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 She Took My Advice and Tried Black Guys, With Unexpected Consequences

   A few months ago I started encouraging my wife to satisfy her needs
anyway she wanted.  I told her that if the occasion arose, she had my
permission to be with whomever she wanted.  At the time, I had a secret
fantasy of watching a dark black, hugely-hung man just have his way with
her, and leave her begging for more and more.  You know...  the typical
hubby fantasy.

   Since then, my wife did actually share her body with another man a few
times actually.  As she told me about her sessions with the guy, it was a
huge turn-on for me, and sparked a great deal of emotion in both of us.  It
really revved up our sex life!

   About a month ago she said she was going out with a female friend on a
Friday night, and that it was going to be a great night of fun and firsts.
I had no idea what that meant, but I was very horny thinking about it.  I
expected her late, but I had no idea what would really happen.

   I awoke at about 3 AM to find her still not home.  I called her cell and
got some strange guy's voice.  He said she was busy working, and I was not
to disturb her again.  In the background I could hear several voices, and
hers as well, squealing and screeching and begging.  I was so turned-on I
hung up the phone and immediately made myself cum.

   I then awoke around 10 AM.  Still nothing from her.  I waited all day.
Nothing.  Finally at about midnight Saturday night, a cab rolled up in
front of the house, and she got out.  She walked like she was drunk, so I
figured she was.  I would find out later that it was not alcohol that made
her that way, it was the men.  She came into the house and went straight
for bed.  She didn't even say a word.

   She slept until 6 PM on Sunday, got up, ate, and took a shower.  Then
she went straight back to bed again.  She did not wake until she left for
work on Monday, so I was left waiting to hear her story.  Little did I know
how long it would take.

   The long and the short of it, two weeks went by and she had gone out one
other time, but nothing like that first time.  Finally we were home and I
got some home-made wine down her.  Even with that I got little details...
just something about her and her friend being hostesses for a party, and
having to "host" everyone at the party.  I just figured it was a swinger's
party, or some sort of gangbang.  What a huge turn-on.  I was rock hard for
her constantly.

   Then something strange happened.  I understood at first why she would
not let me at her.  I figured she was sore and tired.  Two weeks later,
under the influence of more wine, she told me that she was no longer
allowed to be with me until further notice.  She would not tell me what
that meant.  Now I know what that means.

   She finally told me that her and her friend had become "slut slaves" for
a group of four hot black men (her words).  She said they did everything,
one-at-a-time, two-at-a-time, they made them kiss each other while being
done from behind, everything you could image...  minus one thing.  The only
rule for the men was that only one man was allowed to make the gals cum. 
He was the host of the party, and it was his privilege to be the one to
offer orgasms to the girls...  or not.  She said that by the light of
Saturday morning they were both begging him to take them.  She said they
were willing to do anything for him, as long as he made them cum.

   Then she gave me the shocker.  She said the only condition he had was
that he did not wear a condom.  He was to ride them bareback if they wanted
him to make them cum.  I was shocked.  We had set down rules about her
being with other guys, and that was a huge one.  I asked her what she did.
She said she felt like did not have a choice, she had to let him take her.
She said that by then she needed sexual release real bad...  too badly to
think about the consequences.

   Shortening it again, he took her several times that day...  without a
condom...  cumming deep inside of her each time.  Each time, she was forced
to leave his deposit inside of her as the men tied her hands and feet to
the bed.

   As she told the story I found myself hard as a rock.  Actually, I
thought it was cool being married to a woman so hot that four men would
want her so badly.  What a huge ego boost.  I was consoling her, and
telling her it was OK, when she dropped the last bomb.

   She said that the party had occurred right in the middle of her cycle,
and that was part of the reason she could not say no.  She said she was
already so horny from going to the party that by the time the host said it
was finally time to make her cum, she would have agreed to anything.  I
looked at her.  She looked down, then looked back at me.  Then she shook
her head.

   She had missed her most recent period, and she suspected she was
probably now carrying the black guy's baby for him.

   I had, and still have, massively mixed feelings.  I was shocked as hell
that she broke our rules, upset that she might be having another man's
baby, but I also found myself massively turned-on that the guy had gotten
her so horny that she could not say no.  I could imagine the sight of her
begging him for his cock, and telling him he could do whatever he wanted.

   We will see this week if she is actually pregnant or not.  But what a
wild ride this has been.  I'm still not sure if I should be mad, or happy,
or horny.  He is back to letting me have sex with her...  and it has been
wild.