She Took My Advice and Tried Black Guys, 
With Unexpected Consequences

A few months ago I started encouraging my wife to satisfy her needs anyway she wanted.  I told her that if the occasion arose, she had my permission to be with whomever she wanted.  At the time, I had a secret fantasy of watching a dark black, hugely-hung man just have his way with her, and leave her begging for more and more.  You know... the typical hubby fantasy.  

Since then, my wife did actually share her body with another man a few times actually.  As she told me about her sessions with the guy, it was a huge turn-on for me, and sparked a great deal of emotion in both of us.  It really revved up our sex life!  

About a month ago she said she was going out with a female friend on a Friday night, and that it was going to be a great night of fun and firsts.  I had no idea what that meant, but I was very horny thinking about it.  I expected her late, but I had no idea what would really happen.

I awoke at about 3 AM to find her still not home.  I called her cell and got some strange guy's voice.  He said she was busy working, and I was not to disturb her again.  In the background I could hear several voices, and hers as well, squealing and screeching and begging.  I was so turned-on I hung up the phone and immediately made myself cum.

I then awoke around 10 AM.  Still nothing from her.  I waited all day.  Nothing.  Finally at about midnight Saturday night, a cab rolled up in front of the house, and she got out.  She walked like she was drunk, so I figured she was.  I would find out later that it was not alcohol that made her that way, it was the men.  She came into the house and went straight for bed.  She didn't even say a word.

She slept until 6 PM on Sunday, got up, ate, and took a shower.  Then she went straight back to bed again.  She did not wake until she left for work on Monday, so I was left waiting to hear her story.  Little did I know how long it would take.

The long and the short of it, two weeks went by and she had gone out one other time, but nothing like that first time.  Finally we were home and I got some home-made wine down her.  Even with that I got little details... just something about her and her friend being hostesses for a party, and having to "host" everyone at the party.  I just figured it was a swinger's party, or some sort of gangbang.  What a huge turn-on.  I was rock hard for her constantly.  

Then something strange happened.  I understood at first why she would not let me at her.  I figured she was sore and tired.  Two weeks later, under the influence of more wine, she told me that she was no longer allowed to be with me until further notice.  She would not tell me what that meant.  Now I know what that means.

She finally told me that her and her friend had become "slut slaves" for a group of four hot black men (her words).  She said they did everything, one-at-a-time, two-at-a-time, they made them kiss each other while being done from behind, everything you could image... minus one thing.  The only rule for the men was that only one man was allowed to make the gals cum.  He was the host of the party, and it was his privilege to be the one to offer orgasms to the girls... or not.  She said that by the light of Saturday morning they were both begging him to take them.  She said they were willing to do anything for him, as long as he made them cum.

Then she gave me the shocker.  She said the only condition he had was that he did not wear a condom.  He was to ride them bareback if they wanted him to make them cum.  I was shocked.  We had set down rules about her being with other guys, and that was a huge one.  I asked her what she did.  She said she felt like did not have a choice, she had to let him take her.  She said that by then she needed sexual release real bad... too badly to think about the consequences.

Shortening it again, he took her several times that day... without a condom... cumming deep inside of her each time.  Each time, she was forced to leave his deposit inside of her as the men tied her hands and feet to the bed.

As she told the story I found myself hard as a rock.  Actually, I thought it was cool being married to a woman so hot that four men would want her so badly.  What a huge ego boost.  I was consoling her, and telling her it was OK, when she dropped the last bomb.

She said that the party had occurred right in the middle of her cycle, and that was part of the reason she could not say no.  She said she was already so horny from going to the party that by the time the host said it was finally time to make her cum, she would have agreed to anything.  I looked at her.  She looked down, then looked back at me.  Then she shook her head.

She had missed her most recent period, and she suspected she was probably now carrying the black guy's baby for him.  

I had, and still have, massively mixed feelings.  I was shocked as hell that she broke our rules, upset that she might be having another man's baby, but I also found myself massively turned-on that the guy had gotten her so horny that she could not say no.  I could imagine the sight of her begging him for his cock, and telling him he could do whatever he wanted.

We will see this week if she is actually pregnant or not.  But what a wild ride this has been.  I'm still not sure if I should be mad, or happy, or horny.  He is back to letting me have sex with her... and it has been wild.

