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My White Wife Becomes A Vindictive Black Cock Slut
by Vengence (address withheld)

***

A threesome goes very awry. (MMF, intr, swing, cuck, 
mild-v)

***

My wife is of Nordic ancestry and so has light skin, 
blonde hair, blue eyes and stands at a petite five 
foot-five inch tall, hundred and ten pounds. Her name 
is Charlotte and this current evening as we were making 
love she slowed the pace then smiling looked in my 
eyes. 

"Honey I'd really like to bareback fuck another black 
guy. You know, like you let me do before. Only this 
time I want a really, really big black guy built like a 
linebacker for the Green Bay Packers. Ohh, and yeah, 
he's got to have a cock like a fuckin; horse." I mean 
you know how I crave to be dominated." 

At the look on my face her eyes opened with some alarm. 
While being somewhat agitated at her insinuation I took 
her hair in my hand and pulled her head up. "And what, 
I don't keep you under tight rein?" 

After the look of surprise left her features she 
blushed. "As you've demonstrated with your many 
wonderful surprises honey you do. And yes you're very 
good at it sweetheart and you've always tested my 
limits to the max. But I really I think a man like the 
one I'm proposing would provide tremendous 
psychological impact." 
 
While we screwed and I thought about it a new surge of 
blood fill my cock. Then while taking in our joined 
groins as I slid my seven inch long, five and half 
inches around cock in and out of her shaved pussy I 
became caught in the fantasy.

"Ungg oh shit babe, fuck what a time to put this to me 
anyway... Guuuuuuuhhh." I emptied my load in her she 
ground her hairless crotch against mine. "Oh yess, yess 
darling, fill my cunt." 
 
The next day her fantasy was still with me and I 
recalled how much I'd enjoyed sharing it with her the 
last time. 
 
Searching through a lifestyle magazine on a want ad 
page listing of white women seeking black men and black 
men seeking white women we found a guy named Jerome. 
And from his description and picture he certainly 
seemed to fit the bill. 
 
We got in contact with him through the magazine. And 
but a week later Charlotte came hastily in the living 
room waving a letter. "It's from Jerome and he's sent 
us his e-mail address."
 
Going online we sent him an email and a short time 
later he replied and invited us to join him in a chat 
room that catered to white woman and black men. 
 
When we got online and in the chat after introductions 
we let him know we were a married white couple who were 
members of the lifestyle and that we enjoyed occasional 
threesomes. He was eager and when we checked his 
profile, it was uncanny.
 
He was six-five, three hundred and ten pounds, close 
cropped hair and black as the ace of spades. And at 
twenty-two years old certain to be virile. 
 
A picture was provided of his cock and he was enormous 
and I'd worries about Charlotte being able to handle 
it. 
 
We talked online with him a while longer and discovered 
he lived on the other side of town.
 
"Oh honey lets give him our phone number and do it 
tonight!" I agreed and after she gave it to him via a 
private message almost immediately the phone rang. 
 
Answering it she talked to our intended third party for 
about five minutes then hanging up her features flushed 
and she grinned at me. "He'll be here in about an 
hour." 

"An hour? Well you'd better hurry and get ready then." 
I chuckled.

And further beaming at me she hurried to the bathroom. 
 
I was getting excited at the prospect because it really 
did excite me to both dominate and watch my wife being 
dominated. 
 
Still chuckling I went to my den and sitting at my desk 
attempted envisioning what was coming until the 
doorbell rang. 
 
Getting up I found myself encumbered, then fidgeted 
until my throbbing penis was moved from down my pant 
leg to behind my pants zipper so I could walk without 
doing it stiff legged.
 
Answering the door I found the man waiting to be almost 
exactly what my wife had described as her fantasy man. 
In fact like the football player she'd wanted he 
towered over my five foot nine inch frame.
 
"Hi, I'm Jerome. And you must be Charlotte's husband." 
We reached simultaneously to shake hands and his was 
like a catcher's mitt on mine. 

"Well I thought my wife would've been down by now so 
come on in the living room." I guess the doorbell and 
following commotion had alerted her because she entered 
the room just as we sat down. All she was wearing was a 
semi-transparent baby doll and nothing else. 
 
"Wow!" Jerome said after taking her in." And then he 
turned to me. "Can I?"
 
I nodded and getting up he moved to her and took her in 
his arms where she virtually vanished in his embrace. 

Letting her go he turned to me. "You're a very lucky 
man. She's beautiful." Pulling away she cast anxious 
looks at us. 

"Thanks for the compliment Jerome. Then to you 
sweetheart for the nod of agreement but really guys I'm 
so horny from the anticipation I could scream. Honey 
let's show Jerome the bedroom." She cast a bright smile 
at me and mouthed, "thank you."
 
Returning her smile I nodded. "Right this way then."
 
Things seemed to be going swimmingly and while making 
our way to the bedroom Jerome scooped up my wife. 
 
When we got there after setting her on her feet he 
again embraced her and while kissing her groped her 
everywhere. "Oh shit yes Jerome. Make me your whore, 
your black cock slut."
 
Even though I knew Charlotte was on the subservient 
side I'd never heard her be so vocal about it. And so 
was a little taken aback at her utter abandonment to 
him. But then I guessed he was also when he looked at 
me as if asking permission. Since this was what 
Charlotte and I'd gone on a limb for I nodded.
 
Capturing both her wrists in one hand he pulled her to 
the bed then letting go grabbed the hem of her baby 
doll and pulled it over her head.
 
Standing naked as her shinning blond hair fell back 
around her shoulders he dropped his pants. Then 
stepping from them his sport coat and white shirt 
quickly followed as he doffed them and let them fall 
where they may. 
 
He wasn't wearing any underwear, and just as I was, I 
saw Charlotte also was stunned by the size of his now 
throbbing cock that was covered in bulging veins, for 
it was of a rare size indeed. 
 
It had to have been an easy eleven, maybe even twelve 
inches long and almost big around as the cardboard tube 
paper towels are wrapped around. In fact overall that 
was almost what it looked like, a solid black tube a 
roll of paper towels had been wrapped around. 
 
Instantly I found my wife bending at the waist licking 
it and trying to force the head past her lips. And in 
his role as dominator, taking her by the back of the 
neck he shoved her head forwards until his knob filled 
her mouth.
 
He then forced her to the bed and her mouth full of 
cock he shoved a pillow under her head. Then straddling 
her breasts so they rubbed the insides of his thighs 
thrusting his hips he forced it in her throat. "Cuff, 
huck uhggh! Hhumff!" Her stretched lips wrapped tight 
around his cock though she was choking I was so excited 
I didn't even think to wonder if he was hurting her. 
And when it came to me, I could tell despite the tears 
in her eyes by the way she had hold of his buttocks and 
was urging him she was turned on by what was happening. 
 
She sucked his cock for while and as I rubbed my 
jerking member through the cloth of my slacks, just 
when I thought he was going to pump his load down my 
wife's throat with an audible pop he pulled his penis 
from her mouth. "Now you're gonna get fucked baby. Yeah 
fucked like you ain't never been fucked before!"
 
All politeness and indications of rational, 
intelligence or education had vanished from him and to 
me all that seemed left in its place was something from 
the darkest part of a ghetto. 
 
"Now you white- housewife, cunt. You ready to be fucked 
by a real man!" And with obvious derision he cast a 
glance at me. Not only that but my wife caught it and 
while she looked at me with a smirk that cut me like a 
razor she nodded emphatically. "God yes baby stick that 
big black monster in my white cunt and make me scream!"
 
Scooting down he grabbed her legs and pressed her knees 
to her shoulders, then holding them by the ankles with 
one hand he put the blood engorged head of his massive 
cock to her cuntlips and shoved. "Take it white trash!"
 
"GUUUHHHHH!" OH, OH, OH NOOOO!" I heard her crying as 
she tried to claw at his thighs.
 
"Oh yeah you a real black cock slut now ain'tcha?" As 
Jerome mocked my wife's pleading I could see the tears 
where now streaming from her eyes. And while I watched 
disbelieving his entire cock vanished in charlotte's 
petite body as a flush of red spread over her.
 
Her face filled with happiness and I saw the tears 
vanish. While then she wrapped her arms around his 
lower back her legs locked around his hips. "Oh yes, 
yes, yes. Just leave it in me and let me feel it 
filling my cunt!" As they laid there I found his body 
so massive her head was buried in his chest and I 
wondered at how little past his knees her feet would go 
if she straightened them.
 
He started to roll his hips. Slowly at first so his 
cock moved only little in her. Then pushing himself to 
his hands in a push up position he began slamming his 
monster cock in and out of her. "Unh, uh, uh, un, nh, 
uh, uh, un..." Charlotte was groaning very loudly and I 
could barely tell if it was in pleasure or pain. But 
when she looked at me her eyes were glazed with 
ecstasy. 

Yet still I felt alarm as Jerome picked up the pace and 
really began slamming his hips against hers. 
 
"Uh, uh, un, nh, Unh, uh, uh, un..." With it her cries 
also increased and as he again pushed her knees to her 
shoulders and pounded his hips to hers while his log of 
a cock stretched and filled her helpless cunt I could 
see a white froth appearing and disappearing on it with 
the strokes. 
 
It was obvious her cunt was making lubrication by the 
glassfuls and with one long withdrawal then hard return 
of it in my wife, her eyes wide she threw back her 
head. "OHMYGODI'MCUMMMING!" New tears where falling 
from her eyes but I could plainly see they were tears 
of joy from the intensity of the climax she just had. 
Yet her orgasm didn't distract Jerome and he slammed 
her all the harder. 

"Tears huh! White bitch you'll learn to love this 
cock!" He kept fucking her and with her now pained 
expression I could tell she was hurting.
 
As I was about to risk life and limb to intervene a 
change came over her. 
 
She began to smile. Then looking at Jerome blew him a 
kiss. "Ummmm, you're right. Your cock's the only one 
for me from now on. Keep fucking me and don't stop." 
Her words shocked me and I was confused to their 
meaning but was distracted since her cunt apparently 
had grown accustomed to the huge invader because as he 
fucked her over and over she came over and over. "Oh, 
oh, Ohhh, Aggghh-hhhhhhhh!" 

"Shit bitch you got me shooting my load now! UNGGG!" 
They fucked until he finally came deep inside her belly 
then they collapsed in each others arms. 
 
Unlike other times my feelings were mixed. Yet 
nonetheless excited I looked them over. 
 
As my wife had earlier now Jerome smirked at me. "Looky 
here punk, I'll be spending the night." 

I was shocked at this turn and his leveling humiliation 
at me. Although with the way his manners had evaporated 
when he took my wife and the changes they'd both 
exhibited towards me I'd half expected it.
 
Momentarily confused I left and got him a room ready. 
But when I returned I found them heatedly making out. 
 
When I made to get undressed and climb in bed I found 
him shaking his head, "Oh, no," he growled. "You don't 
get it do you? Well listen up because I'll be sleeping 
with your wife tonight. Hell and any damn night I want 
from here on out. So you can just take a hike 'cause I 
still have more fucking to do." 

Completely taken of guard as I took him in he grinned. 
"Face it pal it's your mistake, because after tonight 
your wife will never be the same woman. Uh, uh, wimp 
now she's mine body and soul." 

I looked at Charlotte and with the same hurtful smirk 
pasted on her face she'd earlier cast at me she took me 
in. 

"It's true; I want lots more of Jerome's cock LOTS 
MORE! Hell I want him pumping his sperm in me until my 
belly swells with his baby like a beach ball! So go on 
now and take your little seven-incher and go jack off 
in a corner somewhere because I'm busy."
 
It was as if my wife and I hadn't been married the ten 
years we had been. And disbelieving of what had 
happened I tried to make sense of it. And as I did 
anger rushed in to take the place of my roiling 
emotions. 

Yet unable to match Jerome in brute strength I turned 
on my heel and marched from the room. 
 
Unlike most times this hadn't gone anything like I'd 
pictured. Always the love my wife had for me was plain. 
While this time it was altogether absent. In truth I 
could tell it was gone and so committed to her new 
lover was she that she'd taken great delight in joining 
him in humiliating me.
 
But I was no woman's cuckold. And entering my den I 
made for my desk and the Glock nine millimeter semi-
automatic in the drawer. And popping the catch ejected 
the ammunition clip in my hand.
 
Checking it I saw a full clip, then slamming it back in 
the handle I pulled the slide and chambered a round. 
 
Heading back upstairs I leveled the weapon at them. 
"Fuck you, fuck you both!" I yelled. "I didn't make my 
way through the fuckin' jungles of "Nam" to have some 
butthole treat me like this in my own fuckin' home. Now 
for all I care you can both get the fuck out! Hey, you 
want to hear what this sounds like?" 

And as they looked at me in shocked, wide-eyed 
disbelief I leveled the weapon at them and pulled the 
trigger. 

*BAM!!* 

In a burst of fabric and stuffing the bullet buried 
itself inches from them in the mattress, box-spring 
then floor beneath and probably living room below. 
While as our ears rang from the sound of the gunshot 
Jerome pushed up on his hands and I realized he had his 
cock again buried in Charlotte's pussy. 
 
She had a look of panic on her face, and as I saw her 
pushing at his hips in an effort to separate them I 
realized in his fright his bladder failed him and he 
was urinating in her cunt.
 
As I kept the gun leveled on them they hurriedly got 
out of bed and while her new man's piss poured from her 
pussy and ran down her thighs with Jerome's now flaccid 
cock still intermittently squirting yellow streams they 
grabbed their clothing. Then not bothering to dress 
hastened down stairs and out the front door.
 
***

It was the last I ever heard from them. Though years 
later from the rumor mill in passing I picked up 
Charlotte had three kids by Jerome before he tired of 
her and put her to the curb. 

Then afterwards the way I heard it she found a home for 
her and her children in a broken down, ramshackle house 
owned by some big, fat beer chugging, black guy who cut 
lawns for a living and by reports wasn't much 
interested in personal hygiene. 
 
Ah sweet, sweet, justice. While now the next time her 
mother asks me about Charlotte at least I'll have 
something to tell her.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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