My wife Mindy had found my stash of cuckold porn on my computer, rather than get angry she decided to explore my fantasy, but with each new experience she got deeper and deeper into the world of interracial sex and humiliation. It was only a matter of time before her one big taboo, of being fucked by another man would happen...
It had been several weeks since my wife had went out with her new coworkers. At home alone I jerked off over what had happened, making sure not to stain my panties. She had decided that I no longer deserved to wear men's underwear and so one day I had come home to find all my male underwear gone, replaced by panties.
Mindy had left for work that morning dressed super sexy in a tight blue dress that showed off all her curves. After work they had gone to a nearby restaurant, she had let everyone know in the office that she was married; knowing that some guys would not care.
There were four guys and five women plus her. One of the other women was white, one was Hispanic and the other three black. There was some tension both around the table and at the table. She said she had got some nasty glares from some other couples and some nods and winks from others. But at the table two of the black women were outwardly hostile to her and made veiled and not so veiled inferences that she was trying to poach their men and if she knew what was good for her she would not do so. When the ladies went to the bathroom the third black woman said she knew my wife was only out to have some fun but she better be wary of office politics and all. It put a slight bit of a chill on the rest of the evening.
When the two women who were hostile towards my wife came out of the bathroom they decided to call it a night they were kind of shocked that the other woman and none of the men joined them.
The remainder of the party took a cab over to a night spot. My wife said she felt like she was in danger and intrigued at the same time. William, one of her coworkers asked her to dance and she did not care about office gossip. She said there was something sexy and powerful about being on the dance floor and dancing with another man.
After a few dances and some drinks she danced with another one of the guys, he tried to say something to her but the music was too loud.
At that point, just as the song ended she went to sit down. She thought she had heard someone calling to her and excused herself, it was Henry, the guy from the gym, my semi-friendly rival, who my wife, when she first discovered my secret stash of cuckold porn, had later jerked off in his truck.
He asked where I was and she told him I was at home, he laughed at the news.
"Well a girl has got to have her fun," she laughed back.
As it happened Henry knew the second guy my wife had been dancing with, Eric. Henry came back to the table with my wife and talked some more and had a few more drinks. When the party started to break up Henry offered to give my wife a lift home and she accepted.
I got a text from Mindy saying that she had met Henry at the club and that she was going to get a lift home from him.
On the way in Henry pointed out where he lived and asked my wife if she wanted to come up for a moment. She thought about it and said she would, just for a bit as she had to go to work the next morning.
She texted me that she was stopping at Henry's place. I wanted to text her back but knew she would not reply. That was the last text I got from her. I stood up nearly all night waiting for her, calling out sick from work so I could continue to wait for her. I was inches away from calling the police when Henry's truck pulled up and my wife hopped out as he peeled out.
She came in the house giving me a deep kiss, she smelled sweaty and looked a mess, she ran into the shower without saying anything to me other than asking for me to lay out some clean clothes for her as she had to run to work.
Midway through the day my phone vibrated, there was a text from my wife with a picture attached, it had her hand wrapped around a huge black cock, which I assumed was Henry's. In the message she had written a list of chores and a promise of a surprise if I did them all.
A few hours later she sent me another text asking me if I had done everything she had requested, I texted her back that I had. She told me that when she came home I had better be naked for I had a busy weekend ahead; a very busy weekend.
I was told to go up to her dresser and look in the top draw. I opened it and found something that made me almost pass out; there were four rubbers, they were used and included the wrappers, they were the ones I had bought in the beginning, when I thought that this was only a fantasy. One rubber was knotted at the end and was full of that night's seamen.
I could not believe it. Was it a hoax? A game? I pondered, however, deep down in my gut I did not think so.
Time seemed to stand still until my wife finally came home.
She gave me a big kiss, the sort of long lingering kiss that involves her pressing her body against me. Then she yawned making it a point to tell me again how she had no sleep the other night and she would tell me all about it Friday.
It seemed forever until Friday would come, I went to work and when I came home not only was my wife at home but so was her friend Karen. Karen was deeply into the whole hot wife and cuckold lifestyle. She even left her husband for a well-endowed stud, however, her husband still came over to be their live-in slave when needed.
Both women stopped talking in the kitchen when I came in. I wondered if my wife had told her everything or not. I said hello and then Karen turned to my wife. My wife looked at me and told me to come over to the table.
"Don't sit!" she ordered, I was just about to tell Karen about my night out with Henry, so you might as well listen."
"We went up to his place and there was a lot of tension, it was a nice little apartment. So he brought me a beer, I tried to beg off because I had to go to work the next morning."
My wife looked at me and told me I was to stay standing with my hands at my sides until she was done talking.
"He brought up about the time that I had given him a hand job in his truck. I told him it was sort of a one-time thing. He asked me if that was always going to hold true. He set his beer down on the kitchen counter and came up to me. He took my hand and guided it to his cock and it was fully hard. Before I knew it I had my hand around it and was jerking him off."
At this point I felt my own cock, to my embarrassment, starting to rise. I was more embarrassed to have this happening right in front of Karen. She looked at me and gave a small giggle as my wife went on.
"He started to kiss me and squeeze my tits and I thought about what was going to happen next. I wondered if should just get him off quickly and leave, reminding him I am a married woman and all. I broke away from him to swallow back the rest of my beer and to give myself a second to think of what I was going to do next."
"Then I thought about my husband, and this whole cuckold thing. All that porn on his computer with white women getting fucked by black men. Or more precisely the one right in front of me and how much it would excite my husband at home. Before we knew it we were kissing, his hands squeezing my tits as I felt his tight muscular ass."
"We kind of stumbled into his bedroom peeling off each other's clothing. He sucked on my tits while I undid his belt. I had to slow things down a bit so I asked him to take off the rest of his clothes and sit down on the bed... I don't know if I was still debating things or not. Part of me wanted to run out of there and go straight back home; but another part of me wanted to see what would happen."
"I made Henry promised several times not to talk about what was going to happen. He promised up-and-down that he would not say anything further laughed about it saying he did not want to start a fight in the gym. My hands did not seem to be under my own control as I removed my clothing. Henry was naked by that time and I could not believe how muscular and tight and black his body looked. I knew more than the taboo of marriage was about to be violated."
At this point my wife and Karen remembered that I still existed and Karen suggested that we continue this conversation in the living room, an idea my wife endorsed heartily. The two women sat on the couch while I was forced to stand up, my wife again reminded me to keep my hands at my side at all times.
Karen looked over at my rising erection "My but it is a small thing," she said laughing giving it a small pat with her hand. Both her and my wife laughed, "I don't know how you managed all these years."
"He does have his uses around the house, and after all it was kind of his idea in the first place!" she said rubbing it in to my anguish because in truth it was my fault; but I also questioned had my internet explorations encouraged her to discover her own fantasies. Deep down underneath it all I wondered if it was something she had wanted to do all along. She did seem to relish her new dominant role.
"Naked except for my stockings and garter belt I got down on my knees in front of him. It was amazing how much attention he paid to me as I wrapped my hand around his huge cock. I had done it before in his truck, but now with the lights on it was something else. I gave it a few pumps up-and-down to him let them know I was there. Then I lowered my mouth to give it a kiss. All the time I could see how much bigger it was than my husband's," she said knowing the pain and jealousy it would cause me. Paradoxically it also excited me which I think is one of the key elements to all cuckold fantasies; but in this case it was becoming now and forever my reality.
"Wow! That is so exciting, I remember the first time I did it but my husband was there watching."
