Blacked and Betrayed (chapters 1 through 3) by rat_race

by rat_race

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CHAPTER 1 – My First Cuckold Experience

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“Oh come on. It’ll be fun,” I insisted, sitting there in that dingy neighborhood bar, in the not-so-nice part of town. “What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Remember?”

“Yeah, but we’re not in Vegas, Carl. We’re here in Austin, Texas. Our home town. Remember?” my 32-year-old wife, Sally, argued back, and then continued on, “And we also just happen to be pillars of our community. Don’t forget that. What if this got out? I mean, what would all our neighbors think if they ever found out what we’re up to right now?”

Sally’s lily-white skin and her long, straight, parted-right-down-the-middle, dark-brown hair perfectly set off her piercing, sky-blue eyes. The kind of eyes with dark black pupils that just seem to stare right through a person. And that was exactly what she was doing to me right now.

“Hey! Don’t put this all off on me,” I said to my wife, “You’re the one who told me that you’ve always fantasized about what it would be like to have sex with a black guy. Remember? You told me that you’d never gotten the chance to live out your fantasy, because you and I met and fell in love while you were still in high school. And so you never got the chance to play the field.”

“Yeah, I did tell you that,” Sally admitted, “And it’s true, as much as I hate to admit it. But I didn’t mean for you to take me out to a bar, and try to find some black guy who’ll agree to have sex with me–and also agree to let you watch us while we’re doin’ it.”

“Hey, that’s part of the deal. And don’t forget. You didn’t just agree to have sex with a black guy either. You promised me that you would make love to him, just like you make love to me. And that means that first, you guys will get naked and then French-kiss, while you’re playing with his dick and his balls, and also letting him finger your pussy at the same time–if he wants to. And I’m pretty sure that he will want to do that.”

“You think?” Sally said, very sarcastically.

“Yeah. And then you’ll suck the black guy’s dick, before letting him eat your pussy–once again, only if he wants to do that. And remember, no ’69-ing’ allowed. You got that?”

Sally replied, just as sarcastically, but this time using a high-pitched, little-girl-sounding voice–and one that I had heard plenty of times in the past–“Yes, sir, Daddy. I’ll be a good little girl, and make sure that me and the nice black man take turns doin’ all that naughty, oral sex stuff.”

“Good. So then, what are you supposed to do next, Little Girl?” I asked. I always played along with my wife, whenever she went into what I liked to call her “little girl mode”.

“I’m supposed to let the nice black man rub his peepee against mine, so that he can tinkle in my peepee,” said Sally, still using that same high-pitched voice, but this time without any detectable sarcasm.

“That’s right, Sweetie.”

“Don’t worry, Daddy. I’ll make you very happy.”

“Did you shave off that patch of hair above your little peepee, like I asked you to?”

“Of course I did, Daddy. And now my peepee looks just like it used to, back when I was much younger. Not a single hair left on it anywhere. I promise.”

“Excellent! So now, there’ll be nothing to hide my view.”

Sally effortlessly switched back to her normal adult voice, and abruptly ended her “little girl mode” by saying, “Wow, that sounds pretty creepy, Carl.”

“I’ll tell you what sounds ‘creepy’. It’s that little-girl voice of yours.”

“Oh yeah, right! Like it doesn’t turn you on. Give me a break! I know you too well, Carl. Remember?” Sally remarked, talking another sip of her drink. “So are you actually gonna jack off, while you’re watchin’ me and the black guy go at it?”

“You bet I am. What else would a good cuckold do in that situation?”

“Well, that’s good. ‘Cuz I want you to cum your ass off, while you’re watchin’ me get knocked up by a black dude.”

“What the hell are you talkin’ about, Sally? That’s crazy! He can’t get you pregnant. Not while you’re on The Pill.”

Sally just quietly sat there, and gave me a blank stare.

“Sally, don’t look at me like that. You are on The Pill, aren’t you?”

“Of course I am, Silly. I was just fuckin’ with your mind. That’s all. Just like you always fuck with mine.”

“Well, tonight I’m gonna do my best to find you a big black dick to fuck. So are you still game?”

“Oh hell yes! Let’s get this show on the road. But please don’t take this the wrong way, Carl. I need you to stay right here at this table, and let me go find a black guy that’s attractive to me. One that I really wanna fuck. Okay? Deal?”

“Deal. I guess it’s the least I can do, all things considered,” I said.

“It is,” Sally agreed with me, and then added, “Well, here goes nothin’…” before she slammed her empty drink glass down onto the tabletop. And then she slowly and tentatively made her way across the room to the far end of the bar, as she was approaching a young black man who was sitting on a bar stool, right next to his Hispanic friend.

I admired Sally’s spunk–especially once she had a few Manhattans down her throat. She had no intention of waiting for me to try to set her up with a black guy. No sir. She was bound and determined to negotiate that deal, all on her own. In other words, she was hell-bent on picking which black guy she wanted to fuck. And by the way, there were several black men in the bar at the time. So Sally had plenty to choose from.

As Sally began coyly flirting with her “chosen black man” I was struck by just how different he was from the tall, overly-muscular type of black man that I would have chosen to be Sally’s sex partner for the night.

Instead, the much more diminutive black man that Sally had chosen to flirt with at the bar was only about 5′ 9″ tall, and he had a decidedly-preppy look to him.

But at least he was black. In fact, he was very dark-skinned for a black man. And I couldn’t help but watch Sally like a hawk–while my dick was naturally beginning to stiffen inside my pants–as I was thinking about what was getting ready to happen that night.

And when Sally finally began kissing the young black man on the lips, right in front of me, everything instantly became very real for me.

My wife of nearly 14 years was getting ready to live out her long-standing fantasy of actually fucking a black guy for the first time ever. And she had agreed to do it all right in front of me, with me just a few feet away, and watching this arguably-taboo sex act, as it was taking place.

I knew that I was just a few moments away from driving all of us to the nearby La Quinta second floor hotel room that my wife and I had booked two days earlier, just for this express purpose. And I knew that I was going to get to watch my naked wife as she was happily letting another man fuck her now-baby-bare pussy, and inseminate her vagina.

And this was not just any other man, either. This was a black man who would be fucking my white wife. And I knew that he would be inseminating the same vagina and womb that both of our children had emerged from, many years earlier.

And I can’t lie to you. I was also hoping that the black guy would end up having a gigantic dick too (for Sally’s sake, of course). One that would hopefully dwarf my 6 1/2-inch long erect penis, which was nearly at full-attention by the time that Sally came back over to our table, with the black stranger in-tow. At that moment, I was just glad that the small cocktail table was effectively hiding my crotch from view.

“Carl, this is Henry. He has agreed to our little deal,” Sally proudly announced.

“Did you explain to him how things are supposed to go down?” I asked Sally.

“Yes. And he’s perfectly okay with everything. Even the part about you watchin’ us in action.”

“Is that true, Henry?” I said, turning my attention towards the black stranger.

“Yes sir,” Henry quickly replied, “I can’t wait to have sex with your wife. She’s so beautiful!”

“I think so too,” I agreed with him. And then Henry, Sally and I chatted for a little while, sitting around that small cocktail table. And it was a good thing too, because I really needed to buy some time so that I could lose my erection before I got up out of my chair.

During our chat, I learned that Henry was here as an exchange student from Ethiopia, and that he was an archeology major at a local university. And I quickly discovered that he was damned smart, and spoke very eloquently too. He even had a British-sounding accent to his voice.

“So why don’t we get out of here, and start havin’ some real fun?” I suggested. “I’ll drive. You two just sit in the back seat, and enjoy yourselves–at least, ’til we get to the hotel room, that is.”

“Are you sure you’re okay with all this?” Henry asked me.

“Of course I am,” I said, “It was pretty much all my idea. Basically, I’m just tryin’ to make my wife happy. She’s always fantasized about fucking a black guy.”

“Damn it, Carl! You didn’t have to tell him that,” my wife chided me strongly.

Then Sally turned back towards Henry and said, “And Carl here is about to become a cuckold tonight, for the first time ever. And he has always fantasized about watchin’ a black guy fuck his wife.”

Sally finally turned back towards me and said, “So there! Now we’re even.”

And with that, we took off for the hotel, while Henry and Sally openly petted in the back seat of the car, as I was watching them in the rear-view mirror.

While they were both French-kissing, Henry was running his hand up and down Sally’s stocking-covered legs and thighs. And of course, Sally wasn’t wasting any time either. I noticed that she had her right hand up under Henry’s shirt, and was actively feeling out and massaging his chest.

And by the time that we all arrived at the La Quinta hotel parking lot, Henry’s groping hand had worked its way up under the front part of Sally’s dress. And at that point, even though I couldn’t actually see Henry’s hand anymore, it was easy for me to tell that he was busy fondling Sally’s pussy, up under her dress. And as Sally continued French-kissing Henry passionately, she had her thighs spread apart, and was intentionally giving him full access to her pudendum.