As I watched Alice ingest cum from three black men she just fucked In front of me, I started to realized that this what she wants. Thoughts started to creep into my head that she would accept a totally submissive cuck husband. All of the secrets I kept from her, both what I had done and desired to do, I hid because society taught me that a husband must be dominant and manly. I knew there were women that wanted a cucked partner but I had to be sure before admitting that I'm game, especially to the woman I married. After the events of this day, I was growing confident that Alice was game too.
As I said before, I shared my submissive tendencies with a few other women in the past, but only those that I met on the web under full disclosure. Alice and I met in a bar. I needed more assurance before disclosing my sissy desires that I hid from my wife. My assurance came in the form of four black bulls fucking her while I watched in her underwear. I was now sure enough to embrace everything to come for the reminder of trip without feigning protest. I had a growing confidence that not only would I keep my wife, but we would be happier.
She clearly preferred all the black dick she was getting and was beyond turned on by the humiliation I suffered. So was I. So, I resolved to willingly obey whatever her new black masters commanded. That is not to say that I enjoyed everything that had happened so far or all of what was to come. But in the end, there was a plethora more good than bad, which was an acceptable cost for this lifestyle. At that moment I wanted to never use my pathetic cock again to achieve sexual excitement.
As my wife continued to scoop and slurp cum off her body and out of her holes, I was fiddling with my little pecker on my knees on the patio. It still hurt a bit and never reached its full hard 4-plus inch potential! I figure the three gangsters that just fucked my wife would leave and I could clean up, jerk off and get some rest before dinner. However, that was not the case. They were still naked with their still impressive semi-erections bouncing about.
Instead of leaving, Steve and Michael walked towards me on the patio. I was alarmed at first by their angry faces as they came towards me with purpose, but realized that this was their natural expression. I was relieved but confused when they walked past me and started moving the furniture inside. There were 6 chairs around a big table and 2 chaises lounges with a small side table in between. Although confused, I realized I better get out of the way. They were not gonna say excuse me to lingerie-clad white sissy blocking the door.
The spectators who just watched these mandingos defile my wife were still there. About 10-12 people witnessed the event. Three hot women among them finally got a good close look at the perfect bodies and horse cocks of these stallions. Steve and Michael were sweaty and glistened in the low angle sunlight of the last few moments of the day. With each movement you could see every muscle clearly defined in their legs, abs, arms, etc.
Their cocks were softening slightly but still impressive. As they worked, their cocks looked like sides of beef in a meat locker swinging back and forth. In fact I think it was even more impressive to observe their manhood in a flaccid state as both their members remained so meaty. It was so masculine. As their erections subsided further, they pointed down but did not get much smaller.
One of the four women clearly turned on was a beautiful white British woman in her early 30s. She was with her husband and although they witnessed almost the entire event he now appeared uncomfortable. These naked black beasts were steps from his wife and she was clearly mesmerized by the motion of their swinging black shafts. She stared at their cocks and occasionally glanced at their face with fuck-me eyes. Her very good looking male companion finally had enough and he grabbed her arm and left abruptly.
Two of the other women of note were together, also white and also with a good looking young male companion. He was not as upset that the two women he was with found the animalistic Jamaicans sexually attractive. The two women looked alike and I would later find out that they were sisters. One of them was married to the good looking young man. Her sister was traveling with them but we learned later that her husband thought she was in St. Louis for work.
The sister had her cheeky Brazilian bikini moved to the side so she could finger her clit as she watched the men work. Steve and Michael glanced at them casually as they worked, with their pillars of ebony man meat and low hanging balls swayed. Steve and Michael's looks exuded confidence, saying with their eyes that even though the sisters are beautiful, they would have to beg to get stuffed by their dicks.
The sister couldn't take much more and she approached Steve when he went to clear the last chair. She did not beat around the bush (no pun intended, she had no bush). She said "my sister and I will fuck you both right now".
Steve took her hand by the wrist and put it on his cock. She quivered and exhaled sharply. While she was fondling it, feeling it's power and massiveness even in a flaccid state, Steve replied "you see I'm busy bitch? You want dis dick den give me you room number and we come by later to fuck you, if we got da time".
With that Steve pulled his still slippery cock from her hand and went back to work. A few more people had dispersed. Still remaining in he crowd were the two sisters and there Ken-like companion, a couple in there 40s (this was the man that asked if he could film) and a single guy about my age who had been cranking his dick in his pants the whole time. Now that the sisters had indicated there willingness to submit to these black sex gods and they were just moving furniture, the remaining crowd was readying to move on. However, after the furniture was gone, something happened to make them realize the show was not yet over.
Steve and Michael approached me aggressively again but did not walk past me. They stood on both sides of me, facing me about a foot in front of me. Steve was on my left and Michael the right. They took there dicks in heir hand and aimed the tips to point about six inches from my knees, and started to piss on my patio.
The piss came in a strong stream and started to splatter on my legs. I was shocked and started to get up. The boss, also still naked, was walking towards me. He said "get da fuck back down bitch" in a menacing aggressive tone. I complied of course. Steve and Michael then aimed the stream closer to me, inching towards me. The piss splatter off the hot concrete was now steadily hitting my legs and filling the patio with a puddle. The stream was getting closer until they just aimed at my slightly flabby belly and cock. They were pissing on me. I loved it. It felt so warm and good.
