First name basis? How long had she known him? How well did she know him?? I noticed him watching us with a smug, condescending smile and I wondered with embarrassment why my cock was so hard. After he brought her back to the party the rest of the evening was a blur, so many emotions and fears and suspicions. I wanted to ask her, but I was too timid, too afraid of the answer. And anyway, what would I do about it? Make a scene? Of course not. Leave her? Never. And I was still embarrassed and perturbed by the feelings I had, and how hard my cock got as I stood outside that private door, wondering.

As the function began to break up I was saying my good-byes and assumed she was doing likewise. Then I saw her with Mr. Jackson standing by the door, deep in conversation. She was looking at him coyly and giggling. What was he suggesting to her? I found out when I reached her and she told me she had invited him back for drinks at our place. My gut tightened especially when she explained the transport arrangements but I just smiled and said politely, “Of course, Mr. Jackson, it will be an honor to have you as a guest in our home.

As I got in my car and watched her slide into his car, I wondered. When we arrived home, she kissed me. It was so loving, so erotic, and there was that taste again. I saw him smiling that condescending smile, “Your wife has a very sexy mouth, Jimmy. You should be proud of the desires that she can stir up in a man. Doesn’t she taste delicious?” It was a rhetorical question and so I just nodded my head in agreement. Maybe I should have reacted differently but his voice was so deep and assured, full of confidence, and I was at a loss to know how else to respond. Still I felt very uneasy as he grinned mysteriously and winked at my wife. He sort of gave her a “go-ahead” signal and I felt her hand slide down to my crotch. When she discovered my erection she looked back at him and smiled, “Miles, you were right, he’s erect.” I was ashamed not only for having an erection but for not asking what business it was of his and why would he talk to her about such a thing anyway! My wife asked me to get us all some drinks and as I was walking towards our kitchen for glasses and the wine, I heard him tell her to change into something “more comfortable”. I wanted to object, end all this, but I was afraid. Of what I don’t know. Too timid to make a scene? Afraid of upsetting my lovely wife? Perhaps. Afraid of incurring the wrath of this assertive, authoritative man who was not only physically larger but also seemed to have a psychological hold over me as well? I also felt this powerful cocktail of emot

When I returned with the drinks and set them down I saw that my wife had changed into a satin robe, the sash tied loosely at the waist. It looked like she still had on her black lace-topped hose and her 5” heels. She looked amazingly hot. The way she looked at me and smiled as she danced with him sent shivers up and down my spine and made my tummy churn even more. Her robe was falling open little by little and she made
As he danced with my wife, holding her close, stroking her through the satin robe he told me a story about this man who had known very sexy women at the place where he worked. He went on to tell me that this sexy woman found this man attractive even though she had been married only recently and that at a company dinner dance after the woman had a few drinks in her, he stole away with her to a private room and fucked her. He said that this strong virile black man fucked her so hard and deep that she drenched herself with cum and he had to keep her wet panties in his pocket. Then he pulled a pair of lacy little panties from his pocket and I realized they were the ones my wife was wearing that evening. He smiled at me as he revealed my wife’s cum-soaked panties and my mind flashed back to earlier that evening as I stood in the corridor outside that door. It was too late now but how I wished I had not been too timid to enter that room. My mind came back to the present quickly as I noticed that by now he had slipped the robe from my wife’s shoulder.
I was in a daze as he unzipped his pants and freed his cock. It was so big, black and so hard. I was mesmerized as I watched him ease my wife to her knees and guide it into her mouth. Confused, in turmoil, yet so aroused, I knew I should stop this, it was my last chance, and I began to rise. His calm, confident voice stopped me dead, “It’s too late Jimmy, I have fucked her already, at the dance. And you let it happen. You could have stopped us then but it’s too late now! You’ve forfeited her to me tonight by your own actions. You have to accept what she is …. And what you are. Accept that she needs more than you can give her and that you are willing to allow her to satisfy those needs. Now, come over here beside your wife.” “Take my cock in your hand and bring it to her lips.” I hesitated and he grabbed my hand and forced it around his massive cock. “Feed it to her Jimmy” he said with extreme authority. I brought the huge mushroom head to her mouth and she opened it readily. He pushed forward and forced the length of it into her waiting mouth and began to use her lips to stroke it. “Now go back to the chair and watch her feast on my meat Jimmy boy” he said with a smirk.
ered why I didn’t stand up for myself – he could have followed us without getting lost, this wasn’t necessary. Somehow I was again jealous but excited as I looked in the rear view mirror and saw my wife slip closer to him on the front seat. The next time I looked back to make certain he was following me I thought I saw her head disappear towards his lap but because of the darkness and his headlights in my rear view mirror I couldn’t really be sure. Nevertheless my torture increased, but so did the hardness of my cock and I found myself embarrassed at my reaction to my wife’s actions toward this man.ions – great jealousy but at the same time arousal – and I didn’t know how to handle it.no attempt to close it. As he ran his hands over her he had his back to me and my wife’s face was only a few feet away as she whispered to me softly, “Honey, be a tolerant loving husband … I want this … don’t spoil it.”rs and he was fondling her firm, bare tits boldly right in front of me. She was looking at me, gauging my reaction, but unable to suppress the moans and whimpers that showed how turned on she was by his touch.
 
My knees weakened at the sound of his deep, assertive tone. He was right of course, I could have stopped it earlier, much earlier, but I didn’t. As I watched his big cock slowly sliding in and out of my wife’s sweet mouth I wondered why I didn’t. My hand went to my crotch and I touched my erection. He issued a soft but firm command, “No Jimmy”. As he started to undress, my wife approached me. She tied my wrists securely to the arms of the chair, all the while telling me “There, baby. Don’t resist… He says it will be easier for you like this.” Then she returned with the waist tie from her silk robe and his belt, and used them to secure my ankles to the front chair legs. She stood right in front of me, facing me, my lovely wife in all her naked splendor. He came up behind her, standing close, kissing the side of her neck, his hands reaching round to play with her sensitive tits. She was moaning now, her eyes closed. He looked at me, “Look at your wife, Jimmy, See how sexy she is, how responsive. She needs me; she needs my big hard black cock. Did you enjoy watching her suck me, Jimmy, seeing my black meat sliding in and out of her pretty mouth?” Did you like seeing her pretty little white hand, with that fancy wedding band on her finger, wrapped around my big fat cock? I couldn’t answer
He eased her shoulders forward, so that she was leaning forward. To keep her balance she put her hands on my thighs. Now her face was only inches from me. She looked at me with lust filled eyes and her breath started to quicken. I could tell from her reaction that he was rolling his cockhead around her entrance. Soon she was breathing heavily, almost panting. “Tell me what you want,” he told her. “Ignore your husband;
She looked into my eyes as she answered him, “I want you to fuck me with that big black cock, just like you did at the party … from behind … deep and hard…. Please, fuck me!” It was one thing to hear it from

I saw her eyes widen and heard her sharp intake of breath as he forced his cock into her, stretching and filling her tender pussy. I couldn’t believe I was watching this … watching another man fuck her … and my cock was so hard! Her face was so close to mine as she moaned and softly said his name over and over. Her breasts swayed and jiggled as he pounded her. I watched them in their sexy dance but my tongue couldn’t reach them. Then his hands came round and cupped her breasts, his fingers closing on her rigid nipples causing her to stiffen and cry out, he twisted them, she cried out, again, he continued to fuck her so deep, and then she was coming. I couldn’t believe it, I had never seen anything like it, the way she writhed and twisted and moaned and convulsed, it was a wonder to see, she looked so beautiful in the throes of her wild abandoned orgasm. Then he let out a deep moan and it hit me! I realized that at no point did I see him put on a condom. I had to know, and I looked enquiringly at him. He smiled at me, that confident, condescending smile as if I was a young boy, “Yes I did, Jimmy, and I

 
He settled my wife on the sofa and untied me, except he retied my wrists behind my back. “I know you want relief, Jimmy, but first you have a duty to perform for your lovely wife.” So saying, he led me to her and guided me to my knees between her spread thighs. “You see how full she is, Jimmy. Full of my thick cum, well it’s your duty to clean her up.” He leaned in so that his final words were directly in my ear, “with your tongue of course, Jimmy.
, don’t touch it, not yet. Undress completely and sit in that chair.” My wife was now grasping his length with both hands as she sucked and slurped on his cock, but she looked up to watch me obey his instruction. He raised her to her feet and whispered something in her ear. “Really?” she sounded surprised. “Yes,” he affirmed, “it will be better for him that way.”r, too embarrassed, but he and she both saw my rigid dick and knew why my face had reddened. I was oozing precum and there as no denying that although being very humiliated I was very excited.just tell me what you want.”Miles but the confirmation from my wife that she had indeed been fucked at the party and that she loved it was a crushing blow to me.came inside her. Deep inside her. And I came a lot!” “I filled her cunt with my hot creamy cum.”
If you want relief you must first lick all my spunk from your wife’s cunt.” I was rock hard and seeping pre-cum but without being able to touch myself, I couldn’t get off and they both knew it.
He joined my wife on the sofa and they kissed and caressed. My wife’s hand found the back of my head. “Don’t you want to cum, darling? There, there, just lick it baby, lick it all up.” I didn’t want to humiliate myself further by licking out his cum in front of them both but my need for sexual relief outweighed my need to maintain my dignity. The pressure of her hand on my head made my cock harder. I felt the warm, slippery juices that coated it. Tentatively my tongue flicked at it, licked at it. She started to moan with pleasure. Despite the circumstances, I felt good about being able to pleasure her and I doubled my efforts licking and sucking, even as more and more of his spunk oozed from her well fucked pussy. I glanced up as I licked her out, and saw him kissing her and stroking her lovely breasts. But her hand in my hair, caressing me, encouraging me, felt so reassuring, so calming, and I licked and slurped at the spunk that slid from her, swallowing it as I dutifully cleaned her out and thrilled at the moans it brought from her. “Did you get it all cuck?” he mocked. “I don’t think you got it all out.” “Let me see” he said as he pushed 2 of his long black fingers deep inside her, causing her to push her pelvis up and moan. As he withdrew his fingers there was a huge glob of jizz on them. “See, I told you that you didn’t get it all cuckie” he mocked as he shoved his fingers into my mouth. “Suck it like a good cuckie Jimmy” he commanded. I didn’t have any choice. He was finger fucking my mouth with his long, thick fingers. When I thought the worst was over he stood up. As he stood his cock was directly in front of me and half hard again. “Oh Jimmy look, you missed some” he said while laughing. He grabbed the back of my head and shoved the head of his huge cock between my lips forcing my mouth open. My wife leaned forward and whispered, “Oh baby that makes me so wet to see you sucking him.” He plunged his cock in and out of my mouth a few more times, deeper and deeper each time, causing me to choke and gag. “That’s enough for now little cocksucker” he said as he pulled out. “ Oh you did a good job boy; look at how hard that meat is” he laughed with a depth and assuredness that he was making me feel every bit the cuckold
Miles then stood up and pulled her to her feet. She leant against him as if in a swoon. “Jimmy, now I’m going to take your wife upstairs to your bed.” “You will have to stay down here.” “You can sleep here on the sofa tonight. I’m going to fuck her again, Jimmy. “The surprise I felt at his recuperative powers must have registered on my face as he read my mind. “Yes, I know you can never repeat, she told me all about you, but I can certainly do it 3 or 4 times a night…. and I will tonight with your sexy young wife” The fact that my wife had shared my lack of sexual stamina with her lover was another blow to my ego but I was in no position to protest as Miles continued, “I will fuck her in your bed and give her so much pleasure, Jimmy, and then leave my load deep inside
I knelt there looking up at him with my mouth tasting of his spunk and my dick still stiff from the extraordinary events of the evening. “But what about …..” I started to ask. “Don’t worry Jimmy; I’m going to untie your wrists now. I’ll even leave the bedroom door open so that you might be able to hear us. That will be nice for you as you wank off down here.” He turned to my wife and asked, “Is that OK with you, baby?” “Yes, darling, whatever you say.” Hearing my wife use “darling” as she addressed him was a final blow to me. Like someone punching me in the stomach. It made me wonder how long their affair had been going on. I didn’t know. All I knew was that I was miserable, defeated by a superior man, betrayed by my new wife and miserably on the edge of another climax. Miles reached down onto the floor and retrieved my wife’s panties, the ones he earlier filled with his cum
As I watched him lead my lovely naked wife up the stairs I lay back on the sofa, and my hand started to softly stroke my stiff
cocksucker he planned me to be..”, and he smiled as he dropped them onto my stiff dick. “These will help as well.”
dick. My wife glanced back and saw me. She smiled. I heard her tell him, “You were right. Now I know what he really likes.”
My emotions were in such turmoil as I watched him lead my wife upstairs. On the sofa, naked, I listened as he opened the door to our bedroom. I heard his deep voice, I heard her giggle. Although I couldn’t hear the words, I could tell from the tone of his voice that he was being assertive with her, telling her what to do. I heard her gasp and moan, and then her sounds were muffled….. By his cock? I imagined her taking it slowly into her willing mouth, her tongue licking gently up and down the shaft as his hardness slid in and out. I realized that my hand was on my dick, stroking it, as I listened to my young wife worshipping his cock with her lips and tongue.

Then more commands. I heard her moan. Then her voice, loud enough to hear from downstairs, “Oh god yes …. Fill me …. Fuck me!” The sounds of the bed moving in rhythm mixed with her moans of pleasure. I envied him, respected him …. He could please her so much …. She lusted for his cock, while all I could do to please her was to accept her adultery, accept his superiority, without making a fuss. I knew I was near, on the brink, but I didn’t want it to end yet. I eased off. But just in case … and in readiness … I wrapped my wife’s damp panties round my dic
My whole body went rigid. I heard my wife pleading, “Please no, not there.” And I realized he was going to take her ass. Early in our marriage my wife made it clear to me that her ass was off-limits and I always respected that. Now here she was with a man who was insisting, to the point of force. More pleading and more cries for help. Was she calling for me? Was she expecting rescue? I started to rise, to run upstairs, but what if I was wrong? How embarrassing it might be to burst in on them, despite the clear instructions to remain downstairs, and find that my intrusion was unwanted and unwarranted!
k. They were not as cum-soaked now, but still damp from his cum.
I began up the staircase slowly and as I hit the top step he beckoned. “
Ahhh couldn’t stay away Jimmy?” “Well you are just in time to watch your wife completely submit.” “Come closer Jimmy” he insisted. As I came further into the bedroom they both began laughing at me. I didn’t realize that I had left her cum soaked panties wrapped around my cock. I was so humiliated and embarrassed. He reached up and grabbed me by the back of my neck as he instructed me. “Get down there and lick her asshole and get her ready for me.” I began to protest and tell him that she wouldn’t allow anyone to do that to her. He laughed as he leaned down and whispered into her ear, “Do you want your black daddy to take that ass baby?” Her voice softened as she readily replied, “Oh yes daddy I have fantasized about a real mans cock inside my ass.” “Please, please take your pleasure in my tight virgin ass.” As he listened to her he pushed my face between her cheeks and insisted I lap and lick until her asshole is soaking wet. He then grabbed me by my hair and pulled me up. He pushed my mouth down on his cock and said “Now lube me up Jimmy boy and make it nice and wet for your wife’s tight little hole.” He shoved it in and out of my mouth causing a wet popping sound. I had my hand wrapped around the base of his shaft as I sucked. He grabbed my head again pulling me off his cock. “Keep your hand around it and guide it in cuckie; give your whore wife to me” he instructed. I don’t know why he has this power to make me do the unthinkable but I followed his orders and guided his huge black cockhead into her anus.

As he entered her she gasped and then moaned like I have never heard before. She began bucking wildly back against his massive meat begging and pleading for him to take her harder.
My dick was as hard as ever now. I was hardly touching myself, just holding the cum-damp panties around the cockhead as the sounds and moans and cries coming from my wife just made me ooze more precum and made my little cock throb. Knowing he was using my beautiful wife in my bed right next to me, using her sweet mouth, fucking her wet pussy and finally raping her ass; the ass I just gave to him…my tiny cock ached for release. Watching his black meat plunging in and out of her asshole and hearing her beg him to fuck her harder made my little dick so fucking hard. I just couldn’t take my eyes off of her asshole being reamed all the while the memory of my darling wife’s words floated back into my mind, “Now I know what he really likes”.

 
He pumped and pumped, grunting and calling her his little white married whore. He pulled her hair and plunged in and out again and again. She had one rolling orgasm after another. He then pulled his cock from her ass. I was surprised because I knew he had not cum yet.
　
“Get your ass over here bitchboy” he commanded to me. Not even realizing it I scurried over so submissively. As I reached him he grabbed me by the neck and just pushed his cock into my mouth hard. “Suck it bitch, suck the scum from my balls” he grunted. I found myself reaching down jerking my little dick and sucking his meat hard and deep and actually enjoying his raping my mouth as my lovely, sated wife watched. Just as our eyes met his cock exploded and he commanded me to hold his cum in my mouth and do not swallow. I did as he said, although there was a lot to hold. After the last shot he pulled out and a little dribble ran down my chin. “Now go and kiss your beloved wife and let her taste that load I left in your mouth” he said. I went over as instructed and gave her one of the most passionate kisses I have ever given her. She opened he mouth wide for my “snowball” kiss and even licked the dribble off my chin

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The next morning I made him and me some breakfast and coffee. My wife was sleeping in from her very exciting night. At the table I was given the surprise of my life. He asked what I thought about last night and about him having my wife as his little whore. I answered as honest as I could by telling him that while I found it so humiliating to have another man, a black man, take control of my wife and completely destroy any illusions I had of being an alpha male I had to admit that it was the first time I had ever heard my wife cum like that and I have never felt my cock, although tiny as it may be, get so hard. He laughed a deep, hearty laugh. “Well cuckie… me formally introduce myself to you” he said with a very sly, mocking look on his face. “I am Mr. Miles Jackson…your new boss…and your wife’s new Master.” “In fact cuckie, I am your new Master and you can call Me Sir.” All I could do was gulp. He continued, “Last night was just the beginning of many, many nights to come and your new life as a cuckolded husband and black meat cocksucker. I can only imagine where this will go from here.