Be Careful What You Wish For: A Cuckold's Story (6 page)

“Now look what you’ve done,” he said and picked her up, pushed her up against the wall and fucked her again. She had never felt so desired in all her life. She came twice more, her pussy aching, before he squirted into her
a second time
.

She was made to clean his cock again and she was afraid he’d just get erect again and start the process all over. Liz could picture the two of them going at it all afternoon until Rick arrived home. Fortunately, he
tucked his softened cock into his pants and zipped up. “Today is Monday. I’ll expect Rick to call me tomorrow and set up another session. If he doesn’t, I’ll come by Wednesday and fuck you for an hour.
And I’ll bring my brother along
and make you
fuck him too.
His cock is even bigger than mine.
”

He
opened the door and left, leaving Liz gasping and
dizzy
.

That evening, when Rick came home, she hurried out from the kitchen to kiss him and say, “Hi, honey. Would you like a drink?”
She hoped he wouldn’t notice the faint bruising on her neck.
She had some trouble walking as well.

“Sure.” He looked at her oddly while she fixed him a drink.

“How was your day? All right?” Her face seemed bright and eager and she was clearly nervous.

He nodded, suddenly wary. “What’s all this for?”

“I’m just being nice, that’s all.” She brought him his scotch, neat and smiled. “How was your day?”

“
You already asked me that.
It was fine. Look, what’s going on here?” He took a sip and put the drink down. “I can tell something’s up.”

“Uh… Well…” She didn’t mean to come right out with it. She had hoped it might come up during dinner. Fixing him a drink had tipped her hand. “I’ve been thinking…”

His eyebrows rose. “Yes?”

“You know, about … um, Darrell…”

He smiled. “Yes?”

“You’re not going to make this easy, are you?”

His smile broadened. “No, I’m not.”

Liz felt her
aching
pussy grow damp. “Damn! Okay, it was sexy. And hot. And I wondered if you’d like to do it again.”

“Really? I thought you weren’t all that into it.”

“I was trying to be the good wife. I didn’t want you to think I needed anyone but you!”

“No, no, that’s okay. I understand. It’s my fantasy too, you know. I thought it was hot. And Darrell seemed like such a nice guy.”

Liz shivered, thinking just how wrong her husband was. He wasn’t nice – he was a force of nature. She doubted he could be controlled. She had gone over it a dozen times since Darrell had left and each time, she had come to the conclusion that it was better to have Rick around to monitor the situation rather than have Darrell come over on his own. She had no doubt he would follow up on his threat – and she would be helpless to stop him.

And no, it wouldn’t be rape. The slut inside her would be unleashed and she would be fully participating. What would that do to her marriage? No, it was the lesser of two evils to have Rick observe. At least he could keep Darrell in check.

She hoped.

“So you’ll … call him?
Like tomorrow?
”
She hated to think what might happen if he waited too long. Her pussy
throbbed
. It knew.

He nodded. “Sure! When would you like to do this?”

“Um, Saturday? Or Friday?”

Rick smiled. “I’ll see what he’s doing. I’m sure he’ll be happy.”

She could only nod.

* * *

Rick was pleased. It seemed Liz had come around. He had doubted it would ever happen again and had resigned himself to going back to their regular routine. And then, out of the blue, she asked him to call Darrell!

He dialed his number at ten the next morning and got Darrell’s voice mail. “Yo, Darrell. It’s Rick. Please call.”

He hung up and waited, his body feeling a thrum of anticipation. This time, he’d have it on video.

Darrell called around three-thirty, after he got off work. “Hey, Rick, got your message. What’s up?”

“I wondered if you’d be available this weekend. Liz wants to see you again.”

“Really? I didn’t think she was all that into it.”

“I guess you kinda got under her skin.”

Darrell laughed over the phone. “Yeah, or somewhere, anyway!”

Rick chuckled. “So, you want to come by, like maybe Friday?”

“Sure. I’m free. I’ll see you around seven?”

“Sounds good.”

He hung up, a big smile on his face. He called Liz. “Hi, honey. It’s all set. Darrell will come over at seven on Friday.”

“Oh! Well, that’s… um, good.”

“You don’t sound as excited.”

“No, it’s all right! It’s just happening so fast, I guess.”

That struck Rick as odd. She had asked him to do this. “Are you having second thoughts?”

“No. No, I’m fine. I’m just nervous. This isn’t something I ever expected to happen, you know. You
’re
enough for me.”

“
Thanks for that little lie
.
Don’t worry –
it’s so dammed exciting, watching you two. So you’re doing it for me as well as for you.”

“Okay. Uh, I guess I’d better get some snacks… and more beer. Bye!” She hung up.

Rick chuckled and put away the phone. His cock was already hard and he had to adjust his pants. He was going to have it on film! Then he could watch it whenever he wanted. Maybe Liz would like to watch it with him.

Rick
asked
Liz to run to the store Friday afternoon
to buy condoms after he got home from work. He needed time to
set up the video camera. The case he hid in a box on a shelf, leaving the lens
attached by
a thin
black
wire to be placed under a
plush toy pig Liz had bought one day and stuck on the shelf. He aimed the lens at the bed and turned on the camera. It reacted to movement, so he wasn’t worried about running down the batteries.
He was sorry he couldn’t record sound as well, but it would have to do.

They ate a quiet dinner, both excited about the evening but for different reasons.
Rick wondered what Darrell might do to Liz this time. It made him hard just to think about it.

* * *

Liz couldn’t eat much, her stomach was just too
jumpy
. She hadn’t said a word to Rick about Darrell’s
surprise
visit. She was afraid if she told him, he might try to confront the big black man and that wouldn’t go well. She thought she could handle it. As long as Darrell came over only when Rick was around, that was fine. Being alone with him made her nervous.
And wet, if she was being honest with herself.

Darrell arrived promptly at seven, after she had cleaned up the dishes and laid out some snacks.
He carried a small
black bag with him.

“What’s that,” Rick asked. Liz was afraid to know.

“Just a few toys,” Darrell said and winked at the husband.
Rick
laughed and offered him a drink. Darrell
accepted a scotch.
Rick
offered Liz a glass of white wine and she quickly drained it, her stomach doing flip-flops at the sight of her dark lover. Or abuser. She couldn’t be sure which.

After a few minutes of chit-chat, Darrell put down his drink and said, “Shall we?”

Rick smiled. “Sure.”

Darrell reached down and took Liz’s hand. “You first,” he said
, giving her
a little pat on her bottom
. He followed Rick
down the hall
and as soon as the man cleared the threshold
to the bedroom
, he grabbed Rick’s arms and put them behind his back.

“Hey!”

“We’re going to do things a bit differently today, all right?” he said in a calm tone. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a cable tie. He quickly fastened it around Rick’s wrists and cinched it tight.

“Hey!” Rick said again, struggling to free himself. “Untie me!”

“No. You get to watch just like that,” he said, smiling at the bound man. “I can assure you, it will make what I do to your wife so much more exciting.”

Liz watched with
amazement
as her husband
gave Darrell a small smile
and nodded his agreement
. He sat on the bed. Liz stood in the middle of the room, waiting.

“Don’t move,” he said to them and went out and retrieved his bag. She eyed it with suspicion.

“Did we agree to this?” she asked Rick.

He shrugged. “Not exactly. But he seems to know what he’s doing. Let’s let it play out a little, okay?”
She could tell he was excited – his
little
cock was already hard in his pants.

Darrell returned with the bag and dropped in on the floor by the bed. He took Liz into his arms and began kissing her neck. She swooned in his strong arms. It was strange, this cheating in front of her husband. It was hard to let go and just enjoy it.
She wished he wasn’t there and felt guilty for thinking it.
She looked over Darrell’s shoulder at her husband and raised her eyebrows as if to say,
Are you sure?

Rick nodded and grinned at her.

Apparently, he didn’t see the danger of the moment. Darrell’s manliness – and his big cock – threatened to overwhelm her senses.
She had always thought of herself as an equal partner in their marriage, but now, faced with this incredibly overpowering man, she realized she liked being submissive.
But only to the right man. Rick didn’t seem very manly to her at that moment.

Darrell began stripping Liz and she felt embarrassed to be naked in front of her husband and her lover, although it wasn’t the first time! She tried to hide her body and he roughly grabbed her neck and gave it a squeeze. “Don’t be shy, show yourself to me.”

She obeyed at once, dropping her hands and allowing both men to gaze upon her nudity. It made her feel hot inside and her pussy grew damp and swelled with her need. She realized she liked being forced
to be bad
.
In that way, she could give up the good wife she had always tried to be.

He picked her up like she weighed nothing and tossed her on the bed.
To
a woman who
considered herself to be
overweight, this was heaven. Rick was forced to get up and relinquish his spot. Darrell pointed to the rug by the bed and barked, “Kneel there and you can watch.”

Rick obeyed immediately and Liz found it odd. From the bulge in his pants, he was clearly aroused.
Did he like being submissive to the man?
Darrell was still dressed and it made Liz feel more submissive to be naked. The black man was working on her head.

He kissed her neck and she could still feel where his powerful hand had gripped her. It made her wet, thinking about how strong he was. And how big he was where it counted.
She wondered if he would use a condom tonight.
He didn’t need to as far as she was concerned
– it was a bit late for that! –
but w
hat would Rick say if he didn’t?

She glanced over to see Rick, kneeling by the bed, his hands behind his back. He looked helpless. If something went wrong, would he be of any use at all? His expression told her he wouldn’t. He was just going to watch her debasement at the hands of this
black
Adonis.

Darrell reached into his bag and pulled out a digital camera and started taking some pictures of the naked woman. The flashes startled her and she tried to cover up. He yanked her hands out of the way.

“Hey!” Rick complained. “We didn’t agree to this!”

“Don’t worry,
I’ll give you all the pics
,” Darrell said. “I just thought you’d want some shots.”

“Well…” Rick thought of the video he was secretly recording and shrugged. “Okay, if I can get them…”

“Great.” He put down the camera and stripped off his clothes. He took his time and Liz noted that both she and Rick were waiting with breathless anticipation for Darrell’s cock to be exposed.
When h
is semi-hard cock came into view
,
Liz felt her pussy grow wetter.

“Suck it,” he said, climbing up onto the bed. She eagerly took the tip into her mouth. It was huge. She managed to get about one-third of it in her mouth before s
he felt her gag reflex kick in.

She pulled back. “
It’s
still
too big.”

He laughed. “You’ll get used to it. Won’t she, Rick?”

Rick grinned. “Sure!”