The Black Bull, The Hotwife and Cuckold Part II

It had been a tough few months. We had both lost most of our 401k, we were now two months behind in our mortgage and my BMW had been repossessed last week. To top it off I got laid off when my company downsized. Money was tight and we were a bit worried about losing it all. James was almost a constant house guest too and definitely a drain on our finances. He didn’t work and occasionally he would have some money from some source. I didn’t want to know and didn’t want to ask. All I know is he rarely paid for much and it wasn’t enough to help anyway. I am the wimpy little dicked hubby; the cuckold. I clean up and I pay for everything.

Sarah and I hadn’t had sex since James became our “Master”. I take my pleasure from the degradation. I get to watch them quietly. I get to clean them when commanded. I must talk and dress up like a sissy whenever James was over. It’s my role now and I’m cool with it. James has a great cock and I feel privileged to be able to service his massive cock and eat his cum from Sarah’s pussy. I especially love it when they use my man-pussy. The ultimate is when Sarah uses her strapon and James tries to choke me with his rod. I wouldn’t change this for anything in the world.

As I said, times were starting to get tough. Our lifestyle was now at risk due to our financial troubles. My unemployment checks weren’t going to cover everything. One day when I came home unsuccessfully from a job interview Sarah and James laid out a plan that they had come up with that would help. “James is going to sell me,” said Sarah gleefully. “I’ve got a buddy from prison that I also do business with from time to time that is looking for a lady like Sarah and he’s willing to pay top dollar to have her live with him for a month. It’s no big deal Todd, I trust the guy and I’ve already made all the arrangements,” said James. With that James handed me a wad of cash. At that I politely asked James to leave the room because I wanted to talk to Sarah. “Is this really what you want to do? He’s selling you for 7 thousand dollars.” I said. “I know, isn’t exciting? I’ll get to try more black cock. And it was for 10 but James took some too since he’s the boss. James said that TJ (her new owner) is kind of a southside kingpin. He has lots of money and is very generous honey!” “We don’t know anything about this guy or what he intends to do with you, and you think that’s OK?” I asked. “It’s gonna be fine dear. A little adventure and the cash will really start to get us out of the hole.” I couldn’t help it. Her mind was made up. This really wasn’t my choice, so I reluctantly agreed and truthfully the thought of her fucking more black guys still got me excited.

Staring at the wad of cash and watching as James led my 28 year old wife of 6 years out the door to be some guy’s play thing for a month was probably the ultimate degradation. I felt worthless that because I lost my fucking job our fun was now over. Part of the agreement with TJ was that neither James nor I would be allowed any contact with her in the next month. That was what going to be the toughest for me. Sarah was my best friend and I would miss her. Besides that, I really was going to miss hearing the details of what she was doing.

I took the 7 thousand to the bank and paid our mortgage up to date and I bought a used piece of shit car for my new job delivering pizzas. Now I at least had something to do and making a bit more money was nice. What sucked was that I had an MBA and used to be a production manager for one of the largest snowmobile and jet-ski manufacturers in the world to now be out delivering pizzas. That was more shameful than being called a sissy while a black man fucked my wife or sucking cum out of her gaping asshole. Wish the fucking government would give ME a damned bailout.

Losing Sarah didn’t seem to be a big deal to James. Two days after sending Sarah off to TJ he had already taken up with a new white couple. They were Tina, a hot little red head, and Dan her fat assed rich loser husband. I knew them both from my country club days and had even played a couple rounds of golf with Dan. James brought them over to my apartment and he just let himself in. “This be my boy Todd, he be a real life cuckold. I thought I’d show Dan what he’s in for,” proclaimed James. It was cool. The humiliation of being a cuck was no longer a big deal. I could care less; these assholes were from a past I had given up on. I was there to serve. I obediently got to my knees as James unzipped his fly and placed his huge dick into my mouth. I proceeded to suck him hard while Tina got naked and got down next to me on the floor and started to lick James’s nut sack. In the corner of my eye I could see Dan beating his wee little cock watching the scene go down. The whole time James is talking nasty about how he was going to fuck Tina in front of her hubby in a way that she’d never experienced before. I let Tina take over sucking and I slid around behind James and stuck my face in his ass crack and put my tongue up his ass. It was almost too much for James and he pushed me away. He ordered Tina and me into a 69, only she wasn’t to touch my cock but I was to lick her pussy. I knew what was coming next; it was James’s favorite position. He got behind Tina and did her doggy while I sucked her clit and licked his shaft. I could feel James’s cock start to pulse with my tongue as he started to spurt a load up into Tina. As he pulled out he told Tina to squeeze it in because he was going to have Dan get his first taste of his new Master’s cum. I slid out and I watched Dan obediently dive between his wife’s legs and start dining on a huge creampie. The rest of the night was a mix of the 4 of us. Both Tina and Dan worked over James and both of them took turns on the bed with their asses up in the air with James mounting them and stuffing his cock up their asses. It made me miss Sarah even more watching it all go down. I think James felt sorry for me and he even ordered me fuck Dan in the ass. That was a first for me, I’d never fucked a dude before, but by that time Dan’s ass was so loose from the reaming James had given him it didn’t even feel tight. All the same it was sort of a triumph though to let loose and have fun. I got to jack off a load all over Dan’s face.

After it was all done with Tina and Dan and they were dressing to leave and James announced, “Oh yeah man, I got a picture texted to me from TJ yesterday, you gotta see this.” He then pushed the phone in front of me with a picture of Sarah sandwiched by two black guys double penetrating her and another at the front with his cock down her throat and in the background I could see about 6 more black guys with their cocks hanging out. “Looks like TJ and his crew be getting’ their money’s worth.” James explained that TJ likes to initiate his new bitches this way. My mind was reeling. When the whole thing was originally explained to me I had just thought it would be just TJ using my wife like she was a live in girlfriend at his beck or something. It was then that I was starting to really have my doubts.

About a 2 weeks later I was working and had a pizza delivery to the seedy south side of town. Not the kind of place I felt really comfortable with but all the same I really didn’t have any choice. As I drove down Bleeker Street down a block that is notorious for streetwalkers in the corner of my eye I saw a lady that looked a bit like Sarah. I didn’t get a really good look and just kept going. I delivered the order and circled back to that block about 10 minutes later but couldn’t find that girl. After work I went back and parked up the street from where I had seen her. There was an assortment of street whores out there scantily dressed walking around. As a car would pull up the girls would stroll over and one of them would get in and the car would pull away. I watched for the better part of an hour and then I saw her. It was Sarah. She looked hot as hell. She was smoking a cigarette (that’s a new habit) and talking to a couple of black girls. She was wearing a lime green tube top that exposed her belly button that appeared to now have a piercing and she had a tight black mini dress that barely covered the bottom of her ass cheeks. To top it all off she had on some clear high heeled shoes that must have been 6 inches high. She acted the part to a T and my cock grew in my pants as I watched her from afar. Then a minivan pulled up and one of the black girls ran up to the passenger side and Sarah remained back. The driver and the black girl chatted a bit and then my wife pranced over to the minivan and Sarah got inside.

As the minivan pulled away I decided I had to follow. My head was spinning. Was this really happening? Was this safe? My wife was now a common hooker. She was out on Bleeker St. turning tricks. I thought she was just going to be some black guy’s play thing, but this wasn’t what I thought she was going to be doing. As I followed the minivan I called James on my cell phone. “I thought she was just going to be servicing TJ. How come she’s turning tricks down on Bleeker?” I yelled. “Whoa, calm down and tell me what’s going on,” said James. I proceeded to tell him what I’d found out and he said he’d make a call to TJ and find out what was going on. He hung up and I kept on following for a couple more blocks until the minivan pulled into a dark parking lot of a closed down trucking company.

I pulled past where they stopped and decided I had to have a closer look. I waited a few minutes and then walked closer. There was just enough light shining from a street light that I could see inside. The guy was in the driver seat and I was able to look in from one of the side windows from about 5 feet away. He looked like he was in his 50’s. He was bald and had a bit of a belly. I couldn’t see Sarah and I carefully walked right next to where I could finally see them. I was kind of worried about getting caught but I just had to see this. She was in the passenger seat and leaning across the armrest and had her head in his lap sucking his cock. She was really working him over for a few minutes and I’m surprised the guy didn’t cum right then. This went on for a few minutes until they stopped and the guy got out a pipe and a lighter and lit it. From where I was outside the minivan I couldn’t tell what was being smoked and I tried really hard not to go over there and bang on the glass to stop it. I was just in disbelief as I watched Sarah come up from the guys lap and take a big drag from the pipe. “It’s only pot, it’s only pot” I told myself, but what if it wasn’t, what if she was smoking something else? I then watched Sarah get into the back seat in a doggy position. Sarah’s head was buried into the seat cushion and I could hear the guy ask her something but I couldn’t quite hear it but I could make out Sarah say “that costs extra” or something. My wife remained on her knees and spit in one of her hands and then reached back to lube the guys cock with it. The fat guy then grabbed his cock and guided it up next to my wife’s ass and he pushed it all the way in with one push.

My cock was rock hard and I had subconsciously unzipped my fly and was jacking my dick. The minivan was really rocking and my wife was moaning and screaming pretty loudly. I thought that was pretty odd since I’d seen her take James’s huge cock in her ass many times but it must have been something she was doing in order to get the john to come faster. She was acting like it was her first assfuck. Nice try bitch. Sarah finally let a cry and yelled “I’m coming!” With that the guy grabbed her hips and pumped into her butt with one really hard shove. I came too. I sprayed my cum all over the side of the minivan. They stayed locked up for about a minute and then he withdrew. Finally I think the guy saw me and I heard him say that there was a bum watching them. I didn’t want Sarah to see me so I ran off and got back into my car and drove off.

When I got back to the car I checked my phone and there was a message from James. He had talked to TJ and James explained that TJ had paid for her and that there were no conditions to the arrangement. She was his to do as he pleased for the next 3 months. TJ said that my wife needed to work off the 25 thousand he’d given us and TJ had turned her out on the street pedaling her ass. “It’s no big deal. There’s only a couple more months left and then she’ll be back with you,” James explained. I couldn’t believe it. I’d been lied to. Originally James said it was 1 month and the amount TJ paid for her was 10 thousand, Fucking James had sold her for way more than that and had only given us 7 thousand. Besides that it was now 3 months instead of 1. James had fucked up and didn’t remember what he’d told me originally.
I got in my car and I drove back to across the street where Sarah had been working and pulled over just as the minivan pulled in and Sarah got out. I could see Sarah talk to the same black girl and Sarah reached into her purse and hand the back girl something (probably the cash from the john) the black girl motioned for Sarah to go down the alley. I then drove around the block and re-parked at the other end of the alley and got out. It was really dark but I could hear voices coming from a back stoop to an apartment. I walked very quietly up to where I could see a hole in a wood fence looking into a tiny yard. There was some rap music booming and a bunch of young black guys in white tshirts all holding 40’s in one hand and lit cigs in the other. I heard one guy that looked like the leader say to Sarah, “$10 each for each one who you get off wit yo mouf.” I heard Sarah say to the k** “Keisha said you’d let me get high first too.” Oh shit she really is a crackhoe! The k** reached in his pants and pulled out a glass pipe and lit it for Sarah. Sarah took a few hits and then without hesitation got down on her knees and pulled out the k**s cock. I watched her suck off 12 of them in about a half hour. The last one was the most memorable in particular. The k** had a cock that must have been 13 inches long and as big around as Sarah’s wrist. He pulled it out and slapped her face with it hard. She just sat there with a glazed look on her face and looking up at him with her lips parted waiting to get his cock. The other k**s thought it was funny and one of them even took a couple pictures with his cell phone while the guy d****d his still limp cock all the way over the top of her head and rested his ball sack on top of Sarah’s forehead. “I’m mo git my $10 out dis bitches mouth.” I heard the k** say. Sarah could barely get her lips over the massive tip and the k** reached behind and grabbed her by the back of the head with both hands and pushed. His cock disappeared all the in. Sarah’s eyes were watering and the k** ordered her to breathe through her nose and to keep her hands off his cock. He was thrusting hard and the k** with the cell phone started taking video of Sarah sucking that black monster. “I’m gonna make you famous bitch. I’m gonna upload this shit on for everyone to see what we do to white bitches like you.” Sarah was a trooper and none of the jeers from the gang made a bit of difference. She was focused on getting that last guy off. The guy kept thrusting down her throat and she suddenly moved her hand between his legs and slid a finger into asshole. It must have been the first time the k** had had his prostate touched or something and he let out a scream as he held her by the back of the head. I could tell by the Sarah’s bulging eyes that he was dumping his load down her throat. “Damn bitch you are a pro!” the k** exclaimed as he pulled out of her mouth. Sarah licked the shaft clean and asked “anyone else for me?” There wasn’t, she had serviced the entire crew.
I decided to get out of there and creeped back to my car. I drove around the corner just as Sarah came back to see the black girl and give her the payment. I decided to go for it. I pulled up to the curb and the black girl came to my passenger window. “Hey baby’ wha chu doin? Lookin for a date tonight?” she said. I said yeah, “how about that skinny white girl in the green tube top. How much?” “$50 for a blow or $80 for a half and half,” said the black girl. I assumed that half and half would be a blow job and a fuck and I agreed. Sarah hopped in and never even gave me a look. I drove away and she guided me oddly to the same spot she’d been assfucked in the minivan less than an hour before. She asked “you a cop?” “No” I said. “You got any party favors?” “No, just a warm beer in my backseat is all,” was my reply. I reached back and grabbed it for her. She gulped it down. She asked me if she knew me because I looked familiar … like I looked like her ex-husband or something. It was the most surreal moment of my life. I was having a conversation with the love of my life that’d just referred to me as her Ex, but because she was strung out on d**gs she didn’t even recognize me. To her I was just another john she was going to blow for money. Without hesitation she leaned over and unzipped my fly. To my amazement I wasn’t hard at all. My emotions were all fucked up. Sarah sucked and sucked and finally I grew. I cleared my throat and asked her “how much to fuck your ass?” “An extra $20,” was her reply. I agreed and we climbed into the backseat. I then had a flashback to our teenage years. The first time I’d fucked her had been in the back of a limo after our Senior Prom. Weird huh? Anyway, it was pretty much the same as it had been for the guy in the minivan. She spat in her hand and lubed my cock. She started moaning and I came deep in her rectum.

As I drove her back to where the black girl was waiting I made small talk with her about how many tricks she does in a night and she said since she was new and all she was getting a lot of play by all the johns. She wouldn’t tell me exactly how many but just muttered something about having to pay off her bills. As she opened the door to get out of the car I said “be careful you don’t get hurt out here Sarah.” It was in that instant when I said her name that she finally recognized me and she stood there and stared into my eyes. I could tell what she was thinking, and I could sense that she was then completely humiliated. She put her hand to her mouth to stifle a cry because the black girl was now walking behind her close. I pulled away and watched in the rearview mirror as she handed the black girl the money.

On the way back to my apartment I formulated what I was going to do next. I’d been fucked over by James for the money and my wife had been stolen from me and that mother fucker was going to pay for it. I felt ashamed that I’d been suckered into any of this, If I could go back in time I’d have never let my wife ever get involved with him. I’d get her back and I’d get her clean and sober but first I had a score to settle.