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We were consumed with our plans for Leah to have sex with a black man. Every conversation, every question and idea was about it. I couldn’t focus on anything else and neither could she. There was a nervous anxiety in the air, it was palpable but also worrying. My young wife not only wanted to fulfill my darkest fantasy, but it was now her fantasy as well.

I knew she loved sex, but I never knew she would be so open-minded about this sort of thing. Was it

a red flag? There had to be something she wasn’t telling me or something I didn’t know about her. Was I overthinking it? For better or worse, I decided to push those thoughts to the back of my brain and let my addiction take the wheel.

We were both a little tipsy from drinking at her friend Sarah’s apartment. It wasn’t very far so we decided to just walk and enjoy the weather.

“Maybe we shouldn’t do it at the house the first time,” Leah paused in mid-stride, “or maybe that would be the best way.”

She giggled at her own answer as we continued our walk home. I smiled back at her. Leah was so gorgeous, the most attractive girl in the world to me. Somehow, in my fucked up brain, she had become even sexier to me because of all of this.

“Oh my god.” She covered her mouth in surprise. “I wonder what Sarah would think?” I pulled her to me and chuckled. “Knowing Sarah, she might actually dig it.”
“I could never tell her, no way . She would probably want to join in.” She laughed.






Later that night before bed Leah was getting some water while only wearing a t-shirt, I couldn’t stop staring at her sexy legs.

“Hey sweetie.” She took a sip from her glass. “Ready for bed?” “Y-yeah, baby.”
I followed her to the bedroom staring at her little booty. I couldn’t stop imagining those legs of hers wrapped around black men's hard bodies as they fucked her. I couldn’t stop fantasizing about her being blacked all over our house.

What would she look like bent over on the kitchen table, fucked from behind while I sat at the other end eating dinner? Or her being power-fucked into the couch while I sat on the other end watching. Or hell, why not on the living room floor. I’d love hearing her being fucked mercilessly in the shower while I wait outside the door. I wondered if she was thinking the same things.


The next day, we were eating dinner together. I had grilled some steaks on the patio and Leah had brought home some red wine.

“When I was at the liquor store tonight, there was a black man in front of me at the register. I couldn’t stop thinking about his black cock.” She took a bite of her steak and chewed while looking at me.

"Really? Did you think he was hot?" I could feel my dick grow into a full erection.

She swallowed. “He was handsome actually. I tried to sneak a peak, just to see,” she giggled, “see if he had a big one. I felt like such a slut, honey. I’m like literally obsessed with black cocks now.”

"That’s hot, baby, I’m glad you are.” I could hear my heart beating out of my chest. I forgot about my food. My wife smiled at me and took a sip of wine.

“I think...“ She cleared her throat. “I think I have someone in mind.” She took another sip of wine.

I nearly choked on my steak. I felt a jealous twitch in my stomach. She already had a possible lover narrowed down. I thought I’d be the one to find her a man, but she beat me to it. How many black men did she know? The thought of that aroused me deeply anyway.

"Go on..."

"Remember Kivon? From my old job?”

“Yeah, I remember.” Did she secretly enjoy his flirting after all?

“He was actually a sweet guy despite all of his over the top flirting.” She pulled out her phone and started thumbing through it quickly. “Pretty sure I still have his number… Here it is.”

“He gave you his number?” And she still has it? Had to be more to the story. I felt that jealous pang once again.

Leah giggled a little.”Of course, he did, silly. I dunno why I kept it but here it is.”

Her choice was so sexy to me, she was going to reach out to a man for sex after refusing his advances so many times. I could see the lust in her eyes, she looked turned on by that fact as well.

"You want his black cock, don’t you?" I felt the hairs stand up on the back of my neck, my erection throbbed in my pants.

Leah blushed, her inner struggle was very sexy to me. She couldn’t hide her inner slut from me. She delicately cleared her throat and looked back up at me with her big blue eyes. I began to wonder if she was having second thoughts. Maybe I pushed for it too mu-

"Yes. I want Kivon’s black cock. He’s a nice guy and I know he'll keep everything confidential." She stood and casually strode to the windowed sliding door and gazed out into the night as she sipped her wine.

"H-how do you know?" I stammered.

“Karen told me, from my old job,” she said, still looking out into the starry night. “She told me how he slept with another woman there. He kept it quiet even though the woman wouldn’t shut up about it. I like that about him.”

"Why? Was she the gossiping type or something?" I asked. I noticed Leah was blushing when she glanced back at me.

"He rocked her world, Jim.” She took another sip of wine and paused for a moment. “When a woman is fucked really good, Jim, when a man with a big cock can make her his slut in bed, they tend to brag. They want to show off their man in front of their girlfriends, to make them jealous.”

She let out a soft sigh. “She said he fucked her so good, so passionately, that she only dated black men from then on.”

"W-wow.." My mouth was agape. "So… So he’s the one you want. Want to try out?"

"Yes," She looked back at me again. "Is that okay? With you?” She turned back to the window and started playing with her hair. “I just don’t want to hurt you, Jim.”

I pulled myself from my seat and made my way to her, hugging her from behind. She melted back into me as I enclosed her with my arms. I kissed her hair and then the side of her cheek and neck. She smelled so good, she felt so warm. I could feel her breathing in anticipation to my answer.

"It may hurt, but I kind of like the hurt, it’s hard to explain.” I sighed. “It’s good hurt."

She turned her head to me, looking down, Our heads gently touched. “ Good hurt?” Her words were a barely audible whisper.
“Yeah… I really want this.” I felt my suppressed desires erupting from my mouth again. “I want you to fuck a black man in our bed, Leah. I want to feel the pleasure and the hurt from it.” My erection was starting to poke her in the butt.

My wife fully turned around in my arms, careful not to spill her wine glass. "Oh my gawd, Jim. You’re making me horny saying that...” Her eyes drooped in pleasure.

"Yeah? You like that your husband wants to see you fuck a black man on our marital bed?" I took her wine glass and downed the rest of it in practically one gulp. I blindly sat it on a side table next to us as she cupped my erection through my pants.

" Mmmmm , yes, sweetie," she moaned as she moved in to kiss me. I pushed her back into the sliding door and started forcefully removing her blouse.

“Oh!” she gasped. I pressed against her, attacking her neck with kisses as I finished removing her blouse. I rubbed and kneaded her soft breasts over her bra with my hands.

I reached behind her and unhooked her bra. “It turns me on so fucking much to know my wife is not only thinking about big black cock all the time, but already knows which black man she’s going to fuck already,” I growled. I tossed her bra away and attacked her nipples with my lips.

“Yes, sweetie oh... Yes!” I heard Leah gasp above me. I suckled at a nipple and she ran her fingers through my hair in response. “Yes, sweetie. I can’t stand not knowing anymore. I need to know what it’s like to be fucked by black men, I need big black cock, baby. Ever since we watched your interracial porn I... I need it, baby. I need Kivon’s black cock… Please forgive me.”

“I want you to have his black cock too, baby,” I said into her other nipple, taking it into my mouth. I wrapped my hot tongue around her nipple ring and tugged.

“It worries me though, baby. This can be dangerous don’t you think? I don’t want this to ruin what we built together… Our marriage.” Her voice had a hint of real concern. A concern that I had as well, but all I cared about was satiating my addiction. Fuck the red flags .

“Do you love me, Leah?” I looked up at her.

“Of course I do, Jim!” She slapped my shoulder. “But you know how I get, I’m a sex addict… I get carried away sometimes… I need you to bring me down to earth if I go too far.”

“We won’t let it go too far, baby. I love you and you love me. I think it will make our marriage even better.” I rolled her nipples with my thumbs and lightly squeezed them. “Hotter.”

She bit her lip but still looked down at me with a concerned expression. “Oh, honey... But I could never stand for you to sleep with other girls... I just couldn’t.”

“And I wouldn’t. I only want you to have black cock, baby.” I stood back up and kissed her with passion. She melted into me, dr****g her arms around my neck.

“I can’t wait to be a black cock slut for you, sweetie,” she said between kisses. I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.



The following day, I was mowing the yard, trying to listen to music on my headphones over the deafening noise of the lawn mower engine. Doing long menial tasks like this always left me with nothing much to do but think, and all I could think about was Leah and Kivon. I pushed through more tall grass near the fence and caught sight of a mangy dog digging furiously at something on the other side. None of our neighbors had any dogs as far as I knew, must be a stray. I kept mowing past it, hoping it wouldn’t try and jump the fence after me.

I gave up trying to hear my music and removed the headphones. It was too hot and it was just making my ears sweaty. I thought about how my wife still had his number saved on her phone and was ready to call him that very night. It was cute, but it also should have been worrying. At least normally, it would have been, but I wanted her to want him. I wanted my wife to have this affair. Deep down, I was glad she liked him all this time, she secretly had a thing for a black man.

I came to the end of the yard and made another mechanical turn. I stared ahead at our large backyard as I crossed it yet again. Plenty of space for a pool someday. I thought of Leah in a skimpy two-piece bathing suit, sunbathing by this pool. Her muscular black boyfriend rubbing suntan lotion on her back.

I swatted a buzzing mosquito from my face. It left a smear of bright red blood on my palm. I wiped it off on my pants in disgust and continued mowing. Annoying creatures, I wouldn't mind them going extinct. The mower suddenly sputtered and died.

“Fucking thing!” I spit in frustration. I pulled on the cord trying to get it started again. The small engine clicked and sputtered some more, refusing to start. I sighed and wiped my sweaty brow. I must have flooded it or something I guessed. Another mosquito buzzed my ear causing me to automatically slap myself. “Fuck off!” I seethed, slapping in the air like a mental patient.

I sighed and surveyed what was left of the yard to mow when something caught my eye. Someone was watching me through the window of the next-door neighbor’s house. I squinted my eyes to see better but I could only see their silhouette. That wasn’t right though, they had moved out months ago. I gave them an awkward wave and decided to call it a day.



I went inside and grabbed a cold beer. It was about time Leah would be home from the gym. I had noticed she started going more often after we started watching the interracial porn together. I wondered if it was related. I started to grow an erection as I thought maybe she was getting ready and in shape for her future black lovers. She was training her body for B.B.C. I resisted the urge to masturbate and finished my beer.

As I swallowed the last of my refreshing beer, Leah burst through the door, covered in sweat of her own from the workout.

“Hey sweetie, I’m home,” she called, tossing the car keys in the trey on the counter. I got up and hugged her close. “Woe honey, I’m gross right now!” She squirmed in my arms.

“So am I, babe.” I pulled her back to me and gave her a kiss. She melted into me, pressing her sweaty body into mine. She had a potent smell, but it just turned me on more.

“Let's go shower then.” She giggled taking my hand and lead me upstairs.

Later in the shower, I came up behind her and kissed her neck as I soaped up her perky little tits with my hands. My erection hot dogged between her tight butt cheeks. She was becoming noticeably more toned and fit from all the working out at the gym.

“You are so sexy, you know that? Are you getting all fit for your black lover?” She sighed at my touch.“Yes, baby, I want to look good for him.”
I shielded her from the water and soaped her belly and then down lower. I rubbed the soap into a bubbly froth onto her pussy and then slowly penetrated her with two fingers.

“Ohhh... Sweetie...” she said to me in a drawn-out sigh.

I pistoned two of my fingers in opposite directions, trying to rub at her g-spot. She reached behind me and took hold of my hard cock in her soapy palm.

“Getting your body all prepped to take that B.B.C.?” I growled in her ear. “Oh yes. Yes, I want to be ready to take it, sweetie.”
She suddenly positioned my hard dick into her behind and pushed back. I felt my cock enter her molten wet pussy.

“Fuck me, baby. Fuck your slut wife,” she gasped as I pushed her against the tile wall and slowly pumped her soapy cunt from behind.

“Oh yes, yes… Yes fuck me fuck me!”

I braced my hands onto the wall next to her own hands and fucked her hard and fast. The sound of our connecting flesh grew louder than the shower water.

“Oh, Kivon!” I heard her cry in pleasure. Her words drove me over the edge and I came inside her.

“Oh fuck baby, fuck!” I gasped as my cock continued to inject her with my sperm. With my balls empty, I kept sawing my spent cock in and out of her pussy. After a few minutes Leah began to violently tremble back against me in her own powerful orgasm.

“Oh, Kivon! Kivon!” she cried into the wall.




The next day, I and Leah went to our favorite coffee shop. We were both coffee addicts and this place made the best brew in town. They also had amazing pastries, but Leah stayed away from them this time. She wanted to watch her figure.

“What do you think about a pool?” I asked with a grin as I sipped my cup of joe, “there’s plenty of room, might be nice to be able to go for a dip in the summer, eh?”

“A pool huh?” She raised an eyebrow at me. “Sure you’re just not trying to get out of mowing the

yard?” she giggled and took a sip of her own coffee.

“Ha ha but really. Could be nice, right?” I persisted. Leah rolled her eyes and smiled at her coffee cup.

“I guess so, honey, I could see the appeal. It would give me an excuse to get some new swim suits,” she laughed.

“Oooo sounds like a plan!” I grinned rubbing my hands together. Leah sighed dreamily. “Remember when we first met?”
“How could I forget!” I smirked. “It was the best day of art class ever, getting to draw you nude.” Leah dropped her voice to a whisper. “It was supposed to be Sarah that day, instead of me.”
I nearly spat out my coffee. “ Really ? I didn’t know that.”

She nodded her head and smiled. “Mmhmm. I switched places with her at the last second because I knew you were going to be there.”

“That’s one way to get a guy’s attention.” I beamed.

She shook her head at me. “You were too chicken to ask me out! I had to get your attention somehow.”

“You definitely got it, babe.”




After our coffee, we strolled through our favorite park and watched the ducks again. Some k**s were trying to fly some kites this time but were not having much luck, not enough wind. We eventually found our familiar bench we liked to end our walk on and took a seat.

I cuddled my wife close and we briefly kissed. We sat there quietly for a long moment staring off onto the artificial lake before us.

“I love you, Leah. I always will, you know that right?” I said to her softly. I felt Leah rest her face against my shoulder snuggling into me closer.

“I love you too, Jim. You are stuck with me, mister.” She snuggled even tighter into my side.

I felt my heart burst with love for her. She was truly the best thing to ever happen to me and here I was letting my dark addiction push her into the arms of another man. Not only that but I had passed my kink to her like a filthy S.T.D. Maybe this was the moment I should put a stop to it? I should just snap out of it and cancel everything. It’s not too late. This is the perfect time to just call it all off.

“I’m ready,” Leah said, interrupting my thoughts. “I want to call Kivon now.”

I got an instant erection and a deep yearning inside inflamed my soul. I felt light-headed. This dark addiction of mine willed me on much like it apparently swayed my wife. I couldn’t bring myself to speak as she pulled at my hand, wanting me to follow her home.

“Come on let's go, I can’t wait to call him,“ she giggled excitedly, “I’m so nervous.”

She needed to get home as soon as possible so she could call the black man she wanted to fuck in front of me with.

The walk home felt like an eternity. Time seemed to have slowed to a crawl as I marched to what felt like my doom. And I embraced that doom like a junkie shooting up his veins. I couldn’t stop this even if I wanted to. We made our way to the living room and I lovingly embraced Leah from behind as she dialed Kivon on her cell. She had it on speaker so I could hear the ringing echo throughout the room breaking the deafening silence. With each ring, I could feel her excited heartbeats against my chest matching my own. I lightly kissed her neck as I heard a deep voice answer on the other line.

“Yo? Who this?”

“Uh, H-hey,” my wife nervously spoke, “Kivon? It’s me, Leah. We used to work together at Voyage Holdings, remember?” Leah stepped away and turned facing me but looking at the floor. Her cute face was flushed pink.

“Oh! I couldn’t forget you even if I tried, baby girl! How you doin?” His deep, baritone voice seemed excited.

“Oh... hehe, um.” Leah squirmed and turned away from me while playing with her hair and looking up at nothing. “Well I’m doing good, how about you?”

“I’m good, I’m good! You soundin’ sexy as ever! What can I do for you?”

My wife plopped down on the couch and leaned into the cushions, a huge grin on her perfect face. “Well...” Leah began as she glanced up at me, “if I remember correctly... You gave me your number to call if I ever changed my mind so...” Leah bit her bottom lip while keeping eye contact with me. “I changed my mind.”

I felt my dick grow painfully hard and my heart thudded through my chest.

“Damn! I feel you, baby! Never thought I’d hear back from you,” his voice boomed.

I felt light-headed and had to sit. I found myself sitting directly on the floor looking up at my wife talk on the phone to her future lover. She started to nervously fidget with her skirt.

“Surprise! Hehe.” Leah giggled like a schoolgirl. “I was such a bitch to you back then, I hope you can forgive me.” She pouted her lips. “You were so sweet to me, I feel so bad about it.”

“Naw girl! It’s all good! You are just so damn hot, I couldn’t help myself!” Leah giggled again and recrossed her legs. She briefly glanced down at me then swiped across the phone turning off the speaker mode.

“Oh Kivon, if I could go back I’d slap myself for being so rude to you. I really want to make it up to you.” She looked down at me and gave me a ‘shoo’ motion with her hand. “Yeah, I had it on speaker by mistake, sorry!” She turned to her side and laid down on the couch looking up at the ceiling. “Hehehe you are so bad... No! You did?”

I made my way to the kitchen, I needed a drink. I wish I could hear what they were talking about but I didn’t want to ruin things and scare Kivon off. It was probably for the best, plus I found it kind of hot that she was having her own private conversation with him. The more she talked with him the more comfortable she seemed to be. I heard her reminisce with him about old times, but I could only hear her side of the conversation, so I couldn’t quite piece it all together.

“Good night, Kivon,” I heard her say as she stepped into the kitchen. She leaped into my arms and kissed me hard on the mouth. I could feel her shivering with excitement.

“Oh my god, Jim.” Leah pulled back, looking up at me with her electric blue eyes. “Sorry we talked for so long, he’s just so fun to talk to. I had forgotten how funny he is!”

I felt pangs of jealousy mixed with extreme horniness. For the rest of the night, she couldn’t stop talking about him. It was like she was having that familiar new relationship rush, but it was with

another man instead of me.




It was like the floodgates had opened up after that. Every single day Leah was either chatting to Kivon on the phone or texting him. It didn’t matter if we were eating dinner, sitting together on the couch to watch television or laying in bed, she was on that phone with him, usually texting. Whenever that familiar-sounding chime came from her cell indicating an incoming text she would quickly stop whatever she was doing, even if she was in mid-conversation with me, to read it and reply back.

One night as we cuddled on the couch to watch a movie, I heard her phone chime. I tried to look at what they were texting about but she pulled away, hiding her phone from my view.

“Babe, no. No snooping! We are just talking.”

“Oh come on, Leah. What are you talking about?” I pulled her back next to me and put my arm around her shoulder. I heard her giggle and quickly type out another text.

“Babe?” I asked.

“I’m learning so much about him!” she beamed. We were completely ignoring the movie now. “I told him you were okay with us being friends, and maybe more… hehe.” She tapped away at her phone again.

“You did? He’s cool with it?” I slowly peeked over and got a brief glance at her phone screen, my heart stopped at what I saw. A closeup of what must of been Kivon’s massive black cock. It hung down limp but it looked at least three times as big as mine was hard. My wife was staring at his huge, black cock right next to me. I heard her give off a soft sigh and put down her phone.

“Oh yeah, he’s cool.” She yawned. “I’m really tired, sweetie, I’m gonna head to bed, but you can finish the movie without me, kay?”

Before I could answer she kissed me on the forehead and sauntered upstairs, leaving me alone.




After work the next day, I caught Leah in our bedroom wearing her sexy pink lingerie, snapping pics of herself with her phone. She was posing against the bedpost, trying to photograph her reflection in the nearby dresser mirror. I cleared my throat catching her attention. “Oh! Jim!” she gasped in

surprise.

“Let me help you with that, baby,” I said as I took her phone from her and stepped back, lining up the shot. Leah gave me a devilish grin and went back into her pose, this time perking her sexy little booty up higher.

“Get a good shot of my ass, I couldn’t quite get it myself.” She perked her butt up higher while looking over her shoulder at me.

“Christ, you’re sexy,” I said as I snapped a few pics.

“Kivon’s an ass man. I want to show him what I got.” She crawled up on the bed on all fours, sticking her ass up. “He loves doggy.” I could practically see her cute little anus and pussy lips peeking out from behind her thong. I snapped more pics mechanically, I wanted to give Kivon a show. Before I could finish taking the pics, her phone buzzed indicating a new text.

I quickly swiped to it seeing an attached pic from Kivon. He was sitting in a chair completely nude with his legs spread. His very thick cock in his hand, fully hard and dripping precum. The accompanying text read:

U ready 2 get your white pussy stretched?

I froze in a cold sweat as I stared at the screen. My fingers seemed to have a mind of their own as I picked out the lewdest pic I had just taken of Leah and smashed send. She snatched the phone from me and looked at the screen, biting her lip.

“Holy fuck… He’s so jacked.” She started rubbing her pussy as she stared at Kivon’s picture. “God damn he’s so fucking hot.” She flicked through her phone for another moment and then turned to me. “You sent him a pic already.”

I nodded to her mechanically.

She leaned into me and cupped my hard penis through my pants. “You sent him the best one, sweetie,” she said as she nuzzled my ear. I felt her lightly squeeze my dick. “I hope he likes it.”

We started kissing and removing my clothes until I only had briefs on. Before she could remove them I pulled her to me and tasted her tongue one last time before gently pushing her away. “Leah?” I looked into her crystal blue eyes. She seemed confused as to why I stopped.

“Yes, sweetie? What is it?” She ran her hands down my chest and over my stomach. I swallowed hard trying to keep my composure.

“Leah. I want to do it on our wedding anniversary. I want that to be when you meet Kivon. I think you’d want that too.” My erection was suddenly poking her belly through my underwear. Leah trembled when I said it but looked concerned.

Her fingers stopped moving over me as if time stopped. “But that’s our special day, Jim,” she said as she searched my face. “Our special day, don’t you want me on that day?”

I gently kissed her red lips and then looked into her eyes. “It is our special day, Leah. That’s why I think Kivon should have you then.” My fingers trembled as I held her to me. “It’s the perfect day for you to have your first black man, baby. I can’t explain why, but as much as I want to be with just you on that day, it turns me on beyond belief if you were with him instead...”

Her bottom lip trembled a bit. I could tell the idea secretly turned her on. Would she admit it? “I don’t know, sweetie…I...well...” her cheeks were flushed red and she was breathing hard. I ran my fingers down her body until I found her soaking wet pussy. I rubbed it gently over her panties. She was absolutely dripping wet.

“Don’t you want a big black cock for your anniversary present, baby?” I whispered to her as I rubbed her pussy. She clung to me hard and moaned in response.

“Yes, baby, Oh yes! I want Kivon’s fat black cock inside me on our day!” Leah cried as she pulled me to the bed. She yanked my underwear down and crawled on top of me. I started roughly ripping her lingerie off and tossed it aside. Her expression was of pure lust.

“You’re such a perv. I love it,” s he said, biting my lip as we kissed. "I can't wait to be his slut." I pushed her up breaking our kiss and looked at her seriously.
“Do something for me, baby. I want you to treat Kivon as your husband instead of me. I want to see you two spend the day like you were married. Treat me like a third wheel, a roommate. Spend the whole weekend with him!” Precum oozed from my bobbing and twitching cock, splashing on to her.

Leah started grinding her pussy on my hard cock.”Fuck baby, really?” “Please do that for me?” I asked holding her hips still.

Leah’s eyes gave a hurt expression while her mouth hung open in pure lust."Yes baby, I will. Kivon will be my husband instead of you. I can’t wait to have a black husband."

"Yes, I love it," I replied. Her words almost made me cum without touching my cock! Leah quickly gripped my hard dick and lined herself up, ready to engulf it with her hot, wet cunt. Just as I felt the tip touch her hot, wet folds I got another hot idea. It was a dark, kinky idea that made my heart beat even faster and almost made me cum on the spot.

“Wait!” I grabbed her hips and pulled her forward. She sat on my stomach leaving my hard cock untouched and throbbing behind her ass.

“Baby, what ?” she grunted in disappointment.

“Let's wait, baby. I want you to wait for your black husband to fuck you.”

“Wha?” She looked so confused, her cheeks were burning red and her pussy was dripping like a faucet. Suddenly realization hit her face as she put together what I just said.

“I want you to wait for him, baby. We shouldn’t have any sex until he’s had you first. Just think how horny for him you will be.”

I couldn’t believe I just said that to her. I just asked her to not have sex with me! Why did that turn me on so much? A look of confused pain and lust twisted her face as she started rubbing her pussy into my stomach like she was going to hurt herself.

“Gawd that’s so… so... Oh f-fuck .” She started squeezing her own tits and looked up at the ceiling closing her eyes. She moved a hand to her pussy and started rubbing her clit.

“I thought that...” She looked down at me with lust-filled eyes. “I thought about that but it’d be too crazy... so wrong. ..”

“So right...” I was on fire with lust.

“Oh Jim, that’s so hot.” Leah nodded her head to me. “But I don’t know if I can wait that long, baby.”

I ran my hands up to her breasts and squeezed them.“You can do it, baby. It will be so hot and rewarding. No sex until you have had black cock inside you.”

“Are you sure?” She asked, biting her lip. Her fingers were rubbing her clit faster and faster.

“Y-yes. Yes! Wait for him, baby! Wait to be blacked by a real man.”

I felt her hand grip my hard cock, it was wet from her juices. She was reaching behind herself while she frigged her clit with her other hand. I moaned at her touch. I was going to burst at any moment from all this hot talk.

“That’s right, a real man, ” she said in a sharp tone looking down at me. She started jerking my hard dick matching the same speed that she rubbed her pussy. Faster and faster.

“Only big black cocks in my white pussy.” I could see her arm moving up and down on my dick behind her. My dick felt amazing. I was seconds away from an epic orgasm.

“Yes, baby! Make me wait! Save yourself for your black husband !” I groaned in erotic pleasure as rope after rope of my hot cum shot from my cock as Leah milked it with her hand. I gasped out loud, the neighbors probably thought I was being murdered but I didn’t care. I felt it sprinkle and spatter my thighs as I shuddered. I lifted my hips impotently as if trying to fuck a ghost.

“OH GAWD! Kivon OH, Kivon! I’ll wait for you, Kivon I’ll w-waiiiit!” Leah screamed at the ceiling in a powerful earth-shattering orgasm of her own. Her whole body shook and vibrated as she desperately ground her pussy against my stomach and her hand.



After only two days, we were both on edge. No sex of any kind on top of the anticipation of our anniversary plans had us both in a constant state of arousal. We still had three more days to go and I was hoping Leah would be so horny she wouldn’t get cold feet and back out. It was a silly precaution though because at this point it seemed like she was just as turned on and excited to fuck Kivon as I was for her.

I was sitting on the couch browsing some cuckold porn on my phone. The husband had a cock cage on and his pretty redhead wife was locking it with a key and grinning. It looked painful, having your erection constrained like that. I couldn’t imagine using one of those, but my cock was rock hard. I wondered if Leah would enjoy locking me up while she was with her lover? Would I enjoy it? Feeling pain on the inside and the outside but also pleasure at being cuckolded. Leah interrupted my dark reverie.

“Babe, let's go shopping,” she said smiling down at me as she pulled the car keys out of her purse.

The sky was a downcast gray as we got inside the car. I could smell that earthy ‘gonna rain soon’ smell. “Let’s go to the outlet,” Leah said casually as she texted on her phone. I set the car into gear and we were off to her favorite outlet mall downtown. The shops there were expensive but she loved the clothes. Expensive taste, but I loved treating my Leah. As we drove down the highway the rain really began to pick up into a deafening roar. I switched the wipers to full blast so I could see.

“Jesus, can barely see a thing,” I muttered.

“Jim, don’t drive too fast!”Leah gripped the door handle. She could be a nervous passenger sometimes.

We eventually made it to the mall, and I carefully turned the car into the parking lot. It wasn’t too crowded thankfully, but the front parking spots were all taken.

“Hey, Leah. I’ll pull up and let you out so you don’t get soaked.”

“Oh, thanks,” she said without looking my way, still typing out a text to Kivon I assumed. I let her out and then found a parking spot.

“ Fuck me. ” The umbrella must have been in Leah’s purse. I scanned the flooding parking lot to see the quickest route to run. Shit! I lost sight of her. I think she went into the shoe store right?

A blinding flash of white filled my vision followed by a crackling explosion, vibrating the entire car. “Shit!” I exclaimed bumping my head. The lightning was close. “Fuck it!” I leaped out of the car and made a run for it as I was pelted by the unrelenting rain.

I dashed through the shoe shop's front entrance, escaping the storm outside. The cool, air- conditioned air felt extra cold on my wet skin. My clothes felt soaked and clung to me, dripping on the floor.

I looked around all the isles for Leah. She wasn’t here? Just stacks of boxes filled with various shoes and boots. Many dazzling, expensive boots and high heels on display tables. Hefty price tags attached to all of them.

“Leah?” I called out. All I could hear was the soft roar of the rain outside pelting the roof.

I kept looking around, Not only was Leah not there, No one was. Even the register was unattended. I

shrugged and pulled out my phone and gave Leah a quick text. Which store did you go in?
I casually leaned against the front door and looked out, surveying the parking lot. It was filling up almost like a small lake. My phone chimed.

Ting Ting!

In Club Coco 4 dress

Club Coco was two buildings down. I didn’t want to get any further drenched though. I opened the front door of the shoe shop and peaked ahead, looking for a dry spot, any kind of shelter to run to. There was a small overhang in between the next two buildings, right by a small alleyway. I ran for it, and made it without getting much wetter. That’s when I noticed.

“Fuck,” I cursed out loud. The entrance to Club Coco was on the opposite side. I’d have to run all the way around the block and get drenched.

I let out a deep sigh and glanced through the small alleyway. It was dark and filled with trash cans and clutter, but I could see the back entrance to the buildings. A shortcut! I was in luck. I could cut straight through and avoid most of the rain thanks to the small overhang that lined the alleyway.

I carefully stepped into the pathway, watching my step so that I wouldn’t trip over any trash. It was dark so I used my phone’s light to see the ground.

As I neared the end of the alleyway a smell wafted through me out of nowhere. It was a sickening sweetness. Like rotting meat with a hint of perfume. Something foul in one of these garbage cans I assumed. I got out to the edge as quickly as I could when I heard a crunch behind me.

I craned my head back to see a figure slowly rising from behind a rusted garbage can. It was strangely thin and bent wrong as it raised what looked like its head up to look at me. I stumbled backwards into the rain in shock, my heart was beating a mile a minute.

The silhouette seemed to be moving faster through the alleyway towards me and that’s when I turned and ran the rest of the way to the dress store. I didn’t look back again until I made it to the door, trying to catch my breath.

No one was behind me. Just a few cars and a flooding parking lot. I didn’t know what the fuck that

was, some d**g addict bum? To think I walked right by it. I shivered and entered the building, it was time to find Leah and make a mental note not to cut through creepy alleyways.



I found Leah looking at a black dress. “Leah!” I managed to call to her, still trying to catch my breath.

“Jim! There you are. Oh my, you’re soaked!” she said, shaking her head at me. “Poor baby. You’re going to catch a cold doing that.”

“Yeah, Thought you were in the shoe store.” I sighed running my hand through my wet hair. Leah smiled and turned back to the dress, lifting it off the hangar.

“Come on, you,” she said as she took me by the hand. Leah was on the hunt for a sexy dress for her date. And just like that, I was back in the game. It felt so arousing to help my wife pick out a dress for another man.



“What about this one?” Leah asked me as she modeled the dress. It was a black mini summer dress. It clung to her body revealing every sexy curve. She grinned at me through the show mirror’s reflection.

“You look gorgeous in all of them.” I got up and held her to me.

“So this is the one? I really want you to pick the dress, sweetie. I want you to pick the dress for my date.” She gently kissed my cheek. “That gets you hot, right?”

“Y-yeah. I like that one. It’s perfect, baby.” My erection was leaving an obscene tent in my pants. Leah ran her hands gently up my shoulders and looked down at my erection.

“You do like it.” She smiled looking back up at me. “I read about this on one of those websites you look at,” she said.

“You did?” How much research has she been doing anyway?

“I think it’s hot too.” She gave me a quick peck on the lips. “Now let's pick out something to go under this!” She giggled and trotted back to the dressing room.

I sat back down to wait but Leah was already back over to me and pulled me into the dressing room, giggling like a schoolgirl. Two other women nearby gave us funny looks as we slipped inside.

“You’re gonna get us kicked out!” I laughed.

“Shhh!” She giggled as she stripped. I peaked through the door crack to see if anyone was coming. The two women walked off, I didn’t see any employees nearby. Hopefully, they didn’t leave to go tattle on us.

“Well?” I heard her say. I turned around to see her wearing a sexy black two-piece lingerie and performed a little spin for me, wiggling her tight booty. The lingerie barely covered anything.

I leaned back into the door and drank in the sight. “Wow. You are the sexiest woman alive. I love those.”

Leah turned back around and hypnotically swayed her ass at me.”Not you.” She wore a naughty smile and looked at me coyly in the reflection. “My black lover.” She ran her hands over her ass and up her sides. “Will he love me in them?”

Her words chilled a deep thrilling angst inside me. “Y-yes, Leah. He’s gonna love them too. I promise.”

“I can’t fucking wait.” She closed her eyes and ran her hands over her butt cheeks and slowly parted them.”Can you, Jim? Don’t you want to see his beautiful black body holding me down, taking me from behind?” Leah spun back around and leaned into the mirror, running her fingers over her mostly exposed breasts and let out a soft moan.

“Yes,” I groaned as I rubbed my own erection over my pants. “I want to see it.”

Suddenly I heard the door next to us slam closed, someone was right next to us! I could hear the woman rifling through whatever clothing she brought in there with her.

Leah grinned at me as she slid her hand down her panties and began rubbing her pussy.”Don’t you want to see a black man making love to your wife ?” she said extra loud. The woman next to us was silent after that, You could hear a pin drop. Leah smiled into a wide grin still fingering herself.

“Fuck yes!” I answered out loud. Leah smiled and then sucked her wet fingers clean. She quickly got dressed and I purchased the dress and lingerie for her. I never did see the woman next door to us come out, but I could only imagine what she was thinking! As we were leaving the store, Leah pulled

out the umbrella from her purse.

“Here, let's share this time,” she said and then unfolded it above her head. On our way to the car, I never did see the strange ‘bum’ again. Just rain and more rain.

When we got home, Leah was back on the phone with Kivon nonstop. I wanted to keep treating her so I made spaghetti for dinner and called to her. “Sweetheart, I made dinner.”

“Kay. I’ll eat mine by the TV,” she said casually as she went right back into her conversation with Kivon. All her attention was for Kivon. It was like I barely existed to her when she was talking to him. The jealousy was there but it also turned me on. It shouldn’t but it did. She never joined me in bed that night, I got up and found her asleep on the couch, still clutching the phone in her little hand.



For the next three days, Leah was constantly on the phone with Kivon. Her affection was all reserved for him, and she barely even talked to me. It was usually curt, quick responses or one-word replies. It hurt but it still turned me on in a weird way. Did she know or was she oblivious?

The lack of sex or even touching was a constant turn on but left me craving her body every minute of the day. I had to take constant masturbation breaks to the bathroom or look at my interracial porn videos. My Leah was completely off-limits by my own choice. I really was a cuckold. I loved it.

“F-fuck...” I grunted as I jerked my hard cock over the toilet bowl. I was looking at an interracial porn video on my phone in my free hand. Three beautiful white girls were getting pounded doggy style by three big black studs at the same time. I wished Leah was one of them. I fisted my dick faster and faster. I needed to cum, but I knew I’d never be satisfied. I’d never be until I saw my darling sweet Leah finally blacked. I stared at the huge glistening black cocks pounding into the white girls' tight little pussies. They moaned in unison to the trio of invading cocks. I felt myself getting close.

“Oh, Oh... Yes. I’m a c-cuckold. I’m a fucking cuckold...” I groaned as I jerked my cock from root to stem. “I’m Leah’s cuckold!” I grunted one last time as I looked up at the ceiling in intense pleasure as my shameful orgasm rocked my body. Splash after splash of my cum landed into the water of the toilet bowl below me.

After I cleaned up and left the bathroom, I noticed Leah walking by grinning at me. Had she heard me? I looked back at my phone. Strange as it may be, I was determined to record my white wife being fucked by a black man.

I woke up the next day to find myself alone in my bed again. I sighed and got up only to realize today was the day. It was our anniversary! Before I could do anything else I heard my phone chime.

Ting Ting!

I checked my phone to see I just received a text from Leah.




Sorry couldn’t have brkfst with u, needed to hrry for work. Will b home early 4 date with Kivon. Happy anniversary Jim! Xoxoxo



I let out a long sigh and went to go splash water on my face. This was really happening and I couldn’t be more excited or nervous. I had to get a grip, My emotions were all over the place. I thought about calling in for work but I knew that would be a bad idea. I needed to occupy my mind until tonight. At least, I had to try.

I got dressed, ate breakfast even though I wasn’t hungry at all, and made my way to the car. I sat in the driver's seat and stared into the garage in front of me. I let out another long-winded sigh. “Fuck this.” I seethed and called in sick.

The day dragged on and on. I couldn’t concentrate on anything. I didn’t dare jerk off or look at any porn. I made sure my phone was charged and ready so that I could record the action. I made up the bedroom and got the wine and glasses out. I was a nervous wreck. I collapsed on the couch and rubbed my eyes. Tonight was the night. The anniversary to end all anniversaries.

Click

I looked up. What was that noise? C-Clack
It sounded like something was being snapped or cracked. I strained to listen, being extra still. Click-Clack
There it was again. It was muffled but coming from another room. I crept around the living room

looking for the source of the noise. What the hell is it? “Please don’t be rats,” I muttered out loud to myself. C-Click-Click-C-C-Click
Now it was sounding more like scratching. Rats in the walls? Leah will freak. It seemed to be coming from below. The basement? I crept up to the basement door and pushed it open making a loud yawning creak. I needed to oil that door but I kept forgetting. The stairs lead down into darkness.

I reached for the light switch and flicked it on. Slowly the lights came to life, bathing the stairwell into a sickly yellow.

C-Clik-C-Clack-Click

I carefully made my way down the narrow steps and into the belly of the basement. Stacks of old boxes filled with stored Christmas decorations, old stuff from college, some of Leah’s old things. A water heater. Nothing noteworthy. Suddenly, I heard a very loud scr****g sound behind me.

C-CLACK

I spun around but nothing was there. Just the wall, with its chipping white paint staring back at me. The chipped paint almost looked like scratch marks, but that couldn’t be right. Probably a trick of the light. Suddenly, I heard loud rumbles and pops coming from the water heater next to me. I jumped back startled.

“Fucking water heater fuck.” I cursed at the thing as if it were alive.

I sighed and rubbed my eyes again. It wasn’t what made the scratching noises though. I started to search through some nearby boxes when I heard the door open and slam shut above me.

“I’m home! Taking a bath!” I heard Leah call out. Leah! I race back upstairs to catch her.






I climbed the stairs to find her but she was already in the shower. I gave the door a few knocks.

“Leah, baby?”

“You can come in,” I heard her say. I felt elated as I stepped inside.

She opened the curtains revealing her face.“Come help wash me for my date with my man,” she said, disappearing back into the shower. I quickly shed my clothes and climbed inside behind her.

God, she was beautiful standing there naked in front of me, water running down her perfect body. It was such a hot thrill to wash her body knowing tonight it would be entangled with a black man. I leaned in close behind her and pressed my lips on her shoulder as I reached for her tummy. She smelled so good. I missed her touch, her kiss.

Leah pulled away sharply “Let's keep it pg-13 okay, Jim? I belong to Kivon tonight, you know.” She kept looking forward as she cleaned the front of her body with her loofah.

“S-sorry babe. I’m try-”

“Your dick is touching me, Jim. Move back a little,” Leah interrupted me.

“Oh. Uh. Sorry.” I took a step back. I continued washing her. She turned her head at me and spoke louder over the shower water.

“Maybe you should wear your swim trunks or something. Go put them on okay?” I felt my chest sink into my stomach. At that moment, the angst really hit me. Did she really want me to wear that in the shower? She didn’t want my white dick to touch her? I felt my erection grow to full mast poking her butt cheek.

“Out, Jim! Go change or just wait for me.” Leah sighed in annoyance as she shuffled forward away from me further into the spray of the shower. I could have sworn I saw a smirk on her lips but I wasn’t sure. Was this part of the game? My cock throbbed. I got out and raced to find any shorts I could grab and then slipped back into the shower as quickly as I could. My heart was beating through my chest and I was breathing hard. I heard her giggle.

“Now finish my back and get me nice and clean for my man,” she said as she shampooed her hair. After the shower, she instructed me to sit on the toilet and watch her shave her legs. She gazed over at me

“Hey. Jim?”

“Y-yeah, sweetheart?” I was transfixed by her. By this whole situation.

“You can masturbate if you want. I don’t mind.” She carefully ran the razor down her leg. I fell to my knees staring at my Leah’s long bare legs and gripped my hard cock and started to tug and pull.

“Oh, Leah...” I sighed. I fisted my hard white penis to her shaving those gorgeous legs. My pace quickened, I pumped my dick faster and faster. I was too turned on by the whole thing. She was finally going to be blacked. My god...

Leah watched me masturbate and grinned. “Do you like my legs, Jim? Do you think Kivon will like them?”

“Yeah, baby. He’s going to love them.”

“I can’t wait to wrap them around my black boyfriend’s waist while he makes love to me.”

“F-FUCK yes oh, Leah! Leah, baby” I moaned as I shot a blast of cum onto the side of the bathtub and onto the tiled floor. It just kept coming. “Uh, Oh oh.” I pumped and pumped until a puddle of my white jism lay wasted on the cold floor, waiting to be wiped away and thrown in the trash.

“Better clean that mess up,” Leah said as she rinsed the last of the shaving cream off her legs.

I wiped it up with some toilet paper and tossed it into the wastebasket. I stared at it for a moment. I was a cuckold. Or was about to become one and that was where my cum belonged. Not in or on my Leah. It belonged in the trash. She needed a black man's cum. Not mine. My penis rose to full erection at my dark thoughts.

"Tonight Kivon's going to stretch my tight white pussy with his big black cock," Leah announced behind me, interrupting my thoughts. "And cum inside me." My cock twitched and bounced.

“C-cum inside you?” I stuttered.

“I want him to fill my womb with his cum,” Leah said. “I want that too, sweetheart,” I heard myself say.
Leah got out of the bath and I helped towel dry her and lovingly rubbed scented cream on her skin. I sat back and stared at her as she continued getting ready for her date, fixing her hair, applying makeup, the works. It was really hot seeing my wife prepare herself for a date with another man.

Especially a black man. She looked at me through the reflection of the mirror as she applied some eyeliner.

“Did you like preparing me?” she asked me before starting on the other eye. “I read about that too. It gets you hot?”

“Y-yeah, it’s really hot.” I managed to say. I was so hard and so turned on. She really was doing research on this whole thing wasn’t she?

“Good. I like you preparing me for dates. We should make it a thing.”

My wife was finally ready. She looked drop-dead gorgeous, I couldn’t believe I was handing her off to another man. I had made reservations at the Riviera, the very restaurant I had proposed to her at. I hadn’t told her but I even reserved the same table, I couldn’t help myself.

The car ride was quiet. There wasn’t much else to say. I was taking my wife on a date with another man, on our anniversary no less. I pulled up to the front of the restaurant to let Leah out. She slowly started to get out of the car but hesitated a moment.

“Jim, you will be okay?” she asked, not directly looking at me. “Yeah, baby. Go… Go to him and have a nice time.”
She smiled. “I’ll text you when to pick me up, kay?” And then she stepped out and was gone.

I scanned the front as I slowly drove away and caught a glimpse of a tall, well built black man in a dapper suit walking up to Leah. I watched through the rearview mirror as they came together and embraced.

My heart was beating hard. I slammed on the brakes and kept looking. I watched as Kivon leaned down to kiss a beaming Leah on the cheek. Their first kiss. It was brief but made everything real. Before I knew it, they were walking arm in arm into the restaurant and out of sight.