Dianna invites her husband Jack on a date to meet her boyfriend Caleb.
Jack sat across from his wife, Dianne, and watched her every nervous move. He knew every inch of her body and every sign she gave. Although she seemed cool and collected, he could tell she was not only nervous but extremely horny.
Tonight, Dianne would, if everything worked out, not only introduce her husband, Jack, to her boyfriend, Caleb but make it official, make Jack officially her cuckold and watch them together.
Dianne had chosen a bar restaurant down the street as a meeting place. It was nice enough that her slutty dress wouldn’t look out of place, and it was only a six-minute walk to their apartment.
Dianne’s shoulder-length black hair framed her heart-shaped face, large almond eyes, and full red lips. Jack hadn’t realized how horny watching his wife nervously primp for another man would make him. He watched as, for the fifth time in half an hour, Dianne stood up to adjust her tight black dress on her golden Latina skin, which clung to her ample B-cup breasts that hung nicely on her five-foot-two frame. Her hands ran down her body to smooth out her dress, from her flat stomach, over her thick thighs, and down her long legs to her 45-inch ass. She nervously sat down again and addressed Jack.
“Caleb should be here any minute. How do I look?”
Jack looked at Dianne from her ankles to her breasts. “You look very fuckable.”
“Mission accomplished,” she said with a smile.
“Dianne, are you wearing underwear?”
“Oh, honey, absolutely not. But I do have a butt plug in, so if everything works out the way I hope it does, my pussy and my asshole will be Caleb’ tonight.”
Jack was both horny and furious. She had promised him that her asshole was only for him, her husband. Jack rolled his eyes.
“Just promise me that this is just a meeting and you won’t push anything.”
“No promises. I’ve got a good feeling about tonight, and I’m pretty sure that you guys are going to get along, and I’m getting fucked by Caleb’ big cock. Are you ready to watch that?” she asked with the same nervous, horny smile he had first seen on her face when she was a cute, innocent girl who never would have been capable of this.
“I think it’ll be good for me to see you being a whore.”
Dianne smiled. “I’m so looking forward to tonight. It’s not easy being a whore for a big cock in the back seat of his car.”
Jack’s cock throbbed with jealousy. He knew how much his wife liked a good car fuck. He thought about how soaked she had left the back seat of his car, and that brought him right back to thinking about how, if everything worked out in her favor, his wife would be moaning and squirting for Caleb’ big cock tonight. Jack could feel his own precum soaking his underwear.
Dianne’s phone vibrated on the table, and she jumped to pick it up. “He’s outside. I’m going to run out and bring him through. Are you ready?”
“Yes, but tell me quickly, what exactly am I in for?”
“I’m going to get him. We’re going to see if you guys get along well enough for you to be okay watching me on a date with him. Then, we’ll go back to our place, and you can watch me fuck another man. Then you can fuck me after and make me yours again.”
Jack loved the idea of fucking his freshly fucked wife. She’d really made him a good cuck.
“We’ll see.”
Dianne practically bounced out of her seat. Jack watched her tight dress cling to her sumptuous, plugged ass as it swayed with each excited step. He couldn’t help but imagine Dianne’s ass riding a big black cock–Caleb’s big black cock. He imagined Caleb as Dianne described him: a tall, muscular man with a cock she couldn’t stop talking about. The thought sent a jolt of jealousy through him.
A few minutes later, Dianne reappeared, a wide, pleased smile on her face. Beside her stood Caleb. He was even larger than Jack had imagined, a tall, broad-shouldered man. His dark eyes scanned the restaurant, finally settling on Jack.
“Caleb, this is my husband, Jack,” Dianne purred, her hand resting possessively on Caleb’s arm. “Jack, this is my boyfriend, Caleb.”
Caleb extended a hand. “Pleasure to meet you, Jack. Dianne’s told me a lot about you.”
Jack shook his hand. “Likewise,” he managed, his voice tight.
They settled into the horseshoe booth Dianne had chosen, ensuring they could all sit on the same side.
Dianne sandwiched herself between the two men, her energy crackling with anticipation. She launched into a lively, nervous conversation about her work week and needing a drink, her voice a mix of playful banter and barely veiled sexual innuendo about needing a release.
Jack watched them and tried to focus on the conversation, but his mind kept drifting to the image of Caleb’s cock, buried deep inside his wife.
Dianne’s hand slipped beneath the table, grabbed Jack’s, and placed it high on her thigh, under her short skirt. Jack moved his finger up towards her bare pussy, only to find Caleb’s hand already there. Jack’s jaw tightened, his arousal turning to jealousy. The waitress arrived, breaking the tension with a smile. They ordered drinks that arrived quickly.
Dianne leaned into Caleb, her hand on his lap, tracing his cock through his pants, while he stroked her pussy under her barely-there dress. Her lips brushed his ear as she whispered something that made him chuckle.
Jack felt a surge of arousal, a burning desire to jump up, flip her onto the table, and roughly fuck her in public like the whore she was. But he remained silent, his gaze fixed on the two figures before him.
The drinks arrived, and the small talk resumed, a mix of lighthearted banter and increasingly suggestive comments. Dianne’s hand remained on Caleb’s cock, her other hand occasionally drifting over to Jack’s.
Jack’s breath hitched, his arousal a throbbing ache. He imagined Dianne’s mouth on him, sucking his cock. But the image was tainted, replaced by the vision of Caleb’s cock, deep inside her.
Dianne’s laughter rang out, a sharp, almost mocking sound. She leaned across the table, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Jack, you’re so quiet,” she purred, her voice laced with amusement. “Are you enjoying yourself?”
Jack forced a smile. “I’m having a great time.”
Caleb added, “Dianne has been telling me how much she’s been looking forward to this.”
“I’ve been hearing the same. I’m guessing you know exactly what she’s looking forward to specifically?”
Caleb smiled. “I’ve got a pretty good idea, and I’m game if you are.”
Jack thought about it. Here was his chance to back out, to say that this had all gone too far and to end it and deal with the repercussions. The only problem was that, if he was being honest with himself, he was dying to watch his wife get used by another man.
“I’m game. Dianne, how do you want to do this?” Jack’s heart was racing, his cock was throbbing, and he could smell Dianne’s pussy, so he knew she was ready.
“Jack and I are going to cover the tab. Caleb, wait for us out front, and we’ll walk back to our place. Jack, I want you to walk behind me and Caleb and start watching us as we walk the six minutes home.”
Jack and Dianne exited the restaurant and immediately Dianne went to Caleb’ side and took his hand. he put his arm over her shoulder and as they walked away, jack watched as his hand went down her back and grabbed a handful of her big fat ass.
Jack kept a discreet distance, his eyes fixed on the couple because that’s what they were. a couple. The six-minute walk felt like an eternity. Dianne’s hips swayed with each step, her dress clinging to her curves, a constant reminder of what was to come. Jack couldn’t wait to watch her taking this man into every hole.
As they approached their apartment building, Dianne slowed her pace, her movements deliberate, almost theatrical. She fumbled for her keys and it seemed like she has held back for as long as she could. Right there, on the street she hitched up her skirt and began grinding her ass into Caleb’ crotch. Caleb chuckled, his hand moving to rest on Dianne’s hip, pulling her closer. They stood there for a moment, locked in a silent exchange. Jack waited a moment, letting them get inside, before he followed. He walked up the stairs, his footsteps echoing in the empty stairwell. The apartment door was slightly ajar, a sliver of light spilling out into the hallway. He pushed it open and stepped inside.
The apartment was dimly lit, the only light coming from a lamp in the living room. Dianne and Caleb were standing in the center of the room, facing each other. Dianne had turned to face the door as Jack walked in, a knowing smile on her face.
“Close the door, Jack,” she purred, her voice low and husky. Jack turned and locked the door.
“Sit down and watch”.. Dianne ordered.
Jack sat on the couch and watched as his wife dropped to her knees in front of another man.
“Show my husband what you’re going to give me. I’ve told him all about your big beautiful black cock.”
Caleb smiled and undid his belt, dropping his pants to expose a huge cock held back by a pair of grey boxers. Dianne’s hand slipped down to her pussy and she she started to touch herself while her other hand fished out Caleb’ massive meat and rested it on her face.
“How do I look honey?”
“Like a cock hungry whore.” Jack replied.
I am cock hungry. Feed it to me Caleb.” Caleb chuckled, and with a swift motion, removed his boxers. Jack’s eyes widened as she opened her mouth and tried to take the full size and thickness of his black cock. She ran her tongue along the underside of his shaft, eliciting a low groan from Caleb.
“Oh, yes,” Jack whispered, his voice charged with lust. “Just like I imagined.”
She took his cock into her mouth, her lips wrapping around him like a glove. She began to move her head, her strokes deep and rhythmic. Caleb groaned, his hands finding their way to her hair, pulling her closer.
Jack watched, his own cock throbbing with a mixture of arousal and jealousy. he looked at her ass and noticed a small puddle under her. Caleb was making her so wet, she was leaking onto the hardwood floor. The sight was both thrilling and unsettling.
Dianne’s moans filled the room, her body moving in time with her head. Caleb’s grunts echoed her sounds, creating a symphony of raw desire.
After a few minutes, Dianne pulled back, her lips glistening with Caleb’s precum. She looked at Jack, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
“How do I look, honey?” she purred.
“Like you need your boyfriends big cock inside of you.”
“I really do cucky boy. Can I have his raw black 10 inch cock?”
“Yes, my slut wife.”
“Where can I have it?”
“Wherever you want, in your mouth, in your pussy, in your ass, everywhere. I want to watch you stretched out by another man’s cock you fucking whore.
I want to watch him use your married cunt and blow a load inside of you.”
More to follow..
