A True Marriage

"Are you going to do it?"

"That depends."

"On what?"

"On you, actually. The question is: Would you be able to accept it if I did? By being my bull, Sean doesn't mean that he just wants to be able to fuck me whenever and wherever he wants. He can already do that. What he wants is to be the owner of my cunt. He wants you to know that I'm his nigger sex slave and he can do whatever he wants with me. If I agree to accept him a my bull he's made it clear that he wants me to be completely white owned and that I will be a white cock only slut. No, not slut. I will be a white cock only whore. Not only does he plan to screw me whenever and wherever he pleases, even in front of you and the kids, but he plans to pimp me out to his friends and business associates.

Also, by my being white cock only, you won't ever be able to fuck me again. The only dicks that will be filling my mouth, pussy, and ass will belong to white men." Crystal had a devilish look in her eyes, which, added to the smoldering embers of lust already burning there created an expression that was both sensual and sinister. "But there are other things we can do together. My being white cock only doesn't mean I'm white tongue only. So you can still come home and enjoy the delicious flavor of my cum filled pussy after I've been fucked while you're at work, when I come home after Sean has taken me out to party with some of his friends.

"Another thing you should know is that he wants to own you and the kids. When he comes here he wants to be the king in his castle. He wants the entire family to be his to do with as he wishes. He plans to fuck the girls when they are old enough and he intends to humiliate you as much as possible. Not only by fucking me in front of you, but he also wants me do porn. He's told me about this fetish raceplay site that he wants to submit the videos to. He wants me to do nigger impregnation porn. He says he wants me to do films where I'm with one guy and get pregnant, with two guys, and he wants to film it as white guys gangbang a baby into me. And he wants you to agree to that."

"He wants me to agree to his fucking our girls?"

"When they're old enough and ready," Crystal nodded.

"He does know that Shawna is his daughter, doesn't he? Is he going to fuck her too?"

"He knows she's his, and yes he plans to fuck her too. When we talked about it, he said that she is just as much a nigger whore as her mother. He's made it clear to me that he plans to keep her as his own personal pet pussy, to screw and breed regularly."

"And you want to do this?"

Crystal was rubbing her pussy faster and her hips were rising and falling in a fucking motion as she ground her hot snatch against the palm of her hand, four fingers plunged deep inside of her.

"Yes," she said in a panting voice. Her answer came without the slightest hesitation. "You know I do. Being a nigger fucktoy for white men is what a black woman is meant to do. And, of course, I want the same for my daughters. I don't care if it is incest, I want Shawna to fuck and breed with her father. I know that if my father had been white he would definitely be one of my bulls. I would be fucking him constantly and I would make sure he knocked me up often. As for what Shawna might want, I'm sure that once she realizes that we're not going to condemn her for it, and we don't consider there to be anything wrong with it, she will be happy to be her daddy's private little nigger whore. The question is: What do you want? Do you want things to continue like they are, with you vicariously getting your jollies by watching me live out my sexual fantasies, or do you want to live out your fantasies too?"

Her question confused me, and I guess it showed on my face because she elaborated a bit.

"I know what you really want, Kev, and I've known for some time," Crystal smiled, a perverse gleam in her golden highlighted eyes. "I think I need to confess something I don't believe you have ever taken into consideration. I've known about the cameras long before now."

She was right. I hadn't considered that she might be aware that I was video taping her sexual interactions. Because of lack of nervousness and completely absorbed manner that she had displayed when with her lovers, until that very moment, it hadn't occurred to me to wonder about it. Now she was telling me that she knew she was being taped and it surprised me.

"How long?"

"I discovered the cameras a few days after we returned from our honeymoon. I figure you put them in immediately after we got back, and since I immediately started fucking Derek and Terry after we returned home you got to watch me for two days without my knowing. What it seems you haven't realized is that I am the one who does most of the cleaning in the house. Because I am a fastidious person I know every nook and cranny of this place. So I quickly became aware of the cameras. I was equally aware of when you added additional cameras and the microphones to pick up my moans and screams of pleasure."

"So you didn't just find the recordings, you knew about them for ten years. All that time you knew I was watching you and you didn't say anything until now. Why?" I asked.

"When I first noticed the cameras I was scared that you were going to divorce me, so I didn't say anything, hoping that you wouldn't."

"But you didn't stop fucking other men."

"No. I didn't stop, and you know why."

"You're addicted to white cock."

"Yes. I'm addicted to white cock. And I'm addicted to white pussy. I can't go a day without it, and you've seen that. When time passed and you didn't say anything about my sexual activities, even the orgies and gangbangs, and with you coming home to eat my pussy every day, with me knowing that you knew my cunt was full of cum when you were tonguing it, I became less nervous. Then Sienna was born, with a burnished brown skin tone and mousy brown hair, and you accepted her as your daughter even though I knew you knew she wasn't yours."

"She is mine. Even though I'm not the one who knocked you up on our honeymoon, I love her as my daughter."

"You mean you're not the one who knocked me up before our wedding. I know you thought I got knocked up on our honeymoon, but that isn't true. Actually, I got knocked up by Mr. Sanders during the time I went to spend time with my family before the wedding. Sienna is his daughter, named after my grandmother. He took my cherry with that big white cock of his, so I felt it was only right that he be the father of my first child.

"Anyway, after she was born and you claimed her as your own without the slightest reservation, I stopped feeling nervous about things. I realized that you knew I was fucking white men barebacked and it turned you on to see me do it, to eat me out afterwards, and to watch them impregnate me. I also realized that it didn't matter if I gave birth to brown haired, bronze skinned babies like Sienna or light golden skinned ones with blond hair, you would love them just the same and that made me feel so much more secure in our marriage.

"It seemed you were okay with my being a nigger slut for white cock and nothing could have made me happier than to know that. Or so I thought. But then, figuring you were jerking off to the recordings, I wanted to see you do it while you watched me. I wanted to know what got you hard, my being with white guys or white girls or both. Did you like seeing me eating white pussy or sucking white cock. Did you like it when I was with one guy, two guys, being gangbanged, or in an orgy with several white girls and white guys. Curious, I put cameras in your office here at home. Since you don't clean up the house you didn't notice them and they've been there a while."

I looked at her and remained silent. When I didn't speak she continued on.

"At first I thought you were just taking a voyeuristic enjoyment from watching me. But after a while I got to see that there was more to it than I knew."

Crystal reached out to pick up the remote and point it toward the computer console attached to the television. Suddenly the picture of her riding her black snatch up and down on a big white prick was replaced by a depiction of me in alone in my office. In the video I was completely nude and watching Crystal riding on another guy's big cock as I stroked the large ebony shaft of my cock with my right hand, at the same time, with my left hand, I held a long, fat white dildo beneath me and was riding my ass up and down on it in time with her movements on the screen.

"I thought you were just getting off on watching me, but that wasn't it at all. You were fantasizing about being me. You were fantasizing about being a nigger bitch. Being spit on, pissed on, and impregnated by big cocked white studs." She looked at me questioningly. "When did you decide that you wanted to be a nigger bitch, because I certainly never suspected I married one."

There was no point in denying it, the proof was right there on the screen in front of us. At first it was just me getting off on watching my wife's sexual exploits with white men and women. I don't know exactly when it changed, but one day I suddenly began to view things from her perspective, imagining the intensity of the pleasure she was feeling. The next thing I knew I was fucking my ass with dildoes and imagining it was me being treated like a hot black slut who craved big white dick. And, as if to confirm what she was saying, I could be heard moaning obscenely through the speakers.

"Oh. Oooooh. Fuck my hot black ass. Fuck me hard and deep with your big white cock. Oh. Oh. Fuck me like the nigger whore I am," I could be heard moaning.

She had obviously edited her recording as I had mine, because the picture shifted to become one where I lay on my back, one hand behind me to hold the long, fat phallus of white rubber in position as my hips rose and fell in a fucking motion that had me spiking my ass down hard on the massive fake cock. Also like me, she had placed her cameras in various places to catch a variety of angles, so the scene began with a side view but then shifted to a close up of the space between my legs, displaying the wide stretched hole greedily gobbling up the dildo again and again, taking it hard and deep.

"That's what you want isn't it? You want to be a white cock owned nigger bitch, don't you?" Crystal smiled. "And the reason that you can accept my being a white cock whore is because you know, in your heart of hearts, that if you had been born a beautiful black woman you would white owned and white bred too.

"So my question is, do you really want to be the slutty black bitch you fantasize about when you're alone, sucking and getting fucked by big dicked white studs, or is it just a fantasy? Do you want to feel a real cock inside you, pounding you hard and deep before shooting you full of hot cum, or are you content playing with toys?

"Sean thinks you would be a gorgeous chocolate bitch."

Suddenly my heart began to pound. She was right. The fantasy of being fucked by a white man and treated like a slut was one thing, but facing the reality of it was something altogether different. Despite the subject matter being of my submission to big dicked white studs, I understood that my masturbatory fantasies were under my control. What Crystal was talking about was a complete change of life to the living out of the reality and acceptance of my place as a nigger bitch. I was really tempted to say yes to her proposal. Even with the nervous fear sending icy tendrils through my heart, I wanted to say yes.

Staring at myself on the screen I saw that it was a scene where I lay on my side next to the wall, my upper leg was bent to spread myself and my foot was flat on the floor to give me support for my movement. With both of my hands behind me gripping the base of my thickest dildo to hold it in place against the wall, I pushed back, using my leg to assist the motion, and humped my hips to fuck myself on it. I looked totally whorish. And I know I felt absolutely whorish when I was doing it. Remembering that I was watching Crystal being gangbanged and doing a triple penetration, taking a white cock in her mouth, another in her pussy, and another in her ass as I rammed my ass on the monster dildo had me almost as turned on as I had been that day. On that day, if one of her lovers would have come into the room and wanted to fuck me, I would have definitely let him. Thinking of that day, my cock was a hard and throbbing mass of flesh and my ass was tingling with a desire to be fucked.

"So Sean knows?" I observed as I tried to remain clear headed and not succumb to my lust.

"Yes. He knows everything. Which is why he says it's up to you. He doesn't just want to be my bull, he wants to be the family bull. He wants to be the girls' bull. And he wants to be your bull too."

I turned to look at my wife.

"Your lover wants to fuck me?"

"Yes. If you'll have him. And you've seen how he gets me off so you know he's a great fuck. He's tall and muscular, with a supersized white cock that I know you'll love to feel inside you. But first you have to agree to accept him as your bull, and then you have to prove that you are really willing to be the white owned nigger slut you imagine being."

"Prove it how?" I asked, curious as to what hoops I would have to jump through prove my willingness to be used as the sexual property of a white man if I could make the decision to say yes to his proposal.

"He wants you to get fucked by somebody. He wants me to dress you up as a woman and take you out and get you fucked. He doesn't want to go through the hassle of having you say you accept it but, not having had the experience of being fucked, changing your mind at the last moment. He wants to be sure you know what you are agreeing to if you say yes," Crystal explained. She reached out to place her hand over mine, squeezing it as it absently squeezed and stroked my pulsing hardness through the front of my pants. She smiled coaxingly. "Say yes, baby. You know you want to. Say yes and we'll go out and get that hot black ass of yours properly fucked by a big white cock. Free that nasty nigger whore inside you and let me show you what it's really like to be a hot, black fucktoy. You want that, don't you? Yeah, you want it. So just do. Be the white dick worshipping nigger bitch you've dreamed about being."

"It's not as easy a decision as you might think. What you're asking is a total life altering commitment. Can I have a few days to think about it?" I asked.

"Sure. But I don't know why you are going to waste the time. We both know you're going to say yes. And, if you think about it, you will not be changing all that much. The only real difference is that instead of imagining you are a nasty nigger bitch, you will be a real one. Instead of riding a rubber cock, you will be sucking and getting fucked by real white cocks and feeling white men cum inside your mouth and ass."

She was right. Taking the time to think about it was a waste of time. Sure, I had concerns that made me reluctant. Who wouldn't have? Consideration regarding how the kids would respond, what my parents and my brother would think if they found out that Crystal was doing fetish raceplay porn or that I was just a hot whore and getting fucked by white men just as much as she was, and how would it affect my effectiveness at my job. The Hollywood response to Caitlyn Jenner aside, I was pretty sure revelation of my sexuality, especially the racial aspect of it, would not be as accepted by my coworkers. But after only two weeks and a conversation with Sean, where I tried to limit things and he put me in my place, telling me that a nigger bitch does what she's told and doesn't make demands of her bull. He said that he had contemplated my concerns and didn't give a fuck. Grabbing me around the throat and pushing me back until I banged hard against a wall, he said that he would let me go to work as usual and not that he would allow me to keep the identity I had there so that I could support Crystal and the kids, but when I was home I would be his bitch to do with as he pleased.

Of course Sean and I both knew that it would be impossible for things to remain a complete secret for long. He was just trying to make it easier for me to accept and commit to the decision I had already made.

At the end of our conversation, Crystal reminded me that there was something I had to do first.

"You are going to be a real whorish nigger bitch, Kev. I'm going to see to it. Just give me a few weeks to put things together. We have to go shopping and get you wigs, make-up, and a new wardrobe. I'm thinking the clothing won't be a problem, but finding shoes your size might be. Then I'll have to teach yu how to walk in heels," she smiled happily. "This is going to be fun. Hot and nasty fun.

"Just so you know, I'm going to be using you as my bitch just as much as Sean. From now on my cunt might be white cock only, but it will remain black tongue receptive," she said, a nasty gleam in her eye. "I will still be feeding you my pussy after it's been fucked. How else is it going to get cleaned?"

"So not everything is going to change."

"Well, there is a slight change and I think it's something you will enjoy. From now on the cum in my gash will be fresher because you will be there when Sean fucks it into me." Her hazel eyes burning with lust, Crystal went to where Sean was seated and knelt down beside him. She began to open the front of his pants. "I think you need a small demonstration of what you can expect from me."

Right then and there, with me sitting only an arm's length away from them, my wife pulled out the blond haired white stud's enormous cock and began to suck it in front of me. I watched as the huge shaft grew erect in her hand and beneath the ministrations of her lips and tongue. When it was stiff and throbbing, Sean turned to look at me.

"Look at this black bitch suck my cock. Soon you'll be sucking my cock too, you fucking nigger whore," he growled in a voice hoarse with sexual hunger. He grabbed her head between his hands and began to hump his hips up at her face, thrusting the long, fat shaft of his meaty prick into her mouth and throat. "I'm going to be fucking your mouth like this until I cum and you're going to love it.

"Look at her. Look at her soft brown lips wrapped around a white cock. Look at the greedy way she sucks white cock. She looks absolutely perfect with a big white dick in her mouth. She looks just as good with a white dick splitting the plump lips of her juicy, black pussy and between the soft, round cheeks ass. Worshipping white cock is what you nigger whores were created for. Yeah, bitch. Being used for the pleasuring of white cock and white cunt is all you're good for."

I watched Crystal suck his cock, her brown lips making loud slurping sounds while gliding up and down the shaft of Sean's prick as she sucked it like a cum starved whore. I watched the way she worked her mouth on his throbbing hardness, drool streaming from the corners of her lips to spill in glistening streams over his balls. Noticing the mess she was making at his crotch, she let his cock fall free and began to clean the spit and precum from the yellow blond hairs covering his pelvis and scrotum. And as I watched, seeing the way her small hand was wrapped his massive erection as it pulsed in the air, I found my mouth watering with a desire to join her. When she had finished lapping up the overflow she resumed swallowing the throbbing column of hot male flesh that pulsed within her grasp.

"That's right. Suck that white cock, bitch. Suck my cock while I fuck your face," Sean groaned with pleasure as he held her head and humped harder and faster, sending his meaty shaft plummeting repeatedly into the heated depths of her throat. "Yeah. That's it. That's it. Suck my dick, you nasty nigger whore. Show Kevin what a white cock slut you are and how a black bitch worships big white cocks."