Irene The Pawg gets fucked by a BBC;husband watches pt.1

27 years ago I met the woman who soon became the love of my life. 27 years ago I met my wife, Irene. Me and Irene had an instant connection and our chemistry was off the charts from day one. The sex was great, our vibes were great, and both of our friends and family happily thrived together. Along our entire 27 year journey, we became engaged at 22 and married at 25. That same year of our marriage we welcomed in two beautiful identical baby boys, who we successfully raised into two fine young gentlemen. Fast forward 20 years later as we are both now entering our mid 40’s and have managed successfully enroll and fund both of our now adult boys into college. With the boys off and away at college, I just knew Irene was thrilled as much as I was that we would be able to revert back to the wild sex life we once had in our 20’s and 30’s,as it had simmered down a bit since having the boys. Unfortunately, I was in for a very rude, nasty and I mean NASTY awakening. Ever since entering our mid-age Irene’s physical appearances had flourished, while man on the other hand, had very well diminished. You see while I had started to gain weight in all the wrong places and sprial onwards to a physical decline, Irene started to THRIVE. It was almost if she caught a case of Benjamin button and started aging backwards, as for her body, she had everything a man has ever dreamed of on a woman. She stood at a pretty tall height of 5’9, long brown hair, a nice 145 pound hour glass figure, 36F-28-44 measurements, size 36dd tits and a large juicy round ass that any man would die for just to be smothered by. She had the body of a brick house and I knew it was only a matter of time before she had realized just how too good she was for me and would see me as a shell of my former self. Tonight, that barring thought of mine was turned into reality. I had just left worked and was more anxious then ever to get home to Irene. Yesterday she was just talking about how much she looked forward to spending more romantic time with me so I expected her to be willingly ready for some love making once I made it home. I sped through traffic with my dick as hard as a pine cone going 60 mph, I made it home earlier than usual and walked my way through the front door. That’s odd, Irene is usually in the kitchen at this time preparing dinner but she was no where to be found downstairs. I take the steps up that lead to our master bedroom and enter quietly, maybe she’s sleeping, I wouldn’t want to disturb her. I enter our master bedroom and Irene again is no where in plain sight, I see the bathroom door is half cracked and as I peak through I see my wife sitting down at her makeup table in only her black silk nylon robe, hair up in a bun and thin laced nylon stockings. “ I see someone decided to get ready early for me huh?” I said to her in a joking manner with a huge grin gleaming ear to ear which seemingly caused her to have an annoyed expression on her face. “Oh i’m getting ready alright, but it is not for you.”Said Irene in an annoyed and firm tone, she had a focused and determined look on her face as she glanced at herself in the mirror. The comment took me back as I didn’t think to much of it but was curious to what she had meant. “John” she uttered as she stood up from her makeup chair . “Tonight hunny things are gonna go very different according to plans” I was sitting there with a dazed look, not really taking in what all she was saying but instead was too distracted looking at how well her nylon stockings made her thick legs pop and how her ass gripped onto and was practically swallowing her robe in her asscheeks. I let out a confused chuckle and proceeded to question what she meant by that. “What I mean is John” Why she kept saying my name with such emphasis had started to get me worried. “Yes babe?” I murmur with a hint of confusion and some fear in my voice. “Tonight, is where we take a complete 360 in our relationship, tonight John I am going to get what I’ve deserve... and so will you” As she says this she starts to slowly walk towards me in the bedroom with an evil grin on her and forcefully pushes me back into the bed. At this point i am laying there with that same huge goofy grin back on my face as I was well aware of where I thought this would be heading. She slowly stepped back and turned around slipping off her silk robe and unveiling herself in a sexy and new black corset that I haven’t seen before, which had a garter belt attached to it. Hands on her hips she flipped her hair back and told me to take in the sight I saw. My mind was in awe as my mouth was dropped almost wide open and I had started to drool, her outfit was just too much for me to take in my god was she the perfect pawg goddess.”Don’t drool too much now hun you’re going to need to save some of that”. Irene still had an evil grin set on her face after that bold statement. “H-huh?” I’m confused babe what’s going on?” At this point I was starting to think Irene wasn’t bullshitting earlier, that she was not getting ready for me, that she was not standing here in front of me in this black corset for only my amusement, that she had had other plans for tonight and I was not the focal point of them. “Although hubby, just because i don’t have plans for you tonight DOES NOT mean i don’t have plans for you.”She had an eerie and evil sparkle in her eye, i knew whatever was coming out of her mouth next would not be good. “My plans for you is for you to service me and my bull before,during and AFTER we fuck like animals, and YOU WILL enjoy every last minute of it!” She hissed. I was at a lost for words and still couldn’t fathom this situation. She had motioned me with her finger to sit up straight as she bent down and put her face dead center in front of mine, a look of evil was painted on her face and her eyes had a fire in them I had never seen before. She leaned close enough to my face that I could feel her hot breath on me and placed her hands down on the bed each one beside both my legs as she exclaimed, “Tonight John, I am going to get FUCKED by a real man, and you’re not going to do a single fucking thing about it except sit and watch me get destroyed by his BIG BLACK COCK!” I was in complete shock. Why was she saying this? Why was she being like this? what in the world did I do for this to even happen? No, no way this was happening has to be just some mean joke she’s playing on me, I hadn’t did a thing wrong in our entire 27 year relationship. “W-w-what?” I murmur in fear. “You heard me, I’m am going to get FUCKED by a real man and you will do nothing about it but WATCH! in fact you have absolutely 0 say in this because it is happening, And you my little hubby, you are going to be nothing more than a good little sissy boy for me and my black bull”. Emotions were sworming through my body, as I was upset, confused and angry at the same time for some reason I felt excitement in my penis as it started to twitch. Was I really about to let this happen, was I really about to watch my wife fuck a black man, was I really going to let my ego become shattered in one night. She went on to explain why she was doing this, exclaiming how she hasn’t felt fulfilled and satisfied by me in bed for over 10 years and that the lack of sex never had anything to do with the boys. “I got another surprise for you!” She said with a grin and slowly waltzed her way over to the closet door, her corset firmly gripping her already huge 49” inch ass and made it look even bigger as my eyes were locked on to her body with no intent on looking away. She fiddled around for a few seconds inside the closet, my heart was pacing at a fast rate as I was nervous as to what she had in mind. She had made her return a minute later dangling what seemed to be a cock cage in her hand and held it above my face. My god, she was going to make me suffer, she was going to lock up my dick and make me watch her get fucked senselessly all in one night.The humiliation had gone up an entire level. “Do you know what this is hubby?” She knew I knew exactly what that was as we had watched many pornos with men being dominated by women. I answer her obvious rhetorical question in a nervous demeanor.”I-i-it looks like a chasity device...”. Her expression on her face changed as she was smiling now, I think the fact she knew how much fear she had instilled in me had turned her on. “Mmm...that’s right, it’s a cock cage for bad little sissy boys with tiny cocks who can’t please their woman!”. She lead on to explain that from now on I would wear this device at all times in and out of the house unless told to remove it, she had also told me that I was no longer able to jerk off let alone fuck her unless given direction to do so and that if it was ever found to be removed that It would result in punishing actions. Tears had started to form in my eyes and Irene could see the pain she had already caused me.”OH DONT YOU FUCKING DARE!” She said in a venomous hiss and grabbed a full head of my hair yanking me back so that I was looking up at her, mouth open and my body trembled in horror at this point. She looked at me with fire in her eyes, her full dark red lips really increased the sexiness of her pissed off expression. Gritting her teeth and with her mouth seething she shouted “You don’t get to cry sissy bitch! Sissy bitches don’t get to cry or they get punished, sissy bitches are only made to serve their goddess!” She yelled out while spitting directly on my nose.She then yanked my head down and threw me down to the floor directly below her. “STAND UP!!” She hollered as I struggled to make it to my feet with her intensely watching my every move.“Get undressed...NOW!” I guess I was moving to slow for Irene’s liking that by the time I was down to my trousers she grabbed me by the waistband and yanked them down off of me. There it was. My 4 inch now hard dick had been exposed to her and it wanted nothing more but to shrivel up and hide in embarrassment but all it did was sit there limp and gradually growing due to this entire encounter. Irene let out of laugh and mocked my tiny cock. “Hahaha look at how pathetic this little piece of extra skin is”. She mocked as she held my cock in her hand, precum leaking over her fingers. As she yanked and rugged on my balls she shouted “How am supposed to stay satisfied with THIS huh?? 27 years and you think i’m suppose to be happy with just THIS” She lifted and drop my cock back down out of her hands and she mocked how small it is” “Mmm... UGH I just cannot WAIT to have that big fucking black cock fill me up.. lord knows it’s been LONG overdue” With that she clasped the cock cage tightly and harsh around my thin cock. She then leaned in my ear and in a dark tone whispered” I can’t wait to make you take and savour in his big black dick.. i’m gonna turn you into my little cock sucking sissy bitch!” Irene pulled my face close hers, her hot breath on my face, her right hand holding my chastised cock in a vice grip. She seethed,”Just remember if you’re a good sissy hubby for me... just maybe.. maybe.. you’ll get rewarded..”. with that she then spit a heavy chunk of her spit into the top slit of my cock cage, her warm saliva running down to the bottom of my balls and filling the bottom of the cage which made my cock twitch at a rapid rate but there was nothing I could do about it. Irene ordered me to go into the closet and fetch, in her words”our outfits” for the night. As i approach the walk in closet i could see two dresses hanging up by the door. One was a short white silk dress which must have been Irene’s as i glanced over at the other dress which happened to be a maids costume. At this point i had a slight idea where Irene was going with this and i figured if i wanted to save my marriage i better comply to every order she gives and with a smile. I walk back out of the closet holding both dresses in my hand as i’m deeply glancing at the maids outfit with discomfort all over my face. I handed Irene the white dress and went to go stand in front of the bathroom door mirror as i stumbled into my plea”u-um hunny, this looks a tad small i-i don’t think i’m going to be able to fit this.”Trying to find any excuse to not go through with this, it was obvious that that wasn’t going to matter to Irene as she let out an arrogant laugh, she walked up behind me and looked at us both in the mirror as she exclaimed”Oh hubby, you know sissy bitches don’t get to choose what they get to wear. You’re going to put it on and you’re going to wear it with a smile, do i make myself clear?” I stared back at ourselves in the mirror, wondering to myself how could let my entire manhood become ripped away in the matter of 10 minutes. Irene slipped on her dress which easily caressed all of her curves and hour glass figure. Tightly caressing her succulent tits and large round ass, her thick long looked smooth and shaved. Her thick full red lips popped and she had her long brunette hair in a bun. My wife had looked like she was ready to go have some fun, my wife looked like she was more than ready to get “properly fucked”. Irene told me that i had better be suited up and ready to go when she returns home with her black bull. She stepped out the door and i watched as she stepped into her 2016 jeep and pulled out of the driveway. I knew that once Irene had came home, that it was the start of an entire new chapter in our marriage. Would i be her cuckold sissy just tonight, or for all future endeavors was a question that lingered in my mind the next 2 hours. Yet, that didn’t matter, what mattered was tonight i was going to be humiliated by the one who’s been through everything with me.