he gave them made me do it for fear of displeasing him.

I don't know how long I was face down, but my knees were beginning to hurt, my breasts were squashed to the floor and my mind was trying to take in every little piece of conversation. Then I heard 'you're dripping girl' and before I could even turn my mind to think of it I received a very sharp slap right between my legs. I never even heard him move, but he caught me square on my pussy and my legs clamped shut automatically as tears built up in my eyes. 'Spread them' were the only words he uttered. I didn't know what to do, I thought he was going to fuck me and here I was terrified to open my legs in case he spanked me again. God my mind was in a turmoil, I was seriously beginning to question myself and wanted him out my house. Whilst I was in the midst of plucking up the courage to tell him to virtually piss off he said 'Wendy you have had 1 minute to obey an order, by refusing, you leave me no option but to punish you. This should remind you in future that I will not tolerate disobedience, now stand up, hands on head, legs spread and stick that cunt out!'

I was so shocked at his language, the use of the word 'cunt' hubby had never used that word in his life to me, and regardless of what some other women may say, I did not start dripping at hearing him use it. I was livid, if I had been a man I would have punched him. I really was at the stage of pure evil hatred towards this arrogant person (for want of a better word).

I hadn't managed to stand up as yet with all the things going through my head, and he noted the time it even took me to kneel upright, so much so that he came over grabbed both my nipples, so hard that when he started pulling them upwards I scurried to get on my feet. I grabbed at his wrists trying to ease the pain, only to be told that if I struggled or fought him it would get worse. God how much worse could it get, I was in agony, the pain was searing through my nipples and still he wouldn't release his grip on them. Through the anger and a thousand other emotions in my mind I could not plead or beg for him to stop, but just kept saying get your hands off me. I was past caring by now all I wanted was for him to get his hands off me and get to fuck out of my house.

After my spanking and D disclosing how wet I was I thought that things would go further but D seemed to lose interest in me and it was just as if it hadn't happened and I wasn't sitting there naked, although the conversation between him and hubby was going down the line of how obedient wives should act, what is required of them etc. Hubby of course was more than in agreement with D but I knew he would never get me as he wanted. D then said to hubby, I'm here for about 6 months or so, would you like me to take control of your wife and have her as I would expect of an obedient wife. After hubby realised D had no intention of stealing me away or cutting him off in the sexual sense and that he'd always be present, him and D began to really talk in earnest about it.

I tried on occasion to cut in but was warned by D that severe punishment would ensue if I didn't keep quiet until all the finer points had been discussed with hubby. When I returned from getting more drinks D turned to me and said 'now Wendy, I've no intention of harming you and hubby and I have decided that it would be great to see you become very submissive towards me, he's told me about your threesomes before, how you were spanked and he admits he thoroughly enjoyed seeing you under someone's control'. . I was shocked and felt total anger at both hubby and D, but when he was discussing it with me I soon thought that it was more of a sexual adventure he wanted than to tie me up and beat the living daylights out of me, so reluctantly I kind of fell into it more than agreeing.

Shortly after discussing it with me he advised me that before he would take control of me that I would require to be fully inspected and that he did this with all females who he became Master of. Now that was the first time he had used the word Master and it sort of struck home and sent a real shiver down my spine. Anyway he had me stand in front of him legs apart and my hands on my head. He then proceeded to check every part of me, my mouth, my breasts, my bottom and my pussy. I had been warned that I was to say nothing unless specifically asked, he seemed as if he was weighing my breasts, taking great delight in toying with my nipple ring and pulling and twisting it, through which I was making little moaning sounds which didn't go undetected by either him or hubby. He did the same when he reached my clit and by this time I was really soaking and moaning every time he touched it.

I was then instructed to turn around and get on my hands and knees with my 'head down and bottom high'. I felt sure he was going to fuck me, but instead I felt one then two fingers inserted in my pussy. Now although I have children I was sectioned on each occasion, so my pussy is fairly tight, and this was noted by D. I then felt his fingers really delving inside me and I was pushing back against them and beginning to strive for that big release, when all of a sudden he slapped my bottom very hard and withdrew his fingers at the same time. This did make me cry out and he seemed pleased that he had got a response from me, so much so that he remarked to hubby 'see she's beginning to submit, she wants me to keep fingering her now.' He was laughing at this but I was terrified he would ask me because yes I was beginning to want it.

I went to get up just after this but he pushed my head back down and said 'your inspection isn't over girl', then I felt his fingers inside my pussy for a brief second and then he was rubbing my juices along the crack of my bottom, I tried to clench my bum cheeks together tightly and received a few slaps for doing so and then when I relaxed them I felt his finger pushing into my bottom, then he used another 2 fingers in my pussy and started fingering me in both holes, gawd I was so close to cumming, but he must have sensed it and withdrew them just at the point where I wanted them most. I was panting and moaning and hoping that he'd finish me off, but no he didn't. He instructed me that I was now to be shaven and for the period of time I was under his 'guidance' I would remain completely bald and smooth.

So there I am desperate to cum and he has me on my back and has sent hubby to get the razor and foam to shave me. By this time I'm extremely horny and desperate for him to touch me and fuck me even, but no he shaved me and then told hubby to hold my arms above my head. Only then did I see his cock, he deliberately took it out and stroked it in front of my face, and from the sight of it, it was a bit bigger than hubby's. To be exact now coz I've measured it lol. It looked more menacing than hubby's though, whether that was the colour or not I'm not 100% sure. He then asked how horny I was and whether I was ready to be fucked good and hard, to which I almost screamed out yes.

I tried to lift my face up and get it close to my mouth but D was completely in control and told me that 'all good things come to those who wait'. He then put it back in his trousers, told hubby to keep my hands held and then traced his fingers from my neck all the way down to my newly shaven pussy. He was teasing me and he knew it, I must have been held there for well over an hour while he fingered my pussy, my bottom, but every time stopping just as I was ready to go through the roof. Eventually he told me 'you are allowed to come, but from now on just remember how much teasing I can do', with that he told hubby to sit on my arms and pull my legs right back and up and get them as wide as possible. When I was in this position he put a cushion under my back and then proceeded to see saw his fingers in and out of my pussy and bottom.

Gawd I thought I was going to die, then I began to feel it building again but at the same time was terrified he'd pull them out and leave me high and dry again, but not this time, he went for it, and made sure I knew he was in charge and said 'just as you know you are going to cum I want you to ask your Master if you can cum.' At that point I think I'd have agreed to anything and before long I was pleading 'please Master may I cum for you.' It became more of a desperation thing on my part and then he agreed and really pushed his fingers in so deep, I felt my orgasm coming and my legs started to shake, just at that point he took his finger out my bottom and grasped my clit roughly, squeezing it and twisting it, gawd I was coming so hard when he did that, my bottom was virtually bouncing off the floor. I was gasping and moaning uncontrollably, and then he got his fingers right at the back of my clit and pushed it out and spanked it violently.

I wasn't caring, the spanking of my clit seemed to send shock waves through me and although it was painful I didn't want him to stop. I came a few times more within that space of time, each time he would either pull or spank my clit or grab my nipples, each time though he treated them roughly, possibly to ensure I knew that he was doing with me as he wanted, but at the end of it I was totally exhausted, my nipples felt as if they were on fire and my clit was throbbing with all the twisting, pulling and spanking it had received. He didn't fuck me that night nor did I get to play with him, he made it clear he was using me as he seemed fit and that the more I waited for his cock the more submissive to him I would become.

We ended the night with me giving him a goodnight kiss at our front door, still naked with my heels on, and he said he would let hubby know when he was coming round to continue my learning. Comments welcome, and there is a lot more to come after this. Hope it wasn't too long for you guys but I have to describe my feelings etc. I've enclosed a pic of me in the dress that I had on that night.

Firstly a little background to our life and experiences. We have had the odd threesome before, hubby used to flash me off in the car on our way home from nights out after I'd drunk a little too much. This progressed to him stopping the car and allowing truckers etc to touch and play with me. Through the years this has led to certain males becoming 'friends' with us and coming to our home on occasion and usually ending up staying the night during which I'm always the centre of attention (well what's wrong with 2 males?)

Whilst at that period I would never have said I was submissive, one of our friends one night gave me a light spanking whilst I was on my knees, and I must say I found it extremely arousing, even more so when he 'forcefully' grabbed my head and started fucking my mouth. I got extremely wet and even more so when he inserted a finger in my bottom. I'm not sure if it was the whole scenario of him 'using' me as he decided or the humiliation of hubby seeing my bottom fingered for the first ever time, but I came very hard and was very satisfied that night.

Anyways that's a little insight to us and how our sex with others started about 10-12 years ago. I'm not a dolly type female, I'm what I like to class as a cuddly person, 5'4 tall, longish brown hair with blonde streaks, very top heavy (38h), with a piercing in my right nipple and my clit hood.

Anyways up until about 5 years ago all our encounters were with white males and whilst I would never say I'm racist, living in Scotland doesn't present that many opportunities to meet black males, and to be honest I was happy with what hubby and I had so I wouldn't have desperately gone seeking anything else. This all changed after a black male came to work as a consultant with hubby's work (I'll call him D).

D was from across the pond as people put it, and being in a strange country etc he was invited to a night out with hubby's work to get to know most of the people and so not to let him feel alienated and alone. Whilst D was staying at a top class hotel etc throughout the night he got a few invites for dinner from some of the couples at the night out, we also gave him the opportunity to come to ours for dinner, and even at that time any thoughts of fun or playing never entered my head.

Anyway D came for dinner on the Friday night about 7, we all had a few glasses of wine with dinner and then settled down for talks etc afterwards. The wine, in my case, was soon replaced with my favourite cointreau and hubby and D were having a few bottles of beer, when hubby asked me to get them some more. Now I'm not what you'd call cheeky or anything but I matter of factly just replied 'get them yourself' possibly out of the slightly drunk/tipsy state and plus I couldn't be bothered moving. Hubby did ask again a little more flippantly and I just made some remark to which D immediately added his 'if she was mine I'd know what I'd do with her' and said it straight to hubby.

Well of course I overheard and whilst I'm not or wasn't submissive at that point and my work does require some assertiveness from me I wasn't going to let that pass. It was all being done laughingly etc, I didn't feel threatened nor did I expect it to go any further than a slight battle of wills/minds etc. I questioned D as to 'what he'd do if I was his' to which he replied 'well I wouldn't ask you twice to do something for me coz after the first refusal you would be over my knee like a naughty schoolgirl.' Just at that hubby told D 'that's maybe what she needs'. Now hubby has tried to be dominant with me before but as we've been married for such a long time I feel we know each other too well and have always laughed it off whenever we've tried anything of that nature. To cut a long story short I eventually went and got them drinks and left hubby and D in deep conversation, later finding out that hubby was discussing and setting up that D would end up spanking me if as hubby thought I'd be that bit of a rebel and not let 'any men walk all over the top of me'.

Anyways these drinks seemed to disappear faster than the others and soon hubby asked me to get more. What with my drink and the flippant coversation that had been going on I refused and just told hubby 'be a good host and get them for our guest'. Just at that D said to hubby I'll ask her, I'm the guest, she'll do it for me. Unbeknown to me at this point hubby and D had already devised a plan and were now putting it into operation. D?s manner and voice changed totally from what I had been used to and he told me to go get him and hubby drinks. I'd say 'demanded' because it was said in a way which made it clear he was being serious and that all the flippant and jovial manner had disappeared. I felt right at that point a trifle uneasy and as if I was on trial to see my reaction. Now had D kept the same manner etc I'd have gone and got the drinks but because of his 'demanding' way I decided not to and tried to get hubby to back me up, to no avail I may add, and before I knew it I was across D's knee and he was telling me that this is how disobedient wives should be treated. I of course was struggling but he had one hand at my neck holding me in place and was nonchalantly chatting away to hubby telling him that he'd dealt with a few females in his time this way and it usually had the desired effect. D asked me again if I was going to get drinks but because of my stubbornness etc I shook my head, no sooner had I done this than I felt the weight of his hand across my bottom.

Whilst that initial sting made me bite my lip I didn't cry out or say a word. D then remarked 'I shall stop when you decide to go get us drinks' another 2 slaps followed then I felt my dress being lifted, that's when I started feeling the humiliation and knew fine well that I only had a g-string on to cover me. I tried to plead with hubby but in a 'strong' manner and he just shook his head and said that I'd been naughty and deserved whatever D was going to give me. I tried to struggle as much as I could, beginning to feel anger building in me but only proceeded to get myself more firmly held in place by D. D then started telling hubby how my bottom would be a lovely shade of red very soon if I didn't agree to get them drinks. Yes I know I could have stopped it all by agreeing but because of the alcohol, the anger and a lot more involved I couldn't, and maybe deep down I wanted to see how far it would go.

D had by this time pulled my g-string down to my knees and then proceeded to give me about 6 short sharp slaps with his hand, I of course was wriggling but still not making a sound, hubby was sitting wide eyed watching my every move, when without warning D pushed my legs apart with his foot and ran his finger right up the length of my pussy. I was totally shocked and even more when he told hubby 'she's dripping, must enjoy this spanking, that's the first sign of a good submissive'. I tried to shake my head and say no, but D warned me to only 'reply or say something when you are asked, unless it is your agreeance to do as you are bid and get the drinks'. This was accompanied by heavier slaps to my bottom, which according to D was 'reddening up nicely' to which hubby got up and came round to have a look, remarking that mmm yes it's a nice shade. I felt so humiliated in my own home over a virtual stranger's knee with my bottom red and my pussy on display, even worse the fact that D had noted how wet it was. By this time, apart from being humiliated, sexual connotations were beginning to stir in my mind and all this was adding to my downfall. D continued to spank me until finally after about half an hour or so I gave in and said 'I'll get the drinks if you stop, it's hurting me'. By this time my bottom was stinging and I knew that I was leaking juices everywhere.