I told her that she was out on her butt. But she pleaded with me offering anything if I would let her stay. (There were also minor children to consider.)

"Anything?"

I told her that since she cheated, I had a right to set new rules. So we started swinging. Her huge bust brought in men and women by the dozens, hot to get in her pants. I shared her with white couples, then single white guys, then black couples and ultimately in 3somes with black men. But only if I was present. For 5 years, I was enjoying the thrill of a lifetime. I was getting more sex than ever before and the punch in the gut whenever I watched or helped another cock enter her was enormous. She refused to do gang bangs, but she did have multiple men in the same evening at the swing clubs we visited.

After 5 years in the lifestyle, I caught her screwing one of the bag boys at the local supermarket. That ended the marriage.

A year later, I married a real trophy wife. 25 years old, blond, green eyes, 5' 4", 130#, and 36DD. I knew that she had a sluttish past, very active sexually since 10th grade and was pregnant, father unknown, when I met her. I paid for the abortion.

Two years later, I was ready to share this dream woman. We started with nudism, then swing clubs, lifestyle conventions and private parties. We had parties with white and black couples and some MFM with white guys. Always same room, because I love to share and watch. But she resisted having sex with solo black men.

Then one day, I discovered that before we met that she had a fling with a room mate's black boyfriend. Then she admitted that she resisted having sex with solo black guys because she thought that she would be discredited in my eyes.

I explained that would not be a problem, and the next weekend at the Red Rooster in Las Vegas, she and I had a great MFM experience with a handsome black guy.

Now, we usually have sex with white couples or solo white guys, but occasionally an extraordinary black guy is on the scene. Really, I get the same visceral kick while watching her with either a white or black guy.

She still prefers white guys as her first choice.

Unbeknownst to me at a party not long ago, my wife and I were propositioned by a rather large black man, and I'm convinced this incident was instrumental in her change of attitude toward my fantasy. Soon I began to notice her commenting on the appearance of black men and she began showing an interest in the discussions of some of the interracial forums (especially where white woman and wives would discuss and confirm your typical size/virility stereotypes, while warning you will never be able to get enough, and their only disappointment was that they did not do it sooner) as well as a little more open to her toys (She even agreed to practice with her large black dildo in preperation for a very well endowed future lover).

Well fast forward to this past weekend, and as we were preparing to have sex, I offered to trim her pubes for her. As she lay back in wait of her trim, I managed to shave her bare (which she refused to do for me regardless of my repeated requests) before she noticed, making the comment that her future black lovers will likely demand that of her anyway, so she may as well get used to it. While admiring her newly bare pussy with my tongue I felt compelled to tell her how her pussy looked as if it were made to house a black cock, and I could not imagine anything more beautiful or erotic than her pussy gripping a thick black cock, noting how awesome her swollen lips would look when being parted by a thick dark cock.

Deciding she needed to see exactly what I was seeing, I snapped a few pics with our digital camera and then handed it to her, askng her to convince me I was wrong. As I continued with my vision for her pussy I began to notice that she had become increasingly aroused and vocal, suddenly begging for me to retrieve her large black dildo. Without having to ask twice I handed her the massive rubber cock and she immediately began fondling and fawning over it as if in a trance, prompting me to suggest that she seems to be warming up to the idea of taking a well endowed black lover.

Between running her tongue down the dark shaft and rubbing its massive head over her engorged clit, she moaned a definite yes and then asked me to retrieve some additional lube so she could fully accept her new lover. What I witnessed next was a new and determined wife. After working in the large black tip to her freshly shaven white pussy she asked me if it looked as good as it felt, adding that she hopes so because I will probably be seeing much more of it. She then slowly but forcefully began to work more and more of its length into her swollen pussy, moaning and muttering about how I was right and that I should find her a well endowed black lover. She proceded in getting darn near the whole length inside her, beaming ear to ear, while playfully taunting me with comments such as "wouldn't you like to be able to fill me like this" and asking if "I will mind cleaning them both up when he pumps his seed into her". I just kind of smiled but I could tell there was a little sincerity in her voice. She must have come on that dildo at least a dozen times that night, but that pales in comparison to the number of times she's asked me since if I've run an ad for her future lover.

So via the wonder of Craigslist, this site and a couple of other interesting places, she finally found Tony, and liked what she saw. (Teddy, by the way - the first guy - does have an open invite to call us when he's back up here on business, but it hasn't happened yet.) This guy in Chicago is mature, professional, educated - a real gentleman. He's also ex-military, in great shape, handsome, and has a 9" THICK cock.

I was involved in some of the emails and Skype chats, but I also let Alyce and Tony have some privacy. At the beginning of May, Alyce asked me "Are we doing anything over Memorial Day?" I said no. "Good. We're going to Chicago and having a long weekend there with Tony. Is that okay with you?" I said, yes of course, and then we set some ground rules. The first night we would all be together, taking turns fucking Alyce, the next night I would probably just watch, and maybe on the third day, I would leave them alone (and go out and get some strange Chicago pussy if I wanted). Alyce had even made arrangements to stay at her brother-in-law's house in Chicago that weekend, as he and his family would be in Wisconsin camping. That settled, we started counting down the days.

We get into Chicago midday on Friday. Settle in, and make plans for Tony to show up around 9. That gives me time to paint Alyce's toenails. Tony has a real strong foot fetish like myself, and was really looking forward to worshipping some white toes. We got ready, and got high and to get us super horny, we had a little photo session before he got there. Just so you know, I did not take any photos of them together. There is video but I won't be sharing that. But this is what Alyce looked like when Tony came over and I lead him into the bedroom - this is how she was dressed to meet her weekend fuck stud. Needless to say, Tony was really pleased. Wouldn't you be?

When he showed up, we were really nervous. Alyce was up in the bedroom, waiting. I went down to let him in and make sure everything was cool. Though realistically, I don't know what I could have done to prevent him from coming in, beating the shit out of me and raping Alyce. All of which made this even more exciting. There he was at the door, with a couple of bottles of wine. He kind of looks like the old-school GI Joe from the '70s. I let him in and chatted briefly. We uncorked the wine, grabbed some glasses and headed up. Tony insisted that I go in first and make sure Alyce was still on board, which I appreciated. I quickly shut the door behind me and gave her a thumbs up. She was flush and panting. I went to her, kissed her and looked in her eyes. "Still cool?" She bit her lip, and nodded quickly, then looked away. I grabbed her face and made her look at me. "I love you" I said and kissed her again. She exhaled and kissed me back. "I love you too."

I went to the door, and opened it. He strode in, saw her and sucked in some air. Then he started to laugh. She smiled and laughed too. I knew this was going to be okay. She was on the bed (in the picture above), with nylons on and no panties, but with a black negligee on. Tony came over and handed her a glass of wine and sat next to her. He was very complimentary of her and promised that we could all go at her own pace. We had some wine and chit-chatted, and he played with her hair a little, stroked her shoulders a little, rubbed her feet a little. About 45 minutes or so after he got there, and we had all relaxed and gotten to know him, he leaned over and kissed Alyce. She didn't reciprocate at first. He kissed her again, and she kissed back a little. He kissed her again and she started to really kiss back. I watched my wife make-out with this large black man for the next 10 minutes and my cock has never been so hard.

She let him feel her breasts and pet her pussy. He brought her hand down to his cock and she felt him through his pants. She really enjoyed rubbing her hands over his broad strong back and biceps. He broke off from kissing her and said, "May I please kiss your feet?" She nodded of course and lifted her stocking foot up to his hand. He shook his head and started to roll down her nylons. He got down on the floor and really started to worship her soft pampered feet and toes. I went over to the bed and sat next to her, stroking her hair, kissing her and fondling her very erect nipples and cupping up her tits (she loves to have them lifted like that). After a few minutes of this, Tony moved up to her pussy and started to kiss and lick her. She moaned, loudly, and fell back on the bed. I continued to stroke her hair and tweak her nipples. She lifted her legs up and wrapped them around Tony's head while he ate her to multiple orgasms. Frankly, I think he would have eaten her pussy all night if she hadn't stopped him. But she did, and got herself up from the bed, very slowly.

She got him onto the bed and knelt before him and took off his pants. Tony had a huge beautiful penis and it was at full attention in front of my sweet little wife's plump lips. She had a crooked smile and looked at me as she cupped his balls and made Tony moan. She looked at Tony and said "do you want me to suck you off nigger?" My jaw-dropped at the language and I suddenly had a bad feeling. But to my surprise Tony answered "Yes maa'm, please ma'am" and basically came 30 seconds later as my wife deep-throated him.

It turns out that Tony had confided to my wife on one of their private chats that he really liked to be called names by white women and have them play a dominant racial power game with him. He had made her promise to do that with him if she felt comfortable enough. Now Alyce is a social-worker affiliated with the city and works mainly out of the city hospital. She is an active liberal, very non-racist but she did grow up on South Carolina, so she has been exposed to racial politics most of her life. I was stunned that she could play this way with Tony, but as I watched her call him "boy" and "nigger" all night (and weekend), I saw how much she enjoyed it and really got her rocks off on it. She ordered him around sexually and they both came and came. It was incredible.

After he came in her mouth, he collapsed back on the bed. Alyce explained about the race talk and I let that sink in. I'm sitting there with Tony laying on the bed, my wife on her knees with his come down her throat and on her lips and I have a raging hard-on. I undress and grab her shoulders and push her to the ground. She instantly sticks her ass in the air and I shove my face in her cunt and asshole and make her cum again. I then start fucking that tight pussy for all I'm worth. I know it won't be this tight again after Tony fucks her raw. I'm smacking her soft plump cheeks and bucking and banging her. She's panting and looking at Tony who's sitting up and smiling. She knows I'm not gonna last long. "Get ready boy, this pussy needs some big nigger cock in it. I need to be fucked until I can't fuck anymore." Tony's cock instantly springs back up, if possible it's even bigger then before. I pretty much come right then at the sight of it, and at the unbridled lusty look the two of them are sharing. I come, loudly, and collapsed on her back.

As I pull out, it's hard not to laugh at the size difference between my average 6" cock, and Tony's perfect black python. He puts that snake in her and they are OFF. Fucking that good should be an Olympic sport. Because he's so much physically bigger then me, she's able to lean back and basically sit up while he has his arms around her, fingering her tits. They are so rhythmically working his cock into her pussy, while she leans back against him, making out. They look like Adam and Eve - so perfect together. She is sweaty, her cheeks are red and she's biting her lip. He is nuzzling her neck and looking at me. I say "fuck her nigger, fuck her until we tell you to stop." She is panting but whispers out "fuck me nigger, keep fucking me nigger . . ." then she's screaming with an orgasm,and then another and another and Tony is calling out too with his climax. They collapse together and I start laughing. I leave and come back in with water and more wine and a joint. It's not even midnight yet.

I was recently online when I received a message from someone looking to trade pictures. We started going back and forth, and he was mostly interested in amateur stuff. Well, after a few weeks and getting to know each other, when I had mentioned my wife during conversation, he asked me if I had any pictures of her. I still to this day don’t know what made me do it, but I started sending him some pictures of my lovely wife.

She’s 5’6” tall, about 120 pounds, long brown hair, 34-B bust and an unbelievable ass. The pictures I started sending him didn’t show my wife’s face. They were mostly of her luscious ass and a few from the front with her covering her tits with her hands (but her face blocked). My wife has a tattoo on her back, just above her ass, and after about the 15th picture, this man revealed to me that he recognized her tattoo, and said he knew who my wife is. Apparently, he went to the local college with her and my wife loved to show of her mid section with belly shirts and he recognized the tattoo. He told me he wanted to get together and meet me and talk about her. I told him no thanks and said that I would appreciate it if he left me and her alone. Well, it didn’t take him long to track my wife down. Being local and all, he had a friend of a friend that knew where my wife was currently working and how she was doing it.

A couple of days later, my wife comes home and tells me that she ran into Jerry from college at her job. She works in a retail store and he had come in and they started catching up on old times. (Thankfully, he hadn’t mentioned me sending him pictures yet). She thought it was funny that 6 years later, he still remembered her, and was especially fond of when she wore belly shirts at school showing off her tattoo.

A couple of days later, my wife came home very upset at me. My wife said that Jerry came back to her store today and asked her to dinner. When she mentioned to him that she is happily married, he said he knows. He says that your husband had sent me over a dozen pictures of you naked showing off your killer body and how I wanted her to get fucked by another man (which I never mentioned in our conversations, but he had the photos as evidence). He said that if my wife doesn’t go out with him, that the pictures will be sent to mutual friends, her family, and to her high school reunion.

He is coming to pick my wife up at 6 and I am to leave the house and not come home until she calls me that evening. I asked her “what are you going to do?” “This is all your fault, I am going to do what he said, and spend the evening with him” was her reply. My wife went upstairs, and put on a very short black dress that hugged her ass like you couldn’t believe. She wore a lacey bra on underneath and matching thong that was so small, it looked like a piece of dental floss went up her ass. My wife looked like a knockout. She hadn’t dressed up like that for me in months. At 6 sharp, the bell rang and my wife answered the door. As she left she yelled to me “you better leave hun, and I will call you tonight after my date.” As I walked out the door past Jerry, he said to me “I want you to leave so I can have your place all night to fuck your wife in your bed.” I walked out past him with my head hung down.

At about 2:30 AM I got a call on my cell phone that I could come back home. As I pulled in the driveway, I saw that Jerry’s car was still out front. I opened the door not knowing what to expect. But there was Jerry in my living room all dressed and my wife nowhere to be found. “She’s upstairs in the bed, she will explain what happened tonight I am sure. By the way, I deleted your pictures off your computer so I have the only copies now, and I am taking your video camera home with me because I shot lots of footage of your wife and me together.” With that, Jerry left. As I made my way upstairs, my wife was laying on the bed naked. Her pussy was red and puffy and both her holes were gaped open and I could see Jerry’s cum leaking out of her pussy and ass. As I climbed into bed with my wife, she rolled over and said “no more Jerry, my holes are completely sore from your cock.” “Honey it’s me” I said. “Oh, sorry I thought he was still here. Listen, I am going to see him again later this week, and I think this is going to be a regular thing now. Jerry even mentioned that he has some guys at his job that would love to see my pictures and maybe even join us.”

As I crawled into my bed, her body was soaked with sweat. A mixture of her’s and Jerry’s I’m sure. Her body was warmer than usual as I pressed up against her. Especially coming from her ass and pussy, it was like they were on fire. I could feel Jerry’s cum leaking out of my wife as I slept next to her that night.

The next morning I dressed and headed out to work. My wife was still asleep in bed as I left. When I arrived at work, I couldn’t concentrate on anything I was supposed to be doing. At around lunch time, I got an email from Jerry. It said “Thanks for giving me your wife, she’s my property now. Also, When I was going through the pictures on your computer, the one’s you hadn’t sent me, I took and then deleted them all from you. Why didn’t you send me the one’s of the 2 of you screwing. I loved the one of her looking right up at the camera with those gorgeous green eyes and your cock in her mouth (that was my personal favorite.) I will seeing her again tonight, so don’t bother waiting up for her tonight after work.” Signed Lisa’s Master Jerry.

The next 4 hours of work seemed to drag on for days. Finally, When I could get out, I raced home but my wife wasn’t there. As I tried to get my thoughts together, I decided to sign online. My head was racing, but the thought of my wife being used like a slut was turning me on more and more each time Jerry took control of her. I was learning that suddenly I was being more and more of a cuckold. Wanting my wife to be used by other men, and possibly even watching it happen in front of me. As the night went on, I finally received an email from Jerry titled “Green eyes”. As I opened it, there it was, my wife looking up at the camera, but this time with Jerry’s cock in her mouth instead of mine. That was all it took. Seeing my wife like that made my cock spray like a fountain. I jerked myself off twice to that picture that night before going to bed.

Around 1 AM, my wife came home and crawled into bed with me. As she did, she woke me and told me that “Jerry fucks me so nasty, and I can’t get enough. You started this by sending him my pictures and thank you for it. You better get used to the idea of your wife being used by other men. If you want a divorce, I am sure that no judge will let me get out of this marriage broke and homeless. Especially since I have proof of you sending my pictures out and I am sure Jerry will back my side of the story.”

All I could do was say yes dear and let her know that I was a cuckold to her new sex life.

Over a period of time talking dirty to Alyce while we fucked, I started talking about watching her face while she’s getting filled with a big, thick cock or submitting herself to a hard fucking, always taking great pains to NOT imply I’m watching her fuck ANOTHER man, instead of me. Her body always responded to it, and her panting and orgasms seemed to confirm her enjoyment of it, but afterwards she would never ask me about what I said, as she did with other dirty talk (my foot fetish she’s down with, my desire for anal play, a firm “never”). So I assumed a “don’t ask, don’t tell” policy. I figured she knew what I was talking about, but was too bashful to admit she would like to be with another man.

One night, after a joint and a few beers, we were making love. I was taking forever to cum, which was quite nice, but a bit tedious for Alyce. She said, “why don’t you talk dirty to me, I know you want to.” She was face down, head on a pillow, strawberry blond hair slick with sweat; plump pillow-soft ass in the air, my left thigh cradling her hip and my six-incher doing its thing in her cunt. Now Alyce is very demure and uncomfortable talking about sex. She will say things I ask her to say in dirty talk, but I never push it and she NEVER volunteers anything about her fantasy life. It’s very frustrating.

“Baby, I don’t know what to say. What do you like me to talk about, what do I say that turns you on?”

She sighed and whined, “I don’t know, I’m not good at this.”

I stopped and said “You know, it’s not about whether you’re any good at or not, I just want you to be honest with me and share some fantasies. You’re my wife and lover, that’s what we’re supposed to do for each other. She turned up and looked at me, her blue eyes searching my face, the freckles shiny from the moisture on her checks.

“Tell me about watching me” she said and then quickly looked away.

Stunned and ecstatic, I set back to work. As I fucked that pussy, I started: “I want to watch you getting fucked. I want to see a nice big, thick cock filling you and fucking you like you’ve never been before. I want to see your eyes as you get entered and feel a sense of satisfaction you’ve never had before. I want to suck your pretty toes while they’re straight up in the air. I want to see you surrender yourself to your lover while he gives you the best fucking of your life. Would you like that honey?” She moaned. She was bucking me and moving against me and panting. Her pussy felt like an oil slick. I was getting close. “I want to watch you Alyce, I want to watch you fucking another man. I want to see you happy like that!” And I started coming and coming. Alyce came while shuddering. We lay there, heads at opposite ends, panting. I was so happy and so scared. “Oh shit, what did I say to her? What is she going to say?”

“Alyce? I love you. I hope that was okay.”

“Baby, that was great. I love you too.”

“Do you want to talk about what I said?”

“Not really. I know that is a fantasy of yours, you’ve been talking to me that way for awhile.”

So she knew. “Well, I’m really happy that’s okay with you, I appreciate that you let me talk to you that way. And I kinda think you like it to, I’ve never seen you cum like that before.” She just smiled at me and got up to take a shower.

The next night we made love again, and she was on top, facing me. We had just started and I asked, “Can we talk about last night?”

“I knew you would ask, okay.”

“Well? I wanna know who your fantasy guy is? The guy you must be picturing when I’m talking to you. Is he real? Is a celebrity? Is he an amalgam?”

“No, he’s just a type, kind of based on some celebrities.”

“Come on, who?”

She sighed and stopped grinding me. “Sayed from “Lost”, Blair Underwood, Taye Diggs, Stringer Bell from “The Wire” . . .”

“Oh you like the brothers?” I was laughing, my fantasy was getting better and better. “I know they like you too, I always see you getting checked out when we go to the clubs. I love that.”

“That doesn’t bother you? It’s fun to talk about this!”

“Baby, I have you and they don’t. We can talk about it all we want!” I started moving my hips back into her.

“Next weekend, we’re going to that one club and I’m gonna point out all the guys checking you out. I’ll paint your toe-nails, buy you some new fancy sandals and treat you to a night of cock-teasing.”

“Okay” she said and proceeded to ride me to another great climax. Little did I know I would be the one getting teased next weekend!

Saturday rolls around and I am on my knees painting my woman’s gorgeous toenails a dark rose color that goes well with her new Banana Republic gold sandals. She has on a tight summer dress and shows her bare shoulders (with light freckles), her lovely breasts and the generous curve of her ass. We smoke a joint on the ride over, and enter the club. It’s a normal downtown club, very mixed crowd – not a thugged out scene or anything that plays rap that is derogatory to women. We make our way to the bar, with me whispering to her about where the guys are that are checking her out and what they’re looking at. She is loving it, and we‘re having fun. I get a couple of drinks in her and get her to be able to acknowledge the looks she is getting from the guys. It’s going fine, until she gasps. I look at her and say, “what’s wrong?” And she just blushes and looks away. I look where she had looked and I see this light-skinned brother in a real nice suit, who is just a good-looking motherfucker. He sees me looking, and had seen Alyce’s reaction to his handsomeness. I smile at him and turn back to Alyce. “He is really good-looking, it’s okay. He’s like movie-star good-looking, is that why you gasped.” She slammed the rest of her Cosmo.

“Well, I was looking around and I saw that guy. He is really good-looking! Anyway, I saw him first, but he turned and saw me staring at him, and he . . . he . . . he looked me up and down, head to toe, and then looked right at me and he . . . he . . . smiled. I wasn’t prepared for that, for him to be so . . . hot!” She looked at me, and looked panicked. “I’m so sorry, I’m not trying to hurt your feelings!”

I smiled at her & said “baby, it’s okay. My feelings aren’t hurt at all! This is why I brought you here, so you would feel good about yourself and sexy as hell!”

Just then, Mr. Sexy walked up to us. “Excuse me, is everything alright here? I haven’t caused any trouble have I? I assured him that he hadn’t and I introduced us to him. Teddy was his name and he was an account exec with an ad agency in town. He bought us drinks and we chatted for a while. After he left us, I could see the swoon in Alyce’s eyes. “You really liked him, didn’t you? He’s kind of like your fantasy guy come to life, isn’t he?” She smiled and looked down. “You know what Alyce, he liked you a whole lot too – I think you’re his type.” She looked up surprised, I thought at me being so understanding.

“You think he liked me?” she said. You think he thought I was pretty?” she was like a high-school girl asking about the quarterback.

“Hold on sweetie” I said as I went off to get Teddy. When I found him, I asked him point blank “Teddy, would you like to come back to our house and make love to my wife? We’ve never done this before but I think we both want to and she’s really taken by you.” I gave him my address before he could answer and I went back to Alyce.

We then left and on our drive-back Alyce asked what I had said to him. She was worried that I had made a scene. I told her I would tell her in bed. When we got home, I turned on all the mood-lights in the bedroom and put music on. When she came in, I embraced her and we swayed there kissing and holding each other. “Alyce, you are going to have the best sex of your life tonight.” She smiled and kissed me and then the doorbell rang. She started and said, “Who the hell is that?”

“Teddy” I answered. “I gave him our address."

She froze and I went to let Teddy in.

When I brought him to the bedroom, Alyce was as white as a sheet. “Alyce, you don’t have to do anything, but I thought I would give you the opportunity to have a pure sexual fling with your dream man. I will be right here, and you don’t have to do anything you don’t want.”

Teddy and I stood there watching her, and she sat on the edge of the bed, stunned. I left to get some drinks and to let her and Teddy size each other up. When I came back, Teddy was sitting in the chair and Alyce was still on the bed. But she seemed normal now. However she slammed her drink. I left the room again, this time to get a joint. We all sat on the floor, smoking when Teddy reached out and took Alyce’s foot in his hand and started rubbing it. That started everything. Her head rolled back and a huge exhalation escaped her. She brought her head back and locked eyes with Teddy. I was suddenly unnecessary. I retreated to the chair and dimmed the lights. He rubbed her feet for another few minutes before pulling her towards him. They looked at each other for a moment before they slowly kissed. He was tentative at first, but he cupped her head with his large hand and she melted into him.

After a few minutes of making out, he stood up and pulled her with him. They embraced; her head nestled against his chest, his head resting on top of hers. He lifted her chin so she looked at him and said softly “undress.” She nodded and was soon completely naked in front of him. I was amazed; he already had so much authority over Alyce. His hands ran over and over her soft white body: cupping breasts, lifting ass cheeks, petting her auburn bush. She was quivering slightly, her body being electrified at the path his fingers were laying. Her eyes were on him, her lips ready, hungry for another kiss. It didn’t come. Instead he turned her around and nuzzled her neck while his hands cupped and squeezed her tits. I could see her realize the feel of his bulge and back her ass into it and start grinding against it. Teddy was now rubbing around her labia, using the flaps around her clit to rub against her clit, in effect, jacking her off. Little bird like sounds came out of her mouth and she had a quick climax. She collapsed against him and he turned her around again, and gently put his hand on her head. That simple gesture was all the weight she needed to slide down onto her knees and start unbuckling his pants.

She had completely forgotten I existed, which is what I wanted to happen. She started kissing the bugle in his underwear and then finally slides it down. “Oh my God!” she squealed when she saw his cock. It was magnificent. Thick and long, but not something out of a horror show. She looked up at Teddy with her big blue eyes and a smile on her face and they both started laughing. A lover’s laugh that is private and only shared by the two of them. She stated to take him into her mouth, and licked the shaft and his balls. She took him into her sweet mouth as far as she could (which wasn’t much), and blew him as long as she could take it without gagging. Teddy moaned and watched her with a smile.

He pulled her up and guided her to the bed. They kissed and Teddy whispered into her ear. She demurely nodded and then grabbed a pillow and put it at the end of the bed. She then rested her head on it and raised her perfect ass to take him in. As he was about to put it in he said “Alyce, look at your husband, look at him. He wants this for you because he loves you. He wants to see you enjoying yourself.”

Alyce and I locked eyes with each other and I said “I love you honey.”

She was looking at me when he entered her and her eyes lit up like the Fourth of July. Her mouth opened and an involuntary gasp came out of her mouth. When she exhaled she immediately put her head on the pillow and her arms out wide. She was about to experience the greatest night of sex she had ever had. One that she didn’t even know was possible. Teddy took his time with her. He had a nice long stroke that he didn’t see the need to rush. She came twice, and matched him buck for buck, thrust for thrust. The highlight for me was when she was coming the second time (the hardest by far) and Teddy was gearing up for his climax. I asked her “Have you ever been fucked like this baby?”

She looked up at me, glistening and damp with sweat, “He is fucking my brains out, he is fucking my brains out!” and then her head was down and she was screaming into the pillow.

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We're hooking up with a big black sumbuck this weekend, all weekend. My wife and him have really hit it off on the phone, skype, and email. Attached are the pics that got his interest.

As you may know by now, Derek is Roberta's long time black lover. And I am her cuckold. Derek owns an enormous cock that absolutely erupts copious loads of thick creamy cum. - It's an awesome sight to behold.

He has also owned Roberta for some time now, taking his pleasure pretty much as he wishes. Of course, he has had his own set of keys to the house for a while now.

They are out for the evening.

As I put the last of Derek's boxers in his drawer, I see an envelope with my name on it. I open it to see what he has left for me. The note says; "Here is a little something we saved for you to enjoy while we're out tonight." It was signed "From Derek and Roberta."

To my surprise, the envelope also contained a magnum condom. It was tied off with a twist - and it was fully one third full of cum!

I smiled to myself. Roberta knows full well the pleasure I get from cleaning her up after Derek is finished. This was her way of sharing their evening pleasure with me.

I hefted the weight of Derek's semen in my hand and enjoyed the cucky angst churning my insides and making my cheeks burn with degradation. Unable to stop if I had wanted, I untied the twist and inhaled the aroma from the opened condom.

I squeezed some of the semen to the top and inserted my tongue for a taste. It was a little saltier and more pungent than when "fresh". I tasted again and decided, "Yes. I will do this." My cuckolding would begin.

I sat down on the bed and put the open end of the condom in my mouth. Then, seething with degradation, tipped the bottom up to let Derek's enormous load flow out. All of it. My mouth could just barely contain every drop.

I held it in my mouth for a long time, slowly swallowing. When finished, I went upstairs to our bedroom to await Roberta's return. I turned the condom inside out and waited with it in my mouth, letting a bit of the open end dangle from my lips. The continuing taste was a delicious reminder of my status as the lesser male to Derek's superiority.

My cuckolding was complete for this evening.

After checking out I walked to my car in the parking lot and saw him close by trying to put the battery in. I walked over and asked if he needed help. He said yes. I got the new battery in and asked him to start the car. He got in and turned the key and the car started. I closed the hood and walked over to the driver's side window and he rolled it down. I did not believe what I saw.

He had his cock out and was stroking it. I looked at him and said that looks like fun. He said to come in. I got in on the pass side and he drove to the back of the store where the trucks unload and parked. I reached over and grabbed his cock and started stroking it up and down. He said I could put it in my mouth if I wanted to. I bent my head over to his lap and opened my mouth and took his semi hard cock in my mouth. As I rolled my tongue around it it began to grow and grow. Now it must have been every bit of 10 inches. He said to keep my head down because there was a truck coming. I really did not care if someone saw me, all that mattered to me was to keep sucking his cock.

I kept up my sucking and playing with it and in a matter of minutes I felt his hips push up and he said 'I'm gonna nut.' I clamped my mouth tighter on his cock as he shot his load in my mouth. It was tasty and fantastic. I swallowed every drop that came from his beautiful cock.

After he stopped cumming I squeezed it from the base to the tip to get every last drop on my tongue. Then he grabbed his cock and put it back in his pants. He said he had to get home to his wife. We talked for a little while and he drove me around to my car and I got out. I told him I hoped to see him again at Walmart in the future. It was a beautiful day.

A week later, after a bad week, I called him, offering to volunteer at his school where he teaches kids. He accepted, and we arranged to meet at the school the next morning. His kids loved me, but I'm 25, have a nice body, and they are all twelve and thirteen year old boys. After the class, Chad invited me to his house, for lunch. After we get there, he's making coffee, I went out on the deck, to look at marvellous view. He comes up behind me and puts his hands on my stomach from behind, then under my top again. Then he turns me around and takes my face in his hands, and kisses me, slow and gentle. It is the first time ever for me to kiss a black man. I had my arms around his neck, I felt his hands on my sides, then his palms caress the sides of my breasts. Then his hands are fully on my breasts. I love my breasts, and I know they are beautiful, I feel myself thrusting out my chest to help him caress them.

Then he undoes my top, and then the clasp on my bra. His hands feel sooo good on my breasts. We are still kissing. I undo his shirt. He slides my top and bra off I feel his chest against my erect nipples. Then he undoes my skirt and lets it fall to the deck. He grasps my bum with his hands and fondles, then his hands are under my underwear. I remember undoing his belt, and his pants falling to his ankles, and I remember feeling this huge penis through his underwear.

He carried me inside and to the bed, as he takes off his underwear, I cannot believe the size of his penis, nor the size of his testicles, they are like chicken's eggs in size. He gets between my legs, he rubs his penis up and down my pussy lips spreading my dew. He goes to enter me, but I say "condom." He stops, reaches to the bedside table and gives me one. There is something so erotic about putting a condom on your man, the shape of the penis head, feeling the veins, the heat, the hardness, it is so fantastic. It doesn't cover his length, but it is on. Then he took over, rubbing his penis up and down me again, then he enters me.

He slow thrusts, using about half his length. In and out, slow and fast, gentle and demanding. He stiffened quickly, and came fast. After he stopped thrusting, I slid down under his torso, so that his penis was at my breasts. I took off the condom, and wiped his penis with my hands, then I slid down more and took his penis head in my mouth. I caressed with my tongue, and sucked gently on it. It was hard, but it got harder! Then he slid down and entered me again, unprotected, this time he stroked, deeper and deeper, until he feels my womb.

He started that age old rhythm, in out full length strokes, fast, then hard, then slow. I felt so wonderful; I now know why I was put on this earth, to experience that pleasure. I felt down between us with my hands; and cradled his testicles, then with both hands, and a testicle in each, I caressed and kneaded them. I realized he is not fully in me, but, he has three inches or so left. He fucks me for several minutes. Then he stiffens up, and I know he is near coming., and as he does, something takes over my body; I am sweating profusely, shivering, convulsing, and as he comes, I too roar into my first ever full and complete orgasm.

After he finishes, he stays in me, and then he starts to go deeper within me, screwing and pushing, he works relentlessly at entering my womb. It hurts, but more like a dull pain, like a headache, and then I feel him enter my womb, and finally he is fully in me; all of him. He doesn't thrust, but screws gently but firmly, it seemed like hours, and I felt him stiffen again, and ejaculate deep within me. It felt soo good I started to cry...

He pulled out entirely, I guess the crying made him think he was hurting me. Then he jumped up and announced OMG; I've got a class to teach in 30 minutes...

It was my wife. I am her cuckold. Derek is her black lover.

“Umm, he’s picking me up at 9:30 so I guess I’d better hurry and get ready.”

“That’s unusual.” I stammered. “Very short notice too.” I was beginning to feel that familiar mix of degradation and eroticism that comes when Derek claims Roberta for his own.

“Well, you know Derek.” She said offhandedly, smiling softly to ease my angst.

“We’re going to the Ram. I think he wants to show me off a little!” The Ram is an upscale black bar in the Central District.

Oh yes, I knew Derek. He was the tall, muscular, amazingly well endowed young black man who came into our lives several years ago. The one who answered our ad. The one who looked into her eyes and won her submission. He was the one who took her as his own, overwhelming her with the sheer power of his sexuality and the majesty of his cock. The one who could make her come. Every single time.

Oh yes, I knew Derek. - He was the one who became the master of our wedding bed – and who firmly established my role as cuckold.

My reverie was interrupted by Roberta’s emergence from our bedroom. She looked very sexy indeed. Little black dress that accented her lovely breasts and fetching behind. Deep red lipstick.

“How do I look?” she asked, knowing very well.

My stomach churned at the thought of her walking out the door on Derek’s arm. Out in public where all the world will see my wife in Derek’s company.

The doorbell rang. I opened up.

“Hey, hi Al”. Our eyes meet for a moment. He is polite, but assured and in charge. His gaze dismisses me and moves on to his woman. He is pleased.

“Ahh, lookin’ good baby!” She smiles, happy with his approval.

With a quick reassuring “Bye”, she steps into the night. My cuckolding has begun.

It was not to be a late night. I am still awake at 11:45 when I hear Derek’s keys in the door. (He has had his own set for a while now.) I hear muffled voices. Derek. Roberta. But someone else too. There is another male voice. Tonight, it seems, I am to be twice a cuckold.

I hear the clinking of ice in glasses. Some music is played. There is conversation and laughter. After a while the voices are a little louder – the alcohol is working.

But then the conversation pauses. There are footsteps on the stairs. I know it has begun.

In a moment I too go up the stairs to assume my usual peeking post on the landing. But as I arrive, the door opens and there is Derek, grinning. “Hey Al, why don’t you come on in?”. It was really not a request.

“Oh. Uh, well, okay.” This was new. I wasn’t sure how to react. I obeyed.

Roberta was flushed, maybe a little drunk. Her blouse was unbuttoned.

“So Al, here’s the deal. This is my friend Mel. We played a little pool at the Ram tonight. – He thinks Roberta is pretty hot! But see, his girlfriend is out of town for a couple of weeks. So what I’m going to do is I’m gonna give him Roberta for a little relief this evening. – That’s OK with you isn’t it?” It was really not a question.

I swallowed hard. Speechless.

Derek gestured for me to take a seat in the corner. Then he gestured to Mel as if to say “She’s all yours”.

“Shit man! I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes! This guy is gonna just sit there and watch me fuck his wife? Right in his own bed?”

“Of course” said Derek. “Isn’t that right Al?”

I looked at Mel. I looked at Roberta. She smiled shyly and gave me a little nod. Before I could think what to say, Mel stepped over to where she was seated on the bed and stood in front of her. “OK then Al, here we go.”

"Why don't you reach in here and see what you're dealing with." Mel took her hand and placed it on the bulging front of his pants.

Roberta blushed a little, but found the zipper and pulled it down. She reached in and with a little effort, extracted his semi-erect penis. It was coal black, uncut, and very, very large! Without being told, Roberta hefted its weight and cradled the large testicles. Her tongue wiggled into the foreskin seeking the cockhead.

Soon her ministrations had the inevitable effect and Mel's cock grew to a full erection. It must have topped 10 inches of jet black majesty. Thick cord like veins ran down its length and around the immense girth. They bulged as Roberta gripped with her small hands and licked his balls.

"Hey Al, come on over here and do something for me. I like the way your wife licks my balls. But while she's doin' that, I need you to lick her pussy a little and let me know if she's ready for what I'm gonna do next." With that, he removed the rest of her clothes, laid her on her back, and straddled her face. His balls were at her mouth and his huge penis rested obscenely on her cheek.

I did as Mel instructed. Licking softly, I discovered that there was no question of Roberta being ready. She was very thoroughly moist. As I looked up, I could see her eagerly licking first one fat testicle and then the other. Her small hands stroked his cock at the same time.

"OK Mr. Al, is she ready? Because she's damn sure gonna need to be!" Through the haze of my degradation I mumbled that I thought she was. I knew that my cuckolding was to begin in earnest now.

Mel extracted the swollen head of his cock from Roberta's caressing lips and moved down the length of her body until he was poised to take his prize. He placed her legs over his shoulders, looked over at me, and grinned with malevolent superiority. Then he speared himself with great force into Roberta's warm wetness. All the way to his balls.

I thought she would cry out in pain, but I think she sensed what Mel was going to do. Instead she emitted an exhaling, grunting sound and held him deep in her with her hands on his muscular rump.

They remained unmoving for a few seconds. Then Mel began working the stretched out depths of her vagina. The sight was fearsome to behold. The tissues of her pussy accommodated his hugeness only by stretching paper thin. Her copious wetness made his coal black cock glisten in the light. The thick veins compressed as he thrust into her and then bulged out again as he withdrew. Seeing this utter conquest, I fully understood why I would always be the cuckold that I am.

Mel's thrusts became still more vigorous and it was clear that his moment was near. Roberta's moans also signaled her approaching orgasm. Soon I could see her vagina contract sharply several times around the thickness of his huge cock and she cried out sharply in her lust. And then Mel thrust one last time into her depths and began the ultimate act of my cuckolding. I saw three very long, distinct contractions at the base of his cock as he flooded my wife with his semen.

To my surprise, not a drop oozed out when Mel removed himself, even though Roberta's stretched out pussy gaped lewdly.

"Hoowee, Mel my man, you did a number on that pussy! Made my throat dry just thinkin' about my turn." It was Derek. I had forgotten he was there. "Tell you what, let's go grab a couple of beers from the fridge. - And give Al here a little time to think about where his place is now!"

Left alone, I did just that. My wife had just been taken in front of my eyes by a vastly sexually superior male and would soon be taken by another. I was a cuckold. They knew it and my wife knew it. It was in her eyes and in her soft smile as she beckoned me to complete my cuckolding for this evening.

She spread her legs as I approached. I could again see her still gaping pussy. And I could smell her lover's come as I began licking. Very shortly I could taste it as well, for it finally made its way from the depths where Mel had deposited it. It took me a while to lap it all up and swallow. It tasted sharp and salty. It tasted like my cuckolding.

So when this happened I couldn't believe it.

My car had some issues and I needed to get it into the garage however my bastard boss wouldn't agree to give me any time off. My wife works part time so agreed to take my car into the garage on her day off. I called ahead and explained that my wife would be in and asked Bob to call me once they looked at as I worried they would just take advantage seeing a woman has taken in the car.

My wife called once she was at the garage and ten mins later Bob called to say he could fix the problem but they had to order in parts which would take about a hour to get to them and then about an hour fitting to which I agreed. My wife was not so happy wasting her day at this garage, but little did I know Bob would keep her company.

Bob saw the look on my wife's face when I asked her to wait for them to do the job. After she got off the phone he joked around with her saying it's not so bad chillin at the garage and that she could sit in the office which had a tv.

I should explain my wife always dresses to impress, on that day she was wearing skin tight jeans with a vest top and killer heels. When escorting her to the office he made a comment about her having a cute ass, she was a bit embarrassed and just laughed it off.

He left her to it for a while but kept making excuses to come back and flirt with her and then when over to his desk where she was sitting stretching over her to get something his hand brushed against her tits and at this point my wife was blushing. Bob ignored what happened and kept trying to reach for something over her by now his big black cock was pressed against her arm. I should point out she is used to my average sized cock so when she could feel Bob's monster cock at that point flaccid and still bigger then mine she didn't say a thing but was staring down at his pants.

Bob said it's true you know. My wife was confused, what are you talking about. He replied once you go black..... she didn't know what do or say. It was at this point Bob took control of the situation like a real bull. He said to her do you want to see it, my wife was like I am a married lady, I cant do this to which Bob replied dont worry just have a look, nothings gonna happen and that was it. He put his hand down his pants and pulled out that 11" BBC. My wife was gobsmacked, Bob grabbed her hand and guided it down to his cock and my wife mumbled the words, Oh my God its so big, while slowly wanking him off.

She then gave away our secret, this is my hubby's dream to see me become a black cock slut. Bob replied with, looks like his dreams are about to come true then, pulling my wife's face towards his cock. She could barely get her lips around it. Bob didn't let that stop her forcing it in, fucking her face even while she was gaggin. He kept thrusting. After a few mins he made her strip, put her on his desk, spread her legs wide with both legs over his shoulders and that was the moment he turned her into a black cock slut. She had never felt a cock fill her up so much, the girth... his cock was only a part of the way in. She said at first it was painful but then she just moaned with pleasure. He kept going until he filled her pussy. She wasn't on the pill so we are lucky she didnt get pregnant.

That evening my wife was acting all funny when I asked her about her day, later that night she confessed. I was gutted at first but now this will be that start, seeing she has got the taste for BBC.

It was my wife. I am her cuckold. Derek is her longtime black lover.

“Oh. OK.”

A simple response, but behind it lay the gut churning degradation and tumultuous eroticism that I always feel when Derek is about to claim Roberta for his own.

Derek is one of those tall, slender, muscular black men. He also has an enormous cock, over 9 inches and perhaps the thickest I’ve ever seen. But even more remarkable is how much he comes. He unleashes five or six jets of cum, each one containing way more than my puny dribble. He totally floods Roberta and when he has finished with her, there is no doubt who is the superior male.

I worked late so I fixed myself a quick dinner and told Roberta that I’d be in the den. She already knew this and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek in acknowledgment. After a bit she went upstairs to prepare. I caught a brief glimpse when she came back downstairs to wait for Derek. She had on a very short maroon nightie that was breathtaking!

After a few minutes I heard the door being unlocked (Derek has had his own set of keys for some time) and the muffled sound of his deep voice greeting Roberta. Soon the conversation stopped and the moment arrived when my cuckolding would begin.

I knew that Derek was kissing and caressing her, slowly warming Roberta for the excitement to come. A brief exchange of words signaled that they would now move upstairs to our bedroom. The erotic image of her lipstick and hair slightly messed flashed in my mind.

From experience, I knew just how long to wait before tiptoeing upstairs to assume my peeking post on the landing. The scene was awesome!

Derek was standing in our bedroom, nude. My wife was on her knees in front of him slowly massaging his enormous black cock and balls. As his erection firmed, she began to suck the head of his thick cock lovingly. A string of precum connected her lips and the large slit of his massive penis.

Derek’s erection was very quickly full – so massive in relation to my petite blond wife. When it was, he pulled her to her feet and carried her to the bed. Sensing she was ready, he moved between her small legs and began to rub her vagina with his huge cockhead. He was right. She was very moist and her hands caressed his body willingly. I could see the desire on her face.

Soon he inserted his huge thickness into Roberta about half way in. Despite their many times together, this is where he has to work slowly so that her tight pussy can stretch to his size.

Her erotic moaning soon became little grunts and exclamations. Slowly Derek’s massive thickness went deeper until all of it was accommodated. Now, after a brief pause, the real process of my cuckolding began. Derek’s long slow strokes reached places in my wife that I can never know. Her cries of ecstasy became ever more intense. With each one, I could see the thin stretched walls of her vagina cling to his massive girth.

Soon her orgasm was upon her. An orgasm like nothing I could give her. It spasmed her whole body and only very slowly subsided. She clung to his neck with her arms as if to keep from drifting away in her lust.

And now it was Derek’s turn. His thrusts became more rapid and vigorous. He thrust into her even deeper. I could see that every inch of his massive cock was in her to the hilt. Then he stopped. Then my cuckolding entered a new phase as I watched the pumping action at the trunk-like base of his cock. Three, four, five, six huge spurts.

I could see part of Derek’s cum pushed out around his still rigid tool. That image was burned in my mind as I returned downstairs to the den. My humiliation was nearly complete.

Soon there were the sounds of goodbyes, footsteps, and the front door closed. It was time for my role to begin. I entered the bedroom and looked down at my wife. The sight was awesome. Her hair was messed, her lipstick smeared, and her skin aglow with lust. Her cunt gaped hugely and a large flow of Derek’s cum was oozing out.

My wife smiled softly at her cuckold. Then she gestured knowingly for me to come to her. As I came closer, I could smell the scent of Derek’s cum. Then I could taste it as I licked her clean.

When I inserted my much smaller cock into my wife’s pussy, I sensed the familiar stretched out sensation that I love. I heard the sloshing and felt the squishing of my little organ in the copious filling of Derek’s come. Soon my pathetic dribble was added to the filling. My cuckolding was complete.

As soon as he came I quickly hurried out but had to stop at my office to pick up the paperwork I had come for. I tried to get out quickly but as I looked up from my desk she was standing at the door with a smile on her face and said, enjoy the show? I just swallowed and said yes, but I wouldn't tell anyone about it. She laughed and said that I was the only one at the company that didn't know about it, well except for her husband that worked there too.

Soon after her husband found out and quit, telling the boss's wife about it before he left. Of course she lost her job but quickly got another with the competition. She called me a few weeks later and asked if I wanted to come over to them, I met with her new boss and changed jobs. I also started dating her about that time as she was divorced now. Shortly afterwards we married. It wasn't a year later when I started noticing that the attitude of some of my coworkers had changed, lots of conversations stopped when I walked into a room. Finally I came home from an out of town assingment a day early and caught her in bed with our new boss. I just went into the kitchen and sat at the table broken hearted.

They didn't even stop when I caught them and I sat at the table for half an hour before I heard him leave and she came in with a smile on her face and asked: Did you enjoy the show? She was not apolgetic about it at all. I asked her why and she said it started because he was about to fire me and this was the only way I had kept my job. She also said that if I didn't like it, I could pack and leave.

Going back to work the next day was humilating, I was sure everyone knew what happened and I was mostly right. The boss ignored me like he didn't care that I knew he was fucking my wife. Holly, my wife, went on with her business as usual and around noon I asked her if she would like to go to lunch, she told me she had plans. When I came back she was in the boss's office with the door closed. When she came out it was obvious to me and a couple of the other ladies there what they had been doing. One of them asked me later why I wasn't man enough to walk out on her and the job. I just bowed my head and mumbled something so she just walked away.

Humiliated, disgraced and broken I worked there for a couple of years after that. Holly stopped having the affair with the boss but there where other coworkers that she slept with, a lot!

Once she came home very late and I was horny, so I started kissing her and went down to give her head. I immediately tasted another man's cum inside her and looked up at her. She laughed and told me Jerry at work had left a present for me in there. How does he taste, I will need to tell him tomorrow and she laughed. Now finish it! She loved making me taste the spoils of the other men that she had sex with and loved telling me how great they where and how pathetic a lover I was.

I am writing this while waiting for her and her new boyfriend to come home from last night. They plan on stopping here on there way out of town for the weekend. I will stay and clean house and wait, hopefully she will allow me to have sex with her when she gets back, if I do a good job cleaning the house.

So one night I was watching real sex and a show came up with black men. OMG I freaked on how big they were. I instantly got wet and shut down the computer and jumped in bed with hubby. I woke him up and told him I was horny as hell and while he was fucking me he asked "why was I so horny." I told him "I was watching real sex on hbo and saw a special on black men" and right then and there my hubby came and I told him "that turned you on" and his cock was still hard and then I told him "how I should have experienced it in high school and college" and out of complete shock he said "it's still not too late". I had a huge orgasm.

Well thru out the year we talked about it and if we had sex and he was taking too long all I had to mention was black cock and he came. So then he ordered me movies like wife with black cock or cuckold porn. We rarely watched porn until it was getting dirty. Then one day while I was at home playing with my toys while watching a movie after a shower, my door bell rang and it was a beautiful black man that worked for ups. I was in my robe and still wet from playing with myself. I had never wanted to fuck anybody so bad until now. I did the craziest thing I had ever done. I had signed for the package and my phone number was on it and told him to call me. He did not pay attention, he looked like he was busy and smelled like sweat but I did not care. I then almost ran back to bed and played with myself. I was horny that whole day and that night while fucking my hubby I told my hubby "do you want me to make you jealous." My hubby said "I'm not jealous, you know that". I told him what had happened and told him what I did. My husband could not keep himself from cumming and told me that he would love to watch. Two weeks later I got the phone call. mmmmmmmmmmm.......

It was pretty hot watching him carry her; Kim had her arms around his neck and her head resting on his shoulder. The contrast in body color now both were naked and so close to each other was striking and incredibly erotic for me, his penis was sticking out under her body and would occasionally touch her ass as he walked into the bedroom. He laid my wife on her stomach on the bed, this time Kevin knelt in front of her and massaged her back, I got her legs. Kim’s hand traveled up his inner thigh to his penis and started to gently masturbate him.

This lasted till she flipped over on her back. I rubbed her legs and started kissing her thigh. Kevin was still rubbing her arm and shoulders till she slid his hands to her breast. I moved my mouth to her inner thigh and started to kiss her there. When I looked up she had Kevin’s penis in her hand again, her hand looked so small it didn’t look like she could fit it around him. In contrast his big dark hands squeezed and rubbed her breast Kim’s nipples fully hard. After several minutes she pushed my head away and sat up and rolled off the bed. She told Kevin to lie on the bed.

She looked me in the eyes and then to Kevin and said. “I will ask you both one more time, are you both ok with this?”

Smiling I told her. “You look so sexy let's keep going.”

Kim blushed came over and kissed me, a deep lingering kiss that had my heart doing somersaults.. When she broke our kiss she rested her head onto my chest. I looked at Kevin and we both smiled. She said she was little nervous because she’s tight and Kevin was so big. We both thought it best not to laugh when we both heard Kim say.

“Ok even thought I’ve had c-sections the laws of physics say children can out of there. So Kevin’s penis should go in.”

I pulled a condom from the bag and handed it to Kim she blushed and then winked at me as she walked back to the bed peeling the wrapper away as she did. I noticed a sway of her hips and when I looked to see if Kevin had noticed his tongue was practically hanging out so I guess that little move on my wife’s part didn’t pass him by. Kim climbed onto the bed and knelt between Kevin’s legs and rolled a condom over his penis. Just then she looked at me.

“Honey this thing is huge I want to play with it while I sit on your face I’ll make it worth your while later.”

Now that was an invitation no red blooded male was going to turn down. Kim lent forward to play with Kevin’s penis, I would have loved to have watched what Kim was doing but I had my own homework to do and of course the treat later if I made her cum. Being married to this woman for the past ten years meant I knew everything about her body and within minutes I had her groaning. Her juiced leaked from her even faster now and I took great pleasure trying to lick her dry.

After a while my wife started to fidget and garbled moans could be heard, I knew she was close, her blood engorged lips simply couldn’t get anymore aroused. Her clit was clearly a target for me that I would get close to, torment a little and then move away from. Kim’s ass followed me backwards when I did, almost begging me to finish my work on her clit. Again and again I would bring her close and then pause. The frantic noises coming from Kim a testament to the torment she was in. Finally I rose up.

Kim had her hand around Kevin’s penis and judging by the amount of saliva on the condom she had to have been licking it. If I could have got any harder I would have. Kim lifted herself from Kevin’s groin and looked back at me and said.

“Don’t even think you’re finished for the evening.”

My wife lifted herself up, straddled Kevin’s legs and lowered herself down. Kevin went to hold her under her arms to support her. Kim leaned over and kissed him and said she needed to do this part herself the first time around. As she used her now free hand to hold Kevin’s manhood all I could see was his huge condom covered penis against my wife’s ass. She wiggled her butt up and down him a few times before finally trying to put the head of his big penis in her, after three tries she got it in.

Kim slowly moved up and down him, her sweat covered body almost glowing, she could only get a couple inches in at first but she was clearly enjoying herself. She had a rhythm going now and I watched fascinated as she would move back and forth, then raise herself every so slightly, and then making gentle moaning noises would lower herself another inch onto Kevin. A smile of triumph would appear on her face as her body accepted more of him. Kim was so close to coming now.

I could see the signs, and how she managed to hold it off I will never know. Kim had set herself a mission and that mission was to get more of Kevin into her before she would allow her body its release. I sat behind her on the bed my eyes glued to the scene in front of me, my own penis again as solid as a rock. Finally my beautiful wife had now had gotten about half of Kevin in her. He just managed to hold on to Kim as she slumped forward almost as though she had fainted. Suddenly she let out a couple of loud screams and a grunt.

Her whole body shook as she held onto Kevin’s chest as he himself set his rhythm, Kim meeting his challenge. The sight of Kevin’s penis thrusting into Kim and her asking him between grunts and moans if that’s all he’s got must have set something off in Kevin, he held onto her and twisted her over on the bed. Kevin was now on top. My wife’s legs wrapped around his body as he slammed into her for all he was worth I knew this battle of wills couldn’t last long.

Both were far to close to the edge yet neither willing to give in. I smiled as I realized the only outcome to this duel and within seconds Kevin thrust one last time into Kim as she herself leaned forward and bit into Kevin shoulder tears flowed from her eyes and she screamed her orgasm. Finally releasing his shoulder from her vice like grip she slumped back onto the bed her legs useless to her now simply slumped either side of Kevin, poor Kim was desperate to draw breath back into her body. Kevin gently withdrew from her.

Every time she drew a sharp breath he would wait until she nodded again and withdrew some more. Finally free and the condom still intact and he still had not cum. Three of us laughed, I think we just needed the release of a good laugh more than anything else. Kim asked us to give her a few minutes to catch her breath, I crawled up the bed and kissed her, one of her arms went around my neck the other traveled south and within seconds I felt her hand wrapped around my penis. Shocked she broke our kiss.

“Honey this is so hard. Can I play with it?”

I kissed her again and said. “Kim that was fantastic to watch, thank you so much.”

Gently, almost gingerly Kim moved up on the bed. She winced a couple of times and then said. “I feel like I’ve just run 10 miles. Kevin you are a real gentleman and I’m sorry I teased you like that.”

Kim told us to sit next to each other on the bed. She got up walked over and got on her knees and took a penis in each hand. Kevin still had on the condom. She started to stroked us, she stopped for a second and then while continuing the stroke Kevin, lowered her mouth onto my penis I was really enjoyed watching Kim stroke him but what my wife was doing to me with her tongue left me in no doubt I wouldn’t last much longer, and when she changed tactics and started long sucking motions all the way up my penis I stood no chance. It didn’t take me long to cum. Kim jerked everything out while not once stopped her actions on Kevin. Kevin was still hard as rock but now my wife had two free hands. She leaned forward and placed his manhood between her breasts. Kevin’s face lit up and gently he pushed into her breasts. Kim would squeeze her breasts together on his forward strokes and release them when he went back. Occasionally he would thrust in and stop. Kim would take advantage of that and kiss the end of his penis. Again there seemed to be this duel going on between them.

He really liked this because he started groaning. Kim sensed she could win this round. Finally she got the better of him and he came in the condom.

“Thank you. I really enjoyed this evening. But I hope you understand I need to be with my husband now.”

Kevin smiled. “Anytime you two want a rematch, just give me a call.”

Kevin got dressed, Kim again thanked him and said her goodbyes and then headed for the shower, I grabbed a robe while Kevin got dressed and both of us stood by the door, shook hands and he left. I went back to the bed and waited for Kim. She came out a few minutes later showered and fresh. I told her how beautiful she looked and how she made my dream come true. She blushed, smiled and said she enjoyed it.

Of course I asked how about next month when we got some free time, she just smiled and said we’ll see. This is Kim’s choice, she gave me my dream and I would understand if she drew a line under this evening. But was it my imagination or did I see a glint in her eye when she said we’ll see.

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“Tell me now if you really want this? Tell me now that you understand that stop will mean stop from either of us?”

“Kim do you remember when we were at college and Joanne your roommate dated that black guy. I remember you once asked me if I thought a really big one like your roomie's boyfriend had would fit yours because you thought you were too small. I thought about asking you if you wanted to have a threesome with me and one of my black friends but I chickened out and steered the conversation away from that.”

“We’ve been married ten years now and our marriage is as strong now as it has ever been. I know in my head I can handle this and now that we have both met Kevin I know he is the guy I could genuinely get to like. Even to the point of him having sex with my wife.”

Kim watched me for what seemed an age, reached over picked up the phone and then dialed a number, when it started to ring she put the phone on speaker. It was Kevin’s voice when it answered. I sat back and watched my wife.

“Kevin it's Kim, I’ve put you on speaker because I have my husband with me, are you comfortable with this?”

“Yes of course, how have you folks been, what can I do for you both?”

“Kevin my husband and I have talked this through and we would like to take it further. However there are a few things I wish you both to understand which is why this call is on speaker. I want some ground rules and all of them are non negotiable. I will tell you all the rules and I will also be watching my husband while I do this.”

“If either of you refuse even one of these rules then I’m sorry to have wasted either of your time.”

“Kim you go ahead and tell us both all your rules and watch how fast we agree to them.”

We both heard a chuckle over the phone and we both smiled, we knew Kevin was being genuine. Kim watched as I agreed with Kevin. She nodded her head and looked at the phone.

“I’m sorry Kevin but I must insist you wear condoms. If you let us know what size you want we will also bring the condoms, secondly I’m not your bitch, your whore or even slut, if either of you use any term to disrespect me then I will call a halt to everything and the night stops.”

“Ok Kim I need to stop you right there. I respect and like you far too much to even go down that path so that is a nailed on guarantee that will never happen.”

Again Kim looked at me. I simply leaned over and kissed her and then said in a voice loud enough so that Kevin could hear, that I agreed with him and that in my eyes that will never happen.

“The last is that my butt is out of bounds, neither of you can go there. I have enough holes in my body to keep you both interested. Those are the rules do you wish to think about it and get back to us?”

“Kim I can’t speak for your husband I can only speak for myself so I will let you know now. I agree to all your terms with one proviso.”

Now we both looked at the phone. Kim asked him to tell her his proviso but there was no guarantee that she would agree to it. We both heard him chuckle down the phone as he said.

“As I said I agree with all your rules. I will even go to a doctor of your choosing and get myself tested and send you the results. Just so you feel even more comfortable.”

It was Kim who started laughing and then we all were.

“Give us a few days to make some arrangements for the children and the hotel and we will get back to you.”

Kim put the phone down. I got up and she met me half way, I held her so tightly.

She said next month when the children go to her mother's we should get a hotel room if Kevin is free. Things moved fast, we were both excited. Kevin was free, he even offered to get the room but we wouldn’t hear of it. I told him I wanted to reserve a nice room with a hot tub, so I made the arrangements.

Friday night rolled around and Kim packed a bag and we left. Both of us were dressed causal this time, jeans and tee shirts. We looked around the hotel but since we didn’t see Kevin we realized we had got there first. A few minutes later we were in our room and both checking out how the hot tub worked. After an hour Kevin knocked on the door. We sat around, had a few drinks and watched a college football game. It was Kim who suggested we play a game, there were cards in the hotels night stand, the words strip poker were bandied around and seeing the eager look on both our faces shrugged her shoulders and agreed. My wife lost more than she won and a few hands into the game Kevin nudged me and gestured that I should go along with what he was going to say. I nodded.

“I have to say Kim you really do suck at poker.”

“Just lulling you boys into a false sense of security before I have you both down to your skins.”

We both laughed. Kim’s bravado was fooling no one. I knew she needed help. A gentle nudge and she would be fine.

“I tell you what Kim, we all take a card from the top of the pile, and lowest card means you lose the lot right down to your skin.” I said.

All three of us agreed and we each took a card turned it over and tossed it down so everyone could see. Kim’s bad run with the cards continued, she lost again. She stood up and slowly removed her jeans. Kevin complimented her on her body, and she loved the attention. In no time my wife was down to her bra and panties. Kevin stopped her there and offered her a deal. If she loses the bra then we would all stand up and take the rest off at the same time.

Kim agreed so we all got off the bed and at the same time dropped everything, my wife’s jaw dropped, Kevin had been tenting his boxers for some time and now that he was free he was already hard probably about ten inches long and as thick as her wrist. I broke the silence suggesting we jump in the hot tub in the bathroom. She sat between Kevin and myself, I made the first move and slid behind her, rubbing her shoulders and neck to help her relax.