Summary: A wife joins her husband as a slut for a teen BBC.

Note: This is a 2018 Valentine's Day story so please vote.

Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, thor_p, Robert and Wayne for editing this story.

WARNING:

If you hate gay stories, interracial submission, sissification (not a word I know) or cuckolding please don't read.

If you do like those themes... I hope you enjoy.



Every man and women in the world has sexual fantasies they don't tell their lover.

Every one.

I hadn't really thought about it much until a few things happened in a row. I mean I knew we all have our own fantasies, but not that everyone has dark, taboo fantasies.

I mean, my sex life was very vanilla and although we had only been married five years, we were already down to maybe once a month. At one point I even got some piercings to try to spice up our sex life and get him interested again, but it didn't work. I never got around to taking them out, though. After going through all that trouble with healing them and everything, I guess they made me feel sexy in some way even when hardly ever anyone other than myself was even seeing them. I was using my fingers, my vibrator and my shower head a lot more than I fucked my husband.

There were many reasons for this:

1. Joe had just opened a new coffee shop on January 1^st and was working from before opening to way past closing time to make it work.

2. After two years of trying to get pregnant I had gone into a bit of a funk.

3. I found some strange porn on his laptop a couple weeks ago and wasn't sure what it meant. It was called hypnosis sissy porn and was very weird and oddly hot. It displayed hot girls and big dicks while a seductive voice belittled the men watching. The sultry voice called the men many names, including sissy, faggot, cock sucker, bitch, slut, queer, cum bucket and so forth... focusing mostly on variations of two: sissy and cock sucker. It was obviously an attempt at subliminal manipulation but not subliminal at all: the manipulation was all up front and blatantly obvious. I couldn't fathom who would want to watch it or why. One video gave 26 tips on how to become the perfect sissy. I don't know why I watched it (curiosity perhaps, trying to understand why it was on my husband's computer), but I did. The tips were:

a. A sissy wears pink.

b. A sissy doesn't have a cock, she has an oversized clitty.

c. A sissy refers to herself as a she.

d. A sissy always wears panties.

e. A sissy always wears stockings.

f. A sissy craves cock.

g. A sissy eats her own cum.

h. A sissy craves man cum.

i. A sissy watches hypno videos every day.

j. A sissy takes it in the ass.

k. A sissy dresses like a slut.

l. A sissy loves BBC.

j. A sissy loves facials.

k. A sissy belongs on her knees.

l. A sissy understands a proper woman is superior to her.

m. A sissy does as she is told.

n. A sissy is a bimbo.

o. A sissy loves to be called names.

p. A sissy bends over for cock.

q. A sissy always begs for it.

r. A sissy wears heels.

s. A sissy has two holes for her man's cock.

t. A sissy doesn't fuck women, women fuck a sissy.

u. A sissy loves being pegged.

v. A sissy sucks on balls.

w. A sissy ONLY comes when taking it in her cunt.

x. A sissy never says no to a man's or woman's cock.

y. A sissy knows her exact purpose in life.

z. A sissy is always a good bad girl.

I had to look up BBC, which I learned meant Big Black Cock.

I also had to look up pegging which I learned was a woman wearing a strap-on fucking a guy's ass.

The rules were silly, but as I did more research I was shocked to discover sissification, pegging and straight white men sucking black cock were increasingly popular.

Then there was a short special video called Married Sissies. I clicked on it and it told me:

A married sissy obeys her wife's every order.

A married sissy is a cuckold.

A married sissy knows she isn't man enough to please her wife.

A married sissy is willing to allow other men to fuck her wife so she can be sexually satisfied.

A married sissy loves eating cream pies from alpha males out of her wife's cunt.

A married sissy knows she doesn't wear the pants in any relationship, casual or committed.

I noticed that the pronoun was used to make a male feminine.

I also had to look up cuckold (there was so much I didn't know), which I learned meant a man who is submissive to his wife while she fucks other men, usually bigger dicked men, often black men. The idea at first seemed appalling and pathetic to me, a man who would willingly let another man, a bigger dicked man, fuck his wife... yet the more I thought about it, the idea of getting fucked by a big cock, maybe even a black cock (was BBC theory true?) began to infiltrate my mind. I began watching porn (I mean I often already did since our sex life was so pathetic), but now I really focused on cock size... on the woman's reactions and how enamoured she was by big cock, by being pounded hard and deep (of course she could be faking it, it was porn) and by the way a real man could really take charge and make a strong woman into a puddled mess (I myself wanted to be taken like that., fucked like that, used like a slut... to come like that).

That all said, Joe had a few sissy hypno videos, including one that focused on BBC, which I watched three times as I became hypnotized by the beauty of black cock: the colour, the size and the taboo.

Which led to my two biggest issues.

4. Joe was the only man I'd ever slept with. We'd been high school sweethearts, so every once in a while I wondered what it would have been like to be with another man in the past... it became a growing obsession... not any particular man... but the cock... especially black cock, although all big cocks intrigued me. I mean, the idea that some men had double the size of my husband's was intriguing as hell.

5. His dick, completely erect, is not even four inches. I always told him size didn't matter and he was an amazing lover, but truth be told I had never come from intercourse. I had also never come from oral sex as he wasn't very good at it and didn't really enjoy doing it. Of course, he still expected me to give him head, from which he did cum very quickly. Especially after I'd gotten my tongue pierced.

This led me to having a few naughty fantasies I replayed over and over... these were the ones I had before the revelation....

Fantasy 1: Being seduced by a female student and made to be her submissive slut. For some reason, I imagine she is really rich and has her own boat (I've always wanted to go on a yacht). Of course, my fantasy girl Zelda is rich, is a bitch and likely would treat me like her personal servant given the chance:

I imagine being made to eat her pussy:



Other times I imagine taking one of my shy nerdish girls (I'm a teacher) and making her my cunt licking slut:



Although I like lesbian porn the most, I'm not sure I could ever lick a pussy... although I'm sure I would have no problem letting a lesbian eat me (I imagine they are a lot better at it than my husband), my favourite fantasy was being taken unwillingly by two guys... bad boys... two students, two thugs or, my favourite, two jail escapees. I don't know why, but convicts are what I most fantasize.

I imagine being all dressed up, but then taken to some filthy back alley, and just dominated.

Fucked by one while I suck the other:



Being double penetrated and even being forced to kiss the guy (which somehow seems worse then getting fucked by them for some reason... I guess because kissing is a lot more personal than getting fucked... it's literally in your face).



I, of course, eagerly take two facials from the big bad boy cocks:



Other times a cream pie... I do love getting a load of cum inside my pussy.



Then just a couple days after finding my husband's strange porn, I overheard this conversation from two students at the high school where I teach. I had walked outside for some fresh air and so the girls didn't see me as they chatted.

It was between the relatively sweet Angel and her friend Cassie.

"I'm serious, he is ten inches at least," Angel said emphatically.

"No way," Cassie responded.

"Why would I lie?" Angel asked.

"It's just that ten inches is unfathomable," Cassie said, her tone one of amazement.

I instantly wondered who they were talking about... ten inches was more than double my husband.

"I thought the same thing until I sucked it," Angel said. I couldn't imagine her sucking cock... but obviously she had. But whose?

"You slut," Cassie teased.

"For Kaleem I am," Angel responded. "When he fucked me last week in the girl's bathroom during half time, I almost passed out."

I gasped. Kaleem was a black student, and also an employee at my husband's coffee shop and the son of my Joe's best friend and military buddy.

Both girls turned around at my gasp as I stood there paralyzed in shock, my cheeks going red.

Angel stammered, "M-M-Mrs. Appleton!"

I smiled, trying to be casual, as I said, "Angel, there is a lot more to you than meets the eye." I then walked away, as I suddenly had a fire between my legs, plus I was hoping to make her feel less stressed about my hearing what I'd heard.

I, meanwhile, headed straight to the teacher's staffroom bathroom, where I closed the door, happy they were all single enclosed stalls, hiked up my skirt and began fingering myself as I imagined the sex scene between the two of them.

I imagined Angel in my favourite position, on all fours:



I also imagined her in my second favourite position... riding... although, truth be told, I never really got close to coming because Joe's cock is so small.



And as I came, rather quickly, I imagined his huge cock (fuck, ten inches... WOW) exploding all over her cute face.



I sat on the toilet and recovered... wondering how those two had even ended up together... socially they were in completely different circles.

I shook my head and after washing up, returned to class to teach, knowing Angel would be in my next class and likely embarrassed.

All during class, Angel couldn't look me in the eye. At the end of class, I asked, wanting to learn more and also to let her feel okay about herself, "Angel, please come see me for a minute."

"Yes, ma'am," she said, looking at me for the first time.

I had a prep next period, so I had time to talk to her. She came to my desk looking so nervous, I started with, "Angel, it's okay."

"I can't believe you heard that," Angel said, tears instantly streaming down from her eyes. "You must think I'm some cheap slut."

I put my hand on her shoulder and said, "Angel, I don't judge people based on such superficial things. But I am concerned about your doing it at school."

"It was after school," she justified herself sheepishly.

"Still, it's very risky," I pointed out.

"I know," she nodded, "but I can't say no to him."

"If he's ten inches I can see why," I said, before I even realizied I was going to say it.

This seemed to finally relax Angel, even though I shouldn't have said that. She said, looking up at me finally, "It's majestic."

"I imagine," I chuckled, trying to imagine what ten inches of black cock would look like.

Suddenly seeing me as a confidante instead of an accuser she said, "I have a picture," pulling out her phone.

"You don't!" I gasped. Inexcusably, I instantly wanted to see that photo.

"Do you want to see, Mrs. Appleton?" she asked, flipping through her photos.

"I shouldn't," I said, even though my tone implied I was curious.

Before I could think of any of the reasons I shouldn't, she had shoved the phone in my face.

I gasped again.

I was not only staring at the biggest cock I had ever seen, the photo also included Angel with her face coated in cum and her hand stroking this black cock. Interestingly, other than showing a massive, black, erect cock, there was no evidence it was Kaleem's.



I was completely mesmerised.

The cock was indeed majestic, and fucking huge.

No way could I fathom little Angel taking that cock inside her.

Yet, obviously she had.

"Amazing, hey?" Angel said.

"You're right, it's definitely majestic," I said, still in a trance. Realizing I was looking at an eighteen year old's cock, and a student's, and the son of one of my husband's best friends, I shook my head and added, tearing my gaze away from this cock perfecton, "Um, you should likely get to class."

She pulled her phone away and said, "Sorry, again."

"It's okay," I reassured. "Just try to avoid doing it at school."

She surprised me one more time as she said, as she left, "I'll try, but he's impossible to say no to."

Then she was gone.

I was horny again, but resisted the temptation to have multiple orgasms at school.

Instead, that night and every night up until today, I imagined Kaleem's ten inch cock.

I imagined just stroking and staring at such a majestic member.



I imagined trying to take ten inches down my throat, I mean that would be more than double I'd ever had before:



And I imagined taking his cock in my pussy... on my desk....



As the week went along, and I watched more BBC porn, my fantasies became rougher and he became more dominant, although so different from the well-spoken boy I knew in real life:



Bent over my desk and fucked hard:



And taking a full load all over my body:



Which leads me to Valentine's Day and the revelation.

Feeling guilty for a couple weeks of black cock obsession, and hoping to make sure my husband was still turned on by me, I decided to surprise him at work.

He closed at six, but wouldn't be home until eight as he had to do all the closing things. I was supposed to meet him at 8 o'clock at Walton's Steak House for a late dinner. So I decided I would surprise him with a booty call.

I went shopping, found a cute Maid's outfit (we love to role play), wore it under a trenchcoat and went to the café.

I showed up at 6:30, knowing the last employee was always gone by then, Joe always the last to leave, and used my key to get inside.

I walked toward the back office, where I assumed he would be.

As I got closer, I froze, Joe was moaning and begging, "Yes, fuck me harder."

What?

He's cheating on me?

Instantly, rage coursed through me.

Yet I somehow controlled my anger and slowly walked over to the sounds, tiptoeing in my heels. Just as I was reaching the door, I heard another voice, a deep male voice, one that shocked me to my core, ordering, "Beg for my cock, slut."

That was undoubtably Kaleem's voice.

Was Kaleem fucking Joe?

That seemed like a silly question and redundant once my husband responded.

"Oh please, fuck my cunt with your big black dick," Joe begged, sounding like a bitch in heat.

His cunt?

I peeked around the corner, having to match a visual to the sounds, and witnessed the most stunning thing I had ever seen.

Besides the reality my husband was on all fours and the eighteen year old son of his best friend was behind him fucking him hard.

Weirder, Joe was wearing a blonde wig, lipstick and pink thigh high stockings.

Apparently my husband was a sissy.



"You're going to have a load in that tight cunt of yours when you're out with your wife, Jolene," Kaleem said, as he kept fucking him... or was it her?

"You own my cunt," Joe, or Jolene responded.

Kaleem looked up and saw me staring. I should have moved away or said something, but I was too shell shocked to move.

My husband was getting ass fucked.

My husband was whimpering like a bitch in heat.

Insofar as he was dressed at all, my husband was dressed as a girl. Makeup, wig, and all.

My husband was a sissy.

Kaleem winked at me and asked, "What would you do if your wife walked in right now?"

"Give her to you so she can be fucked by a real man with a real cock," my husband declared, shocking me to the core.

I gasped... again... I was doing that a lot lately.

Luckily, Joe/Jolene was getting fucked so hard he didn't hear me.



"You want me to fuck your wife?" Kaleem asked, grinning up at me as he really slammed nto my husband. He obviously figured if I were going to blow my top I would have done so already, so we were automatically co-conspirators.

"Yes, fuck, don't stop," Joe moaned. "She deserves a real cock."

"Do you want a real cock, Mrs. Appleton?" Kaleem asked, stopping deep inside Joe and looking directly at me.
Joe, whose eyes had been closed, opened them and looked up and was suddenly looking directly at me.

Kaleem added to me, "I know Angel showed you a picture." He then pulled out of Joe's ass and let me take a look at the real deal.

I don't know how, but taking a cue from the videos I'd watched I instinctively assumed the role of dominant wife to a submissive sissified husband. If this wasn't me, I suddenly realised I certainly wanted it to be! Trying to act like I was born to this scenario I walked confidently over, ignoring my sissy husband on the floor, and reaching for Kaleem said, "Wow, this cock fits in my husband's cunt?"

"She takes it all," Kaleem nodded, before adding, "although it has taken some time."

"How long have you been fucking my sissy husband?" I asked as if I'd known about sissies for years, wondering where this could go to include me. If I cheated with Kaleem, my husband was hardly in a position to complain! And the websites he frequented had discussed cuckolds... cucks.

"Three months," Kaleem said. "My dad gave her to me as a birthday gift."

"Your dad was fucking her too?"

"For years," Kaleem revealed.

"I can explain," Joe finally spoke.

"Did I fucking ask you to speak?" I snapped.

"No, dear," he sheepisly answered.

"So explain," I said, looking him challengingly in the eye as I reached over and stroked Kaleem's massive cock.

"It started back in Afghanstan," Joe said, remaining on his knees, but watching me without complaint.

"He was the bottom boy for all the men," Kaleem added.

"Really?" I asked, this hard to believe... although so was what I was witnessing... and doing!

Joe admitted, "The smallest cock is the bottom, it's traditional."

"So how many men have fucked your cunt, sissy?" I asked, both angry and amused... I mean it was suddenly obvious he'd been cheating on me for years.

"A couple hundred," Joe answered.

"Holy shit," I said, this another shock after shock.

"Did you ever fuck any women?" I asked.

"No, I would never do that," he said.

"You just get fucked by guys?" I sarcastically responded, the disgust in my voice obvious.

"And suck cock, she's sucked a lot of cock," Kaleem added.

Joe's face was burning red, but he... she... denied none of it.

"So you suck cock?" I asked.

"Yes," he whispered in shame.

"Show me," I said, kind of curious to see it.

"Now?" he asked.

"Yes," I nodded, taking Kaleem's epic cock in my hand and offering it to my husband as if I did this every day.

My husband obediently opened up his mouth and took the cock inside.

"Oh yeah, cock sucker, show your hot wife what you were really made for," Kaleem groaned, as my husband began bobbing.

I watched from behind as I caressed Kaleem's ass. At the moment he wasn't a student, he was a young man with the big cock I planned to have inside me very soon.

"Take it all, cock sucker, show your wife how you can deep throat," Kaleem ordered.



And then I watched as Joe took all ten inches in his mouth.

"Wow!" I said.

"Practice makes perfect," Kaleem said, as his entire cock was lodged in my husband's throat.

"I could never do that," I said, actually impressed by my husband's ability.

"Oh, never say never, Mrs. Appleton," Kaleem responded, still treating me with respect even as my husband sucked his cock.

This was surreal.

And I was fucking horny.

I wanted to try that cock and I wanted to humiliate my husband at the same time. I said, "Get back on all fours, sissy."

"Yes, Mistress," Joe responded, a term that surprised and empowered me.

He moved back onto all fours and I sat on his back. I then asked, as Kaleem instinctively knew what I was thinking, "Do you want to watch your wife suck my BBC?"

"Yes," he whispered, ashamed.

"You understand once I suck this cock," I said, as I stroked Kaleem's unresisting teen cock, "that I won't ever want to suck your tiny baby boy dick anymore."

"Yes, I understand," he answered, clearly humiliated yet his dick as hard as a rock.

"Does watching me do this turn you on?" I asked.

Again he answered, "Yes."

"Yes, what, you fucking small dicked sissy!" I roared.

"Yes, Mistress," he quickly corrected.

"Now watch me suck a real man's cock and don't you dare stop watching," I ordered, before I took the throbbing BBC in my mouth.

"Oh yeah, Mrs. Appleton, I knew you would be a BBC lover one day," he groaned.

I took his cock out of my mouth and asked, "How long have you wanted to fuck me, stud?"

"Since I first saw your white ass and long legs wiggle down the hallway," he said. "Although that was just confirmation. You were my first MILF wanker fantasy. And one day, when I saw a glimpse of that tongue stud of yours, I knew I had to make it happen sometime soon."

"Really?" I asked flattered.

"Mrs. Appleton, half the boys at school want to fuck you and a few of the girls want to eat you," he said, sliding his cock back into my mouth.

I wanted to ask more, like whether Angel wanted to eat me, but his hands were on my head and my mouth was full of delicious black cock.



I sucked his cock for a couple of minutes, only getting a little more than half in my mouth, before he pulled out and ordered, "Bend over, Mrs, Appleton."

I apologized, but also enjoying being told what to do, "Sorry, your cock is a lot bigger than my husband's. I'll need some practice to take this massive cock in my mouth."

"You can practice anytime you want, Mrs. Appleton," he offered.

"Good to know," I said, as I looked at my husband and asked, my tone implying my disgust at him, "You really want another man to fuck your wife? You want to watch?"

"Yes, Mistress," he answered. "You deserve to be fucked by a real cock."

"You're right," I agreed, "And you can even help. Hold me up," as I bent over getting ready for Kaleem's awesome tool and rested my hands on my Jolene's back. "Shove that massive black snake in my little white cunt, Kaleem."

"As you wish," he said, and slid his cock inside my excessively wet cunt.

"Oh fuck," I moaned loudly. "So this is what it feels like to have a real cock in me?"

"I'm only halfway in, Mrs. Appleton," he informed me.

"Oh my God!" I said, his cock continuing to go deeper and reach new depths in what felt like my virginal pussy. I admitted as much as I said, "You're only the second man ever to enter me."

"No way," he said, it his turn to be surprised.

"Actually, I guess you're the first man to ever enter me," I corrected, as he was suddenly all in, his body leaning against me. "Isn't that right, sissy?"

"Yes, Mistress," Jolene agreed, watching intently.

"Now fuck me, Kaleem," I demanded. "Show me what it means to be a woman."

"As you wish, Mrs. Appleton," he agreed, and began pumping his ten inch cock in and out.

Instantly I was feeling pleasure I didn't know existed.

How had I lived this long and not known what sex actually felt like?



Joe's body was surprisingly firm as I careened into him again and again, propelled by Kaleem's pounding me. I had to admit at least my sissy was strong, as he remained stoic, supporting my weight and withstanding my shoves, and watched as his wife was blackened... and making sounds of euphoria he'd never heard when he had been fucking her.

"Are you enjoying watching me take ten inches in my cunt?" I asked, as Joe watched intently.

"Yes, Mistress," he nodded. "I want you to be sexually satisfied." I was inwardly astonished he appeared sincere about that sentiment... he wasn't just being submissive and obedient, he truly wanted this! And so did I!

"Oh, I am definitely being sexually satisfied," I moaned, as Kaleem picked up the pace. I should have been angry at my husband for all the secrets and lies, for years of his being a cock sucking bottom to other men, yet this was turning me on.

I was finally getting fucked by a big cock... albeit by a student who I could get fired for fucking... but at the moment that didn't matter.


And he was 18.

And I didn't actually teach him... meaning he wasn't in any of my classes... and to tell the truth he was teaching me... so maybe I'd be okay.

But as his cock pistoned in and out of my burning cunt I didn't really care about the consequences... only about the pleasure.

After a couple of minutes, I wanted to change positions. I said, "I want to look at the man fucking me."

"Sure thing, Mrs. Appleton," he agreed politely as he pulled out of me. I spun around, hopped on my husband's willing ass, using him as a stool for support, and spread my legs wide.

"Now fuck me like you do all your white sluts," I demanded, wanting to be fucked hard... pounded... drilled. I wanted to be made a real woman, one I just discovered I never had been... until now.

He got onto one knee and slammed into me.

"Oh yes, stud, fuck me in front of my sissy husband," I moaned. "Show her how a woman should be fucked."

"I'm going to be using this pussy all the time," he said.

"It's all yours," I moaned, "Isn't that right, cuck?"

"Yes, Mistress, your pussy is Master's to use any time he wants or you want," he agreed without a hint of jealousy or resentment. He was truly enjoying watching his wife get fucked!

"What if I want to fuck two men at once?" I pushed the envelope.

"Or triple teamed," Kaleem added.

"Oh yes," I moaned, the idea of a triple team suddenly very appealing. I mean I had quite a few two-men-at-oncein my fantasies, but never three or more.



And after a couple more minutes of fucking, I had my first ever orgasm from getting fucked.

"Oh yes, fuck me with that BBC," and "Show my faggot fuck toy how a real man fucks a woman," and "Don't you fucking stop pounding your white slut," and finally "I'm going to come."

"Come all over my big black cock, Mrs. Appleton," he ordered, as he didn't slow down.

Seconds later, I screamed, "Fuck yes!" The orgasm was so intense my legs tightened, my body went limp and I shook like crazy.

"Oh yeah," Kaleem said, "Jolene, your wife has been blackened."

"She deseves it," he said, still holding me up after a good ten minutes of being used as a stool.

"Yes, I fucking well do," I agreed, rolling off my husband and ordering, "Now suck his cock clean, sissy cuck."

Kaleem moved to the floor and Joe quickly moved to his cock and sucked my cum off his dick. He sucked like a pro, obviously a better cock sucker than I.

I eventually ordered, as I took Kaleem's shaft in my hand and held the dick in front of my husband.

"What do you want, Jolene?" I asked, liking the idea of feminizing his name.

"To suck his cock for you," he answeed.

"And then what?" I asked, tapping the black cock on his lips.

"To have him fuck you until you come again and he comes inside you," he admitted.



Again, this was offered with total sincerity! And I was certainly agreeable. "Well, then get sucking, slut," I ordered.

He resumed bobbing for a couple of minutes until I wanted that cock back in me.

I laid on the floor and ordered, "Now open me up for him to fuck me, sissy."

"Yes, Mistress," he obeyed, as he pulled on one of my legs and held it in his hand and spread my lips open with the other as Kaleem moved between my legs.

"I want you to really fuck me hard again," I said, looking into Kaleem's eyes.

"I think I can oblige your request, ma'am," he said, sliding his cock back into me.

"Oh fuck, so big," I moaned, as I looked at my husband.

"Oh yes, fuck her," Jolene gushed.

"Are all BBC's this big?" I asked my well experienced faggot husband.

"No," he said. "although they are mostly eight inches or bigger."

"So their minimum is double yours?" I questioned.



"Yes," she nodded.

"So do you enjoy sucking cock and getting fucked?" I asked, curious.

"I do," she nodded. "I'm not proud of it, but it's all I ever want to do."

"So you'd rather get fucked than fuck me?" I questioned, a revelation suddenly hitting me.

"Sometimes," he admitted.

Suddenly angry, I demanded, "Get out of here for a few minutes. I need some time with a real man without my queer husband watching."

"Yes, Mistress," she nodded, looking sad.

"Go fuck your ass with something until I call for you," I added, as he left.

"Yes, Mistress," he said on the way out.

Once alone with Kaleem, "Now show me how BBC's use naked white sluts, Kaleem. I mean really fuck me like any of your teen sluts."

"You sure, Mrs. Appleton?" he asked, for a moment gawking at his first sight of my tits, the jewellery in one of my nipples and the triangle piercing in my pussy like any other teenaged boy. He had said he'd wanted me for a long time and I was flattered, but I wanted the manly side of him.

"Call me Jane, or slut, or whatever the fuck else you want to call me," I said, "enough of this Mrs. politeness shit and asking what I want. Take charge and get dirty!"

Taking me at my word, he picked me up by the hips, his cock never leaving my cunt and put me on the desk and fucked me... this time slowly... looking into my eyes the entire time... making the fucking suddenly intimate.



Then after a couple of minutes of slow fucking, he grabbed my legs and spread me wide, this somehow stimulating my cunt differently.



My orgasm built quickly in this position and then he said, "Ready to come again, slut?"

"I'm ready to come a dozen times, you wonderful black stud," I answered, as he pulled my legs together and began pounding my pussy hard again.

"Oh yes, you slut, I'm going to tear your cunt apart," he snarled, ae he began fucking me, frustratingly slowly.

The new angle took seconds to trigger my second orgasm. "Oh fuck, yes, Kaleem, I love being your slut."



As I was coming, he pulled out, a gush of cum leaking out of me and he lifted me up, pulled me off the desk, literally ripped my clothes off and began sucking on my tits. Except for my stockings, which I was still wearing, I would never be able to wear any of those clothes again! I set aside for later the question of how I would get home.

"Oh yes, suck on my tits, baby," I moaned, loving his aggressive attack.

He then spun me around, shoved me forcefully against the lockers and slammed his dick back in me and began fucking me roughly from behind. Yes!



Now this is how a man fucks a woman!!!



"Oh yes, I want to be your white submissive slut," I moaned as I took all ten inches inside me.



When I was getting close, he pulled out and ordered, "Let me see those tits again."

He pushed me to the ground and shoved them between his hands. Seeing what he wanted, I took over and squeezed them together and he fucked my tits, something Joe couldn't ever do with his pathetic baby cock.



He then pulled me up and kissed me, his tongue exploring my mouth and mine his.

"Time for me to come," he declared as he put me on the floor, moved my legs over my head like a pretzel and somehow fucked me backwards.

There is no way to really explain the position other than he was above my head, fucking my cunt, at such an extreme angle that my third orgasm began building before the second had even finished.



He fucked me so hard I had to use all my power not to roll out of position, or kick him in the ass.

I babbled like a bitch in heat and called out, "Faggot, get back in here!"

"Yes, Mistress," Jolene called out and scurried in.

"You should have fucking crawled in here, sissy bitch," I objected.

"Sorry, Mistress," he apologized and quicky dropped to his knees.

"Hold my ankles down to the floor so he can fuck your wife harder," I ordered.

"Yes, Mistress," he nodded, and for a few minutes I was a human fuck pretzel.

It was a bit physically painful, but utterly sexually exhilarating.

My third orgasm built and then he pulled out and ordered, "On your back, slut."

"Which slut?" I asked playfully.

"You," he answered.

I quickly got in position as I giggled, "Just making sure."

"Jolene is always bottom slut," Kaleem clarified, which was a great pun, I thought.

I got on my back and spread my legs.

Kaleem ordered, "Now jerk my cock and baptise your wife as my slut and you the sissy cuckold."

"Yes, Master," he replied, beginning to jerk Kaleem's cock above me.

"Oh, yes, shoot that dominant load of black cum all over your white teacher slut," I moaned.

I extended my tongue in hopes of catching some of his sweet cum and I wanted to watch his big cock explode.

Then he shot his load... six big ropes coating my body.

"Yes, baptise me a BBC slut," I declared, loving the feeling of the warm cum coating my tits and belly, although wishing I could have felt it slide down my throat or in my cunt... I love the feeling of cum shooting inside me... although that would be risky as I was not on any birth control and we had recently concluded that Joe couldn't have kids (in retrospect another reason for calling him a sissy).



"Yes, now I have a married couple to use as I wish," he grunted.

"Twenty-four seven," I moaned, as I scooped a big wad from my belly and fed it into my mouth.

"Clean up your wife, sissy," Kaleem ordered.

"Yes, Master," my crossdressing slut responded, before moving between my legs and beginning to eat Kaleem's cum off of me.

"You really are a complete sissy faggot, arn't you, Jolene?" I asked, as I watched him eat the cum.

"Yes, Mistress," he answered matter-of-factly.


Once he was done, we got up and I looked at him.

Was I shocked he took cock up his ass?

Yes.

Was I stunned to learn he was an eager cock sucker?

Yes.

Was I baffled to see him in a wig and stockings?

Somewhat, but he has always loved stockings. I had just thought he loved them on me, so I hadn't known the extent of his fetish.

Was I surprised by his willingly allowing me to fuck another man while he watched?

Yes, although everything on his computer now made sense.

Was I finally sexually satisfied?

100% yes.

Did I still love my husband?

As I replayed the past half hour and the weird previous two weeks, I realized that I did.

He was still the same man I married... it was just that our relationship had changed. Not only was he one of the people that belonged on those websites, so was I! This felt right!

I stood in front of him, stepped out of my bitch persona for a moment and said tenderly, "Joe, I still love you."

"Oh, thank God," he said, giving a huge sigh of relief. "I was scared shitless this would be the end."

"Oh no, my sissy cuckold cocksucking ass-taking hubby," I said, leaning in possessively to kiss him, "This is only the beginning."



Once I broke the kiss, "Now I want to see my bitch bottom really get fucked. I mean, the first time I was a bit surprised."

"I'm sorry about that," he said.

"I imagine a sissy cum slut like you had no choice," I said understandingly, stroking his still hard little cock, "I mean, when a black cock wants to use you, I imagine you just do as you're told."

"Yes, Mistress, I do," he nodded, obviously relieved to see I understood him.

"Well, I too need black cock, so that is something we can do as a couple," I smiled. "Now go show me how big a sissy slut you really are. Degrade yourself and make me proud, if that makes any sense."

"Yes, Mistress, it does," he nodded, and headed over to Kaleem.

"Enough of that tenderness shit. Let's go to the front so I can fuck you two all over the coffee shop," Kaleem said.

"Yes, Master," my husband and I said in unison.

"That is so fucking hot," Kaleem said, as we followed him like two cock hungry sluts.

I won't bore you with the vivid details, but I watched my husband, my dear, degraded, loveable cuck, get roughly face fucked, taking all ten inches in his cock sucking mouth while his tiny dick was completely erect.

I demanded arrogantly, "Take all ten inches, my cuckold cock sucker."



I then watched him take all ten inches in his man cunt and ordered, "Beg to have that cunt of yours pounded."

Jolene obeyed instantly as he begged, "Oh please, Master, slam that big black cock in my cunt and show my wife what a sissy faggot I am!"

And as Kaleem slammed all ten inches in, making my husband moan like a bitch in heat, I knew I would have to buy a strap-on soon and fuck him myself.



Then I watched him bent over an eighteen year old's knees and got spanked.



Kaleem slapped his ass hard even as my husband moaned continually, "Thank you, Master."

Turned on and wanting more BBC myself, I ordered, "Now suck our Master's cock and get it ready for your wife to be fucked again by a real cock."

"Yes, Mistress," she obeyed, getting off his lap, onto her knees and taking the cock back in her mouth.



Kaleem then fucked me all over the coffee shop while my husband filmed us with his phone.

He bent me over the counter as I put on a show for the film.

"Oh yes, slam that BBC in my white BBC owned cunt," I moaned loudly, meaning it. This cock was magical and life changing. There was no way I could ever go back to even pretending to enjoy my husband's tiny dick.

"My dad would love some of this white box," Kaleem said, as his dick slammed into me.

"My cunt is his too," I declared, while looking directly at my husband. "Is that okay, sissy?"



"Yes, Mistress," he replied, "I couldn't be happier," eagerly keeping his camera on the action.

Kaleem then lifted me up, put me on my back and fucked me senseless on the counter... where I had another orgasm within a couple of minutes.



Close to orgasm, I ordered, "Film my face as I cum, sissy."

"Yes, Mistress," Jolene obeyed, moving close to the action.

As she filmed, I closed my eyes and just babbled, "Oh yes, I love BBC," "I'm your teacher slut, Kaleem," and "Please cum in my cunt and knock me up like this sissy no dick faggot can't."

I couldn't believe I said that, but it was the straw that made me cum.

"Yes!" I screamed, as I had a third orgasm, three more than I had ever had from a live cock.

Kaleem fucked me throughout my orgasm before ordering, "Ride me, bitch."

"Yes, Master," I obeyed, straddling him on the counter, my legs feeling a little rubbery from the intense pleasure.



I bounced on that BBC for a couple of minutes, although I could only take two--thirds of his cock like this and I suggested, "Can we resume this on the floor, I really want to bounce on all of your ten inches."

"Sure, slut," Kaleem agreed.

On the floor I straddled him and lowered myself until I was sitting on his cock. I looked directly at my husband and said, "See? I can take it all too."

"Yes, Mistress, I love it," he nodded, watching and filming, his tiny dick still completely erect.

Then I rode.

I bounced.

I babbled.

I had a fourth orgasm.

Before he flipped me onto my back, fucked me hard and said, "I'm going to cum in your cunt, Mrs. Appleton."

"It's your cunt, cum where you please," I moaned, then added, "Fill me up with your black baby batter."

"Oh yeah, here it cums," he grunted and deposited the biggest load of cum I had ever felt erupt in me.

"Oh yes, fill my cunt," I screamed, looking at my husband.

When he pulled out, some cum dripped onto my pubes as I spread my legs and posed for my husband.

"Like the cream pie, sissy?" I asked.



"Looks delicious," he said.

"Come and find out," I ordered, and he handed Kaleem the phone and crawled between my legs and ate up the cum.

And that is the crazy story of how Valentine's Day ended up forever changing our relationship.

He became a cuckold.

I became a loving bitch and a slut for BBC.

The End...