My Dear Wife Luci - Part 8 BBC Added for My Wife Fantasy

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It took me two weeks to find the right man.
I didn’t want just anyone. I wanted someone who would push my wife to her absolute limits while still obeying my commands. After careful searching on exclusive BDSM forums and vetting several candidates, I found him.
His name was Darius.
He was 32, tall, heavily muscled, with dark skin and an intimidating presence. But what truly made him perfect was his cock. In the private photos he sent, it was massive - thick, veiny, and at least 10 inches long with a fat, bulbous head. A true black bull cock. He was experienced in BDSM, dominant by nature, but willing to follow my rules completely because he loved breaking married white women while their husbands watched and directed.
We met once for a drink to discuss details. He understood perfectly: I was in total control. He could fuck her hard, slap her, call her names, and use her holes, but every single action had to be approved by me. Safe word was “Red.” Aftercare would be handled only by me.
The night was set for Saturday.
I spent the entire day preparing Luci.
She was nervous and insanely horny at the same time. I made her do a full enema, shave every inch of her body smooth, and then edge herself three times without cumming. By evening, her pussy was swollen, dripping, and twitching with need.
At 8 PM sharp, I dressed her in nothing but her black leather collar, nipple clamps with the silver chain, and a pair of black high heels. I tied her wrists together behind her back and made her kneel in the center of the living room, blindfolded, waiting like a good fucktoy.
When the doorbell rang, Luci’s breathing became shaky.
I opened the door. Darius stepped inside, towering and powerful. Even I had to admit the man was impressive. He looked at my kneeling, naked wife and a slow, hungry smile spread across his face.
“She’s even more beautiful in person,” he said, his deep voice rumbling.
“She’s ready for us,” I replied. “But remember - I control how she’s used tonight.”
I removed Luci’s blindfold. The moment she saw Darius and the obvious huge bulge in his pants, her eyes widened and her thighs pressed together instinctively.
“Say hello to the man who’s going to help me destroy you tonight,” I ordered.
Luci’s voice trembled. “Hello, Sir…”
Darius chuckled. “You can call me Bull tonight, slut.”
I walked over and yanked the chain between her nipple clamps hard, making her cry out.
“Stand up and present yourself.”
Luci rose on shaky legs. I removed the clamps temporarily, only to slap her full tits hard several times until they turned bright red. Then I re-applied the clamps even tighter.
Darius watched with dark amusement as I led my wife to the bedroom.
We had prepared everything. The bed had restraints at all four corners. Extra ropes, lube, floggers, and the thick dildo were laid out neatly.
I pushed Luci onto her back and cuffed her wrists and ankles to the bedposts, spreading her wide open like a sacrifice. Her smooth pussy was already leaking onto the sheets.
I sat in the chair beside the bed, my cock already hard in my hand.
“Darius, warm her up. Use her mouth first.”
The big black man stripped slowly. When he pulled his cock out, Luci gasped loudly. It was even bigger in real life - thick, heavy, and rock hard, with a massive head that looked too big for her mouth.
Darius grabbed her head and slapped her face with his heavy cock several times.
“Open wide, married whore.”
He forced the head past her lips. Luci gagged instantly as he pushed deeper, stretching her jaw painfully. He didn’t go slow. He fucked her throat with long, deep strokes, his heavy balls slapping against her chin while she choked and drooled everywhere. Tears streamed down her face as mascara ran in black rivers.
While Darius face-fucked my wife, I stood up and tightened the nipple clamps even more, then slapped her clamped tits hard. Luci screamed around the massive black cock in her throat.
“Look at you,” I growled. “My beautiful wife choking on a big black cock like a cheap slut.”
After ten minutes of brutal throat training, Darius pulled out, strings of saliva connecting his cock to her gasping mouth.
I climbed onto the bed and straddled her chest. I slid my cock between her tits and started fucking them while Darius moved between her spread legs.
“Fuck her pussy,” I ordered. “Stretch my wife’s married cunt with that big black dick.”
Darius rubbed the fat head of his cock up and down her dripping slit, then pushed forward.
Luci screamed as her pussy stretched obscenely around his massive girth. Inch after thick inch disappeared into her until almost the entire length was buried inside her. Her belly visibly bulged from how deep and thick he was.
“Fuck… it’s too big!” she cried, her voice breaking.
I grabbed her throat with one hand and squeezed hard while Darius started pounding her.
He fucked her with powerful, brutal strokes - long, deep thrusts that made her entire body jolt. The sound of his heavy balls slapping against her ass filled the room. I kept choking her, watching her face turn red while her pussy was destroyed by the biggest cock she had ever taken.
“Harder,” I told him. “Ruin her.”
Darius gripped her hips and slammed into her mercilessly. Luci was sobbing and moaning, her clamped nipples bouncing painfully with every violent thrust.
After several minutes, I pulled out of her tits and moved behind Darius.
“Keep fucking her pussy. I’m taking her ass now.”
I lubed my cock generously and pressed it against her already stretched asshole. With Darius’s thick cock still buried in her cunt, I pushed into her ass.
Luci let out a raw, animalistic scream as both holes were filled at the same time - my cock in her ass and Darius’s massive black cock stretching her pussy to its absolute limit.
The tightness was insane. I could feel every ridge of his cock through the thin wall separating her holes. We started moving in rhythm, double-penetrating my wife brutally.
Luci was completely lost.
She was crying, drooling, screaming, her body shaking violently as two cocks used her mercilessly. I reached around and yanked hard on the chain of her nipple clamps while we fucked her without mercy.
“Take it, you dirty whore,” I growled in her ear. “Take two cocks like the pathetic married slut you are.”
Darius was grunting, pounding her pussy harder. “Fuck, she’s so tight… your wife’s cunt is gripping me like a vice.”
We fucked her in that position for a long time - switching rhythms, sometimes both thrusting at the same time, sometimes alternating so she never had a moment of relief. Luci came violently multiple times, squirting around Darius’s cock while her asshole clenched around mine.
Finally, I pulled out of her ass and uncuffed her legs.
“On your knees. Both of us in your mouth.”
We stood over her as she knelt, hands still cuffed behind her back. Darius and I took turns fucking her throat, then both tried to push our cocks into her mouth at the same time. Her lips stretched painfully around two cocks, drool and tears pouring down her face as we used her mouth like a fleshlight.
When we couldn’t hold back anymore, I gave the final order.
“Darius, cum in her pussy. Fill my wife’s cunt.”
He threw her onto her back, spread her legs wide, and slammed back into her soaked pussy. After a few dozen brutal thrusts, he buried himself deep and roared as he unloaded. Thick ropes of hot black cum flooded deep into Luci’s married womb.
The moment he pulled out, I took his place and fucked her cum-filled pussy hard, pushing his load even deeper while I choked her with both hands.
“Look what a mess you are,” I hissed. “Another man’s cum inside you while your husband fucks you.”
Luci came again, screaming, her eyes rolling back as her body convulsed.
I finally pulled out and added my own load, covering her face, tits, and open mouth with thick white cum.
Luci lay there completely destroyed - holes gaping, body covered in sweat, tears, and cum, nipples swollen and bruised, throat and ass red from abuse.
Darius left after a quick shower, satisfied with the night.
I stayed with her.
I removed the clamps gently, cleaned her body with warm towels, gave her water, and held her trembling form against my chest for over an hour, stroking her hair and whispering how proud I was of her.
Luci looked up at me with exhausted, glassy eyes and a weak, submissive smile.
“Thank you, Sir…” she whispered hoarsely. “I’ve never felt so used… so owned… so fucking alive.”
I kissed her forehead and smiled darkly.
“This is only the beginning, my love. Next time, I might let him fuck your ass too… while I use your throat.”
Luci shivered violently in my arms, already getting wet again at the thought.
My dear wife had officially become my perfect BDSM whore.
And I was going to keep pushing her deeper into depravity.