John Takes my Wife
My wife and I have had a rather strange relationship for the past three out
of four years of marriage. She's very attractive, in fact built like the
proverbial brick house. She's 5'6" tall, 128 lb. with firm breasts to drool
over (40DD), narrow waist and flat stomach, and a wonderful round ass. She
has long, kinky-curled brown hair and smooth, fair skin, too. Dynamite.
So, obviously, her looks aren't the problem. I am. I've been so caught up
in work - 60 to 70 hours a week - that, after our first year of marriage, I
really began ignoring her. The truth is, if we've had sex a half dozen
times in the past three years, that's a lot.
I guess the other thing I need to mention is that I've always been a
submissive. I had never told her that, and she really didn't have any
dominant tendencies, so our love making was always rather weak and
ineffectual. We got married because we had so many other interests in
common, and, I guess, she thought that she could turn me on enough sexually
to be able to satisfy her lust. She had always been very active sexually
before we had met, she told me. Well, anyway, in the past year, our
relationship really began falling apart. She was often out with her
friends, so she said, though I began to suspect she was having an affair.
It really hurt me to think so, but, who could blame her? I sure wasn't
giving it to her.
Well, things really changed big time two months later. My wife, Angela,
manages a health club and often would bring home one or more of her
co-workers for cocktails on a Friday or Saturday night. This one particular
Friday night, she brought over a new employee around 8:30 or so in the
evening. I had just gotten home from my office and was taking off my tie
when I heard her enter. I went back downstairs to say hello. She was just
entering the living room with her employee, a large, very muscular black male.
"Hello, John. Meet Will. He started at the club last week," she said.
I replied to Will that it was nice to meet him. He ignored my outstretched
hand and just kind of stared at me. A little flustered, I mumbled something
about just getting home and wanting to finish changing and made my way back
upstairs. While I was changing, I could hear ice tinkling in glasses and
the musical laughter of my wife and the low rumbling chuckle of Will. I put
on a pair of jeans and a tee shirt and went back downstairs. I entered the
living room to find Will and Angela sitting side by side on the couch. Will
had an arm around her shoulders, and she was caressing the inside of his
thigh with one hand and a drink in the other. Both were breathing a little
heavy and obviously getting turned on. I felt my face getting red and felt
a gut-wrenching hurt inside my stomach. I was about to explode, like a good
husband in this position should, when Angela spoke:
"Get in here, John! Sit down on the floor next to my feet. That's a good
boy," she sneered. I had never heard her like this. I obeyed, more from
shock than submissiveness.
Again, I was about to speak up, when Will said, "Hey, wimp! Your wife and
I have been talking about you all week. She says you can't get it up. That
"Well, ah, n-no," I stammered. "It's just that..."
"Shut up, wimp!" Will growled. "You're a loser, boy. You got a wife who's
a real fine piece of ass, and you can't even fuck her. What a loser!" he
I started to speak again, but Will interrupted, "I said 'Shut up', boy!
Angela and I decided she needs a real man around the house, not a wimpy boy
like you. So, since I need a place to stay, I'm moving in here! Understand?"
"N-now, wait a m-minute," I mumbled.
But Angela interjected, "Shut up, John. What Will says is right. I'm sick
and tired of your wimpy-ass, little boy submissiveness. I know you need
domination. I've known it all along. Well, now you're going to get it.
I started to stand up, but Will jumped up and knocked me back down to the
floor. Then he ordered me to strip. Again, I started to protest, so he
flipped me over onto my back and sat on me, pinning my arms to my side. He
told Angela to remove my pants, which she promptly did. Then, he flipped me
back over, sat on my naked ass and tore my shirt off me, so I was now
completely naked in front of them. And... I had a hard-on! I couldn't
believe it. Will got off me and ordered me to stand up. I did, with my
little hard-on standing straight out. When he and Angela saw it, they both
"Look at that little prick," Will chuckled. "Man, I order him around, and
he gets a hard-on." Angela was standing slightly behind and to the left of
Will as they laughed at me, pressing her ample right breast against his
muscular back. "Now, get on your knees, little boy," he demanded. I knelt
in front of them, eyes downcast from humiliation.
"Okay, you little turd. Beg me to fuck this beautiful white wife of
yours," he sneered. I thought I would cry. I know I hadn't been giving her
any, but I couldn't bare the thought of someone else fucking her. I
couldn't get my lips to move. Will bent over and slapped me across my face,
hard. Tears did spring to my eyes then.
"P-p-please, S-Sir," I whispered. "P-please f-f-fuck m-my w-wife." And,
with that, I started to cry for real. The tears just began streaming down
my face, and I sobbed with shame. But, my little cock was still hard.
Angela and Will began laughing uproariously. Still standing behind him,
Angela ran her left hand over his chest, down his stomach and then started
to caress the huge, hard mound in the front of his pants. Will pulled away
from her and removed his shirt, revealing a well-built chest. He turned to
face her, wrapped his massive arms around her and kissed her, her mouth
opening under his, their tongues intertwining before their lips touched.
Carefully, he removed her shirt while they still kissed, showing a bra
straining from her immense, firm breasts. Again, he pulled her to him,
smashing her tits against his chest as they continued to kiss. Then they
separated, and Will looked back at me.
"Take my pants off, turd," he ordered. I reached up and unbuckled his
belt. Then I unzipped his pants over his rock-hard organ. I unbuttoned the
pants and pulled them down, helping him to step out of them. I also removed
his socks at his further order. He now stood there, with massive muscular
thighs glistening and an enormous cock barely contained by his briefs.
While I had been taking Wills pants off, Angela had taken hers off also,
standing there in bra and bikini panties. What an incredible body she had.
She could easily have modeled for Playboy. Will again turned to her and
took her into his arms, pulling her against his body. She had both arms
around his neck as his tongue probed deep into her mouth, and she ground her
pussy against his rod. He held her by those wonderful, round ass cheeks,
humping her at the same time. Finally, they came up for air. He reached
behind her back and unfastened her bra. She shrugged her shoulders and it
fell off, revealing those 40DD tits with the large, hard nipples and very
large, brown aureoles surrounding them. Will lifted one heavily and
caressed the nipple with his tongue before sucking on it. Angela groaned in
delight. Then he concentrated on the other. Next, he again turned to me.
"All right, fuck face. Take your wife's panties off. But use only your
lips, understand?", he said.
"Y-yes, S-Sir," I stammered. I crawled over to Angela and put my face in
front of her crotch. I took the waistband of her panties right over her
pussy between my lips and tugged down a little. Then I moved around to her
side and repeated the action. Once again, just over the crack of her
behind. And so on, pulling her panties down a little at a time until I
finally had them off. Of course, this proved a great amusement to the two
of them. And I knew what was next. Will ordered me to remove his briefs in
the same way. Again, I started in front, pulling the underwear out and over
the tip of his immense organ. Then I repeated the actions, going in circles
around him, until I had his briefs off. He stood there now, this massive
black meat sticking straight out. His prick was jet black and probably 11
inches long and maybe a circumference of equal measurement. He was huge!
And now, he again pulled my wife to him. His black rod pressed against her
flat, white stomach. Her big tits squashed against his chest. His hands
stroked her beautiful ass while they kissed. Then he brought her down to
the couch, where they sat side by side.
"Eat your wife's pussy, boy! Make her good and wet for me," Will demanded.
I knelt in front of Angela and began to lick her pussy. I parted her lips
with my finger tips, then caressed her clit with the tip of my tongue. I
continued lapping, while she moaned. They continued kissing as if I wasn't
there, Will's big hands playing with my wife's tits and nipples. Finally,
she was wet enough, Will judged.
"Now do the same to me," he ordered. I almost cried again. I had never
had a man's cock in my mouth, let alone the big, black one of the man who
was about to fuck my wife. "Do it!" he shouted.
I licked the baseball bat, running my tongue over the head. Then, I opened
my mouth wide and took the tip into it. I rode my head up and down on his
cock, faster and faster. My own pathetic cock remained hard while all this
was going on. Again, he stopped me.
Will then readjusted Angela on the couch, so she was on her back, legs
spread wide, her pussy open for him. He got between her legs, his prick
throbbing above her pussy, then slowly entered her. He slid the log all the
way in, making Angela cry out. He lifted his muscular ass up, then plunged
into her again... and again... and again. Angela was gasping, crying out,
her nails digging into his back. Then Will spread his legs wide as he
fucked my wife.
"Stick your head back there, boy! I want you to lick your wife's asshole
while I fuck her!" he yelled.
I got behind them and watched for a second as his black telephone pole
plunged ever deeper into my wife's white pussy. Then I got down and started
to tongue her asshole. The gleaming black rod was right before my eyes,
fucking my wife while she moaned and screamed. "OH-H-H-H-H!
Y-Y-Y-Y-YES-S-S-S-S-S! OH, FUCK ME WILL! FUUUUUUUUUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEE!" she
screamed while they fucked faster and faster, Will diving deep inside of my
wife, both panting, shouting, screaming then, cumming together, Wills ass
jerking as he filled my wife's pussy with gobs of cum. Will collapsed on
top of Angela and they lay there that way for several minutes before he
pulled his softening prick out of her. They sat up, holding each other tightly.
Angela said, "That was the best fuck I have ever had in my life. I could
get used to that every day, Will."
Will smiled and said, "Well, I am moving in, remember?" And they both
chuckled. Then Will looked at me and said, "Clean us off, boy." I licked
the cum out of Angela's pussy, making her cum again as I did. Then I
applied myself to Wills cock, making it hard again as I licked my wife's
pussy juices mixed with his cum off of his shaft. Suddenly, Will grabbed my
head and drove his prick deep into my mouth. He pumped my head up and down
while Angela giggled, until copious amounts of hot cum spurted deep into my
throat. It seemed like it must have been a gallon of cum, and it squirted
out the sides of my mouth to dribble down my chin. Finally, Will removed
his prick from my mouth.
"Well, boy, from now on, your wife is my woman. I'm going to fuck her
whenever and wherever I want, understand? And I'm taking over your bed.
You will sleep on the floor at the foot of the bed. Now, thank me for
fucking your wife!"
"Thank you for fucking my wife, Sir," I said. "I hope you will fuck her often."
And that's how it all started. Will lives here now and my life is quite
different. If anyone is interested, I will tell the continuing story in