TITLE    : Despite All My Rage
STORYID  : despite-all-my-rage
SUMMARY  : Tom and Alana try to spice up their marriage.
AUTHOR   : OnyxMasters@lit
DATE     : 2022-12-11
CATEGORY : interracial-erotic-stories
FLAGS    : 
TAGS     : |bbc|cuckold|chastity cage|loving wife|white woman|black man|couple|restrained|interracial|black bred|


"Babe, come on, you said you would be willing to try this, and it's a little late to back out now." Alana said, her husband Tom frowning slightly.

"Yeah, but when you first brought up threesomes, I was thinking you and maybe your friend Casey, not you and some stranger with me in the corner." he said, dejectedly.

"I know, of course you would want that. I've seen the looks." she said, glaring a little. "But I think this will be hotter than you think it will, and besides, you owe me one."

Tom thought about that for a moment, and he wasn't sure he owed her THIS much, but she had a bit of a point. He had drunkenly kissed another woman at a party they had attended a year and a half ago, and you had better believe she never let him forget that. Their sex life had been a pretty stale for a while now, which is kind of what put him in that position to begin with, but still, he felt like he was being cheated out of something here.

"Alana, I told you I was sorry about that, probably a million times. We've been having problems, we both know that, and having the kids around has forced us to bury our feelings, but I'm not sure this whole "cuckold" thing is going to fix any of that." he said, desperately trying to back out of it.

"Oh, but you'd be fine fucking some other woman while I watched?" she said, clearly annoyed now.

Tom sighed heavily, he was not really okay with this, but she had a point. He would have gladly fucked her friend Casey right in front of her, he had thought about it dozens of times, usually as a means of getting through the boring sex they had been having with one another.

"Alright, fine. But when this is over YOU owe ME, and you know what I want." he said, defiant now.

"That's not really up to me, is it?" she said, her tone pissy and crude.

Tom was getting pissed off too, but he tried to take a few breaths, he knew this wasn't a healthy way to handle their problems. Their very expensive marriage counselor had told them as much. He tried to compose himself, but it was not coming across very well.

"Fine, just put the stupid thing on me. Do I really have to be cuffed to the chair though?" he said, shifting uncomfortably as he sat nude in the wooden kitchen chair they had brought to the bedroom.

"Yes, the whole idea is that you're powerless. Just try it, would you? He's going to be here soon." Alana shot back tiredly as she crossed the room and knelt down in front of him, locking his genitals in the absurd plastic cage she had bought online.

Tom was now both cuffed to the chair, and "caged", the only thing missing was the gagged mask she had insisted he wear to keep him from making a fuss about everything. Alana's phone buzzed on the nightstand, and she dashed over to check it excitedly.

"It's him! Okay, let's put your mask on, and then it's time." she said, grabbing the recently opened mask off their bed, bringing it over.

"I still think I should have a key or a safe word or something." he said before she tugged the mask down over his face, muting him.

His eyes and nose centered in the appropriate holes, as she zipped up the back. He gave her a once over, looking at the outfit she had purchased for the event. Alana still looked pretty good despite being 34 now, her soft pale skin hadn't sagged much, or been too worked over from her two pregnancies. She didn't wear makeup anymore, but she never really needed it too much anyway, especially thanks to her pretty brown eyes, that he used to wish she would keep her shoulder length auburn hair away from. She had round C cup breasts, and a soft, but not fatty butt, and she shaved all over regularly out of habit. She was wearing a pair of purple lace panties and a matching bra top, which she would be keeping hidden under her normally pink mommy robe until it was showtime.

Tom could appreciate all the finer things about his wife, especially now that someone else was going to be using them in front of him. If there was any one take away from tonight, maybe it would be that he could appreciate her natural beauty more, assuming their marriage lasted long enough for that to matter. Alana disappeared out of the room, leaving Tom to sit quietly in the corner, strapped down and ready for... nothing at all. He was certainly glad his kids were being watched by his sister in law tonight, because he would be absolutely mortified if they saw him like this. After a few minutes of bored musing, Alana came back into the bedroom escorting a sort of bland looking black guy, who she claimed she knew from work. Tom honestly had no idea why she chose him of all people, as he wasn't very muscular or tall, he was actually kind of flabby and plain to look at. Alana had told him that the guys name was Dirk, and that was about all he knew.

Dirk glanced over at Tom in the corner, a very nonchalant look on his face, like he had seen this thing a million times before. Tom was half expecting some sort of introduction, but he realized that would be a little ridiculous all things considered. Alana was making some sort of small chit chat with Dirk as she mustered up the courage to follow through with the whole idea.

"I'm sorry, I know this is a little awkward." she professed, fawning a little, "It's just, we're trying to spice things up, and we figured..."

Dirk on the other hand was not interested in talking, instead, reaching forward and yanking Alana's robe off over her shoulders, as she stood in shocked silence, her barely clothed body now on full display for him. Tom was also shocked, because Dirks facial expression remained a sort of blank disinterested mask, that made him wonder if this guy was a robot. Before Alana could follow up with any more idle talk, Dirk snaked an arm around her back, clutching her ass and pulling her toward him suddenly eliciting a surprised squeak from Alana, before the two of them locked lips, tongues working each other passionately. Dirk also didn't hesitate to shove his free hand down the front of her panties, rubbing her soft white pussy and working her clit before plunging his black fingers into her pussy. Alana was absolutely melting to his touch, her body shivering slightly from both the excitement and the arousal. Tom realized he was rocking back and forth a little bit, angry, but helpless to do anything about it, and also a little impressed at Dirk's boldness.

Dirk worked Alana good and hard before pulling his hand free, sticking his fingers in her mouth as he pulled back, letting her suck them hard. He pulled them out with a soft pop, Alana looking at him with a strange mix of lust and love, as he deftly leaned in, undid her bra, grabbing the front and pushing her backward onto the bed as he then snagged the front, pulling it cleanly off of her. Alana bounced back on the bed, her milky white breasts bobbing as she looked on with an excited smile, loving the forceful bravado. Dirk took no time hiking her legs up and snatching her panties off next, throwing them at Tom in the corner, the now dewy pair landing in his lap. Tom was conflicted, he found himself hating this man, perhaps simply out of male jealousy, but was also enjoying the show of him being so aggressive with his wife. Dirk was clearly far from done, pulling Alana back up to her feet, and switching places with her, standing by the side of the bed as he reached down, undoing his pants and pulling out his thick black cock.

Alana actually chirped audibly in both fear and excitement at the monstrosity between his legs, and fell to her knees quickly as he pushed her shoulders down. She deftly pulled her hair back, tying it in a sloppy bun, as she eyed up the massive black cock and balls directly in her face. Dirk sat with a bounce, his legs apart, Alana parked directly in the center. She grabbed the base of his cock and started sucking it hard, in long deep pulls, moaning in pleasure as she worked it down her own throat. Tom was actually starting to get a little turned on now, despite his bitterness at how eagerly she was willing to suck some strangers cock when she always gave him a hard time. He felt an uncomfortable pain forming in front of him, having completely forgotten about his chastity cage, trying to lean forward and inspect himself, but not being able to thanks to the cuffs holding him back. He grunted several times in the hopes that Alana, or possibly even Dirk, would stop and check on him, but neither seemed interested in him at the moment.

Alana instead was now licking Dirk's massive black cock from base to tip, jerking him as she took each one of his balls in her mouth, sucking and tonguing them. She tilted her head to the side, resting her face on Dirk's thigh, letting his testicle loose as she let out a pleasured sigh. Dirk, not one for this momentary respite, stood up, grabbing Alana's head, and shoving his cock back into her mouth, fucking her face hard, the sound of wet gagging escaping her mouth with each thrust. As Dirk quickly approached climax, he pulled out, and unloaded all over Alana's pale face as she eagerly stuck her tongue out, cum splattering in her hair and eyes, and dripping from her nose and chin. Alana was absolutely shocked at the amount of cum he had produced, as Tom could barely manage a glob the size of a teaspoon these days. She didn't really have time to dwell on that thought, as Dirk pulled her hair hard, almost literally yanking her to her feet. She simply gasped with aroused enthusiasm, as he marched her directly over to Tom, bending her over and slapping her ass hard.

Tom was now face to face with his wife, her face still coated in his semen, as she cried out in pleasure and pain from the spanking Dirk had given her. Seemingly without need for break or recovery, Dirk starting cramming his sizable black cock into Alana's wet opening, causing her to wince in pain as he put the largest thing since her two kids back into her birth canal. Words couldn't even properly form in Alana's mouth, all she could do was cry out in pleasured pain, as he drove every dark inch inside her. Tom was doing his best to sit back, the thought of Dirk's semen getting on him making him want to vomit, but having no choice of his placement as he groaned in disapproval. Alana braced her hands on her husbands thighs to balance herself as Dirk started pounding her hard from behind, his firm black hands digging into the soft white flesh of her hips. Her breasts swinging wildly beneath her, her large nipples firm, her toes barely clinging to the carpet as he fucked her so hard he was lifting her off the ground slightly.

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT, FUCK ME aaaaaAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" she screamed, already cumming on his black cock within a short matter of minutes.

Tom was utterly humiliated, his wife having the most intense orgasm he had ever seen her have, bouncing on the dick of some strange negro right in front of his face. The pain in his penis still wouldn't subside, as it was trying and failing to get hard in it's harness. Some mix of his shame and the sounds of his wife cumming were making him profoundly horny, a feeling he could do absolutely nothing about. Alana couldn't keep her balance as her knees buckled, her legs trembling, falling face first into Tom's lap, smearing spunk all over his boxers. Dirk didn't miss a beat, dropping down with her, continuing to savage her white pussy mercilessly, Alana's face turning red as she came over and over. Dirk, who was also clearly not a fan of condoms either, eventually exploded directly inside Alana, his extremely motivated and robust sperm racing to Alana's ovaries in a bid to gift her with a black child. There was a temporary break as Dirk slowly pulled out of her, the cum running down her thighs as she heaved hot breath through the cloth of his boxers, tickling the caged scrotum beneath.

Tom was now wild with denied need, his grunts the sound of a begging man dying to be set free as he wriggled back and forth. Dirk, without a word, continued ignoring him, grabbing Alana and pulling her back, helping her to stand up, and taking her back to the marital bed she and her husband shared. He pushed her on her back, hoisting her bare legs over his shoulders, preparing to mount her again. Alana had been bracing herself for another round of having her pussy fucked into submission, but instead felt the unfamiliar pressure of Dirk's black dick smashing into her ass instead.

"WAIT, WAIT-AAAHHHHH!!!" was again, all she could muster as he crammed every inch of his shockingly thick black dick into her butt, pinning her down with her own legs as he pumped.

Tom watched everything enviously. He had talked Alana into trying anal only once, and she had backed out at his first attempted thrust, yet here she was taking a cock, which he had to be fair, was far far bigger than he was. He watched as Dirk furiously and without seemingly any effort demolished his wife's ass, driving himself up to his black balls in her white ass. Tom needed out of this cage NOW, he needed to jerk off, or anything, he NEEDED IT. The thought of fucking her didn't even cross his mind, instead only feeling the need to masturbate, the cuckold lifestyle fitting him better than he would have ever thought. Alana's hands clutched the bedspread, as she lay sweating and turning red all over, her toes curling as she cried out in perverse orgasmic pain. Dirk once again didn't hesitate at all to cum inside her, unloading another torrent of sperm directly up the reaches of her canal. He simply paused, as he had before, Alana's feet on either side of his head, and pulled himself out, leaving her gaping for the second time that night.

Alana was utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally. Her brain practically begging her to sleep as it drown in a sea of dopamine. Dirk had one more trick up his sleeve for the night though, stepping back, and dragging her by her waist back down to the floor, where she slumped on her knees, looking up at him lightly shaking her head "no" as she had no stamina left to face his prowess. He simply nodded "yes" back at her, once again grabbing her head and stuffing his sloppy black dick between her lips and fucking her face. Tom watched as the woman he loved and had children with, sucked a black dick straight out of her own ass, her throat bulging with each pump. He didn't know when the cage was coming off, but he knew the second it did, a light breeze was going to make him cum. Dirk didn't intend on finishing on her face, or even her mouth this time, instead pulling out, and jerking himself off as she looked at him with anticipation, her mouth opening weakly as she stuck out her tongue. He shook his head, instead leaning down and grabbing her left wrist, moving her hand up and holding it flat, palm down. Alana realized what he was doing, and with a sort of renewed zeal, watched as he shot abundant jets of thick sperm all of her fingers, covering her wedding ring in his black seed.

She laughed a little, sitting back, as Dirk wiped the last drops of cum off on their bedspread, stepping back and producing his cell phone from his pants pocket as he pulled them back up. He switched the camera on, and Alana posed proudly, smiling and holding up her cum covered fingers, wedding ring on full display, as he snapped off a shot. Tom, who's grandmother had given him that ring for his future marriage, watched with sick satisfaction as the black stranger put the finishing touches on the defilement of his wife, his life, and his marriage. Dirk turned and glanced at Tom much as he had in the beginning, before walking out the door and heading downstairs to leave, his face now marked with the slightest of smiles. Alana sat there, doing her best to catch her breath and recover, sweat and semen coating her skin, but she was shaken back to alertness as Tom began making muffled cries, shaking and shuffling the chair. She chuckled again to herself, easing off the floor as she braced the bed, stumbling over, unzipping and removing his face mask.

Tom was a mess of sweat under there, his hair matted, and his jaw sore, but he turned up to her and said,

"Keys, now, keys."

She walked quickly back to the bed table, grabbing both sets, first removing his cuffs, and then undoing his chastity cage, eliciting a relieved sigh from Tom. Tom reached for his penis, and had almost barely brushed it when a spurt of semen shot out, partially landing on Alana's big toe, which she immediately wiped off on the carpet. A few more small weak pumps coming out, mostly pooling on the chair and dribbling on his boxers, as he let out a very relieved breath.

"I... I can't believe that." he said, the thrill still racing through him.

"Told you." she said, still breathing hard, but finally catching up.

"And you work with that guy!? Haha, what is the head of the cock distribution or something?" he said, lively and finally free.

"Well, not exactly... I was doing some research online about this stuff and... well, I found a personals listing on a porn site called conversion kings. I wasn't really sure about having it be a black guy at first, but after what I saw on there, and... well, you know," she said, gesturing to her pussy, "I'm soooo glad I did. I'm not going to lie, that was the best sex I've ever had in my life, and I'm not even sorry."

"Conversion kings, eh? I might have to check them out." he said, still laughing a little.

Alana showered and dressed, as did Tom. While she did kiss him goodnight, neither of them attempted to touch one another or have sex, as they had discovered something wholly new that seemed better for the both of them. They picked up the kids the next morning as if the events of last night had never happened, but they had vowed to check the online personals together every chance they had where it would just be the two of them, a minimum of once per month. As the years progressed, Tom watched Alana get fucked dozens more times, including a very special night, where she got her friend Casey to join both her and the random black man she was fucking as Tom watched helplessly from the corner, his fantasy being lived out by a superior male. ConversionKings had a very distinct rule of engagement that told users that all hookups would be free of all forms of birth control, and thanks to that, Alana eventually started showing (as would Casey, but that was HER husbands problem). Tom was more than happy to raise his first new black child, finding his strange new self deprecating role in life far more fulfilling.

Alana also completely gave up on the illusion of simply cuckolding Tom as well, their understanding that she be allowed to fuck or suck any black man whenever she wanted, a privilege she used at every possible opportunity. Always making sure to take pictures to send to Tom to remind him of his place in the world. Tom would excitedly check his phone for messages, before retreating to masturbate into a tissue, or toilet paper, his weak seed being flushed or tossed in the trash where it belonged. It even got to a point where the two of them had something called "date night", which was simply Tom helping his wife dress sexy and put on make up, before sending her off to fuck another black man while he stayed home and took care of their now FOUR kids. Their marriage felt like it had finally turned around, as the two of them had never been happier, but true to life, not all stories have simple endings, and Alana did end up leaving Tom for a black man who wanted a "wifey" of his own. Tom was granted the kids in the divorce, though she still took half of their shared assets. He couldn't be mad though, she was with a superior type of man now, and he was exactly where he belonged. She still sent him photos from time to time, and like clockwork, he eagerly jerked off, his ever diminishing manhood repeatedly flushed down the drain.

