I lay on the bed, just a pair of boxer shorts covering my modesty as I watched my wife move around the room. She was carefully selecting her outfit, at least if you could call it an outfit as it was only lingerie. Then, finished she stood in front of me, as I admired the view. She was a brunette, with long hair, brown eyes and red bee stung lips. Below she wore a black. cupless bra which pushed her nipples up and out while further down a black suspender belt and stockings framed her bald pussy.

“And you’ve met this guy before?” I asked worried about the risk she was taking.

“Yes, we fucked after that girl’s night out last week.”

I nodded carefully, we had been in the swinger scene for a while, a scene in which she rode a lot of cock, and I largely just watched on as her cuck. However, this was the first time she had proposed having a guy come back to the house.

“So why this guy?” I asked, it was a question I had asked three times before because I was worried about if I could protect her.

“Because he has a gorgeous black cock, and he promised to fuck me in the ass.”

“From what you said though, I am not sure I can protect you.”

She had been doing her makeup in the mirror at the side of the room and shot me a look of frustration. “Why would I need protecting?”

“Because you are letting this guy into our house, and you said he is 6 foot 3 and with muscles to match.”

“Darling, he is going to fuck me bareback, not beat you up.”

I hesitated for a moment as I watched her paint her lips for the second time that hour.

The doorbell rung and for a moment, ice seemed to flow through my veins. “That will be him,” she said as she dropped the lip gloss. “Get into the wardrobe.”

Doing as I was told I rose from the bed and crossed the room. The wardrobe was built into the wall and had a full-length sliding door. Inside I had constructed a seat for just this eventuality. Plopping myself into it, my wife slid the door closed until there was just a crack of light through which I could see the bed. Thankfully I had set up CCTV cameras throughout the house with a leave feed directly into my little den and, my hands shaking, I switched the television on.  

My wife descended the stairs, her legs wobbling slightly as she got giddy with the thought of what was about to happen to her. I worried she would fall and we would both end up unsatisfied, but she made it to the bottom and with a twist of the handle opened the door. If any of the neighbours had been passing, they would have seen everything as she opened the door fully to expose her outfit and body to the world.

The plan worked and I watched as her lover stepped through the door, he was as tall as she had described and was wearing a tight t-shirt which emphasised his muscles. She melted into his arms and as he closed the door with one hand, he pinned her to the wall with the other, causing her to gasp.

My wife could be a squirter at times and I noticed that the floor directly beneath her was suddenly wet, the sexual power he was exuding, causing her to gush immediately.  They kissed, intensely, greedily, while the hand he had used to close the door rose up her body until it clasped around her neck, the fingers squeezing against the skin.

“Fuck me,” I heard her scream from all the way downstairs as now the man reached between her legs and with his immense strength lifted her from the floor by holding her pussy.

He climbed the stairs, holding her by the neck and vagina, and then, I heard a noise as he entered our bedroom and threw my wife on the bed. Part of me wanted to rush from the wardrobe and try and save her but I knew that not only was it futile, but that she was completely absorbed in the moment anyway.

She climbed onto her knees and swayed back and fore in front of the man before carefully bending forward and undoing the belt to his trousers. “I need it,” she said as I watched her reach through the open fly and pull out the huge, pulsating trouser snake that he had hidden down there. My wife kissed the head gently, before licking the whole length of the top of the shaft with her tongue.

It thrilled me and I felt my little cock straining against the chastity cage that my wife had put me in. My mind raced with thoughts, not only of my sexy and slutty wife but also of the man who was about to take her.

Dropping his trousers to the floor, he stripped his t-shirt off to reveal his muscular chest. While, through the gap in the wardrobe door I could admire the muscles of his back as they flexed as he moved.

Then, climbing onto the bed, he pushed my guided my wife onto her back and I could see that she was already very wet, already very ready to be filled by him. For a moment, he seemed to just hold himself above her, his cock hanging between her legs, like a snake looking for its target and then he lowered himself, pushing his way into her hole while she groaned with pleasure.

The two of them fucked, his enormous, black, tool pounding in and out of her pale, smooth cunt while they kissed and fondled each other’s upper bodies. It did not take long either, my wife’s legs wrapping up and around her lover, her body pulling taut as she came onto the eager thrusts of his pole.

He smiled, at the experience, and then sliding out, he helped her roll over and I watched as she presented her tight bum for him. In the middle was a butt plug, with a small red jewel in the centre of it.

“Are you sure about this?” the man asked as he slowly slid the object from her ass.

“Absolutely, I love to play with big toys in my bum when I get a chance.”

“OK,” the man said and as I watched I saw the head of his cock push against the outside of her most secretive of holes.

I worried that her body would want to resist such a giant dick, but instead she managed to calm herself enough that he slid in with ease. A low, grunt of pain followed by a high-pitched keening of pleasure as he carefully inserted himself all the way in.

“Fuck me!” my wife demanded again and I struggled to contain my excitement as I watched the man pound my wife’s butthole with his enormous, bareback, black cock.

It must have been pleasurable, intensely pleasurable, as she came very quickly, her body tensing and releasing in a series of quick and violent orgasms. Then, exhausted she lay there for a moment as her lover continued to thrust into her until, she had recovered just enough to raise her head and look over her shoulder at him, “fill me,” she said.

“Fill you?” the man asked.

“Yes, fill me, I want to feel you cum into my ass.”

The man laughed and then grunted as he bucked three times, each time seeming to lock him in place more than the time before until his body finally relaxed and he collapsed on top of her.

Together they lay there, his cock still inside her even as its swelling reduced, so large was it while she, trapped beneath him, gasped for air.

I continued to watch as he rolled off my wife, lying on his back, his huge cock wet and limp as it lay across his thigh. Meanwhile I could only wonder at how the love of my life felt as she carefully, rose from the bed, cum leaking from her stretched asshole. Dragging herself across the sheets, she managed to find her balance before gingerly walking out of the room in the direction of the bathroom.  

For a moment the bedroom was in total silence, disturbed only by the gentle breathing of the man as he lay there. Then, sitting up, he smiled and slid off the bed and walked over to the wardrobe. The door was mirrored, so I held my breath, hoping he was just going to look into the mirror, but he did not, instead he put his fingers in the crack that my wife and left and slid it open, exposing me to his gaze.

“Umm,” I said nervously, worried that he would be angry.

Instead, he lifted a finger to his lips, “shhh, you don’t want her to know I have found you yet.”

“Yet?” I whispered nervously.

“You are the real reason I am here, to fulfil your desire.”

“My desire?”

“Yes,” the man said as he reached out with a hand to take hold of mine. Then, pulling gently, he guided my fingers to the thickness of his shaft.

“What is this?” I asked.

The man smiled and I saw the centre of his eyes turn red for a moment, a colour that suggested there was something more going on than this just being a black guy who had fucked my wife.

“I will make you the woman you want to be, in return, you will take a position alongside your wife in service to me.”

“Does she know about this?” I asked, worried as to what was actually going on.

“Not yet, but, if you tell her, then she will.”

I pondered the thought for a moment, “I don’t know anything about you.” I said, worried that standing up to such a powerfully built man would be something I would regret. Instead, he leaned over, until our faces almost met and as he did so he looked into my eyes. Finding I could only meet his gaze, for a moment I felt an endless blackness in the centre of his pupils as the whole thing stared to make sense to me.

“I need to drink your cum,” I said unexpectedly, catching even myself off guard.

“I know,” the man replied, “but not here.”

The sound of my wife leaving the bathroom made the man smile and he pulled the door back across and pretended that he was just admiring himself in the mirror.

“Mmm,” my wife said as she saw him, “you are hard again.”

“Anything for your pussy,” he replied and he picked her up in his arms as her cock grew again.  Then, carrying her over to the bed he sat down, holding her in the air so that he could place her onto his length. There they sat, on the edge of the bed, my wife riding his enormous cock in her already filled cunt until for the second time the man exploded, filling her fertile hole with cum.

After that, he got up and dressed, “sorry, I need to go,” he said and I watched as he made his excuses and left the house. My fucked and used wife standing in the doorway as she watched him walk away, but unknown to her, where he had sat lay a note. A note addressed to me, a note which gave a time and a location for the following day.