The cuckolded husband's crazy dream

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For a long time, I harbored a wild dream: to see petite white women brutally raped by tall black men. To me, this scene of white against black, petite against tall, was incredibly lewd and stimulating. I am an average-sized white man, and I was very fortunate to meet a very beautiful white woman; she was petite and had red hair. We quickly fell in love and got married. After marriage, we were not only a loving couple but also close friends. My sexy and beautiful wife is only 1.55 meters tall and weighs about 42 kilograms. Our happy married life and relaxed job have kept her in shape: 34B+, 23, 34. Before our marriage, both my wife and I had experienced unsuccessful marriages; therefore, we cherish our relationship. For many years after our marriage, our relationship has been stable, and we trust each other implicitly. Gradually, I began to let my wife watch videos with me of tall black men raping petite white women. We both found the scene incredibly lewd and exciting. Without realizing it, we'd make love wildly as the DVD plot unfolded, and the subsequent orgasms were more intense than ever before. I often bought my wife sexy, revealing clothes and had her wear them to dance halls with me. My wife was always happy to show off her alluring body. Once, we went to a couples' club, a very famous swapping club. It not only had couples but also many single men looking for partners for threesomes. While dancing, I noticed many couples around us were attracted to my beautiful and sexy wife. Some men would intentionally or unintentionally touch her high breasts or her shapely buttocks. We had never been to such a club before. The free and decadent atmosphere gradually drove us crazy, making us lose control. So, my wife and I left the club hand in hand and immediately found a love hotel. We made love all night in the hotel room, releasing our uncontrollable sexual desire. The following weekend, we couldn't wait to go back to the club for another wild night. While dancing, I pointed out several Black men to my wife. These tall, muscular Black men were embracing white women, caressing their bodies as they danced, and the women clearly enjoyed the men's embraces and caresses. After dancing for a while, I told my wife to rest while I went to the bar for some drinks. At the bar, I spoke to several well-dressed, tall Black men, mentioning that the woman (my wife) loved to dance and suggesting they invite her. Soon, a polite Black man appeared beside my wife and invited her to dance, which she readily accepted. In the decadent atmosphere of the dance hall, under the combined influence of alcohol, my wife became increasingly relaxed. She leaned comfortably against the stranger, allowing him to tease and caress her body. After several fast-paced dance tracks, some soothing music began, and my wife, held tightly in the Black man's arms, swayed her body to the slow rhythm of the music. My wife's high breasts rubbed against the man's stomach, while his bulging genitals pressed against her lower abdomen. His large hands caressed her back, then stopped and kneaded her sexy, plump buttocks, his fingers even pressing into her cleft, rubbing up and down in that alluring crevice. I sat at a small table beside the dance floor watching my wife and the man dance. Their flirtatious display stimulated my senses, causing my genitals to involuntarily swell. The soothing music continued, and I saw the black man's hand already inside my wife's clothes, his other hand tightly embracing her body, his erect penis pressing against her stomach through his pants. At this moment, a wanton expression appeared on my wife's face, her eyes filled with desire; she even intentionally or unintentionally rubbed her abdomen against the man's penis pressing against her. When the song ended, my wife and the man returned to the table I had been sitting at, embracing each other. I noticed that two buttons on my wife's blouse were undone (of course, she never wore a bra when she danced with me). My wife introduced her new friend to me. I got up to greet him, told them to sit down at the table, and went to the bar to get them some drinks. When I returned, the man was already sitting in my chair, holding my wife tightly in his arms, one hand caressing her breasts, the other rubbing her thigh. Another song started, and the man eagerly pulled my wife onto the dance floor. They were once again tightly embracing, their teasing each other even more brazenly. The man lowered his head to my wife's face, kissing her forehead and neck while whispering in her ear. When they returned to the table, my wife went to the restroom. This gave me an opportunity, so I told the black man that I really enjoyed and appreciated his teasing and seducing of my sexy, beautiful wife. My wife returned from the restroom, and she handed me something—my God! It was her panties, already soaked with her juices. Just as my wife was about to sit down in the chair next to me, the black man patted his thigh, gesturing for her to sit there. My wife glanced at me and sat down without hesitation. The man put his arm around my wife, reached in and unbuttoned the last two buttons of her blouse, then slipped his hand inside to pinch and knead her breasts. Through her thin clothing, I could see his large black hand, like a bear's paw, ravaging my wife's fair and delicate breasts, playing with her already erect nipples. Under his ministrations, my wife's eyes were filled with lustful desire. At that moment, the same lewd farce was unfolding in every corner of the club; so I didn't worry about being noticed. As the man teased and caressed her, my wife's breathing grew heavier. The man played with my wife's body, enjoying the best and most complete resources available at Nini Lu.Dom told me he envied me for marrying such a wonderful woman, and that he thought I was a very lucky man. I agreed with him and was very proud to have such a wife. His huge, dark hand roamed over my wife's fair thighs—the sight was so stimulating! My penis swelled uncontrollably; I loved this scene! The man continued to caress my wife's thighs, his hand sometimes slipping under her skirt, sometimes stroking her slender ankles. Then he whispered something in her ear, and my wife shook her head shyly, murmuring, "No...no!" He continued to whisper in her ear, and my wife turned to look at me, then back at him, and slowly parted her knees, opening her red, moist vulva to him. I didn't want to stop them. He spread her legs wider and reached out to rub her sensitive vulva. Her clitoris was engorged and swollen, and she moaned softly under his stimulation. He parted her labia and inserted a thick, dark finger deep into her vagina, thrusting it in and out. Watching my beautiful wife being roughly fingered, watching her nipples about to burst through her clothes, watching her head tilt back, exposing her tender vagina to a stranger, I knew my long-held, wildly crazy dream was about to come true! Just as my wife was trembling and experiencing frequent orgasms as the man played with her, my penis violently ejaculated in my pants! This was the first time I had ejaculated without stroking my own penis, and it was so powerful and so pleasurable! (2) I really couldn't believe that I was sitting there, in the bustling swapping club, watching my wife being wantonly played with by a complete stranger. My wife—beautiful, shy, and sexy—sat naked on the black man's lap, letting him play with her beautiful, charming, fair, and tender body. The man lifted her shirt, sucked and rubbed her breasts, and ordered her to spread her legs, exposing her private parts completely to him. The man was fondling my once-exclusive, delicate vulva, his thick, dark fingers roughly thrusting in and out of my wife's still-closed vagina. My wife was experiencing an unprecedented orgasm under his ministrations, while I was fulfilling a long-cherished, insane dream—my fair, alluring wife being brutally violated by a tall, muscular black man right before my eyes! After fondling my wife's buttocks for a while, the black man whispered something in her ear. My wife smiled slightly, then turned to me and loudly declared that she wanted to leave with that black man. My heart pounded. I was certain everyone within a five-meter radius had heard my wife's words. I jumped up, quickly gathered our belongings, and followed them out of the club. The black man, arm in arm with my wife, walked towards the exit. Everyone in the dance hall watched them, their faces bearing sinister smiles, for everyone knew that tonight, my wife would be wantonly raped and ravaged by this burly black man like a wanton prostitute. My wife's shirt was still open, revealing her navel and most of her breast. The black man's hands continued to caress and rub her back and buttocks, silently proclaiming their lust to all who were watching. Arriving at the parking lot, the black man said he wanted to ride with us to a hotel for a wild party. I opened the back door for my wife, then, suppressing my wildly beating heart, watched the man squeeze into the back seat, sitting tightly next to my wife. What should I do now? There was no other way but to move to the front, get in the driver's seat, and become their driver. On the way to the hotel, I kept sneaking peeks at them through the rearview mirror. I saw the man reach his huge black hands inside my wife's unbuttoned shirt, wantonly rubbing and pinching her breasts, then pulling out her nipples and biting them with his teeth. After his ministrations, my wife's clothes slipped off her shoulders, her entire fair upper body completely exposed to this large black man, and pedestrians outside the car could also see her naked upper body through the windows. At this point, my wife no longer cared whether her body was being seen by others. Her head was pressed against the back of the car seat, moaning and twisting her head as the man's hands, fingers, and lips ravaged every part of her body. ... When we arrived at the hotel, I parked the car, got out, and opened the back door for them to get out. My wife tried to button up her shirt, but the man held her hand, forcing her to put on her clothes, haphazardly buttoning two buttons, and then pulling her by the hand, leading her through the hotel lobby and up the stairs. I followed behind them, carrying my wife's coat and a bag of drinks. In the room, I sat quietly in a corner, watching in a daze as my wife was about to be violated by the first black penis in her life. My wife stood there, letting the black man slowly undress her, his hands caressing and kneading her fair and delicate body—a body that, just an hour ago, had only been enjoyed by me. My wife, following the black man's orders, crawled forward, spreading her legs and exposing her hairy vulva to him. The black man stood behind her, first using one finger, then two, to probe and explore her vagina until he found her G-spot. Then, he inserted two fingers into her vagina, his thumb rubbing her erect clitoris, bringing her to the peak of pleasure. Next, he made my wife lie down, keeping her body in a "spread-eagle" position, and he got up and began to undress. When he finally removed his shorts, revealing his enormous, hard black penis, my heart almost stopped. That penis was huge; the dark red glans was like a large duck egg, and the shaft, almost as long as my forearm, had prominent veins, looking quite menacing. I worried whether my wife could withstand the ravages of that massive penis. At that moment, the black man returned to my wife's side and buried his face in her breasts, sucking and biting them. My wife groaned, swaying her hips. When the black man's enormous black penis pressed against her buttocks and vulva, she jerked as if electrocuted, sitting up abruptly to face him—the first black penis she had ever seen before! The black man stood before my wife, thrusting his swollen, erect penis in front of her face, ordering her to kiss it with her small mouth. My wife lowered her head, gripping the erect penis tightly in her hands, and began kissing every inch of its skin. As she kissed, she extended her tongue to lick his penis and testicles, changing the way and direction of her licking as he instructed. Her mouth licked deeper and deeper, all the way to the black man's hairy anus. At his command, my wife diligently circled her tongue around his anus, trying to push it deeper inside. Then, under my gaze, my wife opened her sexy little mouth and swallowed that huge black cock whole, trying her best to take the entire thick, long cock into her mouth. My cock was about to explode! I needed to release! I recklessly pulled my swollen cock out of my pants and started masturbating in front of them. It was an unimaginable, unbelievable scene: my beautiful wife holding another man's thick cock and heavy testicles, greedily licking and sucking them in front of me, and even pushing her tongue, which I had once sucked, into another man's stinky asshole, while I, as her husband, could only sit opposite them, stroking and caressing my own little cock. I loved this scene! After fully enjoying my wife's oral service, the man pulled his thick black cock out of her mouth and ordered her to lie down, ready to be fucked. My wife turned over, obediently lay down, and tried to open her thighs as wide as possible, showing off her red, tender, and wet pussy, waiting for the man's attack. The man's movements were incredibly swift. Before I could even see what was happening, his thick, black penis was already fully inserted into my wife's vagina. Then, he began to thrust wildly, his dark red penis glistening with the vaginal fluid from my wife's vagina as he thrust in and out. My wife's labia were repeatedly pushed in and pulled out with his thrusts, her body heaving back and forth with each shove. The immense pleasure made my wife's head sway wildly from side to side, her mouth uttering intermittent moans and cries, her voice filled with the joy of orgasm and the pain of being violated. Oh! My lovely wife, her little hole was being fiercely fucked and pounded by that black penis, twice the size of mine, her tender hole was about to be fucked to pieces! My wife's delicate vagina was filled to the brim with that big black penis, she was enjoying wave after wave of pleasurable orgasms, she had been completely conquered by this ferocious black meat stick, her lewd life had begun! This enormous, gorilla-like, ferocious black man had been fucking my petite, fair-skinned wife for almost two hours with his massive cock, ravaging her body in every way imaginable. Now, he seemed a little tired, so he patted my wife's breasts, turned over, and lay down on the bed, his still-erect black cock standing straight up in the lewd atmosphere. My wife got up, spread her fair legs, and straddled the man...His wife's vagina, dripping with vaginal fluid, swallowed his erect black penis completely. Then, my wife's naked body began to rise and fall on his sweaty, shiny body. Ah! The scene was just like a lovely, fair-skinned Snow White taming a wild black horse! The black horse galloped inside my wife's body, and my wife wandered in the climax of sexual desire. The constant waves of sexual climax drove my wife completely crazy! I was completely stunned. I couldn't believe that the petite woman riding on this huge black penis was my once shy little wife? The man ejaculated, but the woman continued to ride. The cloudy semen flowed from the vagina along with the up-and-down movements of my wife's body, down the man's still swollen, erect black penis, down to his black testicles, and then down to his black anus... (3) I forgot to tell you our names. My lovely, sexy, and sexually aroused little wife is named Kay, and I am named Robert. Now I'll continue our story, and I hope you enjoy it. For the next few months, whenever possible, we'd visit the swinger club on weekends. If we planned to go to the club on the weekend, Kay would be excited and looking forward to it all week, preparing well in advance for the fun-filled night. I'd also actively help her prepare, offering excellent suggestions on her attire. I loved it when she wore those sheer, pure white blouses, so that under the neon lights at night, people could clearly see her prominent pink nipples through the fabric; I also loved it when she wore short black miniskirts, because people could easily see her black garter belts, her tiny black panties, and even the brown pubic hair and red labia peeking out from under them. Of course, she never wore a bra when we went out partying. Whenever we planned a weekend outing, Kay would book a hotel room on Thursday so she could spend the night partying with other men. On Fridays, she would meticulously paint her nails and toenails with bright, sexy nail polish. Before Saturday night, she would go to the bathroom early, light several red candles, and wash her body for a long time with very hot water, letting me help her wash her back, thighs, feet, and arms. After bathing, she would spray her fair body with expensive perfume, carefully trim her pubic hair, and shave her legs. My beautiful wife thus meticulously prepared her body, ready to offer her petite, sexy body flawlessly to any strange man she encountered, especially tall, muscular Black men. And I, as her husband, was earnestly and enthusiastically helping her with these preparations. The only thing that bothers me slightly is that Kay refuses to have sex with me starting Thursdays. She always says she needs to conserve her energy for the weekend's sexual feast; moreover, she wants to keep her body clean, hoping her mouth, vagina, and anus are uncontaminated by my semen, and her body is free of my sweat, so that her weekend lovers can enjoy her pure body without regret. She wants to offer herself completely, inside and out, to any man who wants to rape her on the weekend. This means I rarely have the chance to have sex with her. After the weekend revelry, she usually needs to rest on Monday and Tuesday, and she doesn't allow me to touch her on Thursday, leaving me only the pitiful Wednesday. Even that day is often disrupted by unpredictable events, resulting in me often not having a chance to be intimate with her for a month. I can only release my desires through masturbation while watching her being wantonly raped by other men. But I don't complain. I like this life, I like my wife's happiness; her happiness is my happiness! Almost every Saturday night, my beautiful wife would dance in the center of the club's ballroom, attracting many single Black men who vied for her attention, hoping to win her favor and have the chance to play with and ravage her body, which they had so carefully prepared for them. Whenever soothing music played, my wife would pull a large Black man to my table and ask if I would allow her to dance with him. She never refused the men who invited her, and of course, I didn't want to spoil their fun. All night long, I had no interest in anyone else in the club; all my attention was focused on my beautiful, sexy wife. My eyes followed her dancing figure, and if other couples dancing together blocked my view, I would leave my seat and walk through the crowd to find my wife until I saw her and her partner. I couldn't explain why I enjoyed watching my wife being embraced, fondled, teased, and molested by tall Black men so much; how I derived such immense psychological satisfaction from it. I really didn't understand. Watching my wife's petite body being held and caressed by a tall, muscular Black man, I felt it was the greatest pleasure of my life, and I thought it must be the greatest pleasure of my wife's life too. One day, I discovered online that a group of people were organizing a "Black and White Zebra" party—a party where Black men gang-rape white women. My wife and I had never attended a party like this before, so I felt very excited and longing. I told Kay about it, and she also expressed great interest. She said she had never witnessed Black men raping other white women, and she really wanted to attend such a party to see firsthand what kind of madness it was. So, I contacted those people and received their invitation. *** *** *** *** As agreed, we arrived at the venue on time. It was a two-story loft-style motel, similar to an apartment building, with bedrooms on each floor. Upon entering the hotel, I saw eight or nine Black men standing or sitting in the lobby; two White women, accompanied by their husbands, had arrived before us. My wife always seemed rather shy in unfamiliar places; so I quickly went to get her a drink, hoping to ease her discomfort. When I went into the kitchen and looked back, I saw my wife, who seemed somewhat lost in the lobby, already being warmly embraced by a tall Black man. He greeted her with a flirtatious expression and introduced her to the other guests. Watching my wife's petite figure disappear under the broad arms of those Black men, my heart began to pound again. She was surrounded by those dangerous Black predators, but in the occasional glimpses of her face through the gaps, I saw no fear, no worry, only a radiant smile. After a flurry of greetings and small talk, my wife was embraced, kissed, rubbed, and caressed by each of the Black men. Then, one of them led her aside for an intimate conversation. A while later, she came to the kitchen to get a drink. Seeing me standing there, she told me that the black man who had been talking to her was ridiculous; he was a bit drunk and kept touching her inappropriately. As she spoke, she left the kitchen with her drink, only to be immediately pulled into the black man's arms again. At that moment, a particularly tall and burly black man (I later learned he was about 1.97 meters tall and weighed 113 kilograms) walked in from the hotel entrance. He went straight to my wife, put his arm around her, and said, "Sorry I'm late." Then, he took her small hand and led her away from the drunkard. At that moment, I didn't know where the black man was taking my wife, or what he would do to her. Would this tall black man turn my wife into a slut and sex slave, subservient to his big black penis? I really hoped he would! However, the Black man didn't immediately rape my wife as I had imagined. He simply led her to another table, sat down, and intimately chatted with her, embracing her petite body. They talked like this for almost an hour. Then, the Black man took my wife's hand, and they went upstairs together into a bedroom. Before they went in, some suggestive sounds were already coming from there. I quickly got up and followed my wife and the Black man upstairs. I stood at the bedroom door and saw my wife being held tightly in the Black man's arms. They watched as three Black men in the bedroom were working together to rape a short, white girl. On the large bed in the bedroom, the three Black men's large penises were inserted into the girl's mouth, vagina, and anus, the violent thrusting causing the poor little girl to moan continuously. Around them, several other Black men with swollen, erect penises waited to enter the girl's body. The gang rape lasted for over two hours. Five or six tall, burly Black men took turns ejaculating into her mouth, vagina, and anus, each of her three orifices receiving five or six streams of thick, foul-smelling semen. Finally, the girl was rendered unconscious, lying limply on the bed, her pale, naked body sprawled out, completely defenseless. The poor girl's breasts...Her thighs and buttocks were covered in pinch marks and bite marks, semen clung to the corners of her mouth, and her vagina and anus were open, the cloudy white semen staining the area around the openings and dripping onto the sheets. Kay's new friend—the tall Black man holding her—named Deng, placed my wife on the table beside the bed, watching several Black men gang rape the girl while he fondled and fondled my wife's breasts. The stimulation of Deng's actions and the gang rape scene before her eyes ignited a burning lust in my wife's petite body. She tilted her head back, offering her red lips to Deng, and began to suck on his tongue. At that moment, another Black man approached my wife, lifted her shirt, and pushed up the hem of her mini-skirt to her waist, exposing her two beautiful, white legs. He then groped her fair body with his hands. My wife clearly enjoyed the kisses and caresses. She opened her arms, spread her legs, her eyes glazed, and breathed heavily, letting the two black men's four black hands caress and rub her private parts. My wife finally got what she wanted; she had witnessed firsthand how other white women were raped and played with by those tall, powerful black men. Her lust was aroused, and she reached out her hands to explore the groins of the two men beside her. She wanted to find those large, engorged penises that could give her ecstasy; she wanted to be gang-raped like that girl, her vagina, anus, and mouth filled with the thick semen of these black men. Of course, this was also what I most longed for. I wanted to see my petite wife gang-raped by those tall black men, reduced to a sex slave to those large, black penises! However, whether the men were afraid of Deng or their strength and semen were exhausted from the previous gang rape, they only caressed and rubbed my wife's body, without actually raping her. Just as I was wondering when they would strip my wife naked and throw her on the bed to rape her, Deng brought my wife to me. He told me he was taking her away to our hotel room to enjoy her virginity alone. He asked where our hotel was, and I told him it wasn't far, just a block away. I said I could take them there, and Deng nodded in agreement. As soon as we entered the hotel room, Deng immediately stripped my wife naked, pressed her against the coffee table by the door, and began to caress and rub her naked body with his large hands. He spread her legs, positioning her vulva directly in front of his face, kissed her vulva, inserted his fingers into her vagina, and licked her anus. Then, he inserted one, two, three, four fingers into her vagina repeatedly, then pulled them out, licking the vaginal secretions clinging to his fingers. My wife and I were both puzzled; how could he keep dilating my wife's vagina with his fingers without actually raping her? When he took off his pants, we finally understood—his penis was enormous! My wife and I had never seen such a donkey-like penis hanging between a person's legs! My petite wife was finally about to experience the power of a huge donkey's penis! Deng easily lifted my wife under his arm and carried her to the bedside. He threw her onto the bed, took off the rest of his shirt, and pressed his massive body down on her. Perhaps knowing how large his penis was, Deng started making love to my wife very gently. He kissed her lips, caressed her breasts, rubbed her vulva, and used various techniques to arouse her desire and stir her emotions. This seemingly rough, black man was actually a gentle lover, a master of seduction and lovemaking! Seeing that my wife was fully aroused, Deng lay down on the bed and had my wife climb on top of him to serve him. My petite wife lay on top of him, trying her best to open her mouth and give him oral sex, but she could only take in the head of his penis—it was just too big! Seeing that my wife had reached her limit, Deng didn't push her any further. He moved his penis in and out of her mouth a few times, then rolled over, preparing to rape and ravage her tender vagina. He took a bottle of lubricant from the pocket of his shirt, which he had tossed aside by the bed, opened the cap, and smeared it on his enormous black penis. Then, he spread my wife's legs and rubbed his large penis against her aroused, impatient vulva. This teasing made my wife even more itchy and thirsty. She swayed her hips, trying to grasp the large penis she had longed for with her cunt. But Deng didn't want to satisfy my wife immediately. He rubbed the head of his penis against my wife's labia, gently inserting it into her vagina, then immediately pulling it out. Although this teasing made my wife uncomfortable, it undoubtedly helped her prepare to receive his enormous penis. Finally, Deng's large penis slowly entered my wife's vagina. With her moans, high and low, the penis was fully inserted into her body. "Ah!" my wife cried out, saying that Deng's penis was bursting her apart, like the baby's head getting stuck at the vaginal opening during childbirth, it was really stretching her to the point of bursting! Hearing my wife's words, I felt both excited and shocked. Deng's penis was so big! Could my wife handle it? The discomfort slowly disappeared, replaced by an increasingly strong sexual desire and pleasure. My wife moaned, letting Deng thrust into her forcefully, causing her vaginal fluid to gush out... Deng kept fucking her; now she was his woman, now he was giving her the greatest pleasure of her life. A surge of sexual climax coursed through her body like a raging tide, wave after wave. Her body convulsed and trembled beneath Deng's, her head bobbing left and right on the bed, as if releasing the demons of lust within her. They kept making love, kept making love, as if they never wanted to stop. My wife clung tightly to Deng's body with both hands, her vagina locking onto his penis. She absolutely didn't want to give up the pleasure she had just experienced; she wouldn't allow his penis to leave her body. Deng thrust into my wife with the ferocity of a pile driver, moaning loudly as they both entered a breathtaking climax… Deng rolled off my wife onto the bed, both of them gasping for breath. My wife lay there with her legs wide open, as if flattened by Deng, her body almost buried in the sheets. Her legs were spread wide, her vagina, still open from Deng's violation, oozing cloudy semen. Damn, it was so lewd! Beside her, the thick, black penis that had just possessed my wife's swollen vulva writhed slightly between Deng's legs, seemingly proclaiming the joy of possession. Throughout the entire process of my wife being raped and ravaged by that thick, black penis, I watched with excitement while busily recording it all with my digital video camera. From my wife's radiant face, I saw her expression of excitement, joy, and lust; her beautiful and captivating expression was beyond words. I knew my wife enjoyed being raped by black men's large penises; I also knew I enjoyed watching her being raped by them. However, the joy we felt was also beyond words…

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