Ky_Da wrote: ↑Mon Feb 26, 2024 11:22 am
Hey all,
Where to start, where to start, where to start…
I finally got home and back to the family. When I walked through the front door, my wife immediately told me we were going out for dinner, she had no desire to cook. So where does my wife choose to go when she wants something quick? Some here might guess it, yes, that would be Nando’s.
I have to admit, Nando’s has grown on me. I’ve always been a Chick-Fil-A fan, but Nando’s has some good spice to it. While we were waiting for our food, I sat at the table with the kids, my wife stood nearby, not wanting to have a seat yet. I paused a moment and looked at her closely. She looked like the tired mom, dressed casually, no makeup, and hair slightly disheveled. Still, she looked gorgeous. I felt myself stir as I snuck a glance the swell of her breasts under her jacket. I wanted to get her in bed and reconnect after over a week away, and after thinking about her last experience with Sipho still seared into my brain.
Pulling my eyes away, I looked around the restaurant at the other customers. There were a number of other couples in the eatery, and I wondered if any of them participated in the kind of kinky sex games we’ve indulged in, was my wife the only one of the patronages who regularly cheated on her husband? Maybe not. Was she the only one who did so with her husband’s permission, encouragement even? Likely. The thought hardened me further.
No one would know to look at my wife, she looks so innocent of such things, no one would imagine that just over a week ago she was being drilled by a giant black cock; that she was grabbing onto the bed sheets with such as grip one would have thought she was scared gravity would suddenly end and she’d fall off the face of the earth; that her pouty lips were stretched around the girth of another man’s cock.
I wanted her desperately in that moment. Fuck the chicken. But I knew I had some groundwork to lay if I was going to get lucky that night. She’d had a busy few days, tending to kids and managing the home. She needed a break, a chance to relax and decompress before I’d have much luck getting her warmed up for later… or so I thought.
We ate, my boys consuming an unreal amount of chicken, and then just hung out at our table for a while. It was nice to have a simple family moment. I listened to my kids as they chatted with us and each other. It’s so crazy to hear them taking on the British accent. I imagine they’ll be able to switch back and forth easily as they get older. I imagine the longer we stay in the UK, the harder it will be to leave.
Occasionally, I let myself wonder what it would be like to make the UK our permanent home. My wife loves it. She would return to the States if I really pushed it, but I can see how much she loves living back here, I don’t think I could ask it of her. Plus, my career has really taken off since we moved. I’ve had opportunities here that I never would have imagined.
Later that night, after the kids were in bed, I laid in bed waiting for my wife to finish her nighttime routine. I had visions of sex and naughty roleplay in mind, but when Jaimee came into the bedroom, I was suddenly feeling like I was on shaky ground.
“Ky, I want to talk before it gets too late.” Jaimee crawled onto the bed and sat crossed-legged, facing me.
“Uh oh,” I said aloud before I could stop myself, and to which Jaimee just rolled her eyes.
“I want to talk about Sipho,” she said.
I guess I wasn’t surprised that she wanted to talk, but I was hoping to have that about 30 minutes later than she was planning. I sat up and leaned against the headboard, asking, “What’s on your mind?”
She took a deep breath, looked at me, looked down at her hands in her lap, and then looked back up at me. “He came over a few days ago and we talked—we didn’t have sex,” she quickly added, probably noting my surprise. “He asked for a few minutes to talk, that’s all. He’d like to have another chat with you, too.”
“Alright,” was all I said.
She took another deep breath and continued, “He wanted to know how serious we were, wanted to know our intentions – to see if we wanted to play a few times with him, or if we wanted more of a long-term thing. In his words, he wants to know if this is something casual where we just hook up once in a while, or if we’re looking for something a bit more… exciting.”
“Exciting?” I asked, my heart increasing it’s speed.
Jaimee nodded, “He’s hoping for that. He told me candidly that he hopes we’ll let him take the lead. He said that the latter takes a lot of emotional and time investment, so if we chose that, then we have to commit to it. Basically, I think he’s looking for a proper return on his investment.”
“It sounds weird when you say it like that, but I guess I see his point. He doesn’t want to get involved too deeply with us if it’s only going to be sex every once in a while.”
“That’s right,” Jaimee confirmed.
“And what do you think?” I asked. “Is this something you want to commit to?”
Jaimee hesitated for a long moment before giving a slight shrug of her shoulders, but then evolved into a timid head nod. “I think so… last time was, well, it was very satisfying. I know I shouldn’t want it, but it’s all I’ve been thinking about lately. I can’t get it out of my head.”
I half snorted a laugh, “Yeah, same. But I’d like to know what Sipho has in mind.”
“A lot of that will depend on us. He has loads of suggestions and ideas, but he wants to know how far he can push things. He wants this to be good for all of us.”
“Sounds reasonable,” I said.
“I think so, too,” Jaimee agreed but then made a sort of derisive/sarcastic laugh, “but some of his ideas, his suggestions… they’re definitely ones that would push me way out of my comfort zone. To be honest, I’m terrified just thinking about them.”
“Oh really?!” I sat up a little straighter. “Like?”
Jaimee’s face reddened a deep scarlet, the color going clear into the roots of her hair. She looked away, unable to hold my gaze. She took another deep breath, as if she were struggling to find enough oxygen in the room.
“Many of them are what you might expect—what you read in the stories, but Sipho likes a bit of bondage. He likes to push boundaries in general, but he likes bondage to be a part of it – it’s kind of his thing.”
I sat and studied her face for a moment after she stopped speaking, but I felt like there was more. I pushed, “You blushed pretty hard there, what else did Sipho want? Something’s causing quite the reaction.”
Jaimee had a hard time meeting my eyes, “What he really likes is transforming a housewife into a…”
“…A cock slut?” I finished for her after she paused for a long few seconds.
“A black cock slut,” Jaimee added. “It’s ridiculously cliché, but the way Sipho talks about it…” my wife stopped speaking, pulling her knees together and hugging her legs. “It’s not a game to him—or maybe it is—but it’s not the way we think of a game. He enjoys provoking that transformation, orchestrating it.”
“Okay, there’s a lot to unpack there… but why’s it causing you to blush like that though?” I asked. “You’re not exactly a novice to this.”
“This wouldn’t be like anything we’ve done before,” my wife began to explain. “He’s not into breaking up a marriage, but he absolutely believes he would make me his…” Jaimee paused, bit her lower lip briefly, but finally said, “cock slut.”
“And what? You’re worried he might actually be able to do it? Like he’s some magical sex wizard?”
Jaimee laughed and shook her head, “No, he’s not a hung black Gandolf.” Her features then grew more serious. “But he is into the psychology of it all, using the brain’s reward system. As in releasing dopamine, creating associations between interracial sex and feeling pleasure… it’s basically behavior modification.”
I leaned back against the headboard and sighed, “Fuck,” I swore softly, feeling a wave of cuckold lust. What she was describing was, and has been, one of the things that never fails to get me off. The thought of my wife only desiring someone else’s cock, a black cock. “And you’re worried it might actually work?”
“I’m sure it would if I allowed it. If I really let myself fixate on it… dwell on it… want it. Probably, yeah.”
I sat there in silence for a time, imagining my wife addicted to a black man’s cock. The images saved in my memory of her last hookup with Sipho came to mind, seeing the intense look of pleasure on her face, watching as perspiration dripped from her skin, as her pussy stretched around another man’s cock. It twisted me up in knots but the feelings and emotions it generated were so powerful.
“You like the idea?” Jaimee asked, one brow arched high on her forehead.
“You know I do,” I admitted. “It’s basically what you were teasing me about, you, getting your satisfaction from your lover instead of me.”
“No,” Jaimee declared forcefully. “This isn’t just a game. This is serious, it’s behavior modification. You really want me, your wife, to be addicted to black cock?”
I tried to stifle the laugh that boiled from my throat. She shot me a very cross look. “Addicted seems a little overstated, but fuck if it doesn’t turn me on,” I said.
“Ky, this is serious,” Jaimee said again. “I can see it turns you on, but I don’t know if we can do this without hurting you, like really hurting you.”
“I’m not made out of paper mâché,” I said defensively.
“I know that,” Jaimee said, a frustrated edge to her voice. “But this… it’s pretty extreme, even for us.”
“We don’t have to do this,” I reminded her. “If you’re feeling uncomfortable—.”
“—That’s just it,” my wife interrupted. “Part of me wants to be uncomfortable, to feel that excitement. Part of me wants to do this—for a time anyway.”
“Last time was pretty exciting,” I admitted. I studied her face carefully, looking for any tales that might not align with her words. “So… are you looking for me to give you a push?”
“Or talk me out of it,” she said quickly.
“I get the feeling you don’t want me to do that,” I said.
Another shrug. “Maybe,” she said, and then added, “Sipho overwhelms me, and what he wants definitely pushes my boundaries.”
“This is probably one of those pivot points where I should say let’s tap the brakes, but fuck if I don’t want to do that. I’m so turned on by the idea that it’s impossible to get out of my head.”
We sat there in silence for a long moment, each processing what had just been said. Finally, I said, “Let’s meet with Sipho and talk.”
Hi Ky,
Well, where to start.
I know this all may sound very exciting for you, but I think you do not see the dangers and implication.
I get the feeling you have been given a false reassurance by Sipho.
He stated that his intention is not to endanger the marriage and does only what the couple wants.
Well, the problem is right there, what if the couple doesn't know what they are getting into.
And I believe that is in your case, I think you did not think this over very clearly, maybe I could say you only thought
about this with your little head, not your big head.
This because it may sound very reassuring, but your marriage is in danger. No, Sipho won't break it up, you or Jaimee will.
Do I know this for sure? Of course not, I do not have a crystal ball, but there is a giant risk.
Let me try to explain.
They are talking about changing her behavior. One giant red flag already is that other people will see this change also.
There is even a big chance your children will notice this too? Do you really want that?
She already warned you that you might get hurt, but I can tell you, you will get hurt, and not in a pleasant way.
First of all, she will become addicted to black cock, or big cock. This would mean Sipho will be in control of her, if she
doesn't do as he says, she will not get any. We all know what addicted people do when they want their drug, they will do
anything for it. So what would happen if Sipho would say "You will only get black cock if Ky sucks me first.".
She will order you to do it, she will do anything to make it happen, she doesn't care if it will hurt you.
She can do it all kind of ways, kick you out of the master bedroom, not allowing you to touch her or even see her naked,
deny you intercourse with her. Or even more hurtful, denying you to speak to your children if you are on a trip.
You think that will not happen? Then you have no idea what addicted people are capable of doing to get their rush.
We all know addicted people always make the right and best decisions..... right? (far all, if you do not get the sarcasm in
this last statement, I am sorry for you...).
Then you have the danger of appearance modification. What if Sipho decides she needs a QOS tattoo, on her upper arm, or an
other place fairly visible to see for others. You think she would draw the line there? Think again, she is addicted, she will
do it at some point. And guess what, your protests will not do anything, she does not care about your feelings anymore, her
behavior has changed, your needs and wants are not important anymore.
You have made it clear to her you do not want to raise an other man's baby, and she confirmed that it would be a hard no.
Guess what, it is likely that this statement is out of the window. Again, she is addicted, her behavior has changed, she
doesn't care for your feelings anymore. If she wants to have the baby, she will have it, planned or unplanned.
And then everybody will know what has happened. But she does not care about that, she has what she wants, she gets her
rush.
There is a very big chance she will cut you of. No more sex for you, at least no penetration anymore. You will be lucky if
you get handjobs. The cutting of can be ordered by Sipho, or she will do it on her own. Her behavior has changed, she only
wants black cock, well, yours isn't, so..... Are you really up for that? No more sex for the rest of your life?
Of course you think that will not happen, and of course you will think when Spho is out of the way it will all change back..
Guess again, her behavior has changed, she has been conditioned. She only wants black cock. Doesn't matter if Sipho is in
the picture or not. If she sees a black man, she immediately links that to great sex, maybe she can hold if of a few times,
but she will give in at some point. Did you ever smell something that would get you back immediately to a certain point in
time or place, remembering something. This is kind of the same thing when Jaimee sees a black man. See is conditioned, and
that will not go away ever.
Maybe at some point Jaimee does not want to keep Sipho a secret anymore. Maybe she will go out publicly with him, acting
like a couple. Maybe she has him over when you are on a trip. Would be fun to hear from your children "Uncle Sipho" was
over and that they did a lot of fun things, and they are looking out for him to come over again.
Again, you think that won't happen, but again, Jaimee has changed, she is not the woman you married anymore.
She does not care anymore if you agree to this or not. Remember, she told you that you will get hurt.
Maybe Sipho decides that his friends can have Jaime too. Or decides that Jaimee should pleasure other man, while Sipho earns cash from her
services. You think she will draw the line there? Remember, her behavior has changed, and she is addicted. If she doesn't comply, she doesn't
gets her rush (the black cock). She will comply, and you what potentially will happen, she will be recognized on the street.
People start to know what she does, they know you are her husband, and will wonder if you know.
Are you really okay with all of this? Do you really want to stay married with her if she doesn't want to have sex with you,
if she doesn't care about your feelings anymore, if she has another baby by another man, if she changed her appearance in
a way you do not like (a visible QOS tattoo for example), if everybody knows she is fucking other man and not you anymore?
Are you really up for this?
Maybe you will file for divorce at some point, but you can not blame Sipho, he didn't do anything wrong, he did only what
you both agreed to. He did not break the marriage, you did, you agreed to all this.
I know, you all think this is all over the top, that will never happen.
Well, maybe some of it will not happen, but there is a real big chance it will. And maybe there is other stuff that will
happen that, you Ky, do not like.
One thing is certain that will happen if you continue, you will suck cock, and I even think you will be fucked too.
Remember, Sipho is bi, and he will get his way through Jaimee.
Just to give you an example out of my experience with changes in behavior.
I have had more than one couple where the woman first stated she had the best husband in the world, letting her sleep with
other man. The fasted woman needed only three months to change that to her husband is a whimp and she wants a "real" man, so
she is divorcing him. The mindset can change very quickly.
Another one that happened more than one time is where the wife started to deny the husband. Most of the time is was all fun
in the beginning, but then it would get to a more permanent character, when all of a sudden the husband cheated on her.
Point is, the behavior of the wife changed, she did not care for the husbands needs anymore, even after more than one
warning from him.
I you want to take my advice, then do not do this, it is very dangerous to go down this path, it is set to self destruct.
Remember you thought you were in control with Derrick as well, you could turn that one around, whe you go down this path,
there is no turning back, there is no stopping, there is no change after, the changes made are permanent, she will not be
the same woman anymore, she has changed, and not for the better for you.
But guess what, I really do think you already made your mind up and will step into this.
Why? Because I think this is where your story needs to go, all planned out.... And if not.... then be smart, don't do it.
And if you do want to continue, make clear and solid boundaries like for example :
- I will not suck cock, have my cock sucked by a man, fuck a man, or be fucked by a man.
- No pregnancy
- No drastic change in appearance, changes will be discussed with me first, I will have say in this.
- No cutting of sex for me, I will have penetrative vaginal sex with Jaimee, at least xx times per month on average.
- No outing this to others, this all stays hidden.
- No whoring out Jaimee
This is just an example.
And one last thought, what about your children? What will they pick up from all this? Will they see daddy getting hurt? Will the see daddy getting grumpier and grumpier? Will they notice you getting grumpier and getting to dislike you more and more, and maybe liking "uncle" Sipho more and more? Maybe mommy gets grumpier and grumpier towards them, because she needs to attend to their needs, while she wants black cock.
Again, think clearly, there is so much at risk.