Reluctant Wife Gets Blackedbyrich0524©
Do you see the title? That does not mean she gets spray painted black. Neither is she a coal miner's wife. This is another story of a well hung black male and a white man's wife. Of course, the white man has a little wee-wee. You expected it the other way around? How Foolish! If this isn't your sort of fiction, you have my sworn permission to read something else.
At 55, Bob Mitchell was an unhappy camper! For the last six months, he hadn't been able to keep an erection long enough to satisfy his young wife. His dick would get hard, but wouldn't stay that way. At first Viagra had helped, but now, even that potent drug no longer worked.
Sitting alone in his study, he was trying to think of when his problem had begun. He knew what was wrong, but not how to do anything about it. When sexually excited, his dick began leaking pre-cum, not only pre-cum, but actual cum. As soon as this happened, he lost his erection. It happened every time he tried making love to his beautiful wife. HuCho was twenty years younger and built like a little Asian sex goddess.
Remembering four years earlier when he was recuperating from triple bypass surgery. He had placed an inquiry in the want ads for a live-in housekeeper. Bob was relaxing in the sun on the front porch when HuCho had gotten out of her car that first time. Though she had an appointment for an interview, he wasn't prepared for her youth and beauty. Before their first words, he knew he would do, or agree to anything, if she would only accept and stay.
Her voice was soft and musical, and her smile bright as a Summer day. In a half hour of conversation, Bob loved her more than anything else in the world. She was going to college for her Masters and needed a job with flexible hours, a place to live and some money for expenses. I immediately agreed to everything she asked.
She liked my large house and the fact there were two completely furnished bedrooms. When I asked when she could start, she said, "My clothes are in the car. All I have to do is carry them in and you have a housekeeper."
The following weeks and months were like a dream of paradise. After more than a month, she came to my bed one lonely night. By then, I was physically able to gently make love to the sweetest person I had ever known. I had been scared to make the first move out of fear of offending her and maybe losing her forever. From that night forward, he could never get enough of her body.
Later, he was forced to retire because his job had been physically demanding. Now, with his pension and Social Security Disability each month, he had nothing to occupy his mind and body. He was able to care for himself, but HuCho continued living with him. She was as much a part of his life as life itself. With no fanfare or ceremony, they were married by a Judge at the County Courthouse. HuCho received her Masters and almost immediately found a well paying job.
Bob was thinking. That's the day my problems began! Being home everyday and bored to death was when I started browsing the Internet. Finding the adult websites and reading sex stories day after day. Watching x-rated videos while masturbating, and beginning to fantasize of HuCho fucking another man was my downfall. Every story or movie, had a giant cock fucking a small pussy while the woman went crazy with lust. The wife was always better satisfied with a bigger cock than the small dick of her husband. Bob knew his five inches fit that category and he came to believe he must give his wife what she secretly desired.
Finding the cuckold sites reinforced his belief that he was depriving his wife of true happiness. Clicking on the links of interracial cuckolds destroyed him! He had found what his wife must have! He could cum without touching himself, just by watching and reading of the huge black cocks stretching those tiny pussy's. Not once did he read of a woman that didn't want that black monster buried deep inside her body. There were many instances of wives resisting what they secretly craved, but all resistance evaporated once it was inside their pussy. Every website said the same thing, so it must be true.
Constantly on his mind was the vision of his petite wife surrendering to a black lover. Whenever he tried making love to her, this vision caused his dick to leak a steady stream of cum and immediately go soft. Masturbating during the day never prevented his problem in the evening.
Bob and HuCho talked of his problem many times and she knew Viagra didn't work the way it was advertised. What she never knew was the real problem and his warped fantasy. She thought something might be wrong with her, but couldn't imagine what it could be. She knew one thing for certain, she was horny as Hell! Bob was very good with his tongue, but that got old fast. She wanted him to fuck her like he so often did before.
My friends warned this might happen, HuCho was thinking. Never marry a man twenty years your senior, they said. Maybe they were right, but he is so tender and kind, and she loved him dearly. Except for sex, she was perfectly satisfied with their relationship. He had been talking weird lately, though. Several times, after he had eaten her to climax, he had mentioned her having sex with another man. Bob was the second man she had ever slept with, so she didn't understand what he was talking about.
HuCho was in shock and speechless! Bob had shown her a dirty website about black men having sex with women while their husbands watched! She was disgusted beyond belief! "How could you show me such a thing? Is that the kind of woman you think I am?"
"I'm sorry Honey. I was only thinking of you and your needs." Bob apologized. "I know I can't satisfy you any longer and I just want you to be happy. I may never get any better and I know you are already tired of me eating you."
"So, you think watching me getting fucked by a black man is going to solve all our problems? How can you be so stupid? Another thing, why in God's name did you suggest a black?" HuCho asked angrily.
"Well, I thought if I was there, I could protect you if something went wrong. The other thing, a black is supposed to be a more patient, better lover. I wanted you to have the best, if you decided to accept." Bob tried explaining.
"I'm not going to accept and I won't need your protection." HuCho stated with finality.
"Okay, I'm sorry I brought it up, but will you do me one favor? Please?" Bob asked.
"Since you are already at the computer, please read these Blogs from couples that have tried interracial sex. Just read what they say before you scream at me." Bob asked. Bob knew what the Blogs said. He had been reading them for months. Each and every one praised their husbands for introducing them to the best sex of their lives.
To shut Bob up, HuCho read and looked at pictures for the next half hour. She still couldn't believe all this was happening. All these women must be crazy! How could so many accept another man while their husband watched? Was there that much difference in Chinese and American culture? Every husband professed love for his wife, so why would they let a huge black man fuck them? Americans were definitely weird! "Okay! I don't want to see any more." said HuCho. "Every American woman couldn't possibly be like this. These are crazy people!"
"Oh, one last thing." HuCho said. "Just how big are these black dicks, anyway?"
"I don't know. They're all different, but usually 9 or 10 inches, sometimes 11. He answered.
"How many centimeters is that?" She asked.
"How do I know? I don't know anything about centimeters. We use inches. Wait, let me get a ruler and I will show you." Bob suggested.
HuCho gasped when she saw the length he was telling her those women were taking. "That's impossible! No man is that long, and if he was, no woman is going to take all of it. Here look at this. See? Ten inches would be above my belly button. A woman can't take something that far inside her belly."
"Wait a minute!" Bob clicked to a saved website of well hung blacks. "Look at this one! See! He has a ruler next to his dick and he is almost 10 inches long."
HuCho couldn't believe it, but it looked real! Was it possible blacks were bigger and longer than she had ever imagined? If that's true, then is it true a woman could take all his length? It didn't matter because she was never going to find out!
After that evening, Bob shut up about sharing her, but magazines suddenly appeared with well hung black men on the cover. She never picked one up, but one night Bob brought a magazine to bed with him.
With her head on his arm, he was flipping through the book, looking at the photos and reading the captions underneath. She tried not to look, but that was impossible. Handing her the magazine, he said, "Honey, while I'm eating you, hold this for me." Without another word, he slipped down her body and placed his mouth over her throbbing, hungry pussy.
HuCho slowly looked at the photos of black men in different states of arousal. Every one of them seemed to have a cock the size of her arm. She had to admit Bob's tongue felt different, as she was excited more and more from the photos of shiny black cocks. She tried to imagine one of those forcing its way inside her vagina. Suddenly, Bob's tongue flicked her clitoris at just the right moment and she saw stars as the biggest climax yet coursed through her body.
Working each day for the next several weeks was the only way HuCho kept her sanity. Bob was always after her to look at his special websites, or filthy magazines. Finally, one slow day at work, as several of the women were sitting around gossiping, HuCho blurted out. "Do American women have boyfriends besides their husbands?"
The others almost fell out of their chairs laughing. Finally, Ethel said, "Honey, without my special boyfriend, I would have divorced that bum I'm married to, years ago."
Mary, the only black female of the group, said, "You know that young man that parks our cars? Well, he parks his shoes under my bed every chance he gets. Believe me, he gets plenty of chances!"
"I've got two that come visiting each time my Tom leaves town, and Tom is a traveling salesman." Julie laughed. "Now, why would you bring that subject up? You looking for a boyfriend? If so, I know some single guys that would love a little thing like you."
"No. No. I'm perfectly happy with the man I have." HuCho explained. " I was reading a magazine and there was a long article about infidelity. I couldn't believe it was as widespread as the article said."
Laughing, Mary answered. "I don't know about widespread, but believe me, I spread wide every time I can."
After that conversation, HuCho was more amendable to Bob's suggestions. She attempted to see her husband's point of view. At last, she asked him, "If I was to agree to what you keep talking about, how would you even find a man to participate? You have somebody hid out in the garage, or something?"
Bob almost fell over in shock! "We'll do it together, so there won't be any surprises." Bob almost shouted from excitement. "First thing is to place an ad on one of the adult personals. Then we just wait and screen the answers."
"How will you know if he's clean, or not? What if he has a disease? How do you know he won't be dangerous or a rapist?" She asked worriedly. She hadn't actually said she would go through with this little escapade, but Bob had gotten so excited, she didn't know how to burst his bubble without hurting him terribly. Maybe, nobody would even answer the ad, or all of them were unsuitable. She knew she could find something wrong with each of them.
The second day after the ad was posted, there must have been a hundred answers, with more coming in every hour. The answers without pictures were deleted immediately, also answers from whites or Hispanics. Their ad had specifically asked for a photo and blacks only.
Bob explained. "If they don't send a photo, they have something to hide. If they're white or Hispanic, they're too ignorant to understand English. That still leaves us about 60 answers to sift through." Sitting together in front of the monitor, they began their search. It didn't take long to delete more than 50 of the prospects as unsuitable. HuCho found some small defect in the remaining hopefuls. Bob never gave her an argument whenever she pointed out something she didn't approve of.
It was the third day before they received an answer HuCho couldn't find a reason to reject. James was a handsome black, 28, well built and in the military. His photo showed him naked, except for a towel. He stated he had a thick, nine inch cock and could remain hard through multiple orgasms.
At first, HuCho said he was too young. Bob reminded her she wasn't looking for a boyfriend or husband. When she suggested he might have a disease, Bob told her the military didn't allow soldiers to run around with social diseases. She couldn't find any more excuses at the moment.
Bob sent an e-mail asking their most likely prospect for a more detailed look at his lower body. HuCho nervously waited for his reply, not knowing what else to do, or say. She felt trapped in a situation with no way out. Why had she let this happen?
The reply finally came and he was more striking without the towel. His huge cock was long and hard, sticking up at a 45 degree angle. His body was a light chestnut brown, but his member was jet black with a dark purplish head peeking through the foreskin. Staring at the photo, HuCho felt a shiver of fear when she thought she might be fucked by that monster. At the same time, she wondered if it was possible for her small body to accept such a huge cock. The forbidden thought brought a feeling of wetness between her thighs.
Events slowly edged forward, as the couple talked with James on the phone. At first, HuCho refused to speak with James, but the constant urging from Bob had her finally having their first conversation. She was amazed at his deep, cultured voice. He won her friendship when he spoke of his loneliness by being a thousand miles from home and family. She knew the feeling and lived with it every day. It became a daily occurrence for James to call each evening, speaking with Bob and HuCho. The conversations slowly became more intimate and personal. James was anxious to arrange a meeting, but HuCho continued finding excuses to delay the inevitable.
Late one Friday afternoon, the doorbell rang and Bob jumped up to answer. HuCho thought that strange, since he seldom liked answering the door. Hearing him talking to someone, she thought it was a neighbor coming to visit. Looking up as they entered the living room, she saw a black man close behind Bob. Not recognizing James from his picture, she was startled when Bob introduced him. Embarrassment and shame flooded her face and she wished she could disappear into the sofa.
Seeing her embarrassment, James stepped forward and said. "I'm terribly sorry for surprising you like this. The two of us decided this was the only way we would ever meet. I see that was a bad mistake and poor judgement on our part. I'll leave now, but let me again tell you how sorry I am."
HuCho had gotten over her shock and surprise. Being the ever gracious host, she answered, "No, please don't go. Since you're here, at least stay for coffee. I was caught off guard, but, I'm okay now." Saying this, she went to the kitchen to brew a fresh pot of coffee, leaving Bob and James alone to plot their next devious move.
Leaning against the counter in the kitchen, HuCho's knees were so weak, she could hardly stand. "Now, what do I do?" She mumbled to herself. A dozen mixed up thoughts raced through her brain, but no solution short of screaming at Bob and forcing James to leave. She decided it wasn't the fault of James. Bob had placed the ad and James had answered, believing he had found a consenting wife for sex. Everything was Bob's fault! The only thing to do was be friendly and polite. Later, James would leave when he saw she wasn't going to spread her legs for him. That would be the end of a bad situation and never would she let something like this happen again!
The next few hours seemed to pass very quickly, and suddenly it was time to call it an evening. Bob had to open his big mouth and suggest James stay over, sleeping in the spare bedroom. James had a weekend pass and his overnight bag was in the car. HuCho thought he certainly came prepared!
The bath connected both bedrooms, and being a guest, James had first call for the shower. A few minutes after the shower stopped, HuCho thought James had vacated the room, neglecting to open their side of the doors. Bob was dozing on the king size bed, so she entered the bathroom, only to come face to face with a completely naked James! She gasped, as her eyes were drawn like magnets to the huge cock swinging between his muscular thighs.
"I'm sorry! I just finished shaving and forgot about being in here so long." James explained.
Not knowing what to do, and unable to take her eyes from his pulsing meat, HuCho stammered. "It's my fault. I should have knocked first." Staggering away, her back hit the edge of the door frame.
Seeing the flash of pain on her face, James reached to steady her. HuCho was off balance, and accidentally stumbled against his hard body. As his arms encircled her waist, she was aware of his cock pressing against her stomach. It seemed to throb and beat with a rhythm of its own! Backing away, she could see his dick was already getting erect. Looking into his eyes, HuCho could see desire and lust for her body reflected on his face. She was scared to death, but at the same time excited from having the power to excite a strange man in this fashion.
Taking her hand in his, he pulled her toward his bedroom. "No! I'm not going in there with you." She hissed.
"Nothing is going to happen." James said quietly. "We need to talk privately about your feelings and what you are willing to do, or not do. I promise that is all I have in mind. After we talk and you still want me to leave, I'll go immediately."
HuCho glanced behind her and saw Bob sleeping peacefully. Thinking there was no harm in talk, and Bob only a few feet away, she let herself be guided into the other bedroom. James had draped a towel over his manhood as they sat on the bed a few feet from each other. It made her think of a tent, except this tent was alive and dangerous.
"First, let me tell you how I feel. I have never known an Asian before you. I don't remember even speaking to one before we talked on the phone. I never realized how beautiful and petite you were going to be. You're like a delicate doll that has to be touched carefully to preserve their beauty. I'll tell you up front that I want to make love to you, but not without your full permission. I would never harm or hurt you. That, you must believe!
"Thank you for being honest and straight-forward with me. This was all Bob"s idea and I let him talk me into his scheme. I don't think I could ever sleep with a man other than my husband. You're very handsome and I know you must be a tender lover, but I don't believe I can go through with this." HuCho explained.
"I'll leave when you ask me to, but before that happens, at least feel of what you are refusing. That would make me very happy, just to know you didn't completely reject me." So saying, James took her hand and placed it under the small towel.
HuCho jumped as if she had touched a red hot stove. Then, almost on their own volition, her small fingers gently grasped his manhood. She was surprised how velvety it felt, yet so firm and powerful. He removed the towel, and she saw her fingers wrapped around the dark shaft. They didn't come close to completely surrounding the huge monster. She watched mesmerized, as a large drop of pre-cum appeared in the pencil size hole of the large head. She resisted the strange urge to bend over and lick it off.