We were once as normal a couple as any you might meet. Boring, I worked in an office, just another peon. My wife worked retail, moving up to head cashier and we were happy. Boring. Normal, Maybe that was the issue. I digress…
There was this man that often bought groceries at the store she worked at. Over time, it became obvious the he looked for her. Always going to her register, or one near her, striking up conversation with her. Yes, she told me about it, how she thought had had the hots for her. She also casually mentioned that she thought he was hot too.
He was tall, perhaps a couple of inches above six feet. When I happened to be in the store when he stopped by, my wife introduced me to him. I was a bit surprised. We are not racist, but Ugochuko is as black as midnight. I had to admit he was good looking and obviously worked out, he chest well formed, his legs slim but muscular and his arms bulging in the T-shirt he was wearing.
“Oh, so you are this lovely ladies husband?” His Nigerian accent lilting and attractive.
“Yes, I am David. My wife talks about you a bit. ” I winked at him with this. He smiled and you could tell as he turned and looked at my wife, that he liked what he was looking at. Michelle is in a word beautiful. How I ever caught her eye I will never know. Five feet six inches tall, dark brown hair and green eyes. Her breasts even outside a bra are perfect pyramids, her nipples small with small areolas that turn me on every time I see them. Long, sexy legs that she loved showing off in skirts. My wife often catches the eye of men and it has never bothered me. Now, I am nothing to look at. I keep in shape, I don’t tend towards fat, but I am nothing special. Five feet ten inches tall, I guess average normal looks. Like I said, nothing special. I am not the jealous type, but I was curious about what her thoughts were about certain men. Especially this man.
A few weeks later my wife was planning our first dinner party. We had been married for four years, but had just moved into a nicer apartment, a three bedroom. The apartment had more space then we were used to, and we were still trying to figure out exactly what we would be doing with it. But, the apartment has big dining room and we had managed to scrape together enough for a very nice dining room set.
Once we were settled in, my wife decided she wanted to have a dinner party. First she invited her best friend, a woman she had known since she was a kid. Elise is pretty if a bit shy and at this point did not date much. Elise is the same age as my wife, twenty six at this point, myself twenty-seven. She wanted her to bring a date, but Elise did not know anyone. Because she knew no one my wife decided to invite a man she barely knew. Yes, Ugochuko, a man we barely knew but she, my wife, decided to invite him for our Friday night get together and he accepted. At the small event we had invited another couple from my work, Tom and his wife Jennie. So it would be the six of us.
I could tell a long tale here, but that is not the point of this story. It turned out that Ugy had eyes only for my wife. It was obvious, accept maybe to Tom and Jennie, that Elise was uncomfortable the night turned out to be more of a bust then we had anticipated. But, I think it set into motion the change in our lives. In our sex life.
A few weeks later I received a promotion. It was the kind of promotion one only dreamed of in my work. It was in sales, and though I had no experience management saw something in me and gave me the chance to prove myself. I excelled, I loved the work, but it meant travel and time away from my Michelle.
It was my second trip, I would be in New Your, Philadelphia and Boston for a few weeks. Michelle was not upset, told me to do my thing and that she would be fine. In a way I felt a bit surprised, expecting some kind negative response, but Michelle has always been supportive. But, maybe being just a little bit hurt would have been okay with me. Anyway…
I had been working for a week in New York city and would be catching a train to Philly the following day. I was sitting at my laptop, going over some notes when my Zoom popped up telling me my wife was trying to contact me. We talked every day, so I was not surprised she had zoomed me. Her face and upper body appeared on the screen with a big smile on her face. “How ya doin’, babe? How’s the trip going?”
“Good love, how is my beautiful wife?” I thought to myself, I could be wrong, but I think she blushed. It was a bit strange, but I let the thought slip from my mind. “Everything going okay there?”
“No problem here, love. But, I do have a surprise for you. I am a bit nervous about it, but…, well…, let me stand back. What do you think of this?” Michelle was referring to a brand new nightie, perhaps a dark purple or blue in color, hard to tell over zoom. It was tight across her breasts and her nipples were prominent poking through the top. It was one piece and barely went below her crotch. Her new lingerie very sexy. My cock immediately came to attention in my pants and I had to adjust myself.
She must have seen the gesture for she said, “Oh, then… You like it? Good, good…” She came back to the computer and sat down. She continued. “Well, I have a surprise for you. You remember you asked me about Ugy, and what I would like him to do to me…?” With that she gave an off hand laugh.
“I remember, babe.” Was my response.
“Well, Ugy is too good a guy to actually try anything with me. But, well… Here is your surprise. Just one sec. I have two other camera’s set up, one on the dresser and another on the side table for different angles. Let me connect them and see if you can get them to work on your end.” After a few minutes of fussing we managed to get the two cameras and the camera on her laptop to work. The two cameras she had set up I could zoom and move side to side, the laptop camera I was just able to zoom in.
“So, what is up…?” I had what I am sure was an evil grin on my face. I was not sure what she was up to but my cock was twitching in anticipation.
Just as I asked this I hear the doorbell ring on her end. We had a wireless doorbell receiver in our bedroom. “One sec, I will be right back…” I was going to ask her if she was going to put on a robe or something but she was quick to leave the room before I could ask.
What seemed like an eon but I am sure it was five minutes, my wife came into the room leading a man into the room hand in hand. He was tall, perhaps the same couple of inches over six feet that Ugy is. But though in good shape, he is thinner, with a broad smile and a bit of an embarrassed look about him as he walked into the room.
To say he was black is an understatement. Dark as midnight, a gleaming and perfect smile. Without preamble my wife stepped into his arms and kissed him passionately. At first he was a bit taken aback, but quickly he got into it and began to return her kiss in kind. The two held the kiss for more then a few heartbeats and my cock twitched even more. I could see her prominent nipples pressing against his chest and I found myself unzipping my pants. I quickly turned off my side of the video, though neither seemed to be paying attention to me anyway.
I know what the reader must be thinking. That I should be jealous, but I was not. I realized then, and now, she loves me but loves the idea of me watching her not just with a man. But with black men. It was also true, she enjoys being with black men. It is so hot to see a black man against her alabaster skin. Yes very hot.
As I watched his hands gripped her shoulders. He pushed her to her knees and she began to take off his pants as he slipped out of his pullover. Quickly he was out of his shoes and socks as she stripped him of his underwear.
His cock popped out. Although not huge, it was definitely larger then my six inches. This man’s cock was probably seven or so inches, but fatter than mine. At any rate you could see she was excited. In this image it was at full attention as she looked up at him and grasped it.
“Say nothing, love.” She began. “He is not to know your name, or anything about you. Now…, do you want me to suck your cock baby?” Her attention completely on him was such a turn-on and I now had my own smaller cock in my hand.
“Yes Michelle… Suck my cock.” His voice was rich, melodic and I could tell it turned Michelle on. She looked up at him, his cock still in her hand. My wife was on her knees on what I knew was an uncomfortable wooden floor. It was so hot to watch as she placed her mouth on his cock and began to suck up and down on it. She moaned around it, which I had never heard her do while sucking my cock, but again, I was not jealous. I was and am just too excited to feel that emotion, at all.
Michelle had never been exuberant when sucking my cock. But she loved taking his cock into her mouth and smiled around it, glancing at the screen to make sure I was watching. That is when she realized I had turned off the camera at my end. “Back on Mr. I want to see you. I want to see you playing with that cock of yours.” God, she was so exciting. Her words, her look almost exotic as she stroked his cock.
For my part I turned the camera back on. “Lower, love. I want to see your cock baby.” I did, but I was embarrassed at my six inch cock in comparison to his his fatter cock. But I did as I was told. I was as hard as a rock and she could see it on her laptop screen. “Good, now no cumming. You can play all you want, but you are to save that cum for when you get home.” I moaned aloud which just made her smile even more.
With that she momentarily released his cock and pushed up her nightie slightly and removed her underwear. Once again grasping his cock she walked him to the bed and as the camera was slightly off I switched to the camera on the dresser. Michelle must have guessed this, for she suddenly climbed onto the bed so that I had a side view of her on her hands and knees.
“Now baby, tease my pussy with that cock of yours.” As I watched he climbed behind her. His cock was the rigid. I could see my wife really wanted it inside her. First he gently slid his hand up her right hip onto her back, petting her, caressing her up and down. I could not see his other hand, but I think he was doing the same on her left hip, with his left hand. “Mmmm,” she moaned. Obviously enjoying the attention. He pushed slightly forward and then grasped his member with his left hand so I could see what he was doing. Slowly, teasingly, he ran just the tip of his cock up her slit and I zoomed in to get a better look. Again my wife moaned, “Yeeeesss. Mmmm.”
“You are so wet. Are you ready baby?” He asked. She looked back at him, I could see the look of lust on her face as I zoomed out slightly. She nodded yes and he pushed, his cock gently into her obviously wet pussy pussy. She grimaced slightly, turning her face forward now as he pumped three or four times to get his cock into her. She reached back with one hand spreading her ass cheek and giving him better access. I zoomed in closer again, just in time to see his cock enter my wife’s pussy. “Ohhh, f-fuck. Slowly…, baby. Slow…” Was all she said as he began to pump purposefully into her body. More and more, my wife smiling as he pushed his dick up and into her love canal.
Michelle’s face was red, I could see her biting her lip in the cute way I always loved. But not from my cock. My wife was obviously enjoying cock pumping in and out of her pussy. He suddenly stopped, letting her make the pace. “Fuck me, baby. Let me know when you are comfortable…” With his comment she just nodded her head and began to slowly move back and forth on his cock. Closing her eyes, beginning to get into his huge cock, her love canal adjusting to his cock, she moaned aloud.
“Ohhh, f-fuck. Yes…, fuck me. I am good now. Fuck me baby.” My wife said. I had to stop my own stroking or I was going to cum and had been ordered not to. It was so hot. This dark man with his fucking his cock into her pussy as he grasped my wife at the waist, a hand on either side just above her hips gripping her tightly. Closing his eyes, leaning his head back he began to fuck into her with more force.
“Ohhh, f-fuck. So…, so tight. Yes, you feel so good.” Her lover said to her. At this point my wife licked her hand and reached back between her legs to help lubricate herself as he fucked her. “Fuck, soooo good.” He continued.
“Yes b-baby. Fill me up. Cum inside me baby…” My Michelle moaned with pure desire, pure need. I could see now that she was completely wet. I could hear wet sounds as his body slapped against hers. His entire manhood inside her, fucking my wife now harder and harder. Michelle leaned forward, grasping the sheets on either side of her pillow, her face now in the pillow grunting with each time he stabbed into my wife’s sexy body. She groaned, barely able to keep from sliding forward as he began to pound her.
It was at this point I realized he was not wearing a condom. We had decided not to have kids for a couple of years, Michelle was on the pill, but I worried. As it turned out I decided to get tested for when we decided we wanted children. It turned out my sperm count is so low I could probably never get her pregnant anyway. But she stayed on the pill for now, just in case.
How well did she know this guy? But I quickly put those thoughts aside as I had to once again quit stroking myself. I felt it would not do to cum and not follow my wife’s instructions.
She looked over at the screen, she made a grimace and a kissing motion with her lips as he pumped her even harder. “Fuck, fuck, fuck… Jesus, f-fuck…” A grimace of pain/pleasure on her face as he used her. She reached up, pulled her nightie down and squeezed her right breast for me as this Adonis of a man fucked her as hard as I am sure she had ever been fucked.
“Oh…, gonna cum. Gonna c-cum baby. Gonna give you my load…” He moaned, his rich, cultured voice some how at odds with his very prosaic words of need. His words of urgent and imminent release. I could her his body slapping against hers, at this point her nightie had slipped all the way to her shoulders, her perfect breasts swinging back and forth adding to my own ardor. I wanted to touch myself, but knew if I did that I would not be able to stop so I merely watched as this nameless black man fucked my wife.
“Uh, uh, uh, f-fuck…, cumming…, cumming baby. Fuck yes, Oh God YES…!” The last he yelled at the top of his lungs, the mic on her laptop actually vibrating with feedback as he pumped his cum into my my Michelle. I moaned, knowing how much he was enjoying her and Michelle looked my way a smile on her face for she had heard me. There was still a slight grimace on her face, but I realized some where in there she had cum herself, maybe more than once.
Finally he began to slow and release her hips, I could see the marks of his fingers in her skin. She fell onto the bed, mostly naked. The side view of her right breast turned me on as he slid up next to her, on her left side opposite the camera. The black gentleman lay back, sighed and said not a word as she got up and came over the the camera, her nightie falling into place. “Okay babe. Shows over. He is gonna fuck me some more but that’s our private time.” She blew me a kiss and ended our session not giving me a chance to object, or even say a word.
She would never tell me what she did after she hung up on our video call. I was in Philadelphia the next day when she called my on my cell. I think I heard just a bit of nervousness in her voice as she asked me, “So, love… What did you think?”
At first I did not know how to respond and I intentionally let her hang for a few seconds. Finally, wondering what she was thinking, I did reply. “Okay…, it was hot. As hot as anything I have ever witnessed… Or, even thought of witnessing. God, babe. If I can be blunt… His cock going in and out of you was such a turn on. I know you loved it.”
“I was not sure how you would take it. But I hoped you would like watching.”
“I did babe. What did you do after you hung up on me so abruptly?”
“Oh, babe. That’s part of the fun. The mystery. You will just have to wonder.”
I would be lying if I said I was not disappointed. “Ba-abe,” I said in a pleading voice.
“No, no lover… All your cajoling, all your begging is not going to get me to tell you anything.”
“Well,” I began, “So, are you. I mean…, again?”
“I guess you will find out.” Our conversation continued about normal things, I gave her my schedule and told her I would have the following Saturday off and she could call me either Friday night or Saturday some time. She said, “You do know I love you…, right?”
“Yes babe, I get it. Love you too.”
Part 2
Okay. At this point the reader must be asking themselves how I was not upset. Or, they might ask how my wife knew I would not be upset. In truth I have no answer for you We know each other pretty well. There is an unusual connection between us that goes beyond husband and wife. I can’t quite explain it, but since the day we met there is almost a psychic bond between us. We think things at the same time. It’s weird, but there it is.
A few days later, that Friday I ended up going out to dinner with a coworker. We got to talking of this and that and I headed back to the hotel a little later then I had planned. I had been in meetings that day and I had turned off my phone. It was as we were leaving the restaurant/bar that I remembered I had forgotten to turn my phone back on.
Michelle had sent a half dozen texts and by the sixth one she was not very happy. I quickly called her back and explained what had happened. “You are lucky. I was just about to…, well never mind. Get to your room and turn on your laptop. We will be waiting.” With that cryptic message in my mind I ran to my room excited about what was going to happen. I mean, at this point I imagined a thousand things.
I quickly got settled in the bed this time, in nothing but my underwear with the laptop next to me on the bed. I was already hard, anticipating what she might be up to when she zoomed me and I quickly responded. “Good boy, you did not take your time. Settled in babe?” I of course told her I was and then she turned her laptop and I saw a camera in her hand. It was one of those Go-pro or something like it and we had not owned one.
“I bought this today for our little adventure tonight. This evening I am going to be the camera person. With that she turned the camera and I saw Elise, her friend, standing there in nothing but a bra and sexy undies. I had always thought of Elise as shy, but she stood before me a big grin on her face. I hesitated for a few seconds from shock and Michelle quickly turned the camera back. “Well, if you are not interested… ”
“No, no! I’m sorry, I was just in shock!”
“Okay, so I need you to beg Elise to watch before I can turn the laptop back and turn on the hand held camera.”
My wife was doing this to embarrass me and I am sure I turned eight shades of pink, but I did as I was told. “Oh…, of course… P-please Elise? May I watch? May I please watch? ”
Elise replied, “I guess. But as Michelle has told me, you are not allowed to cum.., okay?”
As last time I was given this instruction, I groaned but of course said, “Yes Ma’am”
With that we fussed for a minute and then she managed to get the streaming from the Go-pro to work so I could see the laptop on the dresser, the bed in profile. As I watched, my wife holding the handheld at the end of the bed, Elise climbed on the bed. She lay back and as I watched she slowly took off her bra and released her small but perky breasts. My cock was as hard as a rock and yes I stared at her as she teased me by running her hands over her breasts, tweaking her nipples, rubbing up an down her beautiful body, down to her waist.
“Like what you see..” She asked. I did not reply and it was only later I realized she probably could not see me nod my head from across the room on the bed. But as I watched she slid her hand under the pillow, my pillow, and pulled out a dildo. From where I sat it looked huge, but through the camera I could not really tell. She tried not to, but I could hear my wife’s breathing as she held the camera on the action. I realized that my wife was turned on. I would have to keep that little tidbit of information for a later date.
At this point she smiled at the camera that my wife held, lifted her underwear up with her left hand and slid that toy underneath. I could see her rubbing her slit and I was so turned on watching another woman masturbate. Slowly, up and down what I new was her opening, underneath, bulging her undies as it went up and down. There was a look on her face, a look of pure lust. “Mmmm,” she moaned aloud. Still moving that toy up and down, still not pulling those underwear down and entering herself.
“Fuck, feels so good. Do you like watching me…, watching your wife’s friend get hot?”
This time I replied, “Yes…, yes I do. You are fucking hot Elise.”
“Oh good…, but even though I would not mind, Michelle tells me you will never get to touch me. Michelle made that very clear. ”
I already knew that, but I can’t say I was not disappointed. I replied, “I know, but God I love to watch.”
“Oh good…” That was my wife from behind the camera. “You are going to have a very good show tonight.” As if on cue, the doorbell rang and my wife set the camera next to the laptop on the dresser. I now had two slightly different pictures of Elise half naked. She quickly put the dildo under the pillow and the only thought I had was that, I could not wait to smell that pillow case.
A few minutes later my wife walked back into the room. I heard her as she picked up the camera. I witnessed her black stud, the same guy, climb on the bed. He immediately reached down and removed Elise’s undies and pushed her legs back and up. Without a word, he placed his already rigid member against her opening. She nodded her head yes and he slowly pushed his cock into her pussy. “Oh…, oh f-fuck. S-slow. Let me get really wet…”
He smiled down at her as he leaned over her, my wife now pointing the camera from the opposite side of the bed at his cock very slowly moving in and out of her. “Are you okay, baby? Am I hurting
you?” The black stud said.
“You…, you are fine. Fuck, yes, it feels so good. Deeper, stud…” He pushed bit by bit, she moaned with each further entry with his cock. As I watched his cock penetrated her deeper and deeper. “Oh fuck…, God, fuck me. Y-you can go faster now. Fuck me…, yes fuck me…”
He pushed her legs wider and her knees all the way back onto the bed. Elise is very flexible and it was hot as my wife panned out so I could really see him now stab his cock down into her. He moaned in pleasure, “Oh…, okay f-fuck, I am going to use you now baby. Like you asked…, okay?”
“Yes lover… I am ready. F-fuck me. Fuck me good stud.” He took her at her word. His hands slid up her slim, muscular and sexy legs, gripping her ankles now as he powered his cock all the way into her. Elise was in just a little pain, both Michelle and I could see that. But Elise did not tell him to stop. “Fuuuuck! Oh God, f-fuck, you…, oh my God. Your cock, it is so good. Fuck, cumming stud. I am cumming on your cock.”
She was, I could see her cum coating his cock with the high resolution camera. I almost came right then and there and I had not touched myself at all. My cock poked into my underwear uncomfortably as I watched him arch his back, fucking Elise so very hard. “Gnah, gnah, f-fuck. Ah, ah.” He made noises of pure pleasure and then he began to slow, fucking her less and less. Finally he stopped and pulled his cock out of her pussy. She lay back, a sheen of sweat on her forehead I could see from the camera on the dresser. The stud had not cum, and I was quickly to learn why.
It took a couple of minutes but finally Elise stood up and walked over to my wife on the opposite side of the bed. She took the camera and they both moved to the right side of the bed where I watched both from the laptop, and the camera held now in Elise’s hands. As I watched, my wife dropped to her knees and her stud put his cock into her mouth. Grasping her head roughly, he began to fuck her mouth, her face, immediately in a rough and quick manner. “Y-yes…, fuck yes. I am g-going to choke you. Take my cock baby. Take it…” He did not hold back. He forced his cock into her mouth, down her throat. The dark skinned man was rough, and Michelle choked, gagging noises being picked up by the camera mic. There was no echo from the laptop, Michelle must have turned off the mic to her computer.
The rhythmic sound of his cock, her choking sounds, “Ack, ack, ack, ack…” His cock stabbing in and out of her mouth, spit now pouring down her chin, so much saliva. I realized she was doing this for me, to turn me on at seeing her used this way. She was a real champ, her hands at her sides, I could tell she wanted to lift them up and stop him. But she let him use her, fuck her face faster and faster, almost all his cock into her face.
“Ohhh, f-fuck, you…, you, God… So good baby. Fuck, here I go. Oh fuck…, I am g-going to cum. Oh YESSSSS! ” He pulled back and as I watched he shot a huge load into her mouth. She still made a choking sound and some of his cum, a lot of his cum dripped down her chin, down her neck. I had to admit it was so hot to watch this stud fuck my wife’s face. He screamed as he released, “FUCK, S-SO HOT, FUCK YES…, FUCK YES!” It was all I could do to keep from touching myself. The idea of her face being fucked with Elise’s juices all over that cock was so fucking hot. I was almost hypnotized watching my wife get used, and though I should have been concerned, my own desire, my own heat, made me not even think of Michelle’s discomfort. Eventually he finished using my wife’s face and she sat back on the floor, obviously exhausted from his using her mouth as a cunt.
“Okay,” my wife said to me. “I hope you enjoyed the show, but that is it for tonight. Myself, Elise and our lover will finish the evening. Remember what I said, no cumming.”
Again I moaned with frustration. I was beginning to realize, my wife now controlled our sex life.