An Interracial Creampie Cuckold Story

I had the world by the balls. I had a great job, amazing friends, and a gorgeous wife. Every day seemed like a permanent vacation. Then it all came crashing down. I came home to find my wife sitting in the living room talking to an 18 year old intern from my office. The intern was sobbing and my wife had been crying, too. Staci was pregnant, and she told my wife I was the only one who could be the father. On the table were a couple of home pregnancy tests. I never emailed or text messaged or anything that could prove anything. I was careful, so I denied everything and insisted Staci get the hell out or else I would call the police.
My wife then started screaming at me hysterically. Staci buried her head into her arms. The next thing I saw was a mini video camera which my wife stuck in my face. The video was actually clear, and on the bottom right of the screen you could see Staci giving me oral sex. I rolled my eyes. Why in the hell would she record this shit? I told my wife that it didn’t mean anything, and then Staci got hysterical. “I loved you, asshole. We were going to get married once your divorce was finalized. You were never getting a divorce. You lied to me.” She was still wailing as I left the house and jumped into my car. My wife came running out of the house and threw a Coke can at my car which landed in the middle of the cul-de-sac. The neighbors got a nice little show that day.
I checked into a hotel and started damage control. My work was more than helpful. I wasn’t the first that dipped into the intern pool, and I would surely not be the last. Staci was given a permanent job in the company, and thankfully she would later get an abortion. My wife wasn’t so easy to smooth over. She insisted on counseling, and my office insisted on counseling as well. After all, they wanted me to pay a small price for my lack of discretion. The counseling was painful, but I knew all the right words to say. So, we eventually got back together, but my wife was ‘emotionally scarred’ as she would call it.
Naturally, I couldn’t stay out of the henhouse. And of all the girls I could have chosen, I went back to Staci. She was so wrong for me on so many levels that I couldn’t resist. A few “I love you’s” and I was back in her pants. This time, I made sure there was no camera…ever! This girl was so impressionable and so pleasing that I got her to give me anal sex, oral sex, and anything else devious that my mind could come up with. There wasn’t anything I could do or say wrong with her. Since she was new to an adult sexual relationship, I could mold her into my wildest desires.
Still I always let her know upfront that I wouldn’t be leaving my wife anytime soon, but I would stay committed to Staci for as long as she would have me. It was a strange relationship that ended with a set-up. Staci and I were at her apartment during lunch. She managed to let my wife know when and where and left the door unlocked. I heard the door open but assumed it was her roommate. In walked my wife with Staci on top of me in a 69 position. I couldn’t move her away fast enough. My wife walked over and slapped me across my ear, and screamed the whole time as she was leaving. Staci looked at me with a wicked look of pleasure across her face and then ordered me to leave which I did.
I figured if I got out of it once, I could smooth my wife over again. She was as much into living in comfort as I was and must have known a divorce would end it for both of us. She wouldn’t speak to me that night or the next night. About the third night, we finally had a civil discussion. I suggested counseling. She said she needed to work things out on her own. I told her I would be there for as long as she needed. Staci was cool at work. She kept her mouth shut. Her job was way better than she should have ever had to begin with and she didn’t want to jeopardize it. Plus, she seemed satisfied with her vengeance on me.
The fifth night I came home to the surprise of my life. I walked in with my usual swagger and confidence to meet two big black guys in my house. I reached for my cell phone as I started to quickly walk to the door, when I heard my wife call out to me. Everything was fine. We weren’t being robbed. She said that these were a couple of guys working on the plumbing. They were well-dressed, and even though they hadn’t spoken a word, they looked clean-cut and educated. Something didn’t add up. I asked her if we could talk and she said sure. I said in private, and she said no. I motioned toward our bedroom, and she finally changed her mind to talk in private. Or, so I thought. The black guys followed us into the bedroom.
Then my wife shocked the shit out of me. She started taking her clothes off in front of everyone. I was speechless, and I reached over and tried to pull the bedspread across her. Then one of the black guys finally spoke. He told me to relax. He said it in such a deep, stern manner, that I instantly dropped the sheet and stepped back. He then told me to strip down to my boxers. I finally got the courage to tell him to fuck off, and started to walk to the door. The other guy blocked my way, and the first guy firmly held me by my shoulder and guided me into my wife’s makeup chair. “Down to your boxers, now.” I got down to my t-shirt and boxers, and I was confused as hell. My wife never established eye contact with me once, and you could see pure deviousness in her expression.
She was down to her panties and bra and making suggestive poses as she was moving on the bed. She said, “Cal, come here.” Cal stood at the foot of the bed, and my wife moved over and sat directly in front of him. She said, “You getting this, Mario?” “Yeah.” Mario had the same video camera and started recording my wife undressing Cal. Just when I started to say something, Mario looked down at me in a menacing way. I sensed I was inches away from getting punched and beaten, so I shut up. Mario then said, “I thought I told you down to your boxers.” I kind of bowed my head, and then took my socks and t-shirt off.

Interracial Cuckold Story Wife Cleavage

Interracial Cuckold Story Wife Cleavage


The next time I looked up, my wife had Cal’s dick in her hand. She was still in her bra and panties with Cal’s big hands feeling under her bra. She slowly worked his penis in her hands. It was like a deep blue-black color with a light color head. The thing I remembered most was how thick it was. It looked deformed it was so thick. My wife commented, “Oh Calvin, it’s getting hard.” Within seconds, his dick was dripping with pre-cum. Cal liked what my wife was doing to him. By this time he stood my wife up in front of him, and used his teeth to pull her panties down to her ankles. She stepped out of them, and then he lifted her in the air, and gently positioned her over his penis. She slipped her hand around his girth and guided him in slowly. She winced and gasped a couple of times as he penetrated her. From my view, her pussy looked like it couldn’t get stretched any further.
Mario looked down at me and said, “Take off your shorts now.” I told him no. He said it again only this time I felt fear like I have never known. I took my shorts off, and out sprung my boner. Mario looked at my erection and then muttered, “Faggot.”
Cal took my wife standing up. He held her by her butt, and she had her arms draped over his shoulders. She was quivering and grunting like I never saw her before. Cal didn’t say a whole lot. Just primal grunts and deep noises as her ass slammed against his legs. He told her was going to cum, and she gripped his arms harder. Her nails dug into his black back as his balls constricted and started to pump gallons of cum into my wife. He barebacked her and then never pulled out. He laid her down on the bed with her legs crudely spread open revealing a thick creampie in the middle of my wife’s long legs. It started to ooze slowly out of her and then kind of stopped in a puddle in and around her labia.
I was disgusted and repulsed by what my beautiful wife had just done. I know it’s a double-standard, but it didn’t seem like such a big deal for me to cheat. Watching her getting fucked by a black guy was wrong. My wife then said, “Does Mario want a turn?” Mario said, “Hell yeah.” My wife asked me, “You think Mario should get a turn?” I was a beaten man. What was the difference if my wife got sex from a second black guy? I replied softly, “Yeah.”
Mario handed the camera to Cal, and then my wife started to disrobe him. He was already hard, and while his dick wasn’t as wide as Cal’s, it was still a hell of a lot bigger than mine. Mario then came over to me and grabbed me by the arm. He pushed me down between my wife’s legs, and told me to clean her out. The odor of Cal’s semen mixed with my wife’s juices repulsed me. I felt his big black hand push my face into my wife’s pussy. “Clean her pussy now!” So, I started licking. I was trying to lick around her pussy and not her creampie, but by now his sperm was everywhere between her legs and inner thighs. I kept focusing on not tasting or getting too close to her vagina, when suddenly I felt my knees push apart.
Mario got behind me in like a wrestling move. I felt his hand push my face in deeper to my wife’s pussy. My nose and lips were getting wet. Then I felt his dick pressing against my ass. I tried to look back but I felt the hand holding me down. I started to dry heave because of the sperm getting near my eyes. Before I could get a grip, Mario started pushing his dick inside me.
I’ve only ever been with women, and I tried to fight back. It was then I realized it wasn’t Mario holding me down. It was Cal. It was hopeless to fight them both. Mario kept spitting on his dick as he roughly penetrated me with my face still pressed between my wife’s legs. I didn’t scream or let them see me in any kind of pain. I just took it. Eventually Cal let go of my head, and I glanced up from between my wife’s legs to see her holding the video camera. I heard Cal comment on my hard-on. I had no control of my dick. I don’t know why it was hard.
Mario gripped me by my hips and just kept hammering away. Every now and then I felt him spread my ass cheeks apart and spit. After a few minutes, I was praying he would finish. I knew I couldn’t take much more. He finally started pumping harder and slower and then finally stopped pumping altogether. He started grunting as he held it inside me and I felt little spasms and throbbing inside me. A black man was cumming inside me while my face was planted between my wife’s legs with semen smeared all over it. “You want me to make him lick my dick clean?” Thank the heavens my wife mercifully said no. As they were leaving they told me if they found out I touched my wife, they would physically take care of me and the tape would be on the internet the next day.
When they left, I got up and walked over to the shower. I had tears in my eyes and blood dripping from between my legs as I showered off the dried cum on my face. When my wife came into the shower, she hugged me from behind. I wanted to push her away, but I couldn’t. I needed to be close to her also. I made myself stop crying, and I tried to be strong. I didn’t want her to see the tears. She didn’t say she was sorry, but I got the impression maybe she was. I took the day off from work and just watched TV.
Around noon, the doorbell rang. It was Cal. He tossed me a copy of the tape. He made sure I knew it was just a copy. He then took my wife inside the bedroom and proceeded to have loud sex with her for the next hour or so. When they came out, my wife was wearing a t-shirt and no panties. She was walking like she was bow-legged. She sat down on the couch next to me, and I caught the smell of their sex instantly. Cal kissed her on the lips goodbye and said, “Clean her up, please.” I kind of had my head bowed, but I half-way acknowledged him. “Now,” he said, “unless you need Mario to help.”
Interracial Cuckold Story Wife in Bed

Interracial Cuckold Story Wife in Bed


I got on my knees between my wife’s legs, and this time I gave her oral sex like when we first started dating. I lapped up Cal’s semen. I washed my wife’s labia, vagina, and thighs with my tongue and mouth. I heard the door close as Cal left, and I still kept licking away. I was defeated. I actually brought my wife to an orgasm. She gave me a slight smile and then tossed me a condom. She rolled over doggie style on the edge of the couch. I looked at her engorged, freshly licked pussy, and then I looked down at my erection. I was worried Cal might come back, but I needed this. I slipped the condom on, and I glided almost too easy into my wife. Cal really spread her wide down there. I came literally in seconds. It was demoralizing how fast I came. My wife shot me a pathetic glance and asked, “Did you? Already?” I just pulled out and went to the bathroom to clean up.
Thankfully, Mario hasn’t come back for seconds. Cal, however, is now almost a fixture in our bedroom. When he spends the night, I have to sleep at the foot of the bed for when I am needed to service or clean my wife. I usually sleep with my face closer to her feet. It’s creepy the other way.
I still have my great job. The interns don’t look at me the way they used to. I always feel like Staci knows something about my situation, too. I still have my gorgeous wife, except I have to share her with her black boyfriend. I use the word ‘share’ in the most unfair sense of the word. Cal owns my wife, and I rarely get to be with her like a real husband, but we are still married and care for each other in a weird sort of way. Even though I would never admit it to anyone, I know deep down that I am a cuckold in every sense of the word. Cal and my wife have me by the balls. That’s my cuckold story.

10 Responses to “An Interracial Creampie Cuckold Story”

  1. awesome story had my hands in my pants reading it

  2. oh i was wondering if my wife would have done the same thing to me. what if she would make me lick her boyfriends asshole and tape it to show others! then she would blackmail me and make me lick her cum filled pussy n ass regularly and also her boyfriends penis.

  3. Mmmm…that is my fantasy! I’m alone in my office reading this and have already cum once and on my way to a second! Thanks for the great story!

  4. you guys are sick fucks. what kind of man wants to share his wife? yall dont deserve testicles

  5. My wife has brought me home plenty of cream pies to clean up. I have watched her fuck a lot of guys and even sucked and cleaned up a few of the guys as a good cuckold should but they never took over our bed room. We loved each other but I new that she needed more than I could give her so we “her and I together” came up with some rules. They were no cheating, we would always know what the other was doing all the time. I never needed another woman so it was all for her. After seven years I saw the signs of cheating she lied to me several times, then she came home with a cream pie when she didn’t think I was home. I love cream pies but not this one. She didn’t know that I new where she was so I had time to get some boxes and took all of her shit out of the house to the back yard. Turned off the water, when she got home she got undressed and got in to the shower and found no water got out and came back to the bed room to find me sitting on the bed. Standing in front of me with cum running down her legs and her pubs were all matted down with cum. Before she came back I took her clothes she was wearing to the back yard. All I told her was that she will be getting the papers to sign in the morning. Two months later we were devorced. She now has nothing but STDs, fat black guy that likes fake blonds with fat asses, beats her up if she doesn’t bring home enough money. We both agreed not to cheat so life is so much better for her now. lol

  6. I did forget to say that she left me with our two kids, even they did not want her. I now have two grand kids she has never seen.

  7. I can only fantasize about this shit. I’d loved to get fucked in the ass by BBC…eat black cum filled white pussy…suck black cock all day long. I’d even suck off a cuckboy. Damn I’m a worthless cunt, haha.

  8. dude dont be a bitch shes your wife not his. stick up for yourself not bow down. what happened to the viking in you jesus you are pathetic!

  9. Sexy wife slut

  10. I would have shot both of them guys where they stood the first time I saw them

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