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The Biggest Cuck Ch. 01

By: B_Fuzzy



Chapter 1 -- Traci is my slut wife

I married Traci shortly after I graduated college and started my business. She was 19 and had taken a whole year of Community College. She was from my home town and very hot looking. She was a cheer leader in High School and that's how we met and began dating. I had known her before. She dated a guy I knew in high school. She was pretty young at the time and I did not think much of her then. 

When I say she was hot looking, I mean the way she looked she could make a guy hard just walking past. She had silky black hair down below the shoulders and an angelic face that would make professional models envious. She was bouncy and athletic at 5' 4". She had full, 36 D breasts with a flat 23 inch waist that I could get my fingers around, and a perfect heart shaped ass.

I came home from college for a visit. My brother was a star athlete at the time. I was watching one of his games when she caught my attention. She was the head cheerleader . She had filled out very nicely from the skinny little kid my friend had dated. I walked down to the exit of the stands staring at her and she had her eyes locked on mine. I gave her a wink right before I turned to the exit and I caught her bright smile in response.

After the game I was waiting with some friends for my brother to get out of the locker room. Traci came up behind me and boldly asked "What's up?" 

I turned and said "I'm up for anything. Do you want to hang out with us?" 

The next thing I knew she's headed for my buddy Todd's place with a friend of hers. Poor Todd played a great wing man and entertained the ugly virgin cheerleader Traci brought along while she and I got busy. We watched a movie and drank some beer. About fifteen minutes into the movie Traci has her tongue buried in my mouth and I have my hand in her cheerleader sweater under a blanket. She had the firmest, largest tits I had ever felt. Her nipples were large and hard. She pulled her tongue out of my mouth and put it in my ear. Then she said, "Can we go somewhere more private?"

I looked at Todd and said, "I'm going to give Traci the tour," and I winked at him. 

The other stupid cheerleader said, "Can I come?".

I laughed and said, "Maybe Todd will show you around later. Traci asked for a personal tour." With enough emphasis on the word personal to give her the correct impression. 

I lead Traci down to the den in the basement and we started sucking tongues and pulling off clothes. She pulled open the button on my khakis and slid her hand into my shorts to pull out my quickly hardening cock. She took it straight into her mouth and started giving me the most amazing head I had ever felt. She knew exactly how to please a man. Her hot tongue would swipe around the head of my penis and then she would plunge her mouth down to the root and bury the end of my cock in her throat as she swallowed. 

This heated me up real fast and I was struggling to hold back my cum. I pushed her back onto the couch and climbed over her while she kept sucking my cock like a pro. I unsnapped her jeans and pushed them down over her hips taking her skimpy black silk panties down with them. I was amazed to see the first completely shaved pussy of my life. Based on my prior experience with high school girls I was expecting some unruly pubic hair and potentially an unwashed smell that had made this a reluctant chore for me in my high school years.

Traci smelled clean and fresh. Her cunt was really wet and leaking as I dipped my tongue between her lips. Her taste was incredible, sweet like vanilla cookies. I went to town on her with my tongue and it was not very long before she had her thighs wrapped around my ears and squeezing my head as she exploded in her first orgasm. When she finally loosened her legs she pushed my cock out of her mouth and said, "Fuck me." 

I asked "Should I put on a condom?"

She said, "I'm on the pill, just give it to me."

She had her left foot on the back of the couch as I speared my cock inside her hungry pussy hole. The sensation was one of squeezing my cock into the hottest, wettest cunt I have ever felt. I sank in fully on a slow single push. But there was no slack in this cheerleader's cunt. My cock had found heaven.

I stroked into her with long slow pushes and pulls. Her body squeezing me as I moved. She lifted her butt up to meet me matching my strokes and she began moaning loudly. I pumped her for only five minutes before I could not take it and I came hard as I dumped my first load inside her. 

I kept pumping and never lost the hardness in my cock as we continued to fuck. Even though I had pumped a huge load inside her pussy, her body continued to squeeze my cock as I drove in and out of her. At that age I could pump a girl for a long time without breaking a sweat. 

She came again telling me I was "the best fuck" she ever had. I just smiled and kept going. Finally I felt the pressure build again and I released another big load of cum into her body. We had been fucking for over half an hour straight. She had never taken off her tank top or bra so I had only felt her tits and had not seen them. We started laughing as I sat up in front of her. She sat up and said, "I better head for the bathroom."

Just then Todd and the other cheerleader came down stairs. I sat directly in front of Traci as she sat up and drew her legs under her so they could not see her bare ass. I laid my pants over my crotch and as they asked, "What are you guys up to?"

Apparently Todd did not like this virgin cheerleader and she wanted to go home. I found out later that Traci had brought her because she had told Traci she wanted to lose her virginity and they were hoping Todd would do the deed. Unfortunately for her, Todd had some standards. 

Traci asked, "Todd can't you run her home?"

Todd said, "You guys are blocking my car and I really don't want to anyway." 

So I said, "Give us a few minutes and we'll be right up."

Unfortunately, when Traci sat up she had no place to go so all of our cum leaked out of her on the cushion of my friends couch. I didn't notice, but Todd noticed the dried mess the next day and turned the cushion over so his mom didn't see it. He was really pissed at me for it. I tried cleaning it for him but the stain would not come out. He and I still laugh about that today.

Traci and I went out almost every night while I was home and we had a lot of fun. We ended up fucking each other's brains out whenever and wherever we could find privacy. Her parents did not seem to care that we were fucking on the couch in their basement while they watched TV upstairs. 

We continued to see each other off and on while I finished my degrees. After I had my masters degree I started my own business and a few months later I asked Traci to marry me. My friends all tried to warn me that Traci had been going out with other guys and had a bad reputation. But I had also been seeing other people and I just figured once we were married that would all come to an end. 

Stupid me.

Traci moved into my house near Cleveland after we were married. It was in a area of large old homes that were being revitalized. I thought things were going well. I worked hard on my business and Traci seemed to be enjoying her new life. We made love a lot. 

On weekends we would have sex four or five times. She was very adventurous. We made love in the back yard during the summer. We made love with the curtains open. On vacations we would make love just out of sight of other vacationers. We even got caught on a few occasions. Every time that happened the person or people would just watch us and not do a thing or they would run off ignoring what we were doing. 

I remember one wife dragging her husband away as I banged Traci doggy style behind a large boulder at the beach. He was staring open mouthed as I pumped Traci from behind. The guy's wife had to dig her feet into the sand and drag on his arm to get him to leave.

Traci would try anything. We had a collection of vibrators and large dildos. Traci had some masochistic tendencies. We enjoyed fisting, mild bondage, spanking, and nipple clamps. Traci loved anal sex and often had me drive my fingers or a toy in and out of one of her holes while fucking the other. Traci loved role playing too and would describe her elaborate fantasies to me while we had sex. 

It was a great life and I was deeply in love with my wife. I had no doubt that Traci was faithful to me. I trusted her completely. 

That is, until the day I came home from the office one morning unexpectedly. I did not call first. I was feeling horny and I wanted to surprise Traci. 

I had stopped at the lingerie store and purchased a new silky teddy for her. We had shopped for lingerie together on several occasions. I knew Traci's size and I knew what she liked. I bought a red mesh teddy that wouldn't hide her nipples and was thin enough that you could see through it. I had the sales lady wrap it in a lovely box with a nice ribbon and bow around it.

When I got home the driveway was empty. I parked in front without opening the garage door. I used my key and went in through the regular door in the garage. I was hoping I could sneak in from the garage through the mud room to the kitchen and surprise Traci. 

I quietly entered the mud room and immediately saw Traci through the window that looks out on our back yard. She was standing there in her skimpiest white bikini holding a hose watering our shrubs. She was not alone. There was a huge black man standing there talking to her. The man was wearing dirty workman's clothes with a tool belt that had clippers, hand spades, and other garden tools. 

Our back yard is relatively private. It is encircled by shrubbery and a board fence six feet tall. There are gates to the front yard on either side of our house. So a person would either need a ladder or need to be at least 6' 5" to see into our back yard from the adjacent neighbors houses. The man talking with Traci was at least 6' 7" and he looked like solid muscle under his dirty tank top that was stretched tightly over his body. 

It appeared that Traci was having a friendly chat with the man. He was pointing to our shrubs and they were both smiling and laughing. I was surprised Traci was wearing her skimpy bikini as it was still early spring and far too cold. Plus this bikini has no lining, has a thong bottom where the strap disappears between her cheeks in the back and while the top covers most of her breasts, the thin material shows off her nipples.

I am not one of those voyeur husbands who wants to see his wife get fucked by another man. But I have also learned that people will do what they are going to do whether you like it or not. I trust my wife. She had no reason to expect me home. So this was my chance to watch her in her natural environment and hope she was as trustworthy as I believed she was. I was concerned about how she looked, her proximity to this muscular but dirty man, and how friendly she was being. As they chatted she would touch his huge arm repeatedly and she kept licking her lips like she was dying of thirst.

Then she turned to point at something in our yard behind her and as she turned the hose came around and soaked the man's pants. I don't know whether it was intentional or an accident. But Traci started to laugh. The man smiled and snatched the hose from Traci. He sprayed her and she ran away laughing as he chased her around our yard spraying her with the cold water. 

When he had soaked her a few times he dropped the hose and walked back to the valve turning the water off. Now Traci's bikini was completely see through. She walked towards this man and I could clearly see the patch of pubic hair above her pussy that she called her landing strip. Her nipples were plainly on display and standing out because of the cold water. She put her arms around him and he bent down and kissed her deeply standing in the middle of our back yard.

After a few seconds they broke the kiss and he turned toward the house walking arm in arm with Traci to the mudroom door. I quickly ducked and crawled to the kitchen door. I scooted through on my hands and needs and then quietly ran up the stairs and ducked into the bedroom I used as an office and closed the door. I don't know why I didn't confront them immediately. I was seething with anger. But I thought I had to find out how bad this was before I did anything.

I heard them come up the stairs and walk past the office door toward our bedroom. I listened at the door and heard someone start the shower in our bathroom. I slowly cracked open the office door. I looked through the crack toward the stairs and saw no one. I looked through the crack by the hinge and saw Traci in our bedroom nude and drying herself with a towel. I watched as she put on a short robe I had given her as a present and then she began brushing her hair. I glanced down at the package I still held in my hand with the baby doll inside and felt depressed.

I kept watching as the shower finally stopped and then the large black man came into the room naked. His cock was sticking straight out in front of him and it was immense. It had to be a 9 inches long and very thick. The truly amazing thing was it was pointed straight out without any sag. He walked up behind Traci who was still seated at the dressing table brushing her hair and I could see him in the mirror as he laid that monster on her shoulder and it stuck way out beyond her face.

"Oh Randle!" she giggled, "Is this a present for me?"

"You know it. You're the only white girl I know that can handle big John when it's angry like this." Randle had a very deep voice. Traci has always pointed out to me how sexy she finds a deep voice when she hears one.

"Oh Randle! Is big John angry? Let me kiss it and make it better. " With that she turned the chair around and with her hand aimed the huge cock at her face. She kissed the end of the black head and started licking all over it getting it wet with her saliva.

"Traci, big John loves your kisses. Why don't you let the old boy French you a little." 

Traci opened wide as Randle shoved the head of his cock into her mouth. Randle began slowly working his hips just slightly back and forth as Traci swished her broad tongue over and around the big man's thick penis head. I felt sick to my stomach watching my wife give oral sex to this huge black man. I realized he was close to 6' 9" and solid muscle from head to toe. At only 5' 11" and 180 Lbs I knew I could not confront Randle physically. So I stayed quiet and continued to watch my slut wife with this bastard gardener.

I could see Randle was getting more excited and was pushing his cock deeper and deeper into Traci's mouth. She was struggling to open her mouth up wider for his huge cock. But he was now fucking her face. As he would stroke into her throat he was cutting off her air supply. When he pulled back her saliva dripped from his cock and her mouth as she took a few deep breaths. Then he would push back in. Even though his cock was deep in her throat she still could not get all of him inside her mouth. There were at least three or four inches between her lips and the base of big John.

After several minutes I knew Traci's jaw had to be hurting. Randle must have sensed the same thing as he pulled all the way out and she stretched her jaw and worked out the tension. Randle lifted her easily from the chair and laid her on her back in the middle of the bed.

"Are you ready for another good fuckin' baby?"

"I'm always ready for you Randle."

Traci laid her head back against the pillows. She bent her knees and spread herself wide open. The huge black man climbed between her legs and started using his tongue to lick out her slippery cunt lips.

Traci said, "You don't have to do that baby. That's my husband's job when he gets home."

"That's alright baby. You're the best tasting pussy I ever licked." Randle kept lapping away at Traci. She began squirming around and rotating her hips against Randle's face. 

I could see the look of concentration Traci gets before she has an orgasm. She started moaning as he kept licking. "Unh! Oh yeah! Unh! That's it! Oh God! Unh! Oh yeah, oh yeah! Here it, Oh! Here it comes! Uuuunnnnnnnhhhhh! Oohhhhwoooowooooowooooo! Oh Yeah!" Traci's hips were forced up into Randle's face as she held her tight abdominal muscles in a contraction and her whole body convulsed in orgasm. Then she lowered her hips down as it subsided and gave Randle a big relaxed smile. 

"Oh Randy that was nice."

"Not as nice as your next one's going to be." Randle responded as he climbed over her.

Randle positioned his huge cock at the entrance to Traci's body and worked the head in her groove covering it with her juices. After he had lubed himself up he pushed the head inside her pussy. I could see the strain on Traci's face as the fat monster cock stretched her hole open. 

After Randle had a few inches worked in he slowly worked his hips back and forth pushing a little more of his massive cock inside my unfaithful wife each time. "Baby, you don't get fucked enough. You still be tight after all the times I been fuckin' you."

Traci smiled at him and said, "My pussy ain't never going to get stretched out baby. I got elaaasssticity." Stretching out the middle syllable for emphasis. "I can still make my hubby think I'm tight and he's only half the size you are."

That stung a bit. I bit my lip and just noted that comment as another reason to hate my wife.

Randle was really working now. He had most of his prick buried in Traci's cunt and was driving back and forth with strokes I was never equipped to match. Traci looked like a doll under this massive man. I could not believe he was driving so much cock into her body and she was loving it, having orgasms constantly. She was making so much noise I thought the neighbors would hear her and call the police. 

After about fifteen minutes Randle pushed deeply into her and I watched his butt cheeks clench several times as he groaned and poured his seed into my wife's womb. 

As soon as he was done he pulled out and lay on his back. Traci dove on his slimy cock licking up their juices as his cum poured down her legs onto our sheets. I was beginning to worry I might be caught if they were done and they found my car in the driveway. I was contemplating how to get out without being seen when Traci climbed over Randle's rejuvenated cock and drove the length of it up into her body. 

Traci began stroking up and down as I quietly slipped out the office door and down the stairs. I went back out through the garage and got in my car. I could still hear her as I descended the stairs. She implored Randle to, "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

I drove away realizing my marriage was over and contemplating how I could get even with Traci for betraying me. That day I hired a private investigator and told him to gather evidence of my wife's infidelity. 

Later that week I hired a divorce attorney and sought advice on how to protect my business and personal assets in a divorce. I setup a Corporation in the Grand Caymans and transferred my customers to the new entity. The foreign company was run through another dummy corporation, run by a fictitious owner that was essentially my new alter ego.

After a few months, it appeared that my original company had lost all of its customers. I took out a second mortgage on the house in order to dry up my personal assets and that money was used to cover my payroll and expenses for the next year as my company went belly up. 

I let my employees go one by one and immediately had them rehired by the new company. It was a lot of work and it cost me some money. But there was no way I would let Traci get anything in the divorce.

That night after I had caught Traci I used a condom when we had sex. I told her I had a rash and I wanted to avoid passing it to her. I told her I would get it checked with a doctor. She seemed very concerned about it. I'm guessing she thought I might have caught an STD from her. In which case she might be exposed for her cheating.


The Biggest Cuck Ch. 01



One of my friends from college ended up working for a pharmaceutical company as a sales man. I had a few things on him from our days in the fraternity. I asked him if he could get me some fake birth control pills. I told him I wanted to get my wife pregnant without her knowing it. He was very reluctant to help me. I had to threaten to tell his wife about the time I found him in bed naked with another guy. He got pissed and told me to fuck off.

A few days later he stopped by my office and handed me a bag with a six month supply of fake birth control pills. I said thanks and he said my favors with him were all used up and that nobody better find out where the pills came from.

After a week the private detective reported to me that my wife was having a lot of extra-marital sex. She was cheating on me every chance she got. She did Randle every time he was at the neighbors for their gardening. I found out that was what he did for a living. She also had a thing going with another woman from her health club. They would go to our house or her apartment after working out. He had followed her to another guys place in the City. He was not able to get inside. But she went in dressed to kill and spent over four hours there.

His subsequent reports over the next few weeks told me that when she went out with the girls a couple times a month she would pick up random guys at a dance club and go have sex with them before coming home to me. She also had sex with a high school kid from the neighborhood that mows our lawn. He even brought some of his buddies by one day and they all had Traci in a gangbang.

I told Traci that the doctor said my rash was nothing to worry about, but it was contagious so I should keep using a condom for awhile. We kept having sex almost every night. I would get rough with her by spanking her ass and pinching her nipples. I would leave bite marks all over her. She seemed to get into it to a point. 

I replaced her birth control pills with the sugar pills my friend had brought me and it was not long before she got pregnant. I don't think she really believed she could be pregnant until she missed her third period. I found a used pregnancy test in the trash that week and it was positive. It took her almost a whole month to tell me after that. I had been paying attention to her cycle and after she had missed her period the first month I assumed she was pregnant. Her belly was showing a definite baby bump by the time she told me. I was hoping it was Randle's baby or someone else that would immediately show the baby was not mine. I wanted her to be stuck with another man's kid when I divorced her. 

After she made the announcement I told her how happy I was that she was pregnant. I continued using the condoms. I made up a stupid excuse that I wanted to protect the fetus in case my rash came back. She said it was nonsense. But she let it go. She had a lot of other things to worry about besides whether I used a condom or not.

She was not happy because she thought she was on the pill and did not really want a child yet. I told her it was "meant to be". That was always one of her sayings that she drove me crazy with. I could see her worry throughout the pregnancy. She finally delivered four weeks early. It was probably because of the stress she felt because she knew she could deliver a child that was not her husband's and it was likely not to be white.

Sure enough the baby was dark skinned with kinky dark hair. I was "shocked" and accused my wife in front of her parents and sister at the hospital of being unfaithful. I left the delivery room in a huff and instructed the doctor that I wanted a paternity test to confirm if I was the father of the child. Of course I was not. Traci's parents, who are the kind of false conservative Christians with a racist streak, were appalled and disowned her. 

I had gotten the detective to install security cameras with microphones inside the house. I got several videos of her having sex with Randle, the neighbor and his friends, and her workout partner. I had Todd post the videos of Traci on various web sites. 

After the birth I had moved out of the house temporarily. By that time my company was in bankruptcy. All of my employees had been transferred to my new company. The house was foreclosed on. Our personal assets had disappeared and Traci drove away in a car the bank was about to repossess. The last I heard Traci had lost the baby to the State and she was working a street corner in Cleveland turning tricks.

I on the other hand had recovered nicely financially. I even managed to get some money to a friend who used it to buy my house from the bank. Then I "rented" it from him for awhile before buying it back. It helped to have some good advisors and attorneys. I did lose a bunch of money. But not nearly what I would have lost in a straight up divorce.



The Biggest Cuck Ch. 02



Warning – the following story has received many negative comments.  It’s a cuckold story that has interracial content.  If you like the regular formulaic content of the typical stories here you will be disappointed with this story.  I am a new novice writer that has chosen to write an unusual story.  The main character is intentionally unlikable.  This is pure fiction and represents no fantasy of mine.  You have been warned.

Chapter 2 - Tami gets drunk

I have to admit that what Traci had done to me hurt me deeply and scarred me. I was still a young man, under thirty. I still wanted a family and kids. But I now found it hard to trust anyone. I talked with my friends and found out more about Traci sleeping around while we were dating. I found out her bachelorette party had been an orgy. I found out my friend Todd would stop by regularly and fuck her before we were married. 

I found out she used to organize some parties in a local hotel where she and a few of her friends took on all comers for forty bucks a pop. There were two beds in the room and one of them would take money and fluff the guys in line while the other two would fuck the Johns. They would take turns being the fluffer. They did this whenever they needed money. They would call a few guys working at the local mills and the guys would pass the word around.

All of this information made me decide that if I was going to find a new woman to spend the rest of my life with, I had to be very careful how I chose her. I thought about how to meet trustworthy women. I decided the best way was to meet them in church. So I started going to a local Lutheran Church every Sunday and attending the social events. 

Even though it was a big church, there were not a lot of likely candidates. I found out that most religious women got married younger. I chatted with a few women at the socials. A couple were very eager to go out with me. One was a divorcee in her mid-thirties and desperate. The others all had other flaws that I could not deal with. They were either on the plain side, a little chubby, were stupid, or were just plain annoying. None of them seemed to dress at all provocatively. I had seen a few cute girls during church services but they were too young to appeal to me. Then there were the ones that went to church because their families expected them to. But they were running crazy like Traci any chance they got. 

Then one early summer day, a beautiful blonde woman with a tight figure walked into the church before the service. Her hair was yellow blonde and it practically came down to her waist. She had a bright white smile with perfectly straight teeth. Her face and arms were tan as though she spent some time outdoors. Her dress only came down to mid-thigh, which was comparatively scandalous for this church crowd. She had some muscle tone and definition indicating she worked out or was at least physically active.

She sat with some younger people who were regulars in the youth group at the church. After the service I approached her and said, "Hi, I'm Bob. I have not seen you here before. Are you new here?"

She smiled at me receptively and said, "I'm Tami, I'm not new really. I just graduated college and returned home. I grew up in this church."

Tami had a wonderful smile, a warm personality, and she smelled so fresh. I was very attracted to her. We quickly became friends and started to date. She was looking for a job. Her degree in religious studies did not help her find anything very quickly. But it gave me hope that I had found someone who could be faithful.

I took it slow, getting to know Tami and her family. She had solid family values. She was fun to go out with and we enjoyed a lot of outdoor activities. As we got to know each other, I explained what I could about my first marriage to Traci. I held back how I had ruined Traci's life. I also held back some of the horrible things Traci had done. Tami knew that I had been hurt by Traci's infidelity and the rest of the details about my marriage was not that important to her.

We became intimate over time but did not "go all the way". As that was something Tami believed you saved for marriage. She did tell me that she was not a virgin. But that when she lost her virginity she had been too young and it had been a mistake. She rededicated herself to wait for the right man to come along and marry her before she would have sex again. I accepted this as a good sign that she would be committed to a man and not stray.

Apparently I was the right man. Because when I proposed she said yes. She agreed that we should have a prenuptial agreement to help me get over my concerns from my previous marriage. The agreement basically said that if she were unfaithful she would get nothing in a divorce and no child support if a paternity test showed the child was not mine. 

Even though I had been married before, we went through marriage training with the pastor. We had a big church wedding. My friends were surprised by Tami's conservative nature based on what they knew about me. But her warm and outgoing personality won them over. 

After the wedding we settled down in my big house and I finally felt happy.

Our first time together was very satisfying if not great. I figured it would take us some time to learn each other's preferences. Tami was only familiar with the straight missionary position. She had no idea how to perform oral sex. On our honeymoon I showed her some other positions. Tami enjoyed the sex. I tried to perform oral on her and asked if she would perform it on me. But she was reluctant to even try it. I persisted and she tried. But her inexperience made it less enjoyable for me and a chore for her.

So we kept it pretty basic and I was satisfied. Except that Tami was shy about letting me see her body naked. We usually had sex in the dark. After a few months we began to have sex less often than I would like. I was missing Traci a little bit when it came to our sex life.

I started to surf the internet for porn and use masturbation as a way to relieve the desires I had. I wanted to be with Tami. But even though she seemed to enjoy our sex life, we were not coming close to making love often enough to satisfy me. 

I ran across some sex story sites that had stories about cheating wives and cuckolds. I don't know why, but the stories really excited me. I knew I wanted Tami to be faithful to me. I even started to worry a bit while reading these stories that she might secretly be having an affair. I guess it was the idea that other men's wives were cheating on them that made me excited. 

Tami had gone on the pill when we got married. She was hoping to start a career before we had kids. Not that we needed the money. But she wanted to establish herself somewhere and have some work experience on her resume. But it just seemed that people were looking for someone with a different educational background or more experience than Tami had.

After six months and no job offers, Tami was getting discouraged. She started talking with me that maybe we should start our family sooner. While I wanted to have a family, I also wanted to be supportive of Tami's career. So these discussions usually ended with a non-decision that she would continue to look for a job, but we could have a family in the near future.

Tami was not a drinker. I had always enjoyed a beer or two after I got home from work. Tami could not stand the taste of beer. When we'd go out with friends they usually ordered alcohol and they always asked Tami if she'd like some. She always said she didn't like the taste. One time she took a sip of a margarita. She said it tasted great and that became her "regular" drink. She would still only have one when we went out. But it definitely loosened up her inhibitions. On those nights we would have sex with the lights on after we got home and she was almost always horny after a drink. 

I started bringing home hard lemonade. Occasionally, Tami would sit down and enjoy a hard lemonade while I had a beer as we discussed the day's events. She was a light weight when it came to alcohol. This also made her more receptive to having sex.

Tami was doing all of the housework and the cooking. She had some projects around the house and she kept busy with her Sunday school teaching and helping with the church youth group. 

On the nights she was out helping at the church I was on-line reading hot wife stories and I started visiting interracial and cuckold sites to see some videos and read more stories. Tami was spending more evenings away from home "helping" at the church. Our sex life was down to about once a week on average. I was becoming more and more suspicious of her when she was away from home. She was a young energetic and beautiful woman. Any man would jump at the chance to have her. Surely she had to desire sex more frequently than we were having it.

I decided maybe I needed to keep a better eye on Tami. The security cameras I had installed when I decided to divorce Traci were still setup. I had the DVRs for the cameras setup for access from my computer which I could then access from work. 

I monitored Tami's activities at home for months. I could not find anything suspicious. She did not even touch herself at home. I started to think she must be doing things when she went out. I thought maybe I could hire an private investigator to spy on her. But what would Tami do if she found out I was having her followed. I decided I could not take that risk.

When I got home one evening Tami was in tears. She had just lost out on a teaching job at a local private school. She had thought she would be perfect for the position. It was teaching religion to ninth graders. But the school had hired someone with a teaching certificate in High School English instead. She had really gotten her hopes up for this job.

I held her while she cried. She said, "Maybe this is just a sign that I should just be a mom."

"I don't really believe in signs Tami. I think you just need to make the best of what comes your way."

"What's been coming my way has been nothing. I'm not going anywhere."

"You're doing wonders with the kids at the church. Someone's going to see your potential and they're going to take advantage of it."

"I don't know if I have any potential."

"Let me make some Margaritas and we can sit down and figure it out."

I served Tami the Margarita in a water glass. After her first one Tami was drunk. She had been sobbing periodically as she drank the tall glass I had given her. I was going to take her to bed but she wanted another one. That was a first. 

I really wanted to be supportive of her. I tried to be encouraging to her that other opportunities would come along. But in the back of my mind I kept looking at her as my beautiful wife and I was so horny for her. 

When she had downed the second Margarita her eyes were no longer focusing. She had stopped crying and she could hardly stay upright. She went down onto her side on the couch, curled up and passed out. I carried her to bed and stripped her down to her underwear. Go she was so sexy looking. We had not had sex for almost two weeks and my cock was standing up straight looking at my almost naked wife.

The lights were on and Tami was not conscious. I could not pass up this opportunity. I pulled her bra straps off of her shoulders. Then I rolled her to her side to unhook the bra and I pulled it off revealing her large pale white breasts. She was a 35C cup according to her bra tag. 

She had large dark areole about an inch and a half across. Her nipples were small, only about a quarter inch across and less than a quarter inch high. She was laying flat on her back in the middle of our king size bed. Her tits were firm and barely sagged outward on her chest. How could I resist her body? 

I bent down and took her left nipple in my mouth and gently suckled on the nub. I began to lick across it and it started to respond by going from a light reddish pink to a darker red color. As the nipple darkened, it distended. I began sucking and it grew to almost a half inch. 

I went to work on her right nipple and soon had it standing up as well. Then a thought occurred to me. I may never get the chance to see my wife like this again. If I took pictures of her I could use them later for my "personal enjoyment". 

I got our digital camera and snapped some pictures of Tami laying there in her panties. I took various angles and close-ups. I would work on her nipples and get them excited before snapping a series of shots. Then I tried to get her hands positioned to look like she was rubbing them herself. 

This did not work well. Every time I let go of her hands they would fall to her sides. So I setup the camera's tripod at the end of the bed and lined up the shot so the end of her elbows was outside the frame. I lined the shot up to show from her belly button up. Then I laid down between her legs, put her fingers on her nipples and grabbed her elbows to support her arms before her hands could slide off. 

I practiced this a few times and then set the camera on timer to snap five shots in a row. I climbed into position and as the camera clicked I moved her elbows which caused her fingers to look like they were rubbing her nipples. The effect was perfect. 

Then I positioned her hands at her sides with her thumbs hooked in the waist band of her panties. I snapped shots in a series like an animation slowly moving the waist band of her panties lower until I could not get her thumbs to stay inside the band. This looked exotic in the photos. 

I slid her panties down her legs and took them off leaving her naked on her back. I took several more shots of her as I slowly spread her legs apart. When she reached a point where her legs would not stay any farther apart I repositioned the frame again and I sat below the end of the bed with her feet out of the frame as I lifted her feet forcing her knees to spread exposing her pussy as it opened for the camera. The result was incredibly erotic. 

Then I decided I needed to taste my wife. This was something she would only let me do after she had a drink. She enjoyed it tremendously. But when she was sober she would not allow it. I crawled forward on the bed and placed my face between her thighs. I inhaled her musky scent. I stuck my tongue out and lightly probed the top of her slit.

I used my hands to push her knees up and hooked them over my shoulders as I drove my face deeper into the crevice between her legs. I lapped my tongue broadly across her lower lips as my saliva moistened them. With long swipes I lapped my tongue through her groove and over her clit bump. 

I pushed her buttocks up with my hands and pulled her cheeks apart with my thumbs as I examined her crinkled anus. I began to lick her anus wetting the opening over and over, trying to push the tip of my tongue into her hole.

I put her legs down and got up to get the camera. I took it off the tripod and clambered back between my wife's lovely legs. I started alternating between snapping close-up pictures and probing my wife with my tongue and fingers. 

Her vaginal cavity started to moisten as I drove a finger in and out of her. When I added a second finger it slid easily inside. I drove my fingers rapidly in and out hoping to see some sign that my wife could felt me stimulating her body. 

She lay motionless with the only sound being my fingers moving in and out of her body. I climbed off the bed again and began going around the house collecting things I thought might be useful. My erection was raging in anticipation of abusing my wife's body.

When I returned I piled the items on the bed next to her. The first thing I did was suck her nipples to hardness. Then I gently placed a clothes pin on her distended nipple. I was amazed she did not react to the pain this surely generated. When I placed the second one on her other nipple she audibly sighed.

I snapped some picture to show the pins tightly squeezing her nipples. Then I moved down. I opened the drawer to my night stand and pulled out the lubricant I often used to pleasure myself. I squeezed some on my fingers and began to work it into her cunt hole. I stroked in easily with two fingers and added a third without any problem. 

When I added my little finger to the other three her hole stopped me at the second knuckle as I tried to push into her. I worked my fingers in and out and heard Tami's breathing increase. Slowly I pushed more and more of the fingers inside my wife until I was going in to the third knuckle. Then the knuckles just seemed to pop past her opening I could feel her vaginal tissue squeeze the palm of my hand.

I held my hand inside her like that, barely moving it for a few minutes while I snapped some more photos with my free hand. 

Then I pulled out until just the tips of my fingers were inside her. I tucked my thumb in between my other fingers and pushed back in. I was surprised by how far my hand went in on that first push. Tami pulled her left leg back. Somehow, subconsciously, she was opening herself to me. 

I pushed carefully in and out, over and over adding pressure and putting more of my hand inside her. Tami's hips seemed to rock slightly as I slid my hand in and out. I had reached the third knuckle again. This time her lips looked very tightly stretched over the intruding hand. I rotated slightly and pushed over and over until suddenly my whole hand just disappeared inside of her body. I left it inside of her for a few moments capturing the images on my camera.

Then I popped it back out and in again, over and over, amazed at the way her body could accept my hand. I took some more pictures. When I had enough I pulled my hand from her body.

I pushed a lubricated finger slowly inside her anus. I worked it in and out and poured some additional lubrication onto my fingers. When it appeared to be sliding easily in and out I worked a second finger in. Her anus gripped the fingers tightly and I stopped pushing to allow her tissue time to adjust. 

I pulled my fingers out and grabbed a large cucumber I had laid on the bed. The cucumber was about a foot long and easily over two inches wide. I covered the thick end with lubrication and worked it into her cunt hole. I had to push to get the thickest part of the vegetable inside her. I pointed it upwards and as I pushed it in I could see the end push out slightly on her lower abdomen as it sank inside her. I took picture as I fucked my wife with the dark green vegetable. I captured the bulge in shots as it moved inside her. Then I pulled it out and laid it on her stomach with the end down over her pubic hair and took a picture.

I stripped and lubricated my cock. I hooked her knees over my shoulders and rolled her butt up until I could line up the end of my cock with her anus. I pushed inside her and slowly fucked her anally. I wanted to cum badly. But I also wanted this to last. Her anus was like a tight band around my cock with the rest of her back hole much softer. 

I slid in and out believing I was going to dump my cum in her at any second. But then another idea occurred to me and I pulled out. 

I got the cucumber and reinserted it fully inside her pussy. Then I got back in position and began fucking her ass again. I could feel the hardness of the cucumber through her tissues. It was an incredibly erotic moment and I could hold back no longer. I began squirting my cum into Tami's body as I groaned through my contractions. When I could not squirt anymore cum I held my position savoring the feeling. 

Finally I pulled my soft cock back and extracted myself from Tami's ass. I picked up the camera and held up her ass as I took pictures of my cum dribbling from her slightly gaping asshole. The end of the cucumber was clearly showing sticking out of her pussy. These pictures were going to trigger my arousal for years to come.




The Biggest Cuck Ch. 02



Then I began cleaning Tami up and putting away the items I had used. I washed the cucumber and put it away. Perhaps we would have it on a salad later. 

I got a towel, warm wet rag, and some gentle soap to clean up Tami's body. I rinsed the rag and let it lay on each nipple for awhile to sooth the damage I had done with the clothes pins. I did the same with her pussy and ass. Finally I put her panties back on and managed to get a pull over night shirt on her before placing her under the covers. 

The next day Tami woke up late. She complained of a headache and some nausea. I brought her some aspirin and a small glass of water. She asked, "Did we make love last night? All of my lady parts hurt." 

I replied, "Yes we did. You were pretty wild. I knew you had too much to drink because you were all over me. "

She said, "I'm never going to drink like that again. Oh my head."

This had been the one opportunity I had with Tami to be who I really wanted to be sexually and she had been unconscious. The few times I was brave enough to try to talk to Tami about being more adventurous sexually she had shot me down. She was unwilling to try anything I proposed. Anal was not an option. Any toys were out of the question. Cumming in her mouth was not allowed. At the moment I mentioned any such idea, Tami would rebuke me and get very cold toward me for days. 

I found it very hard to believe that Tami did not have any of the same desires I had for adventurous sex. I only wanted to be with her. But I wanted her to have a truly erotic side. I just could not believe she had so little desire for sex.

As I read stories on the internet about cheating wives I wondered how many of them were true. Surely most of these stories were fictional. But then I saw the pictures and videos and I knew some had to be true. After what Traci had done to me I started to wonder if Tami was unsatisfied with our love life. Maybe she had an erotic side. But she was exploring it with someone else. 

The more I thought about this the more worried I became. She was spending so much time in the evenings out of the house. When I was at work she was at home unless she was at a job interview or doing the shopping. Over a period of months I became truly concerned about our marriage. I even asked Tami if there was anything I could do to help her be more sexually intimate with me. She practically bit my head off saying that she did not need any pressure from me.

Then I began to wonder if she was getting pressure from someone else. Maybe on some of these job interviews they were pressuring her to have sex just to get a job, like in some of the stories I had read.

I even began to check her dirty panties in the laundry hamper for any signs of excess fluids. It felt creepy. But I thought maybe she was cheating. Then one day I pulled a pair of panties out of the hamper and the crotch was covered with crust. It was way more than the normal female secretions I had found previously and she was not on her period.

I decided to have it checked. I cleaned out a small jar and I scraped the crust into it. I did some research and found a lab that advertised that they were discreet. I took the jar to them and asked them to test it and tell me what it was. The man at the counter said their lab technician was ill and they were severely backed up so it could be weeks before I knew the results. I left the sample there anyway and said I could wait.

A few days later, after work I saw Randle parked in front of the house next door packing his equipment. During the time I had divorced Traci I had gotten to talk with Randle a few times. He knew that I knew about him and Traci. 

He had apologized to me and said that if Traci had not pursued him so hard he never would have had sex with her. He had actually tried to resist her even when she would come out to our back yard in skimpy see through outfits, while he worked in the backyard next door. She would lay on a lounge chair and spread her legs toward him without looking at him. She finally made him so horny he couldn't take it.

I could see how that would have happened with Traci. I had forgiven Randle. He was not going to be my best friend. But he was not someone I was going to hate for giving in to a beautiful and hot slut like Traci.

So when I saw Randle a thought occurred to me. He was a very well built and handsome man that I believed women found attractive. With his experience I thought maybe he could help me figure out my problems with Tami. I really did not want to hire someone to follow her around. But I thought maybe if she were tempted I could find out how she would react.

So I asked Randle, "Why are you working so late?"

"A piece of my equipment broke and that put me hours behind."

"Is it okay if I ask you something personal?" 

"It's okay, but I might not answer depending on the question." 

"I think my new wife Tami might be messing around." 

"Boy you really know how to pick 'em"

"Well I'm not exactly sure if she is or isn't."

"What makes you think she might be?"

"She is spending a lot more time out in the evening when I'm home and our sex life seems to have slowed down."

"That doesn't sound very good. Are you being romantic?"

"I send her flowers almost every other week. I tell her I love her all the time."

"But do you listen to her. Man that's what a woman really wants. She wants her man to listen to her."

"I listen to her. But she seems really depressed about things. Like she can't find a job and doesn't think anyone will hire her."

"It looks like you might have some problems."

"Well have you seen anything while you've been working?"

"I'm only here a couple times a week. But I haven't seen anything going on. I've barely seen your new wife at all."

I had been working up the courage to ask Randle something, "I'm wondering if maybe you could test her for me. You um, I thought maybe you could um, you know , be friendly to her and um, maybe put some, um, m...moves on her, and uh, maybe see how she uh, you know, reacts?"

"Oh come on, I can't do that. Just because Traci was nuts about me doesn't mean your new wife would even look at me."

"First off, Traci was just plain nuts and a slut. So let's just forget about her. I...I just need to know if um, Tami is uh, tempted by other guys." I pulled out my wallet and took out one of the topless pictures I had taken of Tami. I handed it to Randle. "I'd like to know if she's anything like Traci."

Randle stared appreciatively at the photo I gave him. "Tell you what. I'll think about it and let you know. Give me your phone number and I'll give you a call. For the record, I think you're crazy. You should just talk with her." 

"I've tried. But she won't tell me anything. Something's wrong and I don't know how to figure it out." "I'll let you keep that picture while you think about it. But don't you dare post it anywhere. I'll want it back later." I gave Randle one of my business cards so he could call me at work. With that Randle got in his truck and left.

A couple days later I got a call from Randle. "Hi it's Randle, the gardener."

"Hi Randle, what's up?"

"I've been thinking about how I can help you and I have a proposal."

"I'm all ears."

"I will try to come on to your wife. But the deal is you have to hire me as your gardener. Here's the thing. One, you don't know if a woman is really going to be seduced until she goes all the way. So if I have sex with your wife there will be no repercussions from you." 

"Two, if I am successful at seducing your wife you will pay me one thousand dollars for the effort. That's the deal. What do you think?"

"I have to pay a thousand dollars to get you to have sex with my wife? That seems a bit outrageous." 

"That's to make sure you're serious about this. Plus I may have some expenses. The terms are not negotiable Bob."

"Okay, okay. But to get the thousand, you have to have video proof that you actually seduced her. That should not be hard since I have security cameras in all the bedrooms, the living room and the den. But if you go someplace else then you have to provide the video yourself. Also, she has to do it willingly. There will be no forced sex or rape of my wife or there will be serious repercussions. Understand?"

"Bob I think we understand each other. When do you want to start."

"Randle, you can start as soon as we sign a contract for landscaping. Let's meet at the house around 4:00 Monday."

"That's fine. I'll be at the Nelsons next door on Monday anyway."

"See you Monday."

My heart was racing and I was breathing so hard I felt like I had run a race. I could feel my heart beating in my ears. What had I just done? Did I really need to test my wife? Did I just want to see her fuck another guy? At this point I really didn't know for sure.



The Biggest Cuck Ch. 03



Warning -- the following story has received many negative comments. It's a cuckold story that has interracial content. If you like the regular formulaic content of the typical stories here you will be disappointed with this story. I am a new novice writer that has chosen to write an unusual story. The main character is intentionally unlikable. This is pure fiction and represents no fantasy of mine. You have been warned.

Chapter 3 - Tami is seduced

Later that day I talked to Tami about hiring Randle to do the gardening. "Tami, I was thinking about making some improvements around the house. I ran into the gardener who works on the Nelson's house and he said he could do some nice landscaping for our yard. What do you think?"

"I kind of like doing gardening."

"That's fine honey. I was hoping you could work with him on a landscaping plan and then he would bring a crew in and set it all up. After that, we'll see how things go. Maybe he can do the heavy lifting to keep the yard in shape and you can work on the finer stuff like keeping the weeds away and planting the flower beds."

"Actually that sounds like a great plan honey! I think we should do it."

On Monday at 4:00 I was waiting with Tami when Randle rang the door bell. I let him in and brought him back to the den to meet Tami.

As we came through the doorway Tami looked up at the big man surprised at how tall he was. She shook his hand as I introduced her.

"Tami, this is the gardener, Randle Bailey, that I was telling you about. Randle, this is my wife Tami."

Randle was wearing a clean but tight t-shirt and a pair of loose fitting shorts and sandals. He must have changed in his truck after working at the Nelsons. His muscles bulged impressively. "Mrs. Scranton, it is so nice to finally meet you. I have been working next door at the Nelsons for years. I've seen you from their back yard on a few occasions and I've always thought, man she is one beautiful woman. I would sure like to meet her."

Tami blushed at Randle's compliment. "Well I'm sure you must be near sighted and I must be a disappointment up close."

"On the contrary, you are even more beautiful up close. I'm sure I felt my heart skip a bit when I saw you. You are just breath taking."

Tami smiled and said, "Well I still think you may have problems with your eyes Mr. Bailey."

"Call me Randle, please."

"Well then you can call me Tami." 

"Well Tami, I understand you would like to plan some landscape for you yards. Since I have been working next door for so long I have often envisioned what I would do if I could work in this back yard. But I really want to hear your ideas and see if we can come up with a plan. Why don't you tell me what your ideas are and see if you are willing to hire me to help make them happen."

I sat there listening as Tami discussed her ideas for plants, trees, pathways, and different features she wanted in the landscaping. Randle had handed me a services agreement that he used with his other clients and I read through the document looking for any problems. 

The contract was pretty simple and allowed escape clauses for both parties and spelled out all of the liabilities. Randle's primary business was clearly gardening and I saw nothing wrong with the contract. So after Randle had listened to Tami's ideas he said that we could sign the contract now if we wanted or think about it for awhile.

I looked at Tami and said, "Let's go ahead and get this signed now."

We signed our names and Randle signed his. Then he said, "I will layout some drawings based on the yard configuration. Tami, I can come back this Wednesday and we can walk around the yard and fill in the drawing as a map for your landscape plan. Will you be here on Wednesday?"

"Well I should be. I have no other plans that day except regular house work."

"Okay then, I will see you on Wednesday."

I walked Randle out to his truck. "Well what do you think?"

"I think you will have all the answers you need about your wife in a few weeks. Are you sure you want to do this? She seems like a really nice lady."

"I've got to know if she is faithful. This is the only way."

"Okay then. I hope for your sake she has the will power to resist."

When I got home on Wednesday I asked Tami how her meeting with Randle had gone. 

"He's such a nice man. He's always positive and complimentary. He seems to really appreciate beauty." 

I glanced at her and made a face and she said, "I didn't mean he was flattering me, he was pointing out the beauty of the flowers and the trees in the yard. Sheesh! Do you really think I'm that vain?"

"I didn't say you were vain. I didn't say anything."

"Well anyway, we went over the whole yard and filled in our landscape plan. He wrote down everything I wanted. He's such a good listener and he came up with some great ideas. We're going to put a little fountain in the back and it's going to give us this little babbling brook effect next to the pathway that's going to wind through some trees that will give us some shade in the yard. It's just going to be beautiful. Randle's taking me shopping on Friday. We are going to some nurseries to buy plants and other stuff for the yard."

"It sounds like you had a very productive day. How about I take you to dinner to celebrate?"

After we had returned from a quick meal at a local Italian restaurant I went up to my office and checked the video from the backyard today. 

Randle had shown up at 10:00 wearing his usual tight t-shirt and some light slacks and sandals. Tami was dressed in a tank top and shorts. I put the video on fast forward and scanned as they moved around the yard. Randle kept saying things that were making Tami laugh and smile. He would put his hand in the small of her back, lean in close, and point out something in the yard. 

I noticed that after awhile Tami started touching his arm as they talked and walked around. She would tap his shoulder or his big forearm and say something and they would both smile. They would stop and talk about different areas of the back yard and then he would pull open this large rolled up paper he was carrying and start drawing and making notes. 

They were working on it for a long time it seemed. Then Randle stopped and said something to Tami. He touched a finger to the skin on her shoulder. He apparently thought she might be getting sun burnt as he pulled a tube out of one of his work belt holsters and started rubbing some ointment on her shoulders. He brushed her hair away and she sat down on a lawn chair as he worked the ointment onto both sides. She had a look of pleasure on her face as he spent a few minutes using his strong fingers to rub her exposed skin.

She held out her hand as he squeezed some of the lotion onto her palms and began rubbing it on her neck and above her tank top.

While she was doing that Randle knelt down in front of her and massaged the lotion onto her legs. He watched her face as he worked his hands from low on her calf all the way up to the bottom of her shorts. Tami sat in the chair with her eyes closed looking blissful as Randle worked the lotion into the skin on her legs.

I did not think Tami would allow a man to touch her bare legs like that. But she must have felt safe out in the daylight. She apparently trusted Randle to behave like a gentleman and he did not disappoint. When her skin had been coated with the cream he stood up and placed the tube back in his belt and they proceeded to the front yard.

They continued looking around the front yard for awhile and then went inside. Tami made a lunch for them both and they sat and talked while they ate. Randle had Tami giggling and tossing her long blonde hair. I could tell she liked him. But nothing sexual happened. I really did not expect anything to happen that first day. So why was my cock hard? I locked the door to my office, went to a cheating wife porn site and masturbated. 

Tami went to bed early Friday night. She complained that she had sore muscles from helping Randle with all the new plants and stuff. I watched the video from that day. They were gone a long time. They arrived back at the house in the mid afternoon. It was a hot day and Randle was in regular work clothes. Tami was wearing another tank top and shorts combination with tennis shoes. 

Randle's truck and flat trailer was loaded with plants, rocks, and dirt. They both began carrying the plants to a staging area in the back yard. Randle's skin was glistening with sweat as his muscles bulged while making trip after trip from our driveway to the back yard. 

When they had all the plants moved they began loading large stones into a wheel barrow. When it was full Randle drove it to the back yard and emptied it. Finally they did the same with the dirt and Randle piled it onto plastic sheets. When everything was unloaded, Randle packed the wheel barrow away and came and sat down in the back yard.

I heard Tami offer him a drink and he asked for beer. Tami brought him a beer and brought out a hard lemonade for herself. They drank slowly in the shade on the patio as the sun was now lower behind the front of the house. They were discussing the work to be done. Randle said he would be getting a fresh start early on Monday. 

When they had finished their drinks, Tami rubbed her shoulder and complained, "Oh my body aches from head to toe." 

"Let me rub some of those aches out for you."

"I couldn't ask you to do that. You worked ten times harder than I did. You must be pretty sore yourself."

"What, today?! This was nothing. I do this kind of lifting all the time in my job. I'm pretty used to it."

"Well you definitely are in good shape."

Randle smiled, "Why thank you. But I bet you could really use a massage. Tell you what, I've got some spare clothes in my truck. If you will let me take a shower here, I will give you a nice massage when I'm clean. That way you will feel alright by the time Bob gets home."

The Hard lemonade must have been affecting Tami's judgment as she agreed to Randle's offer.

Randle went to his truck and brought a small gym bag back. He disappeared into the guest bathroom. I saw Tami take some aspirin and sit down on the couch in the den to wait for Randle to return.

When he came out of the bathroom he only had on a pair of gym shorts. They were tight enough that his huge package was clearly outlined in the cotton material. When he walked into the den I could hear Tami gasp slightly as she looked at the big man's body.

"Now that's better." He said in his deep voice. "I like to get all of that grime off of me as soon as possible. Now why don't you lie on your stomach and I will see what I can do about those sore muscles."

Tami obediently lay down on the couch and Randle got on his knees beside her. He started kneading her shoulders working the tension out. He moved gently up to her neck and then worked his way down her back. When he got to her butt he just kept massaging and Tami did not object as he rubbed his fingers into her butt cheeks. 

Tami was moaning about how good it felt. She complained that "Bob does not give me massages very often and when he does he just rushes through it hoping I will get frisky."

Randle said, "A massage cannot be rushed. You must feel the muscles and recognize which ones need more pressure and less pressure until they are relaxed. " He was working his way down her right leg as he talked. Then he worked his way back up her left leg. "A massage is a sensual thing. It's best when you perform it directly on the skin. Let me show you."

Randle slid his hand underneath Tami's tank top on her back and rubbed her aching muscles. "These things always get in the way of a good massage too. Do you mind if I unhook it?" Randle said as his fingers went over Tami's bra strap.

Tami's mind seemed to be in a daze as she said, "Go ahead."

Randle unhooked Tami's bra with the deftness that showed his experience. He then started long deep strokes down her back that had her purring like a kitten. She really looked like she was turning to putty in his hands.

"Time to do the front side." Randle stated with a slight laugh.

Tami's eyes popped open as she mumbled, "Oh, okay." She rolled over and lay with her arms at her sides. Although her bra was unhooked the front remained in place under her tank top.

Randle started by massaging her arms. He took his time and stroked gently over her hands making her even more relaxed. Then he went down to her feet and worked his way up her legs until I could see his thumbs reach the crotch of her shorts and brush over them as his palms slid over her hips. I thought surely she would respond and scold him for his brazenness. But she just lay there like she was asleep having an erotic dream.

He moved back up to her shoulders and then I caught something I had not noticed earlier. The bulge in his shorts was right against the back of her hand. He kept moving his hips slightly as he rubbed her shoulders and his cloth covered cock rubbed across her hand. The bulge appeared to be getting larger as he kept rubbing against her. Then almost imperceptibly her hand turned over and opened up, Now that bulge was running across the palm of her hand and her fingers appeared to be gliding along the side of it as it moved.

This kept up until finally Tami moved her hand away and laid it across her stomach. Randle kept rubbing another minute and then said, "I better stop this massage and get going or you might just fall asleep."

"Oh Randle, I really could just fall asleep. Thank you so much for the massage. My muscles feel so much better."

"Anytime you want me to Tami, I'm at your service." Randle got up and left.

Tami just laid there relaxed. Then she slowly reached her right hand up under her tank top and started gently rubbing her nipple. After a few minutes she pushed her left hand into her shorts and began masturbating right on the couch. I heard her moan and groan as she started rocking her hips. She came with some strong contractions. She rolled onto her side and lay there on the couch for several minutes. She finally got up just before I was due to get home and took a shower.

I had masturbated while watching my wife masturbate on the video. I was starting to have a feeling Tami was going to be easy pickings for Randle.

On Monday, Randle called me at work. "Hi Bob."

"Hi Randle, what's up."

"I assumed you watched the video from Friday?"

"Yes I did."

"Are you ready to call this thing off?"

"Why would I do that?"

"You saw her, I could have pushed it and she would have let me. You know I could have had her if I wanted to."

"You said yourself that we don't know what a woman will do unless she does it. Right?"

"I said that. But it's obvious I can have Tami if I want her. Look, it's not that she wants to cheat on you. It's just nature. Any woman will drop her panties and spread her legs under the right circumstances. Human beings are animals with instincts. We are designed to try to breed with the best mate we can find. It's not a knock on you. She picked you and she married you. It's not your fault that I am a superior male. Nature just made me that way. I already took a wife from you without trying. I feel bad about that. I'm giving you a chance to back out of this deal now for $3,000." 

"For three grand you won't seduce my wife. Is that what you're saying?"

"No for three grand I won't have sex with your wife and ruin your marriage. I've already seduced your wife. You know that from the video."

I was really conflicted now. On the one hand I knew Randle was probably right. Based on what I had seen on the video, Tami just might have sex with him. But on the other hand, the thought of that made my dick hard and maybe that's what I wanted. I seemed to be struggling to figure out if I was really in love with my wife or if I just wanted to watch while she got thoroughly fucked by a huge man with a big cock.

Finally I said, "Randle, she may have been enticed by you. But I don't think she was seduced and I don't think she will be seduced. But I will continue to wonder about it unless we do this. So I guess I'm saying no. I appreciate the offer. But our original deal is still on."

"Okay Bob, but don't say I didn't warn you."



The Biggest Cuck Ch. 04



Warning – the following story has received many negative comments.  It’s a cuckold story that has interracial content.  If you like the regular formulaic content of the typical stories here you will be disappointed with this story.  I am a new novice writer that has chosen to write an unusual story.  The main character is intentionally unlikable.  This is pure fiction and represents no fantasy of mine.  You have been warned.

Chapter 4 -- Randle completes the seduction

Randle had a crew over with a back hoe and some other equipment on the following Tuesday. The crew was there all day and Tami went shopping to stay out of their way as they prepped the yards for the landscaping . They managed to install the water feature and rocks that gave the bubbling brook effect and they poured the concrete for the pathway. 

Randle did not come over again until a week later, giving the concrete time to cure.

When I got home that day Tami was in the shower. This was unusual since Tami takes a shower in the morning after I leave for work. I knocked on the door and called, "Hi honey I'm home!"

"Oh hi honey. I'll be out in a minute." Her voice sounded a little strange to me. 

"Why are you taking a shower now?"

"I was helping Randle today and needed to get cleaned up." Again she sounded distracted. 

"You know we are paying him to do the work right?"

"Oh that's okay, I enjoyed it." This she said with some conviction.

"What's for dinner?"

"I'm sorry honey, I got busy with Randle and didn't have time to make anything. Do you want to run down and get a pizza or something?"

"Okay, I'll call it in and be back in a bit."

When we sat down to eat the pizza I noticed that Tami would barely look in my direction. "Are you okay honey? Is anything wrong?"

"No Bob, there's nothing wrong. I just had a long hard day is all." 

"Are you sure, you seem distracted."

"I'm not really feeling well. I think I'm going to go to bed early."

Her eyes were a blood shot and her face was pale. I noticed she had no makeup on at all. She was barely picking at her food. "Well honey I think maybe your coming down with something. You don't look very well. I think it's a good idea for you to go to bed."

Tami was in bed by 8:30 pm and out like a light when I checked on her at 9 pm. I went to my the office to check the videos. I scanned through the morning hours and Randle and Tami were both working in the backyard all morning. She looked bright and happy on the video. She was wearing a halter instead of a tank top or t-shirt and cotton shorts. This meant she did not have a bra on and I could see her unsupported breasts sway as she used a hoe to dig out some weeds. 

Randle was paying her regular compliments. He mentioned the definition on her abdominal muscles, how strong she was, and he kidded about hiring her as an assistant. They took a break at mid morning and he pulled out his sun screen. He pulled off his leather work gloves and Tami let him apply it to all of her exposed skin. He even rubbed some over the top of her breasts from behind. She had her head laid back against his chest with her eyes closed as he rubbed the lotion on, taking more time to rub it in than was necessary.

They went back to work. At about 11:30, Tami excused herself to go inside and make some lunch. I noticed that she made a trip upstairs to the bathroom to freshen up before going down and making some sandwiches. She brought out the sandwiches to the patio table along with a pitcher of water with ice cubes in it and glasses. 

Randle said he should clean up a little. He took off his tool belt, work shoes, socks, gloves and his sweaty t-shirt at the door before going inside to the guest bathroom and washing up. When he came back I could hear him call out to Tami, "Is it alright if I grab a beer? I always like a cold one on a hot day."

"Sure Randle, they're in the fridge. Help yourself."

"Do you want anything?"

"I suppose a hard lemonade would be nice." "Glass or bottle?"

"A bottle is fine."

"You got it beautiful."

Randle brought the drinks outside and set the opened lemonade in front of Tami.

He moved his paper plate next to Tami instead of across the table and then sat down to eat. Throughout lunch Randle kept making Tami giggle and she started touching his arm and shoulder telling him how funny he was. He in turn kept the compliments flowing her way. 

By the time they had finished lunch Tami was having a little trouble pronouncing all of her words correctly. Then she said, "You know, I've had this ache in my shoulder all day. I was wondering if you wouldn't mind coming inside and massaging it for me?"

Randle said, "Sure, I'd loved to."

Tami went inside and Randle followed her. "You know" Randle said, "my work pants are really dirty. If it's okay, I'd rather not wear them in your Den. I'll just leave them here by the back door." Tami stuttered, "Uh, s...sure. I guess no one w...will m mind."

With that Randle stripped off his Jeans which left him wearing only a pair of boxer briefs which clearly outlined his huge package. 

Tami's eyes bulged out as she glanced down and back at the big man's underwear while she made her way into the den. She lay face down on the couch without looking at him again. 

Randle got on his knees beside her and began massaging her back. As he worked he kept rubbing over the ties of her halter top. Finally he said, "These knots are kind of in the way. Do you mind if I just untie them so I can give you a full rub down? The front of you should be hidden in the couch cushions."

Tami was already feeling relaxed and dreamily said, "Sure, go ahead." 

Randle untied the knot that was around the back of her neck and then the one on her back pulling the cloth out to the side to completely expose her back and neck. As he worked he leaned over her bringing his underwear covered cock into contact with the side of her arm. 

As I watched Randle rub Tami's naked back, he was also rubbing his obviously stiffening cock across the side of her arm. My cock was rock hard. My breathing had become labored and I was feeling a little light headed as I watched the erotic scene.

Randle massaged her muscles all the way up her back to her shoulders and neck and then back down again. When he reached her butt he just kept going massaging Tami's ass like it was just another part of her back. He worked his hands down her legs to her feet and he gave them a delicate massage that had Tami swooning. When he moved back up he repositioned himself by her hip and worked on her lower back. I noticed his cloth covered erection was now sliding over the back of Tami's hand.

I as watched the video, I began to notice that very slowly but purposefully Tami's arm was rotating over until her thumb and fingers formed a groove that cupped the bulge in Randle's underwear formed by his cock as it moved across her palm. 

After a few more minutes of this Randle reached up and put a hand around Tami's neck. He leaned forward and just slightly turned her face farther toward him as he tenderly kissed her on the lips.

Tami just rolled her body over, exposing her bare breasts to Randle, as he continued to kiss her on the mouth. Her Halter top fell onto the floor as Randle slid his hand down over her left breast. Her nipples were looked dark and erect as he gently massaged one and then the other.

When his lips came off of her mouth Tami moaned, "Oh Randle, that feels so good."

Randle placed Tami's hand back on his underwear over his huge erect shaft. "You see what you've done to me. I want you so bad." He said in his sexy deep voice.

Tami felt the massive cock in her hand and said, "Oh yes, I want you to take me."

Randle kissed her again putting his tongue into her mouth where it slipped over her tongue again and again.

Randle pulled Tami's hand from his cock and slid his briefs down over his hips and off to free his hard black cock. Tami immediately replaced her hand on the immense organ stroking it up and down his length. 

Randle kissed his way down her neck and sucked a nipple into his mouth, suckling on the hard red nub. Over and over he licked the sensitive teat sending little electric shocks throughout Tami's body. 

Then Randle worked his way farther down kissing her belly button as he used his hands to unsnap and unzip her shorts. She lifted her hips as he slid her shorts and panties together down and off of her legs exposing her blonde bush. Tami willingly spread her legs as Randle put his head between them and began to lick her wet pussy from top to bottom. 

Tami was stroking the length of Randle's massive cock as he drove his thick tongue inside her wet hole. She was moaning loudly as the huge black man quickly drove her to an orgasm with his broad tongue.

Randle repositioned Tami with her back on the couch cushions. He was on his knees between her spread legs with her feet hooked over his shoulders. I knew Randle picked this position because it gave the security camera an unobstructed view as Randle positioned his huge cock head at the entrance to my wife's precious cunt. 

He gripped his cock in one hand and worked the dark head against her moist opening. After stroking it through her groove several times he lifted it up and I could see it was covered with her slick moisture. Tami tried to grasp it with her hand and started to beg Randle to "Put it inside me. Please put it in me now."

He realigned it with her hole and then pushed it inside. It looked like only a few inches entered Tami. But she gasped at the huge intrusion to her body. She started to beg him, "Oh yeah. More, give me more."

Randle began to thrust against her tight cunt. He stroked in and out, gaining more depth on each push. Tami was going crazy with the pleasure. She came when he had over half of his cock stroking into her and again when she moaned, "Oh God, I can feel you pushing against my womb. Bob has never even touched me there. Oh God it feels so good!"

The contrast of Randle's dark cock against Tami's pale white skin was incredible to watch. I suddenly realized I was not jealous, just totally aroused by the images I was watching. I wondered how this could be? My wife was fucking another man and I was hard as a rock hoping he would just keep fucking her and dump his creamy load inside her body. What was happening to me?

Tami was begging Randle, "Harder, harder, HARDER!" and Randle was driving into her faster and faster. Then he pushed in as hard as he could holding his entire cock inside her as deeply as he could reach and she screamed, "God! Oh God! Your inside my womb! Oh God!" as she came while he poured his seed directly inside her opened cervix.

They stayed that way locked together as they slowly recovered. Then Randle slowly pulled his cock almost all the way out and pushed it slowly back in. He started a rhythm of long slow strokes and it was clear he was not done with Tami.

She moaned, "Oh I can't believe your still hard." 

Randle just kept driving his cock slowly in and out of her body. He bent down and kissed her, putting his tongue deeply inside her mouth. Their tongues battled as he continued to fuck my wife with his huge cock. Randle's back had a sheen of sweat making his skin glisten. 

After several minutes of the slow pace Randle picked Tami up with his strong arms and turned around sitting down on the couch with Tami impaled on his long cock. With her knees on the cushions she began riding up and down, up and down with her head thrown back and her eyes shut. 

Randle leaned forward and started sucking her nipples as Tami continued to ride his cock. 

Suddenly she drove herself down hard on Randle and came with a long series of grunts. She rocked her hips back and forth with Randle's cock buried deeply inside her. Then she collapsed against him with her arms around his neck for support.

Randle lifted her up and pulled her off of his embedded cock. He set her down on the floor and then lifted one end of the couch pulling it out away from the wall. He picked her up again and draped her on her stomach over the back of the couch. He then positioned himself behind her and slowly in one steady push drove his long cock all the way back inside her. 

Randle fucked her slowly for awhile just sawing in and out as Tami laid there passively absorbing the big man's thrusts. He would stop and even pull out to get a drink. Tami did not move, just laying with her cunt exposed waiting for her big black lover. Randle would come back and continue fucking my wife for several more minutes. Finally he started to pick up the pace and really started slamming in and out of her. He began to spank her ass as he drove into her harder and harder.

Tami suddenly came to life as she began building to a new height of pleasure and pain. Over and over, he speared his long cock into her womb, driving the breath from her body. All Tami could do was grunt and moan as this man fucked her endlessly. Finally Randle drove in deeply and roared as he pumped his sperm into her womb again. 

When he was done, he lifted Tami and carried her back onto the couch sitting her down next to him as they cuddled and lightly kissed each other.

Tami reached down and felt her open hole with her fingers. Then suddenly her eyes popped open with a frightened look on her face. "God! Oh God No! What have I done?!"

Randle still had his arm around her shoulders as she tried to push him away. "What's wrong?"

She held her hand toward him showing him the cum that had dripped from her body, "This! This is what's wrong! You came in me! I forgot and you came in me!"

"What do you mean you forgot? You forgot birth control?", Randle said with a shock.

Tami just let it all spill out, "I can't believe it. I can't believe I did this. I can't believe we did this. I went off the pill last month. I was going to surprise Bob. We were going to start a family. Things were really starting to go well. Oh God! What have I done?! I decided I was just going to stay home and be a mom. I forgot, when we started to ... to make love. I should have remembered. I've been on the pill for so long, I forgot ... and now I could be pregnant!"

"Tami, it rarely happens on the first try. Don't worry. You'll see, you'll be okay."

"No! No I won't, I won't be okay because this is the worst time for me. I was going to surprise Bob tonight with the news. We were going to make love and make a baby. Oh God! Now I've ruined everything."

I sat stunned in my chair, in my office, with my dick in my hand and my cum all over my pants as I found out my wife not only fucked my black gardener, but he probably made her pregnant. I sat there contemplating my life, not knowing what to do or what would come next. I scanned back on the video and listened again as my wife explained how she might be pregnant now and then I masturbated one more time before I cleaned up and went to bed.



The Biggest Cuck Ch. 05



Warning – the following story has received many negative comments.  It’s a cuckold story that has interracial content.  If you like the regular formulaic content of the typical stories here you will be disappointed with this story.  I am a new novice writer that has chosen to write an unusual story.  The main character is intentionally unlikable.  This is pure fiction and represents no fantasy of mine.  You have been warned.

Chapter 5 -- My Depression

The next morning I was awakened when I felt this wonderful warm wet feeling on my cock. I looked down to see a sight I never expected. Tami was completely naked and sunlight was providing enough light through our curtains that I could see her body. She had her mouth wrapped around my cock and was doing her best to get me aroused. She had never sucked my cock before. She had always said it was a disgusting idea that only whores did when I had asked her do it early in our marriage. 

When I stirred she knew I was awake she pulled her mouth off of my erect cock and smiled at me. 

"Surprise."

I looked down at her smiling but bewildered, not immediately remembering the events I had witnessed on video the night before. "What's gotten into you?"

"Nothing yet. But I was hoping you wouldn't mind changing that." Then she just came out with her intent plainly, "Bob, I stopped taking the pill last month. It's time for you and I to start our family. I want to be a mom and I want you to be a dad."

My mind started working again as things started to click into place, "You want to make a family right now?"

"Yes Bob, I can't wait. I need to be a mom and we have to start right now."

I decided to resist the idea to see if she would crack and tell me the truth, "I thought you wanted to start a career before we had a family. That was the plan. What's changed?"

"You know I haven't been able to find a job and we've always said we wanted to have a baby. I've decided I want to make a baby now. So come on you big lovable fool. Let's make a baby."

"But Tami, I'm going to be late to work. Can't this wait until tonight?"

"No Bob, it has to be right now. I'm in the mood and you still have time before you need to get ready for work. Please Bob, I need you now."

Even though I had just seen her be unfaithful to me yesterday, I really felt sorry for her. I was feeling pangs of love for her. I also knew I could have prevented what happened yesterday and so I felt guilty. I was torn about what to do. 

Then I thought well maybe I could still get her pregnant. Maybe Randle's sperm was weak or just did not get to her egg. Maybe I could save our marriage.

"Alright honey, let's make a baby."

I needed no further preparation, my cock was hard and ready to go. Tami lay back with her legs spread and I pushed easily inside her. It really was not very erotic. In fact, she was warn and wet. But her cunt hole was much looser than I ever remember it being. I pumped in a out of her with all my might, trying to jam myself as deeply into her as possible. I was having trouble feeling her and she did not seem to be enjoying it much either. But the images from the video flooded my mind and suddenly I squirted my measly offering into her body. I could not muster much after cumming twice the night before on my hand.

We cuddled together for a few minutes before I had to get in the shower for work. She put a pillow under her hips to help my semen stay inside of her. She actually thanked me for making her a mom before I went into the bathroom and again as I left for work.

Randle called me at work that day. "Hi Bob."

"Hi Randle. I was expecting your call."

"So I guess you saw what happened."

"Yes I did."

"You saw the part at the end?"

"Yes."

"I'm sorry man. I didn't know. If I had known I never would have done it."

"I understand. I don't blame you. It's not your fault it's mine. I wanted this to happen. I realize that now. Because of it, my wife is probably going to have your baby and there's nothing I can do about it."

"Can't you get her a morning after pill or have her get an abortion?"

"She would never do that. I couldn't even ask her."

"So you're stuck waiting to see if she gets pregnant?"

"Look the light went on for me last night and again this morning. I know that Tami loves me. That's the thing I was missing with Traci. She never really loved me. Tami wants to be with me even if there are better men out there. She made love to me this morning hoping somehow that I might get her pregnant. She told me she wants my baby. She didn't tell me what happened between you and her. I know she was too ashamed of herself. But I have never felt someone love me like she does."

"So what's going to happen now?"

"I want to pay you off just like I promised. I know I owe you $1,000. If I give you the $1,000 will you stop seeing Tami?"

"Look I didn't realize yesterday that she was not on the pill. I'm going to help you out. You can keep the $1,000. You have to promise me that you won't leave Tami. Even if she has my baby, you have to stay with her and take care of her and the baby. She really is a special woman."

"That's a promise. Call me back if there are any problems."

After that things seemed to get better for Tami and I. Tami and I made love every night for two weeks straight. Then she missed her period. When we confirmed she was pregnant we both appeared happy on the outside. But I was anxious to find out what would happen if the baby turned out to be Randle's.

It was a long nine months until the March day our baby girl was born. I say our baby girl, but it was really Randle's and Tami's baby girl. Tami named her Tanya. Her skin was not particularly dark. But it was dark enough and her hair was definitely black and kinky. It was the second time that my wife's first child was fathered by another man. But it was a completely different circumstance to me. 

When Tami saw the baby, she looked so guilty and she began to cry. The nurses thought they were tears of joy and they gave her the baby to hold. She held it with love, but she could not look at me. She kept crying. 

Finally they took the baby and cleaned her up. They swaddled her in blankets and brought her back to me. Tami looked at me as I held the baby gently and I honestly felt so much in love with this child, that was not mine, because it was my wife's. I was scared as a new dad. I didn't know what to do. But I knew I wanted this baby as my daughter. 

But Tami looked at me holding the baby and she confessed right there in the delivery room. Right in front of the doctor and several nurses she said, "Bob, that's not your baby." 

I said, "Sure it is."

"No Bob, I was unfaithful. That's not your baby and I can't lie to you anymore. You're too good of a man for me to do that to you. I was hoping the baby was yours. I was only unfaithful once. But now I know and I know how much it must hurt you and I'm so sorry. I can't lie to you anymore and I can't be your wife anymore. I don't deserve you and I can't burden you with an unfaithful wife and a child that's not yours. When we leave the hospital I'm moving to my parents house with the baby. I already told them this could happen. So they have setup a nursery there for me. "

I just stood there holding the baby and staring at her not wanting to hear the words she was saying to me. "Tami, I love you and I forgive you. Please don't leave me."

"I have to Bob. I feel too much guilt and I can never really be your wife again. I'm so sorry."

I spent weeks trying to convince her not to leave me. I even called Randle and had him try to convince her to stay. He turned out to be quite the proud papa and even paid Tami for child support and she gave him visitation rights. She told me to stay away completely. She said the sight of me reminded her of how badly she had screwed up my life and she just couldn't take the guilt of seeing me.

When I realized I would never get Tami back my heart went cold. I just couldn't feel anything. I no longer cared about anything. I started treating my employees poorly and spent a lot of time drunk. 

I finally hit bottom when I was too hung over several mornings in a row to go to work. My assistant called me at home and gave me hell saying the company was going to fail and all of my employees would lose their jobs if I didn't get back to work and start selling some products. I realized he was right and I slowly pulled myself together.

It was several months later I went to a trade show in Japan. I didn't speak much Japanese, but our products were popular there. So I contracted with a company there to provide me with a translator. They sent me a twenty year old student that was studying English at a local college. She was a classical oriental beauty. Her smile was the first thing to brighten my day in months. 

I asked her what she wanted to be and she said, "I just want a good job and I want to travel. I want to see America." 

Her name was Mariko and every time she spoke I just felt a warmth I can't explain. She was slender and only about 5' 2" and 105 lbs. She was always smiling and trying to look at the bright side of every conversation. 

As I dealt with the Japanese business men that were interested in my product she gave me tips as to how to show these men the proper respect to get them to buy my products. She seemed wise beyond her years when it came to business. But at the same time she acted really innocent when it came to people.

I was in Japan for two weeks, but had only contracted Mariko's services for the first week. I quickly made sure she stayed on for the full two weeks. She invited me to have dinner with her family. It turned out her father was a business man with many children ranging in age from 6 to 23. Mariko was the second child. Her older brother was a medical intern and close to being a doctor in Tokyo.

Mariko's younger sister Mayumi was 18 and enrolled in the same English program that Mariko was in. The program trained students in business and foreign languages so that they could get jobs facilitating international trade between Japan and other countries.

After dinner I told Mariko's father that Japan was becoming a big market for my company. I needed someone in the United States who could act as a liaison for my Japanese customers. I said I wanted to offer the position to Mariko. He proudly shook my hand and said he would be honored to have Mariko come to the United States and work for me.

Of course Mariko heard the entire conversation as she had translated. So I said, "Are you ready to move to America and work for me?"

She smiled so proudly and with a few tears of happiness as she said, "Yes!"

It took several weeks to arrange Mariko's work visa. I found out I could only employee her for up to two years and she had to pass an investigation by the government to make sure she was not a terrorist.

Finally, she was granted her work visa and I paid her air fare and brought her to Cleveland. Mariko had no car and not much money so I offered to let her stay at my house. She said she would look for a place to stay as soon as she could afford it and I told her to take her time. 

I really think she may have started falling in love with me when we first met. The only problem about having her in the house was that I had to constantly resist the urge to throw her down and fuck her. She was so damn cute. 

One evening I was out in my new hot tub. I had told her she was welcome to use the hot tub whenever she wanted. She came out in a plain tiny bra and panties and climbed in. "I, I hope you no mind I bathe in hot tub." 

What was I going to say? "Please, I told you it was okay anytime you wanted to use the tub. We use the hot tub or take a hot tub. We usually only bathe in a bath tub. I am glad you came out to keep me company." I did not want to embarrass her. But she apparently had no swim suit to wear. The water made her underwear almost transparent. The bra was made of thin cotton as were the panties. Clearly she had brought them with her from Japan because they were definitely shaped for her thin oriental frame. Her breasts were small, but her brown nipples clearly showed through the thin bra. Her dark pubic hair was also clearly visible through her wet panties. I tried not to stare. But I could not help looking. 

"May I give you massage?" Mariko asked nervously.

I turned my back to her and said, "Sure, that would be lovely."

She began to rub my back with her thin fingers. Up and down they went sending shivers through my body. "I see you have no wife."

"No, my wives left me."

"Wives? You had more than one wife? Men in Japan only have one wife."

"No Mariko, I only had one wife at a time. The first one left, and then I had another one. And then she left."

"Why did they leave. Are you a bad husband?"

"No, not really. Well, maybe. It was just that things did not work out. My first wife was not a good wife. She wanted to be with other men behind my back."

"What if you turn around?"

"No Mariko, that means she was with them secretly without me knowing."

"Oh, that a bad wife."

"Well I guess so. Some men don't mind a wife like that."

"They don't? In Japan, all men would not like a bad wife. What about your second wife?"

"Well she kind of broke my heart. But it was my fault. It just didn't work out."

"Oh, so you looking for another wife?"

"I'm not against the idea. But I'm really not looking."

"Oh." Mariko had stopped massaging and I moved back to a seat.

I recognized a look of concern on her face and I said, "If the right woman came along, I would be interested."

Her face brightened slightly and she smiled at me. "That's good because you young man. You need good wife. She take care of you."

I moved toward Mariko and said, "Mariko, I think you could take care of me."

Mariko watched me come close to her and then I put an arm around her and kissed her on the lips. She accepted my kiss and kissed me back lightly. "You like me?" she asked.

"Yes Mariko, I like you very much. You are very beautiful."

We kissed some more and then I placed my hand on her small breast over her bra. She immediately pushed me away and said, "That not right. You don't touch me like that. We are not married!"

I said, "Mariko, I'm so sorry. You are so beautiful and I'd like to be with you." I leaned in and kissed her again.

She accepted my kiss and we made out in the hot tub until the water grew cold. "Then I said, I suppose we should go inside." I got up and stepped out of the tub and then held Mariko's hand to help her out. When she got out she stood silhouetted in the light from the house and it was as if she were standing naked before me. She was very lovely.

We went inside and she went to the guest bathroom where she showered and changed for bed. I went upstairs and showered and then came back down and knocked on her bedroom door. 

"Yes?"

"May I come in?"

"Yes."

She was snuggled under the covers. I went over and leaned over her face and kissed her lips. "Good night Mariko."

"Good night Bob."

From there we just fell in love. We made out often when we were at home. But we kept it professional at the office. I knew Mariko was in love with me. But she would not have sex with me unless we married. I was pretty gun shy about the idea.

Mariko's work visa was getting close to expiration. Mariko kept in contact with her family and I found out that her sister Mayumi had graduated from the college business translator program. She had told Mariko that she would love to come to America and visit. I said it would be okay. But then I had a thought. I told Mariko that if I asked her to marry me she would have to quit her job at my company. She said that it would be okay and she would give her job up to marry me. Then I told her I thought maybe we could hire Mayumi to take her place at the company.

After talking it over with her family, she asked if Mayumi could stay with us and I said yes. Everything was set in motion and Mariko and I went to Japan to have a traditional ceremony with her family. We came back to the States and made it official at the courthouse too. 

When I saw Mayumi in Japan I realized she had grown into a lovely young woman, almost identical to her sister, with slightly more voluptuous curves. She had also gained a sense of American humor and cracked me up. Half the time I was laughing because she would mess a joke up. She was very cute.

I'll never forget my first time making love with Mariko following our wedding in Japan. She was so shy and scared. She was still a virgin. I patiently prepared her for her first time. I massaged her body from head to toe. I kissed and licked her nipples and then down to her virgin pussy for several minutes trying to control my desire for her body. 

I got her little pussy hole wet with my tongue and worked a finger inside of her body and gently tried to stretch her hymen. Then I added a second finger and slowly pushed it into her body. Her pussy lips held my fingers tightly but were slick enough that I could slide them in and out slowly without causing her pain.

I was watching her face intently and I asked if it hurt. She said, "A little. But it okay." I licked over her clit lightly as her soft black pubic hair tickled my nose. She began to rock her hips and make soft cooing noises as I patiently waited for her arousal to build.

When she was panting and pushing her hips at my tongue I moved over her body and placed the head of my cock at her wet hole. I gently pushed the head of my cock inside her lips. Her pussy squeezed my cock head tightly. Maybe it was just the cool air in the room, but her body felt hotter on the end of my cock than any I had ever felt. I worked inside of her a little more and I felt her virginity. 

I said, "I'm sorry Mariko, I know this might hurt. But I promise it will feel better soon. I love you so much."

She opened her eyes and looked into mine as I flicked my hips forward popping her hymen and opening her body to mine. 

She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment from the pain as I just held myself above her. Then she opened them again and looked directly into my eyes as I slowly made love to my new wife. This is one of those moments I will never forget as she started to enjoy the feelings of our love making while staring deeply into each other's eyes.

Her body moistened my way as I sawed into her until I could go no deeper. She began to rock her hips up to meet my thrusts. Her body was squeezing mine as I reached my full depth. I'd like to say I lasted for hours. But it was only a few minutes before I spent myself inside of her body. But as I released my sperm into her she rolled her head and made these intense little high pitched noises as she experienced her own orgasmic moment.

I lay buried inside her kissing her over and over and telling her how much I loved her.

Mariko willingly learned all I could teach her about sex. I, in return begged her to show me what she wanted. She was reluctant as she was taught from an early age that it was a woman's job to serve her husband. I tried to encourage her to tell me her needs. I told her that nothing made me happier than when I could make her happy. 

I was surprised one day before Mayumi arrived when Mariko looked seriously at me and said, "Mayumi is different than me." 

This conversation was just out of the blue so I really did not know what Mariko was trying to get at. But I could see this was important to her. 

"Some girls in Japan like boys too much. They go downtown and meet the boys and men who are partying. They let them do what they want. They like sex all of the time." 

I smiled at Mariko nervously still quite confused at what she was trying to say to me. "Well I'm glad you were not like that."

"I like sex very much. But I not like that. Mayumi was like that. She go downtown after school when she was young and she always like that. I know Mayumi is a good worker and she will be good to her job. But she like sex too much." 




The Biggest Cuck Ch. 05



"Oh, should I hire someone else and send Mayumi home?"

"No, I think you should know this and be careful."

"Oh, okay I understand, I guess." I was still quite confused by this conversation. I really did not know what Mariko expected me to do about it. She seemed really ashamed of what she had told me. She never brought it up again.

Mayumi flew in a couple of weeks later and we moved her into the downstairs bedroom that Mariko had stayed in. Mariko trained Mayumi in the liaison position with our Japanese clients. Then Mayumi started to work on becoming a liaison for the rest of our clients. I was quickly finding that having a beautiful young, and available employee to show clients around the town was beneficial to the business. 

Mayumi loved to go dancing and she loved to go to dinner. She took our clients out on the company dime. Occasionally, Mariko and I would join Mayumi and the clients out for a night on the town. Although Mariko and I were more inclined to enjoy an evening in while Mayumi was out having fun. 

I kept what Mariko had said in mind when I heard Mayumi agree to take clients out for dinner after work. But I saw no sign that anything questionable had occurred. She was always bringing in receipts for dinner and drinks. With Mayumi staying at our house I knew when she got home from these social outings. She was never out after the bars closed and when she came home she was always sober and she looked as nice as she did when she left.

The clients always seemed to leave saying how much they enjoyed their time in Cleveland. This led to a lot of sales growth for the company. My life had finally come together. I sold Mariko's dad a partnership in the business and he began marketing our products directly in Japan. Mariko and I were talking about having a family of our own. We decided that now was the time.

It was only two months later that Mariko announced she was pregnant. I was ecstatic. We had a long day of celebration. I had a lot of champagne. Of course Mariko abstained. But Mayumi had joined me in toasting with some of the office employees and later at home.

Mariko went to bed and I went out to the hot tub to relax and dream of the future. I left the lights off outside because it was late and I didn't want to disturb the neighbors with the lighting. I was just sort of dozing and feeling fantastic when I heard Mariko slip into the tub with me.

She came over and stood in front of me rubbing my shoulders gently massaging me. Her little hands rubbed slowly down my front and came to rest on the front of my swim trunks. Her hand grasped my cock through the material and she repeatedly squeezed my cock making it rigid. 

I was very relaxed, just enjoying her ministrations when she let go of my hardened cock turning away from me. I opened my eyes and saw her on the other side of the tub facing away from me with her face laying on her arms. I knew one of Mariko's favorite positions for sex was with me behind her. 

I slipped out of my trunks and laid them on the side of the tub and came up behind Mariko. I laid my hands on her shoulders and rubbed her tender muscles. I reached around to her front and unhooked her bikini top from between her breasts. I nuzzled her neck and licked her ear as I rubbed her small nipples. 

My bare cock was pressed between her legs under her tight butt. She was kneeling on the bench and I began to rub my cock back and forth against the crotch of her bikini bottoms. She was starting to rock her hips in time to my thrusts and I knew I had better make a move or I would cum in the water.

I slid my hands down to her hips and used my thumbs to drag her swim suit bottoms down her thighs. They stopped at her knees. I used my hand to position the end of my cock at her cunt hole from behind. I drove myself into her hot flesh and slowly stroked in and out.

We started to make waves in the tub with my thrusts. Her body just seemed to float onto my cock, up and down, up and down, up and down. I was enjoying this motion for several minutes. We were in another world and I felt like I could go on and on. 

I reached back around her with my hands and grasped her tits. I pulled back on them as I drove my hard cock inside of Mariko's body over and over. I could tell she was trying to be quiet because we were outside. She was suppressing her little squeals that she makes when she gets excited. But I knew she was getting close. 

I really began to thrust hard into her from behind over and over. Then I felt her body spasm and grab onto my cock. I could not take it anymore and I exploded into her body. I closed my eyes to savor the sensations. 

But then I became aware that there was light around me and someone was gasping and crying. I opened my eyes and there was Mariko standing by the back door in her pajamas looking at us in the tub and sobbing hysterically.

I thrust my hips backwards removing my shrinking cock from the body in front of me. I grasped her head and turned it to face me immediately recognizing Mayumi. "No!" I yelled. "No! this can't be happening!"

Mariko ran back into the house. I hopped out of the pool naked and ran after her. When I caught up to her she had locked herself in our bedroom. I tried desperately to explain to her what had happened. But she would not believe me. 

In the end Mariko moved back to Japan and had our baby there. She divorced me and refuses to honor our shared custody agreement. Mayumi denies seducing me. She claims I seduced her after she had too much champagne. Mariko's dad bought me out of the company. 

I was able to keep the house. But it was a very lonely place. I got very drunk night after night and contemplated what had happened in my life. I realized I was now thirty eight years old with truly nothing to show for my life. 

I couldn't help thinking that everything that happened to me was my fault. I had made my own bad choices along the way. I had managed to screw up my own life at every turn. So I pointed the gun I bought at the bottom of my chin and pulled the trigger. BANG!!!!! 

The End