The Black Male Blackmail

I was in shock by what I had seen but was terribly aroused. Despite the fact I’d just sprayed cum all over myself watching this man abuse my wife, I was as hard as I’d ever been. I can’t even describe the mindset I was in. The woman I love was being forced to betray me and clearly in pain over it. But she was also enjoying it a bit too. Honestly I was just as conflicted. I hated it and I loved it.

I walked to the bedroom and looked down at my wife sleeping. Emotions warring within me I looked at her in the dim light. She was my wife and she should have told me this was going on. It’s not right that not only is she keeping this from me, but another man is enjoying her body!

Anger surged within me and I ripped the sheet off of her. I dove on top of her and shoved my painfully hard cock inside her without looking.

She awoke with a start, “Mike! Stop what are you doing?”

I was tempted to tell her I knew everything but for some reason I didn’t. I just held her down and took what she hadn’t been giving me. “I’m taking what you haven’t been giving me. I’m tired of begging you, tired of excuses.”

Erin tried to speak but I covered her mouth with my hand. There was no stopping this. There in the dark of our bedroom, I fucked her resisting form. The whole time, my head full of her with a huge black cock. I didn’t last long though and soon I was unloading myself inside her. I felt her stiffen as my cum sprayed inside her. Orgasm finished I rolled off her and prepared for the storm.

Surprisingly all she said was “we will talk about this tomorrow.” Her voice was colder than I’ve ever heard it.

The next morning she was gone to work before I woke up. I was off today and immediately went back to my computer. There were dozens of files to go through, and I wanted to find out when this all started with Erin. How long had she been hiding this from me?

It took about 3 hours of skipping around until I found the beginning. About a month and half ago. It began when the black man let himself into her office and locked the door behind himself.

“Mrs Layne? Can I have a word with you?” All very professional and normal. He sat down across from her at her desk.

She probably assumed it was some HR related thing, “ what can I help you with? It’s Terrel Jones isn’t it?” My wife smiled warmly at him.

“Yep, that’s me.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a phone. “See, it’s this. This is the problem.” He pushed a button and held it up so she could see. I couldn’t see what was on it or hear but her reaction was immediate. She froze.

“Listen….” was all she managed before he cut her off.

“Let me just stop you there white girl. I know you probably got all kinds of excuses for making a joke like that, but I don’t care. See I know this would get you fired, your bosses see something like this cross their desk.” He leaned back in his chair and smiled.

“But for me this is a golden opportunity. I know a pretty little snowbunny like yourself just needs a little diversity training is all.” He leaned forward and the smile left his face. “It’s gonna be like this. Every day at noon, I’m gonna come in here and lock the door. And then you’re gonna empty my big black balls.”

“Sometimes it’ll be your mouth, sometimes your pussy, sometimes maybe your ass even. You take this big black dick like a good little white slut, in a while this recording goes away and we forget this ever happens.”

“I…” she began and stopped. Unsure of what to say. “I’m married” she blurted out eventually.

“Don’t care,” he shrugged. “But until we’re done, your body is mine. His little white pecker don’t come anywhere near you. You is black property bitch.”

“But wait….” she began.

Terrel held up his hands, “save it. You take off your clothes right now and sit on the edge of this desk in front of me. Or I can start that email to your bosses and I’ll wave as you’re escorted from the building.”

He grinned savagely, “ these are trying times and we’re lucky to have a good job. Now take your clothes off and get over here.”

Erin sat frozen, unable to move. She didn’t know what to say. Finally she began to slowly peel off her clothes, staring off into space blankly. Her top, her tight work pants, her socks, and then finally her bra and panties. I had bought those underwear for her not long ago. And here she was peeling them off for another man.

“Look at you snowbunny, you a pretty bitch. Now get over here on the edge of the desk.” He patted the desk in front of him. She walked over to him, covering herself awkwardly.

When she sat down Terrel stepped forward and started running his hands over her. “Look at you trembling baby, don’t worry you’ll love this.”

He reached into his coveralls and pulled his huge cock out. Long and thick and very black. Erin didn’t look at it at all. “Now spread your legs white girl and say, my white pussy was made for big black cock.”

Erin didn’t move so Terrel held his phone up again, “say it baby, go ahead.”

With a dead voice looking over his shoulder at nothing she repeated, “my white pussy was made for big black cock.”

Terrel chuckled and put the head at her pussy and pushed. It was very dry and didn’t want to go in. He spat on himself and tried again and slid inside.

I watched for the next two hours as he fucked her and came inside her over and over. I’m pretty sure she came a couple times too as this man had his way with her. He fucked her facing each other on the edge of the desk. Next he bent her over it and took her from behind. Then he mounted her on top of the desk and folded her legs way back. And finally he had her ride him on her office chair. Each time he finished inside her.

He smiled at her as he got his clothes back on. “Thanks snowbunny, that was amazing. I’ll see you tomorrow at noon, and remember your cuck husband don’t touch you.” He watched her dress the same way a buzzard watches dying animals.

I had cum again, maybe several times watching my wife ***** again. What was wrong with me?

When my wife got home that evening I hadn’t watched the days activities yet. She came in the door and said follow me and led me to the bedroom.

“Take off your clothes.” She said coldly as she began undressing too. As we stripped she said, “I realize that you’ve been sexually deprived lately but you ***** me last night. You are going to make it up to me by eating my pussy for an hour, and then I’m going watch you jerk off and lick up your semen. You will eat your cum every day until I forgive you.”

“Uh what?” I stammered.

She laid back on the bed and spread her legs, “this is not open for discussion. Now get over here and lick out what you put in here last night.”

Surprised by her assertiveness I dove in and began.