A HUSBAND'S HUMILIATION
Story Facts. The characters in this story are real. My avatar is myself and Donovan. I only have pics of my wife’s tits. Her real name is Yvonne.
When I opened the front door I knew something was different, I could sense it in the air. I shut the door and dropped my pc case in the hall, glimpsed my brown bald head passing the hall mirror and headed straight for the lounge. There was nobody there, but there had been and recently by the look of the two wine glasses and discarded bottles that littered the coffee table carelessly. A low constant thudding noise registered in my hearing from above and I hurried to the staircase afraid of what I would discover upstairs and, I guess, on some level knowing.
I stalled in the entrance to the master bedroom and was at once appalled and unable to look away from the sight that greeted me. My wife lay on her back across the width of the bed, naked and her long legs spread as wide as you can imagine, her arms fanned out on the white bedclothes behind her, the dark tufts hair is wet, her huge breasts rippling and flopping with the force she was being fucked with. There between her legs was Donovan, his white frame shown in shadow and light as he thrust into her to match her moans of undoubted pleasure.
I stood there dumbfounded for what seemed like an eternity watching him satisfy my wife. Watching his slick, erect white cock slide backwards and forwards into her as they rutted oblivious to my presence. Not for long oblivious though as Donovan looked up and met my gaze, holding it as he continued to fuck Yvonne. I was frozen under his stare and could only drop my gaze submissively as he looked contemptuously at me. He stopped fucking Yvonne and she turned to see what had halted his barrage but she barely registered my presence, just a smile that I couldn't quite make out. She lay there, her legs still akimbo as Donovan spoke to me.
His greeting was humiliating to me in the extreme "Well look at this! If it isn't my nigger Steve that is you all call each other, nigger, right? Back from playing with himself."
I started to stammer a reply of sorts but he cut me off.
"Shut the fuck up. I want you to get undressed and get over there (pointing to a spot on the far side of the bed so I would be just yard from Yvonne's head). I'll allow you the luxury of masturbating while I drill your wife's fat ass."
I should have resisted, I should have shouted at him or even physically tackled him and thrown him out. But I didn't, all I did in defiance of his command was to stand still and hesitate. Not a very strong reaction, I know. He seized on that hesitation and began to menacingly threaten me as I cowered in the doorway and my wife lay obviously satisfied on the bed.
"Listen Steve, you stupid little Bitch. You don't seem to have grasped the situation so let me spell it out for you. Either you do as I say and strip off and get down on your knees over there with your pathetic little cock in your hand or believe me I'll finish your career and your marriage in the next 24 hours. Besides you want to please your Master don't you?"
The two of them watched me curiously as I stripped naked before them. Embarrassingly I was hard, I didn't know whether it had been watching them or being spoken to like that which had turned me on so much, but there was little doubt the two of them noticed how my body had reacted to finding them and being made to obey Donovan. God, I even got to my knees of my own accord and crawled over to where he had bidden me, when I reached it I looked up and found Yvonne rolling over to her front and staring straight at me. I couldn't hold her gaze. I was confused how had this all happened? What did it mean? I had little time to contemplate as Donovan had obviously slid his cock into her asshole (I had never had anal sex with her!) and slowly began to jog her back and forwards, her face contorting in a pleasure/pain grimace. Unthinkingly, I reached down with my right hand and gripped my hard cock and began to run my hand over it. With Yvonne on all 4’s, with every thrust of Donovan's cock, up my wife’s ass, her huge tits would jiggle and flop, causing her to appear slutty. She looked me dead in the eye and said, “Steve, Donovan has his entire thick white cock deep in my virgin asshole, I never let you fuck me there. Something always told me I was saving my asshole for a real man, I guess that man wasn’t you, huh dear?”
I couldn't tell you how long we were like that, me masturbating furiously while my wife was sodomized in front of me by some tough white guy my fucking wife met online. Time seemed to have no meaning and it was only as I felt my hot seed spill into my hand that I came somewhat to my senses. I knelt there, no doubt a pathetic image, cum dripping through my fingers as Donovan and Yvonne's lovemaking became more noisy and erratic in movement as he vocally told her (and me) that he was cuming. He didn't withdraw and obviously shot his load inside my wife's sphincter. Her sweaty face and body fell into the sheets and he flopped atop her and the scene was silent for a moment, both drenched in sweat, his cock growing soft still in my wife’s ass.
Donovan looked up grinning wildly at me. I imagine that he derived as much pleasure from what he had just ordered me to watch, as when I had sucked his cock, licked his ass and allowed him to fuck me previously. He spoke in his controlled work voice.
"Steve, I want you to crawl over here so you can suck and lick my cock and balls clean. When you cleaned me up then you suck my cum from your wife's asshole."
Obscene, repellent and to the point. Nevertheless, I was immediately crawling around the bed towards him intent on his masterful cock. I was his and all three of us knew it. What I didn't know yet was where Yvonne stood (or lay currently) in this. She was however, making no objections so far.
I gobbled greedily on his softening member, taking it fully into my mouth and working my tongue over it as I had done previously. I could tell he was pleased that I was doing as he ordered and from the corner of my eye I could see a self-satisfied smile forming on my wife's face as she looked over her shoulder. This cock had been buried deep in my wife's asshole seconds before and bore the evidence of that but yet I still licked at it reverentially.
I had barely begun servicing him orally when he pulled his already re-stiffening cock from my mouth and turned my head around to face my wife's ass. A thin trail of his cum was already leaking out of her and he guided my head towards it knowing that I would do as he instructed. With her body still crushed to the sheets she eased her legs further apart, proffering me easier access to my site. My tongue, fresh from engulfing Donovan's cock, now snaked out and caught the end of the trail of cum before it escaped her body completely and in one fluid motion I ran my tongue up the crack of her big ass right to the puckered brown hole that it originated from.
Yvonne gave a low groan of pleasure as my tongue probed her most intimate hole, seeking more of Donovan's sperm and gathering it into my waiting mouth. Donovan was behind me holding my head but he need not worry of me withdrawing, I was too caught up in the moment, whatever the circumstances.
But it was over too soon, Yvonne was happy enough with her treatment and inched forward and off the bed, giving just an explanation of "I'm going to take a shower, OK?"
The worrying thing was it was directed at Donovan, as was her glance, I might as well have not been in the room.
I watched her svelte, naked, sweaty body leave the room and felt Donovan's finger on my chin, tilting it upwards so I looked up towards his mocking face.
"As you can see I've re-acquainted myself with your wife and she and I have decided that I should move in. I felt sure you wouldn't mind."
I did, and I wanted to tell 'no, get out' but the proximity of his stiffening cock to my mouth reminded me of my submission. He continued as the tip of his long white cock bobbed against my lips and I discretely began to run my tongue over it.
"We're going to move you into the spare room permanently, for now at least, if you fail to please us then maybe we'll kick you out altogether understand?" I nodded, his cock slipping into my mouth again.
"I thought, with you away for the week, I would take the chance to apologize to Yvonne for that scene in my living room the other night. It didn't take long for me to show her intimately how easy it had been for you to succumb to my long, hard white cock. She's in entire agreement with how we treat you. If you behave like my bitch, you'll be treated like it. You'll go to work as normal but once you're back here you'll do exactly what I tell you. I'll decide what pleasures you are allowed from now on, when you masturbate, when you fuck, who you fuck, who you suck and who fucks you. If you do well, you can stay and I'm sure we'll all be satisfied with the arrangement."
Before I could speak Yvonne emerged from the bathroom her large brown naked body glistening from a hot shower and leaned against the door-frame looking down at me like I was something she had stepped in.
"Steve, when I saw you being fucked by Donovan that night and learned that you had been cheating on me, on some porn website and worse still with a man, I knew our marriage was over I could never love you again. I need a real man," she wrapped her hands around Donovan and kissed him "and I've found one, though heaven knows why he wants to keep your pathetic black ass around."
Donovan returned her kiss and fondled her breasts as well before looking at me and answering "Oh I've got great plans for him my dear."
I spent that first night in the spare room, it had been stripped of all furniture and decorations save for the bed, and as I lay awake, thinking on it considering all that had happened to us I could hear the springs in the master bedroom squeaking from my Master and my wife's sexual exertions. Part of me wanted to rise up and stand up to this, I wasn't in the wrong here. Was I? But yet my feelings of submission to Donovan were stronger. I guess they had lain dormant inside me until he had awakened them and now they were rampant. I was becoming addicted to him treating me like this (and Yvonne now too). I decided to accept the situation as it stood for just now after all I could change it later if I wanted, couldn't I?
When I opened the front door I knew something was different, I could sense it in the air. I shut the door and dropped my pc case in the hall, glimpsed my brown bald head passing the hall mirror and headed straight for the lounge. There was nobody there, but there had been and recently by the look of the two wine glasses and discarded bottles that littered the coffee table carelessly. A low constant thudding noise registered in my hearing from above and I hurried to the staircase afraid of what I would discover upstairs and, I guess, on some level knowing.
I stalled in the entrance to the master bedroom and was at once appalled and unable to look away from the sight that greeted me. My wife lay on her back across the width of the bed, naked and her long legs spread as wide as you can imagine, her arms fanned out on the white bedclothes behind her, the dark tufts hair is wet, her huge breasts rippling and flopping with the force she was being fucked with. There between her legs was Donovan, his white frame shown in shadow and light as he thrust into her to match her moans of undoubted pleasure.
I stood there dumbfounded for what seemed like an eternity watching him satisfy my wife. Watching his slick, erect white cock slide backwards and forwards into her as they rutted oblivious to my presence. Not for long oblivious though as Donovan looked up and met my gaze, holding it as he continued to fuck Yvonne. I was frozen under his stare and could only drop my gaze submissively as he looked contemptuously at me. He stopped fucking Yvonne and she turned to see what had halted his barrage but she barely registered my presence, just a smile that I couldn't quite make out. She lay there, her legs still akimbo as Donovan spoke to me.
His greeting was humiliating to me in the extreme "Well look at this! If it isn't my nigger Steve that is you all call each other, nigger, right? Back from playing with himself."
I started to stammer a reply of sorts but he cut me off.
"Shut the fuck up. I want you to get undressed and get over there (pointing to a spot on the far side of the bed so I would be just yard from Yvonne's head). I'll allow you the luxury of masturbating while I drill your wife's fat ass."
I should have resisted, I should have shouted at him or even physically tackled him and thrown him out. But I didn't, all I did in defiance of his command was to stand still and hesitate. Not a very strong reaction, I know. He seized on that hesitation and began to menacingly threaten me as I cowered in the doorway and my wife lay obviously satisfied on the bed.
"Listen Steve, you stupid little Bitch. You don't seem to have grasped the situation so let me spell it out for you. Either you do as I say and strip off and get down on your knees over there with your pathetic little cock in your hand or believe me I'll finish your career and your marriage in the next 24 hours. Besides you want to please your Master don't you?"
The two of them watched me curiously as I stripped naked before them. Embarrassingly I was hard, I didn't know whether it had been watching them or being spoken to like that which had turned me on so much, but there was little doubt the two of them noticed how my body had reacted to finding them and being made to obey Donovan. God, I even got to my knees of my own accord and crawled over to where he had bidden me, when I reached it I looked up and found Yvonne rolling over to her front and staring straight at me. I couldn't hold her gaze. I was confused how had this all happened? What did it mean? I had little time to contemplate as Donovan had obviously slid his cock into her asshole (I had never had anal sex with her!) and slowly began to jog her back and forwards, her face contorting in a pleasure/pain grimace. Unthinkingly, I reached down with my right hand and gripped my hard cock and began to run my hand over it. With Yvonne on all 4’s, with every thrust of Donovan's cock, up my wife’s ass, her huge tits would jiggle and flop, causing her to appear slutty. She looked me dead in the eye and said, “Steve, Donovan has his entire thick white cock deep in my virgin asshole, I never let you fuck me there. Something always told me I was saving my asshole for a real man, I guess that man wasn’t you, huh dear?”
I couldn't tell you how long we were like that, me masturbating furiously while my wife was sodomized in front of me by some tough white guy my fucking wife met online. Time seemed to have no meaning and it was only as I felt my hot seed spill into my hand that I came somewhat to my senses. I knelt there, no doubt a pathetic image, cum dripping through my fingers as Donovan and Yvonne's lovemaking became more noisy and erratic in movement as he vocally told her (and me) that he was cuming. He didn't withdraw and obviously shot his load inside my wife's sphincter. Her sweaty face and body fell into the sheets and he flopped atop her and the scene was silent for a moment, both drenched in sweat, his cock growing soft still in my wife’s ass.
Donovan looked up grinning wildly at me. I imagine that he derived as much pleasure from what he had just ordered me to watch, as when I had sucked his cock, licked his ass and allowed him to fuck me previously. He spoke in his controlled work voice.
"Steve, I want you to crawl over here so you can suck and lick my cock and balls clean. When you cleaned me up then you suck my cum from your wife's asshole."
Obscene, repellent and to the point. Nevertheless, I was immediately crawling around the bed towards him intent on his masterful cock. I was his and all three of us knew it. What I didn't know yet was where Yvonne stood (or lay currently) in this. She was however, making no objections so far.
I gobbled greedily on his softening member, taking it fully into my mouth and working my tongue over it as I had done previously. I could tell he was pleased that I was doing as he ordered and from the corner of my eye I could see a self-satisfied smile forming on my wife's face as she looked over her shoulder. This cock had been buried deep in my wife's asshole seconds before and bore the evidence of that but yet I still licked at it reverentially.
I had barely begun servicing him orally when he pulled his already re-stiffening cock from my mouth and turned my head around to face my wife's ass. A thin trail of his cum was already leaking out of her and he guided my head towards it knowing that I would do as he instructed. With her body still crushed to the sheets she eased her legs further apart, proffering me easier access to my site. My tongue, fresh from engulfing Donovan's cock, now snaked out and caught the end of the trail of cum before it escaped her body completely and in one fluid motion I ran my tongue up the crack of her big ass right to the puckered brown hole that it originated from.
Yvonne gave a low groan of pleasure as my tongue probed her most intimate hole, seeking more of Donovan's sperm and gathering it into my waiting mouth. Donovan was behind me holding my head but he need not worry of me withdrawing, I was too caught up in the moment, whatever the circumstances.
But it was over too soon, Yvonne was happy enough with her treatment and inched forward and off the bed, giving just an explanation of "I'm going to take a shower, OK?"
The worrying thing was it was directed at Donovan, as was her glance, I might as well have not been in the room.
I watched her svelte, naked, sweaty body leave the room and felt Donovan's finger on my chin, tilting it upwards so I looked up towards his mocking face.
"As you can see I've re-acquainted myself with your wife and she and I have decided that I should move in. I felt sure you wouldn't mind."
I did, and I wanted to tell 'no, get out' but the proximity of his stiffening cock to my mouth reminded me of my submission. He continued as the tip of his long white cock bobbed against my lips and I discretely began to run my tongue over it.
"We're going to move you into the spare room permanently, for now at least, if you fail to please us then maybe we'll kick you out altogether understand?" I nodded, his cock slipping into my mouth again.
"I thought, with you away for the week, I would take the chance to apologize to Yvonne for that scene in my living room the other night. It didn't take long for me to show her intimately how easy it had been for you to succumb to my long, hard white cock. She's in entire agreement with how we treat you. If you behave like my bitch, you'll be treated like it. You'll go to work as normal but once you're back here you'll do exactly what I tell you. I'll decide what pleasures you are allowed from now on, when you masturbate, when you fuck, who you fuck, who you suck and who fucks you. If you do well, you can stay and I'm sure we'll all be satisfied with the arrangement."
Before I could speak Yvonne emerged from the bathroom her large brown naked body glistening from a hot shower and leaned against the door-frame looking down at me like I was something she had stepped in.
"Steve, when I saw you being fucked by Donovan that night and learned that you had been cheating on me, on some porn website and worse still with a man, I knew our marriage was over I could never love you again. I need a real man," she wrapped her hands around Donovan and kissed him "and I've found one, though heaven knows why he wants to keep your pathetic black ass around."
Donovan returned her kiss and fondled her breasts as well before looking at me and answering "Oh I've got great plans for him my dear."
I spent that first night in the spare room, it had been stripped of all furniture and decorations save for the bed, and as I lay awake, thinking on it considering all that had happened to us I could hear the springs in the master bedroom squeaking from my Master and my wife's sexual exertions. Part of me wanted to rise up and stand up to this, I wasn't in the wrong here. Was I? But yet my feelings of submission to Donovan were stronger. I guess they had lain dormant inside me until he had awakened them and now they were rampant. I was becoming addicted to him treating me like this (and Yvonne now too). I decided to accept the situation as it stood for just now after all I could change it later if I wanted, couldn't I?
5 years ago
