Darkwanderer

The Dark Wanderer cuckold and slutwife story archive

Mar
22
Let me begin by saying I’m a prim and proper wife. That part is easy for anyone to see; however, looks can be deceiving. I’m also a white slut. Let me give you an example.

I stripped out of my clothes and got onto his king size bed which nearly took up all the space in his small apartment bedroom. The dim light revealed posters of naked women on his wall and marijuana artwork. I noticed a sign above the door frame that read BLACK POWER with a fist shoved in the air. There was another sign which read “It’s not cheating if it’s with a black guy”. I cracked a smile. This was a far cry from my upper income lifestyle.

I watched him through the door frame talking oh his cell phone. His young plump buttocks were muscular and capable of...
Mar
21
2030 and the world is different. All courtesy of one fucking black dude called Alphafrica and his chemistry kit. Well, more a chemical workshop shall we say. A place tucked away in the quiet part of Cumbria. They say that the bastard was trying to make Meth. Something for the street sellers. What he produced was Black Musk. There is no more addictive substance on this earth. Go without it friend, for more than three days and you wither and die. You literally dry out, unable to absorb any water and you die in front of people, no matter their bottles of aqua or their IV drips. Hell, the neat trick though was finding how that sweet liquor works with DNA. It works its magic man with black feller's spunk. The two interact and eventually it...
Mar
20
My wife Katie had been into rap music long before I met her. It was seemingly the one big difference in our interests. From movies, to television, to books, and even politics, Katie and I clicked on every level. But then there was music. I just didn't understand Katie's enthusiasm when it came to that god-awful "music" she insisted on blaring every time we went anywhere in the car, especially considering the over-the-top misogynistic lyrics.

Still, it would have taken much more to dissuade me from a girl like my Katie. She is a complete and total knock-out in every sense of the phrase. Out of my league in the looks department by just about anyone's standards, she was by far the most gorgeous girl I had ever been with. Her...
Mar
20
Visiting time at the open prison. Look, I'm inside for a white collar crime, the sort that involves paper rather than knives. I defrauded a few people. Except that I didn't and I'm sticking to that story. No matter what the evidence looks like, it was planted. Noah wanted my wife and when I wouldn't roll over for that, he saw to it that I spent some time away…here. I was set up for this and frankly it drives me insane. The very thought of him fucking Amanda whilst I'm banged up. Two years in here, that's plenty of time for him to transform her into the hottest little slut ever. My wife, she hasn't visited me in months. Bloody months I tell you! So now, I know why she is calling by. It's a bit more of what Noah has in stall for me. It's...
Mar
19
A good bottle of cold Chablis on a warm summer's afternoon and the light is streaming through the French windows of our Cotswold home. There is just Carol, Thomas and I. No one else. No one to force things along faster than can be coped with. Carrot as well as stick is part of this, it is. I sip the cool wine and look down at the scene. There, my girlfriend has her lovely, her flimsy summer dress hem up around her waist and is leaning back on the sofa and I have had husband Thomas pull her panties off. Carol has a really pretty, even a dainty pussy, with masses of sweet little blonde curls hiding the loveliness of her hole. Blonde women are often pretty and feminine in just this way. It is as if they have been born of candy floss and...
Mar
18
The Doctor – Part 2

I was kneeling between the knees of Doc and my wife, watching his black cock in her white shaved pussy. Lorna was sitting on Doc's lap, her back to him, his black cock deep in her beautiful pussy, My wife moaned in pleasure, her eyes half closed. As I watched, my dick got hard.

My wife was very clearly enjoying Doc's huge black cock. She was actually doing most of the work, rising up until the head of his black cock was almost out of her, then slamming back down. Each time she did this, a little moan escaped her slightly parted lips.

My dick got harder. I wanted to grab my dick and jack off, but I didn't, as that was strictly forbidden. I inched my face as close as I could to the epicenter. I slipped my...
Mar
17
It was late and we were in our car driving back from the gig in Bristol. Up front at the wheel was Mark my husband, he didn't drink. Beside him was my sister Kelly who certainly did drink. Boy does she chatter when she has drunk a bit! In the back, in the dark, as we wended our way down country roads, was Troy and me. Troy is black, immaculately dressed, a real mover on the dance floor, and he is Mark's friend from college. He is also completely irresistible. The way he looks at you melts something deep down inside. So as the two up front chattered about bands and gigs, Troy petted me. He put his hand up my skirt and felt my sex. The movement wasn't hurried. There was time to object, to complain, to shout 'stop the car, Kelly can travel...
Mar
16
We meet in a crowded pub just off the Haymarket in London. You know the sort of place, packed at lunchtime, quiet in the evening when the commuters go home. So, it is 7 pm and there is space for a quiet chat. I have no idea why Claus wants to have a beer and a talk with me. What do i know about the guy? That he is one of the executives at the company where my wife works. That he and Cheryl did some sort of charity event together. That Cheryl is always talking about him wide eyed as Mr efficiency and effectiveness. Claus is changing things, fast. I've seen a picture of him from the charity blurb. He did a series of scuba dives in difficult places. He stood in a black neoprene wet suit and it didn't leave much to the imagination. He...
Mar
15
My wife being a former exotic dancer, gave me confidence to place a large bet with my rival co-worker that she would win the dance contest.

"Five hundred dollars says if my wife enters the contest, she'll win." I was confident to the point of being arrogant.

"Deal, ass wipe," he answered before throwing a used jock at my face.

I wanted to win, but also I wanted to show off my hot wife. Her lovely twenty-six year old body was in fantastic shape as she maintained a rigorous work-out schedule. Her personal trainer Tyrone worked her out good.

I worked as a sports trainer at the University and became acquainted with Ramone, the star football player. I knew he and my wife would make an unbeatable duo. When I made the suggestion to Ramone,...
Mar
15
Daniel was a friend of my husband’s and worked at a local government agency as a supervisor of a group of social case workers. Daniel covers the entire state and is often on the road four to five days a week working 12 to 14 hours a day. Daniel is a tall black guy, but my husband is also on the tall side (my husband is 6’0” and Daniel is almost six foot tall). They became friends since they sometimes jog and play golf together at the local golf course, and Daniel became a regular visitor at our house. After a while I was comfortable joking and flirting with him, which would become sexual jokes. My husband would watch and join in; we were all happy and it got to where I looked forward to Daniel’s visits. Daniel always had something...