Black Owned Couple Part 1
My heart was pounding standing outside the fence looking down an inner-city football field with packed fans. My beautiful, white, suburban, middle manager, wife Trina, 5â5â, with a toned body and firm C cup tits even at age 49, had just stepped out of a porta-potty⌠naked. With a hard slap on her butt, Master Bull Darold, sent her sprinting to the other end of the field. She was streaking a HS football game! My wife!!
As Trina streaked, the crowd caught on and roared. My 5â stirred. I was both scared and aroused. When she got to the other end, she hopped a low fence into the parking lot and into the back seat of a waiting car. The car pealed off. It seemed like it took a lifetime, but in that 30 seconds our life had changed to that of a black owned couple.
The young black men I was standing with, grabbed me and we jumped into another car and raced off. They were laughing loudly and high fiving as I shrunk in the middle of the back seat. We soon got to a park with a secluded spot. Trinaâs car was already there. She was still in the back seat and giving blowjobs to the young men there. I watched with my mouth open as they bobbed her head up and down one after another glistening, thick, large black cock. They were also holding her legs spread and commenting on how wet she was already and playing with her slit and clit. I walked around the car and could see she was open and wet. It was obvious she was turned on than at any other time in our 26 years of marriage. She would occasionally shudder and gasp, clearing cumming just like the men.
My wife was dogging in a public park with 8 black men, all younger than either of us (49 and 51)! They were hooting and hollering and cumming all over her one after the other. In her mouth, on her hair, face, ass, tits until she was a glazed donut. The were also clapping me on the shoulder and butt and asking, âCuck, how are you doing? You have one fine slut for a wife.â What they didnât know is that my 5â cock was erect and leaking continuously. This was way better than the IR porn Trina and I had been watching for years before making this decision to be black owned.
When they had all covered her in white sperm from their strong black cocks, they pulled her out of the car and told me to get in the back seat which was slimy in cum, her juices and sweat. Then Master Darold got in on one side and his biggest, strongest dude on the other. Then they passed Trina into the back seat and laid her out on top of us. Two others got in front, filled the other car, and we took off.
âHey, cucky boy, this is your time to work. You are to clean up your slut wife. Get your tongue out and we will feed her to you,â Master Darold commanded in his gruff no-nonsense style. They held Trina up and first fed me her ass to lick off. She was above the window level and anyone close could see her naked ass. Master Darold took his free hand and grabbed the back of my head and buried my face in the ass of my wife for 26 years. âLick it all up,â he ordered. I couldnât have been more humiliated and ashamed. But I started licking and when done, they rolled her over so I could start on her stomach. They then put her legs over his friendâs leg and leaned her over so I could lick her tits. Tits I had caressed, I was now cleaning of BBC cum. âIsnât your cucky doing a good job?â Master Darold asked Trina. âOh yes,â Trina moaned. She was humping her cunt on the friendâs leg because she was so turned on.
Then Master Darold put her face in front of me and ordered me to clean my slut without kissing her. After I had done that, he pulled her closer to him and began French kissing Trina in front of me and played with her tits. She responded with her tongue and mouth and put her arms around his head pulling him even tighter to her. This was 3â from me, and my cock was rock hard and leaking.
After about 10 minutes, although it felt much longer, the flipped Trina upside down and shoved her pussy into my mouth and ordered me to clean their slut. She was now theirs. I had given her oral sex before, but I had never felt her so open or wet, regardless of the cum I was licking up. Clearly this was meeting some deep need for domination and BBC.
All the time, the driver was going slowly down streets and roads giving anyone who wanted a view. We got a lot of honks, and surprised some, but Trina was fully displayed for anyone who cared to look. This would not be the first time.
Eventually we pulled up to a 1950âs style, two-story motel with external walkways in front of the rooms and stairways on each end of the motel. It looked like an absolute dump, and it was. Later I looked up reviews and here is some of what I found.
"Yuck. Beds are bloody. Never go there in life. It don't even deserve 1 star. I'm trying to tell you itâs a trap motel. Please don't go here I must warn you go at your risk. Ratty place with homeless people and vagrants stalking people as they show up there."
One of Master Daroldâs crew went to the office and came back with keys to two rooms on the second floor. Before we got out of the car, the crew member riding shotgun passed back to Master Darold two dog collars with leashes. He snapped one onto Trina and his partner snapped one on me. My heart sunk and Trinaâs shoulder hunched in fear and shock.
Master Darold got out and pulled Trina out and had her stand up âstill naked of course. His partner pulled me out the other side. Then Master Darold led off leading Trina by the leash. This got the attention of the vagrants and winos in the parking lot, and they started to gather around. Some reached out to cop a feel and Master Darold just laughed and thanked them for their approval of his slut. We reached the stairs and started up. Thankfully they did not follow. But Master Darold led us up the stairs farthest from the rooms. He led her naked all the way down the walk way clearly visible to all gathered. His partner led me and then the rest of the crew. I couldnât lift my head.
One of his crew had the door to the room open with lights on and the d****s pulled back. Master Darold twirled Trina around once more for the gathered men, who hooted and hollered, and with a loud smack on her but propelled her into the room. Then kicked my butt to get in the room and then all 8 black men followed. Master Darold ordered Trina to get on the bed and spread her legs. âYou, cucky, go stand in the cornerâand by the way, strip now!â As I was taking my clothes off, my head was spinning at all that had happened these first several hours into our initiation weekend.
When we had talked to Master Darold on the phone prior to committing to being owned, he had warned us that the initiation weekend was going to test our loyalty and desire to be owned. But this was beyond my imagination, and we had the rest of Friday night, all day Saturday and Saturday night ahead of us. I was scared but never so turned on by and proud of my dear wife than when submitting to the streaking and sucking those wonderful, big black cocks.
Trina was on the bed, her knees up, legs spread showing all her jewels, and she had her head up, resting on her elbows, laughing and looking around her anticipating those cocks coming back out. Master Darold ordered her to look at him, and he asked, âAre you ready to continue?â âOh, yes!â was her response as she locked eyes with himânever glancing at me.
To be continued.
As Trina streaked, the crowd caught on and roared. My 5â stirred. I was both scared and aroused. When she got to the other end, she hopped a low fence into the parking lot and into the back seat of a waiting car. The car pealed off. It seemed like it took a lifetime, but in that 30 seconds our life had changed to that of a black owned couple.
The young black men I was standing with, grabbed me and we jumped into another car and raced off. They were laughing loudly and high fiving as I shrunk in the middle of the back seat. We soon got to a park with a secluded spot. Trinaâs car was already there. She was still in the back seat and giving blowjobs to the young men there. I watched with my mouth open as they bobbed her head up and down one after another glistening, thick, large black cock. They were also holding her legs spread and commenting on how wet she was already and playing with her slit and clit. I walked around the car and could see she was open and wet. It was obvious she was turned on than at any other time in our 26 years of marriage. She would occasionally shudder and gasp, clearing cumming just like the men.
My wife was dogging in a public park with 8 black men, all younger than either of us (49 and 51)! They were hooting and hollering and cumming all over her one after the other. In her mouth, on her hair, face, ass, tits until she was a glazed donut. The were also clapping me on the shoulder and butt and asking, âCuck, how are you doing? You have one fine slut for a wife.â What they didnât know is that my 5â cock was erect and leaking continuously. This was way better than the IR porn Trina and I had been watching for years before making this decision to be black owned.
When they had all covered her in white sperm from their strong black cocks, they pulled her out of the car and told me to get in the back seat which was slimy in cum, her juices and sweat. Then Master Darold got in on one side and his biggest, strongest dude on the other. Then they passed Trina into the back seat and laid her out on top of us. Two others got in front, filled the other car, and we took off.
âHey, cucky boy, this is your time to work. You are to clean up your slut wife. Get your tongue out and we will feed her to you,â Master Darold commanded in his gruff no-nonsense style. They held Trina up and first fed me her ass to lick off. She was above the window level and anyone close could see her naked ass. Master Darold took his free hand and grabbed the back of my head and buried my face in the ass of my wife for 26 years. âLick it all up,â he ordered. I couldnât have been more humiliated and ashamed. But I started licking and when done, they rolled her over so I could start on her stomach. They then put her legs over his friendâs leg and leaned her over so I could lick her tits. Tits I had caressed, I was now cleaning of BBC cum. âIsnât your cucky doing a good job?â Master Darold asked Trina. âOh yes,â Trina moaned. She was humping her cunt on the friendâs leg because she was so turned on.
Then Master Darold put her face in front of me and ordered me to clean my slut without kissing her. After I had done that, he pulled her closer to him and began French kissing Trina in front of me and played with her tits. She responded with her tongue and mouth and put her arms around his head pulling him even tighter to her. This was 3â from me, and my cock was rock hard and leaking.
After about 10 minutes, although it felt much longer, the flipped Trina upside down and shoved her pussy into my mouth and ordered me to clean their slut. She was now theirs. I had given her oral sex before, but I had never felt her so open or wet, regardless of the cum I was licking up. Clearly this was meeting some deep need for domination and BBC.
All the time, the driver was going slowly down streets and roads giving anyone who wanted a view. We got a lot of honks, and surprised some, but Trina was fully displayed for anyone who cared to look. This would not be the first time.
Eventually we pulled up to a 1950âs style, two-story motel with external walkways in front of the rooms and stairways on each end of the motel. It looked like an absolute dump, and it was. Later I looked up reviews and here is some of what I found.
"Yuck. Beds are bloody. Never go there in life. It don't even deserve 1 star. I'm trying to tell you itâs a trap motel. Please don't go here I must warn you go at your risk. Ratty place with homeless people and vagrants stalking people as they show up there."
One of Master Daroldâs crew went to the office and came back with keys to two rooms on the second floor. Before we got out of the car, the crew member riding shotgun passed back to Master Darold two dog collars with leashes. He snapped one onto Trina and his partner snapped one on me. My heart sunk and Trinaâs shoulder hunched in fear and shock.
Master Darold got out and pulled Trina out and had her stand up âstill naked of course. His partner pulled me out the other side. Then Master Darold led off leading Trina by the leash. This got the attention of the vagrants and winos in the parking lot, and they started to gather around. Some reached out to cop a feel and Master Darold just laughed and thanked them for their approval of his slut. We reached the stairs and started up. Thankfully they did not follow. But Master Darold led us up the stairs farthest from the rooms. He led her naked all the way down the walk way clearly visible to all gathered. His partner led me and then the rest of the crew. I couldnât lift my head.
One of his crew had the door to the room open with lights on and the d****s pulled back. Master Darold twirled Trina around once more for the gathered men, who hooted and hollered, and with a loud smack on her but propelled her into the room. Then kicked my butt to get in the room and then all 8 black men followed. Master Darold ordered Trina to get on the bed and spread her legs. âYou, cucky, go stand in the cornerâand by the way, strip now!â As I was taking my clothes off, my head was spinning at all that had happened these first several hours into our initiation weekend.
When we had talked to Master Darold on the phone prior to committing to being owned, he had warned us that the initiation weekend was going to test our loyalty and desire to be owned. But this was beyond my imagination, and we had the rest of Friday night, all day Saturday and Saturday night ahead of us. I was scared but never so turned on by and proud of my dear wife than when submitting to the streaking and sucking those wonderful, big black cocks.
Trina was on the bed, her knees up, legs spread showing all her jewels, and she had her head up, resting on her elbows, laughing and looking around her anticipating those cocks coming back out. Master Darold ordered her to look at him, and he asked, âAre you ready to continue?â âOh, yes!â was her response as she locked eyes with himânever glancing at me.
To be continued.
1 year ago