Adventures of a Cheating WIfe

Chapter VI - If There is a Will There is a Way!



Did I mention my pussy was sore? I walked bow legged for the next couple days, Max had opened me up in some new ways and had used his battering ram on me like he was trying to break in. But I loved it! And now I knew Jalen wasn’t a unicorn, and I wanted to keep exploring. The world of black guys was my oyster! I was seeing Max at the gym and we tried to make a thing of it, but fucking in his car was not ideal. We couldn’t go to my house because David and my kid were likely to be around, and Max lived an hour away. Not only that but work was keeping me busy. I was in the office at least three days a week, working from home sometimes, and out meeting clients a lot. Some clients were local and some out of town. The only place that we could make work was Max’s office. It turns out he was a senior architect at a prominent local firm and had a nice private office near the gym. He invited me to visit him a few times when the office was quiet and he railed me all over his desk, the floor, standing up looking out the 12th floor windows with Max hitting some back shots, you name it, we did it. It was exhilarating! Max had a girlfriend that he told me about though, and it was obvious he didn’t want anything from me except and occasional booty call. He told me has was “committed “ to her lol. It reminded me of when Jalen said all black guys had a side piece, or three. I mean, whatever, I was fine with it because my schedule was full, what with trying to balance my new job, my home life, keeping Jalen in the mix, and trying to match with Max’s schedule, it was all quite a bit.

Speaking of home life though, on the home front things were also progressing nicely. Without saying a word, I had obviously piqued David’s curiosity and he was doing his best to get a little bolder, after he realized I wasn’t going to bring up the whole threesome thing again. Even though my work week schedule was full I was spending most of my weekends with the fam, and one weekend we were all at the mall doing some shopping and just spending the day together. The kid had wandered off as usual, typical teen that didn’t want to be seen with the ‘rents, David and I were walking from shop to shop. A young attractive guy walked by and David mustered the courage to ask me,

“What do you think about that guy?” At first I was like, what? but when I realized what he was saying I laughed and pushed him with both arms.

“Yeah, right!” I shot back. “Get outta here!” He was like,

“Seriously! You didn’t think he was good looking?!”

“No way,” I replied. And we kept walking. But David was taking this opportunity and was opening the door so although I played nonchalant, I was enjoying this little game.

“Ok babe, then show me a guy you like then,” David had obviously kept this topic on his mind ever since I had brought it up.

“You’re acting silly,” I kept my aloof persona. I was certainly keeping my eye out, but mostly a bunch of obnoxious teenagers and families with ******* in strollers and such. We went in Foot Locker because I said I needed new gym shoes, and there was a pretty handsome black guy in there. It was my chance to introduce the idea to David so I said,

“Maybe someone like him,” and pointed toward the guy.

“Really?” whispered David. “I didn’t know you were attracted to black guys!” I just kinda shrugged,

“You asked!” And I could tell David was making mental notes. We finished our mall day and dropped the kid off at a friends house. As soon as we got home David hopped on his computer. I knew what he was doing and as I was making a snack he called me in the family room to see something. I pretty much knew what he was going to show me but I got comfy on the couch next to him and he popped open his laptop.

“Since you’re in to black guys and all, thought I’d show you this.”

“I didn’t say I was IN TO black guys David! You asked me to show you I guy I thought was attractive, he happened to be black!” I was being coy about the whole thing but was glad David had gotten the hint. He showed me a site he was on, where white women and couples went to hook up with black men! WTF, how had I not seen this before?!!! Well, now we are talking! So, I played along but let David take the lead so I didn’t seem too eager about it. We made a profile so we could interact, and then went about perusing some of the guys profiles. There were some prospects, but not much close by to where we were. At some point he asked me if this was something I really wanted to do. Now, this could have been a trap, but I knew my husband and recognized that he was being open about it, so I just went for it and put it out in the open.

“I think it could be a lot of fun as long as it wouldn’t make you jealous David. I think our sex life could use some spicing up don’t you?” He agreed and I followed with,

“It really seemed to turn you on that last time when we were playing in bed, and if I’m being honest, it totally got me hot and bothered thinking about it.” He was getting that uncomfortable, yet excited look again.

“I’ve been looking at these profiles, these hot black guys, OMG their dicks are all so big David! Do you think every black guy has a dick this big?” He said, like he was an expert on the subject,

“Well, in porn every black guy has a huge cock, but just looking at these profiles of regular guys, it certainly seems to back it up now doesn’t it?”

“David, I’ve never had a guy with a really big dick, do you think I could handle it? I mean, I’ve had bigger than you before, but these guys, they look like they are twice your size!” This was a risky move because there was a chance David would get embarrassed and pull back, but this was my first attempt at making him understand that yes, size matters, even though we as women have been taught to be polite to guys about this, sometimes the truth needs to be heard.

“Yes I know I’m not blessed in the size department,” he stammered. “But I thought I could still give you pleasure with it.”

“Oh, David!” I said sympathetically. “I wouldn’t give up what we have for anything! We don’t have to talk about it anymore!”

“No, no babe. I brought it up, it’s all good. I want us to try this, I want you to get what you want. I want to see you satisfied in ways that I can’t do, so let’s continue to talk about it.” Whew, a close call but now we were back on track. We spent the rest of the afternoon, and the next couple weeks, sending messages, to the few prospects on the site, monitoring incoming messages, and such.

In the mean time, I was doing some behind the scenes reconnaissance. I figured I’d give it one last try with Jalen, which ended up causing a huge fight between us, and honestly, may have resulted in the end of our affair. I also brought it up to Max one day at the gym just because I was pretty sure he wouldn’t get upset by it, and figured it was worth a shot. Max had apparently played with couples before in the past. He said he was a “bull” to a cuckold couple and she was a “QOS” (or queen of spades), meaning she fucked only black guys. He said he wouldn’t do that with us though, he was trying to be good for his girlfriend and that his wild days were in the past. So that was kind of a bummer too, but then we went out to his car and he fucked me d0ggy style in the back seat LoL.

We were also striking out on the site we signed up for, the quality of guys we met that were close to us just weren’t all that interesting. But then I remembered this one guy I had met on Tinder. My profile stated clearly that I was married and looking for black men. This one guy I matched with had made some comments in our message exchange about if I ever want to show my hubby what a black guy fucks like, then he’d be happy to oblige. It had gone over my head when I first saw it, but when I went back and re-read it, it seemed worth a shot so I sent him a new message to see what happened. This guys name was Tony, and he was hot. Dark complected, great body, mid -30’s. He’d sent me full nudes, (of course, I had done the same) and his cock was quite nice. We set up a meet and greet at a cafe on a Wednesday. We hit it off right away, and at some point sex talk came up. I started it,

“So, you obviously know I’m married right? He said yeah and I said,

“And you’re OK with that? He said it was no problem for him.

“You said in your message that you’d be happy to show my husband how to fuck a white girl?” He responded,

“Are you guys in to that kind of thing? I wasn’t sure if you were just looking for some side action or if you guys played as a couple.”

“Well,” I started, “I made the profile because I wanted some side action but have recently found out that my husband has a fantasy of seeing me fucked by another man. I thought maybe you could be that guy.” I batted my eyes at him.

“Hey, I’m open to it.” he said, “I’ve played with some couples before, seems a lot of dudes get off on seeing their gal ride some black dick. At first I thought it was weird but for real now I kind of thrive on that sh*it.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah. A lot of these guys, they hung with little pinkie sized dicks, it’s gotta be frustrating for the wives. And when I show up, hubby sees what I’m packing and what I do to his gal and he gets a whole new perspective on life ya know what I’m saying? Sometimes it’s a one time thing but I’ve been with a few couples on a regular basis.”

“Are you seeing any couples currently?”

“I still see this one couple maybe once a month. They live out in west county, I’ve spent the weekend at their house before. They’re older, like in their 50’s, but the wife is still pretty hot.” I was thinking this could be a great match for us, but still needed to complete the interview. I figured I’d put my cards on the table,

“Well, my husband and I have never done this before, but he is totally up for it. You don’t have to worry about a jealousy situation. And there won’t be any guy stuff going on,”

“Damn right there won’t,” Tony interrupted. I continued,

“I’ve been “experimenting” if you will, on my own, which my husband does not know about, so if we go any further you have to promise to keep that between us. But what I have come to realize, is that I am a true QOS.” I figured I’d pull out that saying to see if he knew what it meant.

“Yeah, you a QOS, your husband is a little cuck boy and I can be your big black bull,” he answered quite confidently.

“So, you like what you see then?” I asked demurely. “You want to sample the goods?”

“Yeah girl I’m down for that, I definitely like what I see.”

I had appointments the rest of the afternoon so we made a date for Friday. He said I could come to his place around noon.

I went to his place Friday at noon. Not sure why, but I was quite nervous. He answered the door, looking good, smelling good, it was getting me hot. We made some small talk about work, the weather, etc, and then he got straight down to business.

“So we gonna do this? I nodded my head yes.

“Take off your clothes,” he ordered, and I obligingly stripped off my blouse and skirt, stepping out in a nice matching bra and panties, still in heels.

“Come here,” he ordered again, and I slinked over to him and we embraced. I had already decided I was going to give him the full Kristen slut experience, I had this routine down to a ‘T’. I unbuttoned his shirt and slowly slid down until kneeled in front of his crotch. I undid his pants and they dropped to the floor. I reached in his boxers and pulled out his cock. It couldn’t have been nicer. It reminded me a lot of Jalen’s except Tony was uncircumcised. Well another first for me, I had never had an uncut guy before but I slid his foreskin back and licked the head of his dark ebony rod. It had an ever so slight upward curve, which I thought would be perfect for hitting the right spots. I gave him the porn star bj, slobbing and spitting on it, looking him in the eye. After a while he stood me up and slid my panties down to the floor. Then he picked me up in his powerful arms and planted me right down on his dick. He was standing up and holding me, impaled on his dick. It was amazing! He fucked me like this, standing up, then he sat me on his kitchen counter and fucked me some more. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him in to me. And then he started talking,

“Yeah, that’s a good little slut, good little white girl riding on this black dick. Is that what you wanted huh?”

“Uh-huh,” I panted.

“Little white girl cumming on this black dick, huh. Your husband can’t do that so you come to my place to get fucked.”

“Yes!” I screamed.

“Don’t worry I’m gonna make sure your husband sees how good this black dick is, I’m gonna fuck the sh*it outta you right in front of him. He gonna know I own this pussy when I’m through.”

Him talking like this was putting me over the edge,

“Yes! Please!” I screamed again as I came hard and squirted pussy juice on his kitchen floor. He kept on fucking me and saying all kinds of raunchy stuff about what he’s going to do to me in front of my husband and I came like non-stop. He fucked me for over an hour straight, with some position and location changes of course. An hour in, he finally said he was going to cum, he pulled out and pushed me down on my knees as he stood over me and unleashed his load on my face. Wow, I guess he was showing me he was in charge, and guess what? He WAS in charge, and I knew I had found the guy to fuck me in front of my husband.

I went to the bathroom to wash the cum off my face, thinking the whole time, trying to figure out a way to bring Tony up to David. Like, how did I meet him. I wanted it to sound legit, and I was having a difficult time integrating the story so David didn’t get suspicious. So Tony and I went about some sort of scheme, and plans to meet with David at a bar or something. I brought up the site we had been corresponding on, saying I wished he was on there or something it would make it easier for us to be “introduced” to each other. And Tony says,

“Oh that site? Yeah I’ve been on there for a while. Never had much luck there, so I hardly ever log on.” Bingo! There was the answer, it was perfect! I told hm to message us and gave our profile name.

“Just make it seem like we’ve never met before and we will correspond. I’ll tell David I’m interested and we’ll set a date to meet. And then, we’ll just let nature take it’s course!” I winked at him and he said why didn’t we just send that message now, so we did. He logged on and I showed him our profile, he sent a very forward but respectful message to us, included a few photos, (which I took lol), and that was that.

For the rest of the day I went back to the office, with an extra dose of perfume, and emanating that just had sex glow off me. People made comments of how great of a mood I seemed to be in and I just thought to myself, “If you only knew why.” I walked in my front door after work, and David came rushing out from his office to greet me.

“Hey Hon, how was work? I said it was great and he seemed pretty excited.

“Well I checked our profile and we got a couple new messages, and one seems very promising. You should check it out.” I told him I would after I showered and got comfortable. I wasn’t going to look too eager, since none of the other guys we had talked with had worked out so far. I logged on and saw the message that Tony and I had sent, and then responded to it. We did a little back and forth to keep up the facade, and after a bit I called out to David,

“He wants to meet! What do you think?” David came in from the kitchen, where he was cooking dinner.

“I knew you’d like him,” he said. He was obviously very excited, but visibly nervous.

“What about next Friday? We don’t have anything going on next weekend.” He said,

“Sure, sounds good.” A moment of reality was setting in on David and I could tell I was going to have to have a talk with him to settle him down. But just then our kid popped in the front door, hungry for dinner, so we all just had an evening together. I would have to catch up with David later on.

I purposely set the date for next weekend, to let the anticipation build, not just for myself, but I knew it would send David over the edge, he was probably thinking about it non-stop. I had also decided, no sex or even foreplay for him, to antagonize him even further. The next morning while we were lying in bed, we went over our thoughts and expectations, what was on and off the table, etc. When I brought up what if we get a hotel room, David hesitated.

“Do you really think you’ll want to have sex with someone you just met?” I said,

“Well obviously there has to be chemistry and attraction, but I don’t want to get into a situation and not have discussed it beforehand. It could be very awkward, don’t you think?” David agreed, and I made sure to put him at ease.

“Listen, this is something for both of us, if either one of us doesn’t feel comfortable, we don’t have to go through with anything more than just meeting a guy for dri*nks, and getting to know each other. We can put a pin in it and think about a future time, or if there isn’t a vibe, then we can just move on.” David was nodding his head in agreement, seeming glad to be having this conversation.

“But also,” I continued, “If the night goes well and we are all feeling it, I say let’s just keep our minds open and go with the flow. It could be a lot of fun!” David nodded in agreement again, and sighed in relief.

“I’ve got something for you,” and he hopped out of bed and went to his dresser. He pulled a little box out of the drawer and returned to where I was lying. He handed it to me,

“Open it.” I did, and inside was a silver necklace with a pendant on it that said, “Hotwife.” I laughed,

“That’s cute!” He put it on me and I got up and looked in the mirror. Seeing myself with it on, I thought I could probably see myself wearing it out to the grocery or to the gym. I took it off so the kid wouldn’t see it and ask questions, but definitely it was going around my neck next Friday.

I bet you can guess what the next episode will be.......
 
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Chapter IV- Jalen has a Surprise for Me
She screamed as she came hard and soon after Jalen roared out as he ejaculated deep inside her. She collapsed on top of me, and Jalen’s cock slipped out of her as she did, still dripping cum.
He crawled around to where we were mingled together, and just kind of shoved his cock in my mouth. I kind of slurped up and down a few times but was smacked with the smell of pussy mixed with cum and sex, and it was a bit too much. My mind immediately went to how I’d been feeding David over the last few months, and now I knew exactly what he had been getting. David might have loved it but it wasn’t my cup of tea. Fortunately, Trish took over and took care of the clean up duty.
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It's been ages since I've sampled the mix either way. This summoned some memories! Great story :p
 
Chapter VII - The Day of Reckoning

LoL.
It seemed like the next week dragged on forever, as the anticipation of meeting Tony with David was constantly on my mind, but then, Friday came, and as I got home from work, I was SO ready for our date. David was equally excited, but could not hide his nervousness. We had told the kid we were going out for the night and probably wouldn’t be home until late, he said he had made plans to hang out with his buds that night and left the house right after dinner. This was my cue to get dressed and ready. I wanted to blend sexy and classy, and decided on a short, cleavage revealing black dress, with a pair of fuck me red heels. I completed my look with a sexy hairstyle, and of course, my new “hotwife” necklace.
We met Tony a little after seven o’clock at a sports bar near our house. One of those places that have lots of activities and tv’s, and servers wearing skimpy outfits. It was busy enough that we could have conversation without being overheard, yet not too loud where we couldn’t hear each other. I hugged Tony on introduction, and he and David shook hands,

“Nice to meet you, “ I kind of winked at Tony. We sat and ordered adult beverages, and made some small talk. Tony sat across from me and David to my left, we started a whole getting to know you conversation and soon Tony and I were laughing and getting along like buddies from college. David didn’t say much, but was engaging enough to show that he was into it and having a good time. We made sure to tell Tony we had never met a guy like this before, but had fantasized about it for a long time.

“Is that right?” Tony smiled at me. “David, you know this already but I just want to say, your wife is beautiful, you are a lucky man.” With that, he slid his hand under the table and started rubbing my leg a little.

“Thank you, yes, she is the most beautiful woman I know,” David replied. “I want to make her happy any way I can.” He smiled sheepishly.

“You think I can help with that?” Tony asked him. David answered,

“I’m pretty sure you can, but as usual, she makes the calls, so you’re going to have to ask her.” David laughed a little, trying to calm his own nerves, and I rubbed his shoulders to ease his tension.

“By the look in her eyes I think she might be up for some fun. What do you think?” He was talking to me now, and looking deep in my eyes.

“Oh I AM having fun,” I deflected a little. I had to play this out a bit longer before submitting to our suitor. After quite a bit more flirty conversation, along with Tony’s advances under the table, he excused himself to the restroom. This was our chance to catch up with each other.

“Do you like him, babe?” David asked.

“Yes, I do! I wasn’t sure how this would all go, but he seems really nice. Did you see him rubbing my leg under the table?!!”

“Of course I did. I thought it was hot, but didn’t know if it was making you uncomfortable. You’re not having second thoughts or anything are you?” This was David’s way of telling me he was a bit uncomfortable and I could see his mind racing. I was going to have to calm him down. I decided to be calming, yet firm.

“David, I know you’re nervous, honestly I am too, this is kind of crazy! But isn’t this what we talked about? Isn’t this what we said we wanted to try? Explore our fantasies?” David thought for a second,

“I’m scared shi*tless,” he said. “But at the same time I’m going to admit this is so hot, and I wasn’t lying when I said I want to make sure you’re happy any way I can. If this makes you happy, I’m going to be all for it babe.” David was putting on a brave face. I could also see a little bulge in his pants, so I know he couldn’t help himself, he was getting turned on. I leaned over and gave him a deep kiss. I whispered in his ear,

“You make me happy David, and I love you. But if I’m being honest right now, I am so fucking horny.” I took his hand and put it between my legs, letting him feel my pussy through my panties.

“Mmmmmm,” I purred, and David kind of gasped, like he damn near jizzed his pants.

“So you want to to fuck him then?” I nodded while looking him in the eye and biting my bottom lip. Tony reappeared from the restroom.

“My turn!” I exclaimed, as I hopped up from the table and shimmied past Tony.

“Damn,” I heard him mutter, as I walked away. When I came back from the ladies David announced,

“So Tony and I were thinking maybe we finish our dri*nks and go somewhere we can have some privacy, what do you think?” Apparently they had been talking while I was away.

“Look at you two! What happened to me making the calls?” I laughed playfully. Soon after, we paid our tab and left. As we left the bar Tony had his arm around my waist, hand on my ass. My arm was around Tony’s shoulder, and David followed behind.
The ride to the hotel was eventful. As soon as we got in the car David started,

“Oh my god Kristen I can’t believe we are doing this!”

“I can’t either!” I squealed back, rather excitedly. David continued,

“I can’t believe I’m going to watch you fuck another man, a black man, seriously! I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. If I’m being honest, I gotta tell you, I jerked off a few times imagining what it would be like!” David was chattering excitedly like a schoolgirl,
“And now, it’s really happening! But....” he paused, “.....there’s one thing that has me kinda freaked out.....” He trailed off, so I knew I needed to coax it out of him.

“It’s OK babe, tell me what’s bothering you.”

“Well, I saw the chat you two were having on the DM, and he asked you if you were ok with going bare? You said you were? You’re OK with him not wearing a condom?”
Oops. Yeah. Remember when David and I were having the discussion and I had insisted that we cover all the scenarios so there was no last minute issues? Well, this one had certainly slipped my mind. I had been on birth control for a few months now, but David did not know that. And yeah, Tony had asked and I said I preferred it bare, and David had obviously seen that. Well now I just needed to own it and get David on board.

“David, it’s been so long since we’ve used condoms I don’t think I could go back to it, it would be weird don’t you think? I don’t think there’s a real risk of pregnancy, seriously. I can ask him to pull out if that makes you more comfortable, would that be OK?” David pondered, like he was trying to wrap his head around the situation. All of the porn he watched was cum shot or creampie, nobody was wearing condoms, so I know he wanted to see that anyway.

“I’m not gonna lie, that is maybe the hottest part of my fantasies, seeing another man cum in you,” David admitted. “But I don’t want to risk you getting pregnant. Just make sure he pulls out in time. OK?” I agreed, and David was still trying to convince himself that he was OK with it as we were pulling up to the hotel. We parked and I had David go inside and get a room. Tony parked next to us and we chatted while we waited. David came out and we headed to the room. Damn we were going to have a threesome! But this was more than that, this was a cuckold situation. So as I strutted through the lobby with Tony groping my ass, David followed behind again. I was subconsciously showing David his place, but for real, he was a natural cuck.
We got to the room, I turned and kissed David and told him I loved him so much. I asked him if he was ok, and he nodded to me. I then turned to Tony and we started making out, our clothes coming off one piece at a time. I glanced at David, who was standing there looking a little lost, and motioned for him to come over. I turned and kissed him, as Tony was behind me kissing my neck and caressing my body. It was so hot I almost came right then. Then I turned and got them side by side and went down to my knees in front of them. I was completely naked, Tony was down to his boxers, while David was still clothed. I pulled Tony’s boxers down, allowing his massive cock to flop out.

“Oh my god,” escaped from my lips, as I’m pretty sure David let out a “wow” or something, under his breath. I went to work on his beautiful cock.

“Don’t just stand there David, take your pants off!” I knew he was feeling self conscious at this point, but I was trying to include him wasn’t I? He did as instructed, while I was blowing Tony with everything I had. David had never seen this version of the Kristen blowjob before, I never had to work that hard on him for sure. So David gets naked, and is now standing next to me, stroking his throbbing dick. Wanting to keep him involved, I turn and start blowing him too, engulfing him to the base easily, while continuing to stroke Tony. I paused, so David didn’t lose his load in thirty seconds, and there I am, on my knees with Tony’s hefty nine incher in my left hand and David’s skinny 5 incher in the other.

“Wow!” I exclaimed. “I never knew there would be such a difference!” Maybe I shouldn’t have said it, but honestly I couldn’t help myself! I mean, who wouldn’t notice it? David was obviously embarrassed, yet his cock was literally about to burst it was so hard. Tony interjected,

“Don’t make fun of him, he can’t help it!” but he couldn’t stifle back a chuckle.

“I didn’t mean it like that!” David was realizing his place, certainly, but I didn’t want him to check out, so a compliment was in order.

“No really, David is such a good lover! He is the best pussy licker!” And wanting him to show off his skills, I said,

“Come here and lick me babe, I need you to get me good and wet!” And I flopped over on to the bed, lying on my back. David obliged and knelt between my legs and licked my slit up and down. I motioned Tony over and he shoved his thick dick down my throat and face fucked me rather aggressively, causing me to gag. David paused to make sure I was ok, but Tony ordered him back between my legs.

“You gotta get her good and juicy for the fucking I’m going to give her!”

“Oh my god I want that dick!” I begged. Tony tapped David on the shoulder, indicating to get the fuck out of the way, it was happening.
“Hey hub, spread her open for me, give me your wife’s pussy. You gonna want to see this up close. David obliged and spread my pussy lips wide as Tony approached with his huge throbbing cock. He got between my legs and pressed that massive cock head up against my pussy, pausing to give David a good view of his wife getting penetrated by another man. He rubbed his cock on my slit, wetting it with my juices, and entered me. A few inches, he pulled back, slid back in more, pulled back, and sank all nine inches inside me. David was like,

“Oh my god,” as he sat back, in awe, suddenly realizing that if Tony was balls deep in his wife, then he had never filled me up, not even close. Tony began slowly, taking long slow strokes, giving David a good view of every inch of dick he was giving me. My pussy was clinging to his shaft with every pull back of Tony’s strokes.

“Does that dick feel good?” Tony hissed.

“Mmmmmm yessssss, soooooo good,” I purred back. Tony picked up his pace, in order to bring me to climax, fucking me good, hard, and deep, until he got me to cum. I loudly announced to both of them,

“I’m cummmming!” Which seemed to invite Tony to go harder and faster. It felt so good, and I knew from experience that this style of fucking was going to make me squirt, and David was going to witness something else he had never seen before. Before I could cum again, Tony flipped me over and entered me from the back. David laid back on the bed, and I tried to stroke him but Tony was hammering me hard now, and I was losing myself in ecs*tasy. Next thing I know, I explode in a huge orgasm, Tony recognized and pulled out, allowing my juices to erupt like a fountain all over the bed. I collapsed on top of David, my legs quivering, as my orgasm subsided. I looked up at David, my hair matted with sweat, and the look on his face was, quite simply, a look of complete awe. Like he couldn’t believe what he had just seen, and he asked me if I was OK.

“Yeah babe, I’m good!” Tony was kind of pacing behind the bed, wagging his dick, showing us we were far from being finished with this fuck session.

“Hey hub, you ever seen your gal squirt before?” These black guys know that they can make the wives do things their husbands can’t accomplish. And Tony was making sure he pointed it out, even though it was quite obvious.

“I had no idea.” The words escaped from David’s lips as though he was in a trance by what he had just witnessed.
Tony was getting behind me again poking at my pussy. He needed more. I was flat on my belly, so I rolled over on my back, my head rested on David’s chest. Tony railed me like this for another while, every thrust Tony made rippled through my body, jostling David in the process, so he could feel the energy transfer from my body to his. It had to be emasculating for David to see and feel the way Tony was fucking his wife, and his dick had gone limp, as if it knew it couldn’t compete lol! We took another break, and David couldn’t help himself, commenting,

“I can’t believe you guys are still going!” Tony strutted over and flopped on the bed. I asked him if he was ever going to cum, I didn’t know how much more I could take.

“You think you can make this dick cum? Might need you to work it out of me.” We were easily an hour in by now, David knew his record was maybe ten minutes. I said,

“I’m good to go!” with an evil grin, and straddled Tony’s big dick. I stroked it a few times to get it fully engorged and sat right down on it, taking all of his size and girth up in my guts. David was shaking his head but just sat down in a chair next to the bed and watched his sexy wife ride this big black dick like some sex starved slut. Honestly, Tony had beat it up pretty good, but I couldn’t let him get the best of me so I enthusiastically rode him like a cowgirl, bouncing up and down his whole length, not giving up, until he grabbed my ass with both hands and thrust deep up in me. I knew he was cumming, and I felt his cock pulsing, washing my cervix with semen. I pulled up off him, and he came some more, shooting a couple thick ropes over my ass as I collapsed on top of him. I glanced over at David, and his dick was hard again, but he dared not touch it or it would explode. Tony got up and went to the bathroom, as I just laid there drenched in cum. David approached me and gave me a kiss. I said I couldn’t go anymore so if he needed to cum he was going to have to jerk off.

“Can I jerk off on your ass?” He asked and I said yes. He kneeled above me and noticed cum oozing from my pussy. He didn’t say a word, but reached between my legs and wiped it away. He then used it for lube, stroking himself quickly to ejaculation, squirting my ass with jizz. Soon after, Tony came out of the bathroom and got dressed. David thanked him for everything, and he left. There was no discussion of a future meet but there would be plenty of time for that later. I took a shower and we checked out of the hotel and we went home to our own bed. It was late and I was exhausted. We would catch up on everything later.
 
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Chapter VIII - Roles Defined

I woke up the next morning, with David next to me. “Wow, we did it,” I thought to myself, and started to replay the last six months of my life in my head. It all started with me meeting a handsome young black man at a part time job, who I ended up having a torrid affair with, and opened my eyes to new things that I would never have thought of before I met him. It also brought out something in me, a renewed sexual energy and desire. It turns out that having sex with black guys was my thing, yet I was happily married to a white man. That led me to engaging in a sort of double life, everything normal on the outside, but me sneaking around and getting my sexual fix behind my husbands back. I had cheated on him with three other men, by my count I’d slept with Jalen over three dozen times, Max about five, and now a couple times with Tony. The absolute best sex of my life. In the same six months I’d had sex with my husband maybe five or six times total. And now, I had accomplished getting David on board with it, so whether or not I continued having sex with guys behind his back, the potential was also there to include David in my romps.
David rolled over and we kissed good morning. Now was time to check in with him to make sure he was OK. We had a good discussion and I was pleased to see that he seemed to have enjoyed the experience very much. He went on about it.

“Babe, last night was amazing! You were a rock star! Or should I say a porn star! I saw someone in that hotel room that I never knew existed, I never knew I was married to a porn star!” I shoved him playfully and was like,

“Shut. Up!” But it made me feel great, like a goddess or something. It had never occurred to me before, but I had really been expanding my sexual skills, and yeah dammit, now I was pretty damn good at it. Like sport fucking or something, now I was a goddamn pro! David was definitely not in the same league as me, but now he was my biggest cheerleader, so he could watch from the sidelines and cheer me on LoL! David had something further to say though,

“Babe, I know he came inside you last night, I hope we are in the clear.” I nodded an acknowledgement.

“Yeah, I know. I’m sorry,” I started.

“No, no, it wasn’t your fault. We all put you in that situation. I take responsibility in it too. But I was thinking...... if we maybe ever want to do this again, maybe we could consider you getting on birth control. What do you think?” Of course it was a great idea, I had the same one months ago.

“Yes David, we should be smarter for sure. I really don’t think I’m in a big danger of getting pregnant, considering my advanced age!” I sarcastically exaggerated that last part as a joke.

“I’ll call my doctor on Monday. In the mean time we’ll just pray!” I laughed, and we snuggled together. David was horny, he never did get to hit this pussy last night, as he was on the sidelines at last night’s sporting event, so I obligingly let him in to bat clean up. Speaking of clean up, yes I know, I did not put David in for clean up duty last night, but there were reasons, ok. I really did not know how he would react to KNOWINGLY eating another mans cum. And also, I did not want there to be a sort of smell/taste association with any previous encounters if you know what I mean. David was now very open to being a cuckold, so we had time to work on him.
The next few weeks went back to being kind of normal, like pre BBC. Jalen and I had fizzled out, I hadn’t seen him in well over a month and we had even stopped texting each other. It kind of sucked because he was the one that I clicked with most in bed, and he lived just down the street for convenience. But oh well. And even though Max and I saw each other at the gym still, he apparently decided he didn’t want sex with me anymore either. We turned out to be better friends than lovers. That was fine too. I had been in communication with Tony though, texting him, and even stopped by his apartment once for a rendezvous. He was a proper bull, I had decided. He was in it for nothing more than fucking a white man’s wife, and he knew how to put a cuck boy in his place. I was pretty sure we would be doing that dynamic again, but was going to let David approach me about it. Make him tell me that HE wanted it. It was part of his cuckold conversion therapy lol.
And btw, David was the best husband ever. He had been doing his research, and his homework. He was all over the cuckold porn, finding out what the true meaning was, and potentially his place and his duties going forward. He had taken me out shopping for lingerie, and had bought me a few items online, including a QOS t-shirt and panties. I had been wearing my hotwife necklace proudly, when I wasn’t at work or with the fam. And, of course, as I knew he would, he asked if I wanted to meet up with Tony again. He also brought up meeting new guys too. And he told me to be as flirty and forward as I wanted to be when we were out in public.

So, by now it’s mid June, getting hot out, and one weekend we went to Six Flags with the kid and a couple of his friends. I dressed in short shorts and a halter top, sexier than I probably should have, and we had a day of fun, riding the rides and enjoying the sun and eventually we ended up at the water park. I changed in to my swimsuit, I had resisted a bikini but had just bought a super cute one piece, that showed plenty of cleavage, and my newly toned gym ass. I was honestly wanting to just get some sun, NOT trying to turn on some horny teenagers I promise. They went off to play in the water, David joined them and I just laid out and tanned. There was a nice mixture of people, and a few groups of black guys too. I was lying there with my shades on and a couple young hotties walked by, probably early twenties, with chiseled bodies. So forward, these guys. They were making comments about milf titties, spanking asses, what they would do to that, etc. As they walked by me I just kind of tilted my shades to let them know I was hearing them, and the one guy was like,

“Oh hey mama, how you doin’!” I did not respond, but just smiled at them. A while later, after David had joined me in the lounge chair next to me they walked by again, maybe four of them this time. This time the comment was,

“Look at lil’ mama’s hubby, like what he gonna do with that? He don’t even know what he got!” And they all busted out in boisterous laughter. David said, to me,

“Apparently you’re just a magnet for black guys now.” Maybe it was true. Maybe I was radiating something they could sense, like I had “I fuck black guys” tattooed on my forehead or something. I got up to pee and as I approached the restroom lo and behold, there was this group of guys, four of them standing there and as I walked by a few more lewd comments slipped from their lips. I stopped and spun around, went to the closest one and got up in his face.

“You couldn’t handle this milf, I can promise you!” I smacked my lips together in a kissy face and walked away. Again they started laughing, they were like,

“Damn girl!” and busted the other guys chops for freezing at his opportunity.

So yeah, the point of this being that I was owning my status as QOS now, and later on that day I told David to contact Tony. I told him to ask nicely if he was available to come satisfy his wife. He took it a step further and asked if he could please watch, and what would he like me to wear. Tony said short skirt, tank top, no bra or panties. He said David could watch as long as he did what he was told. David said yes sir (such a cuck boy) and we made a day date to meet at a beer festival the next Saturday. David picked out a cute denim mini for me, and my QOS tank top! This was going to be fun. David and I out in public, meeting a black guy, and proudly displaying my preference, for anyone that might know what it meant. So we met up at the festival and Tony walks up, he’s looking good, in some fitted shorts and a muscle shirt. He compliments me on my look, and then grabs my hand and pulls me to him for a kiss. Then we walk around, tasting beers for a couple hours, Tony with his arm around my waist, claiming his property. Tony and I were on a date, and David was just tagging along. I’m pretty sure we caught a few stares, maybe some people recognized my shirt. Don’t know for sure, didn’t care one bit.
We had caught a decent beer buzz and decided it was time to head to a hotel for a little afternoon delight. Tony sent David ahead in our car and told him to get a room and go wait for us there. I rode with Tony, after we had a bit of a make out session in his car, in which he checked to make sure I wasn’t wearing panties. No sir, just like you asked! And quite obviously not wearing a bra, my nipples pressing against the fabric for all to see. We casually strolled through the hotel lobby, taking our time to make David squirm a bit. When we got to the room, David was just sitting there in a chair, waiting. He had stopped to grab some bottled water, I guess he remembered our workout session from last time. Gotta stay hydrated! Tony and I start making out, his hands all over me, my hands wrapped around his muscular shoulders. Tony starts to strip out of his clothes, and as I’m starting to, Tony says,

“Hey cuck, come over and take off your wife’s clothes for me.” There wasn’t much to take off lol, but David dutifully gets out of his chair and strips me down, then presents his wife to her lover.

“All right you can go sit back down, you just watching today,” Tony ordered, then he tossed me back on the bed. I bounced once, and scooted back to the pillows. He crawled up the bed in between my legs and started lapping at my pussy, his juicy lips sucking on my juicy lips and his velvety tongue caressing my swollen clit. He was finger banging my aggressively, and soon I climaxed on his face.

“That’s how you lick pussy,” Tony proudly announced, as he approached my slit with his rock hard dick. David had shed his pants while we had been otherwise occupied and was busy stroking himself.

“Yeah go ahead and stroke your little dick while I give your wife a proper fucking.” Then Tony proceeded to enter me, and give me exactly what I needed, his amazing, big, hard dick. He fucked me missionary, stroking me beyond my cervix, hitting the spot I had only recently knew existed. The spot that gave me the deepest orgasms, the spot that made me squirt when deep stroked for extended periods. Then, showing off, he picked me up for his signature move, the standing fuck, bouncing me up and down his shaft until I of course, squirted a gushing fountain on the floor and bed. That was it for David, as I heard him groan and looked over to see him jizzing on himself.

“All right girl, time to give up that ass, “ Tony growled, and tossed me on all fours on the bed.

“Spread it open for me!” And I grabbed an ass cheek in each hand, exposing my little asshole for him. I glanced over at David, and he looked dumbfounded. David never got to fuck my ass, yet here was his wife, just giving up her ass to this guy she barely knew, no questions asked. Tony dropped some spit on my puckered asshole, and then popped the head inside me, as I gasped. He worked it in and out of my ass, but I needed more lube so I had David grab some out of my purse.

“David come put some lube on me please!” He obediently did as told, and was certainly certainly learning new things about his wife every day. Tony then proceeded to destroy my little ass, fucking it with no mercy, and making me cum two more times, before filling my ass up with his seed. He pulled out of my sloppy asshole, and a long stream of Tony’s cum followed, dripping from my ass to the sheets below. Tony disappeared to the bathroom as I laid on the bed panting. David remained on the chair, waiting for further instructions. When Tony returned he told David,

“What you waiting for, clean up your queen!”

“Yes sir,” David replied, and hopped out of the chair to retrieve a towel from the bathroom.

“Uh-uh,” Tony stopped him. “Lick her clean like a good cuck!” David had seen enough cuckold porn to know this was something that could happen, but we had never talked about it. David had licked Jalen’s cum from my pussy numerous times, but he didn’t know about it. But here was the moment of truth! How would he react? I encouraged him,

“It’s OK babe,” and next thing I know, David is between my legs lapping at my pussy. Even though Tony had not cum in my pussy, there was plenty of it dripping out of my asshole and down my pussy slit, and David was dutifully licking it all up, including tonguing my asshole. OMG it was so hot!!!! And David, shall I say, was definitely getting in to it, enthusiastically licking and sucking. “I knew he would love it!” I thought to myself. Tony was obviously thinking the same thing, as he blurted out,

“Damn girl you was right, he loves it!” Well, he had just revealed a conversation we’d had in private. Tony had asked me if I thought David would be down for being a cuck and what I thought he would do. I had told Tony about me feeding David loads from my pussy, and Tony had made it clear he wanted David to graduate from unknowing cum eater to full on clean up boy. And here we were. I wasn’t sure if Tony’s comment had registered with David or if he had been too busy to hear it, but for now I was currently just enjoying the moment. By now, Tony was ready for round two, so he nudged David out of the way and got behind me as I was lying on the bed. He entered me from the back as we were spooning and got straight back to fucking me, as if he hadn’t just shot a load five minutes ago. We spent the rest of the afternoon like this, into the evening. Tony came at least a couple more times, I came countless times, and David managed to squirt out one more dribbler. After a couple more hours, we were completely worn out. We all took a nap together in the bed, me between the two of them. When I woke up I rolled over and started sympathetically stroking David’s dick, the poor guy had only attention from himself so far, I thought he would appreciate it. Tony felt the movement and roused himself. When he saw what was happening he got behind me again and claimed my pussy once more. Oh well David was going to have to wait for another time. David got up and texted the kid, we weren’t coming home tonight. And so, we all stayed together that night, sharing a king size bed. I’ll recap later.
 
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Chapter VIII - Roles Defined

I woke up the next morning, with David next to me. “Wow, we did it,” I thought to myself, and started to replay the last six months of my life in my head. It all started with me meeting a handsome young black man at a part time job, who I ended up having a torrid affair with, and opened my eyes to new things that I would never have thought of before I met him. It also brought out something in me, a renewed sexual energy and desire. It turns out that having sex with black guys was my thing, yet I was happily married to a white man. That led me to engaging in a sort of double life, everything normal on the outside, but me sneaking around and getting my sexual fix behind my husbands back. I had cheated on him with three other men, by my count I’d slept with Jalen over three dozen times, Max about five, and now a couple times with Tony. The absolute best sex of my life. In the same six months I’d had sex with my husband maybe five or six times total. And now, I had accomplished getting David on board with it, so whether or not I continued having sex with guys behind his back, the potential was also there to include David in my romps.
David rolled over and we kissed good morning. Now was time to check in with him to make sure he was OK. We had a good discussion and I was pleased to see that he seemed to have enjoyed the experience very much. He went on about it.

“Babe, last night was amazing! You were a rock star! Or should I say a porn star! I saw someone in that hotel room that I never knew existed, I never knew I was married to a porn star!” I shoved him playfully and was like,

“Shut. Up!” But it made me feel great, like a goddess or something. It had never occurred to me before, but I had really been expanding my sexual skills, and yeah dammit, now I was pretty damn good at it. Like sport fucking or something, now I was a goddamn pro! David was definitely not in the same league as me, but now he was my biggest cheerleader, so he could watch from the sidelines and cheer me on LoL! David had something further to say though,

“Babe, I know he came inside you last night, I hope we are in the clear.” I nodded an acknowledgement.

“Yeah, I know. I’m sorry,” I started.

“No, no, it wasn’t your fault. We all put you in that situation. I take responsibility in it too. But I was thinking...... if we maybe ever want to do this again, maybe we could consider you getting on birth control. What do you think?” Of course it was a great idea, I had the same one months ago.

“Yes David, we should be smarter for sure. I really don’t think I’m in a big danger of getting pregnant, considering my advanced age!” I sarcastically exaggerated that last part as a joke.

“I’ll call my doctor on Monday. In the mean time we’ll just pray!” I laughed, and we snuggled together. David was horny, he never did get to hit this pussy last night, as he was on the sidelines at last night’s sporting event, so I obligingly let him in to bat clean up. Speaking of clean up, yes I know, I did not put David in for clean up duty last night, but there were reasons, ok. I really did not know how he would react to KNOWINGLY eating another mans cum. And also, I did not want there to be a sort of smell/taste association with any previous encounters if you know what I mean. David was now very open to being a cuckold, so we had time to work on him.
The next few weeks went back to being kind of normal, like pre BBC. Jalen and I had fizzled out, I hadn’t seen him in well over a month and we had even stopped texting each other. It kind of sucked because he was the one that I clicked with most in bed, and he lived just down the street for convenience. But oh well. And even though Max and I saw each other at the gym still, he apparently decided he didn’t want sex with me anymore either. We turned out to be better friends than lovers. That was fine too. I had been in communication with Tony though, texting him, and even stopped by his apartment once for a rendezvous. He was a proper bull, I had decided. He was in it for nothing more than fucking a white man’s wife, and he knew how to put a cuck boy in his place. I was pretty sure we would be doing that dynamic again, but was going to let David approach me about it. Make him tell me that HE wanted it. It was part of his cuckold conversion therapy lol.
And btw, David was the best husband ever. He had been doing his research, and his homework. He was all over the cuckold porn, finding out what the true meaning was, and potentially his place and his duties going forward. He had taken me out shopping for lingerie, and had bought me a few items online, including a QOS t-shirt and panties. I had been wearing my hotwife necklace proudly, when I wasn’t at work or with the fam. And, of course, as I knew he would, he asked if I wanted to meet up with Tony again. He also brought up meeting new guys too. And he told me to be as flirty and forward as I wanted to be when we were out in public.

So, by now it’s mid June, getting hot out, and one weekend we went to Six Flags with the kid and a couple of his friends. I dressed in short shorts and a halter top, sexier than I probably should have, and we had a day of fun, riding the rides and enjoying the sun and eventually we ended up at the water park. I changed in to my swimsuit, I had resisted a bikini but had just bought a super cute one piece, that showed plenty of cleavage, and my newly toned gym ass. I was honestly wanting to just get some sun, NOT trying to turn on some horny teenagers I promise. They went off to play in the water, David joined them and I just laid out and tanned. There was a nice mixture of people, and a few groups of black guys too. I was lying there with my shades on and a couple young hotties walked by, probably early twenties, with chiseled bodies. So forward, these guys. They were making comments about milf titties, spanking asses, what they would do to that, etc. As they walked by me I just kind of tilted my shades to let them know I was hearing them, and the one guy was like,

“Oh hey mama, how you doin’!” I did not respond, but just smiled at them. A while later, after David had joined me in the lounge chair next to me they walked by again, maybe four of them this time. This time the comment was,

“Look at lil’ mama’s hubby, like what he gonna do with that? He don’t even know what he got!” And they all busted out in boisterous laughter. David said, to me,

“Apparently you’re just a magnet for black guys now.” Maybe it was true. Maybe I was radiating something they could sense, like I had “I fuck black guys” tattooed on my forehead or something. I got up to pee and as I approached the restroom lo and behold, there was this group of guys, four of them standing there and as I walked by a few more lewd comments slipped from their lips. I stopped and spun around, went to the closest one and got up in his face.

“You couldn’t handle this milf, I can promise you!” I smacked my lips together in a kissy face and walked away. Again they started laughing, they were like,

“Damn girl!” and busted the other guys chops for freezing at his opportunity.

So yeah, the point of this being that I was owning my status as QOS now, and later on that day I told David to contact Tony. I told him to ask nicely if he was available to come satisfy his wife. He took it a step further and asked if he could please watch, and what would he like me to wear. Tony said short skirt, tank top, no bra or panties. He said David could watch as long as he did what he was told. David said yes sir (such a cuck boy) and we made a day date to meet at a beer festival the next Saturday. David picked out a cute denim mini for me, and my QOS tank top! This was going to be fun. David and I out in public, meeting a black guy, and proudly displaying my preference, for anyone that might know what it meant. So we met up at the festival and Tony walks up, he’s looking good, in some fitted shorts and a muscle shirt. He compliments me on my look, and then grabs my hand and pulls me to him for a kiss. Then we walk around, tasting beers for a couple hours, Tony with his arm around my waist, claiming his property. Tony and I were on a date, and David was just tagging along. I’m pretty sure we caught a few stares, maybe some people recognized my shirt. Don’t know for sure, didn’t care one bit.
We had caught a decent beer buzz and decided it was time to head to a hotel for a little afternoon delight. Tony sent David ahead in our car and told him to get a room and go wait for us there. I rode with Tony, after we had a bit of a make out session in his car, in which he checked to make sure I wasn’t wearing panties. No sir, just like you asked! And quite obviously not wearing a bra, my nipples pressing against the fabric for all to see. We casually strolled through the hotel lobby, taking our time to make David squirm a bit. When we got to the room, David was just sitting there in a chair, waiting. He had stopped to grab some bottled water, I guess he remembered our workout session from last time. Gotta stay hydrated! Tony and I start making out, his hands all over me, my hands wrapped around his muscular shoulders. Tony starts to strip out of his clothes, and as I’m starting to, Tony says,

“Hey cuck, come over and take off your wife’s clothes for me.” There wasn’t much to take off lol, but David dutifully gets out of his chair and strips me down, then presents his wife to her lover.

“All right you can go sit back down, you just watching today,” Tony ordered, then he tossed me back on the bed. I bounced once, and scooted back to the pillows. He crawled up the bed in between my legs and started lapping at my pussy, his juicy lips sucking on my juicy lips and his velvety tongue caressing my swollen clit. He was finger banging my aggressively, and soon I climaxed on his face.

“That’s how you lick pussy,” Tony proudly announced, as he approached my slit with his rock hard dick. David had shed his pants while we had been otherwise occupied and was busy stroking himself.

“Yeah go ahead and stroke your little dick while I give your wife a proper fucking.” Then Tony proceeded to enter me, and give me exactly what I needed, his amazing, big, hard dick. He fucked me missionary, stroking me beyond my cervix, hitting the spot I had only recently knew existed. The spot that gave me the deepest orgasms, the spot that made me squirt when deep stroked for extended periods. Then, showing off, he picked me up for the standing fuck, bouncing me up and down his shaft until I of course, squirted a gushing fountain on the floor and bed. That was it for David, as I heard him groan and looked over to see him jizzing on himself.

“All right girl, time to give up that ass, “ Tony growled, and tossed me on all fours on the bed.

“Spread it open for me!” And I grabbed an ass cheek in each hand, exposing my little asshole for him. I glanced over at David, and he looked dumbfounded. David never got to fuck my ass, yet here was his wife, just giving up her ass to this guy she barely knew, no questions asked. Tony dropped some spit on my puckered asshole, and then popped the head inside me, as I gasped. He worked it in and out of my ass, but I needed more lube so I had David grab some out of my purse.

“David come put some lube on me please!” He obediently did as told, and was certainly certainly learning new things about his wife every day. Tony then proceeded to destroy my little ass, fucking it with no mercy, and making me cum two more times, before filling my ass up with his seed. He pulled out of my sloppy asshole, and a long stream of Tony’s cum followed, dripping from my ass to the sheets below. Tony disappeared to the bathroom as I laid on the bed panting. David remained on the chair, waiting for further instructions. When Tony returned he told David,

“What you waiting for, clean up your queen!”

“Yes sir,” David replied, and hopped out of the chair to retrieve a towel from the bathroom.

“Uh-uh,” Tony stopped him. “Lick her clean like a good cuck!” David had seen enough cuckold porn to know this was something that could happen, but we had never talked about it. David had licked Jalen’s cum from my pussy numerous times, but he didn’t know about it. But here was the moment of truth! How would he react? I encouraged him,

“It’s OK babe,” and next thing I know, David is between my legs lapping at my pussy. Even though Tony had not cum in my pussy, there was plenty of it dripping out of my asshole and down my pussy slit, and David was dutifully licking it all up, including tonguing my asshole. OMG it was so hot!!!! And David, shall I say, was definitely getting in to it, enthusiastically licking and sucking. “I knew he would love it!” I thought to myself. Tony was obviously thinking the same thing, as he blurted out,

“Damn girl you was right, he loves it!” Well, he had just revealed a conversation we’d had in private. Tony had asked me if I thought David would be down for being a cuck and what I thought he would do. I had told Tony about me feeding David loads from my pussy, and Tony had made it clear he wanted David to graduate from unknowing cum eater to full on clean up boy. And here we were. I wasn’t sure if Tony’s comment had registered with David or if he had been too busy to hear it, but for now I was currently just enjoying the moment. By now, Tony was ready for round two, so he nudged David out of the way and got behind me as I was lying on the bed. He entered me from the back as we were spooning and got straight back to fucking me, as if he hadn’t just shot a load five minutes ago. We spent the rest of the afternoon like this, into the evening. Tony came at least a couple more times, I came countless times, and David managed to squirt out one more dribbler. After a couple more hours, we were completely worn out. We all took a nap together in the bed, me between the two of them. When I woke up I rolled over and started sympathetically stroking David’s dick, the poor guy had only attention from himself so far, I thought he would appreciate it. Tony felt the movement and roused himself. When he saw what was happening he got behind me again and claimed my pussy once more. Oh well David was going to have to wait for another time. David got up and texted the kid, we weren’t coming home tonight. And so, we all stayed together that night, sharing a king size bed. I’ll recap later.
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cuckcplSTL said:
Chapter II - Am I Black Owned?


So the last thing I was telling you about was the first night that I cheated on my husband with Jalen. I woke up the next morning thinking how terrible I was for being a cheating whore, but as I lay in bed the more I thought about it, I was just living my life and I wanted to enjoy it to the fullest! I shouldn’t be denied of having some fun and getting some good sex, should I? David and my sex life had certainly gotten stale over the past few years. We had sex maybe once every week or two, and if I’m being honest, it was pretty unfulfilling. Unlike the sex I had with Jalen the previous night, that was unlike any experience I had ever had, with any man. I met David when I was 26, and had been with my fair share of guys before him, many of whom were better endowed than David. I had gotten in a rut of mostly dating a lot of assholes that treated me bad, so when I met David and he was a good guy that treated me well and was an attentive lover, I was able to overlook his “shortcomings.” His stubby chubby little dick never did much for me but he licked really good pussy and I just got used to adding a vibrator to our sex life when I needed to cum good. But now I had been given an opportunity to enjoy some really good sex and I decided that I should make the most of it!

I went to work at my part time job on Monday afternoon, eager to see Jalen, yet not sure how he was going to act after the somewhat awkward end to our bedroom encounter two nights ago. When I saw him he kinda played me off, or that’s the impression I was getting, so I spent my shift kinda in my head wondering if he was mad at me. Toward the end of my shift he caught me in the break room, and simply said,

“You wanna come to my place after work?”

“Yes.”

I said it without hesitation, and suddenly I was in a good mood. I texted David and said that they asked me to work until close that night so it bought me an hour and a half extra time. After shift I hopped in my car and drove to Jalen’s. I actually beat him there and he strolled up with a smirk, obviously happy to see his new fucktoy there waiting for him. He took me by the hand and led me upstairs. We wasted no time getting naked and getting after it. I was in lust and Jalen was such a good lover. It was a repeat of the first time, I dropped to my knees and worshipped his magnificently huge cock until he was dripping copious amounts of precum. He was so hard, and he took me and gave me exactly what I was craving, what I was needing. He made me cum within 30 seconds of entering me and kept fucking me until I was quivering uncontrollably. And then he surprised me or maybe I surprised myself, as while I was quivering under his long steady strokes I felt a sensation I never felt. Jalen could tell I was about to cum real hard and he pulled out as I squirted a long stream of liquid. I had never squirted before! I didn’t even know I was capable! But Jalen had my pussy gushing like a river!

“Oh My God!!!”

I yelled out as I came so hard, and Jalen paused to allow me to come down to earth before re-entering me. He told me he owned my pussy now and I nodded my head in total agreement and begged him to keep fucking me. When it was time for him to cum he remembered without me asking and dutifully pulled his dick out and showered my face and tits with an unreal amount of cum. I licked and slurped it up like some kind of porno slut. I couldn’t even believe how I was acting, but I totally loved it! Jalen let me take a quick shower at his place so I didn’t have to go home reeking of cum, and I kissed him deeply as I left.

Two days later I was back at Jalen’s after work, I was his insatiable little slut now. I was like a crack whore for Jalen’s dick, I could not get enough. Feelings of guilt were completely gone, I just needed to get fucked by him as often as possible. He had me begging for him to fuck me. He was more than willing to oblige, and realizing that my pussy was getting used to accommodating his dick size, this evenings session was even more intense, he beat it up good and we were both sweating to the intense workout. After 30 minutes of intense fucking he told me he was ready to cum and then he pinned me down hard and unloaded deep inside me. I could feel his cock pulsing inside me and I was in a state of disbelief. He was on top of me and I couldn’t move and we were both panting heavily. I pushed him off me with both hands and was like,

“What the fuck Jalen!”

He said matter of factly,

“I told you that’s my pussy now, ain’t no way I’m pulling out. Ever again. And as a matter of fact I’ve been thinking about it, and I ain’t sharing that pussy no more either. That means no more fucking your husband ok.”

I was already rolling out of the bed and gathering my clothes, and I was like,

“Yeah right I got it,”my response dripping in sarcasm, and I stormed out of his apartment.

“I’m serious!” he yelled behind me as I left.

I got in my car, shaking, I was so livid, and screamed to no one in particular as I drove home. I could feel the cum leak from my pussy. I hope I’m not pregnant I thought as I pulled in the driveway. I went inside and snuck into the shower, as David was already in bed for the night. I didn’t know what to do or think, I mean, chances are I was not pregnant but I had to re-think this whole situation.

The next day I was gathering my thoughts. I had to quit this Jalen thing, it was too dangerous. I was going to get caught at some point, or worse, I could get pregnant. My pussy was still tender from the night before. Could I really give up this new found pleasure I had discovered? OK another thought. Pray I’m not pregnant and then call my doctor and get on the pill. Yes, that was it.... first thing first though - Pray.
My prayer was answered two days later, just before I was to leave to work my Saturday shift. I was still a little pissed at Jalen so I kinda gave him the cold shoulder most of my shift. He caught me in the break room and was all like,


“C’mon girl, you gonna stay mad or what?”

I told him he was lucky I got my period this morning, and I was still mad at him. He kinda got close to me and whispered in my ear and told me he was sorry about what happened but he didn’t think real men pull out. Or wear condoms. It was demeaning to him. In a way I understood where he was coming from, and I told him my plan of going on the pill. That seemed to make him happy but I told him it would be at least a week before we could get together again. He said ok but at the end of our conversation he reminded me that he wanted me to only give my pussy to him. I was like,

“Really? You expect me to not have sex with my husband?” He said,

“Yeah, I’m being for real about that.” And nodded for me to confirm.

“OK Jalen, I’ll save this pussy for you and only you.”

I wasn’t sure if I was lying to him or not but I had to at least tell him what he wanted to hear.
The rest of the weekend I was in a great mood. Me and Jalen had worked things out, and I was pretty happy about my brilliant idea of getting on the pill. And the more I thought about Jalen’s proposition, the more I got on board with it. I mean, David and I didn’t have sex all that often anyway, and when we did it wasn’t all that great so I decided that I would, in fact, only give my pussy up to Jalen from now on.
Monday came around and I called my doc, picked up the prescription Tuesday, and by Wednesday I was back in Jalen’s bed. LoL. Yes I know it hadn’t even started working yet but I figured I had just had my monthly so surely I was not ovulating at that point. And also, I was missing that dick. From there on out I was at Jalen’s apartment two or three days every week. We even started going out in public together, this 40 something white girl with a 20 something black guy, I did not even care. I kept having to make up lie after lie to David about why I had to work late, meet up with a friend, etc, certainly it was going to catch up to me sooner or later.
One night after coming home from Jalen’s, well fucked and reeking of sex, I was in the bathroom getting ready to shower when David came in behind me. I had already shed my clothes and was taking my makeup off in the mirror and David grabbed me from behind and started kissing my neck and fondling my breasts. He was pressed against me. I didn’t know what to do. In the past month and a half I had been able to dodge David’s attempts at sex, but tonight he was on me hot and heavy, and he spun me around and kissed me hard on the mouth.

“David I’m really tired and......” I started.

“It’s been so long,”

He growled in my ear and proceeded down on me kissing my breasts and went straight down to my pussy. He went to town lapping up my gaping, cum filled cunt, Jalen’s and my juices still freshly mixed together. David acted like nothing was out of the ordinary and I found it strangely arousing and leaned back to let his tongue bring me to a nice little orgasm, probably my 5th of the night LoL. He came up and kissed me with his cum soaked lips and undid his belt buckle and dropped his pants. His little pink dickie was throbbing hard and before I could think of a way out of it, he slammed the little guy home in my sloppy pussy. Jalen had been working my pussy to a new size and David was pounding away so I just let him finish. Which he did, in about a minute, as his cum mixed with Jalen’s. Well, whatever was left of it after he had been down there licking it all up LoL. He heaved against me breathing hard and I kind of giggled and asked,

“Is that what you wanted?”

He nodded yes and then withdrew himself from me and left the bathroom. Again with the mixed feelings, I felt guilty for cheating on my boyfriend with my husband, but I also felt so naughty and sexy for having David clean up my messy pussy. I showered and went to bed. This is still not the end of the story but I’ll add more later.
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Chapter V - Expanding My Horizons

The next few weeks for me began a whole new change of landscape. A few things happened that began some change of perspective for me. The first thing, which is not related to anything I’ve been telling you about here, is that I got offered a new job. Ever since my current employer had cut my hours and I had resorted to working a second job, I had been sending out resumes and had just gone through a round of interviews with a prospective new employment opportunity. And I got the job! It is honestly a huge upgrade to what I had been doing, it comes with a significant bump in salary, great benefits, and freedom of work involving a hybrid home / office situation, as well as some travel included. I was so happy for this opportunity, and obviously put in my notice at my other two jobs. This also obviously meant I was going to have less time to spend with Jalen, which I was surely going to miss.
So yes, Jalen, that was another thing that had been on my mind a lot. After our threesome episode, I had been thinking. I couldn’t help but have feelings of jealousy that Jalen was out fucking who knows how many other women. I tried bringing up the subject with him, but he just shrugged it off. He said all black guys had a side piece, or two, or three, it’s just the way they were. I had no grounds to stand on to argue, given our situation, but it started me thinking about my own options. Thanks to me getting that second job, and meeting Jalen, I had discovered a world I hadn’t even known existed, but now it was no denying; I was hopelessly addicted to black cock, or at least I was hopelessly addicted to Jalen’s black cock. He was hung with the best cock I had ever seen, and was naturally talented as a lover, he gave me the best sex I had ever had, by a large margin. But now I was wondering, I mean, it’s always been said about black guys, generally speaking of course, that they fucked good and had big dicks. Stereotypes are rooted in truth right? I had been curious about other guys too.
I had also been feeling increasingly guilty about continually cheating on David. So, while I was now focusing on my new job, I had also made a checklist of a couple other new projects. One, figure out a way to introduce the idea to David, about maybe doing some threeway stuff, (with another guy obviously), and (a black guy) to see if he would be on board, without me having to divulge how I had come up with the idea. And number two, test the waters about other black guys, to see if it was Jalen and only Jalen that had the prowess to send me over the edge so easily, like we were cosmically connected or something, or were there others out there that could do the same. I will be the first to admit, I really wouldn’t want to look elsewhere, but Jalen and I had become too close to what I would call a “relationship” and I wasn’t completely comfortable with it. Not only that, but he had made it plainly clear that he would never be on board with having my white boy husband join us in bed. I had seen on some of these cuckold websites that there were guys out there, or “bulls” as they were called, that were very much in to the premise of taking married women and giving them the pleasure their husbands could not, and also were very much in to the dynamic of showing the husbands first hand. This often including some somewhat humiliating “extracurriculars” for the husbands, such as what David had been unknowingly doing for the last few months, smh, LoL.
So now I had a very full schedule, and needed to keep it organized in order to accomplish everything I needed to do. This left less time for Jalen, but it’s not to say I didn’t MAKE time to see him still. He was predictably bummed when I quit working at the wine store, since he wasn’t hitting this pussy three times a week anymore, but I made sure to stop by whenever possible, and when I did I made sure to be as sexy and slutty as possible so I didn’t lose him for good. By now, I was a pro in the slut category, and felt completely free with my sexuality. I was dressing a little sexier, I told David I needed new clothes for my new job, and when I got Jalen in the bedroom I was completely uninhibited. I let him fuck my ass regularly, after I found that I could actually orgasm from it. I begged for him to cum on my face and down my throat, swallowing it all greedily, and thanking him for every last drop. I let him take pics of me doing every thing you can think of, knowing that he would probably share them to either his friends, or post on the internet, or both, but I didn’t care. I was becoming what every good black cock slut should aspire to be, and was getting in great practice for what I hoped would become a permanent lifestyle.

So as I was checking off “Keep Jalen satisfied” in my personal organizer, I moved on to the next item, “Get David on board.” This one should be easy. I wasn’t going to jump right in, yet simply plant a seed of an idea in his head and let it grow into his own idea. So one Sunday afternoon, when our kid was out of the house, David and I were just chilling with some wine and watching a movie. His laptop was on the coffee table and I asked him if I could use it to look at some things online. I know David is in to watching porn, it’s like his favorite hobby, so when I got on his laptop I quickly browsed his history and pulled up a page he had recently viewed. I was like,
“Um, David, what is this?” He was like,
“Um, what do you mean?” And it was funny because he was squirming a bit, knowing what I was talking about, and also knowing there was no way to hide it because his computer was absolutely pilfered with all different kinds of porn. He was a porn connoisseur, and his tastes were pretty diverse. I had paged through some stuff until I found some cheating wife porn, and I turned the screen towards him. He laughed nervously, and started to stammer something but I cut him off.
“So you get off on this kind of stuff?” I looked at him coyly.
“ Yeah, you know, I get bored sometimes, I like to look at porn. You know this!” He was starting to get defensive so I slowed him down.
“No, I know David..... I didn’t say there was anything wrong with or that I didn’t LIKE it.”
He kind of perked up.
“I didn’t really thing you DID like it,” and he leaned over to look at which particular video I had on the screen.
“So cheating wife stuff then?” I inquired. He responded with,
“Well, it’s not the only kind of porn I watch but....”
“But what, David? Does it get you off thinking about your wife fucking another man?” He answered,
“Well, there is a LOT of porn that has that as a subject, so there must be a lot of guys that get off on it!”
“But do you, David? Do you get off on it?” I had him on the ropes now, he was clearly uncomfortable so I reached between his legs and felt him, hard as a rock.
“You DO!” I laughed, and he just didn’t know how to react.
“It’s OK hon, we all have fantasies, I guess watching porn helps us with that.” I leaned over and kissed him as I was undoing his pants. I reached in and felt his dick wet with precum. Even though uncomfortable, he was obviously enjoying it.
“What about you? He asked. “What are your fantasies?”
I was kissing him and just said,
“You’re my fantasy.” That wasn’t acceptable because it wasn’t naughty, or forbidden, or even true.
“No seriously, tell me.” I acted like it just occurred to me,
“Oh, I don’t know, yours sounds fun, maybe not the cheating part. But having someone join us could be fun maybe.” I though he might jizz his pants right there but he just started kissing me hard and feeling in my pants until he got to my wet pussy. We went to the bedroom and I went down on him. The seed was now planted and I just poured a little water on it. He was lying back on he bed and I was knelt between his legs, sloppily sucking on his little dickie. Bobbing up and down, I paused while continuing to stroke him and breathed,
“Would it be hot David, would it be hot if I were blowing you right now and there was another man behind me?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Would it be hot if he took his big hard dick and shoved it in my little married pussy?” I was making direct eye contact with him and giving him my best blow job.
“Oh my god!” he grunted, as he started to spurt streams of cum everywhere.
“Oh wow! I giggled. “I guess there’s my answer!” I licked the cum off my fingers before getting up to go get a towel to wipe him clean.
“Mission accomplished!” I thought to myself. Now to just sit back wait for the idea take root and grow. I didn’t mention it again for weeks, but I know it was messing with David, whether I was for real or if we were just role playing for the afternoon. Let’s just see how it plays out.
Next up on my organizer, “Meet other black men.” I then made a subcategory “Where to Meet.” Making a list of possibilities, the top two that made sense were, the gym, as the place I worked out at definitely had some eye candy, and quite a few were black guys. The other option, create a Tinder profile. Tinder turned out to be more trouble than it was worth, because I was instantly bombarded by a bunch of desperate white guys, which I had to fend off, even though I did specifically put on my profile that I was interested in black guys only. I did match with a few black guys though, which I will circle back to later.
At the gym though, I had my eye on this one guy, for quite a while actually, before I even met Jalen. He was older, probably close to my age and he worked out a lot. He seemed to be there pretty much every time I was there, but he was so in to his workouts it was hard for me to catch his eye. There were a few others too, and I made an effort to change my workout attire a bit, to attract attention. I will have to say I was pretty proud that since I had been seeing Jalen I had been working out extra and had managed to drop about 20 pounds, and was looking pretty damn good if I did say so myself. I had usually focused on the cardio equipment and some of the machines, but the guy I had my eye on was a full on free weights guy, so one day I just moseyed on over to that section and casually picked up some hand weights and started doing some curls and presses and whatnot. I stood near this guy, who was working out intensely, wearing tight gym shorts and a muscle tee, his muscles were ripped. I liked what I saw, including quite a large bulge in his shorts. I kept glancing over until I caught his eye as he was taking a breather. We both just kind of did the head nod, and was like,
“Hey.” I continued working out with my 10 lb weights, but not really sure what I was doing, I gathered up my courage and approached him. He was in the middle of some bench press reps and I just kind of watched him finish. When he sat up for another rest, I walked up next to him and said,
“Wow you are really working it out there! It shows too!” He was like,
“Hey thanks, I’ve been seeing you working hard too. Definitely see the results.” I kinda blushed and was like,
“No,” but inside I was like, “Wow he noticed me too!” I continued,
“I’ve been working on my stretches and cardio but wanted to try to incorporate some weights into my workout but I don’t really know what I’m doing.” The whole damsel in distress bit. He, of course, did the knight in shining armor bit, offering to show me some stuff. He showed me some techniques and some proper form, making sure to cup the small of my back with his large hands, and gripping my shoulders and such. When he was done showing me I said thanks and introduced myself. He said,
“Nice to have the introduction Kirsten, I’m Vince. I feel like we should have introduced ourselves way before now, I’ve been seeing you coming in here for quite a while.” He was soft spoken, and carried himself as driven and confident. It was very sexy. I decided to flirt,
“Yeah well, I’ve definitely noticed you too, always over here working out so hard.” I grabbed his bicep and smiled,
“It’s definitely paid off, you look great!”
“Thanks,” he answered, and our eyes met for a few seconds.
“Well, thank you for the workout tips, I really appreciate it! I plan on ramping up my workouts, maybe we could be workout buddies!” I kind of winked at him. He laughed.
“Well I’d be happy to help you, but I think you got a ways to go before you can hang with my workout!”
He laughed again, showing me he was being playful, and I followed with,
“You might be surprised, I can work it out pretty good!” His eyebrows raised as our eyes met again.
“All right, well I’m up here four or five days a week so I’m sure I’ll see you around,” Vince concluded. And that was it. We parted ways for the day, and I was definitely horny, so I was a bit disappointed. I texted Jalen to see if he was around, and for fucks sake, he wasn’t. Sex with David wasn’t going to do it, and I was frustrated. Kind of pouting, I changed in the women’s locker room and headed to my car. I saw Vince in the parking lot, headed toward his car, and kind of jogged to catch up with him.
“Hey!” He turned around as I came trotting up.
“So I was thinking, I need a personal trainer, for a lot of different things. I don’t mean to be too forward, but could you maybe help me with that?” He was leaning against his Escalade and kind of eyeing me up and down. It suddenly occurred that I was possibly coming off a bit desperate.
“I’m sorry,” I continued, trying to recover. “That was a bit forward of me, forget I brought it up.” His eyes were intense, almost like a predator eyeing up some prey.
“You’re a married woman,” he said. “You sure you know what you’re doing?” My reaction was to play it off as though I only had pure intentions, but we both knew what was going on.
“Yeah Vince, I know what I’m doing.” And with that he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to him. We embraced and kissed against the side of his Escalade. It was middle of the day, people walking by, possibly people I knew, and I was just going at it with Vince. He clicked his remote and opened the back door. We got in and he closed the door. He had tinted windows, and he was parked kind of around the side of the building, and as crazy as it was, we got after it right there. I pulled off his gym pants that he had changed in to, and his dick flopped out. Oh man it was nice. Maybe not nine inches like Jalen’s (which I had actually measured LoL), but at least eight and damn was it fat. Thick like a soda can almost, and I went down on him with gusto. I could barely open my mouth wide enough to suck him off though, so resorted to slobbering on it, keeping my mouth around the fat head of his dick while I stroked him with both hands. He knew what we were doing was risky, and we didn’t have a lot of time so he pulled me up and flipped me over his lap to pull down my pants. I kicked one shoe off to get my pants free and he planted me on his back seat and pushed my legs back to my shoulders. He spit on his hand and got his dick good and wet and placed that massive head right up to my pussy lips. I did my own self lube and licked my fingers to make sure I was good and wet down there too. I was going to need to be if I was to accommodate such a fat cock. It took some work, but he finally got it in. and damn he had me split in two. It was hurting at first but soon he had worked enough of my juices out of me that he was sliding in and out nicely. This was no time for lovemaking, he fucked the stuffing out of me, literally, I was creaming all over his fat cock, my legs pinned back to my shoulders, Vince hitting me with deep strokes, hard and fast. Within minutes he told me he was going to cum in my pussy and I said yes please and he sank it deep and came hard in me. We laid there panting for a minute, and I purred at him,
“Best workout I’ve had in a long time.”
He kind of chuckled and got up off and out of me. We were both sweating, and I struggled to get my yoga pants back on, put my shoe on, gave him a quick kiss, and got out of his car.
“That was fun, see ya around!” and with that I quickly walked to my car and drove home. When I got home, I checked “meet more black guys” off the list, and took a shower. Out of the shower and getting dressed, damn my pussy was sore! Vince’s extra girth was something I would have to get used to, if we were ever to do that again that is. I guess we’ll find out.
Until next time.
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Your all proud of being a white trash pos whore lol. David was most likely doing your ugly mom the entire time and happy you had to work late every night. Bitches like you get raped eventually. Don't cry
 
Chapter IX - Hopelessly Addicted to BBC

I felt as though I had run a marathon. Up a mountain. In the mud. Ladies and gentlemen allow to me introduce gold medal sport fucker Kristen W.! (The crowd goes wild!)
I gingerly walked in the front door the next morning and went to the kitchen for some coffee. The kid was in there eating some cereal and asked why I was walking funny. I acted like I didn’t know what he was talking about. But Tony had gotten me good, and I walked bow legged for a couple days. It’s amazing isn’t it, I thought to myself, the difference. The difference between these big dick black guys I had been having sex with versus every other guy I had been with before that. Obviously the equipment they brought to the game was a major player, but add in the strength and stamina, a girl really had to be prepared before joining the big leagues. I, of course, was a professional sport fucker, willing and able to go toe to toe with the best of ‘em, but after going a full ten rounds with Tony, even I knew when I had met my match. All right, all right, enough with the sports analogies. LoL! I got coffee for myself and David and then made breakfast for David and myself and we all ate at the kitchen table. After breakfast the kid said he had plans with a buddy and headed out for a couple hours. I was still worn out so David and I just cuddled on the sofa for a bit. David was rubbing and caressing me in a kind of sexual manner, but there was no way he was going to be hitting this pussy in the condition I was in, so we just talked about last night. I expressed how proud I was of him in accepting his role in our newly defined relationship dynamic, and how proud I was that he embraced his duties last night. David was hesitant,

“I don’t know Kristen, it was pretty humiliating.” I kissed him.

“David, you were AMAZING! I felt so supported with you being there and...... I can’t explain but..... it was so hot when you......” I didn’t complete the sentence so David did.

“You mean when Tony ordered me to go down on you? Well, yes, that’s kind of what I’m talking about. It’s one thing to watch another man fuck your wife, for like, hours. But when that same man tells you to get down there and lick up his cum, well, it makes me feel like less of a man.”
I stayed silent, just listening. He continued,

“It’s just all so very conflicting, these feelings. It was devastatingly humiliating, but yet, somehow it was also so arousing, and when he told me to do it I did not hesitate. I just did what he told me, like it’s just such a complete mind fuck!”

“I know what you mean....” I started.

“YES!” David interrupted. “Like when he took your ass, I was so surprised how you didn’t even hesitate! It’s like you were under his spell or something!”

“Good sex can be like a dr*ug, I guess,” is all I said, then steering it back to David I asked,

“But did you enjoy it?” David nodded his head, yes, and confessed,

“Yeah I guess I did, really. It’s almost like it’s been there the whole time, we just kind of discovered it by accident, you know? I guess deep down I always knew that I wasn’t giving you what you needed, sexually. And I suppose I am actually naturally obedient to you in bed. I just always want to make sure you’re sexually satisfied, and want to make sure I do everything I can, even if it means cleaning you up after your lover has had his way with you. But, I think I would have liked it even better if you were the one giving the orders, since you all had it planned out anyway.”
I guess he had heard what Tony had blurted out during our session yesterday.

“I’m not sure where he was coming from with that,” I started.

“It’s OK,” David stopped me. “It’s not like I didn’t know what a cuck’s job is.”

He smiled at me and I nestled my head on his shoulder. This should have felt like a triumphant moment, yet I suddenly had strong feelings of guilt. We were finally in the place I had been wanting for a while, but it was totally because I was a selfish bitch, only thinking of myself. David had never asked for any of this. Now it was me that was having conflicting feelings. I mean, since I had gone down this path, cheating and fucking around on my husband, I had had some amazing sex. Sex so good that now, fucking David was just a sympathy. There was not much in it for me except making sure my husband was not pussy free. So now it was making me think, did I ruin things between us by getting involved with Jalen, Max, Tony, etc? Talk about a mind fuck, to go through everything I had done to get to where we are right now, only to have second thoughts? What the hell! Honestly, I did not know how it was going to play out from here, but it was the first time I had paused to think about the consequences of my actions. I absolutely knew that from now on I would always be a QOS, so what would my, and our lives look like going forward? How long would David be on board with this new lifestyle? Would he embrace it totally as his new self, or would he get tired of it, or eventually get jealous of me or one of my boyfriends? I decided in that moment that I should step back for a while and take a break from my deviant behavior, just see how it naturally played out. I should focus more on my marriage and my family, and keep my pussy in my pants. I was a strong, independent woman, and I was in control of myself and my actions, so it was decided.
I was good for a while, I was able to keep myself busy and distract myself, even ignoring Tony’s explicit texts for the most part, telling him I had been busy. David and I continued to have fun with our new relationship dynamic though. I enjoyed calling him my little cuck boy, and having him worship his queen. One weekend, the kid was away at a school camp and I had David stay naked all weekend, performing chores for me like cleaning the house, doing the dishes, getting on his knees as I stood over him, teasing him with my pussy, and making him beg to lick it. He fully got into this new role of his, and I was nice enough to let him fuck me after he fulfilled all his duties. But at the end he always had one final task, clean up the mess. Which he did, enthusiastically!
As much fun as it was teasing and training my husband, it wasn’t long before I started missing some good dick, I made it maybe three weeks lol. Like I said, Tony had been texting me every day, and one day at work I was just super horny and he sent me a pic of his rock hard cock. I took an early lunch and next thing I know I’m in his bed getting pounded. A few days after that I saw Max at the gym, looking extra fine, and I pranced around in front of him until he couldn’t take it anymore. We ended up having an enthusiastic romp in the back of his Escalade right after sweating it up in the gym. Then, the following week I went on a short business trip out of town for a couple days. There I am, sitting alone in the hotel bar, when guess what? I met a new guy, his name was Ansom. He was older, maybe late forties, dressed in business attire, and we got to talking. Two hours later he was in my hotel bed, fucking me do*ggy style.
I obviously could not help myself. I had to have it. I am a black cock slut. And my husband was fully on board with it, but for some reason it was just so intoxicating to sneak around and get fucked on the sly, without him knowing. I needed to check into rehab or something, I thought to myself. The morning after fucking Ansom in my hotel, I called David. I told him I met a new guy. I didn’t tell him that I fucked him but I wanted to see what David’s reaction was.

“So, did you fuck him?” was his reaction.

“No I did not fuck him! But I really wanted to, if I’m being honest.”

“I’m OK with it.” He said, matter of factly. “I’m OK with you going on dates if you want. I don’t always have to be involved.” I couldn’t help but have that feeling again, like he’s known the whole time. Or that maybe he figured it out at some point. But I wasn’t going to be the one to confess it to him. One thing that I knew for sure though, was that I had married the right guy.

“Well, that’s good to know.” I said. “I guess I should have texted you last night!”

It turned out that both Ansom and myself traveled for work in the same territory, so we were very likely to bump into each other again. I added his name to my little black book for future reference.
Back at home after my trip, I was running errands one day, at Target, proudly wearing my QOS tee. I got a text from Tony, it read,

“Hey girl whats up wachu doin later”

“no plans” I responded.

“told my partner about this white girl cant get enough black dick he wants to meet u”

A selfie of Tony and his buddy followed. I typed in,

“Youre crazy” followed by multiple emoji’s, as I was unloading my goods onto the conveyer belt at Target checkout.

“Fuck yah I am but you need to get dat azz over here k.” I needed to mull this one over. I didn’t know this guy, I didn’t know what they had in mind, and what would David think? Or should I even mention it to David? I wheeled my cart out to my car and loaded it up and sat down in the drivers seat, thinking for a minute.

“What are we doing tonight?” I texted to David, and he quickly responded,

“Taking the kid to soccer game, remember?” Ah, yes that was right. The two of them had tickets to MLS game that evening.

“Why?” I hesitated before responding. This is where I would normally lie to him and go get fucked while he sat at home clueless.

“Oh yeah forgot about that. Tony asked us what we were doing tonight is all.” OK a tiny lie, Tony had not mentioned David. The typing bubble popped up, and I waited.

“You go have some fun.” That was it.
In the mean time, I was getting texts from Tony. Question marks..... eggplants and water drops.... peaches.... naughty devil.....etc.

“Fuck it,” I thought to myself, and texted David,

“I love you, see you at home later,” followed by lots of heart emojis. He sent a heart and a kissy face, which made me feel a little more at ease.
I didn’t have any cold goods in the car so I texted,

“OMW,” and headed straight over to Tony’s. On the way there I was thinking to myself that if I wasn’t feeling the vibe, or the other guy, then nothing was going to happen. But, you know damn well my pussy was starting to get wet thinking about the possibilities of my first 3-way with two guys. Holy sh*it!
I pulled up to Tony’s place, parked and went to the door. Tony answered and noticed the shirt I was wearing.

“Damn girl you put that on for me?” I laughed,

“Ha, no, just out shopping at Target when you texted.” Again,

“Daaaammnn!! See bro I was tellin’ ya!” Then, to me,

“Kristen this my partner Derek.” Derek jumped up off the couch and shook my hand.

“Nice to meet you.” he said, looking a little stunned, or amazed, like he was looking at a unicorn or something. I eyed him up too. He was short and stocky, light skinned, maybe handsome. I was still deciding when Tony asked me if he could get me something to dr*ink.

“Tequila, rocks. And some water.” I answered. Might as well start with the necessities if anything was to come of this. They were having some beers and had some music playing, and I sat down on the chair opposite the two of them on the couch. Tony was usually never at a loss for words, yet the conversation was flowing at an awkward pace. Neither seemed to know how to approach the situation at hand. I was sipping my dr*ink casually, and playing it cool, making them work for it a little. Derek says,

“So you’re married, huh?” I said yes I was married.

“Tony says you got a thing for black guys though?” Another question with an obvious answer. Tony chimes in with,

“My buddy here, he ain’t ever had sex with a white girl before, I told him he don’t know what he’s missing.” I kind of looked at Derek and raised my eyebrows, and was like,

“Oh really,” all nonchalant and sh*it.

“Yeah. I told him ain’t nothin’ like finding some married white chick that hasn’t had some good dick and showing her what it’s all about.” I wasn’t about to just flop over on my back and spread my legs. I laughed,

“Is that what you guys think, huh. All married white women are just dying to have sex with a black guy?”

“C’mon girl quit bustin’ my chops, you know what I mean!” Tony obviously didn’t picture me reacting quite like this. Derek was just leaning back on the couch drinking his beer, waiting to see what happened next.

“You like what you see? I directed this to Derek.

“Oh hell yeah I like what I see, girl you are fine!”

“Have you ever done a threesome before?” I was interrogating him a little.

“Well, not with two dudes I haven’t.” This seemed to make Derek a little uncomfortable.

“Well I haven’t either, with two dudes. Well I guess if you count my husband I have.” Tony laughed,

“Yeah right! Hubby was on the sidelines spectating! He didn’t know what the hell to do!”

“I guess that’s why you called me huh, you wanted to show me something?” I finished my dr*ink.

“Have you all ever seen each others dicks before!” I giggled as they kind of looked at each other.

“Shut up girl you want this dick or not?” Tony was getting a little defensive.

“I was just wondering! I mean, you all about to get a good look at each others dicks if things go right!” Derek laughed and Tony just gave me a look like smh.

“Let me see your dick,” I motioned to Derek. He was all like,

“You first. Let’s see what you got.”

“I sure don’t have a dick!” I laughed again, but decided to ease the tension by standing up and taking off my top, then wriggled out of my shorts, leaving me only in a bra, panties and my converse low tops. I walked back and forth in front of them, giving them the show they wanted. I motioned to Derek that it was his turn so he quickly unbuckled his pants and slid them to the floor.

“Let me see that dick,” as he still had his boxers on. He kicked off his shoes and stood up to take his pants and boxers off. His semi erect cock flopped out.

“Mmmm, nice.” I said, as I walked over to him. I didn’t kiss him or anything, just dropped to my knees in front of him and took his cock head in my mouth. He let out a low moan and I worked his dick with my mouth, up and down, getting him good and hard. He sure didn’t have the length that Tony had, but at least it was nice and fat. I kept blowing him for a while and soon Tony approached me from behind and kind of picked me up. As he did, I slid my panties down. Derek sat back on the couch and Tony kind of spun me and pushed me down on the couch so I was down at Derek’s dick again, my ass up in the air for Tony’s access to my pussy. I was so wet Tony slid in easily, and I moaned loudly with Derek’s dick in my mouth.

“This is what we call a spit roast!” Tony called out, as he went to work on my wet, swollen pussy. I gave Derek my full attention, and I could tell he was enjoying it immensely. He had both hands full of my hair, pushing me down on his cock. I took him all the way down my throat as I was taking Tony balls deep, slamming home hard in me. He knew I could take it, but certainly I had to be impressing Derek. They used me as their little fuck doll for a while and then Tony slid out and smacked my ass hard. He went for a beer and I sat on Derek’s lap and slid him inside me, then proceeded to hump his dick fast and hard. He was like,

“Fuck yeah girl, ride that dick!” as Tony approached again, and started poking at my asshole. I really needed to get off like, right now, so I kept bouncing enthusiastically until I did. Then I settled down on Derek’s dick, full hilt, and let Tony take my ass. He had grabbed some lube to make it easier on me, and I took both of them, each in a different hole. Now I was absolutely in heaven, started speaking in tongues and sh*it, squirming around as they both did what they could to keep thrusting in me. This went on a couple more minutes until it was just too much for Derek and he roared out and unloaded his seed in me. Tony kept pumping more as Derek laid back and I held on for dear life. Tony railed my little asshole as my tits bounced in Derek’s face. He sucked on my nipples as I came again, a squirter this time, just as Tony generously unloaded his cum load deep in my ass. Tony plopped his dick out of my ass and I could immediately feel cum dripping out of my ass. I lifted up off Derek and cum started seeping from my pussy. I was a mess, leaking cum from both holes and my hair matted from sweat.

“Fuuuuck that was hot!” Derek announced from his position on the couch. He was lying there in a puddle of cum, his dick returning to a lesser engorged state. Tony had already disappeared to the bathroom to clean up. I was totally worn out and ready to lounge on my own couch at home with a glass of wine, so I wiped the cum dripping off me with my panties, pulled on my shorts and shirt, and headed for the door. Tony reappeared as I was leaving and asked if I wanted to hang out for a while.

“I have some things I gotta do,” I said. “But I had fun, maybe we can do it again sometime!”

The only things I really had to do though, was drive home, take a shower, grab a snack, and finish a bottle of wine on my couch watching TV before falling asl*eep. Man, what a day!
 
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