Without Strings

Kyle opened the door to his brownstone and walked through, calling for Gwen as he closed the door behind him.

"I'm in the kitchen!" she called back, her voice echoing through the house. It was a familiar, comforting sound, and it always brought a smile to his face. He headed towards the kitchen, taking in the familiar sights and smells of their home. The walls were adorned with pictures of their friends, family, and the occasional adventure they'd gone on together.

As he rounded the corner, he saw Gwen standing at the kitchen island, her back to him as she chopped vegetables with precision. Her shoulder-length blonde hair was pulled back into a messy bun, revealing her neck and the delicate, tanned skin that he'd grown to love over the years. She was wearing a simple, yet stylish black dress that accentuated her curves in all the right places. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of desire in his stomach as he watched her move.

"Hey, you," she said, not turning around. "How was your day?" Her voice was soft and sweet, like honey on a summer day.

"Not too bad, I guess. I finished up the paperwork for the new model" Kyle said with a chuckle. At this Gwent turned around and grinned at their secret. "Oh, and hey... Guess who contacted me?"

Gwen turned to look at Kyle still holding the knife in her hand. "Who?" Her face lit up with curiosity.

"I said guess." Kyle responded with a smile. "Anyway, Tristan called. He's been having a rough time, apparently. His girlfriend of two years has been cheating on him with his best friend. I invited him over tomorrow night. You know, to talk and all that."

Kyle leaned in and kissed Gwen on the lips. "Oh, yeah... before I forget. I did all the paperwork today, so you can come tomorrow and sign. Maybe meet the guys and then, you should be good to go and start strutting your sexy ass all over my workplace." Kyle said, with a playful grin and attempting to grab Gwen's ass.

Gwen giggled and swatted his hand away. "Oh, you. I can't wait to start working with you, but let's not forget who's going to be the boss here." She teased, before turning back to the chopping board. "Anyway, I'm sure Tristan will be glad to have someone to talk to. I always did think he was a bit of a loner since moving away."

Kyle walked over and sat at the kitchen table, while Gwen continued making food. "Well, I wouldn't say loner, just life took him a different way than me, ya know?"

After the couple finished dinner, they opted for a movie night. "Wine?" Gwen asked as she walked into the room carrying a bottle. Kyle nodded as Gwen sat the glasses, she had been carrying down on the coffee table.

Pouring the wine, Kyle looked lovingly at Gwen. "My god, babe. You are absolutely beautiful." Hearing this, she glanced in his direction and smiled.

"You're too sweet."

After pouring the wine into two glasses she sat next to Kyle on the couch. Extending her bare legs across his lap and they cuddled. "So, what are you in the mood for tonight?" asked Kyle. Gwen shrugged.

"I have an idea." Kyle said as he searched through the streaming channels. Gwen looked over at him with a puzzled look on her face as she saw him select PronHub. She grinned when he noticed her reaction and looked back to the screen.

Scrolling through quite a bit of videos, he finally landed on one and selected it. "Uh... BBC ravages wife?" Gwen asked looking over at Kyle.

"Sure. Why not?" he said as Gwen chuckled and turned back to the video that was now starting up.

The screen showed a woman, who looked to be in her mid-thirties, lying on a bed, her long blonde hair spread out across the pillow. She was wearing a revealing white lingerie set that accentuated her curves and left very little to the imagination. The camera then panned to reveal a well-built black man, completely naked, entering the room. The woman rolled and focused her attention to the man as he approached. "Well, hello there." the woman said.

Without a word, the man walked even closer, and lip locked with the woman. They got entwined in a very passionate kiss. His full lips appearing to engulf the woman's, as their tongues visibly slopped in and out of their mouths. As their kissing continued the woman reached down and grabbed the man's, now growing black penis. As she stroked, the man slowly bucked his hips into her movement. His hands traveled to the woman's breast, and he began to squeeze.

Gwen glanced over at Kyle, and he was staring at the screen intently, a slight grin on his face. She wondered how much of this he had seen before, or if it was all new to him. She felt a warmth spreading through her own body as she watched the couple on the screen, their passionate connection almost tangible.

As the man's dick grew more, Gwen noticed his size. "Wow. That's a big dick." she said, glancing at Kyle. He nodded and began sliding his and along her bare thigh. She curled her toes as she realized how hot she was getting.

The woman sucking on the man's cock was now beginning to struggle with his size. She would break from lunging it down her through and focus her efforts on his balls. The woman would try to fit an entire testicle in her mouth, releasing it with a popping sound. Then, immediately return to licking his sack.

Gwen's heart raced as she watched the couple, her own body beginning to react to the scene unfolding before her. She felt a familiar ache in her core, and she knew that if she didn't do something about it soon, she was going to be in trouble. "Uh... Kyle?" she said, her voice a little shaky. "You think... we could..."

He glanced over at her, a mischievous smile on his face. "Oh, I think we could do a lot of things," he said, nodding toward the screen. "But I think they've got it pretty well handled over there." He reached out and ran a finger down her arm, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin.

"You're an ass." she said playfully at his torment. He just smiled. They both returned to the scene that was unfolding before them. The man had begun to aggressively maneuvered the woman around so that he could reach her pussy while he was standing, and she was still lying in the bed. A few rubs of the head of dick onto her increasingly wet pussy... he then shoved the rather large member into the woman.

Her expression widened and her moans increased. "Even though the man's cock entered her rather slowly, the deepness and the girth of that thing must have been heaven" Gwen thought to herself completely captivated by the interaction between the two actors on the screen.

"Oh, fuck yeah!" the woman exclaimed as she felt the man's full length inside of her. "Oh, that's good!" She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer and letting him know that she wanted more. The man smiled, took a deep breath, and then began to thrust his hips forward, pushing his cock deeper into her with each movement.

As they fucked, Gwen couldn't help but glance at Kyle again. She could tell that he was enjoying the show, and it made her feel even hotter. The woman on the screen continued to moan and gasp as the man picked up the pace, his hips slamming into hers in perfect rhythm.

Suddenly, the woman reached down and grabbed the base of the man's cock, beginning to stroke him in time with their movements. "Yeah, that's it," she gasped, her voice barely audible over the sound of their skin slapping together. "Fuck me harder." He obliged, his thrusts growing deeper and faster as he pinned her body to the bed.

As they continued to fuck, Gwen found herself growing more and more aroused. She could feel the heat between her legs, and she knew that she needed something more than just this movie to satisfy her. She glanced at Kyle again, and he must have sensed her thoughts because he reached over and took her hand, lacing their fingers together.

"Well, what do you think of the movie?" he asked her.

She looked up at him, her face flushed and her breath coming in short gasps. "It's... intense," she managed to say. "It's really hot." She felt a shiver run down her spine as he squeezed their intertwined fingers gently.

"What do you think of the man?" he asked her.

She looked back at the screen, watching as the man continued to thrust his hips, his face flushed with exertion and desire. "He's... big," she laughed. "He's really enjoying himself."

"How do you feel about black men?" he asked.

She swallowed hard, her heart racing as she considered his question. "They're... intimidating, I guess," she replied. "But I've always found them really sexy."

Kyle chuckled at her response. "You know, Jamaican locals are predominantly black."

Gwen looked up at him, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Are you trying to tell me something?"

Kyle, still looking at the screen noticed the man begin to flip the woman over on the bed. She split her legs, quite a bit and the man inserted his huge black cock into her dripping slit. While squeezing her skin on her hips he increased his speed. "No, not really." Kyle stated.

"Just saying. In light of our recent activities, Jamaica could be pretty hot if you're game?"

Gwen grinned, feeling a thrill of anticipation run through her. "Oh, I'm definitely game." She leaned in closer to him, her breasts pressing against his arm. "I mean, how many women get the chance to explore their fantasies with a local?"

Kyle chuckled at her remark. "Honestly, I bet quite a few." he said as he squeezed her tighter.

As the man on the screen continued to fuck the woman, the woman's moans and gasps filled the room. Gwen couldn't help but feel her own body growing hotter and more aroused. She looked up at Kyle, their faces only inches apart, and felt a wave of desire wash over her. She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his ear. "You know," she whispered, "I've always wanted to see what it's like to be with a local. To explore their culture, their food... and their beds."

Kyle turned closer to Gwen's face. Their lips were inches apart. "Is my wife getting jungle fever?" he said to her, a playful grin on his face.

She felt a shiver run down her spine at his words. "Maybe just a little," she whispered back, her voice barely audible. "But I think I can handle it. I mean, what could possibly go wrong with a little harmless fun in Jamaica, right?"

Unable to fight it anymore, Kyle placed his lips softly on Gwen's. Kissing slowly but escalating till their tongues intertwined with each other.

As he broke their kiss, Gwen was noticeably excited. "Are you saying you want to fuck a hung, black guy?" he asked.

"Well, I was thinking more along the lines of just exploring the culture, but if that's what you're offering..." she teased, her voice trailing off suggestively.

Kyle chuckled as he glanced back to the screen. The couple looked to be finishing up as the man pulled his cock out of the woman and backed away from the bed slightly. The woman, frantically got on her knees and leaned forward with her mouth opened wide. "That's it baby, give me that cum." she coaxed the black man.

He gave her a wink and then slowly shot his load into her waiting mouth. She swallowed every drop before looking back up at him with a satisfied grin. "That was amazing," she breathed. "You're the best I've ever had."

Kyle looked over at his wife as the screen went black. "Well, how was it for you?" he asked with a smile.

Gwen let out a satisfied moan, her body still tingling from the thrill of the video. "It was incredible," she breathed. "I mean, just thinking about what it would be like to feel that big cock inside me... to have him fuck me like that." She shivered at the thought.

Kyle felt an interesting feeling inside. It felt a bit like jealousy but mixed with arousal. He felt his own cock begin to grow at the idea of Gwen not only fucking a hung, black, Jamaican but how much she seemed to want it.

He leaned closer to her and whispered in her ear, "If you're really that interested, I'm sure we could find someone like that for you. Maybe even arrange for you to stay with him for a while." His heart was pounding as he said it, but something deep inside him felt right about it.

Gwen looked at him with wide eyes, her breath coming faster. "Really?" she breathed. "You'd let me do that?"

"Well," Kyle replied, a playful grin tugging at the corners of his mouth, "I'd be pretty disappointed if you didn't at least give it a try. After all, it's not like I'd be there to stop you." He leaned back, a wicked glint in his eye. "Besides, it might be kind of hot to watch, you know? Seeing you with a black guy..."

The words hung in the air between them, heavy with the unspoken desire that had been building since the moment they'd seen the video. Gwen couldn't tear her eyes away from his face, his expression a mix of lust and curiosity. She felt a shiver run down her spine at the thought of giving in to this forbidden fantasy.

Suddenly she found that she'd been playing with his cock under his slacks. She then, quickly took both hands and undid the belt and zipper. "What are you doing?" he asked still smiling, knowing full well what she was about to do.

"I can't take this teasing anymore. I need to suck your cock." she said as she pulled his erection out of his pants, then bent down and began inserting him in her mouth aggressively.

As she bobbed her head up and down, Kyle groaned, his hands gripping the armrests. He couldn't believe what was happening, but he couldn't help but enjoy it. She was so fucking hot, and the thought of her with a black man was driving him wild. He wondered how far she'd go; how much she'd enjoy it.

His moans filled the room as she sucked him deeper, her tongue dancing around the head of his cock. Her hands gripped his thighs, pulling herself closer, her lips stretched taut around his shaft. He could feel his control slipping, his orgasm building.

He reached down and grabbed a handful of her hair, guiding her up and down on his cock, savoring the feel of her wet heat. "God, that's it, baby," he gasped. "Suck it, suck it all..."

As he neared his end, he became bolder. "Oh, Gwen... You want to be a slut, don't you?" He asked as he began pushing her head deeper on his cock. She didn't fight. She didn't struggle. Surprisingly, she went as deep as he pushed, taking the entirety of his cock, down her throat.

"I'm going to fucking cum!" he shouted, not stopping pushing her head up and down. "You're gonna swallow it all, slut!" He continued with his domination of his wife.

Gwen let out a strangled moan as he thrust deeper and deeper into her throat, feeling his hot cum spurt onto the back of her tongue. She swallowed instinctively, tasting the saltiness of his release as it filled her mouth. Her eyes were watering and her throat burned, but she didn't want to stop. She wanted more.

As he finally pulled his cock from her mouth, Gwen looked up at him, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were swollen from the intense sensations she'd just experienced. "Was I a good slut?" she asked, her voice barely more than a whisper.

"Oh my god, yes... yes you fucking were Gwen." Kyle told her as he grabbed her head with a hand on each cheek. He leaned in and kissed her deeply. She wrapped her arms around his neck, also enjoying the ending of their intense love making.

As they pulled away, they both looked at each other, catching their breath. There was a newfound respect between them, a new understanding. They had crossed a line, and there was no going back. They both knew that their relationship would never be the same.

That night as they lay in bed, Kyle couldn't stop thinking how much those devices had to do with Gwen's new sexual ambition. He loved it. He loved how she was accepting everything he threw at her. He loved how she was eager to try anything new he put forward. But was it really his wife? Or was it the devices controlling her wants. Did she really want all of this? Was he wrong to be enjoying it so much, not knowing if it was truly Gwen?

Gwen on the other hand, was deep in thought as well. She couldn't believe what she had just done. She never thought she was this kind of person. But she couldn't deny the pleasure she got from it. She couldn't deny the need for control and dominance. She couldn't deny the desire to please Kyle, even if it meant pushing her boundaries.

The next morning as Kyle woke, before getting ready for work he paused at Gwen's side. She lay there in deep sleep, and he thought about the devices again. He had not used them in a few days, and she seemed to be doing better, mentally anyhow. Physically, she was on fire. More sexual than she'd ever been. Kyle began to wonder how much of that was lasting effects from the device's actions or how much was what Gwen would have done anyway. He watched her for a moment, then kissed her forehead and went to get ready.

As he arrived at his office, he saw Travis talking with Seager. When the two noticed Kyle walking up, they quickly stopped talking and walked away in opposite directions. "That was weird" Kyle thought to himself.

Gwen woke up a few hours later, feeling restless and needing release. She decided to take a walk around the neighborhood, hoping the fresh air would clear her head. As she strolled down the sidewalk, she couldn't help but notice a man who seemed to be watching her from his front porch. He had a strange look in his eyes, and she felt a shiver run down her spine.

As she continued walking, she found herself drawn to the man's house. There was something about him that made her want to explore further. When she reached his porch, she tentatively knocked on the door. The man answered, his eyes wide with surprise. "Yes?" he asked.

"I'm sorry to bother you... I just couldn't help but feel like you were watching me," she said, her voice quivering slightly.

The man, who introduced himself as Jason, seemed taken aback by her confession. He stepped back, allowing her to enter his home. As she crossed the threshold, Gwen couldn't help but feel a surge of curiosity and attraction towards him. He was tall, with broad shoulders and a strong build. His hair was tousled, as if he'd just woken up, and his eyes were a piercing shade of blue.

Jason led her to the living room, where they sat down on a comfortable couch. He offered her a glass of water, which she gratefully accepted. As they made small talk, Gwen found herself drawn to Jason's presence. There was something about him that was different from any man she'd ever met. He was confident, yet approachable. Dominant, yet gentle.

"So, what brings you to my neighborhood?" Jason asked, his voice low and smooth. "You don't seem like the type of woman who'd be out for a leisurely stroll on a weekday morning."

Gwen felt her cheeks flush as she thought about why she was really here. "I... I guess I was just feeling restless. And then I saw you, and I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something about you that I couldn't resist."

Jason leaned in closer, his gaze never leaving hers. "And what was it about me, Gwen?" he asked, his voice a low growl. "What did you want?"

Gwen felt her heart race as she tried to meet his intense stare. "I don't know," she whispered. "It's just... I feel so different when I'm around you. Like I could do things I never thought I could before."

Jason smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement and lust. "You want to know what I think?" he asked, his voice a low purr. "I think you've been feeling a bit... restless, yes? Like you need something more than your husband can give you." He paused, leaning in even closer. "And I think I can give it to you."

As the words left Jason's lips, Gwen felt her phone begin to buzz in her pocket. It was her husband, texting her to see if she was okay. She ignored it, not wanting to break the intense connection she felt with Jason. She looked up into his eyes, searching for any sign of deception or manipulation, but all she saw was raw desire and the promise of something new.