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the author does not give permission for it to be reposted or reprinted anywhere else without consent. This is the first in a multi-chaptered interracial cuckold story where the subsequent chapters will be posted in the coming weeks, not months. If you've enjoyed my other work in the past, you will be pleased to know that characters from some of my other stories may make cameo appearances in this series. I hope you enjoy!
Special thanks to Literotica members dlatt, rookie121, and dman32 for encouragement, suggestions, and coaching. I appreciate it.
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Cedric Brown woke to the smell of sizzling bacon wafting into the large master bedroom. Like most folks, the black man considered the delectable aroma one of life's true simple pleasures. Of course, the scent being displaced by the frying pork wasn't bad either.
The room reeked of sex.
He shifted his naked torso to the right and observed the stunning brunette with what appeared to be a satisfied smile on her sleepy face. Kacey Shaw was the young wife of the person creating the delectable scent emanating from the kitchen.
Ced Brown ogled the portion of her naked body not covered by the expensive bed sheets. Her large breasts were exposed, displaying their heavenly fullness on her lithe frame as she lay on her back in a blissful slumber. The black entrepreneur proudly viewed the numerous hickey's and bite marks apparent around her mid-sized areola. Her large nipples were red and undoubtedly tender.
Kacey's husband had shared that his wife loved having her beautiful tits sucked and bitten—Brown had made sure to take advantage of the decadent invitation. The horny black man loved him some big white titties and had spent the better part of the night molesting her full c-cups. But what her husband hadn't known prior to the previous night, was how much his inexperienced wife would love having her breasts painted in thick African-American semen.
Cedric Brown made sure both Tim and Kacey Shaw found out.
The smug black man observed the flaky white residue evident around the young wife's chest and neck. He had planted several voluminous loads in her married pussy over the course of the night, but he'd started off the proceedings splattering her bounding tits and beautiful face with a week's worth of black baby-making buildup. The cuckold couple had been absolutely stunned at the amount of creamy ejaculate that had erupted from his huge balls and covered her entire upper body.
Now Brown slipped quietly out of bed and located his boxer briefs. He pulled them up his muscular legs making sure to maneuver them over his low hanging scrotum and snaking his long limp cock into the stretched fabric. After draining nearly a gallon of piss, he walked out and found Tim Shaw working diligently in the kitchen.
"Damn dude, that smells really good!"
The software engineer nearly burned himself on the stove when startled by the deep voice behind him. He turned to see the muscled black man standing nearby in only his underwear. A welcoming smile formed on the young husband's face. "I figured you might appreciate a hearty meal after
that
workout!"
Brown laughed. "Yeah you got that right man, that wife of yours really put me through my paces!"
This time it was Tim Shaw's turn to chuckle. The stunned husband had watched from near the bed for the first couple of hours, but to say his wife had been the one setting the pace was a humorous claim. The cuckold knew that to suggest anything other than the fact his petite wife got the absolute shit fucked out of her, was pure fallacy. He'd also heard her pleasurable moans and whines throughout the night after he'd finally gone to the guest room to get some sleep.
"Ced, I'm really not sure that's an accurate assessment of what
I
witnessed and heard." The husband answered in a humorous response. "I mean, I saw Kacey nearly pass out from pleasure at least twice just in the time I was in the room!"
Brown's chest puffed out. "Well, I'll still give her credit, after your sexy wife came to each time, she did her damndest to keep up!" This time they both enjoyed a hearty laugh.
"So what'd you think?"
"Jesus Ced, to see her respond like that was beyond my wildest fantasies. I always suspected if I could just convince her to go through with it, she would love sex with an endowed...uh...hung-like-a-horse stud like yourself. But even
I
didn't expect it to be like
that
. Once she relaxed and witnessed
my
arousal too, the way she kept begging you to make her cum absolutely blew my mind! How many times do you think she did? Ten?"
"Oh, I don't know Tim, I wasn't counting," the proud black man answered fallaciously, well aware it had been upwards of twenty. Like others before, the horny little slut had morphed into a borderline nympho—the formerly happily married hottie couldn't get enough of his huge cock.
Tim spoke. "So I have to share something kind of embarrassing with you Ced. Kacey and only went to that bar last night as kind of a test to see if a self-help program we've been attending was actually working."
"Wait, you lost me there Tim, what kind of program?" Brown asked questioningly, yet fully aware of what Tim Shaw was about to tell him.
"Yeah, it's kind of complicated, but Kacey demanded that I get some help for my fetish desire to watch her have sex with an endowed man—so at her urging, we recently enrolled in a self-help program called
Cuckolds Anonymous
."
"Cuckolds Anonymous? You mean like a program to kick the cuckold habit? Oh shit Tim...after last night, can I assume the program doesn't work very well?" Ced Brown asked embarrassingly with an awkward chuckle.
"I don't know. They have hundreds of satisfied customers according to their Amazon and Facebook ratings and numerous positive references we checked before we joined. Last night was supposed to be kind of a baseline test to determine the direction the program would take Kacey and I over the next several months."
Ced allowed an uncomfortable gaze to appear on his face before responding. "I guess it's fair to suggest you and your wife failed the test..."
"Are you kidding me Ced? I never wanted to join in the first place. Kacey only requested I do it because she was nervous where my cuckold fetish might lead us. And now here we are. I got to witness the most amazing spectacle last night while my wife enjoyed the greatest sex of her life! In a convoluted way, I'm ecstatic we joined. If we hadn't, we never would have been at the bar last night to meet you!"
Just then, Kacey called out from the other room. "Tim, can you come in here please."
Her husband peered at their nearly naked house guest as he moved towards the master bedroom—a look of uncertainty on his face.
Five minutes later the tech engineer returned with a devilish smirk. "She...uh...would like to
talk
to you. She says she has a favor to ask."
The two men made knowing eye contact. The request came as no surprise to Cedric Brown. A confident smile formed on the black man's lips as he reached for a piece of bacon and took a smug bite. "I assume you can put this breakfast on hold, we might be awhile!"
"Yeah, I...uh...kind of suspected that. I'm going to go ahead and eat, but I can re-warm it when your...uh...
conversation
is done."
"Sounds like a plan!" Brown answered, a calm giddiness in his voice. Moments later he was closing the bedroom door behind him.
Tim Shaw stood sipping his coffee in the kitchen with a raging hard-on in his pants. A million exciting thoughts now coursing through his mind as he thought back to how he and Kacey had gotten to this point. The irony of the situation was still hard to fathom.
It had been only a month previously when his wife demanded he get some help for his disturbing desire to watch her have sex with an endowed man. Reluctantly following her ultimatum, he had found the self-help organization online. And while he had gone through the motions for Kacey's benefit, he never really bought in, still hopeful his fetish obsession of eventually watching her getting fucked by a big-cocked black bull would eventually take place.
Unbelievably, as he had just conveyed to Brown, it was through their involvement with the group
Cuckolds Anonymous
that they came to meet him. And now the rest was history. His formerly reluctant wife, the same woman who had insisted that he get some help for his disturbing fantasy, was at this very moment on her hands and knees in their marital bed getting joyously hammered yet again by the hung black man.
After finishing his breakfast and cleaning up the kitchen, Tim Shaw approached and put his ear to the bedroom door. "TELL ME!" He heard Ced Brown's deep voice demand above squeaking bed springs.
"Yes...yes I love it! You're so much bigger than him! Plleeeeeaase don't stop!" His wife begged.
"Whose tight little dripping pussy is this?"
"Oh god...it's yours Cedric! It's yours anytime you want it!"
The young husband heard a conquering howl before the black man shouted. "You bet it is! This married pussy ain't gonna be able to live without big black cock anymore. Is it?"
"No...ohhhh...god...it feels sooo good...ffffffuck meeee!"
Tim Shaw had rarely heard his wife use the 'f' word, but now it spewed from her lips like some sex-crazed foul-mouthed slut. In addition to her profanity-filled whines of encouragement, the sound of squeaking bedsprings and wet body parts slapping together in a hurried rhythm captivated the aroused husband's attention. He dropped his pants in the hallway and frantically stroked his hard dick.
"Oh my god, my wife just told that black bull who we just met last night, her pussy is his and he can have it anytime he wants!"
His previous thoughts were interrupted by his wife's lustful validations. "Uhn yeah...I can feel your balls bouncing off my clit...ohhhh...it feels so good Cedriiiiicccc."
"You gonna cum on this big black snake again?"
