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I have tried to recall as much detail as possible as I know that many of you out there appreciate this, however I do not remember it all as I was pretty tired by the end and I have primarily written this for hubby to enjoy. Forgive me if some detail is jumbled or if I gloss over bits.

Also there weren't many pictures taken during the weekend and those that J & I did take were on mobile phones and mostly are not very good quality – sorry folks!


Well I decided to accept J's (my bull) invitation to go away for the weekend with him to meet up with some of his old college friends and their partners.

I had some very specific instructions before we went:

1. Not to have sex or masturbate for the two weeks beforehand
2. To wear my wedding rings
3. To tell anyone who asked that my cuckold hubby was at home with the kids and knew I was with my black lover
4. To wear skirts or dresses but no jeans or trousers
5. To wear stockings or hold ups at all times
6. To remember that I belonged to J for the duration

Friday

In the morning hubby helped me get ready by shaving my pussy leaving a just little of my bush above my opening. He helped to choose my outfits, lingerie and stockings taking care to pick out things that he thought J would like.

I teased him that it might not just be J who saw my panties & bras which made him really hard and he wanted to fuck me but I told him I was probably going to be well screwed over the next 48 hours. Anyway J had already had to speak to him during the week to remind him that J owned my pussy and that he had forbidden me sex for the two weeks run up. I needed to save myself for my bull and what was to come, after all I was his property for the next few days and not hubby's. Naturally he was disappointed but he understood that he had to accept the situation.

Hubby chose a matching black bra & panties with black hold ups. Even though I was wearing hold ups I like the security of a suspender belt as well. Over the top I wore a black short skirt, jumper and black suede boots which he said that this was my 'going away outfit'.

J picked me up mid morning and we drove to a hotel in the North of England arriving early afternoon. When we booked in I was embarrassed as J used our real names. Mr J H....... & Mrs Helen B....... The receptionist tried not to change expression but I could tell that she was curious.

We went straight up to the room, flung our cases on the bed and turned to face each other. J asked “Did you follow my instructions?”, I nodded ' Good” he said “remember I own you, you are to do as you're told, now take off your clothes & boots but keep your underwear on.” Slowly he motioned me forward and kissed me, I could feel his cock pressed hard against my pelvis and I let my hand drop to massage his growing erection inside his pants. It had been two very long weeks without relief and I was more than ready to be satisfied. I sank to my knees and undid his belt and fly to release his gorgeous cock. I sucked his shaft for a long time, licking his penis from base to tip and fondling his balls. I paid special attention to his silky smooth helmet, tasting his pre cum as it started to ooze out. Eventually he laid me on my back and eased down my panties and proceeded to lap at my sopping wet pussy. It only took a few minutes before I came but he carried on and soon brought me to the edge of another orgasm. I needed him to fill my aching pussy, so I pulled him up on top of me and grabbed his cock to get it inside. He started slowly teasing me with the tip of his dick, making me cream like mad for about 10 minutes. Eventually I could take it no longer and I grabbed his arse and shoved his rock hard shaft into my pussy. I came again almost instantly, shuddering hard but he continued to pound me with his beautiful cock. We fucked for the next 2 hours or so. He did me in the doggy position, missionary, cowgirl fashion and from behind side by side. He made me cum a three times and filled me with two loads of his thick sticky cream that afternoon. The sex was incredible and this was just the start.

It was now early evening and we were running late to meet his friends down at the bar . I quickly put my clothes back on with some fresh panties and tidied myself up.

Downstairs in the bar his friends had started to gather. There was a mixture of white, black & mixed couples and three singles – two men, one white the other black and a black girl. There were several other halves that were new to the crowd as I was, so I didn't feel out of place.

The conversation flowed freely and J introduced me as his girl friend. A number of the women looked vaguely surprised as I'm pretty sure they had all noticed my rings.

At dinner I was sat between Sarah, the white girlfriend of one of J's black mates, and another black mate of J's called Phil who was there on his own. During the meal Sarah asked me if I was divorced as she knew I wasn’t J’s wife. I mumbled a bit but then J leaned over and said “She’s left her little dick white hubby at home so she can get some real man inside her”. I was mortified and I think Sarah was a little taken aback. The conversation on the rest of the table stopped and everyone looked at me and J and I went bright red. After a moment of silence the conversation picked up again and Sarah and I carried on talking. She told me she understood the attraction to black men, after all she had chosen black over white for the same reasons, so she wasn't fazed by my revelation. But she did question me closely on how a cuckolding relationship worked and what my husband got out of it. I told her that he got off on me being pleasured by a BBC and that he knew that J could take me places that he doesn't. We talked about the attraction of black men in general and she told me that many of her girlfriends were black curious as well but were afraid to try. I was aware that some of the others were listening in but no one made any comment. The rest of the evening passed with casual conversation and plenty of drinks. At about 1am the group drifted away and J & I retired.

I was so turned on by the evening, knowing that most of the crowd had either heard J’s comment, my conversation with Sarah or must have guessed by now that I was married to another but with J for the weekend. I realised that I liked the buzz of being 'owned' and of being out on display.

I was really turned on and my panties were soaking with my juices and J's cum from earlier in the day. As soon as we got back into the room J pressed me up against the wardrobe and shoved his hand up my skirt and rubbed my pussy through my panties. He kissed me forcefully whilst his fingers slipped past my knickers and into my waiting vagina. He started talking dirty to me saying things like “you liked it that they knew you were married didn't you?, it makes you hot knowing that your bull is going to service you and you want it so bad you don’t care that all those prim and proper wives know.” He was right, I didn’t care I just needed him and right then.

Clothes were thrown around the room as we rushed to get at each other and I needed his tool like I never have before. He pinched, sucked and licked my nipples while I grabbed him with both hands and stroked his rock hard cock. He moved his hands round behind me and slipped them under my arse cheeks, lifting me up until the tip of his cock was nudging at my slippery hole. Then he lowered me back down until he had impaled me fully on his stiff tool while I wrapped my legs around his back. Using his big hands he bounced me up and down, stretching my tight snatch with his thick weapon whilst I hung on to his neck. I can't begin to describe how that felt – he was so deep and I yelled out loud as I had an earth shattering orgasm. We then moved to the bed where we continued to fuck for about an hour and a half. In the end we both came while he was doing me doggy style but then I ran out of steam, collapsed and fell asleep.

There are a few pictures from friday attached

If there is interest I will try to write some more about Saturday & Sunday later

xxHelen