* * *
Liz couldn’t eat much, her stomach was just too jumpy. She hadn’t said a word to Rick about Darrell’s surprise visit. She was afraid if she told him, he might try to confront the big black man and that wouldn’t go well. She thought she could handle it. As long as Darrell came over only when Rick was around, that was fine. Being alone with him made her nervous. And wet, if she was being honest with herself.
Darrell arrived promptly at seven, after she had cleaned up the dishes and laid out some snacks. He carried a small black bag with him.
“What’s that,” Rick asked. Liz was afraid to know.
“Just a few toys,” Darrell said and winked at the husband. Rick laughed and offered him a drink. Darrell accepted a scotch. Rick offered Liz a glass of white wine and she quickly drained it, her stomach doing flip-flops at the sight of her dark lover. Or abuser. She couldn’t be sure which.
After a few minutes of chit-chat, Darrell put down his drink and said, “Shall we?”
Rick smiled. “Sure.”
Darrell reached down and took Liz’s hand. “You first,” he said, giving her a little pat on her bottom. He followed Rick down the hall and as soon as the man cleared the threshold to the bedroom, he grabbed Rick’s arms and put them behind his back.
“Hey!”
“We’re going to do things a bit differently today, all right?” he said in a calm tone. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a cable tie. He quickly fastened it around Rick’s wrists and cinched it tight.
“Hey!” Rick said again, struggling to free himself. “Untie me!”
“No. You get to watch just like that,” he said, smiling at the bound man. “I can assure you, it will make what I do to your wife so much more exciting.”
Liz watched with amazement as her husband gave Darrell a small smile and nodded his agreement. He sat on the bed. Liz stood in the middle of the room, waiting.
“Don’t move,” he said to them and went out and retrieved his bag. She eyed it with suspicion.
“Did we agree to this?” she asked Rick.
He shrugged. “Not exactly. But he seems to know what he’s doing. Let’s let it play out a little, okay?” She could tell he was excited – his little cock was already hard in his pants.
Darrell returned with the bag and dropped in on the floor by the bed. He took Liz into his arms and began kissing her neck. She swooned in his strong arms. It was strange, this cheating in front of her husband. It was hard to let go and just enjoy it. She wished he wasn’t there and felt guilty for thinking it. She looked over Darrell’s shoulder at her husband and raised her eyebrows as if to say, Are you sure?
Rick nodded and grinned at her.
Apparently, he didn’t see the danger of the moment. Darrell’s manliness – and his big cock – threatened to overwhelm her senses. She had always thought of herself as an equal partner in their marriage, but now, faced with this incredibly overpowering man, she realized she liked being submissive. But only to the right man. Rick didn’t seem very manly to her at that moment.
Darrell began stripping Liz and she felt embarrassed to be naked in front of her husband and her lover, although it wasn’t the first time! She tried to hide her body and he roughly grabbed her neck and gave it a squeeze. “Don’t be shy, show yourself to me.”
She obeyed at once, dropping her hands and allowing both men to gaze upon her nudity. It made her feel hot inside and her pussy grew damp and swelled with her need. She realized she liked being forced to be bad. In that way, she could give up the good wife she had always tried to be.
He picked her up like she weighed nothing and tossed her on the bed. To a woman who considered herself to be overweight, this was heaven. Rick was forced to get up and relinquish his spot. Darrell pointed to the rug by the bed and barked, “Kneel there and you can watch.”
Rick obeyed immediately and Liz found it odd. From the bulge in his pants, he was clearly aroused. Did he like being submissive to the man? Darrell was still dressed and it made Liz feel more submissive to be naked. The black man was working on her head.
He kissed her neck and she could still feel where his powerful hand had gripped her. It made her wet, thinking about how strong he was. And how big he was where it counted. She wondered if he would use a condom tonight. He didn’t need to as far as she was concerned – it was a bit late for that! – but what would Rick say if he didn’t?
She glanced over to see Rick, kneeling by the bed, his hands behind his back. He looked helpless. If something went wrong, would he be of any use at all? His expression told her he wouldn’t. He was just going to watch her debasement at the hands of this black Adonis.
Darrell reached into his bag and pulled out a digital camera and started taking some pictures of the naked woman. The flashes startled her and she tried to cover up. He yanked her hands out of the way.
“Hey!” Rick complained. “We didn’t agree to this!”
“Don’t worry, I’ll give you all the pics,” Darrell said. “I just thought you’d want some shots.”
“Well…” Rick thought of the video he was secretly recording and shrugged. “Okay, if I can get them…”
“Great.” He put down the camera and stripped off his clothes. He took his time and Liz noted that both she and Rick were waiting with breathless anticipation for Darrell’s cock to be exposed. When his semi-hard cock came into view, Liz felt her pussy grow wetter.
“Suck it,” he said, climbing up onto the bed. She eagerly took the tip into her mouth. It was huge. She managed to get about one-third of it in her mouth before she felt her gag reflex kick in.
She pulled back. “It’s still too big.”
He laughed. “You’ll get used to it. Won’t she, Rick?”
Rick grinned. “Sure!”
* * *
Rick was mesmerized by the sight in front of him. He had always wanted to see his wife with another man and this was even better than the first time. He couldn’t explain why, although he suspected he liked being tied up and forced to watch. He was helpless to stop Darrell from doing anything he wanted and that only made his dick harder. It didn’t make a lot of sense, but there it was.
He watched Darrell thrust his cock into Liz’s mouth again and again and it appeared she was nearly choking on it. He was patient and helped her get used to the size, forcing more of his cock down her throat when she was able to accept it.
“That’s it, baby,” he cooed. “Relax. You’re getting it. I want you to be able to suck my cock on a moment’s notice, so this is good training for you.”
Rick could tell Liz was getting more turned on by the moment. Did she like to be forced? Should he try to force her sometimes? Darrell pulled his glistening cock out and eased her onto her back on the bed. He moved down to kiss her neck, something Rick knew really aroused her. She moaned and thrust her hips into the air, a clear signal she was ready for him. Darrell ignored her and began kissing her breasts, sucking her nipples and she squirmed all over the bed.
Darrell turned and looked at Rick. “Get her ready for me,” he barked and pulled her pussy to the edge of the bed. Rick nodded and dove into her wet pussy and began to lick. His former distaste at licking her pussy had vanished.
“Oh god!” Liz cried and Darrell took some more pictures. The couple tried to ignore the flashes.
“Okay, that’s enough,” he said, pushing Rick aside. He nearly fell over and struggled to maintain his balance.
Darrell positioned himself between her legs and rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy. Rick stared, wishing his cock could be that big. He felt inadequate and watched as Liz’s mouth came open and she breathed more heavily. Darrell pushed his cock into her an inch and Liz spoke up suddenly, “Condom!”
Darrell glanced over his shoulder at Rick and said, “No,” and shoved his cock deeper into her.
Rick opened his mouth to protest, the words on his lips. But it was already too late. Besides, he told himself, Liz was on the pill. She was saf
e. It was nastier to let Darrell fuck her bareback. “Give her a creampie,” he said and Darrell laughed.
Liz’s head came up and she stared at Rick. He smiled at her in reassurance. She dropped her head back onto the bed and didn’t say another word as Darrell began stroking, pushing more of his cock into her with each inward thrust.
“Oh god,” she moaned. “Oh, you’re so big!”
“That’s right, baby. You’re gonna become addicted to it. Little cocks like your husband’s won’t measure up after this.”
Rick had always thought his cock was of average size, but in comparison to Darrell’s, it was small. The man’s words made him feel inadequate, which only fueled his cuckold fantasy. He watched as Darrell’s long cock disappeared entirely into his wife. His mouth came open, mimicking Liz’s expression. She seemed to really be enjoying herself, grunting and making all kinds of noises that he had never heard in their six years of love-making. Darrell seemed to bring out the animal in her.
Darrell had Liz’s shoulders in a death grip while he pounded away at her. She became more vocal, her voice rising as her orgasm approached. Rick scooted closer, amazed. He wanted to get up on the bed but was afraid of what Darrell might say. He leaned in close and observed how Liz was keeping her legs wide apart, as if to take more of Darrell into her pussy.
“Yes!” She screamed, “Yes! Oh, fuck me!”
Darrell did not stop. He kept pounding her, his muscular body not flagging at all. Liz seemed to lose her ability to form coherent words. She was just grunting now and yelping syllables, her eyes screwed shut and her mouth a grimace.
Rick wasn’t sure if she was being hurt or if she was having an out-of-body experience with her new lover. Still, he did not interfere. He could not interfere. The orgasms seemed to roll over Liz, one after another, and her entire body was shaking.
Suddenly, Darrell stiffened and thrust hard into her and Rick could tell he was coming inside her. Inside her! He was spewing his seed directly into his wife! He should be angry, but his cock was telling him something quite different. It pressed tightly against his pants and if his hands were untied, he’d be taking it out and rubbing it right now.
Why did Darrell tie me up?, he wondered. Can’t I play too?
Darrell groaned and pulled out. He rolled over onto his back next to Liz, who lay splayed out like a worn-out fuck toy. Rick’s eyes were riveted on Liz’s reddened pussy and, sure enough, he saw Darrell’s seed begin to leak out. He felt his mouth water and knew he wanted to lick her right then and there. And fuck her afterward. How weird was that?
Darrell rolled to his feet and came over to Rick. “You like what you see?”
Rick could only nod. Darrell laughed and suddenly grabbed the back of Rick’s head and pulled him closer. “Clean my dick and I’ll let you clean your wife.”
“No!” He shouted automatically. He wasn’t gay, why would Darrell do that? Was he a bit gay himself?
Suddenly, Liz sat up. “Ohh, honey. It would really turn me on to see that.”
Rick felt a burst of sexual heat at her statement and his mouth came open in shock. Darrell used that opportunity to shove the tip of his cock into it. The combination of Liz’s desire to see him and Darrell’s forcefulness made him want to be nasty and suck on this hard cock that had just been in his wife’s pussy. Once he put aside his homophobic tendencies, he found it highly erotic. In a way, he was worshiping the same cock his wife did.
A flash surprised him and he looked up to see Darrell had the camera! Another flash caught Rick looking directly into the lens.
“Don’t worry,” Darrell assured him. “I’m taking these for you.” He thrust his cock deeper into Rick’s mouth and he turned aside and began licking the shaft. It was better than having his semi-hard cock down this throat! Darrell took more photos and Rick was helpless to stop him and this gave him permission to be nasty.
Rick was surprised to see his actions were having a restorative effect on Darrell’s erection. Yet he couldn’t stop himself from licking the expanding shaft. He glanced over to Liz to see her staring at him with a wondrous expression on her face. She was eating this up! When Darrell was sufficiently clean, he let go of Rick’s head and pulled Liz to the edge of the bed. “Go for it.”
“Aren’t you going to untie me?”
“No.”
Rick scooted closer to Liz’s distended pussy, oozing with Darrell’s come. He wasn’t sure he wanted to taste it, although he already had. But he really wanted to lick Liz’s pussy and fuck her, so he leaned in and began to carefully tongue her clit, trying to avoid the white seed smeared around it. Another flash illuminated the scene and Rick felt he had lost all control. This wasn’t how he had envisioned it and yet, it seemed right.
“You can do better than that,” Darrell said and pushed Rick’s face into the mess. The man’s semen was smeared all over his lips and he gave up and began to tongue her. She tasted salty-sweet.
“Ohh, stop it, I’m too sore,” she moaned, closing her thighs on his head.
He turned to Darrell. “Untie me so I can fuck her.”
“No,” the black man said. “Not until I’m done with her.”
Rick looked down to see the man was fully erect again and it amazed him. How could he recover so quickly?
He climbed up on the bed and asked, “So, you’re too sore?”
She nodded. “Uh huh.”
“Too bad. I guess I’ll have to get you in the mood.”
He reached into his bag of tricks and pulled out a riding crop! Rick wanted to say something, but he was dying to see how Liz reacted. She just stared at it, as if she didn’t believe her eyes.
He rolled her to the side and gave her a light slap on her rump. She jerked and squealed. She didn’t tell him to stop. He did it again and again and Rick watched a change come over her. Darrell moved the crop around, slapping her on different parts of her bottom, leaving pink marks. Liz began to gasp and moan.
“Now, tell me again that you’re too sore,” he said, taking his hand off of her.
She rolled onto her back, legs coming apart, and looked from his hard cock to the riding crop. “I’m … I’m too sore,” she whispered.
There was something in the way she said it that told Rick she wanted to be spanked again! It surprised him – she had never expressed a desire to be spanked or whipped before.
Darrell grinned and grabbed her leg and flipped her onto her stomach. She squealed again. He struck her harder and Rick wanted to stop him, but something was happening here that he didn’t fully understand and he wanted to let it play out.
He struck her bottom several times, marking her well before she shouted. “I’m not too sore now, Darrell! I’m not too sore!”
He dropped the crop and yanked her legs further apart and shoved his cock into her from behind, laying directly on her sore bottom. She moaned but Rick didn’t think it was in pain. No, she liked being taken. She settled in under him and let him fuck her. Soon her orgasms began and again Rick was amazed at how powerfully Darrell fucked his wife. He could never have done that!
He scooted closer to get a close-up view of his wife’s pussy as Darrell pounded her. He watched as Darrell brought his wife to at least two more orgasms. She was limp and sweaty with exhaustion when Darrell finally stiffened and dumped a fresh load into her. He pulled out and more seed spilled out onto the bed.
“She’s all yours,” he said and got up and went into the bathroom.
Rick stared at the sight. Her bottom was pink and her pussy was bright red and distended, the mixture of fluids whipped up into a froth. He moved toward her and she groaned and rolled to her side. He felt a pang of disappointment – and he normally didn’t like to give her oral sex!
“Are you okay, honey?”
She groaned. “Yes,” she said in a quiet voice.
“Are you sure? You look kinda worn out.”
“I am. It was … intense.”
“Did you enjoy it – or are you sorry?”
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nbsp; “I’m … I’m not sure yet. I’ll tell you later.”
Darrell returned and smiled at the couple. “Looks like we’ve all had enough for one evening. I’ll be going, let you two sort things out.” He began to get dressed.
Rick had nothing to say to him, he just wanted him out of the house so he could talk to Liz and make sure she was all right. Darrell gathered up his toys and the camera and put them all in the bag.
“Hey!” Rick said. “You said those pictures were for me.”
“They are – as soon as I download them into my computer, I’ll send you a set.”
Rick stood up, which wasn’t easy with his hands tied. “That wasn’t the deal! Untie me, damnit!”
“I’ll let Liz do that.” And he turned around and left, leaving Rick sputtering in the bedroom. When he heard the front door close, he slumped down onto the bed. He felt like a fool. The man could blackmail him with those pictures! He felt like he had lost all control of the situation. So why did it make his cock so hard?
“Please, untie me,” he said, turning around to show his hands to Liz.
She groaned and pushed herself up with effort. “My god, Rick, why did you let him do that?”
Rick wasn’t sure if she meant tying him up or the spanking or allowing the entire scene to take place. “Didn’t you enjoy it?”
She didn’t speak for a moment. Then she said, “Well, it was … overpowering. But it wasn’t right! He spanked me! He came inside me!”
“Please, untie me.”
She reached into the nightstand for some scissors and snipped the cable ties. Rick brought his hands around and began to rub his wrists. He felt like a man again, not a helpless witness. He took Liz into his arms.
“It’s going to be all right. You don’t have to see him again ever. I mean, unless you want to.”
She nodded but did not speak.
“I’m pretty pissed off about the photos,” he said. In fact, he was really worried. What would Darrell do with them? Put them on the Internet? He shuddered just to think about it.
Chapter Four
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