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"I said bring'em here!!" he snapped.
Tra'mon was referring to the flimsy zebra-print bikinis I had dropped, and when I realized this I nearly fainted. He was telling me to bring them to him while he was still fucking Julie.
"O Gaawd." I thought to myself.
Nevertheless, the fear and intimidation I felt was like no other. I found myself walking towards him as he continued pounding away on my wife's pussy. Julie, in turn, had her eyes closed and was grimacing in both pain and pleasure at the same time.
Timidly, I approached. In defeat, I just handed the bikini speedoes suit to the black stud. My hands never trembled so much before.
With uncanny arrogance, Tra'mon simply pulled out his monstrous cock and grabbed his bikini from my limp grip. That is when he wiped his cock with them. I stood there in disbelief as he then put them back over my head and face. Once again, he snapped them into place over my face. This time, it was more than just the disgusting scent of his large cock and balls in them. Now, they were wet and also contained both his and Julie's cum juices. Non chalantly, he put his ominous black cock back inside Julie's pussy.
"Leave us." he demanded.
Submissively, I turned and began walking out the door with the sound of Julie groaning and moaning, once again. She didn't even look up to me. She simply accepted Tra'mon's ruthless and brutal fucking of her as if it was expected.
As I stood out in the hallway looking back, the black man pounded Julie in the most fierce way one can imagine. The intensity of his fucking of her had just increased to a level I thought would never be possible.
"Oww.. Arghhh.. Oh, Oh, Oh God!" Julie squealed.
"Close the door and git' the fuck out." Tra'mon ordered.
"I'll bring dis' cunt back when I'm done usin' it." he added, now with a firmer and more commanding tone.
"And grab that other bag too, boy." he ordered, referring to the small mesh bag of his laundry sitting against the wall near the door.
Unbelievably defeated, I just did what I was told.
With the cum-smeared soiled bikini speedoes suit over my face, I picked up the remaining two bags and his bag of worn bikini underwear from the floor. I carried them back to my apartment.
The disgusting sounds of Julie being fucked in severe pain combined with her intense groans of pleasure echoed in my ears. They echoed through the entire building. I couldn't have felt more degraded. The sounds could be have been heard from outside the building as well. They were that loud this time.
Finally back in my apartment, I just slumped into a chair. I sat there feeling confused and defeated as my arms "drooped" to the floor. Demoralized, I just sat there confused and wondering what all this meant. I questioned if Julie would be coming back at all now, and my mind wandered in and out of wanting her back. My emotional state was one that I had never felt.
end.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 1 year agoI agree with the others comments , there's no real need to make the young man quite THAT arrogant , he's such the superior male obviously it didnt require it. I think the husband should have accepted just how pathetic a specimen he was and enjoyed his new role as a cuckold husband. Several years ago it happened to myself, without all that violence and the transition was fantastic, some guys , both black and white CAN'T satisfy their wives sexually so cuckolding CAN be a great lifestyle for some couples.
Anonymousover 12 years agoI am having a very hard time trying to figure out this story. It is really quite sad. Aside from the pathetic, racist, over the top stereotypes, there are no characters any sane human can identify with. Your Black super-hero is a vicious animal, not a man and why anyone would want to be around him for more that 30 seconds is beyond me. I can understand why a woman would want to have extra-marital sex, but to be dominated by a sociopath and monster is just beyond the pale. This story is NOT erotic. It is a very disturbing portrait of someone's warped racial fantasy. I think nearly all Black people would find the characters obscene racial stereotypes. I know lots of Black folks and none of them come even close to your depictions.
spyintheskyover 12 years agoTotally agree with the two comments below, trying to find stories on here that go beyond the hi, wanna fuck, take that hubby, the end is not easy. At least even with the stereotypes and over emphasis on the repetitive and mundane this story makes an attempt to get into the psyche of the characters and though greatly exaggerated examines some of the issues involved when a beta male faces an alpha male determined to devalue everything about him in front of his wife.
Fact is stereotypes like that wives, black men and white men exist. Many wives do have a fetish for such characters, many accept an abusive relationship from men and the excuse from Julie about 'its just his culture' whether you consider that racist is irrelevant its an attitude I have heard from women be it black, medditeraean, arab or asian men whatever the difference to the woman might be.
The only thing I dont agree totally with submale is over Julies motives for returning. No doubt she sees it as a sensible solution but she was reluctant it is Trey who having achieved his mission of marking her as his and knocking her up now wants her close by and available but not a drag on his lifestyle. She will simply go along with it and as such only in those circumstances will see the advantages of being with Richard. Cant wait to find out how the parents are told about this. The last few chapters have worked out surprisingly similar to what I imagined somewhat spookily and I hope this continues.
Anonymousover 12 years agoSubmale45 has given a well thought out analysis of what's happening with the story. Some seem to think that erotic writing means only graphic descriptions of sex acts. But there are other kinds of eroticism and what's happening in this story is that.
