Oh, who remembers?

Andrew woke up in his bed to an unfamiliar sound from the other room. It was pitch black as he opened his eyes, he was laying in bed and his head was pounding. His ears hurt and the sudden high-pitched noise was like a scream that someone was trying to suppress, and he was paralyzed in abject terror for a moment that an intruder was in his home. He reached out for his wife Rachel, but his heart dropped as he felt that he was alone in bed, his wife’s side of the bed concerningly empty and slightly concerningly damp in the several areas he had reached out to probe. He had the sudden image of his wife Rachel being shoved down on all fours as a hulking black brute of a thief ripped her clothes off to take advantage of her **** little pussy. His cock sprang to life and the pain and soreness shook him from his suddenly intense fantasy as he rose, surprised that he was completely naked as his last extremely hazy memory was of him buttoning up his pants after masturbating to… something, trying to picture what he had been doing the night before at made his head hurt terribly, but he was shocked that he had given in to self-pleasure so easily, and from how sore his now fully erect cock was, so often. He grabbed his phone from the nightstand, glad to see it was fully charged in the spot that he always left it and headed out into his hallway to investigate the sound that had his heart racing. “Rachel?” He called out before hearing a voice from the direction of his office give a quick “Oh, fuck” as he heard the sound of his chair quickly shifting and a zipper being pulled up. He hurried into the room loudly swinging the door open, and saw his intensely beautiful wife sitting at his computer watching something on Youtube, she was breathing heavily, and her right hand looked wet in the pale computer light as she turned around, her angelic face was flushed and she looked more than a little pissed.

“What the fuck are you doing Andrew? You can’t just come busting into a room without knocking! That is so fucking rude, what if I just walked in on you when you’re in here? I know you just come in here to watch porn all day while you pretend to work!” Rachel screamed at him as Andrew’s jaw dropped slightly, he was absolutely taken aback by his usually quiet wife being so aggressive towards him. Her phone buzzed and her emerald green eyes flitted quickly over to it and then back at him, her angry glare wavering only in the millisecond in which she looked at her phone on the desk next to her. “I’m uh sorry, I… I don’t watch p…porn…” Andrew started as her phone buzzed a few more times, him staring over at it seeing notifications from a few apps he didn’t recognize and didn’t have time to read the name of upside down. Rachel quickly reached out and grabbed her phone that she saw him staring at, muting it as it buzzed for the seventh or eighth time in their extremely brief encounter. “Don’t try to read my phone, you fucking creep, and don’t pretend you don’t watch porn you goddamn pervert, fucking amateur photographer over here pretending he didn’t do a little photo shoot of me last night so he could have some nudes of a sexy woman to trade with his little loser friends, I don’t even fucking know why I’m with you.” Andrews head was spinning, he was so angry and scared and confused he was paralyzed again into inaction, unsure of how to respond to his wife’s sudden cruelty or the fact that some part of him was really enjoying seeing her so disappointed in him. “And you come in here fucking naked too, you were probably going to start pawing yourself the moment you sat down you filthy fucking animal. Well fine, you can keep your little jack off cave to hide away and beat your meat in, but there are going to be new rules. I will not be neglected for pixels anymore, if you want to stay with me, you are going to start fucking earning it.” Rachel said as she stood up and unbuttoned her jeans, pulling down the zipper before slowly tugging them down over her large voluptuous ass. She seemed to be going purposefully slowly, every moment turning to an eternity where he couldn’t think about anything beyond his complete desire for her. She stood with denim bunched around her delicate ankles, looking incredibly powerful for someone in a tight fitting black tank top and small white panties with a tiny pink ribbon on the front. She hooked her thumbs into the sides of her delicates and pulled them down in a swift motion, revealing a perfect pink pussy already glistening with newfound anticipation. “Lick my cunt, you goddamn bitch” Rachel smiled, her face returning from being a furious **** of nature that Andrew was quickly growing extremely afraid of, back to the cute angelic perfection that he felt an immeasurably deep and intense love for. He walked forward and fell to his knees in front of her, suddenly loving the feeling of her fingers entwining deep in his hair, until she suddenly uses a frightening amount of strength to push his face firmly into her pubic mound, rubbing her labia all over his face before settling back to let him focus on using his mouth. Andrew was still dumbstruck by the speed and aggression his wife was showing, taking a moment to enjoy the familiar smell of faint vanilla and grass that before today made him feel powerful and manly but suddenly found the scent not only unspeakably more appealing, but it made him feel something new inside, something he couldn’t describe but desperately wanted to chase. Rachel was growing impatient as she began again to hump his face, cutting off his breath for longer and longer stretches of time. Andrew began to lick and suck, hoping he could pleasure his wife before he passed out, she calmed down slightly, letting him focus his attention directly on her clit as she tightened her grip of his hair, now lightly moaning in pleasure as she pulled gently at his head. He worked diligently, using every technique he could remember as he worked his tongue as hard as he could. The cries of pleasure from his goddess of a wife began rising in pitch and volume, he felt his hair released as his wife’s hands quickly started groping her own tits, she pulled her tank top off revealing the huge breasts that Andrew loved so dearly, but didn’t dare to stop for even a moment to admire. Her hands tugging and pulling at her nipples as her entire body shook and Andrew heard the sound that had woken him earlier, his wife overcome by a squealing screaming orgasm. As he began to wonder about this, he was shaken back to reality by his wife patting his head and speaking in a soft condescending tone “There, was that so hard? You have so much to do to even begin to start paying back for all your selfish pigness, but I’m always surprised by how skilled that mouth is, so I’m feeling generous, I’ll let you stroke that pervy little cock to your internet girls, but I’m going to stay and watch, if I’m going to completely control your sexuality as you so obviously need, I’m going to need to know what has been keeping you so attached to these online girls.” Rachel said as she stepped out of her jeans and panties, looking unbelievably stunning in only her small top. She walked over and grabbed one of the smaller chairs he had in the room and patted the seat of his large office chair, guiding his still stunned form to sit down in front of the keyboard. “Honey, I don’t know what’s going on, I really don’t watch porn or… touch myself, that was amazing with you taking charge and everything but I thought our sex life was good!” Rachel laughed in his face, her green eyes sparkling meanly as even looking up at him he felt on a primal level like he was cowering and tiny in her gaze. “Oh... oh honey no, not at all, I know you had me worshipping you for a long time, but I honest to God can’t remember why, all those pathetic attempts at ‘pounding me silly’ every night slowly taught me that you are selfish and kind of pathetic, I can’t recall a single time you’ve ever made me cum before riding your face just now, I think it’s time the worship started going the other way, I mean have you seen how fucking hot I am?” She squeezed her boobs together and made a pouting her face, her already incredible beauty being transformed into something Andrew could only describe as pure lust and desire, completely blanking his mind again as he inwardly imploded with the shame of everything he was learning. “It’s okay though, I’ve figured out the problem! You have always been completely obsessed with porn and all that jacking off has made your dick small, pathetic and useless.” Momentary anger filled Andrew as she attacked his deepest source of pride, his cock, but as he glanced down at it things definitely seemed a good deal smaller than he thought they should be, he used to be unable to cover it with one hand, but now he was fully erect and could hide the entire length with one fist.

Lightning flashed in Andrew's head again as he felt like something was deeply deeply wrong on a level that he needed to fight, but his cock ached so much as he stared at his wife abusing him that his thoughts raced far too fast for him to act. Rachel looked at him for a moment before rolling her eyes “Come on, are you really just going to sit there ogling my tits and twat? Start your gross little ritual of whatever you do to get off” Andrew wanted to keep protesting but felt like he might get slapped if he didn’t go along with what she wanted him to do. He went to open his browser, expecting his standard homepage of workout tips but it opened onto a site he didn’t recognize, but was quickly entranced by the extraordinarily sexy naked white women being railed on all fours by a six foot stud of a black man. He instinctively opened it and turned the volume up, his hand suddenly stroking and teasing at the tip of his cock. His mind was moving as though through molasses as he struggled to keep up with the video playing before him, he felt completely out of touch with reality as his entire world was reduced to the hand on his cock and the beautiful mixed couple on the screen before him. Rachel’s eyes were as wide as dinnerplates as she saw the website that was her husband’s homepage was an interracial porn paysite, she wanted to scream at him about what a degenerate race-traitor pig he was but before he had interrupted her she had been on a few different dating apps and was flirting shamelessly with quite a few men that she slowly realized in retrospect were all black, even initiating a few dozen messages trying to get more interested in her, and she had been watching Pornhub before that and had thought at the time that a misclick had lead to that first video of her watching a white pussy being stretched around giant black cock, which itself had led to hours of her rubbing her pussy to interracial videos. The memories flooded her and sent her head swimming, but as she stared at the couple on the screen, trying to decide if she should say something to her husband, she felt glad that she wasn’t wearing panties as they would now be what was flooded as she found her lust growing quickly and exponentially, the sight of black cock stirring something so deep in her that she was as awestruck as her husband who she watched stroke his cock absolutely enraptured by the video. She stared in fascination and was surprised by her own fingers pumping in and out of her matching the pace of the dick that she wished with every single ounce of her being was inside of her instead, she was also surprised by how much she enjoyed watching her husband cum, especially when it was all over himself leaving the cleanup for her nonexistent, her own orgasm quickly overtaking her as she watched the exhausted white slut she envied lick her thick black slab of fuckmeat clean of their combined juices. “What the fuck Andy?” Rachel said in absolute disbelief as he slowly came out of the trance that he had been stuck in. He never let anyone call him that, but he was in no position to enforce any kind of authority against her as the realization of what they watched dawned on him. “Well, you said you wanted to watch porn, I put on porn for you….” He lamely said unable to look her in the eyes. “What the fuck? Are you fucking kidding me? I tell you to show me what you’ve been doing in here every night and you put on some fucking INTERRACIAL porn? Is that what you’ve been watching? Is that what you want to see? Me bouncing up and down on some huge nigger’s cock, taking me and making me his, fucking my brains out while you sit there and watch?” Rachel was shouting now, but Andrew didn’t feel much anger after the first sentence, her shiver of pleasure as she emphasized the word interracial betraying her true feelings. “Is that what you have been fantasizing about as you stroke that little white dicklette? Seeing me turned into a black breeding race traitor **** for that thick cum anywhere I can get it? Another white whore obsessed with serving alpha black men any way I can…” She wasn’t looking at him anymore, eyes glazed over lost to her fantasy as her fingers starting to pump into her pussy. She lowered her voice as her stream of consciousness fully took over. “I would just be availble to any black man that wanted me whenever and however he wanted, maybe they would beat you up beforehand, fuck that would be hot, watching those huge brutes making you cry before they throw me down and start fucking my brains out, fuck once they see how much I want it they will probably call their friends, and they will all know me as just some cum obsessed white whore that will do anything for their huge perfect dicks” She was furiously fucking herself now, lost completely to the fantasy barely sentient enough to reach her other hand out to stroke her husband’s sensitive stiffy. “One of them would knock me up and we would never know who, I would just get passed around again and again as I’m used as their cocksleeve fucked until I can’t think about any single thing other than how fucking obsessed I am with big black cock!” She crescendoed in ecstasy as both she and her husband came yet again, both having fully succumbed to her instantaneous fantasy. Rachel breathed heavily as she wiped her husband’s cum onto his stomach with a disgusted noise but she sat pleasantly in the afterglow of what she believed to be the third orgasm of her existence eager for the hundreds if not thousands of more she planned on filling her life with. “That was a good start, now show me some more of these filthy videos that you are so obsessed with…” Rachel put his hand over his and guided the mouse back to the home page of the paysite whispering into his ear. “Show me something good enough and I’ll let you stroke your dick while you eat me out, maybe we'll even tape it so you can start jacking it to that too.” The cruel edge in her voice returning with her final jab. Andrew’s excitement at getting to taste her pussy shoved all of his anger and confusion back down into the deepest recesses of his mind and snapped him back to reality. “Yes Ma’am!” He quickly replied as he began scrolling to find a video good enough to satisfy his wife.