Our wedding anniversary was the following Wednesday, and I had worked it out that, this was the day that she slept at Chris’s house. I talked to her about it and she asked me if I wanted to change the plans so that she would be with me on that night.
Deep down, I wanted her to make love with him on our wedding anniversary night; for some strange reason, I found that incredibly hot.
“Baby, you should sleep at his house next Wednesday,” I told her. “Tou should be fucked on the anniversary of your wedding.”
“I know I should, but are you sure baby?” Christy asked, “I know that you would love to fuck me next Wednesday.”
“Yes, I would!”
“But, you know that can’t happen, don’t you?”
I was praying for her not to give in and have sex with me, and she kept strong.
“I know that you really want to fuck me on our anniversary, and you should, but it can’t happen, baby, you know that, don’t you?”
“I guess so, but it is our anniversary.”
I was trying to make it seem like I was begging for her to make love with me.
“I know it is baby, and I know that you want to have sex with me; but you know, that can’t happen, don’t you; I couldn’t have sex with you.”
She didn’t disappoint me, she kept strong and I was in heaven.
“I know baby, I thought that maybe we would as it is our anniversary.”
“I know baby, but we can’t, you know that, don’t you? That can’t happen; I am black owned and only a black cock goes in me.”
“I know it can’t happen baby, but you should still be fucked.”
“Don’t worry baby, Chris will fuck me extra hard, just for you.”
I suddenly had an idea.
“Baby, you should be fucked in the matrimonial bed on our anniversary.”
“How could that happen, baby?”
“Well, I could sleep in the guest room and Chris could make love to you in our bed.”
“You would allow that? Him, sleep in our bed with me?”
“Yes, I would baby, in our matrimonial bed.
At least I would hear them, I thought. Christy hugged and kissed me for over five minutes.
“Thank you, sweetheart, I would love that!” Christy went on, “But are you sure? In our bed.”
“Yes, I am sure baby; our bed should have sex in it on our anniversary night.”
On the day of our anniversary, we went out for a meal to celebrate; she looked amazing in a little black dress that tied around her neck; this allowed her spade tattoo to be clearly on show.
I’m sure that people were talking about her tattoo; she didn’t seem to care though, and as we reached our street, she text Chris to tell him to meet us at our house. He was waiting as we pulled into the driveway.
“Happy anniversary,” Chris welcomed us.
We got inside the house, and she kissed him passionately.
“People were talking about my tattoo in the restaurant babe,” Christy smiled.
“Wow,” Chris replied, “did it bother you?”
“No, I am proud to be owned by my black lover!”
We had a couple of glasses of wine, and then Christy stood up and walked to Chris.
“I need you to take me to bed and make passionate love to me babe, it’s my anniversary.”
I took the wine glasses to the kitchen and she followed me.
“Are you sure that you are okay with him making love to me in our bed baby?”
“Yes, it’s our wedding anniversary and you should have sex in the matrimonial bed tonight baby.”
We kissed passionately, and she thanked me for a wonderful marriage. She then took my hands and pulled them to her ass! I was shocked; delighted, but shocked. I looked at her and she whispered, “Just my ass and just because it’s our anniversary.”
I squeezed her ass for almost five minutes; savoring every second and exploring every curve.
She finally pulled my hands away and whispered, “That’s enough; don’t expect that again until next year.”
We kissed again and she walked back to Chris, she took him by the hand to our bedroom. I listened from the hallway as they indeed made passionate love for hours. I finally went to bed around midnight, to the sounds of loving, coming from our bedroom.
I texted her before I left for work, to see if she was awake. She replied, asking me to give her a kiss before I left.
I knocked on our bedroom door and she called me in, it was erotically strange seeing Chris lying in our bed next to her.
He was still sleeping and she was sitting up, covers up to her chest. I kissed her goodbye and Chris stirred; his eyes opened and he smiled at me. I bid them goodbye and left them alone, naked, in our bed.
I called her at lunchtime and she thanked me for allowing them to use our bed last night. I asked her if she had fun. She told me that, she had an amazing time and that Chris fucked her hard, just for me.
She asked me how difficult it was for me, seeing him in our bed this morning and I told her that it was surprisingly okay; kind of hot!
“Maybe we can use our bed again then baby,” Christy said, “Our bed is much more comfortable than his.”
“Baby, you can use our bed again; I like having you home, even if it is not with me.”
“Really? Why didn’t you say something sooner?”
“I didn’t want it to sound like I was crying to you baby.”
“Baby, if you are okay with it, we will stay here, in our bed, instead of using his, uncomfortable bed.”
“Honey, you can use our bed whenever you wish.”
“We will talk about it tonight.”
I noticed that she had changed the sheets on our bed when I got home. And she teased me all evening about her anniversary night with her lover; she wouldn’t tell me any details until we went to bed.
She changed in the bathroom while I got into bed; when she joined me, she, finally told me all about her anniversary lovemaking session with Chris, while she was sucking me off.
She told me how he fucked her hard, especially for me. He spanked her ass for almost fifteen minutes, and she had multiple orgasms when he did that.
He spanked her breasts while he was squatting on her face, and she was sucking his balls; again, she had multiple orgasms while he beat her breasts.
She finished off by telling me how it was the best sex that she had ever had, and then she sucked me off again.
I cum within three minutes and she swallowed every drop.
“So, we can use our bed again baby?” Christy asked.
“Of course sweetheart, I prefer you being home, I feel lonely when you stay at his house.”
“How often can we use our bed baby?”
“As often as you wish baby.”
“Everytime I spend the night with him? Instead of me staying at his house, we can stay here? In our bed.”
“Sure babe, I love knowing that you are home;” I went on, “even if you are in bed with Chris.”
She took my hand and, under the covers, she pulled my hand up and under her long tee shirt. She placed my hand on her naked tummy.
“Please don’t go up to my bra, or down to my panties baby.”
I had another instant erection; I was caressing her naked tummy.
“I promise baby, thank you for letting me do this.”
I caressed her naked tummy for almost an hour until we settled for sleep. The following evening, Chris came over around seven fifteen and helped us with more work on the house.
He brought with him an overnight bag because Christy had told him that they would be using our bed again.
We finished work around nine thirty and Christy announced that they were going for a shower, and then going straight to bed. She kissed me passionately before walking off, hand in hand with her lover to our bedroom. Again, I listened to the unmistakable sounds of two people locked together in passion.
It had now been two months since my wife began her intimate relationship with her black lover and life is wonderful. The pleasure that I get from seeing them in bed together is amazing. I am still passionate with my wife, through blowjobs and deep kissing; the only thing that we don’t share is the sexual intercourse or her naked body.
We love each other very deeply and although we do not share bodily contact, our life together is so wonderfully happy; we are still devoted to each other and share our thoughts and daily life.
She constantly asks me if I am still okay with her only having sex with her black lover and I always give the same answer; I am completely happy with how things are.
I get such a buzz from the denial thing and hearing them make love together.
One night, we were snuggled in bed together and she asked me how I was doing with her relationship with Chris.
“I am fine baby,” I told her, “why do you ask? Have I given you any signs to be concerned?”
“No, baby, I just want to make sure that you are still okay with me being, black-owned.”
“I am perfectly happy with it baby; I love it.”
“Do you miss having sex with me, or seeing my body?”
“Of course I do, but I can live with it; I have lasted this long and haven’t complained, have I?”
“No, you haven’t complained; but it’s only been just over two months so far.”
“It is going to be a while before we have sex again, isn’t it baby?”
“I’m afraid it is baby; are you okay with that?”
“Yes, baby, I am fine with that; it is so hot.”
“You find it hot that your wife is denying you her body while she has sex with her black lover?”
“Yes baby, incredibly hot!”
“Okay then, it may be a very long time before we have sex again; how’s that?”
“I am totally okay with that baby; I don’t care how long it is!”
“Then we might make it permanent!”
“Permanent? I thought that it was already permanent.”
“Yes, permanent, how do you feel about that? Is that, hot enough for you?”
“You mean, we will never have sex again?
My erection was bursting through my shorts; this was so incredibly hot for me.
“No, we won’t, I have my black lover, and he will have my body, permanently!”
“Wow, that is so incredibly hot and I accept!”
“You do? Are you okay with that?
“Yes, I am okay with that; do you love him?” I asked her.
“He owns me, what do you think?”
“I know that he owns you, but, do you love him?”
“Would you be upset if I said that I do love him, baby?”
“Of course not, I want to hear it from you.”
“Yes, I love him; I love you more and in a different way, but, yes I love him.”
I had to run to the bathroom and work myself off; this was so hot and erotic for me. I returned about four minutes later and she asked me if I felt better, now that I had cum.
“Now that the excitement is over, are you okay with what I told you just now baby?”
“You mean about, loving him or the permanent thing baby?”
“Both!”
“I am so happy for you baby, and I’m perfectly okay with it.
“Even the no sex, permanently thing?”
“Especially the no sex thing!” I shouted, “As long as you continue to have sex with Chris.”
“I will always do that baby.”
“Then, I want things to stay as they are baby,” I told her.
“Thanks, baby,” Christy said as she kissed me deeply, “I love you so much.”
I was in heaven, each day; I have a constant erection about our lives, especially her sex life with Chris.
“And, you are okay with not being allowed to see me in my lingerie?”
“Of course I am baby, I shouldn’t be allowed to see you like that, you belong to Chris.”
“Yes I do, so we will keep things as they are then.”
“Perfect baby!”
Christy’s older brother and his wife were coming to visit us from out of state and I was wondering if she would continue to sleep in our bed with Chris while they were here.
I was hoping that she would, I found it incredibly hot that they would know our sex secret.
“What’s going to happen when Tony and Sandy get here,” I asked, “how will you handle the Chris thing baby?”
“I won’t be able to see him.” Christy said in a sad tone, “It will be the longest five days of my life!”
“Why won’t you see him?”
“If I see him, they will know about Chris and me being lovers baby.”
“So! Let them know,” I replied.
“What! Let them know our sex life?”
“Yes, I don’t have a problem with that.”
Christy hugged me tightly.
“Really, really, really, you don’t mind if they know about me and Chris?”
“Of course not baby.”
“You don’t mind them knowing that I am black owned?”
“I want them to know babe.”
“Oh my God, I fucking love you, baby,” Christy screamed.
“I still want you to sleep with him in our bed, while they are here baby,” I smiled, “I need you to!
“Believe me, baby, I want to.”
“Then you must, I want people to know about your lover.”
“But, won’t it make you feel bad?”
“I want you to!”
“Okay then!”
Tony and Sandy were due to arrive on Friday, that was just three days away and we’re going to stay with us until the following Wednesday. Although Friday was my day to sleep with my wife, I suggested that, while her brother was here, she should spend every night in our bed with her black lover.
Christy was excited about my suggestion and didn’t need much convincing.
Tony, is twelve years older than Christy and he lost six years of his life to a drug problem; he has been clean for over ten years now and he and Sandy have seven years of happy wedded life behind them.
Sandy, does struggle with a weight problem and she is very much overweight, but a super sweet person.
I knew deep down that they wouldn’t condemn us for how we live and I hoped that they would accept things.
Christy had told Chris that she wanted things to be as usual during her brother’s visit and he expressed his concerns about meeting them, let alone letting them know of his ownership of my wife, but he trusted Christy’s judgment.
I had taken the day off from work to enable me to be home with Christy when our visitors arrived.
It was just after four o’clock when we were finally ready to greet our guests and Christy called me to our bedroom. She was wearing a short pair of jean shorts and a white tee shirt; she looked amazing.
When I got to our bedroom, she pushed me to the bed and pulled my shorts down.
Within thirty seconds she was sucking on my erection and a further two minutes later, I was shooting my juice into her mouth!
“I needed to do that for my husband,” Christy smiled, “Seeing as he won’t be close to me for the next five days.”
I cleaned myself and we waited for our guests to arrive. They arrived twenty minutes earlier than expected and after the hugs and greetings, my wife and I sat with them and enjoyed a few glasses of wine.
We were drinking the second glass of wine when Christy took my hand and smiled.
“Steve and I want to explain something to you.”
I got an instant erection and my stomach was in knots.
Christy stood up and with her back to me and she pulled up her tee shirt; I saw the back of her little white bra.
She held her tee shirt to her chest and turned around to show our guests her tattoo.
“You have a tattoo,” Tony smiled.
“Not just any tattoo,” Christy explained, “this tattoo symbolizes something, read it.”
Her tee shirt was still covering the front of her bra and I was hoping that it would fall a little and expose her bra to me; alas, it didn’t.
“Black-owned,” Sandy said, “I still don’t understand.”
Christy turned around to face them again and pulled her tee shirt back on.
“Black-owned,” Christy smiled, “there is no easy way to tell you, so I will just say it.”
She walked back to me and took my hand.
“I am black owned,” Christy smiled, her hand was shaking.
“I am owned by a black man!”
“Huh,” Tony said, “Owned by a black man?”
“Yes, I have a black lover and he owns my body!”
Sandy’s eyes popped and her mouth opened wide.
“What!” Tony screamed, “Really?”
“Yes, a black man owns my body,” Christy smiled, “Please don’t judge us.”
Tony came over and hugged his sister, “Hon, what you do is your business; we will never judge you.”
“Thanks, Tony,” Christy said with a sigh of relief, “you will meet him later.”
Tony rejoined his wife and Christy started to explain things to them.
“Chris and I are lovers, he is the only one who sees or touches my body; while you are here, I will be sleeping with Chris.”
“I see,” Sandy, smiled.
“Steve and I don’t have sex, we sleep together, but we don’t have sex; my body is owned by my black lover, Chris.”
My wife continued to explain our sex life to her brother and his wife.
My dick was hard and sticky with pre-cum as she explained every aspect of our sex life to our guests.
She explained how she got the tattoo to show the world that she is now owned by her black lover.
“She has a second tattoo, so I am told,” I smiled.
“Baby, they didn’t need to know that,” Christy joked.
“A second tattoo, where?” Sandy asked.
“Let’s just say that I will never see it,” I smiled.
“Where is it?” Tony asked.
“On my private parts,” Christy replied, “That’s why he will never see it.”
Sandy, smiled, “Is it the same as the one on your shoulder?”
“Almost,” Christy replied.
“How long has this been going on?” Tony asked.
“Just over three months,” Christy smiled.
“And, you two have not had sex together in all that time?” Sandy asked.
“No, we haven’t,” Christy replied, “I wear a bra, panties, and a long tee shirt when I sleep with Steve,” Christy went on, “I only sleep naked with Chris; he is the only one who sees my naked body.”
“So, how long before you two have sex together again?” Tony asked.
“We probably won’t have sex together again,” I replied, with a smile.
“Never?” Sandy asked.
“Probably never,” Christy said softly, “Steve likes it like this as well.”
“We are still very close though,” I quickly said.
“And, I do relieve him from time to time,” Christy smiled.
“And you only have sex with this black guy?” Sandy asked.
“Yes, that’s right, Chris owns me.”
We continued chatting, mainly about our private life for another hour before Christy got a text from Chris.
“He will be here in five minutes!” Christy said in an excited voice.
Her excitement was difficult to hide.
“You will love him,” Christy smiled, “
Christy stood at the front door and waited for her lover to arrive and when he arrived, she closed the door and kissed him deeply.
“Tony and Sandy, this is Chris,” Christy said with a huge smile on her face.
Tony, got up and shook his hand,” Hi Chris, I have heard a lot about you.”
Sandy got up and hugged Chris, “I have been looking forward to meeting you.”
We had another couple of glasses of wine as our guests got to know Chris, and then we went out for a meal. It was almost nine thirty when we returned and Christy went to make coffee for everyone. We sat and chatted for a further thirty minutes before Tony announced that they were going to call it a night as they had had a long journey.
Christy came over to me and kissed me.
“Baby, Chris and I are going to bed; we will try to be quiet.”
Sandy smiled, “Don’t be quiet on our behalf, we will be asleep soon.”
Sandy and Tony followed my wife and her lover down the hallway to the bedrooms and I heard Tony tell his sister to have fun.
“We will!” Christy replied as she and Chris went into our bedroom.
I heard my wife and her lover making love for over an hour before I got into bed and fell asleep.
The following morning, I woke around seven and made coffee, I waited until almost eight fifteen before I text my wife to see if she was awake. She replied to me and I took two cups of coffee to her and Chris.
I knocked and waited to be summoned in; Christy was sitting up in bed with the covers pulled up to her chest and Chris was laying down and stroking her naked back.
I kissed Christy and she said that they join me shortly; I saw her clothes on the floor as I left them alone.
Tony and Sandy joined me about thirty minutes later and we chatted while we waited for my wife and Chris to join us. A further fifteen minutes and Chris came from the bedroom.
“She wants another cup of coffee,” Chris said as he bid us a good morning.
I poured another cup and I took it to our bedroom, I knocked and walked in. Christy screamed!
“Oh my God, I’m not dressed!”
Christy was just zipping her skirt up and I saw her in her white bra. As soon as she saw me, she pulled her hands up to cover her bra. I cried that I was sorry as I backed out of the bedroom.
A minute later, she called me back in; she now had her tee shirt on and I apologized for walking in and catching her in her bra.
“I could have been naked,” Christy said, “I could have been naked.”
“I only saw your bra baby.”
“If I wanted you to see me in my bra, I would have told you.”
“I’m sorry for embarrassing you baby.”
“You did! Please don’t do that again baby; I don’t want you to see me like that.”
She kissed me and we walked out of the bedroom together, we joined everyone else in the living room.
“He caught me in my bra,” Christy said, “that’s why I screamed.”
Wow, he doesn’t even see you like that?” Sandy asked.
“No, he doesn’t,” Christy replied, “Chris owns my body! That’s why I wear clothes when I sleep with my husband.”
“Oh, I see,” Sandy smiled.
“He knows the rules,” Christy replied, “he doesn’t see me naked or in my lingerie.”
Sandy, thought for a moment and said, “You say that this has been going on for over three months.”
“Yes, it has,” I answered.
“Your anniversary was at that time; did you have sex on that day?”
Christy, shouted, “No, I had sex with Chris on our anniversary!” Christy went on, “That’s when we started using our bed.”
“You didn’t have sex with your husband on your anniversary?” Tony asked.
“No, I didn’t, I belonged to Chris on our anniversary,” Christy replied, “so I had sex with Chris.”
All this time, Chris was just sitting there; I think that he felt out of place as we all discussed his sex life with my wife. Christy went to the kitchen to get more coffee and I followed her.
I have noticed that Christy always sits next to me when Chris is with us; she hardly ever sits next to him and the only time that she is close with him is in the bedroom.
“Baby, Chris seems left out,” I whispered, “maybe you should give him a kiss and hug him.”
Christy kissed me and replied, “I want to baby, I always want to kiss him and stuff but I don’t want you to feel alone if I kiss him in front of you.”
“Baby, I want you to kiss him and stuff, in front of me,” I went on, “I don’t just want you to be close with him in the bedroom; I want you to be close to him whenever you want to.”
“Are you sure that you don’t mind baby?” Christy asked, “I don’t want you to be jealous or feel that I am ignoring you.”
“I want you to baby!” I replied, “I want you to show your lover, your love.”
“Okay baby, but please tell me if it gets too much for you; I don’t want to make you feel bad or alone.”
We took the coffee to our guests; Chris was sitting in the accent chair while Tony and Sandy were on the love seat. We handed out the coffee and I sat on the couch, my wife looked at me and I used my eyes to motion her to Chris.
She walked to her lover and sat on his lap; she moved her arm around his neck and kissed him.
His left hand was behind her and hugging her waist; his right hand moved to caress her thigh, it was perfect. We sat chatting for a while and I could see Chris’s hand stroking her inner thigh, I kept looking to see if I could see up her skirt, but she was at the wrong angle for me to see anything.
Christy, cooked breakfast, and Chris told us that he was going home as we were going to show our guests our town and do some shopping.
“You are welcome to join us bud,” I told Chris.
“I don’t want to impose,” Chris replied.
Christy got up and threw her arms around her lover, “Please come with us, babe.”
“If you are sure, you don’t mind,” Chris smiled.
“Come with us,” Sandy said, “you are part of the family now.”
“Okay then, I would love to,” Chris smiled as Christy kissed him.
Our shopping and sightseeing trip included the lingerie shops in town; my wife wanted to buy some new lingerie and she kept asking Chris his opinion when she found a particular bra and thong set.
This made me feel hot and I had a huge erection that grew, every time she asked him. Our guests seemed to like Chris and they made a huge effort to include him in everything.
It was a perfect day, Christy did her best to hug her lover while we were out and they kissed on several occasions. This kept my erection throughout the whole day and we all enjoyed ourselves. We had dinner at a restaurant in town before heading home, tired but happy.
Christy made coffee and I joined her in the kitchen, she kissed me deeply and thanked me for the day; especially, allowing her the freedom to kiss and hug Chris in public.
“I would love to see you in the new lingerie,” I smiled.
“I know you would baby, but you know that can’t happen.”
“Could I just see you in one of the new sexy bras?”
“No, you can’t, you know that; you can’t see me in a plain bra, let alone a sexy one.”
I was hoping that she would be this way!
“Not just a little peek?” I asked.
“No, you know that can’t happen, I don’t want you to see me like that; you know the rules baby,” Christy went on, “full denial, remember, you asked for it.”
“I know babe, and I’m happy that you are enforcing the rules.”
“Good, I bought that lingerie for Chris and me.”
“I know babe, he is a lucky man.”
“I can’t wait to get to bed tonight,” Christy smiled.
“Oh, it’s Saturday, that means its rough sex,” I smiled.
“Yes, it is, I look forward to Saturday nights!” Christy whispered, “I will try to be quiet.”
We took the coffee into our guests and Christy sat on the couch with Chris and we continued chatting for an hour before Christy announced that she needed her bed.
“We may be a little noisy tonight,” Christy smiled as she took Chris’s hand and bid us a good night.
She kissed me and they walked, hand in hand to the bedroom. Indeed they were noisy and I could hear them having rough sex until around one thirty. I could hear, what I thought was spanking and it was so hot.
The following morning, I took my wife and her lover their coffee in and they were laying in bed, she sat up and as she did so, I could see red marks on her chest, I couldn’t see much of her breasts as she made sure that they were covered with the covers.
When everyone was up and showered, I was talking to Tony in the kitchen, Chris had popped home to do some chores. I could hear the girls, giggling and I later I asked Christy what they were laughing about.
She told me that she explained to Sandy, what the noises were that we all heard the previous night. She told me that she lifted her skirt up and showed Sandy her, freshly spanked ass!
“You showed her your spanked ass?” I quizzed.
“Yes, baby.”
“Is it marked still? Can I see?”
“Yes, it is still marked but I’m not showing you my ass, I couldn’t baby.”
“Did he spank your breasts as well?”
“Yes, and my pussy, it was amazing!”
Tony and Sandy joined us at that moment and Chris came back five minutes later.
We went out again into town; my wife continued to hug and kiss her lover in public and it was so hot for me.
Part five, coming soon.
