One Lucky Man

On the way to the party my wife gave me explicate instructions on how I was to behave for the evening.  Ever the submissive husband, I agreed to follow them down to the last detail as she grabbed my crotch giving me a firm squeeze.

As I parked the car, I glanced over at my hot wife.  My heart raced just looking at her long slender body.  She was wearing a new skirt and blouse.  Both fit her great giving her that “please look at me” appearance.  On her ankle was her favorite ankle bracelet indicating she was free to have sex even though she was married with her husband in tow.  I knew she was wearing sexy black lace panties under her skirt because she had made sure I saw them as she dressed for the party.  She knew how horny those black panties made me.

We walked together from the car to the front door of the house where the party was already in full swing.  My wife had a key to the door and she inserted it in the lock before turning to me with her wicked little smile.

“If you’re a good little boy tonight you might get lucky later.”

With that she unlocked the front door and we entered to the sounds of Maroon Five and conversations with scattered laughter coming from the back part of the down stairs area.  Locking the door back my wife turned and walked toward the sounds.  As instructed on the drive over, I proceeded up the stairs and entered the first bedroom on the right.  Undressing down to my briefs, I walked to the corner of the room and sat down on a chair to wait.

What seemed like an hour passed as my thoughts wondered what my wife was doing down stairs.  From time to time faint voices could be heard, however, it was impossible to make out the conversations.  Finally my wife entered the room.  She stood at the doorway and told me to stand.  I knew she was just checking to make sure I was doing as instructed by her earlier.  She looked at my cock to make certain it was limp.  With a slight smile she raised her skirt slowly until I could see her black panties.

“Pull your cock out of your underwear.”  She commanded in a low even voice.

I did as I was told and stood holding it in my hand.  I watched as she lowered her skirt back down.

“I’ve decided to let one of the men down stairs fuck me tonight.”  She stated in a matter of fact tone.

I felt my cock growing stiff in my hand.  Her eyes glanced down and then back up to my face.

“You’re getting excited thinking about him fucking your precious wife, admit it.”  She whispered.

“Yes.”  I replied.

“Yes, what?”  She asked.

“Yes, I’m getting excited thinking about you fucking him.”

“Take you hand off your cock.”

I quickly removed my hand as my hardened cock stood at attention.

My wife walked over to me and grabbed my balls.

“If you so much as touch your cock again tonight without me giving you permission I’ll jerked your nuts out by the roots.  Understood?”

Before I could speak she kissed my cheek while squeezing my balls firmly.

“Yes, I understand.”  I told her.

“Good.  Now sit down and be a good little boy while I’m down stairs fucking.”

I watched as she left the room.  My cock felt like it was about to explode because she had denied me an orgasm for the past week in preparation for the party.  My mind raced with visions of my wife with another man.  How did he look?  Was he handsome?  Did he have a huge cock?  Would she suck his cock before spreading her slender legs for him?  How many times would she fuck him?  Would he invite his friends to join in on the fun as he used my wife as a whore?  Would he make her cum?

Without notice one of my wife’s friends entered the bedroom and closed the door behind her.  She turned and looked at me sitting naked on the chair in the corner.  I immediately felt the humiliation building inside my mind.  I knew she had been sent by my wife to further my degradation while my wife was down stairs having the time of her life.

“My, my, what have we here?”  My wife’s friend asked.

I looked down as she approached where I was sitting.

“So here you sit with a hard on while your wife is getting fucked by another man.  Have you been touching your cock?”

I continued to look down because I knew if I looked at the woman before she asked me to, I would be scolded and belittled even more.

“Answer me you sorry ass excuse for a man!” She demanded while grabbing a hand full of my hair.

“No.”  I replied as she jerked my head up by the hair on my head.

“Why is your cock hard if you haven’t been playing with it?”

“I was just sitting her thinking about my wife, that’s all…”

Before I could finish she jerked my head hard to the right and smacked my cheek hard with her other hand.

“You’ve been a bad boy.  I think you’ve been sitting up here jerking off thinking about your wife’s tight little pussy getting used by a stranger.  I think you need to be punished.”

I felt my cheek sting from the second slap as my cock swelled even harder.

“Maybe I need to describe to you what your wife is doing down there with that other man.  Would you like that you?  Of course you would.  You would like that more than anything.”

She released my hair and grabbed my cock firmly giving it a hard twist and a couple of strokes.

“Such a small cock compared to the man fucking your wife.”  She told me with a wicked smile.

Her hand continued to stroke my cock firmly.  I knew I had to resist having an orgasm even though my cock felt ready to explode from the stimulation her hand was giving me.  The worst thing that could happen would be for me to lose my load and have my wife’s friend take a hand full of cum down stairs and show her I had been aroused to the point of climax.

“Let me help you make it soft.  I’ll make it feel all better.”

She dropped to her knees and kissed the head of my penis running her tongue slowly around my swollen gland.  Her hand continued to stroke it firmly up and down.

“Tell me you want me to suck your cock!”  She suddenly demanded.

I knew if I weakened and asked her to suck me off she would tell my wife I begged her to make me cum.  I remained silent trying to think of anything that would help me delay having an orgasm.

“Your wife is getting her cunt reamed right now by another man’s huge cock.  Don’t you want me to suck your cock dry?”  She teased as her other hand squeezed my balls.

I felt my climax building despite my thoughts working over time to stop it from erupting.

“No, please stop…”  I begged as she sucked down hard on the head of my cock.

Her mouth slide up and down on the shaft of my cock as her warm mouth sucked even harder on the sensitive head.  As if sensing my pending climax, she stopped suddenly and squeezed the base of my cock hard.  The sudden change in sensation along with the hard pressure on the base of my cock caused my urge to cum to subside.

“What’s the matter, don’t you want to cum in my mouth?  Don’t you want me to swallow your precious load?  I won’t tell your wife.  It will be our little secret.  She’ll never know unless you tell her.”  My wife’s friend teased.

I knew better.  If I allowed her make me climax and didn’t tell my wife, she would not only tell her, she would show her evidence of her success.

“No, I must save it for my wife.”  I told her as calmly as possible.

She released her grip on my cock and stood up in front of me.

“I think you want to fuck me.”  She whispered in a sexy voice.

She slowly started to unbutton her blouse.  Her blond hair fell in loose curls around her face framing a wicked smile.

“Just think how good my wet pussy will feel to your cock.”

Reaching behind her back she unfastened her bra freeing her breast and exposing her hard nipples.  She then unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it revealing a skimpy white thong that seemed to glow in the dim light against her tanned skin.  Her hand reached to remove her thong panties.

“No, please don’t…”  I pleaded to no avail.

She removed her panties and stood naked in front of me.  I could plainly see her completely shaven pussy and the swollen bud of her clit peeking from the folds of her slit.  She parted her legs and placed one foot on the chair next to my balls.  Her toes gently touching them with a slight nudge as she ran the fingers of her right hand over her clit parting the lips of her pussy.

“Don’t you want to lick my little pussy?”  She whispered in a husky voice.

“I can’t…”  I almost begged in a weak voice.

“Yes you can and you will!”  She hissed as her foot pushed hard into my balls.

A sharp pain shot into my groin from the quick jab of her foot.  She grabbed the hair on my head and pulled my face toward her clit.  The faint smell of her sweet perfume filled my nostrils.

“Lick my clit you bastard!”  My wife’s friend commanded.

I tried to turn my face away as she shoved my face hard into her pussy burying my nose in her slit.

The door to the bedroom opened with a click.  Even though I was not in a position to see who had entered I heard my wife’s voice whisper in a stern tone.

“What the fuck is going on here?”

Her friend released her grip on my hair and turned slightly toward the bedroom door.

“Your husband is trying to lick my pussy.”  Her friend replied.

“Oh, so he’s hunger for pussy… I’ve got some he can eat.  A nice freshly fucked one he can clean up.”  My wife stated in a snide tone.

My wife’s friend moved back a couple of steps to make room for my wife as she approached where I was sitting.

“So you’ve been a naughty boy I see…”  My wife stated in a harsh voice.

I continued to look down feeling very humiliated and knowing no matter what I said my wife would treat me as if I had been the one trying to lick her friend’s pussy.

“Get on the bed and lay on you back.”  My wife commanded.

I moved to the bed and waited.

“I’ve been down stairs getting my pussy creamed by a man with a huge cock.  He fucked me so hard I came twice.  It felt so good but my clit is tender so I want you to lick it softly while my friend watches.  Do you understand?” 

“Yes.”  I replied softly.

My wife was still naked from the party she had just left down stairs.  She crawled onto the bed and straddled my face placing her clit just above my mouth.  I could immediately smell the other man’s cum as it oozed from my wife’s vagina.

“Clean it up good.”  My wife whispered in an excited voice.

She loved this part of the evening the most knowing how humiliated this made me feel having one of her friends watch me being dominated by her.  She slowly lowered her pussy onto my mouth.  My tongue licked gently along her slit until it found the freshly fucked opening of her vagina.  I could taste the blend of her juices mixed with the other man’s cum.  I inserted my tongue and sucked gently while licking back and forth.  My wife’s hips rocked slowly as her orgasm slowly built.

“Suck that cum out of my pussy… I want you to swallow all of it.  Clean it up good you bad boy.  I saw you licking my friend’s pussy… oh, ohhh…”

She pressed hard against my mouth as she came hard.  Her body jerked quickly several times and she rolled onto her side pulling my head by the hair to maintain contact with my mouth as I adjusted my position between her legs.  My ass exposed to her friend as I lay on my stomach continuing to gently lick my wife’s quivering pussy.

“Eat that pussy!”  Her friend hissed as she smacked my ass hard with her hand.

My wife’s friend continued to smack my ass occasionally with her hand as I sucked and licked my wife’s cum drenched pussy.  After a few minutes my wife pushed my head away from her pussy.

“Go sit back in the chair.”  My wife told me.

Her friend was sitting on the edge of the bed watching my humiliation.  My wife rolled on her side toward her friend.

“That was the first black man I’ve ever fucked.”  My wife told her friend.

Her friend relaxed across the end of the bed propped on her elbow.

“My god he was huge.  I thought he was going to tear my vagina when he first started fucking me.”

“I know what you mean.  The first time I fucked him I came three times.”  Her friend confessed.

I sat in the corner with my cock throbbing hard listening to the two women talk as if I wasn’t even there in the room.  I could not believe what I was hearing my wife tell her friend.  She had never expressed an interest in having sex with a black man before and I was surprise she had let one fuck her tonight.

“I found it really exciting knowing I was doing something taboo.  I mean when I looked down and watched his dark cock sliding in and out of my white body it really turned me on.  I keep thinking this is really nasty and I came the first time just thinking about him pumping me full of his cum.”  My wife told her friend.

“He always has a big load.  When he fucked me I dripped for hours.”  My wife’s friend almost bragged.

“Just thinking about my husband cleaning me up made me cum the second time while he was fucking me.”  My wife said as she glanced over at me.  “Did you like eating his cum out of my pussy?”  She asked me.

“Yes.”  I replied looking down feeling even more humiliated knowing I had swallowed a black man’s cum.

“Why is your cock so hard?  Does it turn you on knowing I was fucking a black man?”

The fact of the matter was it turned me on thinking about my wife fucking another man.  The thought of her having sex with a black man with a huge cock was creating mixed feelings.

“Would you enjoy watching me fuck him?”  She asked.

“I don’t know…  I guess…”  I replied sheepishly.

Her friend laughed.

“I think he likes it.”  She said and chuckled.

“Get dressed.”  My wife told me.  “My clothes are down stairs.  I’ll meet you in the car.”

In other words my wife wanted me to wait for her in the car.  She may or may not come right out from the party.  Sometimes she would make me wait in the car for one or two hours before leaving.  At one party she was having such a great time I ended up sleeping in the car because she wanted to sleep with one of the men she had fucked during the party.  They had decided to fuck again when they woke up that morning so my wife was not in the mood for sex when we got home and I had to wait two long days before she finally gave me permission to jerk off while she described in detail what she had done during the party with the other man.  Tonight I hoped would be different because my balls ached for release after the teasing her girlfriend had given me earlier.

After I dressed and exited the house for the car, I looked up into the night sky and realized for the thousandth time what a lucky man I was to be married to such a dominant woman.  I wondered if she had gone back down stairs to get a second fucking from the black stud.  I would know soon enough.  Until then I could let my thoughts run wild.