The Adventures of a Blonde Hotwife

[angelique127]

I was in the corner watching Darius and his buddies working out on the speed bag and sparring in the ring. They were teasing me saying that I would make a good ring girl if I wore a bikini and pranced around the ring in between rounds holding up the numbered card for everyone to see. Darius told me that I had a perfect ass and that was all needed for the job. Once I saw you walk in I waved for you to come over and join us. I couldn't wait to tell you how much Darius had helped me with my workout regime today and all the advice he had given me. What I didn't want to tell you, yet, was that he had invited me to go to an exclusive private club that he owned downtown this weekend. I decided it could wait until later before we got ready for bed, only because it was a good time to inform you that it was for black males and white females only and that no white males were welcome. Anyway I was sure I could convince you to let me go without you...

 

[makofin]

Nothing better than a white bitch.

 

[angelique127]

I watched you approach and could tell that you were alittle bit nervous about being around these imposing black males..." Hey baby, I'm so glad I joined the gym ! Darius has been helping me with a workout regiment to tone my thighs. Why don't you go get changed into your sweats and we can workout together. Darius said that he is willing to help you get started on a power lifting program if you wish ! You know how much I like a guy with big muscles."

I couldn't resist the urge to glance over at Darius and his magnificent body as he was a classic example of the benefits of exercise. Talk about testosterone, he had more in his little finger that most males had in their entire body. Not to mention most, if not all of the females, married or not, were crazy about him, coming over and flirting all throughout the day. I really could't blame them, he was the most awesome male in the gym. And the bulge he sported added a certain swagger. It was hard not to melt when he looked at me and complimented my ass, saying it was the finest he ever saw for a white girl. While my hubby was gone in the locker room I continued to flirt with Darius and was pleased when he flirted back...

 

[DevilInDetail]

When I returned from the changing room, I found Isabelle playing with her hair and laughing like a little girl at Darius' jokes. My mind couldn't let go from the fantasy shared only last night. Was I imagining it, or had she taken that fantasy talk as permission to act upon it already? Maybe my imagination was running away with itself.

My focus on fitness was more cardio nowadays, but now my wife is telling me that I need to work on my muscles. I'm not sure what to think of that, but looking around, there's no way I'd catch up with the work some of these muscle strapped guys around me were at. Not anytime soon anyway.

I know I had encouraged her earlier today, but her, now in the moment, I wasn't so sure what I thought about her wearing this skin-tight workout gear for all the athletic men here to see. It was as intimidating as it was exciting, right here in the moment. I noticed her looking too, at this black trainer, presumably admiring his toned body and barely hidden member.

When the timer for the guys in the ring buzzed to signal the end of their sparring round, I wondered what was going on when a coach pointed towards you, holding out the number 3 card and suggested that this was a chance to practice.

 

[angelique127]

" Hey babe. " I kissed you on the cheek after you finally showed up at the gym, where I was busy working out, toning my thighs and buttocks. If I told you that I was one of the most popular females here that would be an understatement. All day I had been recieving compliments about ny fine round ass and my boobs from the black guys, especially from Darius. " Excuse me darling, I have to go in the ring and prance around with this numbered card that says what round it is. If I get picked to be the ring babe I will have to strut in a bikini next week. Wish me luck babe ! "

Darius held the ropes for me as I entered the ring. I walked around, holding the card up over my head, making sure to shake my ass, one of my best assetts, in my too tight spandex pants. All the guys whistled, and made comments encouraging me on. I felt like a blonde beauty queen.

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Darius approach my husband outside the ring. I had a feeling Darius was going to offer him an offer he might want to refuse...

 

[DevilInDetail]

I was taken aback by the change in my wife's character, as she went out parading her hot body before everybody, showing off with a little wiggle. Not sure where to put myself, I just watched as her eyes glowed being the centre of attention. And quite what was going on that she was auditioning to be a ring babe? She hadn't done anything quite like that before, and it all seems to have come out of the blue.

When Darius approached, I wasn't sure what he wanted.

 

[makofin]

"Hey, how ya doin'. Your wife told me that you used to box when you were back in the marine corps. She told me that you went undefeated." I snickered, knowing this lightweight white boy was lying to his wife to impress her. "I got a match next week and need a new sparring partner, if you know what I mean." I didn't tell him that I my last partners broke his jaw.

Brad looked hesitant, not knowing what to say.

"Come on bad boy, show me what you got! I'll tell you what, I won't hit you in the face during the match, only body shots so I don't bruise your pretty face. But to make it fair and square you can hit me wherever you want!"

Just then your wife came over to see what was going on.

"I don't think your wimp husband could fight his way out of a wet paper bag." I mocked him. " My little sister could kick his white ass."

 

[angelique127]

" Oh baby, are you going to let him talk to you like that ? " I said. "Why don't you show him what you got ? " I dared him.

Carl looked at me like I was crazy. I have to admit Darius was twice his size and way outof his weight class. Still my hubby had bragged about his prowness in the boxing ring after he was discharged from the military. I could tell it was the last thing he wanted to do was box this black brute or anybody else for that matter. " Don't you want to be my hero, sweet heart ? "

I gave my husband a pair of boxing gloves, hoping he would at least try to put up a fight and not embarrassed me too much. In reality it was just like one of her favorite porn flicks they liked to watch where the big black bull defeats the weaker white cuckold and takes the blonde hot wife as his prize...a movie we had watched together many times in the privacy of our bedroom...

 

[DevilInDetail]

I had decided that Darius was a fucking idiot. He's not going to get any preparation for his upcoming bout by limiting himself to body shots or moving around with a guy who hadn't even been in the ring for years. His reasons for talking to me in such a disrespectful way can't come from any other place than the motives of a school playground bully.

Speaking at first out load, "You know there's a reason that the weight categories are strict in this sport don't you Isabelle? And all I have is ring rust nowadays."

I reflected on why she was encouraging the fight. Was there something in her mind about seeing her high school sweetheart, captain of the football team, being bettered by a black man?

Then turning directly to talk to Isabelle directly, in a more hushed tone "Or is this some sort fantasy for you? Like in the videos? Well I can read the script, but I hope you play your part well."

I put on the gloves as I walked into the ring, with no time for wraps, perhaps a slight leveller for me. Looking at his frame, those muscles were intimidating, but also likely to slow his arms down. As the 'sparring' session started it was fairly easy to keep my body protected with my elbows for a while. You never lose your hand speed, so I was able to catch a few over the top after parrying long shots aimed at abdomen. Unfortunately for me, there was no conditioning in my legs nor my arms, so they didn't count for much.

I felt things were going OK, but towards the turn of the second minute I was absolutely exhausted, and let a left hook past my guard, which left me doubled over and winded.

 

[makofin]

I was surprised when the white boi put on the gloves. I was sure he was going to be a chickenshit, but thanks to his trophy wife's encouragement he decided to go for it. What he didn't know was that he was in my nieghborhood now and I was in my element. He wasn't lying about being in the ring before, I could tell by his stance and the way he protected himself and moved around. His wife was cheering him on but I blocked it all out and went into my zone. I let him get a few jabs in, letting him build up his confidence but since he was a lightweight his punches had no real effect on me. Soon I could tell he was getting winded by the way he was breathing. Hours upon hours of working on the speed bag, power lifting, jump rope, sparring had left me in the best shape of my young life. This stupid motha fucker had made a big mistake.

My first hard blow to his midsection left him doubled over and stunned but to his credit, he didn't go down. Moving in for the kill, the next punch I delivered made his knees buckle and he went down on his knees.

"Is dat all you got, sucka?" I asked, taunting him. "Come on, boy, git up and show me what you got! I thought you was undefeated." I was planning to make an example of him in front of his wife and prove that he was just bragging about nothing. No way this white boy had ever won a fight against a superior black man in his entire life.

I waited, hoping he would get up so I could deal out some further punishment. I'll never forget the expression on his pretty wife's face. It was a perfect mixture of agony and amazement at the same time.

 

[angelique127]

The first round started out well for my smaller husband but when Darius knocked him down it all went south from there. I prayed that Brad didn't get back up. In a way I felt totally responsible for the whole thing happening, if I hadn't opened up my big mouth Brad would never had been humiliated. On the other hand, seeing how Darius showed his dominance in the ring excited me to some extent... I realized that boxing was so primal and animalistic ! Just like that porn flick we watched together where the black bull defeats the white husband and makes him a cuckold and her a hot wife. After defeating his white opponent, the big black bull holds open the ropes so the blonde wife can enter. He smirks as she approaches him, ignoring her helpless husband who is on his back holding his side, writhing in agony. The black champion sneers and holds out his gloves and she obediantly unlaces them for him, removing them. Immediantly the bull pushes her to her knees and demands that she remove his trunks to reveal the biggest cock she ever seen...

 

[DevilInDetail]

I knew it wasn't a good idea to enter the ring in the first place, but I was left really with nowhere to go. What I did have the good sense to do was not continue once I knew I was done.

My wife could have attended to me, but didn't, her focus seemed to be on her new champion. Just like in the movie, as if it was being re-enacted. Was it due to my suggestion that she 'play's her part well', or would she have acted this way anyway? None-the-less, as I got onto my feet and rested both arms over the ropes in the corner, I felt rejected by her.

My beautiful, picture perfect wife ran her finger over Darius' thick, vein exposed arm before sliding down her hands to remove his gloves. I sensed a wicked grin on her face as she looked up into his eyes; her lust was transparent.

My eyes widened in astonishment as this towering, dominant bull pushes her down onto her knees, crudely demanding that she service him. The eyes of the gym were upon the three of us in this ring, and most particularly the two of them. I don't know if the women here wanted to be in that ring in her stead, but I could tell that every man in the room wanted to have a go at Isabelle's ass as she bent over.

My instinct was to intervene, but shock and fear paralysed me. As I stood motionless, I acknowledged that this was in fact a fantasy I had held for some time. My fingers stuck in these gloves, a part of my mind wandered to a fantasy of the glove's laces being tied to the ring's ropes leaving me unable to intervene. As it was I just rested there, embarrassed about the intoxicating excitement of this humiliating scenario.

I wondering if Isabelle would feel shame at this public scene and save us by retracting herself from this situation? Or would she double down and revel in his control and embrace the exhibitionism?

 

[makofin]

I was the winner and took control of this beautiful blonde trophy wife. Actually she wasn't the first one I had since immigrating to the United States, it was becoming more and more common. These white bitches, married or not, craved black dick and would do anything to get some. Just like the white slut that was on her knees before me, who I was going to take advantage of in front of her husband. In spite of several of my African buddies and white female bystanders I demanded that the married bitch pull down my trunks and suck my cock. Isabelle had told me about one of the interracial porn flicks she and her husband liked to watch together about a black boxer that knocks her white husband out called Black Masculinity/ White Femininity. This was almost the same thing. Several of my bros were recording this on their cell phones.

"Show your husband how much you like black cock, slut!" I demanded, taking her by her long blonde hair. I was going to make an example out of this pretty white bitch in front of everyone.

 

[angelique127]

Thank God the gym was not very busy at this time of day !

I couldn't believe Darius was making me worship his big black cock in front of his fellow gym buddies and other bystanders, not to mention my poor hubby who had just been beaten into submission. That is until I noticed the size of his cock. That could explain why he was so cocky and walked around with a swagger. There was no doubt Darius was an aggressive alpha stud. He was the winner and I had really had no choice but to do as I was told. My husband couldn't or wouldn't stop it, being afraid of this big black brute. It was just like the movie...

Darius wasted no time controlling me and showing his dominance, shoving his big cock down my throat and making me gag and slobber all over it. I did the best I could to please him but it was so huge that I could barely swallow more than five inches of his thick hard shaft. It finally slipped out of my mouth and I immediately started licking it with my tongue and kissing the underside with my lips, while stroking it with my hand. I soon noticed my pussy was wet and soaking through my tight spandex.. My middle finger slipped down and caressed my camel toe...meanwhile Darius released my hair and let me work my magic. I could tell he was enjoying it by the way his cock began to throb and pulse...

 

[DevilInDetail]

I wished I could say something, but I couldn't, or wouldn't. Nor would Isabelle who showed not an ounce of remorse. Her pale complexion such a contrast to Darius' dark skin, little beads of sweat trickling down his body. I saw how she looked into his eyes, like there was nothing else in the world, and licked that huge cock so eagerly.

These guys around not caring to ask if they could or should film it. Instantly I recognised one of them as an employee in the family business' warehouse, filming Isabelle getting to work in the ring with a grin.

 

[makofin]

Immigrating here from Africa was a godsend. Before this opportunity I heard rumors that America was the land of milk and honey and many free benefits. And white females, married or not, being desperate for black African cock. It was easy actually, since I been here I have had five white females and four of them were married women. But the blonde kneeling at my feet sucking my cock was the most beautiful and had the best body. It is amazing how submissive they become for superior black dick and how willing they spread their legs, despite being married. This is the ultimate power trip for me, taking another mans wife and making her obey me.

Damn this bitch was good. She had me close and I was known for my control and endurance. Maybe it was because her little wimp husband was watching along with some others but I grabbed her by the hair again and felt my cock explode in her mouth. She squealed like a good white bitch, attempting to swallow it all, but couldn't and I pulled out and covered her pretty white face with my cum. I growled and demanded that she clean me off before I sneered at her cuckolded husband. I knew I could recover within minutes and fuck her but I decided to wait until we were somewhere more private. This hot wife wasn't going anywhere any time soon because she had a new addiction. Once she was finished I went into the locker room to shower, my fellow gym brothers congratulating me and slapping me on the back for my win and owning my prize.

 

[angelique127]

I was mortified, Darius had treated me like a cum dump in front of my husband and friends and left the ring to shower. Never before had I felt like such a whore. I let this black stud use me and simply discard me after he was finished. What was even worse was that if he wanted to impale me on his big black cock I would have eagerly spread my legs for him !

" Oh honey please take me home. " I asked Brad, who also looked totally humiliated by the experience he had just witnessed. At the moment I didn't care I justed wanted to escape to the safety of our own home. We didn't speak to each other on the short ride to our house and once home I stripped out of my spandex and got into the shower as fast as I could. I had recreated a scene from a movie and put my marriage in jeopardy, letting a big black brute from Africa use me for his own pleasure. What was I thinking ? Worse yet I had a feeling that the whole thing had been recorded on a cell phone...

Despite it still being very early in evening I climbed into bed with my babydoll nightie on, hoping Brad would come upstairs and join me to comfort me...on the other hand, I couldn't blame him if he didn't. We had taken our fantasies to far...

 

[DevilInDetail]

We drove home in the car in an awkward silence.

Isabelle was acting as though she regretted the whole thing, and scurried off upstairs as soon as we got home, barely saying a word.

The implications of the day weighed heavily in my mind, and as I walked about the house completing mindless chores there was an energy about me borne of angst. It seemed the most terrible thing had happened, and yet, there was something kinky and hot about it. It was the fantasy we had talked about only a few days before.

When I finally decided to come to bed, Isabelle was awake, obviously unable to sleep. Silently I entered without turning on the lights, and sat on the bed. The silence was as deafening as it was awkward, and so it had to be broken.

"You know that only happened because you encouraged him, Isabelle"

 

[angelique127]

" Yes, but you must admit, you have to accept some of the blame. If it wasn't for all the interracial cuckold videos you made me watch the thought may have never occured to me. " I responded knowing that I got turned on also when we watched them together. However I did feel slightly guilty having persuaded you to even enter the ring with someone twice your size, knowing deep down inside you didn't stand a chance against him. Darius was nothing but a bully and he had proved it, dominating both of us. Oh God if he had wanted to impale me on his big black dick in front of everyone, like in my/our favorite video, I would have been unable to do nothing to stop him. Nor would have I been willing to prevent it. If Brad only knew how bad I wanted that big black cock in my hot married pussy.

" Oh baby please don't be mad at me." I insisted, stopping short of promising it would never happen again. I had a feeling Brad was as aroused by the whole thing as I was, so I decided to take advantage of the situation. I spread my legs and started fingering my pussy...

" Oh honey...if you only knew how bad I want you to eat my cunt ! "

Maybe now was a good time to tell my husband that I had given Darius my phone number when I first met him at the gym. I usually didn't give my number to anyone but the big black stud was an exception. Or that she had several photos of him on her phone that she liked to look at when her hubby was at the office. What would he think if he knew about the naked photo of her breasts she had sent him only yesterday. Darius insisted and she had obeyed just like she did today when she had obediantly sucked his dick in front of everyone.

Brad got between my legs and began to lick my hot pussy, just the way I liked it... " Baby if I tell you the truth do you promise not to get mad at me ? "

Brad promised and continued to please me with his tongue.

That was when I told him about how much I wanted Darius to fuck me with his big black African cock...

 

[DevilInDetail]

There was something a little strange about the explanation, 'if it wasn't for all the interracial cuckold videos you made me watch' - these comments rattled around in my brain. Yes I had been watching these things, but Isabelle would have been none-the-wiser had she not walked into the room when I thought I was watching alone. Since that moment, she seems to have changed, and really appeared not to need any encouragement at all.

It was against my better judgement to engage in this dirty talk after what had just happened, but just like the other night when she found me watching the videos, the fetish inside needed very little encouragement. My excitement increased as she talked about how she wanted to feel Darius' big black cock inside her.

I licked along her clit just as I know she likes, and slid my fingers inside her. Motioning as though she was being fucked by another man.

"You want him to fuck you hard Isabelle?"

"Do you want to be a slut for black cock?"

"Imagine if he was here, right now, fucking you like a whore"

 

[angelique127]

" Oh god yes...I think we should invite him over for dinner tomorrow night baby ! " I closed my eyes for a moment, imagining the black stud fucking me with his big African cock in our bedroom, in front of my husband, making me into his obediant white slut and willing slave. "Yes baby I want to be his whore ! I would do anything ! "

Already I was close to cumming on my husbands face. All I wanted was to be used and treated like the slut I was by Darius, anywhere or anyplace.

I couldn't hold back any longer before my hot pussy gushed all over Brad's face. Still this wasn't enough and I turned over and got on my hands and knees.

" Honey please get my big black dildo and use on me ! " I begged knowing my husband's smaller cock was enough to satisfy me and give me what I needed...

Brad had bought it for our last anniversary and often used it on me after he pre ejactulated too soon...

 

[makofin]

I knew the white bitch would call. It never failed. Isabelle was no different than any other white slut. And just like most of them she just happened to be married. To tell the truth, I preferred that my bitches be married. For some reason married bitches were more of a challenge, if you know what I mean, but the single babes were easier to groom. Not that it mattered after they all became addicted to big black cock. My harum was growing but for the moment my focus was on that married beautiful blonde bitch. It didn't take her long to call me and invite me over for dinner after her public display at the gym. I usually didn't make house calls unless it was as a personal trainer, preferring to have them come to my home instead. But in this instance I was willing to make an exception.

 

[DevilInDetail]

In all the years that we had been together, the sex we had that evening was the most excited that I had ever seen her. She groaned and pleaded, calling out Darius' name.

And it wasn't my cock that she was interested in, I guess that dildo and her fantasy to be his slut was all that was in her mind. I held it in my hand and made her cum with it. Only then did I replace it with my own cock, but she seemed bored, and so I placed the dildo in front of her face.

"How would you like two guys at the same time?" I called out as I finished myself inside her wet cunt.

Throughout the rest of the next day, I was distracted. Isabelle had been too easy to talk into living out this fantasy. I had a feeling that the phrase 'once you go black, you never go back' would be relevant after tonight. Given what had happened in the gym, I can't imagine any conclusion to tonight's invitation that didn't end with Isabelle taking his big black cock.

Despite my reservations, my dick was hard all day. I even found myself looking at cuckold themed porn on my phone when nobody in work was around. One video in particular got my attention, featuring a blonde wife calling out her husband as being boring and half her lover's girth as she served her black bull. Against my better judgement, I sent a link to Isabelle.

When I drove home from work I wasn't entirely sure whether to expect my wife to be home alone or not.

 

[angelique127]

My day began as it usually did, sleeping until nine and having my breakfast and coffee but truthfully I could barely contain my excitement. I had not recieved a text back from Darius saying that he had excepted our invitation for dinner. I took a bath and shaved my legs and trimmed my pubic hairs into a little landing strip before sitting at my table in front of the mirror and doing my make up. Finally my phone pinged and I saw that it was from Darius. [ What time is dinner ? ] I eagerly responded at six PM. Dinner on the table at six thirty [ ] which meant he had accepted. I was so thrilled that he was coming. I skipped lunch and went shopping for the ingrediants for our special meal. T bone steaks, loaded baked potatoes and french cut green beans with garlic bread. A perfect dinner for an alpha male. I so wanted to make a good impression and that included what I was going to wear.

Brad must have been looking forward to it too. He sent me a video with a well hung black bull and a blonde hot wife enjoying every inch of his horse cock, while the white hubby watched. It really set the mood and tone for the evening. Fortunately I had some spare time to view it and play with my pussy and take the edge off before getting dressed and preparing our meal.

Now what to have for dessert...

 

[DevilInDetail]

I arrived home to find my perfect blonde wife dressed to impress, and scurrying around the kitchen preparing the perfect meal loaded with protein. The door was locked, and I had noticed my hands trembling a little when I slid the silver key into the door. Part of me had half expected to find her on her knees again, before Darius' eager cock, and there was an element of relief that she wasn't getting down and dirty without me. I mean, is it cheating if I am there? I convinced myself that this was a kinky 3 way game, albeit one where I would likely be relegated to a voyeur, which is better than an afterthought.

I entered silently, removing my shoes, and watched for a few moments through the doorway, entering the kitchen when I was convinced that Darius hadn't yet made his appearance. Maybe he wouldn't? If he didn't show, then my wife's pussy would remain mine. As I admired her body, curves perfect as she stooped down to check the oven, she suddenly seemed more sexy than before. I had grown used to 'my beautiful wife'; 'my sexy hotwife' had a different ring to it.

'An angel in the kitchen, a whore in the bedroom' is a phrase that came to my mind, as I placed a bouquet of flowers slowly and quietly approached her from behind, placing my hands over her eyes.

"Guess who?" I asked, wondering if she would be disappointed to hear it was my voice.

My cock hardening against her ass through her outfit, I continued, kissing her neck and whispering into her ear.

"Are you looking forward to being fucked like a whore tonight, my Angel?"

My attention somewhat distracted by what sounded like a knock at the door.