Anne And Tom And Dante Ch 02

If looks could kill, I would have been dead when Anne got home. She'd obviously built up a head of righteous anger on the flight home and proceeded to blast me.

"HOW COULD YOU DO THAT!"

"HOW DARE YOU GO BEHIND MY BACK!"

"WHAT KIND OF A SICK PERVERT WANTS TO HAVE ANOTHER MAN FUCK HIS WIFE!"

"HOW DARE YOU SEND INTIMATE PICTURES OF ME TO ANOTHER MAN!"

It went on and on. I knew better than to interrupt. She needed to blow off steam. And what could I say? Everything she said was true.

When she was done venting, she told me I'd be sleeping on the couch for a while. She didn't want me touching her. She said I was lucky she didn't divorce me. Whew! I dodged a bullet. She wasn't going to toss me out. And she knew I was a cuck now and her body had felt a large black cock now which she'd liked a lot. Hopefully, it was just a matter of time before her anger waned and her lust for black dick resurfaced.

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I was off the couch and back in bed in a week, which was quicker than I expected, although she told me to stay on my side of the bed and not touch her.

I didn't touch her but noticed soft moaning in the night, and there was lots of tossing and turning. I wondered if she was moaning about Dante.

Anne slept in a short nighty without panties, and she was a heavy creamer when aroused. So when she was restless at night, I checked the sheets the next morning. There were no stains, but you could definitely smell her sex.

I stayed on my side of the bed as requested, but Anne roamed. Sometimes, she rolled to my side. One night, she was moaning softly, facing me with her legs spread a bit. It was enough for me to touch her pussy. It was wet, which was an opportunity for me to get back in her good graces.

I bought a gorgeous-looking black dildo. It was thick and long. It was actually chocolate brown, not black, and the head was a purple-brown color. It felt lifelike. The outside was spongy feeling but firm below. There was no yucky plastic smell, and it was easy to clean. Just soap it with warm water. It came with a harness so you could strap it on if desired.

I sat down beside her on the couch that night and presented the dildo to her in a gift box.

"What's this?" she asked.

I smiled. "A present."

She opened the box and looked surprised, which was better than looking irritated. That meant there was a chance my plan might work. She was looking at me for an explanation.

"I know you're still irritated and don't want to do anything with me, but I've also noticed that you seem restless in the night, and I've heard you moaning. I get it that you don't want me touching you, but I could take care of you with this if you were feeling aroused. I could feed it into you by hand or strap it on."

She still had a neutral expression on her face, which was better than rejection, so I continued. I told her to feel it. She did. I told her to squeeze it. She did. I told her to bend it. She did. I told her to smell it. She did.

"There's no smell," She said.

"Exactly. No yucky plastic smell, and it's easy to clean. If you don't want to use it, that's fine. I just thought it might help if you're feeling horny."

I got up to leave, and she stopped me.

"Thanks, Tom. I'm not sure about the dildo, but I appreciate the thought."

I was thrilled. It went well, and she thanked me, which was a good sign. I'd just have to wait and see if she used it.

We already had a few sex toys, and they were in the back of Anne's underwear drawer. I checked, and the new dildo was there, which was a good sign. She hadn't thrown it out.

I smelled it the next day, and there was a faint pussy smell on it. Yes! She'd already used it. There was another pussy smell the next day, and the following day. She was using it regularly. Excellent!

I asked her if she was using it. She smiled, half-embarrassed.

"It is helping?" I asked.

She looked embarrassed again but didn't say no.

Oddly enough, her nighttime moaning got worse, and there started to be small stains on the sheets in the morning. I smelled it. It was pussy juice. One night, she moaned 'Dante' as clear as day.

Two days later, she asked me if I meant what I said about doing her. I said yes.

"Could we try it out? I like using it, but it's heavy, and it's tiresome holding it and moving it in and out. Could you do me tonight?"

I grinned. "Of course!" I couldn't wait to see the black dildo sliding in and out of her pussy.

She smiled. "Thanks."

We went to bed around ten. She was already in bed with her short white satin nighty on. She smiled at me. The big dildo was beside her. Her legs were spread and her pussy was glistening in excitement. And she had no pubic hair! Her pussy was as smooth as a baby's butt. When did that happen? She saw me looking at it.

She looked embarrassed again. "Dante shaved me. He said he liked me bare. He said he liked the look and feel. I do, too, but it's a hassle shaving every day."

Another opportunity. "I can shave you if you want."

She looked surprised. "Really?"

I smiled. "Sure! It would be hot shaving your pussy. You have a nice pussy."

She smiled. It was good to see her smile again. "Okay. Thanks."

I smiled. "Sounds good!"

I sleep in the nude so I was already naked and my dick was rock hard looking at Anne's bare wet pussy. She noticed and gave me a small grin.

"How do you want it? By hand or as a strap-on?"

"I just do it by hand." Which made sense because she couldn't fuck herself!

She propped a pillow under her butt to raise her pussy up.

"It slides in better at this angle," she explained.

I lay the dildo on her stomach to see how far inside it would go. It went quite far. Then I gently pushed the purple-brown head against her pussy lips. I expected some resistance because the dildo was quite wide, but it slipped in easily. Maybe Anne's pussy was built for big dicks.

She lay back on her pillow and smiled contently as the dildo went further and further into her body. I was pushing in small increments and then pulling back. Each time, I pushed further. It only took about six thrusts before the whole thing was buried inside her. Amazing! Anne is fairly small. I didn't know where it all went.

My dick was rock hard looking at the big dick go in and out of Anne's pussy. The color contrast was hot and I loved the way her pussy lips gripped the dildo when I pulled it out. Anne had closed her eyes in bliss. After a few minutes, she told me to go faster. I increased the speed of the thrusting. Her face started to get flushed. She asked me to go faster. Her face got even more flushed. I was thrusting into her fairly fast. The dildo was coated in strands of her arousal cream. She was creaming big time, which meant she was super aroused.

I could tell she was getting close because she started to emit tiny little whimpers of pleasure. Arousal cream was oozing out of her pussy. There was so much it was trickling down her asshole. I placed my thumb in it for lubrication and then rubbed her clit while continuing to thrust the dildo into her. She went ballistic when my thumb touched her clit. Her whole body tensed, and then she thrust her groin up as a large orgasm ripped through her. Her toes were curled, and her nipples were engorged with blood. It was super hot to watch.

Eventually, she waved for me to stop and smiled. She was breathing heavy.

"That was very nice! Much better than doing it myself. Thank you!"

I smiled. My pleasure! Would you like me to do you from now on?"

She smiled. "Yes, please."

I cleaned the dildo and then jerked off sitting on the toilet. It didn't take long because the image of the large black dick penetrating Anne's white shaved pussy was hot. I went back to bed. Anne was still on her side of the bed, but she'd smiled at me several times tonight and thanked me. Progress had been made.

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I might have divorced Tom if it wasn't for something Dante said. I was furious after he told me Tom had plotted my 'blacking' behind my back. Any guilt I had about sleeping with Dante flew out the window and we fucked like maniacs. I couldn't get enough of his dick.

We were resting in bed blissfully after a vigorous fuck session and Dante looked at me.

"Don't be too hard on Tom. If he had told you upfront about his desire for you to sleep with a black guy, would you have agreed?"

"No!"

Dante smiled. "Have you enjoyed sleeping with me?"

"Yes."

"How much?"

"A lot."

"How much is a lot? Ten percent better? Twenty percent better? Fifty percent better?"

She grinned. "Two hundred percent!"

"Would you like to do it again?"

"Yes."

"How often?"

"Regularly."

"Do you want Tom out of your life?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I love him, and he's been a great husband."

Dante smiled. "Then you're in luck. That's the beauty of being married to a cuck. The thought of seeing their wives in sexual ecstasy with other men turns them on. Your pleasure is their pleasure. So enjoy your regular life with your loving husband and also enjoy some black dick on the side. It will turn Tom on as much as it does you."

I didn't think about what Dante said at the time because his cock was soon inside me again but I thought about it a lot on the flight home. I was still pissed because Tom had gone behind my back but I didn't want him to leave. He was a great guy and had been a great husband. And there's no way I would have fucked a black guy if he'd asked me but I was glad I did. It was fantastic and I wanted to do it again.

So I blasted Tom when I got home because he deserved it, but my outrage quickly faded to irritation, and I missed his presence in bed, so I let him come back after a week. I still wasn't ready to be intimate with him, but it was nice to have him in bed with me.

I couldn't stop thinking about fucking Dante. My pussy was climbing the walls. His cock felt SO good inside me. If I'd come home and never seen or heard from him again, I'm sure the feeling would have faded over time. It's like when you go on a great vacation. You remember it for a while, but the memories gradually fade.

Dante was NOT leaving me alone, though. He was taunting me with pictures of his big dick. He'd taken some pictures of us fucking and sent them to me. Closeups of his large black python disappearing into my pussy. Pictures of my face in ecstasy as I rode his dick. All sorts of erotic pics of us that kept my libido in high gear.

Then he showed me a picture of Ray, his friend, clothed and unclothed. Ray was as good looking as Dante and his dick was just as big. Ray lived close by and was eager to meet me. Dante asked if I wanted to meet him. I said yes but didn't hear anything back.

Fortunately, Tom came to my rescue. He gave me a present. It was a huge black dildo, and it was a beauty. It looked and felt like Dante's dick. My pussy started to salivate the minute I saw it. It felt so lifelike in my hand. Heavy and meaty and thick and long. I couldn't wait to have it inside me. Tom said he would do me with it if I wanted. I thanked him and fucked myself with it the same day. It felt great. I used it every day after that.

But it was heavy, and my hand got tired, so I asked Tom if he'd do me with it. He smiled and said yes.

I was eagerly awaiting him that night. I was wearing my white satin nighty with no panties and my pussy was already wet in anticipation of him fucking me with the dildo. Tom was naked and his dick was sticking out like a battering ram. I smiled. I wasn't the only one excited!

Then he looked down at my pussy. My bare pussy. Oops! I forgot that he hadn't seen my pussy since Dante fucked me. After the first night, Dante shaved me bald, and I continued it because I liked the smooth look and feel. But it was a nuisance doing it.

I told Tom, and his cock looked even harder. He volunteered to shave me. I accepted his offer. I was starting to appreciate the benefits of having a cuck husband! It seemed like he would do anything to please me sexually.

It felt lovely when he fucked me. I lay back and let him do all the work. It felt so nice to have my pussy stretched tight again. I was getting close to coming from Tom's thrusting when he rubbed my clit. BOOM! My pussy exploded. After the spasms finished, I looked up and Tom was smiling and his cock was almost purple with excitement. It was like Dante said; it excited him to please me sexually.

Then he volunteered to fuck me with the dildo whenever I wanted. I wanted it often and eagerly accepted his offer and thanked him.

He fucked me every night for a week because I wanted to have a large dick in me all the time. He always smiled when he fucked me and grinned in satisfaction whenever I came, which was all the time. It felt amazing when he rubbed my clit while fucking me.

My irritation with him was gone so I didn't mind if he touched me and wondered how it would feel if he strapped the dildo on and fucked me. He seemed eager to try. The dildo stuck out through a hole in the harness. We tightening the straps to firm it up which squished his soft dick behind the harness. It didn't look comfortable, but he said he was fine. He tried to fuck me missionary style but the dildo shifted around a bit even though the straps were tight. Plus he said he wasn't getting any feedback like he did with his dick so it was hard to know if the angle was okay.

So he lay on his back, and I mounted the dildo. Much better! I controlled the angle and pace the way I wanted. I loved to kiss when fucking and leaned over and kissed Tom as I rode him. I forgot how much I liked to kiss him and we kissed like teenagers while my pussy was stuffed. It was a great combination.

I gave my pussy a good workout and was sweaty by the time I came. I lay my chest on Tom and rested contently. Warm skin-on-skin always felt great. All my anger was gone. I felt a warm fuzzy feeling toward Tom.

Tom fucked me with the dildo every night. Sometimes, he fed it in by hand, and sometimes, he strapped it on, and I rode him.

But the more big dick I got the more I wanted. It was getting ridiculous. I felt like a bitch in heat. And I had scorching hot dreams of Dante fucking me because the bastard kept sending me pictures of his dick. Plus, I couldn't resist looking at the sex clips he sent.

I decided that Tom could re-enter my pussy because he'd been so good at taking care of my sexual needs. He fucked me first with the dildo and I came hard as usual and then he stuck his dick inside me. Unfortunately, it felt underwhelming. It never used to feel underwhelming. Sigh! It's not like I didn't feel it. It felt nice but not nearly as nice as the full, stretched feeling I was now used to. And I had to admit, from a visual standpoint, it looked small compared to the big dildo. And his white dick didn't look as sexy as dark brown dicks. Tom came, but I didn't because he'd already given me a big orgasm with the dildo. I wondered if his dick would make me cum again. Hopefully. I'd have to test it out.

We lay together a bit, and then a naughty thought crossed my mind. What other cuck things would Tom do for me? Would he lick my pussy after he just dumped his load inside me? Now that I knew Tom was a cuck, naughty ideas began to cross my mind more and more.

"Tom? I'm horny again."

He smiled. "You're always horny lately!"

I smiled demurely. "That's good, isn't it? Don't you like me being horny thinking about black dicks inside me?"

He smiled. "Yes."

"There are so many things I don't know about cuck husbands. Do they like to lick their wife's cum filled pussies?"

He smiled. "I can't speak for other cucks but I'd love to lick your pussy."

"Really? I'd love to have you lick my cum filled pussy!" I grinned. "Get to it, cuck boy!"

He dove into my pussy with gusto. It was like he was a starving man. He stuck a few fingers in while he ate me, which was normal. Then, he surprised me. My pussy was oozing big time and some had dribbled down my ass crack. He lubed his finger with my juice and pressed it against my butt hole. It resisted, but not for long. After a few tries, his finger popped in. Then he turbocharged my groan with clit licking, vaginal finger fucking and ass finger fucking. I shook so hard when I came, I felt myself later to make sure nothing was damaged. Whew!

Tom never actually saw me fuck Dante and I wondered if he'd like seeing the clips Dante sent. I finally had internalized that Tom was truly a cuck, so I wasn't worried about the clips hurting his feelings. I expected them to send him into a sexual frenzy. I was right! You should have seen him. He had a feverish look in his eyes as he watched Dante fuck me. His dick looked like it was going to burst. I stroked him while he watched Dante fucking me and he came two more times. His cock got soft for a short time and then was hard again. Amazing!

He lay back and grinned at me. "That was fucking amazing! I wish I'd been there to see it all."

I smiled. "So, you'd like to watch when I get fucked again?"

He sat right up. "You're going to do it again?"

I smiled. "Yup! Dante's friend finally contacted me yesterday. He wants to meet me. I already have pictures of him. Do you want to see?"

Tom grinned from ear to ear. He looked at the pictures of Ray with clothes on.

"He's a good-looking guy. Don't you think?"

I smiled. "I do. He's a fucking hunk."

Then Tom looked at the naked pictures of Ray. He looked mesmerized.

Then he looked at me. "Wow! Look at the dick on him!"

I grinned. "My thoughts exactly! So are you okay if I invite him over to fuck?"

Tom was drooling. "Yes!"

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Ray was coming over at seven. Anne had already conveyed that I'd be there and wanted to watch. Ray had no problem with that.

Anne was on pins and needles all day and couldn't decide what to wear. She must have tried on ten outfits. I told her to wear her black mini-skirt and sheer white sleeveless satin top. She tried it on. She looked so hot that I tossed her on the bed and buried my head between her legs before she could object. Her pussy was already wet and she came in minutes from my tongue lashing. It seemed to calm her down. A bit!

Ray showed up at seven. He was every bit as good-looking as in the pictures. And he was super friendly. There was no cuck humiliation that I'd read about on the internet. He shook my hand and said it was nice to meet me.

When Anne came out, he smiled and kissed her hand and told me I was a lucky man.

I asked him if he wanted a drink and gave him a beer, but he seemed mesmerized by Anne. They were staring at each other in a trance. Anne's nipples were hard as bullets and visible through her thin sheer blouse.

They sat beside each other on the couch. No words were spoken. The lust between them was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Anne leaned over, and their lips grazed. Their pink tongues were soon darting together. I couldn't believe how hot it looked seeing another man's tongue in her mouth.

Anne looked at me and grinned and then rubbed Ray's cock through his pants. Their wet pink tongues danced together. Ray was caressing Anne's hard nipples through her blouse.

She looked at me and smiled.

"Baby, Ray wants to get at my breasts. Can you help him out and unbutton my

blouse?"

I unbuttoned her blouse. Ray grinned and winked at me when I did it. Anne was soon topless, and her nipples had never looked so big and hard. Ray latched onto them like a starving child. Anne moaned and spread her legs, giving Ray access to her bald wet cunt that I'd shaved an hour ago.

She looked at me again.

"Baby, he's touching my pussy. It feels so good! I need to hold his big black dick. Take his pants off!"

Ray stood up, and I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and pulled them down. He wasn't wearing underwear and his dick popped free. He was already hard, and it must have been nine inches long and super thick. She grinned at me.