Intolerance of being second

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Because I love Lacey so deeply, I can't tolerate the idea of me being the second, or even third, man who brings her pleasure in our sex life. She told me that even though another black boy, Rick, hadn't done anything for her, she was still willing to have sex with him.
Even if I believed her, believed she loved me very much, believed she wanted to continue living with me, I knew that every time we made love, she would constantly recall the feeling of that "real big cock" inside her.
Locked in the basement for almost two hours, I still couldn't figure out what to do. My agonizing emotions wouldn't calm me down. I went back upstairs, grabbed my clothes, and turned to walk towards the door.
"Bryan, where are you going?"
Lacey asked.
"Just going for a walk."
"When are you coming back?"
"Why do you ask? Do you want to see if you have enough time to call a little boy over for a quickie?"
"Bryan, don't do this..."
Before she could finish, I slammed the door and ran out.
Sitting in JB Bar, I'd already downed half a dozen beers, but my mind was still a jumbled mess, a jumble of emotions and thoughts churning inside me like a cement mixer. Lacey's charm, our past happiness (at least before discovering those bastards, I thought we were pretty happy), all mixed together with that black kid riding his mountain bike to Sally's house, were making my thoughts increasingly chaotic.
I tried to imagine Lacey in her tight bikini, wrestling and playing around with those boys in the pool, and it was hard to believe it actually happened. But Lacey had admitted it herself, and I couldn't deny the fact.
I tried to imagine what my life would be like without Lacey, but I couldn't picture it clearly, and the thought of continuing to live with her seemed impossible. Ugh, I was really torn!
I asked the bartender for another drink, and he asked, "Excuse me, sir, did you drive or walk here?"
"I drove, why?"
"If you drove, then you can't drink anymore. I can get you some coffee if you need, but you can't drink any more alcohol."
I was in a really bad mood. My wife was having sex with black kids all day, and I didn't even have the right to have another drink.
As soon as I walked in the door, Lacey came up to me and said, "Where have you been? I was so worried about you."
"I tried to get drunk and forget all my troubles, but it didn't work. Why are you still here?"
"What? You've decided to end our relationship?"
"No, Lacey, you're the one who decided to end our relationship. I was just thinking about what to do next. Right now, the only decision I've made is to go to sleep."
Leaving the living room, I walked towards the bedroom, and Lacey followed silently behind me. As I stood in front of the bed taking off my clothes, she also took off her robe, revealing her naked body underneath. She took a few steps forward, stood in front of the bed, turned around, and looked at me expectantly. I just glanced at her, without saying a word or moving.
"Are you feeling alright?"
she asked.
"Alright with what?"
"You always tell me that you get an erection when you see me naked in high heels."
She was right. My God, this woman always had a knack for my sexual urges. I didn't say anything, grabbed a pillow from the bed, and turned to leave the bedroom.
"Where are you going?"
"To sleep on the sofa."
"Don't be silly, Brian. Your penis is hard, you want to have sex just like me."
"No, Lacey, I might want to have sex even more than you. You've already had sex today, maybe many times, but even if I wanted to, I couldn't have sex with you right now. Every time I go in, I know you're lying there, hoping for someone who can go deeper and harder than me to fuck you. You'll be lying there, comparing the size of my penis to those black boys'. You'll be lying there, pretending to be happy, but I know you're not, because I can't give you more satisfaction."
"What nonsense are you talking about, Brian? It's not like that, I love you, baby, come on, baby."
"If you really loved me, Lacey, we wouldn't be in this predicament."
Lying on the sofa in the living room, I was in a daze, having very strange dreams. In my dreams, there were always scenes of huge objects being inserted into Lacey's vagina. These huge objects included telephone poles, broom heads, mop handles, baseball bats, and hockey bats. Every time a huge object was inserted into Lacey's body, she would moan and shout excitedly, "Oh, it feels so good, deeper, harder, push it in, push it in harder..."
Later, I dreamed that black boys were standing in a circle around her, and Lacey was carefully examining their penises, saying, "Oh, not bad, your penis is very good, very thick."
Or, "Oh, sorry, your dick isn't big enough."
Then, I had the most incredible yet most realistic dream. Lacey was lying on the ground with her legs spread apart, and one black boy after another rode up to her on mountain bikes, got off, raped her, and then rode away.
The next morning, when I woke up, I vaguely felt like I had a wet dream. This had never happened to me since I was an adult. But when I was fully awake, I realized I hadn't had a wet dream at all; Lacey was between my legs, sucking my penis. Seeing that I was awake, she got up and straddled me, pushing my hard penis, which she had been sucking, into her body, and then started moving up and down.
"My darling, if you don't like making love like this, please tell me. If you really don't like it, I'll stop."
After a night of sexual dreams, my libido was extremely pent-up, and I desperately needed to release it, so I couldn't get Lacey to stop.
Then she said something that surprised me greatly: "You're right, baby, every time you make love to me, I think of that 14-inch penis. But since I can't have it now, you'll have to satisfy my sexual hunger. Since you can't satisfy me physically, you have to satisfy me emotionally and psychologically. Make love to me, darling, don't say fuck me, say make love to me, darling."
Hearing her words, I understood for sure that no matter how difficult it would be to live with her, no matter how embarrassing the memories of her infidelity were, I simply couldn't separate from her. I couldn't rid her of the wonderful pleasure and memories that those large penises brought her, at least not in the short term, but I loved this slut deeply, and I wouldn't leave her.
I wanted to ejaculate quickly, but Lacey didn't want to end it so soon. She got off me, lay down beside me, stroked my penis, and whispered sweet nothings in my ear. Finally, she grasped my hard penis, rolled over onto the bed, and said, "Come on, my baby, we have all day, I'm going to make the most of every second."
That day, Lacey and I made love seven times in 24 hours, and we were too lazy to even put our clothes back on.
Every time I was exhausted, Lacey would find a way to get me hard again. It wasn't intentional, but the method was almost always the same. She would tell me to look at her petite body and imagine how such a delicate body could accommodate such a large 14-inch penis.
As soon as she said that, I would become rock hard.
Now I finally understand why some men are so fascinated by watching their wives or girlfriends have sex with other men; such sexual fantasies are incredibly stimulating. But frankly, I had never thought about it this way before, never imagined what it would feel like for me to have sex with another man, until one day I witnessed her being wantonly violated by that 14-inch penis.
It sounds rather perverse, but I have to admit it was a curse on me; unless I saw it with my own eyes, I would never escape those illusory images and sleepless erotic nightmares.
That night, after another ejaculation, I lay exhausted next to Lacey, not wanting to move. Lacey turned to look at me and said, "Are you feeling better now? Can we go on living together, Brian?"
"I don't know, Lacey. I think it all depends on you. I need to adjust, I need your help."
I explained to her how to break the "curse" in my heart, saying, "You have to call Darren here so I can see with my own eyes if it really happened. Maybe then I can adjust."
Lacey's face turned pale. She said, "Oh, no, absolutely not, Brian, I can't do that. I absolutely can't let you see what it's like when I have sex with Darren, it's too embarrassing. Please don't ask me to do that again." "
But it has to be done, Lacey. Those images and thoughts of you having sex with other men keep replaying in my mind, making it impossible for me to live peacefully with you. To restore peace to our lives, I need to see it for myself."
"But I can never do that with Darren in front of you, damn it, I just can't do it in front of you. Please believe me, Brian, don't insist on seeing it with your own eyes, okay?" "
I have to see it, Lacey, but you have a choice. If you want us to continue living together, you have to agree with me."
"Please, Brian, you don't know what you're talking about. Don't make me do that, Brian, please force me to do that."
"I'm not forcing you to do anything, Lacey, it's your choice. You chose to put us in this mess, and now you have to choose where we go today."
"Bryan, I'm begging you. If you only knew about me having sex with Darren, you might just be angry and disgusted, but if you saw me having sex with him, you'd despise me. It's so shameful, Brian. If you saw and heard what I did and said, it would completely ruin our future. Besides, if Darren knew you were home, he definitely wouldn't come here." "
Then I won't let him know I'm home. I'll hide in the closet."
"I've never let him come to my house, Brian. We always meet at Sally's or a hotel. I've never wanted him to know where I live, and I don't want him to know now."
"Why?"
"Because I'm afraid he'll come looking for me anytime, and you might run into him."
"Oh, if I'm not here, will you have sex with him in our big bed?"
“No, Brian, I won’t let him have sex in our bed. But he’s like a little puppy, always wanting to play with me. He always wants me to do nothing but have fun and go crazy with him all day. I don’t want him always coming here to bother me.”
“Well, it’s okay now, you can let him come here. After I’ve seen you two having sex, I’ll find a way to make him afraid to bother you here.”
Lacey stared at me silently for a few minutes before saying, “No, no, Brian, I still can’t do that. We still have a chance to make up, but if I really let you see me having sex with him, then we’re definitely finished. You definitely won’t be able to accept what you see. Then we’ll never have a chance to continue living together.”
“Whatever, Lacey.”
I said, getting out of bed, grabbing a pillow, and walking towards the door.
“Where are you going, Brian?”
“To sleep on the sofa in the living room. I’ll find an apartment to move out of later.”
After saying that, I walked out of the bedroom.
About 30 minutes later, Lacey entered the living room and sat in the armchair opposite the sofa. "Can we talk some more?" she said.
"No, thank you."
"But why, Brian? What's the point?"
"I just want some psychological balance."
"Balance? How?"
"You don't want me to see you with Darren because you know I hate your lewd behavior. If I see you, you'll restrain yourself, you'll revert to your former modesty."
"But that's impossible, Brian, that's the problem. When Darren is inside me, the only thing on my mind is sexual indulgence and pleasure. I don't want to say things that hurt you while we're having sex. But once he's inside me, I can't help but say them, and if you were watching us, you would hear them."
"And what I did with him will disgust you. Those are things I could never do in a normal state of mind. I think you should find other ways to find psychological balance, Brian. You could find a lover, bring her home, and have sex with her in front of me." "
Actually, Sally has a crush on you. You could seduce her. Since her husband cheated on her with his secretary, Sally hasn't touched a man. Of course, she's had relationships with a few black boys, but none of them are truly mature men." "
I don't want other women, Lacey. I don't want anyone else, just you. Besides, Sally herself is facing many problems, so let's not cause her any more trouble." "
Oh, what problems could she be facing?"
"Think about it, after those two teenage black boys got their hands on two old women, wouldn't they brag to their friends? Won't Sally's son, Lancer, find out?"
"Sally is likely facing two, maybe even three, problems. First, Lancer might clash with Darren and Rick, possibly even fight. Second, Lancer will see his mother as a prostitute, stop respecting her, and will definitely argue with her frequently at home. The third potential problem is that since Lancer thinks his mother is a shameless prostitute, he can sleep with her too." "
That's quite a mess. Maybe it's already happened. Perhaps Lancer also wants to sleep with you because he knows you and his mother did those lewd things with his classmates."
"He already did that. I mean, he's started harassing me, but I initially thought it was just his hormones acting up, and I just saw him as an immature kid."
"You probably flirted with him too, right?"
"Not quite."
"Then go ahead and do it."
"When do you want me to do it?"
"I'm off tomorrow, let's do it tomorrow."
Lacey sighed deeply, stood up to get her bag, took out her phone, and dialed a number.
"Hi, baby, missing me?"
"You know what I want, my little lover."
"Yeah, baby, I want every inch of your sweet little cock."
"No, no, not tonight. My husband's going on a business trip tomorrow, do you want to do it somewhere else? Do you want to fuck me in my bed?"
"I knew you'd answer like that." "
What time?"
she asked, covering the receiver.
I held up two fingers.
"Two in the afternoon, baby."
Then, she gave him my address and hung up.
“I’m so sorry, Brian. I’m so sorry for what I did to you, but I feel even more sorry for what I’m going to do tomorrow.”
Seeing her stand up, I thought of getting up to go to the bedroom with her, but she stopped me. “No, Brian, you stay here. I want to be alone now, and it seems I’ll need to get used to sleeping alone.”
“Don’t think of things so badly, Lacey. Try to do it, do what I say, let’s try to mend the rift between us.”
“You’re wrong, Brian. You don’t know how bad it was for you.”
Lacey was right—I later realized it was really, really bad for me.
When Lacey asked me to get a small travel bag from her car, I knew I had been too naive. Inside the bag were sexy stockings, leather garters, corsets, and heels with six-inch heels; vaginal lubricant, various feminine washes and hygiene products, and dozens of condoms.
“What are you going to do with all this?”
I asked Lacey.
"The high heels and tight underwear were for Darren, because he likes me dressed like a cheap street prostitute; the condoms were for Darren and Rick, because I realized I needed to protect myself well and not let those two young lads get me pregnant; the vaginal lubricant was for myself, because I wanted to be wet from the start, and I'd have to keep applying it during the hours they gang-raped me to prevent my vagina from drying out from their long thrusting."
"Although I can produce some fluid myself, it's not enough for a super big cock like Darren's."
When she was dressed, in those clothes, stockings, and shoes, Lacey really looked like one of those cheap prostitutes on 12th Avenue. She made me hard immediately; she looked so sexy.
That afternoon, after Lacey was all dressed up, we looked out the window together and saw Darren riding his mountain bike, coming up with Rick. Lacey looked out the window from behind me and said, "He brought Rick with him. What should I do?"
"Just do what you did with them before,"
I said, then ran to the bedroom and crawled into the closet opposite the bed.
Since Lacey had told me their sex would be a long affair, I'd put a very comfortable chair in the closet and several bottles of Coca-Cola. I'd even put a can in there to catch my urine if I needed to.
After a while, Lacey, one in each hand, led the two boys into the bedroom. She went straight to the bed and plopped down on the edge. Then, without a word, she began to masturbate Darren while sucking Rick's penis.
I'm a carpenter, and I use rulers a lot at work, so I know what 14 inches means, but I didn't think Darren's penis seemed that long. Looking at its size, I imagined what it would look like if it were fully inserted into Lacey's petite body.
The two boys stood before her, letting Lacey take turns giving them oral sex and masturbating them. She first gave Rick oral sex for 30 seconds, then sucked Darren's penis for the same amount of time, while her hand stroked and manipulated the penis that wasn't in her mouth.
After a while, Darren asked, "Hey, are you ready, you slut?"
Lacey didn't answer, reached under the pillow for a bottle of lubricant, and handed it to Darren so he could apply it to her. Then, still without a word, Lacey stood up, let Rick lie on the bed, bent down, and began sucking Rick's penis.
Darren also applied some lubricant to his penis, then moved behind Lacey and said, "Spread your legs wider, you bitch."
Lacey obediently spread her legs as wide as possible, allowing Darren's large glans to press between her labia and slowly slide into her vagina. Then, he began to thrust slowly and rhythmically.
I was hiding in the closet and could clearly see from the side how that thick penis inch by inch entered my wife's vagina and how it was fully inside her body. His pubic bone was pressed tightly against Lacey's buttocks, and with each deep thrust, Darren's fucking became increasingly violent.
Lacey supported herself with her arms, sitting back to receive Darren's rape. Rick's hand pressed against the back of her head, thrusting his lower abdomen upwards, desperately pounding into her mouth. Judging from the look, his glans must have already reached her throat.
Each of Darren's thrusts pushed Lacey's body upwards; she even had to stand on tiptoe to release Darren's violent impact, and each time she arched her body, Rick would forcefully press her head down, pressing her body back into the previous prone position. Under the two boys' forceful rape, in less than two minutes, Lacey screamed like a pig being slaughtered; it seemed she had reached orgasm!
This really surprised me. In the past, when we made love, it often took me ten or even several tens of minutes to bring her to orgasm, but now she orgasmed in such a short time, and I could see that her orgasms were continuous, her body was trembling violently, which had never happened in our previous married life.
Suddenly, Rick said, "Hey, I'm going to cum, you slut, swallow all my semen, or I'll make you lick my stinky asshole."
Lacey seemed to choke on his semen, she choked and tried to swallow the semen Rick shot into her mouth. I saw her throat moving constantly, but she seemed unable to swallow any faster.
"Fuck! You idiot! I told you to swallow it all, don't spill it on me!"
he said, pulling his now limp penis out of Lacey's mouth, standing up and saying, "Damn it, I need to wash up, this bitch spat her semen all over my stomach."
With the penis no longer blocking her mouth, Lacey could now moan and scream loudly: "Oh, good, oh God, good job, baby, fuck me hard, Darren, fuck me, fuck me hard, fuck me to death..."
With each scream, she seemed to reach another climax, her cries growing louder: "Fuck me, baby, fuck me, harder, put your cock all the way in, deeper, baby, give it all to me, fuck me to death, fuck me hard, baby, I want you to penetrate me completely, all the way down to my throat..."
"Fuck! You're such a fucking slut! From the first time I fucked you that night, I knew you were an incredibly wanton bitch. Now you're a pig, a slutty sow that we're fucking in your husband's bed. Tell me, are you a slutty sow?"
Lacey groaned as Darren fucked her. "Tell me, are you a slutty sow?"
Darren asked, slapping Lacey's ass as he fucked her hard.
"Yes, my baby, I'm a slutty sow."
"Okay, slutty sow, you're my slutty sow, aren't you?"
"Yes, baby, I belong to you, fuck me hard, darling, deeper, harder!"
"My slutty sow, do you know how I want to fuck you?"
"You know I belong to you, baby, do whatever you want!"
"Then I'll let you have sex with my friends, okay?"
"Sure, I'll have sex with all your friends. Fuck me hard, my baby, darling, give me your cock, fuck me hard, deeper."
"How many friends do you want to have sex with, you bitch?"
"I'll have sex with as many friends as you want me to have sex with, my baby, don't stop..."
Lacey screamed and reached another orgasm.
Just as Lacey was still lying there screaming, panting, trembling like a bitch in heat, Rick returned to the house. Looking at Lacey's lewd appearance, he said, "This slut seems to really like big black cocks, huh?"
"Yeah, she'll get even more black cocks in the future, haha,"
Darren replied.
"Hey, buddy, Lancer's mom's not here today, no one's nagging us to stop, how about we fuck this slut's ass?"
"Don't rush it, let's get her to orgasm a few more times first. Don't scare her before she's ready. I think we should get a few guys to gang rape her first, then I'll break her anal hymen, and then you can do whatever you want with her."
On the bed, Lacey's screams and moans gradually subsided. Darren said, "Alright, now it's time to get this bitch excited again."
With that, he started fucking my wife again.
"Harder, baby, harder, all the way in, my good baby, deeper, fuck me harder!"
"Do you like my black cock?"
"I love your black cock to death, my good baby, give it all to me, fuck me harder!"
"You'd do anything for my black cock, right?"
"Oh God, of course I would, baby. I'll do whatever you want, as long as you fuck me hard."
"Then I want you to suck Rick's sheepdog's cock, would you?"
"Okay, my baby, I'll do whatever you want. Fuck me hard, don't stop."
"Then let my Pox dog fuck you while you suck Rick's dog's cock, okay?"
"I'll do it if you like, darling, as long as you keep fucking me and don't stop, I'll do whatever you want."
"Oh, I'm about to cum, turn around and get ready to swallow my semen."
Lacey quickly turned around, knelt in front of Darren, and waited with her mouth open. Darren put his penis in her open mouth and vigorously stroked it. Soon, a large gush of cloudy white liquid spurted from the thick glans and shot directly into Lacey's mouth. Then, Lacey leaned over and carefully licked away the semen stuck to the glans with her lips and tongue. Lacey's throat bobbed as she swallowed all the semen.
At this moment, Rick also came over, grabbed Lacey's hand and placed it on his penis, making my wife perform oral sex on Darren while masturbating him. After Darren had enjoyed himself enough, he pulled his penis out of Lacey's mouth, and Rick laid her down on the bed, straddled her and began to fuck her wildly.
Rick only thrust for three minutes before Lacey reached another climax. She screamed, her fingernails digging into Rick's back, her legs raised high, wrapped around his waist, urging Rick to fuck her harder.
Darren stood by the bed, watching Rick rape my wife while stroking his limp penis. After a while, he climbed onto the bed and placed his semi-erect penis on Lacey's face. Lacey opened her mouth, sucking on Darren's penis while enjoying Rick's thrusts.
Seeing Rick ejaculate into my wife's vagina, Darren immediately moved between Lacey's legs, pressing his penis, already hard from her sucking, against her vaginal opening. Then, he lifted Lacey's legs and hoisted them onto his shoulders, forcefully thrusting his entire penis into Lacey's body.
Lacey screamed as she was suddenly and violently penetrated: "Oh my God, that's so strong, my baby, my sweetheart, you're killing me, good job!"
Just a minute later, Lacey reached another climax, her screams echoing throughout the house.
"My God, Rick, this bitch is so noisy, shove your cock in her mouth, I don't want to hear this shit screaming anymore."
Rick climbed onto the bed and shoved his cock into Lacey's mouth, but the moans and screams remained clear and loud.
For the next two hours, Lacey was fucked in turns by the two boys, her mouth and vagina never idle for more than 10 seconds. And during this time, whatever Darren and Rick asked her to do, she agreed without hesitation.
She agreed to have sex with dogs, suck the dicks of stallions, and engage in group sex; as long as Darren promised to keep fucking her, Lacey was willing to do anything for them. During this process, Lacey repeatedly reached orgasm, I estimate the interval between each orgasm was no more than 5 minutes.
Finally, Lacey separated from them. "I need to pee,"
she said, getting out of bed and running to the bathroom.
Seeing her leave the room, Rick said, "When do we take her out?"
"Next Friday. My brother is throwing a bachelor party next Friday and wants to find some white women to have some fun with. This bitch doesn't know about it yet."
"How many people are going to the party?"
"About 20. I'm going to fuck her anally first, and then all of you can play with her as you please until you don't want her anymore." "
And then?"
"I found a guy who'll pay me a lot of money if I let him film Lacey having sex with the dog. After that, I'll take Lacey out on the street and have her solicit prostitutes. As long as the police don't interfere, she can keep doing it."
"Your plan is too awesome, isn't it? Then we'll have no cunts to fuck."
"It's okay, we can fuck Lancer's mom."
"Oh, right. But that woman isn't as slutty and cheap as this one."
At this moment, Lacey returned, and Darren said to her, "Want to fuck a little longer?"
"Of course, my lover, come on."
Saying that, she walked up to Darren, knelt down, opened her mouth, and took his penis in, sucking hard.
Darren said, "Hey, you filthy whore, you still owe Rick a service. You didn't eat all of his semen as he said, now you should go lick his asshole."
Lacey didn't say anything, turned around and went to Rick, kneeling down to lick his ass. Then Darren spoke again, "If you still want the pleasure of being fucked by my big cock, you have to lick Rick's asshole properly. Come on, you slut, stick your tongue into his asshole, I want to see your pink tongue inserted into Rick's black anus. Come on, you stinking bitch, lick it well, only by licking his asshole well can you get the reward of my big cock."
After Darren and Rick's anuses had been licked and penetrated by Lacey's tongue, they told her to go to the bathroom to rinse her mouth and brush her teeth, and they went to the bathroom with her. So, for about 5 minutes, I didn't see or hear anything, only the sound of the shower water.
After a while, the two boys returned to the bedroom. Rick said, "I'm such a perverted piece of shit. I've never tried peeing in a woman's mouth before. Of course, I've also never met a woman like this before, kneeling there and letting a man pee on her. Tell me, what wouldn't a woman like that do?" "
She'd do anything for my big cock. This slut loves being fucked by my big cock; she'll do anything to be fucked."
"Dude, are you sure you really want to take her to be gang-raped by other guys? We've never met such a slutty woman before, and maybe we'll never meet one again. What if we share her with others and can't get her back?"
"It's okay, this woman's husband will find out about her sooner or later, so we have to use her as much as possible. We can get $30,000 for making her film herself having sex with a dog and for getting gang-raped at a bachelor party, not including the money from prostitution on 12th Avenue. Once her husband finds out, we won't get anything, and we won't have another chance to fuck her."
At this moment, the shower in the bathroom stopped, and a few minutes later, Lacey walked into the bedroom while drying herself with a towel. As soon as she entered the room, Rick immediately pulled her onto the bed and pushed her down, then straddled her. At the same time, Darren knelt down in front of her face, put his limp penis to her mouth, and commanded, "Come on, lick it hard for me, you worthless slut!"
A few minutes later, Rick ejaculated into her vagina again, and then Darren quickly took Rick's place, thrusting violently into Lacey's body. Less than a minute later, Lacey was brought to orgasm again by Darren, and she screamed again.
"Do you love my black cock, you filthy bitch?"
"Oh God, I love it to death, my baby. You know I love your big cock, no one can fuck me as well as you." "
Doesn't your husband fuck you as well?"
"Not as well as you, darling, not as well as you."
"That's because his white cock is too small, right?"
"Yes, baby, his cock is too small, not as magnificent and thick as yours, darling, harder, baby, deeper, fuck me harder, my lover, fuck me hard and deep, don't just tease me, deeper, my lover, I want all of you."
"Do you like white cocks, bitch?"
"No, baby, I like your big black cock."
"But I want to watch you suck a white cock."
"Whatever, fuck me harder, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me..."
As she said this, Lacey orgasmed again.
Darren said, "I really want to see her suck a white cock. Hey Rick, give Lancer a call and see if he can come over and enjoy his mom's friend right now."
Rick picked up the phone on the bedside table and dialed a number.
"Hello, is this Mrs. Wilson? Is Lancer home?"
"Of course, it's important."
Rick covered the receiver and turned to Darren, saying, "She said she's busy right now, but when I told her it was important, she said she'd go get him."
After a pause, Rick continued, "Hello, Lancer, it's me. Darren and I are at Mrs. Moran's house right now, fucking her. Listen..."
He held the receiver up to Lacey's vulva, letting the sounds of Darren's thrusting carry through the receiver, "She's a real slut, man, enough for the three of us. Want to come?"
"Are you sure?"
"Okay, man, don't say we didn't call you."
Rick hung up and said to Darren, "Lancer said he can't come. Looks like he doesn't want this free sex feast."
Darren laughed and said, "Was he a little out of breath when he answered the phone?"
"Yeah, a little."
"That means he's already having a sex feast."
"You mean he's with his mom..."
"Yes, my dear brother, that's exactly what I mean."
Darren, annoyed that Lancer couldn't come, said, "What a disappointment, my little bitch. I really wanted to watch you suck a tiny white cock, but Lancer's too busy to come. I'm so disappointed, I don't even want to fuck you anymore."
"No, no, baby, don't stop, don't pull out. If you don't stop fucking me, I'll find you a white cock to suck for you."
"Oh, whose cock do you want to suck?"
"My husband's. I can suck my husband's tiny white cock for you."
"Oh, do you think he'd agree to let us watch you suck his cock? What kind of man would he be? A little cock man willing to endure humiliation?"
"Actually, he knows you guys fucked me. This time, he's the one who made me invite you to my house to fuck me. He allowed me to do this. I can suck him for you, darling, I can, as long as you don't pull your cock out of my body. Please, baby, fuck me, I'll show you how I suck a white man's little cock."
"He already knows?"
"Yes, baby, he knows everything. He made me do this, he made me call you guys to fuck me. Come on, baby, fuck me hard, go deeper, I need your big cock, baby, I need it."
"He made you fuck us? What kind of spineless man is he? Will he suck my cock for you?"
"He will, baby, he loves me very much, he'll do anything for me."
"Oh, so will he agree to let me fuck his ass while he sucks Rick's cock?"
"Yeah, baby, he'll agree. He'll do that for me. I'll make him agree to everything you ask, baby. I'll make him do anything you want. Just you wait and see. I can do it. Now fuck me properly, baby. Please fuck me hard, stop drooling over me. Put it in, put it deeper."
"Sorry, you slut, I want to see it now. I can't wait for him to come home in a few days and see that exciting scene again."
"You don't need to wait, baby, he's here. He's hiding in the closet watching us. He knows you're fucking me, baby, he wants to watch you fuck me, so he had me call you over while he watches from the closet. He'll do anything for me, baby, come on, fuck me hard, you can ask him directly, baby, ask him."
Now, things had taken a completely unexpected turn. Since Lacey had already said I was in the closet, there was no need for me to hide any longer, so I pushed open the closet door and came out. The bedroom erupted in chaos; the two boys frantically tried to get dressed so they could escape at any moment. Their faces were filled with fear as they peeked at each other, seemingly wanting to say something.
Finally, Rick mustered his courage and said to me, "I said, man, please calm down, we're leaving right now."
Darren chimed in, "Man, she sent us here. I didn't do anything. She wanted us. She called us here. Man, she sent us here."
Hearing them say this, Lacey couldn't help but yell, "Don't say that, my darlings! Don't go! Brian will do what you want him to do. Don't pull your dick out of me! Brian wants you to fuck me properly. You can ask him. Brian, you tell them not to leave. You tell them you'll do those things, you'll agree to their demands, right, Brian? Don't let them go, Brian, don't let them leave."
The two kids didn't care about any of that. They hurriedly dressed and shuffled nervously toward the door. I kept my eyes glued to them, following behind them, until they were indeed out of my house. Then, I ran to the kitchen, grabbed a beer from the fridge, and downed it in one gulp.
The scene I just witnessed and the conversation I overheard left me deeply disturbed. Admittedly, what I saw was incredibly arousing, but I couldn't believe it—was that really my wife? She was nothing but a shameless sex toy!
When I returned to the bedroom, Lacey was crying. Seeing me, she yelled, "You bastard! You let him go! You made him pull his penis out of me and leave! I was about to come, I was about to climax, and you let him go! I hate you! I thought you loved me, but if you really loved me, how could you let him leave me when I was about to climax?" I was speechless
. I could only shrug, shake my head, and leave the bedroom. I sat on the sofa in the living room, drinking glass after glass of wine, and soon drifted off to sleep. When I woke up, I saw Lacey sitting opposite me in the armchair, her eyes red and swollen, staring intently at me. We stared at each other for a while, and finally, Lacey broke the silence.
"I warned you, but you wouldn't listen. I told you not to watch me have sex with them, but you insisted. I knew that would ruin our last chance."
"Yes, you're right. Thankfully, I didn't do what you told them. I had to see you and them having sex with me. It did ruin our chances of getting back together, but not for the reason you think. You think your debauchery made me angry and disgusted, causing me to leave you, but you're wrong, Lacey. Your debauchery actually excited me. I always thought I wouldn't be excited to see you being raped by other men, but I was." "
Lacey, do you know what? What completely destroyed our last chance of getting back together was seeing with my own eyes that you were completely controlled by that black kid named Darren, body and mind. You did whatever he wanted you to do. He had absolute control over you. You had completely become his sex toy."
I said calmly to Lacey.
Seeing her silence, I continued, "What you said tonight was entirely your true feeling. No matter what he said, you would have answered yes. If he brought 20 boys here tonight, you would have had sex with every single one of them without hesitation."
"You would have had sex with dogs and stallions as he demanded. You even agreed to let me suck their dicks and let them fuck my anus; I know that was entirely your honest opinion. Now that he has so completely possessed your body and mind, I can no longer live with you, and I can no longer trust you."
"Your future has already been planned by him, Lacey. Next Friday, you'll be gang-raped by at least 20 guys at his brother's bachelor party. He's also paid someone to film you having sex with a dog, and then he'll take you to 12th Avenue to prostitute yourself."
"You can't stop him, Lacey, because you're obsessed with his big cock. That dick is the conductor of your mind, and that kid knows it all too well. I can stop him, but only when I'm around. If he comes looking for you or calls you, I can stop you two, but I can't be with you 24/7, so I'm powerless."
"Then don't see him anymore, Brian. I promise you, you don't have to worry about this anymore. If you hadn't insisted, I wouldn't have wanted to see him last night. Frankly, Brian, I can do this because I don't want to lose you. Now, for you, I'll resolutely leave Darren. Please, Brian, give me a chance, okay?"
Lacey said earnestly.
I looked at her, struggling internally. At least in my mind, it was impossible for her to leave Darren's big cock.
"Okay, Lacey, I'll give you one more chance. But only once. If something like this happens again, I'll never forgive you. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, let's just let it go."
Later, she probably only managed to avoid seeing Darren for about two weeks, I can't be too sure, and if I hadn't stumbled upon something one day, I wouldn't have suspected her. I drive past Sally's house every day on my way to work. Two weeks after I agreed to give Lacey another chance, I left work a little early one day because I needed to go home to pick up my health insurance documents.
As I drove past Sally's house, I noticed Lacey's car parked in front of her house, next to two mountain bikes that I recognized very well. I quickly turned my car around and parked a little further away to observe.
Around 4:30 p.m., Darren and Rick came out of Sally's house, got on their bikes, and left. Fifteen minutes later, Lacey also came out of Sally's house, carrying her bag full of "sex toys," and got into her car. I followed her home in my car. After parking, I ran over, opened the passenger door, and grabbed her bag.
The first thing I saw was her high heels and stockings, stained with filthy semen. Lacey looked at me, somewhat taken aback. "It's not what you think, Brian. Let me explain."
"No need to explain, Lacey. And you don't need to come back in. From now on, you can't live here anymore."
With that, I threw the bag down, turned, got back to my car, and drove off like a madman.

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