The perfect wife turns into a BBC whore

My wife’s name is Audrey. She’s 29, with long, golden hair, a perfectly round butt, and firm, C-cup boobs that I loved kissing every morning. We’ve been married for six years. Our sex was warm but boring, once a week, under the covers, quick and quiet. I thought that’s how it was for everyone.

Everything changed in August at her company’s corporate party. A tall, black colleague Ibra, from the sales department, looked at my Audrey as if he were already undressing her with his eyes. She was blushing, laughing louder than usual, adjusting her short black dress. That night, she returned to the room at 4:17 a.m. Her lips were swollen, her mascara had dried into black streaks down her cheeks, and her tights were torn on the inside of her thighs. She smelled heavily of male sweat and sperm.

I sat on the edge of the bed, confused. Jealousy instantly filled me. But at the same time, my cock instantly rose, harder and faster than it had in years. She sat down next to me, took my hand, and whispered in a trembling voice: «I just fucked Ibra in the bathroom by the pool. His dick… damn, it’s as thick as my hand. He fucked me so hard that I came three times in a row.»

I froze. My head should have exploded, but instead, my dick was painfully hard. I tore her dress off. Her pussy looked red and stretched, but at the same time incredibly beautiful. Thick black sperm slowly flowed from her bright red, wide-open lips. The smell hit my nose. I dropped to my knees and froze.

Then I pressed my face against her pussy. My tongue entered the hot, slippery mess. Audrey moaned loudly and grabbed my hair. I swallowed the hot cum feeling it tingle my tongue. Emotions raged inside me: shame, rage, humiliation, and such intense arousal that I came in my pants without even touching myself. It hurt. I felt fucking amazing.

She changed from that evening. Within a week she was walking around the house without panties, in short skirts, from under which her smoothly shaved wet pussy glistened. The bedroom was always brightly lit. She would straddle me and impale herself on a huge black dildo driving it all the way to the base.

• Look how it stretches me! – she moaned spraying my chest with her juices. – Your little dick could never go so deep.

Then she brought two people home on Thursday: Ibra and his friend Tyrone. Audrey undressed right in the hallway, knelt down, and looked me in the eyes. My heart sank with humiliation, and my dick throbbed.

Then they threw her onto our bed. Ibra was the first to thrust his thick black cock into her mouth. Audrey choked, her eyes rolling back, drool running down her chin. Tyrone abruptly spread her legs and entered her pussy with one powerful thrust. I heard a loud wet sound as her pussy stretched to its limit, her labia gripping the black shaft.

• Oh, yes! Fuck me! – she repeated.

And they fucked her hard. Ibra fucked her throat, his balls slapping her chin. Tyrone fucked my wife’s pussy hard, fast slapping his heavy balls against her ass. Audrey trembled and came, then squirted all over the sheets. Then they flipped her over onto all fours. Ibra entered her ass, and Tyrone entered her pussy. Two huge black cocks worked inside her at the same time stretching her holes beyond all limits. She screamed, tears streamed down her face, but her face was in absolute bliss.

I jerked off like crazy and came first, then a second time when they filled her up at the same time. One deep in her womb, the other in her ass. Cum flowed from all her holes. I crawled over and started licking. While I was cleaning, my wife stroked my head and whispered: «You like it, huh? You like that your beloved wife is a slut for black cocks?»

Now we have parties at our house every weekend. My wife became a BBC whore. She searches for guys through various apps and websites. All the guys are black, only with cocks over 8 inches. And then she came home with a new tattoo. A black crown adorned her pubic area.

Yesterday there were five guys. I filmed it on my phone. They positioned her in the star position, arms and legs spread wide. One in her mouth, one in her pussy, one in her ass, two masturbated on her face and tits.

My wife sobbed with pleasure, her body convulsing, her pussy and ass squelching, squirting, her throat gurgling. Black cocks slid in and out, glistening with her juices. They cummed in circles, first inside her, then on her face, then on her breasts. When she was completely covered in a thick layer of white sperm, she crawled toward me on all fours, kissed me with salty lips, and whispered:

• Tell me, do you really like seeing me turned into a complete BBC whore?

I looked at my formerly modest wife, now wet, trembling, covered in black men’s sperm, and answered honestly, my voice shaking with excitement:

• Yes, baby. I love it so much. I love you like this BBC whore. Even more than before.

Now I look forward to the next weekend. Because watching my beloved wife transform into a mindless, passionate, happy slut for huge black cocks is the most powerful, most embarrassing, and most arousing feeling in my life.