davidjacobs2
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I'd only been married for a few weeks before I first cheated on my husband. I've always had an active sex life and had a thing for black men from being very young. Sex with hubby was ok but not a patch on what I'd got used to. I probably married him because he adored me and would do anything for me. Also he already owned a lovely house, mortgage free - I'm very self centred.
I told him I was going out with the girls, but then spent the night with Karl, one of my exes - He's just such an awesome fuck! The orgasms he gives me are out of this world. He makes every bit of me into an erogenous zone - I love it when he warms me up with his expert fingers while we kiss passionately. I just give myself to him completely.
We fucked all night and all morning, I really didn't want to leave.
I came home the next afternoon and didn't manage to make it to the shower before bumping into hubby, who wrapped his arms around me and kissed me - then told me I stink of sex (not surprising since I'd had Karl's lovely cock in my mouth 30 minutes earlier!) and started shouting and bawling. I told him I was sorry etc and eventually he calmed down.
Unfortunately for hubby I just couldn't get enough of black men - if anything I became more and more obsessed with them. I would take every opportunity to meet up with one of my regular fuck buddies and of course I got caught again and again. Hubby kept forgiving me because he absolutely worships me, but I knew this situation couldn't go on.
I stopped having sex with him months ago and just let him go down on me, plus long rimming sessions, foot worship, full body massages etc. He couldn't get enough of me.
I also let him ***** my pee, which he loved - saved me from walking to the toilet!
I didn't want to lose the security and the financial benefits of being with hubby, but I needed a way to ensure that I could carry on being a slut for black men - my favourite occupation.
Being a calculating bitch, I figured that it was worth staking everything on the fact that hubby couldn't bear to be without me in his life. Here goes - all or nothing.
I was in our bedroom one Saturday afternoon, naked apart from sexy stilettos - gorgeous tanned toned body on full show (I spend a lot of time at the gym), and I called him upstairs to talk. This was a couple of days after he'd caught me cheating yet again.
I told him that I was really sorry but I was leaving him, because I needed to live my life as a single girl who fucks black men whenever she wants, which is all the time.
I said I was going to pack a small bag and go to a hotel for a few days while I found somewhere to live.
He was distraught and begged me to stay, but I said it wouldn't be fair on him - I couldn't expect him to accept me being the local slut, having sex all the time whilst still married to him. I explained that I already had a date set up for that night and I'd be having sex all night long with Karl in the hotel. This was the big gamble . . .
He knelt down in front of me, put his hands on my bare thighs, and begged me to stay, at least until I found somewhere to live. He said he would just have to accept me doing whatever I want until I moved out.
I pretended to dismiss the idea, but also let my thighs part slightly while he was on his knees - saying that I couldn't expect him to lie there in the box room while I was getting fucked all night in our bed.
Fortunately he was determined to keep me there, so he insisted that he would put up with it and would stay out of the way when I had a lover visiting.
I still pretended to argue, but I knew that I'd won!
I told him he'd have to move all his stuff out of MY bedroom and into the box room
(I wanted him in the box room because it shares a wall with the master bedroom, so he would hear everything. Also its tiny, so would reinforce his lowly status if things went to plan)
He agreed to this, so I told him I was going out shopping for a sexy outfit to wear tonight, then going straight on to meet up with Karl, and would leave him to shift his stuff. I decided to push it a bit too, and asked him to change the bedding on MY bed and have a clean up downstairs. He just accepted it - I certainly married a wimp.
I bought a very short backless dress and high heels on hubby's credit card and got changed in the fitting rooms - I looked fucking hot! Even if I say so myself. I'd come out in a skimpy sundress so I screwed that up into my handbag and wore my new outfit straight from the shop.
Karl and I had a few *****s in a local bar and we couldn't keep our hands off each other. We got back to mine at 9.30 - no sign of hubby and the house was spotless. All going to plan up to now!
We had the most fantastic night of wonderful sex - he hardly stays soft after he's cum, so we fucked 4 times and he came inside me each time. There was definitely an added buzz knowing that hubby was wide awake listening to his gorgeous sexy wife screaming in ecstasy while she was getting well and truly fucked. The orgasms were out of this world!
Before Karl left in the morning I gave him a long sloppy blow job, spending an hour licking, sucking and caressing his wonderful cock and enormous balls.
As he was getting dressed he told me that I'm still the best fuck he's ever had, and asked how I felt about us being regular fuck buddies?
He said he wanted me to be naked apart from slutty stilettos whenever I was at home, so that he could call in and fuck me anytime he was horny, which is all the time. I was all for this idea and I love being naked, so I agreed straight away! - I also gave him a spare key (to what was actually hubby's house) and told him he didn't need to knock, just let himself in and get his magnificent cock out!
Once Karl left, I moved onto the next stage of my plan. I texted hubby and asked if he would mind bringing me coffee and cigarettes. I heard the beep from his phone and then he went downstairs.
A few minutes later he knocked gently on my bedroom door (Perfect!). I threw the covers off so my gorgeous well fucked body was on full display and then told him to come in. He looked absolutely shattered so I guessed he'd not had any *****.
He placed them down and I thanked him and said I really appreciated how wonderful he was being about the situation.
He looked forlorn and said: "I'd do anything for you, anything at all"
While I sat there *****ing my coffee and smoking I asked him if he'd mind giving me one of his lovely foot massages to relax me after my energetic night? He got on his knees and straight to it.
After a few minutes I told him he could lick and suck them if he wanted - He didn't need telling twice!
While he was worshipping my sexy feet I spent half an hour telling him all the details of my fantastic night, how amazing Karl is, and that I was doing the same again tonight. He just carried on worshipping my feet, so I asked him what he spent the night doing, since he clearly hadn't managed any *****?
He looked up at me and told me he spent the whole night wanking over sexy pictures of me (This was working out better than expected)
He said:
"I'm really sorry, but I had all your sexy pictures laid on the bed and I knelt on the floor naked, wanking all night. Every time I came, I just played with myself until I was hard again and then carried on wanking. I also had 2 of your g strings from the wash basket - One on the bed to look at and one in my mouth to suck the taste of you from. I also had a pair of your sexy high heels that I licked and sucked all night. I'm really sorry, but I'm obsessed with you"
This was just perfect!
I told him I didn't mind that at all and as long as he didn't get in the way of my sex life he could suck my g strings and worship my shoes anytime. He thanked me profusely and I told him to get back to my feet, which he did with relish.
This was going way better than I'd hoped!
I relaxed for a while and then told him that I needed a wee but couldn't be bothered getting up. I asked if he'd like to ***** it - something he's done many times, but never from a pussy with 4 loads of cum in it!
I told him I hadn't showered or even wiped myself so I was covered in Karl's cum and my juices, but he said he didn't mind. Obviously the thought of *****ing my pee outweighed a pussy full of black man's cum.
I laid back, opened my thighs wide and let him fasten on tight, then emptied my bladder down his throat. I loved hearing him gulp it all down, knowing that he was also tasting Karl's cum.
After I finished he rested his head on my tummy and I stroked his hair, thanking him again for being so understanding. I said I was sorry that it must have tasted awful and he replied that I always taste wonderful - This was working out well, so I slipped my fingers into his mouth and he sucked away hungrily.
I let him carry on for a couple of minutes and then said:
"Would you like to lick me clean while you're down there?"
He said he'd love to, so I rolled to one side, got comfortable. and told him that Karl's cum and my juices had run down to the crack of my bum so he could start there first. He went to it and lapped away at my arse, stroking my cheeks at the same time - He knows I love that.
I left him to it for over an hour while I lay there sexting with Karl and fantasising about our next session, then eventually I was so horny I told him to lick through to my pussy. I let my thighs fall wide open and he slurped away, sucking all our juices out of me, then as I started to get more turned on I told him to lick my clit - I've trained him well, so this soon brought on another lovely orgasm. After which I told him to continue worshipping my feet while I relaxed.
I looked down at him and saw his face was covered in Karl's cum. Wow! That was such a buzz, I told him that I loved seeing his face covered in cum and that I didn't want him to wash or wipe it off. Just leave it there to dry and flake off. I'd won now, so he said OK and got back to my feet.
I told him I'd like a long relaxing massage after my energetic night, so he warmed up the oil and got to work; I have to say, he's just so good at this!
I dozed off and woke an hour later to find him still massaging me. I eventually instructed him to get back to worshipping my feet and then dozed off for another hour.
When I awoke, I told him to crawl round to the side of the bed, where I stroked his face, then slipped my thumb into his mouth and my fingers under his chin. He sucked and licked it with relish.
I explained that Karl had told me I had to be naked apart from slutty stilettos all the time I was at home (I don't work BTW) so that him and his friends can just come round and fuck me anytime they want. So obviously I wouldn't be doing any more chores - Hubby would have to take over all the housework as well as earning all my spending money. He nodded and carried on sucking my thumb, so I pushed on:
"I want the house kept spotless, all the laundry done perfectly, my shoes licked clean, and my car kept in showroom condition. I think it's best if I help you focus on your chores by locking your little dicklet in a cage that I keep the key for. Otherwise you'll just wank over me continually instead of working. Also I want you naked at all times when you're in the house"
He asked how often he'd be released and I told him that would be entirely up to me and he wasn't to mention it. I said I'd be going shopping that afternoon for another sexy outfit to wear for Karl, so I would call at the sex shop and buy a cage while I was out. In the meantime he could get stuck into his chores. He nodded OK and carried on sucking away on my thumb. Little did he know that once I'd got his little dicklet locked away it was never coming out again - Permanent chastity for life!
I was out for a few hours spending a small fortune on hubby's card, including some barely there dresses, tops and skirts, two pairs of very sexy strappy stilettos and £500 on a small stainless steel cock cage specifically designed for long term wear. When I got back, the house was clean and he was ironing naked in the kitchen.
I ordered him to kneel, then handed him the cage and told him to put it on. His little dicklet was hard because of me, so I gave him a gentle kick to his balls and the hard on subsided long enough for him to slip the parts of the cage into position. I told him to stand and then fished the key out of my bag and locked it all in place - there he was, naked before me with his tiny cage holding back his instinctive attempt at a hard on. I slipped my finger into his mouth and he sucked away hungrily. I went on to explain that he was now on permanent probation and if he ever went against any of my wishes, or pissed me off in any way, I would leave him immediately and take the keys with me.
I told him he could worship my feet for a few minutes to show his gratitude, and down he went, grovelling and kissing my feet and shoes. I was absolutely buzzing with the power I had over him, and this made me even more desperate to feel Karl's magnificent cock inside me.
I decided to torment him by putting on a little fashion show of all my new skimpy outfits - For the next half hour he knelt on the bedroom floor naked, with his eyes agog and clutching his constrained little dicklet as the cage dug in while I paraded round in next to nothing. I loved the effect I was having and knew that I'd be keeping him locked up forever!
Once I'd finished tormenting him, I told him that while I was getting ready to meet Karl, he was to find all the sex stains from last night on my bottom sheet and suck them out so that by the time he put them in the wash they looked pretty much clean.
He pleaded with me not to make him do it, but I just gave him a withering look and asked if he'd like me to extend his cage time? He apologised and immediately got to work sucking away on my sheet - I'm sure I could literally order him to do anything now and he'd just do it.
That night seemed, if anything, better than the previous one. I think that knowing my husband was going crazy in the spare room, listening to my wonderful night of passion, but unable to relieve himself, or even get an erection, was bringing out my cruellest streak, but so what - the orgasms were out of this world!
Karl and I had a break and a chat to relax before our next fuck, and I told him I was making hubby take over all the domestic chores, as well as going out to work to earning my living and that I'd locked his dicklet in the cage, that he was never getting out of - Karl loved it!
As I was relaying this, I suddenly had another wicked idea; I had obviously got total control of my marriage now, so if I wanted I could make hubby do all Karl's housework too.
My mind ran away with this, and the idea of Karl fucking me every day and every night, while using and ******* hubby was driving me wild with lust.
I told Karl I needed to discuss something with him, but first I wanted to climb back onto that amazing black cock and ride him until we both came again.
After about 10 minutes and 3 orgasms for me, Karl groaned as he pumped me full of yet another big load of cum, then we both flopped down exhausted.
I explained my idea and he was all for it - Dominating the man who's wife he was fucking really appealed to him and he began planning all the ways he was going humiliate and degrade my husband - which in turn got my mind racing too.
To be continued. . . .
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