Cheryl goes Black by cuckoldmikey
I recently discovered my wife's infidelity and like a number of husbands who contribute to the internet, I couldn't be more delighted. Since Dark Wanderer was partly responsible for bringing about this turn of events, I would like to share my experience with your readers.
When my wife, Cheryl, and I met way back in our freshman year of college we were immediately attracted to each other. Cheryl is petite red haired beauty and although her tits are somewhat on the smallish side, her cute ass and fabulous legs more than compensate for this deficiency. Cheryl had been to bed with a quite a number of men before we met, but unlike most other guys my age I had remained a virgin up until the time Cheryl and I first met. It was soon after we met that Cheryl promptly took care of my virginity and over the next several months she taught me all about sex. Before long we had moved in together and after a number of years of living together we were married four years ago in a beautiful ceremony at a small chapel. For the first two years of our marriage the sex remained great but about two years ago the spark seemed to disappear and our love-making became very infrequent. In an effort to put some fire back into our relationship, I began to surf the net, downloading erotic stories, hoping that the outrageous exploits described in the stories would energize our stale sex life.
After some initial reluctance, Cheryl began to read these stories and it soon became a standard prelude to our love making sessions. Surprisingly, what interested me most were the stories describing husbands who enjoyed watching their wives with other men. It even got to the point that I found it almost impossible to climax without picturing my wife in the throes of orgasm while being soundly fucked by some well hung stud. Cheryl, on the other hand, was particularly turned on by the escapades of women who enjoyed sex with black men. In fact, Cheryl would often achieve orgasm while grinding her pussy up against my leg and reading about some horny woman taking on one or more well hung black studs. It was only matter of time before I summoned up the nerve to ask Cheryl if she wanted to try acting out my fantasy of watching her have sex with another man. I even went so far as to suggest that she find a well hung black man to service her while I watched. Unfortunately, Cheryl became quite angry at the suggestion, insisting that she wasn't about to give me an excuse to see other women. I assured her that, on the contrary, I had no intention of cheating on her and that anytime she wanted to experience another man it would be alright with me. Cheryl continued to resist my suggestions and so I dropped the subject soon after that and I haven't brought it up since.
Just four weeks ago, I was in New York on business for a few days when my Thursday evening dinner meeting was canceled at the last minute. My original plan had been to fly home late Friday morning, but I figured if I caught an early flight within the next hour I would be able to make it back home by about eight that evening. I tried reaching my wife from the airport but the phone was busy so as the last boarding call was announced I jumped on the plane, planning to call her from the airport when I arrived.
When I finally reached home, I tried calling Cheryl from the airport but there was no answer. I guessed that Cheryl had gone out with some friends and so I headed on home. My wife was still not home when I arrived, but I did notice that there was a message on our answering machine. It was from Chris, a black co-worker of mine, telling Cheryl that he would be by around 8:00 to pick her up for the party he was giving that night. What was truly puzzling about the message was that I wasn't aware that Chris even knew my wife. Chris and I had never really gotten along and I had always thought him rather condescending towards me and some of the other guys in the office. This arrogant attitude didn't extend to his relations with women and if office gossip was accurate he had been to bed with more than one of the secretaries. Cheryl and I had spoken by telephone the night before and she had never told me about any party and so I was quite curious as to why she hadn't mentioned it. Although I was very tired from the long flight, my curiosity got the better of me and so I hurriedly changed clothes and left for Chris' house.
It was almost ten before I was able to locate his house and as I was walking up to the front door I began to get rather apprehensive about entering the party. After all, Cheryl had always been aroused by the thought of making it with a handsome black man and Chris certainly fit the bill. Doubts flooded my mind as I wondered whether my wife having an affair with Chris, or had Cheryl simply not told me about their friendship because of our mutual dislike. I began to wonder if it would be better if I should just return on home and question my wife upon her return. Instead, however, I quietly made my way around to the back of the house to peek in the living room window.
As I quietly closed the gate to enter the side yard I could hear loud music blasting out of an open window near the rear of the house. There was quite a bit of shrubbery near the window and so I was able to conceal myself behind a large bush as I peered in the house.
When I looked in the window my heart jumped into my throat as I saw that Cheryl was the sole woman in a room filled with a number of black men. The center of the room had been cleared of furniture and my wife was slow dancing with Chris while the other guys watched enviously from the sidelines. Cheryl had always dressed rather conservatively but that night you would have mistaken her for a hooker. She had on a tight black miniskirt that barely covered her ass along with a sheer white blouse that did little to hide her braless tits. I couldn't believe it but she was obviously wearing a garter belt and stockings as I could see a sliver of bare skin showing between the bottom of her skirt and lacy tops of her white stockings. On her feet were a pair of tall black platform shoes held in place by thin leather straps running around each ankle. My wife had applied her makeup much heavier than usual and she was wearing a number of gold bracelets around each wrist and large gold hoop earrings. It was obvious that Cheryl had had quite a bit to drink and as Chris fondled her shapely behind she began to rub her pussy up against his leg. It didn't take a genius to know that Cheryl had been having an affair with Chris and although I knew I had previously given her permission to indulge her sexual desires, I couldn't help but feel a sharp pang of jealousy at discovering her infidelity.
I continued to watch, transfixed, as Chris and my wife danced to the jazzy tune on the radio. When the song ended Cheryl grabbed Chris by the hand and attempted to pull him down the hall to the bedroom. Chris resisted however, laughing, "Don't be so impatient Baby, you'll get plenty of that later. But right now I think some of the other guys want to dance with you, isn't that right?". The other guys enthusiastically agreed and so Chris went over to the stereo and slipped a loud dance CD into the player. Although my wife was obviously disappointed that Chris wouldn't take her immediately to bed, she nevertheless began to dance with several of the men.
Cheryl's dance steps became more and more provocative and soon all the guys had crowded around her clapping in time to the beat. Several of the guys were running their hands over her body and Cheryl did little to fend off their advances as she kept dancing. It wasn't long before one of the guys began to call out, "Come on, sugar! Don't be shy, Let's see some skin!". The other guys soon joined in, chanting, "Take it off!, Take it off!". Cheryl then looked questioningly over in Chris' direction and when he nodded his consent, she immediately pulled off her top to the loud cheers from the men. Her skirt was next as Cheryl continued to undulate to the music, all the while rubbing her nipples until they stood out proudly from her tits. The guys were really egging her on, yelling, "That's it girl!, Let's see them panties dropping!", as my wife hooked a finger under the waistband of her thong panties and slid them down around her ankles. Cheryl then kicked her panties across the room, leaving her dressed in just a lacy white garter belt, stockings and her platform shoes. I couldn't believe my eyes, here was my sweet wife brazenly parading around like a whore in front of a whole crowd of horny black guys!
Watching my wife gyrate around the room was almost more than I could take as I whipped out my swollen cock and began to masturbate in earnest. One of the guys had brought a video camera and he was busy filming my wife's lewd behavior. Cheryl really seemed to like performing for the camera and she made sure her erotic display was completely captured on film. While watching my wife's provocative dance moves I realized that I recognized two other men in the crowd. There was Chris, of course, but also Frank and Louis, two more of my black co-workers. Although it was incredibly humiliating seeing my wife act the total slut in front of my co- workers, it was almost completely overridden by the intense excitement at seeing my most cherished fantasy come to life.
Once the tune ended, Cheryl again joined Chris on the couch, grabbing his arm and pleading, "Please, let's go to bed, I need you inside me now, please.". However, Chris had other ideas as he calmly replied, "Oh C'mon Babe, you're always in such a hurry. First, I want to see if you like the present I gave you earlier, okay.". "Here? In front of everyone?", questioned my wife as she was clearly uncomfortable about something regarding the present. "Hell, yes!", responded Chris while giving my wife a playful slap on the behind. Cheryl then reluctantly went over to her purse and retrieved a rectangular box. As soon as my wife had returned to the couch, she opened the box and I immediately understood her hesitation. It contained a large black vibrating dildo and Chris wasted no time in removing it from the container and showing it to all the other guys. "Okay Sweetheart, get your ass up here on the coffee table. We all want to see you use your new toy.", instructed Chris while giving Cheryl another playful slap on the bottom. It was amazing to see Chris' power over my wife as Cheryl grabbed a couple of cushions off the couch and obediently climbed up on the coffee table. Once up on the coffee table, Cheryl knelt on her hands and knees with her garter framed ass facing Chris. From the window I had a decent view of my wife's profile as she closed her eyes while burying her face in one of the cushions and arching her back up to give Chris complete access to her steamy opening. "Now boys, take a look at this. This here is one fine white pussy.", remarked Chris as he pulled her ass cheeks apart to fully expose my wife's juicy slit and puckered asshole.
After a couple minutes of massaging Cheryl's clit, Chris then began to run the dildo all around the entrance to my wife's cunt. He continued to tease me wife in this manner before telling Cheryl, "Okay, Baby it's your turn now. Show us how you like your pussy filled?". "Oh yeah. That's it.", moaned Cheryl while reaching back between her legs to take the dildo from Chris. My wife then proceeded to work the entire length into her cunt while moaning, "Oh Yes, Yes.". Meanwhile, the guy with the video camera was catching every detail as he moved in for a close-up of my wife burying the plastic cock to the hilt in her steamy opening. Unfortunately, all the other guys soon crowded around so that I was unable to see anything further and had to be content with just listening to all the raunchy comments made about my wife. Even with all the guys making quite a bit of noise, I still could clearly overhear my wife's moans as she continued to fuck herself for several minutes with the vibrator. The guys were jostling each other for a view when suddenly they quieted down. I then overheard Chris say, "Now, Now, Baby that's enough. We wouldn't want to waste that fine pussy of yours on this plastic dick, now would we. I want you to tell these guys how much you want to be fucked, C'mon Baby, tell us.". My wife must have been extremely close to orgasm as she pleaded, "Oh please let me come, please. Yes, I want you to fuck me, please fuck me, please.". Chris obviously wasn't going to give in as he continued teasing, "I'd like to fuck you Sweetheart, you know that. But you know I can't be keeping you all to myself, that wouldn't be right, you know what I'm saying?. There's eight guys here and it wouldn't be fair if I was the only one to get some pussy tonight. So you'd better ask my friends to fuck you too, otherwise I just wouldn't feel right about it.". My wife didn't even take a moment to think about it as she moaned, "Oh God yes! I want all of you to fuck me.". There was a lot of high fives around the room as Chris smirked, "Okay Baby, get your ass into the bedroom. I'll be there in a minute.". Cheryl squealed in delight as she climbed up off the table and then scampered down the hall to the bedroom. Chris stayed in the living room just long enough to finish his drink and to tell the other guys that they would get their turn once he was finished.
Before Chris left all the guys were laughing and joking while bragging about how they planned on fucking my wife in all manner of lewd positions. I would truly have loved to listen to their plans for my wife but the prospect of actually watching Cheryl and Chris make love was too much for me to stand. Therefore, I carefully crawled through the back yard until I had reached the bedroom window. I was in luck as there was a gap of almost two inches through which I could see the king size bed. Not only that, but the window was left open and so I could also hear every sound. Cheryl was reclining in the center of the bed while running her fingers in and out of her wet pussy. My wife had left on the garter belt, stockings and platform shoes and I marveled at how sexy she looked dressed this way in contrast to the worn flannel nightgown she always wears whenever we make love.
It wasn't more than minute before Chris entered the room and looking down at my wife on the bed he remarked, "Baby, you sure do look good. I'll bet you could use some of this big black cock.". Hearing this Cheryl pulled her knees up to her chest to expose her sopping pussy, while whimpering, "Oh God, Chris you're so mean to me. You knew I'd fuck your friends if you just asked. You didn't have to make me beg for it.". Chris just laughed at this as Cheryl continued, "And anyway I'm still mad at you. Why didn't you return my calls the last three days? My husband was out of town and I wanted you so bad.". "Shit, you know I've got girlfriend. I can't be canceling my dates just cause you need a good fuck.", replied Chris while dropping his pants to reveal a truly enormous erection. Seeing his massive tool, Cheryl moaned in anticipation as she raised her legs up to allow Chris to mount her. When Chris had removed all his clothes he grasped the clunky heels of my wife's shoes in each hand and spread her legs wide apart. He then immediately moved up between my wife's creamy thighs and with no foreplay whatsoever he inserted his throbbing black member into my wife's sweet pussy.
It was the most erotic sight I had ever witnessed as I watched my beautiful wife orgasm repeatedly while bucking up her hips to allow her lover to thrust deep into her pussy. The contrast of Chris' muscular black body against my wife's delicate white skin was absolutely remarkable. Nowhere was this contrast more pronounced than where their bodies joined together with my wife's pretty pink pussy stretched wide around Chris' massive ebony shaft. In fact, while watching them fuck it took just a couple strokes of my own cock and I felt an incredible orgasm building up inside me. The feeling started in my toes, spread to my head and was soon concentrated in my throbbing penis. I have never felt such an incredible sensation as I pulled my cock one final time and began gushing streams of semen all over my hand. Chris, on the other hand, had much better endurance than I as he continued to fuck my wife for almost fifteen minutes more. I continued to massage my revived erection as I watched Chris pull my wife over on top of him so that she was straddling his tool. Cheryl then began to rock back and forth with long slow strokes so that she could savor every inch of his large cock. In this position it wasn't long before my wife reached a tremendous climax, which in turn, triggered Chris as he began spurting hot come deep inside Cheryl's cunt. As soon as Chris' cock began to soften, Cheryl lifted herself up while sighing, "Oh God, That was great. Whatever you do, just don't ever stop fucking me.". Chris just smiled while Cheryl moved down so that she could lick up all the excess come still clinging to his shaft. When Cheryl had licked Chris' cock clean he got up off the bed and pulled on his clothes while telling my wife, "Now Babe, I'm going to send in the other guys and I want you to give them the nastiest fuck they ever had, you know what I'm saying?.".
It wasn't more than thirty seconds after Chris had left before another guy was instantly in the bedroom and he, too, climbed up on my wife and shoved his cock deep into Cheryl's drenched pussy. I stayed outside the window for over an hour, jerking off to two more orgasms while watching all eight guys take a turn fucking my wife. This was not about making love as all of these guys treated my wife like a complete whore. Amazingly enough, however, Cheryl seemed to truly love this sort of treatment and she managed to orgasm at least once with each of the guys. Several of the men had the guy with the video camera film their performances and this seemed to excite my wife even more. Two of the guys even fucked her at the same time and I was treated to the lusty sight of my wife on her hands and knees with one thick black cock in her pussy and another in her mouth. When the last of the guys had finished emptying his load, Cheryl jumped up from the bed and entered the bathroom. After taking a brief shower to freshen up she then spent several minutes arranging her hair, applying makeup and putting on her jewelry. Before making her way back to the living room she paused only a moment to slip on her platform heels, leaving the stockings and garter belt lying on the floor of the bedroom. Meanwhile, the fact that I had already come three times considerably diminished my enthusiasm and I began to feel extremely jealous. My jealousy was only compounded by the fact that all of these black guys had truly enormous cocks which made my penis look pretty small in comparison. Also, I had never seen Cheryl so aroused and she seemed to be climaxing almost continuously while enjoying the attentions of her black lovers.
I remained outside the window for at least fifteen minutes more while trying to come to terms with my feelings of jealousy and betrayal. I even contemplated announcing myself and begging my wife to return with me back to our house. However, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that if Cheryl refused to leave with me then there was little I could do about it. Nor did I particularly relish the idea of antagonizing eight horny black guys by taking away their gang bang slut, even if she was my wife. I had to admit that watching my wife with these guys I had never seen her more sexually charged. In the last hour, Cheryl had experienced more orgasms than I had been able to give her over the past year of our marriage and I sincerely doubted she could ever go back to being satisfied with our uneventful love life. I also had to admit that even though I had had to jerk off for my own satisfaction, the sight of my wife taking on all these black studs had just given me three of the most incredible orgasms of my life. I finally decided that for tonight at least I wouldn't interfere with my wife's pleasure.
After all my soul searching I eventually made my way back to the living room window. My feelings of jealousy were once again replaced with arousal as I saw my wife sitting on the couch between two guys while sipping a glass of white wine. It was quite an erotic contrast as Cheryl was naked except for her heels while all the guys were fully clothed. The two guys on either side of my wife were joking around and they continually squeezed and pinched my wife's exposed tits.
Meanwhile, Chris and two other guys were standing not six feet from the window and I overheard one guy chuckle, "Chris, you weren't fucking with me, that's one nasty bitch!". Chris just laughed as he responded, "Don't I know it. She calls me all the time begging to stop by so I can give her pussy a workout. Yeah, next month I'm taking her down to Vegas for the July 4th weekend. I've got ten of my buddies from L.A. meeting me there and we're going to party all four days. You guys are welcome to come along if you want.". "You can count me in! Man, I can't believe your setup, this bitch will do anything you tell her to.", laughed one of the other guys as Chris bragged, "Yeah, she's married to this guy at my job, but she's always wanted a fuck a black man. Now she tells me that ever since she felt my 10 inches up her pussy, there's no way she could go back to being satisfied with her husband's little white prick." I winced when I heard this and although this piece of information didn't really help my self confidence, I continued to eavesdrop on their conversation. Chris then added, "Man, you should have seen her at our company Christmas party last year. It was the first time we met and she asked me to walk her out to her car to get something. As soon as we got outside she was down on her knees sucking my cock! The bitch was begging for it! I ended up fucking her twice in the backseat of her car. Since then, I fuck her at least twice a week.". I couldn't believe what I was hearing! Here my wife had refused my request to watch her with other men and at the same time she had been receiving a regular diet of thick black cock!
It wasn't long before three of the guys convinced Cheryl to head back to the bedroom for another round of lusty sex. Although I truly wanted to watch Cheryl take on three hard black cocks, I was becoming increasingly concerned that I would be discovered peeping in the window. Not only that but jet lag was starting to make me pretty tired and my prick was raw from all the stroking it had endured. Therefore, I quietly slipped out to my car and drove on home. Not wanting Cheryl to discover that I had arrived home early, I gathered up my clothes from my business trip and went to a nearby hotel. That night I tossed and turned as I recalled how sexy Cheryl had looked while whoring herself out to a group of horny black men. In fact, I even masturbated to one final orgasm while picturing my wife engaging in all manner of erotic diversions.
The next day I showed up at home at my scheduled time, still unsure how to handle the situation. Should I confront Cheryl with the fact that I knew of her little escapade, or should I keep quiet and be satisfied with the knowledge that Cheryl was not the sweet and innocent wife she pretended to be. Cheryl seemed as pleased to see me as ever and I finally decided to remain silent, not knowing exactly how to broach the subject. That night we made passionate love and Cheryl commented that our four day separation seemed to make me more enthusiastic than ever.
Since that night I have taken to driving past Chris' house several times a week hoping to see my wife's car in the driveway. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to witness any of their trysts. However, I have taken to going down on Cheryl immediately after she returns from one of her "nights out with the girls" or "shopping trips". On four separate occasions, I have been treated to a sloppy feast of come from my wife's well fucked pussy. Just last week to my complete surprise I discovered not just a come filled pussy but also a thick stream of creamy sperm oozing from my wife's tight little asshole. Although I was somewhat jealous of the fact that Cheryl had always refused to let me fuck her ass, this feeling was almost completely replaced by my excitement at knowing my wife was taking her black lover's massive cock inside her virgin ass. On this night I happily spent an hour licking and sucking Cheryl's juicy snatch and I even became so brazen as to stick my tongue inside my wife's tender anus. Although Cheryl has questioned me about my sudden affinity for oral sex, I have explained that lately she has been so much more tasty than usual and she seems to have accepted that answer.
As I write this letter Cheryl is in Las Vegas with Chris and his friends. My wife made up a lame excuse about visiting one of her friends in L.A. for the long weekend, but I know the real truth. In fact, I made a point to go through her suitcase while she was in the shower and I was not surprised to find that her wardrobe consisted of several skimpy dresses that bordered on the obscene along with three different pairs of extremely tall high heel shoes. Conspicuously absent among her clothes were underwear of any type except for several pairs of stockings and a frilly black garter belt. Right now she is probably welcoming a large black stud inside her pussy or ass while several more guys impatiently wait their turn on her. Meanwhile, I have masturbated to several orgasms just imagining my wife's escapades with a large group of horny black men.
I'm not quite sure where all of this is going to lead but someday I would love to have everything out in the open. I think it would be much healthier for our relationship for Cheryl to know that I am willing accept her promiscuity and that she doesn't need to hide anything from me. It's clear that there's a side to my wife that needs a stud like Chris to keep her sexually satisfied. Although I might try and deceive myself into believing that I, too, could satisfy my wife as well as Chris or his friends, but that would be self-deception on a grand scale. Watching my wife that night made me realize that there's no way I'll ever develop the sexual skills these other guys take for granted nor will my penis ever remotely compare to the thick black cocks that stretched her sweet little pussy. However, the more I've thought about it, the more I realize that I can be quite happy with a wife who enjoys sex with other men. In fact, I would love to have our marriage develop to the point where Cheryl felt comfortable enough to invite her lovers over to our house for an evening of lusty sex. On such occasions I would be quite content to share my wife with other men provided I could occasionally watch or even just listen to their sessions. I must admit that since watching my wife with Chris and his friends, I am more in love with her than ever and one of these days, I'll get up the courage to tell Cheryl that I'm aware of her infidelity. In the meantime, my hope is that this letter will be printed and one night while reading Penthouse Letters, Cheryl will learn of the night I spent watching her lusty performance.
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I recently discovered my wife's infidelity and like a number of husbands who contribute to the internet, I couldn't be more delighted. Since Dark Wanderer was partly responsible for bringing about this turn of events, I would like to share my experience with your readers.
When my wife, Cheryl, and I met way back in our freshman year of college we were immediately attracted to each other. Cheryl is petite red haired beauty and although her tits are somewhat on the smallish side, her cute ass and fabulous legs more than compensate for this deficiency. Cheryl had been to bed with a quite a number of men before we met, but unlike most other guys my age I had remained a virgin up until the time Cheryl and I first met. It was soon after we met that Cheryl promptly took care of my virginity and over the next several months she taught me all about sex. Before long we had moved in together and after a number of years of living together we were married four years ago in a beautiful ceremony at a small chapel. For the first two years of our marriage the sex remained great but about two years ago the spark seemed to disappear and our love-making became very infrequent. In an effort to put some fire back into our relationship, I began to surf the net, downloading erotic stories, hoping that the outrageous exploits described in the stories would energize our stale sex life.
After some initial reluctance, Cheryl began to read these stories and it soon became a standard prelude to our love making sessions. Surprisingly, what interested me most were the stories describing husbands who enjoyed watching their wives with other men. It even got to the point that I found it almost impossible to climax without picturing my wife in the throes of orgasm while being soundly fucked by some well hung stud. Cheryl, on the other hand, was particularly turned on by the escapades of women who enjoyed sex with black men. In fact, Cheryl would often achieve orgasm while grinding her pussy up against my leg and reading about some horny woman taking on one or more well hung black studs. It was only matter of time before I summoned up the nerve to ask Cheryl if she wanted to try acting out my fantasy of watching her have sex with another man. I even went so far as to suggest that she find a well hung black man to service her while I watched. Unfortunately, Cheryl became quite angry at the suggestion, insisting that she wasn't about to give me an excuse to see other women. I assured her that, on the contrary, I had no intention of cheating on her and that anytime she wanted to experience another man it would be alright with me. Cheryl continued to resist my suggestions and so I dropped the subject soon after that and I haven't brought it up since.
Just four weeks ago, I was in New York on business for a few days when my Thursday evening dinner meeting was canceled at the last minute. My original plan had been to fly home late Friday morning, but I figured if I caught an early flight within the next hour I would be able to make it back home by about eight that evening. I tried reaching my wife from the airport but the phone was busy so as the last boarding call was announced I jumped on the plane, planning to call her from the airport when I arrived.
When I finally reached home, I tried calling Cheryl from the airport but there was no answer. I guessed that Cheryl had gone out with some friends and so I headed on home. My wife was still not home when I arrived, but I did notice that there was a message on our answering machine. It was from Chris, a black co-worker of mine, telling Cheryl that he would be by around 8:00 to pick her up for the party he was giving that night. What was truly puzzling about the message was that I wasn't aware that Chris even knew my wife. Chris and I had never really gotten along and I had always thought him rather condescending towards me and some of the other guys in the office. This arrogant attitude didn't extend to his relations with women and if office gossip was accurate he had been to bed with more than one of the secretaries. Cheryl and I had spoken by telephone the night before and she had never told me about any party and so I was quite curious as to why she hadn't mentioned it. Although I was very tired from the long flight, my curiosity got the better of me and so I hurriedly changed clothes and left for Chris' house.
It was almost ten before I was able to locate his house and as I was walking up to the front door I began to get rather apprehensive about entering the party. After all, Cheryl had always been aroused by the thought of making it with a handsome black man and Chris certainly fit the bill. Doubts flooded my mind as I wondered whether my wife having an affair with Chris, or had Cheryl simply not told me about their friendship because of our mutual dislike. I began to wonder if it would be better if I should just return on home and question my wife upon her return. Instead, however, I quietly made my way around to the back of the house to peek in the living room window.
As I quietly closed the gate to enter the side yard I could hear loud music blasting out of an open window near the rear of the house. There was quite a bit of shrubbery near the window and so I was able to conceal myself behind a large bush as I peered in the house.
When I looked in the window my heart jumped into my throat as I saw that Cheryl was the sole woman in a room filled with a number of black men. The center of the room had been cleared of furniture and my wife was slow dancing with Chris while the other guys watched enviously from the sidelines. Cheryl had always dressed rather conservatively but that night you would have mistaken her for a hooker. She had on a tight black miniskirt that barely covered her ass along with a sheer white blouse that did little to hide her braless tits. I couldn't believe it but she was obviously wearing a garter belt and stockings as I could see a sliver of bare skin showing between the bottom of her skirt and lacy tops of her white stockings. On her feet were a pair of tall black platform shoes held in place by thin leather straps running around each ankle. My wife had applied her makeup much heavier than usual and she was wearing a number of gold bracelets around each wrist and large gold hoop earrings. It was obvious that Cheryl had had quite a bit to drink and as Chris fondled her shapely behind she began to rub her pussy up against his leg. It didn't take a genius to know that Cheryl had been having an affair with Chris and although I knew I had previously given her permission to indulge her sexual desires, I couldn't help but feel a sharp pang of jealousy at discovering her infidelity.
I continued to watch, transfixed, as Chris and my wife danced to the jazzy tune on the radio. When the song ended Cheryl grabbed Chris by the hand and attempted to pull him down the hall to the bedroom. Chris resisted however, laughing, "Don't be so impatient Baby, you'll get plenty of that later. But right now I think some of the other guys want to dance with you, isn't that right?". The other guys enthusiastically agreed and so Chris went over to the stereo and slipped a loud dance CD into the player. Although my wife was obviously disappointed that Chris wouldn't take her immediately to bed, she nevertheless began to dance with several of the men.
Cheryl's dance steps became more and more provocative and soon all the guys had crowded around her clapping in time to the beat. Several of the guys were running their hands over her body and Cheryl did little to fend off their advances as she kept dancing. It wasn't long before one of the guys began to call out, "Come on, sugar! Don't be shy, Let's see some skin!". The other guys soon joined in, chanting, "Take it off!, Take it off!". Cheryl then looked questioningly over in Chris' direction and when he nodded his consent, she immediately pulled off her top to the loud cheers from the men. Her skirt was next as Cheryl continued to undulate to the music, all the while rubbing her nipples until they stood out proudly from her tits. The guys were really egging her on, yelling, "That's it girl!, Let's see them panties dropping!", as my wife hooked a finger under the waistband of her thong panties and slid them down around her ankles. Cheryl then kicked her panties across the room, leaving her dressed in just a lacy white garter belt, stockings and her platform shoes. I couldn't believe my eyes, here was my sweet wife brazenly parading around like a whore in front of a whole crowd of horny black guys!
Watching my wife gyrate around the room was almost more than I could take as I whipped out my swollen cock and began to masturbate in earnest. One of the guys had brought a video camera and he was busy filming my wife's lewd behavior. Cheryl really seemed to like performing for the camera and she made sure her erotic display was completely captured on film. While watching my wife's provocative dance moves I realized that I recognized two other men in the crowd. There was Chris, of course, but also Frank and Louis, two more of my black co-workers. Although it was incredibly humiliating seeing my wife act the total slut in front of my co- workers, it was almost completely overridden by the intense excitement at seeing my most cherished fantasy come to life.
Once the tune ended, Cheryl again joined Chris on the couch, grabbing his arm and pleading, "Please, let's go to bed, I need you inside me now, please.". However, Chris had other ideas as he calmly replied, "Oh C'mon Babe, you're always in such a hurry. First, I want to see if you like the present I gave you earlier, okay.". "Here? In front of everyone?", questioned my wife as she was clearly uncomfortable about something regarding the present. "Hell, yes!", responded Chris while giving my wife a playful slap on the behind. Cheryl then reluctantly went over to her purse and retrieved a rectangular box. As soon as my wife had returned to the couch, she opened the box and I immediately understood her hesitation. It contained a large black vibrating dildo and Chris wasted no time in removing it from the container and showing it to all the other guys. "Okay Sweetheart, get your ass up here on the coffee table. We all want to see you use your new toy.", instructed Chris while giving Cheryl another playful slap on the bottom. It was amazing to see Chris' power over my wife as Cheryl grabbed a couple of cushions off the couch and obediently climbed up on the coffee table. Once up on the coffee table, Cheryl knelt on her hands and knees with her garter framed ass facing Chris. From the window I had a decent view of my wife's profile as she closed her eyes while burying her face in one of the cushions and arching her back up to give Chris complete access to her steamy opening. "Now boys, take a look at this. This here is one fine white pussy.", remarked Chris as he pulled her ass cheeks apart to fully expose my wife's juicy slit and puckered asshole.
After a couple minutes of massaging Cheryl's clit, Chris then began to run the dildo all around the entrance to my wife's cunt. He continued to tease me wife in this manner before telling Cheryl, "Okay, Baby it's your turn now. Show us how you like your pussy filled?". "Oh yeah. That's it.", moaned Cheryl while reaching back between her legs to take the dildo from Chris. My wife then proceeded to work the entire length into her cunt while moaning, "Oh Yes, Yes.". Meanwhile, the guy with the video camera was catching every detail as he moved in for a close-up of my wife burying the plastic cock to the hilt in her steamy opening. Unfortunately, all the other guys soon crowded around so that I was unable to see anything further and had to be content with just listening to all the raunchy comments made about my wife. Even with all the guys making quite a bit of noise, I still could clearly overhear my wife's moans as she continued to fuck herself for several minutes with the vibrator. The guys were jostling each other for a view when suddenly they quieted down. I then overheard Chris say, "Now, Now, Baby that's enough. We wouldn't want to waste that fine pussy of yours on this plastic dick, now would we. I want you to tell these guys how much you want to be fucked, C'mon Baby, tell us.". My wife must have been extremely close to orgasm as she pleaded, "Oh please let me come, please. Yes, I want you to fuck me, please fuck me, please.". Chris obviously wasn't going to give in as he continued teasing, "I'd like to fuck you Sweetheart, you know that. But you know I can't be keeping you all to myself, that wouldn't be right, you know what I'm saying?. There's eight guys here and it wouldn't be fair if I was the only one to get some pussy tonight. So you'd better ask my friends to fuck you too, otherwise I just wouldn't feel right about it.". My wife didn't even take a moment to think about it as she moaned, "Oh God yes! I want all of you to fuck me.". There was a lot of high fives around the room as Chris smirked, "Okay Baby, get your ass into the bedroom. I'll be there in a minute.". Cheryl squealed in delight as she climbed up off the table and then scampered down the hall to the bedroom. Chris stayed in the living room just long enough to finish his drink and to tell the other guys that they would get their turn once he was finished.
Before Chris left all the guys were laughing and joking while bragging about how they planned on fucking my wife in all manner of lewd positions. I would truly have loved to listen to their plans for my wife but the prospect of actually watching Cheryl and Chris make love was too much for me to stand. Therefore, I carefully crawled through the back yard until I had reached the bedroom window. I was in luck as there was a gap of almost two inches through which I could see the king size bed. Not only that, but the window was left open and so I could also hear every sound. Cheryl was reclining in the center of the bed while running her fingers in and out of her wet pussy. My wife had left on the garter belt, stockings and platform shoes and I marveled at how sexy she looked dressed this way in contrast to the worn flannel nightgown she always wears whenever we make love.
It wasn't more than minute before Chris entered the room and looking down at my wife on the bed he remarked, "Baby, you sure do look good. I'll bet you could use some of this big black cock.". Hearing this Cheryl pulled her knees up to her chest to expose her sopping pussy, while whimpering, "Oh God, Chris you're so mean to me. You knew I'd fuck your friends if you just asked. You didn't have to make me beg for it.". Chris just laughed at this as Cheryl continued, "And anyway I'm still mad at you. Why didn't you return my calls the last three days? My husband was out of town and I wanted you so bad.". "Shit, you know I've got girlfriend. I can't be canceling my dates just cause you need a good fuck.", replied Chris while dropping his pants to reveal a truly enormous erection. Seeing his massive tool, Cheryl moaned in anticipation as she raised her legs up to allow Chris to mount her. When Chris had removed all his clothes he grasped the clunky heels of my wife's shoes in each hand and spread her legs wide apart. He then immediately moved up between my wife's creamy thighs and with no foreplay whatsoever he inserted his throbbing black member into my wife's sweet pussy.
It was the most erotic sight I had ever witnessed as I watched my beautiful wife orgasm repeatedly while bucking up her hips to allow her lover to thrust deep into her pussy. The contrast of Chris' muscular black body against my wife's delicate white skin was absolutely remarkable. Nowhere was this contrast more pronounced than where their bodies joined together with my wife's pretty pink pussy stretched wide around Chris' massive ebony shaft. In fact, while watching them fuck it took just a couple strokes of my own cock and I felt an incredible orgasm building up inside me. The feeling started in my toes, spread to my head and was soon concentrated in my throbbing penis. I have never felt such an incredible sensation as I pulled my cock one final time and began gushing streams of semen all over my hand. Chris, on the other hand, had much better endurance than I as he continued to fuck my wife for almost fifteen minutes more. I continued to massage my revived erection as I watched Chris pull my wife over on top of him so that she was straddling his tool. Cheryl then began to rock back and forth with long slow strokes so that she could savor every inch of his large cock. In this position it wasn't long before my wife reached a tremendous climax, which in turn, triggered Chris as he began spurting hot come deep inside Cheryl's cunt. As soon as Chris' cock began to soften, Cheryl lifted herself up while sighing, "Oh God, That was great. Whatever you do, just don't ever stop fucking me.". Chris just smiled while Cheryl moved down so that she could lick up all the excess come still clinging to his shaft. When Cheryl had licked Chris' cock clean he got up off the bed and pulled on his clothes while telling my wife, "Now Babe, I'm going to send in the other guys and I want you to give them the nastiest fuck they ever had, you know what I'm saying?.".
It wasn't more than thirty seconds after Chris had left before another guy was instantly in the bedroom and he, too, climbed up on my wife and shoved his cock deep into Cheryl's drenched pussy. I stayed outside the window for over an hour, jerking off to two more orgasms while watching all eight guys take a turn fucking my wife. This was not about making love as all of these guys treated my wife like a complete whore. Amazingly enough, however, Cheryl seemed to truly love this sort of treatment and she managed to orgasm at least once with each of the guys. Several of the men had the guy with the video camera film their performances and this seemed to excite my wife even more. Two of the guys even fucked her at the same time and I was treated to the lusty sight of my wife on her hands and knees with one thick black cock in her pussy and another in her mouth. When the last of the guys had finished emptying his load, Cheryl jumped up from the bed and entered the bathroom. After taking a brief shower to freshen up she then spent several minutes arranging her hair, applying makeup and putting on her jewelry. Before making her way back to the living room she paused only a moment to slip on her platform heels, leaving the stockings and garter belt lying on the floor of the bedroom. Meanwhile, the fact that I had already come three times considerably diminished my enthusiasm and I began to feel extremely jealous. My jealousy was only compounded by the fact that all of these black guys had truly enormous cocks which made my penis look pretty small in comparison. Also, I had never seen Cheryl so aroused and she seemed to be climaxing almost continuously while enjoying the attentions of her black lovers.
I remained outside the window for at least fifteen minutes more while trying to come to terms with my feelings of jealousy and betrayal. I even contemplated announcing myself and begging my wife to return with me back to our house. However, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that if Cheryl refused to leave with me then there was little I could do about it. Nor did I particularly relish the idea of antagonizing eight horny black guys by taking away their gang bang slut, even if she was my wife. I had to admit that watching my wife with these guys I had never seen her more sexually charged. In the last hour, Cheryl had experienced more orgasms than I had been able to give her over the past year of our marriage and I sincerely doubted she could ever go back to being satisfied with our uneventful love life. I also had to admit that even though I had had to jerk off for my own satisfaction, the sight of my wife taking on all these black studs had just given me three of the most incredible orgasms of my life. I finally decided that for tonight at least I wouldn't interfere with my wife's pleasure.
After all my soul searching I eventually made my way back to the living room window. My feelings of jealousy were once again replaced with arousal as I saw my wife sitting on the couch between two guys while sipping a glass of white wine. It was quite an erotic contrast as Cheryl was naked except for her heels while all the guys were fully clothed. The two guys on either side of my wife were joking around and they continually squeezed and pinched my wife's exposed tits.
Meanwhile, Chris and two other guys were standing not six feet from the window and I overheard one guy chuckle, "Chris, you weren't fucking with me, that's one nasty bitch!". Chris just laughed as he responded, "Don't I know it. She calls me all the time begging to stop by so I can give her pussy a workout. Yeah, next month I'm taking her down to Vegas for the July 4th weekend. I've got ten of my buddies from L.A. meeting me there and we're going to party all four days. You guys are welcome to come along if you want.". "You can count me in! Man, I can't believe your setup, this bitch will do anything you tell her to.", laughed one of the other guys as Chris bragged, "Yeah, she's married to this guy at my job, but she's always wanted a fuck a black man. Now she tells me that ever since she felt my 10 inches up her pussy, there's no way she could go back to being satisfied with her husband's little white prick." I winced when I heard this and although this piece of information didn't really help my self confidence, I continued to eavesdrop on their conversation. Chris then added, "Man, you should have seen her at our company Christmas party last year. It was the first time we met and she asked me to walk her out to her car to get something. As soon as we got outside she was down on her knees sucking my cock! The bitch was begging for it! I ended up fucking her twice in the backseat of her car. Since then, I fuck her at least twice a week.". I couldn't believe what I was hearing! Here my wife had refused my request to watch her with other men and at the same time she had been receiving a regular diet of thick black cock!
It wasn't long before three of the guys convinced Cheryl to head back to the bedroom for another round of lusty sex. Although I truly wanted to watch Cheryl take on three hard black cocks, I was becoming increasingly concerned that I would be discovered peeping in the window. Not only that but jet lag was starting to make me pretty tired and my prick was raw from all the stroking it had endured. Therefore, I quietly slipped out to my car and drove on home. Not wanting Cheryl to discover that I had arrived home early, I gathered up my clothes from my business trip and went to a nearby hotel. That night I tossed and turned as I recalled how sexy Cheryl had looked while whoring herself out to a group of horny black men. In fact, I even masturbated to one final orgasm while picturing my wife engaging in all manner of erotic diversions.
The next day I showed up at home at my scheduled time, still unsure how to handle the situation. Should I confront Cheryl with the fact that I knew of her little escapade, or should I keep quiet and be satisfied with the knowledge that Cheryl was not the sweet and innocent wife she pretended to be. Cheryl seemed as pleased to see me as ever and I finally decided to remain silent, not knowing exactly how to broach the subject. That night we made passionate love and Cheryl commented that our four day separation seemed to make me more enthusiastic than ever.
Since that night I have taken to driving past Chris' house several times a week hoping to see my wife's car in the driveway. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to witness any of their trysts. However, I have taken to going down on Cheryl immediately after she returns from one of her "nights out with the girls" or "shopping trips". On four separate occasions, I have been treated to a sloppy feast of come from my wife's well fucked pussy. Just last week to my complete surprise I discovered not just a come filled pussy but also a thick stream of creamy sperm oozing from my wife's tight little asshole. Although I was somewhat jealous of the fact that Cheryl had always refused to let me fuck her ass, this feeling was almost completely replaced by my excitement at knowing my wife was taking her black lover's massive cock inside her virgin ass. On this night I happily spent an hour licking and sucking Cheryl's juicy snatch and I even became so brazen as to stick my tongue inside my wife's tender anus. Although Cheryl has questioned me about my sudden affinity for oral sex, I have explained that lately she has been so much more tasty than usual and she seems to have accepted that answer.
As I write this letter Cheryl is in Las Vegas with Chris and his friends. My wife made up a lame excuse about visiting one of her friends in L.A. for the long weekend, but I know the real truth. In fact, I made a point to go through her suitcase while she was in the shower and I was not surprised to find that her wardrobe consisted of several skimpy dresses that bordered on the obscene along with three different pairs of extremely tall high heel shoes. Conspicuously absent among her clothes were underwear of any type except for several pairs of stockings and a frilly black garter belt. Right now she is probably welcoming a large black stud inside her pussy or ass while several more guys impatiently wait their turn on her. Meanwhile, I have masturbated to several orgasms just imagining my wife's escapades with a large group of horny black men.
I'm not quite sure where all of this is going to lead but someday I would love to have everything out in the open. I think it would be much healthier for our relationship for Cheryl to know that I am willing accept her promiscuity and that she doesn't need to hide anything from me. It's clear that there's a side to my wife that needs a stud like Chris to keep her sexually satisfied. Although I might try and deceive myself into believing that I, too, could satisfy my wife as well as Chris or his friends, but that would be self-deception on a grand scale. Watching my wife that night made me realize that there's no way I'll ever develop the sexual skills these other guys take for granted nor will my penis ever remotely compare to the thick black cocks that stretched her sweet little pussy. However, the more I've thought about it, the more I realize that I can be quite happy with a wife who enjoys sex with other men. In fact, I would love to have our marriage develop to the point where Cheryl felt comfortable enough to invite her lovers over to our house for an evening of lusty sex. On such occasions I would be quite content to share my wife with other men provided I could occasionally watch or even just listen to their sessions. I must admit that since watching my wife with Chris and his friends, I am more in love with her than ever and one of these days, I'll get up the courage to tell Cheryl that I'm aware of her infidelity. In the meantime, my hope is that this letter will be printed and one night while reading Penthouse Letters, Cheryl will learn of the night I spent watching her lusty performance.
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