Chapter 7: Frank’s triumph: The ritual of ultimate submission

It was late on Friday afternoon and Julie had gone out earlier that morning to buy a skirt and a top. Frank had told her that he loved to see her dressed really sexy and wanted her to show her breasts more when they went out together. So Julie had chosen a black, skin-tight top that showed off her breasts discreetly but sensually and let her nipples shine through slightly in the right light. The top reached just above her belly button and the black skirt was short and had a belt that sat very low on her hips.

Frank had asked that she not wear underwear when they went out together because he loved being able to reach underneath and feel a smooth shaved pussy at any time. Julie finished getting dressed and decided to check the closet to see how Sam had cleared the area for Frank’s things. Julie smiled when she saw that Sam had done what she had asked.

“He really seems to be giving in to it” she thought dreamily as she looked in the cupboard.

She walked into the living room where Sam was reading the paper, took it from him, sat on his lap, put her arms around him and gave him a passionate kiss as if to reward him for making room in the closet, saying, “Baby, you are such a wonderful husband and I love you very much.”

Sam put his arms around Julie and kissed her again, saying, “Maybe you want to have wild sex now before Frank gets here?”

Julie hugged Sam and kissed his face several times and said in a childish tone, “Oh, baby, I just got ready for the evening and Frank will be here soon. I promise we’ll have wild sex as soon as Frank leaves on Sunday morning.” With that, she continued to sit on Sam’s lap and cuddle with him as Sam stroked his hand over her thighs, feeling her soft skin. Julie kissed his lips as Sam gently slipped his hand under her short skirt and touched her bare pussy.

Julie moaned as Sam slid his finger into her already wet crack and kissed him again on the lips until she said, “Take your pants off for me.” Sam stood up and took off his pants as quickly as he could, since they hadn’t had sex in a few days, and waited for Julie to sit on his cock as she said, “Sit on the couch and spread your legs for me.”

Sam did as he was told and Julie knelt down, took Sam’s cock in her hands, licked the head, then slipped it into her mouth and began to suck.

Julie was very skilled at giving a blowjob, licking his cock and balls with her hot, wet tongue. Julie was so beautiful, and Sam held back her really long blonde hair as she continued to give him a blowjob. Sam knew Julie didn’t have much experience before marriage, but he had been teaching her the art of sucking cock for the last few years and she really excelled at it.

“Mmm, you taste so good,” she murmured seductively before taking the head of his cock back into her mouth. She slid her lips smoothly and tightly along it while her tongue stimulated the sensitive underside, in steady, circular motions. Slowly, very slowly, she took more of him into her mouth until she had taken in as much as she could.

Julie pulled back, then with a lascivious look in her blue eyes, licked the shaft from base to tip, rolling her tongue up and down. Her hands began to work in sync with her mouth - one hand at the base of his cock, gently squeezing and stroking, the other hand meanwhile massaging his balls as her fingers lovingly squeezed and caressed the sensitive skin. She set to deep throating him again, pushing him deep into her mouth until she reached the back of her throat. At that moment, she produced a soft gasp and gasped as her lips pulsed against his flesh. Her eyes constantly sought contact with his.

Every movement was perfectly choreographed; as Julie began to intensify her sucking action, her lips wrapped tightly around his shaft and with each stroke, she made a combined sucking and pumping motion that almost drove him to nirvana. Her deep movements became faster and more intense as she felt his breathing quicken and become increasingly frantic.

With each stroke, Sam felt the warmth and moisture of Julie’s mouth melting his mind. He could feel the pulsing play of her tongue fucking dancing around his glans, in her rhythmic slurping motions that brought him closer and closer to the edge of explosion.

Sam could resist no longer. “Oh ... Julie,” he groaned between breaths as he dug his hands into her hair and guided her gently. Julie’s hand movements intensified. Her lips were soft but firm, wrapping around his shaft, he moaned louder each time and she whispered; “Your penis is so hard, almost like Frank’s is ... Oh baby I want you to cum.”

Finally, as Sam began to tremble and his muscles tensed, Julie felt the first violent wave of hot cum in her mouth. They sucked it in deeper, feeling her tongue and mouth fill with his load as she greedily sucked it up. Wave after wave of warm, salty gushes burst through her mouth, and they savored every second of the moment until it was over.

Julie continued to lick and suck the tip of his cock as she carefully moved her hands along his shaft, squeezing out every drop of cum that was still trapped in his balls.

She lifted her head and leaned forward to kiss her husband, slipping her tongue into his mouth. He tasted his own cum as he sucked her tongue. This was the first time Julie had ever done anything like this to him, and after the long, deep kiss, she spit a tiny drop of cum into his mouth and held the kiss for a few seconds longer. Julie looked at him and smiled, she leaned down and kissed his chest and looked into Sam’s eyes again. “Did you enjoy tasting your own cum that you squirted into my mouth?”

Sam kissed Julie and replied, “I never expected you to do that, but it ... it was different...” He could never have imagined doing something like this, it was just this basic permanent excitement that made him do things he would never do otherwise.

Julie smiled and said, “I figured it would because you enjoyed licking Frank’s cum out of my pussy last weekend. You never have to be shy about your feelings with me, and if that excites you, then we’ll do it more often. If you’re too embarrassed to say anything to Frank while he’s here, then I’ll tell him what you like to do.” Sam was totally perplexed, he wasn’t embarrassed, he didn’t even know if he wanted all this.

Julie giggled at a thought she had, Sam who had just come back down asked, “What’s wrong?” Julie replied, “I was thinking of some other ideas we could do together with Frank, but I want to surprise you. We’d better get ready because he’ll be here in an hour and I still need to finish my makeup.” Sam stood up, wondering what Julie thought was so funny as he pulled up his pants.

Frank arrived on time and they all went to dinner at a restaurant not far from the house, where Frank insisted that Julie sit next to him in the restaurant, which earned them a few stares from older women at neighboring tables. Frank was quite polite and friendly to Sam, after all he wanted to conquer Sam’s beautiful wife for good now. Julie felt good because Frank spent most of his time talking to Sam about all sorts of topics, but completely skipped their arrangement and sex for the time being. Frank seemed to be tuning into Sam, wanting to know everything about him.

Frank scrutinized Sam with lots of questions about everything just to wait for his reactions.

Julie was very naïve to think that Frank was so concerned about what Sam liked and wanted to know more about him personally, but Frank’s intentions were quite different.

As the evening at the restaurant drew to a close, they went back to Julie and Sam’s house.

Once home, Frank took his things into his room and hung everything neatly in the cupboard where Sam’s clothes had been before. Julie helped him arrange a few things while Sam prepared some drinks, which Julie and Frank had asked for.

When the two finished coming downstairs, they toasted the evening together, after which Frank had asked Sam for a particular brand of vodka, and when Sam said he didn’t have it, he offered to buy it.

Sam got in the car and drove to the liquor store a few blocks away, while Julie and Frank sat outside in the candlelit garden near the pool.

Sam returned thirty minutes later and saw Frank and Julie still at the table by the pool. They hadn’t noticed he’d come back, and he could tell Frank must have been explaining something because he was moving his hands so briskly. Sam put the bag down on the kitchen counter, started mixing the drinks again and could hear Julie laughing and talking loudly. He heard Julie say, “No. This can’t be happening.” Sam thought maybe Frank had told her a joke, but then he heard Frank reply loudly, “You can read it for yourself, it’s right here in chapter nine.”

A lightning bolt ran through Sam... “This book...” he thought to himself as his heartbeat quickened considerably and, strangely, his member came back to life. The two now moved their conversation from the garden to the living room, curious to see what Frank was talking about, Sam walked into the living room and saw that Julie was busy reading something. He took a few steps closer and noticed that she was holding a membership guide for wives.

Sam tried to remember what chapter nine was about, but hardly had time to read much in the book because Julie always kept it hidden from him, she probably didn’t even know he’d read about it. “Crap, the ice cream!” He hurried back into the kitchen, adding ice to the drinks as quickly as he could and carrying them out on a tray, where he saw that Frank had scooted his chair closer to Julie and placed his large hand on her thigh.

Julie was still reading the manual intently when Sam handed out the drinks and asked sanctimoniously, “What are you reading?” She tried to finish a paragraph and didn’t answer verbally, but took Sam’s hand in hers and held it tightly while Frank laughed and said, “Julie’s reading something you don’t have to worry about.” “I wonder if that’s true” Sam thought to himself as he put 1 and 1 together.

Julie finished reading, still holding Sam’s hand and pulled him closer to her. He leaned down, they kissed and she finally responded, “Honey, would you get the pretzels from the kitchen so we can have something to munch on?”

Sam reluctantly turned away again and picked up the pretzels, but when he came back to the table, Julie was gone. Sam looked questioningly at Frank, who immediately said, “Julie’s gone to change into something more comfortable.” Sam sat down at the table and Frank was eager to talk and started the conversation, “Sam, you shouldn’t be ashamed of practicing this lifestyle because I’ve known some white husbands who felt the same way you do before they were actually involved.”

Sam replied, “I was really surprised by my wife because I didn’t expect Julie to be so eager to act out, to be honest I think we should keep it to a one-off thing.”

Frank started laughing and replied: “The wives are always eager as soon as they get the green light from their husbands. I’ve yet to see a wife who wanted to quit because she didn’t like the lifestyle. Believe me, Julie is having the time of her life right now and you don’t want to spoil that, do you?” Frank continued, “Julie seems to like the lifestyle, but she’s worried about you. She seems to think you’re very unhappy because she hasn’t heard any encouragement from you.”

“No ... Well ... I ... I don’t want her to be unhappy because of me.” said Sam.

Sam continues: “What do you think I should do to show her that I’m not unhappy?”

Frank replied calmly: “My experience is that wives feel guilty if their husbands don’t clearly support them. Verbal encouragement e.g. Julie is like any other wife, they like it when their husbands make suggestions for the evening and let’s be honest you enjoy it don’t you? I know you’ve been watching these videos for weeks, you’re not fooling me”.

Sam hesitated for a moment and then said, “I get really horny thinking about Julie having sex with you, a black man, but I thought I would be much more involved.”

Sam sat nervously on the couch and stared at the floor. Frank stood in front of him and laughed quietly. The giant of a man radiated pure self-assurance, while Sam’s insecurity was now almost palpable.

Sam: “Frank ... do you actually think white women prefer black dicks? Like in those videos?” Frank grinned serenely and sat down next to Sam. “It’s not just the size, although that does play a role of course. A lot of women just find black men more attractive.”

Sam looked up timidly for a moment. Frank laughed out loud. “You know, Sam, it’s not just about size. It’s also the confidence and the way you use it. Julie’s told me a lot about you. She loves you ... But you know, my cock is a lot bigger than yours,” Frank said with a sneer.

Sam swallowed hard and a brief resistance erupted from him, “But how can you be so sure what I look like ... down there?” Sam looked at Frank, puzzled and embarrassed at the same time. “What exactly did she tell you?” Frank grinned broadly. “Oh, a lot. She described to me how small your cock is.”

Frank leaned forward: “Julie told me everything in great detail. She enjoys telling me about you. She said it was a special attraction to see and feel the differences and, quite honestly, every white husband so far has been small.”

Sam felt the heat rush to his face. “And ... she really told you everything?”

Frank nodded slowly. “Yes, she did.”

Sam nodded slowly as he let the words sink in. In the end, it didn’t matter that Frank was bigger and more muscular or how he felt about it. It was about how Julie felt and what she desired. Frank replied, “This is your chance to get involved and show her that you enjoy watching her live it up and seeing her fulfilled and happy in your relationship. This lifestyle requires many sacrifices from you as a husband, which may be humbling for you, but this is the emotional kick and you will love it as your wife already does.”

Frank added: “The three of us are here for different reasons and your fantasy is to make Julie happy, so you need to show her that you want to see her happy.”

Sam replied, “What do you want me to tell her?” Frank said, “Sam, it may humiliate you to be honest with your wife about your desires and your fantasies, but you need to swallow your pride and tell her what you want and you want to see that black cock do her right.” He pointed to his crotch with his hands, grinning clearly.

Sam said, “Do you think Julie will stop feeling guilty if I tell her what I want her to do to you?” Frank replied, “Sam, Julie wants to make you happy and she’s waiting for you to give her permission to make you happy and fulfill your fantasy. Julie will also be waiting for you to give me permission to help her fulfill that fantasy.”

Sam was contemplating Frank’s proposal when Julie came into the room, dressed only in a tiny, black, see-through babydoll, it was clearly visible that she was wearing nothing underneath. Julie turned around so Frank could get a good look at her, and instead of going to him, she went to her husband, sat on his lap, gave him a kiss and put her arm around his neck.

She settled on Sam’s crotch, her gaze, her blue eyes, fixed on him. Her warm, naked vulva came into contact with the hard fabric of his pants. Julie began with a gentle undulation of her hips, her wet pubis rubbing slowly and rhythmically against Sam’s crotch, just like the last time.

Frank kept eye contact with Sam to see if he would follow through on what they had just talked about. Sam stroked his wife’s thigh and felt how soft she felt, kissing her arm and neck, which gave her goose bumps.

Julie continued to kiss her husband and looked into his eyes with a horny expression. Sam finally said, “I bet Frank would like to get a closer look at you in your little babydoll, would you get up and dance for your new boyfriend?” Julie gave him another kiss and replied, “Honey, Frank will want to do more than just dance.” Sam kissed her shoulder again and replied, “Honey, I think Frank will definitely want to fuck you tonight.” Oh no, what on earth was he saying here? Sam wasn’t sure herself what he had just said.

Julie replied, “Do you want Frank to do it?”

Julie slowly increased the pressure and speed of her movements, creating an electric energy between them. Her movements became more intense, her warm flesh sliding over the fabric of his pants, satisfying her own lust and his at the same time.

Sam could feel every contour, every seismic movement of her body. His hands gripped tighter, his fingers digging lightly into her soft skin as she pressed her wet, supple vulva against his crotch. The hot, wet pressure was unbearably arousing for both of them.

Frank, who was watching everything, knew that he had finally done it, the trap was about to snap shut.

Sam swallowed hard, his mind completely clouded, and said, “Honey, I get really turned on now thinking about Frank fucking you with his black cock. From now on, I want you to decide when you want to fuck Frank. You never have to ask my permission because I love knowing that you are being satisfied. If you’re horny and want to feel a big cock inside you, then I think you should fuck him as often as you want.”

These words linger, not only in Sam but also in Julie.

“So everything Frank and Becky told me about Sam is true ... He really wants it ... I will fulfill his wish, I want him to be happy and I don’t want to stand in his way ... no matter how I feel about it...” Julie thought to herself, drifting more and more into her own world.

Sam looked at Frank and said, “Frank, you have my permission to fuck Julie anytime she allows it because I love her very much and want her to be happy.” Julie kissed her husband’s face and said, “Honey, what about you? Do you still want to have sex with me or would you rather watch Frank make love to me?”

Sam had to think about this question, they hadn’t had sex for several days and the last few days had made him incredibly horny. Finally he remembered something he had seen in the videos and answered almost automatically:

“Honey, it makes me incredibly horny to see you with your boyfriend, and I want you to be hot and fresh for him when he’s here. I’ll only fuck you if you or Frank let me.” With those words, it was there again. That incredible tingling in the tip of his cock, which he usually only knew from the videos.

Julie was surprised by Sam’s answer after all, she remembered the manual and said, “Honey, would it be even more exciting for you if I only allowed Frank to make this decision?” She moaned softly, her breaths quickened, and her body instinctively moved on his crotch. She arched her back, pressed her breasts against Sam’s chest and let her head fall back. Her mane of straight, blonde hair fell like a waterfall over her shoulders and his hands.

Sam swallowed his pride and looked at Frank before answering. “Frank, I’m going to wait until I have your permission to fuck my wife, and I’m going to do it when you’re not here.” Frank exploded inwardly with pride. Another white couple made his property, he thought to himself.

“Oh Sam, this is just the beginning for you,” he grinned to himself.

Julie continued to kiss Sam’s face and whispered. “Honey, Frank told me that would excite you because most men love it, and I’m sure he’ll allow you to fuck me when he’s not here.” Frank could hear Julie whispering and also heard what she had just said to Sam. He sat there with a grin on his face, knowing that the fun of this swinger relationship had just begun.

“Let’s dance in celebration!” said Frank, laughing energetically. Julie then broke away from her husband, her hot red love cleft clearly aroused. “Come on Sam, some music!” said Frank.

Sam was busy starting the music on the machine so that his wife Julie could dance seductively for her boyfriend Frank. He selected a song and started the player, watching as Julie began to sway her quasi-naked hips to the beat of the music. Julie wiggled her hips while her back was turned to Frank, who was looking intently at her ass. Frank unbuttoned his shirt, perhaps because he was hot to see Julie like this, or because he was getting ready for the end of the evening.

Her body swayed with a natural elegance that Sam’s eyes could hardly take their eyes off. Her long legs flexed smoothly, her hips gyrated in a hypnotic motion, and her arms framed her body gracefully as her hair danced in the air.

She had nothing on under the babydoll, her naked skin shone through the babydoll in the soft light of the room. Sam’s gaze wandered admiringly over her body, lingering on her graceful breasts, the tips of which jiggled seductively with every movement she made. But it was her crotch that particularly caught his attention.

Julie’s mons veneris was smooth and neatly shaved, her golden pubic hair neatly trimmed. Her outer labia were gently rounded and slightly open, revealing a glimpse of the delicate pink labia minora hidden beneath. Her vulva shimmered slightly, indicating that her excitement was rising as she danced.

She gyrated her hips and her movements became more flirtatious, bolder. Her vulva moved to the rhythm of the music, opening minimally with each step, with each movement, creating an electrifying sight. Sam’s eyes followed each of these movements, the way her inner labia became slightly visible as her hips swayed, and the play of light and shadow on her moist skin. Sam’s heart raced as he watched his blonde wife dance for her black friend. Sam had a good view of his wife as she danced close to Frank, who began to unbutton his pants. She gave him some room to take off his pants and ended up standing there in just a skimpy thong. Sam stared at Frank, because he had really never paid attention to the man’s physique and thought Frank reminded him of one of those bodybuilders on TV. Frank had a large muscular chest, big arms, a narrow waist and massive legs.

The white thong he was wearing was made of a thin material and his black skin could be seen through the material. Frank was known as the best built of all the black men in the club and he was proud to hold that title.

Julie was now dancing close to Sam, smiling as she shook her hips and raised her arms above her head. Sam thought how she resembled an exotic dancer. Julie danced close to him and Sam took her babydoll and pulled it over her head and threw it on the floor without Julie missing a beat of the music. Julie’s beautiful breasts jiggled as she moved and her nipples brushed Sam’s face. Sam made a bold move and held Julie’s waist as her hips moved. Sam’s cock was so hard as he felt his wife move in his hands as he held her waist just above her hips. Sam’s cock pulsed as he thought about what he was going to do. Julie continued to dance as Sam slowly pushed his wife back to Frank. His eyes met Frank’s and he nodded slightly, offering his wife to the big black man.

Frank stretched his arms around Julie’s waist, placed one hand on her stomach and clasped her breast with the other. Sam kissed his wife passionately as he pressed Julie against Frank’s lap.

Julie’s body continued to sway to the music as she touched Frank’s face with her arms outstretched behind her body above her head as he kissed her bare shoulder. The song ended and Julie turned her head and kissed Frank on the lips, pausing for almost a minute as Sam watched and their tongues invaded each other’s mouths. Sam got a kick out of watching his wife, his imagination jumping all over the place as he watched them kiss and Frank’s hand squeeze her breasts with his jet black hand. Sam thought how Frank resembled a huge black man with a small white woman on his lap. Frank had been right when he said that Sam would be excited to savor his new life to the fullest because his cock felt like it was going to explode at any moment.

Julie took Frank’s hand and Sam was surprised when she reached out her other hand and gave it to him as Julie led both men into the bedroom together behind her. In the bedroom, Sam let go of Julie’s hand as they kissed. Julie now turned to Frank and her fingers trembled slightly as they approached the thin fabric of Frank’s thong. She gripped the material with her slender fingers and slowly pulled it down. The thong stretched reluctantly before finally releasing Frank’s massive black penis, which sprang to freedom with a convincing plop.

Julie held the massive cock in her tiny hand and stroked it, the thickness and length were overwhelming; the dark skin was flawless, smooth and shone slightly under the soft room light. The veins running down the shaft added an extra dimension of strength and masculinity. Julie’s small hand seemed almost paltry compared to the gigantic cock she was now holding.

Sam, who was watching the scene with bated breath, felt a mixture of astonishment and excitement rising within him. His gaze wandered between the imposing sight of Frank’s cock and the expression on his wife’s face, who suddenly felt very small and fragile next to this impressive piece of manhood.

Sam’s eyes followed the path of Julie’s hand as she gripped Frank’s cock tenderly and firmly at the same time, her fingers unable to fully encircle the girth. He swallowed hard, feeling the throbbing of his own arousal intensify in his pants as he looked at the cock that now stood open and present before him, ready for any atrocity on his wife.

The contrast was almost surreal: Frank’s jet-black skin against Julie’s snow-white fingers, the length and thickness of his cock against her petite hand. Sam’s feeling of excitement was complemented by a tingle of humility and admiration. He could hardly take his eyes off the huge penis pulsating in front of him, its impressive size almost intimidating. Julie moved her hand slowly and tenderly up and down the shaft, as if she wanted to feel and admire every inch of Frank’s manhood. Sam couldn’t help but imagine the huge cock disappearing inside his wife, and that image made his own desire grow even stronger.

Frank now spoke to the astonished Sam and said: “Sam, go to my closet and bring me the little blue box you see near my shoes.”

Sam picked up the small box and took it to Frank, who was now sitting next to his wife on the bed. Frank gave Julie the small box and said, “Open it and look inside, but don’t show Sam what’s inside yet.”

Sam watched Julie closely as she opened the box and peered inside, tilting it so that he couldn’t see. Sam could tell from the look on his wife’s face that she had an idea what was in the box.

Julie finally looked at Frank and said, “How do you use that?”

Frank leaned over and whispered in Julie’s ear, explaining how each of the objects in the box worked. Sam saw Julie look down at his crotch in his pants, gently close the lid of the box, lie down on the bed and say, “Sam, would you like to undress and join us on the bed?”

Sam didn’t hesitate and took off his clothes and waited until they stopped kissing and caressing each other. Julie patted the bed right next to her and indicated that she wanted Sam to lie down on the bed. Julie kissed her husband and said, “Frank brought a new toy for us and he wanted to try it out on you to see if it would fit. I’ve never seen anything like it before, so we’ll have to let him explain how it works and what we need to do.”

Julie was very naive and had no idea what Frank had brought with him, even after Frank had explained the purpose to Julie. Even less did she know what downward spiral she was now setting in motion.

Frank started giving Sam instructions and said, “Sam, we’ll start with you getting a bowl of ice and a towel and bringing it back here.”

He was a little taken aback and hesitated for a moment before he started to move and jumped out of bed again, his erect member showing him the way.

As he left the room, he could still see in the corner of his eye how Frank was apparently instructing Julie.

His erect member stood out stiffly from his body and pulsed slightly with every heartbeat. The skin of his penis was taut and the veins stood out prominently, emphasizing its full length and hardness. The head of his glans shimmered slightly with moisture, an indication of his high level of arousal.

His testicles hung heavy and taut between his legs, but only rocked gently back and forth as he walked. The movements of his thighs made them slap lightly against his thighs, a soft, repetitive sound that could be heard clearly with every step he took. Each step he took made his testicles sway up and down slightly, following the natural motion of his walk.

Sam moved through the dark hallway and the cool air of the house intensified the feeling of nakedness and arousal. He felt the coldness of the floor beneath his bare feet.

Once in the kitchen, Sam searched for the necessary utensils. As he did so, he noticed the reflection of his own body in the shiny surface of the fridge. He saw his erect cock standing in full glory in front of his body and the heavy testicles swaying gently back and forth underneath. The scene only added to the feeling of surreality and mounting arousal he was feeling at the moment.

“There’s a strange man lying in our marital bed and I can hardly contain myself with lust, what’s going on?” he said quietly to himself.