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Normally my wife and I watch the Super Bowl together, but this year she had other plans. Leading up to the weekend she wouldn’t tell me anything other than I am in for a big surprise.
When we were getting ready to go over to his place on Sunday I knew a little bit what to expect from context clues. My wife told me that she needed to be clean shaven, in her best lingerie, in high heels, and to bring her little overnight bag. She also had a little white plastic bag I’d seen her with on Saturday and I couldn’t tell what was in it. I didn’t think to really ask but I did see her discreetly stick it in her bag as she packed.
It felt like the old days. She sat on the bathroom counter with her legs up on my shoulders while I knelt in front of her. I guided the razor around her perfect pussy and made sure she was 100% smooth for him. She talked to me about life and tonight like we were cuddled on the couch. She told me that Lewis (the roommate), two of Nick’s friends that she’d met several times, and H were going to be there. It surprised me when she said H but I guess it shouldn’t have since H has been fucking Lewis for weeks since the met.
After her pussy and legs were smooth as glass she had me help get her black lingerie all snapped together. She looked unbelievable. She then put on her black, 4” heels before she turned to me with her hands on her hips and said, “What do you think?” There really aren’t words to describe how much of a goddess she is when she gets dressed up like that. It’s just not fair. She gave me a wry smile as I told her she looked amazing. She put on a long jacket that goes down below her ass and told me she was ready to go. She looked in the mirror and said, “Damn I look like a hooker. Haha.”
We got in the car and on the drive over I could sense how nervous she was. I asked her if she was ok and she said, “Oh I’m good. You?” The eyebrow she gave me had a feeling of false confidence and I could tell she was nervous. I had little idea why but chalked it up to the other guys and H being there. We got there and Nick opened the door for us and immediately worked his hands into the jacket and opened it up while pulling her in and kissing her hard. He shook my hand and we came in to join the party. One of his friends wasn’t there yet but here was still an hour before the game.
He and my wife walked back into his bedroom while I sat with Lewis, H, and Nick’s friend D in the living room. The pregame was on and we just chatted about the game and made predictions. While we were chatting, out came my wife, lead by Nick. She had shed the jacket and was wearing nothing but her sexiest lingerie and heels. H, who had Lewis’s arm around her neck and resting in her shirt on her breast, leaned forward and said, “Fuck you, you show off. Hahaha.” H is attractive but she can’t hold a candle to my wife’s body.
My wife laughed, more nervous than I’d heard her in a long time, and Nick sat down in his chair and had her standing in front of him. He said, “Alright. Kneel down here.” She got on her knees right in front of him, facing him, and was looking into his eyes with the most hungry, submissive look I’d ever seen her have. He then brought up his left hand, which had a black leather collar in it, held it up to her neck. My wife pulled her hair back and leaned in to see the buckle on the back. He pulled it pretty tight and I heard him whisper, “Too tight?” She shook her head and then put her hair into a tight ponytail.
My wife doesn’t wear her hair in a ponytail often but when she does she always wears it a little higher than most girls I feel like. At this moment I had a flashback to one of our first dates when I realized when she did that she looked almost identical to Kelly Kapowski from Saved by the Bell. Talk about a sex fantasy in itself… I snapped back to reality as I saw the thick leather collar covering a good two and a half inches thick of her neck. I then realized this what was in that mysterious white plastic bag.
My wife was still on her knees after getting her hair in the ponytail and Nick’s last friend walked in. He immediately said, “God. Daaaaayum. And (some name I didn’t know) tried to get me to come to his place.” Everyone laughed a little and he came in and got settled. My wife then stood up as she was told to do so by Nick. He turned her around and said, “This is our waitress for the evening. She has so sweetly said that she wanted to serve tonight. Anytime you need a drink or snack, tell her.” He then slapped her ass with an open hand and said, “I’ll take a beer.” She smiled and said, “Yessir!” before walking straight to the kitchen to get it for him. All eyes were glued on her ass. If there’s one thing I’ve learned about black men it’s that they are not subtle and don’t give a shit about being discreet.
She got Nick the beer and then turned to his two friends and asked if they wanted anything. They both sat quiet for a second and said they wanted a beer. She retrieved them and then came and sat next to Nick. I was sitting there in my chair, at least I was fully clothed this time, and nervous and embarrassed. I was embarrassed for my wife. This confident, professional woman turned into a little slut slave for these black guys. I knew, though, that this had to be one of the fantasies she had told Nick about recently. He wouldn’t just do this. It became clearer and clearer that tonight was about her fantasy, not mine.
After a little while he told her that it was time for the snacks. She went to the kitchen, which is pretty open into his living room, and got together the chips and salsa, buffalo chicken dip, and started the oven for the wings. She came back and served it on the coffee table in the middle of everyone and when she bent over she had her ass facing right toward D and his friend. D looked over at Nick and I guess got the go ahead to touch her. He put his hands on both of her ass cheeks as she started to stand up. He said, “Nah, stay bent for a minute.” She replied, to this guy that was a stranger to me, “Yes, sir.” He ran his hands over her ass she bit her lip and closed her eyes. He slid her little thong to the side and gently licked her pussy. One lick and everyone could hear how wet she was. He slapped her ass pretty hard and said, “Fuck! That’s some wet white pussy!”
She smiled as she stood up. I looked at H, who was obviously turned on by all of this. She’s a major slut, I think I mentioned that. I guess that’s why my wife was ok with this being done in front of her. My wife then went to sit down next to Nick again but he stopped her from sitting. He told her to kneel in front of him again. He then reached over the side of the couch and pulled out a black leash about 5’ in length. He clipped it onto the metal ring of the collar and gave it a little tug downward, putting my wife’s face right into his crotch. Her mouth was hanging open and I could tell she was dripping wet at this point.
He looked her in the eye and said, “Do you feel owned yet, slut?” Her beautiful green eyes starring at him with her long brown ponytail cascading down her should she looked at him and said, “Yes, master.” This shot through me with an extreme amount of surprise. This is shit I’d read about and seen in fake pornos but here it was… my wife calling a hinge black man “master” in front of his three black friends while I looked on helplessly.
He stood up and pulled up on the leash, making her sand up. He walked about five feet and then told her to take off his clothes. Again, she answered, “Yes, master,” and she slid off his shirt, exposing the god-like torso he has had since we’ve known him, and then undid his belt to get his jeans off. She got down on her knees for this part. She undid the button and the zipper and then slid them down his legs. His boxers almost came with the pants so she just grabbed them too. There he was. Our bull in his full 8.5” glory standing above my wife like a conquering hero. His cock was swelling and right next to my wife’s mouth. She closed her eyes and kissed the side of it which led to him doing a small jerk of the leash and saying, “Not yet, slut.”
He then walked back over to the couch, holding the leash, while she stayed where she was but turned to look at him. He then tugged on the leash slightly and she started to get up. “No, no. Crawl.” She did as she was told and got down on all fours. She slowly slid her way past the edge of the couch and right in front of him where the coffee table had been slid out of the way (I still don’t know who did that). She knelt in front of him, his cock growing bigger, and waited for her next instruction. He looked at her and said one word, “Suck.” She immediately took her hands and lifted his cock to her gorgeous lips. “Ah. No hands, slut.” She replied, “Yes, master,” and began to deep throat him with her head bobbing up and down on his massive shaft while her hands rested on his thighs. This went on for about thirty seconds before H, who was dressed in a Panthers low cut tank top and short little “athletic” shorts, muttered something to Lewis and then got down behind my wife.
H slid my wife’s thong to the side and started licking her drenched pussy. My wife started moaning as H started going faster and harder. My wife was working so hard on Nick’s cock but you could tell she was fighting the urge to just curl up and take the tongue fucking from H. It was driving her wild. She was obviously approaching an orgasm and was moaning louder and louder until she stopped sucking Nick and opened her mouth wide like she was about to cum hard. “STOP.” Nick commanded to H as he tugged on the leash to pull my wife forward. “This slut doesn’t get to cum.”
My wife’s face went into Nick’s lap as she tried to recover from the edging (welcome to my world) and H got up and went back to Lewis, who was hard as a rock in his athletic shorts. Nick looked back at my wife and said, “Continue, slut. You can use your hands now.” She started going at his cock with a hunger I’ll never understand. H took out Lewis’s cock and started sucking him while leaned over from sitting next to him. As I was sitting there in my fly-on-the-wall position I thought of how crazy it is that Lewis has fucked three of the people in the room… anyways… D and his friend had actually taken their cocks out and we’re slowly jerking them while watching my wife. Maybe that’s a black thing because I can’t imagine doing that with my white friends? I guess black guys just aren’t ashamed of their cocks.
While my wife continued blowing Nick he looked over at D and his buddy and said, “Just make sure to save it for her.” They both nodded and didn’t say a word. No one had acknowledged me since the beginning of all of this and I had pretty much forgotten I wasn’t watching this on a tv screen. I think it goes without saying that I was straining and dropping through all of this.
After several minutes of putting in hard work on Nick’s cock he was about to explode. He pulled back on the leash so she’d stop sucking and she kept going with both hands on his cock. He finally grabbed her neck with his hand while putting the other on his cock to aim it and exploded all over my wife’s face. It was in her hair, covering her right eye, and all those sexy lips. After he finished cumming she licked off the head of his cock, making sure to clean it well for him.
I watched as he handed the leash to D and my wife wiped the cum from her right eyelid only to lick it off of her finger. She left all of the other cum on her face and in her hair as she went back to all fours and crawled over to D. D worked his pants and boxers off and to the floor. His cock was very thick but not anywhere near as long as Nick’s. In a surprising twist (surprising because someone remembered I was there) he looked over at me as he pulled the leash and guided my wife’s head to his crotch. She again began sucking on queue. He looked at her and my wife was staring at him right in the eyes with the look of a puppy dog seeking approval. It didn’t take more than a couple of minutes before D pulled out of her mouth and came all over my wife’s face and hair. She closed her eyes while it happened again and had her tongue slightly out of her mouth to catch some as a reward I guess. She cleaned his cock with her tongue before being passed to the final black cock.
When D handed the leash to his right he leaned forward and just as my wife turned and started crawling the couple of feet he slapped her right ass cheek incredibly hard. My wife let out an “Owwwww” followed by a short chuckle as she turned and looked at D with a huge smile on her face. Holy shit. My wife, ladies and gentlemen.
The last guy, who I can’t even remember his name (hence being D’s buddy), had a nice long cock for her. Not quite Nick’s but still, pretty impressive. He held the leash really tight as he bobbed her head up and down on his cock. He then stood up held her by the ponytail while he face fucked her. She was slightly gagging and the incredible amount of cum on her face mixed a little with her sweat as she worked hard to please his cock. After what seemed like forever he pulled back on her ponytail and her mouth opened. As weird as it was it reminded me of a fucking pez dispenser. He then came with the largest load of all three on my wife’s face. It was absolutely caked with their cum. It was dripping off of her chin and she wiped that away.
Nick piped up, “As long as it’s not dripping on my couch or carpet, you wear that cum like a fucking trophy.” She was breathing hard and said, “Yes, master.” She stayed on her knees and caught her breath. In the middle of all of that Lewis had cum and when I looked over now, H was completely bottomless and she and Lewis has been playing with her pussy.
We missed the entire halftime show and most of the second quarter because of all of that. Doesn’t look like we missed much though. The second half started with my wife getting another round of beers for everyone, including me. She sat back down next to Nick still sporting most of the cum in her hair and on her face. Nick still hasn’t put his pants or even boxers back on. It was like he knew he was the alpha male in the room and he was using this to remind everyone. He put a shirt on. Still not sure why. About halfway through the third quarter he said something to my wife and then she got up and walked over to me. She sat on my lap and put her arms around me. Of course everyone was staring but were also kinda watching the game. H stared the whole time because she’s fascinated by all of this.
My wife had her beautiful trademark smile on, the one I had stared into when taking our wedding vows, and said in a very upbeat tone, “How ya doin over here?” I didn’t even know how to respond but told her, “Straining hard.” She laughed and said, “I can only imagine… hahaha.” We has a semi-private time there and I said, “I guess this is part of the fantasies you told Nick about huh?.” She nodded and said, “I guess we’re more alike than we thought. What do you think about my fantasy?” Of course I blurted out the truth, “It’s fucking hot as hell.” Even if I didn’t believe that, which I do, I would’ve said it. How selfish would it be of me to expect her to only live out my crazy fantasies but he kept in a box? If you’re going to be a cuckold this is one of the first things you need to figure out.
She told me that she loved me a lot and we kissed for about thirty seconds. The saltiest thirty seconds of my life (barring when I have sucked Nick off myself). Nick then slightly tugged on the leash and said, “Slut?” She, while sitting in my lap, turned and immediately said, “Yes, master.” “Down on your knees.”
He stood up and walked over to where we were. I was sitting in one of his kitchen chairs with wooden arms on the sides. I was sitting straight up in it and watched my wife get down on her knees in between my legs, facing away from me. He walked over and said, “Turn around.” She turned around and faced me. Before I even knew what happened he had slid her bra off and then I remember the *thud* when he dropped his hard cock on her right shoulder. She did a really nervous, goofy smile at me and then but her lip while looking over at the black cock. “Face down, ass up.” She put her face in my and her ass up as much as she could and Nick got down on one knee behind her. He ripped her damn thong clean off of her while leaving the rest of the lingerie. He was rubbing her pussy and I could hear her moaning while she started writhing on me. She gripped onto my leg with one arm and the wooden arm of the chair with her other hand while he looked at me and said, “I gotta say, cuck, you did a fucking amazing job on this pussy today.” I fought through my dry mouth and said, “Thank you, sir..”
He then slid his perfect cock into my wife’s pussy and felt her grip me incredibly tight as it hurt her at first like always. She let out an “oh.. god..” and started panting almost immediately. Like I have many times before I got the front row seat to the most amazing fucking imaginable. It went on for about 15 minutes total, with him taking a couple of small breaks to tease her with his fingers and tongue. She came twice in this time and was practically screaming into my leg while he gave it to her better than anyone else ever has or ever could. A couple of times I looked at Nick and he was staring right at me. One time that ended with a little wink as his balls slapped against my wife’s body again.
When he orgasmed he reached over and grabbed the wooden arm of the chair and I legitimately thought he was going to break it for a minute as hard as he was pulling. He came in her pussy and she gasped and screamed as he did the final thrusts. He then stood up and told her, “Go clean up before you drip on my carpet.” She started to get up and he said, “Wait.” He then took his phone and took a pic of her face, still partially matted with cum, and completely destroyed after that fucking. “To remind you of a what a black cock slut you are. Now clean up.” She ran straight to the bathroom and did what he said. I looked down at my crotch and saw wet marks from where she had her head buried and saw smears all over my crotch and right leg. It took me a minute to realize this was the cum from her face.
She came back it and sat next to Nick and the game finished. I thought everyone was going to leave but no one did. I told them that I needed to leave to get to sleep and Nick said that he would take my wife to work in the morning. She had her little overnight bag so I wasn’t surprised at all.
She ran over to me before I left and made sure I was ok. I told her that this was one of the hottest nights of my life, watching her live out her fantasies. She smiled so big and said, “I love you so much.” I told her the same and she said she’d see me tomorrow. She and her perky, exposed breasts ran back to the group and I walked out the door the whole way home wondering how blue my balls were and what I had done to deserve to see my wife life her sex life to the fullest.
She texted me this morning and said she was at work and absolutely exhausted because they didn’t sleep much. I haven’t heard what else went down after I left but I’m sure there was plenty.
My balls have been aching more in the last 15 hours than in a long while. Easily the most surprising night we’ve had in a year and probably the sexiest night of my life.
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