Austin came home on Friday... like every other Friday. My kids were ready to go to their father's house and I told him to take them. The house would be empty and I could no longer wait to extract... revenge? No... too strong a word. Satisfaction. Now there was a word to describe the myriad of thoughts running through my brain.
I had gone on the computer and he had left up his messenger system... several conversations going at once before he had come to bed. On one, he was talking to another woman... ordering her to do many things to him. Telling her to suck his cock... to take it in her tight pussy and ass... His cock?? It was MY cock, damn it! How dare he offer MY property to some anonymous bitch! I continued reading through the messages. In another... he was offering ME up to some man to take, was planning out a scenario where it would seem that by chance we met him in a bar and he was to seduce me. It was definitely time to revisit his cached picture stock. He always liked to call me up and show me pictures of black men's cocks. Swollen and dark and thick and beautiful. Especially the uncircumcised ones. Austin claimed he surfed the web looking to bring me the most attractive ones. I had always had my doubts about his reasoning, but going through his storage files confirmed it. In another folder labeled 'favourite black cock', all the pictures depicted men or sissy boys in various sexual acts with strong, black men. The pieces were beginning to fall into place for me... and that's when I decided to extract "satisfaction".
Being a woman on the internet, I can pretty much get whatever I may be looking for from a various number of sources. This particular search yielded the same result. I had my players for the weekend to come and was now dying to get the kids away so the mice could play.
The second Austin left the house, I picked up the phone and dialed the number. His deep voice answered and confirmed that everything was still a go... in fact, he was minutes from my house. When he arrived and I opened the door, I was especially pleased to see that he was more than true to his word. He was tall, probably 6'2, nicely built, with a handsome face. His deep voice sent shivers down into the pit of my belly. I couldn't help but glance down to his crotch and even soft, he appeared to be wonderfully hung. He came in and gave me a cursory glance up and down. I saw the approval in his eyes. I gave him a drink and told him I'd be back in a minute and went up the stairs to change my clothing.
My pussy was already damp when I removed my jeans and slid on the white lace thong panties. I slipped my legs into the white thigh highs and 5 inch spiked heels. I bent over in front of the mirror to make sure my ass looked pert and my legs curved and long. Next I put on the what lacy push up bra then went to the bathroom to touch up my make up. As I walked down the stairs, he looked up from the couch and immediately stood up. He grabbed at his cock and smiled and said, "Now THAT is what I'm talking 'bout. Nice and sexy little white girl... You ready for this ride, baby?" I could feel my colour rushing to my cheeks but continued steadily down the stairs and walked right into his arms. The feeling of that big cock hardening against my legs was too much... and I'll admit now... I sank to my knees and fondled and licked and kissed at ir right through his pants, although I had promised myself that every action my husband would be there to witness. I couldn't help myself. He was so hot.
He sat back down on the couch and commanded me to sit by his feet. He wanted Austin to see that it was futile to argue... that the exchange had been done. We heard the door open and for a moment I was very afraid that I had overstepped my bounds. What if he just walked out never to return? My heart was pounding. The look of shock on his face was intense and I became even more uncertain. Then I remembered the messages... the pictures... I became determined and looked up at him and said, Well?? Get in here and close the door. You wanted to give this pussy away? Sorry... but it's already taken. " With that, Dante reached down and grabbed me by the hair, pushing my face towards his hardening cock. "Take it out, bitch. Look at it. Look at what you've been missing all the time you were fucking this little white boy!" I'd like to say that I pulled his zipper down slowly... but I can't. I was so eager, so wet, so hot for him that I dove onto his crotch, eagerly tugging at his waistband to get my hands inside his boxers... oh yes... boxers because that cock was too big for briefs. I looked at Austin as I pulled this hose out... it kept coming and coming and oh my god... it was thick, it was huge. My God... it was so beautiful. My husbands eyes were open wide, his mouth slightly parted. I knew at that moment I was right. My husband, my man, who would command women to his will was a little sissy boy. He wanted that cock! Maybe more than I did! I slowly swirled my tongue around the head of Dante's massive cock, slipping my tongue under the foreskin and tasting his delicious dick. He held my head the whole time, staring into Austin's eyes as if daring him to tell us to stop.
