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My wife and her black lover dominate me (with pics)
I find myself with a problem. I was recently asked to write an interracial cuckold story by a couple. I didn't want to turn them down so I said I'd give it a shot. My problem is that I have absolutely no experience with the subject, nor do I really have any interest in gaining any. Therefore I'd really like some feedback and criticism from everybody. Please be brutal with your opinions. I need to hear them to know what I should change. The pics are just added in for kicks.
The doorbell rings, and I hate myself. I know what awaits me on the other side of the door and I’m too much of a coward to go and face it. The thought of what’s coming fills me with dread.
“Answer it honey,” my wife commands from upstairs, and I do what she says. I always do what she says. That’s just how the relationship works in my house. She gives the orders and I follow them. It doesn’t matter what the orders are.
I answer the door and find myself face to face with Jamal, a large black man. I recognize him from my office where he works as a janitor. My wife must have met him when she came to dominate me at work. I know that pretty soon my secret will be outed to the whole world. Pretty much everyone in the world will know I’m a sniveling pussy who gets turned on watching other men fuck my wife.
He eyes my outfit and laughs. It’s humiliating and degrading but I’m too much of a coward to take a stand. I couldn’t even say no to my wife when she laid out my outfit for tonight. I’m wearing my wife’s lacy bra, a cockring around my small penis, and a tassled butt plug in my ass. The cockring is to prevent me from pleasuring myself. My wife decided that 3.5 inches fully erect wasn’t enough to pleasure her. If she didn’t want it, than nobody could have it, so my dick spends most of it’s life trapped in a metal cage, making it painful to get an erection.
That’s bad, but the plug in my ass is still worse. It looks as though I’ve grown a horse tail out of my butt. That wouldn’t be so bad on it’s own but since she’s began making me wear it, she walks around the house with a riding crop and slaps my ass with it. It’s humiliating.
I invite Jamal into the living room and he laughs at me again. The entire thing is a sham. Jamal knows he can go wherever he wants and takes whatever he wants, even if it’s my wife. Hell, he knows he doesn’t even have to take my wife, she’ll gladly give him whatever he wants. As if on cue we both hear the sound of high heels walking down a hard wood staircase.
My wife comes downstairs dressed to kill. She’s got on tall red heels that just scream ‘fuck me’, She’s wearing the bra that she’d bought for our first anniversary, and I know that’s why she wore it. It’s probably her hottest piece of lingerie and made her nicely sized boobs look absolutely massive. The thong she’s wearing is the partner to the bra that I’m wearing. The entire ensemble is meant to humiliate me.
“Hello, please come in,” my wife greets our guest politely. My wife stands on tip toes and kisses him passionately on the lips. It’s the sort of kiss that we shared only in our initial courtship. Her tongue is exploring his mouth and I know it must feel amazing. She’s clearly turned on, so much so that I can see her thong is starting to show dampness.
“Is there anything I can get you mistress?” I offer. Instead of answering, She looks to me and snorts derisively at the pathetic bitch that I am.
I don’t hold her attention for more than a second before she’s back to Jamal. She unbuckles his belt and pulls down his jeans revealing his cock.
The thing about guys with small cocks, is that we’re jealous. I know that I’ve spent plenty of time on the internet looking at dicks that I wish I had. I’m somewhat of an expert in judging monster cocks. Jamal’s definitely qualified. It wasn’t one of the nine inchers that white guys brag about. It wasn’t even hard yet and it hung lower than his massive bull balls. My best guess is 13 inches when fully hard. It’s bigger flaccid than mine is fully erect. By a lot.
My wife squeals with pleasure at the chocolate python she’s presented with. She’s clearly thrilled with what she sees, and I can’t imagine why any woman wouldn’t be. It looks mean, thick and veiny with a huge head that looks to be wider than my wife’s fist. She kisses Jamal again, but this time instead of rubbing her hands all over his hard upper body, She rubs his cock, getting it semi-stiff.
She knows what she wants though and she sinks to her knees. I’m amazed that the wide head even fits in her mouth, but she handles it like a pro. She takes at least 8 inches before she begins to struggle. When it’s clear that no more is going in, she smiles up at Jamal. Her mouth doesn’t tell the story because it has an incredible cock in it, but her eyes tell the story. They sparkle with happiness and it’s obvious she’s enjoying herself.
When she’s sure Jamal is aware of her feelings she pulls his humongous rod out of her throat. “My god, I can’t believe it’s been 18 months since I sucked a cock,” she giggles, almost euphoric. “You don’t suck your husband’s cock?” Jamal asks curiously. “Baby, my husband doesn’t have a cock. He has a little boy dick. Nothing like this monster,” she compliments as she strokes it. Even using both hands she doesn’t cover all of it. My wife and my wife’s lover both laugh at her degrading comments.
My wife leans back, displaying her pussy to Jamal. She pulls her lips apart, showing him her pretty pink gash. “Baby will you fuck this for me? It hasn’t been used in over a year” she pouts sexily. Her comments are really starting to get to me and I know pretty soon the inevitable is going to happen and Jamal is going to fuck her. Once that happens I know that pussy is ruined for a guy with a small dick like myself.
Jamal obviously wants it bad. He’s lining up to enter her and I hate to admit it but I’m curious to see how this is going to work. She’s wet and she just had his dick in her mouth, but he’s so big and her hole is so small. Just when it seems Jamal is ready to pound into her, she stops him.
“I’m sorry baby, but that monster is so big and I’m so tight. We both need to be prepared properly if this is going to work,” she tells him and I know that something bad is coming my way.
“Bitch, my pussy needs to be lubed up for Jamal’s massive penis. Yours is so tiny that I’m tight as a virgin again. Lick my cunt and make sure I’m well lubed,” she commands me. I do what I’m told and begin tonguing her hole while I work her clit with my fingers. She’s juiced to the max before I even touch her cunt.
“My husband may be a pathetic bitch with the dick of a 3rd grader, but he does a good job with his mouth. I’ve trained him well,” she informs Jamal. Jamal nods, not real sure what his role is now. My wife isn’t going to let him feel awkward however, “Jamal, in the kitchen there’s a riding crop. Can you go and fetch it for me,” she requests.
Jamal obeys her and comes out holding the crop. “thank you baby, now do me a favor and smack his pale ass with that while he pleasures me. Pull on his plug too, he likes that,” she informs him. I most certainly do not like being cropped nor having my butt plug/tail pulled on. It’s degrading as hell, but that’s what she wants. Jamal just shrugs and does as he’s told. He’s a lot stronger than my wife with the crop and my ass is on fire with the first few strokes.
Eventually I reach my goal and my wife cums. She squeezes my head between her thighs as she does and she fills my mouth with her girl cum. I take some pride in licking my wife to orgasm, but the pull of the plug in my ass and my smarting butt cheeks ruin that.
“Are you ready for this baby?” he asks as he gestures to his massive cock.
“Not quite yet honey. That thing needs to be lubed up real good if it’s going to fit. Bitch, suck that dick and get it ready for me,” my wife says as she comes down from her orgasm high.
Jamal and I look at each other, neither thrilled with what is proposed. I think I might get out of it if Jamal objects, but my wife isn’t going to let that happen, “Come on baby, doesn’t that turn you on, your giant dick fucking that pathetic bitch’s throat, getting you ready? You can’t tell me you’ve never wanted to fuck your boss’s wife and make him watch. I’ll bet he’s a major pain in the ass at work. Always making messes for you to clean up. This is your chance for revenge,” she cajoles.
I know I’m screwed when Jamal nods his head in agreement, “suck my dick, bitch,” he orders and I’m forced to comply.
My wife has forced me to suck her strapon before so I’m not a total novice. I lick up and down his dick, getting it all wet. As I do I play with his giant balls rolling each around in one hand. I pay attention to the head getting it nice and wet for my wife. “Quit stalling and put it in your mouth, puny dick” my wife commands me.
I’m forced to do what I’m told and soon Jamal’s dick is in my mouth. It’s very different from my wife’s strapon. The first thing I noticed was the size was different. My wife’s strapon was a good sized toy, but it was nothing compared to the massive cock that I found in my mouth. I had to work just to keep my mouth open wide enough and not accidentally get my teeth on it. The second difference I noticed was that Jamal’s dick was real. There were bumps and ridges where my wife’s was smooth. It was warm flesh where my wife’s was made of cool plastic. There was even a pulse to it that I could feel on my tongue if I placed it on the vein underneath his massive throbbing dick.
I don’t get to control the pace any longer because my wife reaches around Jamal and grips my hair. Without any warning I’m pulled forward with as much force as my wife can generate. Jamal’s black monster goes farther into my mouth than I’m prepared for, a few inches down my throat. Jamal grunts in pleasure as I try to stop myself from gagging. I try to relax and breathe through my nose as his cock invades my throat. My wife giggles at the sight and I feel her hand scratch my chin as she plays with Jamal’s ball sack.
“I’m going to cum soon,” Jamal grunts. “Don’t cum in there baby. I want your baby juice to fill my pussy. I want a son from a real man. Can you imagine how shamed he’ll be? Everybody we meet will know that I cheated on my husband with a hung black stud,” she compliments as she squeezes his balls.
Jamal eventually pulls his cock from my throat as I gag as my lungs try and fill with the oxygen that I wasn’t receiving. My wife is back on the couch with her legs spread, showing her pretty pussy to both of us. “Come fuck me Jamal,” she tells him and he’s over by her in a second.
“Bitch, come line up Jamal’s beautiful penis with my pussy. It must be difficult to control a monster like that,” I can only do what I’m told as I lift Jamal’s massive penis and place the head at my wife’s opening. I pull it inside of her as Jamal leans forward.
My wife screams, the sort of bestial pleasured scream that I’ve never in two years of knowing her heard. “Fuck my tight white pussy baby. Show my husband what fucking is all about,” she encourages, before she shrieks again. At the rate she’s going, Jamal isn’t even going to need to spread my secret around at work, the neighbors will figure it out for sure.
“Sit in the corner and watch us, bitch. Think about what it means that your wife has to get her pleasure from other places. Why am I taking this beautiful penis into my pussy?” she asks me and I’m ashamed. I know the answer is that I’m not a real man, but a pathetic bitch.
They fuck hard, for a long time. Jamal is fucking like a pro and my wife has never met a sex drive she couldn’t hang with. I’m ashamed to admit that the sight aroused me. As if to further illustrate my uselessness, my erection didn’t go anywhere as it reached the bars of my cage. It simply hurt badly as the steel dug into my sensitive flesh.
“I’m getting close baby,” Jamal tells my wife. Her response is to hump back against him harder. She really wants his cum. “Bitch, suck Jamal’s balls. Help him cum,” my wife orders me between thrusts of Jamal’s monster. I find myself lying on my back sucking Jamal’s massive testicles as his shaft pounds into my wife’s hole. They’re getting tighter to his body with every thrust and I can see he wasn’t lying when he said he was close to cumming. His balls taste bad on my tongue as I taste them. They taste like sweat and semen, neither taste I enjoy.
His testicle flees my mouth as it pulls all the way into his body. I can tell by the noise above me that he’s just cum in my wife’s pussy. I fall back to the ground as Jamal pulls out of her wrecked pussy. I can see that her vagina isn’t coming back together and I can see his spunk clear as day. I’ve resigned myself to a lifetime of masturbation at this point. Neither I nor my wife would ever be satisfied with each other again. She’d gone black and she wasn’t going back.
I began to get up, but she placed her feet on my shoulders, pinning me to the ground where I lay. “Clean my pussy, you shrimped dick bitch,” my wife orders me as she lowers her filled pussy down onto my face. I open my mouth and when she’s above me she empties Jamal’s semen into my mouth. It tastes bad, but I have no choice but to swallow it. She lowers herself onto me until she’s sitting on my face, while I lick her clean. Her pussy feels different than the first time I licked it, before it had been violated by Jamal’s chocolate python.
Apparently Jamal likes the sight of me eating his cum out of his wife’s worn hole because he’s hard almost immediately. Once my wife is satisfied that she’s clean, I’m ordered to service Jamal again. This time there’s no hesitation on his part and I quickly learn the difference between sucking a black cock and having my throat fucked by a black cock. I’m not even given a chance to breathe as he rapes my throat. If my wife wasn’t so aroused by his cock he probably would’ve fucked my mouth until I passed out, and maybe after that.
“I want your chocolate monster in my ass,” my wife declares as she watches me clean her lover’s cock. The comment causes Jamal to pull up short and I get my first real breath since he started fucking my mouth.
“Lady, I’ve never done that before. Are you sure?” he asks her.
“Definitely, we’re just going to have to be very careful. Got to prepare,” she decides
She guides Jamal over to the couch so that his large dick extends lewdly like some perverse trophy. She kneels in front of him and begins felating it with zeal. That leaves me with the job of tonguing my wife’s ass so that it can be sodomized by a monstrous black penis. My wife moans clearly loving the sensation of my tongue in her butt while she drools on such a gigantic dick.
This is an exercise that I’m well versed in. My wife has a sensitive ass and I don’t like it when she sits on my face. Naturally she’ll sit on my face at least once a day. She has a nice juicy ass that totally covers my mouth and nose. Often she’ll joke that one day she’ll just sit there and never get up, she’ll smother me with her ass while I lick her dirty hole.
She takes her mouth off Jamal’s dick and smiles at him for a moment. “Watch this,” she says as she grabs my head and buries my face deeper into her ass. As she’s doing this she lets loose with a juicy wet fart into my open mouth. I cough and gag at the smell but I can’t pull back because I’m held in place. She giggles at my struggles and Jamal chuckles with her.
Eventually my wife feels ready to be sodomized by the black monstrosity she was sucking on. She clambers on top of him and eases herself down. It’s a slow process and I find myself unintentionally aroused as her ass swallows inch after inch of thick dark meat. She hits the bottom eventually and that’s where the fucking really begins.
My wife is not a small woman. She’s definitely not fat, but she’s strong and athletic, certainly not a light weight. Jamal handles her like she weighs nothing. Up and down he lifts her at an incredible pace, her ass gripping his dick throughout the entire ride. It’s quite the feat of masculine athletic ability and I realize that this is the sort of sexual performance that my wife craves and deserves. She’s certainly enjoying it as her screams of pleasure resonate throughout the house and probably most of the state.
After a while the torrid pace slows down. My wife’s throat has to be raw from screaming, because she’s only grunting now as the air is driven out of her lungs with each powerful thrust. I think she’s going to pass out from pleasure and I suspect that at one point she may have, not that it mattered to Jamal. He just kept going and going and going even though my wife’s ass must have felt impossibly good. Eventually though, even he needed to cum and he let my wife know.
This seems to wake her from her stupor because she clambers off of his
cock, “Cum on his face,” my wife tells her lover while gesturing towards me. Jamal smiles at the idea and he gets off the couch and stands over me. He places his dick on my face and it covers one half completely. My wife grabs it and begins to stroke it, aiming the monstrous head directly at my face. She tells me to open my mouth and I obey.
My face is plastered with an incredible amount of cum. I feel like one of those pornstars who has a dozen men cum all over her. I must look the part too, because my wife giggles at the sight. “Show us what you’ve got in your mouth,” my wife commands and I show my wife and Jamal the large amount of cum in my mouth. “That was an awesome load baby, he’s totally covered,” my wife compliments her black lover. “Now swallow it and thank Jamal for his gift,” my wife commands me.
I swallow and mumble, “thank you Jamal.” Obviously this isn’t what my wife was looking for because she backhands me hard across the face. “Be sincere,” I’m told, and I know that she wants me to degrade myself verbally.
“Thank you Jamal for giving me such a big load of your cum out of your majestic penis. I’m truly an unworthy bitch, but you gave it to me anyway. Furthermore, thank you for pleasuring my wife with your amazing cock. I could never make her so happy with my puny white dick,” I say, faking emotion.
Jamal isn’t sure what to say so he just shrugs and says, “any time dude,”
My wife takes Jamal over to the couch and sits down next to him. She hangs off of him, kissing him and toying with his flaccid dick. It’s the sort of romantic and responsive action that I wish I’d been shown even once in our year and a half of marriage. “Bitch, go fetch us drinks, you know what I want, what about you studly?” she asks as cups his balls. “I’m fine with a beer,” he says.
I do what I’m told as I head into the kitchen. I pour my wife’s favorite white wine, and I get Jamal a beer from the fridge. Under orders from my wife, I slip two blue pills into Jamal’s beer and watch them dissolve. The doctor prescribed them when I told him that I often couldn’t sustain an erection. My wife plans to use them to get one more great ride out of her stud.
I return to the living room to see that my wife and Jamal are still making out but that it had progressed rapidly. He is mauling her tits with his large hands and she is stroking his still dormant cock. Their mouths are working overtime and I can see tongues battling for dominance.
I place the drinks on the table near where they’re sitting and watch awkwardly. They pay me no mind and only notice my presence when my wife grabs her wine and hands Jamal his beer. They drink leisurly and my wife glares at me, asking if I followed her orders. I nod demurely at her and then drop my eyes to the floor. It doesn’t take long for the pills to do their work. Between them and my wife’s teasing, Jamal is back to his full masculine glory in no time.
“Let’s go another round,” he requests. I resign myself to another hour of watching my wife fuck another man, but then she does something I don’t expect. “I’m sorry baby, but there’s no way I can take that monster in me right now. I’m way too sore,” she tells him. I look at her, trying to figure out her game, and then it hits me. I silently plead with her, begging her with my eyes for anything but that, but she won’t be swayed.
“You can’t just leave me like this,” Jamal says as he gestures at his erect cock. I’m transfixed and horrified at my wife’s game. For a second I consider running but I know that will get me nowhere. It’s happening and there’s no way I can avoid it.
“I’m not going to baby,” she consoles Jamal sexily, “If you’ve been paying attention, you’ll know that there’s one hole you haven’t fucked.” He looks at her confused for a moment before his eyes light up. I am hoping that his initial homophobia would still be prevalent, but a double dose of the pills has him horny enough to fuck anything with a hole. Sadly I qualify.
I assume the position without my wife even saying anything. She quickly walks up behind me and savagely rips out the butt plug I’ve been wearing all night. It hurts, and I can tell that my ass isn’t tightening by the cool air I feel inside me. My wife spits in my asshole and I can feel the liquid gradually flow down the piping.
Jamal stands next to her and she gives it one good suck before she lines it up with my loosened asshole. The pain is excruciating as he pushes in. My wife has done this before with her strapon, but as I mentioned before, her strapon is nothing compared to Jamal’s monster cock.
My ass burns as he fucks it. It doesn’t feel good and in fact I’m tearing up from the pain. My face is burning too though as I’m embarrassed to be violated by another man like this. Even worse though is the pain in my cock. It’s gotten painfully hard for some inexplicable reason and the steel of the cage is cutting into it. My wife is cheering Jamal on, urging him to fuck my ass until it bleeds, if his current pace and the rumored potency of those pills are anything to go by it might happen, and sooner rather than later.
I’m silently crying into the carpet while Jamal fucks my ass when I’m pulled up by my hair. I find myself staring at my wife. She’s wearing a strapon, but not her normal one. This one is Jamal sized and it looks startlingly realistic. I don’t get anything in the way or warning or time to prepare before she jams it in my mouth and tries to push it deeper.
This lasts for several minutes before Jamal announces that he’s going to cum. Without thinking, my wife pulls her monster dick from my mouth and moves over to Jamal. She whispers something in his ear and before I know it, I’ve got a cock in both holes, but this time my wife is fucking my ass and Jamal is in my mouth. I can taste my own ass on his cock as he tries to put his cock all the way into my lungs.
It seems to last for days but I know that it can’t be more than half an hour. Everytime Jamal got close to cumming, they would switch positions and give him time to cool down. The pain was excruciating and the humiliation was worse. My wife giggled whenever she was in my ass. She loved that my cock was trying to harden but couldn’t because of the cage. Eventually Jamal came in my ass. It was degrading, just like how it was degrading when he slapped my face with his semi-erect cock. It was heavy enough that it hurt.
My wife seemed to be done after that. She slipped the plug back into my loose ass to prevent Jamal’s cum from dripping out. She forced me to crawl with her while she showed Jamal the door. She opened the door and kissed him passionately on the lips while I knelt there filled with shame. Anybody watching could see us from the door.
“You’re coming back tomorrow right?” my wife asked her new lover.
“Of course baby. I’ll be here whenever you want me,” he answered as he tweaked her nipples playfully.
“And you’re sure that Lamar can come over tomorrow, it’s a shame that he missed tonight?” my wife asked. She visibly shivered, the thought of two large cocks sending tingles down her spine and into her pussy.
“Yeah he’ll be here. Are you ready for two monster dicks?” he asked her as he left.
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