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Revenge
My wife caught me again, for the third time, and she was furious! It happened the same way every time. It was always at a party, when everyone had plenty to drink, and I was able to find a willing female to accompany me to a bedroom. Each of the three times she caught me in the act, and there was quite a scene. Each time I apologized profusely, saying I had too much to drink, begging her forgiveness and promising that it would never happen again. This time it didn’t work! She was going to divorce me! I pleaded with her- but it seemed to no avail. The last thing I wanted was a divorce, since Tracy came from a moneyed family, and inherited a great deal of money, and I didn’t want to be left penniless. She said, "I’m a lot better looking than those women you fucked, so why are you doing this? I would like the kind of attention that you are giving those women- you’ve been neglecting me for a long time, so I‘m asking you why?" She was right; she was a lot more beautiful than the women she had caught me with, and better looking than the women she didn’t catch me with. I was stuck for a reply, so I said lamely that I had been drinking and I found it was just a challenge, that it didn’t mean anything-it was just a conquest. That just made her more furious. "You know in the eight years that we have been married I have never been unfaithful to you, and you know I’ve had a lot of opportunities!" And she was right; a lot of men had tried to get her into bed, and she always told me about these attempts. She was tall, very shapely, with lovely firm breasts, a slim waist, and great rounded hips and ass. Add lovely long legs to complete the picture of a very beautiful women-so why did I stray? It was a male achievement thing! She looked at me and said that things were going to change. "It’s my turn now, and you are going to put up with what I do or we are going to get a divorce. And also, if I ever catch you fucking another woman, you are going to be left penniless." "What are you going to do?" "I am going to enjoy doing the same thing that you have been doing, and I am going to be sure that you know about it; in fact you are going to watch me in action for a change, just as I have seen you on three occasions. And I know there were times when you were screwing some women and I didn’t know about it!" All my efforts to dissuade her were fruitless. And I knew one thing, and that was I would do anything to prevent a divorce, anything to continue living a very comfortable lifestyle. My wife had a very close friend and I learned that she had told Rose everything, that she was fed up, and wanted revenge. Apparently she was only too happy to help my wife achieve her goal. Rose knew of a woman who was very discrete, and who she thought would be only too happy to assist my wife in the matter. I learned that the women she had in mind had a reputation for assisting in many varieties of sexual activities, and of course for a considerable price, which my wife assured me she would be happy to pay. She was determined to be revenged and said, "I expect to enjoy it along the way, and this time you are going to get the other end of the stick, and see how it feels when you see me being serviced." Rose arranged a meeting with this woman, and my wife, with some relish, told me about the meeting. The women, Shyan, was delighted when she met my wife-she was expecting some blowsy, unattractive female that would be a challenge to find someone willing to service her. After looking my wife over, she said there would be no problem finding a very attractive and willing stud; someone she was sure my wife would be happy with. When it was explained that one of the conditions was that I had to be there to witness the proceedings, Shyan positively glowed. She said, "I know of a couple of studs that would love that scene, would love to cuckold a husband while he was watching him service her. I’ve done that scene before where the husband loved to watch his wife in action." The circumstances were explained to her, why my wife wanted to do this, and that I wouldn’t be a willing observer. Shyan said that would not be a problem as long as I didn’t get in the way, or interfere. She was reassured that if he wanted to keep his happy home he would sit very quietly. Prices were agreed upon, arrangements were made, and the date was set. She was determined to go through with this, and nothing I said was going to dissuade her. On the appointed day, Tracy made preparations. She bathed and then dressed in clothes especially purchased for this occasion-sheer stockings attached to a satiny garter belt, matching lacy white panties and bra, a clinging white half slip, then a lovely white dress that hugged her beautiful figure. Rose met with us and we proceeded to Shyan’s home, which was a Victorian type place set on a large wooded lot. We were escorted into a parlor, asked to be seated, and then served some wine. Soon she brought more wine, and clearly wanted to put my nervous wife at ease. When I suggested that we could still back out, my wife wouldn’t hear of it, and finally it was time, and Shyan escorted us to a large bedroom. She said, "I want you to meet Bill," and she introduced us to a handsome man attired only in a robe. He looked at my wife with appreciation, looking her over a second time. "I’m going to enjoy this," and he reached for Tracy, drawing her into his arms. She was reluctant at first, but gradually she relaxed and allowed him to kiss her, soon kissing her again, holding her in a longer embrace. She was clearly entranced with this well-built attractive man, and she was responding to his caresses. Slowly, and with great care, he began to remove her clothes, sliding down the zipper at the back of her dress, slipping the dress off her shoulders, pushing it over her hips till it fell to her feet, moving her clear of her dress. She looked lovely in her sheer underwear, and he gazed at her with admiration, taking his time with her. He released her bra, pulling it free, and exposing her lovely firm breasts. She was flushed and trembling now as he stroked and caressed her, kissing her, sliding his hands from her breasts, which he had been stroking till the nipples were very firm, down to her hips and ass. Finally he slowly slid her slip down till it too fell on the floor, leaving her exposed in her sheer panties and stockings. She was responding more and more as he continued his seduction, and it was clear that he was an expert. He held her in a long kiss before he began the slow removal of her panties, the last barrier to her sex. She was moaning now-I thought she would stop him before it was too late, but it was clear that she had no intention of stopping. As he relieved her of her panties, I new she was going to be fucked by this stud and nothing was going to halt the proceedings. Shyan whispered, "Wait till you see the cock on him - it is very impressive." At that point he removed his robe, and Shyan hadn’t exaggerated - it was very large and very thick, and it was getting stiffer and stiffer. My wife’s eyes opened very wide, and she gasped when she viewed his penis-touching it with her hand as it became fully erect. I didn’t believe she could take a cock that size, Tracy was not very large. I said this, but Shyan replied not to worry-Bill always gets it in, but sometimes he has to stretch them out a little bit. She was obviously thrilled with this scene. Bill lifted her in his arms, carrying her to the large bed, laying her down, then kissing her and stroking her, stroking her breasts, her thighs, finally moving his hand up between her thighs to the lips of her pussy, my wife gasping as he touched her there. He pressed her stocking clad thighs open, my wife whimpering as he now caressed the lips of her cunt. She looked incredibly erotic as he continued the assault on her body. He moved her beautiful legs further apart, moving between her thighs, bringing his mouth to her cunt, stroking her with his tongue till she was moaning, giving a little cry as his tongue found her clitoris. Finally he moved up her flushed and trembling body, her legs spread wide, and directed his very hard cock against the wet lips of her cunt, which now were gaping. He began to press forward, gradually stretching her, stretching her more and more, my wife groaning now at the strong pressure of his invading cock, now pressing even more firmly till, with a hoarse cry from my wife, she was penetrated, the head of his cock entering her, stretching her fully. Slowly he began to push more and more of his cock into her, her legs lifted and stretched wide to relieve the pressure. She was groaning as he continued advancing his cock into her, crying out again as she was fully impaled. He was still, holding her onto his cock till she got used to his size, finally moving back and forth with long slow strokes. The women were thoroughly enjoying the show as he began to stroke into her harder and harder, taking a long time with her, fucking her expertly, my wife moving to his thrusts, crying out again and again. Finally she was in the throes of her climax, her body shaking, jerking, her legs clutching him as she came, crying out as he held her fully impaled, groaning as he emptied his cock into her, spurting into her. Finally he withdrew his softening cock from her, moving next to her. She lay there drained, her legs spread-eagled, her ravished cunt open, red and wet, their juices draining from her. I couldn’t believe what happened to me! Watching this stud fucking her, servicing her so expertly, I had become very aroused, as if I was watching another women and not my own wife. I had come without touching myself, staining my pants. Rose and Shyan saw this and laughed. I was humiliated! It was over, they dressed, and my thoroughly satiated wife smiled at me and asked "How did you like the show? I really enjoyed it, and I hope you enjoyed watching your wife get fucked by this stud." And then she noted my condition and also laughed. "I see you did enjoy it, and maybe you will enjoy it the next two times I am serviced." "What do you mean?" "I mean you're going to have the opportunity to watch me in action two more times! Don’t you remember? I caught you three times, and that means you will have the pleasure of seeing me getting fucked again. You enjoyed watching him doing it to me, so I think you will get your rocks off again when you see me getting serviced." The three of us left Shyan, who said, "Let me know when you are ready to proceed again." We arrived at our place and Rose was leaving. She was thrilled at the scene she had set up, and obviously couldn’t wait to have a repeat. It wasn’t till after they were finished that I thought about birth control. We didn’t want children, and she always made me use a condom as she couldn’t take the pill, and there was no protection during this episode. When I mentioned this she just laughed and said, "I didn’t think of it until it was too late, and besides I enjoyed it a lot more without a condom, and I was a lot more excited by the possibility that I could get pregnant by that stud; his stuff is still draining out of me." Every time I thought about Bill doing it to her I got and erection. When I wanted to make love to her she refused saying "It’s going to be a long time before I let you between my legs again." It wasn’t long before Rose and Shyan set another date for a tryst. Shyan had suggested that Tracy take on two studs-she had Bill in mind, as well as another well hung stud that she thought my wife would enjoy. She wasn’t thrilled at first with the idea of taking on two men, but the women persisted and finally she reluctantly agreed. The day arrived, and again she took a long bath, spending a lot of time getting ready; again dressing with great care, this time all in beige underwear with matching slip, and again a clinging blouse and skirt. She was a bit nervous again when we arrived at Shyan’s, but she quickly put her at ease, a couple of glasses of wine helping her relax. Finally it was time, and we were escorted to the same room again, and there we found Bill waiting as before, with an expectant look on his face, and another man who was also very handsome, both men in robes, and both commented on how gorgeous she looked. They couldn’t wait to get started, and Bill moved in first, taking her in his arms, kissing and caressing my nervous wife, while the other man, Greg, moved behind her, pushing himself against her. Both began stroking her, their hands everywhere, till she was moaning, trembling, becoming more and more aroused. Working together they began removing her clothes, unfastening her skirt, sliding it off, unbuttoning her blouse, that coming off next, and then her slip pushed down and off. They both stopped to look at her before doing more, admiring her in her sheer bra and panties, her garter belt visible, attached to sheer stockings. Greg unfastened and removed her bra, admiring her firm breasts, Bill stroking her beautiful rounded ass before slowly sliding her panties off. They moved her to the bed, one on each side of her as they pressed her down and began spreading her. She moaned louder as four hands were stroking her breasts, her thighs, her cunt, the lips now red and moist. She was becoming more and more aroused, till finally Bill moved between her spread thighs, pressing his hard cock against her pussy, and began to push into her, my wife crying out again as she was stretched and entered. Soon he filled her again, her cunt stretched tightly around him, beginning to stroke into her while Greg caressed her breasts, the nipples erect and firm, my wife groaning now as he thrust more powerfully into her. Both were nearing a climax, and my wife cried out, shuddering as she was overwhelmed, Bill groaning as he came, filling her with his semen. Now it was Bill’s turn, and he rolled her onto her stomach, lifted her hips in the air, pressed her head and shoulders down, and prepared to enter her. He pushed his extremely hard cock into her vagina, my wife crying out again as he filled her, pulling her hips and ass fully onto his cock. He started moving into her with long strokes, almost pulling out each time. We had a clear view of his cock moving in and out of her, the shaft shiny with her juices. It was unbelievably erotic, seeing her with her rounded ass in the air, and this large cock thrusting into her, accompanied by cries and groans from my wife. The women were thrilled observing this scene, and Rose said, "How do you like watching these studs servicing your wife? It seems they are doing a very good job on her. You won’t forget this for awhile." And she was right-once more I found myself aroused by this erotic scene. Her beautiful breasts were hanging straight down, and swaying back and forth to his thrusting, her stocking clad thighs, still attached to her garter belt, were spread widely as he continued servicing her. Soon he too erupted into her, holding her hips tightly as he filled her with his semen. She cried out, feeling him spurting deeply into her. Watching his friend doing it to her, Bill became hard again, and when he withdrew, he moved up, pressing his cock into her wet and gaping cunt, taking her on her hands and knees also, my wife groaning again, groaning and crying out as he fucked her powerfully, soon overcome with another orgasm, her body shaking uncontrollably, as he added more semen in the depths of her pussy. When he finished and released her she collapsed on the bed, face down, looking exhausted. After he was done Greg moved to her, and gripping her hips, he rolled her onto her back. He was hard again, and he pressed her legs wide apart, mounting her and driving his cock into her, my wife gasping again. This time he took longer with her, thrusting into her till finally he emptied his cock, but not before she climaxed again, almost convulsing. It was all over now, and clearly the studs had a good time servicing my wife, who now laid there, spread- eagled, semen matting her vagina. With the help of Rose she dressed, obviously exhausted by her ordeal. We managed to get her home, and straight into bed- she was too tired to bathe. I had never seen a woman so thoroughly fucked, and even though it was my own wife, I was extremely aroused, and Rose and Shyan, noticing my erection, taunted me, Rose saying, "You seem to enjoy being a cuckold - you really liked watching those studs having their way with your wife. You had a good view of those cocks going into Tracy, and she really liked it. I can hardly wait till the next time-we will see what Shyan suggests." We soon learned what Shyan had in mind- she wanted three black men to service her. Both my wife I and balked at that suggestion; but Rose took her to meet with Shyan, and they were very persuasive, Shyan saying she knew of three black studs who would be happy to service my beautiful wife, but only two would be available on the evening she suggested. My wife had misgivings - the idea of taking on black men was scary. Shyan said she should try a new experience, and adding that these men were not only attractive but were very well endowed. Finally my wife agreed after Shyan said "you’ve already taken on two white studs, so what if they are black-maybe you’ll get a thrill out of doing it with them; they are very good." I pleaded with her not to do this, but the more I pleaded with her, the more determined she became. I said, "If you are going to do it again, please don’t do it with any black people." My pleadings fell on deaf ears, and only seemed to strengthen her resolve. I said, "This time they have to wear condoms! We can’t take any chances!" It was set for Friday night, and again my wife took great care in her preparations, after her bath dressing in a very sheer pink garter belt, attaching sheer stockings, and adding a pink bra, panties and slip. She looked incredibly sexy, but she repulsed me when I tried to take her in my arms. She added a figure hugging pink dress which ended above her knees, and finished by doing up her hair and making up her face. After Rose arrived we left for Shyan’s, and as usual we were ushered into the living room. Both women admired my wife, Shyan saying, "You look gorgeous-the men are here, and when the third guy heard about how beautiful you were, he cancelled his appointment and he is here also." Tracy looked alarmed at this news saying, "I don’t think I can take three of them." "Don’t worry," Shyan said. "You’ll do just fine." This didn’t reassure my wife, but she reluctantly followed us upstairs and into the same room again. When she saw the black men her face blanched, her eyes wide. All three were looking at her with appreciation, never expecting to find so beautiful a woman. Tracy said, "No! I can’t do this!" Shyan got firm with her. "It’s too late for you to back out now! You agreed, and now that everyone is here we are going to proceed. We don’t want to force you; but that is up to you." My tearful wife finally agreed to go ahead, and Shyan said "we’ll get her ready!" And motioned to Rose to help her. They approached my wife and began to strip her, and they seemed to enjoy getting her ready for the studs, who were looking on with anticipation. They unzipped her dress, pulling it down till it fell on the floor, her slip soon following, my wife putting up feeble resistance as they continued. Her bra was next, and one man whistled when he viewed her beautiful breasts; Tracy trying ineffectively to cover them with her hands. She was blushing, trembling now, as the women relieved her of her panties, now standing naked except for her garter belt and stockings. They moved in on her, lifting and carrying her to the bed, removing her shoes as they laid her down, the men working on her now, stroking and caressing her, their hands on her breasts, her abdomen, her thighs till she was moaning. They were slowly inching her thighs apart, gradually exposing her very bushy vagina. When they touched her there she gave a little cry, trying to close her legs, but the men easily held them open as they continued to lightly caress the lips of he cunt, my wife gasping when they found her clitoris. She was becoming more and more aroused, whimpering now. The women were delighted as they watched this scene unfolding, their eyes wide. The men stripped, exposing some very large and very thick cocks, which were becoming hard as they observed my naked and trembling wife. She looked with disbelief at their size, saying, "Oh no! I can’t do it! I can’t take those." Rose said, "Yes you can," and the women moved to the bed and held her shoulders down as she tried to rise up. They looked in awe at their size, hardening now as they gazed at my naked wife, and I think Rose and Shyan wondered if Tracy could take cocks that size, but they were determined to find out. Then I remembered, and said they had to wear condoms. The men laughed and one said, "We don’t wear condoms; that’s for white people. I think you will enjoy watching these bare cocks going into your wife, and besides we want to leave something in her so she will remember us. We’ve had other white husbands who have enjoyed watching us servicing their wives with no protection. Maybe we will get her pregnant. Just think of the added excitement for you and your wife, thinking about maybe getting pregnant." They continued stroking and caressing my wife, her nipples hardening, her body trembling. She had closed her legs when she saw their cocks, but slowly they overcame her resistance, and began to spread her legs and thighs. She was moaning as she was skillfully caressed, giving little cries as they stroked into the lips of her cunt, which were moist and gaping. Finally she was moaning almost continuously. She had no ability to resist, knowing she was going to be fucked, now totally helpless in their hands. The men smiled as she succumbed, and they spread her legs fully, bending her knees up, the wet lips of her vagina opening. She was breathing rapidly, her whole body flushed, as the first stud moved between her legs, mounting her. He moved the head of his cock up and down the lips of her cunt, moistening it, and then began to press forward, her vagina opening more as he continued the unrelenting pressure, my wife wailing as she felt herself being stretched, finally screaming as he stretched her fully, the head of his cock penetrating her. The women were thrilled watching this scene, watching as this stud held her hips still as he steadily advanced his cock, beginning to fill her, Tracy groaning and crying out as she felt herself stretching even more. She cried out again as she was impaled fully. I couldn’t believe she had taken a cock that large, but she did, and now she was being slowly and steadily fucked by this black cock, now shiny with her juices. It was incredibly erotic watching this black man taking her, using her, fucking her powerfully, enjoying conquering this white wife while her husband looked on helplessly. He moved faster in her, my wife groaning continually, crying out as her body responded to him, her hips and ass jerking to his thrusts. Finally, with a hoarse cry, she was overcome with her orgasm, her legs and thighs clutching him. This triggered off his own climax, and he held her as he filled her with his semen, draining his cock into her. He lifted off her, looking down at her naked and ravished body, thrilled with his conquest. He was pressed aside as the next stud mounted her, directing his cock into the stretched lips of her cunt, pushing forward till he too entered her, my wife crying out again. He didn’t last long, having gotten very excited watching the first one taking her, and he thrust quickly into her, soon filling her with his sperm. It was the third one’s turn, and he mounted my wife, directing his large and very hard cock into her cunt, soon filling her. This one took more time with her, fucking her slowly at first, finally increasing his thrusting, holding her ass in his hands as he labored towards a climax. She was brought higher and higher till she was on an erotic plateau, crying out continuously, her legs and thighs lifting higher, groaning as her orgasm was full upon her, her arms and legs clutching him. He continued pounding into her till he pulled her fully onto him, adding another load of semen into my whimpering wife. The men clearly enjoyed servicing my wife. They couldn’t believe their good fortune- performing stud service on a white women as beautiful as my wife, sticking it to her while her unfortunate husband was watching them in action. And they especially enjoyed witnessing my arousal, as did the women. The men were smiling, giving each other high fives as they prepared for a second round with her. Tracy said, "No more! I can’t take any more! Please-no more." These smiling studs were not about to quit. A chance like this didn’t come around very often, and they were going to make the most of it. They moved in on my weak, helpless wife, and one of them said, "Let’s put her on her hands and knees this time: that’s how white men treated our women when they were slaves, and now she needs to see what it’s like to be fucked by black men, on her knees with her ass in the air." And they proceeded to do just that, rolling her over on her stomach, lifting her ass in the air, pressing her head and shoulders to the bed, and spreading her thighs. My wife was whimpering, still pleading with them, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. The first one moved to her, his thick cock standing straight out, the bulbous head purple. She flinched as he touched the tip of his cock against her moist swollen lips, holding it there while he looked at us, smiling as he gripped her hips, preparing to enter her again. And with a steady pressure enter her he did, accompanied by a yelp as the head disappeared into her, my wife groaning again as she felt herself being filled once more. As he fully impaled her, he reached forward and released her head band, allowing her hair to cascade over her face. It was incredibly erotic, watching this black man holding her hips with his cock fully into her, preparing to fuck her again. In long strokes he moved back and forth, thrusting into her steadily, my wife finally responding once more, her moans almost continuous. All of us were caught up in this scene, watching her being thoroughly fucked, her breasts bouncing to his plunges-like a scene right out of a porn movie. As he increased his thrusts, my wife’s cries grew louder, till once more she was caught up in a climax that shook her whole body, and triggering this stud, who groaned as he pulled her fully onto him, his spasms releasing more semen into her. Watching this scene, the other blacks became incredibly hard, awaiting their turn. She was like a rag doll when the next man moved to her, his cock leading the way, plunging into her, fucking her thoroughly and competently till he too erupted into her. This time she didn’t climax, and when he was through with her, she tried to move away, but the last laughing guest gripped her body, pulling her to him, keeping her beautiful ass in the air, as he directed his erection into her, stretching her vagina fully as he buried his cock in her, enjoying her humiliation as she was taken, ravished on her hands and knees. In spite of herself, she began responding to him, as he slowly and expertly moved her towards a climax. These studs were expert the way they handled my wife, making her respond again and again. She ran the gamut of sounds; moans, cries, screams, groaning loudly as she was serviced by these studs. She climaxed again as she felt him spurting into her, wailing, shaken by an orgasm that went on and on. Finally it was over, and the last one released my trembling wife, who collapsed onto the bed, her gaping cunt awash with their semen, all thoughts of birth control long passed. Tears were on her face, and she was whimpering, then sobbing, as she faced the reality of what happened to her-never again would intercourse be the same. The women were thrilled by what happened, Shyan saying, "I never saw them perform that well!" The satisfied men knew why-they had serviced a beautiful white women while her husband stood by, caught up in the erotic scene, watching his wife being ravished; it couldn’t get better than that. Once more black men were in charge, having their way with a white woman, a lovely wife, and filling her with their sperm. The smiling women helped my wife dress, semen matting her cunt, running down her naked thighs, staining her stockings. We got her home, and she collapsed into bed, too tired to clean herself up, leaving a pool of semen in her, which I knew by now, had been flowing into her uterus. The last thing my exhausted wife said before she went to sleep was, "I can‘t believe they did all that to me, and made me come, over and over again. It was so erotic having those black men in me, and filling me up with their sperm. And especially the way they enjoyed taking me so many times, getting a thrill out of humiliating me, punishing me with their cocks. And you enjoyed watching your own wife getting fucked liked that, getting a thrill out of it, watching those black cocks filling me up. Life is not going to be the same again!" |
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