Strange Relationship (by John)

Strange Relationship

by John ([email protected])

from The Kristen Archives (http://www.asstr.org/~Kristen)

***

Believe it or not, we were the quintessential white
middle class couple until three years ago. You would have
thought I was a banker and maybe my wife was into real
estate. But if you scratched the surface veneer of our
life style you'd be utterly shocked.

***

My wife and I have had a rather strange relationship for
the past three out of four years of our marriage. She's
very attractive, in fact built like the proverbial brick
cuckolds brownie house. She's 5'6" tall, 128 lb. with firm breasts to
drool over, narrow waist and flat stomach, and a
wonderfully firm ass. She has long, kinky-curled brown
hair and smooth, fair skin, too. Dynamite.

So, obviously, her looks aren't the problem. I am. I've
been so caught up in work - 60 to 70 hours a week - that,
after our first year of marriage, I really began ignoring
her. The truth is, if we've had sex a half dozen times in
the past three years, that's a lot.

I guess the other thing I need to mention is that I've
always been a submissive. I had never told her that, and
she really didn't have any dominant tendencies, so our
lovemaking was always rather weak and ineffectual.

We got married because we had so many other interests in
common, and, I guess, she thought that she could turn me
on enough sexually to be able to satisfy her lust. While
we were dating she told me that she had always been very
active sexually before we had met.

Well, anyway, in the past year, our relationship really
began falling apart. She was often out with her friends,
so she said, though I began to suspect she was having an
affair. It really hurt me to think so, but, who could
blame her? I sure wasn't giving it to her.

Well, things really changed big time two months later. My
wife, Angela, manages a health club and often would bring
home one or more of her co-workers for cocktails on a
Friday or Saturday night. This one particular Friday
night, she brought over a new employee around 8:30 or so
in the evening. I had just gotten home from my office and
was taking off my tie when I heard her enter. I went back
downstairs to say hello. She was just entering the living
room with her employee, a large, very muscular black
male.

"Hello, John. Meet Will. He started at the club last
week," he said.

I replied to Will that it was nice to meet him. He
ignored my outstretched hand and just kind of stared at
me. A little flustered, I mumred something about just
getting home and wanting to finish changing and made my
way back upstairs.

While I was changing, I could hear ice tinkling in
glasses and the musical laughter of my wife and the low
rumbling chuckle of Will. I put on a pair of jeans and a
tee shirt and went back downstairs. I entered the living
room to find Will and Angela sitting side by side on the
couch.

Will had an arm around her shoulders, and she was
caressing the inside of his thigh with one hand and a
take in the other. Both were breathing a little heavy
and obviously getting turned on. I felt my face getting
red and felt a gut-wrenching hurt inside my stomach. I
was about to explode, like a good husband in this
position should, when Angela spoke:

"Get in here, John! Sit down on the floor next to my
feet. That's a good boy," she sneered. I had never heard
her like this. I obeyed, more from shock than
submissiveness. Again, I was about to speak up, when Will
said, "Hey, wimp! Your wife and I have been talking about
you all week. She says you can't get it up. That true,
wimp?"

"Well, ah, n-no," I stammered. "It's just that..."

"Shut up, wimp!" Will growled. "You're a loser, boy. You
got a wife who's a real fine piece of ass, and you can't
even fuck her. What a loser!" he laughed.

I started to speak again, but Will interrupted, "I said
'Shut up', boy! Angela and I decided she needs a real man
around the house, not a wimpy boy like you. So, since I
need a place to stay, I'm moving in here! Understand?"

"N-now, wait a m-minute," I mumred.

But Angela interjected, "Shut up, John. What Will says is
right. I'm sick and tired of your wimpy-ass, little boy
submissiveness. I know you need domination. I've known it
all along. Well, now you're going to get it. From Will!"
I started to stand up, but Will jumped up and knocked me
back down to the floor.

Then he ordered me to strip.

Again, I started to protest, so he flipped me over onto
my back and sat on me, pinning my arms to my side. He
told Angela to remove my pants, which she promptly did.
Then, he flipped me back over, sat on my naked ass and
tore my shirt off me, so I was now completely naked in
front of them.

And... I had a hard-on! I couldn't believe it. Will got
off me and ordered me to stand up. I did, with my little
hard-on standing straight out. When he and Angela saw it,
they both started laughing.

"Look at that little prick," Will chuckled. "Man, I order
him around, and he gets a hard-on." Angela was standing
slightly behind and to the left of Will as they laughed
at me, pressing her ample right breast against his
muscular back.

"Now, get on your knees, little boy," he demanded. I
knelt in front of them, eyes downcast from offense.

"Okay, you little turd. Beg me to fuck this beautiful
white wife of yours," he sneered. I thought I would cry.
I know I hadn't been giving her any, but I couldn't bare
the thought of someone else fucking her. I couldn't get
my lips to move. Will bent over and slapped me across my
face, hard. Tears did spring to my eyes then.

"P-p-please, S-Sir," I whispered. "P-please f-f-fuck m-my
w-wife." And, with that, I started to cry for real. The
tears just began streaming down my face, and I sobbed
with shame. But, my little cock was still hard. Angela
and Will began laughing uproariously.

Still standing behind him, Angela ran her left hand over
his chest, down his stomach and then started to caress
the huge, hard mound in the front of his pants. Will
pulled away from her and removed his shirt, revealing a
well-built chest. He turned to face her, wrapped his
massive arms around her and kissed her, her mouth opening
under his, their tongues intertwining before their lips
touched.

Carefully, he removed her shirt while they still kissed,
showing a bra straining from her immense, firm breasts.
Again, he pulled her to him, smashing her tits against
his chest as they continued to kiss. Then they separated,
and Will looked back at me.

"Take my pants off, turd," he ordered. I reached up and
unbuckled his belt.

Then I unzipped his pants over his rock-hard organ. I
unbuttoned the pants and pulled them down, helping him to
step out of them. I also removed his socks at his further
order. He now stood there, with massive muscular thighs
glistening and an enormous cock barely contained by his
briefs.

While I had been taking Wills pants off, Angela had taken
hers off also, standing there in bra and bikini panties.
What an incredible body she had. She could easily have
modeled for Playboy. Will again turned to her and took
her into his arms, pulling her against his body.

She had both arms around his neck as his tongue probed
deep into her mouth, and she ground her pussy against his
rod. He held her by those wonderful, round ass cheeks,
humping her at the same time. Finally, they came up for
air. He reached behind her back and unfastened her bra.

She shrugged her shoulders and it fell off, revealing
those 40DD tits with the large, hard nipples and very
large, brown aureoles surrounding them. Will lifted one
heavily and caressed the nipple with his tongue before
sucking on it. Angela groaned in delight. Then he
concentrated on the other. Next, he again turned to me.

"All right, fuck face. Take your wife's panties off. But
use only your lips, understand?", he said.

"Y-yes, S-Sir," I stammered. I crawled over to Angela and
put my face in front of her crotch. I took the waistband
of her panties right over her pussy between my lips and
tugged down a little. Then I moved around to her side and
repeated the action. Once again, just over the crack of
her behind.

And so on, pulling her panties down a little at a time
until I finally had them off. Of course, this proved a
great amusement to the two of them. And I knew what was
next.

Will ordered me to remove his briefs in the same way.

Again, I started in front, pulling the underwear out and
over the tip of his immense organ. Then I repeated the
actions, going in circles around him, until I had his
briefs off. He stood there now, this massive black meat
sticking straight out. His prick was jet black and
probably 11 inches long and maybe a circumference of
equal measurement.

He was huge! And now, he again pulled my wife to him. His
black rod pressed against her flat, white stomach. Her
big tits squashed against his chest. His hands stroked
her beautiful ass while they kissed. Then he brought her
down to the couch, where they sat side by side.

"Eat your wife's pussy, boy! Make her good and wet for
me," Will demanded.

I knelt in front of Angela and began to lick her pussy. I
parted her lips with my fingertips, then caressed her
clit with the tip of my tongue. I continued lapping,
while she moaned. They continued kissing as if I wasn't
there, Will's big hands playing with my wife's tits and
nipples. Finally, she was wet enough, Will judged.

"Now do the same to me," he ordered. I almost cried
again. I had never had a man's cock in my mouth, let
alone the big, black one of the man who was about to fuck
my wife. "Do it!" he shouted.

I licked the baseball bat, running my tongue over the
head. Then, I opened my mouth wide and took the tip into
it. I rode my head up and down on his cock, faster and
faster. My own pathetic cock remained hard while all this
was going on. Again, he stopped me.

Will then readjusted Angela on the couch, so she was on
her back, legs spread wide, her pussy open for him. He
got between her legs, his prick throbbing above her
pussy, then slowly entered her. He slid the log all the
way in, making Angela cry out. He lifted his muscular ass
up, then plunged into her again... and again... and
again. Angela was gasping, crying out, her nails digging
into his back. Then Will spread his legs wide as he
fucked my wife.

"Stick your head back there, boy! I want you to lick your
wife's asshole while I fuck her!" he yelled.

I got behind them and watched for a second as his black
telephone pole plunged ever deeper into my wife's white
pussy. Then I got down and started to tongue her asshole.
The gleaming black rod was right before my eyes, fucking
my wife while she moaned and screamed.

"OH-H-H-H-H! Y-Y-Y-Y-YES-S-S-S-S-S! OH, FUCK ME WILL!
FUCK ME!" she screamed while they fucked faster and
faster, Will diving deep inside of my wife, both panting,
shouting, screaming then, cumming together, Wills ass
jerking as he filled my wife's pussy with gobs of cum.
Will collapsed on top of Angela and they lay there that
way for several minutes before he pulled his softening
prick out of her. They sat up, holding each other
tightly.

Angela said, "That was the best fuck I have ever had in
my life. I could get used to that every day, Will."

Will smiled and said, "Well, I am moving in, remember?"
And they both chuckled.

Then Will looked at me and said, "Clean us off, boy."

I licked the cum out of Angela's pussy, making her cum
again as I did. Then I applied myself to Wills cock,
making it hard again as I licked my wife's pussy juices
mixed with his cum off of his shaft.

Suddenly, Will grabbed my head and drove his prick deep
into my mouth. He pumped my head up and down while Angela
giggled, until copious amounts of hot cum spurted deep
into my throat. It seemed like it must have been a gallon
of cum, and it squirted out the sides of my mouth to
dribble down my chin. Finally, Will removed his prick
from my mouth.

"Well, boy, from now on, your wife is my woman. I'm going
to fuck her whenever and wherever I want, understand? And
I'm taking over your bed. You will relax on the floor at
the foot of the bed. Now, thank me for fucking your
wife!"
"Thank you for fucking my wife, Sir," I said. "I hope you
will fuck her often."

My wife ended up hiring Will. Then he moved into our
house, making me watch while he fucked her every night.
He took over my house, my bed, and my wife.

**

While my wife, Angela, was his boss at the health club,
make no mistake about it, Will was the boss at home. And,
while I continued to work at my job, when I came home I
was their servant. I was kept naked at all times and had
to wait on them, hand, foot and mouth.

At night, I slept in a relaxing bag on the floor at the
foot of what was once my bed -Angela's and mine, actually
- listening to Will fuck my wife with that huge, black
prick of his, while she moaned and screamed and yelled
out Wills name, not mine.

One night, while lying in bed, I heard Angela murmur, "I
think I'm falling in love with you, Will." There I was,
in my relaxing bag, listening to my wife tell this black
stud that she loved him. I was so humiliated, I started
to cry.
Then Angela called me to her. I thought maybe she was
going to say she was sorry, but, instead, she said, "Take
off your wedding ring, cuckolds brownie-head. Now, place it on Will's
finger."

I was shocked but I did as I was told. I knew I would be
punished if I didn't. While putting my wedding ring on
Will's finger, I had to say, "Please Sir, take my wife
for your wife. And please fuck my wife, Sir."

Then they fucked, giggling like newlyweds all the time. I
was mortified, not only by their actions but by what I
had become. Here I was, telling this black man to take my
wife as if she were his and to then fuck her. What had I
become?

They took showers together, and I had to kneel in the
tub, washing them while they kissed and sometimes even
fucked right in front of my face. Then I had to towel
them off and dress them. Sometimes, I'd be home, naked
and alone, cleaning house or cooking when Angela would
come in by herself.

At first, I thought I'd have a chance to spend some
private time with her, maybe like old times, but, I was
wrong. Instead, she either made fun of me or kept talking
about Will, how good-looking he was, what a good fuck he
was, how masculine he was, and on and on. At other times,
Will would come in when I was home alone. More than just
make fun of me, he would use me. Sometimes he would
take a belt to my ass and whip it, just for the fun of
it. Other times, he would bend me over a chair and fuck
me in the ass with that massive cock, or make me kneel in
front of him and take his load down my throat.

So, anyway, that's the way things have been since he took
over my life. What I wanted to tell you about today was a
party that took place last week at our house.

Will and Angela told me on Friday that there was going to
be a party on Saturday night. They made up a shopping
list and sent me out to the grocery store to get the food
and take.

On Saturday, naked as usual, I spent the day cleaning
house and preparing snacks for the party. Around 4, I got
in the tub with Will and Angela and washed them both,
paying especially good attention to her pussy and his
cock. I toweled them off then helped them dress. Angela,
after lightly misting her pussy with perfume, was dressed
in a pair of pink bikini panties with matching bra, an
incredibly minuscule white skirt which showed her navel
and barely covered the bottom of her wonderfully round
ass cheeks, and a tiny white halter top which showed lots
of cleavage from those 40DD tits of hers.

Then I put her pink shoes with 6-inch stiletto heels on
her, and she was ready to party. I still had no idea who
was coming. I was pretty nervous about this. In the two
months since Will had moved in, while neighbors may have
wondered about this black guy staying with us, no one had
yet seen us in the new relationship.

Tonight was to be the first time my subservience would be
seen by others. It was also the first time that whoever
was coming over would see that a black man was keeping my
white wife, and I was helpless to do anything about it.
Also, I was ordered to remain naked all evening, even to
the point of answering the door nude.

If my neighbors were the ones coming over, they were in
for at least as big a shock as I was in for a big
offense. Well, by 7:00, the house was clean, Will and
Angela dressed, food and take were ready, and I, naked
and ashamed, was answering the first ring of the
doorbell.

There was a big shock, all right, but it was mine. At the
door was a gang of black men, ten of them in fact, all
athletes by their looks. They looked at me, standing
there naked with my little prick drooping, and all
started to laugh. Then they just brushed in past me to be
greeted by Will, who introduced Angela to them all. I did
all I could to catch my breath, lock the door, and start
to serve them takes and snacks.

Soon the party was hopping, and so was I. I carried round
after round of takes around on a tray, feeling the
offense of having my butt slapped or pinched or my
balls or penis pulled by these loud, unruly black men. I
had to call each of them "Sir" and kneel in front of them
as I served them.

Meanwhile, my wife was laughing and flirting with the
different men while Will occasionally squeezed her tits
or ass. Soon, everyone but me seemed to be a little
buzzed from the takeing. That's when the real action
started.

The first thing that happened occurred when Will came
over to me, made me put down my tray, then sat down in a
chair and dragged me across his lap. The next thing I
knew, Will was spanking the hell out of my ass with his
big black hand.

SLAP! SMACK! SLAP! "OW! PLEASE, NO!" The loud slaps and
my howls of pain and embarrassment quieted the crowd, who
all looked at me to see what was going on. I could see my
wife, nestled on the couch between two men, one with his
hand up her crotch, laughing at me as she made out with
the other man. Will kept pounding my ass until I actually
started to cry.

Suddenly, all of the men wanted a piece of this. I was
passed around like a sack of potato chips from one lap to
another until almost all the men had spent some time
severely whacking my burning behind. Every one had a
wonderful time - except me. I was bawling by the time it
ended, my ass on fire, while everyone made fun of my tiny
hard-on and me.

Then Will stood up and beckoned to Angela. "Put on some
slow music," he ordered her. She put a tape on the stereo
and came back to Will. Suddenly everyone was quiet. "Now,
woman, strip to the music!" Angela grinned at Will and
begin a slow strip tease, to the delight of the other ten
men.

The room was no longer silent, filled instead with hoots
and hollers from the panting men with large bulges in
their pants. Angela slowly bumped and ground, or whatever
strippers do, first removing her halter-top to reveal her
pink, skimpy bra barely covering her massive tits. Then
she slid out of the mini-skirt, showing her bikini
panties, which hardly covered anything.

Next, she reached behind her and unbuckled her bra,
arching her back to make her breasts stand out even
further. Then she pulled the bra off, revealing her
beautiful tits to the men. Still dancing, her unfettered
breasts bouncing in time, she pulled her panties over her
ass and seductively slid them down her thighs, finally
kicking them off to one of the men watching.

She now danced nude, except for her high heels, around
the room, teasing everyone but me with her tits and
pussy. Will told her to lay down on the rug. She did,
lying down in the center of the floor on her back, those
big tits flattening out across her chest, legs spread
with knees raised and feet on the floor. Her pussy lips
separated invitingly.

Will took off all of his clothes, revealing that 11" long
and 11" around black telephone pole of his. He knelt down
between my wife's legs, his prick thumping her pussy.
Angela was panting, horny as hell. Will stuck the head of
his penis between her pussy lips, then slowly teased her
with tiny pushes in. Suddenly, he rammed all 11" inches
into her cunt.

Angela moaned loudly, lifting her hips to meet Wills
powerful thrusts. Will grabbed her ass cheeks, then lay
down on her, her huge white tits crushed against his
black, muscular chest. All the other men were staring
wide eyed, with large mounds visible in their pants. Will
spread his legs wide while he continued to fuck my wife,
giving everyone a good view of his prick going in and out
of my wife's pussy.

"Hey, turd," Will shouted to me. "Get between my legs and
lick your wife's pussy juices off of my cock and balls
while I fuck her!" he ordered. Tears welled up in my eyes
again as all the men started to laugh and make fun of me.
But, I knelt down behind Will and started to lap at his
massive cock and balls with my tongue. His cock was
plunging in and out of my wife's pussy right in front of
my nose, while I was powerd to lick his prick. I was so
humiliated!
The plunging became faster and faster.

"OHHHH," Angela moaned. "FUCK ME, WILL! GOD, YOUR SUCH A
GOOD FUCK. AHHHH. OHHHHHH! YESSSSSSSS!"

Suddenly, she screamed at the same time that Will yelled
out loud, "FUCK ME, BITCH, FUCK ME. DRAIN MY COCK DRY!"
His ass was pumping hard and fast into her, while I
frantically tried to keep licking the cum and pussy
juices from his pumping prick.

Finally, he jerked hard into Angela and held his prick in
her while I sucked his balls, encouraging the rest of his
cum to jet deep inside of my wife. Angela was panting
hard, moaning, "God, you are the best fuck in the world,
Will!"

All the other men started laughing and applauding Will,
saying, "All right!" and other such things to him. Will
pulled his shrinking penis out of Angela's pussy and
flipped over onto his back to lay alongside her. They
kissed, and he fondled her tits.

Then he looked at me, still on my hands and knees between
Angela's legs, my face smeared with cum, and said, "You
know what to do, fuck face!" My face must have turned
bright red, for everyone laughed again.

I repeated the mandatory line, "Thank you, Sir, for
fucking my wife," which further cracked up the crowd.

Then Will got up and grabbed me by my penis and dragged
me back to the straight-backed chair he had spanked me
on. I thought another punishment was coming, but it was
different from the first. This one was mental.

Will made me sit, which hurt like hell on my still
***d behind. Then he pulled out a hank of rope from a
nearby drawer and proceeded to tie me to the chair. My
legs were tied to the front chair legs. My arms were
pulled behind me and the wrists tied together. Then, rope
was tied around my waist, so I couldn't stand up. I was
pretty scared, not knowing what to expect.

In the meantime, Angela, all sweaty with juices dripping
from the hair on her crotch, got up and sat on one of the
men's laps and started to deep kiss him. All hell broke
out, as men jumped up and started stripping, too horny to
stand it any longer. Soon, there were eleven naked men,
including Will, all muscular with huge, throbbing black
cocks standing about, pawing at my naked, white wife.

Now, Angela was down on the floor on all fours, a black
prick entering her mouth and another her pussy. The guy
in her mouth came, pumping cum down her throat, but lots
of it oozed out the side of her mouth, down her chin and
over her ample breasts. When the other came in her pussy,
Will had several of them carry Angela over to me, held
her pussy in front of my face and ordered me to clean the
cum out of her.

While I licked the white gobs out of her cunt, I could
see her laughing at me as she ran her tongue around her
lips, picking up the cum she could reach and swallowing
it. Next, one black man lay down on his back on the
floor. Angela impaled herself on him, while another
entered her mouth and a third straddled the first man to
enter her ass. She was being fucked in all three holes at
the same time.

The men rode her hard, shouting as they came, squirting
cum deep inside her. And, again, what dribred out, I had
to clean up. This continued on and on as all the men
fucked my wife's three holes over and over. While it was
going on, first one, then a line of men came over to me
and powerd their massive pricks into my mouth. I sucked
off eight of them that night.

By the time they were done with me my mouth ached, and my
face and chest were covered in cum. While I was sucking
the men, I could hear the screams of pleasure coming from
Angela as she was fucked over and over.

Finally, it was finished. All the men had cum at least
four or five times each. Angela was cum covered. I was
cum covered. Everyone was exhausted. But, it wasn't over
for me.

Will untied me then made me kneel in the center of the
room. He made me say, "Thank you all for fucking my wife
and making me lick your cum out of her. Thank you for
making me blow you, too."

Then Will made me do a shoulder stand. While two men held
me by my legs overhead, Angela knelt next to me and
stroked my little cock, making it hard then, finally,
making me cum onto my own face. Will powerd my mouth open
so my cum fell into it.

Needless to say, everyone thought this was hilarious.
When all the men finally left, I was ordered to the tub
to clean both of them off before being allowed back into
my relaxing bag at the foot of the bed that Will and my
wife shared.

The End.

We're sorry but why does everyone have fantasize about offense?

Both my husband and I prefer to read stories where there is respect and love between the married couple.

I learned a long time ago that I can get "anything" from my husband more easilly if I dispense honey rather than vinegar. Sorry but a lot of you guys just don't get it!!!

By the way, the story was good!
Dawn

Thanks for posting that story fortnum, it was well written and had some serious heat, as well as vivid erotic imagery, but Dawn is right. Some stories have the offense theme, but in gentle doses, done as a form of sex play and love to satisfy a submissive mate. Goodhusband is the master of that type of story, and I do love his storytelling abilities.

The ones like this, with pain and destructive offense are just a little much for me. I don't understand the desire for that, but I guess to each his own and I know some love it! Still, glad you posted it, and that we have this forum in which to trade stories. Thanks again!