The Plan

"God! She's ready," I said to Marcus. My mouth was still full of her pussy.

"What?"

I pulled her pussy up some off my face and said "She's soaking wet," I managed to tell him.

He sat on the bed and lifted my wife up under her arms and sat her on his lap, she straddling and facing him. From my prone position I could see his huge, stiff cock pressing horizontally against Diane's pussy and ass crack. I was still snapping pics as I stood up.

My wife was locked in a deep soul kiss with Marcus and she was rubbing her wet pussy back and forth across his eager cock.

"I think she's ready, aren't you honey?" he asked. She nodded vigorously.

"You'll need a condom on then," I reminded him. He gave me a quizzical look.

"Well, put one on me then!"

I was stunned but he was serious and it was NOT a request. I pulled one of the Magnum condoms out and tore it open. As I approached him, my wife looked back at me, lifted her pussy up off of him and said "Please hurry, dear."

I hesitantly grabbed his juice-covered cock and slid the huge condom down tightly over it. I stood up.

"Well?" he said looking at me.

With that, I grabbed his sheathed cock again and slid it into my wife's waiting pussy. She slammed her pussy down on his cock and grunted. She got almost eight inches in and started working her pussy up and down on it. I couldn't believe how easily that big thing slid in although she still had 4 inches left to work in. But she was gushing juices and seemed to take him without pain, yelling "Yes!" with each thrust. She bounced away on his lap and I resumed taking videos of the hot action.

My dick was straining to be stroked but I was busy.

Diane was screaming "Oh yes!" over and over each time she slammed her pussy down. I got as many picture and video angles as I could before Marcus stood up, got behind her and entered her from behind with one arm around her waist and the other holding chin so he could kiss her while he was fucking her behind.

Her favorite, most erotic position. I knew she loved that position and didn't get to do it because of the size of my dick. But Marcus has no problem with cock left to spare. He thrust his cock inside her as he thrust his tongue into her mouth and I could tell she was in heaven. She groaned non-stop and her body started to shake uncontrollably.

"God babe," I said, "You're the perfect black cock slut," and she screamed as she came hard.

At one point she groaned "Oh God, I love you!" I ached in my chest when she said that. I was still rock hard and flogging away at my dick. I couldn't blame her. He was a magnificent lover with a huge cock and he was giving it all to her.

I switched to video and recorded a jewel as I whacked away at myself. I was getting close so I stopped and concentrated on pics & vids. It was so erotic watching the two of them go at it: watching as he pounded away at her pussy and me knowing she was loving every minute of it and cumming non-stop.

After a long time pounding her from behind, Marcus pulled out and flipped Diane on her back on the bed. I could tell she was still cumming, lying there with her pussy gaping open as he climbed between her legs to enter her again. She squealed and came hard as he lunged in, burying his cock to the hilt. He laid across her white nakedness with his whole body, pinning her to the bed and pounder her deeper into the mattress with each thrust. He thrusted harder and each one caused my wife to grunt "Uh, uh, uh."

"Baby, do you love his big, black cock?" I asked. The answer was obvious.

"God yes!"

"Then tell him."

"I love your big, black cock. I love how you fuck me. I love you."

There, she said it again. It was hot to watch and hear but it still hurt.

He kept fucking her and started whispering in her ear as he pounded. I kept clicking photos or taking videos but I couldn't hear what he was saying to her, only her responses were audible. As he whispered, she replied:

Yes, God yes.

I will.

Oh yes.

I love it.

I love your big, black cock.

I love you.

I'm your black cock slut.

I'll tell him it's your pussy now.

Yes, cum inside me.

Cum inside my pussy.

Yes, deep inside me. Make me yours.

I will, I'll tell him.

This was hot as hell but some of those responses started worrying me. She loves him? Again? Well okay, caught up in the moment. I will, I'll tell him? Tell me what? Marcus started grunted as he thrust away and I could tell he was getting close to cumming. I hoped the condom could contain it all because he predicted a gusher. He looked into my wife's eyes as he fucked her.

"Tell him."

She looked worried, her milky white body still buried beneath his glistening, muscled black body, his giant cock buried deep inside her. She turned to look at me standing there naked, a spectator.

"I want him to cum inside my pussy, baby," she said breathing heavily. She was scared of her own lust buy excited as hell.

"What?" I was stunned. My wife who would never touch a black man wanted Marcus to cum inside her.

"We talked about this. Always use a condom so you don't get pregnant or something else."

She closed her eyes as Marcus continued thrusting into her.

"I know. But it's what he wants. And I want it too. I want it bad. And...he wants you to take the condom off of him."

I stared unbelieving at her as he continued pounding away at her pretty married pussy. My wife's pussy. She said she loves him and now she wants me to take the condom off his big cock so he can cum inside her.

What do I do?

He pulled out of her briefly, and his massive cock hung like a horse. I did as requested. I took the sloppy condom off his engorged black cock.

Then he said "Put it back in."

Another order. I obeyed and it slid right in, a perfect fit now that he had stretched her out. She wrapped her arms around him and he began thrusting his big bare cock into my wife, her legs high in the air and shaking uncontrollably.

"Say it!" he told her.

"My pussy is yours!"

"Say it!"

"God, I want your cock!"

"Say it!"

"Cum inside me, you black God!"

"Again!"

"Cum inside me! Cum inside me! Cum inside me!" she chanted uncontrolled as he picked up the pace, slamming the full length of his naked black cock meat into my wife.

She kept chanting that phrase until he lunged inside her, grunting and filling her abused pussy with his black seed. Her legs shook and she yelled "Yesssss!" as he continued to thrust into her, slowing and finally laying atop her with his full length inside her, draining all his cum into her.

When she finally stopped shaking, he got off her, holding his big cock, climbed up her body and released the remains of his gusher onto her face. She would never let me do that. He stuck his swollen black cock into her mouth and she greedily lapped up his juices and swallowed whatever wasn't splashed across her face. He slowly stroked his cock as she sucked on the head. When he stopped cumming, she dutifully cleaned it off until he was satisfied. I took several pics of her cum-stained face and the cum flowing out of her gaping pussy. I realized I was beating my dick although I had already cum on the floor the same time he was cumming inside my wife.

As he got up and headed for the bathroom, my knees buckled from cumming so hard and I sat on the bed. Moments later it sounded like a horse was pissing a huge stream into a bucket.

My wife lay spent, thoroughly fucked by a big-cocked black master. She had a little smile and she sporadically shivered in orgasmic aftershocks.

"I'll get you a washcloth, honey."

I walked to the sink as Marcus exited the bathroom. He black body glistened in the dim room-light and his cock swung heavily before him like a pendulum.

"I told you I'd treat her right. Now she's a slut for big black cock, just like you wanted. Isn't that right slut?" he said to her. He wasn't bragging, just stating fact.

"I'm your slut for big black cock, baby."

"That was hot," I told him.

"Well, I'm not done with her," he said smiling at me. "She begged me to stay the whole weekend and fuck her hard."

"She did?"

"Yeah, she's got a bad case of jungle fever now. Clean her up and then we'll be in the freshly made-up bed.

I went back to her with a hot, wet washcloth and wiped the cum off her face. She was still laying sprawled across the bed, his cum running out of her pussy. He was right, his first load was a gusher and she loved it all. It soaked the bed, her pussy and face.

"He wants you in the clean bed with him after I'm done cleaning you up. I guess I'll sleep in the chair."

Diane got up slowly and cum ran down her leg. I wiped that up too and she crawled into bed with her black lover, as he instructed. He engulfed her with his hard-looking arms, looking like he was protecting 'his' woman. I could tell she was eating it up. She loved the attention from him.

I heard Marcus say to me "You can sleep on that bed."

So, I did as the Alpha male ordered. I found a semi-dry spot to curl up in.

During the night, I woke up twice to the sound of him pounding Diane's pussy and the second time fucking her oiled ass, all the while she professed her love for him and his huge black cock. It was disturbing listening to my wife but I couldn't stop watching, taking pics and beating my raw dick.

He was amazing to watch: a glistening black Adonis with a massive cock.

The next two days was more of the same but I also ordered meals and drinks and served them in-between sexual bouts. They fucked together, ate together, showered together and lay cuddling until her pussy recovered enough for another pounding. Diane was his woman the whole time and he rewarded her with orgasms from his giant cock all weekend long.

She was exhausted but she never stopped smiling and worshipping him and his cock.

Sunday was actually our anniversary but she spent the day underneath him with his meaty cock filling her stretched pussy.

In the end, as he was leaving, my wife clung to his muscled arm, naked and pleading for him not to leave. She even begged him to come live with us. But he refused.

She stood in the doorway, naked, and watched as he walked away. She was oblivious to other people in the hallway watching.

I was naked on the bed when she plopped down next to me. I was playing with my dick and started playing with her breasts.

"I know it's been a wild weekend but do you want to mess around?"

She pushed my hand away from her.

"No, he was serious about me not having sex with anyone else. I'm hoping we can meet him here next weekend. You don't have to come if you don't want to."

"Babe, you said you loved him. You asked him to come live with us."

"I know. I didn't mean it."

"You sure sounded like you meant it."

She pondered that for a while.

"Okay, yeah, I kinda did mean it. But Jesus, babe, he was fucking my soul. Wasn't he amazing?! Have you ever seen a cock that big? His cock was monstrous and made me cum almost non-stop. I've never cum like that before. Oh my God, did you see the size of his cock? It's the size of your wrist!"

I paused.

"Yeah, I saw it. If you'll remember, I held it. And yeah, it is amazing. And you looked amazing underneath him with that big, black cock inside you."

Diane smiled and laughed.

"It felt amazing! And this 'was' all your idea.

I didn't laugh. She was right.

"And your little dick was hard the whole time."

"My little dick? Thanks."

"Well, comparatively," she said.

"I know."

After a minute I said "Have I lost you?"

After a while she said "No. I still love you but..."

"What?"

"He said my pussy belongs to him now. And I have to admit I love his cock and want more of it, a LOT more of it. And if I don't follow his rules, I could lose him." She paused. "And this was all your idea."

I couldn't speak.

Then she said "I'm sorry I said I love him and I'm sorry I hurt you. But in the heat of the moment, I meant it. All I wanted was for him to cum inside me. It shocked the hell out of me too but God, I wanted it with all my body and soul. I still do."

"So, what can we do about that? Can we work it out knowing I still love you but can't live without his cock? Please?" she begged.

I caved in.

Now she sees him whenever he's available, usually once a week. Sometimes with me watching. Sometimes she goes on her own and stays for days, me sitting at home worrying if she'll ever return.

I still love her and I remember...I asked for this.