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I’ve been married to my wife Patricia for almost a decade now and we always have been a little too curious when it comes to sex.
It started tame with my wife (girlfriend at the time) getting spanked or handcuffed to the bed but eventually I started to be the one more submissive and the result of that was my cuckold fetish.
She would invite men that she found sexy into our intime space after she had their trust and I would get to watch them.
It turned me on seeing my curvy short woman get pleasure with “better men” than me. I’m not ugly or anything, even my penis has a standard size but she would always want men more dominant and that I could never achieve.
It was always rule number one that I would have to be present during their fun. Even if they just make out, she would feel power over me.
Looking me in the eyes as she did whatever she wanted with him as I helplessly watch and could only touch myself.
One day, the man she was texting with had a lot of experience with couples and cuckolding was no new thing for him so he took more charge during their conversations. She loved that.
His name was Isaiah, he was a light-skinned black man, 38 years old from America that moved to our country because of his work. He knew exactly what to say to her and even added some rules and safe words in case she didn’t get too comfortable during.
He felt a little intimidating with him being so casual about it and on top of that he was 10 years older than us which was the biggest age difference so far for us.
She was all over him and wanted to set a date within the same month but his work schedule didn’t match with ours so it had to get postponed for next month.
In that time they would continue texting and even video call, that’s when I talked to him for the first time.
I liked him, he wasn’t cocky or smug, he talked to me as a third wheel in this unlike the others that either ignored me or said the bare minimum.
That afternoon we got to know a lot about each other. This man beamed with confidence but was always respectful with her, specially when he started seducing her on call and she would melt all over his good looks.
We talked about our previous experiences and he told some about his and that the ladies never regreted it, he made sure to point out that the woman’s pleasure is his priority and that he never disappoints.
When we closed the call she turned to me with her cheeks all blushed and said:
-He’s the one.
-What do you mean the one?
She didn’t answer, she grabbed my hand and placed it between her legs over her comfy shorts.
I moved my hand slowy inside her shorts and even before I reached her panties, I could feel her so damn wet.
-He’s the one that will make me cum harder than ever.
That night she never stopped texting him and it had came to her that he never even showed any pictures of him penis, every man so far started with that but his silver tongue made her forget about it.
She asked him if he feels comfortable sending one and he replied a couple minutes later with a photo. It was of him in front of his bathroom mirror posing naked, flexible his muscles and abs while holding a white towels over his penis but the silhouette made it look like his dick as massive. She replied with a wave of thirst emojis and asked if he wanted one of her.
To her surprise, he said he was curious about seeing her naked body but that he didn’t he didn’t need to see it because he felt already really attracted to her as it was. He continued saying if that towel pic was enough for her and she reluctantly agreed so she wouldn’t feel bad about not sending one of herself.
He took notice and said the following:
-I’ll sent you a uncensored one if you send me one of you first in the following way,..
I was sleeping next to her in bed and she woke me up and told me to come with her to the bathroom. I was still half woken up but I stumbled behind her. She quickly took off all there clothes and I only got more confused.
She told me to get behind her and get my arms under hers and place my hands in a way to cover her nipples. She moved there phone down to her pussy and took a pic facing the mirror.
By then I understood that it was for him to see and not a second later he replied with the most flattering complements and freaky promises for when they meet in person.
As we got back in bed I was fully awake and wanted some action with her but before I could make a move she gasped in shock while looking at her phone. She covered the screen against her chest and tried to hold a big smile while looking at me.
-What?
-I understand now why he never disappoints..
She slowly turned the phone to show me as she said:
-Oh My….
I couldn’t believe my eyes, we never expected him to have a big dick just because he’s black but there was no denying, he was packing a porn star level of black cock. Isaiah had a penis almost as long and thick as my forearm.
She didn’t even had time to reply, he texted the following: “Tomorrow we’ll be taking things to the next level but for now sleep well Patricia”
My dick was rock hard just by seeing her reaction. She started kissing me as I took off my boxers and we had sex, she came quicker than usual.
The next day he sent her a good morning text as we left for work and I felt so cucked because they would talk to each other and I had to endure 8 hours of work with knowing what they would say to each other.
An hour before I left work she sent me a message saying that she was at a Cafe downtown with him. He had taken a early leave that day as Isaiah told her that he had a couple hours free to meet us in person so she didn’t waste that chance and went to meet him.
I couldn’t believe that she was alone with him in public. I knew that she wouldn’t do anything without me present but the thought of him seducing her into it made me scared.
I drove as fast as possible there and when I got there I saw them chilling like friends.
He saw me first and waved at me to join us. I had to say, the man was something else in person. The type that could be your friendly neighbor but at the same time he had the vibe that he could be your bully.
He was really nice though, he acted confidant and was funny, still Patricia never took her eyes off him, she even reached for his hand and he placed his on top of her in a caring way.
I even noticed the waitress give him a flirty look and balance her hips and ass on the way out but he didn’t care, his full attention was with my wife and that let me know that he was actually focused on making her enjoy every single moment of this.
She excused herself to go to the bathroom real quick so it got a little awkward with me sitting in front of him, fortunately he was way more extrovert than me. He started making small talk but then quickly leaned over the table and told me that he wanted to try something.
-Sure, as long as it’s fine with Patricia I don-
-It is. But I need your help in secret.
-I usually just watch and-
Again he cut me off.
-Listen, you know my Instagram, I’ll send you a message there and we’ll talk ok?
-Okay but what do you have planned? Is it too rough?
He paused and looked at me with a evil smirk. I saw Patricia from the other side of the Cafe walk over to us and he whispered to me:
You mind if he use a little tape?
PS: Part 2 is coming in 5 minutes after this one.
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