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  My Pleasure

  Cuckolded by my Hotwife

  Natasha Hunter

  copyright © 2017

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  On the outside, we looked like the most perfectly normal young couple in our upscale subdivision in Boring Town, USA. Grayson had a respectable job at the local hospital as one of its youngest doctors. I was the stay-at-home trophy wife who volunteered on various charities boards. We had a beautiful house in a nice neighborhood, drove the best cars, and lived a perfectly charmed life, by all accounts.

  We had respectability in droves, but we were severely lacking excitement, especially in the bedroom. I couldn't imagine a lifetime of missionary sex and oral on special occasions, so I gathered up my courage and confided in my new husband that I needed more. Craved more.

  That night—after too much wine—Grayson took me roughly with lots of vulgar dirty talk. It was like he was a new man, and I was utterly captivated. After that night, he would try to up the ante when we made love, and somewhere along the way, his dirty talk began to incorporate fantasy lovers into our bed. It was fun and frivolous, or so I thought until I realized that we kept returning to one particular scenario—one where I'd get fucked by a big black guy while he watched.

  There was something so taboo and provocative about it, that the mere thought of that situation truly happening would send us into orgasmic bliss.

  For his birthday, I dressed up in the sexiest lingerie I owned and covered myself in sparkling jewelry, then tied him up in a chair beside the bed and made him watch as I fucked myself with a big black dildo that I had purchased online. It was a powerful moment for the both of us. His cock had never been so hard or throbbing, he claimed. I slathered the dildo with warm oil and sat in front of him on the edge of the bed with my legs spread wide open. The dildo was massive, and it occurred to me that maybe I should have started out smaller, but I didn't want to ruin the moment—so I forced it into my tight little pussy.

  It hurt at first because it was just so big. As Grayson watched, he asked if the dildo was bigger than him. The way he asked it, the rasp in his voice, made it obvious to me that he wanted the truth, that he wanted to hear that it was bigger.

  And so I told him yes. I honestly admitted to him that I was fucking myself with a big black dildo because his penis was so much smaller. Our eyes locked and I could feel my heart beating so fast because I realized I was onto something—an erotic kink of my husband's. So many things clicked into place. My husband wanted to be sexually humiliated.

  I was utterly fascinated.

  As I fucked myself with that big black dildo, I turned the tables and I was the one who did the dirty talking. I narrated a scenario where I was sandwiched between two big black men with massive cocks and he was tied up, helpless, and had to watch me get fucked in the pussy and ass by these brutish big men.

  The thought turned him on so much that he came without any physical stimulation. I watched his cock spurting yummy white cream as I fucked myself into my own orgasm with the black dildo.

  And thus, another idea took root in the back of my mind. I wanted to please my husband. I wanted to give him what he wanted sexually without embarrassment or shame. And truthfully, the idea brought me an enormous amount of pleasure too. The next day I researched being a ‘cam girl,’ those women who perform on webcam for strangers, and ordered the necessary video equipment. Once it arrived, I set it up in one of our guest rooms with a bunch of lamps for the best lighting as my new 'work office', and voila, ‘Lola’ was born.

  As Lola, I clipped in a bunch of wild looking hair extensions, did my makeup very differently, and even sported a fake tattoo. I was pretty certain that no one in our boring little town would recognize me if they by chance happened to stumble upon my show.

  I finished off the room with sex toys and a string of white Christmas lights across the headboard. I also had a few bottles of oil and a rack of pretty lingerie in the corner. I couldn't help but be excited about my new plan as I waited for my husband to come home that evening.

  Though I was in my late twenties, I looked young for my age and thought I could pull off a short, plaid skirt with white socks up over my knees, and an itty bitty white tee that showed off the shape of my breast.

  "Where are you?" Grayson called out from the hall.

  "In the guest bedroom," I replied with an excited voice.

  "What are you doing in..." his voice trailed off as he opened the door. A look of confusion washed across his face as he took note of the lighting, lingerie, and sex toys. "What is this?"

  "I'm starting a new job," I said cheekily.

  His eyes roamed over the sex toys then slanted to me. His brows rose, "Dare I ask?"

  "Yes, please." My lips curled into a Cheshire grin.

  "Okay... what kind of job is this?"

  "I'm going to be a cam girl, and you're going to watch me as I chat with other men and fuck myself with toys," I said matter-of-factly.

  "This is for real?" he asked as I led him to the chair.

  "Mmmhmm. Now please, have a seat. You'll be off camera the whole time, but I might tell the viewers that you're here. We'll see."

  "You're going to tell them?"

  "Maybe! No interrupting, okay? You can stroke your cock, but you cannot cum! You must save that for me, until after the show. Only then are you allowed to cum. Do you understand?"

  "Yes." Grayson sat down obediently in the chair. He raked his gaze down the length of my body. "Nice outfit. You look hot."

  "That's the point, babe," I said, smirking at him.

  "When does it start?"

  "Soon." I noticed a bulge in his pants and I leaned over to give it a little attention. "Looks like someone is ready to play," I said seductively as I flicked my tongue across his erection, leaving a wet mark on his pants.

  "You look so different," he said with approval. "A bit wild."

  "Thank you." I kissed his forehead, leaving a big red kiss mark on his skin, then headed over to the bed. As a new performer, I would be given extra exposure, and I had read that the guys really liked new girls.

  I was brimming with excitement. Checking the clock, I logged in and started chatting with would-be customers who bounced in and out of the chat room. I played the coy, sexy-but-shy book girl who could blush on demand. The patrons were eating it up, and it wasn't long before I was getting tokens—the web site's way of handling cash—for specific requests.

  'Take off your shirt'

  'Show us your tits'

  'Take off ur panties'

  'Fuck yourself with that black dildo!'

  Bingo! That was the request that I was hoping for. Granted, I wasn't doing any of it for the money—with Grayson being a doctor, we had plenty of cash. I was doing it for the thrills, and the hope of getting off with a couple of black men watching.

  My gaze flickered past the laptop to Grayson. His eyes were glued to me, hot and intense, and his cock was rock-hard, the silhouette obvious against his trousers. Mmmmm. I couldn't wait to get my hands on that later!

  A chime from the laptop brought my attention back to the screen and the requests. "You guys want to see me fuck myself with this big black dildo?" I asked with a sweet-but-sexy voice. The chatroom blew up with responses:

  'Yes.'

  'Fuck yes!'

  'Omg please!'

  'Shove it in your pussy hard!'

  'Girl fuck that little pussy!'

  'Lick it!'

  I cocked a brow as I read the last request. "You want me to
lick it? Pretend I'm giving it a blow job?"

  'Fuck ya!'

  'Put it in your mouth'

  'Fuck your cunt!!'

  'I got sumthing for u to suck on'

  'You like black dick?'

  I held the black dildo up to my mouth and licked around the fat head, licking it like a lollypop. "I've never had a black dick." I widened my lips and eased the head into my mouth and sucked it loudly, making soft kittenish noises in the back of my throat.

  'That's so hot!'

  'Damn gurl u sexy'

  'Take that black dick and shove it in your cunt'

  My eyes glazed over as I imagined all of those men watching me fuck my hot wet pussy with the dildo. "I could, but these clothes need to come off first..." I gave the camera my most seductive smile as I waited to hear the chime of tokens being spent. Once the chatroom had paid enough for my clothes to come off, I undressed and sat perched on my knees in front of the camera. My legs were spread apart, giving my viewers a glimpse of my newly shaved pussy as I ran the tip of the black dildo over my nether lips.

  "I think I'll need to put a little oil on this! It is so big!" I said in an overly exaggerated sexual voice. "I've never had a cock so big in my whole life!" I gave a glance to my husband and secretively smiled.

  'I got sumthing for u right here. u want a big black dick I got one'

  'Fuck urself!'

  'Slam it into your hot pussy'

  'Put that dildo in your pussy!'

  I read the chatroom and smiled, "So impatient!" I oiled down the dildo and blushed as I rubbed it against my pussy lips. Little beads of pleasure sparked through my body as I roughly rubbed my clit. Licking my lips seductively, I eased the dildo lower and pressed it against the entrance of my pussy. "Mmmm feels so good. I wish it were one of you guys."

  I tipped my head back and moaned a long, drawn out sound of pleasure as I eased the dildo deep into my pussy. "Feels so good. Tight, but good."

  'I want to hurt your pussy'

  'Wish that were my dick'

  'Play with your nipples'

  It took a concentrated effort to read the chat box while fucking myself. With half-lidded eyes, I read the comments as they scrolled by lightning fast. My customers were enjoying watching my tiny little pussy getting impaled by the big black dildo. It was arousing for me knowing that they liked it, that all of these different men whom I did not know were probably sitting there stroking their cocks while watching me pleasure myself.

  But, the best part was knowing that my husband was watching—that he had to sit there and endure those vulgar and obscene comments and there was nothing he could do about it. Not that he wanted to, I imagined. I could tell by his erection that he was enjoying himself immensely.

  As I eased the black dildo in and out of my wet pussy, I watched my husband's hand as he stroked himself. Where my movements were fast, his were deliberately slow—I knew that he was pacing himself, saving himself for me.

  My breath hitched as I almost came. I paused and gave myself a moment to calm down, then turned around so that my ass was in front of the camera. I was on my knees, legs spread so that they could watch from behind as I pumped the dildo into my slick tight channel. Occasionally I'd pull it from my pussy and tease my puckered rim, though there was no way in hell I was about to stick that massive fake cock into my ass. I liked the idea of it, but the reality of something so large being forced into my tight ass terrified me, especially while a chatroom full of strangers watched.

  My heart began to thud rapidly against my chest as that familiar twinge of bliss coiled in my lower stomach. I was close to orgasm and started to moan louder. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm going to cum all over this big black cock. I hope you guys are ready!" I furiously pumped the dildo into my pussy and shoved it in extra deep as I orgasmed. Hot waves of pleasure spiraled and shot through my body, pleasuring my entire being with blissful bubbles of ecstasy.

  After I finished up my show—three hundred dollars richer—I took my husband into our bedroom.

  "What did you think?" I asked as I knelt before him. We were both nude—he had taken his clothes off sometime during the end of my show.

  "It was the hottest thing I have ever seen," he said in a strained voice as I flicked my tongue over the tip of his cock. "All I could think about was devouring your pussy."

  "And all I could think about was your yummy cock."

  "And a black cock," he said as he raked his fingers through my hair.

  "Yeah. That too."

  "If you had the chance, would you?" He bunched my hair up and held my head in place as he thrust his cock between my lips, fucking my face.

  "Would I let a black man fuck my hot little pussy?" I seductively asked after pulling away from his cock.

  "Yeah."

  I glanced up and locked my gaze with his. "Is it something you could handle? Is it something you wouldn't be jealous of, or judge me after the fact?" I realized this was probably not the best time to be having this conversation.

  "I would be so jealous—and at the same time—I think I'd be extremely turned on. I think you'd look beautiful with a black dick in your cunt."

  "I think..." I rolled my tongue around his shaft, "I think I'd be able to do it as long as it wouldn't haunt us later. We have a reputation to maintain." I wasn't about to ruin our lives over a sexual fetish. If word got out that we were promiscuous, it could ruin Grayson's practice.

  "I have an idea," he said.

  "Yeah?"

  "I'll tell you after I cum. Please, oh fuck, Ava, please let me cum," he pleaded. "It's been hours. I'm dying."

  "Oh come on now, you're a doctor. You know you aren't dying." I smirked up at him as I took his inches into my mouth until I felt his cock jutting against the back of my throat. I stroked his shaft while I sucked him, enjoying the feel of him on my tongue.

  "Ava, oh fuck! I'm going to cum!" he said moments before I felt his warmth splashing against the back of my throat.

  I swallowed instinctively then licked my lips after he pulled out.

  "Damn," he half sighed the word as he perched on the edge of the bed. "You're amazing."

  "You are." I crawled onto the bed and stretched out near him.

  He stroked his hand along my thigh, his fingernails lightly grazing across my delicate skin. "You said you think you'd be able to do it?"

  I nodded. "I think so. Maybe."

  His fingers traveled to my lower stomach and he circled my belly button, then raked his fingers lower, over my mound. "What if I said I knew someone who I thought you might like?"

  My brows rose. I was intrigued. "Who?"

  "Someone at the hospital. He's been doing his residency but will be leaving in a week. It'd be the perfect opportunity to experiment. We could invite him over for dinner and see what happens."

  "Don't you think you should get an idea if he'd be interested in sex before we invite him? It'd be rude to spring it on him—'Oh, by the way, you're here to fuck my wife while I watch.' No big deal." I giggled.

  He pushed his fingers into my pussy and started a slow rhythm of thrusting while stimulating my clit with the pad of his thumb. "I'll casually bring it up. But really, I can't imagine any man not jumping at the chance to fuck you. You're fucking gorgeous, babe."

  I grinned at his compliment then closed my eyes as he pleasured me with his fingers. I imagined his hand to be the hand of the mysterious black doctor.

  "You're thinking about it."

  "Yes."

  "It could be amazing."

  "I know..." I said breathily as I felt pleasure blooming within. I was already so close to orgasm.

  "Imagine it. You sitting on his black cock. He'd stretch your pussy as he fucked you. I'm sure his dick is so much bigger than mine."

  "No doubt." My fingers wrapped around the duvet and my toes curled as I lingered on the cusp of orgasm.

  "Would you cum on his cock? Would you let him cum in your pussy without a condom?"

  "Yes!" I imagined my mystery lover
's black hands holding onto my hips while I sat in his lap, riding him like an animal. "Omigod! I'm cumming!" My body trembled and shuddered as pleasure oozed through my veins, molten and quick. Wave after wave rolled through me as I came.

  "Delicious," Grayson said as he leaned over and darted his tongue through my pink folds, lapping away the evidence of my orgasm. His stubble tickled against my thighs.

  "Don't you dare! I'm much too sensitive," I said as I pushed at his head.

  "But babe, we are only just getting started. Did you really think I wasn't going to lick your pussy for hours, then fuck you until you can't see straight?" He smirked at me. "It's the weekend! I got all night."

  "You're insatiable!"

  "Not my fault you're smoking hot," he said just before he delved his tongue into my pussy.

  "Fine, fine," I pretend to let out a long, suffering sigh. "The things I must endure for love," I said jokingly, just before I moaned a soft, gaspy sound. "Mmmm," my husband was an expert on licking pussy, and I was in for a very long, very delightful night.

  *

  The next week Grayson texted me from work. "I had lunch with Dave and casually brought it up. I think he's into it. I showed him your picture, and I took one of him for you in case you wanted to see." The picture was at the bottom of the text. I couldn't help but be impressed. Doctor Dave was strikingly handsome. His skin was coal black, his lips wide, and his eyes were the most beautiful onyx colored orbs I had ever seen. He was fit and lean and probably had the stamina of a seventeen-year-old.

  I texted back, "Ask him if he has a girlfriend or wife. I seriously don't want to fuck up someone else's relationship, ya know?"

  His response was instant, "He's single. He didn't want to get involved with anyone here because he knew he'd be moving."

  "He sounds perfect. Set it up. I look forward to spending the night with a new man buried between my legs."

  "You're incorrigible. I love it," Grayson texted. "About to get busy. Text you later. Love you."

  "Love you too," I responded with a giddy smile, not that he could see it.

  I spent the rest of the morning googling Doctor Dave. His last name was easy enough to find on the hospital's website, and from there I did a bit of Facebook stalking and found an ex-girlfriend of his. She still had a lot of pictures of him, and I wondered if she was still in love with him. I checked out his Amazon wish list and discovered several of his hobbies, then found his sister's Instagram account which had a ton of pictures of him on it.