Chapter 3: More than a Favour

The first door I went to check was our bedroom. I opened it and almost had a heart attack. Something straight out of a porn flick was happening right before my eyes. On our bed was my wife. She was completely naked, on her back with her legs spread wide, her knees bent. Laying on top of her, between her legs was Nick. He too was naked. Their crotches were very obviously touching. He was holding upper body high, his arms and back straight, he towered above my wife. Neither of them was moving, they were both looking into each other’s eyes.

His clothes were a pile at the bottom of the bed. Her dress was next to them, but her bra and knickers were on the bed next to her hip. What the FUCK was going on? How the hell had he talked her into this? How the hell had he stripped my wife naked, got her to lay on the bed and she let him put his cock into her?

I wanted to step back, close the door, reset my universe and do this again. This surely wasn’t real?

I opened my mouth to scream ‘What the FUCK’, but nothing came out. Instead both their heads turned towards me. Emily looked scared, shocked and frightened, her eyes wide open. He grinned at me, before closing his eyes and moving his hips up and back slowly. Emily’s mouth opened wider but she was quiet. No doubt doing everything she could do hold her feelings in check. Turning his head back to my wife, and I guess opening his eyes he pushed forward and down. She couldn’t help herself this time as his movement was greeted with a long, quiet moan from her, “Ohhhhggghhhhhhh!” And he held himself still again, his cock was deep inside my wife, wasn’t it?

I wanted to say something. I wanted to ask them what the fuck was going on. I wanted to stop this. I wanted to run away. However like some dumb idiot I simply stood there, with my heart in my throat, my hand painful due to my vice like grip of the door handle. They stayed still like this, their heads now facing each other, eyes locked. The image before me was being burned into my retina. Their skin colour contrast, soft milky white feminine against this taut darkness, my wife entangled around this strange boy, it was a nightmare but I wasn’t doing anything about it.

And then he spoke for the first time since I’d opened the door. “See it’s ok.”

They kept eye contact as he did another slow out and in, again causing my wife to moan at the movement, “Ugghhhh gggooood.”

He chuckled, “Yes, God wants this, I told you. Let him into your body.” This time he didn’t thrust but his hips, still deep inside her he moved just a little and she gasped clearly feeling it. He continued, “You like this blessed cock inside you? I told you it would be ok. It is right.”

He turned his head to me, his face serious as he asked me, “It is right, yes Chris?”

I wanted to scream ‘FUCK NO’ but nothing came out of my mouth. I watched my wife’s face turn slowly towards me as he again drew his cock back out of her. She couldn’t help herself, her mouth falling open at the feeling. I didn’t say or do anything. My eyes locked onto my wife’s as he moved again. I watched the effect of his cock on her face. Her eyes opening wider, and her breath leaving her body as she managed a deep groan, “Uuugghhhhhh.”

I couldn’t take my eyes off her face as he then invited me closer. “Come here, and look at my blessed cock going into your wife.”

I didn’t think I heard him right. It was obscene, it was crazy, but I found my vision change down my wife’s body and become zoomed as, yes, I stepped closer. He pulled back out more as I stepped up close. His cock popped clean out of my wife’s tight pussy. I now made a sound, a pathetic squeek. This huge black pole hanging off his body was now bobbing right next to the opening into my wife. He pulled his body back further and ushered me around her knee. “Look at that. She is open from me,” he chuckled. He was right, my wife’s pussy looked like a deep cavern, open wide from his cock. I’d never seen anything like it. “Stretching your woman, real nice.”

I watched his cock move back against my wife’s opening, the head covering the opening instantly. Even now it looked too big, too wide and fat to ever fit. “Tell him you like it,” and he pushed forward. The pole bent slightly as the pressure built, before popping and surging forward into her. I would never have believed it if I wasn’t standing there watching it happen.

Instead of answering him, she simply whimpered and groaned as more of it slowly vanished inside her, “Ohhhh gggooddd noooo.”

“It ok. You don’t need to hide now. He can see. He looking up close.” He was right. There was no taking this back, I could see it happening right in front of me. It was ludicrous. He appeared to stop moving forward, with a good length of his cock still outside of my wife. After a short pause, he did some tiny little jabs, each one eliciting a squeak from Emily. It sounded like she was in pain, but she didn’t stop him. “That’s right mamma, there’s more to come.”

I tore my eyes up their bodies to my wifes face. She was looking up at him, her eyes and mouth open wide, her hands now on his chest. Her arms were taught, she was lightly trying to hold him back as she was gasping in time with is slight movements. He was too big for her, this was obvious. I raised my arm, about to say something, about to tell him to stop, about to save my wife from the pain, when it changed. His body moved backwards, her eyes closed and she moaned a deep lustful moan. Her eyes still closed as his body moved forward, “Oh myyyyy god” sang from her lips.

“Ummm yes” was his reply as he did it again. A slow withdrawal followed by a slow push forward, deeper into her. At the peek of his insertion she would scrunch her eyes a little and her arms locking as he obviously caused her pain. But it was instantly replaced by a guttural moan as he slowly raked his cock along her pussy walls, relieving the pressure.

“Do you want me to stop blessing you?”

A stupid question, that was answered by Emily with a simple light shake of her head. It was so obvious that this boy was blowing her mind with pleasure that she couldn’t resist.

With a huge smile the black boy instructed her, “Look at me. Look at my love for you.”

She opened her eyes and as if I wasn’t there at all, they locked in a lovers gaze. He pushed again into her. Again she winced as he bought pain. He leaned forward and kissed her cheek. “It’s ok, you can take me all.” She gasped at this confidence, he reaffirmed it, “I know you can stretch to fit me all. God told me.”