This is part of an ongoing story featuring BiW cuckoldry as a central theme. If you find this them offensive stop reading.
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I arrived at the address where I had been instructed for the meeting. Randy (my wife's Black lover) had been insistent that this group of cuckolded husbands could help me deal with my situation. Somehow he just knew that my feelings of inner turmoil were going to build. Now the shock, real shock, of seeing my wife submit to him had sunk in. The hickies he left covering her breasts stung me. Her erotic cries were echoing in my ears. I had not been permitted to actually see him penetrate her. In hindsight it may have driven me mad if I had.
The twist was that I had begged my wife to do this, and now I was dealing with flashes of jealousy. But I was extremely conflicted because I was more turned on by Cathleen than ever. She was positively radiant mornings after a night with Randy, glowing like a schoolgirl. In truth I wanted to see this through, though I didn't have a choice at this point.
The address that I was directed to was a plain office building, and not particularly notable. It blended into the city block of office buildings. The street was mostly empty, not surprising for a Saturday night on 'Office Building Row'. I entered and walked up to the fifth floor, found my door and knocked.
"Yes, can I help you?" asked the man that answered the door.
"Hi, I was, ummm, well I have an appointment. My name is George."
"Please come in and have a seat George. My name is Carl."
He was a white man, with an average build. He seemed normal, not freakish in any way. We sat down and he started to speak:
"Randy has told us about you, and we think you might be a good addition to our group. But our group has rules, and not everyone is right to become a member. You may think that just because Randy has referred you that membership is automatic. It's not. While the Black bulls usually refer new cuckolded husbands to us, this group is of, by and for the cuckolds. So, we make final decisions regarding membership.
I have been appointed to be your guide, or counselor. I will go over everything with you, then you can decide if our group is for you.
The first rule to be considered for membership is that your wife must currently have a Black lover. Obviously you are already qualified on that front. We are serious about this lifestyle, and we don't allow tourists. This is a VERY private group. You can be assured that every other man here is married to a white wife, and that she has a Black lover. Every man here has crossed the threshold and made his fantasy a reality.
The second rule is that everything that is said or happens here stays within the group. As I said this is a VERY private group. We talk about sensitive things here, and we need to know that we can talk frankly about our experiences in cuckoldry. Everything and everyone here is confidential, and you will be required to maintain that forever. You are not to even discuss the groups existence - EVER.
The third rule is that there is absolutely no judgment of other members. We are free thinkers. There is no room for members to be judgmental of others within the group - EVER. If someone says something that you don't like, or discusses a fantasy or encounter that is too far out there for your taste, you must withhold judgment on the matter.
There are no other rules.
The upside for you, and every member, is that this is a place were you can finally feel free to talk about your need to be cuckolded. You can talk at length with other men that also need to see their wives with Black men. Our group is one part therapy, one part fellowship, and one part spiritual - for those that are interested in that level. You will have a new group of friends, ones that understand you better than everyone you currently know.
There is just one requirement to seal your membership. Everyone is required to make a video confessing that they are willing interracial cuckolds. You must state your name, and sincerely describe your need for your wife to have Black lovers. This tape is for our insurance. It will never see the light of day, except if you break your vow of secrecy about what and who you saw here.
