The time had cum to discuss the full implications of her pregnancy and ongoing relationship with Jerome, whom we both loved and worshiped dearly. Wasn't it time to admit to her family and a few other friends and coworkers who still didn't know? Didn't they deserve to know that the marriage that they had seen us commit to a few years ago was now a sham, that we were a threesome, a love triangle, a fuck trio? Shouldn't I tell everyone, so that they would know, that Jerome was the Alpha, the Black Divinity that could claim ownership of us, the Black God that provided us with Holy Fuck-bliss?
Was there really any point in us continuing to share a bed every night? Wouldn't it be more natural for her to sleep with her lover? Her Fuck-bliss was with his Black Cock. Compared to that I was just a Sissy-white Cuck-fag. I'm a joke compared to a Real Man like Jerome. I had been drinking Jerome's cum for so long, I felt like he was deep inside of me, or even a part of me. I felt womanly like that. I knew my wife was a better cum receptacle and cock vessel than I could ever be, so when he fucked my face, I always tried really hard to please him, giving 110%.
If it made more sense for Diane to have Jerome's child and to sleep with him most nights, then shouldn't they have their own special wedding ceremony as a way of telling everyone our good news? I knew it would be hard to explain to some of our family that this is what we both wanted, so I thought having an actual physical ceremony where I gave her to another man would make things crystal clear to everyone, and the thought really turned us both on. I knew Jerome would do it too, because he had already been acting like the man of the house.
As we had recently been going out on dates and around town and stuff as a trio, Jerome had had plenty of opportunities to publicly humiliate me, and he seemed to really enjoy himself doing so. Diane would pretend to be shocked by his antics, but I could tell she was really laughing along with him inside. He would say stuff like, "A table for three for my lover, her husband and I..." I would blush tomato red every time
My wife says she never feels like a true woman unless she's getting fucked like a whore by an overpowering, Alpha Masculine Black Man. She needs to be a Black man's whore, and thats really the key to Neo-feminism, in a nutshell. When Jerome blows a nut, that big bang occurs deep inside my wife, in places my limp little white dick could never even imagine reaching. And she says thats where she FEELS the most like a woman, in that deep spot inside her that his dick head strokes at the core of her Being, where his seed shoots When he bottoms out inside her and starts fuck thrusting friction into her love cavern, his Big Black Cock can actually reach into her spiritual existence and fuck Bliss into her heart, and at that moment, she describes it as the Feminine Enlightenment, a Tantric Bliss State on the 8th Level of Fuck-consciousness, Absolute Cunt-fulfillment.