mcevin
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I think powerd cuckolding is totally hot! Being powerd takes care of the "she won't do it" problem right away. It never happened to me, but something that DID happen made me think about it. A lot.
When the clock struck "eighteen" I moved in with my soon 2BX boyfriend. He was a coke head, but I was totally in love. I knew he would change for me. Okay, okay. Eighteen year old girls "in love" will believe anything. It was good until the rent went up his nose the second time and we got evicted.
But before then, it was good. He worked in a whorehouse, I mean WAREhouse, for WalMart or something, and his boss came on to me. His boss was really gross, like older than my dad. I mean, I was kinky, even back then, but not THAT kinky. Back then I would NEVER have sex with someone like him. Um, maybe not so much now, but that's a different story.
Anyway, we were at a sort of company BBQ at the lake. I was wearing this skimpy bikini that wads up and goes in a sandwich bag. I finished water skiing and I was behind the pavilion putting my hair up. My BF's boss comes up behind me. I didn't hear him, and then next thing I know he was reaching around me with his big hands. There was nothing between my small, pointy breasts and his gnarly groping fingers but my thin bikini top, and he started FEELING me.
I spun around and batted his hands away, like, "What are you DOING?" but he just looked down at me and grinned. I turned and stomped off, my flip-flops popping, and he was like, "Nice ass, too, Jamie!" He got away with it. I let it go. My boyfriend was insanely jealous, and getting him crosswise with his boss wouldn't help anything, and no one saw us, so it was "he says, she says."
Later I realized that I got really turned on by it. My breasts are small, but they are really sensitive. He was only touching me for a few seconds, but it made my little nipples stiff. I kept thinking what it would be like to have to put my hands on my head and just let him stand behind me and feel me as much as he wanted. Maybe he'd untie my top and I'd feel those gnarly hands on my bare breasts, massaging my silky flesh and brushing my stiff nipples.
Nothing like that ever happened. Not with him, anyway. I mean, back then I NEVER would have betrayed my boyfriend, CERTAINLY not with some old, gross pervert like his boss was. But after we broke up, I kept having fantasies like he catches my boyfriend stealing or using haves, and blackmails us. He powers me to have sex with him, in front of my boyfriend, or else. I soon realized that, back then, I loved my boyfriend enough so I would have done it to save his sorry ass.
That was all SO TWISTED: That I'd have sex with some old pervert and betray the boy I loved because I loved him too much to see him get in trouble. And then thinking about my insanely jealous boyfriend having to watch his wrinkled old boss fucking his smooth young girlfriend. It was so twisted that all my arousal buttons went off at once!
Now I fantasize about situations like that a lot. I mean, NOW I've discovered my Inner Bitch. She's a slut like mom was. NOW, I'd do it, especially if my BF-husband-significant other WANTED me too. But at this point in my life, I don't really want to get tied down. In a relationship, I mean. Other kinds of "tied down," well, that's different. If you are a guy and want to be cuckolded, you need to find someone like me.
BTW, I'm not trolling for pickups. I get all the RL action I have time for. I don't want to be your cuckquean, but if you want to write me we can talk about it or maybe role play or something.
I bet a lot of powerd cuckolding goes on. Probably no one talks about it. It doesn't have to be porn-film, face-down, doggie style, jackhammer fucking with BBC to be hot, either, at least not for me. Even being felt up, or just kissed, by power, is enough to get me started. My private sex fantasies drift around a lot, but they always seem to come back to some variation of the powerd cuckolding theme.
Love,
Jamie
PS To be clear: My fantasies are just that. A permister doesn't necessarily want their fantasies to come true in real life.
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Septiik
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Found this a while ago. I think you guys will like it, but it is a bit rough...
I didn't know that my wife could be so cruel. I admit it's embarassed me from time to time, the way she openly flirts with other men. Sometimes it'd get kind of scary, since mostly she liked to flirt with large black men. But until the other night, I didn't really think she would go through with anything. At least, I didn't expect the way it went down.
We were sitting at Denny's, a little tipsy after an evening out. When the food came, I noticed my wife's attention was drawn somewhere behind me. I turned my head to see what she was looking at, then quickly looked away in panic. I couldn't believe it. Sitting in a rounded booth behind us were four black men, two of whom I knew. The Jones brothers, Luther and Tyrel, who used to bully me in high school. One of their favorite things had been to humiliate me in front of girls, pulling my pants down and laughing, smacking me around. I had seen their faces and prayed they hadn't seen mine.
I ate my meal quickly and encouraged my wife to do the same. The men however, had noticed her and she was enjoying their attentions, langorly eating every bite. She could see I was becoming agitated and suggested I go pay and wait in the car. At the time it seemed like a good idea. I wanted to make sure they didn't recognize me, but as I got up to leave, I heard Tyrel shout,"Hey, toughguy!". I acted as though he must be talking to someone else. He shouted it again and I ignored him and walked out to the car. Then it hit me that I had left my wife in there with them.
I sat in the car and waited. I waited for twenty minutes before she finally came out. On the ride home I asked if she had talked to them. She said yes.
"So did they tell you?"
Then she looked at me with this weird smile on her face, and said in a sarcastically innocent voice, "Tell me what, honey?"
When we got home, she wanted to have sex, but she wanted me to wear a rubber because she had been out of pills for over a week. I didn't mind. I loved having sex with her, but it was difficult because the rubber kept slipping off. Eventually she told me to stop, and fell arelax jerking me off.
In the morning, things seemed normal again and as I went through the day at work, I barely gave a thought to what had happened last night. But when I came home my heart nearly stopped. There was a tricked out car in my driveway. Across the street were two more. Surely, she hadn't. She hadn't told them where we live, hadn't invited them over. The horror in my heart was nearly overwhelming as I approached my own door, the sounds of rap music and black men talking and laughing becoming more apparent. I prayed this was not what I thought. But what else could it be?
With all the courage I could muster, I opened the door.
There, on the floor of our living room, knelt my wife, naked, both hands stroking Luther's enormous cock, the head stretching her mouth. Eight other naked and half naked black men filled the room. Some were standing around, takeing beer and smoking. Others were sitting on our couch, doing lines of cocaine off our wedding photo. I walked in and they all looked at me.
"Bout fuckin' time ya got here, ya little bitch!" Luther said, his dick still in my wife's mouth.
She stopped just long enough to say "Oh honey, I'm so glad you're home!" Everyone laughed. Everyone except me.
Tyrel got up in my face and said "Yo' wife been fuckin' teasin',man! That slut sho' suck a good dick tho'! Yeh, she like it when it fill up her mouth. Yeh, look at that. That's yo'wife.
That's right, pussy! Yo' own fuckin' wife. And now that yo' here," he shoved me "bitch, my guess is we gonna start fuckin' yo' wife."
The other guys laughed and goaded Tyrel on. My wife giggled with Luther's cockhead in her mouth.
"Yeh, let's fuck that pus-say!"
"That's right, lemme git me some a that married wifehole! Hahaa!"
"Whatcha think 'bout that, ya sissy little bitch?" Tyrel asked me and when my answer was not prompt he punched me in the face."Huh, you little bitch? I axed you whatchu think 'bout that."
"Man, hit that muthafucka agin', dawg!"
"Yeh, then make him come watch," Luther said. "We takin' his wife into da' bedrooom."
"We gonna fuck her on 'dey marital bed? Hahaa! Damn dat cuckolds brownie is cold, nigga! Dat cuckolds brownie is cold!"
I heard my wifes throaty laugh as they tossed her onto the bed. Tyrel grabbed me by the hair and another guy was like, "Wait, wait, lemme hit him." He popped me in the face and they laughed. Tyrel pulled me into the room by my hair, knocking my head on the doorframe a couple times. I heard my wife say, "Go easy on him, o.k.?" right before I saw her snort cocaine off our wedding photo. Then she laid back and spread her legs. They brought me in and sat me in a chair beside the bed. She turned her head to me and looked me in the eye with a wicked smile as Luther spit on her pussy and pulled her lips apart to push himself in. Then her eyes rolled back in her head and for a while she seemed to forget I was even there. While Luther pumped his cock in and out of my wife, another guy, Richard, went to the other side of the bed and stuck his forearm sized dick in her face. And my wife took it and sucked it eagerly.
"Shiit! Yo'wife mouth feel good, too! She suckin' it like a fuckin' pro!"
"Huhuh, wait 'til you git some a dis pussy. Ho' knows how to work a big fuckin' dick!"
I looked up and saw the empty tray of birth control pills on the dresser and it hit me like Tyrel's fist that they might get my wife pregnant with a black baby. She had made me use a condom, but she wasn't making them. I wasn't to the point of begging until then.
"Please," I whimpered, "she's not on the pill. You might get her pregnant. Please, put on a rubber if you have to do this, at least pull out! Please!" I cried.
They all started laughing. Then another guy hit me in the face.
"Muthafucka, don't tell me what ta fuckin' do!"
"Yeh, fuck you, ya little puss ass bitch!" Luther sneered, "Make my ass pull out!Huh! Now I'm definitely shootin' a load up dis hole! And it's all yo' fault! Hahaa!"
I heard my wife moan a sigh of approval while slurping on Richard's black meat.
"Dat's right! She luuuuvvzz it! You wouldn't mind cuckolds brownietin' a little' nigga out yo' hole, wouldja, cunt?"
My wife twisted the head of Richard's cock in her mouth as she breathed "MMMn mmm", then sucked faster, bobbing her head and thrusting her cunt against Luther. I couldn't believe he had gotten the whole thing up inside her. I thought surely it must have pushed aside other organs to make way for itself.
Tears were rolling down my cheeks as I tried not to sob. She was going to let them do it. She wanted them to do it.
Luther laughed. "No, seriosly tho', you want me to put on a rubber?"
I looked at him in hopeful surprise and nodded eagerly.
"Heheh, sho'. O.K. I'll put on a rubber," he looked for a moment as if he were going to pull out and do just that. But it was a trick. He started ramming into her harder and faster than he had before. "I'll put on a rubber, right after I finish...UNH UNH UNH UNH..blowin' dis...UNH...load...UHAAAAaah...up yo' wife. Hehheh, yehhh."
My wife looked me right in the eye and gave me a nasty, wicked smile as Luther unloaded his black seed into her willing cunt. Once he started spasming, it was obvious she was having a hard time keeping her eyes open. Then she said to me in that falsely innocent voice, "Oh god honey, he really did it! He just came in me. He CAME in me. I might get pregnant. With a black baby." Then she turned to him, the guy who'd beat me up and humiliated me in my younger years, outdone only by his brother, my wife turned to this man on top of her and said in her seriously sexy voice,
"Oh my god, Luther, that felt so amazing! God, I fucking loved it! Your cock felt like a firehose going off inside me! That was so fucking good! You're soo much better than my husband!"
Luther looked at my wife and said, "You damn right, slut! And now that I done hit dat cuckolds brownie, I'monna let anutha nigga use it!"
I saw my wifes hole start spasming as he slid his thick, black dick out of her. Then he walked over to me, stood me up and pulled down my pants. Everyone started cracking up and my wife started laughing with them.
"Dat is unless you wanna fuck dat! Hahaa!"
There was a long, uncomfortable moment where everyone was staring at my penis. I admit I've always been a little ashamed of the size of it. More than a little. I've measured it. 3.2 inches long, 2.9 around. My wife had told me on several occasions that it didn't matter. I know how big an inch is and here she was surrounded by heavily muscled, coal black men with horsecocks anywhere from 10 to 14 inches long and 8 to 11 inches around. Everything I'm not. I guess she was lying when she said size didn't matter to her. She looked at me for a moment, still stroking the skin on Richards thick shaft. Then she smiled and turned away from me, slobbered on his cockhead, and pulled him on top of her by his dick, positioning him at her cunthole.
I was pushed back down into my seat and smacked on the cheek.
As Tyrel stepped in to take Richards place in my wifes mouth, he said "Yeah dat's it Lutha'! I wanna see this little pussy bitch get smacked aroun' while his wife's suckin' my fuckin' dick! Hit him agin' dawg!"
Luther got an evil gleem in his eye. He looked down at me, actually towering over me and quietly said "Jerk yo'dick."
"What?" I asked horrified.
"MUTHAFUCKA, I SED JERK YO' FUCKIN' SHRIMP ASS DICK! NOW MUTHAFUCKA!" He yelled, pulling back his massive fist. I did as he ordered and started masturbating in front of everyone. It seemed like such a natural act for these men, stroking their horsedicks as they prepared to fuck my wife, but when I started tugging on my penis, it seemed dirty, silly. I felt so humiliated and betrayed. But the betrayal was about to go further.
Luther looked at my wife getting plowed on the bed, (my bed, our bed) and asked her "Wutcha think WHORE? You think I should smack yo' puss ass bitch of a husband aroun' a little bit?"
My darling wife looked over at me with a mouthful of Tyrels dickhead, then nodded, popping it out and saying "But go kinda easy on him, O.K.?"
"Go Eeezy? You mean jus' slap him a little, like dis?"
Luther said, his voice raising a couple octaves and slapped me lightly on the cheek. "Maybe a little harda'?"
My wife nodded eagerly with Tyrel in her mouth, who had sort of climbed on the bed so she could get a better view.
All the guys were chuckling. My wife was moaning and slurping. I'm 30 years old and I was being made to watch and masturbate while one of my high school bullies, who had just fucked and ejaculated into my wife, and her egging him on to hit me a little harder as she sucked his brothers cock.
Luther slapped me harder, but just enough to sting. He was building this up. "A little bit harda'?"
My wife squealed "mm hmm...mm hmm.." doing her best to suck Tyrels super fat cock as Richard started really pounding his inches into her. He slammed his cock into my beautiful wife as Luther smacked me again, this time hard enough to hurt.
I heard another one of the guys, I think it was Nate order me to "Keep playin' wit it, whitey!"
"Lutha, quit fuckin' around and hit that lil' bitch!" Tyrel said gripping his engorged cock like a club. There was still room on it for both my wifes hands and the head deep in her mouth.
"Yeh, nig, I'm about ta nut and I wanna see dat cuckolds brownie!"
"Whatchu think ya lil married cunt?"
My wife looked me straight in my pleading eyes, popped Tyrels dick out of her mouth and said, in avoice that sounded as though she was approaching orgasm, "Oh fuck it! Go ahead! Hit himmff.."
her last word muffled as she put her mouth back on that big, black bully's bastard cock.
Luther punched me in the jaw. Richard grunted "Yeh, dawg! UNH UNH ..dat's wut I'm talkin' 'bout UNH UNH UNH ..ya like dat cuckolds brownie, don't ya, whore? Don't ya?" She nodded her head vigorusly while he fucked her.Then he pumped his cum into my wife.
Luther punched me right between the eyes. I was blinded for a second. When my sight came back I saw my wife having the most shuddering orgasm I had ever seen. She had cum that way, full of black dick, watching them hit me. Really getting off on watching her lovers beat up her defenseless husband.
I had a hard time staying erect, but they wouldn't let me stop jerking it.
"You stop playin wit' yo' little fuckin' pecka', I'ma cut it off! Hear me, ya little faggot?"
Crying, I nodded and did as he said. I looked at my wife coming down from her orgasm, laying on her back, laughing.
Tyrel told her to get on her knees. As she did, cum dripped out onto the back of her calves. I swear Tyrels cock must be almost as big around as a forty of beer. When I saw him stuffing it into my wife it was surreal how she stretched to accomodate him. But her cunt was obviously hungry for it, just as her cock-hungry mouth desperately sought out Nate's fat, black dick.
"Daaamn! Yo' wife is a fuckin' slut, whitey! She got her hole stretched fo' me tho', so I could git my dick up in 'er. Dis whore can take it, too! Her pussy feel so goood! Unh daaamn...Shit's all nice and tight! UNH UNH Heh! Ain't gonna be too tight for you no mo' tho', is it whitey? Hahaa! Whatchu think a dat cuckolds brownie?...Yeh, dat's it fuck back on it ya little married cunt! Git dat wifeho' knocked up! Dat's it! Fuck it ho'! It ain't yo' husbands cock! Fuck it!"
"Yeh, fuck and suck whore. Fuck and suck." Nate ordered, his hand full of my wifes beautiful red hair. "No teeth tho' or I'll bury it down your fuckin throat!"
My wife squealed with delight over the way they talked to her, but it seemed she was careful. We all knew he meant it. Tyrel smacked her ass, making her fuck faster. Then he turned to me.
"Dat's it, whitey, you jus' play wit' yo' sad lil' wee-wee an' I'll blow my load up yo' wife! Yeh, way I see it she ain't nuthin' but a baby cuckolds brownietin cum dump and you jus' a faggot! We fuckin' _yo' wife_ , pussay! Whatchu doin' 'bout it? Jerkin' yo' little white tallywacka'! Shiiit! Man somebody hit dis faggot in his lil bitch ass nutsack while I fill his wife up! Do it man, I'ma fuckin' shoot!" A huge guy they called "Big Rod" came up and slammed his fist into my testicles. Tyrel let out an "AAAAAWWWW! Yehhhhh!"
I was warned again not to stop masturbating. Tyrels cock looked like a dark python slithering out of my wifes well used hole.
"Whad'ya think it gonna be whitey? A boy or a girl? Heh heh heh!"
Before Nate moved behind her, Big Rod said to her, swinging his monstrous dick at me, "Hey Whore! Watch this big, black dick piss right in yo' bitch ass husband's fuckin' face!"
My wife eyed the truly incredible size of his dark black member and asked if she could hold it for him. He just laughed as she reached for it. They scooted my chair closer to the bed and she pointed his big rod right at me. She moaned when Nate stuck his cock up her. She laughed loudly, wickedly as Big Rod pissed in my face.
I saw it coming down the shaft like water through a hose. My wife directed the stream of his burning hot urine to my eyes, up my nose, in my mouth. It sprayed out of him so hard it stung my bruised face. It went on and on, giving my wife plenty of time to play, which seemed to thrill her a great deal. When he was done, he clocked me in the jaw and wiped his hand on the sheet. My wife stretched her lips over half the head of his black hammer, sucking out the last few drops of piss and stroking the skin on his massive shaft with both hands. Then she stared at me and stared at me while they fucked her. I saw her cumming, trying so hard to keep her eyes open just to stare at me with that wicked, mocking look. Seeing the hurt in my eyes as they treated my wife like a whore really seemed to do it for her. After I'd been pissed on they probably would have left me alone for a little while, if my wife hadn't kept stopping sucking Big Rod to say things to me. "Awww...poor little baby..slurp slurp...It's o.k., honey...sluurp slurp slurp...I'm not divorcing you or anything...sluuuuuurrrrpp... You just have to deal with being married to a black man's..sluurp.. baby cuckolds brownietin'..slurp slurp... cum dump...sluuurrrrpppp..That's not so bad, is it?" she giggled on Big Rods cock. "Awww honey, what's the matter? Do you wanna fuck me? Wanna fuck your wife? Wanna make me cum? Well you can't," she laughed. "I have another mans cock in me. A real man's cock. But...slluurrrp.. when he's done, if they'll let you, I will...slurp slurp..but..slurp...you have to wear a condom."
The guys cracked up laughing at that one.
"Wanna Magnum? I got some in my wallet!Hahaa!"
"Shiit! Dat little bitch need some fuckin finger rubbaz or some cuckolds brownie! Look how small dat cuckolds brownie is!"
Nate sprayed his cum up my wife laughing. My wife looked at me so sluttily as they laughed at me. Then Big Rod pushed her onto her back and she spread her legs for me to see.
"Oh honey, look how much they've stretched me out! You can really tell how much bigger their cocks are just by looking at my cunt, can't you?"
I could indeed see that she had been stretched out quite a bit. Her parted pussylips revealed a red, used hole, an open cavern
twice as big around as my penis at its most erect, with a river of cum pooling at the bottom. Everyone thought it would be pretty funny to see me try to fuck her gaping wifehole with my little white husbands dick. I stood from the chair, trembling.
"Well? Fuck her, homo. She's yo' wife! Fuck her!" Luther said as he pushed me on top of her. I looked around ashamed and tried to guide my penis into my wife. Once I thought I was in, I started humping, but it was like trying to have sex with a bucket. All I could feel was warm air and their cumslop.
She asked "Are you even in me yet?" She took hold of my cock with two of her fingers and stirred it around in her wide open hole. "Oh, I guess you are." she giggled. "Well..go ahead. Fuck me honey. It's o.k." Then she watched me like a T.V. program, like something she wasn't even involved in. I was grinding and pumping and sweating and she was getting rested, less out of breath, like having my penis inside her didn't affect her at all anymore. I silently prayed she wouldn't leave me, she's so beautiful, as I desperately tried to please her with my inadequate equipment. Soon though, she seemed to get bored with the whole thing and reached her hand over into Big Rods lap, who was sitting beside the bed watching us, takeing a beer and obviously also getting bored of me fucking my own wife. She started handling his limp cock, telling him she couldn't believe how big it was. "It's just so big, Rod! Have you ever measured it? It looks like it's over a foot long limp!"
Rod chuckled and told her that fully hard it was fourteen and a half inches long and a little more than twelve inches around. My wife was working to get it fully hard. "I don't know if it's gonna fit in there, but I can't wait to find out!"
Then it seemed like she had completely forgotten I was there fucking her, because it was like she was trying to get Big Rod over there to fuck her while I was still there. When she realized my presence, she seemed annoyed. "Hurry up and finish," she sighed sounding irritated."so I can get a real dick inside me."
I came when she said that, in spite of myself. My little prick literally fell out of my wifes wide stretched pussy. I knew she really hadn't felt me in her at all. I was crying again, sobbing loudly this time, as my wife started pushing me away to make room for Rod. I tried to cling to her for just a moment more, but Big Rod was ready to fuck my wifes hole and he grabbed the back of my neck and threw me back down into the chair. "Git da fuck out da way, ya sissy little bitch! Yo' wife's my whore now! And she gonna take it! She gonna take it, or I'm gonna break it! And you know dat's right!"
"Dat's right, hit dat cuckolds brownie, dawg!"
"Aww shiit! I gotta see dis!"
As they gathered around to see Big Rod attempt to enter my wife, Luther says "Hey weenis! D'ju cum in that rubba'?"
I shook my head that I had.
"Then take
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