Nothing could have prepared me for that moment—the first time I saw my wife, Amy, with another man. Her pale fingers wrapped around him, stroking his thick, black cock, her lips parting as she took him into her mouth. I should have stopped it. I told myself I would. This was just supposed to be a game, a little fun, a harmless tease. But standing there, frozen in place, I felt everything shift. The jealousy, the possessiveness, the undeniable thrill—it all crashed over me at once.

I wasn’t just watching. I was unraveling.

Brendan was everything I wasn’t—tall, confident, and completely at ease as he pushed Amy’s boundaries in ways I never dared. And she didn’t just let him—she craved him. The way she licked him, the way she moaned around his cock, the way she looked up at him with those hungry, eager eyes… It wasn’t just curiosity. It was raw, unfiltered need. And the more I watched, the more I realized something terrifying.

I wasn’t sure if I wanted to stop it anymore.

What happens when a man’s deepest fears collide with his darkest desires? When temptation becomes obsession, and boundaries blur beyond recognition? I thought I was in control, but the truth was, I had never been more powerless.

And neither had she.

Taken By A Black Man