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Dear, We Have to Talk Ch. 01

By: dr13bone



Part One: The Wife Finds Out! 

"Honey we have to talk," the five words you never want to hear from your wife, especially when she is sitting by your computer, with your secret porn stash open on the desktop.

"My computer was out and I had to get a report done. I saw a file marked 'BBC' and opened it thinking it was British television programs and instead I found this. Porn. Mainly, what is that word 'Cuckold' videos. I clicked on a few of them and they all have white women getting screwed by black guys, while their husbands are watching, and are getting humiliated. There was even one where the husband is sucking the black guy's cock while she holds the back of his head and laughs. You...you aren't gay or anything like that? Are you?"

I told her I was not. Thinking at first to lie I started to say something, then decided to just tell the truth. "No, it just turns me on, I don't know if it is the humiliation or the hot sex but it just does."

"You, haven't thought of me being with a black guy? Or me treating you like that?" My silence told her that I had.

"Shit! This is...is too much! I have to think for a moment. You realize the risk to our marriage if I were to sleep around or be a 'hot wife' like some of the women in your videos are called. And the obsession with black men. Me with a black guy? You want to see me get fucked by a black guy?"

I did not know if she was angry or shocked. I let her relax for a minute. I told her it was a turn on to watch the movies and yes, sometimes I thought of her with a black guy and it turned me on.

"Shit! This is a lot to take in. You have to realize, these are fantasies. I am sure there are some people out there who are actually into this, but you have to think of the consequences. There is pregnancy, jealousy, and always the chance that someone will become more attracted to the new sex partner. There is a lot at risk involved."

I told her I knew and that it was just that, a fantasy, and that I had tried to keep it quiet, hidden, not to betray her but so as not to bother her. And I pointed out that I used the energy from being so turn on in our bed.

"Well I can see that," she said putting her hand down on my crotch. "So the thought of me, your wife being involved with a black guy turns you on? Wow!" she said giving my cock a squeeze.

"Maybe we should see how much," she said unzipping my fly. 

She started to stroke my shaft, "Hmmm! So me being unfaithful turns you on? Me mistreating and humiliating you with a black lover would turn you on?" 

I nodded yes as she slowed down her stroking.

She looked down towards the floor, "I don't think I should tell you this but recently at work, Sam, my coworker..." I knew very well who he was but she had to say it, "...my black coworker, well, we were working late one night and he asked me out, I told him I was married but he told me he had to take a shot."

My wife telling me this only got me more excited.

"So, you would have wanted me to go out with him? Or maybe..." she said pausing for effect and prolonging my agony, "Maybe...how about that guy at the gym, Henry, the one that you don't get along with."

My wife had met Henry once when she went to pick me up. Henry and I were not exactly enemies; I say we were more like aggressive rivals. One thing I did know was that Henry had one of the biggest cocks in the gym. I am sorry but if someone walks by you in the shower how are you not going to notice?

I never had thought of someone I actually knew as being my wife's potential BBC lover. It scared and excited me at the same time. Within moments I shot one of the biggest loads I ever had during our entire marriage.

My wife mouthed "Wow!" as I recovered. I go up and stripped her naked and in seconds I was in the bedroom pounding the shit out of her pussy. Several hours later we were done laying in a sweaty mess on the bed.

"Perhaps we can explore this fantasy of yours some more," she said putting on her glasses, "I don't know if it would lead to me actually being with a black guy or anything like that but you never know," she said taking my cock in her hand as she began to stroke it again.

"Let me ask you, I peeked at a few of the films in that folder of yours, are all black guys so big?"

I told her I did not know if they were all huge, but some of them obviously had really big cocks.

"Bigger than yours?" she asked staring at me waiting for me to answer.

"Yes."

"They seemed much bigger. In which case I want you to do something for me, just in case. I want you to go to the drug store and buy those rubbers, the ones for extra endowed men, and some lube. And I don't want you going to any other pharmacy but the one in the neighborhood. I will look at the receipt."

I tried to argue that I did not want to do it but realized it was her trying to give me part of my fantasy, the humiliation that is a big part of being a cuckold.

"And while you are out I think I will do a bit of shopping on line."

I came back an hour later. She looked at my purchase and smiled putting it in the nightstand draw. I wondered if she was getting off on the humiliation she had just caused me?

I was careful not to push it, not bringing up the fantasy anymore during the next week. Our sex life was hotter than ever. Throughout the week packages arrived. My wife put them in the closet and did not say anything.

Then came the weekend. She told me she had a surprise for me. She went into the bedroom and came out a half hour later dressed in a cupless bra with black crotchless panties. In her hand she was holding a big black realistic dildo. 

"I think we can explore your fantasy some more. But I don't think I will ever go all the way. Remember what happened with Karen and Ted?" 

They were friends of ours, and in part what happened with them, at least in the beginning, inspired my fantasies. Karen's husband had been turned on by the whole cuckold idea also and she went along with it, we all found out about it later when she fell in love with one of her "bulls" and left Ted for him.

"But for tonight this is my date," she said holding that huge black dildo in her hand, the hand with our wedding ring. She sat down on the bed. "Oh it is so huge. What sort of slut do you take me for, wanting your innocent wife to jerk this man off."

She held the dildo at the base in one hand and with the other one she started to jerk it off. "You know I went to some of those web sites you have bookmarked and those guys are huge. I really don't know how a husband can stay there and watch his own wife be pounded by those huge black studs."

She continued to jerk off the cock, then she acting with surprise as her mock lover demanded she suck on it. "Sir my husband is right here. Please don't make me do this. Please," she looked over at me pleading for me not to make her do it. Then resigned to her fate she kissed the fat head. My wife looked at me and told me to strip.

With her legs spread I got between them and licked her dark haired pussy while she kissed that big black cock in front of her. 

"Lick me while I give him some head." I reached up to squeeze her fat little tits but she swatted my hand away, "Uh-uh! These are for black men only now!"

She squeezed her own tits with one hand as she opened her mouth and took that fat head into her mouth. Her foot brushed my cock making it nearly spasm. She gave that cock some of the nastiest head I have ever seen. She talked to her "lover" saying that she could barely fit her lips around him.

"Okay. Get the lube," she said telling me to get it from where she had placed the condoms I had bought.

"You can watch, but don't jerk off or anything, I have surprise for you," she said as she squirted a bit of lube into her palm, then she rubbed the cock until it was glistening. I watched her push that massive rubber cock into herself. She made a little groan as the head slid inside of her.

"You like watching me get fucked by a big black cock don't you?" I nodded watching as she worked that huge member in and out of her cunt which quickly adjusted to "his" larger size.

After ten wet minutes she took the dildo out of her and went over to me. She had me sit on the side of the couch as she grasped me by my then throbbing cock.

"So you want me to jerk off your tiny cock?" I told her yes. She told me she would do so only if I would tell her when I was about to cum as she had a big surprise for me. Within a minute I was ready to go.

She asked again if I was about to cum and I screamed yes, she gave me two more strokes and then let go of my cock. I came buckets but had no orgasm.

My wife told me it was a ruined orgasm and that as the cuckold I would have to be trained. I could not believe that she had done that to me. She laughed and told me she'd make it up to me. She took my cock again and started to jerk it off telling me what a good little cuckold I was.

She had me get down on the floor and lick her pussy while I stroked my cock. Again she told me to tell her when I was going to cum, warning me if I did not I would not get my surprise. 

She was not making things easy for me by teasing me, telling me to jerk my tiny little white cock off.

"When I told her I was about to cum she had me get back on the couch. She started to rub my cock while I sucked on her tits. I told her I was about to cum and again she let go of my cock. In frustration my seed splattered all over the floor as she laughed.

"Don't look sad I have two surprises for you. One I will tell you about now and the other I will give you tomorrow. After which you can go back to that computer and jerk off."

"Now for the surprise. Tomorrow you will have a headache," I looked at her puzzled, she laughed and went on. "Karen has invited me to go to a club with her boyfriend, her black boyfriend, and some of his friends. And you will be staying at home. And if you are a very good little cuckold I will send you some pictures.

I asked her what the other surprise but she would not tell me. When she went to sleep I stood up jerking off wondering what agonies awaited me tomorrow.

Dear, We Have to Talk Ch. 02



My wife had found my cuckold porn on my computer, rather than freak out about it she had incorporated it into our sex life, but how far was she willing to go. She had said at the end of our first fantasy session that she was going out with her girlfriend and some of her black friends to a club. I did not know whether to be worried or turned on...

The next day my wife came out of the bathroom after getting ready for her "date." She had on a tight and sexy black dress, high heels, and slightly heavier than normal makeup. Was she really going to do this? I wondered but knew the answer. I still wondered how far would she go and whether we should stop this now.

I was at her instructions naked. She took a package out of the closet and handed it to me. I opened it and found inside the pink paper bag a male chastity device. 

"Put it on. I don't want you whacking off all over the place while I am gone," She helped me put the device on locking it in place with a tiny padlock. Then she took the key and put it in her bag. The doorbell rang and I hid in the kitchen as my wife went out the door with Karen to her boyfriend's SUV.

Karen and Ted were friends of ours who were into the whole "hot-wife" lifestyle, however, it ended with Karen falling in love with one of the "bulls" and leaving Ted for him. This whole story added an element of danger and excitement to what my wife was doing.

I got a text a few minutes later telling me not to go too far from my cell phone. 

An hour later it buzzed, it was a text message with a picture of the club they were in. The people in the club appeared to be nearly all black from what I could see. Ten minutes later there was another buzz, the image was of my wife, on the dance floor, dancing with a black guy. 

There was another shot soon after that of them all sitting around the table together with one guy very close to my her. I wanted to pull the plastic prison off of my cock and jerk off right there and then but of course that would be impossible. I had to wait in frustration until my wife got home.

She was dropped off a little after midnight. She smiled when she got in at first saying she was going to go to bed, then she turned around and said she said she was only joking. She went into her purse and took out the key and gave it to me allowing me to remove the chastity device. She went to the couch and had me remove her panties. I had not known until then that she had been wearing little lace black panties. 

As I licked her pussy I was surprised to have found she had shaved herself bald. She told me about her outing. They had gone first to have dinner at a restaurant. "I hope none of our neighbors came in as I was sitting next to one of Karen's boyfriend's friends, Earl."

"We went to the club and there were a few white ladies there, most of them with black guys. We got a table and I danced with Earl on the dance floor and you know he could really dance. I felt at first a little self-conscious about doing this but after I relaxed it was fun. Then there came a slow number and he danced close to me. Really close, and he brushed against me. I had to pull away, Karen being there and all. But it, his cock, felt really big."

I could hardly believe it was my wife saying this. 

"And he had asked me out."

"But didn't he know you are married?"

"Yes! But I don't think it mattered much to him."

My cock felt so hard it wanted to explode.

"Well I think you earned this so since you have been so good I will allow you to fuck me. Just this once."

Almost before the world "once" finished coming out of her mouth I was up tearing off her clothing and kissing her deeply. I shoved it in her getting on top of the couch as I enjoyed her mix of musk, perfume and sweat. Based on the excitement I came fairly quickly but without being asked she sucked my cock until it was hard again as I fingered making my seed trickled back onto my own hand.

Soon I was fucking her again bending her over the arm of the couch. Now had I been in a more sane state we might have talked about her "interracial adventures" real or imagined some more, but at this point all I could think of was pounding her pussy until I could not do it anymore.

When I was done I carried her into the bedroom where we fucked a third time. We were a little less frantic as we kissed each other deeply. When we were done we drifted to sleep and it seemed that seven seconds later the alarm clock rang.

She came out of the bathroom and got dressed putting on a black bra and that tight black sweater of hers. She adjusted the stockings as she snapped on the garters to each. I asked her why she was dressing that way.

"Remember Sam, the coworker, the black coworker that asked me out? Well we are going to be working overtime together tonight. Wait! Stop! We are going to be late for work."

I told her we would drive in as I bent her over the bed. On the way in she told me she was going to tease the shit out of me and him at the same time. 

When she got home she said he had made another pass at him.

"I told him no of course but the door is always left open. Oh and I need you to get up a bit early tomorrow Karen is coming over and I want you to hear what she has to say."

"What makes you think that she will talk in front of me?" And what are you going to talk about?"

"The reason I want you to get up early is you need to clean out the hall closet, as you are going to be sitting in there, naked, except for..." She opened her nightstand's draw she has a pair of pink panties and the chastity device.

The next day I got up super early and moved all the stuff to other closets and the garage. All the time I was sporting a king sized hard-on. When I was done my wife had me strip. She totally ignored my agonized cock and instead had me relax until it went down enough so it could fit it inside the device. Once it was locked on she had me put on the pink panties, they were ultra-tight barely able to fit over the plastic chastity device. 

She put a little stool in the closet and closed the door telling me that the door might open at any time if I misbehaved. I sat in there for a half hour until Karen came in.

I listened as they engaged in small talk, then Karen asked my wife how she enjoyed the club.

"Well, it was a bit different than the ones I usually go to."

"Different how?" said Karen giggling.

"The music was different and..."

"And what?"

"There were a lot of black guys there," my wife said giggling a bit more.

"Did it make you feel uncomfortable?"

"A bit."

"You know my ex-husband would really get off on something like that. But that did not stop you from dancing with Earl.

"Well I like to dance and sometimes Mark does not want to dance all that much."

"Are you sure that you don't mean something else when you say: dancing?" Karen laughed.

My wife blushed and said 'no!' a bit to quickly making them laugh again. 

"You know some men are into being sexually subjugated by their wives. You know what happened between me and my husband. Now that might not be the best example as you know how that ended..."

My wife nodded her head.

"You know I still see Ted every now and then."

"You do?" asked my wife.

"Yes, when I left him and all it might have been too rash a decision, I missed him. So I invited him back as my cuckold slave. Sometimes he stays over and cleans the house and other times he..."

"What?"

"He stays to assist. You know clean up after my bull is done." Karen said blushing.

"Oh shit!"

Emboldened Karen went on "And other times he, uh, prepares him for me."

My wife stood there with her eyes wide open. "You mean? Is he..."

Karen laughed and told her of course not, it is just part of his submission; there is a strong element of humiliation in being a cuckold."

"A cuckold?" asked my wife pretending to not know the term.

"Yes! It used to be a fetish thing, now it is a bit more mainstream. They have websites and DVDs now. I don't know if it is women's lib or if it is white male guilt but it is really out there.. Why do you think your husband is into it?"

My wife thought for a second, debating how much to tell her friend. "Well, I caught Mark with some interracial porn on his computer and.."

"Hmmmm!" exclaimed Karen, "Is there anything else?"

"Not that I know of." My wife lied.

"Well you could check him out to see."

"How?"

"Well, when a movie is on with a black actor you could say how handsome and sexy he is and see how your husband reacts. Or you can say a coworker or some other black guy made a pass at you and see what happens. If he tries to bring it up later and get you to go into more detail he just might be into the whole cuckold scene. The question is are you?"

"I'm...married" my wife said.

"So was I. But you see how that worked out. Let me tell you it is different with black guys. Even beyond the size of their cocks, which is no small benefit in of itself."

"What else?"

"They are just so much into the fucking and it feels so forbidden. Especially with your husband watching or the reactions you get from other men and women when you go out. Some of the guys look threatened, or they leer at you knowing you are getting fucked by that monster sized black dick. Some of the women are disgusted or are looking at you thinking they'd like to try it. There are more people out there doing it than you expect."

"Really?"

"Um yeah! You know Gail? Her husband arranged a Mandingo party for her."

"What is that?"

"It is where a group of black guys fucks a woman, often they are paid by the husband to do so."

"Shit! You know the time a coworker did make a pass at me. Mark got angry, but later he did ask more about it. You don't think..."

"Well he could be trying to assure himself...but then again..."

"Hmmm! What else do you and Ted do, I mean with your lover."

"Well, like I said Ted preps him. Sometime with his hand...and sometimes with his mouth."

"Oh shit!" my wife giggled. "Does the guy, um, finish in..."

"Not yet! Also I have been training Ted with a strap-on. A big black strap on. Sometimes with my bull there."

"Oh no! You fuck your husband in the ass. What does he do?"

"He moans and cums buckets worth. I keep threatening him that if he does not cum enough I might have a real cock do him. Who knows maybe if your husband becomes a cuckold we can have them do each other. Your husband and Ted, we can dress them up as little French maids."

"That's silly."

The two women ignorant to my erotic pain continued to talk for another hour before Karen had to leave.

My wife left me in there for thirty more minutes before opening the door. She had changed into black stockings with a garter belt and a black cupless pushup bra. The high heels she had on lifted her ass high into the air and added to my agony. She went to the couch and sat down and spread her legs.. "If you are a good little slave I have a naughty treat for you," she said in a teasing voice.

"You liked hearing all that naughty talk between me and Karen? Didn't you?" I told her that I did then I went down on her licking her pussy. "Well then I have a special treat for you." She got up and went into the bathroom.

When she came back she had her hand over her left breast, teasingly she removed it revealing a black spade symbol, like on a deck of cards, in the middle was a "Q." It was a temporary "queen-of-spades tattoo" that some women wore to declare their preference for swinging with black men. I knew it was only temporary but it was very erotic. 

"You like?" I told her I did as I resumed licking her pussy.

"Look, right now I know this is all fantasy, but I have decided to take things a little bit further. You know that charity dance your gym is having?" I told her I did. "Well is that guy, the one that you always fight with, is he going to be there?" I told her he was, I did not like where this was going. "You said he has the biggest cock in the gym. Right?" I told her he did.

"Well I am going to that dance and I am going to dance with him. And midway through the dance you are going to get a migraine and are going to go home. I asked her how she was going to get back and then I realized what she had planned. I started to plead with her not to, she looked me in the eye and said that if that was the case this all stopped now. She would go into the bathroom and remove the tattoo.

"I want to ask you something. In lot of the stories online there is a thing where the wife is off the pill, meaning the black man she is sleeping with could get her pregnant. Why is that such a turn on?"

Sitting up on the couch next to her I told her it might have to do with that being the ultimate act of ownership, the expression of her preference for black men by mating with one. She nodded saying she understood the risk of pregnancy might seem erotic but was also dangerous.

"I don't think I'd like to play that game for real, but I could tease you about it if it would turn you on," she said as she unlocked my chastity device, freeing my throbbing cock from its cage.

She slowly stroked my cock and said, "So, if I have sex with a black guy you think he should not be wearing a rubber. You also think I should not be taking the pill. You know the risk of that right? Karen was telling me about a close call or two she had. You wouldn't want that to happen to me right?"

All I could do was moan.

"I mean me, taking a black cock into my fertile pussy unprotected, you know what could happen." I told her I did.

"I could get pregnant. And if I am going to do that I am going to find the biggest, strongest black guy out there to knock me up! Do you understand?" she said to me sweetly. 

"And of course you are going to have to watch. And you know what else? Between rounds you are going to have to clean up and get the stud ready."

I asked her what she meant, I knew what she meant by cleaning up, but getting the stud ready?

She laughed and said I would have to jerk his cock hard, "Or use your mouth to get his dick nice and ready for me."

I told her I did not think I wanted to suck on another guy's cock. She smiled and said I would. "And when I do get pregnant you know that I am going to let everyone know who the father is. That's what you want isn't it? To let everyone know that I have been made that way by someone else. You'd like that. And trust me I'd let everyone know. Of course my mother would never speak to me again, but then again neither would yours. Or your boss. Or your secretary for that matter."

The thought of the embarrassment was too much for me, and this time she let me cum in one long screaming orgasm.

"Feel better?" she asked.

I nodded, "Well get it up again and plow me with that small cock of yours, and maybe this time I will feel something for a change," she said as she turned around on the couch sticking her ass high in the air. I could feel my cock start to recover and soon I was sliding inside of her as I reached around to play with her dangling tits.

We changed positions, I got on the coffee table and she sat on my lap and bounced up and down on my cock. I put my arms around her waist and held her stationary so I could thrust into her with maximum force.

"You will never be as good as a black man," She said to torment me as I fucked her. When I came she left the room and went into the bedroom. She propped all four pillows against her back and drew her knees high up.

"Well...clean me up," she said as the cum dripped out of her making a dark stain on the sheets.

"You have to be joking."

"Do it now or you are cut off. You wanted to play this game so now show me you are serious. Lick it,"

I still refused.

"If you are not down here by the count of three that is it. Maybe we ought to go and try some couples counseling instead. And you know how fun that is."

She dipped her finger into her pussy and stirred it around.

"One," Oh crap is this where I sold my dignity?

"Two," maybe she would not do anything.

"Three," as she said it I got onto the bed.

"On your back. Now!" she hovered over my face then she plopped down.

I kept my mouth shut for a second then realizing I had no recourse I stuck my tongue out, nearly gagging as I tasted my own seed in her sweaty pussy.

"Don't worry, black cum will taste much better," she said grasping and jerking my cock off as I serviced her. "Lick it deeper my little cuckold. And what was that other thing I saw happening in those videos? What did they call it? Oh yes! Servicing the bull. Well maybe I will buy a strap on and train you with it."

I did not know if she was serious but at that time I exploded all over her tits and hands which she made me lick off as she told me what a good looking "cum sucker" I was. 

Fully recovered I had her get on her knees and suck my cock. Then I tossed her onto the bed and fucked her until I came again. Grabbing her hair I fingered her pussy as she sucked me hard yet again and told her I was going to fuck her ass.

"You want to fuck me in the ass, well you first. Humbled she got on all fours. I got out the lube she had used on her dildo and lubed my cock up. I went to her lingerie draw and took out her vibrator and after turning it on I pushed it inside her pussy, the noise muffled by being inside of her. Slowly I pushed my cock up her ass.

"Oh shit! Fuck me hard! Fuck me like the slut I am.

As I fucked her I slapped her ass. Reaching around I pinched her nipples hard. She bucked and came. I made her say she was my little whore.

I pulled out of her and took the vibrator out of her pussy and pushed it into her asshole. Telling her to finger herself I made her lean her head over the edge of the bed and fucked her throat until I came. 

We laid there holding each other. She said she still loved me and that any time I wanted to stop she would, it was all a game, a turn on and nothing more.

I thought about it and told her I still wanted her to go to the dance.



Dear, We Have to Talk Ch. 03



The Dance

My wife had gone on my computer and had found my stash of cuckold porn, now she was exploring the fantasy with me, but how far would it go. I worried would it break us up like what had happened to her girlfriend Karen, or would it make our relationship stronger? 

I bought the tickets for the dance half not believing my wife would go through with her plan. The night of the dance, however, all hopes were squashed. She came downstairs in tight blue dress that her tits barely stayed in.

"You like?" she said turning around.

I told her I did, but I also noticed that the edge of the "queen of spades" temporary tattoo was showing, she laughed and said only a bit of it was showing.

"But what if someone sees it?"

"If they see the whole thing I think you have a lot more to worry about than that," she laughed. For the first time I realized she might actually do what I fantasized about. I felt a mixture of fear and arousal as she walked out the door with me.

At the dance my rival: big, buff, Henry was there. We greeted each other tensely as he looked my wife up and down. Part of me wanted to slug him but my wife instead greeted him with a smile and spent just a bit too much time talking to him and laughing at his jokes.

After a half hour on the dance floor my wife said to me that I was getting a headache and would be leaving shortly. She also told me to leave the house lights off and to watch my cell phone.

At home I waited as one hour turned into two, then into four. Finally a text came through: "Coming home shortly look out at the driveway."

Fifteen minutes later Henry's truck pulled into the driveway. My wife and him were talking, this went on for about ten minutes. He leaned towards her and tried to kiss her, but she pushed him back.

They talked some more. Then with a quick look towards the house she turned around and kissed him. He laughed and they continued to talk some more. She said something and he shook his head. Then he reached down, the door blocked my view but it looked like he was opening his pants. I could not believe she was going to do this right in our driveway.

He then he must have pulled his cock out, even from where I was sitting I could see that my wife's eyes were opening wide in disbelief.

He said something to her, then it looked like he was jerking himself off while she watched.

After a few minutes he said something to her again, she looked in my direction, or at least the direction of the house and then back at him. She kissed him again, a long deep kiss and then slowly she reached over and she grabbed his cock and started to rub it.

She stopped and kissed him again and continued to pump his dick, I could not see it but I envisioned her hand around that fat black pole of his as he savored humiliating me through my wife.

As they continued to make out he squeezed her tits, she pumped him faster and faster, suddenly his head rocked back and forth as he came. She seemed to pump him for another minute then she stopped and they laughed. 

They sat in the truck for another minute then she got out and went around to the front door. I wanted to ask her what went on. She put her finger in front of her mouth to shush me. I noticed the dark stains on her dress, was it his cum?

She took off her dress and peeled off her underwear, in a quiet, pleading voice she pleaded "Fuck me please. Fuck me now!"

That night her fucking was intense, frantic and desperate. An hour or so later we fell asleep in each others' arms.

The next day my wife got up early and made me breakfast but she did not say a thing about what had happened that night. I knew better than to provoke a fight with her, so I waited until she was ready, I did notice that she had scrubbed her "queen of spades" tattoo off of her.

A week later she sat down on the couch in the middle of a sit-com and shut off the set.

"Look I am sorry about last week-it's just that I had some thinking to do. After you left Henry moved right in, we danced several times. I am telling you this as there might be some talk in the gym. I broke off with him when I felt they might say or see too much and had a few drinks."

"I really intended to take a car service home, but it was late and there was none about, then Henry pulled up, I really debated not taking the ride but I was buzzed and it had started to rain. On the way in we stopped for coffee. At the diner I realized that people were treating us differently, looking at me different because I was white and he was black. And in some way I felt, I don't know...liberated. Don't ask me why."

"Afterwards we pulled up to the driveway and we sat there talking. I assured him you were most likely asleep at that point. We were joking around about me being in the truck with him and what the neighbor's would think."

He said; "Who gives a shit what the neighbors think, I am just curious why a hot chick like you has never been with a black guy before."

"There was silence then I made a stupid joke about rhythm or something and he laughed and started to open his pants. I turned my face away but then I had to look and honey, it was huge. I mean not just big but huge and it was not even fully hard yet."

"I kissed him and then he said it was going to get bigger still and he started to jerk it off right in front of me. He told me he just wanted me to watch. I saw no harm in it and thought it would give you a thrill.

"I watched his cock and it grew bigger and bigger with every stroke. I mean we have watched videos together but just seeing it there. Wow! I just could not help myself. I reached over. He stopped and took his hand away and looked at me, then I reached forward slowly put my fingers around his cock. I knew you were watching. I was so afraid that one of the neighbors might see me. But it added to the thrill. He promised me he'd never mention this to anyone."

"His cock got still got fatter and fatter in my hand until I could barely get my fingers around it. I really don't think it would fit inside of me," my wife said blushing though I knew it would as my own cock throbbed at the thought of that happening.

"He reached over and started to play with my tits. He tried to get his hand between my legs but I told him no, but I did let him squeeze my breasts. I got scared someone my see us and pumped his cock faster and faster. Soon he told me that he was going to cum and I realized I had no place for him to shoot his load. So I decided to aim it at my dress, to give you a trophy of what I had done. He groaned and shot his load and I really thought the cum would never end, I was soaked. He leaned over me and gave me one more kiss asking me if I'd be okay. I told him you'd be asleep."

At that point my cock was rock hard she took it and started to slowly jerk it off.

"Look I started this is part of a fantasy, your fantasy. But now...I don't know, it excites me. Not just to tease you but to see how far I will go. We are on risky ground right now. But I think I could stop if you ask me. If not...well you know where this might lead to and I don't know if you are really ready for it."

I told her I was.

"Really? Truly? You want me to go all the way and really become a hot wife? You know when this happens that there is no going back. There is no rewind," she said jerking my shaft off.

I understood that and told her so, even though there was some fear it was mixed with arousal.

She got down on her knees and gave me one of the nastiest blow jobs I have ever had. She took my load and swallowed it. When she was done she said "Fine. Remember I gave you a way out. So, that might be the last blow job you get for a while."

"I was thinking, maybe on vacation we could really explore this and see where we are going." For the first week we would be home, then for the second week we were going to Las Vegas, I could feel my cock throb a mile a minute.

"But that is in a few months, first I think I want to talk to Karen, catch her up on everything."

"Everything?"

"Everything!"



Dear, We Have to Talk Ch. 04



My wife, Mindy, had discovered my secret stash on interracial cuckold porn on the computer. Rather than getting mad we decided to explore the fantasy. With each new adventure my wife came closer and closer to being fucked by another man's cock. I knew I could stop it at any time and that was the danger of the game, the ability to stop and not doing so. Now she was going to talk to her friend Karen who was already living the cuckold lifestyle with her husband...

Karen and Mindy talked as I sat in the closet, naked except for the chastity device locked around my throbbing cock.

After some coffee and gossip my wife nervously looked at her and then relayed the whole story.

"Wow! And that is as far as you have taken it? With someone from his own gym? How do you feel?"

"Excited and at the same time scared. What if I get into it too much? What if I fall for one of the bulls?"

"It could happen, to be honest with you. But that is some of the risk and also some of the excitement. Though if you love your husband you will realize that part of what you do is for him in which case your marriage will hold together."

"Well there is something else," my wife said getting up and slowly walking to the closet.

Was she really going to open the door? At the last minute she turned around and walked away. I really am thinking of taking it further, that is why I had him go out and buy a box of rubbers, the extra big kind."

Karen laughed a bit and then asked if one box would be enough.

My wife laughed also, then Karen told my wife about an erotic shop that was well known for its glory holes, places where she could further to try out a black cock without any commitment.

My wife actually took down the address but after Karen left nothing further was said about it until the weekend. 

The earlier part of the day had been spent going shopping, my wife bought shorter skirts, tighter sweaters and sexier underwear saying she was going to start wearing them to work.

I could feel my cock throb, she saw the look on my face and smiled saying that is what I had wanted and that was what I was going to get.

We headed out of town a bit and then pulled into the parking lot of the store Karen mentioned. I scanned the lot to see if there were any cars we might recognize. My wife and I went into the store, which had a surprising mix of men and women. After glancing around we headed to one of the video booths. 

After swiping a pre-purchased card a video came on of some blonde getting hammered by a group of black guys. My wife got onto my lap on and bounced lightly asking if I liked what I was seeing. I grabbed her tits and squeezed them gently telling her I did. 

Five minutes into the film we heard a noise behind the wall followed by a cough, then though a hole in the wall emerged a huge black cock. My wife was surprised for a second then looked at me then back at the cock.

It was huge, at least eight inches and it was not even fully hard yet. I had written stories about this (as she had pointed out on numerous times) but the reality was much more intense. My wife hesitated for a second then slowly reached out and grasped the unknown cock in front of her.

Looking at me again to be sure that I was paying attention she yanked on it, and almost immediately it started to grow.

"Well if I recall correctly you wrote several stories about wives at glory holes. So what do you think? Is reality better?" she said as she jerked off the anonymous cock.

I could feel my own cock grow hard and at the same time I was acutely aware of how much smaller my own cock was in comparison to his. With each stroke of her hand it grew larger and thicker. She ground her ass against my agonized cock.

"Lock that door and take out your cock," she ordered coldly.

Once I locked the door of the booth she signaled me to come over to her. She held my cock up by his to illustrate how much smaller my cock was than the bigger one she was jerking off. My wife was turning into a size queen right before my eyes.

She spit into her palm and continued to service the cock in front of her ignoring my own throbbing member.

"Get on your knees!" she said pointing to the floor in front of her. I hesitated for a moment but I knew she would not give the order again. As she jerked off his shaft she told me to pull down her panties, I reached up her skirt and did so. She had me lick her pussy while she played with his cock.

Feeling bolder she pulled up her sweater top and took one of her tits out of her bra, she had me turn around and watched as she held her boob in one hand and with the other pressed his fat cock heard against her tit. The man on the other side made a groan.

"I'd bet you'd like to see his cum all over me. Wouldn't you?" I told her I would. 

"Well then you are going to help out. Come here. She took my hand by the wrist. "Come on I have seen you write about it in your stories. Come on do it."

I wanted to tell her no, but knew I could not deny her. "Come on! I want you to see what a real cock feels like," she scolded. "Do it now or I am leaving here now," In shame I reached out and took his cock in my hand. Like in all my stories it did feel so much bigger than my own cock. I was worried the man might object to my hand around his prick but he did not.

"Rub it up and down, feel what a real manhood feels like. Not like your small cock with its micro-load, You are so disgusting jerking off another man," she taunted. 

She took a small waste paper basket from the corner of the room and pushed it towards me, putting it under my cock telling me that is where my seed belonged. 

"Spit in your hand. Nice and wet. And keep jerking yourself off and when you cum it is going into that can. While his cum is going where it should all over my tits."

"Stroke that cock!" she ordered. "Faster! You fucking worthless wimp!" she said, I could feel his cock twitch and then he erupted spraying his seed all over my wife's tits and neck. His cum seemed to splash out forever. 

She ordered me to squeeze the shaft to get every last drop out. I kept jerking him until he was limp and then I felt him pull back from the hole.

My wife looked down at me through her glasses, "Keep jerking! Come on! I want to see your little white cock cum. That's it! Put all that worthless cum into that garbage can where it belongs!" she said as I erupted into the garbage can with what felt like the biggest load of my life. All the time she taunted me as she rubbed his cum deeply into her tits.

When I recovered she put her tit back into her bra and pulled her sweater back down.

"Uh honey?" she said as another black cock emerged from the glory hole. At first I was not sure if it was the same one or not.

It wiggled and my wife looked at me as if she was nerving herself up. She turned back towards the hole and got onto her knees motioning for me to get down by her side.

Her hand reach around his cock getting a grip, then she yanked on it a few times, I could tell this was a different cock, it was thicker than the first but a bit shorter, though still bigger than mine. She reached over and gave my cock a firm long squeeze through my pants.

"I bet you have fantasies about watching me suck on a big black cock while you watch. Don't you? Well I will do it provided you kiss his cock first, come on you know you want to see me do it. Come on!" she said wiggling it in her hand as she pointed it at me.

A big part of the cuckold fantasy is the humiliation that the wife puts upon the husband followed by the jealousy the husband feels as he realizes the wife has the control of their sex life and chooses other men over him.

She waved the cock at me as she grabbed my head and pushed it towards his cock. I thought we were in private and alone and it was what she wanted. And the thought of her sucking on that fat cock was more than I could take. I leaned forward bracing myself, but at the last minute she pulled it away laughing.

"Yuck! You almost did it! Get away from me! You disgust me!" she said, I could not tell if she was acting or not as she made me sit in the corner of the booth furthest away from her. She looked at me again to make sure I was looking at her and then kissed his cock, she opened her mouth as wide as she could and took it in. Her face was distorted as her lips wrapped skintight around his cock. She jerked his cock and sucked his shaft, taking time out to verbally abuse me saying I should be there sucking his cock instead of her.

"You probably would hog all the cum!" she said then took his cock back in her mouth. She pulled up her sweater and bra up and rubbed his cock head all over her tits as she jerked and sucked him off. 

When he started to moan she jammed his cock back in her mouth and took his load. She coughed once or twice but she swallowed his seed and kept sucking until his cock started to shrink.

The man on the other side pulled his cock back into the hole, then a piece of paper was tossed in. My wife picked it up and read it, chuckled and put it in her purse. She took out a tissue and wiped off the remains of her ruined lipstick.

She told me to get up and then she gave me a quick kiss scolding me by saying that she bet that I hoped that I could still taste the cum on her mouth.

We waited a few minutes then left the store quickly, there were some guys hanging out, and we wondered if one or two of them might be the guys from the booth.

At home she undressed and sat on the couch with her legs spread as I licked her again. She ordered me not to touch my cock as I serviced her.

"As part of being my little cuckold you will have to clean up around here," she said and I wondered what she was up to. "And I have decided to eventually make you my little sissy maid."

I had written a story or two about men being feminized but never did I think my own wife would do that to me.

"And if you want to see the day that I am taken by a big black cock you will be a good little cuck and not open the boxes that are going to be arriving over the next few weeks."

After she had cum she sat me on the couch and she took my cock in her hand. She started to jerk me off making me pledge to say when I was going to cum. She was going to give me another "ruined orgasm." The last time she did this to me she jerked me to climax but let go as I came so I ejaculated but had no orgasm. This time though she put her thumb over my cock as I screamed that I was cumming. Then she let go, sperm spurted from my cock but I felt no relief only an erotic agony.

"Now if you want to cum tonight for real you are going to lick my breasts clean. Come on I know you want to do it. I have read enough of your stories. Come on my little maid to be, lick my breasts," she said holding them up to me and pinching her nipples. 

When we had got home I wondered if she had cleaned herself off as she had gone into the bathroom for a few minutes. She dangled her breasts in front of my face. Still raging horny from my denied orgasm I stuck my tongue out and licked her nipple, not knowing if she had cleaned it off or not.

She offered me her other nipple and I sucked on it.

"Now lick my breasts, don't be shy clean them off," she teased. I did not taste anything so I have to assume she was playing with me.

"Oh! You are so good at cleaning up other men's messes," she said.

"You know I was thinking," she said as she snatched her breasts away from me, holding them as she talked to me. "Remember when I wanted to get a boob job to make the girls a bit bigger?"

I remember my wife had talked about it a bit, I had even used the idea in some of my stories.

"Well what if I did do that? Think of it. I bet the guys would really start staring at me, well after my first real fuck I am going to have you buy that for me as a present," she said.

"Now I want you know you have been a good little cuckold so you can jerk off all you want downstairs in the guest bedroom as I need my sleep tonight," she said.

I asked her why, she chuckled and said, "Didn't I tell you? I put in a transfer to work in the downtown office. You know they have been wanting me to work there for years," I was shocked, in the past she said she did not want to, mainly because the downtown office was, well, downtown. A lot of the black men worked there. Suddenly I saw her point and my cock began to rise again even as I felt threatened.

After a nearly sleepless night I got up early, my wife, however, was nearly finished dressing. She had on high heels, stockings, a short mini skirt and a tight black, low cut sweater that showed off her boobs to their best advantage.

She was finishing putting on her makeup, a bit sexier than usual, she laughed saying she wanted to make a good impression on her first day at the new office, so maybe the next day she would go to work with no bra. As she left early taking a car service rather than drive in with me I wondered what I had unleashed, and if I could stop it, and more importantly if I wanted it to stop.

I went to work thinking all day about my wife at her new office showing off her new look. A little bit after lunch she sent me a text with a photo. The text said "Me and my new coworkers!" and the picture had her sitting in a booth at lunch with several black guys and one or two black women. Of course some of the guys seemed clustered around her.

Even when she went out to the supermarket she would dress up sexy and if I went with her she'd flirt without shame. The paradox was that the more jealous she made me the more attentive I would be to her.

I was wondering what would happen next, at first I knew she had done some of this to both fulfill the fantasies she had seen on my computer, but some of it now was for her. What was just a role to her had become a lifestyle. 

"You know some of the girls and guys from the office are going out to a club next week after work and I am going with them. There is going to be some drinking and some dancing and I don't know what else, but I suppose you like it that way," she said walking away from me after squeezing my cock and laughing.



Dear, We Have to Talk Ch. 05



My wife Mindy had found my stash of cuckold porn on my computer, rather than get angry she decided to explore my fantasy, but with each new experience she got deeper and deeper into the world of interracial sex and humiliation. It was only a matter of time before her one big taboo, of being fucked by another man would happen...

It had been several weeks since my wife had went out with her new coworkers. At home alone I jerked off over what had happened, making sure not to stain my panties. She had decided that I no longer deserved to wear men's underwear and so one day I had come home to find all my male underwear gone, replaced by panties.

Mindy had left for work that morning dressed super sexy in a tight blue dress that showed off all her curves. After work they had gone to a nearby restaurant, she had let everyone know in the office that she was married; knowing that some guys would not care.

There were four guys and five women plus her. One of the other women was white, one was Hispanic and the other three black. There was some tension both around the table and at the table. She said she had got some nasty glares from some other couples and some nods and winks from others. But at the table two of the black women were outwardly hostile to her and made veiled and not so veiled inferences that she was trying to poach their men and if she knew what was good for her she would not do so. When the ladies went to the bathroom the third black woman said she knew my wife was only out to have some fun but she better be wary of office politics and all. It put a slight bit of a chill on the rest of the evening.

When the two women who were hostile towards my wife came out of the bathroom they decided to call it a night they were kind of shocked that the other woman and none of the men joined them. 

The remainder of the party took a cab over to a night spot. My wife said she felt like she was in danger and intrigued at the same time. William, one of her coworkers asked her to dance and she did not care about office gossip. She said there was something sexy and powerful about being on the dance floor and dancing with another man.

After a few dances and some drinks she danced with another one of the guys, he tried to say something to her but the music was too loud. 

At that point, just as the song ended she went to sit down. She thought she had heard someone calling to her and excused herself, it was Henry, the guy from the gym, my semi-friendly rival, who my wife, when she first discovered my secret stash of cuckold porn, had later jerked off in his truck.

He asked where I was and she told him I was at home, he laughed at the news.

"Well a girl has got to have her fun," she laughed back. 

As it happened Henry knew the second guy my wife had been dancing with, Eric. Henry came back to the table with my wife and talked some more and had a few more drinks. When the party started to break up Henry offered to give my wife a lift home and she accepted.

I got a text from Mindy saying that she had met Henry at the club and that she was going to get a lift home from him. 

On the way in Henry pointed out where he lived and asked my wife if she wanted to come up for a moment. She thought about it and said she would, just for a bit as she had to go to work the next morning.

She texted me that she was stopping at Henry's place. I wanted to text her back but knew she would not reply. That was the last text I got from her. I stood up nearly all night waiting for her, calling out sick from work so I could continue to wait for her. I was inches away from calling the police when Henry's truck pulled up and my wife hopped out as he peeled out. 

She came in the house giving me a deep kiss, she smelled sweaty and looked a mess, she ran into the shower without saying anything to me other than asking for me to lay out some clean clothes for her as she had to run to work. 

Midway through the day my phone vibrated, there was a text from my wife with a picture attached, it had her hand wrapped around a huge black cock, which I assumed was Henry's. In the message she had written a list of chores and a promise of a surprise if I did them all.

A few hours later she sent me another text asking me if I had done everything she had requested, I texted her back that I had. She told me that when she came home I had better be naked for I had a busy weekend ahead; a very busy weekend.

I was told to go up to her dresser and look in the top draw. I opened it and found something that made me almost pass out; there were four rubbers, they were used and included the wrappers, they were the ones I had bought in the beginning, when I thought that this was only a fantasy. One rubber was knotted at the end and was full of that night's seamen. 

I could not believe it. Was it a hoax? A game? I pondered, however, deep down in my gut I did not think so.

Time seemed to stand still until my wife finally came home. 

She gave me a big kiss, the sort of long lingering kiss that involves her pressing her body against me. Then she yawned making it a point to tell me again how she had no sleep the other night and she would tell me all about it Friday.

It seemed forever until Friday would come, I went to work and when I came home not only was my wife at home but so was her friend Karen. Karen was deeply into the whole hot wife and cuckold lifestyle. She even left her husband for a well-endowed stud, however, her husband still came over to be their live-in slave when needed.

Both women stopped talking in the kitchen when I came in. I wondered if my wife had told her everything or not. I said hello and then Karen turned to my wife. My wife looked at me and told me to come over to the table. 

"Don't sit!" she ordered, I was just about to tell Karen about my night out with Henry, so you might as well listen."

"We went up to his place and there was a lot of tension, it was a nice little apartment. So he brought me a beer, I tried to beg off because I had to go to work the next morning."

My wife looked at me and told me I was to stay standing with my hands at my sides until she was done talking.

"He brought up about the time that I had given him a hand job in his truck. I told him it was sort of a one-time thing. He asked me if that was always going to hold true. He set his beer down on the kitchen counter and came up to me. He took my hand and guided it to his cock and it was fully hard. Before I knew it I had my hand around it and was jerking him off."

At this point I felt my own cock, to my embarrassment, starting to rise. I was more embarrassed to have this happening right in front of Karen. She looked at me and gave a small giggle as my wife went on.

"He started to kiss me and squeeze my tits and I thought about what was going to happen next. I wondered if should just get him off quickly and leave, reminding him I am a married woman and all. I broke away from him to swallow back the rest of my beer and to give myself a second to think of what I was going to do next."

"Then I thought about my husband, and this whole cuckold thing. All that porn on his computer with white women getting fucked by black men. Or more precisely the one right in front of me and how much it would excite my husband at home. Before we knew it we were kissing, his hands squeezing my tits as I felt his tight muscular ass."

"We kind of stumbled into his bedroom peeling off each other's clothing. He sucked on my tits while I undid his belt. I had to slow things down a bit so I asked him to take off the rest of his clothes and sit down on the bed... I don't know if I was still debating things or not. Part of me wanted to run out of there and go straight back home; but another part of me wanted to see what would happen."

"I made Henry promised several times not to talk about what was going to happen. He promised up-and-down that he would not say anything further laughed about it saying he did not want to start a fight in the gym. My hands did not seem to be under my own control as I removed my clothing. Henry was naked by that time and I could not believe how muscular and tight and black his body looked. I knew more than the taboo of marriage was about to be violated."

At this point my wife and Karen remembered that I still existed and Karen suggested that we continue this conversation in the living room, an idea my wife endorsed heartily. The two women sat on the couch while I was forced to stand up, my wife again reminded me to keep my hands at my side at all times.

Karen looked over at my rising erection "My but it is a small thing," she said laughing giving it a small pat with her hand. Both her and my wife laughed, "I don't know how you managed all these years."

"He does have his uses around the house, and after all it was kind of his idea in the first place!" she said rubbing it in to my anguish because in truth it was my fault; but I also questioned had my internet explorations encouraged her to discover her own fantasies. Deep down underneath it all I wondered if it was something she had wanted to do all along. She did seem to relish her new dominant role.

"Naked except for my stockings and garter belt I got down on my knees in front of him. It was amazing how much attention he paid to me as I wrapped my hand around his huge cock. I had done it before in his truck, but now with the lights on it was something else. I gave it a few pumps up-and-down to him let them know I was there. Then I lowered my mouth to give it a kiss. All the time I could see how much bigger it was than my husband's," she said knowing the pain and jealousy it would cause me. Paradoxically it also excited me which I think is one of the key elements to all cuckold fantasies; but in this case it was becoming now and forever my reality.

"Wow! That is so exciting, I remember the first time I did it but my husband was there watching."

My wife give a little smirk saying that in the future I would watch, "But in a way this doubles his agony," she sipped her coffee and then said: "Too bad other things can't be doubled!" This led them to laugh yet again at my expense.

"When I took his cock in my mouth it barely fit. I took your advice and put one hand around the base and took it in as deep as I could. It tasted so manly. It is the only way I could describe it. He looked down at me and ran his fingers through my hair and brushed my cheek. Then he got me up and had me sit on the bed as he licked my pussy. I know a lot of women say black guys don't want to eat pussy but he definitely did."

"Then when I could not take it anymore he got up and went to his bedside table and took out some condoms and handed me one. My hands trembled so much that I could barely open the wrapper. That is why the next time I do it maybe you should open the wrapper," she said looking at me.

"Or even slip it on him!" added Karen.

Both women laughed at my discomfort and embarrassment. Karen went on to joke about how I should be trained to get the stud ready and clean up after him.

"I managed to roll that rubber onto his cock, and even though it was designed for men who are extra big it seemed to fit way too snug. He spread my legs wide, holding them up as he pushed against me. This was the moment you have been waiting for dear so listen good," she said, "I felt his massive dark cock press against me and then came the point of no return- it slid inside of me. What you exclusively owned was now his and boy did he ever use it. He fucked me for hours deeper and harder than I have ever been fucked before and well you know the rest. Oh and if you are keeping track of what I did by the condoms I left you I should let you know your count is one short as I blew him and swallowed his cum before I left to go home."

I did not know if I could take any more but they had other plans for me.

"Take off your clothes, now!" Karen ordered, I stood still until my wife told me to do what she said.

I stripped down to my panties, but Karen ordered me to remove them also. "Well it's not horrible but it's not huge either she said, smacking my cock.

"Bring over that waste paper basket. Now I understand that the first time you saw your wife actually play with a black cock she made you jerk off into a garbage pail. Is that true?" 

I nodded remembering the time in the back of the porn shop.

"Good now show your wife what a good little cuckold you are by jerking your load into that can," Karen said as she undid the buttons on her blouse, she looked over at my wife and she did the same; the women stood before me topless. Karen's tits were far bigger than my wife's by at least a cup size or two. They kneaded their breasts in front of me. My wife put her tits in front of my face and then snatched them away laughing saying that they were not for me anymore.

"You know why?" she said sweetly, I knew but I had to ask her, "Because they are exclusively for men who are big, black and better than you will ever be. Sorry honey that is the truth," she said as I shot a monster sized load into the garbage can.

My wife handed me a paper towel to clean up but did not invite me to get dressed. 

"You know it is a good evening to go out," said Karen as my wife agreed taking out the pink male chastity device and locking my cock in.

"Fortunately I brought my clothing over said Karen, as she started to strip. My wife went to the bedroom to find an outfit to wear, choosing a tight black sweater and leather skirt.

Karen told me to help my wife on with her stockings, I was inches away from her pussy but knew I could no longer touch it without her permission, what was once mine I had schemed to give away and had succeeded. I fastened her garter belt. Then I slid panties on for both women. I helped Karen on with her black leather dress and while she put on her shoes my wife had me help her on with her sweater and skirt. The bra she had on pulled her cleavage up to good effect made even better by her tight sweater.

Totally ignoring my feelings my wife put on the last of her makeup and grabbed her purse telling me not to wait up but to keep my phone by my side.

A half hour later I got a buzz on the phone with a message that my wife and Karen were at the club. A picture followed of my wife at the bar, then nothing for an hour as I fell into my routine of cleaning the house while waiting for my wife to call next.

I received a short video clip of my wife on the dance floor dancing with a black guy, they danced very close together and I think I saw her actually brush his crotch with her hand while up there. My cock throbbed but it was trapped in the chastity device and my wife had the key.

The next photo was of the group at a restaurant, somebody else had to have taken the photograph. In a way it just added to my anguish as much as the sex; the thought of my wife feeling free enough to go out in public with someone else.

The next call I got was from Karen when they had gone back to her house. I could hear some laughing in the background on the part of my wife. I was told not to wait up but that they would be back in a few hours. I could hear the men laughing in the background.

The agony was terrible; I was surprised when in a few hours later when the doorbell rang, it was my wife and Karen. I could see there were cum stains on both of the women's dresses. Karen went to get the key to unlock my chastity device.

"Honey, I realize that we have been a bit too hard on you," she said opening her sweater, so here is the deal, we are going to let you fuck us both, taking turns, but there is something you are going to have to do first," she said as Karen slipped off her dress and bra."

In the light their boobs had a certain sort of shine from which I could tell the guys must have cum on their tits. From their purses each took two knotted condoms. Karen commented that normally she went bareback but not this time; they wanted to show what sort of sluts they had been. 

Karen came over to me and kissed me assertively telling me to be a good little cuck. I had at another time tasted my own seed, but never someone else's. She held up her tit and told me to lick it, to clean it even more assertively. I wanted to gag but she did not back down.

"If you don't do it now it is going to be a long time until you have some real pussy so you better think of what you want," my wife barked at me.

My tongue went out and licked Karen's nipple, I tasted the odd salty taste and gagged a bit more, making them both laugh, as that same funk is what I had wanted my wife to swallow.

I licked clean each of Karen's breasts to her satisfaction. Then I licked my wife's tits for what seemed like the first time in months. "That's it!" she purred. Lick that cum off. Perhaps one day soon you will get some straight from the source," I became alarmed but they just laughed

My wife had me get down on the floor. Karen squatted on me and sat down on my cock, making a small "Oh!" noise she commented that it was so tiny and began to bounce down up and down on it. The relief I felt was unimaginable as before this I only had my hand and that was on rare occasions, this island of relative normalcy made me realize how far my sex life had drifted from it.

Karen who looked down at me and said "Open your mouth!" then she spit into it; I tried to close my mouth. She stopped fucking me and pinched my nipples hard telling me I knew the consequences if I refused. 

"Open up dear!" she said and leaned forward like a vampire about to bite a victim, then she spit into my mouth again. Karen started bouncing up and down on my cock again, just as I readied myself to cum my wife leaned down and spit into my mouth and I swallowed it back just as my cock came inside of Karen. They both joked that someday I might be made to swallow something else; then laughed again.

Karen commented that I had shot a big load for a guy with such a small cock. Karen stood on top of me working my cock with her pussy muscles alone until it was hard again. Then my wife, finally got on top of my cock and let myself slide into her.

"Just remember, since the last time you have been inside of me two other men, two black men have been inside of me also," she said.

Karen squatted her pussy down on top of my face ordering me to eat the "cream-pie" I had left inside of her. It was humiliating but it bothered me less than licking their tits clean.

I came all too quickly inside of my wife who then switched places with Karen as I was made to clean her out also. When the women were done with me they had me get up, but did not let me clean myself off and ordered me to make some coffee for them.

As I turned to leave Karen grabbed my cock and said "Such a good little slave! You don't think I could buy him? Do you?"

My wife laughed and said, "No but you can barrow him. You know I have made up my mind I am going to get that boob job I have wanted to get," I was a bit shocked she looked at me and said teasingly, "Think about how many other men are going to stare at them," as my cock rose up again they both laughed at me. Little did I know my humiliation was just going to begin.



Dear, We Have to Talk Ch. 06



I was in the house by myself for a month while my wife and Karen went abroad to get her augmentation done where the price was a lot lower, they made a vacation of it. When I picked her up from the airport it was a cold November day, but even through her coat I could tell her figure had changed radically. She had done a makeover, her hair short and blond now she looked sexier than ever.

When she got home Karen took the cab down the block to her house. I turned around and my wife had her jacket off, she had on a sun-dress she had bought nearby the clinic and I was stunned. Her pert little 32Cs had turned into a serious pair of 38Ds. Just be looking at her I could tell she was emboldened, more confident in her sexuality than ever before. 

She squeezed my cock through my pants and asked me if I liked them, all I could do was stammer making her laugh.

"There was a guy, by the pool at the resort that liked them too, and you know what? Me and Karen jerked his fat cock off of course she took him back to her room as the doctors told me no strenuous activity for the next few weeks. I hope I don't get out of shape, which is why I got this..." she said showing me a gym membership, it was to my gym, the gym where my rival Henry worked out, Henry was also the guy my wife slept with putting me officially into the role of a cuckold.

Ever since she had been with Henry he had been a little nicer to me around the gym, I don't know if it was because he was afraid I'd find out and do something to him or was it because he was laughing inside knowing he had fucked my wife behind my back. I did not know. All I knew that this was most likely another part of her plan, based on the stories and porn she had found on my computer, to make me suffer like the cuckolds in those stories and films did.

"You have been so good to me so you deserve a little treat," she said as she slipped off her sundress. She then took off her bra while telling me to take out my cock. She put her hand around it and started to jerk me off as I stared at her huge new huge boobs.

I felt like I was going to cum, she laughed at me and told me this time she was going to bring me all the way through to orgasm, "But you have to do something for me first," she said.

She went out of the room and came back with a pair of panties, stockings and a garter belt, "Put these on if you want me to finish. It was a little awkward putting them on but she showed me how to clip the hose to the garter belt.

"Oh! You look like such a perfect little cuckold," she said as she took my cock back into her hands. She lifted her breasts with the other hand and had me suck her nipple warning me that I should not get too used to it as her new breasts were mostly for big black men. I came squirting all over her stomach, she milked my cock until it exploded all over her stomach.

"Wow! You really did need some relief!" she said after having me go get her a towel to clean off. "I am willing to bet you have another big load in there," she said as I could feel myself starting to get hard again. "but first I want you do something else for me," she said walking me over to the bedroom.

She went into a draw in the dresser where she had been putting away things for me, and took out a leather skirt, "Put this on, come on don't be shy! In those stories you downloaded the husband often had to dress up as, what is that term? Oh yes, a sissy. And there was all the stories about him servicing the bull for the wife, well you must have liked them as you bookmarked so many of them," she said.

"Come on, slip it on," she half ordered, she helped me zip up the zipper. "Nice and only halfway done. But next time I will have you shave your legs!" she laughed.

She took out a padded bra with false breasts built in and helped me on with it followed by a gold colored sweater. "I wonder how your coworkers would feel about seeing you like this? I bet they would," before I could say anything she took out her cellphone and snapped a photo.

I got a bit upset and she told me to relax that the photo she had just taken was not going to be the worst thing to happen to me that night.

She applied some basic lipstick and foundation, telling me she would train me to do more later. Lastly she took out a wig, a blond wig, jokingly saying that it matched her new color, and put it on me. 

She had me stand up and turn around commenting that she had not done a bad job, given what she had to work with. Then from her desk draw she took out something I was familiar with, my male chastity device and told me to take out my cock.

I started to argue and she told me she had another lesson to teach me.

"Remember in that booth you little slut when you almost kissed that huge black cock I sucked off. Well one of these days you will have to service a bull," she said as despite my pleading she locked the device in place.

"Well I want to make sure that you are well trained she said going to her closet, which she had had a lock installed on. Taking the key from the top of her dresser she opened it up but stood in front of it so I could not see inside of it. She took out a harness and a black "realistic" silicone dildo. Mindy slid out of her clothes leaving on just her panties and stockings. She fit the dildo into the harness and then ordered me to help adjust the buckles making sure they were good and tight.

"Now show me how you will get my stud ready for me, if I should ever bring one home. That's it wrap you hand around it and jerk him off. Hmmm! A bit dry, spit in your hand, now rub it. That's it. After I am done with you tonight you are going to be totally ruined as a man!" she laughed.

"Now get on your knees in front of me," she said looking so imposing with her huge tits and cock. She dangled it in front of my face and said, "You know some of that stuff, about the cuck servicing the bull I used to wonder is it a hidden desire to be gay or is it the humiliation? Now I think it is mostly humiliation. But look at this: here I am home for less than two hours and I have already turned you into a girl. Now suck on my big black cock!" she said putting it into my face.

"Kiss the head gently, show him how much you love it! Now open your mouth and suck on it, wider! That's good," she said as the dildo entered my mouth. I looked up at her, her huge boobs were like two weapons of domination. She was not in black leather or anything but she was in total control of me nonetheless. 

"Suck it deeper, that's it. Now let's make this a bit harder for you," she said grabbing my nose holding it closed as her cock was buried deep in my throat. I started to gag making her laugh, she did it a few more times before telling me to get up.

She took me in the bathroom and I was given an enema. She told me she did not want any surprises. I had an idea about what was coming next and pleaded with her not to.

"Don't even think this is the beginning of your training. I am trying to help you here so get on that bed on all fours, and when we are done I am going to let you fuck me, if you are good."

She pulled down my panties and I heard the farting noise of the bottle of lube as she rubbed it all over the dildo. My wife then took one of her well lubricated fingers and slowly pushed it up my asshole. "What a good little whore you are! That's it baby! Get ready for mommy's big black cock!"

"You know there are points of no return in every story that I have read and me getting my boobs done is one of them, me fucking another man was another, and now this is yet another," she said as she slowly pushed the cock head against my asshole. I was told to relax as she kept applying pressure until the head slid in. I made a loud groan as my wife took my asshole's virginity, with what I thought would be the last shred of my dignity, little did I know what would happen in the near future.

She laughed saying I was a virgin no more and began to slowly fuck my ass. "That's it! Take my big black cock you pathetic little bitch!" she said as she took away my last bit of pride. All the time my cock throbbed in its plastic prison. 

I felt such relief as she pulled out of me. She had me get up and removed the chastity device. Then she had me get on the bed on my back, with my legs up on her shoulders and some extra lube she pushed her cock back in me telling me to stroke my cock.

"And you wonder why I like to fuck other men. Real men," she started to torment me but I had already cum shooting my sperm in the air like a fountain under far too much pressure, she told me to keep stroking until it was all out.

She pulled out of me again and began to take off the harness telling me I was responsible for ensuring it was clean and put away.

"Lie down on the bed," she ordered giving me no time to clean the cum off of myself. 

She straddled me facing forward so I could see her huge tits, she guided my cock into herself, "Trust me this has only begun," she said as she began bouncing down on me. "Oh and I decided tonight is going to be the last night I am on the pill, so that thin bit of latex is going to be the only thing truly separating me from being totally owned by them," I had never heard her talk this way before, she was so assertive and aggressive. 

Not wishing me to cum too soon she stopped her bouncing for a moment and leaned forward to let me suck on her nipples. "Enjoy them while you can because it is going to be a long time before you get another chance."

She let me hold and play with her tits as she continued to slam down on me; I held off as long as I could but eventually I shot a load deep into her.

"Okay you know what comes next!" she said moving up on the bed quickly, she got up at the last minute and spun around so as she sat on my face she was facing towards my cock.

"I love playing with this thing, it is so easy to handle," she joked as I licked her messy bald pussy clean. She pumped my cock telling me how she was going to get her nipples pierced and was even going to start wearing a temporary Queen of Spades tattoo on her tits. "I am only going to get a real one the first time someone cums in me with no rubber on," she taunted making me cum like a fire hose.

"Wow! Well I bet there is still one more load in there," she teased, not letting go of my cock. "Well I guess I owe it to you considering how much you are going to spend on my new wardrobe and yours. And after this you will sleep permanently in the second bedroom," she said as she had me take my cock in my own hand and start to jerk it off. "That will be the maid's room," she laughed.

"Oh by the way I going back to my old office. Traveling all the way downtown is bullshit," she said. "My new boss by the way is black and from what I hear he has fucked his last two secretaries and even knocked one up and I might be number three," she teased as I shot my load.

"You're done?" she said as she threw me a rag and told me after I was done cleaning up to go to "my" bedroom. I knew there was no arguing with her. I just did not know if this was a tease or the real thing.

That weekend we went out and she did get the rings put through her nipples and even one through her pussy. She thought the tongue stud was too much for now. And yes before starting her new job she did put the temporary Queen of Spades tattoo on her left breast. Little did I know how soon she would need to get the permanent one.



Dear, We Have to Talk Ch. 07



"You can look at them, but don't touch!" my wife said in a teasing tone as she got dressed for work. She made a point of lifting her tits up, the thick gold rings through the nipples shined in the light from the lamp in the bedroom.

It was Mindy's first day back at her old office. I handed over to her the white lacy bra she wanted to wear. It was new, all her clothing was new since her breast augmentation. 

I thought back to months ago when this all began. My wife, Mindy, had discovered my stash of cuckold porn on my computer when she had gone to use it. I remember the discomfort that showed in her face as she described the mostly interracial porn she had seen.

This led to some awkward conversations as I told her why such erotica turned me on. A mixture of fear, lust, and jealousy, inspired by fantasies of husbands watching their wives bed down with other more endowed men. Adding the newer twist of interracial cuckolding, with black men enjoying the pleasure of more than willing white wives, and the mixture became even more potent and volatile.

At first Mindy eased into it talking fantasy tales, even using a large black dildo eventually. Eventually she became more and more aggressive, relishing her role as a seductress and tease. Even her friend Karen, who had been into the whole "hot-wife" lifestyle for years was shocked by how quickly and deep she had gone into it.

Mindy had had sex with Henry, my "friendly" rival at the gym. It had all started when she had asked which man in the gym had the biggest cock. The extra sized condoms she had made me buy at the local drugstore to humiliate me had eventually come in handy as they had been used by him as he fucked her.

She had been liberated by her newly discovered sexually power and had gradually gone from a quiet woman with mousey brown hair to an attention getting busty blond.

I finished helping her get dressed, she decided to wear a form fitting business suit which tantalized rather than revealed what she had underneath. I gave her a quick kiss for good luck as she left for work ahead of me.

As my wife had planned within a few months she had caught the attention of the boss and had moved up through the ranks to become his personal secretary, she planned to play it slow which was just as well as she had to wait for her implants to fully heal. In the meantime she bought a new wardrobe with her raise. 

At first her boss, John, did nothing except eye her over whenever he thought that she was not looking, Then there was working in the office through lunch followed by staying late and ordering in food. He asked her loaded questions as he tested to see if she was willing. He had one lawsuit against him and was paying child support to another secretary so he had to be careful on how he proceeded with her. 

During this period my wife continued dressing sexy to entice him. She made sure her clothing was tailored just the right way to show off her figure while keeping it covered. Her skirts brought out and hugged the roundness of her ass and hips, her blouses did not bulge at the middle with buttons straining like some office tramp might do, instead they fit well and hugged her stomach accentuating how much her breasts hung over that flat slope. In short she dressed like a lady with the most subtle elements of a tease. She kept on pushing him and carefully teasing him until he could not take it any longer.

One night they were working late and after the last staffer had left for the night she said it was time for her to go also, "But one thing..." she said going over to him. Wordlessly she unzipped his fly as he watched wide eyed. She pulled out his cock which was already half hard and started to pump it. 

Wordlessly he guided his hands to her ample tits feeling them through her blouse as she jerked him off. When she felt his cock was too dry she spat into her hands and kept pumping him mechanically, not even letting him kiss her. Her mission this time was to milk his cock with the promise of more later on.

"Oh shit!" he said as he unleashed his load. She aimed it with a calculated effort so it splashed her skirt and blouse and kept pumping until he finished. Then she blotted herself off with some paper towels and put on her long coat going outside to hail a cab home.

When she got home she allowed me to jerk off as she told me every detail of what went on including how big his cock was. She said it was even bigger and thicker than Henry's. "It was so big that even fully hard it kind of bent a bit due to gravity. But his load was huge!" she added in a bit too happily, "I can see why he knocked up his secretary, it was like a fire hose spurting everywhere," she said showing me the stains on the clothing that I would have to bring to the dry-cleaners. 

Over the next few weeks she just worked long hours and was as distant as she could be while still maintaining a working relationship, driving him crazy after the night she gave him the hand job. Many in the office thought that he had done something to her and there would be yet another lawsuit in the air. This was just what she wanted, so nobody would think anything was going on; especially when she had to make a business trip with him, which unlike some of the others he had taken with his other past secretaries would be for actual business.

My wife had me help her pack for the trip, first the usual business clothes and her cell phone and lap top and charges. Then there were the other things like sexy underwear and several packs of big sized rubbers. "If not for him maybe for someone else," she said teasing me.

Before she left she made that joke, or was it a threat that the house better be clean or she was going to send me to sissy-maid boot camp where I'd get some real cleaning. 

In truth there was such a thing as I found out through her friend Karen who was really into the whole cuckold lifestyle. A friend of hers, Ms. Lee ran it, it was rumored that the first man she broke into this lifestyle was her own husband. Karen actually looked at my wife and told her that Lee was even stricter than she was when it came to dominating men.

Making a mental note to keep the place spotless I drove Mindy to the airport. She waved to me and went into the terminal. As I pulled away I caught a glimpse of a guy coming up to her, was it him? I felt like I had just passed my wife off to someone else. She texted me when they landed.

Every night she called me to let me know everything was okay and that she was also teasing the shit out of him. She decided to not sleep with him during the trip as it might be too risky at work. 

I picked her up at the airport and we drove straight home. Once inside the house she had me strip as she took off her panties and hose only and had me lick her shaved and pierced pussy while she told me the details. She played with her tits thought her white blouse which was both sexy and frustrating at the same time.

"While we waited for the car service to call us to come down to the lobby John and I were discussing the details for what to do when we got back concerning the trip and the meetings we had attended when he tried to grab my tits telling me I was driving him crazy being so cold to him after the night I had given him that hand-job. I brushed him off and he got a bit nervous probably because of all the sexual harassment charges he had been up against."

My wife then told him that she was married and did not do such things, he backed off some more, then she told him while looking down at that huge bulge in his pants that she did not want him having to go through airport security in the state he was in.

"I went over to him and unzipped his fly, and I still could not believe how big his cock was, it was the biggest I had ever seen, even bigger than Henry's. I thought about it but decided to tease him a bit and play it slow," my wife said.

"I made a comment that his cock couldn't even fit in the overhead bin. We both laughed then I started to jerk him off explaining that I was married and though me and my husband share a certain amount of openness, fooling around with the boss might be a problem, no matter how big his cock was," she said laughing as she urged me to keep licking her pussy.

"I let him feel my tits as I pumped his cock, it was so big I could not get my fingers around it. He told me that he had seen me at the company for a while and was pleased I was assigned to work with him. I told him that I could go no further and that if I ever went with him there would have to be some commitment as I only went bareback and was off the pill. This seemed to make him even hornier, he looked like he was going to cum. I did not want to let go and stop to get a towel as I was afraid I'd have to keep pumping and our flight was too soon to start over again," I asked her what she did.

"I took a step back and opened my blouse and unhooked my bra. I got down on my knees and jerked his cock off. I let my lips go near his head and breathed on his cock, but would not kiss it or put it in my mouth."

Then I pressed it against my tits as I jerked him off harder and harder. When he started to cum I let it splash all over my boobs, his cum hit my neck and my blouse. His load was huge and hot. When he was done and I had pumped his cock dry I then gave his cock's head a nice noisy kiss, then I went back to my room and got a towel. My blouse was such a mess, at first I was going to bring it back to you as a souvenir but I did not want to go through the hassle at the airport, just in case they checked my luggage, so I tossed it in the garbage and made him pay for a new one which he gladly did."

I asked her what her plans were, would she really let him go bareback and was she off the pill? She laughed, saying that she had read a lot of fantasies about the women being "bred" and all but that was a huge commitment.

"But then again I think about what good fathers some of these men would make for my child, breeding me. They are all so strong and muscular. But it would drive you crazy wouldn't it?" she said telling me to start jerking off.

"How jealous would you be watching my belly becoming bigger. Knowing that I was carrying a real man's child?" she said with more venom than I expected." My tits filling with milk for his child?"

"Of course in the hospital everyone would know, now I could lie and say that it was a mix-up from artificial insemination. But you know what? I would not! And then the father could move in here with me and fuck me every night while you did all the house work," she laughed. "In your French maid's outfit of course!" she said as I came.

My wife giggled and threw me a towel telling me that what she had said was all bullshit and a fantasy.

"I am not saying it could not happen, but not right now, maybe. However, I have an idea about having your gym-buddy Henry coming over here and fucking me while you watch," she chuckled as she laid out her plan for her pleasure and my further humiliation.



Dear, We Have to Talk Ch. 08



My wife, Mindy, had discovered my stash of cuckold porn on my computer, rather than getting angry she instead decided to explore my fantasies that became her own. She became over time more and more liberated, sexier, hotter, even getting the breast implants she had wanted for so long.

Meanwhile she had pushed me into the role of cuckold with the assistance of her friend Karen who had been in the lifestyle for a far longer time. Back from a business trip where she provided her boss with the minimum of release with a sexy hand job she decided to have my friendly rival Henry over at our house for a fuck section while I watched in secret.

When my gym threw the next charity dance I went with my wife like I did the last time, which was the first time for her and Henry. I had faked being drunk and she had jerked Henry off in his truck, this was the first time that she had pleased another man's cock. Now we were going to do it again with a bit of a twist.

Of course Mindy was the talk of the dance with her new large breasts and blonde hair. We danced a bit but then I started to hit the bar a bit too much. In truth it was a careful act as my drinks had a lot of ice and were often tossed out when nobody was looking.

A bit buzzed I acted roaring drunk. Mindy and I had a staged argument on the dance floor with Henry trying to step in with the awkward role of peacemaker which was actually a delight to watch. 

"You have to help me get him home!" Mindy pleaded.

The two of them managed to herd me into Henry's truck after making arrangements to leave my car in the dance hall's parking lot until tomorrow. 

When we got home my wife and Henry got me into bed and Henry even pulled off my shoes. I managed to convince him that I had drifted off into a shameful alcohol fueled sleep.

"I really ought to go!" he told her.

"No! You can stay a bit. He really should not be drinking as much as he does, but he has had a lot on his mind lately," Mindy said adding that I would be out the rest of the night.

From my bed, thanks to a careful arrangement of mirrors in the living room I could see everything that was happening.

"Are you sure?" Henry asked with an amount of worry in his voice that flattered me.

"Yeah!" my wife said moving towards him, she kissed him. He still glanced over to the bedroom but as he heard me "snore," he felt more assured and kissed her back.

"Dang! I don't think I can get used to those new tits of yours!" he said as he squeezed them.

"I don't know...I am pretty sure you will get bored of them sooner or later," she teased as she undid her blouse and flung it aside onto a chair and then unsnapped her bra, which joined her blouse on the chair. "These must be boring as my husband has nearly zero interest in them," she said in a pouting voice as she lifted them up from underneath, offering them to him.

He kissed each of her nipples and sucked on them briefly, then he kissed her again as he took off his own shirt. He pressed against her flattening her tits against his chest. The contrast of the colors of the skin made everything so much more exciting.

Without a word she undid his pants, then knowing I was her secret audience she slowly pulled his cock out and began to rub it. When my wife had asked who had the biggest cock in the gym I had to tell her it was Henry, with good reason. Even the straightest of guys could not help but to admire how big and perfect his monster was.

She spit into the palm of her hand then continued to rub his cock making it glisten in the room's lamp light. She kissed him again saying that she did not think that he would ever lose interest.

Henry got all serious for a second and she hushed him up by saying she understood what the nature of their relationship was. "Look I love getting fucked by that big black cock of yours, but my husband is the one I love, despite his uh shortcomings!" she said laughing.

Henry seemed relieved that she did not want an emotional or full time relationship. My wife reached behind herself and unzipped her tight leather skirt and added it to the pile of her clothes.

Without another word she got onto her knees and sucked him off. I watched with a mixture of guilty and envy and arousal as her mouth stretched around his huge member. He reached down and played with her tits and ran his fingers through her hair as she obediently serviced him.

I think Henry thought they'd progress to fucking but she started to suck his cock even faster, cranking it with one hand as she did so. She used her other hand to play with her huge breasts. His breathing got faster as he said, "Oh baby! Oh baby! Oh baby!" Then he made a loud groan as his load shot into Mindy's waiting mouth. She cranked and pumped every drop out of him until he started to go flaccid. 

"I am going to check on him!" she said getting up, "Be naked when I get back!" she said with a giggle.

She went into the bedroom and "checked" on me telling me quietly she was going to take his cock inside of her with no rubber.

Mindy went to the bathroom and emerged totally naked and went into her arms. They kissed, she reached down to feel his cock which was already hard at that point. "Uh, I think I have some in my jacket," he said.

"No! I want to feel you inside of me this time. Don't worry I am on the pill," she said leading him to the couch.

"Are you sure?" he asked nervously as she had him sit down next to her.

"I am on the pill and he won't be awake until late tomorrow morning," I was tempted to make louder snoring sounds but instead was more careful and just laid there quietly wondering if she was going to do it.

She grabbed his cock and gave it a few pumps and giggled as it got hard. She then got up and facing away from him and planted her feet on either side of him. She used one hand to line him up as she slowly lowered her pussy onto his naked cock. As it slid in I realized that she had was now nearly totally owned by another man.

"Shit! That feels so good!" she moaned as inch by erotic inch she lowered herself onto his cock until she rested with his balls against her. She wiggled back and forth a bit as his hands reached around and squeezed and kneaded her tits. She leaned backwards and turned his head as they share a kiss, then she raised herself up and slowly pushed herself down on him, with each bounce she picked up speed.

I know she faced away from him so I could see the look on her face, that look of pure pleasure as she at last took his unprotected cock inside of her. "Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" he said with each bounce she made upon his cock.

"Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!" she added to the chorus. 

She had him lean back as she slowly turned around, being careful not to dislodge him from her pussy. Now he took control of the fucking, holding her around her hips as he thrust his fat cock deep into her again and again and again. He sucked her tits and they kissed. I don't know if seeing her fuck or the passion with which she kissed him hurt more but I quietly jerked off underneath the covers watching.

He slowed down the pace letting her feel all of his nearly foot long cock slide into her. "You really want me to cum inside of you?" he asked.

"More than anything!" she replied.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" he called out as he committed himself to ramming her faster and faster.

"Come on baby! Shoot it inside of me! Inside of me! Deep inside baby!" she pleaded. Henry let out a long moan and thrust even harder as she shot his load into Mindy's cunt. 

"I can feel it! Keep cumming! Keep cumming!" she begged.

Their kissing became so passionate that I felt like an intruder in my own home. When he finally disengaged it was with a wet sucking noise. For my benefit she held her ass up for a moment so I could see Henry's seed run out of her.

She laid on top of him on the couch sharing small talk with him. Then they started to kiss again, the kissing gradually picked up pace, she reached down and started to yank on his cock. She got on top of him and they fucked again. When he was done he left a second load inside of her. 

Subtly she suggested it might be time to go, and he gathered his clothing, not wishing to provoke a confrontation. She kissed him at the door and waited until his truck pulled away from the parking space before turning her attentions to me.

"Well I can see you were excited she said pulling off my blanket where I had jerked off watching her, "Remember I said I'd get that 'Queen-of-Spades' tattoo after I'd let another guy cum in me, well I guess we are going to the tattoo shop this weekend," she laughed.

"But right now, like in a dozen stories you have written you are going to clean me up!" she said getting on the bed. She swung her legs over my head trapping it between her thighs. I could smell her musk and see his seed trickle from her pussy.

"Come on! You know you want to do it! Licky! Licky!" she said.

My mind, of all silly things, wondered how I would face Henry in the gym. She reached down and pinched my nose shut telling me to get to work.

"Be a good little cuck!" she said rubbing her cunt and his seed against my face. "Lick it!" I finally gave in and gingerly put my tongue in, tasting his cum, I wanted to spit it out but she sat firmly on my face now rubbing herself back and forth.

"You know something? Maybe it was your turn on but now it is mine. And the humiliation for you has just begun. Lick faster. Oh yeah! Are you enjoying his cum?"

She got off my face long enough to promise that before she got the tattoo Henry was going to fuck her again, with me watching and maybe even prepping him.

I told her no way and she laughed as she reached backwards to jerk my cock off. Then she told me she did not need my permission but she said I would most likely give it. 

"Enjoy the taste, this will not be the last time!" she said as she got off of me and let go of my cock. She ordered me out of the bedroom as she got up and went to her drawer to take out her vibrator and big black dildo. 

Outside of the bedroom I could hear her pleasure herself for another hour as I jerked off listening. Then she called up her friend Karen, who was also into the cuckold lifestyle as she unfurled her plan for next weekend. After she was done talking to Carol she came out and told me her plan and to my shame I agreed.