Standard disclaimer. . This is a true account. Always practice safe sex and be safe. Make sure you have a safe word and trust who you are with.
I am starting this as a new thread. Richard was a black bull that my wife Bobbi found, some years back. She arraigned for us to meet in a vanilla place (a waffle house) during the day, two days before and he laid out his terms IF we wanted him as a Bull.
Rules____________________
1. He could come over and take Bobbi, any time the ******* were away.
2. Friday nights were his, and we were both expected to be there and submit.
3. Some pain was allowed.
4. He could bring an occasional friend, who he knew well.
5. I may or may NOT be allowed to watch. and he/we might go out where he wanted on agreed and regular nights.
6. He totally controlled all aspects of our sex life for 90 days.
7. We had 2 refusal or emergency nights if needed.
8. Bisexuality would occur, I was expected to clean up as needed and without question
9. IF WE EVER SAID THE SAFE WORD, it was totally over and we would never see him again.
Turns out he had two big turn ons. . .
1. Fucking women in front of their husbands,
2. Making their husbands fem and gay, (or at least bi submissive) and humiliating the hell out of them in public and in front of their wives. He had a strange way but it did change my thinking about the whole cuckold thing.
This happened over a labor day weekend several years ago. We had no idea exactly what we were getting into, and our own "Never surrender" attitude got us into doing a few things we should have never done. Baring that, here goes. . .
Richard was set to be at the door around 7:00 on Friday night. We had cleared our plans for the weekend and the ******* were with their grandmother. We had met and talked extensively with Richard before we invited him to our home. He felt that cuckolding should happen in a couples home as he loved to fuck women in their own beds while denying the husband all the time. We figured it would be interesting but that most of what he said and the agreement was bullshit. We were wrong. Bobbi had been with a few other black bulls before. Even a few that we got togather with more than once. Of course, we could walk away but if we did that ended it. . and he was a computer network guy for a firm in town. . .
He had called us the night before and told me, I was to have NO sexual contact with Bobbi until we heard from him. No exceptions. He also said he was bringing someone else with him that would be his "assistant" and would "record" the fun for us. We asked WTF? and he reminded us that we agreed, and could walk away. . I told him, We were still game. . but were unsure about his bringing another person this early. "Its your choice," was all he would say. . Bobbi was listening in and chided me, "Will, are you a chicken *******? " I couldn't let that go. . . "Hell no, bring it Rich. " and he told us alright, he was on his way. . no backing out now.
Alright, the excitement grew. . I was not aware that he had been talking with Bobbi and setting up things I could not imagine for some time, but would not find out until later. We honestly thought he would show up, maybe give us a mind fuck and be gone. .
For the casual reader, I had briefly discussed Rich in another thread. But suffice to say, he was a 40 something computer geek, with a bit of a gut. Around 5'9 and soft spoken about 220 pounds. He seemed so disarming.
While we had played around with my bi side for some time, this guy really came on hard and probably took more advantage of us than he should.
Let me back up a bit here. He told us when we first met that he would bring someone else along to play, but we had no idea.
It was usually his older brother (Rich was a 40's something soft spoken black fellow with a tummy -he was not huge, but he could go multiple rounds. . ) His older brother Ty, was about 60 and had some gray in his beard and hair. he was in pretty good shape as well.) . By the time it happened, it was too late.
At 7:15 the door bell rang. As instructed, we were dressed nicely, expecting to go out for dinner and perhaps some dancing. Richard and his brother hung large in the doorway as we opened the door. They invited themselves in, and Richard grabbed Bobbi and pulled her close. I overheard him ask, "So, Are you ready to have your world rocked little girl? They made small talk for a few minutes as I tried to engage Ty in conversation. He came in like he owned the place. . ."Lots of books eh? Are you a geek?
Not really, just like to read. .
'That's good, expands the mind." as he made himself comfortable on the couch.
"Grab me a beer, Willie boi. . . . "
I looked at him nonplussed. WTF? I thought. . .
"Your the one that want's to be a cucky boi, not me, now go get me a beer."
As I turned to go into the kitchen, I could not help but notice, Richards hand were already exploring her boob as they kissed. .
I asked if Richard would care for one, and he declined. I took a few more steps and was in the kitchen, grabbing a beer. I heard Richard tell Bobbi to give them the tour. She meekly said yes, and off they went. All I know is they went into our bedroom and the door slammed shut.
Not an auspicious start, I thought to myself.
I handed Ty the beer and he looked at me, and asked if I forgot something. .
I was clueless. .
He handed the beer back and told me to open it.. . and he reminded me that I was to treat whoever was with his or his brother with Respect and disrespect would not be tolerated. I would be treated like a bitch. I opened the beer and handed it to Ty, as he stood up. He grabbed me with his right hand by the collar and pulled me near. . .I felt somewhat off balance and intoxicated as
SMACK!
He bitch slapped me. . . I turned around and started to let out a scream, as the pain of his affront set in.
mom FUCKER. . . Gawddamn it. . was what went through my mind. . .I didn't say a word as he had 3 inches on me and was about 260 pounds.
He looked at me and retorted, "Get used to it. . you are a bitch now. . Your wife is my brothers for the next 3 months. We have done this with several couples and have someone else lined up if you want to whip out. Are we clear?
"Yess sir. . . " I felt subdued.
Ty sat on the couch and commented about Bobbi, "She is cute, Cucks like you never cease to amaze me. Looking for black dick for your wives. Hell, most of you can't even satisfy your wife in bed. . most have to take viagra to even get it up. . How about you cucky? You need viagra to get it up? At least your wife will get fucked, and good. She looks like she has a nice tight pussy. . . Does she boi?
I knew what he meant when he called me boi. . . My stomach sank. . .
"We could put her out and make some fine money. . . Bright eyed and bushy tailed white girls go well. . I bet we could get $500 for her first trick. . .and we may do it, boi. . "
He went on, as I started to feel regret, and the sting of his slap. . .
"See, Rich is married. . and he still gets it up and makes sparkles happy. . she loves to be happy and knowing she has a night off makes her very happy. . . thats right. . he has 5 *******. . The man is a fuckin machine. He got me into this ******* a while back. I've never had so much pussy, and thrown at me too! Your little woman will make a nice notch. . ."
With that, he reached into his pants and tossed me some keys. "Go out to my car and get the camera.. . your gonna be famous!"
I turned around and walked out the door to retrieve the camera.
When I walked back in the door, Ty was still sitting on the couch, but had taken his shirt off. I had to admit, for 60, he was in damn good shape.
Rich and Bobbi came back out of the bedroom, she was laughing on his arm. . .
They made it to the livingroom and looked at me.
Any problems my brother?
"Nah. . .We got an understanding now. . He is good. . . "
Richard laughed briefly as Bobbi stepped away from him.
Seems we have a problem here Brother. . . Bobbi was just telling me, he wanted to get "frisky last night" and did some kissin after I told him not to . . "
"Ah. . . Oops. . " I could feel the tension in the room had just gone up a level. . .
Bobbi, sit your little ass down. . We need to make some things clear. .
I gulped. . What now?
Will. . .Take off your damn cloths, all of them. . now. . .
WTF? I thought again. . Is this serious, I thought as my mind returned to being slapped.. . . I started to slip out of my cloths. .
I stripped off my shirt, took off my shoes, and looked at Richard. . .
All of them, Boy, time is a wastin. . .
I took off my pants, tentatively, Your little tighty whities too. .
I looked on in disbelief as Richard was taking off his belt. . No f'ing way. . .
"Bend over the chair. . . "
"Now boy. . . You want to say the word and we are gone? . . I looked at Bobbi, not really knowing what to do. . Her eyes were saucers. . her mouth agape.
I walked over and started to tell them to fuck off and the hell out of my house. . .
I heard Bobbi meekly. . . say "its up to you honey"
I bent over the back of the wing back chair in our living room. Her parents had given it to us as a wedding present. . I grabbed the armrests. .
SMACK!. . . SMACK. . . .
Ah! Gawdamn. . That hurt. . WTF? Why am I doing this. . .
SMACK . . .SMACK. . . .SMACK . . .
When I tell you no affection, I mean it. . You belong to me, both of you. . He slided up beside me and grabbed my head and pulled it up. .
He stuck his fingers in my mouth and told me to open my "Damn mouth" and stuck his fingers inside. .
Yuck! I felt totally violated.
"Look at that Brother. . . He has a missing tooth. . . "
"Shame. . . he is a cocky little bastard. "
Stand up next to the wall, You keep your mouth shut. .
I did as I was told.
I watched while he sat down on the love seat and Started talking with Bobbi like nothing had happened. . Ty started out making himself comfortable on the couch. I had a feeling he would be making me an errand boy or worse. It never quite felt appropriate to stand up to him or refuse his request though. I can't say I regret it, but we should have been more careful. He apparently had captured my humiliation on film and was now focused on his younger brother who was taking advantage of my wife and making disparaging and humiliating comments about my stupidity. . My thought was still WTF??
But, I relaxed, and let things go where they may.
Anyway, after a several minutes, Richard had been kissing Bobbi on the couch, he had her down to her panties and Bobbi seemed to be enjoying the attention, but she seemed a bit uncomfortable with Ty as well. Rich stopped for a moment and said to his brother, "Didn't I tell ya'? Look, he is getting a little stiffie watching me take his wife." Will, get the F-CK over here! Now!
So, I gingerly walked forward, (we had NEVER had a bull do this stuff) and he points to the floor in front of him and says "Right her, Spunky. . " Get on your knees. Which I did, wondering what the hell he was up to.
"What chu bet, Bro?"
. . .No Bet, Baby brother. . He will cave. and laughed.
Rich puts his hand around my neck and on the back of my head and came closer . . .
"Take my cock out, Spunky. . ."
At this point, I was not surprised, as we had talked about bisexuality, nor being domed a bit. But this was the living room of our home. . and here we were, wondering what the hell we got ourself into. Rich promised confidentiality, He was up front about that, and we felt good when we agreed to this two days ago. But my gut was getting a bit queezy and I wanted to take a pass and just watch him fuck Bobbi, that was what we were all togather for, right? Wrong!
I reached up and unfastened his slacks and unfastened his belt. I could feel the tension in the room as I knew eye was on me. I looked over and Bobbi's brown eyes looked like saucers. . .I continued to work at his pants, and pulled his zipper down, his pants fell to the floor and he remained standing like a fireplug in front of me. His Calvin Cline underwear were all that were between his cock and me.
"Keep going Spunky. . ."
Yeah, you'll like his cock. boi's say it is suck able, and you will get used to it fast. remarked Ty.
I froze.
He asked, "You want to call it quit Spunky boy? Want me to go away right now? We will never be back if you do.
"He means it you little faggot. . .if you want this, you better get his cock in your mouth. . .Now we can help you if you want. "
I reached forward and pulled his cock free of the underwear. His cock was not huge, probably about 8" or so. I sat transfixed as I pulled his uncircumcised cock out into the open and wrapped my hand around it. It had to be about 8" and my fist worked it up and down and it was clearly longer than my fist by some measure.
Richards hand was still behind my head and and I could feel the tension grow as he pulled me closer.
Ok, Ok, please, I've not done this is a while and never on a black man.
You'll like it, he said. . Now, get to it, show your pretty wife that you are MY little cuck Spunky. .
I pulled the foreskin back and leaned in, he had a heady, sweaty smell as I got close, but I closed my eyes and put my lips to the tip of his cock. I lapped on it like a kid on a tootsie pop, I leaned in and took his cock into my mouth and worked it down slowly. In and out, a bit at a time until it hit the back of my throat and I gaged. I instinctively pulled back, but his hand pulled me closer and his cock went deeper. I felt like I was going to puke, but he kept going. I fought to keep dinner down and heard him say,a bit faster than before and in a whisper. . .
Suck my cock Will, Take it all you little bitch.
I almost lost it when he let up and released my head, I pulled off instinctively and coughed.
Ha, Hah. . What did I tell you baby brother? He likes it. .I think you have a new convert. . .
Yeah, I'm gonna fuck this motherfuckers face, and make his wife a slut too. . . You are my bitch now, you understand?
I was still coughing and almost didn't hear him. . but his brother yelling at me, "He aksed you a quesiton. . answer it!"
Ah. . ah . . yes. yes sir. . . we are yours.
He fucked my face a few more times before letting go of my head and pushing me down to the carpet
All the while, I knew Ty was filming it.
More later if your interested. It proved to be a long night. Richard said he would usually stay the night on Friday nights and it was the start of the labor day weekend. . . a long weekend.
I am starting this as a new thread. Richard was a black bull that my wife Bobbi found, some years back. She arraigned for us to meet in a vanilla place (a waffle house) during the day, two days before and he laid out his terms IF we wanted him as a Bull.
Rules____________________
1. He could come over and take Bobbi, any time the ******* were away.
2. Friday nights were his, and we were both expected to be there and submit.
3. Some pain was allowed.
4. He could bring an occasional friend, who he knew well.
5. I may or may NOT be allowed to watch. and he/we might go out where he wanted on agreed and regular nights.
6. He totally controlled all aspects of our sex life for 90 days.
7. We had 2 refusal or emergency nights if needed.
8. Bisexuality would occur, I was expected to clean up as needed and without question
9. IF WE EVER SAID THE SAFE WORD, it was totally over and we would never see him again.
Turns out he had two big turn ons. . .
1. Fucking women in front of their husbands,
2. Making their husbands fem and gay, (or at least bi submissive) and humiliating the hell out of them in public and in front of their wives. He had a strange way but it did change my thinking about the whole cuckold thing.
This happened over a labor day weekend several years ago. We had no idea exactly what we were getting into, and our own "Never surrender" attitude got us into doing a few things we should have never done. Baring that, here goes. . .
Richard was set to be at the door around 7:00 on Friday night. We had cleared our plans for the weekend and the ******* were with their grandmother. We had met and talked extensively with Richard before we invited him to our home. He felt that cuckolding should happen in a couples home as he loved to fuck women in their own beds while denying the husband all the time. We figured it would be interesting but that most of what he said and the agreement was bullshit. We were wrong. Bobbi had been with a few other black bulls before. Even a few that we got togather with more than once. Of course, we could walk away but if we did that ended it. . and he was a computer network guy for a firm in town. . .
He had called us the night before and told me, I was to have NO sexual contact with Bobbi until we heard from him. No exceptions. He also said he was bringing someone else with him that would be his "assistant" and would "record" the fun for us. We asked WTF? and he reminded us that we agreed, and could walk away. . I told him, We were still game. . but were unsure about his bringing another person this early. "Its your choice," was all he would say. . Bobbi was listening in and chided me, "Will, are you a chicken *******? " I couldn't let that go. . . "Hell no, bring it Rich. " and he told us alright, he was on his way. . no backing out now.
Alright, the excitement grew. . I was not aware that he had been talking with Bobbi and setting up things I could not imagine for some time, but would not find out until later. We honestly thought he would show up, maybe give us a mind fuck and be gone. .
For the casual reader, I had briefly discussed Rich in another thread. But suffice to say, he was a 40 something computer geek, with a bit of a gut. Around 5'9 and soft spoken about 220 pounds. He seemed so disarming.
While we had played around with my bi side for some time, this guy really came on hard and probably took more advantage of us than he should.
Let me back up a bit here. He told us when we first met that he would bring someone else along to play, but we had no idea.
It was usually his older brother (Rich was a 40's something soft spoken black fellow with a tummy -he was not huge, but he could go multiple rounds. . ) His older brother Ty, was about 60 and had some gray in his beard and hair. he was in pretty good shape as well.) . By the time it happened, it was too late.
At 7:15 the door bell rang. As instructed, we were dressed nicely, expecting to go out for dinner and perhaps some dancing. Richard and his brother hung large in the doorway as we opened the door. They invited themselves in, and Richard grabbed Bobbi and pulled her close. I overheard him ask, "So, Are you ready to have your world rocked little girl? They made small talk for a few minutes as I tried to engage Ty in conversation. He came in like he owned the place. . ."Lots of books eh? Are you a geek?
Not really, just like to read. .
'That's good, expands the mind." as he made himself comfortable on the couch.
"Grab me a beer, Willie boi. . . . "
I looked at him nonplussed. WTF? I thought. . .
"Your the one that want's to be a cucky boi, not me, now go get me a beer."
As I turned to go into the kitchen, I could not help but notice, Richards hand were already exploring her boob as they kissed. .
I asked if Richard would care for one, and he declined. I took a few more steps and was in the kitchen, grabbing a beer. I heard Richard tell Bobbi to give them the tour. She meekly said yes, and off they went. All I know is they went into our bedroom and the door slammed shut.
Not an auspicious start, I thought to myself.
I handed Ty the beer and he looked at me, and asked if I forgot something. .
I was clueless. .
He handed the beer back and told me to open it.. . and he reminded me that I was to treat whoever was with his or his brother with Respect and disrespect would not be tolerated. I would be treated like a bitch. I opened the beer and handed it to Ty, as he stood up. He grabbed me with his right hand by the collar and pulled me near. . .I felt somewhat off balance and intoxicated as
SMACK!
He bitch slapped me. . . I turned around and started to let out a scream, as the pain of his affront set in.
mom FUCKER. . . Gawddamn it. . was what went through my mind. . .I didn't say a word as he had 3 inches on me and was about 260 pounds.
He looked at me and retorted, "Get used to it. . you are a bitch now. . Your wife is my brothers for the next 3 months. We have done this with several couples and have someone else lined up if you want to whip out. Are we clear?
"Yess sir. . . " I felt subdued.
Ty sat on the couch and commented about Bobbi, "She is cute, Cucks like you never cease to amaze me. Looking for black dick for your wives. Hell, most of you can't even satisfy your wife in bed. . most have to take viagra to even get it up. . How about you cucky? You need viagra to get it up? At least your wife will get fucked, and good. She looks like she has a nice tight pussy. . . Does she boi?
I knew what he meant when he called me boi. . . My stomach sank. . .
"We could put her out and make some fine money. . . Bright eyed and bushy tailed white girls go well. . I bet we could get $500 for her first trick. . .and we may do it, boi. . "
He went on, as I started to feel regret, and the sting of his slap. . .
"See, Rich is married. . and he still gets it up and makes sparkles happy. . she loves to be happy and knowing she has a night off makes her very happy. . . thats right. . he has 5 *******. . The man is a fuckin machine. He got me into this ******* a while back. I've never had so much pussy, and thrown at me too! Your little woman will make a nice notch. . ."
With that, he reached into his pants and tossed me some keys. "Go out to my car and get the camera.. . your gonna be famous!"
I turned around and walked out the door to retrieve the camera.
When I walked back in the door, Ty was still sitting on the couch, but had taken his shirt off. I had to admit, for 60, he was in damn good shape.
Rich and Bobbi came back out of the bedroom, she was laughing on his arm. . .
They made it to the livingroom and looked at me.
Any problems my brother?
"Nah. . .We got an understanding now. . He is good. . . "
Richard laughed briefly as Bobbi stepped away from him.
Seems we have a problem here Brother. . . Bobbi was just telling me, he wanted to get "frisky last night" and did some kissin after I told him not to . . "
"Ah. . . Oops. . " I could feel the tension in the room had just gone up a level. . .
Bobbi, sit your little ass down. . We need to make some things clear. .
I gulped. . What now?
Will. . .Take off your damn cloths, all of them. . now. . .
WTF? I thought again. . Is this serious, I thought as my mind returned to being slapped.. . . I started to slip out of my cloths. .
I stripped off my shirt, took off my shoes, and looked at Richard. . .
All of them, Boy, time is a wastin. . .
I took off my pants, tentatively, Your little tighty whities too. .
I looked on in disbelief as Richard was taking off his belt. . No f'ing way. . .
"Bend over the chair. . . "
"Now boy. . . You want to say the word and we are gone? . . I looked at Bobbi, not really knowing what to do. . Her eyes were saucers. . her mouth agape.
I walked over and started to tell them to fuck off and the hell out of my house. . .
I heard Bobbi meekly. . . say "its up to you honey"
I bent over the back of the wing back chair in our living room. Her parents had given it to us as a wedding present. . I grabbed the armrests. .
SMACK!. . . SMACK. . . .
Ah! Gawdamn. . That hurt. . WTF? Why am I doing this. . .
SMACK . . .SMACK. . . .SMACK . . .
When I tell you no affection, I mean it. . You belong to me, both of you. . He slided up beside me and grabbed my head and pulled it up. .
He stuck his fingers in my mouth and told me to open my "Damn mouth" and stuck his fingers inside. .
Yuck! I felt totally violated.
"Look at that Brother. . . He has a missing tooth. . . "
"Shame. . . he is a cocky little bastard. "
Stand up next to the wall, You keep your mouth shut. .
I did as I was told.
I watched while he sat down on the love seat and Started talking with Bobbi like nothing had happened. . Ty started out making himself comfortable on the couch. I had a feeling he would be making me an errand boy or worse. It never quite felt appropriate to stand up to him or refuse his request though. I can't say I regret it, but we should have been more careful. He apparently had captured my humiliation on film and was now focused on his younger brother who was taking advantage of my wife and making disparaging and humiliating comments about my stupidity. . My thought was still WTF??
But, I relaxed, and let things go where they may.
Anyway, after a several minutes, Richard had been kissing Bobbi on the couch, he had her down to her panties and Bobbi seemed to be enjoying the attention, but she seemed a bit uncomfortable with Ty as well. Rich stopped for a moment and said to his brother, "Didn't I tell ya'? Look, he is getting a little stiffie watching me take his wife." Will, get the F-CK over here! Now!
So, I gingerly walked forward, (we had NEVER had a bull do this stuff) and he points to the floor in front of him and says "Right her, Spunky. . " Get on your knees. Which I did, wondering what the hell he was up to.
"What chu bet, Bro?"
. . .No Bet, Baby brother. . He will cave. and laughed.
Rich puts his hand around my neck and on the back of my head and came closer . . .
"Take my cock out, Spunky. . ."
At this point, I was not surprised, as we had talked about bisexuality, nor being domed a bit. But this was the living room of our home. . and here we were, wondering what the hell we got ourself into. Rich promised confidentiality, He was up front about that, and we felt good when we agreed to this two days ago. But my gut was getting a bit queezy and I wanted to take a pass and just watch him fuck Bobbi, that was what we were all togather for, right? Wrong!
I reached up and unfastened his slacks and unfastened his belt. I could feel the tension in the room as I knew eye was on me. I looked over and Bobbi's brown eyes looked like saucers. . .I continued to work at his pants, and pulled his zipper down, his pants fell to the floor and he remained standing like a fireplug in front of me. His Calvin Cline underwear were all that were between his cock and me.
"Keep going Spunky. . ."
Yeah, you'll like his cock. boi's say it is suck able, and you will get used to it fast. remarked Ty.
I froze.
He asked, "You want to call it quit Spunky boy? Want me to go away right now? We will never be back if you do.
"He means it you little faggot. . .if you want this, you better get his cock in your mouth. . .Now we can help you if you want. "
I reached forward and pulled his cock free of the underwear. His cock was not huge, probably about 8" or so. I sat transfixed as I pulled his uncircumcised cock out into the open and wrapped my hand around it. It had to be about 8" and my fist worked it up and down and it was clearly longer than my fist by some measure.
Richards hand was still behind my head and and I could feel the tension grow as he pulled me closer.
Ok, Ok, please, I've not done this is a while and never on a black man.
You'll like it, he said. . Now, get to it, show your pretty wife that you are MY little cuck Spunky. .
I pulled the foreskin back and leaned in, he had a heady, sweaty smell as I got close, but I closed my eyes and put my lips to the tip of his cock. I lapped on it like a kid on a tootsie pop, I leaned in and took his cock into my mouth and worked it down slowly. In and out, a bit at a time until it hit the back of my throat and I gaged. I instinctively pulled back, but his hand pulled me closer and his cock went deeper. I felt like I was going to puke, but he kept going. I fought to keep dinner down and heard him say,a bit faster than before and in a whisper. . .
Suck my cock Will, Take it all you little bitch.
I almost lost it when he let up and released my head, I pulled off instinctively and coughed.
Ha, Hah. . What did I tell you baby brother? He likes it. .I think you have a new convert. . .
Yeah, I'm gonna fuck this motherfuckers face, and make his wife a slut too. . . You are my bitch now, you understand?
I was still coughing and almost didn't hear him. . but his brother yelling at me, "He aksed you a quesiton. . answer it!"
Ah. . ah . . yes. yes sir. . . we are yours.
He fucked my face a few more times before letting go of my head and pushing me down to the carpet
All the while, I knew Ty was filming it.
More later if your interested. It proved to be a long night. Richard said he would usually stay the night on Friday nights and it was the start of the labor day weekend. . . a long weekend.
