Sarah was in trouble, The submissive brunette made some promises while under sexual duress and the next thing she knew her husband Robert was making plans to see her live up to them. They've both had a long time fantasy of sharing her but he was trying to make it a reality, holding her on the edge of orgasm until she conceded to her own depravity. Her pussy throbbed as he whispered dirty things in her ear, "I know you want to let other men have you, to be used for their pleasure. See how wet it's getting this tight little pussy wants to be shared, even if you won't admit it."
She gasped, His fingertips grazing over her swollen clit.
"It wants to be stretched by a strange new cock that only cares about fucking it."
Sarah's body trembled at her husband's words.
"Once this dirty little pussy gets wet you'd let ANYONE fuck you, wouldn't you?"
"Yes" she whispered feeling like a slut.
"Are you willing to prove it, show everyone what a little slut I'm married to."
"Anything" she gasped hoping he would let her cum.
"you'll give this pussy up to a complete stranger?"
"OOohh!!" she whimpered.
"Promise me!" His voice was commanding but Sarah hesitated, she knew promises would get her in trouble but she was aching for release.
"I promise."
Her honeypot overflowed with shame and ecstasy cascading in an overwhelming orgasm throughout her body. The next day she woke dreading the repercussions of the night before, the thought of letting another man have her was terrifyingly exciting but she wasn't sure if she was ready to take that step. Over the next two weeks Sarah wanted to tell him to call off anything he had planned but chose not to say anything hoping it was just dirty talk. But one Friday morning she found an envelope taped to the bathroom mirror. Inside were instructions directing her to get her hair and nails done, Buy a new set of lingerie, Get her pussy waxed, and meet him at a hotel by 8 where she will have 2 hours to do her make- up put on her new lingerie and make herself perfect for the stranger she will be giving herself to. There was a p.s. "I'll be recording"
Sarah's heart raced her stomach fluttered. He wasn't teasing her, this was going to happen. She grabbed her phone and began typing a long message about why she couldn't do it but the thought made her feel excited and a little dangerous. She only got half way through before deleting it and climbing into the shower, She was committed and had a schedule to keep.
Throughout the day she thought about her husband finding a man to fuck his pretty little wife, how that man was going to have her whether she liked him or not. Her worry over what kind of man it would be was overcome by desire to be used like a dirty little fuck toy to satisfy Robert's lust. When she got to the hotel room Robert wasn't there. She found a bottle of bubble bath, a bottle of whiskey (It always made her do wild things), and a note that simply read," Get comfortable, I love you". Sarah poured a few shots into a large glass sipping it as she filled the bathtub with bubbles. Dirty thoughts of surrendering her body to an unknown man raced through her mind while she soaked in the warm water. She wanted to make her husband proud of his slut, this stranger would get the best fuck of her life.
After rinsing her soapy wet skin she covered her naked body with sweet smelling lotions, doing her make-up, sipping her drink. She dressed in her pretty new things, a lacey white shelf bra that pushed up her pert little breasts presenting her exposed nipples, a matching white garter that held up sheer white thigh highs, she had lacy little panties that matched the bra but left them off knowing how much Robert loved it when she didn't wear underwear. The only thing covering her hairless pussy was a sheer white robe that barely reached past her ass.
The whiskey had Sarah's head buzzing but didn't calm her nerves as much as she'd hoped. She rushed to her phone when it chirped, it was her husband.
"Do you want to do this?"
She didn't give herself time to think about it and immediately responded,
"Yes"
"So you're going to be a dirty little slut for me?"
"I'll make you proud, I promise!!"
"Good girl, just to be sure you feel like a slut you don't get to know anything about him. no names no questions, all you need to know is he owns you. As soon as I get the camera set up we're gonna start."
"ok" was all she could type.
"We're coming up, I love you."
The words sent shivers down her spine her hands trembled as she typed,
"I love you, too"
She took deep breathes to center herself her heart pounding in her chest. It seemed to take forever before she heard footsteps outside the door. She downed the last of her drink in one nervous swallow as Robert walked in with a huge smile on his face followed by a large shadow. The whiskey burned down her throat as they came into the room, Sarah's heart sank as her fears were realized. She couldn't keep the grimace off her face when she saw it was a black man she would be given to and tried to play it off like it was just the whiskey but it was frustration and betrayal that shot through her, she didn't hate black people but didn't find black men attractive at all and wasn't enthused about interracial couples. Robert knew this, early in their relationship she had caught him watching interracial porn and made her disgust and disapproval clear. Over the years she became more open sexually but there was never any mention of the subject, in "secret" it became the focus of Robert's depravity.
Sarah's hands nervously tried to cover her bare pussy, the shock and the alcohol had her head spinning. Her pale green eyes looked to her husband hoping to slow this down but after a quick peck on the cheek he whispered
"Your pussy belongs to him now, pretend I'm not even here."
He slapped her ass and walked past her to retrieve his camera. The tall black stranger moved next to Sarah standing over a foot taller than her. He looked her up and down as he started taking off his shirt. Sarah tried to hide her disappointment as she turned to face him. The scent of his cologne filled her nostrils, he was tall, had long lean muscle on his slender frame, but his skin was the darkest she had ever seen and he wasn't particularly attractive even for a black guy. This wasn't anything like the fantasy she had of being shared but she found it hard to deny that this was exciting.
"Damn girl, Let me see that ass!'
The sound and tone of his voice was crude, his added sneer furthered her disliking for him yet without hesitation the submissive wife turned crossed her ankles and slowly bent over. The sheer robe rode up exposing her supple little ass and giving glimpse to her pussy. She grew tense as she heard his pants unbuckling behind her.
"MMM, I'm gonna tear that pussy up!"
With a loud crack he slapped her ass, the pain shot a tingle through her thighs. Instinctively she pushed her ass out to receive another, He spanked her hard causing her to jump his big hand caught her by the hips pulling her back to him. He gave her ass three more solid slaps before his hands ran over the soft rosy flesh, she cringed as big hands gripped her pulling her cheeks apart, running his rough fingers over her wet folds, lightly tracing circles around her clit.
"I bet it's real tight," He pushed one of his thick fingers inside.
She felt so helpless and vulnerable as he mauled her, her mind transfixed on the fact that he was black. She tried denying her pleasure but it only made her feel filthier, yelping in embarrassment she began to gush into his palm her warmth trickling through his fingers. He was unsure about how apprehensive she was but smearing the wetness between her thighs he knew he owned her.
"Oh! This white pussy is gonna get fucked, I'ma shove my big black dick deep up in there!"
He wiped his hands clean on her ass, ashamed she kept her eyes down when she turned to face him he was down to just his underwear. Robert focused to camera on her face as the stranger peeled down his boxer briefs. Sarah's eyes widened as his big black cock flopped free, even soft it was thick and veiny, somehow darker than the rest of him.
Complex feelings of desire and disgust took control of her, What if someone found out she was having sex outside her marriage, or worse found out she was with a black guy. It was by far the biggest cock she had ever seen she wanted to accept the challenge but it was black. Maybe she would just use her hands or mouth reasoning that she had to keep the promise to her husband when laughter brought her out of her trance.
"You like that baby?"
He stepped closer and pulled at the tie on Sarah's robe. Her breath turned shallow letting him slide the robe off her shoulders. His large black hands grabbed at her pale breasts twisting at her tender pink nipples forcing a moan from the shy wife. He grabbed her slender wrist and guided her hand to his cock. Her delicate white fingers failed to wrap all the way around it's girth, she returned to a lustful daze as she held the weight of his still hardening manhood in her hand.
"I think she likes it" He laughed as her hand starting to slide up and down it's length.
Her enthusiasm grew as he swelled in her grip. she felt compelled to give herself to this giant cock, even if he was black she was going to to please him. Her lust ran down her thighs soaking her stocking tops.
"You ever see a cock that big?"
Sarah shook her head no.
"What'cha gonna do with that big black cock?"
Fighting the urge to look at her husband she nervously replied,
"Whatever you want."
"Good, get down on them knees, slut!"