Chapter 49 Horizons Fate (12)

"Yea baby. And I bet you want some of my sperm to don't ya'... you little white slut. I bet you want me to come down your throat...give you some of my hot black c*m. Tell me what you want."

Venice was becoming wild as she pounded Lucas d*ck with her hand and twisted her mouth back and forth on his d*ck. Lucas was pulling on her nipples and her slurping grew louder and louder. "Tell me what you want...," cried Lucas. "I want you to c*m for me.   C*m in my mouth," she panted as she moved the c*ck back and forth to her waiting mouth.

Carlos, who had been knocking down beers finally stood up and declared it was time he got him some p*ssy. He roughly pushed me aside, yanked his pants down and pushed Riza down on the couch. The room was a regular orgy of sex with Lucas getting a blowjob, Carlos pounding Riza's hot box, and Richard lying across my back as he continued to pump his hot d*ck in my a*s.

Carlos was the first to come with a loud groan as he pulled his d*ck out of Riza spraying his load on Riza's leg and her stomach.

That set off both Lucas who shot his wad down Venice's throat and Lucas who leaned down and gently bit into my shoulder as he lurched into my *ss. I felt his warm juice being deposited in my a*s. The room was a chorus of heavy panting. All of us trying to get our breaths. Eventually, Lucas looked at Richard and told us to make ourselves useful, fix them some drinks and then get the fuck out so they could do some real fucking. I went back to the bedroom while Richard made drinks for the two exhausted couples.

He later joined me in the bedroom where we took up where we left off. We held each other as Richard kissed me deeply. He worked his way to my nipples and then to my d*ck where he proceeded to give me one hell of a blowjob. As I came in his mouth, I knew that I loved submitting to Lucas and being used by his friends.

Sitting there looking at the phone, I knew I had little choice. I had to admit watching Venice with Lucas had really turned me on. Even if Lucas did try to seduce Wendy, it would be no easy task. As far as I knew Wendy had sex with only two other men before me. Both were guys she dated for a long time before she let them sample the goods. Not to mention Wendy certainly had become more conservative over the years.

Like many of my friends, I owned my share of adult videos and magazines but neither really seemed to interest her. While she still enjoyed sex, she was a lot less daring than our college days when she might actually fondle me in the car or go down on me while I was driving on a long trip.

I couldn't imagine her with another man...particularly a black man. I picked up the phone, pushing the familiar numbers to her office. She answered the phone and I asked about our plans for the weekend. When I suggested inviting a couple of buddies over, I was surprised at her enthusiastic response. "I wondered if I was ever going to meet those two. That's the two guys you've been hanging around with?" she inquired.

"Yea, my buddies Lucas and Richard."

"Well certainly. I'd love to meet them. Tell them Saturday evening would be great and we can grill out some steaks. See you this evening. Love you..." as she waited for my response.

"Love you too hun," I said as I heard the click on the other end.

If anyone would have told me last summer how much my life would have changed in a year, I would have thought them mad. To my immediate family and coworkers, little has changed. Whether at home, at our in-laws, or at the office, I still act no differently than I ever have. But that's pretty much what it is -- an act! In a short span of time, I have found out more about myself than I ever imagined.

It was not anything I planned. No middle age crisis. No lifetime of searching for my inner self. In a single afternoon at a business conference I was seduced by another man and have since found my life spiraling in a whole new direction.

I was one of those guys who laughed at the off color jokes about gays and made comments to my buddies about guys who we thought were surely homos! Now here I am in a deep relationship with another man who I met on the Internet and it turns out we're both submissives that enjoy being dominated by a strong willed black man named Lucas.

Over the last several months, Richard and I have been lovers. It is a relationship which I'm not sure I can describe other than to say he completes me. While I still love my wife, and we have continued to make love, I feel there is a passion that is different with Richard and me. Adding to that is the fact we both enjoy submitting to Lucas as he commands us to perform sexual acts on himself, each other, and his friends.

Initially, I was torn with the conflicting feelings I had between Richard and Wendy and the hurt I would bring to her if she found I was bisexual or perhaps even gay. I'm still sorting out whether I still enjoy sex with a female or whether making love to my wife is simply out of my obligation as a husband. There's also the stigma associated with a same sex relationship. I'm not sure how my coworkers would feel about my new feelings, but I am quite confident how my family and long time friends would react. Not to mention Wendy.

Over the years she has made it crystal clear her belief in a monogamous relationship. Yet, the deceit of hiding this behind her back was really eating at me.

It came to a head when Lucas instructed me to invite him and Richard over this weekend for dinner. There was little doubt about his intentions. My only question was the outcome. Seducing Wendy in front of her husband would not be an easy task. Would he blackmail her with the existing videos of me sucking his d*ck and serving as his sexual slave? Would he try to get her alone? And how did I feel about all that?

There were moments of jealousy as I thought about them together. However, I had to admit that I was extremely turned on seeing Lucas with another married white woman a week ago. There were moments when I had fantasized them together and I felt my c*ck swelling in my pants. I also knew at some point, Wendy would have to know about Richard. I wasn't sure if things could work out but I knew we couldn't continue sneaking behind her back.

I was cleaning the grill when I heard the doorbell ring. Wendy walked through the den to greet our visitors. She was ravishing. She wore a pretty yellow sundress that complimented her outstanding features. My wife is 31 years old and works hard to maintain her slim figure. Her 36C breasts are accented by beautiful little pink nipples which harden quickly at the touch. She has a very firm ass and maintains just a strip of pubic hair above her little p*ssy. At 5'2" she is every bit the package she was when we dated in college.