Elizabeth S. Grey

Cuckolding Memories - Be My Hubby (Hard Sex Stories)

Cuckold Erotic Stories For Adults

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Chapter - Training for me

Chapter - My Loving Wife And I

Chapter - I´m The Cuckold

Chapter - I Will Fuck You And Your Husband Is Watching

Chapter - He is my young Lover

Chapter - Lovely Cuckold

Chapter - I Am What I Am

Chapter - I`m Her Cuckold

Chapter - We Enjoy The Cuckold Lifestyle.

Chapter - Cuckold Suprise

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Chapter - Training for me

Cuckolding Memories - Be My Hubby

Elizabeth Grey

I was a stunned by my discovery! My husband Randy was out of town for a few days on business and I needed a tool from his workroom. While digging through one of the tool drawers I found a small, portable hard drive. "Why would this be in here?" I thought, but then the little voice inside my head started to scream, "Put it back you fool! Don't look inside; you won't like what you'll find!" But I never listen to that little voice anyway, so I took it upstairs and plugged it into the computer.

I figured I would find some pornography. In fact, I hoped that was all I would find. I'd never suspect that Randy would cheat on me, but my heart was racing with the thought I might be wrong. I started thumbing through the different folder names, scanning for anything that would send me straight to a divorce attorney. Luckily, it seemed to be just a stash of dirty pictures and videos. Not a big deal, right?

I breathed a little easier, but now I was curious as to what things were turning my husband on. I knew about some of his fantasies, nothing surprising, and they were certainly present here: naked celebrities, lesbian action, etc. But then I started to find things that intrigued me. There was a folder marked 'Domination.' Scanning through the photos and videos I saw women wearing leather and high heels commanding men to do their bidding.

I never would have thought that Randy was into this kind of thing! Although, as I thought back on it, he did like it when I took control during sex and told him what I wanted, but I had never done anything as extreme as what I was seeing in this material. Would he want me to? If he did, I wasn't sure if I could even pull it off, but I guess I would be willing to try if it made him happy. Who knows, I might even find it enjoyable.

I kept digging. The next folder was marked 'Interracial.' "So“, I thought, "my husband's into black women, eh? That's not bad. Hell, even I have interracial fantasies." That's a little secret of my own that I never told Randy. Seeing an attractive black man on TV or in the movies always gave me a thrill. Once or twice I had even fantasized about a black man during lovemaking with Randy, replaying a fond old memory in my head while Randy fucked me.

You see, I had also never told Randy about that memorable encounter from long ago, way before I knew Randy when I was still single. I had a one-night stand with a young black man who picked me up in a bar and took me back to his place. He was handsome, charismatic, and extremely well-hung. It was a 'long' one-night stand, and I mean that in every sense of the word. We fucked many times that night and I thoroughly enjoyed my first and only taste of dark meat, but then I never saw him again. I still think of that night sometimes and it always makes me smile.

I pulled my mind back to the present and started to flip through the photos in the 'interracial' folder to see what kind of black ladies Randy liked, but I didn't find many black women! What I was seeing were images of black men fucking white women. Well, not just fucking, but doing everything imaginable! There were subfolders broken down into categories: blowjobs, anal, DP, threesomes, and even gangbangs! I could see now that this interracial topic was the largest of the whole collection of porn and it truly surprised me.

There were two subfolders in there that I hadn't looked in yet, and one of them startled me when I saw the name. It said 'MARCIA!' I didn't understand what that meant. Had Randy secretly been taking photos or videos of me in the nude? I was apprehensive as opened the folder.

No, it wasn't images of me. As I scanned through I was just seeing more photos and videos of white women with black men, same as the other stuff. It wasn't even the same woman in all these files, although they did seem pretty similar. There was no way it was all women who happened to have the same name as me. I didn't understand, but then I suddenly did. I scanned back through to make sure.

They all looked similar, and they all looked kind of like me! They were all blonde, with curly or wavy hair. They were all in relatively good shape, and apparently, they all loved black cock! I was dumbstruck! It was clear, one of my husband's fantasies was watching 'me' fuck a black man! It was also pretty clear by the number of shots I saw that he really liked the thought of a black man, or even two or more black men at one time, ejaculating their cum into 'my' mouth. In most cases, 'I' even obliged the guys by eagerly swallowing their cum.

At that point I realized that my breathing had become very shallow and my heart was beating rapidly, so I sat back and took some deep breaths to calm myself. I was trying to come to grips with what I had found. I was shocked to realize that my husband had these unusual fantasies; unusual to my mind at least. But I had to admit to myself that I was also a little turned on by the thought of it. Although he was obviously looking at images of other women, he was in essence fantasizing about me! That sent a tingle through my pussy.

I'll also admit that I was getting a little turned on by the content of some of these photos. Seeing a woman who looked a little like me being held by a strong young black man, or men, and enjoying the pleasures of his large cock was thrilling to me. It brought back very vivid memories of that one night from long ago. I closed my eyes and let my mind freely wander back to that night. I could almost smell him, feel his cock inside me again and even taste him in my mouth.

I opened my eyes and felt flushed and warm. I tried to concentrate back on the computer screen. There was one more subfolder that was still unexplored. It was titled 'Cuck.' I didn't know what this meant. I opened it and there were quite a few files and another subfolder inside. I started to scan the files and it became clear to me that the theme was white women domineering their husbands as they had sex with black men.

It made some sense to me. Randy obviously had fantasies about women taking control and fantasies about black men fucking white women (or more to the point, fucking me), so this combined both fantasies into one. So, I looked to the last subfolder. I could see by the date the file was opened that it was the most recent of all the folders; in fact, it had only been created about three months ago. It was titled 'Extreme Cuck.' I opened it and started to scan the files.

At first it seemed like the same types of images from the 'Cuck" folder, but I quickly noticed it took things a little farther. There were images in there of women holding a black man's large penis while looking at the camera with added captions saying things like, "C'mon baby, you know you want some of this!" and "I need your help; suck on his dick and make him hard for me. Maybe I'll even let you clean up his cum later!"

I was becoming concerned as I delved deeper into the files; they were becoming more and more explicit. Soon there were many images of women forcibly pushing their husband's mouth onto the black man's cock and forcing him to suck it! There was even one video where a woman forcibly held her husband's mouth open as the black man ejaculated inside and then she commanded him to swallow!

My breathing was shallow again. I sat there stunned, and then the phone rang. I nearly jumped out of my skin. It was Randy! I just couldn't talk to him at that moment, so I let it go to voicemail while I thought. I did that the whole evening, thinking about what I had seen, trying to understand what I had found and deciding what I should do next. It was late that evening when I decided I couldn't do this alone and began searching for professional help, searching the internet for a local sex ther****t that could give me some insight. I finally found just the right person, at least I hoped she was.

First thing the next morning I called Dr. Helen Andrews and was lucky enough to get an appointment for that afternoon. I was glad because Randy would be back in just three days and I needed some guidance before he returned, before I had to face him in person. When I arrived at her office she greeted me kindly.

I started slowly, haltingly telling Dr. Andrews what I had found, but soon it was spilling out of me in torrents. I told her everything I had seen and everything I had thought. I told her of my roller coaster of emotions throughout the discovery and the shock of that last folder and what I saw inside.

Dr. Andrews was a calming influence on me. She asked about our intimacy together and I told her that Randy is a thoughtful lover and seems to consistently be interested in me and my body. She assured me that what I had discovered is not all that unusual. Most men have a secret stash of items for self-pleasure, and because they are generally more visually stimulated than women regarding sex, they tend to gravitate toward pornographic images and videos.

She also reassured me that Randy's fantasies about interracial sex, and domination are common because they represent taboo subjects, forbidden acts which enhance the sense of sexual thrill. She told me that Randy's fantasies about me participating in interracial sex probably came about because he had picked up on my verbal or physical cues that it was a topic that aroused me. Thinking back on it then, I realized that I must have made comments or exhibited visible body language that betrayed my own secret desires for interracial encounters. Dr. Andrews said that over time he had built that up in his own mind to a full-blown fantasy.

She also told me that 'Cuck' was short for 'Cuckold,' and that was an extension of the domination and humiliation subject; essentially being dominated by ones' own partner. In this case, Randy had focused on combining this with my secret 'forbidden' interracial desires. She said it was also a way for him to bring himself into the fantasy; making him not just a spectator but a participant. That left only one major concern for me.

I quietly asked, "Dr. Andrews, what about that last folder I found? The one where the men were involved in homosexual behavior. Is it possible that Randy is secretly gay?"

Dr. Andrews paused and then smiled and said, "Maybe." My mouth dropped open; it was not what I was hoping to hear, but then she continued, "but I don't think so, Marcia. Randy's other fantasies don't support this. He appears to have a strong attraction to women, and you in particular. I believe this homosexual activity is only an extension of the taboo subject for him, the forbidden nature of the event."

She continued, "Although, it is certainly possible that Randy has some innate bisexual tendencies; many people do in fact. For example, let me ask you a very personal question. Did you ever have a sexual encounter with another female at any time in your life?"

I immediately blushed and Dr. Andrews smiled knowingly at my response but waited for me to answer. I spoke quietly, "When I was a senior in high school I kissed another girl, a friend of mine. We didn't have sex, really, but we did explore each other's bodies. You know, kissing and touching..."

Dr. Andrews responded, "You see? It is a most natural occurrence, I assure you. Human sexuality is complex and one's desires are not always logical and clear cut in one's own mind. I don't think you will find your husband suddenly announcing he is leaving you for another man. He is simply exploring his own desires and fantasies during self-gratification and they are leading him into new areas of potential interest. The real question now is, how are you going to respond to your husband now that you know his secrets?"

I sat there in silence not sure of the answer. I asked, "Do you have any suggestions?"

Dr. Andrews thought for a moment and then said, "I think you have four options. First, you could ignore it; put the hard drive back where you found it and try to go on with life as if it didn't exist, if you can do that.

"Second, you could confront your husband with the evidence and ask him to explain himself, or even ask him to destroy it all and never look at these images again. Personally, I don't think that will be successful because it doesn't resolve his desires in a satisfactory way. I think he would secretly return to these images and behavior in time.

"Third, you could simply divorce him and move on with your life, but from what you are telling me I don't think you really want to do that. That leaves the fourth option, to work with your husband to explore his desires, and yours too, together as a couple. Are these encounters that he truly wishes to see happen in real life, or are they simply fantasies for his own personal pleasure, while maintaining the status quo in your sexual relationship?

"Personally, I think that the fourth option is the healthiest approach, but you must also decide what you are willing to do. Do his desires coincide with yours in any way? If they don't, are you willing to expand your boundaries and try something new?"

I sat there quietly for a very long time with all of these thoughts racing around my mind, but there was a strong voice inside my head and this time I decided to listen to it. I said, "I love my husband and I want us to both be happy together. I want to try the fourth option, but I need your help!"

Dr. Andrews was wonderful! She cleared her schedule for the remainder of the afternoon and we spent the next several hours together. She helped me think through the next steps and evaluate my own desires. I had to be completely open with her about all of my intimate thoughts and feelings, but this helped me clearly develop my plan for Randy's return. I decided to confront Randy with this issue directly, test his willingness to explore these feelings in reality, and then see how Randy responded.

I also benefited from Dr. Andrews' contacts within the specialized world of sexual therapy and the sex professionals available to assist. This included an agency and individuals that operate near the fringes of the law but who would be useful for my purposes. Dr. Andrews simply gave me some names to call and I did the rest. I'll admit that as the plan came together I became more and more excited at the possibilities.

I had spoken to Randy several times over the intervening days, but never let on to my plan other than to say that I was excited for his return and I was planning a special evening together. On the phone Randy seemed truly excited about this. I was a little worried about his reaction once I sprung my plan on him, but I was also fairly confident he would be excited and pleased once he got over the initial shock. Worst case scenario, I thought, I can always stop it at any time. He surely couldn't blame me for trying to please him, right?

Over the next couple of days, I was busy getting everything arranged. I even spent quite a few hours watching Randy's stash of videos to learn what he likes so that I could copy it and make it totally convincing. I was memorizing dialogue and studying the physical interactions of the men and women. I had to be convincing and natural in my role. More than once I found myself very aroused and I even masturbated once while watching the material. As the day approached I was very nervous, but I felt I could pull this off. I was actually quite excited!

The evening arrived and I had a candlelit dinner in place ready for Randy's scheduled appearance. I was wearing a slinky evening dress when he walked in the door and I greeted him with a warm sensual kiss and led him directly to the dining room. He was overwhelmed and couldn't stop talking about how wonderful the surprise was as we ate dinner.

As we finished dinner Randy said, "You look so beautiful Marcia and that meal was fabulous. I can't wait to discover what you have planned for the rest of the evening. Maybe I should go away more often!"

I smiled wickedly and said, "I think you will be pleasantly surprised, but I need to ask you to do something for me first. I want to try something a little different for us and I want your promise that you will keep an open mind and do what I ask. In fact, I insist upon it!" I said that last part with a strong tone as I looked directly in Randy's eyes.

I could tell Randy liked this commanding tone and he immediately nodded and said, "Absolutely Marcia! I trust you completely."

I said, "Good! Then clean up the dishes from the table and meet me in the bedroom in five minutes." I left him to get ready. Exactly five minutes later Randy walked into the bedroom. I walked over and kissed him again and began to remove his clothing. Soon I had him completely naked and firmly told him to lie on the right side of the bed near the edge. He obeyed immediately with a big grin on his face.

I said, "You promise to do as I say, right? Then I want you to place your hands up by the headboard. I am going to restrain you, but don't worry I am not going to harm you. Quite the opposite in fact!" Randy didn't hesitate at all so I used some soft cords to tie his hands gently but firmly to the headboard followed by tying his ankles to the footboard. He was now comfortable but completely subject to my whims and desires.

I leaned down and kissed him again and then slowly kissed and licked down his body. When I reached his penis, I found it to be engorged and rigid and I could tell this was very exciting for him. I gave it a few little licks and a kiss and then told him, "Don't go away, I need to grab a few supplies, you know like whipped cream. I'll be back in a few minutes."

I left the room to make sure everything was ready and to change my clothes. It took longer than a few minutes, but I thought the extra time would add to his anticipation and make him feel even less in control.

After ten minutes I walked back into the room and Randy's eyes bulged at what he saw. I was wearing one of those dominatrix outfits very similar to what I saw in his videos. It was bright red leather and vinyl with matching high-heeled, knee-high boots over mesh stockings. There was very little material to the outfit and it left my tits, ass and pussy completely exposed. I had also let down my long curly blond hair and applied bright red lipstick. I topped off the look with a short leather riding crop.

I strutted over to him, the outfit helping me to get into the role, and ran the tip of the riding crop from his feet up his legs and then gave his penis a little tweak as I smiled down at him. He was speechless. I said, "I hope you like my new outfit." He just nodded with a dumbstruck look on his face. I continued, "We need to have a talk now, Dear!"

I climbed on top of Randy, straddling him, and lowered my face just above his. I said, "There's going to be some big changes around here. You see, I know that you have been a very naughty boy and now you must be punished!" Randy gave me a mixed look of confusion and excitement as he tried to understand what I meant. Then I added, "I found your secret stash of pornography in your workroom."

Randy's eyes grew even wider and his face went cold as he started to stammer a reply. I put my finger to his lips and said, "Shhh! No, don't speak. I'll do the talking. I've seen everything and I know all of your dirty little secrets. You have been looking at some very disgusting images and jerking off your little penis. Haven't you?" While I said that, I reached down and tweaked his penis with my hand. It had lost much of its stiffness at this point.

I could see Randy was becoming emotional at the thought that his deepest, darkest secrets were revealed to me and for a moment I thought he might even start to cry, but his expression immediately changed when I said, "But the worst part is that you aren't letting me play along with your fun. That's just not nice!"

I gave him another wicked smile, my mouth hovering just above his and our eyes locked together. I continued my verbal torture, "I know you like watching black men fucking white wives while their husband's watch. You even fantasize about me doing that, don't you?" I could feel Randy's penis stiffening below me so I continued, "Tell me, Dear, do you fantasize about me placing my lips around a big, black cock? Do you want to watch me as I lick it, sucking a black dick in and out of my mouth? Do you imagine a large black man fucking me while you watch, jerking off your little penis the whole time?"Randy didn't reply, but his breathing was shallow and rapid. I continued, "Tell me the truth, my Love. I won't be mad if that is what you really want. I'm only mad that you have excluded me from the fun, and do you know why? Because I would like that too!"

Randy's body was moving with his desire. I could feel him trying to push his hips upward and contact his penis with my body. I was enjoying subjecting him to this exquisite torture and continued to do so, "You must have suspected that I love the sight of an attractive black man with a big cock. I never told you this before, dear, because I thought you would be too jealous to hear it, but before we were married I had a black lover. That's right! And his dick was huge, Randy! Much bigger than yours. I used to love sucking his cock for hours and hours! And when he fucked me with that big dick I was in heaven!

"But I haven't had sex with another black man, or anyone else other than you, since we got married because I would never want to hurt you! So, how do you think it makes me feel now when I learn that is something you have wanted me to do the whole time? I feel cheated! In fact, you apparently want it so much that you jerk yourself off over and over while you imagine just that. Admit it, wouldn't it be better if you could actually see it happen in person?"

Randy continued to lay there quietly and in surprise, unable to speak. But I could feel his body tensed below me and his penis rock hard against my body. I leaned down and kissed him lightly on the lips and said, "Well, this is your moment of truth, Dear! This is where I am demanding an honest answer from you. It's a simple question; is that what you really want? Do you want to watch me make love to a black man as I tell you what you can and cannot do?"

I reached down beneath me and lightly stroked his rigid penis with my fingertips and asked him one last time, "If that is what you want, you simply have to tell me, but you have to say it now." Randy was sweating with the intensity of the moment. A lot of emotions must have been welling through him at that moment, but he still hesitated to speak. Impatiently, I grabbed his penis firmly in my hand and squeezed it hard and yelled, "Answer me!"

Randy visibly swallowed and nodded while saying, "Yes, Marcia, that IS what I want!"

I smiled, then leaned down to kiss Randy deeply and passionately before raising my head to say, "I was hoping you would say that!" I stretched upward and grabbed a small bell that I had placed earlier on the nightstand and I began to ring it. Randy gave a look of momentary confusion, but then was startled when he heard the bedroom door click open behind me. I moved off of him so he could clearly see who was there.

The door was now open and nearly filling the entire door frame was a large black man wearing a robe. In fact it was Randy's robe, but stretched tight across the man's much larger and muscular body. He was about six foot, four inches tall with medium brown skin. His hair was closely cropped with a matching beard and mustache. He was ruggedly handsome and he had piercing, dark eyes. This was a man that any woman would find attractive.

The black man walked over to me by the bed and stood next to Randy. He looked down at Randy with a calm, but stern visage. Randy looked back up at him, with doubt and fear visible in his face; after all he was tied up, naked and vulnerable in front of this impressive figure.

I said, "Honey, this is Patrick. I only met Patrick today; he arrived just before you did. A friend of mine introduced us when I learned about your fantasies and Patrick was kind enough to agree to help you. I haven't even seen his cock yet, although I am told it is quite impressive!" At this Patrick smiled and nodded. "Does he meet your approval? Hmm? Personally, I think he is even more imposing and attractive than the men in your little porn videos, wouldn't you agree?"

I then reached down and grabbed Randy's face and forced him to look into my eyes and said, "I am going to ask you one last time just to be sure. Is this what you fantasize about? Is this what you want? Do you want to watch this man fuck me? Will you promise to obey my every command; to do exactly what I tell you? If your answer is yes to all of those questions I will command Patrick to take off his robe and show me his cock. Otherwise, I will tell him to leave now. The decision is entirely yours, but you must decide now!"

The room was deathly quiet, but I swear I could hear Randy's heart racing, or was it my own? Randy then quietly but clearly said, "Yes, that is what I want."

I flashed a big smile and said, "Good boy! My first command to you is that you must call me Mistress while we are in this room together or I will use this crop on you. Do you understand? My second command is for Patrick to remove his robe now!"

Patrick slowly untied the string and opened the robe and let it fall to the floor. I let out an involuntary "OOF!" but then I regained my composure. I turned to Randy and said, "Wow! They were right. Isn't Patrick impressive to look at, Dear? Look at his strong muscles and how big he is. And look at how large his cock is, and he isn't even fully erect yet!"

I kneeled down next to Patrick and reached out for his cock and held it in my hand stretched out toward Randy, dangling just a foot from his face. I said, "It's so heavy, and so very thick! I have never felt anything like this. He's even bigger than my former black lover." I began to use both of my hands to stroke the full length of Patrick's cock and to admire and caress his clean-shaven balls. I said, "I can't wait any longer. I have to give it a taste!"

I leaned forward and lifted the head of Patrick's cock to my mouth and placed my ruby-red lips on the very tip and gave it a kiss before using my tongue to gently explore around the head of his cock. I was careful to make sure that Randy had a clear view of everything I was doing and it was working because he was visibly squirming and moaning at the sight.

I looked at Randy and said, "This is so amazing! I want to thank you for sharing my same fantasy, Dear. I didn't think I would ever have the opportunity to suck another big, black cock again in my life, but now I will be able to do it all the time! It will make us both so happy. Tell me, do you think I can even fit his huge, beautiful cock in my mouth?" I eagerly opened my mouth and engulfed the head of Patrick's cock and began to lick and suck on it.

Patrick was responding to my mouth action. He was moaning and he placed his hand gently on my head while I sucked the head of his cock in and out of my mouth. Randy continued to stare at us as I looked over to make eye contact while continuing to lick and stroke Patrick's massive member.

I pulled back and said, "My God, he tastes so amazing! Oh, but I am being so unfair to you, aren't I? I stood up and then climbed on top of Randy and straddled him again. I brought my mouth to just above his and said, "He tastes wonderful, Dear! You can probably smell him on my breath, can't you? I am just so lucky and I have you to thank for it."

I leaned down and began to kiss Randy on the mouth, He responded in kind at first, but then after a moment of realization he began to shake me off. I grabbed his face forcefully and said sternly, "What? You don't want to kiss your own wife? Oh, I understand. You noticed the taste of Patrick's cock in my mouth, didn't you? Well guess what, that's just too damn bad because I am commanding you to kiss me!"

I forced my lips onto his and then I forced my tongue deeply into his mouth. He tried to resist at first but soon gave in and accepted it. I kissed him passionately for a long time and when I finally pulled back I said, "I'm sorry, Dear, but now that I'm free to suck black cocks again, you are just going to have to get used to my mouth tasting like this. But's it not so bad, is it? Who knows, you may even learn to like it!"

"Come over here, Patrick, so my husband can get a better view of you“, I commanded. Patrick moved in close and his long cock nearly brushed against Randy's face as he leaned in toward me on the bed. Randy flinched at the close proximity, but I took Patrick's penis in my hand and lifted it to my mouth and said, "You wanted to watch me suck his dick, so now you have a front row seat. I hope you enjoy this as much as I will, if that's possible."

I resumed my licking and sucking on Patrick's cock now dangling just six inches above Randy's face. He couldn't miss anything even if he wanted to. He could see every movement of my lips and tongue, he could clearly hear every slurp and lick, and he could smell the musky sweetness of Patrick's cock and balls just inches away from him.

Randy also had a perfect view of Patrick's reactions, both voluntary and involuntary. His voluntary reactions included moaning, stroking my head and hair, and even stroking his own dick with his large hand while I sucked on the tip. His involuntary reactions included muscle spasms in his cock as he reacted to my oral stimulation, as well as the movements of his balls as they moved and shifted according to my stimulation.

I was now trying my best to deepthroat as much of Patrick's cock as I could manage, pushing it deeper and deeper into my mouth and throat as I bobbed up and down. I could feel my body reacting to the stimulation by an increase of saliva in my mouth, which eventually began to trickle down the shaft of Patrick's cock. Some of it dripped down onto Randy's face and I heard him exclaim in surprise.

I disengaged from Patrick and looked down to Randy and said, "Oh, I am so sorry, Dear! I have been so engrossed in sucking Patrick's cock that I completely forgot about you, and look at that, I have dripped my spit all over you. I'm so sorry, let me clean that up for you."

I leaned down and began to lick my excess spit from his face, but my own lips were already so wet that I only managed to spread more moisture onto his face. I said, "Well that's no good. I'll guess you'll just have to get used to that too. Here, I can help you!" I leaned down and placed my wet lips on his and he flinched again. I roughly grabbed his face and scolded, "I said I want to kiss you again! Open your fucking mouth now!"

Randy obediently opened his mouth and I leaned down and gave him the wettest kiss I could muster, leaving as much of my cock-flavored spit in his mouth as possible. When I eventually pulled back I said, "There, isn't that better? You're getting used to it now, aren't you? I think you're ready for the next step."

I reached up and grabbed Patrick's cock and pulled him closer. I held the head of his cock just a few inches above Randy's lips and said, "Doesn't he have a pretty dick, Dear? It is so large and perfect, and he tastes so yummy. I love it, and I think you will too!"

Randy's eyes widened and then he shook his head and said, "No!"

I moved it a little closer and said, "Oh sure you will! I guarantee it. You've already tasted a little bit of him in my kisses, but I think it's time to try the real thing. Give it a lick!"

Patrick closed his eyes, pursed his lips together and shook his head like a c***d refusing to eat his vegetables. I raised my voice and said, "This is not a request. It's an order! Do as I say!" Still he kept his eyes and lips closed. I said, "You agreed to obey my every command and now you are disobeying me. If you don't do as I ask this minute we will stop everything and you can go back to just jerking off!" Randy opened his eyes and looked at me. I said, "Will you obey me?"

Randy was quiet for a moment, then he said, "Yes, Marcia...I mean Mistress!"

"Good“, I said, "Then open your fucking mouth and stick out your tongue!" He did as I asked, just barely, so I lowered the tip of Patrick's cock just a little and made contact with Randy's tongue. I said, "Now lick the tip of Patrick's black cock for me." I was amazed to see my husband obey my command and slowly lick the underside of Patrick's cock. I felt a thrill go through me, which I guess was similar to what Randy would feel when he watched those extreme cuckold videos and fantasize about this.

I reached down with my free hand and began to stroke Randy's cock as a reward for his obedience and he responded immediately with a jerk and some moaning. I pulled Patrick's cock up and away from his mouth and leaned in to kiss Randy again. When I pulled back I said, "That wasn't so bad was it? Now I want you to open your mouth a little wider." Randy shot me a look, but I cut him off quickly and said, "Open wider! Now!"

Randy opened his mouth wider, but he closed his eyes and tensed up his body because he knew what was coming. I pulled Patrick a little closer still and then lowered the tip of his cock back down to Randy's mouth again and rubbed it slowly and lightly across his lips, getting him used to it and lulling him into a more relaxed state. Randy did begin to relax and his tongue even started to come out to greet Patrick's cock again. That's when I surprised Randy by pushing the large head of Patrick's cock fully into his mouth without warning!

Randy's eyed suddenly flew open and he gagged a little, but I spoke to him saying, "That's it! That's a good boy. Just relax and feel his cock in your mouth. It's good isn't it?" I started to stroke Randy's cock again to encourage him as I continued to tell him what to do, "That's nice. Now suck on the end of his cock for me! Be my little cuckold bitch and suck on his big, black cock for me!"

I was enjoying a rush of sexual power and I couldn't stop myself from continuing, "You want to see Patrick fuck me with this big cock, right? I want that too, but before I give you that pleasure I want to watch you suck his dick for a while!"

I was stroking Randy's white cock in one hand and Patrick's long black cock in the other as I continued to hold it firmly in Randy's mouth. I smiled as I said, "Look at me! I love seeing you lying there with a big cock in your mouth. You're a good little cocksucking cuckold, aren't you? If you keep this up long enough I'm sure Patrick would be happy to cum in your mouth!" Randy's eyes shot open wide and he looked at me in panic.

I said with a smile, "Don't worry, my little pet, I'm not ready to let that happen; not yet anyway." Randy relaxed a little and I continued, "But you should be happy if I let him do that. You would be lucky to taste his thick, salty-sweet black cum." In fact, you can probably just about taste it now, can't you? I'm sure Patrick is giving you some of his precum as we speak; you're probably sucking it out of his big cock now? Do you taste it? Let me check!"

I suddenly pulled Patrick's cock free of Randy's mouth and I dove on Randy with my mouth and tongue. I explored all around his mouth and then raised up with a smile and said, "I knew it! I could tell he was giving you a little taste of his cum. It's good, isn't it? You did such a good job at sucking his cock that I am going to reward you. You can watch Patrick fuck me now!"

I crawled off Randy and onto the bed next to him and motioned Patrick to join me. Laying sideways across the bed I sprawled my upper body on Randy's stomach and chest with my legs spread wide and said, "C'mon Patrick, bring that big cock to me!" Patrick crawled up between my legs and positioned himself at my pussy. I reached up and grabbed his hips and pulled him in tightly.

Randy had to crane his neck to the side, but he could still see everything. Patrick was kneeling there between my legs, stroking his enormous cock. I was a little fearful of Patrick's size, but I used that to goad Randy further, saying, "My God, look at the size of that thing! I don't think I'll be able to handle it. Lay your cock on my stomach, Patrick."

Patrick dropped his heavy penis and stretched it out across my stomach. I said, "Can you see that, Dear? Can you see how deep inside me he'll be? It must be twice the length of yours!"

I said, "OK, I'm ready." Patrick reached over and grabbed some lubrication and spread it around the head of his cock and then poised himself at my open pussy. He manipulated his penis with his hand, rubbing the head back and forth and probing between my pussy lips, taking it slowly. I felt shocks of electricity shoot up my spine as he stimulated my clit and I moaned at his touch. I said, "Please! Please put your cock in me now!"

Patrick dutifully pushed forward and began to penetrate the wide head of his cock into me, spreading and stretching my pussy lips apart until he was inside. I responded with loud squeals of joy and pleasure. He pushed in farther but I yelled "Stop!" Patrick halted his forward movement with only half of his penis inside me. I breathed deep and said "I can't take any more for now, but damn it feels so good! I had almost forgotten how good it is to have my pussy filled with black cock! Fuck me now!"

Patrick went no deeper, but he did start moving in and out of me, slowly at first but then faster. It felt heavenly. I was panting and groaning with delight. I managed to talk to Randy through the intense feelings rushing through my body, "Holy Shit! His cock feels so good! It's only half inside and it feels amazing! Can you see it, Dear? Thank you for making this possible!"

I knew Randy could see everything and he was not missing a moment. I reached over with my left hand and began to massage Randy's cock while Patrick fucked me. Even Patrick seemed to be enjoying the feeling inside my pussy, fucking me with his eyes closed and concentrating, sweat beading on his muscular chest.

I said to Randy. "Look at Patrick, Dear; I think he likes fucking your wife. I can guarantee that your wife loves fucking him! But it's just not right. I need to feel his whole cock inside me. I need your help my little cuckold!"

I gave Patrick a slap on the thigh to indicate we needed to stop and he separated from me so I could roll over and talk to Randy. I said, "You have done very well so far, little cuck, and I would like to reward you by untying you, but I'm not sure I can trust you to obey me. Will you promise to follow my commands completely and without question?"

Randy was anxious to be released and he immediately answered, "Yes Mistress. I will obey!"

I said, "Because if you don't I will be forced to punish you, or maybe even ask Patrick to punish you!" Randy's eyes widened, but I'm not sure if that was from fear or sexual excitement of having Patrick and I punish him together. Most likely it was both.

Randy said, "I promise I will obey!" So, I crawled up and untied the ropes and allowed him to sit up. He rubbed his wrists and ankles where the ropes had been, but when he thought I wasn't looking he even reached down and touched his penis, which was still rock hard. He had been dying to touch himself all evening.

I said, "I need some help with lubrication so that Patrick's cock can penetrate me fully." I laid back on the bed and spread my legs and said, "Come here, sweet little cuck, and suck my pussy! Make we all wet and ready for more of his big cock."

Randy moved in slowly. He was usually more than eager to eat my pussy and he loved to do it regularly. This time he seemed a little more reluctant, but he obeyed and began to suck and lick at my pussy lips. In the meantime, Patrick stayed kneeling on the bed next to me so that I could stroke and suck his long cock to keep him hard and ready to go.

I encouraged Randy by saying, "That's nice, Sweet Baby! Lick my pussy. Get it nice and wet for me." Randy was getting into it now and eating me out ferociously. I continued, "Wow! You are eating my pussy better than ever! I'll bet I know why. It's because you taste Patrick's big black cock in there, isn't it? I told you that you would learn to love it!"

Randy's licking paused for a moment as if he just realized what I had said, so I reached out with my riding crop and gave him a swift slap across the ass and said, "Get back in there! You aren't done yet!" Randy dutifully resumed licking and I laid back and enjoyed it while continuing to stroke and suck on Patrick.

After a few minutes I gave Randy another, but softer, slap on the ass and said, "That's enough! Your only halfway done. Now come help me up here." Randy came out from between my legs and moved up nearer, apprehensive of what I might have him do next. I said, "You did such a good job getting me all wet that I think you should help me get Patrick ready." Randy's eyes widened.

I told Patrick to stand up on the bed and lean against the headboard. I moved up onto my knees to face him and moved straight to his stiff cock standing nearly at full attention. I motioned for Randy to move in next to me, which he did very slowly. I said, "I need to lubricate Patrick's big cock much more than before in order for him to get inside me and I can't do that alone. I'll show you what I mean."

I took Patrick's cock in both hands and held it out in front of me and immediately dove onto it with my mouth. I was noisily licking and sucking the head and the upper shaft while Randy watched from only a foot away. Patrick closed his eyes and groaned at my mouth action on him. Soon I removed his cock from my mouth and Randy could see my saliva glistening on the upper half of his cock.

"You see?" I said. "Because Patrick is so large I only have enough spit to do half his cock. I need you to help with the rest." Randy pulled back until I grabbed the back of his head and pushed him forward to within just a few inches from Patrick' cock. I sternly said, "You told me I could trust you to obey! Are you breaking your promise now?" Randy sheepishly shook his head, so I relaxed and said, "OK then, watch and learn!"

I lifted Patrick's dark cock with my hand until is was standing straight up, pushed against his belly, and the thick underside of his penis was exposed with his clean-shaven balls hanging below. I leaned forward and, starting at the base of his cock, licked upward with the flat of my tongue all the way to the top of the shaft.

I leaned back and said, "Now you do it!" Randy didn't move and it looked like he was going to say something until I shot him a wicked look and raised the crop. He quickly leaned in closer, but he tried to hold back and stick his tongue out as far as he could until he just barely made contact with the tip of his tongue. He quickly dragged the tip of his tongue half way up the shaft of Patrick's cock, barely making any contact at all. He then stopped to look at me for approval.

I glowered at Randy and said, "That was pathetic! Try again!" He slowly moved in with his tongue stretched far out again, but I had enough of this, so I put my hand on the back of his head and pushed him roughly forward while saying, "Stick out your tongue, goddammit! Lick his cock right this time or I swear to God I'll make you lick his asshole instead!"

Randy apparently took my threat seriously and so he did what I said, with my continued pressure on the back of his head of course. He held his tongue flat and wide and slowly licked upward over the entire length of Patrick's cock. I pulled his head back and said, "That's much better. Now do it again but use more spit. You have to make him wet. I want his cock to glide in my pussy!"

I released Randy's head from my grasp and let him do it alone. To my surprise he did it again correctly without my prodding. When he looked back he almost gave me a smile, proud of his accomplishment. I said, "Much better, but keep doing it until I tell you to quit. I want his dick dripping with your spit!"

Randy gave me a dirty look, but he dutifully leaned back in and licked Patrick's cock again before I had to discipline him. Then he did it again on his own, and again and again. Watching him repeat this motion several times I noticed he was doing it more slowly now. Could he actually be savoring Patrick's cock!

I sensed that Randy was indeed starting to enjoy licking Patrick, especially when we both heard Patrick give a moan of approval and put his hand gently on the back of Randy's head and pull him in a little tighter so that Randy's tongue would put more pressure on his cock. Randy glanced up at Patrick and then at me and he almost smiled as he continued to lick. I felt a twinge of excitement in my pussy at seeing that.

Encouragingly, I said, "That's a good little cuckold! I may teach you to be a good cocksucker yet! Are you enjoying licking Patrick's big, black cock for me? I think you are! But don't be stingy; his cock is big enough for two tongues. Move over a little!"

I leaned in to the left side and began to lick half of Patrick's cock while Randy licked the other half. With my hand I then lowered Patrick's penis so that it stood out straight. To my surprise, Randy, without missing a beat, repositioned himself to start licking the top side of Patrick's cock. We were both soon moving our lips and tongues all over Patrick's long cock, up and down the shaft and over the head, and he was enjoying it immensely, moaning and groaning loudly.

I began to worry that Patrick was going to climax too soon from our combined tongue action, so I pushed his penis back up to vertical and said to Randy, "Let's give his cock a break for a moment. Here, watch and do what I do." Randy watched intently as I moved downward and began to kiss and lick Patrick's clean-shaven balls, then I moved aside. Randy hesitated for a moment to try this new thing, but without complaining he soon tried to copy me, although he didn't dive into it eagerly.

After watching him lightly lick on Patrick's balls for a while I moved back in to correct his technique, showing him what to do. First, I opened my mouth and lightly sucked and licked Patrick's balls, cradling them in my open lips. I kept at this for a minute, eventually sucking one of his balls gently into my mouth and caressing it with my tongue. Then I sat back and said, "Your turn now, Dear. Suck his black balls for me!"

Randy moved forward and resumed half-heartedly licking again. I grabbed the back of his head and pushed his face in farther and said, "No! I told you to suck