My Wife is a BBC Toy
, Pt. 1
"Let's go, baby. I found what I want."
I turned from the bar and looked down at my wife, Katie. My eyes were quickly drawn to the three men standing just behind her, staring at her with anticipation. All of them were tall, muscular black guys who looked like they were straight off of a porn set.
"Three?" I asked, with more than a bit of surprise
"Three. I couldn't decide, so..."
"OK... let's go."
It was about a 20 minute drive back to our house. I was silent for those 20 minutes, taking in the noises from the back seat. My frequent glances into the rearview mirror allowed me glimpses of my wife's foreplay with her new acquaintances.
I heard Katie making lewd slurping noises as she sampled their cocks. She was clearly adding some extra moans for my benefit, not to mention her verbal commentary on what she was experiencing so far.
"Oh my God, baby... these cocks are huge... so big in my mouth... I wonder how they'll feel in my pussy. I can't wait for you to watch me with them. Step on it... get me home so I can have some fun."
I pushed down on the gas. Before long, I was pulling into our driveway. I wondered if any of the neighbors ever noticed us coming home with random strangers; did they know what was going on? Did they suspect that my wife, their sweet and upstanding next door neighbor, was a shameless whore for strangers' huge black cocks? Did they have any idea that she routinely got her holes filled with massive slabs of dark meat? Would they ever guess that I had been the one to originally bring up the idea in the first place?
Katie took them straight upstairs when we entered the house. They squeezed and groped her as they ascended the stairs.
"Give us a few minutes, baby," she said through her giggles. "We're going to get started."
With plenty of experience in these situations, I knew what she expected from me now. I went about my task of opening her favorite cabernet and pouring a hefty glass to bring to her. I poured another for myself and drained it quickly.
I checked my phone and saw a text that Katie must have sent during the car ride over.
These are the biggest ones yet. They're going to wreck me.
My cock twitched as I read this. Katie had taken some huge cocks since she started on this journey; I couldn't imagine her taking bigger cocks than what she had already experienced, but I felt myself getting hard at the idea.
To give Katie and her new friends a few more minutes to play upstairs, I started scrolling through the pictures in my phone. They were exclusively pictures of Katie - some solo nudes, some of her sucking my cock, and some of her with her various black lovers. My favorite was one she had sent me a few weeks ago while I was out of town for work. She stared directly at the camera, eyes bulging as she struggled to deepthroat a monstrous BBC.
Before he stuffed my asshole
, the caption read. Later that night she had narrated the entire story to me over the phone as I stroked alone in my hotel room. She told me all about how she hadn't even planned to let him in her ass - how she was too scared of his size. She told me how he had held her down and taken what he wanted.
She screamed and begged him to take it out after the initial penetration. I know she got loud for him because she sent me a few minutes of the audio to enjoy.
"Did you like hearing me get sodomized by a huge black cock, honey?" she had asked. "Basically a total stranger too... I just met him at the gym earlier in the day. And by that night he had put his cum in all of my holes. He just took me because it's what he wanted. And I laid there and took it. Does that turn you on?"
She knew the answer to that question was always yes.
I decided it was time to head upstairs. With a wine glass in each hand I ascended the staircase. I could hear the sounds of foreplay floating out from the bedroom - light smacks, playful whispering, and lewd sucking sounds.
Katie was on her knees when I entered, already stripped of her clothes. Around her hung three huge black cocks - three enormous pillars of dark meat that were going to demolish my wife as I looked on.
She stroked two of them as she devoured the third, seemingly taking the whole impressive length without any trouble. She could barely get her hands around the two at her sides. I noticed that she had kept her wedding ring on as well - exactly the way she knew I liked it.
Katie took turns throating each of them. She never ceased to amaze me with her cocksucking skills. With each massive black cock she practiced on, she became more and more of an expert. At this point we had stopped keeping track of the number, but it was over one hundred cocks drained and satisfied.
"Hi honey... take off your pants and sit in the chair. Watch me serve these beautiful cocks."
I sat down her glass of wine on the dresser and followed her instructions. I was rock hard, and it felt great to release my cock from its confinement by removing my pants and boxers. I sipped my own wine as I sat back, allowing my cock to stiffen fully while taking in this spectacle.
Katie looked at me as she moved her lips from cock to cock, deepthroating each one in turn.
"Stroke it baby... stroke for me while I suck these beautiful black kings. I'm such a whore, aren't I? Just what you like?"
"Yes, baby, you're a black cock whore." I savored the visual as I jerked myself slowly.
"It's what you've always wanted me to be. Just a set of holes to be filled with thick black meat. Do you want them to cum inside me? All of them?"
