It actually happened… (part 2)

I know this story isn’t exciting in terms of there being a lot of hardcore fucking and cucking, but these are 100% true accounts of what has happened. So, here we go for part 2… / The events I wrote about in my initial post all happened in 2017. Unlike fictitious stories you may read on other websites, we did not immediately run back to my fantasy when we were both horny again. It was more than, “post nut clarity,” for both of us. We were aided in the fact that for a stretch of time, we were both very busy with work, and so we had little time to dwell on fresh emotional struggles. However, as I talked about in the end of my initial post, work did slow down, and we did fall back into a normal routine-- in terms of not being busy 14 hours a day with work. We ended up having some heart to heart talks about what happened, our feelings about what happened, and desires going forward. This was definitely a weird time for us as we went through a stretch for a few months where things were emotional for us.

Unfortunately for me, Rachel was done with the idea of cucking me, or indulging that fantasy. Rachel explained that due to her sheltered and religious upbringing, she felt incredibly guilty about what she did. She is naturally a horny person, not quite a nymphomaniac by any means, but she is no where near a prude. She chalked it up to a lapse in morals and judgement. She explained that because we had not been intimate due to being busy with work that the attention she received from Jack constantly and couple that with me encouraging her to do it all the time she was able to justify it in the moment. Selfishly, I was upset, but I knew that my fantasy meant nothing in the face of our actual relationship and family, thus I knew it was the right thing to do and accepted her answer. After all, she actually did try it for me, I had videos to look back on, and could always read more stories online and just imagine it was Rachel.

However, one thing I was not aware of, at the time, was that Jack and Rachel had exchanged phone numbers due to work. Being the operations manager, she had to stay in contact with facility manager she worked with-- Jack being one. During our heart to heart, she mentioned they had to exchange numbers and she showed me her phone/text messages. I am not sure if she wanted me to read her texts because she still felt guilty, or something, but I read them and saw that Jack was definitely instigating. Jack would text Rachel a couple of times a week with mixed reasoning. Some of the texts were work related, and Rachel would respond to them and take care of what he needed for work, but there were times where Jack would text Rachel outside of work hours with, “hey, how’re you?” kind of text messages-- obviously trying to form a more friendly relationship that was not work related. Rachel did chat with him a bit, but any time it looked like he was starting to get flirty, Rachel would stop and essentially ghost him. Even though I had my cucking fantasy, it did give me relief to see that she was not going behind my back, and was staying loyal.

After going through a few emotional months, we did indeed slip back into a normal routine in terms of no more emotions or guilt about what happened. Once I began to feel that we were both perfectly fine again, I did begin to probe some. After all, I had two videos of my wife, a sweet, and religious mother of two deep throating what looked like a 8 or 9 inch cock, that was not her husband, and her swallowing his whole load. It blew my mind because she was not normally one to give head often, let alone swallow. I don’t mean to harp on it, but due to her conservative upbringing, and the very conservative area we live in, I just never saw it coming. I asked Rachel why Jack and she essentially summed it up to that it was taboo and the wrongness of it all essentially added more fuel to her fire. She confessed that she had checked him out at work before and had seen the outline of his cock in his jeans and it would turn her on to see how big he was in comparison to me. I am about 5 inches and average girth. But it turned her on to see the outline of his cock that, as she explained was, “obviously thicker and longer,” than mine.

I wanted to be very gentle with my probing, and careful not to push too far as I was afraid it could push her back into an emotional state of guilt, self-loathing, and push her further away from the idea-- I had the tiniest bit of hope that maybe she would be open to it again one day, but I knew it would have to be her wanting it to happen and not me.

Unfortunately, not many exciting things happened in our life for a while. Rachel went to work as normal, due to her assistant handling Jack’s facility now, there were no more texts about him flirting with her, and she never expressed any interest in trying anything again-- let alone with anyone else. At this point, giving Jack a blowjob happened about a year ago, and I had pretty much let the idea of her being some kind of porn star for me leave my mind. However, that all eventually changed. Rachel and I were invited to a family friend’s house one Saturday. During this get together, Rachel wore a nice top that she knows I enjoy because it is a V-neck cut that gives a nice glimpse into her cleavage. She also wore a pair of tight yoga pants that hugged her curvy ass nicely-- they always drove me wild. One thing about this particular pair of yoga pants is that they did not have pockets. Thus, she asked me to keep her phone in my pocket, which I did as this was a normal thing for us. Her phone case acted as her wallet with a sleeve on the back of her phone where she kept her cards and driver’s license so she never carried an actual purse. It is also worth mentioning that I am sort of a nerd with OCD and I just hate when people don’t close their apps on their phone. Rachel teases me about it because as soon as I am done on my phone I always close every app I have opened. When we are going somewhere and she is driving, my OCD will sometimes get to me and I’ll close her apps too-- she laughs and teases me about it, but it just bugs me lol.

This get together was going well. People were hanging out inside, and there were more people hanging out in the back yard. Our host was grilling delicious food and everyone was engaged in conversation. I was standing next to Rachel talking to Rachel’s friend when I told her that I needed to go to the bathroom and would be right back. I went to the bathroom, closed and locked the door, and did my business. While there, I felt a bunch of vibrations going off in my pocket. I pulled out my phone and did not see any notifications. Then, I pulled out Rachel’s phone and noticed a bunch of notifications from various different games she plays and a few facebook/twitter notifications. I left her notifications there, but decided she probably had all of her apps open and I wanted to just close them all. Yes, I know this sounds weird, but it really is my OCD. I began closing her apps, and then I suddenly stopped. As I was about to close her web browsing app, I got quite a shock when I saw that she had recently been looking at porn. This was a shock in itself as Rachel normally did not look at porn-- she got all of her sexual satisfaction from me-- or so I thought. My curiosity got the better of me and I looked at the page she was on recently and even went back a few pages to see what she had been looking at before. To my shock, Rachel had been looking at a lot of interracial porn. I saw pages and videos of BBC fucking white women hardcore and raw.

My mind went into an absolute whirlwind. The more I looked, the harder I got. I saw her search history consisted of, “Black dicks for white chicks,” “BBC raw,” “Blacked. com” and a few others. Automatically, this reignited my fantasy. For the first time in a while, I truly felt like there might be a path back to my fantasy. I quickly close the rest of her apps and made my way back to her at the party. The rest of the evening I tried to contain myself as much as humanly possible. I eventually talked her into leaving a bit early under the guise of needing to get our children to bed-- it was around 8:30 pm after all. I was the designated driver as I hate drinking, but Rachel does enjoy having a few seltzers. On our way home, I could tell she had a decent buzz going, and I quickly formulated a plot for some amazing sex that evening. Once we got home, we put our children to bed, and retreated to our bedroom. Once we were in our bedroom, all bets were off. I quickly started undressing Rachel, kissing her neck, kissing her chest, and nibbling her ears. I was essentially hammering the buttons I knew to press to get her going. When Rachel has a decent buzz, I know that means she gets horny, and she wants it rough. Normally, I do not do rough sex often, but tonight was obviously different. As we were well into having sex, I pulled both arms over her head and held them there, and she wrapped her legs around me. While thrusting, I got close to her ear and quietly said, “I bet if this were a big black cock fucking your little white pussy right now you’d be going crazy.” Instantly, I felt her get so much wetter around my cock. It was like I squirted lube straight into her pussy. She began moaning louder and louder, and I kept talking, saying similar things over and over. “I know you like black cock.” “I know you love sucking on big thick dick.” “I bet if Jack were here you’d let him breed your pussy like a good slut.” After I said that last line, she began cumming incredibly hard and drenched our bed in her juices.

When we were finished and were both laying there, coming down from cloud nine, I confessed to her that I saw the porn she had been looking at. She was really embarrassed and asked what I thought. I told her she had absolutely zero reason to be embarrassed, and that we just had some of the best sex of our lives because of it. I asked her how long she had been looking at porn like that and she explained a few months, and that it doesn’t happen often. She explained that sometimes when I am not home, she has gotten horny and started looking at porn and masturbates. She explained that one time while scrolling through some videos an interracial video popped up, her curiosity got the better of her, and she watched it. She told me that it indeed reminded her of Jack and so she got into interracial and when she would masturbate, she would think of Jack. Upon hearing this, I could not help myself and I had to have her again right then and there.

We had some pretty hard core sex right on the spot where I kept saying similar lines as before and it drove her into another intense orgasm. When we were done with our second, what I could only describe as fuck session, she admitted that she did like interracial porn, but she did not want me to get my hopes up. Rachel explained that it was indeed hot to fantasize and now talk, about because it was so wrong and taboo, but it was not worth the guilt she felt after blowing Jack. I reminded her that I support any decision she makes 100% and that my fantasy was not worth losing our family over. On the outside, I definitely did what I think any good husband should do and that is support their spouse’s decisions. However, my mind was going a thousand miles per hour and I did start to think about the possibility of her exploring another man again.

**If you have made it this far without losing interest, I want to say thank you. I am nervous as I write this and could NEVER let anyone we know in real life know about what we have done, but It is amazing to finally get it out. It seemed like folks wanted more after the first post, and I hope the interest is still there. If so, I’ll keep sharing our story. BTW, I know it is a bit hard to follow the timeline, but this all started way back in 2017. Finding her porn on her phone happened in probably late 2018, or early 2019 (my mind is foggy after everything that has happened). I’ll post part 3 later today or tomorrow. Thank you all again!