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By Mick-Cuck
Realisation I’m now just a useless cuckold
I’d given my situation lots of thought recently and wondered how could I turn the clock back, in the situation I was now in?
With what had happened on the Saturday in front of the gardener friend, it was damn near a full public display and seemed my acceptance of my wife’s freedom to fuck with big blacks.
I could not be sure Tom, although an old friend would stay quiet on this. He has also scorned me and I took that as a risk he would blab about it. I was secondly not sure if he would return as the gardener again. One weird part of me thought if he did, was it from now less about the task and more about the chance seeing her beautiful naked body being ravaged by her breeding stud? I mean when would an interracial sex fan ever get the chance to see live shows?
I was also worried about where this left me. I mean a few weeks back I’d gone from haplessly trying to please her in the bedroom, and yes I know, hopelessly expecting her to have my baby. Ok, I’d seen her growing frustrations. I could not pleasure her sexually. She allowed me to pathetically and a rare time I was able fumble about on her. She staring at the ceiling, sometimes on her phone speaking to her friends back in her foreign, European home, in a language I could not understand, but lots of sarcastic laughing. That bit spoke more if the truth than the actual strange language she spouted. Usually if my tiny cock was a bit hard, she would finish me with a finger ass massage, stroking my small prostate. If I cum, it was a little thin watery drip.
My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her laughing on the phone. She was in the living room and alone. I gathered the huge black invader was not here. She was speaking to her home friends, in her language. As I entered the room she ignored me, totally absorbed in her chat. My eye was caught with a silver picture frame on the tall cupboard unit. From the light reflection in the glass fronted unit at this angle, I could big see the picture in the frame. Wow,I thought and with him not here and she seems all happy. Maybe a turn around in my love fortunes. Awh, how sweet maybe a photo of us 2 being affectionate with each other from the past in a new frame.
I neared the image, she still busy on her phone.
As I saw it I jumped back. My heart skipped a beat and I felt sunk. That moment of joy dashed by this image, being openly displayed to the world.
I was not sure when it had been taken.
I will try to describe it to you.
They are in the master bedroom and she on her knees on the huge bed facing the camera. He behind her. She looks to be orgasming and he just stroking her out with that huge black love pole. But, apart from her naked breasts hanging you can’t see the big snake spitting spunk into her. From his expression, sort of, he thinking, this is all my sex toy to use for my pleasure. He appears to have just had the high moment of losing a pleasurable spunk load and working another up in her well fucked pink, warm hole.
On the other hand she has her face screwed up, almost beyond me recognising her. It’s like to say,’oh my, this black is going to kill me with that huge pole.’ His big black shovel sized hands on her big ass cheeks, but out of view.
I suppose it’s not in itself an indecent image to display, but it’s what it’s saying. Well, the text on it says that…
‘Making Baby Lloyd’
She came off the phone and saw me looking at her proud photo.
“Eh, you like, yes?” She asked.
I was in a position where I could have said a big shouty NO. Well he was not here. But I knew that would be risky as she would tell the big man.
I trotted out, thinking carefully, “well love, are you planning to leave it on display in here? I mean I guess it’s for the privacy of your bedroom, yes?” Well I hoped yes.
“Are you joking me? It’s very nice photo for here. It make me happy to look. Look how happy Mazulla is. Look how happy I am. You deny me this? You deny me my happiness? You are terrible man to me sometimes,” she angrily said.”You bastard. I call Mazulla.”
Shit, I thought. Mmmm, I’d not handled that well. I guess she will calm down. But no she face timed the big black giant. He connected immediately and I could see he was out walking, occasionally over her head, I could see his huge head. He looks even bigger on the small iPhone screen.
“Hey Doll. How’s it?” He said.
“High my big man. Need your poker babes xxxxx” came her sexy voice reply.
“Me too Doll. I’s a little business here then ma nigga poker is doing you,” he boasted to her. He lifted his heavy warrior kilt and the whole screen filled with the pleasure pole she craved.
“Oh, babes hurry.Just Mick say we move photo from lounge. He piss me off babes,” she confessed.
“Fuck that wimp babes, is he there?” He asked her.
“Yeah he right here,” turning the camera onto me, she replied.
“Eh bro. You hears me yeah,” he barked out. His entire ebony angry facial features filling the screen of her pink cased phone. “ Listen good now you pathetic fuck. I giving ma Doll instructions, you hear me good and she do good to you, Ok?”
“Yes, Boss. I hear you good,”I wimped out.
“Princess, take dat bigger nail and knock into his worm, ok?” He commanded.
She reached to her black collar and pulled out a long steel shiny pin. She held it like a medic about to jab me with a huge needle. It made her happy too as she grinned.
The camera was placed by the side of the big sofa and I was told to drop my pants and sit.
I could see him grinning too and expectant of his order being carried out by his fuck Slave.
She placed a small hand around my pink cock cage, then spat on the cage lid and found my tiny cock slit. In it went in one thoughtless shove. I guess the pin is about 6mm diameter and shiny. It must have travelled the length of my tiny penis and beyond it. The lid of the cage pushed my small bell end neatly flush with my belly. The last part was her screwing it secure, then locking it in place.
It felt weird and painful. Stinging and burning again. Yet like I was feeling hard?
“That’s it Doll. Work his peanut balls a bit.” He laughed out.
She was giggling all girly now. Like she was finding me interesting all over.
She squeezed my elastic banded balls to no feel or effect.
“Rub your cunt on his face hun. But don’t let him have ma ‘ nigga juices’, hahahahaha,” he roared down the phone. “Let’s see if he go hard.”
She was being ordered to rub her pink tiny knickers and sit on my face.
She was wearing a new red dress that hugged her small frame. It was backless and a square neck with sleeves. It was low cut at the front and showed plenty of cleavage. Some of the wobbling jelly like flesh relieving the Chieftains dental work, as he blew off during orgasms. The hemline allowed the tight dress to tuck and mould under her voluptuous ass cheeks. My credit card sagged at a cost of £400 for her to be this sexy. But it worked.!Her long legs were covered in silky black stockings and she had a pair of red kitten heels for the house.
She lap danced me for a while. I was sat back on the sofa, pants still around my ankles and very, very nervous.
The rule was no touching. I dare not as he was watching still. She skilfully positioned her pink clad pussy over me now. Her fragrant pussy millimetres from my face. It was a smell of pure woman, earthy and fragrant plus a strong male musk to it. Like when spunk gets all sticky in a porn mag after a guy has a hot wank into its raunchy pages. No doubting the black man’s contributions were a permanent resident in the big slit bearing down on me.
She is massive for a small women. The slit is completely under her crotch. Starts at the tiny puckered ass hole and seems to run up her belly. Now and since he was fucking her non-stop she was taking his size too. Her inner lips flared like a race horses nostrils in the 2:20 derby. All this and her knickers still on.
“Eh punter, you paid for a pussy lick and CP job special,” she told me. I was confused?
“CP love. Punter. I don’t understand you ,” I told her.
“Cream-pie and punter yes,” she said easily. Like it was her everyday.
“Wait are you saying you offered this in the dancing bar?,”I shuddered to say.
“Yeah it was one offer, haha,” she retorted, her cunt so close now I could feel it’s heat.
I wondered where did the cream come from in her ’dancing’ pie? What secrets had she held from me? A friend said her former club offered all tastes and acts according.
I was in no position to discuss, still my head was in a spin. The hot wet crotch touched down on target. Right on my face. The soft nylon clad lips moulded either side of my nose, then the nigga fucked slit found my mouth.
“Lick it you fucking little cunt,” yelled her master.
Leanne rode her ever increasing wet slit up and down my sticky face. I licked and licked her so hard my tongue ached. I knew he was watching.
“Bubble him babes,” he requested.
With that she tensed slightly, her labia stiffened and her stretched nylon creamed. She farted out a greasy wad, a wad that had been very happy to sit in her pink love tunnel. The billions of swimming sperm now found themselves being forced through the hard at work material, and put to work at the other side of it plastering my face.
“Do not eat it tiny boy. It’s not yours to eat. That’s like you stealing food from me. You get me?’ He told me.
“No Boss, I blouowont,”it sounded like as my mouth was being well cunted.
Oh my she was really full of his seed. My face may as well have been ejaculated on.
The taste was all him now. Her pussy juices were not enough to keep up mixing them together.
I’d tasted his spunk before from her soiled pants and clothes. This was stronger. Full on potency. A man’s breeding A game.
I had a mouth full and chocked a little.
“Switch him off babes,” was his next command.
With that she sat full weight and nestled that big cunt over my nose and mouth. My mouth fell open to try uselessly for air. She’d waited for this, my whole body bucking. Then she farted in a huge hot slow moving yet sticky load of jizz.
“Work him doll,” I heard him say now me being in a life support haze.
As I gasped the filth made its happy way down another warm hole, my mouth. Happy black man’s seed investigating and programmed to be fertilising.
She took my dick and balls and squeezed them through the cage and near dead balls.
I felt nothing. Her grip focused on the nail she had fitted into my urethra. She pulled on the screwed end of it and pulled hard with one hand the other with fingers under the cap wanking my thin shaft. If felt as if I was hard? But I knew it was the long screw I. My dick made hard by it. She reached for the key for the cap and unlocked it. The cap came free of the cage. She wanked my dick vigorously the steel pin still inserted through the cap. My shaft had taken to the pin and it stayed in position. She told me to start wanking now. I could feel the big steel rod in my dick. She fitted a condom on the whole perverted assembly and mounted it. She rode me good. My dick solid and about 6cm long. I now recognised her fake cum noises. Then she spat out the black man’s semen over the rubber and mockingly said very slowly, “ oh yes, mmmm, best sex ever darling.”
The Chief fell about laughing and she slid off, relocking me.
“Get up wimp boy and fuck off now,” he shouted. Along with,” do you think your slut did a good live show. Just like the old days Doll. You is a class whore babes,”
I was sent off and they continued chatting as if nothing had happened.
My cock was throbbing and burning. Strangely the steel pin made me feel I had a permanent erection.
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By Mick-Cuck
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