brandedcuck
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Mmm, oh, ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh! I can hear their moans coming through the walls. It's the same every night I lie awake in the dark for at least an hour listening to them enjoying each other's bodies. Sometimes I will be awaken in the middle of the night or in the early hours of the morning as they go at it again. My neighbors are both very sexual you may even say insatiable. It wasn't always like this though. My wife Tina and I moved into a downtown high rise four months ago. We were hoping moving out of the suburbs and into the city would spice up our life, rekindle our fires and open the door for some new adventures. Well it did all of that just not as we expected. The day we moved in we met our neighbor Nathan coming off the elevator. We were apartment in 1803 and he was in apartment 1805. I must confess I saw sparks fly between Nathan and my wife the moment they met. He was a tall, well built, middle aged black man who was both good looking and articulate. After introducing himself he told my wife if she ever needed anything not to hesitate since he worked from home as a finacial consultant he was available both day and night.
It wasn't long after our moving in that Tina and Nathan started hanging out with each other. I was working during the day which gave them plenty of time to get better aquatinted. I would often come home to find them sitting on the couch together ******** wine. She would often immediately send me back out to pick us all up some dinner or to the grocery store to pick up ingredients for dinner which she would then have me cook while her and Nathan continued to talk as if I wasn't even in the room as they finished off their bottle. Some days I would come home only to find a note from my wife stating that she was next door at Nathan's. I did get jealous of them spending so much time together while I was working. Tina and I have spent the last five years in a mostly sexless marriage and I did not see how that was going to change by her spending all her time with him. Tina assured me though that it was purely innocent though and that she just has not been able to meet any girlfriends yet but that Nathan said he would introducer her around. Things went on like this for awhile and of course one thing led to another. It wasn't long before my wife was confessing to a full on affair with Nathan and I was trying to take control by giving her an ultimatum. My wife simply said I'm not willing to give up the best sex I ever had to go back to a sexless marriage! That night Tina gathered up her things and moved in right next door with Nathan who was just a mere 20 feet down the hall from me.
That first night she left was the first time I heard the sounds of them fucking through the walls. It was then that I realized that the master bedrooms in both our apartment laid side by side. I listen to them fuck all night long for the first two weeks they were living together. I barely slept a wink and would have to drag myself to work only to come home and listen to them going at it again. My wife clearly wanted me to know she was over me as she made sure I could hear her coming on Nathan's Big, Black, Cock over and over again. You may wonder why I didn't move out or at least ***** in the back bedroom. Well I could tell you that I was in a lease and could afford to move. Although that is true it's not the real reason. That first two weeks broke me. I missed my wife terribly and as crazy as it sounds I couldn't stand the thought of not being close to her. As much as it pained me to listen to her with another man it pained me even more to not be apart of her life in someway any more. I started masturbating to the sounds of them fucking. Hearing my wife being so sexual and being pleasured night after night became an obsession. It got to where I could not ***** if I did not hear the sounds of them Fucking. I was too afraid of missing something.
It's been two months now since my wife first moved out. Although she doesn't talk to me she knows that she has me whipped. I guess because I never moved out or started dating anyone else. Once a week I open my front door to find a laundry basket sitting in the hall. It's always contains their cum stained bed sheets and her cum stained lingerie and panties. I launder them every week for her her, first taking time to exam where each cum stain lies on her lingerie. Sometimes I find it on the bra and figured it landed there as he was coming over her face or tits or both. Other times I find it on the back side of he lingerie and assume he was fucking her from behind and pulled out to cum all over her ass. Of course most times I find heavy cum stains in her panties and know that he filled her pussy full of his jizz. I carefully lauded each piece of clothing and the sheets fold them neatly and set them outside their door. This is my new relationship with my wife. One that I'm not really apart of but one that I can never leave. To be cont.
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brandedcuck
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Chapter 2:
Friday night alone, sitting outside on my balcony overlooking the city, ******** a beer. How could I feel so alone in a city this large. A million people all around me and yet I'm completely isolated... isolated and empty inside. The truth is the million people all around me are just background figures... shadows on the stage of my Devine drama. There is only one person standing in the spotlight of my lonely world. My wife Tina who left me for the neighbor in our apartment high rise. As this allegory runs through my head the star of my self made drama takes center stage amidst the city lights. My wife steps out onto the balcony next to mine along with the new love of her life. She is wearing a black cocktail dress and holding a glass of wine. Her new lover Nathan steps up behind her wrapping his arms around her waist and seductively kisses her neck. I watch from the shadows i'm Sure my wife has seen me but she shows no interest or care. I am merely just another background figure, a passing shadow, in her story now. I hear her let out a soft moan as Nathan brings his strong black hands up and cups her ample breast. He whispers something in her ear which causes her to laugh. Not just a normal laugh but a liberated laugh. A laugh that says I'm having the best sex in my life and I don't have a care in the world. Sipping my beer I taste the the cold, bitterness as it washes down my throat. She's happy and being well Fucked who cares if I'm alone. Her happiness is all that matters. Her happiness is a knife which I impale myself on night after night as I listen to her moans of passion echoing through the bedroom walls. Nathan gently pushes my wife forward to the point she is bent over the railing of the balcony. I see her grind her ass into his crotch flirtatiously. His hand slides up her thigh followed by a loud slap as he spanks her ass. Leaning over he whispers something else in my wife's ear. Tina laughs again this time it carries a naughty tone. She spins around and kisses him passionately and tells him to take her back inside.
I remain outside on my balcony listening to the smooth sounds of Berry White echoing out from their apartment. A insignificant shadow that use to be a main character in her play.
Twenty minutes later my phone lights up. It's a text message from Tina. She has not acknowledged my existence in months and now she sends me a text in the mist of her romantic tryst. "Bring us champagne!" Is all the message says. Champagne makes my wife extra horny so I always kept a stash handy. Never thought I would be breaking it out for her to enjoy the evening with another man though. Never the less it was the fist time she has contacted me since she moved out, and her affair was all that I lived for now, so I grabbed a bottle and took it next door.
I hesitate for just a moment to try to calm my nerves before knocking on Nathan's door. No response just the sounds of Marvin Gaye now singing about sexual healing as I wait feeling sexually frustrated in the hall. They must both think of me as a pathetic twit. Clearly I am I think to myself as I knock again. This time the door opens. My wife stands before me holding nothing but a throw blanket over her naked body. With her ample Brest barely covered my eyes are fixed on her deep cleavage left exposed as she snatches the champagne out of my hands and slams the door in my face without a word.
I slinkier back to my apartment head straight for the bedroom press my ear against the wall and wait. The image of Tina standing naked in another mans apartment runs through my head as I find my tiny dick and start to stroke it. Her exposed cleavage flashes in my head. I envision Nathan sitting naked on his couch with my my wife kneeling naked before him. I imagine her orally worshiping his enormous, black, cock then nestling his manhood between her big, milky, white tits. She smashes her breast together and uses them to stoke his shaft as she takes his bulbous cock head back in her mouth. Is that what she was doing before I knocked? Is that why she was delayed in answering the door? Did I see the faint shine of precum on her clevage? The thoughts almost push me over the edge as I wait for the real show to begin. I stop jerking allowing my body to relax just a bit before edging myself to the brink again. I repeat this process a dozen times before I hear noises coming from the bedroom next door. They start off soft and muffled but gradually grow louder. My wife is definitely getting her pussy stuffed. Next I hear a loud slap just like I heard on the balcony when Nathan spanked my naughty, little, wife. I picture Tina, on the bed, on her hands and knees. Face down ass up for her black master as he takes her from behind. The rhythmic thrust and moans goes quiet then I hear my wife's seductive voice telling Nathan "Take my ass!" Nathan responds "Are you sure you can handle it?" Tina moans "Yes! I know you want it you've been playing with it all night. Just lube it up and ease it in slow." I strain to hear as the room falls to silence then suddenly Tina Gasp "Ahh.... easy, hold it there, push it in a little more...ohhh that's it keep going, I want to feel every inch!" A few moments later I hear Nathan say "You got it, you in da club now. It's not very white girl that can take 11 inches of Thick, Black, Cock up her ass!" Tina shutters just hold it there while I rub my clit." Within seconds Tina screams in a earth shattering orgasm. "Oh my God, oh my God aghhh Yes, Yes, Yes. Fuck me now...Fuck my phat white ass!" With that I hear Nathan start his thrust again first slow then faster and harder with my wife's encouragement. "Do it Fuck your little, white, sluts ass black daddy! Yes, slam it I'm your slut, I'm your little, white, slut! I love being a slut for your Big, Black, Cock!" I hear their bodies slamming together as my wife chants. I hear Nathan's heavy, black, balls slapping against my wife's wet cunt as he slams in and out of her ass with *********** desire. Tina's chanting changes from being his little, white slut, to "I'm going to cum! Cum with me black daddy I want to feel your Big, Black, Cock explode in my ass!" With that Nathan pounds her vigorously and Tina screams out a even more massive orgasm. Nathan growls in deep grunts as he empties his balls into my wife's virgin ass. Unable to hold back anymore I cum all over my bed sheet in erotic shock and disbelief. My wife would never let me near her ass regardless of how much champagne I gave her. She gave her ass to him though not reluctantly but wantonly.
I clean myself up and lay down to *****. That night dreamt I was on a deserted island with Tina when a pirate boat landed on its shores. A large black pirate appeared at the helm and held his hand out to my wife motioning her on board. I watch as my wife gathers up all her earthly treasures, and places them in his boat, then she takes the pirates hand and climbs aboard. The pirate pushes his boat, with my wife in it, back out to sea and skillfully jumps back in. I see them in the distance standing at the helm in each other's arms looking back at me as the sea slowly carries them off. I'm standing at the foot of the waters stranded and alone desperately calling out for Tina to come back to me. The only answer the wind carries back to my ears is the faint sounds of Tina's laughter as she sails away free into a new world and new adventures.
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brandedcuck
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Chapter3:
The next morning I'm awoken by the buzzing of my phone. Hung over, depressed, and still in shock of my wife's new sexual exploration with the neighbor. I wearily look at my phone which still displays a wedding photo of my wife and I. It's a text from Tina it simply says bring coffee and breakfast. Every weekend it's been a tradition of ours to walk to the local coffee shop for a quaint romantic breakfast. Sometimes I would go pick it up by myself after a night we made love and serve her breakfast in bed. It's been our thing since we were first married. Now she has the audacity to ask me to keep that tradition after she has left me for the neighbor who I've had to listen to her fucking daily for the last two months. I felt appalled, I felt angry and hurt but what I felt even more than all that was sexually stimulated, drawn, and desperate. Desperate to still be a part of my wife's life. Desperate to feel the next cut she would deliver followed by the sting of the salt she would rub in my wound. Desperate to see how far all of this would go and how it would all end, even if it ends in my own destruction.
I jump out of bed, like a junkie needing to get his fix, dress and head out. The brisk morning air hits me as I travel the oh so familiar path. Memories of Tina and I walking with our arms wrapped around each other on cool fall days such as this flood my mind. I reach the coffee shop just ahead of another couple who looked just like us a few months ago. I hold the door open for them as I linger a moment longer in the cool air alone. They walk in laughing barely even giving a nod to my existence. It's a common theme in my life these days. I place my order for Tina and Nathan. Her a salted Carmel latte, with skim milk and her favorite danish. I have no idea of what he likes so I just order him a black coffee and a breakfast sandwich. I figure he probably needs some protein to replenish his muscles the way he was pounding out my wife last night. Why would be concerned about him replenishing I ask myself.
"Because you want him to fuck her again!" A strange voice answers from somewhere deep in my head. As I wait on their order I sit at what Tina and I always referred to as our table tucked away in corner enough that we felt hidden away yet close enough to the window to where we could watch other people pass by. It's actually a metaphor of my life now tucked away just watching as others live their lives. Others specifically being my wife's and her new boyfriends.
After picking up their order I head back to our high rise and take the elevator to the 18th floor with coffee and breakfast in hand. Just a usual Saturday morning except I'm taking coffee and breakfast to my wife for her to enjoy with Nathan instead of me. I pause at the door to Nathan's apartment, "what am I doing?" I ask myself. "This is crazy, pathetic, have I know self respect, no pride?" As I ask myself those question I find myself listening intently, not for an answer but for any sounds that are going on behind closed doors. That's the only question I want answered...what are they doing now.? Are they talking, showering, fucking again or are they snuggled up in bed together? Are they laughing about me being a duped cuckold bringing them breakfast while they enjoy their new sex lives together? From the other side of the door I'm only answered by silence. There's only one way to solve the mystery of what lies beyond and that is to walk into the unknown. My stomach turns, and my body shakes uncontrollably, if I cross this threshold there is no going back. "There is no back to go to." That same strange voice echoes in my head. My wife is gone. Her life is now here with her new lover and when she left she took with her whatever meager resemblance I had to being a man. My life has been permanently altered, my identity lost. I'm a mere a mere shadow of a being waiting to be defined. The only one who holds the key to my new identity is my wife. Nervously I knock on the door and wait for an answer.
The door opens casually and my eyes are greeted by Tina who is wearing nothing but a short, red, silk robe. Without even looking at me she spins around and walks back in to the kitchen. "Bring it in here!" She hollers out as she walks away from me. It's as if I'm merely a food delivery boy who is of no importance to her. I follow her in watching as she quite deliberately sways her hips side to side in a seductive manner. Her robe leaves the bottom of her bare ass cheeks exposed and I cannot help but to visualize how she must have looked last night as Nathan was Fucking her ass with his Big, Black, Cock! Of course this is exactly what my wife wants. She knows she was being loud enough for me to hear what sexual act they were engaging in. Now she is pouring salt in my open wounds by flaunting her freshly fucked ass in my face...reminding me that she gave to Nathan what she would never give to me. I sit the bag of food and the coffee on the kitchen bar. In the open living room I see Nathan sitting on a sofa, with his back to me, watching TV. He pays me no mind. I turn my attention again to my wife who is now reaching up to retrieve a plate from a cabinet. Her robe hikes further up exposing even more of her bare ass and a hint of her swollen vagina. She remains there pretending to struggle just long enough to be sure I get an eyeful of what I lost and what Nate now enjoys every night. I watch Tina place the sandwich and danish on the plate and carry it over to Nate. Something else she has never done for me. I was always serving her food not the other way around. Holding the plate in one hand she sits on Nathan's lap and wraps her other arm around his bare shoulders. Seductively Tina ask him, "Do you wants to taste my sweet danish?" She holds the pastry up to his mouth. As he takes a bite some of the icing crumbles off and falls Down the front of Tina's robe. She laughs and says "You spilled icing on my breast!" Nathan slyly chuckles and states "I'll take care of that baby!" He then opens her robe just enough for me to see the upper half of her large breast and dives his face between them. Tina giggles and pulls his head in closer smashing her breast into his face. Working his way down Nathan finds a nipple and sucks it eagerly. Closing her eyes Tina coos and bites her lower lip. "Mmm I can feel it pressing on my thigh. I can't believe your hard again already after all the ass I gave you last night!" Her eyes open and look directly at me as Nathan continues to suck at her breast. "Oh, your still here!" She exclaims with a hint of annoyance. "I guess you want a tip or something. Nate can you throw this loser a little something so we can enjoy our privacy. I don't like the way the perv is looking at me!" Without taking his mouth off my wife's breast Nathan reaches his hand down and brings it back up presenting a single dollar. "My wife looked at me coldly still holding Nate head to her breast. "Well go on perv take your money and get the Fuck out. My Man has needs I must attend to!" Robotically I step forward and take the dollar from Nate's hand singling my worth. Looking over the couch I see Nate's rock hard cock protruding out of his boxer briefs. My wife's little, white hand is holding His enormous black member like a coke bottle. Unable to fully wrap her fingers around it as she slowly strokes him up and down. Tina continues to stroke his cock as she looks me directly in the eyes. Her look says oh yes I'm taking every inch of his massive cock, every night, every way I can get it. I let him fuck my mouth, I let him fuck my pussy, I even let him fuck my ass. Her look tells me that my little, white, dick has never been nor will ever be enough for her. It's a look that says I'm never coming back to you so deal with it bitch!
As I walk out the door I look back just in time to see Tina's head disappeared below the back of the couch as she goes to work attending to her Mans needs with her mouth. I see Nathan's hands move up to grab her hair as he rolls his head back against the couch. Quietly I shut the door behind me, slide down the wall and sit on the floor outside of Nate apartment. Faintly I hear the muffled sounds of my wife moaning as Nathan tells her to keep sucking it. I fold myself up, rest my arms and head on my knees, and start to cry. I now know that I have lost my wife forever. From now on my only connection to her will be as the lonely loser living next door. The pathetic next door neighbor who will jump at any opportunity to perform a meaningless task for her just to receive a mere gleam of her attention. This is my new place in her life, my new identity. Like a helpless ***** I sit in the hallway crying and I listen to the moans coming out of Nate's apartment as he finishes in my wife's mouth. The mouth I used to kiss, the mouth of the woman I love. The woman I am still legally married to, but she is his woman now. It's their apartment, and their happily ever after lives. I swallow hard on that reality as she swallows down his cum behind closed doors.
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