Jennifer was a happily married suburban mother who stumbled onto hotwife video clips and was excited by them. She was so excited she couldn’t control her urge to watch them, or to buy hotwife and cuckold e-books. Jennifer couldn’t stop watching BBCs using white women. She’d never, in her wildest dreams, imagined how excited she would get. She had to see more, she even wanted to play hotwife games with her shocked husband. The first time, she met a man she wanted, but couldn’t have. When her husband suggested she pretend to be a street walker in the notorious Under the Bridge neighborhood, Jennifer couldn’t wait to put on revealing clothing and wait for her husband to pick her up like a hooker. The problem was: when her husband came back at the appointed time, he couldn’t find her. She’d last been seen in a car with three black men.
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Peaches pointed out a run-down green colored house not far from “Under the Bridge”. Peeling paint and an overgrown yard were surrounded by a rusted chain link fence.
I wrote down the address, although I wouldn’t forget the place, and drove Peaches back to her spot on the block.
“You’ve got half-an-hour left if you want a blow job or anything,” Peaches said before getting out of the car. Her hand was on my thigh and we both noticed my erection. “Seems like you might be ready, unless you want to rush back and watch your wife with Deon? I’ve heard he’s really hung and likes newbies.”
My angst must have shown on my face. I didn’t want to insult her and, any other time, I’d have wanted to fuck her.
“I can see what you want. Go to your wife but, and this is very important, be careful. Deon and his friends can be dangerous,” she had a serious look on her face. I don’t know if taking her advice would have made any difference.
Panic had returned by the time I made my way past the broken gate and pounded on the front door. I yelled my wife’s name at the top of my lungs and demanded to see her. The door opened as my fist was coming down and my arm was caught by a huge black hand. I was jerked nearly off my feet and into the house.
“Come on in, white boy,” the voice greeting me was deep and smooth. Whoever it was sounded like a black soul artist.
After that, a kaleidoscope of images flashed before my eyes and I was spun through a living room filled with old pizza boxes, beer bottles, and drugs. Christ… drugs, or at least a mirror dusted white with powder. I stopped spinning as I was hauled down a short hallway, still unable to break free from the man’s iron grip.
I was dizzy when I was slammed into a wooden chair with arms.
“Get the pants off that cracker,” another voice directed.
I tried to stop him but a hand the size of a catcher’s mitt was held over my face, forcing my head back against the wall. I felt a breeze on my balls as my pants were whipped away and fabric tore.
“Sit in this chair and don’t fucking move,” the same deep voice said. It belonged to a giant black man who was bent almost in half to get low enough to talk to me. “You move I’ll tie you down, maybe I hurt you a little first, so you understand.”
“I won’t move,” I said. I was scared and fighting not to piss all over myself. I was sure it would be a bad move, perhaps a fatal one, to allow my bladder to let go. This guy was massive, and he wasn’t alone in the room, had Peaches set me up?
I could hear sex sounds from behind him, but they didn’t mean much to me. I was too scared to think.
Finally, the giant moved out of my way and I found myself looking at a double bed covered in a white sheet. In the center of the bed was my wife wearing only her panties, naked black men knelt on either side of her. Jennifer was alternating between them, taking one cock in her mouth while stroking the other.
They were both mauling my wife’s large breasts. The sight of huge black hands covering her pale white breasts was enough for my cock to begin hardening. Seconds later, I was fully erect and moaning as I watched.
It was heart wrenching. Jennifer and I were only playing a game, she wasn’t going to be naked sucking another guy’s cock. Not to mention two guys. I felt a sudden pain in my chest, my blood pounded in my ears, and my cock throbbed with every heartbeat. Something was wrong with me.