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The Start, Chapter 1:

 

I awoke late in the morning from sounds coming from the living room, it sounded like heavy breathing and I felt that, my wife wasn’t in my bed. It has been happening since I let my hireling stay with us since he had no roof. I got up, and opened my door to look into the hallway, where my wife was pinned on the wall, embracing and wrapping her legs on him, while she kept moaning his name and inserting her nails on his back which made him go harder. I could see he was flexing his muscles to the max, they were so defined and big, and his biceps looked like the size of my head. He was motor boating my wife’s precious and grand breasts, enjoying the feel of those perky and smooth breasts. I felt my lower part getting stiff, but even at its hardest, it didn’t compare to the monster he was packing. He kept penetrating her, but there would still be 3-4 inches left because her body could only take so much of his dick. I closed the door and went back to bed to try and get some sleep which unfortunately I couldn’t, I kept hearing yell and moan louder, the dirtiest talk I had ever heard.

 

It all happened months ago, I needed to hire new personnel for my company, which worked in constructions and manual labor. I was going thru the files, usually filled low scum who were drug addicts and usually looked weak for a position like this until I saw his profile. Tyrone Hendrix, fresh out of jail, 300 pounds of pure muscle, at 6’7” was a total mountain. Said he had been charged with the murder and drug dealing but was able to go back to normal after 15 years in prison. At the time of his release, he was 25, god knows when he went in. I interviewed him, and when he came into my office, he barely fit thru the door, even worse when it came to sitting down. I asked him straight away about his condition and if he would go back to his previous life. He had told me that he had seen the mistakes he had done, but couldn’t go back and change his past, but could change his present, which inspired me to hire him.

 

He was able to carry tons of steel easily without breaking a sweat, as he casted a gigantic shadow on me. He was well behaved, but a little flirty when he saw women in nice dresses. My secretary had informed that he slapped her ass once, while she didn’t know he was there. I told her not to care much about, he must have done it jokingly. Few weeks after I hired him, I needed to go back to the office for some papers, when I saw him sleeping on the floor, I asked him what he was doing and he had told me that he had no roof and wanted to stay in the office to sleep, asked me not to get angry but I asked him to come with me and have a few drinks. We went to the bar and he told me how his mother had died and wasn’t able to leave him anything, and he had no place to go since no one wanted an ex con. After a few drinks and laughs, I asked him if he wanted to stay with us. We live in big house, almost like a mansion, with a pool, sauna and a Jacuzzi. He agreed and was thankful for me offering it to him. When we got home, my wife was in her nightgown, which was made of silk that resembled her skin.

 

The moment he walked in, he whistled so loud, I thought he was going to shatter the glass table. He went over to my wife, grabbed her by her waist and kissed her lips. Her cheeks were flushed with arousal. I told my wife Jenny, that he would be staying with us for a few weeks. Asked her if she could take him to the guest room. He told me I was too lucky to own a damn hotel, but even luckier to have such a fine woman as a wife. As they were walking to his room, I caught a glimpse of him slapping the firm ass of my wife, making wolf sounds. After she showed him the room, I could see her nipples trying to burst from the nightgown. She asked me who he was, and why I’d let him stay with us. I told her about his situation, and his past and she got mad at me but asked her not to make a scene, we then went to sleep. Next morning, I woke up, but I didn’t see her which was weird, so I got up and saw him sitting there shirtless on the couch, and when I asked where my wife was, she sprung up from in from of him, where another couch was. She looked pale but also aroused, and her voice was shaking. Tyrone then got up and asked me if we were going to work. His shorts were so tight you could see the outline of his tool, even the veins were visible, and his head was almost poking out too. I asked him to get ready, and asked my wife if she could make us some coffee, while she was adjusting her nightgown. I asked her what was going on, but she just told me that they were talking and getting to know each other.

 

On the ride to work, Tyrone was talking about how fine of a woman I had, with those perky silver white breasts, with fat small pink mountains of nipples. But that her ass was his main attraction, those thing would not stop bouncing every time she walked. I told him to stop, that it was my wife he was talking about and that he should be more respectful. All he told me was to be careful of not losing her with a smirk. We got to work, and it was raining, I was in my office, warm and clean, while Tyrone was outside in the cold and dirty. He was flexing his muscles carrying the equipment and working on the buildings that I started fantasizing of him with my wife, but he could just absorb her entirely like a germ. We finished working and went home. He entered first and slammed the door back that I almost crashed into it, while I caught a glimpse of him grabbing Jenny’s butt. He went and sat in the couch with his legs spread open and one feet on the coffee table. It was weird to me because Jenny wouldn’t even let me enter the house with my shoes dirty, let enough my whole body.

 

He yelled from the living room if I could bring him a beer, while he was sitting there and Jenny cuddled up beside him asking him about his day, like she didn’t know I came home too. I greeted her, and she just replied back with hey John, and continued talking to Tyrone, amazed at the stories of how he carried a lot of steel and wood. I couldn’t tolerate what I was seeing, so I went to my room and changed. We had dinner then he went to take a shower. I told Jenny when we were in private that it was a good thing he was showering, he was smelling dirty. And she said that he smelled good, while she was staring at his room. I went to my room to lay down and read something, but before I left I tried to grab her butt but she stopped me and told me she wasn’t in the mood. I was laying down in my bed when Tyrone yelled that he needed a towel, I was getting up but Jenny said she got him since the kitchen was closer to his room, which had a closet with all the towels and bathroom equipment.

 

It had been 5 minutes since she first went in, but I never heard her leave so I got up and asked her what was taking her so long, and as soon as I opened the door, she got up from her knees, cleaned her mouth and said that she was looking for a towel while Tyrone was telling me that I need not to get worried, nothing had happened and that he had his underwear behind the towel he was putting. His chest was so big and defined. All the veins made it seem like he had the Great Canyon in his chest. His pecs were literally 5 inches up from his body. His abs, his 8 pack were looking like normal pecs. I left the room and wished him good night and Jenny came with me. While we were in our room, I asked her what she thought about him, she said and I quote “A total body building perfection, like he came straight out of a magazine or he was photoshopped”, I asked her if she caught a glimpse of his tool, and she giggled and blushed, and asked me what kind of woman I thought she was.

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This is my first time posting a story, I've written a few but never posted them. Please, I encourage you to tell me what was good, and what I need to improve on, and if you want to hear more Tyrone and Jenny blooming relationship.

 

Until then have a good one.

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The Start, Chapter 1:

 

I awoke late in the morning from sounds coming from the living room, it sounded like heavy breathing and I felt that, my wife wasn’t in my bed. It has been happening since I let my hireling stay with us since he had no roof. I got up, and opened my door to look into the hallway, where my wife was pinned on the wall, embracing and wrapping her legs on him, while she kept moaning his name and inserting her nails on his back which made him go harder. I could see he was flexing his muscles to the max, they were so defined and big, and his biceps looked like the size of my head. He was motor boating my wife’s precious and grand breasts, enjoying the feel of those perky and smooth breasts. I felt my lower part getting stiff, but even at its hardest, it didn’t compare to the monster he was packing. He kept penetrating her, but there would still be 3-4 inches left because her body could only take so much of his dick. I closed the door and went back to bed to try and get some sleep which unfortunately I couldn’t, I kept hearing yell and moan louder, the dirtiest talk I had ever heard.

 

It all happened months ago, I needed to hire new personnel for my company, which worked in constructions and manual labor. I was going thru the files, usually filled low scum who were drug addicts and usually looked weak for a position like this until I saw his profile. Tyrone Hendrix, fresh out of jail, 300 pounds of pure muscle, at 6’7” was a total mountain. Said he had been charged with the murder and drug dealing but was able to go back to normal after 15 years in prison. At the time of his release, he was 25, god knows when he went in. I interviewed him, and when he came into my office, he barely fit thru the door, even worse when it came to sitting down. I asked him straight away about his condition and if he would go back to his previous life. He had told me that he had seen the mistakes he had done, but couldn’t go back and change his past, but could change his present, which inspired me to hire him.

 

He was able to carry tons of steel easily without breaking a sweat, as he casted a gigantic shadow on me. He was well behaved, but a little flirty when he saw women in nice dresses. My secretary had informed that he slapped her ass once, while she didn’t know he was there. I told her not to care much about, he must have done it jokingly. Few weeks after I hired him, I needed to go back to the office for some papers, when I saw him sleeping on the floor, I asked him what he was doing and he had told me that he had no roof and wanted to stay in the office to sleep, asked me not to get angry but I asked him to come with me and have a few drinks. We went to the bar and he told me how his mother had died and wasn’t able to leave him anything, and he had no place to go since no one wanted an ex con. After a few drinks and laughs, I asked him if he wanted to stay with us. We live in big house, almost like a mansion, with a pool, sauna and a Jacuzzi. He agreed and was thankful for me offering it to him. When we got home, my wife was in her nightgown, which was made of silk that resembled her skin.

 

The moment he walked in, he whistled so loud, I thought he was going to shatter the glass table. He went over to my wife, grabbed her by her waist and kissed her lips. Her cheeks were flushed with arousal. I told my wife Jenny, that he would be staying with us for a few weeks. Asked her if she could take him to the guest room. He told me I was too lucky to own a damn hotel, but even luckier to have such a fine woman as a wife. As they were walking to his room, I caught a glimpse of him slapping the firm ass of my wife, making wolf sounds. After she showed him the room, I could see her nipples trying to burst from the nightgown. She asked me who he was, and why I’d let him stay with us. I told her about his situation, and his past and she got mad at me but asked her not to make a scene, we then went to sleep. Next morning, I woke up, but I didn’t see her which was weird, so I got up and saw him sitting there shirtless on the couch, and when I asked where my wife was, she sprung up from in from of him, where another couch was. She looked pale but also aroused, and her voice was shaking. Tyrone then got up and asked me if we were going to work. His shorts were so tight you could see the outline of his tool, even the veins were visible, and his head was almost poking out too. I asked him to get ready, and asked my wife if she could make us some coffee, while she was adjusting her nightgown. I asked her what was going on, but she just told me that they were talking and getting to know each other.

 

On the ride to work, Tyrone was talking about how fine of a woman I had, with those perky silver white breasts, with fat small pink mountains of nipples. But that her ass was his main attraction, those thing would not stop bouncing every time she walked. I told him to stop, that it was my wife he was talking about and that he should be more respectful. All he told me was to be careful of not losing her with a smirk. We got to work, and it was raining, I was in my office, warm and clean, while Tyrone was outside in the cold and dirty. He was flexing his muscles carrying the equipment and working on the buildings that I started fantasizing of him with my wife, but he could just absorb her entirely like a germ. We finished working and went home. He entered first and slammed the door back that I almost crashed into it, while I caught a glimpse of him grabbing Jenny’s butt. He went and sat in the couch with his legs spread open and one feet on the coffee table. It was weird to me because Jenny wouldn’t even let me enter the house with my shoes dirty, let enough my whole body.

 

He yelled from the living room if I could bring him a beer, while he was sitting there and Jenny cuddled up beside him asking him about his day, like she didn’t know I came home too. I greeted her, and she just replied back with hey John, and continued talking to Tyrone, amazed at the stories of how he carried a lot of steel and wood. I couldn’t tolerate what I was seeing, so I went to my room and changed. We had dinner then he went to take a shower. I told Jenny when we were in private that it was a good thing he was showering, he was smelling dirty. And she said that he smelled good, while she was staring at his room. I went to my room to lay down and read something, but before I left I tried to grab her butt but she stopped me and told me she wasn’t in the mood. I was laying down in my bed when Tyrone yelled that he needed a towel, I was getting up but Jenny said she got him since the kitchen was closer to his room, which had a closet with all the towels and bathroom equipment.

 

It had been 5 minutes since she first went in, but I never heard her leave so I got up and asked her what was taking her so long, and as soon as I opened the door, she got up from her knees, cleaned her mouth and said that she was looking for a towel while Tyrone was telling me that I need not to get worried, nothing had happened and that he had his underwear behind the towel he was putting. His chest was so big and defined. All the veins made it seem like he had the Great Canyon in his chest. His pecs were literally 5 inches up from his body. His abs, his 8 pack were looking like normal pecs. I left the room and wished him good night and Jenny came with me. While we were in our room, I asked her what she thought about him, she said and I quote “A total body building perfection, like he came straight out of a magazine or he was photoshopped”, I asked her if she caught a glimpse of his tool, and she giggled and blushed, and asked me what kind of woman I thought she was.

==============================================================================================

 

This is my first time posting a story, I've written a few but never posted them. Please, I encourage you to tell me what was good, and what I need to improve on, and if you want to hear more Tyrone and Jenny blooming relationship.

 

Until then have a good one.

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Love being the Beta male!  My had a boyfriend who was a bully and we did not like him.  Was always after her to dump him.  He was told this & let it be known he did not like us.  He would touch our daughters privates in front of us, and she would push his hand away & tell him to behave.  He would smerk at us.  When they would go out he would turn around & make a " I am going to fuck her" motion. behind her back.  Then my wife started to get text sex photos of his dick being sucked on by my on her cell phone.  When my opened the photo a return receipt was requested.  My wife said yes. He text her & told her we both had to look at the pictures together.

So we both started looking at the pictures he would send.  It was more sex pictures on each date. My wife & I would text him & tell him to stop & glare at him when he would come over.  Then he stopped sending the pictures for about a week.  We wondered what happened & what they were doing.  Then one time he came over by himself & had my wife & I set down on the couch.  He wanted to show us what a wonderful slut he had turned our into.  He gave his phone to my wife & told her to open this file.  it showed him naked with his big dick. The next one was our naked. The next one was another boy naked & our blowing him, while looking at the phone. After about a dozen sex pictures, he reaches over & undue buttons on my wife's top. When we started to yell at him we were told to shut up &  keep looking at the pictures.  He undressed my wife, saying the whole time if our is a slut, then her mother is too.

My wife ended up laying across my lap & I guided his dick into her.  On his commands we thanked him for turning our & mother into a slut.

That young man sure got cocky when he found out how submissive we were. He started fucking our with the door open.  He walking into the our bedroom and one of us would suck him to get hard again. Most of the time he would go back to our , but sometimes he did her mother.  

The boldest he got was he had me sleep in my daughters bed while he fucked my wife & together in my bed.  After that night, my ended up breaking up with him because he had my wife, eat her daughters pussy.

My wife told me later she enjoyed it, but my thought that was to much.

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      "Robert said if I wanted, I could suck it too, but if I did, I might have to face the consequences."
      "Gayle’s cock is my cock - and only mine. I won't give it to anyone, even you."
      "I don't want his cock either, I’m just was telling you what Robert said."
      "Okay. Then you can have Fernando's cock."
      "No, I don't want any cock but Robert’s!"
      "You said your husband will let you have a black cock and you don't want it? Are you crazy? Do you know how amazing it is? Haven’t you heard the proverb, 'Once you go black you never go back?’ "
      "That's not what he said. He agreed that I can watch you two and if you persuade me, I can go along with it if I like it and want the experience."
      "Either way, your husband wants you to fuck a black cock."
      "No."
      "Yes! Let me ask you something. How long is Robert’s cock?”
      "5 inches and ... a half!"
      "Do you take it all?"
      "Almost."
      "Listen to me. If you have sucked a black cock once in your life, you can suck your hubby's cock, at any time! In a different way than you ever did before. And he is going to love it and it will change your sex life forever."
      "I don't know … When he told me it was okay, he made it clear that it could damage or destroy our relationship."
      "I don't like to share Gayle, and I won’t. Fernando would like to get it on with you. He mentioned to us that he thought you were very beautiful, and he wants to date you again. I mean a real date, not pretending."
      "We both smiled at that comment, and suddenly she was calling someone. I asked if it were Fernando. She said, yes and I replied that I wanted to confirm the whole idea with you and she got angry like the first time I said I wanted to check with you. She said this was the last time she would let me get any confirmation from you in these situations."
      I got hot from that comment. Knowing my wife, Beth, could end up involved in something that I'm not even aware of. I knew the actual truth only when Beth told me later. She asked me if it was okay. I said, "Yes, I suppose. But I’d always hoped you could be fulfilled with only me."
      She gave me a little peck on the cheek and said, “You do satisfy me and make me feel loved. But I think it’s very nice of you to give me this level of freedom.” I asked her to continue her dialog.
      "After I called you, she heard what you said, 'You can go along with it."
      "That wasn’t exactly what I said. In addition, I didn't know it was Fernando's cock."
      "Either way, you knew then I was going to have a big black cock."
      She was right. I’d lost the high ground here. It was my own fault for being so wishy-washy. "Tell me more."
      "She called Fernando. I didn't hear what she said, but I could tell she was very happy. Afterward, she called Gayle and she became sad and told me that Gayle was going to be late, real late, today."
      "I asked her what we should do and when Fernando would come."
      "He will be here soon, within minutes."
      "I pointed out to her, ‘I said earlier that if you and Gayle suck and if it persuades me, I will do it to Fernando. Please call him and tell him, we can do it later, since Gayle isn’t here.’ "
      "Beth, I gave Fernando an offer on your behalf, so we can't take it back, especially now that he’s on his way."
      “’Okay,’ I said. ‘Kim, will you do Fernando today?’ "
      "I’m sorry Beth. I can't do anything like that! I can't cheat on Gayle!"
      "What about me?"
      "It's not like that, Beth. I already have a big black cock and I want you to have one for your pleasure. Your hubby is willing to let you do this. I said I would show you how I fuck a big black cock, so I will do it tomorrow. Honey, today you are on your own. You’re about to have an experience which will change you forever."
      "That’s when we heard Fernando's car. Kim said, ‘Don't make him sad, or disappointed, please.’ And she kissed me on the cheek."
      “Then Beth went to get some water and I realized was still horny. No, I was even hornier.”
      “Beth returned and continued where she’d left off, until Fernando was at the door.”
      "Fernando came in and gave me a very passionate kiss before I could do anything. After that he took out his cock and I could see it was six inches. He made me do a hand job and his manhood swelled up to become a nine-inch hard cock which is much thicker than yours. He put it in front of my mouth, but I couldn't even take it. He helped me make my mouth stretch. I almost took half of it and couldn't believe it. After a few minutes, he came. He made me drink all of it and it was heavy. Then he took my dress off and played with my titties.
      "He tried to put that huge cock into my pussy, but It was painful at first. Kim said regular practice makes it better and better. He came a lot again, this time he took it out of my pussy, put it in my mouth and made me swallow all of it. After that fucking, it was hard to walk."
      She then cried that she did this for me.
      I said, "It’s okay honey, I love you. You can have Fernando's big black cock anytime you want."
      After receiving my permission, over the next few weeks she visited Kim's home every day until Gayle got back. I was working on my new book, so I didn't have sex with her.
      The next week I noticed she was very desperate for sex and I knew Gayle was back so she couldn’t fuck Fernando in his house. Fernando asked her out so she started dating him, two or three times a week. 
      This is the first two chapters of 'Wife Customized by Black Lovers and New Bosses', A Novel I wrote, which has more than a hundred pages. It is available on Amazon and it is free for kindle unlimited. More chapters will be coming to cuckoldfart based on readers' reactions. Meanwhile, read it on Amazon.
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