Losing My Wife to Him
(M/F, reluc, ir, size, cuck)by Kysa Braswell
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My wife Traci and I got married four years ago the summer after I had graduated college, and since have enjoyed reading about cuckolded husbands, especially the ones where black studs fuck the wives. It has fueled our fantasies. For the last couple of years I had pestered her to try it to find out what makes black guys so good. I became even more insistent when a young black man joined the firm straight from college and became one of my apprentices last year. Sonny was 21-years old, but from his remarks and his way with girls, he was clearly very experienced at fucking. I had seen that he was very well-endowed by the bulge in his jeans and, on a couple of occasions in the toilets, had seen his cock. It was really massive even though only limp. I began imagining him getting it up Traci's pussy. I was seeing strong visions of my 20-year old wife enjoying it while I masturbated.
I read in a magazine about such an interracial scenario. Traci enjoyed it and said, "I bet if I went with Sonny, I could make you do all those things in that letter."
I agreed it was true, that I probably would. That letter really did fire Traci's interest and I noticed her resistance to my idea of her going with Sonny had weakened, so I pushed even harder until she finally gave in and agreed to give it a try. I think at first it was to shut me up, but the idea grew, until it was her suggesting we did it.
I took her out a few times with the guys, including Sonny. Now Traci is a very sexy girl with a nice firm figure; she never had trouble in attracting male attention. At 5'2, 100-lbs., and a 32D-cup chest, she turns heads wherever we go. I could also see Sonny was taken with her as soon as he noticed her, and she was likewise taken with his muscular ebony body, too. He's over six feet tall and good looking with a big, muscular body. He's into boxing and weight-training and he's very tough and strong.
At work I suggested that as he liked my wife so much, he should meet Traci on a more personal basis. He said he'd love to, and popped me on the back of the head and sent me flying! I hated to think what damage he could cause me if he really wanted to. I knew he was the guy for Traci but told him that if he did fuck her, he had to use a condom like I did. He said he would never agree to that condition, so I told him, "Well, then, I guess it will be all right since she wanted me to lick her out afterwards anyway."
He said, "Man, you're weird. I'll gladly fuck your bitch if that's what you really want, though. You tell her I'd love to bust her ass even though I can't see it happening." I assured him we meant it and he would end up fucking her if he wanted to.
When I told Traci she went over the top, but I kept egging her on to let Sonny show her a good time and to find out if black men were the best in bed. In the end, against her better judgment may I add, she gave in and said, "I'll go with him if it will please you and shut you up, but I will find out for myself if blacks are better at pleasing girls in bed. If his cock is all it's cracked up to be, you had better be prepared for the worst... I may find him irresistible once I've had him, and might want him all the time. You'll also have to keep your word and clean me afterward each time. Agreed?"
"Agreed!" I so happily agreed. I'd do anything she wanted, but that she had to take him without using condoms if she wanted me to lick her clean of his cum. She said that it would be all right as long as it happened just before her period. The next day, I told Sonny all that we had discussed and that Traci was prepared to go all the way with him. My young apprentice couldn't believe his luck, but he put a damper on me by saying he wouldn't want me around at first. He also said he wanted to fuck her that night, which was a good week before we had planned, but I agreed. I phoned Traci at work and told her everything and that I had agreed to Sonny having her that night. She was mad at first but then calmed down and agreed. She said she had to go shopping that afternoon for some new things to wear. I told her to get something extra special. I told her that white silk stockings would be in order, and very high stilettos, as Sonny liked girls who wore them. She said she would sort it all out in her own way.
As we worked, I watched Sonny and imagined his powerful, smooth, ebony body laying across Traci's satiny white figure. I had to relieve my erections twice that afternoon. All the time in my mind was the sight of Sonny's young, big black cock plowing deeply into Traci's tight pussy, and then filling her womb with his black seed. I saw me down between her legs licking it all out, and swallowing the combination of their sex juices.
That evening I nervously watched Traci prepare herself, which gave me a painful hardon. She said, "If we go through with this, things will never be the same for us, you know." I told her that I understood and was willing to share her with a young, virile stud like Sonny, and that I would keep my end of the bargain and do everything I had promised. She smirked knowingly. I gasped when I saw her fully dressed for her meeting with my young mate. The dress wasn't that outrageous, being just a plain gray color and knee length but it buttoned up the front and she had left several lower buttons undone and a couple at the top so it showed off a lot of D-cup cleavage. She had bought a pair of really high-heeled, white court shoes and I could see she had white stockings on and a plunging white lace bra. She looked the business and she knew it. She looked fabulous. She wore her gold jewelry, bracelets, gold watch and rings, including her engagement and wedding rings which sparkled in the lights. Her golden hair shone and my insignificant cock jumped to attention. All five inches of it. Traci noticed me there, smiling at my diminutive erection.
"Last chance, Robert. If you don't want me to go through with this, say so now. Show me you don't. Kneel down and take a jack. But if you want me to go ahead, you must leave now so that I can be alone with him," she said.
Despite my throbbing cock and the overwhelming urge to jack off off, I turned and left. She called out, "You're going to regret it; I'll show you that young and black can do a better job for me and that your little cock is useless to me. I'm going to let Sonny do as he wants with me, you pathetic wimp!"
I left the house with her scornful words ringing in my ears. I sat in the car and waited for Sonny to arrive and played with myself as I waited. Sonny arrived early; he didn't see me as he walked up. I felt apprehensive and sick with jealousy. I began wishing I wasn't letting it happen and that it was me about to fuck her. I came all over my trousers as my sexy wife showed him in. She saw me and walked over swaying her hips seductively. She told me not to come back for at least three hours. As she walked away, she turned back and said loudly, "I'm going to get fucked properly for once... by a real man. I'm going to let Sonny cum inside me, too, so go and jack off your pathetic little dick over that!"
I drove down to the neighborhood bar. I got jealous but also very aroused at the thought of young Sonny making it with my wife and ruining her for me. I waited almost two hours but in the end I'd had enough, I was going to put a stop to it. I'd decided I didn't want Traci to become his woman. When I got back, the bedroom door was locked. I heard them laugh, then Traci saying loudly, "Oh oh, sounds like the wimp is back." I heard Sonny say, "Let him see what he's missed and what you've had." She unlocked the door and I burst in, then stopped dead at the sight before me. Traci stood semi-naked in just stockings and high heels with her hands on her hips and a haughty smile on her pretty face. I looked past her to see Sonny laying naked on my bed, leering at me, his extremely long, thick cock lay all the way across his thigh still wet with their love juices. It still looked massive as it gleamed in the light.
Traci looked at me, annoyed, and said, "Well, what do you want?"
My resolve crumbled as I looked at her beautiful body, a tremendous amount of cum dribbling down the insides of her thighs. Her neck and breasts were covered in love-bites and there was that air of confidence about her that broke my spirit. I mumbled that I was sorry and turned away, defeated but she stopped me leaving and said, "Come here, down on your knees." I hesitated, then obediently obeyed her. She stood there, legs apart, cum now running onto her stockings. She had her hands on her hips and looked arrogantly down at me as I shuffled forward. "Well, come on then," she said. "Get a move on, get your tongue going, lick me out."
My face was only inches away from her gaping hole and the sight of her sweetness and all the cum was overpowering. I looked over at Sonny, hoping for help, but he was watching intently. Then I buried my face in her sticky cunt and licked at it like mad. Traci grasped my hair and held me in so I couldn't escape. By then, my self-respect had evaporated and I wanted to lick her and taste the two lovers' juices on my tongue. I wanted her to humiliate me in front of him; I wanted to be the sex slave of my wife and a black man several years younger than me.
She held me as she slowly worked her way back to the bed and all the time I kept licking. She lay back beside Sonny and raised her leg over my shoulders. Her cunt gaped enormously, having been stretched by his thick cock. It looked so big, bigger than I'd ever seen it before with cum bubbled and held itself inside her. As I licked her sodden slit, I saw Sonny's cock harden out of the corner of my eye, and grow until it stood proud in all its glory; it was all of eleven inches long. My respect for him grew and also my respect for Traci having taken such a monster. She had proved she was all woman, while I was proving I was all wimp.
I tried jacking off as I licked and swallowed all that cum but she told me not to. Even so, I kept trying until that is, Sonny told me to obey my orders. Traci started to come on my tongue and her legs tightened around my neck. She then went over the top and her body thrashed around, but the next thing I knew, I was being ushered away by Sonny; he wanted to bust her ass again. I didn't know it at the time, but he was about to fuck her for the third time that night.
I knelt beside them as he entered her and I took hold of my cock, but Traci saw me and told me to clear out and to leave them in peace. I tried protesting but Sonny got off her, his cock straining and covered with her juices, and guided me out before locking the door. I heard her laugh out loud. I stood outside that door listening to the sound of my wife getting fucked and had masturbated in silence, followed by several others. He didn't leave until the next morning when I drove him to work. He had fucked or she had sucked him throughout the entire evening.
Since he was pretty tired, he got me to do everything at work. He reminded me how much Traci had enjoyed his big black meat, and how well I had licked her pussy out afterward. Pretty soon, all our friends knew about the arrangement, and most of our coworkers, as he bragged loudly to everyone that he had fucked his foreman's wife, taking great pleasure in describing the way I licked his cum from her slit. I felt humiliated and intimidated by him, but in my perverse way, I enjoyed every minute of it all.
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The End
© Kysa Braswell
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