So, in the room adjacent to our bedroom, I installed a series of one-way glass mirrors to compliment the sound amplifyers and concealed microphones hidden throughout the bedroom. I can see everything that happens in the bedroom and no one in the bedroom can see me at all. I hear every squish, whisper and moan my wife and her lovers make without actually being there to inhibit either of them while they're screwing. I have found that creating the illusion of not being there, leaves them free to express the desire and excitement they have for each other without a wanking hubby there, inhibiting everything and confusing the issue. By eavesdropping from the other room, I get to see and hear things neither of them would say or do if I was taking pics and wanking right there by the bed.

With me gone and otherwise occupied, my wife and our visitors have the bedroom and one another all to themselves. More importantly, the guy who drove thru the night to satisfy his fantasy desire to fuck my wife has her all to himself. Those dick slinging 3 way desperados always respond to my exit by getting down and dirty with my wife right away.

Without me around to inhibit their free expression, my wife's suitors invariably become more confident and more agressive as soon as I depart. My wife stokes their passion by explaining my sexual inadequacies and blushingly admits that she looks forward to the naughty "Ram-bam'thank-you, ma'am" sex she has with other men...especially hot sexy men like him, etc. etc..so on and so forth. She deftly arouses him and me at the same time, telling him how much bigger and thicker his cock is than mine...how sexy she feels touching it and holding it...how velvety smooth his dark skin is.

The b/w color contrast is what titillates me the most. She looks so sexy and hot with a horny black stud on top of her, hammering away at the married white pussy between her wide spread legs. Sometimes as I watch a strange man's big, black cock sliding deep into my wife's pussy, I imagine that she can see me masturbating and getting ready to cum behind the mirror. When the stranger stiffens deep inside her and she whispers, "ohhh yesss! give it to me..gimme that cum," he thinks she's talking to him, and maybe she is, but she's talking to me too. I cum just like he does. I'm adding my cum to the cum I can see and hear him depositing deep inside her stuffed vagina and it's as good to me as it is to him. My wife knows I'm there and she knows I'm cumming too. Its like we're both fucking her and it feels like I'm cumming inside her too.

When they fall apart, panting and satisfied, I listen the the sounds of their breathing as we all float slowly back to earth. Its quiet except for our pounding hearts as we bask in the gratifying warmth of post-euphoric bliss. We all marvel at what just happened and how absolutely marvelous it was. Encouraged, confident, and eager to find out if it would feel that good again, my fully infatuated wife and her equally smitten black lovers are soon fondling and giggling again...kissing repeatedly, eager to rekindle the fire of lust and passion that still burns brightly in their eyes.

Sometimes, after looking to see if I'm still gone, guys will ask my wife questions. They want to know if she liked it, if I ever fucked her that good or made her cum like that, and what I would do if I came back and caught him fucking her behind my back, so to speak. The Q and A and the constant fondling is very titillating, especially with my wife going on and on about how big and beautiful his black cock is and how much better he is in bed than I am. She often says I'm a pre-mature ejaculator and complains about how small my dick is. While she's "confessing," his big cock gets hard again and, in no time, he's ready for some more white pussy. My dick gets hard again too, especially if she decides to suck his black cock like she always does after a guy fucks her good and gets her off the first time like that. When she starts sucking a black guys dick like that, he knows and I know that she really liked him fucking her and wants him to fuck her again.

She always lays it on thick the second time around, thrilling her black lover and me with whispers, murmurers and moans of delight. Sprinkled in between are all the sexy little phrases that she uses to incite her black lovers (and me) to even greater passion and desire. Things like... "I've never had a cock this big before!"...or, "My husband's never been as far inside me as you are! Fuck my white pussy. I want you to have it all! I want you to fuck me like I've never been fucked before. Make me cum like you did the last time. I want to cum all night!" And it isn't just the images her words creates, I get off on the way she talks to us both at the same time without causing either of us to think she 's talking to anybody else.

Sometimes her outspoken murmurings prompt a visiting stud to talk right back to her. Guys say many different things to her. Its hard to choose examples but some of my personal favorites are: "You like this black dick, don't you, baby? Gimme that white pussy 'ho! Shake that big white ass! You want this black dick, don't you, bitch! That's right - cum, baby! I won't tell your husband. Spread them legs for daddy! Take all this black dick! Fuck me, whitegirl! Get that cum!"

At any rate, though they do last longer, her black lovers are usually pretty fast to cum the second time they fuck her too. Its exciting enough to be fucking a whiteman's wife in his own house behind his back, but its even more exciting when , instead of just letting you fuck her like she did the first time, she decides to give you some more of that hot, white pussy on her own...the real pussy - the one she don't give to nobody when hubby's around. In a visiting black stud's place, I'm sure I would cum pretty fast myself (I do now and I'm only watching).

As soon as we've all climaxed for the second time, I casually reenter the bedroom as if returning from my errand. We mischievously play hesaid/shesaid games about what they did while I was gone while we all get a drink and nibble some snack-ums. My wife beats around the bush, evading my questions and making eyes with her new found partner in crime until I finally tell her and him that I know for a fact they've been fucking because the bedroom smells like a whorehouse. She admits that maybe they were fucking a little and, in best whore voice, brags that she's going to be his whore and my whore at the same time. After that she sucks our cocks and spreads her legs anytime we want for the rest of the night or until we can't get it up anymore, whichever comes first.

My wife was 30… we'd been married for 4 years. Maggie is a solidly built, petite woman, a shade over five feet tall, light brown hair - shoulder-length - with blonde highlights and hazel eyes. She's pretty without being gorgeous, beautiful, etc. And despite being short, Maggie has a pair of legitimate 36D's with a real 26-inch waist and 36 hips. Got the picture?

We'd been invited to her cousin's wedding. Other than her cousin we didn't know many other people at all so at the reception at a nearby Ramada, we had a table near the back. Maggie had been downing champagne and was feeling quite social. I am not the world's best dancer and she loves dancing. Needless to say, when the dancing began I really didn't mind Maggie dancing with whatever partners she found and she was content with that. But over the course of the next few hours Maggie stayed on the dance floor with her 'partner', a younger Blackman whose name was Roger. They danced fast, they danced slow, they just danced. When she did stop back at our table Maggie was perspiring a bit and downed a few more champagnes. I found it interesting she was dancing with a black guy because normally Maggie did not chose black men as dance partners. I commented on that fact and got a shy, almost wicked grin from my wife who said, "It feels good!" And I watched her go back for a slow dance.

The two of them were very close together, Roger had his hand full of my wife's round, sexy asscheeks and her arms were up over his shoulders, bodies against each other as they moved and looked into the other's face. I'd lose them in the crowd and then see them again, talking, laughing and then I saw Roger gently feeling and squeezing Maggie's ass as his hips thrust at her. In return, my wife was slowly but intently jutting her hips and belly back at him. Roger was looking down the top of Maggie's dress and when she noticed it she gave a quick look around, murmured something to him and she quickly opened the top more, exposing much more of those two heavy tits. I realized I was watching something unexpected and very erotic. I was also very hard. With the lights dimmed it was difficult to see every little movement but I DID see my wife 'innocently' slide her hand down between them and press her open palm along his crotch. She traced the outline of his dick as they danced and in another moment their mouths met and they frenched there on the dance floor. This lasted at least three minutes and the dance ended.

Maggie came back to the table very nervous, downed more champagne and sat next to me, obviously wanting to say something. Finally she leaned over very close and said, "He wants me to let him fuck me…" I felt paralyzed - wanting it to happen. "You want it?" I asked, trying to sound 'sophisticated'. There was a moment's pause and my wife said, "Uh huh," quietly. "Then just let it happen," I suggested, surprising her. "You're not gonna get pissed are you?" she asked, wanting to be very sure. "I mean, you're gonna be okay with this later, right?" I had a difficult time controlling myself. "I promise," I assured her. That got me a big, wet kiss from my wife. She excused herself and went to the restroom and when she returned she handed me her purse - now containing her panties and bra. "See you later?" she asked, almost in a rush and hurried back to the dance floor.

The next song was another slow one and I think Roger asked for it specifically. I watched him with Maggie, saw her talk to him quickly and he glanced in my direction. Then they pressed against each other once more. But about a minute into the song they began edging to the side of the dance floor where a glass door opened out onto a grassy area thickly crowded with shrubs. I realized what was going to happen and immediately left the table and headed out a side door. It was mid October and already darkening outside so I followed the contour of the Ramada around to the reception area. By standing perfectly still I could hear the heavy, rapid breathing and as quickly but quietly as I could, maneuvered through the shrubs, listening, until I knew I was real close. In fact, I ended up less than ten feet away. Simply bending and peering around a shoulder high bush I had an almost perfect profile view. It was mind-boggling.

The top to Maggie's dress was down and the bottom was hiked up. My wife was on her back, legs spread and pulled back, bent at the knees with Roger on top, his mouth sucking one of her tits as he fucked her deeply with steady, even thrusts. Maggie had her arms over his shoulders, eyes closed, her hips rolling as she fucked back. I could see Roger's black cock and big swollen balls under one of my wife's raised thighs - moving in and out as his sac slapped her asscheeks. The wet slurpy sound of black dick moving in white pussy was very audible as well as Maggie's short, staccato grunting with each thrust.

"Damn…you…are…so….good," she was groaning in time with her fuck. "You…feel….so…good…in my cunt," for some reason my wife always used the word 'cunt', contrary to other women I knew. Roger stopped sucking her tit and looked into her face. "You like my big black dick up your white pussy?" he asked… enjoying the hold he had on her. "How much you like this black dick in you, baby?" My wife groaned and whimpered and he asked her again. Maggie moaned softly. "I love your black dick in my white cunt," she grunted. "Squeeze it with your pussy," Roger said and then he sighed, "That's it, baby… squeeze my dick so good. You fuck so good." It went on like that, Maggie telling him how good it felt to have a black cock in her and Roger telling her what a good fuck she was. He also liked her bush…. Maggie has a nice, dense bush on her pussy. And finally he said, "You want my load, baby?" and Maggie whimpered, nodding her head. "Tell me where," Roger prodded her. "In…my…cunt," Maggie groaned and it hit me that he was fucking her bareback. My wife wanted a black man to cum in her pussy. Roger's hands slid under my wife's ass and held the cheeks firmly. Maggie was humping at him feverishly and suddenly he groaned and she squealed, straining at each other. I was trembling at the idea he was pulsing sperm into my wife's pussy. Maggie must have felt the semen spurting because she grabbed at him "Oh yesyesyes," she was repeating until their pace slowed and my wife's legs came down so Roger could withdraw.

Back at the table Maggie sat down wearily, not knowing I had seen her. She was still apprehensive about my reaction and ran a hand over my crotch, surprised that I was hard. "You okay?" she asked. I smiled and said I should be asking her the question, to which she gave me a wan grin and said she was feeling "real fine…"

On our way home Maggie was still nervous and finally had to speak. "He wants to see me tomorrow," she said quietly. It was a Sunday and we had planned to just sleep in. "What do you think?" I looked at her. "Do you wanna see him again?" I asked. A pause. "Uh huh" she responded softly. "Are you going to fuck?" I asked. Maggie nodded. "Yesssss," she hissed sensuously. "Is he big?" I wanted to know and she assured me he was not only long but thick. "You let him cum in you…" I stated. My wife was silent and then nodded. "You gonna let him tomorrow?" And she got real close to me and nodded again. "I'll wait for you," I finally told her.

What was interesting is that Maggie didn't go into graphic detail about her sex with Roger, saying it made her feel funny. But on Sunday she spent five hours at his apartment and when she came home she was tired and would only tell me he had cum in her pussy twice and she had sucked and eaten a particularly heavy load of black semen. Maggie also told me she loved being fucked from behind by him. They saw each other for a month after that… Maggie went to his place two - three times a week to get laid and for the first week even considered having him as a steady black boyfriend. But by the third week of their sexing she knew the 'thrill' was gone and shortly after they simply stopped seeing each other.

In that brief time my wife's cunt was loosened a great deal - the hole was actually wider and deeper. I mentioned to her about the adage of once going black you don't go back and she smiled. It's been four years since my wife was fucked by Roger and she says that there might be a time in the future she gets a need for dark meat… but for now she seems content with having done it and letting it go at that…

Ken

I wanna say a few words to all you wife watching husbands out there. You post your wife's sexy photos on the web and pretty soon alot of horny pussy loving bruthas start lining up to fuck her, right? I mean, that is what you're doing, isn't it? And your obedient little wives do everything they can to make the fantasy they are to us and we are to them, as pleasurable and gratifying as possible, don't they? They suck our black dicks and swallow our cum loads, they give us that married white pussy over and over again; and, according to you, they do it all because YOU want them to, right?

What you're saying is: "she might be doing it with you, nigger; but she's doing it for me!" Bullshit, honky! Its you that wants me there, you that brings me there, and you that gets off on watching me fuck your your old lady like you wish you could fuck her yourself! Watching a blackman fuck your wife is as close as you can come to being a blackman yourself, isn't it? If not, then why do you rely on the passion and virility of another man to satisfy your wife's sexual needs? You don't think you've got the right stuff to do it yourself, do you?

I bet while you're watching me or some other black stud fuck your wife to obvious and repeated orgasms, you're imagining it's you pleasing her like that, aren't you? True, you are the guy that put me between her legs to start with so I guess in a way, you are pleasing her like that yourself. And, since you don't really trust anyone else with your fantasy, you try to orchestrate and control everything that happens too. You want it to be just like you imagined it to be don't you? Personally, I think it's being in control that turns you on more than anything else. I also think you envy blackmen. You envy our big cocks and marvel at how easily we can satisfy your women. Thats why it thrills you so much to watch us do your wives. Watching and wanking from a distance and risking little, you selfishly immerse yourself in your own fantasy, pretending that the blackman sticking it in is you.

Of course, that and any other psyco-babble rationalization you choose to rely on to make sharing your woman with strangers a noble thing to do, is okay with me. But, never kid yourself about what's going on, Mister. Do all the pretending and extending you want to, but when all is said and done, I fucked your wife's hot pussy all night long while you fucked your fist like an adolescent teenager. I don't even know why I'm talking to you about it, anyway. Its not really you I'm interested in anyway. I'm interested in your wife, Mister 'weluvdoingit@aol.com.'

The idea of sticking my big, black dick in her sexy white pussy with you jerking off and filming it all just makes my dick that much harder. If she looks half as good as the photos you're flashing on the web, what white pussy loving brutha in his right mind wouldn't want to fuck her? I love those ads of yours too. The matter-of-fact way you solicit perfect strangers to drop by and sample your wife's sexual favors blows me away. I mean, who wouldn't? All I have to do is show up with a hardon, right? That's no problem. My dick gets hard every time I look at these pictures of her. I can guarantee you it'll be hard as stone when we get together. I mean, how much easier can getting some free white pussy be?

And, under those circumstances, I find it fitting that your wives so willingly accommodate and share themselves with blackmen the way they do. The married white women I have met on the internet and fucked in front of their husbands are the hottest women I've ever been with. Something about black cocks really turns them on and they do everything they can to please. They seem to love sucking blackmen and everyone I've been with has swallowed my cum. Several even took it in their hot, white buttholes. For some reason, married white women try to be all the things blackmen have ever heard about white women. And, once we get them naked in a bed, they want is as much black dick as they can get for as long as they can get it. At least they do when they're with me.

As far as I am concerned, married white women have the best pussy in the world and they are the hottest women in the world too. So, use me as an extension, call me easy, think I'm stupid... anything, as long as you "let me" have sex with your beautiful wife, I won't be offended by any of that. Call me names and abuse me, whiteboy. but never tell me I can't fuck'er better than you can. I know it! You know it! And, after I get this Alabama black snake in her sexy white ass, your wife's gonna know it too! Who knows, if you say the right things and urge me and your wife both on, I might let you hold my dick while she's sucking it... or let you guide it into her pussy for me.

If you don't want me between your wife's legs, you better not show her this. If you do, she's gonna want me between her legs herself and you know you'll give in if she wants me. Beat her to the punch, 'weluvdoingit'. Get in touch with me before she does so it can all be your idea. When we do get together, if I find out you waited for her to insist, I'll tie you to a chair in the next room and make you watch me fuck her in the mirror.

Together as husband and wife, we could exchange all the emotional and sensory delights we experieced individually when we included others in our sex play. He told me that a married woman who has sex with other men with her spouse present, urging her on, is not a whore or a slut. She's just a housewife being responsive to her husband's sexual needs... a woman trying to please her man. He really made it seem like including others was just an extension of our own lovemaking... like it was no big deal and definitely not adulterous.

It logically follows that the more you enjoy yourself with the other man, the better hubby's going to feel about putting another man between your legs to begin with. Believe it or not, he really loves you. His intent is not to defile or degrade you. He wants to show you how different sex can be with someone beween you providing the pleasure you both need to get off. Someone you share with individually in order to share the experience of him together. That way, its belongs to you both - its "your" experience instead of just a him and hers! By making my pleasure his and his pleasure mine as we revel in the pleasure of the man between us, my husband can climax in a place where only pairs can enter - no singles. It always leaves us both more satisfied and contented than we ever thought possible. I never imagined having 3way sex back when my husband and I did it to each other instead of with each other. I thought about screwing other guys sometimes but never with my husband watching. I wasn't prepared for how eager and anxious my husband was to see me spread my legs for another man, and, I wasn't prepared for how pleasurable and gratifying 3way sex was gonna be when we did try it.

Once you relax and allow yourself to the relate to the guy you're screwing, more than you worry about your husband, you're gonna enjoy one night stands as much as I do, especially if your husband has the hots for you afterward as much as mine does. I just relate to the otherman as the instrument of my hubby's desire and respond to him accordingly, sometimes too accordingly, I'm afraid. But, I can say that once I spread my legs for whoever we've chosen to pair me with, he and my watching husband seem one in the same. Even though my husband's across the room, watching and masturbating himself, everything about the sex is exactly the same as it is when my husband is between my legs himself. Its like the stranger between us is a thrilling new way for us (hubby and I) to make love together. When I really get into it, I start to feel like the guy between my legs is my 2nd husband and I try my best to cherish them both. I give the stranger all the passion and love I feel for my husband and I enjoy him as if he were my husband becuase in 3ways, even if it is for one night, the other man is your husband.

You have to understand the difference between sex and love to really see what I mean. To women, sex is an expression of love, an extension of the same emotion. Unfortunately, to most, if not all men, sex and love are completely different things. You might be making love everytime, honey, but you can bet your ass - he's fucking! Therein lies the rub. My husband's desire to see me with other men is obviously a product of his conflicting sex/love desires about loved ones growing up. He told me the only effective way a man can deal with his repressed sexual desire for family members and loved ones is to hear about and observe them having sex with others. Watching me orgasm and repeatedly climax with a big dicked stranger thrusting between my legs...watching me getting fucked like he'd always fantasized about fucking me himself, is as close as my husband can get to whore fucking me, without love/sex issues and guilt spoiling all the fun.

We all have sex/love conflicts, don't we? Sex is almost exclusively an auto-erotic sensory experience. Its amplified when another person or persons seeking a similar amplification to their own auto-erotic experiences joins in. Instead of getting off individually, you get off together, lifting each other to a higher level of gratification than either of you reach on your own. That's what husband and wife screwing is and what it was with us, until my husband suggested expanding our boundaries. He says watching is almost as arousing as doing. I saw my father's cock once. It was early in the morning and he was pissing. I'll never forget how thick and hard it was sticking out like that with his yellow urine streaming out the end. To this day when I see a guy with a cock that reminds me of my father's, I go out of my way to have sex with him again. Hell, one night stands with men I hardly knew sustained me after my divorce from my first husband. I still had the same sexual needs and I liked the feeling of a man inside me too much to deny myself that. I cruised the bars and found lots of horny young guys anxious and eager to put out the fire between my legs.

One night, I went home with a sexy guitar player named Ron and his two roomates. After Ron fucked me in his bedroom, he told me he sort of told his friends I'd fuck them too. I flatly refused and asked him what kind of woman he thought I was. He told me he thought I was the sexiest woman he'd ever been with, that I really knew how to make a man feel good. I was pretty loaded and distracted by him feeling me up, and he kept trying to talk me into fucking his roomies until I finally agreed to let his best friend screw me as long as I didn't have to screw the other guy. Of course, once the best friend was finished, the third guy insisted that I give him some too. I really didn't want to but fucking him seemed the easiest way to get out of there so I did it.

At any rate, 3ways with other men, especially well hung blackmen is our fetish now. I'm not sure which of us enjoys it the most, but I can testify that every blackman we've ever partied with enjoyed themselves as much as we did. If there's a better way to have terrific sex, we haven't found it and we've been active for 11 years. Take a tip for a women who knows, ladies. If its your husband's wish and you can trust yourself and your own desires, let your husband talk you into trying 3ways with other men. You will be pleasantly surprised at how gratifying sex for the sake of sex can be sometimes.

One April afternoon when I was almost 13, I was coming home early from the rec center. As soon as I entered the house, I sensed it somehow. I quietly ascended the stairs. About halfway up, I heard the familiar sounds of sexual gratification coming from the master bedroom - their bedroom. I had to pass their room to get to my own room and if they left the door ajar, it was difficult not to peek. I often stole a quick glance as I passed. So that afternnon, I was praying the door would be ajar. I wanted to see! I wanted pictures to go with the sounds it aroused me so much to hear. If I had known that seeing it would sexually gratify me to the point of creating a permanent sexual need thats lasted a lifetime, I wonder if I would have climbed those stairs? At any rate, my adolescent need to know...to see, out weighed any thought of consequences that afternoon. I climbed those stairs and shook with anticipation and excitement as I peeped thru the slightly ajar door into the room.

Expecting to see my parents having a little afternoon delight, I wasn't prepared for the spontaneous orgasm I had when I saw my mother lying naked across the bed with her dress up around her waist and her bare ass shaking with the impact of the thick black dick some delivery guy was pounding into her from behind. I almost orgasmed again when he smacked her bare ass and told her to bark like a dog. In her familiar little whisper, she told him she was a hot white bitch and she loved getting fucked like a dog. Then she starting urging him on, rocking her ass back to meet his powerful thrusting penetrations. "Yes" she moaned, "Oh yes! Fuck me, nigger! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

After my third climax in less then ten minutes, confused and fearing I'd be caught, I stole quietly down the stairs. I played curb ball outside the house and pretended not to notice the blackman when he came out of our house and got back in his truck. As he pulled away, I could still see his thick black cock hammering in and out of my mother's vagina in my mind. It looked just like it did when I listened to her and my father excite each other by talking about big dicked blackmen fucking her. They often talked about blackmen screwing her when they made love, and, somehow seeing the fantasy in the flesh, so to speak, and loving my mother like I did (and still do), I took my unbelievablely gratifying multiple orgasms as a sign of what I already believed to be a solution to the guilt producing oepidal desire I and a lot of other men have for their family members and loved ones. I watched as another man fucked the object of my desire and somehow became one with him as he fucked her. As long as I watched him fuck her and thought about him being me and me being him, I was him! My mother wasn't MOTHER to him. She was just some hot white pussy to him and he fucked her like I was all the time dreaming about fucking her, thrilling her and making her want him to fuck her some more. Watching that delivery guy screw her was like screwing her myself without the guilt. I liked it, she liked it, he liked it, and my dad would have liked it if he had been there too.

That love/lust union of sorts was the pivotal architect of what has come the cornerstore of a lifelong sexual preference for watching other men fuck the women I love. As long as a stranger treats the women I love like whores and fucks them like whores, I can piggyback a ride with him and fuck them myself without the crushing guilt my forbidden oepidal desires always produced. Of course, there were many other options but at that age, you don't look for options - you're afraid. You just look for answers. An answer for that which tormented my soul constantly was a godsend to cherish forever and I have cherished it everyday since.

From that April afternoon on, I had little trouble squeezing my big-dicked-black-ass in between my parents when they made love. I became the nigger they fantasized about in the darkness and the three of us had scores of beautiful, scyncronized orgasms even though they never knew or never made any reference to me being involved at all. The thought of their own son having sex with them by imagining himself to be their fantasy nigger would have probably motified them both. Arriving at the same destination with my wife after we married was a lot more difficult. I couldn't hide unseen in the hall anymore. I had to become my father and want it for my wife like he wanted it for my mom. I had to actually do it with her via another man in order to grasp the reality of it as well as the fantasy of it.

Our course in the early years of our marriage sex and love were totally compatible. We both had a heathly appreciation for the carnal delights and we loved taking each other to such gratifying sexual heights. But the longer we were together, the more I loved her and the more of a bond I had with her. Eventually, my need to have selfish, carnal, passion for my wife as a sexual object started making me feel guilty. How can you cum in someone you love's mouth without having conflicting feelings about it? When I started having trouble getting it up with my wife, I knew the time had come to inject other men fantasies into our sex play. After several tedious months of dropping hints and magazines and videos, I started taking sexy photos of her and actually talking to her about having sex with other men. Having learned alot about the pleasures of a man between her legs during her any port in a storm divorcee days, my wife wasn't appalled at the suggestion. In fact her 1st husband had convinced her to do other guys, only to reject her and physically abuse her after she started finding pleasure in it herself. He didn't watch her, he just made her tell him about it when she got home from doing it.

I knew from experience how much she liked sex and her "confessions" to me about her wild divorcee days told me many different men had taken her where she wanted to go in bed. It was trusting me that was difficult for her. Regardless of how eloquently I phrased it, it sounded like deja vous all over again to her and she feared I would react angrily and be judgemental and abusive like he was. Fortunately for me, her desire to please me and make our marriage work persuaded her to forego her misgivings and trust me to appreciate what she was doing and the chance she was taking by agreeing to sleep with other guys while I watched her and took pictures. I promised I wouldn't be jealous or judgemental or reject her after she did it. I promised to share it with her and get off on it as much as she did, if she did. He'll be fucking you for me and you'll be fucking him for me, I told her. And I prmoised the I wouldn't get mad if they happened to find themselves fucking one another for one another as well.

Despite a little miscommunication at times and a few bumps in the road on occassion, it started to reinvigorate us sexually, especially when we got around to black guys. She absolutely loved how excited and attentive I got when she flirted with and seduced a strange blackman right before my very eyes. She said she always felt like she was fucking me too when she was spreading her legs for a blackman. She loved those big, hard black cocks stretching and filling her vagina. She loved how just watching blacks fuck her made me cum everytime they did and everytime she did too. It wasn't deja vous all over again for her, but it was for me. I still fuck her right along with them just like I did in that hall outside my parents bedroom. Nothing gratifies me like watching her surrender herself to the blissful pleasure and carnal delight of a well hung blackman's big cock! Its definitely my wife's favorite way to get off now and its been my favorite for as long as I can remember. So when you're fucking my wife and you think I'm enjoying it as much as you do, I AM!

I finally got a computer and that makes getting laid a lot easier for everybody. You wouldn't believe how many "Fuck-my-wife" ads there were from married white couples looking for a blackman to party with the wife. Its amazing how many white boys want to watch and photograph their wives and girlfriends having sex with blackmen. I've been in white pussy heaven ever since I joined Dark Cavern. Believe it or not, I scored on my very first try.

This accountant looking white boy with glasses and a little dick wanted a well hung black man to pleasure his wife... no strings and no gay stuff. He even let me check his old lady out on the webcam. She was almost too sexy to be true. Nice long legs, a big pretty ass, and two big old white titties about to spill out the top of that teddy she was wearing. Wavy blond hair, blues eyes, a pretty face... How did I get so lucky? And, what the hell was he doing soliciting for somebody else to fuck a woman like that? His sexy wife was the "white pussy" me and every other Southern blackman dreams about. She was perfect! My johnson got hard just looking at her on the computer.

With her standing over his shoulder looking at me like I was already fucking her, I quickly accepted their invitation to join them for a little 3-way fun the following weekend. I live in Macon so it wasn't too long a drive. Still, for a 18 year old blackman thinking about getting his dick in some Southern-fried married white pussy, the drive seemed endless. My dick had been hard all week thinking about her and the closer I got to Myrtle Beach, the harder my johnson got. By the time I pulled into the motel parking lot and found the lounge where I was supposed to meet them, I was about to bust.

If anything, Debbie looked better in person that she did on the web. She was wearing more clothes but I still recognized her immediately. Her and Curtis (her nervous husband) were sitting on opposite sides of the table in a secluded booth near the back. As I slid into the booth beside Debbie and introduced myself, Curtis looked around like he was afraid somebody might see us back there. Debbie, on the other hand, flashed me a big smile and slid closer until her thigh was pressed against mine. She told me she was really glad I came. "I've been thinking about you all week," she blurted out, then put her hand over her mouth and blushed with embarassment. I patted her thigh under the table, and told her I had been thinking about her too.

"I bet you have" she giggled, fondling my crotch. I didn't blush but I almost shot off in my pants. "I knew you'd have a hard-on" she whispered in my ear as she squeezed and pulled at my dick under the table. I was so turned on I would have fucked her right there if I could have. I finally had to push her hand away. I asked them if they had a room and the husband asked me if I wanted to see it. Before I could answer, Debbie was nudging me out of the booth. "It'll be cooler in the room and not nearly so crowded," she giggled, squeezing my bicep. Walking thru the lounge to the elevators, she clung to my arm like she was with me instead of her husband. I resisted the urge to fondle her and tried to hide my erection as best I could until the elevator doors closed behind us. Fortunately, the car was empty and she didn't resist when I pulled her into my arms and started kissing her. She rubbed her body against my hardness and opened her mouth for my tongue. My hands were everywhere, squeezing the soft cheeks of her ass and slipping between us to fondle her braless titties. Damn - she was fine! I really liked feeling her up right in front of her husband like that, too. I couldn't wait to fuck her! I wanted him to watch me fuck her... to watch me make her cum. We kissed and touched all the way to the 6th floor.

Once in the room, Debbie went immediately to the kind-sized bed, pulling me along with her. She lifted her short shirt up around her waist and laid down on the bed, her shapely legs slightly spread. With nothing except her panties between me and that white pussy, I quickly unzipped my pants and pulled my dick out. I wanted them both to see how big and hard I was. I grabbed the waistband of her bloomers and quickly stripped them down her legs and off. She spread her legs wider, giving me a good look at her sexy white thighs and her silky haired pussy tucked tightly in between. I was between her legs in nothing flat, rubbing my big cock up and down the the pink slit of her wet and very anxious pussy. She grabbed my cock in her hands and set the swollen head against her wrinkled labias.

Impatient from all the waiting and wanting, I buried it to the balls with the first thrust and started fucking her tight pussy fast and furious. That sweet white pussy was so tightly stretched around my cock it felt like a second skin, and when she started twitching and cumming right off the bat, I couldn't help but join her. I started cumming too, pumping so much black cum into her little pussy, it was already leaking out before I was finished.

After that, it was like her needle-dicked husband wasn't even there. I could see him watching and wanking and I could hear his titillating words of encouragement as he watched us, but it was just innocous background noise. His wife, Debbie and that marvelous white pussy of hers was all I wanted and all I thought about. I fucked her over and over, mesmerized by her passionate responses and her eager willingness to surrender herslf and her pussy to me with him right there watching her do it! He may not have know it, but his wife liked black meat. She really liked it!

I called them many times after that night. I hung up without speaking until the day Debbie answered the phone. Then, when I told her who it was, she immediately asked if I was in town. When I said "yes" she asked what motel. I told her and she said she would be right over. When she arrived without her husband, I knew she was hot for me with or without him. I probably fucked her more than her husband did for the next couple months. She was the "white pussy" of my dreams and I wore her ass out every chance I got.

I like white girls more than anything else now. They're safe. The pussy is always hot and its FREE! In addition, white couples who share their bed with strange blackmen aren't going to talk about it to anyone. I've been a DC regular for over a year and I couldn't be happier. I get more fine pussy than I can shake a stick at. The sexy babes at DC, married and unmarried, DELIVER and I'll testify to that.

I always wore short, tight fitting skirts, breast hugging, low cut tops, garters, sheer energy hose, and high heels. We'd stand in the shadows near the walkways, talking and looking around. When I saw a black guy looking me over, I made eye contact and if he sensed what I wanted him to sense, the game was on. Hubby would turn his back, pretending to be looking at something behind us, so I could flirt with the guy admiring me without him seeing me do it. I'd rub my hands on my legs or pull at my hose or play with my hair as I held eye contact with the stranger, mentally willing him to approach me...to take a better look. As soon as he closed the distance between us, I moved toward him and away from my "unsuspecting" husband who was still gazing off into the night.

After some nervous ice-breaking chit-chat and some obvious "take-me-I'm-yours" pantomimes, I'd suggest we get away from the building and sit at one of the concrete picnic tables to talk. When they asked about my husband, I told them he wasn't a problem. Instead of sitting across from them at the table, I sat beside them...close beside them so that our thighs touched occassionally. Talking and flirting becomes kissing and fondling and then my husband, whose been watching us the whole time, strolls up and suggests we might all be more comfortable in the van. When the stranger hesitates as they invariably do, I tell them my husband isn't gay, that he likes to watch. Then we start walking to where we parked the van, confident the guy will follow. Some take longer than others but they always join us in the van.

Once in the van, its RAM-BAM-THANK YOU, MA'AM, sometimes more than once. I love it, my husband loves it, and the stranger can't believe his good fortune. He just stopped for a bathroom break and some white guy and his beautiful, sexy wife put the make on him. She gives him all the free white pussy he wants and her husband jerks off the whole time, loving every minute of it. They always leave with a dazed look of contented delight and a huge smile on their faces. Then hubby and I fuck like rabbits talking about how good that black dick was and how sexy and irresistable I looked with my skirt up and my panties down. Its what we have come to call A DARK NIGHT ON THE TOWN and depravity and promiscuity aside, I like it more than anything we do.

"I love a woman's ass," her partner whispered, squeezing her spongey cheeks for emphasis. "Especially a white woman's ass. I can't wait to get you naked!" I squirmed in my seat as my wife dropped her arm off his shoulder and slipped her hand between their tightly pressed bodies. Even though, I couldn't see her hand, I knew she fondling his black cock thru his pants. "I can't wait to see this," she whispered, obviously referring to his cock. He suggested they get outta there. He wanted to go up to the room...to be alone with her. "I'm a married woman", she whispered, breaking their embrace and releasing her grip on his stiff cock. "Married's okay" he replied, pulling her close again. "I won't tell if you don't." "He already knows," my wife replied, rubbing herself against his hardness again. "Fortunately for me, and you, I hope," she giggled, "my husband won't be a problem. He likes watching me with other men. In fact, he's watching us right now!"

As he looked around, trying to spot me, she pressed herself even tighter against him. "Have you ever fucked a married white woman with her husband watching you do it?" she asked him, breathing heavily, as she pushed her braless breasts into his chest until their bodies were sealed against one another so tightly, they appeared to be having sex right there on the dancefloor. "I ain't for no gay shit," he said, having second thoughts, in spite of his obvious desire for her. "My husband isn't gay," she replied, "He's a voyeur. He just wants to watch. He won't touch either one of us. He'll masturbate if he gets really excited, but thats all he'll do." Anticipating what I already knew his decision would be, I adjusted my throbbing erection and waited.

My sexy wife increased the pressure by touching him again. "I want to feel this big cock of yours inside me," she whispered, kissing him on the mouth in front of everyone in the bar. "Please don't spoil it because he wants to watch us," she went on. "I like him watching. Its makes me hotter when he right there to see it." His hesitation evaporated as her fingers danced along the length of his big cock. "I'll get a room", he decided, guiding her off the dancefloor toward the exit. "We already have one," she told him, taking his arm possessively as they headed for the elevators together. I followed at a discreet distance, getting more and more aroused as they touched and fondled each other as they waited for the elevator to take them up to our room. I raced up the stairs, about to shoot off in my pants as I listened to the sounds of their breathing and the rustling of their clothing inside the elevator. My imagination was working overtime and, in my mind's eye, I could almost see them making out and touching each other in the elevator as it carried them up to the 4th floor.

I was opening the door to our room when I heard the elevator stop between floors. "I wanna see them titties!" my wife's new friend demanded. "Not here." my wife protested. "Wait'll we get to the room!" Then rustling noises, strained breathing, and the unmistakable of clothes tearing. "You're tearing it" my wife complained. "Here let me do it!" I wasn't sure but I would have bet my paycheck she was opening her blouse and showing him her big white titties. She confirmed my suspicions a moment later when she again urged him to wait until they got to the room. "I thought you was wearing falsies," her black suitor said. "I love big titties, especially big, married, white titties!" After some heavy breathing and rustling noises, my wife told him how hot he was making her and warned him if he didn't stop it, he was gonna have to fuck her right there.

I was already stroking my own cock as I imagined them going at it in the elevator car, but my frantic visualizations were short lived when I heard the elevator come back on. I peeked out the door and watched them come down the hall toward the room. My wife's blouse was hanging open and her now braless breasts glistened whitely in the dim hallway light. She was rubbing the bulge of his hard cock thru his pants and trying to walk with both of his dark hands roaming around under her skirt, front and back. "Where the hell is the room, baby?" he panted, "I'm about to cum in my pants!"

"Hi honey," she said staring at the cracked doorway she knew I was watching them through."Open the door!" I did and they brushed by me into the room, still pulling and tugging at each other passionately.

As she dropped her skirt and hopped up on the kingsize bed, he dropped his pants and joined her as if I wasn't even in the room at all. His boxers were tented out so far in the front, I half expected his big boner to burst right through the fabric. I needn't have worried. My wife grabbed the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down with one quick jerk, gasping outloud at the sight of his thick, rigid, uncut black cock. Her hands looked small and childlike as she fondled and squeezed his impressive tool.

I knew she wanted to suck it (she loves sucking dick), but this guy was in too bigga hurry for that. Her filmy panties seperated like tissue paper as he ripped them off her body in his haste to mount her. He pushed her down on the bed, holding her by the ankles as he forced her legs apart. He stared at the glistening pubic hair between her legs and told her she had a pretty pussy as he aimed his huge cock at the wrinkled, pink labias in the center of her hairy crotch. I pumped my stiff cock excitedly as I watched him rub his swollen cockhead across her pubics and thru the moistness of her wet slit. I heard myself telling him to "fuck her", to "get that white pussy," as he seperated her labias and pushed his thick cock into her ever so slowly.

"Yesssssss!" my fully aroused wife murmured as he penetrated her body and inched his way deep inside her tight vagina. "Fuck me!" Fuck my white pussy!" she urged, spreading her legs as wide as she could. She raised her hips to meet him and shook with orgasmic spasms as he rammed his big, black dick all the way in her. "You want this black dick, baby?" he teased, ramming his big cock all the way in her again. "You like it all the way in like that, don't you, baby? Hubby can't put that kinda dick in you, can he?" His taunting and the thick cock he kept hammering into my wife's stretched vagina, added to her (and my) pleasure, causing her to lapse into a continuous and prelonged orgasm, and me to shoot off all over the floor beside the bed.

When he finally stiffened between her outspread legs and started emptying his hairy balls deep inside her, my wife curled herself around his thrusting hips and climaxed repeatedly as his hot semen bathed her insides with warm, sticky spurts of delight. "God! What a cock!" she moaned, pulling at his taut ass cheeks, holding him deep inside her until he had nothing left to give.

As they fell apart gasping for breath and glowing with gratification, I slipped into the bathroom to wipe myself off and catch my own breath. As good as it always is for me, I had not expected it to be that good that quickly. I guess it was all the foreplay and excitement earlier. Not that I was complaining. Watching those two fuck like that would have made anybody's dick hard. Besides we all 3 climaxed at about the same time so it was as good to them as it was to me. As I tossed the messy tissues I used to wipe myself off into the trash can, I heard my wife's black bedmate tell her to "suck it!" and was instantly hard again. I opened the door to see her on her knees with him standing over her, his dark cock already hard and halfway down her throat.

She sucked his black cock for what seemed like hours and he fucked her 3 more times before he finally thanked us for the party and left. We fucked after he left and spent the rest of the night and most of the next two days reliving every moment of it and fucking repeatedly. We never told him and to this day, he doesn't know I had her wired for sound. Its was one of the best 3ways ever for us and I can assure you we will be doing sound mike thing again... and again... and again...

Well, times sure have changed! Black man/white woman sex is popular now. It's all over the place. It's even "politically correct" for white females to have relations with black males nowadays. From what I see on Dark Cavern and a lot of other sites, all a brutha's gotta do to get some white pussy in the new millenium is log-on to the internet. All kinds of white folks are advertising for sex with blacks. I couldn't believe how many married couples want a black stud to fuck the wife while the husband watches her get it. And, if the photos with ads are real, a lot of them married white girls are looking sexy as hell.

Of course, there was plenty of race mingling between consenting adults in my day too but it was all hush-hush and behind closed doors. The white folks had to be careful because if anyone found out the wife was spreading for blacks, she'd be branded a "whore" and rejected by the rest of the white community (some of whom were doing the same thing themselves!). Yes sir, in my day it wasn't doing it that was so bad, it was getting caught that was bad. Unless, like me, you got caught, accidently on purpose, by her husband who planned the whole thing ahead of time so he could watch me fuck her.

But all that came later. I met Becky at a drama group. She was in the play and I was helping with the sets and props. Her husband, Dan was a real estate developer or something and she was doing the play to amuse herself while he was away on business. She was a small, lightly freckled woman - white as the driven snow, with luminous green eyes and a smile that made me want to throw her down and fuck her as soon as I saw it. She had nice big titties and the sexiest little ass I ever saw. I knew the first time our eyes met that she liked me too. It felt like we were already doing it with our eyes if you know what I mean. My cock twitched in my pants at my first sight of Becky and it hasn't stopped twitching since. I'm about half hard now just telling you about this.

I woulda moved right in on her that first day but, I had to be careful. As arousing and exciting as white women are, back then, they were dangerous. I didn't want to get into something that could get me shot or hung. Still, I couldn't resist my desire for her. The risk would only make the triumph of getting into her panties that much sweeter for me. Forbidden fruit is the tastiest and most gratifying fruit of all. I wanted to fuck her because she was so fine, but, I wanted to fuck her even more becuase she was married and white and off limits. In the beginning, nothing happened between Becky and me. Neither of us knew what to do about the desire we shared. I masturbated myself to frequent orgasms just thinking about fucking her, imagining what it would be like, how it would feel, if she would like it, etc., but I was too uncertain to think of her as anything but a fantasy. As a married white woman, she couldn't come on to me, and, as an oppressed and uncertain black teen-ager, I was afraid to come on to her, so we lusted in our hearts and said nothing. That is, until the day her husband came to drive her home and saw the two of us talking on the sidewalk. She introduced us warmly, without batting an eye or giving any indication that our conversation had been filled with sexual inuendos and suggestive remarks. His handshake was warm and dry and he looked at me when he spoke to me. I liked that and I liked him. Dan was a really nice guy. After he left, I felt almost guilty about wanting to fuck his wife, but, as in most sex/morality delimmas, what my dick wants overrides everything else so I decided not to think about Dan at all. Whether we did or we didn't, it was between his wife and me and thinking about him only dulled my ardor.

From that day on, Becky's behavior changed. She suddenly started encouraging my advances and teased me alot when other people weren't around. Once she even raised her skirt and showed me her panties - gauzey, see thru panties that revealed the twin cheeks of her sexy white ass... I think she flashed me as a sort of come-on, her way of telling me she wanted to do something without actually saying it. At least. that's the way I took it. I started rubbing up against her and feeling her up when no one else was around after that. It escalated until we were practically grinding on each other at every opportunity. Finally, one Firday when we were both especially aroused, she told me to come to her house later. She said her husband was out of town on business and she needed some company. I made sure she knew how hard I was and told her I could hardly wait.

As instructed, I knocked softly on her back door as soon as night fell. It was really dark behind her house and I was glad to see the kitchen light come on. When she opened the door, my dick almost busted out of my pants! She was wearing a gauzey, full length, see thru negligee and with the light behind her, she might as well have been naked. I could see her big breasts jiggling under the gown and the sexy garter belt and sheer stockings she wore beneath it. She was pantiless and the dark triangle of her womanhood beckoned from between her legs. She was every bit as sexy and beautiful as I had fantasized for so many weeks. I started feeling her up and kissing her as soon as I was inside the door.

She somehow eluded my efforts to fuck her right there in the kitchen and took me upstairs to her and her husband's bedroom.

Once there, she practically ripped my pants off in her eagerness to see and touch my rockhard penis. "I never saw a black one" she whispered excitedly

as she squeezed and fondled my thick shaft. I slipped my hands under her gown and fondled the soft cheeks of her sexy white ass as I pressed my swollen erection against her crotch. I told her I wanted to fuck her, pushing her down on the bed. As her legs parted beneath me, she asked me what her husband would say if he found out she was doing it a blackman behind his back. As I pushed my rigid black trouser snake between her wrinkled labias and deep into her hot vagina, I told her what husband didn't know, wouldn't hurt him.

Talk about good pussy, Becky sure did have a good one on her. Tight but not too tight, and hot as an inferno inside. I managed to get my dick all the way in her, but I didn't pump her more than twice before I stiffened and spurted my passion deep inside her. She brushed off my attempts to apologize for cumming so fast, She patted my thigh and told me she climaxed too...that she always gets off really fast when a strange man enters her for the 1st time. Then she smiled that irresistable smile of hers and offered me a cold beer. As we sat on the bed sipping the suds, I stared at her nakedness with hungry eyes, already wanting to fuck her again. She saw by cock starting to rise and told me not to worry, the night was young. She said we had all the time in the world. Then she sat her drink on the nightstand and started sucking my cock until it was so full and hard I thought it would burst. As I savored the reality of my first sexual experience with a sexy, full bodied white woman, I felt ten feet tall watching Becky go down on my black dick. I got so hot I gave in to my long sought for fantasy and started encouraging her aloud. I urged her to "suck it!" as I pulled her hair and forced my cock deeper into her mouth and throat. As good as it felt and as much as I liked her blowing me like that, I wanted to fuck her again more than anything. I wanted to shoot some more cum in her sexy, married, white, black dick loving pussy so bad it hurt. I shoved her down on the bed and spread her legs apart. As I nudged my dick against her wetness, she moaned with anticipation. "Oh God!" she gasped. "You're going to fuck me again, aren't you?" I inched my thick cock deeper into the scalding cauldron of her delightful pussy. As I buried my dick in her tight pussy all the way to the balls and started really giving her what for, I told her I was going to fuck her all night long until her pussy got so sore she couldn't take it anymore. She curled her legs around me, shaking and moaning as she climaxed all over my big, black dick That's when her husband "accidently" walked in on us.Big eyed with shock and fear, I tried to pull my rapidly softening cock out of his wife's honeypot but she held me with her legs, refusing to let me stop. My heart was pounding like a jackhammer and I could see myself going to jail for rape or some other other bogus shit. Despite the confusion and terror I felt with her husband right there in the room with us, I will never forget Becky's disappointed moan when my suddenly limp cock slipped out of her pussy completely. Expecting her husband to assault me or worse for hosing his old lady behind his back, I was totally flabberghasted when he quipped that we needn't stop on his account. "I think its hot," he said, suggesting that I might want to tie him up while having my way with his wife in case he got jealous and tried to stop us. He even gave me a roll of tuct tape to do it.

Although I was still beseiged by conflicting emotions about the whole thing, I cautiously did as he said, taping him to a bedside chair where he could look but couldn't touch. As I stood there not knowing what to do next, he told his wife not to resist...to do what I wanted her to do so I wouldn't hurt them. It was all bullshit, of course but if thats what turned them on, it was okay with me. That was definitely better than the thoughts of doom I envisioned when I first saw him watching us. Trying to forget about Dan, I turned back to Becky. She was smiling, completely unruffled and seemingly unsurprised. "Just don't hurt us!" she pleaded convincingly, picking up her husband's theme. "I'll do anything you want!"

Still trying to get my mind around it, I felt myself becoming aroused again. I had heard about whitemen who liked to watch their wives get it on with other guys and the thought of fucking Becky right under her husband's nose had me hard again in nothing flat. I took the bull by the horns and told Becky I wanted her to suck it some more. When she hesitated, her husband urged her to do it. "Don't be afraid, honey." he chanted. "Just do what he says and everything'll be alright!"

With him watching her every move, Becky slipped off the bed and dropped to her knees in front of me. With sensuous, and dramatic deliberation, she started stroking and fondling my suddenly very responsive erection with both hands. "Its so big...and so black, and so exciting" she marveled, as she opened her mouth and started sucking my cock again. Her bound husband, with a visible erection of his own, told her how hot and sexy she looked with my big, black dick in her mouth. He told her to "Suck it" over and over as she bobbed up and down on my stiff tool, trying with all her might to take the whole thing. Deep throating, I think you call it now but back then it was just called sucking black dick. Becky loved it too. Her husband had to know she liked it, but for some reason, her eagerness and willingness just made him hotter. By the time I started shooting my load in her talented mouth, he had already jerked himself off and was busy getting another erection.

When I laid her down to fuck her, he came in real close and watched my black dick disappear inside her tight pussy. "Fuck that white pussy!" he chanted, stroking himself rapidly."Fuck it good!" I did exactly what he said too. I tore that white pussy up! When his wife started cumming all over my thick rod, he lost it again and showered the carpet with his second orgasm. Seeing that made his wife even hotter and she lifted her hips, begging me to ram it harder. I pounded her pussy repeatedly, stretching her labias to the breaking point and filling her vagina like it had never been filled before. By the time I shoot my load deep in her belly, she was shaking and trembling and whimpering like a child. "Oh my God!" she squealed as my black dick exploded inside her, "Not again - oh please - NOT AGAIN!"

By the time I finished shooting off, she was hunching her hips and having the orgasm of her life. She flushed beet red and almost lost her breath as a flurry of climatic spasms rocked her body. I thought she was going to pass out as her talented pussy squeezed the last drop of juice out of my deeply embedded cock. "Cum, baby," I urged as she shook and quivered under me. "Show Dan how good that black dick is!" Instead of resenting the remark, her husband told me to get all that white pussy as he spurted out his third orgasm in succession. I think the freaky motherfucker liked it more than I did so I stayed awhile, and when my dick was hard again, I fucked her one last time. That time I fucked her slow and deep, penetrating her completely with every thrust. She was climaxing in no time and begging for more. "Yes" she moaned, spreading her legs as far apart as they would go. "Fuck my white pussy, nigger!" she panted in orgasmic delight. "Fuck it like it needs to be fucked!" Unable to stop myself, I let go deep inside her pussy just as Dan let go all over the floor, and he told me to shoot that white pussy full of cum as I showered her insides with my sticky seed. It may not have been the best pussy I ever had but it was definitely the best white pussy I ever had. No blackman ever forgets the first white pussy he gets. Its a fantasy realized, and the excitement of it lasts forever!

I fucked that white woman all night long, ramming my thick black dick into her tight pussy again and again, unable to believe how good it was. I shot so much juice into her, I got weak- kneed and light headed. She couldn't get enough of my black dick either. She kept asking her husband if I could fuck her again, telling him how big my dick was and how much better than him I was. Finally just before dawn when I couldn't get my dick hard anymore, amid promises of another get-to-gether and her assurance that the pussy was mine anytime I wanted it, I left her and her freaky husband to celebrate whatever it is couples like that celebrate after they've spent the night with another man fucking her repeatedly like I did. I guess somethings never change no matter what era they happen in but somehow, in my day, it was even sweeter because of how "shameful and unacceptable" it was back then.

Joseph was a technician at the computer lab where she and I both worked.

She knew him better than me (obviously!) I wasn't as shocked that she was fooling around with a blackman as I was at how aroused I became at the realization. My dick actually got stiff as a board thinking about her in that cabin with him. The thought of his black dick sliding in and out of my wife's hairy pussyhole painted pictures in my mind...breathtaking pictures that made me tremble with desire. I knew I was supposed to be angry but I was too excited to notice. Like I was in a dream, I crossed the street and made my way around behind the cabin they were in. Fortunately the high bushes concealed me from onlookers as I creeped up to the patio windows looking for a seperation in the curtain. I found it part way down near the bottom. Shamelessly, I kneeled down and bent at the waist until I could see into the room.

My wife was naked to the waist, her bare breasts jiggling with every movement of her head. She was sucking Joseph's black cock rapidly, like she sucks mine, bobbing up and down on the dark stalk like it was her favorite candy. As I watched her sucking his big cock like a woman in love, I reached to adjust my hardon. The moment I touched it, I ejaculated all over myself. I was hotter and hornier than I had even been in my life. I couldn't take my eyes off my wife and that stiff black dick in her mouth.

When they started stripping everything off, I opened my fly and started fondling myself again. I was as stiff and hard as I'd ever been in my life. I knew he was going to fuck her and for some reason, that excited me as much as it did him. When he pushed her down on the bed, her legs parted immediately. She was hot for it! Her pussy glistened with moisture and the desire to have his thick black cock buried inside her was written all over her face. I almost shot off again when he started feeling her up and tongue-kissing her.

Joseph knew she wanted it too. He drew back the foreskin and rubbed the choclate head of his big dick up and down the hairy crevice between her legs, stimulating her clitoris and wetting his dick at the same time. I could see his smug smile as she lifted her hips and tried to help him get it inside her, revealing her desire for it. aroused, eager to submit, and anxious to be mounted, she was the sexiest white woman in the world! As she tried to coax him into putting it in, she grabbed at his arms, whispering"...fuck me, Joseph - fuck me!" I didn't hear the words but I saw her lip movements and I'm certain thats what she said.

My desire for her was so great, when he finally parted her labias and pushed every inch of his big, black dick deep inside her married white pussy, I shot off all over the bushes. Instead of being depleted and semened out, I recovered quickly and watching him pound that big cock into my orgasming wife's pussy had me hard again in no time. I watched his dark balls bumping against the white cheeks of her upturned ass as he gained total penetration and really started to deep fuck her. My wife's eyes were closed and her face was flushed as she writhed and grunted beneath him, urging him on with her hands.

When he buried it inside her and held it there, I knew he was cumming. I started cumming myself, getting off yet again as I watched him shoot off deep inside my wife's tightly stretched and fully filled vagina. As her own orgasm joined ours, Dede opened her eyes and looked right at the window. I ducked out of sight, but for a brief instant our eyes touched and I knew she saw me. And, since I was ejaculating when our eyes met, she probably knew I was turned on by what I saw more than angry about it, too. I didn't chance looking in the window again even though I wanted to. I just left, retreived my car and drove home to wait for her.

When she came home and our eyes met, she immediately put her hand between my legs to squeeze and fondle the throbbing hard-on she knew I would have. She unzipped my fly and fondled my cock with both hands, pleased that I was still aroused...pleased that what I saw made me want to fuck her too. As I lifted her skirt and pulled her panties to the side, she asked me if I got excited watching Joseph fuck her. I told her I got so excited I masturbated while he was fucking her...that I ejaculated watching him hammer his black dick into her married white pussy, as I slipped my throbbing cock into her stretched pussyhole. As I buried my dick in my wife's loose, cum-soaked pussy, it felt just like it did outside that motel window watching Joseph stick it in her! It felt like it was ME! As I slammed my dick all the way in her, imitating the way Joseph had fucked her earlier, Dede lifted her hips and pulled at my pistoning ass with both hands. "His cock is bigger than yours, honey but you're fucking me exactly the same way!" Dede moaned as I hammered between her legs just like he had. "Fuck me, Joseph" she whispered as I stiffened between her legs, "Fuck me with your big, black dick!" I quickly added what cum I had left to the cum Joseph shot into her pussy in that motel room with images of him pumping his big, black dick into Dede's sweet pussy filling my head..

We spent the rest of that night fucking like rabbits. We talked about Joseph and and how hot we were for each other afterward...how hot we were at the time too. We talked about her fucking other guys with me interacting with them and her, taking photos, jerking off and enjoying it with them. She liked the idea of doing it with me watching. She said she had a glorious orgasm when she saw me staring in that motel window. She knew from the look on my face that I was as excited about it as she was. She knew she should have trusted me with her desire for other guys instead of doing it on the sly and she promised never to do it again.

What could I do? If got off twice watching her get fucked when I wasn't expecting it and my emotions were conflicted and confused, I shuddered to imagine how many orgasms I might get knowing ahead of time, wanting it and anticipating it right along with her. I thought about it alot and decided I didn't care what anybody else thought. I got off on it good and I liked it. I wanted to do it again. I wanted her to do it again. Other men, many of them complete strangers, shared our bed and used Dede like a whore right in front of me after that. Her fucking some stranger and me watching her get it became our favorite and most frequent kind of sexual activity. I couldn't believe how good it was for me. Everytime was the first time. And, Dede is unbelievable! With me right there beside her, she relaxed and really got into what she was doing. She enjoyed the thrill of those othermen and their strange cocks. She liked fucking them! And, she fucked'em with the same lust and enthusiasm she fucked me with, having orgasms with almost all of them and multiple orgasms with many.

But the thing she did best was talk to me by way of the things said to the guy fucking her. She made comments to enflame his passion, saying things she knew would further arouse him, things she knew I liked to hear her say. She could induce me to climax with a carefully worded phrase or two at the right moment and she knew it. She particularly liked it when the guy she was fucking got off at the same time I did. That always made he feel like she was fucking us both!

We've been 3 waying like this for 8 years now, and, if anything our commitment to each other and the bond between us, is stronger than its ever been. So I guess a voyeuristic spectator with a small cock and a whore-at-heart dick loving, cum craving, ass fucking slut for a wife, can live happily ever after. In fact, we're going to visit a couple brothers in their motel room later tonight. They aren't twins but only 2 years difference in their ages - one's 26 and the other's 28. They want to "oreo" Dede. My dick's hard already.

Before I continue, I should explain that this isn't the first time I had seen her with LDY_LIKR. I will explain how they met and their first encounter. I will do all this while the other woman sucks my cock on the bed.

A few weeks earlier, my wife had been online, in one of her chat rooms, which I always like. She was just playing around, chatting with strange men, talking sexy, and getting horny, which I always benefit from. She happened upon LDY_LIKR and was impressed with his personality and his physical appearance. Without my knowledge, as I was working downstairs on a home improvement project, she arranged to meet him that night for a quick drink at a bar down the road. She wasn't keeping it a secret. She came downstairs and told me that she was going to meet him. Just a meeting is all she said.

"Is that all?", I asked her.

"Well . . . I might give him a kiss and a quick tug on his cock, just to see how big it is.", she told me.

This made my cock immediately hard. I grabbed her and kissed her and squeezed her tight little ass. She is quite a little hottie, and LDY_LIKR was going to be one lucky guy in the next few hours. She left to get ready for her 'date'.

As she left, she told me she would call me.

While she was gone, I lay down on our bed and slowly stroked my cock, imagining the possibilities of what could happen during her encounter.

Thirty minutes later she called me from the restroom of the bar where they were at telling me she was going to have one more drink (her second kahlua and cream) with him and then go out to his car and suck his cock. "Just a little", she told me.

I was surprised; pleasantly. "Wow," I said, "Really?"

"You don't mind do you?" she asked.

"No, just wish I could see is all," I told her with 100% honesty.

"I'll see what we can do," she told me. I wasn't sure what she meant, but was ready for another surprise as always. Life with her was getting more exciting every day.

I resumed my personal cock rubbing as we hung up the phone. A half hour later she called me. "Honey, my hand is on his cock!" she told me. "Really. . . I don't believe you," I told her. "Go upstairs and check your e-mail," she said.

I was confused. I didn't know what was going on now. Check my e-mail? "Just do it!" she ordered me, hanging up the phone from her end.

I went upstairs and checked the e-mail. There was an e-mail from her cell phone. The picture was her with LDY_LIKR's nice cock in her mouth. She looked so good. There was another picture of him sucking on one of her tits. All of this was taking place in his car. In the e-mail she told me had a big SUV with an open back seat as big as a bed. She said by the time I read this e-mail, they will be in the back seat doing a 69. She indicated I should call her on her cell phone when I read this so I can hear her cum.

TO BE CONTINUED

I held as long as I could. I almost came. But then I relaxed.

My wife was getting nailed hard by BLKMAN04. I could tell she liked it from her moans and the way she arched her back. Through the cell phone I could hear her lover tell her, "Damn woman, you feel good. I'm going to cum. Now."

This entire time, PT_MORE_69 was sitting next to her, occasionally getting his dick sucked by her. When she wasn't sucking it, she was stroking it. She was quite obviously enjoying two cocks at once.

BLKMAN04 was true to his word. When he said he was going to cum, he meant it. He pulled his cock out of her pussy ripping the condom off, and as she lay there on her back, he shot his hot cum all over her stomach, reaching all the way up to her tits. She loved it, and I loved watching it on webcam as this wild, cute woman sucked my cock.

Having brought BLKMAN04 to orgasm, she looked over at PT_MORE_69, while laying on her back with fresh cum on her body. "You have 30 seconds to cum on me, you big stud, or else I am going home to lick a woman's pussy while she sucks my husband's cock", she told him.

I'm not sure who was more surprised; him or me.

She sucked him and he pulled out and stroked it, but try as he might, he couldn't cum in 30 seconds. "You had your chance", she told him. "I'm out of here", she said as she got up, wiped the cum off her her and got dressed.

Within moments she was in her car and talking to me. "She can keep sucking you", she told me, referring tot he woman on our bed, "But don't cum."

When she came in the house, I heard two sets of footprints. She wasn't alone. Again, she had something planned. As she came upstairs, she looked over the ledge to see me getting my cock sucked by this cute woman. "You can cum", she said, "As soon as I get LDY_LIKR's cock inside me".

Behind her on the stairs was LDY_LIKR. She dragged him upstairs, threw him to the floor, and began sucking his cock as she rubbed her hands all over his muscular body.

"I am going to love fucking him, honey", she said, as she looked at me getting my cocked sucked.

I was slowly stroking my throbbing cock, also loving every minute of it. Watching her enjoy this was the ultimate turn on. As I rubbed some of my pre-cum along my shaft for lubrication I heard a knock at the garage door. I was surprised. I quickly put my dick back in my shorts, trying to hide my aroused state I went downstairs and opened the door. I was shocked to see a beautiful woman, who looked much like my wife, standing there. She had short red hair, perky tits, a nice ass, was wearing a skirt with knee high black leather boots (the kind I like) and a smile on her face.

"BLKMAN04 and your wife sent me", she said.

"What for?", I asked in shock.

Her eyes were staring directly at my still bulging cock in my shorts. "To take care of that!", she said, obviously pleased with what she saw. Saying this, she gently pushed the door the rest of the way open, walked in to the house, and proceeded to walk upstairs to where my wife was putting on a show on the computer. She had obviously been well briefed.

I followed her upstairs, locking the door behind me. She was naked and sitting on the bed by the time I got up there.

"Your wife said I am the boss of you and you must do everything I say. No arguing.", she said, with a mischievous grin on her face. "We will also broadcast everything we do to them on your webcam."

I had picked up the phone and was listening to my wife's soft moans while this stranger was talking to me. "Did you hear this?", I asked my wife. She replied, obviously slightly occupied on her end, "I know, we sent her. Enjoy!"

I looked at her image on the computer to see PT_MORE_69 was licking her pussy as she lay on her back, with BLKMAN04 next to her, his thick cock in her hands, being pulled by her towards her mouth.

The woman ordered me to remove my shorts and approach the bed. She had made me set up the webcam so that it pointed towards the bed. I had the phone hooked up to my cell phone hands free headset.

"Tell her I want her to suck your cock", my wife said in my ear, taking a break from sucking BLKMAN04's cock.

"My wife says to suck my cock", I told her. She pushed me to the bed, on my back, and grabbed my cock in her hand. She proceeded to slowly bringing her mouth up to the tip of my dick while looking me in the eyes. I couldn't believe what was happening. At the same time I heard my wife say to BLKMAN04, "I am ready to be fucked by you. . . NOW!!", her urgency taking her over.

With my cock in this woman's mouth, I watched BLKMAN04 position himself between my wife's legs as she spread them slightly. With a condom on, he slowly rubbed his dick on the opening to her pussy and then her clitoris. She moaned in to the phone, arching her back to meet him. "Put it in me now!", she told him, looking him in the eye.

My cock grew to fill the woman's mouth completely as BLKMAN04 thrust his cock in to my wife. "It feels so good . . . ", she moaned. "It feels good here too", I told her.

The thirty minutes was up, and I called her cell phone. When she answered, I could hear what sounded like a shower running in the background. "We are just finishing up, baby", she told me. "I am all clean and fresh. . . and by the way, I sucked both of their cocks until they came while we were in the big bathtub he has in his bathroom", she confessed. "They said it would make them last longer when we fuck again in a few minutes."

"What are you doing next?", I asked, as I heard the shower water stop in the background.

"They are going downstairs now", she said, and I saw the webcam image again a few seconds later. "We discussed it, and one of them is going to lick me while I lay on my back. Get me real hot and wet. Then the other one is going to make love to me while I am on my back, grabbing his ass, pulling him in to me. And if I feel like it, I will suck the other one's cock. What do you think?", she asked. I could tell she was getting excited describing it. I think she really does like sucking cock. She likes the power and the way it makes a man feel.

"I think it will be awesome", I say. "I can't wait."

"Are you wet?", I ask.

"Let me check", she replies. "YES. . . "

I can tell she is walking as we talk. I see her beautiful image come into view on the webcam, this time she is completely naked; no boots. She looks stunning, a truly gorgeous and sexy woman.

She approaches her two lovers, who are seated on a couch facing the webcam. Kneeling between them on the floor, she begins to stroke both of their huge cocks, one in each hand.

"Who is going to lick me and who is going to fuck me?", she asks them both while stroking.

Introductions where made...breakfast was eaten...showers were taken....then some people drove into Tillamook to check it out. I stayed at the house....watching Greg and Clarence play chess on the extra large board. After Clarence got his ass kicked... Frank said "Ah, man what would make you feel better?" Clarence didn't miss a beat he replied "I'd like to eat Karen's pussy." He asked me if that would be alright....I told him, "be my guest". We walked into the living room and I laid on the couch and Clarence worked his tongue like a man with many years experience. I lost track of where I was....I didn't know Frank had walked into the room until I felt him rubbing his cock on my cheek. I licked and sucked a little on his cock...but that was not the time or place for me to give...that moment in time I was to receive pleasure; I came over and over again.

During that half-hour of ecstasy the front door opened and a group of folks who went to town walked in. I was aware they were there...but too engrossed in cumming to care if anyone stood and watched. When Clarence had my clit throbbing with pleasure that I had to have a break..he took me by the hand and led me upstairs to the master bedroom. There he laid naked on the bed and I crawled between his legs....looking forward to pleasing him in the same way he had given me pleasure. While I was sucking on his cock, Debby came up the stairs into the room...I think she came to look...I believe she said something about getting a towel. Then when she had gotten the towel and watched for awhile she walked down the stairs announcing "Damn....Karen really likes to suck some dick!" It wasn't long and Clarence was cumming in my mouth. There is something in me that truly loves the sensation of a man cumming in my mouth. I love feeling that cock quiver with delight in my mouth..taste that last bit of cum. We laid there awhile then I got dressed and when downstairs.

It was in the kitchen that Robert was talking of going into Tillamook to have his tire looked at, one of them was low. He asked me if I'd like to join him. The trip into town and waiting for the tire to get fixed would give us time to talk and get to know one another better. I looked forward to the opportunity. We had a nice time talking and walking around the coastal town of Tillamook. The ride home was a little more adventurous. Before we hit the main highway out of town I asked Robert if he'd pull over so he could get himself situated for some "SweetOralOne Road Head" for the ride back to the house at Oceanside. I'm just glad he was able to drive with his hard cock in my mouth. We drove like that for the remainder of the trip[10 miles]. When we got to the house…we went right down to the guesthouse where Robert was staying with Susan. Robert ate my moist, wet pussy. For the second time that day I was cumming in a man’s mouth.

One thing that became obvious to me…the group of men and women who were gathered together were very much into pleasing and being pleased. Down stairs Robert showed himself to be an incredible lover. He tries to play each woman as a different instrument and he’s a gifted musician. We fucked, sucked, kissed and touched for what felt like hours…. I then headed back up to the main house. There I walked in and in the dinning room there were 2 ladies doing their best to eat out a third. I wasn’t much into watching that….so I joined the smokers out on the porch. Some of the guys were glued to watching it….. there was no doubt the ladies knew what they were doing….

Throughout the day you’d see different couples on the couch or you’d see a couple fucking a lady…most of the sex that took place while I was there….took place in the many bedrooms that the house had. I took a nice long nap on the couch. I love that after orgasm sleep. When I woke it was around 6 or so…. Greg was making trip into Tillamook. He had no one riding along, so I decided I would go with him. Greg is one of the three men that I had met before going to this party. His dick was pretty worn out from fucking the night before and most of Saturday so I gave him a little road head on the way home. Greg said he was going to wait until after nightfall to fuck again. Once we got back at the house I went downstairs to the guesthouse to shower. Greg and I were sharing the same room. I jumped in the shower….and I welcomed Greg joining me. I’m just sorry that the hot water didn’t last too long. Before drying off Greg had me bent over and was doing me doggy style. He is so endowed that he gives you some painful pleasure. Its so very intense to have a man hit you so deep inside. After that quick little interlude…we finished drying off, getting dressed and headed upstairs for dinner.

That was it for me until I went to bed. There Greg showed how he got the nickname “Mr. Die HARD”. Greg played a little rougher than Robert….he enjoys hearing his hand slap on my ass as he got me doggy style. It didn’t matter which position you take with Greg he’s going to get his long cock deep within you. I woke up before Greg….he was tired….so I got dressed. In the next room I could hear Robert and Susan going at it….then before I know it….they were in our room. Susan jumped on the bed and rode Greg [who was now wide-awake] like a rodeo queen. Robert had me bent over the bed and was hitting my wet pussy doggy style. While our little morning fuck fest was going on…. Michael stepped in to call us upstairs for breakfast….but we were enjoying breakfast in bed. I think Michael stood and watched for a good 20 minutes or so. After we ate breakfast in the main house it was time to head back to the real world. Michael and the girl who was with him..drove back to Portland with me. I guess when folks are in the 'lifestyle' long enough they get used to being the center of attention that was a strange feeling for me. I really had a great time. It was much more fun that I thought it was going to be. It was really a neat group of people. I wasn’t ready to do the female thing….if I could have drank that weekend…I might have been a little looser. Some folks were out to fuck almost as many people as they could. I was more than happy with all I got. That's it for this adventure....I am so looking forward to the next one

"I'm going to cum", she manages to blurt into the phone. "I'm cumming NOW!!!!", she almost yells into the phone. Moaning and writhing on both of her lover's cocks, I am sure one of them, if not both of them is cumming also. I know I would be.

She slows down slightly after she cums. "They are both still hard", she says to me, through the cell phone. I can tell she is excited by this fact. Two hard black cocks rubbing on her and staying hard after she cums. It is all quite a turn on.

"His cock is so deep inside me", she breathes. "It feels so good. I know I can cum again soon. I am already feeling it", she starts to moan. "I love you. Thank you for letting me fuck these cocks." she sighs. "Anything, beautiful", I say, while vigorously stroking my own cock.

"I want him to put it in my ass . . . just a little bit", she says, asking me for permission. "Go for it", I tell her.

Leaning back to BLKMAN04, she kisses him all the while straddling PT_MORE_69 and slowly riding his still rock hard cock. He is sucking her tits, moving back and forth from one to the other. She breaks from the sensual kiss and looks BLKMAN04 in the eyes, "Fuck my ass", she says, knowing I am listening and that type of talk turns me on even more.

He slowly slides his well lubricated cock into her ass, gently, responding to her indications --- not too much, not too fast, just right. She arches her back to meet the thrusts of both her lovers. "Oh God. . . I can cum again soon", she says, knowing it will arouse me and her thick cocked lovers.

She takes control. Fucking, humping, screwing her lovers with reckless abandon, all the while telling me what she is doing. I am about to cum so hard because my balls are so full of sperm. She yells to me that she is cumming. "Oh god, it feels so gooooooood. Oh god. Oh god. Yeeeeessssss. I'm cumming." she groans as she cums.

Responding to her second orgasm, her lovers tense with their cocks still in her. BLKMAN04 is first. He pulls out of my wife's ass, slides his condom off his huge dick, and starts to shoot his hot cum on her back, her thighs, and her black leather boots. "That feels good", she tells him, knowing I can hear it. "You got it on my boots", she says. "I'll make my husband clean it." The entire time, PT_MORE_69 is still thrusting his cock inside her. He's next, as BLKMAN04 steps aside.

PT_MORE_69 rips his condom off as my wife slides to the couch. She is now laying on her back, waiting for his cum. He starts to shoot his load while moaning loudly. Spraying his hot cum on my wife's stomach, I can tell she loves every minute of it. "I want more", she whispers to him as he leans down to give her a post orgasm sensual kiss.

"Honey, we are going to take a break, take a shower, get some water, and I will be ready to cum again in a half hour."

"You can sign in then and see what we are up to", she says as she turns her cell phone off.