♠ Chapter 14 ♠ ♥ “Jerry” Friday, October 17 ♥
You feel completely humiliated, ashamed, and sorry. You know you screwed up big time this time.
You close your eyes and moan painfully as you remember the gesture of disgust and pity that Hannah gave you when you came so suddenly.
"Damn! I'm an idiot!" You scold yourself, hating yourself for your lack of resistance... in your defense, it had been more than half a year since Hannah had touched you, and feeling her delicate fingers playing with your most intimate part had been too much for you.
After a few minutes of wallowing in your misery, she decides you don't want to give up.
You will go up to Hannah's room... that is, to both of your rooms, and you will give her the best oral sex she has ever had, she will cum like crazy in your mouth and be satisfied and happy she will allow you to sleep in the marriage bed again.
Yes, that is exactly what you will do next.
Determined, you button your pants and go up the stairs with sure steps.
As you pass by your son's room you hear, again, Alex's feminine meows as he masturbates while he has a video call with that horrendous Mr. Osei.
But it's not just your son's sissy whimpers that are the only noises that fill the hallway, because the closer you get to your room, the more you can hear your wife's voice in the form of moans and gasps of pleasure.
The security and the plan you had fade with every step you take, when you reach the half-open door, you realize that the light inside is off. You look out and see Hannah lying on the bed.
She is half naked, her voluptuous body covered only by the new, sensual red lace lingerie that Hannah has started wearing lately.
Hannah is leaning against the headboard, her shapely white legs completely open, the fingers of her right-hand play and caress the inside of her tight vagina, and with her left hand Hannah is sliding her finger across the screen of her cell phone, it is obvious who is looking at the photos of some of the hundreds of black males who follow her on her Instagram.
Hannah moans and gasps more and more as she masturbates harder and harder, you can even hear the squelch of her fingers moving in and out of her soaked vagina.
If you were another man... a real man... you would go in completely hard and penetrate your wife unceremoniously, you would fuck her wildly until orgasm and empty your balls into her fertile womb impregnating her like a bitch... but you are not a real man, You are Jerry Smalls and your small, thin penis does not seem to react even to such a spectacle.
Once again you feel humiliated and cowed, you decide to flee to the safety of the couch, you don't think you can bear Hannah rejecting you again and looking at you with that disgust and pity she did a few minutes ago.
Discouraged you decide to walk away and let Hannah finish her self-pleasure session, it's painfully obvious that she doesn't need you... but then the sound of a car slamming on its brakes in front of your building catches your and Hannah's attention, both of you can hear the loud noise. music outside, and you see how your wife gets up and looks out the window.
The next half hour is torture for you as you feel forced to watch as Hannah begins to masturbate standing in front of the window, whatever she is looking at excites her even more than the photos of muscular and handsome black men on Instagram.
A part of you can imagine what you are seeing, it is not very difficult to guess that your ******** finally arrived home, and it is obvious that that black gangster has brought her home, that someone else would play an obscene and horrible black rap at that volume so late at night.
You stay stuck in the door of the master bedroom watching as Hannah moans, gasps, and trembles while she pleasures herself by looking at something that you can't see, but you can imagine.
She suffers and sweats for half an hour until she falls to her knees cumming like you've never seen before, the image is so sensual and exciting that you even have a new erection, but before you can be happy about it, Hannah starts begging loudly.
“I want a huge black cock! I need a fat black cock inside me! Jamal give me your huge black cock Daddy! Mr. Osei… please give your fat black girl to me… take me as your whore! Tyrelll… oh, Tyrelll… I am yours! Just give me some black cock and I’ll be yours forever!”
Listening to your wife begging for those horrible men's huge black cocks is too much for you and you flee in fear.
Once again you pass by Alex's room and hear him reach his climax when she meows like a kitten in heat declaring her eternal love for her BLACK DADDY.
You almost trip on the stairs in your eagerness to escape from that hallway and you arrive at the kitchen panting and feeling like your heart wants to leave your chest, for a moment you think you are going to faint, but you manage to take a deep breath and calm down a little.
Hannah was just fantasizing… just that. Her moaning and saying the name of those huge black males means nothing... it's just a fantasy, she wouldn't cheat on you with that handsome, tall, muscular African male, and Coach Black doesn't have a huge, fat black cock, that too It's just a fantasy, there's no way Hannah knows something like that, she's just imagining that all black men are just as well endowed as Jarrad Christensen, which is absurd.
You drink a glass of cold water and you feel better.
But your newly regained calm is interrupted when the door to the apartment opens and you see Chloe enter with weak and unsteady steps, her face is covered with saliva and drops of some strange thick white liquid, her hair looks messy and you can even see some thick hairs stuck to the corner of your ********'s mouth.
“Chloe?” You ask shakily as you watch her walk towards the stairs without even noticing your presence.
Chloe turns towards your voice, and now you can see your precious ********'s face covered in fluids and her makeup ruined, but with a huge smile on her lips.
“Damn, ***!” Chloe touches her chest in fear. “You almost scared me to death, what are you doing there in the dark lurking like a damn weirdo?”
“I'm not stalking anyone… I'm just drinking some water” You defend yourself as you look at the freshly used slut look Chloe has wearing in those tight, small new clothes and her face covered in… things.
“Well, it seems like you're stalking… you should stop doing that… it's weird.” Chloe scolds you with a disgusted grimace.
“Anyway… it's pretty late… and I haven't seen you since yesterday morning… Where were you?” You ask a little annoyed.
“I was celebrating with my BLACK KING… he managed to make a good hit and had a party to celebrate… it was great so I decided to stay until today,” Chloe answers you cheerfully but slightly annoyed, as if you have no right to know what she does outside the home.
“I… I see. That sounds em… well, I guess. But don't you think missing school two days in a row is bad?” You ask, trying to appear firm and strict.
Chloe looks at you with a frank dislike for a minute of silence and then says:
“I'm a grown woman now Jerry. And if I want to miss school for a whole week to be next to my BLACK KING that is precisely what I will do, and no pathetic little white boy is going to stop me... I am a powerful free woman and I can do whatever I want. Jamal is my man now and I am very in love with him, so don't get into my business again… understand?” And without waiting for a response, your ******** walks steadily up to her room without looking at you a second time.
You are completely shocked by this outburst of anger from your previously sweet ********, and you can't help but notice that Chloe has called you Jerry and not ***.
“What the hell is happening? How are things changing so radically in such a short time? What happened to your loving, traditional happy ******?”
You question these things as you return to the couch and prepare for another long, uncomfortable night alone.
When you sleep you dream again that you are lost in the middle of the jungle, escaping from three enormous beasts with black fur, only this time the three beasts are ridden by Hannah, Chloe, and Alex, who laugh and scream encouraging the three wild animals to reach you.
You close your eyes and moan painfully as you remember the gesture of disgust and pity that Hannah gave you when you came so suddenly.
"Damn! I'm an idiot!" You scold yourself, hating yourself for your lack of resistance... in your defense, it had been more than half a year since Hannah had touched you, and feeling her delicate fingers playing with your most intimate part had been too much for you.
After a few minutes of wallowing in your misery, she decides you don't want to give up.
You will go up to Hannah's room... that is, to both of your rooms, and you will give her the best oral sex she has ever had, she will cum like crazy in your mouth and be satisfied and happy she will allow you to sleep in the marriage bed again.
Yes, that is exactly what you will do next.
Determined, you button your pants and go up the stairs with sure steps.
As you pass by your son's room you hear, again, Alex's feminine meows as he masturbates while he has a video call with that horrendous Mr. Osei.
But it's not just your son's sissy whimpers that are the only noises that fill the hallway, because the closer you get to your room, the more you can hear your wife's voice in the form of moans and gasps of pleasure.
The security and the plan you had fade with every step you take, when you reach the half-open door, you realize that the light inside is off. You look out and see Hannah lying on the bed.
She is half naked, her voluptuous body covered only by the new, sensual red lace lingerie that Hannah has started wearing lately.
Hannah is leaning against the headboard, her shapely white legs completely open, the fingers of her right-hand play and caress the inside of her tight vagina, and with her left hand Hannah is sliding her finger across the screen of her cell phone, it is obvious who is looking at the photos of some of the hundreds of black males who follow her on her Instagram.
Hannah moans and gasps more and more as she masturbates harder and harder, you can even hear the squelch of her fingers moving in and out of her soaked vagina.
If you were another man... a real man... you would go in completely hard and penetrate your wife unceremoniously, you would fuck her wildly until orgasm and empty your balls into her fertile womb impregnating her like a bitch... but you are not a real man, You are Jerry Smalls and your small, thin penis does not seem to react even to such a spectacle.
Once again you feel humiliated and cowed, you decide to flee to the safety of the couch, you don't think you can bear Hannah rejecting you again and looking at you with that disgust and pity she did a few minutes ago.
Discouraged you decide to walk away and let Hannah finish her self-pleasure session, it's painfully obvious that she doesn't need you... but then the sound of a car slamming on its brakes in front of your building catches your and Hannah's attention, both of you can hear the loud noise. music outside, and you see how your wife gets up and looks out the window.
The next half hour is torture for you as you feel forced to watch as Hannah begins to masturbate standing in front of the window, whatever she is looking at excites her even more than the photos of muscular and handsome black men on Instagram.
A part of you can imagine what you are seeing, it is not very difficult to guess that your ******** finally arrived home, and it is obvious that that black gangster has brought her home, that someone else would play an obscene and horrible black rap at that volume so late at night.
You stay stuck in the door of the master bedroom watching as Hannah moans, gasps, and trembles while she pleasures herself by looking at something that you can't see, but you can imagine.
She suffers and sweats for half an hour until she falls to her knees cumming like you've never seen before, the image is so sensual and exciting that you even have a new erection, but before you can be happy about it, Hannah starts begging loudly.
“I want a huge black cock! I need a fat black cock inside me! Jamal give me your huge black cock Daddy! Mr. Osei… please give your fat black girl to me… take me as your whore! Tyrelll… oh, Tyrelll… I am yours! Just give me some black cock and I’ll be yours forever!”
Listening to your wife begging for those horrible men's huge black cocks is too much for you and you flee in fear.
Once again you pass by Alex's room and hear him reach his climax when she meows like a kitten in heat declaring her eternal love for her BLACK DADDY.
You almost trip on the stairs in your eagerness to escape from that hallway and you arrive at the kitchen panting and feeling like your heart wants to leave your chest, for a moment you think you are going to faint, but you manage to take a deep breath and calm down a little.
Hannah was just fantasizing… just that. Her moaning and saying the name of those huge black males means nothing... it's just a fantasy, she wouldn't cheat on you with that handsome, tall, muscular African male, and Coach Black doesn't have a huge, fat black cock, that too It's just a fantasy, there's no way Hannah knows something like that, she's just imagining that all black men are just as well endowed as Jarrad Christensen, which is absurd.
You drink a glass of cold water and you feel better.
But your newly regained calm is interrupted when the door to the apartment opens and you see Chloe enter with weak and unsteady steps, her face is covered with saliva and drops of some strange thick white liquid, her hair looks messy and you can even see some thick hairs stuck to the corner of your ********'s mouth.
“Chloe?” You ask shakily as you watch her walk towards the stairs without even noticing your presence.
Chloe turns towards your voice, and now you can see your precious ********'s face covered in fluids and her makeup ruined, but with a huge smile on her lips.
“Damn, ***!” Chloe touches her chest in fear. “You almost scared me to death, what are you doing there in the dark lurking like a damn weirdo?”
“I'm not stalking anyone… I'm just drinking some water” You defend yourself as you look at the freshly used slut look Chloe has wearing in those tight, small new clothes and her face covered in… things.
“Well, it seems like you're stalking… you should stop doing that… it's weird.” Chloe scolds you with a disgusted grimace.
“Anyway… it's pretty late… and I haven't seen you since yesterday morning… Where were you?” You ask a little annoyed.
“I was celebrating with my BLACK KING… he managed to make a good hit and had a party to celebrate… it was great so I decided to stay until today,” Chloe answers you cheerfully but slightly annoyed, as if you have no right to know what she does outside the home.
“I… I see. That sounds em… well, I guess. But don't you think missing school two days in a row is bad?” You ask, trying to appear firm and strict.
Chloe looks at you with a frank dislike for a minute of silence and then says:
“I'm a grown woman now Jerry. And if I want to miss school for a whole week to be next to my BLACK KING that is precisely what I will do, and no pathetic little white boy is going to stop me... I am a powerful free woman and I can do whatever I want. Jamal is my man now and I am very in love with him, so don't get into my business again… understand?” And without waiting for a response, your ******** walks steadily up to her room without looking at you a second time.
You are completely shocked by this outburst of anger from your previously sweet ********, and you can't help but notice that Chloe has called you Jerry and not ***.
“What the hell is happening? How are things changing so radically in such a short time? What happened to your loving, traditional happy ******?”
You question these things as you return to the couch and prepare for another long, uncomfortable night alone.
When you sleep you dream again that you are lost in the middle of the jungle, escaping from three enormous beasts with black fur, only this time the three beasts are ridden by Hannah, Chloe, and Alex, who laugh and scream encouraging the three wild animals to reach you.
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