The story starts with a guy i befriended at work named Seb.
He was a white guy from a European country who wasn't at all PC, but people just kinda found him funny and he always got away with it.
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I too, liked his sense of humour and so we became friends who would hang out at work.
When he became more familiar with me, he started talking to me more about vulgur things inc his life.
I was settled in a 10 year marriage with my wife Mia, so it was a life i'd long forgotten about and I did kinda enjoy living vicariously through him.
Seb was a good looking guy. Charming face, built like a brick wall – i'd seen some of the women at work fawning over him, so it really wasnt a surprise that he had such exciting conquests with women all around.
One day though, he came seeking me out during lunch and confessed that he's working on "fucking an Asian girl" he met at the gym.
Seb noted that he'd never been with one before, and so that he was absolutely desperate to "fuck her, find out how tight her pussy is". Like i said, he really wasn't PC at all.
He also acknowledged that this girl had a husband, but that he wasn't concerned because husband was Asian, and so he'll have a tiny dick.
Being used to Seb, i just found all this funny. My part in all this? I'm Asian too, so I should help him get her.
And so I did. Over the next couple of months, we played foosball in the breakroom whilst I advised him on what the average Asian girl likes, "what they mean by this", I even consulted Mia on some of the suggestions.
And voilà! He came into work one day, gave me a big squeeze of a hug, kissed me on my cheek and excitedly said "I finally did it. Thanks to you!"
I just laughed as i usually do at Seb's silly adventures and calmed him down.
Seb insisted on showing me photos and videos he took of the girl, but I told him to keep it to himself, conscious of being in the office.
Seb apologised and ran off, saying that we could talk more about it via text after work.
I smiled, waved and put it to the back of my head.
When i finished work, i had other priorities on my mind. My wife Mia was returning from her week-long business trip. We decided to meet out at a fancy restaurant, one of our go-to favourites.
Mia was looking stunning. My beautiful wife still in her business suit, light makeup to accentuate her feline eyes, perfectly neat black hair glowing under the chandelier.
Moreso than usual, my dick was bursting for her, having missed her intimacy for the last week. We carried on our chat, catching up on all the office gossip that happened whilst she was away, the little smiles in between our conversation reigniting my passionate love for her.
It was truly a magnificent night. Time was flying past us but I didn't want it to end.
It was only when Mia left to go to the bathroom that I looked at my phone for the first time in hours.
There, I finally saw – the messages from Seb that he'd promised.
I chortled and looked around me to see if I could peek a glance without anyone noticing. It was an obscene thing to do in a public place, but I guess i was just desperate to get my wife in bed – i was horny and not thinking straight.
But that doesn't mean i was expecting to see this in the most recent chapter of Seb's silly little conquest.
Immediately upon opening up the messages, a photo appears before my eyes that burned itself into my eyes – the photo was of my wife Mia, smiling away as an enormous, veiny white cock sat over her face.
It felt as though my heart stopped beating, and I couldn't breath. This has got to be a joke. But how? How'd Seb get a hold of Mia's photo? They'd never been introduced. But still – there's just no way.
Without even thinming about the consequences, i ran out to the bathroom to check the remainder of the messages.
Locking myself into one of the toilet stalls, I tapped away with my shaking fingers.
The same veiny white cock seen before was thrusting itself into a tight pussy from behind. There was no face visible, so despite the familiar moans, despite the familiar curvature of the women in the video – there was deniability. The moans were loud and primal. If the moans alone weren't clear indication of how deep the cock was hitting, the lathered foam of juices glistening over the cock was a good indication. Whoever this woman was, she was being broken in.
The second video was dark, nothing visible – only sound.
"You like big white cock in your tight asian pussy"
"Yess… yesssss….!"
Seb's voice unmistakable, but the female voice was… muddled.
"Better than your husband? Better than his little Asian dick?"
"Yes!!! Yes!! So much better!"
Yes, there was still deniability.
Until the third video. There, in plain sight, was Mia – ravenously devouring, cleaning, worshipping Seb's big white cock with her tongue and mouth.
"God… your cock is so beautiful… makes me want to clean it"
I felt sick. I'd never seen Mia be so vulgur before, nor even that enthsiastic about anything sexual. But it now was undeniable. The woman in the video was Mia, and Seb had made her his.
"You're cleaning your own juices huh? So much cream from your pussy"
"It's your fault, with your fucking massive cock" Mia replied as she smiled away at the camera.
The final bit of media was only a photo but a deadbolted nail in the coffin.
There, once again undeniably recognisable, was my wife's pussy as it oozed out cum.
Seb had captiond it 'she's mine now. Thank u again man.'
It was clear that neither Seb nor Mia were aware of our shared affiliation. But unknowingly, i had helped my friend fuck the shit out of my own wife and claim her pussy.
The visceral disgust took control over me and I started masturbating violently. It was mere seconds until I came a bucketload onto the door.
Overcome with shame, I composed myself, came out of the stall and looked into the mirror. What is to become of me?
Zombified, I came out of the bathroom to find Mia back at our table. There she was, as innocent as ever, wondering where I'd been.
I couldn't face the shame nor the loss, so I pretended to have a stomach pains and convinced Mia to go home.
But upon arriving back home and seeing Mia undress, images of Mia started overlapping with the videos, and a lethal dose of lust consumed me. Only one thought filled my mind.
'It happened last night. Is he still full of his cum?'
I grabbed Mia, initiating.
"Hold on tiger, let me get showered first" Mia said as she laughed.
I wasn't budging and pulled her straight to bed to kiss her all over.
Mia pulled a face – like she was uncomfortable with something, like she was stuck between a rock and a hard place.
I almost ripped her clothes off and went straight for it, shoving my cock in her and started pumping aggressively.
Yes, this is my woman. This is my pussy to claim, where I'll spread my seeds, my place of pleasure.
Recanting this over and over did a poor job of disguising the changed sensations. I could feel it all. Mia's pussy was loose, nearly no different from pumping my cock into mid-air.
But worst of all, I could feel the slippery gel that appeared to fill the space wherever my cock went, the stranger's seeds that had conquered my wife before I did.
Shame. Shame. Shame. Only shame filled my mind as I came inside Mia and tears ran down my face.
Mia, with her guilty but concerned look, stroked my face and asked what was wrong.
Nothing. Nothing was wrong.
As I ran into the shower, I kept telling myself this – the same approach i would take in my reply to Seb.
'You're welcome – she's hot'
No one but me knew. And as long as I could keep it that way, i could pretend it hadn't happened.
That way, my wife was still mine and mine alone.
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