There was an adult theater on my way home from work, I'd gone in once just to see what it was like. I'd since read about these theaters on the internet that you could get a hand job or maybe a blow job, sometimes see women in there playing around. So one Friday night, my wife was out of town, I thought I'd check it out again.
I sat down about two thirds of the way back. After a few minutes I saw a guy walk through a doorway I hadn't noticed and a few minutes later a another guy come came out. Curiosity won and I walked over and found myself standing at the front of another theater. I couldn't see shit in the dark so I walked up several rows and sat down. My luck, it was a gay movie. I didn't want to get up right away so I decided to just sit there a few minutes. During a real bright scene I looked behind myself and noticed only one other guy in a seat, but thought I saw some guys way back against the back wall. A few minutes later two guys walked past me leaving so I got up and walked to the back. It was real dark back there and I bumped into someone I didn't see so I found the back wall and just stood there.
During another bright scene I looked over to my right and there was a guy right beside me, and it looked like he had his dick out and was stroking it. I couldn't see his dick but his arm seemed to be moving way back and forth and I found myself staring. While I'm trying to see how big he is he grabs my wrist and puts my hand on his cock. WOW, first time I'd ever touched another cock, it was hot to the touch and felt huge! His hand wrapped around mine and held my hand around his huge cock and he began to move our hands back and forth jerking him off. It was bizarre, scary and exciting all at the same time and I let him use my hand. After a minute or so he removed his hand and I heard a whisper in my ear, "Don't stop" so I kept jerking him off. Next thing I know, he has a handful of my hair and with surprising strength, pushes me down and positions me with his cock stabbing my cheek. I heard him say "suck it" and I did, or rather I tried.
Between my mouth and my hands I seemed to be making him happy, he was shoving my head back and forth anymore. It WAS huge, I'd guess 9-10" and real thick! What was really worrisome was, I liked it, a lot, sucking it, feeling it! It was so hard and the smell was beyond intoxicating. It was anonymous, dark, no one knew me, could see me and I was hoping he wouldn't come, not yet anyway, I was enjoying this, every second. He grabbed my hair again and lifted me up, that strength again, very scary! The screen was black and blank, I couldn't see anything, then his voice quietly said, "Lets go somewhere more private and comfortable." I meekly whispered "I'm not gay", he sort of chuckled and said "Me either, when the movie starts again lets go, I'll follow you". While I was trying to think of something to say a movie started and he gave me a gentle shove. I couldn't believe this, I'm walking out being followed by God knows who and he wants comfort, privacy and my mouth. Next thing I know we're outside and I'm thinking of running and screaming when he said "Where’s your car?" I turn around and finally see him. I'm just your average guy, 5'9", 180, with a massive 6 inch dick. This guy is black, and I mean Africa Black, way over 6' and muscular! Like a fool, I point to my car, we walk over, I unlock and we get in.
As I crank up the car I ask where to and he says, "Your place, lets go". I know we talked some as I drove but I don't remember any of it, it was like I was on d**gs. Scared shitless and totally excited all at once! And then reality came back as I heard my front door to my house close behind me and I heard him lock the deadbolt. He told me he wanted a beer and as I walked into the living room with 2 beers he was standing there completely nude.
The guy looked like an add for a gym, dark smooth skin, big arms, big legs, and of course, even soft, a huge cock. I'm a very happy heterosexual but damn he looked HOT! We talked awhile, he was actually quite cool, name was Mike, he was a construction worker, 40 yrs old a yr older than I, divorced, horny and had the same idea as I did about the theater. He'd watched me come in, said I looked clean cut, safe, he'd noticed my wedding ring and had decided to take some liberties with me since I was standing right beside him. On my way back with the second or third round of beers he told me to get naked. His strength and his commanding appearance was enough to make you obey but then he had a deep heavy voice that just, do as I say! It was humiliating getting naked in front of a man, worse yet, I was way out of shape, had a belly and then of course my tiny little dick compared to his log! And of course he commented about my dick, he said, "Can your wife even feel that tiny thing?" Before I could sit down, he said, "You’ve been staring at my cock ever since we got here, get over here and get busy, make me feel real good".
Thirty minutes later my jaw was aching, I'd been at his cock and balls nonstop, I'd humiliated myself beyond any comprehension, I'd made love to his huge Black cock. I'd licked, sucked, kissed and rubbed his cock and his huge nut sack all over my face. I loved his smell, how he felt, seeing my white hands wrapped around his big Black cock! I finally told him I had to stop and he said "What?" I repeated myself and so did he, I looked at him confused as he gave me a rather stern look... Then I took a shoot in the dark and asked if I could please stop, he smiled and said "You can stop for awhile, BITCH!" I sat down and grabbed my now warm beer as he told me, "From now on, you're my bitch, you'll do as your told and always call me Daddy or Sir! Remember, I know where you live." I'll admit, it was super erotic when he called me bitch and told me I was his, but the where you live part... I reminded him I was married and he nodded and smirked. Then he told me to write down my phone number and fetch him another beer. Somewhere around beer number 6 or 10, (I don't know), and a lot more cock sucking (me) he wanted to see the bedroom...
He pushed me on the bed face down then WOW! smacked my ass and again, and again reminded me I was his bitch then began to tongue my ass. Oh My God!! I was in heaven, it felt so fantastic, my wife had down that to me once, once! About 10 minutes glorious later, after he'd tongue fucked my ass he told me to just lay there and don't move. I heard him in the bathroom clinking things around then he was back on the bed. Then I realized that wasn't his tongue trying to enter my virgin ass and just as I was about to freak out... His head slipped in! Oh ya, it hurt! He told me to relax, he'd be gentle, he was all lubed up with vaseline and to just let him in. Between the beers and his tongue I suppose that was the trick, before long he was all the way in, ten and three quarter inches in, thick as a tennis ball in! And then his deep voice in my ear, "How’s that feel Bitch?" Eight minutes later, he's pounding me like a real bitch and I'm feeling like a Black cock ho and loving every minute of it!
My first waking thought was Oh my God, was that a dream, then I kinda tensed my ass and the pain told me it wasn't. Mike, or rather Black Daddy cock Master (I don't know where that came from, it shot out of my mouth while he was shooting his second load in me and he loved it, so I have to call him that know) fucked me beyond bitchhood the night before, three times, three loads of as he called it, his superior Black seed. I fell asl**p after his third and I was surprised to find my Black Daddy cock Master asl**p beside me. Oh God, I was being some kinda slutty bitch! After he woke up I was on my knees literally begging him not to fuck my poor, sore, tired, seriously stretched ass and he relented. About noon I drove him back to his car and halfway home I saw he was following me home. He explained once we got home, it was important to keep my ass stretched and ready for him. But he gave me a break until about 5pm.
We drank a shitload of margaritas and then I told him I was going to take a shower. He slipped in so silently I didn't know he was there until he pressed his soft cock between my cheeks. I felt like a woman, there I was soaping up another man and enjoying it. Of course I spent extra time soaping and scrubbing that fantastic enormous cock. Then he pushed me against the wall and lined up his monstrous cock head with my ass. That’s when he taught me about poppers, rush. He explained what to do with it, so I sniffed deeply. While my head was doing odd strange things, his head was enroute to my intestines pain free. I discovered that as much of a Black cock ho I was, that was nothing compared to me on rush! He fucked me in the shower until my legs wouldn't hold me up anymore and we were running out of hot water. Actually, I think it was I who fucked him. I couldn't get enough of his giant cock in me. Dripping wet I grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the shower to the bed, and sat on his beautiful Black pole. I was laying on his chest rocking on that cock and sniffing rush for a long time. I caught myself kissing and sucking his nipples, promising to always please my Black Daddy cock master. Just rocking back into that cock until he swelled and filled my pussy with his wonderful superior black seed.
That was Sat, he fucked me several more times that night and spent the night again. In fact BDCM spent the next 4 nights with me. He'd get home a few minutes after me and fuck me right away, then I'd make dinner for my Black Daddy cock Master. But all good things must end it seems, my wife was due home. I fucked up some things when my wife Rachael got home, some real important things...
The little curly black hairs all over the bed were bad enough but I didn't even know about the hickey on my back or my ass...
She of course assumed it was another woman so I told Rach the truth, or about 5% of it. I'd met a Black man at the theater, we'd talked, gone out for drinks, I got shit faced, he'd helped me home and taken advantage of me, ****d me while I was passed out, maybe date **** d**gs... She didn't believe a word of it and life for me really sucked. And 1 didn't know where he lived or his phone number... Four weeks went by and on a Friday evening, a very quiet evening I might add, she still wasn't talking to me, the doorbell rang and I opened the door to Black Daddy cock Master...
I was instantly embarrassed, terrified, uncomfortable and stammered quietly, “You can’t be here, my wife is home.” I hear Rachael right behind me say “Yes your wife is at home and who is he?” Black Daddy Cock Master informed her we’re friends and he hadn’t seen me in awhile. A few minutes later we’re sitting in the living room fresh beers in hand and Rachael asked me if I was going to introduce them. And the dumbass that I am, without thinking I said Rachael this is Black Daddy Coc and stopped, humiliated beyond words. Hell, I couldn’t even remember is real name!
After the blown introduction my head was swimming and as I explained things to Rach and she heard ALL of the embarrassing detail of BDCM, I’d been tossing beers pretty quickly so I can’t accurately account for what was said at all. In fact it’s all pretty vague in my mind but her first loud shrieking orgasm brought me back to reality fairly fast. Black Daddy Cock Master pounded the living hell out of my wife and gave her at least 7 loud screaming orgasms! At one point she’d told him to take the condom off and then she sat on top of him and rode him like a professional cow girl. On my best night, about 2 years after we were married I made her cum 4 times and I thought I’d been a real stud. Lately, if she had 2 I was a happy man. With him, she was fucking and cumming like a nympho crack whore.
When he was finally done, they were both literally soaked in sweat and panting like dogs. As he rolled off of her he said “BITCH, suck me clean, after I had, he ordered my wife to sit on my face and feed me all of his Black seed, and she obeyed. As she sat on my face draining they kissed, a lot, passionately. I was pissed, humiliated, hell I was fucking angry and more excited than I’d ever been in my life! After all that I had to fetch them drinks and snacks for the rest of the evening. I had to leave as soon as I’d delivered whatever they needed. I was called in for cleanup 2 more times then I noticed about 12-1 am the light under the door was out and when I checked, the door was locked. At that moment, I was standing outside the door, naked except for a pair of Rachael’s panties, I was pissed at being locked out, she was sl**ping with a stranger for Gods sake and I had a hard on that was seeping cum.
I woke up, on the couch, with a large Black cock slapping my face. Black Daddy Cock Master was standing over me and Rachael was holding his massive albeit soft cock and slapping me. He told me to open my mouth and Rach guided his meat right in and I sucked, and got a hard on which they noticed immediately and chuckled about. Then they wanted to know why coffee wasn’t ready and told me to get busy. As I was making coffee he explained whenever he was there the next morning I would have fresh coffee ready as soon as he woke up. Through out the day my life was changed as they came up with rule after rule that I now had to obey.
He stayed with us for a week, sl**ping in my bed with Rach, fucking her constantly and I was a mere slave for them. I cooked, cleaned, fetched drinks, ran to the grocery store, my life totally sucked! The only sex I had was eating his cum out of Rachael and clean and fluffing his cock, no one touched me and I was not allowed to jerk off. My life was shit, I was embarrassed, angry, humiliated and turned on like never before, I had an almost constant hard-on when I was home and whenever I thought about my new situation at work! Rachael acted like they were newly weds, constantly hanging on him, kissing him, sitting in his lap, laying in his lap… It was nauseating and exciting! One evening they ate dinner with his enormous Black cock buried in her, she sat in his lap giggling like a high school girl while I watched.
The following Sunday he left after dinner and of course another quickie. Rachael acted like he’d died, she moped and stayed in bed and wouldn’t talk to me. I did sl**p in my bed that night but she made me stay on “my side” and not touch her. The rest of the week was the same except when she’d call him, while she was on the phone begging him to come over she was animated and happy, then she’d get off the phone and go back to bed. I was beside myself, I hadn’t had sex in way over a month!
Friday evening I made a pitcher full of her favorite drink, extra, extra, extra spicy hot bl**dy marys and low and behold, she drank and loved them. After a couple of drinks she came out of the bedroom and even said I might get lucky!!! She decided she wanted pizza so she ordered and I started a movie she’d been wanting to see. Things were looking up! When the pizza arrived she jumped up to get it and after several minutes I went to see what was taking her so long. There she was, just inside the front door on her knees sucking off the pizza guy, Black, of course, k** couldn’t have been more than 19 and had several more inches than I did. The little bastard actually leered at me! Two, maybe 3 minutes later he’s fucking Rach right there on the floor with his pants at his knees and she’s having a loud shrieking orgasm! Of course she made me clean up and he’s standing there making smart ass comments like, “Yo wife loves my dick mothafucka” and “You a sick man eating my cum, I got mo anytime you want!” I was up late that night, alone and d***k as hell!
Saturday, I woke up about noon, a little hung over, alone. A couple hours later the phone rang and when I answered it all I heard was my wife shrieking out a loud orgasm and a “Oh God FUCK ME” or 2, then a mans chuckle and the line went dead. FUCK!!!!
Sunday evening she finally came home, told me I had to eat her, I refused, I was standing up for myself! She calmly walked into the bathroom, picked up her birth control pills and one by one pushed them out of the foil into the toilet, paused and looked at me with an amused smile, then flushed the toilet. We had a long talk, or rather she did, I mostly listened. She pointed out that I’d always wanted her to fuck other guys, she was, I’d always fantasized about a BIG cock in her, it was happening, that I’d mentioned Black a few hundred times, she was, that I’d fantasized about her being slutty… And she was doing all these things I’d always begged her to just try. We had a brief argument about the size of my tool that ended badly when she measured my mere five and a third inches and laughed when I was certain she’d cheated in the measurement. She hadn’t, maybe even given me an extra few millimeters, DAMN! Did I enjoy seeing her being fucked by a huge Black cock? Did I enjoy hearing all those wild orgasms? Did it excite me that a Black man was doing to her what I’d never been able to? Did everything she’d been doing excite me? Etc, etc… I looked at the floor, humiliated, embarrassed and said yes to all the questions. We talked some more she finally pulled my panties down, ya, one of those new rules, and as she played with my, as she now called it, little clit, she whispered in my ear. BDCM told her she was a Black cock whore now, her mission as a white wife was to serve and please superior Black men, and he wanted her to have his baby and that’s when I came, a lot, one of the best hugest orgasms of my life, from a fucking hand job!
What does a man who is humiliated beyond words do? He calmly grabs a bunch of beers, locks himself in the bathroom and turns on the shower so he can’t hear his wife. Yep!
An hour or 2 later I see a piece of paper emerge under the door. A note from Rach asking me to please come out, everything is fine, don’t be embarrassed, she’s adjusting to this new stuff as well. So I acted like the man I was and opened the door about 20 mins later. More talking and finally she wants to have sex with me. SEX! With ME! Oh YA! I was naked in 4 seconds, frantically wrestling her clothes off. Finally, we’re naked, facing each other when she hands me a condom? I look at her like WTF?! She said this was the ultimate test, this is so she can ensure the baby will be Black, and then she looked down. I’m still confused when she pushed me onto the bed, covered my “clit” with the condom and sat on it. After a few moments I ask what that was all about. As much humiliation as I’d encountered up to that point was nothing compared to what was yet to be! She told me I was soft when she handed me the condom, then watched my “clits” reaction to the Black baby comment, it was instantly hard. And I came, again.
We both discovered that night that any mention or thought of Rachael having a Black baby made us both cum. Instantly! Four orgasms later I can’t even get hard anymore, I’m done! Rachael tried playing with me, sucking, you name it, my dick wa, my clit was dead. Then she took my hand and put it on her belly and said, “Black baby” and the dead returned to life. More embarrassment. The good thing was, it worked both ways, all I had to do during sex was say Black baby and she’d cum. Unfortunately so did I, DAMN! We came close to using the entire box of condoms in one night.
Our final decision that night, actually early the next morning was we’d both think about it and she wouldn’t see him for a few days. And she’d get some more condoms on the way home from work tomorrow, or rather today.
Rach usually got home before me but when I got home she wasn’t there, oh ya, thought, more condoms, heh heh. She got home about 30 mins later condoms in hand, grabbed my hand and yanked me toward the bedroom. It’s gonna be an aviance night oh YA! We stripped and jumped in bed and I dived between her legs, buried my face and tasted cum. I looked up at her and just as I was about to yell I saw the hickies, one on her breast and one on her neck. She looked at me with a cute look and said, “sorry, I couldn’t help it, quick, put a condom on.” And I lasted about 20 seconds in her. DAMN! Wednesday came and so did BDCM, she’d stopped at his place everyday on the way home. And his way of proving that she couldn’t resist him was a new hickie each day. So much for time to think and decide. But Wednesday I admitted to her that, ya, I wanted her to do what ever she wanted to do. To which she asked how will we explain her Back baby…
That weekend he was there again, and trust me, I did not forget coffee! Like an idiot I had it all ready Sat morn then sat in front of the bedroom door listening… As soon as I heard them talking I literally ran to turn the coffee on. WTF?! But all was well because he was pleased. And I was somehow very happy… WTF!? That afternoon several of his friends came over and came, and came, and came. When the 3 friends left that night I was ready to puke, I’d swallowed a lot of come out of Rach and her pussy was huge, swollen and red. And of course they’d spent their time fucking her and slamming me, I had to be naked or in just panties the entire time. But by now, I was getting used to it. Sunday she could hardly walk she was so sore and BDCM was not happy, he kept saying he wanted a goddamned bitch and looking at me and I was actually a little bit excited. DAMN!
That afternoon 2 of his friends came over, new ones, I started to explain that Rach was kinda and then I had a big Black one in my mouth and I had no idea that my pussy would end up that same as hers, but it did! While Rachael laid in bed and napped three “gifted” Black men used me like a crack ho, at least what I think they’d do to a crack ho. Put it this way, they arrived about 3 and fucked and fucked and fucked. About 7 I made hamburgers for everyone and then about 8 they went at me again with Rach watching until they had to leave at midnight. BDCM stayed and I woke up on the living room floor where they’d left me and my ass was REALLY sore. I mean REALLY! I went to the bathroom and sat down and that first fart… OMG! As it rattled out, I felt each and every time my ass slammed back shut and OMG did it hurt and at the same time, it made me feel good, I’d satisfied them. WTF?!
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