Before we were married (9 yrs ago), she dated a black guy for awhile, and thoroughly enjoyed the hot IR sex. Over the last 4 or 5 years, we have been fantasizing about introducing IR sex into our relationship... lots of role playing, BBC toys, and got to the point where we had begun chatting with a black guy in California (Stanley) who visited Phoenix (we recently moved from Phoenix and now live in Orlando) about once a month, and was looking for a mwf to be serviced whenever he came into town.

The pictures he sent to us put her into orbit (good looking guy, buff body, and a THICK 9" BBC with a huge, dark, plum sized cockhead), and we began first email chatting w/Stanley, and then progressed to then talking on the phone, with him telling her that his HUGE BIG BLACK COCK would stretch her pussy sooooo goooood!!

It progressed to the point where we were going to get together with him for drinks and see where it would lead. Unfortunately, she got cold feet about going thru with it (she said she was afraid that she would like it TOO MUCH and might not be able to stop WANTING BBC stuffed into her married white pussy!), but the fantasizing was completely off-the-chart.

She loved the look of his HUGE/THICK cock and especially loved his COCKHEAD..... She imagined what that cockhead would feel like as it entered her married white pussy and probing her deeper than I ever could (I'm not small, but not huge either... right at 7" and medium thickness), and would go into orbit while I worked her over good with her 8" BBC dildo all the while with her calling out for "Stanley" to fuck her deep!! She is soooooo easily multi-MULTI orgasmic, its INSANE!!

November 2009

Got a call from Judy (45, 5'8", blond hair, blue eyes, 180lbs, 38D) a couple hours ago! She been visiting with family in Indiana for the last 5 months, and was driving from one family member's home to another family member in a different city. She stopped at a Bar and Grill type place to grab a bite to eat. She was eating lunch at the bar, and a couple black guys were sitting a couple seats away. SHE struck up a conversation with them, and pretty soon, she was talking mainly with just one of them. She said he was pretty good looking, VERY black, dressed nicely in a business suit, and, as she put it, smelled REALLY good!

Now, the details get sketchy at this point, because as she was excitedly telling me all this, she said her cell battery was getting low, and then about 3 minutes later, the call dropped!!!! She was talking about a mile-a-minute trying to give me all the details before the battery died, and I did not get a chance to hardly ask ANY questions to fill in the gaping blanks. But, here is what she did manage to tell me before her cell died.

Their conversation turned to his divorce, and then got a LOT more personal, to the point that she went out to his car to talk!! (She said it was a very nice car!) (Gawd...I really wished I could talk with her to try to fill in the blanks better, but her cell is now going straight to voice mail when I call.) And, somehow, she ended up telling him that she hadn't had any sex the entire time she's been in Indiana. Again, very sketchy details... but at some point, he told she had a great body, and that he wanted to lick/suck her nipples... to touch her pussy.... to FUCK HER like she never has been fucked before!! She said she couldn't do that, because she was married, but he kept telling her that she needed to get fucked good, and he wanted to be the one to do the fucking!! He gave her his phone # and told her to call him.

Now, it is at this point that the phone went dead in my ear!! aaaarrrrrgggghhhhh!!!!!

Now again... I want to talk with her to get more details of how the conversation ever got to this... I have to think that she was sending out signals. Or, maybe she was intentionally flirty to see what MIGHT happen? If she wasn't interested, why would she have gone out to his car? If she wasn't interested, why would she have stayed in his car as the conversation moved toward complete seduction? Was she interested enough, that maybe they started to make-out in his car? Was she interested enough, that she let him touch, fondle, lick, suck her tits and nipples? Was she interested enough that she felt his hard cock thru his pants? She loves to suck cock... did she suck him off in the car? Was she telling me her cell phone battery was dying so that she could follow him into his house or maybe hotel for a night of all-out BBC sexxing? Is she being fucked RIGHT THIS VERY MOMENT?? I had given her a box (dozen) of condoms before she went to Indiana, and said maybe she should use some of them while she was there! She has teased me about the condoms several times during our phone calls, and I have told her to make sure she tells me the details!! She has been hornier than I have ever heard her for about the last 2 weeks... well.... maybe they are being used even as I type.... or maybe, he is taking her bareback?!!

Gawd... this is soooo excrutiating... not knowing... not being able to talk with her. My mind is going WILD with images of William stripping her clothes off. Of Judy stripping the clothes off William... seeing his cock for the first time... of touching his BBC... holding it... stroking it... sucking it. Of her laying back and spreading her legs for him... of taking ahold of his cock and rubbing it on her pussy lips, and then guiding it into her married white pussy, and heading into orbit. I know her!! Once she starts, she never wants to stop, and is completely multi-multi-orgasmic!!!!!! I have a feeling that she is indeed getting the fucking of her life. She sure sounded like she was into him during the much-too-short phone call. And, from what she said, he was definitely into giving it to her GOOD!!

Sorry for the rambling... I will update when I know more. And, even if she didn't go to get fucked in a big way, she said she was going to keep his number!!! Wow, wow, wow!!! We are supposed to get together next weekend... maybe I can get her to give William a call then!!

Tried calling her a 2nd time (called her 1st time about 1.5 hrs ago... it went directly to voice mail at that time), and it rang, and then she answered in a low volume voice! I said hey... you didn't call me back. She said her phone had died... then went on to say that she couldn't find her car charger. (If that is the case, how did her phone go from being dead to now functioning without a charger? Is it maybe that she had turned the phone off, so that there wouldn't be any interruptions??)

She said she needed to call her sister in Indy (that is where she was heading when this all occured) to get directions. (Or, is it possibly to tell her sister that she was NOT going to make it tonight? As in, because she plans on spending the night with William??) She said she would tell me all about "nearly being picked-up by William" later tonight when she gets to her sister's house, but that she didn't think I would still be awake by that time. (It's only a 3 hour drive in total from where she started to where she is going... and I assume she was probably 1/2 way there when she met William. So, why would she think I would be asleep by the time she made it?? That is unless maybe, it'd end up being like 4am or something like that because she was getting her brains fucked-out by William till early in the morning!)

When I told her I'd be awake, she said "OK". Before we hung up, I reminded her to call me when she got to her sister's house. She said she "would TRY to remember". She didn't sound too convincing, kinda like if she doesn't call, it would be because she "forgot" to call. (Or, is it because she really isn't going to Indy tonight, but instead, is in the middle of being sexxed-up so thoroughly, that she has no intention of leaving William until the morning?)

OK... so now you can probably see how twisted my brain is right now!!! Will continue updating as it occurs! But my guess is, I will NOT hear from her tonight, unless I happen to call her to "make sure you made it ok" and she actually answers!!

Gawd..... I have to go stroke-off thinking of the possiblility that her pussy is being ravaged!! I mean, think about it. What woman would go to a complete stranger's car, and let the conversation/seduction continue to the point where she is being told that she needed to be fucked good, and he wanting to lick/suck her tits and let him touch her pussy while they were in his car. And then, takes his number (did she maybe ask him for his number?), and tells me she is going to hold onto it. To me, it would only be a woman who wants to ride a huge BBC until she is screaming in orgasm!! And, now that I think about it, she DID GET PICKED-UP in the Bar and Grill, if only to go out to his car!!! Powerful stuff right there!!!!!

Btw... she also said William is fairly tall! I bet her pussy was leaking like a faucet shortly after she started talking with him!! And, he caught a wiff of her womanly odor, and took control of the situation fairly quickly!

Kathy once said that if she wasn't with me, she'd almost certainly be married to a black guy. That's a good thing to hear her admit and shows, I think, just how far she's come from a English, middle class girl to a certified Hot-wife. She was 29 when she took her first black dick back in August of 2003. It was a long time coming but no less satisfying after all the encouragement and coercing that comes with getting your partner to sleep with another man. There is a certain taboo that goes hand in hand with interracial cuckolding and prior to our first encounter we had no prior experience whatsoever. I guess you could say we were both naive to the possibilities but in so doing our adventure has been so much more exciting. Since that first winter Kathy has been fucked by eight different black men and doesn't that feel good to write. Especially as I know I have played such a solid part in making it happen. I hope you'll enjoy reading about some of our exploits.

My name is Jason. I was 34 when it all began and a accountant living in Staffordshire. I worked a lot from home and produced a fairly decent income and quality of life for the two of us. Kathy, my wife and I had been married five years at that point and we remained a very close couple with a small circle of friends. Most of my family are not in the picture but Kathy's is quite large. As the second of three sisters she has always had a very good relationship with them and though we did hot have any kids ourselves she was close to her nieces and nephews most. Since we met Kathy had been a Stewardess and had worked for several Airlines. She did a lot of long haul which often meant she was away from home 2-3 days at a time. Everyone always asks if they fuck around but she has always told me yes it goes on, but the most she'd ever risked was a hand-job at the airport with an old boyfriend. Appearance wise, Kathy was and still is a good looking brunette, 29 at the time with a great figure, nice tits and a lovely pair of shapely waxed legs. She has always carried an upmarket air about her that some men have found distancing but that's just her. Warm and funny, she loves horses and riding, theatre and getting dressed up for a night out.

Like many couples we had a good sex life but it was our need to experiment that eventually drove us to the position we are in today. Encouraging Kathy to take the first step was undoubtedly the most difficult. For ages I'd been writing interracial erotic fiction and had a secretive liking for cuckold stories and amateur videos. There had been a bit of a boom in the genre over the last 6-7 years but it was still quite secretive and taboo back then. The idea of handing my lovely wife over to another man filled me with intense arousal and jealousy. I knew I'd enjoy watching and in my eyes she was the perfect material for black cock. It's worth saying that she was, like me, interested in trying something new and daring. Just so long as no-one found out. For a spell we enjoyed outdoor fucking, often taking a picnic into the woods and going at it when we found a quiet spot. Car parks were another favourite of hers, the risky nature of being caught always enough to get her turned on enough to do it. With a figure like hers role-play and dress up were very enjoyable and it was here that I started introducing the idea of another man. She was, at first unsure how to take it but we would act out a fantasy were she had just come home after being with some else. Over time that man became her black boyfriend.

I don't know if she was as into the interracial element as much as I was from the start. As I said, there is a taboo here with many women but it was undoubtedly exciting to her. At this point I was loving the distance we'd travelled and my chats with other husbands on internet forums were becoming more advanced and detailed. It was all 'when are you going to ask her for real'. What did I want from it? Maybe I'd felt undeserving for a long time and wanted to share her but there were other reasons. It wasn't just my wife I wanted fucking but the concept of our healthy marriage too. Over the months I'd noticed how a lot of the black men involved in the cuckolding lifestyle viewed the women purely as sex objects, with no love or attachment other than using their dick. There was fondness certainly but it was purely about fucking another man's wife, and a white man's seemed to be a far more satisfying proposition for most. The size issue was also a factor. The thin 5.5" of my own penis felt incomparable to the thick girths that many 'bulls' boasted about. I was not sure how well hung Kathy's previous boyfriends might have been, but she once alluded to never having had a really big dick. For many women I read about this was one of the primary considerations.

So I had a wife who enjoyed the fantasy, at least in part but when I suggested it one night for real she thought I'd gone crazy. Sleeping with some black guy she'd never met? Insane! I continued to try and bring her along. And I discovered that her main reason for being unwilling to go through with it, was not some strong sense of modesty or even a desire to hold our marriage vows sacred, rather, it was her fear of being found out, exposed! Kathy had a strong link with her parents and she often mentioned them when I began talking about my new passion. Sometimes she would be a little irritable when I failed to drop the subject but I became convinced that, if safety was assured, she might consider it. One night we were alone in a local park. We'd just had sex against the car and Kathy was pulling her knickers back up. She looked great, stylish and not at all the sort you'd expect to be out here, getting her husband's cock in the open air.

'You know,' she said. 'Why don't we do try somewhere new at the weekend'. From the flush expression on her face she'd enjoyed our brisk, hard session. 'Or try something new?' she added with a shrug. 'Like what?' I replied giving her a playful stroke of my hand. 'I don't know, what do you think?'. Her arms came around my neck and firm, heavy breasts pressed against my chest. I paused and thought about it. 'I'd still like to watch you fuck another man'. I saw her eyes roll, almost with a 'here we go again' expression. 'Like who?'. Her response surprised me, I thought she would berate me again.

'We'd find someone on the internet' I smiled. 'A black man. It'd be no problem at all!'. I thought of at least one forum I knew and the men who would be falling over to take Kathy off my hands. She gave me a worried look and I wondered if I'd crossed the line, maybe this was not something she was mentally prepared for, and probably never would be. 'Jason, I'm not sure I could'. She spoke quietly, as if lost in deep thought. 'Sure you could. It'd be easy and no-one would know' I promised, hoping to make her feel more comfortable with the idea.

We talked about it a lot that same evening, with Kathy voicing her concerns and arguments against it, and me answering back with my feelings why we should. I should say that she wasn't completely reluctant, in fact a big part of what I was proposing appealed to her. It was more her marital fears, thought of discovery and general taboo that seemed to be the problem. Even so, as that evening wore on, her arguments got weaker and she became less vehement. By the end of the night she agreed to let me post a few short ads, making me understand this was not final. She was not committing to anything, not yet. So, I suggested we just test the water as a way of taking our fantasy forward. For the first time it felt as if I was sharing part of her and I enjoyed that very much indeed.

There was a site I knew were black men openly looked for white, married women and it was there I first started. I spent ages forming the message with a view to posting in the 'couples looking' section. In the end my effort appeared something like this:

'Bull needed for first time wife. Staffordshire. Seeking black male aged 25-40. Must be hygienic, good looking and well endowed. Prior experience desirable. Offer very attractive and upmarket white wife, 29, 5'7, brunette, size 10, 32dd natural, leggy.'

Kathy read it through, and agreed to let me post it. At this point she was feeling a mixture of moral terror and genuine intrigue. Perhaps she was as curious as I was to see what the response would be. I even got her to watch a few interracial videos, something I'd never envisaged her doing before. After just a week I'd received maybe 3 or 4 good replies. More followed, some from interested black men, others from cuckolds hoping for more insight into this new, supposed beauty.

When Kathy looked through them her hand was shaking on the mouse. She clearly liked the anonymity of it all and the knowledge that we could actually make this happen if we chose too. The one that stood out the most, was from a man calling himself "John". Not least because he lived relatively close to us and seemed to tick all the boxes. As soon as Kathy saw his photo she liked him. In it he was completely naked, standing in front of a bedroom mirror. He had light brown skin with a cropped head and light stubble. His arms were big though he wasn't overly muscled and had a cock that appeared fat and thick at almost 8". Kathy was, at first, unsettled about contacting this man. To me, he seemed perfect, although I understood her dilemma. Direct and confident, he left us in no doubt his aim was to get into Kathy's married knickers. In return, her first response was a series of questions. She naturally wanted to know who he was, what he was like, was he married etc. In a series of emails between us he said that he was divorced with two kids and had been a bull to several other white couples in the past. I typed his nametag into the sites search engine and discovered that he had indeed serviced two other couples. Both had been very agreeable afterwards and I went as far as to message the husband. He returned a note that John had been a delight and given his wife a 'fantastic fucking'. That seemed to make Kathy feel more at ease, and made me think she might actually go for it!

Were we really contemplating becoming his? I certainly was. Kathy though was struggling with the nature of it. We knew we'd have to take a leap of faith but when Kathy saw the photos John sent of himself she was definitely attracted. Wanting to make sure we were real he asked for a photo, preferably of my wife holding a sign relating to the site. At this request, she was nervous, knowing, that it was a big step towards agreeing to meet. For John, it was conditional on his continuing with us. He wanted to be certain that we were his sort of people, and not just a couple wasting his time. He had met many such couples before, and was now quite wary. So one afternoon, after a few glasses of white wine Kathy put on a classy but short little dress and I took some shots of her on the lounge sofa. It fitted almost to the top of her thighs but I wanted her to show off. To me it was important that we appear keen and ready. Kathy looked nervous in some of them, but I felt that actually brought the meaning of the photos to life. Pleasingly, she did indeed hold the sign I'd made with an undue mutter of 'oh God, if anyone sees this!'. When John saw them his reply was simple. 'Kathy is fucking hot. Love her legs. When can we meet?'

We exchanged further details and he spoke to Kathy several times on the phone. For me it was terrific, giving 'John' our number and waiting for his call. Again, Kathy had a few drinks beforehand. She was actually not that bad when the phone started ringing. 'Hello' I said, picking up. 'Hey there is that Jason? It's John'. 'Hi, good to hear from you at last'. 'Likewise Jason'. He sounded confident and had obviously done this before. From the bed Kathy was looking a little more nervous, her eyes wide and her body tense. 'Is that slut wife of yours there?' John asked with a laugh. He was teasing. 'Oh yes, she's here' I replied grinning at her. 'Put her on then go in the other room' he said. 'I want some time alone with her!' I handed the phone over. 'Hello?' she said quietly as I closed the door.

In the hall I paced around wanking and listening to the occasional laughs and giggles that came from within our bedroom. They seemed to be getting on well and Kathy was talking a lot. Still, she often did that when she was nervous. After, about 10 minutes, she opened the door, the look on her face, was the same that had been in the park on that fateful night. Real excitement and arousal there. There was no doubt she was taken with him, and was getting off on it just as I was. The question became, could she have sex with a man she'd never met in person before? The next day I had a message from John saying he'd loved the phone call and was thinking about Kathy all the time. 'She's amazing Jason. I really want her. Lets arrange a meet'. That night I showed her the message and we talked about going through with it. It wasn't an easy decision by any stretch 'I can't promise that I'll be able to...' she said coyly, leaving her sentence incomplete. 'Have sex with him?' I asked forcibly. Kathy nodded, but remembering her face after the phone call I knew she was just dealing with what all this meant for our marriage and relationship.

One weekend shortly afterwards we arranged a time for John and Kathy to have their first date. Even though she wasn't 100% committed to having sex with him I wanted my wife looking her absolute best. After all, this was our first horny black male she was out to impress. Feverishly, I posted an account of our tale to date on the forum and took pleasure in all the replies and well wishes that came. Even the Husband who had met John before assured me Kathy was in for a 'very good time'. Beforehand she was understandably nervous. It was her first time after all and though we knew the principles of cuckolding we had yet to experience them first hand. The night before we watched together a short amateur video from my collection. The wife was noisy as she was fucked and Kathy's hand was tight on mine the whole way through. She slept on her side, back to me and eyes wide open. I was confident that she was actually going to do it and our whole lives were about to change.

John, the Bull, was coming to our home on his first visit. Looking back, this was perhaps unwise but we were new and caught up in the event. I fully expected him to assert the dominance he had promised and was happy that Kathy seemed willing to do her utmost to impress him. I drove her into town that morning and did some shopping while she had her hair and nails done at her usual Salon. The hairdresser knew her quite well and even asked what the event was. 'A wedding' Kathy had lied. If only she knew. As she got ready, I remember hanging around the bedroom, horny as hell. Knowing he'd be here soon and what he was coming for: married white pussy. Kathy had bought a tight, gold dress that held her figure a treat. It was silky thin with wafer shoulder straps and a length that fitted neatly around mid-thigh level. No bra or panties had been John's instructions, his will on this first "meet" already shining through. She looked gorgeous, hair dropping on her shoulders, with some high heels finishing the effect. As a bonus I asked her to wear a gold locket, handed down by her Grandmother. It was worth about a grand and I wanted it around her neck while John was black fucking her. I recall feeling proud and understandably excited, like all our planning and risk had paid off as she posed in front of the mirror.

When the doorbell rang I went to get it. John was tall, square jawed and imposing. 'Hey there' he said, a light smile on his face. 'John, good to meet you. Come in,' I said shaking his hand. He was wearing dark trousers, shirt and coat which I took and hung on the hall stand. Quiet but confident. In fact I recall being quite intimidated in a way I'd not expected. I actually felt nervous around him too. 'Kathy?' he said. 'She's waiting for you in the lounge,' I replied my voice stuttering and mind pulling this way and that. It was too late to back out now. 'She's a little nervy' I added. 'Understandable. She told me this is her first time with a black man?'. 'Yeah,' I nodded. 'It is'.

As we had planned Kathy was sitting cross-legged at the dining table facing the door, her dress rising up over her great legs and providing him with a perfect first impression. As soon as their eyes met I could see a look of genuine intoxication flood over my wife. She stood and I introduced them. 'John, this is Kathy. My wife'. I could already see she was still a little unnerved herself. Excited too by this strong black stud in our living room. John was a good 5 inches taller even in her high heels. 'Lovely,' He said. 'You look stunning Kathy. Love the dress!' 'Thank-you,' she smiled dryly. He took her hand and I stepped back as gave her a going over with his eyes. 'Why don't you sit together on the sofa?' I said. Kathy blew out deeply as John took a seat then sat beside him crossing her legs. Her hand was shaking slightly as she began chatting nervously, brushing her hair behind her ear. I took a chair opposite and watched keenly. This was incredible. The three of us chatted like that for twenty minutes or so. Kathy's giddiness was showing through, and certainly John was delighted by the effort she had made. She was so perfectly nervous it made her even more desirable, hardly able to look in the big man's eyes.

'Kathy,' John grinned at last. 'I'm going to kiss you'. I think John understood that Kathy was still a little hesitant, and he would need to be forceful and take charge if he was to get what he came here for. Basically, to wear down her reservations by sheer force of will. My wife glanced over at me and her expression was priceless. 'Erm....ok' she said coyly. Their lips met, briefly but a longer embrace followed. A powerful sight indeed as John began to lift and fondle Kathy's breasts through her dress. She tensed as he roamed down her thigh. They parted and each of them laughed, my wife blushing into her lap. 'That's great honey,' I smiled in encouragement. 'You two make a good couple'. They looked at each other and John nodded. 'I think so too' he said, pulling her lightly too him and kissing her again. This time he put his hand between her legs. Kathy tensed as she felt his intention and backed away. 'Relax honey' he said with a reassuring smile. Taking a deep breath she took his advice, letting his dark hand creep under her dress, gently stroking her pussy with a thick finger. 'Jason' grinned John. 'Your wife's getting nice and wet'. I smiled and nodded appreciatively. I recall sitting, hard as a nail and watching this go on. 'Why don't you show John our bedroom honey' I said at last. 'That'd be great' he agreed nodding, his eyes wandering over her white figure. 'OK!' Kathy nodded and got up. She put out her hand which John took and followed her out of the door.

I was close behind as we went up the stairs and across the landing to our room. We were there before I knew it! Kathy and John began kissing heatedly in front of our bed, their mouths open and pressed together. It was the first time I'd seen her arms around another man like that and a sudden sensation of erotic jealousy swept through me. She had her arms draped up around his neck, obviously very turned on, her new bull groping her ass roughly with both hands. I remember feeling quite light headed as he took her dress and roughly pulled it down around her waist. We'd only just met him though he already had her tits out and was definitely taking charge. John quickly undressed, exposing his cock. We had seen pictures but actually seeing him erect was something else. I recall her standing amazed at his thick length.

She put her name in for consideration for a new position at work. This is no big deal and I wondered why she was acting so strange. She said it wasn't a standard 9 to 5 thing; it involved nights, weekends, some travel and some entertaining at home. Still no big deal. Then she said it probably involved doing the one thing I always wanted her to do. I was thinking of all the shit she refuses to do when she matter of factly said she would probably have to sleep with her boss. Stunned is putting it mildly. She told me we would discuss it further after the interview in a couple days.

I wanted this back in the day. Now we're in our fifties and it doesn't seem that important. I wonder if I say no if she'll do it anyway.

We talked a little more and she said the boss always likes to have a little sumpthin on the side, she said he doesn't like to do without. It's a little more money, flexible hours and her own office. She said it will spice up our marriage in our declining years. I told her to go for it.

L called and said the interview went well. It's down to her and one other office girl. Main sticking point seems to be that she's married (my wife, not the other girl). Her boss wants to take us to dinner to discuss matters tomorrow. Wife says the position is vacant and he wants to fill it by the first. She says he's been agitated and irritable lately. L already accepted.

Our big meeting didn't go off as planned. What was supposed to be dinner at the casino turned into drinks at a local bar. No big deal. We walk into the place and the wife starts scanning the room for her boss and she finds him. I am stunned when she introduced me to a very large and dark colored gentleman. He had a big smile on his face, but I kept it together. On the way home, I asked the wife why she never mentioned he was black, and she said it didn't matter to her, she was going for it no matter what and I could make my own decision. Fair enough.

We sit and start drinking, and I can't drink like I used to. The shit hits me like truth serum. After a couple rounds, he dismisses the wife, says the boys want to talk about her. She sits at the bar and watches us. I know she doesn't trust my motives at this point. The talk turns to how she is in bed, and I can't lie. I tell him she gives great head, one of those women that if you had to choose between fucking and sucking, sucking would win. He seems impressed. Then he asks what kind of lay is she, and I cannot lie. I tell him not so hot. I know, as the words leave my mouth, I am fucking up, but it's too late. He doesn't seem to be disappointed and lets the comment pass.

He motions for L to come back to the table and she does. She wants to know what we've been talking about. He comes right out and says that I said she gives great head. She is very embarassed. Then he says that I think she's a lousy lay, which I never said. Now she is very mad. She comments that she's been married to me for thirty years and didn't have a lot to work with. Everyone chuckles but me, but it broke the tension. His answer was that that can be worked on.

Then he asked if we knew what a cuckold was. I nodded yes, she shook her head no. He said that I'd explain it to her later. He said this won't work without my participation, but I would not be participating as an equal, were we okay with that. He said the pecking order was him on top, me on bottom and everything else was in between. L answered yes for both of us. Then he did something kinky. He grabbed my wrist and put my hand on his dick. He asked me if I could handle this fucking my wife. I nodded yes, but inside I was shouting hell yes. He did the same with L, he asked her if she could handle him. She nodded yes, but I think she was having second thoughts.

We argued a little over the weekend, and decided that this was her deal and I'd do whatever she wanted. She wants to proceed. Actually, it's not exciting, it's a bit frightening.

The first time a black man hit on me, I just rebuffed those advances figuring that he was just fishing around. After the third and fourth time, however, I began to consider that something more drastic was in order. I was resolved that the next time (IF there was a next time) that a black man came onto me, I’d confront him “man-to-man” and back him off. Well, there indeed WAS a “next time” and it came within days of my resolution.

I’d attended a mixed party and talked with a number of people, male, female, black and white and got to playing chess with a black man named David. David was about 6’3” about 250 pounds and very athletic. I stood about 5’9” about 170 pounds (soaking wet) and was fit from years of running long distance. When we finished the chess game, which David won, he asked if I was heading back to the dorm. When I said yes, he answered, “I’ll head back that way with you.” Sure enough, we hadn’t gotten half a block from the party and David said, “Damn! I’d really like to make a lady out of you.” “Look!” I demanded, “I’m no queer and I you’ve got no business coming off on me like that.” “I didn’t say you were a queer, but you put off a very strong feminine vibe and I just responded to it.” “That’s nonsense,” I said, “I’d know if I did something like that.” “Maybe you don’t know yourself as well as you think.” I started to laugh...that was a mistake, as David took that to be a softening on my part and an opening for him. He leaned in and nuzzled up against me, pressing me back against the wall of the building we were near. “Get off me,” I howled, “I’m not doing this.” David stepped back, but looked even more determined than before, “I NEED this girl and you need it too so you need to give me and yourself a chance.” “No way! Get outta here, I’m every bit as much a man as you are,” I sputtered. “Really?” asked David mockingly, “We’ll see about that,” and with that he motioned for me to get into a car he’d just clicked open with his keyless entry. “No way,” I protested, “this ain’t gonna happen!” “Yes it is sugar,” leered David, I can tell you want this as much as I do.” “How so?” I demanded, “You think I’m afraid to fight you?” “Fight me?! Do you want to fight me?” “Well no, not unless I have to.” “Look you don’t want to fight me at all. You’re just nervous and I can tell you’re as curious as I am because you haven’t run away. You want me to be the man, and believe me sugar, that’s just what I’m going to be.”

I didn’t know what to say. I HADN’T run, but I thought I was being very clear, although I must admit, I certainly was curious about all this. “Get in,” he demanded, and I found myself complying. When I was in his car, he said “Good girl, you’re gonna do fine. We’ll go slow. We’ll take it at your pace.” The drive back to the dorm was short, maybe a few minutes. David hadn’t said another word, just letting that last line sink in. When he parked the car he said, “Look, when we get to my room, I want you to shower and shave your entire body – arms, underarms, chest, legs, OK?” I couldn’t believe I was nodding my assent, but when he opened the door to his room, I made a bee line for his bathroom and began to shower... and shave my body hair.

When he heard the water stop running, he yelled, use the lotion I laid out for you and then put on that robe I put next to it. I did as he said. The lotion had a very sweet smell. The robe was short, in a light pink, with a satin collar. When I entered the main dorm room from the shower and dressing area, David was grinning widely. He was also lying stark naked on the bed. “That’s a good girl,” he cooed, “now come here by me.” As I got closer, he moved sideways and I got a glimpse of his cock. It was at least nine inches, and it was very dark and looked very hard. I froze in place. David grinned again and said, “Don’t worry, I ain’t gonna hurt you sugar. At least not much.

I walked to the bed nervously and slid in beside David, who then wrapped me in a warm embrace and took control. David began running his large hands all over my body, up under my robe, along my back and over my butt. “Mmmmm girl, I love that ass of yours,” he said. “Your body feels so soft and feminine, all shaved and lotioned like this,” he added. Then he hugged me close and kissed me deeply, sliding his tongue into my mouth. I could feel myself melting inside. As he kissed me more passionately, he began moving his long middle finger along my anus and after a few strokes, he slid it inside of me, slowly. I tried to squirm away, but I couldn’t break from his grip. “Relax, baby,” he whispered, I’m just loosening you up a little. We caressed for awhile longer and when he released me from his embrace, he was lying on his back, with his fully engorged cock pointing straight up in the air.

I smiled, as he nodded, then said, “Get to it girl.” I blushed deeply but quickly knelt between his legs and began sliding his shaft in and out of my mouth. I kept working it in deeper and deeper as he moaned louder with each stroke. “Look at me girl,” he demanded, “look into my eyes.” As I did, I saw David grinning from ear to ear. A moment later he came forcefully into my mouth, streaming down my throat, as I gulped to swallow it all, so I could take a breath. As it slid out of my mouth after cumming, it squirted again, another thick viscous stream that covered most of my face.

“Mmmmm,” purred David, admiring his handiwork, “Still think you’re as much a man as I am?” I shook my head, my face beet red beneath a glaze of David’s cum. “Yeah,” said David, “this is nice. You’re a real sweet lady. We’re gonna do this a lot from now on, only from here on in, when you come over here, I want you to dress like a lady for me. Understood?” Again, I nodded my assent. “Good, sugar. We’re gonna get along just fine. I went to wipe my face so I could see a little better and David barked, “Down touch that! I want you to be proud to wear my cum.” My hand froze, inches from my face, before I let it fall. “Get up and walk across the room for me, girl,” he ordered and I stood up and began to walk. I was still beet red and so nervous, I could feel myself shaking. David laughed easily and demanded, “Shake that ass, girl.” I was too embarrassed to reply, but between my nervousness and David’s fingering my butt, I guess it was enough to make it seem like a switch.

As I approached him sitting on the bed, he nodded that I get onto the bed beside him. Yeah girl, get up there. As I did, he came up behind me and positioned himself doggy style behind me. He began fingering my soft, moist, pink ass and then began rubbing the head of his cock against it until it gradually slid inside me. At first the pressure was so great, I tried to pull away, but he’d only push harder. Once he was inside though, it felt incredibly goooood! I found myself just naturally rocking to his rhythm, as he drove into me deeper and harder. “Yeah! You like that right girl.” “MmmmmmHmmmm,” I moaned loudly. “Good, cause you better get used to it, cause you’re gonna get it pretty regularly now. You like that?” “Ye-ye-yesss,” I stammered. David laughed again and said, “We’re gonna have to get you a girl’s name for when you’re with me, OK?” “MmmmmHmmmm,” I moaned my assent again. “How’s Denise? Yeah, I like that name. I’d like you to be my Denise, OK.” I could barely stand it, I felt ready to explode and I could tell that he was ready to cum again too. “Yesssss, I’ll be Denise,” I said. “Gooo-“ he began to reply as he exploded deep inside me. I could feel a whoosh of hot, thick cum explode inside me and then I felt a deep and complete warmth envelop my entire body. I relaxed fully and he came down on top of me, his member still inside me.

She woke me at 5 in the morning and told me that she had had a great time but she needed me to lick her still hot and horny pussy. She laid down and peeled her panties off and toild me to start licking. Her pussy was all red and swollen and sperm was dripping from it. I went in and cleaned her up real good. She told me that the guy she went home with had fucked her once, and then his friend had come in and she had fucked him too.

But her first BBC was the best for both of us. She went dancing with him as we were in a night club having drinks. He came up and asked if he could dance with her, I told him to ask her, and she said OK. They were on the floor for a very long time. I could see them in a corner where he had his hands all over her body. My cock was again hard as a rock. At closing time she told me that he was coming home with us. At home I went to get ice for our drinks, and when I returned to the living room she had his cock out and was sucking it. He had pulled her blouse open and was playing with her tits. We went up to the bedroom and all got on the bed. She asked me to get his cock ready, and I had to suck him hard, than guide it into her wet pussy. I lay at the foot of the bed and watched as he fucked her deep and hard bareback. I could see his black balls hitting her ass as his black cock drove into her. All of a sudden I could see his ass clench and his balls tighten and I knew he was about to fill her. I held his balls in my hand as he shot his sperm into her. Then he rolled over and told me it was my turn and that I might want to clean up a little first. I spread her legs and dove in. His sperm was rushing out of her gaping pussy, and I licked and licked while she was moaning about how nice it was to be black fucked and then cleaned by her husband. The next morning they were at it again. His black cock deep in her swollen pussy until he unloaded and I had to clean it. What joy it was to watch him fuck her deep and hard, hold his balls in my hand as he shot his potent sperm in her, and then crawl in and lick it all up.

After that event she began to have more black lovers and also got more aggressive in humiliating me in public. I hated it and loved it when she would tell me at a club that she was going home with this or that guy and to just go home and wait for her there. But she always came back with a pussy full of nice hot sperm for me to lick out. Just laying there on the bed looking at her swollen purple colored pussy with their combined juices seeping out would be awesome to enjoy.

Today 25 years later she still does a guy from time to time but long times will pass by with nothing happening. I miss it all and sometimes wish we could go back to the “old” days, when fucking around was a way of life.

We posted an ad on Craigslist and got 100's of emails and found 3 different people who seemed like they were serious. We narrowed it down to 1 (my wife's choice) and we got more serious in the emails, photo exchanges and even telephone calls.

We planned on meeting at the casino bar for drinks and would see where it went. After my wife had a few drinks in her we decided to make it a go. I wont go on and on about the details. Basically we went up to our room where I got to watch her give this man a very very long B/J until she finished him off. He got up to use the bathroom and I asked my wife if she was comfortable with me leaving the room and she was. I told them I was leaving and he told me not to come back for at least 2 hours.

I came back several times though and listened at the door. I could hear them in their fucking and my wife was finally getting the pleasure I have never given her. At the 2 hour mark I came back and went in and saw them laying there. He got dressed, kissed her goodbye and thanked me and informed me that he would indeed be fucking my wife again.

I talked with my wife, and acted out part of the fantasy I wasn't sure I could do and ate out my wife. She told me he fucked her 3 times and that all 3 times she came. She was happy I let her play this out, and we are now seeking new partners. He was a black man and that's what our fantasy always was. We are kicking around some other things now too, but this couldn't have played out any better then it has.

"He should be here soon!", Lynn spoke as she paced in our living room. She had on a powder blue little skirt that with her hips hugged tightly on her accentuating her shapely but thickish thighs that were nearly totally visible under the shortness of the skirt. "Heck", I thought to myself, she's wearing a new garter belt to match the color of the skirt!" She wasn't the type to wear things like that and had seldom put one on unless I had begged, but here she was in a pair of 3+" high heels, a short skirt and a garter belt to match! The most amazing thing was the sheerness of the top. She had this thing about not wanting so to show too much cleavage. "Isn't the top a bit revealing", I quizzically said to he as I noticed how low it hung and how translucent it was. "I, I can see your nipples", I stuttered as I looked at her pacing the floor and her ass wiggling and her breasts swaying.

"Well of course it is, do you like it?, I hope he does, I put it on to excite him more", she smiled at me as she continued to pace. "He said he would be here by 8 and it's almost 9pm." I could see the concern in her voice . "Ah, thank god, that must be him!", her voice erupted at the sound of the doorbell. Scampering faster than I had seen her move in years she wiggled her plump juicy ass to the door.

"Hi!", she blabbered as she opened the door and seeing him standing there threw her arms around his neck as his black paws went to my wife's round full butt and he fondled those two twin cheeks of hers. Stretching up she had to stand on her tippy toes to reach around his neck and in doing so her big round bare ass was totally exposed to my gaze. "God I am getting a hard on," I realized as I looked at how the garter belt accentuated her bare asscheeks. "Now," she looked back at me sitting on the couch, "the fun can begin', she continued as they both entered the living room.

Sitting in the chair in the living room I couldn't take my eyes off the two of them as they entered the living room. "I am so glad you finally got here!", Lynn stammered as they sat down on the love seat and she snuggled extremely close to him.

"Damn you look good tonight," Tyrone smiled as his hand went to her thighs sticking out from under her abbreviated little skirt. "Spread those juicy things baby", he demanded as his hand now rode up her opening thighs and his fingers now touched her hairy blond snatch. "I'd love to!", Lynn breathlessly responded as she practically squirmed further into her lover. Leaning forward she rested one delicate hand on the front of his pants and stretching up began to kiss his neck while his hand now started to finger her tight but growing moist cunt. "Jeez, you feel awful hard," she smiled up at him. "May I?" she cooed as her tiny fingers began to unzip his pants and she fumbled to retrieve his manhood.

I watched to complete delight as well as amazement as her body wiggled all over the place as his hand was now fingering her eagerly and her legs were wide apart showing her stocking encased legs up to her white upper thighs.

"Ohhh," she moaned as her hand finally grasped a hold of his stiffening shaft and she pulled it out from his pants, "mmm, it looks so nice." Lynn's eyes were ablaze with desire as she began to stroke his stiffening cock in her long nailed fingers. "Well if it looks good, maybe you should taste it woman", he laughed as he placed his free arm around her and guided her toward his enraged black meat.

Standing up abruptly Tyrone dropped his trousers and stood in front of my wife with his nearly erect cock dangling in front of her wide eyes. "Damn, I thought to myself, I can't see anything now", I muttered as Tyrone's muscular body was blocking my view of Lynn sitting on the edge of the couch staring at his offered shaft. Getting up I wandered to the side of the love seat just in time to see Lynn's lovely lips open up and lick the purplish head of his cock.

"Pop, pop", I heard the the undeniable noise of her puckered lips as his cock head entered her stretching mouth and then leaving slightly so to make her lips open wide to allow its escape. "My god it's huge!" I excitedly muttered to myself as Lynn's fingers now encircled his long shaft. "Hell she can't even wrap her hand around it!" I was shocked to see his thick meat just was too much for her hand to encompass.

Having not been on a vacation together for many years my wife and I decided to take a trip to the Caribbean this winter. We both looked forward to a nice week alone together on a warm tropical beach. On trips alone I have gotten my wife into the habit of wearing skirts with no panties and she had a full complement of dresses to bring on our trip. We talked about how horny it would make her to show herself off to some of the black islanders.

We also talked about getting her a massage at the resort from a black male masseur. When we talked about it during sex I would ask her if she would be naked for her massage. She always said yes. I would also ask her what she would do if the masseur accidently touched her pussy or breasts during the massage, this got her excited and she said she would "let him" touch her. I asked what if he went further and actually put a finger inside her. By this point she usually came, and would cry out “I would let him do whatever he wants to do". We enjoyed many of these fantasies prior to our trip.

When we finally got to the resort I was really looking forward to our spa day. On the second day I made an appointment for a midafternoon hour massage for each of us. We spent the day on the beach having a few drinks and relaxing (I was trying to loosen her up) before we went. I felt the anticipation building in myself as I hoped it would be a big good looking black guy doing her massage.

When we arrived at the spa I asked her if she was ready and she said she was. My wife is a little on the uptight side and I was surprised to see her very relaxed and calm. While we did have a few drinks neither of us was drunk or even buzzed, so I took this as a positive sign.

After doing a hydrotherapy circuit we met our masseurs and fortunately hers was a younger good looking big black guy. He told us to go into the locker room and remove as much clothing as we were comfortable with and put on a robe. After changing we were lead upstairs to the massage room (we shared a room with 2 male masseurs). We were then told that they would step out and we should disrobe and get on the massage table under the sheet. I admit I was a little disappointed that the massage table had a full sheet (prior masseurs had just covered me with a towel), but I was very pleased that when my wife took off her bathrobe she was completely naked.

Well for the next hour I did enjoy a good massage but I was also had a good semi, thinking of the black guy less than 5 feet away rubbing my wife's naked body. It made concentrating on enjoying my massage difficult at times especially when I could hear their mumbled whispers. By the point in the massage where the masseur was working my legs I almost sprang full wood thinking about my wife. My eyes were covered the whole time so I couldn't see what was going on with her. The anticipation was killing me.

After the massage ended we were told to put our robes back on and meet them outside. As soon as they left I started getting my robe on and I asked my wife how was it? She smiled and said it was great. I said anything fun? She said a little and I walked over to her and slid my hand up her robe. I was delighted to find an extremely wet pussy and my wife said "I told you I enjoyed it." On the way back to the changing room my wife's masseur had a big smile on his face and was trying to convince my wife to come back tomorrow. He said she could really use a sports massage (She got a Swedish) to help relieve her tension. It seems that he had enjoyed it too.

At this point I just wanted to get out of there and get back to my room so I could get the rest of the story and slide my cock into that wet pussy. When we got back to the room she told me how horny she was as he rubbed her. How hot it made her being naked there for his taking. How he had rubbed the sides of her breasts and had been less than a finger's width from her pussy. How badly she wanted him to actually touch it. How he had spent a long time massaging her ass, her whole ass. How he had moved her legs around a lot when he massaged her lower legs and feet and he definitely saw her pussy. I asked her if she had wanted "more" and she screamed "yes" as I was thrusting hard into her. She told me that he could have done whatever he wanted to her and that she was hoping that he and the other masseur would take her. I told her how tomorrow she should go back and get an 80 min massage (we got 50 min) and have a private room this time. How my masseur didn't touch my butt or move my legs much. How her masseur had moved her legs so he could see her pussy. She loved that and told me how wet she got when she felt the cool room air on her pussy (knowing he could see it). With all this talk and her recent massage she ended up cumming pretty hard and pretty quick, so did I.

Unfortunately I pounded her so hard she started spotting so a return trip to the masseur was out for the rest of the trip. As with my prior luck, I again came so close but never got the whole way. At this point I do feel that given the right circumstances my wife would go all the way. She loves this stuff, but again how do I take it to the next level?

"Yes, yes, I did", I looked into her blazing eyes," I mumbled. "If I had know how good it would be I would have agreed a long time ago", she laughed as she ran her fingers over her plump thigh and touched her hairy furry pussy.

"So , so what were you talking about", I stammered as I held my now rising dick in my hand. "If you must know, i was telling him he could come over and fuck me again Tuesday night and that you would help!" She stood and started to walk to our bedroom. "How can I help??", I nervously spoke. "Oh you'll see, she smiled over her shoulder, now come on in to the bedroom, I need you to clean up my wet dripping well fucked pussy!", she grinned and headed to the room with me following her.

As I entered our bedroom, I was surprised at how quickly Lynn had gotten herself into the bed. Standing in the doorway the sight that greeted me was unbelievable. Laying across the bed sideways, with her short somewhat thick legs pulled up and resting on her elbows she beckoned to me. "See that, she pointed to her shiny slick pussy, that's what he did to your wife's tight little pussy, honey, he destroyed it, made it big and open like a woman should be from sex!', she was smiling broadly as she teased me.

"Whattya think?, she continued to grin at me as her finger went to her pussy and slowly she slid it in herself. "Looks good doesn't it!", she laughed towards me. "Come over here and taste it baby, see what it really looks like and tastes like now!", she demanded as I slowly was transfixed by the sight of my wife laying on the bed inviting me to taste and feel her warm spoiled pussy.

Inch by inch I slowly like in a dream wandered to her laying there. "Oh god, it looks so good", I thought to myself as I found myself getting on my knees beween her legs and getting right up to her dripping pussy hole.

"That's it honey, put your tongue in me and see how hot he got me", she moaned as she let her head fall back and with one hand reached for the back of my head and pushed me into her pussy. "Lick it, lick good," she muttered as my tongue voluntarily licked at her steamy moist pussy. "Ohhh yes , that's it, oh oh yes" she was moaning as I looked up from my eating to see her grabbing ahold of one of her massive 38" tits while my tongue now began to taste the cream between her lips. "Slurp, slurp", my mouth feverishly licked her insides of its potent cum that he had left in her now open pusy. "He fucked me good, oh god did he fuck me good, baby!', she looked down at me between her spread thighs. "Huh huh", I muttered as my face buried itself between her open legs and enjoyed the smell and taste of her recently mounted and stuffed with cock's pussy.

"Get it all, com'on get it all," Lynn wailed as she lifted her chunky legs high and shoved her ass into my face forcing her pussy to engulf my face fully. "That's it, that's it!!", she mutttered as she wiggled her big thick ass faster and I could feel her pussy now starting to flood my mouth with her juices as she came hard.

Slowly she relaxed and as she did she pushed me away from her moistness. "Now go get me a towel", she glared at me. "Tomorrow you're going to have to do something different for Tuesday to be fun for us all. I noticed how you liked the taste of his cum off my finger and from the way you just ate me you like it in bigger doses as well. Well starting tomorrow and Tueday you are going to learn much more", she spoke harshly to me. "Now get me a towel and let's get to sleep", she barked at me as I went to retrieve the towel she wanted.

A little background, my wife and I have met a few people on this site and others, we are swingers, but the last 4 years we have been truck driving. So our sex life was down, but we paid off our home and got off the truck and got local jobs, to be home every night. While on the truck, she was my co-driver, we both gained some weight, she went from 130# to 175#. But since she's been working now she is down to 160# and still losing.

Lately she has met a few guys, both friends of ours, and she has been fucking them while I watched and sometimes joined in. Both are white guys and about 6" dicks. These guys are like her fuck buddies but I have always been there.

About a month ago she met a black guy online, and they have been chatting. Finally, the timing was right, we have a son at home and with work, and they decided to meet. I was at work, I told her to go and have a good time. She got the camera, her bag of tricks, and when I had to go to work she left to meet him. She came to my place at work a few hours later and told me they got a hotel room and he fucked the shit off of her. He was very polite, and did whatever she wanted. She let him pound her pussy with his 9" uncircumized dick and then he came over her face. She told me that he fucked she so hard that the maids at the hotel had to turn on the vacum cleaners to drown out the noises she was making.

So he left for work, after being with her for only 45 minutes, and told her he wanted to see her again. I got off work, and he already paid for the room so we fucked like rabbits. I fucked her in the ass, which we haven't done in a few years. We walked to a local bar, drank a little, went back and fucked some more. The experience really lit both our fires, I can't wait for her to meet him again. He told her next time he wants me there to join in and get better pictures.

Here is what she had to work with.

She admitted the idea of a real big cock made her hot and we agreed it would be nothing more than sex. So, after a lengthy internet search, she found a suitable lover about 45 minutes from where we live on the other side of the city. We’ll call him A. A is a muscular 26 old black male who has a nice big 8X7 cock. She almost did not go through with it the first time, but after few glasses of wine at the hotel bar, went to his room. When she came home the first time, she was aglow. She stayed with him for about 5 hours and she said they did it 3 times. She said each time she had multiple orgasms. They obviously used condoms, but when she lay on the bed for me and opened her legs, her pussy was open and well used. He said he really pounded her hard since she was used to the thick dildo already. I licked her to another orgasm, and positioned my cock between her legs. When I slid in, it felt like I was barely touching the sides. She just giggled and said she could not feel me. I could easily pull out and slam back in with no guidance or friction. After I came, we both fell asleep. Her pussy returned to normal a few days later. She met him again about 8 times over the next 5 months. She seemed to crave sex more and was always horny. She said she was not going to see A anymore, but wanted to find another cock that was closer to her so she could have him more than every few weeks.

We started searching again. After looking at several profiles and speaking with a few, she picked the next guy she wanted to try. We’ll call him T. He only lived 15 minutes from us. I was a bit surprised at who she picked. He was a recently divorced, very large black man, slightly overweight, balding, and was 45 years old. His cock, however, was massive. T said it was 9.5 inches long and 8.5 inches around, and it sure as hell looked like it from the picture. She explained to him that it was only sexual and not to be emotional or companionship in any way. He said he was fine with that and was not looking for a relationship after his divorce, only sex. She said she was really turned on by the size of his body, and his cock, and didn’t care what the rest of him looked like. I have to admit, I immediately got hard, thinking of a huge older black guy, using my wife as a fuck doll.

Once she decided to meet with him, we made sure to use her big dildo every night leading up to the meeting to get her ready. Her first meeting with him was last Saturday. She was both excited and very nervous to have such a huge cock. She actually met T at his place and stayed with him for about 3 hours. I had her recount the events to me when she came home. She said she was a bit intimidated by his size. He is about 6-4 and she is only 5-3. She said he was very gentle though. They fooled around in his living room and she downed a couple glasses of wine to loosen up. She started off by trying to suck his cock, but it was so big, she could not get it in her mouth, so she just licked it. He then went down on her and licked her clit and fingered her for a while to open her up. Then they went to the bedroom. When it was time to enter her, he put on a condom and smeared a huge amount of lube on his cock and her pussy. She said she sat back and opened her legs. He very slowly and gently worked the head of his cock into her. She said she had never been so stretched in her life, other than having babies, but he was very slow and gentle with her. He moved very slowly, allowing her to adjust for about 15 minutes, and then he started to thrust in and out. She thinks he was stoking about 6-7 inches of his cock in her and she had her first orgasm.

T kept fucking her at a steady pace and a few times she had to tell him to stop. She said it was a mix of pleasure and pain. She had another orgasm with him and then she told him she wanted to get on top. She said she heard a plop when he pulled his cock out, her pussy felt like it stayed open, and she felt empty. He got on his back while she straddled him. She guided her pussy back down onto him and felt it stretching again. She said it went in easier this time, and she started to ride him a little harder. After several minutes of riding him she had another orgasm. She thinks she got most of his cock in her, but could not make it to his balls. He was just too big. She said she was significantly loosened up by this point and started thrusting up and down on him. Apparently, this put him over the edge and he grabbed her hips and shot his load into the condom just as she had another orgasm.

She just stayed on top of him with his dick in her for a few minutes while they kissed. When she got off from him, his cock made a sucking sound and the “plop”. She laid down next to him on the bed and reached between her legs to feel her very open hole. After this, they started kissing again and he went back down on her. She removed his condom and started sucking and licking his cock again to get him hard. She said they tried to do it again, but she was to sore and tightened up after the break.

She got dressed and told him she wanted to see him again this week. She said that she felt like she got kicked in the vagina while she was walking back to her car. She was pretty sore when she got home, but let me lick her pussy. It was red and swollen. She was actually too sore for an orgasm and there was no way she was up for sex. She was sore for the next 2 days and let me take her last night. She still felt pretty loose, and it was fairly hard for me to reach orgasm. She told me that she could barely feel me. After I came, I finished her off with the big dildo. I was amazed at how easily it slid in and she had me really hammer her with it to bring her to orgasm.

That brings me to today. She said she feels recovered and is going back to see T tonight after the kids go to bed. I will post again when I have an update.

Quick update. She went to T's place last night as planned. She spent about 1 1/2 hours with him and it went much the same as last time. They licked and sucked each other for a little while and then it took him 15 minutes or so to work his cock in her. She said she had another 3 orgasms, and he actually took her from behind to finish himself off. She said T started fucking her pretty hard before he came and it was kind of painful, but she let him continue since she could tell he was close to cumming.

She did tell me something really hot last night. She said when he was on top of her, she could actually see her stomach rise and fall when he was pumping her. She left right after they were done because she knew she would be too sore to do it again. She was too sore and tired to play last night, so we just cuddled in bed. She was still walking funny and sore this morning.

Last night she also told me that the way his cock fills her up is amazing and like nothing else she has ever experienced. Her orgasms are very intense with him, but she is not too keen on being this sore. We have dinner plans on Saturday, but she intends to see him on Sunday night.

To be honest, I am a little concerned about how quickly this is moving. I know it is nothing but sex, but it took her 1 1/2 months to get with her last guy, A, 3 times, and now she is gonna see T 3 times in a little over a week. Plus, I did not ever imagine she would be sleeping with a guy with a cock this huge. I do not know how long this will go on, but I am nervous about the long term effects T's huge tool might have on her pussy.

I've included some pics of my wife, and the pic that T e-mailed her of his cock. Check them, out and you will see what I mean about her being tiny.

Just last weekend, I was sitting at the bar with my wife when a handsome black guy about 35 years old sat next to my wife. Within minutes, he started chatting it up with my wife. It's almost as if he did not care that she was married and that I was sitting next to her. Within an hour, he and my wife were dancing together and I was very turned on by this. I was thinking that this might be the night that the fantasy became a reality. My wife danced and talked to him for almost two hours without barely knowing that I was even there. Things changed when two black women showed up and started talking to him. Then my wife turned to me and began talking to me. When my wife and I were leaving, he caught up to my wife near the door as I was exiting with my wife behind. When I turned to see if my wife was behind me, he kissed her on the lips. My wife held his face when they kissed. At this point, I had a huge erection and wanted my wife to go get him and we would all go to a hotel. My wife down played it and said that he was just a nice guy and she enjoyed dancing with him and enjoyed his conversation. Now my wife always told me that she would never want me present when and if she decided to make our fantasy a reality. She told me that he would not be the guy.

My question to you all is do you think my wife and Darryl traded phone numbers and do you think that she is interested in him? My wife seems to be preoccupied mentally lately. I personally think that she has already met him because she is bouncing off of her heels lately. Do you think if a wife would carry on with a black stud like she did the first night she met him, that she would be interested in starting a fling or one night stand with Darryl. If she has, it's ok with me and I told my wife this but I just think that my wife is keeping him a secret.

"Ohh, ohhh,' I moaned lightly as my stiffening little penis rose and became somewhat firm once more. "Look at that,' Lynn grinned as she leaned up and kissed her newest lover on his big dark lips, Its only half as long as you are". She smiled as she then lowered her pretty face to his bulging shaft.

It was nearly too much for me to bear. In all the time we had been doing some swinging, which had been about 5 years, there were a few things she had said she would NEVER EVER DO and not to ever ask her to or else. Tonight she was breaking two of her main vows to me and I was shocked. She had never in the 10 or so years I had known her ever put her cute mouth on my dick. She said it was a disgusting idea and there was no way she would ever do that. She had given me hand jobs of course but her mouth was off limits. The other thing which I had always tried to get her to do was have sex wih a black man. Growing up in Alabama she found that the worst thing a white woman could do. To her if a white female had sex with a black man she had to be the worst type of tramp and whore that ever exsisted.

Pulling vigoursly on my now enraged dick I looked excitedly at her as she lowered her red lips and her floppy big titties dangled above this black man's cock and she started to suck his meaty cock. "Jesus," I moaned to myself as I watched my lovely wife do something she had never done before, she going to blow him!" My eyes widened as I watched her head bob up and down on his now shiny throbbing prick . "Hurry up, shoot that little dick of yours off!!" she lifted her head from his cock and urged me to cum. "You like?", she lifted her left leg up exposing to me her hairy pussy that was dripping the black man's seed onto the sheets, building up a puddle between her chubby legs and smearing her big wide ass as well.

Faster and faster I yanked on my now ready to erupt dick as she again sucked on that bigger black cock, with her eyes glancing at me as I furiously tried to lose control. "Ugh, ugh, oh god!," my hips humped up off the bed as I felt my balls start to release my creamy cum into the air. "FUCK, ah FUCK!!", I babbled as my dick shot cum out and it cascaded onto my dick shaft, coating it with my own cum seed.

"Well look at that", Lynn smiled, as she took her free hand and ran a finger across my coated with cum shaft. Using her hand she smeared some of my seed on her fingers and putting it near her mouth began to taste it. "No, that wouldn't be correct." She stopped just short of putting her finger in her lovely pouting mouth. "Here, you lick it, I dont taste cum, you know that," she scolded me she pushed her wet finger towards my mouth. "Lick it clean!", she demanded. Leaning forward I let go of my limp peter and nervously opened my mouth as she stuck her finger in it. "Slurp, lick", I licked my residue off her long nailed finger. "So how does it taste!", she spoke to me once I had cleaned her finger off. "It's, it's ok" I nervously said as she took her hand away from my mouth and lowered it to between her thick thighs.

"Try this," she slowly said to me as she pushed two fingers into her pussy and came out with a huge gob of the black guy's cum which had been deposited in her love tunnel just moments ago. "Open wide!" Lynn was smiling from ear to ear as she shoved her smelly cum laden fingers towards me. "Ok," I agreed, not knowing what else to do. My mouth quivered as her fingers entered my mouth and I used my tongue and throat to get every drop of that cum off her fingers.

"SO how does it taste?", my wife asked me as she withdrew her now clean fingres out of my mouth. "It's awfully thick and salty tasting, much more than mine is", I embarrassingly admitted.

Leaning on all fours to me, Lynn hd her big thick juicy ass in the air and her large tittes swaying down. "You got that right, it's thick and tasty and very very potent as well, thats why we haven't had any babies, it's not me, it's your usless seed!" she lashed out at me.

"Com'n Lover," she looked at the man who was getting behind her upturned asscheeks. "Feed my married white pussy with some more of that precious baby seed," she grinned a wicked smile. "Now get off this bed of mine and my man here and you just watch how a real man takes a woman like me!" She threw her head back as he started to slide his long dark shaft once more into Lynn's willing open pussy.

"Yes,god yes, fuck me Tyrone baby!' she now was babbling his name as she shoved her big fat ass to his ramming cock as it slid into her with no effort at all. Lynn had a tight pussy, but this man's cock was making it slick and wider than it had ever been.

"Get you scrawny ass out of here so I can fuck her better!", the man said to me menacingly. "You heard him, leave", my wifes panting breath spoke to me as she looked my way. "Go into the living room or something for god sakes!!", her blazing lust feeled eyes told me. Quickly I got up and scurried to the living room, closing the bedroom door just a bit. Even in the living room I could here the noises of them fucking hard. He was pounding her hard or making the bed move so much the bed was rocking and the groaning she was making was unbearable to me to fathom.

After about 20 minutes of listening to their noises, I had to see what was going on. Naked I tippy toed towards the bedroom and peered into the bedroom thru the door I had left slightly ajar. "Wow!', I exclaimed to myself, as I stroked my tiny hardening dick. "She's on top!", I muttered as I watched her pushing her chubby body onto his lean dark body. She was swinging those massive hips and her ass was a blur as she rode him frantically. "Suck 'em, go ahead, suck them hard!", Lynn was lowering herself lower as this strange blakman was using his hand and mouth to tweak and suck on those big 38's of hers, making them extend out lower. "She's cumming!!". I was amazed, as I saw her now furiously pumping on him.

"AGH, god , oh god!!", my short little wife was screaming as she threw her hair back and slammed her big white ass hard onto this man's erupting meat as she wiggled and thrashed upon him. "OH Jesus Christ!", she was babbling as his cock sprayed its warm seed in her open and eager pussy . "Ahhh', she sighed as she collapsed on him and her legs spread to allow his dripping and still enlarged cock to slither out of her yanwing pussy hole.

"Wow, that was fantastic!', she lifted herself up on her hands, leaving her giant tits to hang down close to his chest. "What do you think you're doing spying on us!", Lynn turned her head to catch me peeking at them. "I, I was just wanting to see if you two were done", I stammered. "Sure you did, you just wanted to see how a real man fucks your wife,huh!", she practically spat the words at me as I retreated.

About 15 minutes later they came out of the bedroom to the living room. "No," I mumbled to myself. Lynn had put on her white nitie, the one she swore she would never wear as it was her wedding nitie. "How many more things are going to change." I glanced at her as she walked Tyrone to the door. "Good night sweetie", she got on her tippy toes to reach his neck. Being so short and him so tall it was an impressive sight! Leaning down, Tyrone cupped my wife's big ass firmly in his strong black paws.

"Now remember what I said ", he smiled at her as they both turned to look at me sitting on the couch naked. "Don't worry", Lynn hugged him, "next time it will be even better!." She again kissed him as they both looked my way and laughed . "See you then", Tyrone said as he gave Lynn a soft smack on her rump and left our place.

As I sit here just watching the TV I am wondering how this all happened. "Well it's been something else", I thought to myself. Crossing my long smooth legs I sat back and thought of how this all became this way. "Never!", I muttered to myself as I let my right hand go to the hem of my mini skirt and let my long painted red nails slide into my blueish tiny pantie and begin to fondle myself. "Hmmm", I moaned as I lifted my black high heels up so they were resting on the cushion of the couch and my long garter belted thighs were opened. "I can't believe I have become this!", I sighed as my fingers now gently touched myself.

Just over 3 years ago I had been like many of my peers, now though, after my ex had done the transformation of me, I had totally changed. "Oh god that fills good", I slowly and gently swung my hips as my soft delicate hand wrapped around my semi erect little dick. While my right hand encircled my now growing dick my other hand reached to my left for the dildo I had laid on the couch earlier. Taking it in my hand I guided it towards my sweet red lips and letting my tongue slide out, I licked the big head of the black large dilldo.

"Pop, pop", the thick head popped in and out of my pouted mouth as I bathed it with my saliva. "Hmmm", my throat moaned as I tried to take at good 2 or more inches of the hard rubber dick in between my excited mouth. Stroking my now hard dick I could feel the excited urge that had made me become what I was. "POP" I let the thick dick slide out of my mouth and I excitedly held it firmly between both hands and guided it down between my spread wide legs, down past my pulled back little panties, past my stiff little dick, beyond my soft thighs and just next to my smooth shaved ass.

"This should help", my heaving chest caused my legs to shake as I spat on my hand and lubed the big cock for its entry nto my tight white shemale type asshole. Spreading my legs as wide as possible I urged the big head to my snug ass. "Ohhh, oh god yes!", I sighed as I felt the head start to try and invade this sissified butt hole of mine. "Oh god yes, fuck me", I closed my mascara covered eyes and allowed myself to dream of how this all began as I pushed the big 8" rubber cock further into my tight spreading ass.

"God damn you got a nice pussy", the man fucking my plump pretty wife moaned as he stroked his dick into her rapidly, causing her to buck uncontrollably. "Jesus Christ, oh Jesus!", Lynn babbled as he swiftly fed her open pussy with his long dick. "Thats it thats it, dick me good , fuck my married pussy!", Lynn urged him on. We had been married for just about a year when we decided, at my urging, to give swinging a try. At first Lynn was not too happy about the idea. Besides the fact that I would be with other women she didn't feel she was that attractive. Lynn was and still is a bit on the plump side. She stands about 5'2" and weighs in the range of 125 and up to 130lbs. Yes a slight bit chunky that was true, but she made up for it with a huge set of 38D breasts, a nice round chubby ass and shapely legs to match. In a mini skirt and a revealing top she could appeal to just about any man.

"Yes, fuck her good", I said under my breath as I sat on the floor watcing her pussy gaping open from the large dick entering it. "God she looks good", I continued my thoughts as I unzipped my pants and pulled out my own dick and stroked it in unison with their fucking motions.

"Give it to me, give me that dick and cum in me!!", she babbled as his back tensed and his dick now pounded furiously into her slick pussy. "Oh my god, oh my god!!", she cried as I looked between her thick thighs and saw the first trace of cum dripping out of her, filled with a stranger's dick. "Oh yeah take it you hot little bitch!", the man riding my sweet wife gurgled as he now sank his dick fully into her and began to flood her eager pussy with his potent seed. "Yes fuck her!", I muttered as I now was stroking my own stiff dick as I started to cum in unison with their fornication. As they slowed down their fucking Lynn glanced over at me. There I was with my pants around my ankles, my dick in my hand spewing my thin cum onto my legs.

"You liked, huh", she smiled at me as the man on top of her pulled his now limp dick out of my wife's wet and spoiled pussy.

"Yeah" I sheepishly said "I guess I did". I was embarrassed by her seeing me playing with myself. Now this wasn't the first time we had met with a single man for a little fun. On the contrary at first we met with couples but Lynn wasn't too keen about watching me with other women. So we decided that it woudl be best if we stuck with only men. She seemed to not mind that and I had now gotten used to watching her giving up her charms to other men, no matter if they were single, married, or what age they might be. However this was the first time I had gotten so excited that I had pulled my dick out and played with myself in her presence when she was with someone else. Usually I just watched and at times took videos and pictures. I never joined in as she seemed to enjoy playing the role of a married whore or a wife who's hubby wasn't giving her what she needed. She would dress the part well too. In a very brief little skirt or dress, high 3+" heels, a thin top and rarely if ever any panties so she could show off that thick body magnificently!

"Ohhh' she moaned as he got off her, my god you made love to me wonderfully!" She reached up and put her arms around her most recent bed partner. "So much better that he can", she smiled and looked my way. Awkwardly I started to let go of my still hard dick as she kissed her lover and looked at me. "Now don't be ashamed", she grinned as she turned towards me. "Why don't you come over her on the bed and show us both how you play with that silly dick of yours", Lynn smiled and looked to her partner. "Yeah that sounds cool", he spoke towards me. "Yeah bring that little dick over her and show your wife why she prefers me", he laughed as Lynn snuggled up to him and made room for me on our queen size bed.