The following morning, I was getting ready for work; it was just after six in the morning when Christy text me.
“Good morning baby, can you come over before you go to work.”
As I left my house I saw Chris on his doorstep, I went over and he told me that she was upstairs; he escorted me up the stairs to his bedroom and told me that she was in there.
I knocked and she called me in while Chris waited outside. I opened the door and saw my wife was sitting up in bed; the blankets were pulled up to her chest and she looked so sexy. Her naked shoulders gave me an instant erection; I could see her pink dress and white thong on the floor.
“What’s up baby?” I asked.
“Nothing sweetheart, I just wanted to give you a kiss before you go to work, I always kiss you goodbye.”
I smiled and sat on the bed; she leaned forward and kissed me deeply.
“Did you have a good time last night?” I asked.
“It was amazing baby, thank you for allowing it.”
“I love that you are having sex with him, baby.”
“Even if it means that you aren’t?”
“That makes it even more exciting baby!”
Christy smiled and kissed me again, “Does it?”
“Yes baby, I find it so hot and I love the rules.”
Christy kissed me again.
“Are you naked under those covers?”
“Of course I am.”
“I could slide in there, next to you.”
“You could, but you’re not going to!” Christy smiled, “you know the rules.”
We kissed again and she said that I should get going as she needed to use the bathroom.
“I will wait till you finish in the bathroom baby,” I said in a cheeky voice.”
Christy smiled, “You know that I won’t get out of bed while you are here, don’t you; I’m naked.”
“I know, he owns your body for the next few days; it was worth a try though,” I smiled.
“Exactly,” Christy whispered, “he owns my body for the next few days.”
“Does Chris know about the rules you have put on me?”
“Yes, he does and he likes them; he likes being the only one who has my body.”
“Good,” I whispered, “I like that as well.”
“You do?”
“Yes, it is incredibly hot.”
” Hum, I will think about imposing more rules then!”
“Perfect baby,” I smiled, “perfect!” I went on, “as long as it means that he has your body and I am denied it.”
“If that’s what you want, okay then.”
I got up, kissed her again and went to the door, she bid me a goodbye and I left. Chris was waiting outside and as soon as I left the bedroom, I gave him a high-five and he walked into join her; suddenly I heard her scream.
“Steve. I am naked, get out!”
There was a second of silence, then I heard her say, “Oh sorry babe, I thought you were Steve coming back in; I am standing here naked.”
I went to work with my erection and text her.
“Baby, I would never embarrass you, or break the rules.”
Christy replied, “I know baby, I’m sorry, I freaked out; I am trying to enforce the rules.”
***
I called her at lunchtime, I still had my erection, what happened earlier was so hot to me.
“Baby, you know that I wouldn’t have come back into the room while you were naked, don’t you?” I told her, “You know that I love your rules.”
“Yes baby, I do; I just got freaked when the door opened.”
“I would never break your rules baby; no matter how much I would want to.”
“I hope that you understand that, I have to enforce them, baby.”
“I do, and I love that you are doing that.”
We chatted for a few moments then she said that Chris asked if we wanted to go for a drink tonight. I told her that I would like that and that we would meet him around eight o’clock.
I got home from work and we kissed passionately, after dinner I went to shower and she reminded me not to walk around naked as she was still Chris’s property and she doesn’t want to see my cock.
She showered and got ready while I was having a glass of wine and relaxing.
She looked stunning when she came into the living room; she was wearing a short navy blue, figure-hugging stretch dress, you could make out the thin band of her thong through the dress.
We got into my car and we waited for Chris to join us, we went to a local bar and had a great evening; all too soon it was time to head home and as we approached our street I asked Christy if she would be coming in the house with me or did she want me to drop them both off at Chris’s house.
“Drop us at Chris’s please baby.”
I pulled up outside his house and he thanked me and got out of the car. Christy leaned over and kissed me passionately before exiting the car and telling me that she would see me in the morning.
She did say, that as tomorrow was Saturday and none of us had to be up early that she would probably be home around ten o’clock.
I watched them go into his house before parking my vehicle and going into our house. I worked myself off two times before falling asleep.
I kept imagining them making love and thought how exciting this all was. My wife was playing out my ultimate fantasy and I was in heaven.
***
Christy came home around ten thirty the following day; she told me all about her evening of passion with her black lover.
“We had hard sex last night baby.”
“Hard sex?”
“Yes, he was rough with me.”
“Rough?”
“He was fucking me from behind and he slapped my ass; it was amazing!”
“He spanked your ass?”
“Yes, it was amazing; I kept asking him to spank harder!”
“You liked it and asked for more?”
“Yes I did, and yes I asked for more; my ass was stinging by the time that he cum.”
“He spanked you that hard?”
“Yes, it was so hot; he also squeezed my breasts hard; very hard.”
“And you liked that?”
“I loved it baby; he was squeezing them so hard,” she went on, “the next time we had sex, he pushed me to my knees and I sucked his cock while he spanked my breasts!”
“He spanked your beautiful breasts? Hard?”
“Yes baby, very hard; I have never cum so much, it was amazing!”
“Did he mark you?”
“Well, yes, a little; but I loved what he did.”
“Can I see?”
“You know, you can’t see me while I am his baby; maybe tomorrow you will see.”
“Maybe? Maybe tomorrow?”
“Yes, maybe.”
My erection grew even more with her words and I left it at that. I assumed that tomorrow, I would see her and be allowed to touch, but now that was not necessarily the case. This was so hot and I was in heaven.
***
We spent the day together, kissing and hugging almost every thirty minutes; my erection lasted all day as she teased me about her black lover.
She cooked a delicious pork roast meal and my favorite dessert, cherry pie; it was a perfect Saturday. Around six thirty she went for a long hot soak to get ready for her night of sex with her black lover.
At seven thirty she came to the living room, dressed and ready for her night away; she kissed me passionately for almost fifteen minutes before leaving to walk across the road to her black stallion.
Part of me was hoping that this would be my last night alone, but a bigger part of me was praying that she would impose more rules and keep me waiting for bodily contact with her. I wanted her to explore the newly found rough sex that he gave her last night.
***
She came home at noon the following day and told me that he had spanked her ass again last night.
“Hard?” I asked.
“Very hard baby,” Christy smiled, “Harder than the night before.”
“Breasts?” I asked.
“Hum, yes, my breasts as well.”
“Hard?”
“Well, Yes, hard!”
“Did you like it, baby?”
“Actually, I asked for him to spank me!”
“And your breasts?”
“Yes, I begged for him to spank my breasts!”
“Are your breasts and ass marked?”
“A little.”
“Will you be spending the night with him or me tonight baby?”
“With you sweetheart, with you.”
“So, will you be naked in bed with me tonight?”
“I won’t be naked baby; I will wear my tee shirt, bra, and panties.”
“Oh, I was hoping that we would have sex baby.”
“I had sex with Chris this morning, so I am still his property until tomorrow, you know the rules baby.”
“Oh yes, I forgot that you probably had sex this morning; I’m sorry baby.”
“It’s okay baby, you might get to see me naked tomorrow.”
“I might? You mean that you may be sleeping with Chris tomorrow night?”
“I might do, but even if I don’t, I might not have sex with you; I kind of like teasing you by withholding my body from you, don’t you?”
“Actually, I do baby.”
“Good, so you don’t mind if I keep it going for a while; would you like that?”
“Yes, I would; as strange as that sounds I do. I love you having sex with him and giving him your body.”
“You do?”
“Yes baby, I do; I would love it if you had sex with him as often as you can.”
“Even if it means that you don’t?”
“Yes, baby, I would love that.”
“Okay, then I will keep the denial going for a little while longer.”
“That’s fine baby, I am okay with that; I love Chris having your body.”
“Oh, believe me, baby, he has my body; the question is, for how long do I let him solely have my body?”
“That’s up to you sweetheart, you know I will go along with whatever you decide; you are in control.”
“Yes, I am, remember that,” Christy smiled in a seductive way and kissed me deeply.
“So, how long will the denial for me be baby? A few days? A week?”
“I’m not sure yet, but it will probably be longer than a week if that’s okay with you baby?”
“Honey, you are in control, whatever you decide, you don’t ask me, you tell me!”
“Oh yes I am, I can’t get used to that; in that case, let’s just say, don’t expect to be allowed to see or touch me for at least a few weeks!”
“A few weeks?”
My erection grew to an incredible size as she said that.
“Wow, okay then baby, whatever you say.”
She knew how much I liked this, and how hot I found it.
“I said, at least a few weeks, it may be longer!” Christy said softly, “it probably will be longer, a lot longer!”
“Okay baby,” I smiled, “keep it going as long as you like!”
“Are you sure baby?” Christy asked, “I may keep it going for more than a few weeks.”
Her words brought me to the point of no return; I had to run to the bathroom and work myself off; it took less than two minutes! I returned and she asked me if I felt better?
“Are you sure that you are okay with all of this baby?” Christy asked as she kissed me deeply.
“Baby, I love it!”
“Even the denial part?”
“Especially the denial part; I love that you are doing this to me; you can keep it going for as long as you like.”
“Don’t say that I may just accept your offer,” Christy smiled.
“Accept it, baby, I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t mean it.”
“Let’s see how it goes, baby.”
I asked her if I could just have a little peek at her bruised breasts and she pulled her vest down a little; I saw the top of her white bra and as she pulled that down an inch; I saw a lot of red marks.
“Wow, he did beat your breasts, hard baby.”
“That is nothing; you should see the marks around my nipples!”
“Show me.”
“Baby, you know that isn’t going to happen; my body is his property, remember.”
“So, just to recap baby, “ I smiled, “You are going to continue to have sex with Chris; I am going to be denied your body for a few weeks; possibly longer, and we can only snuggle in bed together?”
“Yes, that’s right; however, I did say, at least a few weeks; it may well be longer! Are you okay with that?”
“Take as long as you like baby, just as long as you continue to have sex with him and give him your body.”
“Oh, I will, don’t worry about that!”
We talked about nothing else all day long; our dinner conversation was about her love affair with Chris; she kept asking me if I was okay with everything and my answer was always the same, I was more than okay with it all.
It was around six thirty when she told me that she was going to shower and pop over Chris’s for a couple of hours.
Her mouth had a strong taste of his cum and she told me that he had just cum in her mouth. She told me that he made her keep his cum in her mouth for over fifteen minutes; he refused to let her swallow it until he had spanked her.
She told me that she couldn’t scream like she usually does when she climaxes as her mouth was full of his warm salty love juice.
“It was insane baby,” Christy told me, “I had several multi climaxes while my mouth was full of his cum.”
“He spanked your ass and tits again?” I asked.
“My boobs and ass were still a little tender baby,” she went on, “So, this time, he spanked my pussy! It was amazing and I climaxed so many times.”
“Did he mark your pussy baby?”
“No baby, but it was so erotic!
We went to bed and she changed in the bathroom so that I didn’t see her in her lingerie. I put my shorts on as per her orders and we snuggled in bed and talked more.
“You know baby,” Christy smiled, “Chris and I have made love over twenty times already and it has been different every time; heck, I may just keep things like they are for a while!”
“You mean, only him having your body?”
“Yes, I think that it may well be a long time before you have sex with me again!”
She kissed me deeply, “”how does that sound? Your wife only having, a black cock?”
“If that’s what she wants, then I am all for it baby,” I smiled, “I love you only having his black dick.”
We may just leave things like they are, indefinitely!”
“It’s your choice baby, I am happy with that.”
“Just promise me,” she said, “promise me that if it ever gets too much, you will tell me; I would never jeopardize our marriage.”
“I promise baby, I love things how they are now!”
“You do? Really?”
“Yes, I do baby, I promise that I do.”
“So, you’re okay with not having sex with me, indefinitely?”
“Totally baby, if that’s what you want, then I am fine with it.”
“You won’t get to see or touch me; you do realize that, don’t you?”
“Yes, sweetheart, and I am okay with that.”
“Okay then, I will only be fucked by my black lover; he will have my body, indefinitely!”
We were snuggling and kissing for hours, and then I asked, “Could I just slide my dick inside your panties and let it rest on your shaved pussy baby?”
“What? No way; you know the rules, the only cock to go near my pussy is my black lovers.”
“I understand baby and I’m sorry for asking.”
She pulled the covers back and I wondered what she was doing; she pulled at the waistband of my shorts and tugged them down, exposing my huge erection.
She started kissing me from my waist down to my dick.
Slowly she eased my erection into her mouth and sucked me off; I cum within three minutes and she swallowed it all.
“I thought that I wasn’t allowed any sex baby.”
“Baby, I cannot or will not leave you like that, I will not give you my body, but I will suck you off from time to time,” Christy went on, “I need to still be close to you and give you something.”
I loved what she did and told me and we fell asleep snuggling with each other.
The following night, she stayed at Chris’s house and again, I went there to kiss her goodbye before I went to work. From then on, our nights with her were alternated, one night me and the next night him.
She would suck me off every couple of days and life was more than perfect.
She would give me every explicit detail of their sex together and he would spank her, hard every weekend. Life couldn’t be any better; I have never been so aroused as I am at this time in my life. Christy was also very happy as she got her black lover whenever she needed him.
It was about five weeks into our new adventure when we were laying in bed together; her in her tee shirt, bra and thong, she had just sucked me off.
“Baby, are you happy?” Christy asked.
“I have never been happier baby; why do you ask?”
“How would you feel about me being, black-owned?”
“I thought that you already were baby,” I smiled.
“You do? Why?”
“I thought that you became, black-owned, five weeks ago when you gave your body solely to Chris and stopped me from having it.”
“So, you are okay with it? Me being black-owned, I mean?”
“Of course baby; like I said, I thought that you had been, black-owned, for the past five weeks, why do you ask baby?”
“Because, earlier, Chris told me that I was, black-owned, and I liked the sound of it.”
“Well, you are, black-owned, baby; and I have no problem with it; it is actually quite exciting to think that my wife is owned by a black man.”
We were kissing throughout this whole conversation and I was getting another huge erection.
“What made him say that to you then baby?” I asked.
“He said that maybe I should be marked to show that I am, black-owned, baby.”
“Marked, how baby?”
“He suggested that I get a tattoo, to show that I am, black-owned.”
“A tattoo? Of what? And where baby?”
She paused for a moment, “He suggested that I get a small black spade tattoo baby; either on my right breast or my shaved pussy, or even both.”
There was another moment of silence, “What do you think? Christy asked, “Would you mind?”
“Wow,” I replied, “do you want to get it done?”
She picked up her cell phone and showed me a couple of pictures of a black spade with a “Q” in the middle of it.
“They would be like this baby,” Christy smiled, “The “Q” stands for queen; black-owned queen.”
Her hands were shaking, “they would show my commitment to him.”
“They? So you would be getting them both?”
“If you agreed, yes I would get both.”
“Do you want to get them?”
“Yes, I do; but only if you agree baby.”
“Tattoos are permanent baby,” I reminded her, “If you break up with him, you would still have them.”
“I don’t ever plan to break up with him baby,” Christy went on, “Life is perfect and we both feel the same way.”
“You have discussed things with him then?”
“Yes baby, and we both want things to continue as they are now; we have an amazing sex life and I want to show my commitment to him,” she went on, “but only if you are okay with it”
“So, you and I won’t be having sex anytime in the near future then?”
“I don’t think so baby, I don’t plan on that happening in the near future; is that okay?”
“Like I said, it’s your body baby, if you want to give it to him and not me; that’s your decision, I am fine with whatever you want.”
“Thanks, baby, I want to continue as we are now and I want to get the tattoos done for him.”
“Okay baby, who is going to do them for you?”
“Chris has a friend who does tattooing; he will do them.”
“This friend, will see you naked?”
“He will have to baby; do you mind?”
“Of course not baby.”
She texted Chris and told him that she will get the tattoos done and he replied that he can set it up for the following evening.
“Wow, that’s soon,” I smiled.
“I want them done as soon as possible baby.”
So, it was set, she would be getting the tattoos done the next evening. I asked her if I could take a quick look at her naked body before she has them done
“Baby, please don’t ask that you know that I can’t let you see my naked body.”
I didn’t want her to give in, I needed her to deny me and accepted her decision; I was excited about her tattoos and the fact that her lover’s friend would see her naked and touch her.
The following evening, as I got home from work, Christy met me at the door and she was wearing a printed, button down the front dress. She looked very sexy as she told me that she was going over to Chris’s house early so they could make love before going for the tattoos.
The tattoo on her pussy would mean that she wouldn’t be able to make love for a few days until it had healed enough, so they wanted to fuck before she had them done.
She kissed me goodnight and walked across to his house; an hour later I saw them get into his car and off they went to his friend’s salon. It was just after nine thirty that she text me to let me know that she was safely back at Chris’s.
“Your wife is now branded, baby!”
“Are you okay baby? Sore?”
“My pussy is a little sore but I am fine, I love you.”
The following morning, she texted me to go over to her before I went to work. I did as asked and Chris told me that she was in bed; she was sitting up in bed with the covers pulled up to her chest.
I noticed there was a small lint pad over her right shoulder and I asked what that was for.
“I didn’t get my breast tattooed baby,” Christy smiled, “Chris wanted a tattoo that would be on show to the world, and so we got the spade tattooed on my shoulder.”
“Oh, I see; did you get your pussy one done?”
“Yes baby, I did! My pussy is now branded with a spade tattoo! I am now officially, black-owned!”
That evening, when I got home from work, she met me at the door and kissed me deeply. She was wearing a white vest and I could make out her white bra underneath. She turned around and I could see the spade tattoo on her shoulder.
It was about an inch and a half tall and it was a black spade with the letter Q in the center of it; I must say that it did look nice and I loved her declaring to the world that she was owned by a black man.
“Do you like it, baby?” Christy asked.
“It looks nice baby,” I replied, “Aren’t you worried that everyone will know that you are, black-owned now, though?”
“No, I’m not worried about that, I am proud to be owned by my black lover!”
She smiled, “I want the world to see that I am, black-owned!”
“How is your pussy, baby? Is it sore?
“Surprisingly, it is fine baby; I took the lint patch off, earlier and it feels fine.”
“I know that I can’t see it can I?”
“No, you can’t baby; it is the same as the one on my shoulder, though.”
She suggested that we go out to eat; she wanted to show off her new tattoo and the fact that she was now officially, black owned!
She wore a strapless dress that left her shoulders completely uncovered and her hair in a ponytail so that it didn’t hide her shoulders.
We got home and went straight to bed; she, as usual, changed in the bathroom. She sucked me off before pulling my shorts back up.
“Do you like knowing that your wife is now, black-owned, baby?” Christy asked.
“I love it!”
“Are you happy baby?” Christy asked, “I mean, really happy?”
“I am very happy, honey, are you?”
“Baby, I am so wonderfully happy; I have everything I could ever want.”
She kissed me deeply and said, “I have the most wonderful husband in the world,” she went on, “And I have the most amazing lover, my Chris, my black lover.”
We hugged and kissed again, “And you are okay with the no sex thing between us?”
“Yes, I am fine with it baby.”
“I know that we have discussed it, but I want to know that you are still okay with the denial thing?”
“I have not complained about it so far have I baby?” I asked.
“No, you haven’t, but it’s only been six weeks so far; how will you feel after six months?”
“Baby, I love how things are now,” I smiled, “Will it be six months then?”
“Baby, it may be longer than that; I did warn you before, that it would be indefinite.”
“I know you did, I was just asking if it would be six months baby?”
“It probably will be longer than that!”
“Okay baby.”
“Are you okay with that?”
“Of course baby, I told you, whatever you want, I want you to only have his black dick.”
“I only want my black lover to see or touch me; only his cock goes in my pussy.”
“I want that as well baby,” I said softly.
“I am black owned now, officially!”
We fell asleep in each other’s arms and when we woke we were still hugging each other.
Part four, coming soon
