
The Taking of my Wife by John


	My wife and I have had a rather strange relationship for the past three out
of four years of marriage.  She's very attractive, in fact built like the
proverbial brick house.  She's 5'6" tall, 128 lb. with firm breasts to drool
over (40DD), narrow waist and flat stomach, and a wonderful round ass.  She
has long, kinky-curled brown hair and smooth, fair skin, too.  Dynamite.
So, obviously, her looks aren't the problem.  I am.  I've been so caught up
in work - 60 to 70 hours a week - that, after our first year of marriage, I
really began ignoring her.  The truth is, if we've had sex a half dozen
times in the past three years, that's a lot.

	I guess the other thing I need to mention is that I've always been a
submissive.  I had never told her that, and she really didn't have any
dominant tendencies, so our love making was always rather weak and
ineffectual.  We got married because we had so many other interests in
common, and, I guess, she thought that she could turn me on enough sexually
to be able to satisfy her lust.  She had always been very active sexually
before we had met, she told me.  Well, anyway, in the past year, our
relationship really began falling apart.  She was often out with her
friends, so she said, though I began to suspect she was having an affair.
It really hurt me to think so, but, who could blame her?  I sure wasn't
giving it to her.

	Well, things really changed big time two months later.  My wife, Angela,
manages a health club and often would bring home one or more of her
co-workers for cocktails on a Friday or Saturday night.  This one particular
Friday night, she brought over a new employee around 8:30 or so in the
evening.  I had just gotten home from my office and was taking off my tie
when I heard her enter.  I went back downstairs to say hello.  She was just
entering the living room with her employee, a large, very muscular black male.

	"Hello, John.  Meet Will.  He started at the club last week," she said.

	I replied to Will that it was nice to meet him.  He ignored my outstretched
hand and just kind of stared at me.  A little flustered, I mumbled something
about just getting home and wanting to finish changing and made my way back
upstairs.  While I was changing, I could hear ice tinkling in glasses and
the musical laughter of my wife and the low rumbling chuckle of Will.  I put
on a pair of jeans and a tee shirt and went back downstairs.  I entered the
living room to find Will and Angela sitting side by side on the couch.  Will
had an arm around her shoulders, and she was caressing the inside of his
thigh with one hand and a drink in the other.  Both were breathing a little
heavy and obviously getting turned on.  I felt my face getting red and felt
a gut-wrenching hurt inside my stomach.  I was about to explode, like a good
husband in this position should, when Angela spoke:

	"Get in here, John!  Sit down on the floor next to my feet.  That's a good
boy," she sneered.  I had never heard her like this.  I obeyed, more from
shock than submissiveness.

	Again, I was about to speak up, when Will said, "Hey, wimp!  Your wife and
I have been talking about you all week.  She says you can't get it up.  That
true, wimp?"

	"Well, ah, n-no," I stammered. "It's just that..."

	"Shut up, wimp!" Will growled.  "You're a loser, boy.  You got a wife who's
a real fine piece of ass, and you can't even fuck her.  What a loser!" he
laughed.

	I started to speak again, but Will interrupted, "I said 'Shut up', boy!
Angela and I decided she needs a real man around the house, not a wimpy boy
like you.  So, since I need a place to stay, I'm moving in here!  Understand?"

	"N-now, wait a m-minute," I mumbled.

	But Angela interjected, "Shut up, John.  What Will says is right.  I'm sick
and tired of your wimpy-ass, little boy submissiveness.  I know you need
domination.  I've known it all along.  Well, now you're going to get it.
From Will!"

	I started to stand up, but Will jumped up and knocked me back down to the
floor.  Then he ordered me to strip.  Again, I started to protest, so he
flipped me over onto my back and sat on me, pinning my arms to my side.  He
told Angela to remove my pants, which she promptly did.  Then, he flipped me
back over, sat on my naked ass and tore my shirt off me, so I was now
completely naked in front of them.  And... I had a hard-on!  I couldn't
believe it.  Will got off me and ordered me to stand up.  I did, with my
little hard-on standing straight out.  When he and Angela saw it, they both
started laughing.

	"Look at that little prick," Will chuckled.  "Man, I order him around, and
he gets a hard-on."  Angela was standing slightly behind and to the left of
Will as they laughed at me, pressing her ample right breast against his
muscular back.  "Now, get on your knees, little boy," he demanded.  I knelt
in front of them, eyes downcast from humiliation.

	"Okay, you little turd.  Beg me to fuck this beautiful white wife of
yours," he sneered.  I thought I would cry.  I know I hadn't been giving her
any, but I couldn't bare the thought of someone else fucking her.  I
couldn't get my lips to move.  Will bent over and slapped me across my face,
hard.  Tears did spring to my eyes then.

	"P-p-please, S-Sir," I whispered.  "P-please f-f-fuck m-my w-wife."  And,
with that, I started to cry for real.  The tears just began streaming down
my face, and I sobbed with shame.  But, my little cock was still hard.
Angela and Will began laughing uproariously.  Still standing behind him,
Angela ran her left hand over his chest, down his stomach and then started
to caress the huge, hard mound in the front of his pants.  Will pulled away
from her and removed his shirt, revealing a well-built chest.  He turned to
face her, wrapped his massive arms around her and kissed her, her mouth
opening under his, their tongues intertwining before their lips touched.
Carefully, he removed her shirt while they still kissed, showing a bra
straining from her immense, firm breasts.  Again, he pulled her to him,
smashing her tits against his chest as they continued to kiss.  Then they
separated, and Will looked back at me.

	"Take my pants off, turd," he ordered.  I reached up and unbuckled his
belt.  Then I unzipped his pants over his rock-hard organ.  I unbuttoned the
pants and pulled them down, helping him to step out of them.  I also removed
his socks at his further order.  He now stood there, with massive muscular
thighs glistening and an enormous cock barely contained by his briefs.

	While I had been taking Wills pants off, Angela had taken hers off also,
standing there in bra and bikini panties.  What an incredible body she had.
She could easily have modeled for Playboy.  Will again turned to her and
took her into his arms, pulling her against his body.  She had both arms
around his neck as his tongue probed deep into her mouth, and she ground her
pussy against his rod.  He held her by those wonderful, round ass cheeks,
humping her at the same time.  Finally, they came up for air.  He reached
behind her back and unfastened her bra.  She shrugged her shoulders and it
fell off, revealing those 40DD tits with the large, hard nipples and very
large, brown aureoles surrounding them.  Will lifted one heavily and
caressed the nipple with his tongue before sucking on it.  Angela groaned in
delight.  Then he concentrated on the other.  Next, he again turned to me.

	"All right, fuck face.  Take your wife's panties off.  But use only your
lips, understand?", he said.

	"Y-yes, S-Sir," I stammered.  I crawled over to Angela and put my face in
front of her crotch.  I took the waistband of her panties right over her
pussy between my lips and tugged down a little.  Then I moved around to her
side and repeated the action.  Once again, just over the crack of her
behind.  And so on, pulling her panties down a little at a time until I
finally had them off.  Of course, this proved a great amusement to the two
of them.  And I knew what was next.  Will ordered me to remove his briefs in
the same way.  Again, I started in front, pulling the underwear out and over
the tip of his immense organ.  Then I repeated the actions, going in circles
around him, until I had his briefs off.  He stood there now, this massive
black meat sticking straight out.  His prick was jet black and probably 11
inches long and maybe a circumference of equal measurement.  He was huge!
And now, he again pulled my wife to him.  His black rod pressed against her
flat, white stomach.  Her big tits squashed against his chest.  His hands
stroked her beautiful ass while they kissed.  Then he brought her down to
the couch, where they sat side by side.

	"Eat your wife's pussy, boy!  Make her good and wet for me," Will demanded.

	I knelt in front of Angela and began to lick her pussy.  I parted her lips
with my finger tips, then caressed her clit with the tip of my tongue.  I
continued lapping, while she moaned.  They continued kissing as if I wasn't
there, Will's big hands playing with my wife's tits and nipples.  Finally,
she was wet enough, Will judged.

	"Now do the same to me," he ordered.  I almost cried again.  I had never
had a man's cock in my mouth, let alone the big, black one of the man who
was about to fuck my wife. "Do it!" he shouted.

	I licked the baseball bat, running my tongue over the head.  Then, I opened
my mouth wide and took the tip into it.  I rode my head up and down on his
cock, faster and faster.  My own pathetic cock remained hard while all this
was going on.  Again, he stopped me.

	Will then readjusted Angela on the couch, so she was on her back, legs
spread wide, her pussy open for him.  He got between her legs, his prick
throbbing above her pussy, then slowly entered her.  He slid the log all the
way in, making Angela cry out.  He lifted his muscular ass up, then plunged
into her again... and again... and again.  Angela was gasping, crying out,
her nails digging into his back.  Then Will spread his legs wide as he
fucked my wife.

	"Stick your head back there, boy!  I want you to lick your wife's asshole
while I fuck her!" he yelled.

	I got behind them and watched for a second as his black telephone pole
plunged ever deeper into my wife's white pussy.  Then I got down and started
to tongue her asshole.  The gleaming black rod was right before my eyes,
fucking my wife while she moaned and screamed. "OH-H-H-H-H!
Y-Y-Y-Y-YES-S-S-S-S-S!  OH, FUCK ME WILL!  FUUUUUUUUUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEE!" she
screamed while they fucked faster and faster, Will diving deep inside of my
wife, both panting, shouting, screaming then, cumming together, Wills ass
jerking as he filled my wife's pussy with gobs of cum.  Will collapsed on
top of Angela and they lay there that way for several minutes before he
pulled his softening prick out of her.  They sat up, holding each other tightly.

	Angela said, "That was the best fuck I have ever had in my life.  I could
get used to that every day, Will."

	Will smiled and said, "Well, I am moving in, remember?"  And they both
chuckled.  Then Will looked at me and said, "Clean us off, boy."  I licked
the cum out of Angela's pussy, making her cum again as I did.  Then I
applied myself to Wills cock, making it hard again as I licked my wife's
pussy juices mixed with his cum off of his shaft.  Suddenly, Will grabbed my
head and drove his prick deep into my mouth.  He pumped my head up and down
while Angela giggled, until copious amounts of hot cum spurted deep into my
throat.  It seemed like it must have been a gallon of cum, and it squirted
out the sides of my mouth to dribble down my chin.  Finally, Will removed
his prick from my mouth.

	"Well, boy, from now on, your wife is my woman.  I'm going to fuck her
whenever and wherever I want, understand?  And I'm taking over your bed.
You will sleep on the floor at the foot of the bed.  Now, thank me for
fucking your wife!"

	"Thank you for fucking my wife, Sir," I said. "I hope you will fuck her often."

	And that's how it all started.  Will lives here now and my life is quite
different.  If anyone is interested, I will tell the continuing story in
another chapter.

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	In the first part of the story, I told about my wife, Angela and I,
apparently normal, white middle class Americans, and how our sex life hadn't
been too great - well, actually non-existent, according to Angela - and how
she met this incredibly built black guy at the health club she manages.  She
hired him, actually.  Then he moved into our house, making me watch while he
fucked her.  He took over my house, my bed, and my wife.  This is the
continuation of the story.

	Well, as I mentioned last time, my life has certainly changed since Will
moved in.  While my wife, Angela, was his boss at the health club, make no
mistake about it, Will was the boss at home.  And, while I continued to work
at my job, when I came home I was their servant.  I was kept naked at all
times and had to wait on them, hand, foot and mouth.  At night, I slept in a
sleeping bag on the floor at the foot of what was once my bed -Angela's and
mine, actually - listening to Will fuck my wife with that huge, black prick
of his, while she moaned and screamed and yelled out Wills name, not mine.

	One night, while lying in bed, I heard Angela murmur, "I think I'm falling
in love with you, Will."  There I was, in my sleeping bag, listening to my
wife tell this black stud that she loved him.  I was so humiliated, I
started to cry.  Then Angela called me to her.  I thought maybe she was
going to say she was sorry, but, instead, she said, "Take off your wedding
ring, shithead.  Now, place it on Will's finger."  I was shocked but I did
as I was told.  I knew I would be punished if I didn't.  While putting my
wedding ring on Will's finger, I had to say, "Please Sir, take my wife for
your wife.  And please fuck my wife, Sir."  Then they fucked, giggling like
newlyweds all the time.  I was mortified, not only by their actions but by
what I had become.  Here I was, telling this black man to take my wife as if
she were his and to then fuck her.  What had I become?

	They took showers together, and I had to kneel in the tub, washing them
while they kissed and sometimes even fucked right in front of my face.  Then
I had to towel them off and dress them.  Sometimes, I'd be home, naked and
alone, cleaning house or cooking when Angela would come in by herself.  At
first, I thought I'd have a chance to spend some private time with her,
maybe like old times, but, I was wrong.  Instead, she either made fun of me
or kept talking about Will, how good looking he was, what a good fuck he
was, how masculine he was, and on and on.  At other times, Will would come
in when I was home alone.  More than just make fun of me, he would abuse me.
Sometimes he would take a belt to my ass and whip it, just for the fun of
it.  Other times, he would bend me over a chair and fuck me in the ass with
that massive cock, or make me kneel in front of him and take his load down
my throat.

	So, anyway, that's the way things have been since he took over my life.
What I wanted to tell you about today was a party that took place last week
at our house.

	Will and Angela told me on Friday that there was going to be a party on
Saturday night.  They made up a shopping list and sent me out to the grocery
store to get the food and drink.  On Saturday, naked as usual, I spent the
day cleaning house and preparing snacks for the party.  Around 4, I got in
the tub with Will and Angela and washed them both, paying especially good
attention to her pussy and his cock.  I toweled them off then helped them
dress.  Angela, after lightly misting her pussy with perfume, was dressed in
a pair of pink bikini panties with matching bra, an incredibly minuscule
white skirt which showed her navel and barely covered the bottom of her
wonderfully round ass cheeks, and a tiny white halter top which showed lots
of cleavage from those 40DD tits of hers.

	Then I put her pink shoes with 6 inch stiletto heels on her, and she was
ready to party.  I still had no idea who was coming.  I was pretty nervous
about this.  In the two months since Will had moved in, while neighbors may
have wondered about this black guy staying with us, no one had yet seen us
in the new relationship.  Tonight was to be the first time my subservience
would be seen by others.  It was also the first time that whoever was coming
over would see that my white wife was being kept by a black man, and I was
helpless to do anything about it.  Also, I was ordered to remain naked all
evening, even to the point of answering the door nude.

	If my neighbors were the ones coming over, they were in for at least as big
a shock as I was in for a big humiliation.  Well, by 7:00, the house was
clean, Will and Angela dressed, food and drink were ready, and I, naked and
ashamed, was answering the first ring of the doorbell.  There was a big
shock, all right, but it was mine.  At the door was a gang of black men, ten
of them in fact, all athletes by their looks.  They looked at me, standing
there naked with my little prick drooping, and all started to laugh.  Then
they just brushed in past me to be greeted by Will, who introduced Angela to
them all.  I did all I could to catch my breath, lock the door, and start to
serve them drinks and snacks.

	Soon the party was hopping, and so was I.  I carried round after round of
drinks around on a tray, feeling the humiliation of having my butt slapped
or pinched or my balls or penis pulled by these loud, unruly black men.  I
had to call each of them "Sir" and kneel in front of them as I served them.
Meanwhile, my wife was laughing and flirting with the different men while
Will occasionally squeezed her tits or ass.  Soon, everyone but me seemed to
be a little buzzed from the drinking.  That's when the real action started.
The first thing that happened occurred when Will came over to me, made me
put down my tray, then sat down in a chair and dragged me across his lap.
The next thing I knew, Will was spanking the hell out of my ass with his big
black hand.

	SLAP!  SMACK!  SLAP!  "OW!  PLEAAAASSSSEEE, NOOOO!"  The loud slaps and my
howls of pain and embarrassment quieted the crowd, who all looked at me to
see what was going on.  I could see my wife, nestled on the couch between
two men, one with his hand up her crotch, laughing at me as she made out
with the other man.  Will kept pounding my ass until I actually started to cry.

	Suddenly, all of the men wanted a piece of this.  I was passed around like
a sack of potato chips from one lap to another until almost all the men had
spent some time severely whacking my burning behind.  Every one had a
wonderful time - except me.  I was bawling by the time it ended, my ass on
fire, while everyone made fun of me and my tiny hard on.

	Then Will stood up and beckoned to Angela. "Put on some slow music," he
ordered her.  She put a tape on the stereo and came back to Will.  Suddenly
everyone was quiet.  "Now, woman, strip to the music!"  Angela grinned at
Will and begin a slow strip tease, to the delight of the other ten men.  The
room was no longer silent, filled instead with hoots and hollers from the
panting men with large bulges in their pants.  Angela slowly bumped and
ground, or whatever strippers do, first removing her halter top to reveal
her pink, skimpy bra barely covering her massive tits.  Then she slid out of
the mini-skirt, showing her bikini panties which hardly covered anything.
Next, she reached behind her and unbuckled her bra, arching her back to make
her breasts stand out even further.  Then she pulled the bra off, revealing
her beautiful tits to the men.  Still dancing, her unfettered breasts
bouncing in time, she pulled her panties over her ass and seductively slid
them down her thighs, finally kicking them off to one of the men watching.

	She now danced nude, except for her high heels, around the room, teasing
everyone but me with her tits and pussy.  Will told her to lay down on the
rug.  She did, lying down in the center of the floor on her back, those big
tits flattening out across her chest, legs spread with knees raised and feet
on the floor.  Her pussy lips separated invitingly.

	Will took off all of his clothes, revealing that 11" long and 11" around
black telephone pole of his.  He knelt down between my wife's legs, his
prick thumping her pussy.  Angela was panting, horny as hell.  Will stuck
the head of his penis between her pussy lips, then slowly teased her with
tiny pushes in.  Suddenly, he rammed all 11" inches into her cunt.  Angela
moaned loudly, lifting her hips to meet Wills powerful thrusts.  Will
grabbed her ass cheeks, then lay down on her, her huge white tits crushed
against his black, muscular chest.  All the other men were staring wide
eyed, with large mounds visible in their pants.  Will spread his legs wide
while he continued to fuck my wife, giving everyone a good view of his prick
going in and out of my wife's pussy.

	"Hey, turd," Will shouted to me.  "Get between my legs and lick your wife's
pussy juices off of my cock and balls while I fuck her!" he ordered.  Tears
welled up in my eyes again as all the men started to laugh and make fun of
me.  But, I knelt down behind Will and started to lap at his massive cock
and balls with my tongue.  His cock was plunging in and out of my wife's
pussy right in front of my nose, while I was forced to lick his prick.  I
was so humiliated!

	The plunging became faster and faster.  "OHHHH," Angela moaned.  "FUCK ME,
WILL!  GOD, YOUR SUCH A GOOD FUCK.  AHHHH.  OHHHHHH!  YESSSSSSSS!"

	Suddenly, she screamed at the same time that Will yelled out loud, "FUCK
ME, BITCH, FUCK ME.  DRAIN MY COCK DRY!"  His ass was pumping hard and fast
into her, while I frantically tried to keep licking the cum and pussy juices
from his pumping prick.

	Finally, he jerked hard into Angela and held his prick in her while I
sucked his balls, encouraging the rest of his cum to jet deep inside of my
wife.  Angela was panting hard, moaning, "God, you are the best fuck in the
world, Will!"

	All the other men started laughing and applauding Will, saying, "All
right!" and other such things to him.  Will pulled his shrinking penis out
of Angela's pussy and flipped over onto his back to lay alongside her.  They
kissed, and he fondled her tits.  Then he looked at me, still on my hands
and knees between Angela's legs, my face smeared with cum, and said, "You
know what to do, fuck face!"  My face must have turned bright red, for
everyone laughed again.  I then repeated the mandatory line, "Thank you,
Sir, for fucking my wife," which further cracked up the crowd.

	Then Will got up and grabbed me by my penis and dragged me back to the
straight backed chair he had spanked me on.  I thought another punishment
was coming, but it was different from the first.  This one was mental.  Will
made me sit, which hurt like hell on my still tortured behind.  Then he
pulled out a hank of rope from a nearby drawer and proceeded to tie me to
the chair.  My legs were tied to the front chair legs.  My arms were pulled
behind me and the wrists tied together.  Then, rope was tied around my
waist, so I couldn't stand up.  I was pretty scared, not knowing what to expect.

	In the meantime, Angela, all sweaty with juices dripping from the hair on
her crotch, got up and sat on one of the men's laps and started to deep kiss
him.  All hell broke out, as men jumped up and started stripping, too horny
to stand it any longer.  Soon, there were eleven naked men, including Will,
all muscular with huge, throbbing black cocks standing about, pawing at my
naked, white wife.  Now, Angela was down on the floor on all fours, a black
prick entering her mouth and another her pussy.  The guy in her mouth came,
pumping cum down her throat, but lots of it oozed out the side of her mouth,
down her chin and over her ample breasts.  When the other came in her pussy,
Will had several of them carry Angela over to me, held her pussy in front of
my face and ordered me to clean the cum out of her.

	While I licked the white gobs out of her cunt, I could see her laughing at
me as she ran her tongue around her lips, picking up the cum she could reach
and swallowing it.  Next, one black man lay down on his back on the floor.
Angela impaled herself on him, while another entered her mouth and a third
straddled the first man to enter her ass.  She was being fucked in all three
holes at the same time.  The men rode her hard, shouting as they came,
squirting cum deep inside her.  And, again, what dribbled out, I had to
clean up.  This continued on and on as all the men fucked my wife's three
holes over and over.  While it was going on, first one, then a line of men
came over to me and forced their massive pricks into my mouth.  I sucked off
eight of them that night.  My mouth ached, and my face and chest were
covered in cum.  While I was sucking the men, I could hear the screams of
pleasure coming from Angela as she was fucked over and over.

	Finally, it was finished.  All the men had cum at least four or five times
each.  Angela was cum covered.  I was cum covered.  Everyone was exhausted.
But, it wasn't over for me.  Will untied me then made me kneel in the center
of the room.  He made me say, "Thank you all for fucking my wife and making
me lick your cum out of her.  Thank you for making me blow you, too."  Then
Will made me do a shoulder stand.  While two men held me by my legs over
head, Angela knelt next to me and stroked my little cock, making it hard
then, finally, making me cum onto my own face.  Will forced my mouth open so
my cum fell into it.  Needless to say, everyone thought this was hilarious.
When all the men finally left, I was ordered to the tub to clean both of
them off before being allowed back into my sleeping bag at the foot of the
bed that Will and my wife shared.


