Mary Deanna lay on her back and spread her legs, she rubbed her pussy and fingered herself as Robert moved up to her head and placed his slime covered Cock into her mouth. Remarkably, without hesitation considering where it had just been, my wife licked and tongued his softening cock, cleaning it for him. I was standing truly in awe at Robert's sexual prowess. He had Fucked Mary Deanna in all of her orifices and had cum three times, depositing his cum jism and sperm in each hole. All within the time of just about two hours! I knew I couldn't match that. Mary Deanna's oral work on his cock had removed the slime and cum from his dick and she was still working it over... causing it to find new life and stiffen steadily until it was erect and ready for action again.
Robert moved between my wife's wide spread thighs and eased his cock into her cunt. Sliding it full depth with no resistance. He slowly pumped his cock in her as he held himself up off of her.
"Do you love me darling," my wife asked of me.
"Why yes, of course I do Mary Deanna," I replied without hesitation. I did love my wife.
"Even after what you saw me do tonight with Robert?" she inquired. "Things I never did with you?"
Did I? Good question. But I knew the answer.
"Yes, honey. I still love you. Even after what I saw you do with Robert tonight."
A thankful look spread over her face. Then she said to me, "Who am I?"
I said, "Why you are my wife, honey."
"Yes, I am your wife Darling, and what am I to Robert?"
I wrinkled my forehead, "Uh umm, you're the one he just Fucked. Uh... his mistress."
"Yes, I am his mistress. NOW! But what else am I?" she inquired again.
"I don't know," I confessed.
Mary Deanna looked into Robert's face and eyes and smiling she said, "I Am His Woman!"
I was shocked to hear her say it. Shocked to the very foundations of my beliefs.
"NO! You're not. You're my wife, Mary Deanna, my woman!" I exclaimed with force.
Shaking her head she said, "No, you are wrong Darling. Not anymore. Tonight I am still your WIFE. But I am his WOMAN!!! She kissed Robert's mouth and Frenched him passionately. Looking back to me she said, "Darling, I know its hard for you to accept, but no female can be the woman of another man and do what I did with Robert. What I AM going to do AGAIN with Robert, TONIGHT!"
She saw the uneasiness on my face and in my eyes and instinctively knew what I was thinking. Was I losing my wife right here, right before my very own eyes? Was my fantasy come true just the beginning of my worst nightmare?
"Do not worry my darling. You haven't lost me. I am still your wife and if you want me I always will be your wife. But when Robert takes me again, when I give him my body again I will be his Woman. You must accept this Darling. Whenever someone Fucks me, I will be his Woman!!!"
My mind was racing. What does she mean... "When someone Fucks me?" Can I accept it? Do I want to? I looked at My Naked Wife with Robert still between her thighs... his chest pressing into her full tits... his cock still pumping in her cunt... her mouth kissing and swapping spit frantically with him. I realized I had no choice. No choice that is if I wanted to keep my wife.
"I accept it," I told them.
"Good buddy, cause you don't really have any choice not to," Robert said to me scornfully. "I am going to make YOUR WIFE... MY WOMAN... often!"
Crestfallen I turned and walked over to an easy chair... a fairly nice one considering the sleazy kind of room this was and sat down. Mary Deanna and Robert continued to Fuck. I was lost in my own thoughts and despair seeing but not seeing him and her Sucking again and Fucking again, and again. The only thing I could think of was how can I accept this? How can I keep my wife?
I must have fallen asleep. Robert and Mary Deanna were still on the bed. Their bodies intertwined sleeping. I walked over and looked at my wife sleeping with a self satisfied look on her beautiful face. Tears rolled from my eyes. I have lost my wife I cried... my fantasy come true has cost me my wife. I again sat down in the chair crying uncontrollably. I thought somehow I must fight this, but how?
Again, I must have fallen asleep. I awoke to the sounds of Mary Deanna's throaty moans and groans as she climaxed on Robert's cock. I saw her straddling him facing the camera, rutting furiously on his Black pole. Her tits hanging, wiggling, jiggling up and down. She came and came and came. My God, I thought. How much can she cum? She is a sex machine turned on and never stopping, a real Fuck machine.
But eventually, she did stop. I saw that it was 4am and Mary Deanna said to Robert that she thought it was time for him to go. He agreed and they walked naked to the door, his arm around her. He opened the door and I moved to the door intending to go with them. I saw they intended to go outside just as they were. I thought someone would see them and I wanted to stop them.
I said, "Mary Deanna don't go outside naked. Someone may see you."
Robert retorted, "Just who the fuck do you think is going to see us White boy?
He had a good point. This place was so deserted even during the daytime they probably could go naked and no one would see them. Even so I wanted to assert myself and regain some of my lost self respect. I told them it didn't matter. She was MY wife and she wasn't going outside. Robert moved quickly and pushed me in the chest. I rocked backward but, it was a glancing blow and I recovered before he could get set. I grabbed his wrist pulled him towards me and before he knew it I had him in a control hold I remembered from my military police days.
I told him, "Look mother Fucker. Just because I let you Fuck my wife tonight doesn't give you the right to order or push me around."
Robert was strong and he was fighting the hold I had him in. I wondered how long I could keep him in it. I had to defuse this quickly. That or break his arm, because if he got loose he was going to kick my ass!
"You keep your hands off me and we'll get along just fine, hear me?
He looked at me and stared me in the eyes and finally said, "I can take you white boy."
"You can try," I answered.
We stood there for a few seconds then he laughed, "Ok. You're not the wuss I thought you were. Mind if YOUR Naked Wife, MY Woman, walks me to my car?"
I nodded it was ok, and slowly let him loose, wary for some kind of trick move on his part. But he just took hold of Mary Deanna's hand and lead her outside. Just as she passed through the door she stopped and motioned for me to come to her.
"I want you to thank Robert for helping me give you your anniversary present, Darling," she purred. She just had us fighting over her and she was pleased with that.
I looked at her and saw she was serious. I looked at Robert and knew I would never like this Bastard. But he had fulfilled my fantasy, and I had just made him back down.
"Ok, Mary Deanna. Robert, thank you for... for Fucking my wife in my presence," I said.
He grinned at me and told me he knew I thought I had allowed him to Fuck her. But I was wrong. He took my wife without my permission he alleged.
"Show him babe," he told my wife.
Mary Deanna walked over to a drawer and took out my MP handcuffs and a rope. Robert said if you objected to what was going to happen or tried to interfere or stop it at any time tonight, your wife and I were going to use those on you. We would have let you leave, but any interference would have resulted in your being bound and gagged if necessary. Your wife promised me that if she entered this room tonight she wasn't going to leave until I had Fucked her repeatedly in all of her lovely holes. I saw Mary Deanna nodding in agreement. So you see, he continued, you didn't give me anything buddy. I took it from you. I made you a CUCKOLD!
Robert said, "Punkin ..."
"Punkin! He called her Punkin. That's the name of affection that only I use for her. None one else uses it," I thought to my self. "Has he even taken that from me too?"
"... is prime white pussy. There was no way I was gonna let her get out of here tonight without getting that hot married white woman's cunt of hers thoroughly Fucked!" he finished saying.
"Come on Punkin," he said again and they went through the door.
They walked over to his car. It was chilly outside but I stood by the door on the porch and watched them. In the still bright moonlight they stood close and I could see he had put on some kind of coat. I could tell they were kissing and I saw his hands roaming over my wife's ass cheeks. I heard her giggle and say the word... Saturday. He got in and started his car and drove away.
Epilogue
Standing in the drive by our car, the moonlight illuminating the very Naked Mary Deanna, she asked me if I had enjoyed her anniversary gift to me?
I said, "I certainly did. You couldn't have given me a better one. It was the best gift a wife could give her husband. But to tell you the truth, I still don't fully accept this 'my wife, his woman' shit! Just where did you find this guy?"
My wife told me she worked with Robert and known him for about 2 years. She said he immediately began hitting on her and had asked her out several times but always she had refused. Refused until she realized I wanted a Black man to Fuck her. I inquired as to how she deduced that and she said she found my computer picture files full of Black men Fucking white women. That there were so few white couples pics and so many Black men/white woman pics, that she just knew that was my fantasy.
I admitted it was and said I didn't have the nerve to ask her knowing how she felt about interracial dating and marriages. I asked her feeling how she did about it, why did she do it. Fuck a Black man? Her reply was she loved me and to prove her love for me she would humble herself, degrade herself to give me what I wanted most from her.
Then without warning she shook violently, placed her face in her hands and cried uncontrollably, "I am so humiliated... so degraded... so cheapened by what I did tonight. How can I ever look you or any other decent person in the face again? You have no idea what this has cost me... will cost me."
I took her in my arms and kissed her and held her close, assuring her I loved her and respected her and was proud. Yes, proud of what she had done because of her love for me.
She raised her head and looked at me. "How can you darling? I whored for him to night. I let him have me, use me like a common street walking slut."
"Lets have no more of that talk," I said. "You are not a whore and you are not a slut. Got that?"
Mary Deanna nodded and I dried the tears from her eyes.
"Cost you?" I asked. "Money?"
Mary Deanna nodded yes, "Money. I didn't pay him to Fuck me, but I had to cover the cost of this room and I have to do other things in the future."
"Now tell me exactly how this all came about," I told her.
Mary Deanna proceeded to tell me she found out about my fantasy and decided to make it come true. She wondered who to do it with and about that time Robert began hitting on her again. She said he was good looking and he obviously wanted to Fuck her. Then in the coffee room at work one day she overheard someone say that Robert was a terrific stud and he was rumored to have a string of women and wives whom he serviced. She said she decided to see if he was interested in her proposition. Well he was definitely interested in it but he had certain conditions of his own she must comply with to gain his compliance with her requirements.
She told me they had met after work one day and came to this motel. He told her it was perfect for what she had in mind. He told her that he rarely let husband's photograph and videotape him fucking their wives, but if she insisted he would go along with it. If she did certain things for him. Mary Deanna said he wanted her to meet him here every day for five days before our anniversary so he could teach her how to do all of the things she needed to know for the "show" they were going to put on for me. She said once they were there he insisted on her stripping and going naked for him all the time they were in the room setting things up and choreographing the nights activities.
She said, "You have no idea how embarrassed I was the first time I let him see me Naked. I was so humiliated. He made me stand before him and do all sorts of nasty things with my body."
"Like what?" I asked.
"He had me spread my legs and show him my cunt, finger myself in my cunt and ass and talk all sorts of dirty filthy words. He told me that from now on I was never to refer to my pussy by any terms other than pussy or cunt or hole or some such similar vulgarism. Then he put his hands on me for the first time. I cringed. I was so mortified as he fondled my breasts and put his hands and fingers in places only you have touched. I cried and cried as he forced me to Fuck myself with a huge Black dildo in both my ass and cunt. I had told him that I didn't want any penetration of my pussy or ass by him until tonight because I wanted you to be there to see the first time anyone had Fucked me in those holes."
I asked her if this was so humiliating for her why did she do it?
And she replied, "Because I love you darling. If this was what it took to give your fantasy then I would endure it."
She continued saying they met everyday after work and he had her come to the motel wearing nothing except her shoes and wedding ring. He got off on seeing me naked wearing only my wedding ring and shoes. He said I was no longer to go outside wearing a bra or panties and I was to practice letting men see me naked. She asked if I remembered when she had gone to the ladies room at the restaurant? She said Robert had told her to flash the Maitre 'D and at least one other employee. She said she did as she walked out of the ladies room she opened her coat and let the Maitre "D and the wine steward see her Nakedness and gave them both a big smile!
My wife told me she recoiled in embarrassment when Robert told her to do it but he was so forceful so dominant with her that she knew she would do as he said. Also, I was to open my coat under the table and let people see my pussy, but without letting you know what I was doing. Everyone seated behind you was able to look under the table and beneath the table cloth which was off centered and allowed a clear view of me exposing myself.
No wonder I got all of those admiring looks in the restaurant! I nodded in agreement. I had to admit he was forceful and he did clearly dominate Mary Deanna and the night's activities. He didn't use the usual verbal abuse and brutality I had half expected but he definitely had control of the situation and of my wife. Still had control of her.
I asked her, "What's this about Saturday?"
Mary Deanna looked me in the face and said, "I am going out with him Saturday night. To the restaurant we went to tonight and wearing the same thing I wore tonight. He said he has plans for me."
"Are you going to go?" I inquired, looking into her eyes. "Do you WANT to go?"
My wife said, "Yes. I want to go. I need to go. I HAVE to go."
"Why?" I queried.
"My... My," she stammered.
"Your Master says to?" I asked.
"NO. He's not my Master. I'm not his slave. He... he's my teacher. He's teaching me to come to grips with my sexuality. To overcome my inhibitions and prejudices." She shouted at me!
"Ok then. I'll go with you," I said.
Shaking her head she told me I couldn't. That was part of the deal. For every time I was with them while they Fucked, she had to meet him without me two other times. Saturday would be the first time and some day next week the second.
I nodded acceptance of this. I knew it would be useless to argue. I knew my wife was stubborn enough to make me go along with it. Besides, an idea had suddenly popped into my head and I was formulating a plan around it.
"Ok, you win. I stay home," I said. "Are you ready to go home? If you are I will gather up the stuff and put in the car and we can leave."
"No, I am not ready to go home. Not like this, but I will. That's another part of the deal. I go home with you Naked, with his cum still in me and on me."
I collected our gear and threw it in the car and as I drove home I looked at My Beautiful Naked Wife, Mary Deanna, who had that unmistakable fully satisfied glow of a woman who has been very well and very thoroughly Fucked!
I wondered what lay in store for me and my wife?
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