Edgars Next Owned Couple Ch 01

WARNING: This is the first chapter of a series. Unlike some other first chapters, it's short and to the point. I hope you enjoy! If you're not into hardcore interracial cuckolding with gay/bi themes, then please just skip it rather than give a low rating. Thank you for your kindness!

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My gorgeous tall redheaded wife, Sally, and I, Harold, were out to dinner with our great forever friends, Dan and Eden, for dinner when this adventure started.

To give you context, we're all in our mid thirties, attractive, affluent, and enjoying life. Each couple with two healthy kids each. Living our best life and looking forward to the future.

Dan and I are both generically handsome tall white guys. He's six-feet tall; I'm just a smidge shorter. We're both good-looking even if neither of us is incredibly handsome.

Also worth adding since this is literotica: I'm a bit under-endowed--in my opinion--at just five-inches of little white dick, even if Sally never did complain. I knew from summer camp when we were kids that Dan had a nice beefy eight-incher. Huge for a white guy, don't you think?

Eden is an exceptionally cute petite brunette--thin, with just enough curves to be attractive to any guy. I'd certainly day-dreamed once or twice about how she'd be nice to go to bed with! She has big brown eyes, gorgeous hair and face, and a ton of charisma.

Sally is the stunner of our group, at 5'10", with a gorgeous face, flowing red curls, bright blue eyes, and an incredible 34DD-24-37 physique. Literally every guy we know would love to fuck my wife given half a chance, married or not.

I have just one guy friend who hasn't made a comment to me over the years--and I suspect he's secretly gay. That's how hot my wife is! I am an extremely lucky man!

While she's generally conservative--and even a bit religious--Sally has a strong sex drive, too. I really won the lottery.

Sally and I had just moved back to town--New York City--where Dan and I had grown up together. We were all fast friends. It was a beautiful summer night, and we were enjoying a lovely Mediterranean meal together downtown on a Saturday.

We were slowly savoring coffee and dessert as we were the last seating of the evening.

"So," Sally at last brought up, "Harold says that you two had something important that you wanted to discuss this evening, but nothing unusual has come up yet. Have you changed your minds?"

"Thanks for asking, Sally," Dan ventured. "It is an awkward topic to bring up. Exciting--and yet potentially uncomfortable. You might feel differently about us when we explain."

"Oh?" Sally replied, simply.

I was quieter. You see, I knew a little more about Dan and Eden than Sally did. I wanted to keep that to myself for now, and being quiet was a good way to do it.

"Yes," Eden jumped in. "It may be best if I start... Do you two remember Edgar from the party at our house a few weeks back?"

"The tall black gentlemen?" Sally said. "Yes! He was quite the conversationalist. It was a pleasure meeting him."

"Well, you guys," Eden continued. "He's not just a friend."

"What do you mean, Eden?" I jumped in. I knew it might seem suspicious if I were too quiet. "Are you in business together or something?"

"More an 'or something'!" Dan mentioned, with a nervous laugh.

"Yes," Eden said. "There's no point in mincing words, I suppose... Simply put: Edgar is our alpha bull."

Sally spat out the water in her mouth, she was so stunned. "What?!!" she said, "You guys have an alpha bull? For real?"

"Yes, Sally," Dan said. "We do. For over a year now, Edgar has been our alpha bull. He's been our 'Master' Edgar, in fact... We're in the so-called 'BBC cuckold' lifestyle. Do you two know what that is?"

Dan looked Sally in the eye as he finished his question. I most definitely knew what the lifestyle was--I was turned onto it from porn and erotica even before Dan had divulged his and Eden's sex life to me.

I was dying to see what Sally would say.

"Uh..." she began tentatively. "Well, my friend Lisa told me about it actually... So, yes! A white couple--usually married--reorganize their sex life around big black... uh... penises for her, while he's celibate."

"Close, Sally," Eden chimed in. "First of all, a 'BBC' isn't a 'penis.' It's a 'c-o-c-k'--a 'cock.' Second of all, usually the white guy in the couple becomes either gay or bi for BBC, too... Like my husband, here... Dan's almost all the way gay for BBC now... While Dan still gets turned on from watching me get blacked, it's big... black... COCKS that are the center of his sexual attention and needs."

"Oh, wow..." Sally said. "I never thought I'd have friends into something like this! Especially such good friends! You guys aren't joking? You're sure you're not putting us on?"

"Nope, no joke, Sally," Dan said. "Eden loves to get blacked. I get off watching and servicing BBC right alongside her. Edgar is our BBC 'owner' now. We call him 'Master' Edgar or 'Sir' Edgar. We serve him and any BBC he wishes. Eden isn't allowed to touch me sexually or even kiss me on the mouth unless Master Edgar orders some small mercy-- like having me lick her clean after she's been servicing BBC-- or, very rarely, a hand job. Most often, I am sucking BBC alongside my adorable wife!"

"He can deepthroat like the best of them now, Sally! It's really impressive!" Eden piped in.

"Wow!!! I'm just floored!" my gorgeous wife repeated. "Harold--did you know about this?!"

"Well..."

"What the fuck, Harold!!" Sally yelled at me then lowered her voice. "You knew our close friends were into this perverted lifestyle and didn't think to tell me?"

"Well..." I started again. "Uh, I wasn't sure I saw any clear 'benefit' to telling you, honey!"

"Fair enough, I guess! Fair enough!" Sally replied, starting to calm herself. "So... Eden and Dan... why are you telling *me* now? Why are you guys bothering? You *KNOW* I'm kind of straightlaced... Why chance it?!"

"Oh, it's really very simple, Sally," Eden said. "Master Edgar *ordered* us to tell you... You see, Master wants to fuck you, Sally--and he's hoping to own you and Harold together as a couple. He ordered that we approach--and persuade--you... In fact, if we succeed in persuading, he has a reward planned for us... And, if we fail, he has discipline planned!"

I bit my tongue, as I could tell Sally was feeling very provoked.

"What?!?!" my beautiful wife exclaimed. "What the heck?!?! Why on God's earth would 'Master' Edgar think I would be interested in getting... um... let's say 'laid' by him?!? In us getting 'owned' by him?! Do we look bananas?! I mean... No insult meant, but what you guys are doing is bananas!! It could ruin your marriage!! You could end up with black babies, too, for crying out loud!!"

"I can assure you, Sally, our marriage has never been stronger," chimed in Dan.

"And as for black babies... Well, that is in our plan, too, you see!" chimed in Eden. "We actually want black babies! I've been begging Master to breed me!"

"And I've been begging him, too!" added Dan.

"That's actually the reward that Master Edgar has promised us!" confided Eden. "If we convert you two to black, he's agreed to breed me! He's going to let Dan flush away all my pills so he can breed me if I can get you, Sally, to agree to fuck him even for just one night--with Harold as the fluffer, though, of course... Harold has to 'pay homage' to BBC as well!"

"So what do you two think?" Dan asked. He looked briefly at Sally before shifting to me as he finished his question. I suppose I was meant to go first.

Shit!! I didn't want to have to speak first! But I was stuck.

"Uhhh...." I started, stalling for time. "I mean... uh... This is a lot to take in, guys!"

"Oh come on, Harold!" Dan pushed me. "I know you've at least thought about this. After all, I told you about our lifestyle six months ago. Surely you wondered whether it would interest you and Sally? How could you help it!"

"Okay, okay!" I admitted. "True! But I love Sally! And I can see how stunned and uncomfortable she is... I don't want to put her on the spot with whatever my feelings might be... That wouldn't be very loving of me, would it?"

"Yeah," Eden interjected. "Dan-- give the guy a break! I'm sure the idea turns him on... All you white guys are latent faggots for BBC nowadays... You know it... I'm sure Harold would love for them to go black! But you were kind to ask Harold first rather than put Sally on the spot right away... Sally, are you okay? You look pale as a ghost!"

I turned to my wife to see that indeed she did look pale! She looked stunned and frozen as well!

"Oh, wow!" my beautiful wife managed to say after a moment. "This is all just really shocking to me... And give me some slack! I am the only one new to all this information at this table!"

"Yeah, Sally," Eden said. "That's fair. I hear you. This is quite the conversation bomb for a conservative gal like you, I'm sure!"

"To say the least!" my wife responded.

We all had a gentle chuckle as we noticed Sally begin to relax her body language a little as her initial shock wore off, and she remembered she was with two great friends and me, her loving husband. No one was going to bite-- and no one was going to force her to do anything!

Eden seized upon the relaxed moment to lay out next steps. "Look," she said, "Clearly this has been a lot to lay on you guys--especially Sally. We get that. Why don't we call it a night? Why don't we plan on you guys joining us--and Edgar--next Saturday night at our place? That gives you a whole week to ask us questions, talk it over, and decide whether you want to move forward."

"Golly!" Sally exclaimed, "Just a week?!"

"Yes," Eden explained. "Edgar's experience is that a week is the ideal amount of time for a 'propositioned' white couple to think over whether they'd like to submit to him. It offers time for reflection but without endless stewing. You have a week, or Master Edgar's offer is off the table."

"It's for the best that way," Dan added.

"Sure," I contributed, "I can see how that makes sense... Sally and I will figure it out... Won't we, Sally?"

I turned to my wife. Once again, she looked shocked and awed.

"Wow!" Sally said. "You mean a week from now--a mere seven days from now--we could be submitting to your back bull's giant cock? Both of us? Me--I'm assuming with all my 'options'--and Harold, with his face and throat?!"

"That's right, Sally," Eden said. "A week from now--if you're smart--you'll be on your way to being black-owned, black-only, and black-bred. You'll be a white slutwife for BBC for the very first time!"

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