M Wife’s Black Addiction

How many times have I witnessed this scene? Her gaze is directed at her Black lover’s face, a look that tells him of her submission to him etched almost painfully on her face. Her look shows many things, a determination to take each inch of his hardness that he is forcing deep inside her body, a craving need to feel the fullness he presents in the form of his fat cock, but mostly her look tells him she is his, his to do with as he pleases even though I stand just feet from them. He can tell that at this moment in time she is his as surely as if he is the man married to her. We all know without it being spoken, that right at this instant even if I begged her to stop that she couldn’t, that the forces building inside her as his manhood forces to her depths prevents her thinking about marriage, love, or the consequences of her actions. No, at this moment his swelling cock is her world, her everything, her reason for living, and all that she loves and cherishes at any other time means nothing and she is as powerless to prevent her total submission as I am as I witness her utter subjugation to the feelings his ebony staff imparts and the all-consuming addiction it imbues.

Again as always my cock strains at my pants, precum wetting my underwear as it oozes from my tip at my excitement as I watch her hips hunching quickly, roughly, into his stallion of a cock, trying vainly to entice his balls to fill her with his seed as she herself nears orgasmic bliss. It is always like this, me mesmerized by her cries and moans of pained pleasure, her pleading for his cock, unable to stop orgasming as he stretches her in places and ways that I never have and will never be able to. And the humiliation as I take my cock out and begin slowly jerking off while he enjoys my wife’s warm body, yes always the humiliation as her horse cocked lover tells her to look at me and my smaller white cock and tell me her pussy is only for his big black dick. Inevitably, after her faltering, torn by her loyalty to me, he rams his long cock to his balls and repeats his demand as he fucks her hard and she screams pleadingly. “No, Please, NO! Don’t make me” and then as her gaze falls on me standing there jacking off, her fingers clenching at his asscheeks as she feels his thick cock stretching her, she realizes that yes, it is true, he is only demanding her to tell the truth at this instant and with her voice quavering with relief and finality she softly exclaims, “Yes, yes, oh god baby my pussy is his baby, only his” and her thighs tighten around him, pulling her pussy up into his hardest thrusts as she begins cumming hard, cumming as he rewards her by fucking her fast, hard and most importantly deep, deep where I have never been and will never go as her eyes tell me of the need she feels for his huge cock. The love I see etched on her face, and the passion in her eyes as she gazes at him makes me throb and my cock feels it will burst as she kisses him, sucking his tongue deep in her mouth as her hips roll quickly, hunching with him as her body expresses her love for the pleasure she feels deep inside her pussy. I watch as their movements become excited, hunching in harmony with their increasing needs. My hands stroke my cock faster and I squeeze harder as her pleasure seems to fill my own body with an increasing need to cum.

I watch her kiss him as he presses deep inside her, hear her moans from deep in her lungs and know her tongue is feverishly entwined with his and she’s sucking at him hotly. Her body moves with the excitement of her craving, lost to the need he instills within her mind and body. Her kiss is her silent way of total submission to his will. This woman, my wife and mother of our children, the same person that once told me of her utter disdain and disgust at the thought of a black man’s touch is sucking hard on his tongue while her hips grind frantically into his forward thrusting movements, her hands pleading for more by the way they clasp and pull at his hunching asscheeks, thighs opening to allow him to claim his rightful treasure, then jerking closed, gripping his body as he penetrates her depths painfully. Her face is strained with her orgasms, her body locked in place as he continues to hammer her deeply, her arms encircling him, holding her body to him tightly as her screams and pleasure filled moans resound in my ears. My cock is pounding as her excruciating pleasure seems to radiate through my own being until that moment when our gazes lock once again and her eyes seem to plead with me to make him stop before she goes insane from the intense pleasure his thick, hard cock is imbuing inside her. But instead of finding relief in my actions her moans turn to screams and her body tenses even tighter as my sperm rockets from my tip to jet towards her face, my hands pumping quickly, sporadically, as I explode from the pleasure his fucking of her, and more importantly her reactions to it, induces into my mind and body.

“Fuck her, Fuck my white slut wife” my mind roars, “Make her beg, make her beg for your huge black cock to cum”, punish her pussy, pound it deep, hurt it, make her scream” my mind silently pleads as I jerk with each new hot expulsion of my seed. I need this, I need to see him punish her pussy and make her love and crave his dick. A part of me hates hearing her passionate sighs and moaning pleas for him to never stop fucking her pussy, my wife’s pussy. But, like her, a larger more dominant part of me craves the debasement of us both by our actions. The humiliation we both feel as he taunts her, using her as I watch his total domination of my wife and soul mate, somehow fuels the fire we both feel inside us. Both of us experience emotions and thoughts that no other act gives us as his ebony staff explores the depths of her body. We are both addicted to this act. I allow my wife to be used like a common slut, a receptacle for any black man’s seed bringing humiliation upon myself while she also is humiliated by the way she is powerless in front of me, her husband, to control her reaction to his powerful fucking of her pussy.

From the first instant her mouth slides over a black man’s cock she is powerless to prevent her utter subjugation to his will. And my own mind sinks to a carnal place where, like her, I find pleasure in them performing any debasement they wish upon her. And once our minds become shrouded with that carnality any black man that wishes to use her may take his place in her body. My dick never fails to harden as I watch a train of black men use her mouth, pussy and ass as their cum dump while she screams her pleasure, begging them to fuck her faster, deeper, harder. She knows I see her love for their huge black cocks and that fact makes her pleasure at feeling their huge cocks stretching her pussy even more intense and thrilling.

My wife is a woman, a woman that proclaims her love only for me but also a woman that has needs of her own, needs that I can never fulfill now that she has felt the fatness and length of a black man’s cock. I have to wonder at times if her love for me is as strong as the craving need she has for black cock now. She is now a black cock craving slut, someone that craves to feel a black cock cumming deep within her pussy, addicted to a feeling that I, her husband, can never provide. I find myself wishing there were more big black cocks here for her to fuck as I watch them. I find her moans of satisfaction and her reaction to his fucking his meaty ebony rod deep inside her till only his balls are visible to me very addicting and pleasureable. Her craving drives him to pound her hard, wanting me to see my wife’s need for his cock and love of his hot seed spewing inside her body. It always hardens their dicks knowing I am a witness to my wife’s love of their dicks, knowing she cannot control the craving their huge black cocks impart to her mind and body even though I’m watching her provoke their cum.

And this man does that superbly as he fucks her for hours, subjugating her every word, action, thought with his steel hard manhood. And she obediently performs his every order, says everything he commands as she craves his cock and the feelings it provides her. He is her world for the time she is with him, his cock is her fountain of life and she drinks of it greedily, never once even extending a hand to me to join them. He fulfills her every desire, sates her growing need for ebony balls to empty themselves in her body.

Often while watching her with the many black men she now fucks I remember when she was faithful to me and me alone. My wife was a woman that couldn’t even think of allowing another man to touch her back then. But that was before our curious lust consumed us both. Yes I remember when my wife never seemed all that crazy about sex, even though she cum repeatedly and enjoyed it immensely when we made love. She seldom initiated it. Maybe that was because I was fucking her every chance I got as she says and I kept her wore out, but anyway she always seemed embarrassed by liking sex. I relate this so you’ll know how different she is today. At that time she would never admit to wanting to fuck anyone else or even me for that matter. She always said size didn’t matter and that I was too big for her and hurt her at times. But sometimes when we were fucking and she was really into it I felt that she needed more but she always denied it when I asked her if she would like a bigger cock in her.

I remember the first time I really realized that my petite wife would enjoy a longer thicker cock than my own. She is only 5’ tall and weighed around 105 lbs. at the time and I always thought my cock at 8 ½ inches was plenty big especially by the way she screamed and yelled as I fucked her hard and deep. But then, one night we were playing around with a new dildo I had purchased online while watching a large cocked black guy pound a small white woman’s pussy in porn we had rented. The dildo was quite a bit larger than I had thought it to be when I ordered it, but I decided to use it on her anyway as I licked her clit.It took some doing and a good bit of lubricant to get it in her, but once the large head was wholly inside her tight pussy and I began licking and sucking her hard swollen clit her hips began moving, fucking the cock. For some reason she seemed to just gush with wetness as I sucked and fucked her with it. I could tell by her movements how much she loved the feelings that coursed through her body and soon she was begging me to fuck her with the dildo harder, deeper. As I forced almost the whole 12 inches into her I thought she would rip but her anguished moans continued to beg me to hurt her pussy, to fuck her harder, harder. She begged me not to stop as my tongue flew around her clit and I held the cock into her with my palm, pressing it into her and relaxing, fucking her with it, pounding her deep, stretching her walls as she gripped my head and hunched frenziedly up into the huge cock.

I could tell that her inhibitions were completely swept away by what she was feeling and I’d never seen her so avidly hunching and fucking as she was right then. She seemed to have just lost all her inhibitions for some reason. Then her thighs began to tense and her ass lifted from the sheets and she cum harder than I’ve ever seen her cum up to that time, a long, intense orgasm that seemed to never stop as she pushed her pussy into the dildo as I held it into her forcefully, allowing her to press her pussy all the way down on it as I sucked hard on her clit. The look that was etched on her contorted face told me she was in total ecstasy, aware only of the sensations flooding her body. At the time I didn’t notice that her eyes were locked on the TV screen the whole time. Her strained words begged me never to stop as each time her hips lowered they quickly tensed and raised again, over and over she cum until spent she collapsed on the bed with a faint embarrassed smile on her face.

I said, “Like that did you?” “Oh yes, loved it”, was her reply as she sheepishly grinned at me. I thought she was embarrassed by the intensity that she felt from the hugeness of that dildo. She had always said that size doesn’t matter but I could see how much she plainly loved the additional girth and length when it was forced into her deeply. In reality she was being sheepish because she thought I knew she was thinking about fucking a black cock and that she had just lost it because of those thoughts and the movie.

It was a few minutes later as we lay there watching these black guys fuck a white girls pussy and ass at the same time that I realized what had contributed to her arousement. I had left the dildo inside her and as we watched I noticed her hand creep down to hold it and she seemed absorbed by the action on the screen. She began slowly moving the dildo inside her, her hips moving in small circles as she felt its girth caressing her walls. I watched as she seemed entranced by the movie, her chest now rising and falling quickly as her other hand began rolling her clit under her fingers. It was easy to tell that in her mind she was putting herself into the position of the girl in the movie and she was feeling a huge black cock fucking her pussy. Soon her hips were hunching hard, her knees raised, feet flat on the bed as she lifted into the probing of her pussy deeply. Her eyes closed and she began fucking her pussy hard, deep, and soon her thighs straightened and she cum again intensely while mouthing the words, “Fuck Me!, Yes, fuck me, aarrggghhhhhhh” I began sucking her nipples and squeezing her breasts and then I said, “Fuck that black cock honey” and she seemed to just explode, her whole body began quivering and shaking uncontrollably from her feet to her head but she continued to force the dildo into her pussy tightly and continued to orgasm fiercely as her head raised and her entire body tensed.
Her eyes opened and met mine for an instant and her expression was pained as if she didn’t stop cumming she would die. I could sense from the pleading look of her eyes that she needed me to understand that she couldn’t help herself, couldn’t stop cumming, almost apologetic. I pushed the dildo into her and told her to shut her eyes and think of fucking a big black cock while I told her how hot it was making me watching him fuck his huge dick into her pussy. Her hips began instantly hunching and rolling, fucking up to the cock, pressing herself into it hard and deeply as she fucked it. I could hear her juices squishing and knew that she was flowing with wetness as she again tensed, this time her entire body lifted, tensing, her muscles straining and her back arching almost C shaped as she cum repeatedly, spasms coursing through her for many minutes before she lay sporadically shaking as her ardor subsided. She quivered for long minutes afterwards as I talked to her about her possibly wanting to fuck a black man, to feel herself cumming on a long thick black cock and to feel it shooting hot cum into her pussy.

At first she denied it, until I assured her it didn’t bother me and in fact it kind of turned me on thinking of her cumming like she just had while a black guy was fucking her. She finally admitted that she did get turned on thinking about it but knew that she couldn’t ever really do it. That admission made my cock throb with excitement for some reason. The thought of my wife hunching her tight pussy into a huge black cock, wanting it in her pussy, trying to make it cum, just made me so aroused I was ashamed by it. I worried that she would think I didn’t love her because that thought excited me so much. Needless to say we rented many more movies showing big cocked black men fucking white women until it became the only kind we enjoyed.