Unspoken Pleasure

Within a minute or so another guy came sauntering up to her and began to dance with her. She gave me a look as if she was requesting my permission. I nodded my consent. I think she was going to sit down but then the other song came on and she continued to dance, a bit more self-assured this time.

When the song was over she came back to me at the table feeling again a bit self-conscious. We went home together she was horny but I summoned up all my will power not to touch her pretending to go to sleep. After she went to sleep frustrated I got up and jerked off in the bathroom, all the while guiltily thinking of her with her black lover to be.

“It must be working,” Vincent said, “I have never seen her work out so hard. She must be really frustrated. Are you still sure about this?”

As I glanced at my wife’s tight ass doing calisthenics I told him I was.

“Well you know I could stop by tonight under some bullshit pretense and fuck her in front of you. Or I could take the time and totally turn her out. You would not be able to watch the first few times, though I could tape it for you to watch later. It is up to you.”

As I watched my wife I wondered what I should do. I was close to my goal. But the thought of her being totally corrupted, to become a thorough slave to her black lover excited me even more. I told him I would do it the second way. He knew from past conversations that I was going out of town on business. He said that would be the time.

Despite our apparent lack of a sex life my wife kissed me goodbye at the airport.

A day or so later I got an email from Vincent telling me he was meeting my wife for dinner. Part of me could not wait to see what was going to happen, while the more rational part thought I should get on the next plane and come home and stop it.

I did not hear anything for the next day or so, then an express package was left at the front desk. I saw Vincent’s name on the box and knew to open it upstairs. In my room with trembling hands I ripped the express envelop open, in the package was a DVD and a black lacy pair of crotchless panties. I recognized it as one of the new sexy ones my wife bought when we were out. They were stiff and then I realized to my horror and delight she had been fucked wearing them.

I had a meeting to go to but my mind kept lapsing back to the DVD in the room. I could not get it out of my mind. Finally late at night I went back to the room and after texting my wife goodnight I placed the DVD in the player.

After some static I saw Vincent, “Hi! Look she is coming over in a few minutes, I am going to cut out some of the boring shit! Just remember this is what you wanted.”

My wife in the next scene was in the living room. She said she felt funny being over at another man’s house by herself. He laughed saying that he was not just another man, he was her trainer. They both laughed. He said that they had to wait a moment as he was expecting an important call and offered her a glass of wine.

The next scene must have been a little bit later as they were both sitting on the couch talking.

My wife said she did not know what was up with me, that all of sudden I was not into being with her.

Vincent said maybe the change had been too much for me. She asked what change and he told her the new body, clothes, the new attitude might have intimidated me. “Some men are like that, they get afraid, sometimes they grow out of it but it takes time.”

“I don’t know how long I can hold out!” my wife blurted out and was immediately embarrassed.

He laughed and said that was okay, then he said maybe he could help out.

She asked him what he meant by that. “Well I could help you bridge the gap,” he said moving closer to her. I could swear I saw her nipples harden. She got nervous and looked like she was going to say something and then Vincent kissed her. She looked surprised for a moment then started to kiss him back.

They making out continued for another minute or so, my wife was pressing against him now. Then she stopped and said that maybe she should not be doing this.

“From what you have told me your husband has not been living up to his part of the bargain. Do you still love him?”

She nodded.

“Then let me make up for what he is not giving you,” he said as he took her hand and put it on top of his enormous bulge. He held it there for a moment then her hand squeezed his cock as a look of lust washed over her face.

He slipped off his shirt and pulled her against him as had her open his pants.

“Oh shit!” she said as she looked at his huge cock. “Its so…”

“Big? Black?”

Shyly she nodded her head. She encircled him with her hand, the hand with the wedding ring on it and started to slide it up and down. I stopped the DVD to undress. I could not believe my wife was doing this. There was still that small urge to stop what was happening but I knew that it was now too late.

I took her panties and wrapped them around my cock as I jerked off watching my wife’s interracial infidelity.

He reached out and squeezed her tits through the t-shirt she was wearing. They kissed again. He reached down and slid it off over her head revealing her tight little body, the body I had paid him to help her gain. He kissed her deeply as his hands reached in back and undid her bra, he removed it letting her tits bounce free. His hands squeezed her tits then the held one up and sucked on her nipple making her shiver.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

She spit into her palm and then continued to jerk him off marveling at how big his cock was.

He stood up towering over my wife as he kicked off his sneakers followed by his socks. My wife got up and said “Maybe we…” and he cut her off my kissing her, pulling her in close to him so her tits pressed against his chest. Her hands darted out and undid his pants the rest of the way. He let them drop down to the floor as he stepped out of them.

“Shit! It has been so long since my husband…” she tried to say to rationalize to herself what was happening as his hands unsnapped her jeans helping them join his on the floor.

Now the only thing that separated my wife from that big monster cock of his were the red panties she wore. I watched as he slid those down also and started to finger her pussy making her moan. I could hear the wet sound of her juices as she closed her eyes clinging to him.

The scene jumped forward and she was on her knees in front of him obediently sucking on his massive cock, her lips wrapped around it in nearly an airtight seal. His hands were squeezing her tits as she serviced him. But that was not enough for him, he told her to rub her pussy while she sucked his cock. My wife can sometimes be a bit shy in bed, at least with me, but not obviously for him.

He took her hand, the one full of her juices and held it up to his mouth licked off her fingers, then let it go and told her to keep rubbing.

The scene shifted and they were in the bedroom, he must have had the whole house wired for video; so now I knew where some of those training fees went.

My wife was on the bed as he slipped a rubber onto his cock. “I can’t believe I am doing this.”

“What! Cheating on your husband or about to get fucked by a black man.”

“Both!”

“So until today you never even gave a brother a chance. Huh! Well that is going to change.”

He got on the bed. I thought to myself that this was the moment where our marriage changes forever. He lined up his cock with my wife’s pussy and slowly pushed it in as she made one long slow groan. In the hotel room, days after the event I came watching that massive cock slide into my wife’s cunt.

I paused the DVD and cleaned up. I dropped the soiled panties I had just jerked off in inside the waste basket, then thinking better of it I hung them in the shower to dry out and took a towel and laid it on the floor. I became a bit self-conscious and plugged in a set of headphones into my computer and unpaused the scene.

Amy kissed him deeply as he fucked her. At this point the tape jumped from scene to scene. He had her get on top of him then he plowed her from behind. She must of cum a dozen times as I watched. She moaned pleading for him to fuck her deeper with his black cock.

“I am about to cum!” he yelled as he bucked hard. When my wife got off of him his rubber looked so full it wanted to split. She peeled it off of him and threw it into the wastepaper basket on the side of the bed. He stuck his hand between her legs and rubbed her pussy. She grabbed his cock, still covered with his cum, and took it into her mouth and started to suck it hard again.