Chapter 2
Jim Danvers sat behind his desk on the third floor. He had been the office manager for the last five years, and the last couple of years had been quite profitable for the company.
"Have to congratulate you again Jim, another year, and we've seen nothing but increased revenue streams and productivity from your floor." Charles Vanderholm stood up. The man was in his mid-sixties, white hair and an equally white mustache.
"Thank you, sir." Jim reached over and shook his boss's hand.
"You sure I can't change your mind on the Racquetball match this evening? It's getting quite tedious playing with Harald from accounting, the man might just be the worst player of all time." Charles shook his head a bit at the prospect of playing Harald once more.
“Sorry Mr. Vanderholm, I still have some files to go over when I get home, and my wife has made plans for us this evening.” Jim had to lie to his boss. He still wore the chastity belt, and there would be no way to hide it in the locker room, so the Racquetball match was just out of the question.
"Ah, the ol' ball and chain huh." Charles smiled and laughed jokingly.
“Yeah, hehe.” If only he knew how right he was, Jim felt his penis straining against the constraints of his chastity belt.
“Well, I won’t keep you any longer. Again great work.” Charles gave Jim another nod before leaving his office.
On the way out, Charles couldn't pass up an opportunity to stop by and see Jim's secretary, Joanne Mills. In Charles's mind, Joanne was as close to a classic beauty as a woman could get. Tall, slender, wavy blonde hair, beautiful eyes and a smile that could make any man stumble on his words.
"I hope he's not working you too hard?" Charles smiled. His eyes wandered down the young lady's partially opened blouse. A sight that not only made him warm and sweaty under his business suit but one that also made his penis twitch.
“Not at all Mr. Vanderholm.” Joanne looked up at the older man and smiled.
“That’s good.” Charles was mesmerized by her warm southern smile and accent. Almost to the point that he forgot where he was for a moment.
“Well… you let me know if he does.” Charles smiled and wished that he had been younger. As he walked away he looked around until he was sure no one could see him.
“I will.” Joanne smiled as Charles Vanderholm walked away. She loved the attention she had gotten from men after her mother’s friend Nancy had shown her how to dress in the big city.
It had been her mother who had encouraged her to move from the small no-name town in Alabama and try her luck in the city. Her mother had even arranged for her friend Nancy to take her under her wing and show her around. Which after having spent a year in the city had proven to be the best decision in Joanne's life. Though Joanne had realized after a while in the city, that her mother had some ulterior motives for wanting Nancy to show her around, which now, Joanne couldn't thank her enough for.
On his way to the elevator, Charles discreetly reached down and adjusted the front of his pants. He hoped that Ms. Sanders hadn’t noticed the bulge in his pants. Looking back over whilst he waited for the elevator, he caught the beautiful Joanne Sanders heading into her boss’s office.
“Oh, are those the Willem papers?” Jim looked up at his secretary as she walked into his office.
"Yes, they need to be sent out by tomorrow." Joanne walked around her boss's desk and placed the papers in front of him. After she had done so, however, she turned around, pulled up her skirt and bent over.
Jim gulped. In front of him, he had his secretary's amazingly shaped and completely naked butt in full view. He could even see her shaved pussy. Looking at her, his penis started straining hard against the plastic cage that it was locked away in.
“Ugh.” Jim let out a soft grunt. To say that his chastised manhood felt uncomfortable was an understatement.
Joanne smiled in satisfaction when she heard Jim’s awkward grunt. She knew that his penis was locked away.
“Pull down your pants and let me see it.” Joanne stood up and faced her boss.
Jim gulped again whilst looking up at his secretary. He felt so small as he awkwardly stood up and unzipped his pants. After he pulled his underwear down and his caged penis came into sight, he heard Joanne’s laughter.
“God, you look pathetic.” Joanne looked at her boss. Not only had her boss’s wife Nancy gotten her this job, but she had taught her exactly how to treat Jim when he was at work.
Jim stood there timid and quiet. His wife had made it very clear who it was that was in charge when he and Joanne were alone at work. Though, even with that in mind, Jim couldn’t help himself from glancing down at Joanne’s bare pussy.
Joanne saw the way Jim’s eyes wandered down her body.
"I bet you're imagining a big black man cramming his thick black cock in there, aren't you?" Joanne knew her words would turn on Jim even more, making his penis push even harder against the restraints of his cage. At the same time, she felt herself get wet and aroused by the sheer thought of a black man plunging his big cock into her tight pussy.
Jim nodded whilst trying to hold back a groan. If he hadn’t had the chastity belt on, he would have had a rock hard erection by now.
“Heh.” Joanne smiled at how awkward her boss looked.
"Now stand there like the cuck that you are, and let me take a picture of you. I'm sure your wife wants to see what her wimpy husband looks like at work." Joanne reached over and got her phone.
Jim nodded compliantly as Joanne took a few steps back and held up her phone.
“Now on three… say, I’m Jim and I’m a cuckold.” Joanne smiled to herself. She had just switched to video mode.
“One… two… three.” Joanne started recording.
“I’m Jim… and I’m a cuckold.” Jim looked into the camera. He felt so humiliated standing there in his office, in his business suit, in a place where he was supposed to be in charge, with his pants pulled down and his caged penis *******.
“Haha.”
Jim heard his secretary laugh along with the familiar sound of a message being sent.
Over in the south side of the city, in the crib of one Tyrone Williams, Nancy Danvers sat naked in front of the black man who laid naked on his bed. On his back, Tyrone had his feet pointing to the ceiling whilst he held his arms around his knees.
“Mhmm.” Nancy’s big tits hung down as she leaned over Tyrone’s butt. Her pretty face buried between the black man’s ass cheeks. Her tongue poking his butthole.
“Yeahh… eat that ass.” Tyrone grunted as the white woman licked his ass.
Oh yess… Nancy was in such a state of arousal, furiously licking Tyrone’s butthole. Her wet tongue sliding up and down, over his anus.
Mmm… For a moment she slowed down and swirled her tongue around the crack. Nancy just loved to lick black men’s asses, it made her feel like such a slut.
“Damn, she’s a freak.” Jamal, Tyrone’s buddy laid naked next to him and looked down at Nancy.
“Damn, right she is.” Tyrone felt Nancy’s tongue poking his sphincter.
“Yo, give my boy here some attention.” Tyrone looked down at Nancy.
"Mhm…" Nancy had just managed to stick the tip of her tongue into his tight butthole and didn't really want to stop. But she knew that she had another sexy black man to please and she couldn't wait to lick his ass as well.
As Nancy leaned up, her eyes absolutely glistened with lust. Though before she had a chance to scoot over to Jamal, her phone beeped with a message.
“Oh, sorry, I should have turned off the tone.” Nancy felt so embarrassed as she got up and hurried over to the table next to the bed where she had put the phone. She didn’t want anything like that to bother the black men she was with.
“Nah, that’s okay.” Both Tyrone and Jamal enjoyed the sight of the blonde’s naked body as she got up. Her big fake tits that only slightly bounced when she got up were something Jamal had his eyes on, whilst Tyrone more focused on her big round juicy butt.
"Oh, hehe." Nancy accidentally opened the message and giggled when she saw the video Joanne had sent of Jim.
“What’s up?” Tyrone asked having heard Nancy’s giggle.
“Oh sorry, it was just a video of my sissy husband.” Nancy looked over at the two sexy and very naked black men on the bed.
“Why don’t you come over and show us.” Tyrone liked the sound of sissy husband. He loved fucking women in front of their husbands.
“Oh, okay.” Nancy smiled whilst she walked over and got up in between the two black men. Slowly she leaned up against Tyrone, pressing her breasts against his arm, whilst Jamal got up behind her. A small sigh escaped her mouth when she felt his rock hard cock up against her back.
“Here’s... the video.” Almost not able to focus on the video, being caught between the two hot black men, Nancy fumbled a little with the phone before she was able to hit play.
I’m Jim and I’m a cuckold… Jim’s voice came through the phone’s speakers as the three of them watched the video with great amusement.
“Haha… hahaha.” Both Tyrone and Jamal laughed when they saw the white guy in the suit, with his pants around his ankles.
Nancy felt herself getting wet between her legs when she heard the black men laugh at her husband. She loved it when Jim got humiliated by black men.
“That yo husband?” Jamal asked whilst the video looped.
“Yes, that’s Jim, my husband.” Nancy smiled.
“Damn, you weren’t kidding, what a wimp.” Jamal felt his dick grow rock hard now that he could put a face on the woman’s husband. He knew that she was married, but now he could picture him sitting there whilst he fucked his wife.
“He really is.” Nancy could feel Jamal’s cock stiffen as it pressed up against her back.
"Yo, wait, is his dick locked up or something." Jamal hadn't looked down at the guy's crotch and finally noticed the chastity belt.
“Oh yes, he’s wearing his chastity belt. Can’t have him getting hard without my permission.” Nancy smiled.
“Damn…Yo, keep that video playing.” Jamal quickly got up behind Nancy, he just couldn’t wait any longer.
Tyrone, who could tell that his buddy was getting ready to take Nancy from behind, pushed himself further up on the bed and moved his left leg around Nancy so she was in between his legs.
Oh yess… Nancy hungrily looked up at Tyrone's big black cock at the same time as she raised her butt up in the air, and got onto her elbows and knees. In her left hand, she held her phone that played the video on repeat and pointed it back at Jamal.
Yeah, motherfucker, I'm about to fuck your wife… Jamal looked at the video while he plunged his thick cock in between Nancy’s pussy lips, stretching her pussy wide.
“Oh god yessss!” Nancy moaned out loud. Though her moans quickly became soft mumbles as she took Tyrone’s bulbous cockhead into her mouth.
Yeah… yeahh… With a firm grip on Nancy's hips, Jamal slammed her pussy hard. His eyes kept going back to the video of the woman's husband. In his mind, he had all those white men who had refused his employment in the past. Now he was fucking their wives, and it was the most empowering feeling in the world.
"Oh goddd, I'm cummmiiiinnnng!" Tyrone's big cock popped out of Nancy's mouth as she screamed out in orgasm.
Jamal even picked up his pace when he felt the warmth and wetness of the woman’s orgasm surround his cock. He could even hear a soft splashing sound as his cock pushed in and out of her pussy.
Just on the other side of the thin walls of Tyrone's apartment, Cassandra Thomson, a thin white girl in her mid-twenties had leaned up against the wall to feel the thumps.
“Oh yeah, you little cuck, eat my pussy.” She looked down at her boyfriend who had his face buried between her thighs.
A while back Cassandra had moved with her boyfriend Jake to the apartment complex downtown, so she could be surrounded by black men. It wasn’t uncommon for Jake to come home from his low paying job and find his girlfriend either in bed with a black man, or by the sofa sucking off a black man whilst he watched his TV.
“Oh oh oh oh oh!” Over at Tyrone’s, Nancy just couldn’t hold up her phone anymore. Jamal had been fucking her so amazingly hard that she could barely suck Tyrone.
“Fuckk!” Jamal felt that intense and familiar feeling in his balls.
“Turn over!” He pulled out of Nancy who hurried to flip over and lay down on her back. The moment the back of her head hit the soft mattress a warm stream of cum splashed across her face.
Oh yess… Was all she could think as more and more cum splashed across her face. The sensation was so great that another orgasm built up inside of her, and when she finally remembered to open her mouth and felt Jamal’s sperm land on her tongue, she exploded.
"Ahhhhh!" Nancy orgasmed hard. Almost at the same time, she felt thick wads of cum fill her mouth. It was so thick and warm. She couldn't believe how a man could come that much.
“Mhmm…” As the orgasm slowly subsided, and with a mouth full of cum, Nancy slowly opened her eyes, and there she saw Tyrone on his knees, stroking his thick black cock.
Oh… mmm… She smiled to herself when she realized that the delicious cum she had in her mouth, must be Tyrones. She knew that black men usually came a lot, but not to the amount that she had on her face and in her mouth. For a moment she savored the semen in her mouth, swirling it around with her tongue whilst looking up at the two sweaty black men kneeling over her, stroking their cocks. Then, with a naughty glance, Nancy swallowed the huge load of cum.
Outside, Janeka Harris was on her way up the stairs to her apartment on the third floor. She had just finished the day shift at the local Mart and was heading home to grab something to eat before her second job at the seven eleven started.
Janeka was quite a robust black woman. With her wide hips and huge butt, she had no problem filling out her size 18w jeans. And with each step up the staircase, her large and heavy breasts jiggled inside her purple blouse. At thirty-nine, and having had two kids that were now adults, her breasts had indeed sagged quite a bit, but with Janeka's curvy figure, their size and natural droopiness made her an even sexier woman.
Stepping out into the hallway of her floor, she noticed a blonde woman over by Tyrone’s apartment. Since the woman was turned away and was kissing Tyrone and Jamal goodbye, Janeka didn’t recognize her at first, though her first thought was that it might be Nancy, the woman she had met a little over a week ago at Tyrone’s.
Janeka still thought about the amazing evening, where she, Nancy and Tamika from the first floor had been gang banged by Tyrone and seven other black men. Before meeting Nancy, Janeka had always been the freaky woman amongst other women, but in Nancy, she had found some competition for the title.
As Janeka got closer and the woman turned, she recognized Nancy. The image of the two of them being fucked in the ass from behind whilst a sexy black man shot his load on her face sprung to Janeka’s mind. Though it was the part where Nancy leaned over and licked some of the cum from her face, kissed her and swapped cum with her, which made her think that she might have found her match in the freaky department.
On the way over, Nancy lit up when she recognized Janeka. She had really wanted to exchange phone numbers with her. Having become quite friendly with her at the party, Nancy wanted to meet up with her again.
"Hey, Nancy." Janeka smiled as Nancy came up to her.
"Hey, Janeka." Nancy was really glad to meet up with her since she wasn't sure where she lived.
"I see you've had a good time." Janeka looked over at Tyrone's apartment where he and Jamal were still talking a bit.
“Oh yes.” Nancy glanced over at the two black men and then back at Janeka with a naughty smile.
“Want to have a taste?” She leaned in a bit closer.
Janeka saw Nancy discreetly lick her lips, and knew instantly that she still had the taste of cum in her mouth.
Oh yes, I do… Was Janeka’s first thought, though there were a lot of noisy neighbors in the building, and if anyone saw her kissing a woman, not to mention a white woman, she would never hear the end of it. Even with the noisy neighbors in mind, she didn’t want to give up the chance to taste some delicious cum, especially not after a long day’s work.
“Okay…” Janeka looked around to make sure none of her neighbors had their doors open.
“Quick.” Janeka looked over at Nancy and almost immediately felt the woman’s soft lips and tongue slide into her mouth.
"Mmm." At first, she was met with the sweet taste of Nancy's saliva, but then her senses were overwhelmed by the strong sensation and odor of masculinity. The taste of a man's potent semen.
“Mmm, wish you could have been in there with them.” Nancy leaned back and smiled, having kissed Janeka for a quick second.
“Me too.” Janeka felt so horny. What she wouldn’t give to be taken by Tyrone and Jamal right now.
“Hey, would you maybe want to exchange numbers? We could meet up sometime…” Nancy leaned in a bit closer.
“And maybe get together with some handsome black men.” Nancy hoped that Janeka felt the same way as she did.
“I like the sound of that.” Janeka took out her phone and tapped her way to her phone number.
"Here you go." Janeka held up her phone whilst Nancy typed it into her phone and called her new friend up.
“And there you go.” Nancy smiled as Janeka saved her friend’s number.
“Well, it was really nice seeing you again.” Nancy leaned in and gave Janeka a hug.
“You too.” Janeka hugged her back.
All the while, Tyrone and Jamal had been talking and looking over at the two women.
“Wouldn’t mind getting down with those two again.” Tyrone nodded.
“Damn dawg, you been with them both?” Jamal hadn’t been home for Tyrone’s party last week.
Tyrone nodded with a smug grin.
Over on the upper west side, in the suburbs, Jim was in the kitchen, wearing his usual pink apron. He had just arrived home from work and thought that he would whip up a small snack for himself and Nancy before the evening. Having finished up the light chicken salad, Jim began to go through the recipe for his double strawberry cheesecake.
For this particular evening, since their son Evan and his wife Breona were coming over, Jim and Nancy were both making their specialties in the kitchen. Nancy was quite known for her lamb casserole, and Jim for his mashed potatoes with garlic and spring herbs.
Though last time, Jim had been scolded quite badly by Breona for his mashed potatoes, so this time he was going to make sure that it was the best one he had ever made. Not only that, but he had planned to make a cheesecake that he had learned from his son that she really liked.
"Jim, honey, you alone?" Nancy asked softly. She had seen her husband's car in the driveway when she got home but wanted to make sure none of their neighbors were over.
"Yes, honey," Jim called out from the kitchen.
"Oh. That's strange. Because usually, my wimpy little cuck would be over here to greet me when I got home." Nancy's tone change to a more firmer one.
"Oh, sorry, dear… I…" Jim came out in his pink apron, lightly apologizing, happy to see his wife. Straight away though, he was met by his wife's stern stare and knew straight away that he should have heard her coming in and greeted her properly.
Without saying another word, Jim got down on his hands and knees and crawled over to his wife's feet. Pressing his lips against her big toe, he first kissed each one and then proceeded to try and suck them.
“Well, I guess I won’t be letting him out today either.” Meghan stood over by the staircase with a smirk on her face. The key to her ***’s chastity belt would remain on the desk in her room for yet another day. Like her mom did, she had kept the key somewhere in the open so her *** could see it, knowing he wouldn’t dare to take it without her permission.
Nancy laughed as she looked down at her husband and then over at her ********.
Jim, on the other hand, tried to hide his small sigh. He had been locked up for almost a week now, and every single day he felt his penis strain hard against the cage as it tried to grow to an erection.
“You look absolutely stunning honey, I guess you must really like David.” Nancy knew her ******** had a date with her boyfriend today, and looking at her, the way she had made her hair, her makeup, a new top that really showed off her perky breasts and the snuggest pair of jeans, she must really like him.
“I do. He’s so nice and polite...” Meghan got a smile on her face when she thought of the most descriptive word for her boyfriend.
“And so… wimpy.”
“Sounds like someone I know.” Nancy looked down at Jim who was still kissing her feet and smiled.
"Yeah, well we'll see tonight after he drops me off at the Omega fraternity party." Meghan thought about the all-black fraternity where she was going to have David drop her off.
“I figured that there must have been another reason for all that effort.” Nancy just knew that her ******** had something else in mind after spending so much time getting ready.
“Well, yeah.” Meghan smiled. Her nipples poked through the fine fabric of her bra just thinking about all those hot black guys that would be at the party.
Outside, David had pulled up in his car and had nervously made his way over to the front door. The reason for his nervousness had mostly to do with the video he had recorded the other night. Which had been something Meghan had told him that she really wanted him to do. Though the thing she had asked of him had been really awkward, he had made sure to lock his door so none of his roommates would walk in on him, saying no to the girl he was in love with wasn’t really something he would do.
After collecting himself, and taking a small breath, David reached over and rang the doorbell.
“Oh, that must be David.” Meghan looked over at the door.
At the same time, Jim looked up at Nancy, as if to get her approval to get up. The sight of his beautiful wife, standing over him like that, was something he was used to, and loved more than anything. Though right now, in front of their door, not knowing for sure who was outside, he knew that he could probably get up, since, if it was their stuck up neighbors, there would be too much explaining to do if he would still be on his hands and knees like that.
Even though she liked her husband down there like that, Nance gave him a nod to get up, and also to answer the door.
"Erhm." Jim got up and cleared his throat a bit before opening the door.
“Hello, Mr. Danvers…” David gave Meghan’s father a polite nod.
“Hello David, good to see you again.” Jim shook David’s hand. It wasn’t much of a grip, no firmer than his own.
Seeing how respectful and timid David was in front of her father, her wimpy father, Meghan couldn’t help but wonder how her boyfriend would act in front of a black man who was about to take her to bed. She almost found herself getting wet just from imagining David acting like the sissy that she hoped that he would be.
“Hello, Mrs. Danvers…” David still found it hard to believe that the stunning woman standing next to Mr. Danvers was Meghan’s mother. If he had to guess, and he still didn’t really know her age, he would have guessed that she was thirty, or thirty fine tops. Though he tried his best not to glance down her cleavage, his awkward gaze still found it’s way down to her big tits.
“You know young man, some would say that it would be impolite to stare at a woman’s breasts like that,” Nancy said in the lightest of ways, only pretending to be upset. She hoped that it would elicit the reaction that all insecure and timid men got when called out. Sure enough, it did.
“Oh, ehm, I’m… I didn’t mean… I…” David stuttered feeling nervous and embarrassed.
Nancy smiled to herself knowing that if her ******** played her cards right, she would have quite the sissy boyfriend in David. Possibly even more than a boyfriend.
“Oh mom, you’re embarrassing David.” Meghan jokingly scolded her mother. Inside, however, she enjoyed seeing David whimper like that just as much as her mother.
Though still feeling rather awkward, David couldn’t help but lit up when he saw Meghan. She looked so immensely beautiful. To David, it was almost as if she got more beautiful each time he saw her.
“Hey, David.” Meghan looked over at her boyfriend and smiled. She loved the cute and nervous look he always got when he met up with her.
“Hi… hi Meghan… You look… amazing.” David managed to come out of his nervous stutter when he saw Meghan. As he did, he also felt like he should apologize to Mrs. Danvers.
“Thank you, David, you look pretty nice yourself.” Meghan smiled at her somewhat of a goofy boyfriend.
“Oh, thank you.” David’s appreciative smile overshadowed his embarrassing feelings as he looked over at Meghan. If it hadn’t been clear before, it was now more than clear that he was in love with her.
“Well, we have to get going.” Meghan looked over at her parents whilst she slid her hand around David’s arm.
“Have a good time.” Nancy smiled knowingly at what her ******** had planned later on.
“And you take care of my ********.” Jim mustered up some manliness when he noticed the couple next door walk by.
“I, I will Mr. Danvers.” David looked back over at Meghan’s father.
“Hi, Paul, Harriet.” Jim and Nancy waved at their neighbors, whom they had known for almost fifteen years.
Paul, who had just turned forty-five, worked as a stockbroker and almost always wore a tie. Shorter than her somewhat tall husband, Harriet, forty-three, worked at the Eastwall Bank as a manager. The two had lived in the neighborhood for a couple of years before Jim and Nancy moved there.
“Hi.” Paul smiled when he waved over at his neighbors. Harriet also smiled and waved at Jim, but when her eyes came to Nancy she had to pretend, and instead, a word popped into her mind.
Slut… Harriet thought when she looked at Nancy.
A month ago when Harriet had driven home to pick up something for work, she had seen a black man leaving the Danvers home, and she was almost certain that she saw Nancy kissing him goodbye in the doorway.
Harriet, had, of course, told her husband Paul, but he had told her that she had to be mistaken. But Harriet was sure about what she had seen, and all she could think about was that poor man, Jim. He was such a good man. Hard-working, kind, always helping his wife around the house. Harriet had often seen him carrying baskets of washed clothes, sorting dishes and cooking.
And the times they had their neighbors over, Jim had always helped her out in the kitchen whilst Paul and Nancy sat at the table.
To Harriet, Jim was the perfect gentleman. And now she was sure that Nancy was cheating on him. The fact that the man she had seen her with had been black shouldn't have mattered, but in the back of her mind, it made it seem even worse.
Harriet had in fact thought about telling Jim about what she had seen. But she didn’t want to break the heart of such a good and sweet man.
Having exchanged pleasantries with their neighbors and watched Meghan and her boyfriend David drive off, Nancy and Jim went back inside.
“Such a sweet little boy,” Nancy emphasized the little since it was pretty obvious to her that a timid boy like David didn’t have much of a manhood.
“Yeah, he seemed really nice.” Jim had really liked the young man. He was polite, had that nerdy kind of look, which of course, Jim was all too familiar with since he had been the same way at his age, and it was pretty clear that he cared for Meghan very much.
"Kind of reminds me of this sissy I knew back in college, used to follow me around like a loser. Wonder what happened to him?" Nancy smiled mischievously when she looked back and belittled her husband.
“I think he got married to this amazingly beautiful woman.” Jim knew that his wife was talking about him.
“Hm.” Nancy could see the sincerity in her husband’s eyes.
“Pull down your pants,” Nancy told her husband, who was somewhat surprised but hurried to do what she told him.
Jim wondered what his wife had in store for him when he unzipped his pants and stepped out of them.
Oh… Nancy got a bit disappointed when her husband took his pants off and revealed that he was still wearing his chastity belt. For a second it had slipped her mind that he still wore it.
“That’s a shame, If you hadn’t worn that belt I might have jerked that little dick of yours off.” She said in a taunting manner, though she kind of wished that he hadn’t have worn it.
“Oh.” Jim felt a twitch of subtle discomfort when his penis tried to stiffen inside the plastic prison as he imagined the wonderful feeling of his wife’s fingers around it.
“Well, I need to take a shower. I worked up a real sweat with those two sexy black men earlier.” Nancy smiled to herself. She could tell by the look on her husband´s face that he was imagining her in bed with them.
For a short moment, Jim silently looked at his beautiful wife, his penis aching, hoping that she might give him some more details about her time with those big black men.
“I guess, I’ll go and finish up the cake.” Even though there was nothing he wanted more than to hear about her time with those men, he knew better than to ask.
“Oh no, you’re not, you have some husbandry duties to perform first.” Again Nancy kind of wished that her husband hadn’t been locked up. If he hadn't been, she would have grabbed him by his penis and hauled him upstairs.
“Oh, yes, of course, thank you.” Jim eagerly followed his wife upstairs, all the while his eyes were glued to her magnificent ass since he knew exactly what duties he would be performing.
Hehe… Nancy could practically feel her husband’s gaze, so she decided to tease him by swaying her hips even more.
Oh wow… Jim couldn’t wait to bury his tongue in her pussy and ass.
Having made it to the bedroom, Nancy paused at the bed and turned her head.
“Unzip me.” Nancy brushed her blonde hair over her left shoulder.
Jim nodded and walked over. Being so close to his wife, he could smell the aroma of sex on her. Taking it in, and with a gasp of air, he slowly pulled the zipper of her dress down her back. Inch by inch revealing her beautiful back. Past her midback, he recognized the clasp on her bra, and with that, he knew that she wore her white lace lingerie. She always wore the sexiest underwear when she went to see black men.
When the zipper hit the end of her dress, Jim could see the edge of her shapely behind. Her curves were so sexy.
“Ugh.” Jim exhaled a small groan. He was so turned on by his wife that his locked up penis did anything it could to get hard, but there was just no way for it to get hard.
Nancy smiled to herself. She recognized her husband’s groan, and with her dress undone, she slid both straps down her shoulders and let it fall to the floor.
Wow… When his wife’s dress fell to the floor, Jim’s eyes immediately wandered down to Nancy’s wondrous ass. There he realized that she didn’t wear any panties, just a sexy garter belt.
Oh god… His wife was so hot. What he wouldn’t give to see a big black man grabbing her cheeks.
Without removing her bra, Nancy turned around, allowing her husband to gaze in her near-naked body. She enjoyed seeing how Jim absolutely ogled her nakedness. Her pussy in particular. She knew how much he loved licking her after she had been with a black man. Before, however, she decided that she wanted to have some fun with him.
“Mmm, you can’t imagine how good it felt to have those two black men fuck me earlier. They were soo big.” Nancy slowly ran her hand down her belly, past her neatly trimmed bush, until her fingers reached her sweet spot.
“I… I can imagine.” Jim felt his heart beating. In his mind he pictured a black man on top of his wife, pummeling her pussy hard.
“Mm, I bet you can you little sissy.” Nancy was about to tell her husband to get down on his knees when another wicked thought hit her.
"You know, Tyrone fucked me so well, I want you to call him up and thank him." Nancy smiled mischievously for having come up with such a humiliating task for her husband.
Jim’s eyes widened both with excitement and indignity. He had made it a duty to always thank a black man after they had bedded his wife, but he had never actually thought of calling up someone who had been with his wife afterward.
"O… okay." With some nervousness, Jim reached inside his pocket for his phone. Scrolling through his contacts, he found Tyrone under Mr. Williams. He had called him before, to schedule a date for his wife.
“And put it on speaker, I want to hear every word.” It was with quite some satisfaction that Nancy looked at her husband who was in the process of calling up a black man to thank him for fucking her. In fact, it made her quite wet.
"Okay." Jim heard the call progress tone.
“Yeah?” Tyrone was in his apartment watching a football game with Leroy and Dumarcus, two of his buddies. Jamal had left earlier for work.
“Hello, Mr. Williams. This is Jim Danvers.” Though Jim’s heart was racing, he made sure to be as polite as possible.
“What’s up, wimp?” Tyrone smiled to himself when he called Jim a wimp. Both of his buddies glanced over at him, wonder who he could be talking to.
Jim took another breath whilst also taking in the beauty of his curvaceous wife.
"I hope I'm not bothering you. I just wanted to call and thank you for fucking my wife Nancy earlier today, I know she loved every second of it." Jim truly loved thanking black men for pleasuring his wife and hoped that Tyrone could hear how honest he was.
That’s right… Nancy adored hearing what a proper cuck her husband was.
Hearing Jim, and with a grin on his face, Tyrone muted his phone and turned to his buddies.
“Yo, listen to this white boy.”
“I couldn’t hear ya, what did you say?” Tyrone nodded his head to his friends, knowing what they were about to hear.
Oh… Jim felt bad for not having spoken up enough.
“Thank you for fucking my wife Nancy earlier, Mr. Williams. I know she loved every second of it.” This time Jim made sure to be as clear and proper as he could be.
“What the fuck?” Tyrone’s buddy Leroy couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
“Damn homie, you been fucking this white boy’s wife.” Dumarcus nodded in appreciation of his friend’s deed.
Jim's heart skipped a beat when he realized that Tyrone had friends over and that they had heard him.
Nancy, on the other hand, felt a tingle between her legs when she heard the other two black men. Her husband had, in reality, told three black guys that he was a cuck, and in doing so, hopefully, made her available to them as well.
“You know it brotha.” Tyrone nodded confidently to Dumarcus who quickly picked up on the situation.
“Hey, wimp.”
"Y, yes Sir?" Jim didn't recognize the man's voice but decided to err on the safe side.
“How about you give me your wife’s number and I’ll hit her up sometime when you’re at work.” Dumarcus grinned. Tyrone and Leroy both chuckled.
Jim's first instinct was, of course, to say yes, but before he did, he glanced over at Nancy who eagerly nodded.
“Of course.” Whilst Jim and Dumarcus exchanged numbers, Tyrone showed his buddy a nude picture of Nancy.
“Damn.” Dumarcus felt a rise in his pants when he saw the busty blonde.
"I'm usually at work between nine-thirty and six." Since Dumarcus had mentioned that he might want to see Nancy when he was at work, Jim mentioned his usual hours.
"Aight, let your wife know that she's in for some serious smashing." Dumarcus quite enjoyed humiliating the white boy on the other line.
Nancy had already begun to slowly rub her pussy when she heard the black men on the phone, and with Dumarcus’s last comment she leaned her head back in pleasure.
“I will, Mr. Johnson, thank you.” Jim naturally used Dumarcus’s last night after he had gotten it.
“Yeah, give her my best as well.” Tyrone chuckled as did Dumarcus and Leroy.
"I will, and thank you again, Mr. Williams." Jim made sure to be proper as they hung up.
“Come here you sissy cuck and eat my pussy.” Nancy had laid down on the bed and was so close to orgasming.
Oh yes… Jim didn't have to be told twice when it came to eating his wife. With some hurry, he scooted up on to the bed and got up between his wife's legs. Before diving in, he took in the loveliness that was Nancy's labia.
“And you better imagine those black guys fucking me.” Nancy looked down on her husband who was just about to go to town.
With a nod, Jim eagerly dove in.
"Mmm…" He ran his tongue up and down her moist slit a few times before eventually engulfing her clit, kissing and licking it all the while imagining her pussy getting stuffed by big black cocks. At this point, his locked away penis almost had a steady flow of precum.
"Ohhh, ohhhhh!" Nancy had already been so close listening to those black guys wanting to fuck her and at the same humiliating her husband, that she instantly creamed all over Jim's face.
Ohh yess… Jim felt his wife's thighs creep up and tighten against his head, something that always happened when she orgasmed. And with that, he felt her juices all over his lips and tongue. He loved it. And he wasn't about to stop eating her freshly fucked pussy until she told him to.
“Ohhhh!” For a moment, Nancy’s mind went blank. Her orgasm rolled through her body like a steamboat. The last thing that went through her head before she climaxed was Tyrone and Jamal shooting their big loads in her mouth.
Little by little the intensity of her orgasm faded, but not her arousal. Her husband was still eating her pussy, something he had gotten very good at, and with those thoughts lingering in her head, she just had to have some cum.
“Get up!” An orgasmic Nancy ordered her husband.
Heavily breathing, Jim reluctantly got up from between his wife’s legs. His lips and cheeks glistened with Nancy’s sweet juices. He wasn’t sure what to expect.
“You better not tell Meghan about this.” With such lust, Nancy reached over to her nightstand where she had a spare key to Jim’s chastity belt.
“And it goes straight back on afterward.” She picked up the key and sat back up on the side of the bed, where her husband now stood.
“Y… yes, of course…” Jim could barely hold back his excitement, not to mention his surprise. His penis was just about to be released and he knew that he would spurt within seconds.
“You better have a big load.” Nancy looked up at Jim and turned the key.
With the turn of the key, Nancy hastily pulled out the center pin releasing the plastic cage around Jim’s penis. Throwing the cage on the bed, she swiftly wrapped her lips around her husband’s semi-soft penis. Even though he wasn’t erect, she knew that he would come way before he got hard.
“Uh… uhh….uhhhh….uhhhhh…. Uhhh!” Jim’s eyes rolled up and back. His eyelids fluttering when the pressure that had built up in his blue balls were released. Ropes of cum violently shot out from his soft penis filling his wife’s mouth.
Oh yesss... Nancy rubbed her pussy. Delicious and thick wads of sperm splashing against the inside of her mouth, building up a pool.
“Ohh, Nancyyy!” Jim cried out his wife’s name in love, whilst still shooting stream after stream of hot cum into her mouth.
“Mmm.” Nancy felt the sperm fill up around her tongue. She savored it. She had always loved the taste of cum. Suddenly the barrage of cum eased of considerately.
"Uhhhh…" Jim heavily exhaled. His intense climax started to subside. Only drops of cum dripped from his penis.
Normally, on the rare occasions that she had allowed her husband to come in her mouth, she had ordered him down onto his knees, where she had slowly parted her lips and poured his cum into his mouth. On this occasion, however, she was much too horny not to swallow it herself.
Whilst Nancy took a second to savor the sperm she had in her mouth, Jim, breathing heavily and knowing his place, got down on his knees and opened his mouth. He expected his lovely wife to lean over him and pour his cum into his mouth and make him swallow it. Something he didn’t mind. In fact, he felt that a proper cuck should swallow his own cum.
“Mmm.” Nancy closed her eyes and pinched her nipple as she swallowed the creamy load. In her mind she imagined it to be a black man’s load.
With his eyes closed, and mouth still open, Jim suddenly felt his wife's lips on his. He could taste the cum on her breath and lips, but to his surprise, there wasn't any actual amount of cum.
“I’m going to take a shower. If you hurry and put that thing back on, you may wash my back.” Nancy licked her lips as she walked past her husband.
"O.. okay." Jim could hardly believe it. His wife had actually swallowed his load. For a moment he had a flashback to a time when they dated and she would do that quite often. Though as he looked over at the bed and saw his chastity belt laying there, that thought quickly went away. He certainly didn't want to go back to a time when he wasn't a cuck and a time when Nancy was sleeping with black men.
To be continued...
Jim Danvers sat behind his desk on the third floor. He had been the office manager for the last five years, and the last couple of years had been quite profitable for the company.
"Have to congratulate you again Jim, another year, and we've seen nothing but increased revenue streams and productivity from your floor." Charles Vanderholm stood up. The man was in his mid-sixties, white hair and an equally white mustache.
"Thank you, sir." Jim reached over and shook his boss's hand.
"You sure I can't change your mind on the Racquetball match this evening? It's getting quite tedious playing with Harald from accounting, the man might just be the worst player of all time." Charles shook his head a bit at the prospect of playing Harald once more.
“Sorry Mr. Vanderholm, I still have some files to go over when I get home, and my wife has made plans for us this evening.” Jim had to lie to his boss. He still wore the chastity belt, and there would be no way to hide it in the locker room, so the Racquetball match was just out of the question.
"Ah, the ol' ball and chain huh." Charles smiled and laughed jokingly.
“Yeah, hehe.” If only he knew how right he was, Jim felt his penis straining against the constraints of his chastity belt.
“Well, I won’t keep you any longer. Again great work.” Charles gave Jim another nod before leaving his office.
On the way out, Charles couldn't pass up an opportunity to stop by and see Jim's secretary, Joanne Mills. In Charles's mind, Joanne was as close to a classic beauty as a woman could get. Tall, slender, wavy blonde hair, beautiful eyes and a smile that could make any man stumble on his words.
"I hope he's not working you too hard?" Charles smiled. His eyes wandered down the young lady's partially opened blouse. A sight that not only made him warm and sweaty under his business suit but one that also made his penis twitch.
“Not at all Mr. Vanderholm.” Joanne looked up at the older man and smiled.
“That’s good.” Charles was mesmerized by her warm southern smile and accent. Almost to the point that he forgot where he was for a moment.
“Well… you let me know if he does.” Charles smiled and wished that he had been younger. As he walked away he looked around until he was sure no one could see him.
“I will.” Joanne smiled as Charles Vanderholm walked away. She loved the attention she had gotten from men after her mother’s friend Nancy had shown her how to dress in the big city.
It had been her mother who had encouraged her to move from the small no-name town in Alabama and try her luck in the city. Her mother had even arranged for her friend Nancy to take her under her wing and show her around. Which after having spent a year in the city had proven to be the best decision in Joanne's life. Though Joanne had realized after a while in the city, that her mother had some ulterior motives for wanting Nancy to show her around, which now, Joanne couldn't thank her enough for.
On his way to the elevator, Charles discreetly reached down and adjusted the front of his pants. He hoped that Ms. Sanders hadn’t noticed the bulge in his pants. Looking back over whilst he waited for the elevator, he caught the beautiful Joanne Sanders heading into her boss’s office.
“Oh, are those the Willem papers?” Jim looked up at his secretary as she walked into his office.
"Yes, they need to be sent out by tomorrow." Joanne walked around her boss's desk and placed the papers in front of him. After she had done so, however, she turned around, pulled up her skirt and bent over.
Jim gulped. In front of him, he had his secretary's amazingly shaped and completely naked butt in full view. He could even see her shaved pussy. Looking at her, his penis started straining hard against the plastic cage that it was locked away in.
“Ugh.” Jim let out a soft grunt. To say that his chastised manhood felt uncomfortable was an understatement.
Joanne smiled in satisfaction when she heard Jim’s awkward grunt. She knew that his penis was locked away.
“Pull down your pants and let me see it.” Joanne stood up and faced her boss.
Jim gulped again whilst looking up at his secretary. He felt so small as he awkwardly stood up and unzipped his pants. After he pulled his underwear down and his caged penis came into sight, he heard Joanne’s laughter.
“God, you look pathetic.” Joanne looked at her boss. Not only had her boss’s wife Nancy gotten her this job, but she had taught her exactly how to treat Jim when he was at work.
Jim stood there timid and quiet. His wife had made it very clear who it was that was in charge when he and Joanne were alone at work. Though, even with that in mind, Jim couldn’t help himself from glancing down at Joanne’s bare pussy.
Joanne saw the way Jim’s eyes wandered down her body.
"I bet you're imagining a big black man cramming his thick black cock in there, aren't you?" Joanne knew her words would turn on Jim even more, making his penis push even harder against the restraints of his cage. At the same time, she felt herself get wet and aroused by the sheer thought of a black man plunging his big cock into her tight pussy.
Jim nodded whilst trying to hold back a groan. If he hadn’t had the chastity belt on, he would have had a rock hard erection by now.
“Heh.” Joanne smiled at how awkward her boss looked.
"Now stand there like the cuck that you are, and let me take a picture of you. I'm sure your wife wants to see what her wimpy husband looks like at work." Joanne reached over and got her phone.
Jim nodded compliantly as Joanne took a few steps back and held up her phone.
“Now on three… say, I’m Jim and I’m a cuckold.” Joanne smiled to herself. She had just switched to video mode.
“One… two… three.” Joanne started recording.
“I’m Jim… and I’m a cuckold.” Jim looked into the camera. He felt so humiliated standing there in his office, in his business suit, in a place where he was supposed to be in charge, with his pants pulled down and his caged penis *******.
“Haha.”
Jim heard his secretary laugh along with the familiar sound of a message being sent.
Over in the south side of the city, in the crib of one Tyrone Williams, Nancy Danvers sat naked in front of the black man who laid naked on his bed. On his back, Tyrone had his feet pointing to the ceiling whilst he held his arms around his knees.
“Mhmm.” Nancy’s big tits hung down as she leaned over Tyrone’s butt. Her pretty face buried between the black man’s ass cheeks. Her tongue poking his butthole.
“Yeahh… eat that ass.” Tyrone grunted as the white woman licked his ass.
Oh yess… Nancy was in such a state of arousal, furiously licking Tyrone’s butthole. Her wet tongue sliding up and down, over his anus.
Mmm… For a moment she slowed down and swirled her tongue around the crack. Nancy just loved to lick black men’s asses, it made her feel like such a slut.
“Damn, she’s a freak.” Jamal, Tyrone’s buddy laid naked next to him and looked down at Nancy.
“Damn, right she is.” Tyrone felt Nancy’s tongue poking his sphincter.
“Yo, give my boy here some attention.” Tyrone looked down at Nancy.
"Mhm…" Nancy had just managed to stick the tip of her tongue into his tight butthole and didn't really want to stop. But she knew that she had another sexy black man to please and she couldn't wait to lick his ass as well.
As Nancy leaned up, her eyes absolutely glistened with lust. Though before she had a chance to scoot over to Jamal, her phone beeped with a message.
“Oh, sorry, I should have turned off the tone.” Nancy felt so embarrassed as she got up and hurried over to the table next to the bed where she had put the phone. She didn’t want anything like that to bother the black men she was with.
“Nah, that’s okay.” Both Tyrone and Jamal enjoyed the sight of the blonde’s naked body as she got up. Her big fake tits that only slightly bounced when she got up were something Jamal had his eyes on, whilst Tyrone more focused on her big round juicy butt.
"Oh, hehe." Nancy accidentally opened the message and giggled when she saw the video Joanne had sent of Jim.
“What’s up?” Tyrone asked having heard Nancy’s giggle.
“Oh sorry, it was just a video of my sissy husband.” Nancy looked over at the two sexy and very naked black men on the bed.
“Why don’t you come over and show us.” Tyrone liked the sound of sissy husband. He loved fucking women in front of their husbands.
“Oh, okay.” Nancy smiled whilst she walked over and got up in between the two black men. Slowly she leaned up against Tyrone, pressing her breasts against his arm, whilst Jamal got up behind her. A small sigh escaped her mouth when she felt his rock hard cock up against her back.
“Here’s... the video.” Almost not able to focus on the video, being caught between the two hot black men, Nancy fumbled a little with the phone before she was able to hit play.
I’m Jim and I’m a cuckold… Jim’s voice came through the phone’s speakers as the three of them watched the video with great amusement.
“Haha… hahaha.” Both Tyrone and Jamal laughed when they saw the white guy in the suit, with his pants around his ankles.
Nancy felt herself getting wet between her legs when she heard the black men laugh at her husband. She loved it when Jim got humiliated by black men.
“That yo husband?” Jamal asked whilst the video looped.
“Yes, that’s Jim, my husband.” Nancy smiled.
“Damn, you weren’t kidding, what a wimp.” Jamal felt his dick grow rock hard now that he could put a face on the woman’s husband. He knew that she was married, but now he could picture him sitting there whilst he fucked his wife.
“He really is.” Nancy could feel Jamal’s cock stiffen as it pressed up against her back.
"Yo, wait, is his dick locked up or something." Jamal hadn't looked down at the guy's crotch and finally noticed the chastity belt.
“Oh yes, he’s wearing his chastity belt. Can’t have him getting hard without my permission.” Nancy smiled.
“Damn…Yo, keep that video playing.” Jamal quickly got up behind Nancy, he just couldn’t wait any longer.
Tyrone, who could tell that his buddy was getting ready to take Nancy from behind, pushed himself further up on the bed and moved his left leg around Nancy so she was in between his legs.
Oh yess… Nancy hungrily looked up at Tyrone's big black cock at the same time as she raised her butt up in the air, and got onto her elbows and knees. In her left hand, she held her phone that played the video on repeat and pointed it back at Jamal.
Yeah, motherfucker, I'm about to fuck your wife… Jamal looked at the video while he plunged his thick cock in between Nancy’s pussy lips, stretching her pussy wide.
“Oh god yessss!” Nancy moaned out loud. Though her moans quickly became soft mumbles as she took Tyrone’s bulbous cockhead into her mouth.
Yeah… yeahh… With a firm grip on Nancy's hips, Jamal slammed her pussy hard. His eyes kept going back to the video of the woman's husband. In his mind, he had all those white men who had refused his employment in the past. Now he was fucking their wives, and it was the most empowering feeling in the world.
"Oh goddd, I'm cummmiiiinnnng!" Tyrone's big cock popped out of Nancy's mouth as she screamed out in orgasm.
Jamal even picked up his pace when he felt the warmth and wetness of the woman’s orgasm surround his cock. He could even hear a soft splashing sound as his cock pushed in and out of her pussy.
Just on the other side of the thin walls of Tyrone's apartment, Cassandra Thomson, a thin white girl in her mid-twenties had leaned up against the wall to feel the thumps.
“Oh yeah, you little cuck, eat my pussy.” She looked down at her boyfriend who had his face buried between her thighs.
A while back Cassandra had moved with her boyfriend Jake to the apartment complex downtown, so she could be surrounded by black men. It wasn’t uncommon for Jake to come home from his low paying job and find his girlfriend either in bed with a black man, or by the sofa sucking off a black man whilst he watched his TV.
“Oh oh oh oh oh!” Over at Tyrone’s, Nancy just couldn’t hold up her phone anymore. Jamal had been fucking her so amazingly hard that she could barely suck Tyrone.
“Fuckk!” Jamal felt that intense and familiar feeling in his balls.
“Turn over!” He pulled out of Nancy who hurried to flip over and lay down on her back. The moment the back of her head hit the soft mattress a warm stream of cum splashed across her face.
Oh yess… Was all she could think as more and more cum splashed across her face. The sensation was so great that another orgasm built up inside of her, and when she finally remembered to open her mouth and felt Jamal’s sperm land on her tongue, she exploded.
"Ahhhhh!" Nancy orgasmed hard. Almost at the same time, she felt thick wads of cum fill her mouth. It was so thick and warm. She couldn't believe how a man could come that much.
“Mhmm…” As the orgasm slowly subsided, and with a mouth full of cum, Nancy slowly opened her eyes, and there she saw Tyrone on his knees, stroking his thick black cock.
Oh… mmm… She smiled to herself when she realized that the delicious cum she had in her mouth, must be Tyrones. She knew that black men usually came a lot, but not to the amount that she had on her face and in her mouth. For a moment she savored the semen in her mouth, swirling it around with her tongue whilst looking up at the two sweaty black men kneeling over her, stroking their cocks. Then, with a naughty glance, Nancy swallowed the huge load of cum.
Outside, Janeka Harris was on her way up the stairs to her apartment on the third floor. She had just finished the day shift at the local Mart and was heading home to grab something to eat before her second job at the seven eleven started.
Janeka was quite a robust black woman. With her wide hips and huge butt, she had no problem filling out her size 18w jeans. And with each step up the staircase, her large and heavy breasts jiggled inside her purple blouse. At thirty-nine, and having had two kids that were now adults, her breasts had indeed sagged quite a bit, but with Janeka's curvy figure, their size and natural droopiness made her an even sexier woman.
Stepping out into the hallway of her floor, she noticed a blonde woman over by Tyrone’s apartment. Since the woman was turned away and was kissing Tyrone and Jamal goodbye, Janeka didn’t recognize her at first, though her first thought was that it might be Nancy, the woman she had met a little over a week ago at Tyrone’s.
Janeka still thought about the amazing evening, where she, Nancy and Tamika from the first floor had been gang banged by Tyrone and seven other black men. Before meeting Nancy, Janeka had always been the freaky woman amongst other women, but in Nancy, she had found some competition for the title.
As Janeka got closer and the woman turned, she recognized Nancy. The image of the two of them being fucked in the ass from behind whilst a sexy black man shot his load on her face sprung to Janeka’s mind. Though it was the part where Nancy leaned over and licked some of the cum from her face, kissed her and swapped cum with her, which made her think that she might have found her match in the freaky department.
On the way over, Nancy lit up when she recognized Janeka. She had really wanted to exchange phone numbers with her. Having become quite friendly with her at the party, Nancy wanted to meet up with her again.
"Hey, Nancy." Janeka smiled as Nancy came up to her.
"Hey, Janeka." Nancy was really glad to meet up with her since she wasn't sure where she lived.
"I see you've had a good time." Janeka looked over at Tyrone's apartment where he and Jamal were still talking a bit.
“Oh yes.” Nancy glanced over at the two black men and then back at Janeka with a naughty smile.
“Want to have a taste?” She leaned in a bit closer.
Janeka saw Nancy discreetly lick her lips, and knew instantly that she still had the taste of cum in her mouth.
Oh yes, I do… Was Janeka’s first thought, though there were a lot of noisy neighbors in the building, and if anyone saw her kissing a woman, not to mention a white woman, she would never hear the end of it. Even with the noisy neighbors in mind, she didn’t want to give up the chance to taste some delicious cum, especially not after a long day’s work.
“Okay…” Janeka looked around to make sure none of her neighbors had their doors open.
“Quick.” Janeka looked over at Nancy and almost immediately felt the woman’s soft lips and tongue slide into her mouth.
"Mmm." At first, she was met with the sweet taste of Nancy's saliva, but then her senses were overwhelmed by the strong sensation and odor of masculinity. The taste of a man's potent semen.
“Mmm, wish you could have been in there with them.” Nancy leaned back and smiled, having kissed Janeka for a quick second.
“Me too.” Janeka felt so horny. What she wouldn’t give to be taken by Tyrone and Jamal right now.
“Hey, would you maybe want to exchange numbers? We could meet up sometime…” Nancy leaned in a bit closer.
“And maybe get together with some handsome black men.” Nancy hoped that Janeka felt the same way as she did.
“I like the sound of that.” Janeka took out her phone and tapped her way to her phone number.
"Here you go." Janeka held up her phone whilst Nancy typed it into her phone and called her new friend up.
“And there you go.” Nancy smiled as Janeka saved her friend’s number.
“Well, it was really nice seeing you again.” Nancy leaned in and gave Janeka a hug.
“You too.” Janeka hugged her back.
All the while, Tyrone and Jamal had been talking and looking over at the two women.
“Wouldn’t mind getting down with those two again.” Tyrone nodded.
“Damn dawg, you been with them both?” Jamal hadn’t been home for Tyrone’s party last week.
Tyrone nodded with a smug grin.
Over on the upper west side, in the suburbs, Jim was in the kitchen, wearing his usual pink apron. He had just arrived home from work and thought that he would whip up a small snack for himself and Nancy before the evening. Having finished up the light chicken salad, Jim began to go through the recipe for his double strawberry cheesecake.
For this particular evening, since their son Evan and his wife Breona were coming over, Jim and Nancy were both making their specialties in the kitchen. Nancy was quite known for her lamb casserole, and Jim for his mashed potatoes with garlic and spring herbs.
Though last time, Jim had been scolded quite badly by Breona for his mashed potatoes, so this time he was going to make sure that it was the best one he had ever made. Not only that, but he had planned to make a cheesecake that he had learned from his son that she really liked.
"Jim, honey, you alone?" Nancy asked softly. She had seen her husband's car in the driveway when she got home but wanted to make sure none of their neighbors were over.
"Yes, honey," Jim called out from the kitchen.
"Oh. That's strange. Because usually, my wimpy little cuck would be over here to greet me when I got home." Nancy's tone change to a more firmer one.
"Oh, sorry, dear… I…" Jim came out in his pink apron, lightly apologizing, happy to see his wife. Straight away though, he was met by his wife's stern stare and knew straight away that he should have heard her coming in and greeted her properly.
Without saying another word, Jim got down on his hands and knees and crawled over to his wife's feet. Pressing his lips against her big toe, he first kissed each one and then proceeded to try and suck them.
“Well, I guess I won’t be letting him out today either.” Meghan stood over by the staircase with a smirk on her face. The key to her ***’s chastity belt would remain on the desk in her room for yet another day. Like her mom did, she had kept the key somewhere in the open so her *** could see it, knowing he wouldn’t dare to take it without her permission.
Nancy laughed as she looked down at her husband and then over at her ********.
Jim, on the other hand, tried to hide his small sigh. He had been locked up for almost a week now, and every single day he felt his penis strain hard against the cage as it tried to grow to an erection.
“You look absolutely stunning honey, I guess you must really like David.” Nancy knew her ******** had a date with her boyfriend today, and looking at her, the way she had made her hair, her makeup, a new top that really showed off her perky breasts and the snuggest pair of jeans, she must really like him.
“I do. He’s so nice and polite...” Meghan got a smile on her face when she thought of the most descriptive word for her boyfriend.
“And so… wimpy.”
“Sounds like someone I know.” Nancy looked down at Jim who was still kissing her feet and smiled.
"Yeah, well we'll see tonight after he drops me off at the Omega fraternity party." Meghan thought about the all-black fraternity where she was going to have David drop her off.
“I figured that there must have been another reason for all that effort.” Nancy just knew that her ******** had something else in mind after spending so much time getting ready.
“Well, yeah.” Meghan smiled. Her nipples poked through the fine fabric of her bra just thinking about all those hot black guys that would be at the party.
Outside, David had pulled up in his car and had nervously made his way over to the front door. The reason for his nervousness had mostly to do with the video he had recorded the other night. Which had been something Meghan had told him that she really wanted him to do. Though the thing she had asked of him had been really awkward, he had made sure to lock his door so none of his roommates would walk in on him, saying no to the girl he was in love with wasn’t really something he would do.
After collecting himself, and taking a small breath, David reached over and rang the doorbell.
“Oh, that must be David.” Meghan looked over at the door.
At the same time, Jim looked up at Nancy, as if to get her approval to get up. The sight of his beautiful wife, standing over him like that, was something he was used to, and loved more than anything. Though right now, in front of their door, not knowing for sure who was outside, he knew that he could probably get up, since, if it was their stuck up neighbors, there would be too much explaining to do if he would still be on his hands and knees like that.
Even though she liked her husband down there like that, Nance gave him a nod to get up, and also to answer the door.
"Erhm." Jim got up and cleared his throat a bit before opening the door.
“Hello, Mr. Danvers…” David gave Meghan’s father a polite nod.
“Hello David, good to see you again.” Jim shook David’s hand. It wasn’t much of a grip, no firmer than his own.
Seeing how respectful and timid David was in front of her father, her wimpy father, Meghan couldn’t help but wonder how her boyfriend would act in front of a black man who was about to take her to bed. She almost found herself getting wet just from imagining David acting like the sissy that she hoped that he would be.
“Hello, Mrs. Danvers…” David still found it hard to believe that the stunning woman standing next to Mr. Danvers was Meghan’s mother. If he had to guess, and he still didn’t really know her age, he would have guessed that she was thirty, or thirty fine tops. Though he tried his best not to glance down her cleavage, his awkward gaze still found it’s way down to her big tits.
“You know young man, some would say that it would be impolite to stare at a woman’s breasts like that,” Nancy said in the lightest of ways, only pretending to be upset. She hoped that it would elicit the reaction that all insecure and timid men got when called out. Sure enough, it did.
“Oh, ehm, I’m… I didn’t mean… I…” David stuttered feeling nervous and embarrassed.
Nancy smiled to herself knowing that if her ******** played her cards right, she would have quite the sissy boyfriend in David. Possibly even more than a boyfriend.
“Oh mom, you’re embarrassing David.” Meghan jokingly scolded her mother. Inside, however, she enjoyed seeing David whimper like that just as much as her mother.
Though still feeling rather awkward, David couldn’t help but lit up when he saw Meghan. She looked so immensely beautiful. To David, it was almost as if she got more beautiful each time he saw her.
“Hey, David.” Meghan looked over at her boyfriend and smiled. She loved the cute and nervous look he always got when he met up with her.
“Hi… hi Meghan… You look… amazing.” David managed to come out of his nervous stutter when he saw Meghan. As he did, he also felt like he should apologize to Mrs. Danvers.
“Thank you, David, you look pretty nice yourself.” Meghan smiled at her somewhat of a goofy boyfriend.
“Oh, thank you.” David’s appreciative smile overshadowed his embarrassing feelings as he looked over at Meghan. If it hadn’t been clear before, it was now more than clear that he was in love with her.
“Well, we have to get going.” Meghan looked over at her parents whilst she slid her hand around David’s arm.
“Have a good time.” Nancy smiled knowingly at what her ******** had planned later on.
“And you take care of my ********.” Jim mustered up some manliness when he noticed the couple next door walk by.
“I, I will Mr. Danvers.” David looked back over at Meghan’s father.
“Hi, Paul, Harriet.” Jim and Nancy waved at their neighbors, whom they had known for almost fifteen years.
Paul, who had just turned forty-five, worked as a stockbroker and almost always wore a tie. Shorter than her somewhat tall husband, Harriet, forty-three, worked at the Eastwall Bank as a manager. The two had lived in the neighborhood for a couple of years before Jim and Nancy moved there.
“Hi.” Paul smiled when he waved over at his neighbors. Harriet also smiled and waved at Jim, but when her eyes came to Nancy she had to pretend, and instead, a word popped into her mind.
Slut… Harriet thought when she looked at Nancy.
A month ago when Harriet had driven home to pick up something for work, she had seen a black man leaving the Danvers home, and she was almost certain that she saw Nancy kissing him goodbye in the doorway.
Harriet, had, of course, told her husband Paul, but he had told her that she had to be mistaken. But Harriet was sure about what she had seen, and all she could think about was that poor man, Jim. He was such a good man. Hard-working, kind, always helping his wife around the house. Harriet had often seen him carrying baskets of washed clothes, sorting dishes and cooking.
And the times they had their neighbors over, Jim had always helped her out in the kitchen whilst Paul and Nancy sat at the table.
To Harriet, Jim was the perfect gentleman. And now she was sure that Nancy was cheating on him. The fact that the man she had seen her with had been black shouldn't have mattered, but in the back of her mind, it made it seem even worse.
Harriet had in fact thought about telling Jim about what she had seen. But she didn’t want to break the heart of such a good and sweet man.
Having exchanged pleasantries with their neighbors and watched Meghan and her boyfriend David drive off, Nancy and Jim went back inside.
“Such a sweet little boy,” Nancy emphasized the little since it was pretty obvious to her that a timid boy like David didn’t have much of a manhood.
“Yeah, he seemed really nice.” Jim had really liked the young man. He was polite, had that nerdy kind of look, which of course, Jim was all too familiar with since he had been the same way at his age, and it was pretty clear that he cared for Meghan very much.
"Kind of reminds me of this sissy I knew back in college, used to follow me around like a loser. Wonder what happened to him?" Nancy smiled mischievously when she looked back and belittled her husband.
“I think he got married to this amazingly beautiful woman.” Jim knew that his wife was talking about him.
“Hm.” Nancy could see the sincerity in her husband’s eyes.
“Pull down your pants,” Nancy told her husband, who was somewhat surprised but hurried to do what she told him.
Jim wondered what his wife had in store for him when he unzipped his pants and stepped out of them.
Oh… Nancy got a bit disappointed when her husband took his pants off and revealed that he was still wearing his chastity belt. For a second it had slipped her mind that he still wore it.
“That’s a shame, If you hadn’t worn that belt I might have jerked that little dick of yours off.” She said in a taunting manner, though she kind of wished that he hadn’t have worn it.
“Oh.” Jim felt a twitch of subtle discomfort when his penis tried to stiffen inside the plastic prison as he imagined the wonderful feeling of his wife’s fingers around it.
“Well, I need to take a shower. I worked up a real sweat with those two sexy black men earlier.” Nancy smiled to herself. She could tell by the look on her husband´s face that he was imagining her in bed with them.
For a short moment, Jim silently looked at his beautiful wife, his penis aching, hoping that she might give him some more details about her time with those big black men.
“I guess, I’ll go and finish up the cake.” Even though there was nothing he wanted more than to hear about her time with those men, he knew better than to ask.
“Oh no, you’re not, you have some husbandry duties to perform first.” Again Nancy kind of wished that her husband hadn’t been locked up. If he hadn't been, she would have grabbed him by his penis and hauled him upstairs.
“Oh, yes, of course, thank you.” Jim eagerly followed his wife upstairs, all the while his eyes were glued to her magnificent ass since he knew exactly what duties he would be performing.
Hehe… Nancy could practically feel her husband’s gaze, so she decided to tease him by swaying her hips even more.
Oh wow… Jim couldn’t wait to bury his tongue in her pussy and ass.
Having made it to the bedroom, Nancy paused at the bed and turned her head.
“Unzip me.” Nancy brushed her blonde hair over her left shoulder.
Jim nodded and walked over. Being so close to his wife, he could smell the aroma of sex on her. Taking it in, and with a gasp of air, he slowly pulled the zipper of her dress down her back. Inch by inch revealing her beautiful back. Past her midback, he recognized the clasp on her bra, and with that, he knew that she wore her white lace lingerie. She always wore the sexiest underwear when she went to see black men.
When the zipper hit the end of her dress, Jim could see the edge of her shapely behind. Her curves were so sexy.
“Ugh.” Jim exhaled a small groan. He was so turned on by his wife that his locked up penis did anything it could to get hard, but there was just no way for it to get hard.
Nancy smiled to herself. She recognized her husband’s groan, and with her dress undone, she slid both straps down her shoulders and let it fall to the floor.
Wow… When his wife’s dress fell to the floor, Jim’s eyes immediately wandered down to Nancy’s wondrous ass. There he realized that she didn’t wear any panties, just a sexy garter belt.
Oh god… His wife was so hot. What he wouldn’t give to see a big black man grabbing her cheeks.
Without removing her bra, Nancy turned around, allowing her husband to gaze in her near-naked body. She enjoyed seeing how Jim absolutely ogled her nakedness. Her pussy in particular. She knew how much he loved licking her after she had been with a black man. Before, however, she decided that she wanted to have some fun with him.
“Mmm, you can’t imagine how good it felt to have those two black men fuck me earlier. They were soo big.” Nancy slowly ran her hand down her belly, past her neatly trimmed bush, until her fingers reached her sweet spot.
“I… I can imagine.” Jim felt his heart beating. In his mind he pictured a black man on top of his wife, pummeling her pussy hard.
“Mm, I bet you can you little sissy.” Nancy was about to tell her husband to get down on his knees when another wicked thought hit her.
"You know, Tyrone fucked me so well, I want you to call him up and thank him." Nancy smiled mischievously for having come up with such a humiliating task for her husband.
Jim’s eyes widened both with excitement and indignity. He had made it a duty to always thank a black man after they had bedded his wife, but he had never actually thought of calling up someone who had been with his wife afterward.
"O… okay." With some nervousness, Jim reached inside his pocket for his phone. Scrolling through his contacts, he found Tyrone under Mr. Williams. He had called him before, to schedule a date for his wife.
“And put it on speaker, I want to hear every word.” It was with quite some satisfaction that Nancy looked at her husband who was in the process of calling up a black man to thank him for fucking her. In fact, it made her quite wet.
"Okay." Jim heard the call progress tone.
“Yeah?” Tyrone was in his apartment watching a football game with Leroy and Dumarcus, two of his buddies. Jamal had left earlier for work.
“Hello, Mr. Williams. This is Jim Danvers.” Though Jim’s heart was racing, he made sure to be as polite as possible.
“What’s up, wimp?” Tyrone smiled to himself when he called Jim a wimp. Both of his buddies glanced over at him, wonder who he could be talking to.
Jim took another breath whilst also taking in the beauty of his curvaceous wife.
"I hope I'm not bothering you. I just wanted to call and thank you for fucking my wife Nancy earlier today, I know she loved every second of it." Jim truly loved thanking black men for pleasuring his wife and hoped that Tyrone could hear how honest he was.
That’s right… Nancy adored hearing what a proper cuck her husband was.
Hearing Jim, and with a grin on his face, Tyrone muted his phone and turned to his buddies.
“Yo, listen to this white boy.”
“I couldn’t hear ya, what did you say?” Tyrone nodded his head to his friends, knowing what they were about to hear.
Oh… Jim felt bad for not having spoken up enough.
“Thank you for fucking my wife Nancy earlier, Mr. Williams. I know she loved every second of it.” This time Jim made sure to be as clear and proper as he could be.
“What the fuck?” Tyrone’s buddy Leroy couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
“Damn homie, you been fucking this white boy’s wife.” Dumarcus nodded in appreciation of his friend’s deed.
Jim's heart skipped a beat when he realized that Tyrone had friends over and that they had heard him.
Nancy, on the other hand, felt a tingle between her legs when she heard the other two black men. Her husband had, in reality, told three black guys that he was a cuck, and in doing so, hopefully, made her available to them as well.
“You know it brotha.” Tyrone nodded confidently to Dumarcus who quickly picked up on the situation.
“Hey, wimp.”
"Y, yes Sir?" Jim didn't recognize the man's voice but decided to err on the safe side.
“How about you give me your wife’s number and I’ll hit her up sometime when you’re at work.” Dumarcus grinned. Tyrone and Leroy both chuckled.
Jim's first instinct was, of course, to say yes, but before he did, he glanced over at Nancy who eagerly nodded.
“Of course.” Whilst Jim and Dumarcus exchanged numbers, Tyrone showed his buddy a nude picture of Nancy.
“Damn.” Dumarcus felt a rise in his pants when he saw the busty blonde.
"I'm usually at work between nine-thirty and six." Since Dumarcus had mentioned that he might want to see Nancy when he was at work, Jim mentioned his usual hours.
"Aight, let your wife know that she's in for some serious smashing." Dumarcus quite enjoyed humiliating the white boy on the other line.
Nancy had already begun to slowly rub her pussy when she heard the black men on the phone, and with Dumarcus’s last comment she leaned her head back in pleasure.
“I will, Mr. Johnson, thank you.” Jim naturally used Dumarcus’s last night after he had gotten it.
“Yeah, give her my best as well.” Tyrone chuckled as did Dumarcus and Leroy.
"I will, and thank you again, Mr. Williams." Jim made sure to be proper as they hung up.
“Come here you sissy cuck and eat my pussy.” Nancy had laid down on the bed and was so close to orgasming.
Oh yes… Jim didn't have to be told twice when it came to eating his wife. With some hurry, he scooted up on to the bed and got up between his wife's legs. Before diving in, he took in the loveliness that was Nancy's labia.
“And you better imagine those black guys fucking me.” Nancy looked down on her husband who was just about to go to town.
With a nod, Jim eagerly dove in.
"Mmm…" He ran his tongue up and down her moist slit a few times before eventually engulfing her clit, kissing and licking it all the while imagining her pussy getting stuffed by big black cocks. At this point, his locked away penis almost had a steady flow of precum.
"Ohhh, ohhhhh!" Nancy had already been so close listening to those black guys wanting to fuck her and at the same humiliating her husband, that she instantly creamed all over Jim's face.
Ohh yess… Jim felt his wife's thighs creep up and tighten against his head, something that always happened when she orgasmed. And with that, he felt her juices all over his lips and tongue. He loved it. And he wasn't about to stop eating her freshly fucked pussy until she told him to.
“Ohhhh!” For a moment, Nancy’s mind went blank. Her orgasm rolled through her body like a steamboat. The last thing that went through her head before she climaxed was Tyrone and Jamal shooting their big loads in her mouth.
Little by little the intensity of her orgasm faded, but not her arousal. Her husband was still eating her pussy, something he had gotten very good at, and with those thoughts lingering in her head, she just had to have some cum.
“Get up!” An orgasmic Nancy ordered her husband.
Heavily breathing, Jim reluctantly got up from between his wife’s legs. His lips and cheeks glistened with Nancy’s sweet juices. He wasn’t sure what to expect.
“You better not tell Meghan about this.” With such lust, Nancy reached over to her nightstand where she had a spare key to Jim’s chastity belt.
“And it goes straight back on afterward.” She picked up the key and sat back up on the side of the bed, where her husband now stood.
“Y… yes, of course…” Jim could barely hold back his excitement, not to mention his surprise. His penis was just about to be released and he knew that he would spurt within seconds.
“You better have a big load.” Nancy looked up at Jim and turned the key.
With the turn of the key, Nancy hastily pulled out the center pin releasing the plastic cage around Jim’s penis. Throwing the cage on the bed, she swiftly wrapped her lips around her husband’s semi-soft penis. Even though he wasn’t erect, she knew that he would come way before he got hard.
“Uh… uhh….uhhhh….uhhhhh…. Uhhh!” Jim’s eyes rolled up and back. His eyelids fluttering when the pressure that had built up in his blue balls were released. Ropes of cum violently shot out from his soft penis filling his wife’s mouth.
Oh yesss... Nancy rubbed her pussy. Delicious and thick wads of sperm splashing against the inside of her mouth, building up a pool.
“Ohh, Nancyyy!” Jim cried out his wife’s name in love, whilst still shooting stream after stream of hot cum into her mouth.
“Mmm.” Nancy felt the sperm fill up around her tongue. She savored it. She had always loved the taste of cum. Suddenly the barrage of cum eased of considerately.
"Uhhhh…" Jim heavily exhaled. His intense climax started to subside. Only drops of cum dripped from his penis.
Normally, on the rare occasions that she had allowed her husband to come in her mouth, she had ordered him down onto his knees, where she had slowly parted her lips and poured his cum into his mouth. On this occasion, however, she was much too horny not to swallow it herself.
Whilst Nancy took a second to savor the sperm she had in her mouth, Jim, breathing heavily and knowing his place, got down on his knees and opened his mouth. He expected his lovely wife to lean over him and pour his cum into his mouth and make him swallow it. Something he didn’t mind. In fact, he felt that a proper cuck should swallow his own cum.
“Mmm.” Nancy closed her eyes and pinched her nipple as she swallowed the creamy load. In her mind she imagined it to be a black man’s load.
With his eyes closed, and mouth still open, Jim suddenly felt his wife's lips on his. He could taste the cum on her breath and lips, but to his surprise, there wasn't any actual amount of cum.
“I’m going to take a shower. If you hurry and put that thing back on, you may wash my back.” Nancy licked her lips as she walked past her husband.
"O.. okay." Jim could hardly believe it. His wife had actually swallowed his load. For a moment he had a flashback to a time when they dated and she would do that quite often. Though as he looked over at the bed and saw his chastity belt laying there, that thought quickly went away. He certainly didn't want to go back to a time when he wasn't a cuck and a time when Nancy was sleeping with black men.
To be continued...
