Jenni and Roy were about to enter the bedroom when they suddenly stopped. She muttered something to him that I barely caught, then she turned and offered me a condom sheath.
I took the sheath from her, puzzled by whatever she meant. “What’s this for, Jen?”
“That’s for you, Carl,” she explained. “Once we get in here, that’s what you’re going to be wearing.”
Roy was already laughing before he spoke. “That means ain’t no pussy waiting for you inside, white boy. At least not until I’m done fucking.”
Jenni laughed along with him while I looked at them, dumbfounded and perplexed by what they considered humorous. I wanted to laugh except I felt like a fool holding the condom in my hand.
It was my misfortunate that I couldn’t turn back time to when they first hooked up with each other. Back to three weeks ago when I first introduced Roy to my girlfriend, Jenni. It was the same night that I shared with him our bedroom kink about us wanting to indulge in a threesome. Roy accepted my invitation and our relationship had transpired well from there with him being a perfect fit with Jenni, who equally found him attractive. It wasn’t often that we got to deliberate about our individual desire towards Roy. It’s such a rare feat when we share such unwavering attraction for someone.
Never did I suspect tonight would mark a change in our threesome relationship. The fact that Jenni was handing me a condom bothered me that they had both been planning towards this event that I have been clueless about.
I sighed and muttered ‘whatever’ under my breath, then tore through the sheath as we entered the room.
A huge part of being a cuckold, for me at least, is the power exchange. I would definitely wear it. It would signify to both my wife and her bull that I have willingly and graciously accepted my new position in the sexual hierarchy of our relationship. The fact that my wife cut me off from her pussy for the sake of other men does not make a difference.
I guess this the moment a threesome (or the perception its a threesome anyway) inevitably changes to a cuckold relationship. You often hear husbands claim they are not a cuck with whatever excuse they add to it. Some may be a true reflection, most I think just can't face up to the definition they want to think they have an equal involvement which is fair enough if thats what they need. However its moments like this that break through any delusion and define the husband/partner as a true cuck for all to accept (reluctant or otherwise). For many its a natural progression and for many wives and for many (particularly black) lovers it is, once it becomes regular certainly when there is a more committed and important connection, a very important factor to tie the bond between them so that its under their control and not a suddenly jealous husband getting cold feet as to how it develops. And of course for many it is a natural heightening of the arousal from the experience.
I would wear the condom. It would not be necessary for me since I very rarely can cum. I usually just leak pre-cum and that my wife will most likely not want me to try to fuck her because she gets zero pleasure from my whie teenie weenie.
if my wife (or girl fiend) was about to go into a bedroom with a Black Man with the intention of getting fucked by His Black Cock, and i was there to just watch or provide cleanup duties or fluffer preparation of her or Him, and i was also going to be naked, i would DEFINITELY follow their instructions and put the condom on my small white penis.
A huge part of being a cuckold, for me at least, is the power exchange. I would definitely wear it. It would signify to both my wife and her bull that I have willingly and graciously accepted my new position in the sexual hierarchy of our relationship. The fact that my wife cut me off from her pussy for the sake of other men does not make a difference.
I guess this the moment a threesome (or the perception its a threesome anyway) inevitably changes to a cuckold relationship. You often hear husbands claim they are not a cuck with whatever excuse they add to it. Some may be a true reflection, most I think just can't face up to the definition they want to think they have an equal involvement which is fair enough if thats what they need. However its moments like this that break through any delusion and define the husband/partner as a true cuck for all to accept (reluctant or otherwise). For many its a natural progression and for many wives and for many (particularly black) lovers it is, once it becomes regular certainly when there is a more committed and important connection, a very important factor to tie the bond between them so that its under their control and not a suddenly jealous husband getting cold feet as to how it develops. And of course for many it is a natural heightening of the arousal from the experience.
I would wear the condom. It would not be necessary for me since I very rarely can cum. I usually just leak pre-cum and that my wife will most likely not want me to try to fuck her because she gets zero pleasure from my whie teenie weenie.
if my wife (or girl fiend) was about to go into a bedroom with a Black Man with the intention of getting fucked by His Black Cock, and i was there to just watch or provide cleanup duties or fluffer preparation of her or Him, and i was also going to be naked, i would DEFINITELY follow their instructions and put the condom on my small white penis.